A high-ranking priestess of Lolth exclaimed with wide eyes.
However, there was no trace of sadness or anger on her face, instead there was a hint of joy.
the reason is simple!
This female dark elf wears the same family emblem as the mistress, indicating that she should be the mistress's daughter or sister.
This means that after the death of the mistress, there is a high probability that she can take the opportunity to become the next mistress.
This is a very common phenomenon in the transition of power in drow noble families.
Some ambitious eldest daughters will even secretly join forces with other siblings or enemies to try every means to kill the current mistress and replace her.
The matrons also know this very well, and will even appreciate and even encourage their daughters to show off their talents through confrontation from a strange perspective.
But unfortunately, this high-ranking priestess was obviously happy too early.
Or maybe she didn't realize how dangerous and terrifying a dark guard who was personally given power by the lord of Baator's hell plane really was.
What's more, Aribes is much more powerful than ordinary Dark Guards.
Since she originally had a very high paladin level, she directly converted part of the paladin level into the dark guard level after her fall. Therefore, the levels of the two professions are the LV10 dark guard and the LV9 fallen paladin.
In addition, Zuo Si personally bestowed upon him a voter-exclusive advanced profession similar to [Devil Master] - [Dependent of the Devil Prince], with a total professional level as high as LV23.
This is a comprehensive profession that combines the advantages of a melee profession and a divine spellcaster. It mainly enhances the melee combat ability while gaining the spellcasting power of a LV20 priest.
Although the spellcasting level does not seem to be high, the number of spellcastings is actually frightening, and there is no need to prepare in advance. The spellcasting method is closer to the magical version of a warlock.
At the same time, you can also achieve "instant", "silent" and other effects through super magic skills and level ups.
So the scariest thing about Aribes is that she can wield her giant sword to launch fierce attacks while mixing in various spells. Sometimes it heals and strengthens herself, and sometimes it hurts or weakens the opponent.
But these are only the powers that Aribes possesses, and they do not include the little life that is being nurtured in her belly.
Although it may still be an embryo at the moment, Aribes can already inexplicably predict the enemy's movements in the next two to three seconds in advance during battle, and even suddenly have a flash of inspiration and listen to the opponent's inner thoughts.
This undoubtedly gave him an unparalleled and overwhelming advantage in battle.
The most direct manifestation is that after successfully killing the mistress, she easily knocked away the deadly adamantine magic-breaking arrow shot by a crossbowman not far away with her sword, and then rushed forward with a graceful and light movement.
, killed twenty dark elves in less than five seconds.
Among them were two female high priestesses and a male mage who were swallowed by the flames of hell.
On average, four enemies were killed in one second.
You must know that these are the elites of Drow, and on average everyone has a professional level of no less than LV10.
But after the ability to predict and the martial arts expertise that triggers the Great Cleave, it is all about chopping melons and vegetables. There is no one who can even block a sword.
Several drow equipped with shields wanted to raise the 3 adamantine shields in their hands to block.
As a result, the shield held up, but the arm could not withstand the inhuman force and moved downward uncontrollably. As a result, the shoulder and neck were split open, exposing the broken ribs and damaged heart in the chest.
strength!
Skill!
Divine magic!
The lethality released by the combination of the three is basically a grass-cutting unparalleled mode when dealing with enemies whose levels are far inferior to one's own.
Whether it was the dark elves or the demons following them, they were quickly reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye in the face of efficient killing.
Seeing Irebes getting closer and closer to him, Deszel finally felt the breath of death and immediately gave orders to the golem he summoned.
"Stop that crazy woman! Don't let her get close to me!"
"As ordered..."
The golem made a low sound in response, then moved its huge metal body and rushed out.
Boom——Boom——Boom——
Accompanied by the sound and vibration made by the huge soles of its feet stepping on the ground, this behemoth, which may weigh more than ten or even dozens of tons, rushed straight towards the location of Aribes.
It doesn't even need to make any attack movements. The terrifying kinetic energy generated by its own mass while running is enough to collapse the outer wall of Neverwinter Castle.
If you were a human being, you could basically imagine an ordinary person being run over by a speeding heavy truck on the highway.
You are lucky to be able to keep the body intact.
In most cases, it is basically a mess of flesh and blood, with blood, brains, internal organs and body parts of different sizes scattered on the ground.
"You think a mere golem can stop me? I'm really underestimated!"
Aribes casually released the nine-ring implosion technique, detonating a high-level dark elf mage from within and turning it into a puddle of minced meat flying in the sky. He immediately turned around and slashed at the golem with a giant sword burning with hell flames.
of knees.
In her opinion, with the artifact in her hand, even if she couldn't cut off the metal golem's legs directly, she could at least leave a huge wound on it with the high temperature and sharpness.
It only takes a few clicks to remove one leg of this behemoth.
When the time comes, the golem that loses its support will naturally fall to the ground and become a useless lump of iron.
