"Hold on! Don't retreat! Whoever dares to retreat will have his head cut off!"
"Siege the magic tower! Release the large-scale killing spell quickly! We need cover!"
"Reserve team! My legion is going to die, and we urgently need more manpower to replenish it!"
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As the generals under Lord Wu An began to roar at the top of their lungs, the original battle between demons and demons quickly evolved into a civil war between the three giants of the abyss.
Although Graz'zt should technically be considered a home game, it should have a very big advantage.
But in fact, because his three realms have been completely destroyed, and his army also suffered heavy losses in the previous battle with the Eldrazi, the number and scale of the demons he controls are far inferior to those of Orcus and Demogorgon.
Not to mention these two, even some powerful god-like lords now have armies that are much stronger than Graz'zt.
This is why he can feel that his situation is getting worse.
Even some people, such as Baphomet, the King of the Minotaurs, and Kostchurch, the Lord of Anger and King of the Frost Giants, have begun to secretly plan to kill Six Fingers, who are no longer worthy of the title of "Big Three", and then replace them themselves.
But what Graz'zt never expected was that he had prepared so many plans and conspiracies to try every means to stop these challengers, but in the end it was the two most powerful enemies who came forward.
Although so far, neither Demogorgon nor Orcus has died personally.
But the mighty and endless legions have already completed the encirclement from the left and right sides, and are constantly consuming our own troops like a millstone of flesh and blood, making it clear that they intend to kill them all.
If he chooses to escape at this time, Graz'zt will completely lose all his subordinates and become a mere commander.
You must know that in the Abyss, the size of the territory you rule and the number of demons you control are not only related to power, but also power.
A demon lord who loses his territory and subordinates will no longer be a lord, and it is also impossible to obtain the quasi-divine power granted by the will of the abyss.
Therefore, if you look at the history of the Abyss, you will find that many lords died in battle or were defeated and imprisoned, but few escaped in battle.
It's not that they don't want to, it's that they are unwilling to give up the strength they gained from climbing up from the bottom.
Seeing that the number of troops under his command continued to decrease, and many large siege equipment, especially the devices called siege magic towers, were either destroyed or occupied, Graz'zt's heart began to bleed.
Because this movable spire, which is two to three hundred meters high and made entirely of stone and steel materials, is actually another form of the mage tower.
It just removes unnecessary parts such as accommodation, storage rooms, various laboratories, workshops and special rooms with different functions, and only retains the ability to release several large-scale destruction and control spells that are urgently needed on the battlefield.
Inside the siege magic tower, there is usually a high-level spellcaster responsible for controlling it, and thirty to fifty mid- to low-level spellcasters responsible for providing corresponding spell slots when performing certain magic rituals.
Since the popularity of magic in lower planes such as the Abyss and Hell is much higher than that in the material plane, there is no shortage of spellcasters.
Not to mention that slightly more powerful demons and demons have at least two or three innate spell-like abilities.
Under normal circumstances, the resources required to build a siege magic tower are quite staggering.
Because it is not only a tool for long-range magic and firepower projection, but also a mobile fortress on the battlefield, shouldering the heavy responsibility of blocking the enemy's fierce offensive.
If it is a siege party, it will occasionally be used as a siege tower.
In short, it is a comprehensive and multi-functional war weapon, which can even be said to be the key to keeping the demon army from easily collapsing and escaping.
Once the siege magic tower at a certain location is destroyed or occupied, the demons in the area will immediately lose their will to fight and choose to retreat.
Otherwise, anyone who runs slower may be affected and die suddenly on the spot.
After all, if the tower is destroyed, the core used to store energy will instantly explode and release violent energy, and even the Balor Fire Demon will most likely be torn to pieces alive.
If it is occupied by the enemy, the tower will quickly release countless killing and control magics under the control of the enemy until the entire area is cleared.
Many people think that the demon army just throws massive cannon fodder onto the battlefield and lets them use it freely. This is actually wrong.
In fact, they not only have a certain degree of organization, but also have countless powerful magic and high-tech equipment.
