A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Master, are you planning to send these Saluk witches to Azeroth?"

After watching the Earth Prophet Asindo disappear, Chromie immediately approached with curiosity and asked.

Zuo Si stretched out his hand and touched the bronze dragon, who always liked to show off as a white-haired dwarf lolita, and replied with a smile: "That's right.

Don't you think that Un'Goro Crater and Sholazar Basin are simply the most ideal homes for these witch pythons?

These two places were originally biological testing grounds for the Titan Guardians. They have always maintained a high temperature, hot, and humid environment, which is exactly the same as the Faerun continent in the Thunder Era tens of thousands of years ago.

Since I have defeated all the Titan Guardians, the creatures in this area that have been interfered by the Creator for a long time will inevitably face natural evolution and even out-of-control situations.

If there are spillover effects, it may have a fatal impact on the ecology of the entire planet.

So if these witches can become good monitors and managers.

Most importantly, the ley line of Azeroth that I weave requires a highly developed magical race for constant testing.

Although the high elves and the human magical kingdom of Dalaran already have a somewhat similar prototype, their development speed is too slow. I don't have hundreds or even thousands of years to wait slowly.

Therefore, letting the Saluk Wuhui survivors become the best choice.

In particular, the remnants of the Istosefifer Empire, headed by Earth Prophet Arcindor, should still retain many of the magical achievements of the [Betis] organization and the entire Netheril era.

These complex knowledge and technologies will become the best tools for testing the Leyline of Azeroth.

What's more, do you think the magic network on the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located has been so complicated and orderly from the beginning?

No!

The original magic network was just chaotic energy born from the battle between the two goddesses of light and darkness.

It was the rise of mortals and the birth and destruction of magical civilizations one after another that finally evolved into what it is today through continuous improvement.

In the same way, Azeroth's Magic Network also requires countless users to constantly try and discover loopholes and deficiencies.

Moreover, the arrival of the shaman will also bring derivative creatures such as lizardmen, snakemen, and naga, which can greatly enrich the types of intelligent creatures in Azeroth and speed up the awakening of the star soul.

Oh, by the way, the Nagas in Faerûn are not the Nagas in Azeroth that were twisted from the Highborne.

Rather, it is a powerful intelligent creature with a body as huge as a python and a human head. "

"I see, I think I understand your intention."

Chromie looked thoughtful.

She knew very well that since the order established by the Titans in Azeroth completely collapsed, her master had been trying to influence and control the star soul.

The ultimate expression of this influence and control is the establishment of the Magic Network.

Unlike the magic network formed by the energy on the surface of the planet controlled by the Blue Dragon King Malygos, the magic network established by Zuo Si is directly connected to the star soul in the deepest part of the planet.

In other words, through a complex system with the star soul as the center, a rule is established to control all the forces within the planet.

Since the underlying operating logic of the rules originates from the will of the creator, this means that creatures on Azeroth must understand and agree with it from the bottom of their hearts if they want to use magic, and then continue to have an impact on the star soul. .

Over time, the star soul will inevitably gradually change into the shape of Zuo Si with the passage of time and the popularity of the magic network. Even if it finally awakens, it will only obey his orders.

After thinking about this, Chromie pointed to the sundial, time crystal and bone hourglass on the ground and asked: "What are you going to do with these things?"

"It's very simple. I plan to use them to strengthen the power of time that I have. But this requires the help of a treasure from another universe, which is the time stone. Let's go, let's quickly finish the rest of this matter. .”

After that, Zuo Si raised his hand and directly made three time-related artifacts into planeswalker cards, and then activated the teleportation magic to take Chromie and disappear.

Just a second later, the two appeared in the open space near the cemetery in Neverwinter City.

Like all large towns in Faerûn, the cemeteries here are built within the city and have dedicated personnel to patrol and manage them.

The reason for this is because if the corpse is buried outside the city and left unattended, it will most likely become a paradise for necromancers, evil camp priests and various undead creatures.

