Late at night, there was silence in Al-Tab, the former bustling capital of Serre.
There were almost no pedestrians visible in the markets and streets that were supposed to be brightly lit. Only the mansions where high-ranking red-robed mages, governors and military commanders lived activated bright magic lights, illuminating a large area around them as if it were daytime.
Heavily armed elite soldiers, constructs, and summoned creatures are constantly patrolling the surroundings to ensure that no threats can approach the residences of these important figures.
After all, assassination is a "traditional art" fought within the red-robed mage organization.
Especially Sazastan, who had successfully killed two chiefs before the civil war broke out, so no one in the entire parliamentary faction dared to take it lightly.
The reason why this situation occurs in Eltaba City is entirely because this large city, which once had a population of hundreds of thousands and was ranked among the best in the entire Faerûn continent, now has a population of less than 30,000.
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Moreover, due to being attacked by the undead army of the undead faction more than once during the civil war, most of the citizens who could escape had already fled.
After all, magic war is not an ordinary conventional war. It requires conquering one city at a time, and then slowly pushing it to the opponent's home base.
Since there are incredible things like portals that can directly send troops to the opponent's heartland across space distances, there is no such thing as a safe rear area.
Especially as the capital city of Eltab, it has long been infiltrated by various factions within the Red Robe Mage like a sieve. There are unknown secret passages and strongholds everywhere. Even the chiefs don't know exactly what Sazastan has established.
How many secret portals are there, and how many terrifying undead assassins are hidden there.
So no one dares to take safety lightly.
When traveling, the chief or governor of each faction will basically bring dozens to hundreds of guards and private troops with him.
Otherwise, he would not be able to walk out of the four streets alive and would be stabbed to death on the spot.
But there are always exceptions to everything.
For example, Demetra Vlas did not have any bodyguards or private troops around him at the moment, but quietly entered the maze-like sewer alone.
Not only her, but her good disciple Kalaya also got in from another entrance.
Different from their usual high profile, now these two women with bald heads and large magic tattoos on their heads are wearing anti-detection cloaks - "Silent Whispers", and both are blessed with invisibility magic.
Unless a large-scale anti-magic field or true seeing is used, their existence cannot be discovered through normal means.
Obviously, the two of them had only one purpose in doing this, which was to avoid everyone's sight, even their own subordinates.
After walking along the intricate passages of the sewer for about forty minutes, they almost touched a symbol carved on the wall at the same time.
moment!
The two of them were transported by a magical force to a completely enclosed room somewhere.
Different from ordinary secret rooms, there is no physical entrance or exit here, and the specific location and depth are not known. Its privacy and security can be said to be extremely high.
And when Demetra Vlas and Kalaya entered, the huge stone table placed in the middle suddenly lit up with orange-red fire, and it spread to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed. After a while,
The originally dark room was completely illuminated.
If you observe carefully, you will find that those tiny flames are magic candles made of special materials.
When the last candle was lit, several portals opened at the same time and several figures walked out from the middle and several corners of the table. They were the masters of the talismans entangled in the talisman.
And standing in the middle is the leader of the entire organization, Lagon, whose spellcasting level is ranked among the highest in the entire Faerûn continent.
"You're late!"
As soon as Lagon appeared, he stared at the two people who had released their invisible state with flashing red eyes.
"I'm sorry. As you know, the parliamentary faction is in great chaos right now, and several other chiefs are planning a counterattack against Sazastan. I really can't get away."
Demetra Vlas rushed to explain.
If she had tried to get along with these terrifying legendary undead spellcasters on an equal footing before, now she was completely placing herself in a weak or even subordinate position.
The reason is simple!
She found that the speed at which the strength of these talisman masters increased was too terrifying.
Especially Lagon, as the leader, originally had the spellcasting level of Mage LV20/Arcane Master LV5/Arcane King LV8.
Coupled with the additional 3 caster levels gained by the Lord of Symbols, and the additional 1 caster level for each area secretly controlled, the total caster level has reached the terrifying LV40.
Finally, after Zuo Si became a symbol of evil recently, his spellcasting level was 5, which was directly raised to LV45.
In addition, there is also the quasi-divine blessing given by the planeswalker master.
