A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Late at night, the whole of Luskan was quiet.

Because the five commanders and their fleets were out in force and took away almost one-third of the city's young and middle-aged population, both the market and the streets seemed quiet.

Even the most daring criminals dare not come out to cause trouble at such a time.

Because anyone who causes trouble at such a critical moment will inevitably be blacklisted by the Arcane Brotherhood, and the possibility of being liquidated afterwards is more than 90%.

Therefore, the entire city seemed to be more orderly than usual. Even the drunkards quarreling, betting, and fighting in the tavern disappeared without a trace.

The weird and depressing atmosphere made many businessmen and citizens feel very uncomfortable.

The secret stronghold established by the two Harper Alliances here is even more frequent, trying to figure out how many mages left with the fleet in the tree-shaped tower.

Especially the four most dangerous tower owners, are they still living on their own tree-shaped spires?

But unfortunately, since Akram Grace sealed the entire mage tower, no apprentices came in or out at all, and naturally no information could be found.

But what the Harper spies didn't know was that just half an hour ago, the four tower masters and several mages who mastered the five-ring arcana that set out with the fleet had just escaped back in embarrassment through teleportation magic, with faces on their faces. There was even a look of fear in Kamewa's eyes.

Whether it was summoning an ancient dragon turtle as huge as a small island through joint casting, or finally Vanessa and other lichs took the lead in blocking the airspace and shot down a large number of Arcane Brotherhood mages from the sky, they all showed a crushing absolute Advantage.

In their knowledge, only Waterdeep City and Silvermoon City in the entire North have such powerful magical power.

But the problem is that the Nelanser Islands are just a group of emerging political powers transformed from pirates. How can they afford to support so many high-level mages and archmages?

Even if he could afford it, why should the other party obey the orders of a pirate leader?

There were so many questions and puzzles that troubled the top brass of the Arcane Brotherhood that they met immediately after escaping.

"How about it, do you see any clues?"

The Lord of the North Tower was the first to break the silence, raising his head and staring at the other eight people present.

"Obviously, the enemy we are facing this time has at least more than one great mage who can cast nine-ring magic. Otherwise, even joint casting will not be able to summon a terrifying creature like the Ancient Dragon Turtle." Sita Zhi The Lord expressed his opinion with a gloomy face.

You must know that the entire Arcane Brotherhood, including its founder Akram Grace, cannot find a few archmages who can cast nine-ring arcane spells.

So in the eyes of the Lord of the West Tower, this is completely a conspiracy, a conspiracy against himself and the other three Tower Lords.

Maybe it was Akram Grace, the top leader of the organization, who wanted to use the help of enemies to eradicate internal threats.

After all, since the frequent failed external expansion campaigns in the past two years, the battles within the Arcane Brotherhood have become increasingly fierce and cruel.

Even the position of the tower owner, second only to the supreme leader, has changed frequently in just two or three years.

Every change is inevitably accompanied by conspiracy, killing and death.

Therefore, each of the four tower masters is now very vigilant, fearing that they will also follow in the footsteps of their predecessors.

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence. If Akram Grace really wants to get rid of us, what is the reason? We have not offended him recently." The Lord of the South Tower questioned meaningfully.

The Lord of the East Tower curled his lips in disdain and said sarcastically: "With his body currently aging rapidly and not as good as death, does he need any other reason?

I think that when things have reached this point, everyone here no longer needs to keep secretive, and just speak directly.

The aging Akram Grace is no longer qualified to continue leading the Arcane Brotherhood.

We now need a new, old and powerful leader.

And this new leader must emerge among us. "

moment!

A light called ambition flashed in the eyes of those present who heard these words.

Especially the most competitive North Tower Master and West Tower Master, there was even a hint of hostility between them.

fortunately!

Anyone who can climb to this position is an out-and-out "Old Yin Bi", and he quickly suppresses this emotion.

They must maintain a semblance of alliance, at least until Arkham Grace is overthrown.

After being silent for about a minute, another high-level mage couldn't help but remind him: "If we want to kill Akram Grace, the first thing we have to deal with is his loyal and extremely vigilant assistant."

"You are right, the Jade Fire Wizard is not an easy character to deal with. I think we can take the opportunity to set a trap and lure him into the trap."