Therefore, in order to avoid this situation, even if they know that doing so will occupy a lot of space in the city, they will still choose to set aside a special area for burying the dead.

Usually, cemeteries are managed by the Church of Death.

However, because Melkor, the second-generation god of death, was too indulgent in awakening the undead, and his successor Cyric was a lunatic, the church of the guarding god Helm has always been responsible for the cemetery in Neverwinter.

During the magical plague that broke out in Neverwinter, this was the secret base where Deszell and his followers spread the plague.

However, as his identity was exposed and he fled, all the cultists gathered here have been killed. Now a statue of the new god of death, Kelanvor, has been erected, and it is clear at a glance that his church has taken over.

After all, as a lawful neutral god with a slight tendency towards good, Kelanvor can almost be said to be the most friendly death god to mortals in the history of Faerûn.

Not only did he fulfill his duties to protect the souls of the deceased, but he also required his priests to preach the truth about death, eliminate people's fear and resistance to death, and complete the journey of life in a relatively calm and decent way. a paragraph.

If there were to be a divine selection of "respect for one's job and love for one's work" in Faerûn, Kelanvor would definitely be among the top three.

Just when Chromie looked around with curious eyes, not quite understanding why his master suddenly came to such a place, he suddenly saw two figures in the distance engaged in a fierce battle.

The energy released by one of the guys waving his cane instantly blew apart a magnificent tomb built specifically for a certain noble family.

The stone coffin placed inside cracked on the spot, and the remains of the ancestors were torn apart during the magical explosion, and some were simply blown into bone powder.

Just before Chromie had time to figure out what was going on, the guy who blew up the tomb directly released powerful necromancy magic with a wave of his hand.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of skeletons and zombies with a lot of rotten flesh crawled out of the soil and coffins one by one. They were so densely packed that they were hard to count.

However, his opponent was obviously not a vegetarian. He suddenly raised the flaming giant sword in his hand, rounded it, and swung it hard.

boom! ! ! ! !

The dazzling red flames swept everything within a radius of more than one hundred meters on the spot.

Both zombies and skeletons fell in pieces, especially the former which gave off a disgusting smell after being burned.

"Deszel! Just accept your death! You can't run away this time!"

Accompanied by a familiar voice, Aribes's figure slowly walked out of the flames, her eyes flashing with a frightening red light, and a delicate pattern extending from her forehead and cheeks to her neck, which looked like it was beating. Like a burning flame.

Anyone who has some knowledge of planes can feel the power of hell surging in her body at this moment.

Obviously, the two of them fought all the way from the city center near the Neverwinter Castle to this most remote corner.

There were countless houses and buildings destroyed by the aftermath of the battle along the way, and the blazing flames were the best evidence.

"Hmph! Don't think you're sure to win! As long as the golem is still there, don't even think about getting close to me easily."

Deszell instantly activated the power spell rune on the top of his cane, teleporting the bulky golem that was still chasing him in the distance directly to him.

It was precisely because of this perfect structure that was completely immune to physical and magical attacks that he was able to withstand Aribes' pursuit for such a long time.

Otherwise, given the absolute disparity in strength between the two sides, a head-on confrontation would end in a minute or two at most.

Seeing this difficult golem that could not be beaten or shaken off once again stood in front of her, Aribes immediately frowned.

Although the attack method of this golem is purely physical, so the threat it can pose in actual combat is very limited, but as a human shield it is absolutely superb.

She almost cut off Deszell's head several times, but failed in the end because of the interference of the golem.

Just as Aribes was racking his brains trying to find a way to get around the golem, Zuo Si finally slowly walked out of the dark shadows and asked in a half-joking tone: "Dear lady, you seem to have encountered a little trouble. Little trouble needs help, doesn’t it?”

moment!

The Dark Guard, who was still struggling one second, showed uncontrollable ecstasy the next second. He left Deszell behind and rushed forward like a little woman in love, giving him a passionate kiss, and his breathing became tense as a result. As he became more anxious, he looked as if he was about to take off his armor and stage a restricted action blockbuster.