The Siege Mage Tower is just one of them.
There are also many devices that can only appear in science fiction movies and can emit high-energy beams with different properties;
Use a super giant magic catapult to throw a meteorite-like object into the crowd from dozens or even hundreds of kilometers away, and then explode it with a bang, causing horrific damage to enemies within a few kilometers of radius;
The "Gundam", a structure made of fine steel or cold iron, is more than ten to twenty meters high;
Various super-large twisted undead creatures created using powerful necromancy magic...
These are just the tip of the iceberg on the battlefield!
Since the Abyss is a representative of chaotic evil, demons have never lacked creativity and can often come up with some rather abstract and cruel things.
If the devils rely on discipline, unity and exquisite tactics to win the bloody battle, then the devils rely on overwhelming numbers and creating various unexpected situations to catch their opponents off guard.
Just when the entire battlefield was bleeding like a river due to the internal strife of the three giants, a golden light tore through the gray sky, which turned dark red like blood.
Immediately afterwards, a goddess wearing gorgeous golden armor appeared out of thin air in everyone's sight.
The goddess of wealth, Woking!
Lord Wu An recognized this sworn enemy who vowed to destroy him almost at a glance. His pupils suddenly dilated and his heart sank to the bottom.
Because he is now facing enemies from both sides, plus there is an incarnation of powerful divine power, he may not have to explain it directly.
However, Woking did not rush to take action. Instead, he stood in mid-air and stared at the opponent with cat-and-mouse eyes. After a full minute, he raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically: "Your current situation seems a bit not good.
Well, dear Graz'zt. Guess, if you are unfortunately defeated and captured today, and I am willing to pay a high price, will Demogorgon and Orcus be willing to sell you to me?"
moment!
The Dark An Lord's face became extremely ugly, and he no longer looked as graceful as usual. Instead, he asked with anger: "Are you behind all this?"
"Haha, congratulations on guessing it right, but there is no reward.
do you know?
In order to let you fully feel what pain and despair are, I have specially prepared a lot of interesting and exciting links.
And the scene before me was just the beginning.
The real excitement is yet to come.”
The goddess of wealth smiled and announced in public that her revenge had officially begun.
From the condescending attitude and the naked and unabashed hatred revealed in her tone, it is not difficult to see that she is not in a hurry to kill or capture Graz'zt, but wants to slowly torture the other person and bring out all the things he has ever seduced.
All the things he was proud of were taken away and destroyed.
Through this method of snatching away bit by bit, this powerful demon lord completely collapsed and despaired, and finally became a plaything in his own hands.
Only in this way can the humiliation suffered be washed away.
"You're going to pay for this! I swear!"
Graz'zt, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, had never been teased like this. His eyes were about to burst out with fire. He clutched 5's acid-exploding giant sword tightly as if he might launch an attack at any time.
But in the end he chose to be patient.
After all, the current Wojin is not in the form of a fragile saint, but a fighting incarnation of powerful divine power.
There is basically no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.
What's more, there are two troublesome mortal enemies, Orcus and Demogorgon, who are eyeing him.
As for how many levels of lords there are waiting to take advantage of outside the battlefield, it is unknown.
Even the Spider Goddess Rose couldn't help but come to join in the fun, wanting to appreciate the final outcome of the Lord of Darkness who always likes to play tricks.
She will not forget that Graz'zt originally wanted to recruit her into a so-called alliance, and then use this to weaken his divine power and divinity, and ultimately achieve the goal of completely changing him from a god to a demon lord.
As a narrow-minded and very vengeful goddess, although Rose did not make any announcement after noticing the other party's sinister intentions, it did not mean that the matter was over.
Quite the opposite!
She has always been looking for opportunities for revenge, but she has never found one before.
"Great goddess, do you want to join in the siege of the Lord of Darkness?" A dark elf petitioner asked cautiously.
Rose pursed her lips and asked meaningfully: "Why not?
In a situation like this where everyone is pushing against the wall, you don't need to take any risks, and you may even get some benefits from it.
