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Chapter 439 I forgive your ignorance(1/4)

 There is no doubt that the sudden invasion of the Zhentil Castle army has plunged countless towns and villages in the entire West Heartland region and even the west coast of Faerûn into panic.
Although the church of Fuzor Chamberry and his tyranny god Bane have extremely strong organizational capabilities and have always only pursued strong rule, they rarely engage in large-scale attacks like savage monsters such as orcs.
Loot, massacre and destruction.
All towns controlled by it tend to have very good order.
As long as there is no resistance, even the property and safety of civilians can be protected to a certain extent.
But for those aristocratic lords, ruling class and vested interest groups who could have dominated the people, this was a horrific disaster that cannot be described in words.
Because with the strong character and behavior of the Tyrant of the Moon Sea, he will definitely not let these wastes waste food.
Instead, they will directly confiscate all their property and demote them to the lowest level of slaves, or they will simply secretly execute them together with the entire family to avoid future trouble.
In fact, when he captured several port cities along the Longhu coast, Fuzoul Chamberry did exactly this.
As a voter of Bane, the god of tyranny, he knew very well that Zuo Si's intention was to use himself and Zhentil Keep to destroy the original governance structure in this land, so that after taking over, he could shape a new governance and management model as he pleased.
This is also what the Church of Benn often does after supporting a tyrant to conquer a certain area or subvert the local regime.
But Zuo Si's brilliance lies in successfully shifting the conflict, allowing Zhentil Castle to be the intruder and villain in the eyes of the locals, portraying himself as a savior and hero, and firmly grasping the image amidst gratitude and cheers.
Power.
As a result, in the traditional cognitive concepts of Faerûn, no one can question the legitimacy of its rule.
Of course, if it was just a simple play, Fuzuoer Qianberry would not have too much awe and fear towards Zuo Si.
What really frightens him is that the other party also takes advantage of the complex situation in the region, especially the ambition of Baal's son Sarevok, to let Baldur's Gate take the lead first, and then show up as the savior after its defeat.
Identity can turn the tide and use the failures of others to deepen and strengthen the admiration and gratitude of ordinary people for themselves.
When this is done, Baldur's Gate, the West Heartland region and the Dragon Coast will all be swallowed up in one go.
In addition, there is the food dumping that is going on in Sambia, which is causing a severe impact on the social stability of the Kingdom of Cormyr, and there is also the secret from all forces that secretly gives to oneself who does not know where.
Obtained massive weapons, armor and food support...
Due to the Zhentarim, a huge intelligence network all over the continent of Faerûn, Fuzor Chambery knows much more than others.
The more he knew, the more he felt that this young man, who was infinitely favored by the God of Tyranny, was far above him in terms of ambition, appetite, vision, structure, and horrifying methods.
While the top leaders of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim were still racking their brains to infiltrate and occupy one or two towns, the other party had already begun to devour more than one-fifth of the land on the west coast of the entire continent.
If this plan ultimately succeeds, then a huge empire with a population of 10 to 20 million will be born on the continent of Faerûn, with an unprecedented scope of rule.
For an ambitious and power-hungry tyrant, there is nothing more exciting than this.
The only thing that makes Fu Zouer Chamberry regret is that the person who is about to achieve this ambitious goal is not himself.
Of course, what troubled him even more was the increasingly excessive and explicit abnormal sexual orientation of Manson's last clone.
Although at the beginning, Fu Zouer Chamberry was still happy that his most powerful competitor in the past was willing to obey him.
But as time went by, he suddenly discovered that the softening and change of Manson's attitude was not the awe of power, but stemmed from another strong emotion - love.
If it had been anyone else, Fuzoul Chambery, who felt disgusted and disgusted, would have smashed him to death with a hammer.
But for Mansong, he really couldn't do it, or he couldn't bear it.
After all, when Mansong gave up his original ambition and desire for power, he became a super-enhanced version of Xi Manmeng, the current controller of the dark intelligence network.
And that kind of twisted love allows him to always maintain a high level of loyalty.
Therefore, Fu Zouer Chambery's current heart is very complicated, and can even be described as painful and happy.
On the one hand, he enjoys the sense of accomplishment brought by dominating and controlling Manson's last clone; on the other hand, his normal sexual orientation creates a strong physical rejection of this kind of love from the same sex.
Sometimes the Tyrant of the Moon Sea even felt that the reason why Mansong's clone became like this was probably because Zuo Si deliberately tortured him, but he couldn't find any tangible evidence.
In this way, while suppressing nausea and discomfort, Fuzoul Chamberry finally sent out Manson's clone and led the army to advance quickly by giving the opponent a new task.
