A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

With the Mage Tower officially put into operation, Zuo Si once again lived the life of a "homebody" who never left the house or left the house.

In addition to occasionally meeting with Bernard, receiving some ordered daily necessities and furniture, and giving him a design drawing for the renovation of the Crooked Crane Hotel.

The rest of the time was basically spent either doing experiments or helping a few other old mages who were about to come to the end of their lifespan to make phylacteries.

You must know that not all arcane spellcasters have high enough knowledge and skills to create magic items and rare objects.

Many people don't even meet the minimum requirements to make a lich phylactery.

But now with Zuo Si's help, making the life box suddenly became easier.

They even only need to cast a few corresponding high-level spells on the half-finished phylactery, and they can easily obtain a phylactery of their own.

Then during the ceremony, he drinks a special poison that has been adjusted according to himself, and completes the whole process with strong willpower and desire to survive.

It can be said that Zuo Si has simplified this originally complex and cumbersome process to an outrageous level through the powerful ability of the creator.

If it weren't for the minimum caster level of LV11 required to become a lich, otherwise it would be impossible to successfully transform, he could even set up a lich transformation assembly line to produce such undead spellcasters in large quantities.

After the people who completed the transformation ritual were resurrected from their dead bodies one by one, the seven lichs finally gathered together.

Counting Zuo Si as the leader, there were exactly eight people.

At this moment, they were sitting around a stone table in the secret room at the bottom of the tower, discussing the future development plan of the entire organization.

"Everyone. For the common benefit of all of us, I think everyone should share all the scrolls, spells, books, knowledge and techniques that they have collected. After all, Lord Soth has already shared the knowledge he brought from another world. Technology and spells, there are even two books that record several nine-ring, eight-ring and seven-ring spells."

Vanessa was the first to make a suggestion.

After all, to get to this point, everyone here has some "unique skills" and "trump cards".

If we can come together to learn from each other, then everyone can benefit from it.

Jeffrey immediately nodded in agreement: "Good suggestion, I completely agree. After all, Mr. Soth has shared so much valuable knowledge, we can't be too stingy. Later, I will put all the books in the library of my mage tower , notes and scroll transcripts will be sent over as soon as possible.”

"Isn't that natural?"

"Me too!"

"And I!"

Several other lichs also expressed their agreement.

Since they get so much more than they pay for, there is no reason to object at all.

You must know that knowledge is not wealth, the more you share it, the less it will become.

Just the opposite!

It will not become less, and it is possible that as more people learn it, it will slowly expand and create more knowledge.

This is why every spellcasting organization will find ways to increase its reserves in this area, spending a lot of money to hire adventurers, explore those ancient ruins and tombs, and collect all magical knowledge from ancient times.

Seeing that everyone was so cooperative, Vanessa immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, then this matter is settled. Next is the second topic, what should our organization be called."

"Your Excellency Soth, you are the leader, and I think you have the most say in this regard." Jeffrey turned his attention to Zuo Si, who was sitting in the main seat.

"Name? Hmm... Since our goal is to collect all kinds of knowledge, technology and other magic-related things, and we act in a low-key and secretive manner, why not call it [Arcane Secret Society]."

After thinking about it for a while, Zuo Si gave a name that he could think of.

In fact, according to his original intention, he didn't even remember the name at all, just called it "organization".

It not only confuses the public, but also makes it easier to blame evil organizations such as the Zhentarim, Shadow Thieves, and Dragon Cult after something goes wrong.

But unfortunately, if an organization doesn't even have a decent name in Faerûn, it will be difficult to attract any talent.

"[Arcane Secret Society]? It sounds pretty good. From now on, our organization will be called this name."

Jeffrey was the first to agree.

Others nodded, obviously quite satisfied with the name.

After having the name of the organization, Vanessa then went on to raise the third topic: "Your Excellency Soth, what is our development direction at this stage?"

"Direction of development?"

Zuo Si was stunned for a moment, obviously he had never thought about this problem.

Seeing this, Vanessa immediately explained: "Although the main goal of the organization is to collect all kinds of knowledge, technology and magic-related things.

But all this costs a lot of money, and magic research also requires a lot of valuable materials.

So we first have to find ways to increase revenue.