By coincidence, Vanswijk, who was rushing over to support him, hit him right at this scene, causing his originally very pale face to become devoid of any blood, and the hand holding the weapon was trembling uncontrollably. .

After all, it was one thing to hear it before, but it's another thing to see it with your own eyes now.

You must know that since the engagement was made, he has not even held his fiancée's hand.

But now, Aribes has taken the initiative to throw herself into the arms of another man. Judging from the degree of intimacy, she has probably done everything she can, including the pregnancy mentioned before, which should be true.

After all, the kind of infatuation that comes from deep within cannot be faked.

But the problem is that Vanswijk has no qualifications to accuse his fiancée.

The reason is that he was the one who cheated first in the relationship.

Why exactly is this happening?

What to do next?

Should we continue to endure this marriage, which is filled with only hatred and revenge, until Aribes decides that she has suffered enough punishment?

Vanswijk, who had no opinion to begin with, fell into pain and entanglement, as if he was radiating dazzling emerald green light from head to toe.

What's even worse is that he doesn't care whether he leaves now or not. He is just like a clown standing in the spotlight.

Aribes had obviously noticed her fiancé, and there was a hint of revengeful pleasure in her eyes. She deliberately raised her palms to caress Zuo Si's chest and abdominal muscles through her clothes, like a hungry sex demon, while using her seductive words He licked his lips and asked: "Great Dark Lord, why are you here suddenly? Is it because you miss the wonderful time we spent together not long ago? Or is it that you need my special service."

"Haha, no, none of that. I'm here to help you deal with that golem."

Zuo Si raised his arm and gently traced it across the beautiful half-elf's face, extending down to her neck and chest.

The latter also cooperated very well and used the control of the red gem to remove the armor in front, revealing the rolling curves inside.

At this moment, he finally understood why so many people liked being a tauren.

The excitement brought by plundering and occupying something that does not belong to you, as well as the wonderful expressions and inner changes on the owner's face, are really not something you can get from a normal relationship.

Similarly, Aribes was extremely excited due to the presence of her fiancé. In just a few seconds, her neck and cheeks began to become congested, and her skin became abnormally flushed. Her whole body was covered with blood. Exudes a strong hormonal scent.

The more she behaves like this, the worse Vanswijk's mental state becomes. The whole person is suffering a huge double blow physically and psychologically. Every action and detail of the two people's sex has begun to appear in his mind. .

I have to say that this scene was a bit too hellish, and even Deszell on the side was dumbfounded.

As one of the religious leaders of Neverwinter, he has undoubtedly known Erebes for a long time and knows how conservative this paladin of Tyr is in matters between men and women.

At banquets held by the upper class in Neverwinter, many nobles had publicly pursued her.

But the result is often that they are rejected mercilessly before they even have time to finish the sweet words they prepared.

Even Vanswijk's fiancé only softened his language and attitude slightly and became less serious.

As for dating, shopping, eating, watching theater performances, etc. like ordinary men and women, it is basically a fantasy.

Most of the communication between the two revolves around their shared beliefs and work serving Neverwinter.

But now?

Aribes, who had fallen into the position of Dark Guard, had simply turned around completely. The strong desire and lust revealed in her eyes were even hungrier than those of noble ladies who often had affairs.

So much so that Deszell wondered whether the woman in front of him had been succumbed to a succubus or a desire demon.

Otherwise, is it really possible for a person's personality to undergo such a huge reversal?

Just when the atmosphere at the scene became more and more delicate, and Vanswijk could not help but secretly wipe away tears, a big hand suddenly placed on his shoulder from behind.

He turned his head sharply and saw a very familiar face. He immediately fell into the other person's arms and cried bitterly.

Obviously, it was none other than Albus Dumbledore who had just returned from the underground city.

It has to be said that the appearance of the principal directly made the already complicated relationship more complicated, and the atmosphere became increasingly weird.

Because this makes the originally simple one-sided tauren plot gradually develop in the direction of mutual tauren.