The Lord of the East Tower raised his mouth slightly, revealing a sinister smile.

"I'm joining! Just after this fiasco, we need a scapegoat to quell the rebellion that may break out within Luskan. It would be ideal if Arkham Grace takes all the blame. ." The Lord of the South Tower quickly agreed.

The Lord of the North Tower hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, count me in. However, this operation must be kept absolutely confidential. Apart from the eight of us, there must be no ninth participant." "

"You can rest assured about this. If anyone dares to leak the news, he will face the relentless pursuit of the other seven people."

When saying these words, the Lord of Sita exuded naked and undisguised murderous intent.

Perhaps when faced with Vanessa and other lichs, one of these top executives of the Arcane Brotherhood was submissive and just wanted to escape quickly and escape to a safe place.

But when they were fighting among themselves, they immediately put on another face and struck hard.

After all, the success rate of plotting against someone who knows the truth is much higher than facing a group of dangerous and powerful enemies.

The most important thing is that these high-level officials of the Arcane Brotherhood have never thought that Zuo Si's goal is to completely destroy the Arcane Brotherhood and occupy the entire Luskan.

So in their eyes, this is an excellent opportunity to seize power.

Similarly, Zuo Si, who was far away in Dragon's Nest, another active volcanic island near Mingtan Island, would not have imagined that his counterattack against Luskan would trigger sharp conflicts within the Arcane Brotherhood years in advance.

At this moment, he was watching with great interest Wilmes' unilateral bullying of the adult red dragon named Huendal.

Since both sides are red dragons, they are completely immune to the other's flame breath.

Therefore, the battle entered into brutal hand-to-hand combat from the very beginning.

Because Wilmes swallowed several dragon eggs, she became larger and had higher strength and physical attributes.

In just a short while, he had the other party pinned down.

Whenever Huendal twisted his body and tried to get out of control, he was immediately slapped by the strong dragon wings.

With every slap, the small claws on the wing bones would leave bloody scratches on his face.

I almost caught my eye a few times.

In order to avoid becoming one-eyed or blind, this poor male red dragon can only be forced to stagger his head.

But the consequence of this is that Wilmes can bite the former's neck at will without worrying about being bitten back.

After two or three mouthfuls, Huendal's neck was densely covered with bite marks, and the blood completely dyed the white scales from his neck to his abdomen red.

If it had been a dragon of other colors, he would have surrendered long ago.

But the red dragon's inherent arrogance and cruelty often make it more vicious after being injured.

With his sharp claws, Huendal also managed to leave several wounds on Wilmes' body as a souvenir.

Of course, it's just a commemoration.

In the end, the adult male red dragon finally became weaker and weaker due to excessive blood loss. His entire head was stepped on by Wilmes under his front paws, waiting for the judgment of fate in a very humiliating posture.

"伱...you win! Come on, kill me." Huendal said in an extremely weak tone.

"Kill you? No! I won't kill you! Because you have other uses."

Wilmes grinned a cruel smile, raised his tail and knocked it out with a bang.

After finishing all this, she turned around and looked at the mountains of treasures in the lair.

Because of his long-term relationship with Mintan Island in demanding tribute and robbing passing merchant ships, Huendal's accumulated wealth is quite astonishing.

The number of gold and silver currencies and precious metal trade strips alone reached hundreds of thousands, not to mention the copper coins that had green rust stains in the humid environment of the island.

In addition, there are many collections that have obvious arcane auras, and you can tell they are magic items without even asking.

If possible, Wilmes would undoubtedly hope to keep all the treasures for himself.

But unfortunately, she did not dare to do this. Instead, she turned her head with a very tangled, reluctant and painful expression, and cautiously asked: "Half for one person?"

"No need to bother, I only need one magic item, and the rest is yours."

After that, Zuo Si went straight to the treasure pile and rummaged through the cheap silver and copper coins to find a bright red gemstone.

"This is?!!"

Wilmes's eyes were instantly attracted to the gem, and his huge head came directly over.

As the most greedy red dragon, she recognized the amazing value of this red gem the size of a dove egg almost immediately.

"A rare gem that can enhance all flame magic and spell-like abilities. If nothing else, it should be born in the deepest part of the sea of ​​​​fire on the fire elemental plane. It is a rare elemental treasure." Zuo Si said with a smile. explained.