He hopes to push the front to the green fields on the other side of the river before Baldur's Gate has time to react.
And set up the battlefield there to break the enemy's delusion of driving him into the sea, and at the same time crush the ambition of Sarevok, the son of Baal.
However, just as Zhentil Castle's army was frantically attacking the city as if they were in an uninhabited land, Baldur's Gate received the news and responded quickly.
Although the last defeat caused conflicts between several forces to completely break out and the situation was at odds with each other. On two occasions, civil war almost broke out. In the end, it was the mediation of the Nelanthel Islands that stabilized the situation.
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But when facing the invasion of powerful foreign enemies, Duke Iltan, Duke Silvershield, Duke Bert and Grand Duchess Lila Janus sat together again to discuss countermeasures.
After more than three hours of mutual accusations, quarrels and abuse, they finally reached a fragile truce agreement.
Not only that, these people also sent a request for help to Waterdeep City and Neverwinter City as Baldur's Gate was a member of the Alliance of Lords, hoping that the other side would send reinforcements to help because they had fought side by side.
Almost at the same time, a special envoy was sent south, intending to first go to the Nelanthel Islands to ask for reinforcements, and then go to the Amn Empire in the south to see if they could borrow some reinforcements.
Even if there are no reinforcements, getting some assistance in terms of weapons, armor, food and money, or attracting some adventurer mercenaries to participate, can give Baldur's Gate, which is facing a serious situation, a breath of relief.p>
However, these dukes obviously did not expect that before they sent their special envoys to go far, they were ambushed and killed by Sarevok's bandit gang.
At the moment, this strong man wearing heavy armor and having a strong man's hairstyle (bald head) is stepping on the corpses of the Baldur's Gate envoys, feeling the murderous divinity boiling in his body, grinning and saying something that only he can hear.
The voice whispered: "That's right! That's it!
Violence, killing and death will make me stronger and stronger, until I surpass mortals and inherit the Blood Throne of Baal.
No matter how many descendants my father left in the mortal world, I was the only one who could eventually embark on the road to becoming a god.
I am the chosen one in the prophecy, and I will surely win the fear and awe of all mortals..."
"Master, what should I do with these corpses?"
A human warrior whose armor was stained with blood walked over from a distance and asked.
"Just throw it into the woods.
The beasts and trolls will help us clean up the corpses.
Remember to wipe up the bloodstains at the scene, and then drive the vehicles and horses to the junction of the High Wasteland and the Troll's Roaring Forest.
It's best not to leave any traces that can be traced.
At least until I get rid of the dukes in Baldur's Gate who control the army, I must not let anyone know about the attack on the envoy."
Sarevok's eyes flashed with a cold and cruel light.
There is no doubt that the god of murder's divinity and bloodline have deeply and irreversibly affected him.
In other words, all the sons of Baal who have awakened to divinity will inevitably become what they are now.
The human warrior nodded quickly: "Understood! Please rest assured, I will find a way to block the news and ensure that Baldur's Gate will not notice that the envoy they sent has been attacked for at least a month."p>
“Very good!
Don't forget to urge those shapeshifters to infiltrate faster.
We must know that there is not much time left for us.
If we cannot send troops before Fort Zhentil fully captures the West Hartland area, then everything will be meaningless.
And keep an eye on those octopus heads, I don’t trust them."
Sarevok warned in a serious tone.
"The Mind Flayer has now established a secret stronghold in the sewers of Baldur's Gate.
They think they are unaware of anything.
But in fact, I have already locked the location there.
No matter what the purpose of these guys is, as long as they do anything suspicious at all, we can launch a raid and kill them all."
When saying these words, the human warrior's eyes flashed with an abnormal red light.
As the first mortal to follow and be willing to regard Sarevok as a god, he has gained special power from the feedback of this powerful son of Baal.
Through this energy, which could not be considered as divine power or divine magic, he could not only ignore the Mind Flayer's mind control, but also release some spell-like abilities, which were far more powerful than ordinary warriors.
Many powerful creatures who want to develop beliefs and sects, but do not have the ability to bestow divine magic, actually use this method to exchange the loyalty of some key members of the sect, and then use this as a basis to expand the number of believers, and eventually become great gods.
goal.
If the master they serve succeeds in becoming a god, then these backbones will have the opportunity to become God's spokesperson in the mortal world - the elect.
Sarevok had obviously read relevant content from some books in Candlekeep, so he also gathered a group of subordinates who were willing to regard themselves as gods and serve as the backbone of the church to develop their faith after becoming gods in the future.
To be continued...
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