"Oh, I just got the news, little friend, my old friend Duxusrem seems to have died. ”

The topic that Sazastan mentioned at the beginning was still in Penny's expectations, but he didn't expect Sazastan to say it straight to the point, which was a bit abrupt for him.

Abruptly, Penny still winked his eyebrows, and made a subtle look of surprise, showing his surprise in the manner of a wizard: in Sazastan's opinion, this should not have been known to him now.

"Mistress Rem is dead!?"

Penny asked in disbelief.

"Of course, it seems that the barrier sigil in Rem's hand has also fallen into the hands of Neveron. Sazastan chuckled.

"Enchantment sigil?" The wizard felt a strange feeling in his heart, this thing he knew was the control key of the Serge enchantment, a total of eight, each of which was controlled by the eight chiefs, so it seemed that Sazastan's purpose seemed to be to master the Ser enchantment?

This is not something to be surprised about, and the existence of the sigil is not a secret.

"In this way, they have mastered five sigils...... I forgot to say, hey, it turns out that mine is also in their hands now. Sazastan laughed: "More than half of the sigils in their hands are counted, as long as they want, they can run the enchantment in the core of the enchantment at the top of Searle Mountain." ”

Penny frowned, the existence of the Serge Enchantment can be described as an important guarantee for the existence of the rogue regime of the Red Robe Mage Guild in this world - it is like a huge lock, regulating the flow of magic power in Serre's country, as long as someone can master it, it is equivalent to holding the supreme power of Serre.

However, this power has always been divided into eight, controlled by the eight most powerful red-robed mages of Searle, which is a rule set by the red-robed mage guild since its establishment.

With five Barrier Seals, you can control the operation of the barrier in a small area, and with seven Runes, you can change the rules of the barrier and become its true master...... The reason why it is seven-eighths and not all of them is due to a very peculiar philosophical consideration: there is no perfect perfection in the multiverse.

In this way, the creator of the Red Robe Mage Society is still a person with some philosophical thoughts.

Thinking of this, Penny's heart fluttered:

For the past two hundred years, although Sazastan has been indulging Searle's power with his strength and wisdom, it is obviously impossible for the eight chiefs to obey his orders unconditionally, and it is impossible for him to truly control Searle's enchantment, and if he does not master Searle's enchantment, he cannot be called the real Searle's supreme power.

Penny suddenly understood that if Duxusrem was really killed by Sazastan, it was not for nothing, because it was likely that in the mind of the necromantic chief, every school leader was an obstacle to his seizure of Searle's supreme power.

However, he still couldn't believe that Duxusrem had died at the hands of Sazastan, after all, Yefaan was only speculating.

But whether it was or not, Penny understood that after hearing Yefaan's words, there was no turning back.

No wizard would allow himself to be controlled by others, and neither would he.

Although Sazastan's spell didn't work out completely due to a coincidence, Penny was well aware that he was still under Sazastan's control in a sense.

He must get rid of the grasp of Sazastan.

But now, he still has to pretend to be ignorant and deal with Sazastan, and his sudden distraction attracts Sazastan's attention:

"What are you thinking, my dear little friend?"

"Oh? I'm wondering how Master Duxrusrem died. Penny frowned, "With the power of the three of Neveron, you want to do this......"

A reasonable answer is also a temptation.

"It's very difficult, isn't it?" Sazastan also made a look of surprise: "I think so too, but this is the truth, they are likely to have some hole cards and skills that we don't know, my dear little friend, we should be careful." ”

Penny nodded, and Sazastan's words gave him a message:

Obviously, the Chief of the Undead was counting on borrowing his hand to get rid of the three Neveron, and if Duxushram wasn't killed by him, then this reminder was the truth that didn't mean anything: Neveron and the other three were able to kill Duxusram, and they must have other powers.

If Duxusrem was killed by Sazastan...... Then the meaning behind the necromantic chief's words now is much more complicated, and Penny is probably sure that when facing those chiefs in the future, he will inevitably encounter variables.

"Oh, rest assured, kid, with you, the three of them are all useless people who can't even cast spells, and as for the variables, I think I can handle them easily. Penny saw that Sazastan was chuckling, but he was slightly relieved.

Despite being a gun for the Necromantic Chief, Penny was sure that there was no risk in this matter, and to some extent, Sazastan was still in control of him, and the Necromantic Chief would not use such a useful lackey as cannon fodder until Penny's usefulness was completely exhausted.

It's a waste of a talent like Penny to be cannon fodder.

It may be a bit narcissistic for the mage to think so, but it makes some sense.