In fact, this thing is not so much a gem as a crystallization of elemental energy.

Like the hydraulic crystal born in the water elemental plane, it has very amazing magical properties.

If used as a spellcasting material, it can easily summon a fire elemental prince, whose strength is equivalent to legendary creatures such as the Balor Fire Demon and the Hell Fiend.

If used to make magic equipment, it will not only make the wearer completely immune to fire damage, but also enhance the power of fire magic by 30 to 50%, and give it some special abilities to manipulate fire.

The powerful magic item mentioned by Garnier should be referring to this thing.

As for other currencies and precious metals, they are now dispensable to Zuo Si.

Just from the commission from the monopoly trade on the Maztec continent, as well as from the sale of various in-demand materials purchased from another earth, one can easily make astonishing profits.

The problem now is how to exchange these worthless currencies as much as possible into the gems, magic materials, various creatures, knowledge and spells from other dimensions that you want.

"Damn it! You must have been a dragon in your last life, right? Why can you always find the most valuable one from a pile of treasures?" Wilmes couldn't help complaining through gritted teeth.

"Don't forget, I am a master alchemist and a master of making magic items.

It is almost impossible to hide such rare and precious materials from my eyes.

Okay, stop talking nonsense and quickly send this guy back to the Mage Tower to imprison him.

I will mix some aphrodisiacs for you then.

As long as you force it to drink it, it will immediately transform into a beast with only primitive instincts left.

When the time comes we can make as many half-dragons and dragonborn creatures as we want.

In addition, remember to be gentle when you strike so as not to damage him.

You must know that it is not easy to find and capture an adult red dragon these days. "

After saying these words, Zuo Si immediately used magic to treat Huendal's more serious wounds to prevent him from dying due to excessive injuries.

"Hmph! You don't need to tell me that I know this. After all, I pointed out that he and Ashtarance kept mating and laying dragon eggs. By the way, I remember that you seem to have the ability to transform into a blue dragon, right? ?”

Wilmes suddenly raised his head, a playful expression appearing on his huge head.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. Since I absorbed all the power of the Dragon Transformation Glove, the injured old blue dragon including life, magic, and even soul has become my property. Why do I suddenly want to ask this?"

"Then why do you never use it?" Wilmes continued to ask.

"Maybe I'm not used to it. After all, as a dragon, it is a very common behavior to use sharp teeth to bite the target. Unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't want to bite it and let my mouth be filled with the smell of blood. And I control the wings at the same time. , claws and tail, they always feel a bit awkward to me." Zuo Si explained while touching his chin.

Obviously, transforming into an old blue dragon is undoubtedly a very powerful ability.

After all, the [Transformation Dragon] in the nine-ring magic is to transform oneself into a giant dragon.

Many druid transformation masters and powerful transformation-specialized mages are constantly researching and training in order to one day obtain similar abilities.

But the problem is that what Zuo Si swallowed was the vitality, magic and soul of the old blue dragon, but it did not include the memory and combat experience.

Therefore, one must undergo rigorous training to master the method of using the dragon's body to fight.

But he didn't have such time and energy.

"I can teach you." Wilmes offered.

"You?" Zuo Si looked up and down at this "silly dragon" whose actions were always faster than his brain, and sneered and shook his head. "Forget it. That kind of reckless fighting style doesn't suit me. And I never like to confront the enemy head-on, but rather find out the opponent's weaknesses and exploit them."

"No, you are wrong. That is not reckless, but a fighting style that has been repeatedly proven to be the simplest and most effective and suitable for dragons.

For real dragons, in addition to the flexible use of breath weapons, melee combat is nothing more than claw strikes, bites, dragon wing flapping and tail sweeps.

With its powerful strength and size advantages, other races simply cannot compete with it.

I suggest you find an opportunity to practice it, maybe it will come in handy when. "

As Wilmes spoke, he stuffed Huendal and the treasures in the dragon's nest into the portal leading to the underground of the mage tower, and followed him through.

After the portal was closed, Zuo Si said to himself with great interest: "Learn to adapt to the dragon's body and fighting style? Maybe I can try it some time. It might be a good experience. After all, dragons There are small claws on the wings, which allow you to wear more magic items and even use extra wands to attack in battle."