Especially Zuo Si and Dumbledore, two old men next door, actually met victoriously in a place like this.

When Aribes saw her fiancé and her cheating lover hugging each other and making love to each other, she was immediately furious. She hugged Zuo Si's neck tightly and pressed her whole body against him.

"Cough cough cough——"

In order to avoid directly performing the content of the Eighteen Bans, Zuo Si coughed decisively twice and gently pushed Aribes away, aiming at the golem and releasing the power of sparks.

Just a second later, the huge metal golem guarding Deszell turned into a summoned creature card in his hand.

Although it is possible to use magical means to destroy this golem or become its master it is not easy.

But under the crushing force from a higher level, this golem instantly became the property of the planeswalker.

After all this was done, Zuo Si winked at his lover.

Aribes understood it instantly, and in an instant she let the black armor wrap her body again, wielding the flaming giant sword, and rushed forward to chop off Deszel's head while he was stunned.

At this point, the crisis in Neverwinter City has finally been completely resolved.

Dumbledore took the opportunity to comfort the injured Vanswijk a little, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "My mission is completed, right?"

"Yes, it won't be long before your old friend comes to this world."

Zuo Si gave a straightforward affirmative answer.

After all, there are so many people traveling through Faerûn from all walks of life, including Gellert Grindelwald.

"So I'm free now? Can I do whatever I want?" Dumbledore asked tentatively again.

Zuo Si smiled and responded: "Of course, you are always free and can do whatever you want. But please be careful, because the gods in this world and the forces from the outer planes are quite dangerous. .”

"Thanks for reminding me, I already have a deep understanding of this."

After that, Dumbledore took the heartbroken Vanswijk and turned around and left, planning to find a hotel room and help the elf priest get over his sadness and become happy.

After the two figures disappeared into the night, Aribes asked curiously: "Who is that old man? It sounds like you have a little respect for him?"

"He was the principal of a magic school I once attended, and he gave me some help. Apart from his sexual orientation, he was actually a pretty good person."

Zuo Si picked up the long staff that fell on the ground and observed the power spell on the top with interest.

This thing was originally the key used by Lizardman Queen Mosala to open the seal, and could control the energy stone to a certain extent.

But now it has been transformed into a legendary equipment used to strengthen necromancy and conjuration magic.

The reason why Deszel can summon the golem and make it obey his orders is because of this thing.

"You mean...he has always been only interested in men?"

Aribes' eyes widened with an expression of disbelief on her face.

Zuo Si burst into laughter instantly.

"Ha ha ha ha!

What, is this weird?

In fact, in another world, the principal had an old lover whom he had been in love with for eighty years.

The reason why he came to Neverwinter City to deal with the affairs of the creator race was to obtain an invitation letter to Faerûn for his old lover.

I am really looking forward to how Dumbledore will handle the relationship between the three.

If he could really open up a harem full of lovers in this world, he might be valued by the fire-haired lady and promoted to become a chosen one, or he might even be promoted from a mortal to a god of gay love.

After all, anything can happen in this magical land. "

There is no doubt that Zuo Si always had a fun-loving attitude towards Dumbledore's adventurous life in Faerûn and never interfered in any way from beginning to end.

Especially after the sparks sparked with Vanswijk, the scene he was most looking forward to was the arrival of Gellert Grindelwald.

You must know that this wizard who once caused huge waves in the earth's magic world is not a good person.

I don’t know where Dumbledore got the confidence to make Gellert Grindelwald accept that Vanswijk was sandwiched between the two.

Could it be said that he has systematically developed the elf priest and made it replaceable?

In that case, it is really possible for Vanswijk to be sandwiched between the two and become a lubricant to ease the conflict.

Just when Zuo Si was thinking about how this matter would develop, he suddenly felt his ear being lightly bitten, followed by the whisper of Aribes in his ear.

"Are you interested in coming to my home?"

"Your home?"

Zuo Si asked in surprise.

Because he always thought that paladins basically lived in temples or knights' dormitories.

At least that was the case in Port Calim and Askatra, the two most important cities in the empire.