I personally think that the first step should be to use the Kingdom of Tethyr as the base, unite together to monopolize the arcane magic in this area, and make the local lords dependent on us, so as to earn a lot of wealth.

In the second step, you can establish strongholds in coastal cities such as Mailatma, Zazespo, Mulan, Velen, and Askatra, and actively develop from the Racing Strait to the Nelanthel Islands, striving for complete conquest and control. Pirates in this sea area.

By then, even if merchant ships are not robbed, substantial funds can still be obtained by collecting protection fees.

Moreover, many of the islands in the Nelanser Islands are quite large and can be developed to build cities and villages.

In the third step, we use this island as an advance base and can go north to compete with the pirates of the Whalebone Islands for control of the Sword Coast.

Once we defeat and conquer the Whalebone Islands and completely control the Northern Sword Coast, we can force the Arcane Brotherhood, which controls Luskan, the City of Thousand Sails, to cooperate with us.

Then wait for the right moment to launch an attack, defeat the Arcane Brotherhood in one fell swoop, and seize everything they have.

By that time, the most prosperous trade route on the entire west coast of Faerûn will be under our control.

Whether it is the city-states of Waterdeep, Neverwinter, and Baldur's Gate that rely entirely on maritime trade to survive, or countries like Amn, Tethyr, and Calimshan that also rely on maritime trade to prosper, they must ask for help. We pay our taxes, play by the rules we set, and obey our will.

In today's era, whoever controls the ocean is equivalent to controlling those important coastal port cities and trade nodes, and can gain huge wealth and power from them..."

Damn it!

Sea power theory?

Zuo Si was instantly shocked.

Although he had long noticed that Vanessa was the only one among all the new lichs who showed a strong desire for power.

But I never expected that the other party could formulate such a grand and highly executable plan.

Because whether it is the pirates of the Nelanthel Islands or the pirates of the Whalebone Islands, their ability to fight head-on is equivalent to nothing for a powerful lich.

The latter can easily kill the former to pieces with both men and ships.

What's more, there are currently two people with mind control abilities around Zuo Si. One is the strange object in Wilmes' mind, and the other is Bernard's sister Isadora.

This means that it is completely feasible to integrate the originally loose and contradictory pirates by forcibly modifying the memory.

As for the Arcane Brotherhood, they may be the most hip-slim among all the spellcasting organizations in the entire Faerûn continent.

The level of spellcasting, including the leader and several tower owners, is not high, and the internal fighting is more serious than that of the red-robed mage. Even high-level officials often die from daggers from behind.

Therefore, Vanessa's idea of ​​killing the Arcane Brotherhood and seizing Luskan, the City of Thousand Sails, is not difficult at all to realize.

Anyway, except for Zuo Si, the Arcane Society is a group of lichs, so there is no need to worry about death.

As long as a few suicide attacks are carried out to get rid of the opponent's top leaders at any cost, the low-level mages and apprentices below will soon collapse.

All that's left is to clean up the mess and introduce Luskan's pirates, merchants, and citizens to their new ruler.

There is no doubt that this grand blueprint painted by Vanessa is a huge temptation for everyone present.

Because it does not need to collide head-on with those powerful organizations with gods as the backing, it is basically picking up the weak persimmons, and it can also bring huge benefits.

Whether they are pirates or the Arcane Brotherhood, without exception, they are all notorious villains. Even if other forces know that someone is trying to mess with them, they will just applaud.

The risk is low and the reward is high, even Zuo Si feels a little excited.

After stroking his chin and thinking for a long time, he finally raised his head and said: "In principle, I agree to implement the first and second steps, and let the third step go for a while. The environment in Northland is relatively complex. After confirming that it is based on Waterdeep City, Before the attitude of the Lords Alliance led by Silvermoon City and Neverwinter City, it would not be a wise move to attack the Arcane Brotherhood and Luskan."

"Understood. Don't worry, I will follow your request and keep as low a profile as possible."

After receiving the affirmative answer, Vanessa suddenly fell into ecstasy and gave the assurance without hesitation.

Because since becoming a lich, he has completely lost all worldly desires, leaving only the endless thirst for power, knowledge and strength.

Power, in particular, can fill a strong sense of emptiness in the heart.

The development direction of the organization was established, and the atmosphere at the scene became increasingly enthusiastic.

