"Habaser, you'd better not be exaggerating. You must know that I came here from another universe specially, and I also suspended some very important research."
"That's right! We all come here for the history, magical knowledge and technology of the creator race."
"As the first truly magical civilization in the continent of Faerûn, only the Saluk witch deserves our attention."
"What is going on with that concentrated energy source over the city? It seems to be being released?"
"No, it's not just being released, but it's already starting to have an impact on the temperature and environment of the entire Northland."
"Could this be the prototype of the famous eleven-ring spell [Marvin World Weaving] in the Netheril era? I remember that this magic also achieves the effect of changing temperature and even the environment by absorbing and releasing energy."
"It's possible. And this energy source is obviously of great research value."
"So where should we start? First interrupt the opponent's magic ritual, or first suppress the city and capture all the ancient lizard people who are resisting?"
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With the appearance of hundreds of legendary lichs from the Arcane Society, the scene immediately took on an atmosphere similar to an academic seminar.
It was as if in their eyes, Queen Mosala and her people, who had awakened from their slumber, had turned into fish meat on the chopping board to be slaughtered by themselves.
Especially General Taylor, who was a little nervous at first, now relaxed completely, and there was actually a hint of sympathy in his eyes when he looked at the giant snake statue in the center of the city in the distance.
Because he knew very well that in front of so many powerful legendary spellcasters, it didn't matter which creator race or ancient people you were, it didn't make much difference.
Even if these lichs are willing, they can directly turn the entire area covered by the city into a dead magic area temporarily.
By then, except for the goddess of magic Midnight, the goddess of night Shar, and the main elf god Corellon, even if the incarnations of other gods come, don't expect to be able to use any magic or divine spells.
Likewise, the ongoing magical ritual will also be interrupted.
The most important thing is that as a member of the top ranks of the imperial military, General Taylor is very aware of how terrifying and unscrupulous the core members of the Arcane Society are.
As long as you get Zuo Si's permission, you can even ignore laws and ethics and do some experiments that are quite explosive even in the eyes of the evil camp.
So in his eyes, from the moment this group of lichs arrived, the entire city had been sentenced to death.
What awaits those lizardmen will be a fate more terrible than death.
"Ahem——
Everyone, please stay quiet.
I know that you are very interested in the Saruk witches and the ancient civilization they created.
I'm actually just as excited and excited as you are.
But right now we still have many problems to deal with.
Including suppressing the energy source emitting light and heat above the head to prevent it from further causing devastating damage to the existing ecological environment of the entire Northland.
In addition, there is also the need to capture as many ancient lizardmen alive as possible, obtain corresponding magical knowledge and technology from various books, buildings and creations, and find out the truth of that lost history.
This is a rather complex and huge workload.
I think we should make a good overall plan to prevent unnecessary damage."
Habaser Delin took the initiative to stand up and issue an initiative to these colleagues who, like him, were loyal to Zuo Si for the sake of knowledge.
Because once you enter the inner circle, there is basically no clear distinction between superiors and subordinates. The identities and statuses of lichs are equal to each other.
This means that if you don’t want to let them do whatever they want, the best way is to divide labor and cooperate.
The premise is that all research results are shared, allowing everyone to engage in the areas they are best at.
Soon, hundreds of legendary lichs began to divide the city into several areas without anyone noticing, and then started exploring in groups of three to five people, collecting everything they thought was valuable.
If you encounter an ambush by a lizard man, just throw a control magic at it, and then with the help of the imperial army and the summoned servants, drag them all to a large building you just occupied and lock them up.
After a while, these poor guys were sent to the dissecting table to have their intestines cut open and their skulls already split in the middle to reveal the brains and brain matter inside.
During this process, the victim can clearly feel the heinous and extreme pain.
But under the influence of various potions and magic, even wanting to die quickly became a luxury for them. They could only watch these madmen, whom they regarded as a "lowly slave race", discussing ancient times with great interest.
Differences in body structure and ancestry between lizardfolk and modern lizardfolk.
In order to prove his guess, a slightly pudgy lich directly cut off an area of ​​the brain near the nerve center.