Among them, Askatra has the Knights of the Fiery Heart, and Calimport has the Three Holy Knights jointly formed by Tyr, the God of Justice, Ilmat, the God of Suffering, and Thom Church, the God of Loyalty and Courage.

Unless they marry and start a family, a paladin spends most of his time with like-minded brothers and sisters.

They constantly encourage and support each other to strengthen their beliefs and will to resist the powerful evil.

In the empire's judicial system, paladins played functions similar to prosecution, supervision, and specialized in handling serious criminal cases. They were the most hated group of people in the bureaucracy.

Because once you are targeted by them, whether it is corruption, bribery or power-seeking, it will be quickly exposed.

After all, in this world filled with magical power, even lies can be detected, not to mention that memories and thoughts can be directly read.

“It didn’t happen before.

But am I not going to have a wedding with Vanswijk?

Of course there is a need for a house.

Moreover, the interior has just been renovated, and no one has lived in it yet.

I hope that before the wedding, I can leave your scent and mark on the soft big bed inside. "

When she said these words, Aribes had a smile of great excitement, evil and anticipation on her face.

For such an invitation, Zuo Si, who had already become a tauren, naturally would not refuse. He left Chromie directly and came to the two-story building in the center of the city.

Just like the description, this is a house in a prime location near the gardens of Neverwinter City. The entire house is made entirely of high-quality wood from the Neverwinter Forest.

Not only are the floors and carpets laid, but even the plants in the room have been carefully taken care of by druids, either intentionally or unintentionally, giving the overall feeling of greenery.

Aribes, who could no longer bear it any longer, took off her armor and all her clothes, took out a white dress from the cabinet that symbolized purity for the wedding, put it on, pursed her lips and asked, "What do you think of me now?"

"Great! There is a kind of sexiness and temptation exuded after the fall of holiness."

Zuo Si touched his chin and gave his own evaluation.

"In that case, what are you waiting for?"

With that said, Aribes walked closer and hugged Zuo Si's neck, stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear: "Compared to human beings, I actually prefer your devil form."

"As you wish, my lady."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si's body suddenly began to expand, and in just a few seconds, he turned into a ferocious and terrifying Prince of Hell.

Feeling the frightening strong body and the evil aura emanating once again, the wildness in Aribes's heart was completely ignited, and she soon hugged her like an octopus and began to perform the drama of Beauty and the Beast.

At almost the same time, on the second floor of a hotel not far away, Vanswijk and Dumbledore were doing almost the same thing.

It is conceivable that if the wedding between the two finally takes place and they start a family, their married life will definitely be quite explosive.

In addition, as the entire situation calmed down, the imperial army finally entered the city under the command of General Taylor and began to quell the chaos, using thunder to forcibly kill all the thugs who took advantage of the situation.

By the time the sun rose above the horizon, everything had returned to normal, as if the disaster last night didn't exist at all.

But only those who are careful will discover that all the nobles and wealthy businessmen in the city who originally supported Lord Nasir died in the chaos, leaving only the families who were willing to integrate into the empire and support the empire's full rule, intact.

The Nine Guards of Neverwinter, which were specially established to protect Lord Nasir, suffered heavy casualties and were immediately abolished.

After several hours of passion, Aribes, who had exhausted all her energy, was lying on the bed dripping with sweat, letting her wet hair stick to her back and face, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Nasir The lord is not dead yet. His being alive could be a huge danger and trouble to me."

"Don't worry, someone will take care of it for you."

Zuo Si had returned to human form at this moment, standing in front of the bedroom window and watching the men and women quarreling fiercely at the gate of Neverwinter Castle.

They are the nine members of Neverwinter who survived the fierce battle last night.

But now there are only four left, and the remaining five have died in the battle.

Obviously, there was only one issue they were debating, and that was whether to stay and be loyal to the new lord Erebes, or to leave to find the missing Lord Nasir.

"Will someone take care of it for me?"

Aribes raised her head with a puzzled expression.

