Wilmes' pupils flashed with naked and undisguised greed, and at the same time he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

But the next second...

She suddenly stretched out her claws without warning, slammed the opponent's head onto the huge rock that had been burned red on the ground, and said with a ferocious smile: "It's a pity that I can only refuse! Because Soth clearly emphasized that

But, including you, guys like Klaus must die."

"What?! Soth? The chosen one of the goddess of magic and the goddess of poison and disease? A powerful purgatory red dragon like you actually has to take orders from him?"

Balagas's eyes widened in horror, and he struggled desperately to get out of the opponent's control.

"Hmph! A frog in the well like you who only bullies the weak has no idea how powerful and terrifying Soth is.

As long as he is willing, killing you will never be much more difficult than crushing a bed bug.

So go and die, and I will slowly find out the treasures you left behind one by one.

From now on, your title of Dragon King belongs to me."

As the last word blurted out, Wilmes opened his bloody mouth and bit it down hard.

"No!!!!!!!!!"

Under the control of survival instinct, Balagas finally broke through his own limits and completed the rapid spell casting in a very weird posture.

Instantly!

A giant claw that was almost three meters long and covered in black appeared out of thin air and hit Wilmes' head hard, knocking him off his original trajectory.

"This is... the unique energy evocation spell [Suffocating Claw] invented by Elminster?"

Xi Manmeng showed an expression of incredible shock.

As the controller of the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network and Manzon's most proud disciple, he is very familiar with the power of the chosen ones of the Goddess of Magic.

Especially the signature spells they each invented, they have long been deeply remembered in their minds.

This is called [Suffocating Claw] five-ring magic, and its essence is the transformation and supplement of the Bigby Big Hand series of magic.

Unlike the former, which only exists in the form of a transparent force field, the big black hand in front of you has a physical body and can withstand various injuries like a normal creature (although most attack spells have no effect), and can be affected by dissociation spells.

and dispel magic.

In addition, the level of the caster and the corresponding main spellcasting attributes (intelligence for mages, charisma for warlocks) can further enhance the palms to a certain extent.

"Interesting! This is so interesting!

Dear Ximanmeng, I suddenly feel that it seems a waste to let Balagas die like this.

Maybe...

We should squeeze his residual value a little bit.

What do you think?"

There was a sinister and cunning light in Culremus' eyes.

Simon nodded without thinking: "I completely agree. But you have to seek Lord Wilmes's opinion first. You must know that this is her territory, and she doesn't like anyone to interfere in her battle."

"Haha, you are really as cautious as ever."

Kurremus glanced at the other party, and then walked out in his current humanoid form. He first shot out a dazzling green light and used a dimensional anchor to stop Balagas's attempt to escape using teleportation magic.

, and then with a smashing palm, "Feiyan" was directly photographed from the hillside more than ten meters high and pinned to the ground.

"Asshole! What are you doing? How dare you interfere in my battle!"

When Wilmes came back to his senses, he became furious instantly, exuding an extremely violent and dangerous aura.

But Kurremos put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, and explained nonchalantly: "Great Wilmes, please don't misunderstand me. I have no intention of interfering with you in winning the title of Dragon King. I just feel that I can kill you directly."

This guy is too cheap."

"What do you mean?"

Wilmes blinked his eyes in confusion, and his shortcomings in his brain were now fully demonstrated.

"I mean, don't you think Balagas should be tortured before killing him?

For example, ask him how many lairs he has and where he hides his treasures.

After asking for details, drain the blood from all over the body, then skin and bones, package them and sell them to those rich mages.

Of course, I personally recommend imprisoning it and bleeding it continuously.

You must know that the blood of the ancient red dragon has always been a priceless good in the magic material market, and can bring a steady stream of gold coin income.

Even if you are not good at this, it doesn’t matter, Ximanmeng and I will be very happy to do it for you.

After all, we are all working for the master now, isn’t it natural to help each other?”