This directly caused an ancient lizard man to twitch violently and uncontrollably, and eventually went completely crazy because he could not bear the torture.
bloody!
cruel!
Cold!
There is no sympathy or bottom line!
The madness to explore the unknown and pursue knowledge and truth made Erin Zhende feel a biting chill when she witnessed all this for the first time.
Although he was not a victim lying on the autopsy table, he still felt involuntary fear in his heart.
In his eyes, the lichs of the Arcane Order were much more insane than the group of lizardmen who claimed to be the creator race.
After all, the latter simply wants to restore the environment to a level suitable for their own survival, and it is understandable to do so from the other party's standpoint.
But what the former shows is contempt for all life.
"General, are you sure you're going to let them take over everything?" Erin Zhende asked cautiously.
General Taylor sneered and asked: "Otherwise?
Do you think I have the ability to stop hundreds of legendary lichs from doing what they want to do?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not to mention stopping the increasingly hot energy source above your head, only a powerful spellcaster can do it.
What I have to do is cooperate with them to complete the mission assigned by His Majesty the Emperor, while ensuring that Neverwinter will not be destroyed in this disaster.
And if I were you, I wouldn't have even the slightest sympathy for my enemies.
Don't forget, these damn lizards are going to melt the great glaciers in the Far North, causing sea levels to rise and flood all coastal port cities.
For this alone they deserve to die ten thousand times."
Erin Zhende lowered his head and sighed helplessly: "Oh - well, maybe you are right. I really shouldn't sympathize with these lizard people. They all deserve their punishment."
Upon hearing this, General Taylor immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it's best if you think so.
Remember, the empire does not rule as weakly as Lord Nasir, and it treats its enemies without mercy.
Even if there were no such lichs, I would order them all to be driven out and no one left alive, including even young children who have no ability to resist.
Because kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.
Moreover, the list of subjects that the empire can accept has never included races like lizardmen and snakemen.
Unless His Majesty the Emperor changes his mind, we will kill as many people as are not on the list who dare to appear within the empire."
As the last word blurted out, General Taylor raised his leather boots and crushed a lizard-man egg with a bang. The already-formed baby inside was trampled into a mess of blood and flesh on the spot.
At this moment, Aerion Zhende finally understood why monsters almost never attacked towns and villages in areas under the direct control of the empire in the south, and even their appearance near roads was extremely rare.
It's not that all the monsters in the mountains and forests disappeared, but that the tribes who dared to do this were basically killed.
In order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, the remaining monster tribes can only continue to retreat to wild lands far away from civilization. The lack of food will continue to reduce their numbers, and eventually they will completely lose their threat or simply die out.
The biggest benefit of this seemingly cold and cruel policy is that it has expanded the radiation range of civilization and made previously unsafe places safer. Many previously uncultivated lands can now be developed with confidence and boldness, and the bridges between towns and villages
Trade also became more frequent.
Thinking of these, Erin Zhende finally realized that he had read a description of the West Coast Empire in a new book not long ago.
"The root cause of the empire's unprecedented prosperity and strength is that all subjects must obey the emperor's will, and the occupation of the living space of the inhabitants of the wild world during the expansion process."
There is no doubt that the Empire has never been benevolent or even neutral, but has been a highly centralized government ruled by tyrants.
The only difference is that Zuo Si, who has unlimited resources, does not need to constantly plunder the people's wealth to satisfy his own selfish desires and maintain an army sufficient to suppress all resistance like other tyrants.
When huge amounts of wealth no longer just satisfy the selfish desires of the upper ruling class, but continue to flow among the middle and lower classes, the lives of ordinary people will naturally improve and prosperity will follow.
Therefore, any form of economic problems is essentially the result of the uneven distribution of wealth at the social level.
And Zuo Si used a very simple and crude method, that is, to make himself a being above everything else, to force high taxes on the rich through the intimidation of overwhelming force, and to force families exceeding a certain size to split up from within.
, ensuring that overly powerful interest groups are never formed.
Just when Erin Zhende gradually understood the deepest operating logic and essence of the empire, far away in the huge temple in the center of the city, the queen of the lizardmen, Mosala, had stopped studying the energy stone above her head.
To be continued...