But with Demogorgon and Orcus here, we don't need to waste our troops on attacking, we just need to wait patiently.
With Graz'zt's character, he would definitely abandon his men and run away if he found out that the situation was not going well.
The moment he escapes, that's the best time for me to take action."
Obviously, it is not difficult to tell from the attitude of the Spider Goddess that Graz'zt has often jumped sideways, stabbed allies in the back, and even flirted with the devil's mortal enemy, the Lord of Hell Asmodeus, over the years, which has offended many people.
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It's just that he used to be one of the three giants of the Abyss. For the sake of his great strength, everyone dared not speak out and chose to be patient for the time being.
But now, as Graz'zt suffers huge losses one after another, old and new grudges inevitably emerge.
In the abyss, a place full of chaos and betrayal, no matter how powerful a demon lord is, it only takes one major failure to completely fall from the heights. Even if he is besieged by all the demon lords, the forces under his command will also fall.
Falling apart quickly.
The ending of the only Chaos that briefly unified the Abyss is the best example.
In this aspect, compared with the devils of the lawful camp, they are completely opposite situations.
The lords of the hell dimension were not even abolished when they openly resisted Asmodeus' rule, but only received some minor punishments and warnings.
There is no doubt that with the size of the armies controlled by Graz'zt, Demogorgon and Orcus, it is basically impossible to easily determine the outcome without fighting for days or even weeks or months.
What's more, demons are not like mortal armies and require a series of troublesome logistics such as food, water, supplies, and adequate rest.
The goddess of wealth was condescendingly admiring this good show directed by herself, watching Graz'zt's increasingly distorted and angry face, savoring the excitement and pleasure brought by revenge.
Also retreating to the rear to watch the show were the top commanders of the Devil Legion on the front line, Zariel and Bayer, as well as the Eight Demon Generals who assisted them.
Although due to historical grievances, the relationship between Zarrell and Bayer was not good at all, and they often quarreled over the command of a certain demon army.
But they can still reach an agreement on dealing with demons, especially on bleeding the entire abyss.
In this way, after the bloody battle briefly restarted for a period of time, the devil fell into a state of watching a show again.
On the devil's side, a civil war between the three giants was staged, with tens of millions and billions of devils fighting madly throughout the three realms.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Even the corpses will be pulled up and used as cannon fodder.
You must know that this is the plane of the abyss, the home of all demons.
When they die here, they are truly dead, and there is no way to resurrect them like when they die in other planes.
Wojin, the goddess of wealth, proved her willingness and determination for revenge with practical actions, and also showed what a powerful god can do.
No one knows what kind of deal she made with Orcus and Demogorgon.
But what is certain is that Graz'zt is definitely dead this time.
While the war on the Abyss was in full swing, in the Calimport Palace located south of the west coast of Faerûn, a projection of Zuo Si was imparting tips on how to maintain social stability to Vera, the future prime minister of the empire.
"Do you know why almost all rulers hope that the civilians under their rule can get married and have children as soon as possible and form relatively stable family relationships?"
Zuo Si asked as he walked in the garden and admired the carefully pruned and cultivated ornamental plants around him.
Affected by the typical tropical maritime monsoon climate, Calimport not only has abundant rainfall all year round, but also has quite high temperatures.
Even on the coldest days, various plants will still remain bright green, and colorful flowers can be seen everywhere.
Especially those rare flowers and trees brought back from the Chult jungle, each of which can often be sold for thousands of gold coins in the market.
Only wealthy businessmen and dignitaries are qualified to plant crops in their homes to highlight their identity and social status.
In the pursuit of luxury goods, there is no essential difference between the continent of Faerûn and the earth.
Of course, Zuo Si himself was not very interested in these. He could even count the number of walks in the garden on one hand.
Compared with these things that can reflect the majesty and power of the emperor in the eyes of the world, he actually prefers to hide alone in the mage tower and stay with his "little pets".
"To increase the population?"
There was strong uncertainty in Vera's tone.