Jeffrey even took the initiative and asked: "Your Excellency Soth, do you have anything to say about continuing to recruit members?"

Zuo Si pointed out two fingers: "I only have two requests.

First, at this stage all core members must transform themselves into lichs, and the phylacteries will be kept by me. Other than that, everyone else is a peripheral member.

For peripheral members, they cannot know the existence of the organization, but they can improve their status by performing tasks and serving the organization in exchange for corresponding rewards.

When a peripheral member proves his ability and loyalty, he can apply to the organization, and then I will come forward to help him complete the Lich Transformation Ceremony.

In short, for core members, our principle is that there is no option to withdraw.

But for peripheral members, whether they join the core or choose to withdraw, it is their own freedom. "

Jeffrey nodded thoughtfully: "Understood. In other words, our apprentices cannot join the core for the time being, but they can participate in activities as peripheral members of the organization. As for those we know who are about to come to the end of their lifespan, but For old friends who are not willing to die like this, you can try to win them over."

"That's right. Please keep one thing in mind, that is, although you are all lich, it does not mean that you can act unscrupulously."

Zuo Si solemnly warned several lichs.

Because he knew that maybe the newly born lich would still retain some of the habits and ways of thinking he had during his lifetime.

But as time goes by, negative energy and undead instincts will gradually make them lose their humanity. In the end, he only pays attention to things that interest him, and doesn't care about the rest.

If you can get what you want by killing a whole city, then those lichs who have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years will definitely do it without hesitation, without considering the consequences.

This is most evident in Sammaster, the founder of the Dragon Cult.

When he fought against Lathander, Lord of the Dawn, the gap in hard power between the two sides had reached a point where it could not be bridged.

But even so, the former still did not hesitate to use his last trump card to attack the incarnation of powerful divine power.

In the end, it was just a few drops of blood left by the god, while he was instantly wiped out.

Many people believe that for someone like Lathander to appear in person and be wounded by a mortal is simply a disgrace, and can be called "the shame of a god."

What's even more outrageous is that the shed divine blood was later collected by the priest as a kind of honor and displayed in the temple of the Lord of the Dawn for believers to admire.

But think about it from another perspective, if you are an ordinary person, do you hope that the patron saint of your faith can come and save you in danger at a critical moment, or do you hope that he will be indifferent and allow tragedies to happen?

The answer is obviously the former.

Almost everyone longs for a powerful and invincible hero or god to help them when they encounter difficulties and dangers.

This is why similar cliches can resonate with people over and over again.

Zuo Si didn't care about the feud between Sammaster and Lathander, nor did he want to comment too much.

But he didn't want these guys who transformed into lichs with his help to become so crazy one day.

"clear!"

Vanessa took the lead and stood up, and together with the other six lichs, they put their hands on their chests and bowed deeply to express their submission.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! I hope you can keep your word. Finally, on this special day today, I have another good news to announce to you."

"Oh? What's the good news?" Jeffrey asked curiously.

Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "I believe you have all heard the rumors about my origin.

Now, what I want to tell you is that there is a small part of this rumor that is true.

I do come from another magical world, and there is no god in that world. At the same time, a floating city and a brilliant magical civilization have developed.

When the time comes, I will open a portal to one of the floating cities occupied by undead creatures and lead you to capture it. "

"What? A world without God at all?"

"A floating city full of undead creatures?"

"Oh my God! This is simply a necromancer's paradise!"

"Lord Soth. When you decide to open the portal, please be sure to take me with you."

…

Suddenly, all the lichs present fell into madness.

Because in the history of Faerûn, the floating city of Netheril and the magic lock created by the high elf mage are known as two unreplicable miracles, representing the pinnacle of magical civilization.

When they heard that someone had built a floating city in another world, and that it was an ownerless thing occupied by undead creatures, they immediately wanted to grab it at all costs.

Whether it is used as a secret base or used as a weapon in war, it will definitely not be comparable to one or two mage towers.

In this way, ending with an exciting news, the first collective meeting of the core members of the organization finally came to an end.

Obviously, Zuo Si made these new lichs full of energy by drawing a pie.

Now they are no longer servants who have to work hard to simply fulfill the agreement, or because the life box is in the hands of others.