Kurremos took full advantage of his eloquence and described his attempt to dig out more magical knowledge and intelligence as thinking about the other party.

When it comes to intrigues, ten Wilmes combined are no match for this evil brass dragon.

Finally, after repeatedly considering the benefits and losses, Wilmes said: "I can leave Balagas to you to deal with, but he and his treasures belong to me, and none of you can even think of dividing them.

Walk half a copper."

"Of course! We won't have any objections to this."

Kurremos, who achieved his goal effortlessly, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and a glint of pride flashed in his eyes.

Every time he crushes Wilmes in terms of IQ, he can get some strong pleasure and satisfaction from it.

With the new agreement reached, Balagas was soon dragged into a nearby cave like a dead dog.

About ten minutes later, blood-curdling screams and heart-rending wails came from inside.

No one knows what happened.

But the giant dragons and other intelligent creatures living in the Star Swirl Mountains know one thing, that is, Balagas is completely finished.

From now on, the new Dragon King who calls himself Wilmes will rule this area.

A few smarter barbarians, orcs, goblins, gnolls and other tribes have begun to think about how to embrace this thick and strong thigh.

Others began to take inventory of their belongings, taking out all the stolen items such as gems, gold, silver, works of art, fine arts, etc., polishing them, and looking for opportunities to offer them to them.

The nearest human city, Zhaze Sibo, is already in an uproar at this moment.

Mages and scholars are fiercely debating where this purgatory red dragon named Wilmes came from, what he has done, what his personality is like, why he is so huge, etc.

The most important thing is that the noble council does not know whether to make a donation to it in exchange for the other party not attacking the city or even the surrounding villages.

Don’t find it funny!

This is the truest reaction of many towns and villages in Faerûn when they face the powerful red dragon.

Under normal circumstances, most cities would rather maintain peace by paying tribute than taking huge risks to go to war.

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Some areas even levy a tax called "Dragon Tax" from civilians. As you can tell from the name, it is specially used to support the dragons.

It is estimated that Wilmes will be rolling with joy after hearing the news.

After all, Zuo Si prohibited her from plundering towns and caravans, but she was not prohibited from receiving benefits from others.

If the other party gives enough, she doesn't even mind acting as his/her protective umbrella, or providing some extra help during the war.

If Wilmes has learned anything during his years with Zuo Si, it is undoubtedly the endless variety of "legal" ways to make money.

As for the pride and dignity of the red dragon, they have long been thrown into the sewer and washed away.

How much is pride worth?

How much is dignity worth?

This guy has even planned to sell revenge agreements in various cities in the south after his reputation as Dragon King spreads.

No matter who it is, as long as she is willing to pay a sum of money every year, she will personally be responsible for revenge after being attacked by monsters, beasts and bandits.

……

Zuo Si still doesn’t know about the battle between Wilmes and Balagas’ “Flying Flame”.

After two or three days of hard work, he was standing at the edge of the training field in the mage tower, watching the training between the demon elf assassins Feide and Atona.

I have to say that the assassin profession is really not very good at frontal combat.

Even though Fede's frontal combat ability among assassins is already very strong, and he also has a certain warrior profession, he was still being beaten by the succubus loli who was only about two-thirds of his height, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

The one to four-level spells she mastered were ineffective under the suppression of the magic of the special profession of the Knight of Truth.

After a short while, Atona swung her long whip and hit her ankle with a snap, then pulled her back forcefully, forcefully dragging the demon elf assassin in front of her, and swung the huge decapitating sword and placed it on the opponent's neck.<

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"You lost again!"

A faint smile appeared on the delicate and beautiful face of the succubus Loli, and she immediately put away her weapons, especially the flaming whip that had severely burned her ankles.

"Damn it! Isn't there a normal person in this tower? They are all young, but they are all as strong as monsters. No, no, you are just a bunch of little monsters."
To be continued...