Zuo Si nodded lightly at first, then smiled and shook his head.
"Yes and no.
There is certainly a consideration here to increase population and labor resources.
But more importantly, it is to give everyone a sense of responsibility and concern for the family.
Once they have concerns, they will not dare to commit crimes or resist the existing rule easily.
Because that is likely to lead to joint attacks and retaliation on the family.
This is also the reason why the joint sitting system in the law can often have a huge deterrent effect.
Responsibility can greatly enhance a person's tolerance for suffering.
Just imagine, if you are a poor person who can only earn a little money by working hard every day to survive, you have sick and bedridden parents who have to take care of you, and you have children who are crying for food and need food.
Under such circumstances, do you still have the courage to abandon your current job, abandon your family and let them fend for themselves, and join an uprising or riot to overthrow the existing ruling system?
The answer is obviously no.
Any cold-blooded animal that is not extremely selfish will choose to endure it silently.
After all, although this kind of life is painful, you can still survive as long as you grit your teeth and persevere.
As long as the children grow up and the parents pass away, the situation will naturally improve.
Therefore, the responsibility established through the family is the most important cornerstone of maintaining social stability.
Then add a little hope for a better life in the future, and the current poverty and pain will become bearable.
Moreover, this responsibility is mutual, not one-way, and can be passed on from generation to generation.
But without these constraints, an independent individual who loses all care and responsibility will become extremely dangerous and unstable.
Remember, never believe in the so-called liberalism that tends to chaos, but must unswervingly promote the establishment of families one by one.
At least that will be the case until the empire's overall productivity level reaches a level that can satisfy everyone's desires."
"Responsibility and concern..."
Vera's eyes instantly lit up, obviously understanding the meaning and core idea of these words.
Although she is a "filial daughter" who personally killed all the direct members of her family, she has a good understanding of the weaknesses of human nature, and she also understands how much the responsibilities brought by the family can have a great impact on people.
For example, some mothers even sold themselves into slavery in order to treat their dying sons;
Another example is the group of men who work hard physical labor for fourteen hours a day in order to support their families, and are only willing to eat one or two meals, which are the cheapest dry food and pickled vegetables.
Their common characteristic is that they choose to sacrifice themselves in order to shoulder their responsibilities to their families.
The most important thing is that this situation is not an isolated case, but a common phenomenon.
As long as life is passable and the last hope is not lost, this huge group will always be the cornerstone of social stability and the most valuable asset of a country and political power.
Although there are many books in Faerûn that expound similar views, they are not as profound, unabashed and very explicit as Zuo Si's.
Family is never as warm and harmonious as many people imagine.
Especially in Faerûn, where productivity is not very developed, civilians getting married and starting a family often have little to do with love.
It's more like living together as a team and sharing the high costs and unknown risks in life.
In wealthy families, children will turn against each other and fight over property.
In the face of real wealth and power, the so-called family love is not worth mentioning at all.
The reason why many families are harmonious and warm is because they have nothing really worth fighting for.
As a member of the first family of Amn in the past, Vera has a deeper understanding of family than most people.
So after a brief moment of silence, she quickly raised her head and sighed with a smile: "Yes, what you said is absolutely right.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The essence of a family is a chain that tightly binds husband and wife, children and parents together through responsibility and concern.
They think that this is a strong emotion that transcends everything, and it is also a bond based on blood.
Little do they know that this is the reason why they are forced to endure pain and torture in life.
Thank you for teaching me this.
Now I understand how to maintain long-term stability in the social environment within the empire."
Zuo Si smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "As long as you understand.
Remember, rule is inherently ruthless and cruel.
Don't be deceived by the shows and illusions of so-called benevolent monarchs in books and history.
It actually takes away part of the wealth created by the people through labor production through violent deterrence in the name of taxation, and uses it to support and maintain the army, bureaucracy, judicial system and the top ruling class.
The only difference is that some rulers will use their bureaucracy and violent institutions to further squeeze the people to enjoy luxury, while others will improve and maintain infrastructure and provide a variety of public services.