Rather, they are a group of partners who are working with unprecedented enthusiasm for their own interests and can enjoy huge dividends from the growth and development of the organization.

After sending away the group of lichs one by one, Zuo Si, who had been busy for several days without taking a breath, finally took the time to come to the sofa in the lounge and rubbed the lich that was lying on his knees and making a squealing sound. The transformed cat petted the cub and asked Wilmes with a smile: "How about it, are you satisfied with the new lair I prepared for you?"

"Not bad. Except for the noisy mephits and goblins, everything else is fine. I have almost moved all my treasures in, and the lair near Mylatma will be completely abandoned from now on."

Wilmes answered while stuffing a steak that looked slightly burnt into his mouth.

As an evil and cruel red dragon, her favorite food was fresh and delicious young women, especially elves and half-elves.

But now I am forced to change my mind and can only eat some fish, poultry and livestock meat.

As for roasting it until it's burnt, that's her own request.

Because the red dragon is a fire-attributed dragon, it prefers burnt food in terms of taste.

This is the same reason that white dragons like to freeze food before eating, and black dragons like to bury meat to rot and ferment before eating.

"The goblins who were transformed into werewolves didn't cause any trouble, did they?"

As soon as the goblin was mentioned, Zuo Si immediately became interested.

Through experiments, he discovered that after being transformed into a werewolf, goblins maintained their half-animal, half-human form, and their work efficiency was six times that of ordinary goblins, which far exceeded the limits of most human laborers.

Moreover, if you maintain this form and use necromancy magic to pull it up as a low-level zombie after death, it is much stronger than ordinary goblin zombies.

Coupled with the advantages of easy feeding, high fertility rate, short growth cycle...

As long as the problems caused by its chaotic nature can be solved, it is simply the most ideal raw material for coolies and necromancers.

After the hobgoblin werewolf hunting team searched in the mountains these days, they have captured almost more than 800 goblins, all of which were infected with lycanthropy and turned into werewolves.

Attempts are currently being made to train it in a militaristic and obedient manner.

Wilmes shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Trouble? What kind of trouble can a group of goblins cause?

The hobgoblin werewolves under your command manage them submissively without any effort.

However, this obedience is only superficial. Once the hobgoblin werewolves leave, they will fall into chaos again. "

"Does this mean that we can only rely on violence and high-pressure measures for the time being..."

Zuo Si touched his chin and frowned.

But soon, he came up with an idea and immediately ordered the strange thing in the red dragon's mind: "Select the most obedient ones from those goblins, and then let them reproduce. As for the other goblins, all the other goblins will be castrated and sterilized. I don’t believe that by using this kind of artificial intervention for several generations, we can’t cultivate obedient goblins.”

When Wilmes heard these words, he was so shocked that he opened his mouth and was speechless.

Although she had known for a long time that Zuo Si was a "cruel person", she never expected that he could be so cruel and regarded goblins as creatures like poultry and livestock.

"As you wish, Master." Qiwu responded immediately.

In this way, the future fate of those goblin werewolves who were thrown into the sewer at the bottom of the mage tower was decided in just a few words.

After finishing the burnt steak on the plate, Wilmes quickly returned to the lower level of the mage tower at the urging of the strange object.

After probing the thoughts and memories of all the goblins, Strange Object quickly selected twenty male goblins and more than a hundred female goblins as samples for artificial intervention experiments.

The other goblins were castrated without exception in less than an hour.

Since they were all werewolves and had strong self-healing abilities, they were extremely rough during castration, and they didn't even bother to anesthetize them. The blood-curdling screams and wails echoed in the sewers, scaring away the rats.

Just when Zuo Si was about to go shopping in the Waking Shopping District to relax, a messenger from the six-person council suddenly visited and presented an invitation letter and a money order for 40,000 gold coins.

He opened the invitation letter in person and took a look at it twice. He immediately asked in an uncertain tone: "You want me to go to Candlekeep with the envoy to participate in the peace negotiations with Baldur's Gate?"

"Yes, Your Excellency. The council wants to use your name to scare those country bumpkins and sign a treaty that is beneficial to Amn. Forty thousand gold coins is the reward paid to you." The messenger replied with a smile. road.

"What about the time? When will we set off?" Zuo Si asked immediately.