This is a technique commonly used by warrior professions to deal with large structures or earth elemental creatures.
But when the giant sword collided with the golem's knee, an invisible force field instantly blocked the damage caused by the high-temperature flames. At the same time, the enchantment level 5 blade failed to cut into the metal as expected, but was struck by a huge
The reaction force bounces away.
boom!
In response, Aribes flew backwards, lost her balance in mid-air and fell to the ground.
The golem's sprinting speed did not slow down at all, and it raised its feet in large strides, intending to trample the enemy in front of it into a pulp.
Fortunately, Aribes reacted very quickly. She used one arm as a support to do a somersault backwards, landed on her feet to avoid being stepped on by the golem, and quickly retreated to a safe distance.
The remaining dark elves and demons who were not dead quickly hid behind the golem, staring at this giant metal thing with extremely surprised eyes, trying to figure out how it could withstand the flames of that artifact quality.
Greatsword.
You must know that even the magical adamantine armor that the drow are most proud of will inevitably soften under the burning flames, and then be split open by a powerful slash.
"How can this be!"
Looking at the metal golem standing not far away, Aribes, who had been confident just now, finally showed an expression of shock and disbelief.
Because she had clearly observed that there was not even a tiny scratch where the opponent's knee was attacked.
This situation usually means two words - immunity!
Double immunity to physical attacks and hellfire burning!
After all, a weapon with an enchantment level of 5 is a veritable artifact, one that can truly harm gods.
Many gods use weapons that are only level 5 or 6.
Deszell raised his chin slightly, showing a proud expression, and responded with a sneer: "Did you see it?
Such is the power possessed by the great race of ancient peoples and creators!
The golem they created tens of thousands of years ago is even completely immune to all forms of physical and magical damage!
Remember, it is completely immune and has no weaknesses.
Look at the golems made by mages now, they are just like garbage.
The great Queen Mosala will surely lead her people to rise again!
And I will receive an unimaginable reward."
"Completely immune to all physical and magical damage?!"
Aribes's eyes widened in surprise.
Because this is almost impossible to do in theory, at least after the second-generation magic goddess closed the deep magic network.
Even the most powerful undead spellcasters, such as lichs and demilichs, can only make themselves immune to spells of the first to third or fourth levels.
The powerful demon lords and great devils are only immune to the sixth level at best.
As for immunity to physical attacks, although it sounds a bit outrageous, there are still some in Faerûn, a place filled with all kinds of magical creatures.
"If you don't believe it, just give it a try. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry at all."
Having said that, Deszel gave the metal golem an attack order.
The latter quickly rushed forward to fight with Aribes.
During this process, Irebes continued to use seven-ring, eight-ring, and even nine-ring magical spells. As a result, none of them could break the invisible anti-magic field on the golem.
Most of the attacking magical spells will disappear the moment they get close.
And it is not achieved by suppressing the magic network like the anti-magic force field, because the powerful magic blessed by her will not disappear when she gets close, but is closer to directly maximizing the magic resistance.
As Deszel boasted, the craftsmanship of this golem far exceeds Netheril, which is regarded as the spiritual homeland by arcane casters. Even the artificers of the Imaskar Empire, who are known to be the best at making strange objects,
All were eclipsed by it.
Aribes can guarantee that if this golem were to be auctioned in the West Coast Empire, all spellcasting organizations, including the Arcane Society, would definitely ask for a sky-high price.
The knowledge and technology it contains can enable the construct to achieve a huge improvement in leaps and bounds on the existing basis.
Similarly, Aribes also realized that the danger level of the creator race might be much higher than he imagined. No wonder Zuo Si took it so seriously and even sent General Taylor and so many troops.
Realizing that she did not have the means to destroy the golem in front of her, she immediately changed her mind and directly took advantage of the golem's bulky characteristics. She aimed at her feet and released the dissociation technique that destroyed the field, creating a medium-sized trap out of thin air in an instant.
Because the golem couldn't dodge, one of its feet just stepped in, and its whole body immediately began to lean forward. As a result, it fell face down and fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang.
Aribes took advantage of this gap and jumped up on the golem's head to attack Deszel who was hiding behind.
"Damn it!"
Deszel couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and immediately left the remaining demons and dark elves and ran away.
He knew very well that he was no match for Aribes, so he placed his last hope on the queen of the creator race, Mosala.
As long as this powerful ancient monarch can wake up in time, all problems will be solved.
…
On the other side, inside the Neverwinter Castle, the maddened beholders emerging from the depths of the underground have almost completely occupied the hall.
Just when they were about to rush out and start a killing spree, General Taylor finally gave the order to the Praetorian Guards hiding in the dark.
I saw that on the originally plain wall, tunnels leading to other demiplanes were instantly opened.
Immediately after, the Forbidden Soldiers wearing magic heavy armor and holding heavy weapons rushed out from inside.
Each of these surgically transformed super soldiers is about two and a half meters tall, but they are not bulky at all.
Quite the opposite!