In a few days, I hope you can go to the Northland as a special envoy to strengthen the relationship with Waterdeep, Neverwinter, and the Silvermoon Alliance.
By the way, we can win over those businessmen and citizens who are inclined to us.
In addition, you can also observe the primitive and backward governance methods of these city-states through your own eyes and compare them with the empire."
"As you wish."
Vera quickly put one hand on her chest and bowed to express her submission.
Because she understands that this is a kind of cultivation and exercise of her own abilities in all aspects, and it is also an opportunity to broaden her horizons.
There are still many things she needs to learn before she ascends the throne of prime minister.
Watching this ambitious young woman disappear at the end of the garden, Zuo Si asked without looking back: "What do you think of Vera's performance recently?"
"It's perfect, Your Majesty."
The current Prime Minister of the Empire, Shaud Talovan, gave his evaluation with a smile.
He then added: "Vera is the most sensitive woman I have ever seen to the flow of power and wealth, bar none.
And she is not as full of emotions and sensibility as most women, but she always maintains a calm and rational logical thinking.
This is quite rare.
Not even the men in the cabinet can compare with him.
As long as you spend a little time and energy on training, Vera will definitely become your most effective helper."
"Really? Then let's wait and see how she performs during her next trip to the North."
Zuo Si pursed his lips in disbelief.
He obviously knows very well how difficult it is to convert something like potential into talent.
Although he has high expectations for Vera's growth, he will not put the future of the entire country on this woman, and has secretly prepared more than one backup plan.
One of them is to extend the lifespan of Shaud Talovan, or transform him into other long-lived races or undead creatures, so as to continue to contribute to the West Coast Empire.
However, this imperial prime minister, who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people, obviously has not realized that even the power of retirement and death may be deprived of him, so he continues to speak: "Your Majesty, regarding the sudden return of Ghost City
How do you plan to deal with the chain reaction caused?
You must know that His Majesty Asan IV of the Kingdom of Cormyr, Queen Alustriel of the Silver Moon Alliance, and Fuzor Chambery, the tyrant who rules the Moon Sea, have all sent diplomatic letters one after another.
Even if you are not interested in this matter, you must at least give a reply, otherwise it will be too rude.
In addition, not long ago, Selul Anji completely unified the southern region of Sambia. Do we want to give her public support?
Finally, there is news from the Quesen Tower area, saying that witnesses saw the huge body of the Dragon of the Gods, Tchazzar, appearing over the bay, but our intelligence department has not been able to confirm the authenticity for the time being."
"Tchazzar showed up?"
Zuo Si had a very surprised expression on his face.
Because since being devoured by Tiamat, this unique god-conferring dragon on Faerûn has been in a state of half-death.
If he really returns, it can only mean one thing. The Dragon God has once again reached out to this world.
Shaud Tarovan nodded with a serious expression: "Yes, Your Majesty.
Although there is no clear evidence.
However, the dragons around Quesen Tower are migrating outward on a large scale, and it is very likely that they were expelled by Tchazzar.
Only he can make so many giant dragons fearful."
"interesting……"
Zuo Si touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.
After probably several minutes, he responded casually: "As for those diplomatic letters, you can just make up your own mind.
Anyway, Yinhun City is not making any big moves now, it is just quietly accumulating strength.
As for Sambia, let’s observe it for a while first.
If Selul Anji can defeat all competitors on her own, then we will recognize her legitimacy.
Don't worry about the Quesen Tower area, Chazsa is not something that ordinary armies can handle."
"Understood."
Shaud Tarovan put one hand on his chest and bowed, then turned and disappeared at the end of the garden.
…
On the other side, at the border between the Sunset Mountains and the Eno Oak Desert in the north, a solid fortress that was built using magic not long ago stands in a patch of yellow sand.
This is the location of the Kadarin Magic Stone Mine.
Therefore, not only is there an army composed of constructs, summoned creatures and undead, but it also has a considerable number of mages, warlocks, and top miners hired with high salaries.