"Three days later. The envoy will be waiting for you outside the city gate."

After saying that, the messenger put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then turned around and took the carriage back to the administrative area.

Watching the other party gradually disappear at the end of the street, Zuo Si showed a playful smile and whispered softly: "As expected of the business empire Am, he even dares to use such despicable tricks without martial ethics. But it doesn't matter, I don't know how to do it anyway. I'm planning to go to Candlekeep."

There is no doubt that this negotiation is to resolve the border war that broke out between Baldur's Gate and Amn not long ago.

Or it could be called "Steel Holocaust".

As you can tell from the name, this is a local conflict caused by steel trade friction.

Among them, Amn suffered casualties of almost 4,000 troops, while Baldur's Gate suffered 2,500 casualties, which can be said to be heavy losses.

As for the reason, of course, the Amn merchants who control the iron ore resources in Naxikai are greedy and want to raise the price of steel products in Baldur's Gate through hoarding and monopoly.

As a port city that also started out as a trade company, how could the merchant class of Baldur's Gate suffer such a loss? They immediately planned to attack Naxikai to seize the iron ore.

In the end, the two sides fought over this steel-producing town.

But now, as the war is in a stalemate, no one can take advantage, so the problem can only be solved through negotiation.

The idea of ​​​​the six-person review is simple, that is, to use the name of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and plague, as a voter of Zuosi, to intimidate the representatives of Baldur's Gate.

The subtext is that if you don't give in, we will use large-scale indiscriminate attacks such as plague.

As for why the negotiation venue was chosen in Candlekeep, of course Candlekeep is an absolutely neutral place. It was established by the believers of Ogma, the God of Knowledge, and does not belong to the sphere of influence of either side.

After thinking about this, Zuo Si immediately began to count the little cash he had left.

This includes the 70,000 gold coins obtained from selling poison to the shadow thief, the almost 100,000 gold coins left from the previous construction of the mage tower, and the funerary objects looted from the catacombs of the Crooked-Necked Crane Hotel were also sold for more than 60,000...

The total sum of all these people may be just over 200,000 yuan.

Perhaps for those who just read books and consult information, such a large sum of money cannot be spent.

But the problem is that Zuo Si has been rushing to copy all the books and scrolls in the entire Candlekeep from the beginning.

So this little money is far from enough.

"Damn! Building this mage tower really cost me money. It seems that I can only sell some magic items that are temporarily unused to save money."

After saying that, he quickly counted out a batch from the inventory and put it into a dimensional bag, then took two summoned creatures and went straight to the Waking Mall area.

…

At the same time, in the sewers of the Waking Mall area, Irenekas was standing in the secret stronghold he had just established, staring at the elf woman who had just climbed out of the jar and had a breathtaking beauty, and her eyes suddenly burst out at the same time. It embodies two strong, complex and contradictory emotions, love and hatred.

"I...who am I?" the beautiful elf woman asked with a confused look on her face.

At this moment, she was completely naked, showing off her graceful figure.

"Your name is Alistar! She was my former lover." Erinikas said meaningfully.

"Alixing? Lover? Why don't I remember anything?" The female elf shook her head desperately trying to regain her memory.

But unfortunately, no matter what she did, she couldn't recall even a little bit of the content. It was like a newly born baby, and her past memories were all blank.

Irenekas slowly walked closer, held the other person's face with both hands, kissed him directly with extremely aggressive movements, and then pressed the other person under him and began to demand wildly.

A full ten minutes later, when all the uncontrollable strong impulses in his heart were vented, he finally returned to his usual rationality and coldness.

As for the woman on the ground, known as Ali Xing, she had completely turned into a lifeless corpse.

To be precise, he was strangled to death.

Irenekas didn't even look at the corpse, and directly chanted a spell and released a six-ring [Dissociation Technique], disintegrating it into a pile of meaningless dust on the spot.

The vampire Badi, who stood aside and watched the show for a long time, couldn't help but smile and asked: "Why, my dear brother, you still can't forget the elf queen who made us look like this?"

"How could I forget! I want to retaliate a thousand times or ten thousand times for the hurt and pain she caused me. No one can stop my revenge, not even God." Irenicas said resolutely said.