Zuo Si turned around and nodded with a smile: "That's right. Don't you think that I have no other power in the North besides my superficial power? Have you heard of the name Kurremos? ?”

"Culremos? King of the Glacier! Damn it! Could he be your subordinate too?"

Aribes's eyes widened in disbelief.

As the top dragon that quickly emerged in the Northland after the death of the Roaring Dragon Klaus and replaced the former's ecological niche, it was certainly impossible for her not to have heard of this name.

After all, the number of white dragons crawling at the feet of Kurremos alone has reached more than three digits. In addition, there are dragons of other colors and types, as well as thousands of frost giants and other monsters. tribe.

It's just that this dragon king doesn't like to cause destruction everywhere like other evil dragons, and he rarely does public activities, so most ordinary people don't know his existence at all.

But for the towns in the North, this is undoubtedly a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, and they don't know when it will suddenly fall.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right.

If nothing else, Kurremos has now begun to deal with the aftermath.

Don't worry, neither Lord Nasir nor the retreating monster tribes will survive.

Because only when they are all dead will the Northland completely become the Northland of the Empire.

If you encounter any enemies in Neverwinter that you don't want to eliminate personally, you can say hello directly to them in the future. "

After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand in a mischievous manner and spanked Aribes's butt hard, causing the latter to scream first and then laugh happily.

…

Just as calm was gradually returning to Neverwinter City, far away in the Neverwinter Forest, the recently withdrawn Savage Alliance forces were experiencing an unprecedented massacre.

Whether they are gnolls, hobgoblins, ogres, trolls, giants, barbarians among humans, or winter wolves, wargs and other extremely intelligent beasts, they are all being attacked by a man with a biting chill all over his body. Huge monsters hunt.

All creatures killed by it will be quickly transformed into undead in a very short time, even giant dragons are no exception.

What's even more deadly is that the frost giants killed by it will turn into similar creatures with the same abilities.

With this snowball-like growth, an army of tens of thousands of undead quickly took shape.

In particular, several transformed dragons can spray deadly breath from the air to massacre the fleeing monsters.

The Neverwinter Forest, which had always been green due to the influence of the energy stone, actually had a large area completely covered in white frost, and even a thick layer of ice had condensed on the surface of the nearby river.

"Master, it seems that the creature you created with magic is more powerful than expected. Especially after it reaches a large scale, unless a high-level or even legendary caster takes action, it is difficult for ordinary spells to have any effect on it."

A human mage, whose whole body was wrapped in a black burqa, became extremely excited after seeing this scene, and quickly lowered his head to flatter his master who was close at hand.

But Kurremos waved his hand indifferently: "No, this is not my credit.

It's the inspiration brought by the creature called the White Walker.

All I did was magically fuse their blood with the Frost Giants.

The most important thing is that this transformation is not safe, and the failure rate is much higher than expected.

By the way, where is Lord Nasir?

Bring him here, it's time to end this farce. "

"Please wait!"

The human mage bent down and bowed, then winked at his subordinate not far away.

The latter understood immediately, and after a while he dragged the dying Lord Nasir over with only half his life left.

His appearance undoubtedly means that the stronghold established by Deszel deep in the Neverwinter Forest has been destroyed.

To be precise, the little secret actions of Deszel and Magrim have been under the surveillance of Culremus from the beginning.

After all, after Zuo Si divided the sphere of influence, he handed over the forests, wilderness and mountains of the North to this "filial dragon".

And Korremus did not live up to his expectations. In just a few years, it continued to expand its power, and it seemed to have surpassed the Zhentarim and became the most powerful dark force in this land.

"Are you the Glacier King?"

Lord Nasir raised his head and stared at the giant dragon exuding evil aura in front of him, with shock and surprise on his face.

Because he originally thought that the Glacier King should be a white dragon.

After all, the other party controls so many white dragons, and they still live in such a cold extreme north.

Kurremos smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's me.

Nice to meet you, Lord Nasir of Neverwinter.

Oh, I almost forgot to add the prefix.