Unlike most mines that use hammers, pickaxes, and pickaxes as mining tools, the elves, dwarves, gnomes, and halflings here use precision tools that are only the size of a palm.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Because the Kadarin Magic Stone has a fatal weakness, that is, it is very, very, very fragile.
It only takes a little external squeezing or collision, and it will immediately shatter and turn into a puddle of worthless dust.
Therefore, the miners must carefully dig into the wall in the same way as they treat lovers.
Those who knew it were mining magic stones, but those who didn’t know it thought they were carving.
This job does not involve heavy physical labor, but requires dexterous hands and keen perception.
Therefore, after returning to the surface, the miners would often sit side by side on the city wall, looking down at the endless yellow sand, drinking ice-cold drinks provided by the floating city, and exchanging experiences with each other.
However, this comfortable life ended completely as a large number of nomads emerged from the depths of the desert.
From the prisoners who wanted to rush into the fortress and grab a handful, they learned that Shadow City was hunting down these uncivilized barbarians everywhere, hoping to turn them into its own soldiers.
Those who obey can become living soldiers, while those who resist can become immortal undead.
Based on the principle of waste utilization, the mages stationed here incorporated these human nomads, known as "Bedai Barbarians", and promised to give them food, water and feed for horses and camels.
In return, these Bedai barbarians must hand over a sufficient number of young men to form an army and listen to the command and orders of the fortress.
Moreover, they were not allowed to enter the interior of the fortress and could only live in tents under the shadow of the city wall.
Once a war breaks out, these people will bear the brunt and become expendable cannon fodder.
But the interesting thing is that instead of being angry when the Bedai barbarians heard such a request, they accepted it completely.
Because they were walking in a hurry when fleeing, they basically didn't bring much food, water, or fodder for their horses and camels. They were lucky to be able to barely cross an area of the desert.
You must know that many tribes were completely swallowed up by the yellow sand in the sky while walking.
Therefore, the Bedai barbarians had no room for bargaining. After receiving basic living security, they quickly chose to kneel down to ensure their own continuation.
The cruel environment of the desert shaped their fighting style that was fearless of death, and also shaped their mindset of doing whatever it took to survive.
Looking at the thousands of tents outside the fortress and the nomads who were clumsily cooking with iron pots and coal stoves, Owo, who came specially from the floating city, asked directly: "How many people are here?"
"Hmm - about 12,000 people. Almost half of them are women and children without fighting ability, and the rest are men who can serve as warriors."
Next to him, another lich from the Arcane Society quickly gave an accurate number.
You must know that even though the Eno Oak Desert looks like a sky full of gravel, it is actually home to a population of 150,000 to 200,000 people.
Ninety-nine percent of them are concentrated near oases, fighting endlessly for pasture and precious fresh water resources.
"That means we can form a cavalry force of four thousand to six thousand people?"
Ovo continued to ask questions with great interest.
Since he has been accumulating strength recently to launch a war against the City of Shadows, he is trying every means to recruit more cannon fodder.
The group of Bedai barbarians outside the city wall happened to fit the bill perfectly.
The Lich nodded slightly: "Yes, Master. However, this kind of light cavalry mixed with horses and camels may be able to chase the defeated enemy, but if they fight a tough battle, their morale will probably collapse soon."
"Ah! I know this without you reminding me. But it doesn't matter, I didn't expect them to fight a tough battle."
Ovo shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, and the pale and swollen flesh all over his body was trembling slightly.
"That's no problem. As long as you need it, I can complete the recruitment within fifteen minutes at any time."
The lich swore a guarantee.
"Very good. With these Bedai barbarians, my war plan can begin to be implemented. No matter what the purpose of Yinhun City's return to the material world is, what they get this time is destined to fail."
When he said these words, Owo's eyes flashed with a frightening red light, and the negative energy released caused the surrounding environment temperature to drop by more than five degrees Celsius.