"That's right! Revenge! We will let Sodenisla burn! Kill all those damn elves." Badi roared with a bloodthirsty look on his face.

It was obvious that the fire of hatred was burning in the hearts of these two people.

However, compared to Bati, who is easily affected by the bloodthirsty nature of vampires, Irenicas seemed to be calmer and asked directly: "Has there been any result about what I asked you to investigate last time?"

"Of course! That strange siphon phenomenon was actually caused by a mage tower.

Its owner is a guy named Soth, who looks like a human boy of about ten years old.

However, his origin is not ordinary. He is not only a chosen one by Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, but he is also a visitor from another world.

What, do you want to trick him? "

Badi narrowed his eyes and probed cautiously.

"The chosen ones of the gods?"

Irenekas frowned subconsciously when he heard the news.

Since he was sanctioned by members of the Elf God System not long ago, he is now both afraid of creatures like gods and wants to study them.

"Do you want me to plan an ambush against Soth?" Badi asked meaningfully.

Irenekas was obviously hesitating, and after about half a minute he nodded slightly: "Of course! But we can't personally attack this ambush, let alone expose our own existence."

"You mean...hiring the Emerald Guild?"

Badi understood something immediately, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised into a chilling smile.

"Yes! Promise some knowledge, technology and magic scrolls, and let the senior members of the Emerald Society take action. Regardless of success or failure, we can hide in the dark and take the opportunity to collect some intelligence on this elect."

Erinikars speaks her mind directly.

As a powerful outsider mage, not long after he came to Ashcatla Corporal Road to establish a stronghold, he came into contact with this underground organization dedicated to overthrowing the Masked Mage Guild.

Even the large amount of alchemy and experimental equipment around them were secretly transported by the other party through various channels.

The purpose of the Emerald Society is very simple, that is to win over this amazingly powerful mage and find an opportunity to launch a surprise attack to kill the top masked mage and weaken his control over Amn.

Unfortunately, these poor guys don't know that Joan Irenekas is not interested in overthrowing the monopoly of the Masked Mage Guild.

He just uses the Emerald Society as a tool that can be used, just like he is also using the Shadow Thieves of Amn.

"I understand. I'm going to negotiate with the people from the Emerald Association now. I believe they won't refuse."

After saying this, Badi instantly turned into a bat and flew quickly in the narrow passage, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Watching the vampire leave, Irenekas turned around and glanced at the dozens of huge glass jars that were as tall as a person behind him, as well as the clone of Elf Queen Elixing in the jar. A cruel smile appeared on his face, and he woke up again. One of the.

Torture!

Abuse!

vent!

This is how he satisfies his twisted and sick desires.

Because if he doesn't do this, Irenicas will be completely swallowed up by the growing madness in his heart.

…

But Zuo Si obviously didn't know that he was being targeted again, and he was bargaining with several adventurers who wanted to buy magic weapons and armor at the adventurer market.

"Fifteen thousand gold coins! This is the lowest price I can give.

Look at the blue scales on this armor. It is made of blue dragon skin and can help you resist and absorb most of the lightning damage.

It is also blessed with permanent [Protection from Evil], which allows the wearer to gain more advantages when dealing with enemies from the evil camp. "

Zuo Si was holding the armor made of blue-footed dragon snake leather in his hand and said.

Yes!

He was selling the Blue-footed Dragon snakeskin armor as Blue Dragon leather armor.

Most people have never seen a blue dragon anyway, and they can't tell the difference between dragon scales and blue-footed dragon snake scales.

Plus both have strong lightning resistance, so the likelihood of being compromised is low.

Especially when there is not even a single spellcaster in the customer team.

What's more, in the business empire of Amn, almost all businesses are using such promotional methods.

For example, the stall owner at the stall next to him was bragging that his weapons and armor were all made by dwarven craftsmen.

But in fact, Zuo Si just saw him purchasing goods in a human-run blacksmith shop more than half an hour ago.

"Damn! Fifteen thousand gold coins is too expensive!"

The man who looked to be around thirty years old and had short black hair couldn't help but complain.

But the female companion standing next to him comforted: "But this armor is worth the money, isn't it? Although I am not a leatherworker, I can see that it is well made and has defense comparable to the strongest half-body armor." Strength. Coupled with the resistance to lightning, it will definitely protect your safety in future adventures."