Because Ms. Aribes is now in charge of the city of Neverwinter. "

"So you colluded with Aribes? She asked you to kill me to avoid any further trouble?"

Lord Nasir's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

But it’s no wonder.

Aribes was trained and promoted by him, so it would not be easy to be betrayed by the person he trusted the most.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I have never met Ms. Aribes, and we have no contact at all. The reason why you must die has nothing to do with her, but the order given by the master."

Kurremos obviously liked this feeling of playing with the captives, and a dragon claw from deep shook it gently in front of the other party.

"Owner?!"

Lord Nasir keenly grasped a key word.

"Yes Master.

To tell you the truth, both I and Wilmes, the newly rising red dragon queen in the south, actually obey the orders of the great master Soth.

Yes, that is His Majesty the Emperor of the West Coast Empire.

Of course, he was not an emperor at that time, let alone established an empire.

Do you know what is the biggest difference between ordinary tyrants, careerists, rulers and masters?

In this world, most people take one step at a time and see one step at a time. Those who can take one step at a time and see two or three steps at a time can already be regarded as smart people.

And those who can take one step and see a dozen steps in the future are regarded as wise men or prophets.

But the owner is different.

He saw further and began to make secret plans a long time ago, placing pieces one after another in those neglected corners or places where others could not see.

By the time others began to notice something was wrong, these chess pieces or seeds had already taken root and sprouted into towering trees.

At that time, he himself will be able to easily achieve the set goal without exerting much effort.

This is a gap in structure, and it is also a height that people like you can never reach. "

Kurremos slightly opened his arms in front of him, his tone revealing unabashed enthusiasm and admiration.

Although he was forced to bow to Zuo Si at the beginning.

But as the latter's power continues to improve and expand, he has gradually changed from a enslaved person to a beneficiary who can enjoy huge conveniences and benefits.

The differences and changes in identity between the two will naturally lead to changes in mentality.

What's more, they are both in the evil camp and have basically the same views and opinions on many issues.

So gradually, Kurremus became a die-hard fan of Zuo Si and even began to worship him as a god.

Every once in a while, he would secretly leave the continent of Faerûn and go to the laboratory in Jinji Towers to work on some rare and interesting new things.

Compared with many local dragons who are still obsessed with territory, treasure and fame, this guy has expanded his horizons to the entire multiverse.

"What! Are you saying that this is all Soth's conspiracy?"

Lord Nasir's pupils suddenly dilated, and his expression became extremely ugly.

Kurremus sneered and mocked: “Idiot!

Do you think the master will be as stupid as you?

No, he will not do this kind of behavior to give people political leverage.

The truth is that the lizard people who call themselves the creator race planned this conspiracy, and some evil gods and demon lords were also involved.

The master just took advantage of their plan a little bit in turn.

In the future, Neverwinter will be like Luskan. It will become extremely prosperous under the rule of the empire, and people's living standards will also be greatly improved.

As for you, the remnants of the old era, withdraw from the stage of history right here. "

The words have not yet been spoken!

A dazzling green light hit Lord Nasir directly in the chest.

Just for a moment!

His body turned into green dust and dispersed in the wind.

You don't need to ask to know that Kurremos used a dissociation technique to kill this important political figure in the North, and there was not even a trace of corpse left.

The mage who stood aside and watched the whole process immediately approached and asked cautiously: "Great King of Glaciers, what are we going to do next? Continue to hunt down the migrating orcs?"

"No, don't worry about those orcs, they are also chess pieces arranged by the master."

Kurremus rejected his subordinate's proposal without thinking.

Although he was very curious about Thrall's performance in this kind of war, and was very eager to snatch and possess the Doomhammer, the price of disobeying Zuo Si's orders was something he could not bear.

After clearing away these monsters in Neverwinter Forest and killing Lord Nasir, he has completed his mission well, and there is no need to continue to add unnecessary unnecessary extravagance.

What's more, Kurremos has a plan that has been brewing for a long time in private, and it's time to start implementing it.