"Master, please forgive me. The number and quality of the arcane casters we currently have are far inferior to those of Haunted Soul City. Moreover, the construction of the floating city has just begun. Isn't it too risky for you to rashly launch a war like this?
One point?" the Lich reminded cautiously.
When the Grand Arcanist heard these words, he couldn't help laughing immediately: "Hahahaha! I understand your caution.
But don't worry, the City of Shadows is not as scary as you think.
It was just one of the many floating cities in Netheril, and it wasn't even ranked at all at the time.
What's more, I know the flaws of the floating city very well.
Once the opponent reveals a flaw, I can immediately make this behemoth fall from the sky."
"Do I need to apply for more staff?"
The Lich lowered his voice to test.
"No, it's not necessary. The power we have is enough. What's more, this is a suggestion I made to Soth. Naturally, I will be fully responsible for it."
Owo rejected the other party's kindness.
As the great arcanist of the Netheril era, he has his own dignity and pride.
Especially when it comes to the issue of who is the legitimate heir to Netheril, no great arcanist will compromise.
Therefore, Shade City, which has turned its back on the golden spirit of Netheril, must die!
Otherwise its existence is an insult and blasphemy to the former.
But what Owo didn't know was that the massive recruitment of fugitive Bedai barbarians in the fortress had already been noticed by the City of Shadows.
Through the pervasive spying of those spies with ghost physiques, Telamant Tanshur already knew the situation in the Kadarin magic stone mine.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this moment, the supreme city lord was sitting on his own throne and had just listened to the spies' report. He raised his head and asked his right-hand man, Haji Horner: "You
Do you think we can seize this important mine with our current strength?"
"Can!"
Hajhorna answered in the affirmative without thinking.
Because he understands the importance of the Kadarin Stone to Netheril.
Once you capture the mine, you will not only be able to obtain a steady supply of Kadarin Magic Stones, but it will also boost the morale of all spellcasters in Shade City.
"In that case, let's do it.
You will be responsible for this matter personally, and I will temporarily authorize you to mobilize other ghost princes.
During the operation, the safety of the mine must be protected and there must be no accidents.
Otherwise, once the mine explodes, the consequences will be absolutely catastrophic."
Telamant Tanshur warned with a serious expression.
He didn't want the valuable mine he had finally found to turn into ruins during the battle.
"Please give me a few days to prepare."
Having said that, Hajhorna bent down and bowed deeply, and then left, ignoring his eldest son and Shar elector Revalan Tanshur, who was hostile to him.
As soon as he left, Revalan Tanshur, the back leg, couldn't help but question: "Father, why did you give such an important task to Hajhorna instead of me?"
"Because he is more rational and calm than you. He will never get angry or even fight just because someone provokes his beliefs." Telamante explained pointedly.
Obviously, he was accusing Revalan of spending too much time serving the Goddess of Night, thus neglecting his study of arcane magic.
And Telamante knew very well how fanatical Revalan's beliefs were.
If someone dares to insult Shar in front of this guy, then he will 100% charge forward and fight the other person until he or the other person is dead.
There is no way, maintaining the honor of serving the gods is the most basic duty of the electorate.
If you fail to do even this, the power you have been given may be withdrawn at any time.
Therefore, Revalan has no choice but to go to the dark side on this road.
Just when the eldest son was about to open his mouth to defend himself, a ghost mage from outside hurried in and reported in an extremely shocked tone: "The great supreme city lord, you... your son Brenas is said to be here.
Ashcatella of Amn has been captured."
"Huh? What! Repeat what you just said!"
Telamante stood up from the throne in shock.
"Your son Brenas was arrested in Askatra. The crime was that he tried to sneak into a certain mage tower, but was caught in a trap set up by others."
The ghost mage reported the information that had just been sent back with a sad face.
"Damn it! This is going to be troublesome."
Telamante's face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water.
Because the capture of Brenas is likely to expose those unknown secret plans.
This is not a good thing for the development and growth of Yinhun City.
Therefore, the Supreme City Lord must now wipe his son's ass, and it is best to rescue him quickly in a short time.
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