"Oh - okay, okay, I'll pay."

The man sighed slightly, reluctantly took out a stack of money orders from the Temple of Wojin, the goddess of wealth, from his backpack and handed it to Zuo Si.

Then without saying a word, he took off the metal armor on his body and put on the blue-footed dragon snake armor that glowed with blue light.

After moving his hands and feet a little, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and he exclaimed: "Unbelievable! This armor does not affect the movement of the joints at all."

"Of course! I told you from the beginning, all the weapons and armors here are of the highest quality. As the saying goes, you get what you pay for, and they are expensive for a reason."

Zuo Si, who had made a huge profit, stuffed the money order into his bag with satisfaction.

He now finally understood the joy of Elsa, the magic items merchant in Calimport.

Because of the armor just sold, except for the valuable skin of the Green-footed Dragon Snake, which is probably worth about three thousand gold coins, the remaining cost is basically negligible.

In addition, during the production process, thanks to the creator’s special abilities, not even five minutes were used in total.

Zuo Si only needed to slightly shape the joints that were difficult to handle in the eyes of other leatherworkers.

And this kind of armor can net you more than 10,000 gold coins every time you sell one piece, which is faster than making money from robbery.

The man smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, I have to admit that what you said makes sense. By the way, besides armor, do you have any good weapons to recommend here?"

"Weapons? It depends on what kind of weapons you are good at. I have two-handed swords, long swords, half-handed swords, one-handed axes, two-handed axes, spears, javelins, war hammers, compound bows..."

Zuo Si pointed at the various weapons placed on the stall and introduced them one by one.

You don't need to ask to know that all the weapons he sells are out-and-out magical weapons.

Some of them include captured trophies, as well as works made by myself in my spare time just to verify certain magic techniques or imagination.

"Well, I personally am better at using long swords. If possible, it would be best to have fire or acid damage." The man quickly made the request.

"Fire and acid? Are you going to deal with the troll?" Zuo Si asked curiously.

The woman smiled and replied: "That's right. We received a commission to go to the troll mountainous area west of the Serpent Forest. We need a magic weapon that can kill trolls with unlimited regeneration capabilities."

"I see. Then I solemnly recommend this acid fire sword to you. When it hits an enemy, it can not only cause additional acid damage, but also has a certain chance of releasing a meter-long tongue of high-temperature flames. Absolutely. The ideal weapon to use against trolls."

With that said, Zuo Si picked up a long sword with an emerald green light from the stall and handed it to the other party.

Without saying a word, the man took it and waved it hard twice. He immediately noticed the magical power attached to the sword body and hilt, and asked in a very nervous tone: "How much does this sword cost?"

"It's not expensive. It only costs the same as the armor just now."

Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile that made everyone in the adventure team feel creepy.

As soon as he heard the number fifteen thousand, the expression on the man's face froze. Then he carefully put the sword back into the stall and said with a wry smile: "Sorry, I can't afford this weapon with the money I have left."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have enough cash. I can also use gems, books, scrolls and other trophies obtained during the adventure to offset the price."

Zuo Si generously proposed a solution.

In fact, he had already seen that the adventurous team in front of him was quite capable, and there must be valuable and free trophies on them.

Otherwise, ordinary adventure teams cannot afford expensive magic equipment.

"Oh? Really? I have a book found in the ruins here. Let's see how much it is worth."

As he spoke, a small dwarf thief next to him took out an ancient book with a badly damaged cover from his backpack that looked a bit old.

Zuo Si took it and first carefully cast a three-ring magic [Secret Vision], and immediately looked at the black-red arcane aura emanating from the book.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely filthy and evil magical book.

Although the concealment is very good, there is no way to hide in front of [Secret Vision].

When you open the contents inside, you will see all kinds of mysterious symbols arranged in a messy manner. If you look at them for a long time, you will even experience symptoms of numbness in your hands and feet, dizziness, and nausea.

In the eyes of a person who doesn't understand magic at all, this is a worthless book, and it's even hard to use as a wiping paper.

But in Zuo Si's eyes, these messy symbols were rearranged in just a few seconds, forming one after another horrific sacrifices and summoning rituals written in Abyssal language, and even recorded the names of some powerful demons.