In this way, with the biggest gain of this trip, a rare treasure from the fire elemental plane, he quickly used teleportation magic to return to Mingtan Island.

After a ruthless purge, the island's residents have dropped sharply from more than 50,000 to less than 40,000.

Many residents whose families had died had a mixture of resentment and fear in their eyes.

You don't need to ask to know that these people are unsettling factors in society. As long as there is an opportunity, they will definitely start a riot and try to overthrow the rule established here in the Nelanthel Islands.

Therefore, Vanessa's solution was very simple and crude, which was to collectively ship the entire population of Mingtan Island and its surroundings and transport them to Luskan in the north, which was about to be occupied.

Then let them live with the residents of Luskan who will also be dissatisfied and resentful.

Not only that, the young and middle-aged males among these people will also be distributed weapons and become the first batch of puppet troops to land on the beach and occupy the city, instead of the Nelanthel Islands, attracting the hatred of the local residents of Luskan.

When two groups of people have sharp conflicts and opposition, Vanessa can use this to slowly tame them all through rewards and punishments like dog training.

After all, in a world like Faerûn, which is filled with magic, magic, and various supernatural powers, the resistance and hatred of civilians have never been important.

Even if they have no strength and break out into a large-scale uprising, they will soon be suppressed and massacred by the rulers who have absolute power.

See how chaotic Calimshan is able to maintain a cruel slavery system, and Luskan is able to engage in piracy, narcotics and slave trade under the siege of Silvermoon City, Waterdeep City and Neverwinter City. You will know the world. How powerless civilians are.

In the near future, a civil war breaks out among the red-robed wizards of Ser, turning this populous and very wealthy country into ruins, with less than one-tenth of the remaining living people.

Various undead have replaced living people and become the most numerous creatures in Ser.

As for those lucky ones who survived, they were protected by the church of Bane, the god of tyranny, as the seeds of faith.

Seeing these people dragging their families and being stuffed into the cabin of the ship docked in the harbor, Zuo Si asked expressionlessly: "How long will it take for this fleet to set off?"

"Two hours. Give me another two hours, and the fleet should be ready to set off. Right now, our main fleet has crossed the northern Sword Coast and is attacking the pirate stronghold entrenched in the Whalebone Islands. They are from Luskan. Traditional allies, the two sides are said to have signed a Captain's Alliance Treaty. Once the nail of the Whalebone Islands is pulled out, we can use it as a springboard to directly launch a general attack on Luskan."

Lich gave a general introduction to the progress of the war from the outbreak to the present, as well as the next plan.

Although he could have used that box to carry an army and parachute it into Luskan.

However, in order not to expose this trump card prematurely, he hesitated and decided to release the undead army that had been prepared when the fleet arrived in Luskan and launch a surprise attack on the tower of the Arcane Brotherhood.

"What about the Zhentarim? Aren't Mansong and Ximanmeng doing anything?" Zuo Si asked, narrowing his eyes.

Vanessa immediately shook her head: "No. The Zhentarim have been quite quiet recently.

I don't know if it is because of the civil strife that occurred not long ago, but even the intelligence collection activities in the Kingdoms of Amn and Tethyr have become quite slow.

In addition, as per your orders, Garniel and her concessions under our control have begun to launch an attack on the Zhentarim intelligence network.

The Zhentarim have so far not made any counterattacks.

Not even any members of the Inner Circle showed up.

I suspected that they probably knew something, so they kept silent consciously. "

“Always pay attention to the movements of the Zhentarim.

Don't take these guys lightly. If necessary, you can reveal some information to the Harper Alliance.

The best way to deal with a huge intelligence network is to have another equally huge intelligence network fight it.

Remember, our position is always neutral.

When those who claim to be good camp dare to cause trouble, we will cooperate with the evil side;

In the same way, if the evil party becomes the enemy, we will cooperate with the good party.

This kind of cooperation has nothing to do with camps or ideas, but only with interests. "

Zuo Si gave a straightforward set of guidelines for action.

Unlike Mordenkainen's neutral and balanced argument based on philosophy, the neutrality he insists on is actually based on interests.

Because in the continent of Faerûn, no matter whether you lean toward good or evil, order or chaos, you will inevitably become the unrelenting enemy of the other side.

But neutrality is different.

Neutrality means that you can win over and infiltrate, and you can become a potential ally.