"Uh...... Forgive me, my lord, you have decided to fully control the supreme power of Serre when you return this time?" Looking at Sazastan's confident smile, Penny asked with a little curiosity.

He sensed that his time with Sazastan was a good time to get to know the chief of the undead.

It is impossible for him to ask directly what your crazy intentions are, but there are often unexpected gains under the side knocks.

Now Penny plays the role of a lackey who is unknowingly controlled by Sazastan, and Sazastan plays the role of a collaborator and fellow senior, so as a junior and subordinate, ask such a question...... It doesn't seem out of line.

"Yes, yes, I've been arguing with my old friends for too long, and if this continues, the kingdom of Serre will never be able to calm down. Sazastan exhaled: "There must be only one voice in this country." ”

Show a corner of ambition.

That's not enough, Penny is one hundred percent sure.

Hitler-like figures, in a world where feudal society is the mainstream, are far from out of place and crazy.

At the same time, Penny thoroughly understood that Yefaan's speculation was completely correct, that behind all of Sazastan's actions, there was a crazy purpose, and his first step was to seize the power of Serre.

It is enough to know this, no need to ask anymore.

A lightning thought turned, and Penny had a look of surprise on his face, as if he was stunned by Sazastan's ambitions.

"You're surprised, I hope my thoughts aren't offended by you. Sazastan chuckled and shook his head: "But it doesn't matter, my dear friend, I know, you don't have much ambition and are not very keen on power, so you don't care who Searle's power falls into, what you care about now is just to kill your enemies and go back to run your little kingdom with your lovers, right?"

The wizard's heart skipped a beat, and he confessed that Sazastan was right.

In essence, he is not a person with great ambitions, and since he came into this world, he would not have come to this point if it were not for the repeated squeezing and pushing of fate.

At the same time, he noticed Sazastan's emotional tone, and his heart was also secretly awe-inspiring, this old monster knew him far more than Penny himself thought.

However, Sazastan's words did not stop: "Those who are content are happy, but it is difficult to be satisfied." ”

Somehow, Penny heard some strange emotions from Sazastan's words, which made him look up and see that the old face that Sazastan had disguised with his illusion was still smiling as if it was fixed on it.

Suddenly understood, this tone was a faint envy.

At the same time, Penny gave birth to a new understanding of Sazastan.

The ** of this chief necromancer is probably not something that Penny's heart, which is still in the shallow secular stage, can measure.

He suddenly remembered the words that Sazastan had said that day, when he became a red-robed mage, that had reduced the gods to worthlessness.

Penny understood: Sazastan's ** is not even satisfied with the gods.

That must be unbelievably crazy.

"Oh, that's too much. Sazastan let out two dry laughs: "Ten days from the top of the Searle Mountain, all problems will be solved, and from now on, at least in Searle, no one will trouble you." ”

"I hope so. Although he thought so, Penny said, "Ah, that's wonderful." ”

To sum up, this is a conversation that is not on the table.

Watching Penny go away, Sazastan put down the black teacup that was still full, and the smile on the corner of his mouth evoked a little playfulness.

Once the matter was done, Penny quickly returned to the temple station, and after a brief preparation, he performed a teleportation spell and arrived at a place.

No matter what crazy plans Sazastan is having, he must be ready to break with this terrifying being.

Ye Fa'an told him two important pieces of information that could help him.

One of them is Sazastan's real name tracking technique, through Yefaan's narration, Penny learns that this tracking is to trace the loopholes in his methodology, and the effect formed by the prophecy spell will be invalid as long as he disconnects from the plane in which Sazastan is located.

Sazastan also doesn't keep track of it all the time.

And Penny's destination is just outside of Faerun.

It was also the second piece of information that Ye Fa'an told him.

A hidden lair belonging to a red-robed mage, nestled beside a boiling river of lava in the lower realm.

The mage tower has a modest appearance, but Penny knows that the power of this mage tower cannot be underestimated: the outermost layer alone immobilizes four legendary spells, allowing them to react the fastest against any enemy.

It is even possible to teleport to other planes entirely, if necessary.

But if the methodology is caught in the way, it is worthless.

The wizard raised the magic wand that he hadn't touched for nearly three years, a flash of light flickered, and at the same time the other hand guided the incantation, and with a loud bang that shocked the half-level plane, the mage tower exploded into rubble in the brilliant fireworks, and a red-robed bald head escaped in embarrassment in the fireworks, Penny chased after him, facing a face with a frightened expression, revealing a mouthful of brilliant white teeth:

"Lord Aznashur, why can't we have a good talk with each other?"

(To be continued)