These are completely invincible to the chief red-robed mage who has just crossed the legendary threshold with a spellcasting level.
What's more, the most troublesome thing about the Lich is the phylactery that can be infinitely reborn.
It is naturally self-evident where the Lord of Talisman's life box will be placed.
But Demetra Flas didn't know that even if the phylacteries were destroyed, these talisman masters would just enter the cemetery to cool down for a period of time, and they could be summoned again soon.
Therefore, the red-robed female chief is now very afraid of the talisman masters including Lagon.
She even felt that as long as the other party was willing, they could make a major change in the senior leadership of the parliamentary faction at any time, and then quietly replace them, just like they did in Kalingshan and Tethyr.
"What about you? What trouble did you encounter again?"
Ragon once again set his sights on young Kalaya.
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Without saying a word, the latter took out a small box from his arms, opened it and placed it on the table.
In a blink of an eye!
Everyone in the room was deeply attracted by the contents of the box.
Because what is placed there is Serge's national treasure, the artifact fragment used by the goddess of magic to strengthen the magic network. It is also a very large piece, half the size of a palm, and exudes violent magic fluctuations that cannot be described in words.
After about ten seconds, Lagun nodded with satisfaction: "Well done! I think the master will be satisfied with your efficiency. And he will never be stingy in rewarding those subordinates who have made achievements."
"It is an honor to serve his great Majesty Soth."
Kalaya bowed gracefully with one hand on her chest, an expression of anticipation on her face.
Although the bald head tattoo and the two magic eyes on her head look a little sinister and scary, her facial features are not ugly at all. Instead, she is a standard beauty with big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a small mouth.
Unfortunately, for the red-robed mage who pursues strength and power, beauty is the most useless thing.
After all, no matter how beautiful a woman is, once her hair is shaved and her head, neck, back, and arms are covered with large and small tattoos, the first impression she gives will never be about beauty, and it will never impress a man.
A desire to have something happen with it.
This is why it is rare for men and women within the Red Robe Masters to combine to form families and give birth to offspring.
Most red-robed mages prefer to have children with nobles, bureaucrats, military officers, businessmen, and even civilians and slaves, although there may not necessarily be a marriage relationship.
Just like the famous saying against LGBT political correctness, you may be able to deceive your own brain, but you can never deceive your little brother.
When a person's appearance is completely inconsistent with your aesthetics, the latter will never have any physiological reaction.
Fortunately, Kalaya, who has embarked on the path of strength, has never cared about her appearance.
Especially after getting the notebook that recorded the knowledge on the Netherese scroll from Zuo Si, his spellcasting level can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. In just a few years, he obtained the ninth-level spell slot and surpassed the legendary level.
It's just one step away.
So now she is extremely eager to gain more magical knowledge again in order to cross this crucial step as soon as possible.
Seeing the naked and undisguised desire of this young female red-robed mage, Lagon couldn't help but let out a burst of blood-curdling laughter, and then he knelt down on one knee along with several other talisman masters.
Before the other two people could react to what was happening, a terrifying and evil aura that could not be described in words appeared out of thin air and filled the entire room at an incredible speed.
Although as members of the Red Robe Mage Organization, Demetra Vlas and Kalaya are undoubtedly from the evil camp, but they still began to tremble involuntarily, trembled, and were frightened, with faces full of horror and disbelief.
expression.
You must know that these two people have summoned demons, demons, yugoloths and other evil alien creatures from the lower planes before. They have even summoned secondary abyss lords and genuine abyss lords.
But none of the above can compare with the ultimate evil aura at this moment.
Gradually, these breaths gathered together to form the figure of a person, which was none other than Zuo Si himself.
As a typical pragmatist, it is obvious that he would engage in such a battle not simply to show off or show off, but to make the two female red-robed mages soberly aware of their current power.
As expected, both the chief Demetra Vlas and her favorite disciple Kalea bowed their heads humbly for the first time, exuding fear and despair from their souls.
After all, they are only mortals, and they are still the kind of mortals who are not strong-willed and easily tempted.
This kind of people are as fragile as a piece of paper in front of today's Zuo Si, both physically and mentally.
To be continued...