As long as Zuo Si always keeps the organizations under his command neutral and implements some relatively enlightened policies to ensure that the civilians under his rule can live a better life, then he can maintain a certain degree of cooperation with both parties at the same time.

Even if there are occasional frictions and conflicts, it won't take long for everything to return to its original state.

Especially as the number of core members of the Arcane Society increases and its power becomes larger and larger, no one wants to see such an organization completely fall to the other side.

"Understood. Neither the Harper Alliance nor the Zhentarim are our allies, nor are they our enemies. I will try my best to grasp this scale and ensure that the interests of the organization will not be eroded by either party."

Vanessa put one hand on her chest and bowed deeply.

He became increasingly convinced that under the leadership of the young man in front of him, the entire organization would soon rise to become a force that cannot be ignored in Faerûn.

Two hours later, the fleet full of immigrants finally slowly left the harbor, hung with white canvas and headed towards Luskan in the north at full speed.

Although there was not even a single person from the Nelanthel Islands on these ships, no one dared to escape or organize a rebellion.

Because they understand that it is almost impossible to escape the pursuit of a terrifying red dragon on the endless sea.

Although Wilmes had returned to the Mage Tower after completing his mission, these people were frightened and did not dare to gamble with their own lives and those of their families.

Just as the fleet set sail, far to the east of Faerûn, in the vast plain sandwiched between the Sea of ​​Fallen Stars and the Endless Wilderness, was Ser, ruled by red-robed wizards.

Due to the snow water flowing from the Far North Glacier Mountains in the north of the huge country, three freshwater lakes with abundant water resources, Asen Lake, Mosantir Lake and Serram Cypress Lake, were eventually formed, as well as the connection between the three There are lakes of all sizes and rivers that crisscross the country, and these rivers provide natural convenience for agricultural production and irrigation, so they are very suitable for the development of agriculture and animal husbandry.

In addition, the red-robed wizards are good at using magic to manipulate the climate, and use a large number of undead laborers who are free and do not need to rest or eat, so the country's agricultural output ranks first in the entire Faerûn continent.

Except for Halua, which is also the country of mages, no other country or region can compare with it.

As for the negative energy erosion of land and environment problems caused by the use of undead, generally speaking, there is no need to worry at all.

Because just direct sunlight every day can completely remove this negligible amount of negative energy without leaving even a tiny bit of residue.

At this moment, as the chief of the Necromancer Faction of Red Robe Wizards, and also the longest-living, highest-level spellcasting and most powerful magician in the entire organization, Sazastan was standing on the balcony on the top of his mage tower. Looking at the golden waves of wheat outside the city, there is a melancholy atmosphere all over my body.

If they don’t really know him personally, many people may even think that he is a knowledgeable, wise, polite and kind scholar just based on the impression of the first meeting.

Yes!

You heard it right!

This evaluation was not given by anyone else, but by Elminster himself.

But as long as they get along for a long time, anyone can detect the coldness, insidiousness and cunning revealed in this guy's bones.

Most importantly, Sazhastan is able to face failure and respect all those who thwart his plans.

This is in sharp contrast to the other chiefs of red-robed wizards who only hold each other back and shirk their responsibilities.

He believes that life is a great game, just like playing chess, one needs to look forward and backward, strategize, carefully calculate every detail, and ultimately win undisputedly.

As we all know, a good chess player needs an equally good opponent to highlight his value.

Therefore, Sazastan attaches great importance to the voters of the Magic Goddess who are enemies of him, and at the same time enjoys the process.

Especially the Storm Queen Xinbu, who repeatedly shattered Serge's external expansion plans, gave him a complicated feeling of love and hate.

For a long time, this lich even had the illusion that he had the same disease as the great arcanist Ovo, and was deeply obsessed with a chosen one of the goddess of magic.

But later Sazhastan discovered that it was not love or other emotions extending from physical impulses, but the sympathy between opponents.

Just when the legendary lich was thinking about how to bring the other chiefs under his control, an assistant suddenly walked in from the outside in a hurry and reported in a slightly low tone: "Dear Chief, Your Excellency , there was a problem in several of our concessions on the west coast. I don’t know what happened, but they suddenly started frantically attacking the Zhentarim’s intelligence network.”

"Oh? Who is the person in charge of these concessions?" Sazastan asked without looking back.

"It's Garnier. She used to be the apprentice of the chief of the illusion department, but due to her poor qualifications she was unable to be promoted to Tour de France instructor, so she took the initiative to apply to be transferred to the west coast far away from the center of power to be responsible for developing concessions and ensuring trade.

Since taking office, Garnier has actively promoted cooperation with the Arcane Brotherhood, and has also used the internal struggles of Baldur's Gate to successfully insert our forces.

It can be said that she has indeed done quite well in terms of development.

The profits turned in every year alone have almost doubled compared to before.

As for her private life, this woman has an unclear relationship with a young mage named Bandar, and she secretly sends a sum of money to the latter almost every month.

A friend of Bandar once revealed privately that he witnessed the two entering a hotel room.

In addition, Garnier has a younger brother and two younger sisters.

She is actively engaging in private transactions to marry one of her sisters to Kuhler, who was recently promoted to Tour de France instructor. "

With his powerful intelligence-gathering capabilities, the assistant straightforwardly revealed all of Garnier's information.

Obviously, in the eyes of these chiefs at the top of the red-robed wizard organization, those who sit in relatively important positions have no secrets at all.

If necessary, they can even know which lover the other person had a secret tryst with tonight and what topics they talked about during the meeting.

"You mean... this Garnier ordered the concession to attack the Zhentarim's intelligence network?" Sazastan revealed a little interest in his tone.

The assistant hurriedly explained: "No, I mean, she may have been captured by the enemy or even controlled by charm.

Just a few days ago, I just received a piece of information that said Luskan, controlled by the Arcane Brotherhood, was plotting to launch a war against the recently rising power of Nelanthel Islands.

Garnier has a deep connection with the Arcane Brotherhood, so there is no guarantee that she will not make some more radical moves. "

Sazastan nodded thoughtfully and continued to ask: "Who controls the Nelanser Islands now?"

"A spellcaster organization called the Arcane Society. The main members are suspected to be high-level mages who have just been transformed into lichs. Their leader is called Soth. It is said that he comes from another world and is Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease. The electorate. However, there is a recent rumor that he was also favored by the goddess of magic and was given the famous silver fire."

It has to be said that the red robe wizard is no weaker than the Zhentarim in intelligence gathering.

Concessions and strongholds scattered throughout major towns across the continent can play a very good intelligence gathering function.

Coupled with the fact that magic can be used for ultra-long distance transmission, the most important information can be obtained almost immediately.

"Thos...the double elect...is interesting."

Sazastan repeated a few words he thought were the most important in a low voice, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

A full minute passed before he whispered: "Keep an eye on every move of the Chief of the Illusion Department and Aznar Sruel. If they make any big moves, notify me immediately. This may be a chance."

"Don't you want to..."

The assistant seemed to have guessed something, and his expression suddenly became extremely nervous.

You must know that the internal fighting among red-robed wizards is no less dangerous and bloody than that of the Arcane Brotherhood.

Moreover, the red-robed wizard does not have a clear top leader, and usually relies on the vote of the chief joint council to discuss and deal with various major events.

Therefore, once the chiefs go to full-scale war, it means that the entire country will fall into inevitable civil strife and turmoil.

Of course, the chiefs of the past generations are also very aware of this, so they have always tried their best to avoid public conflicts and at least maintain a superficial cooperative relationship.

But if anyone dares to break this taboo, the consequences will be absolutely disastrous.

But Sazastan, who had been trying to gather power, didn't care about this and responded casually: "Don't worry, I will grasp the scale. As for the result, it depends on whether this son of the plague has enough power."

"Understood, I will immediately mobilize manpower to monitor the situation 24 hours a day."

The assistant bowed quickly and turned away.

When he was completely gone, Sazastan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a half-smile tone: "Don't blame me, Aznar Srul. If you blame me, blame yourself for giving this opportunity to me. Go on. I am tired of playing political games with you all day long. The whole of Serge needs to be under the rule of a powerful person to achieve greater goals, rather than suffering the humiliation caused by failure again and again."

There is no doubt that the impact of the Red Wizards' attacks on the Zhentarim from their concessions and strongholds was not limited to this.

It also had many ripple effects.

For example, the Harper alliance, which has been in love and murder with the Zhentarim, took advantage of the chaos and got involved.

Many mages from the Chaos camp simply put on red robes, disguised themselves as red-robed wizards, and launched fierce attacks on Zhentarim strongholds in other areas.

In just a dozen hours, Xi Manmeng, who was in charge of running the dark intelligence network, received one urgent letter asking for help, so much so that he didn't know how to react.

Maybe others didn't know what happened, but he knew it clearly and understood that this was Zuo Si's conspiracy.

If the Zhentarim turn a blind eye to this unprovoked attack, the hearts of the people below will inevitably disperse, and the team will be difficult to lead.

Especially after having just experienced the rebellion and purge launched by the Cyric Church, many people were already mentally nervous and might just abandon the mess and run away.

But if he responded, he would definitely turn against the red-robed wizard, which would be equivalent to fulfilling Zuo Si's wishes.

Just as Ximanmeng was in a dilemma, a dwarf thief suddenly ran in from outside, placed a letter daubed with a symbol of emergency on the table, and then left without saying a word.

No hesitation!

Don’t dare to have any hesitation!

Xi Manmeng immediately opened the seal and read the contents inside. After taking a few glances, he stood up from his seat and shouted loudly: "A rebellion broke out within the Arcane Brotherhood? In this kind of situation? When? Are they...are they crazy? Or do these idiots simply don’t understand their situation? "

In fact, just when this letter was delivered to him, in the high tower of the Luskan Arcane Brotherhood, the four tower masters from the east, west, north, and south, as well as four other high-level mages who participated in the conspiracy, moved with lightning speed. His speed killed Arkham Grace's top aide.

Because the old mage was hiding in his room at the time, trying to transform himself into a lich, he was unaware of the murder.

By the time he reacted, the rebels had already rushed in with the rune stones they found from his assistants, starting with the seven-ring necromancy magic - the Finger of Death.

You must know that Akram Grace's body has already aged to the point of death, so his Fortitude save is very poor. Using this instant-death magic has a high probability of killing him instantly.

But unfortunately, a piece of protective magic equipment he was wearing saved his life at a critical moment.

The old man screamed and spurted out a large amount of black blood from his mouth and nose. His face was so pale that it was full of wrinkles and age spots, almost indistinguishable from a dead person.

"Why... why? Why did you betray me!"

Akram Grace instantly activated all protective spells and roared like crazy.

He simply couldn't believe that the conspiracy that he thought was only being hatched by one or two people was actually being united by everyone.

Is his management style and rule so unpopular?

Or are these guys too greedy and not satisfied with the power and status they have now?

"Betrayal? Weren't you the one who made the first move? Do you know what kind of enemies our fleet encountered? A group of archmages who can summon the ancient dragon turtle! If we hadn't run fast, we would have sunk into the sea with the fleet long ago. Feed the fish." The Lord of the North Tower retorted sharply.

"That's right! Don't let the evil ones complain first. If you didn't want to eradicate us, how could we unite. Arkham Grace, as the leader of the Arcane Brotherhood and the true ruler of Luskan Your days are over. Now, get ready to die. You are going to die anyway, sooner or later makes no difference."

After saying that, the Lord of the South Tower began to chant a spell and prepared to kill the opponent in one fell swoop.

Because he knew Arkham Grace was dangerous, he showed no mercy at all.

Otherwise, if this guy succeeds in transforming into a lich, he will be the unlucky one.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four. No matter how arrogant Akram Grace is, he doesn't think he can withstand the siege of eight high-level mages.

What's more, the gap in spellcasting level between him and the four tower masters is not big. Even if he relies on the power of the mage tower, he can barely resist for a period of time, and his defeat will inevitably be inevitable in the end.

So before the other party could complete the spell, the insidious old mage dragged his seriously injured and dying body and directly activated the teleportation device hidden in the books behind him.

The next second...

The dazzling arcane light engulfed him, and then the whole person disappeared without a trace.

Just when the tower owners chased after them and tried to kill them all, they suddenly discovered that the transmission device was actually disposable and was completely destroyed after use.

They had no way of knowing where Akram Grace had fled.

But considering that the old man was seriously injured and his life was about to expire, he didn't pay too much attention to it and soon fell into the vortex of fighting for power.

After all, the position of leader of the Arcane Brotherhood is now vacant, and someone must take it.