Their nerve reflex speed is simply beyond the reach of normal people, and even the top professional athletes are like slow-motion playback compared to them.
The most typical example is a group of monsters such as orcs, bugbears, ogres, and wargs surrounding a lone Imperial Guard and trying to attack him as a group.
But in just the blink of an eye, more than half of these guys were killed or injured in an instant, and many of them were directly cut in two from the middle.
During the whole process, they didn't even know what the Imperial Guards had done, they could only see the fleeting and blurry afterimages.
Moreover, although these super soldiers are wearing heavy armor, they can still run at a speed of 70 kilometers per hour, and can run for more than five hours without rest.
If you sprint, you can get faster.
what does that mean?
This means that if necessary, they can rush forward and attack at a speed of more than 20 meters per second.
So before all the beholders could react to what was happening, all kinds of giant swords, heavy hammers, and battle axes came down at once.
Although the body of the beholder is relatively hard, and the unenchanted stainless steel sword looks scratched, it is no different from paper in front of these 3 magic weapons.
Some beholders are actually like balls. After being hit by a heavy hammer, they fly out and hit the wall hard, spurting out a large amount of blood. They have no time to emit rays before being killed by subsequent finishing blows.
Although the rules of the planet Toril are very unfriendly to technological creations, these guards are not equipped with power mechas like other Astartes warriors, but their combat effectiveness is not bad at all, and they swept the entire hall in a devastating way.
.
Although the Eye of the Elder tried to mount a final resistance with its powerful magical power, it only resulted in the death of one Imperial Guard soldier and the injury of three others.
"This...is this the most powerful imperial army in the empire?"
Staring at the mutilated beholder corpses on the ground, Erin Zhende's mouth opened wide in surprise, and his whole body was trembling slightly uncontrollably.
Because these soldiers are so powerful!
He even suspected that those wrapped around their bodies were giants or high-level devils with legendary levels.
What's even more terrifying is that it only takes a few or even a dozen super soldiers to easily change the direction of a war. The West Coast Empire actually has a total of eight thousand people.
General Taylor was obviously very satisfied with Erin Zhende's reaction at this moment, and said in an extremely proud tone: "Now do you understand the greatness of the Empire and His Majesty the Emperor?
As long as he is willing, he can even sweep across the entire continent of Faerûn and even conquer the planet Toril.
No force can resist the will of His Majesty the Great Emperor!
No one can hinder the advancement of the imperial army!
Creator race?
Queen of the ancient people?
They are just a group of old antiques that have been eliminated by the times."
"What should we do now? Go to support Aribes? The golem she encountered seems a bit difficult to deal with."
Erin Zhende was obviously very emotional.
Because of the powerful strength displayed by these Guards soldiers, he became more and more convinced that he and Aribes had made the right choice.
Only by completely integrating Neverwinter into the Empire is it responsible for all residents.
"No, no need. Now that the sealed door has been opened, let us use a war to completely destroy the enemy."
After saying that, General Taylor winked at the captain of the Praetorian Guard not far away.
The latter understood it instantly and discussed it directly with the commander of the mage army.
A dozen mages quickly jumped down and reached the bottom of the passage, and quickly completed a simple magic ritual.
Then a bright spot of light began to flash at the bottom.
Upon seeing this, the Imperial Guards immediately jumped down one after another.
About thirty meters above the ground, everyone was blessed with the Feather Falling Technique, and finally landed on the ground without incident.
After all the 1,000-man Imperial Guards went down, they were followed by 1,500-man Steel Velociraptor Dragoons and 2,000 firearms troops responsible for long-range strikes.
If we add the legions of spell casters, there will be almost five thousand people.
At first, General Taylor was worried that the underground space was too small to accommodate his troops, but when he went down in person, he discovered that the space on the ground floor was much larger than he had imagined.
In other words, it is completely a huge underground urban community.
Compared with the scene before us, the city built by the dark elves and gray dwarves in the Underdark can barely be regarded as a small village.
The open space just outside the city is several kilometers long and is flat with almost no obstruction.
In the middle of the city, there stands a huge snake-shaped statue.
If nothing else, the one enshrined should be the famous Giant Serpent of the Universe.
Because this ancient god is the common belief of the Scaled Clan, although many scholars believe that he is not actually one god, but several similar gods due to his many derivatives.
In addition to the huge snake-shaped statues, various buildings with strange shapes have also been well preserved for tens of thousands of years, showing a highly prosperous and powerful ancient civilization.
Of course, the main reason why General Taylor could see all this clearly in the dark underground was because there was a luminous sphere like a small sun floating directly above the city.
It not only brings light to the city, but also emits amazing heat.
In just a few minutes, Erin Zhende, who was in the worst physical condition, was sweating like rain. Visually, the ambient temperature was at least about 40 degrees Celsius, and the moisture and oxygen content in the air were obviously several times higher than on the surface.
Magnitude.
Many ancient ferns that have long since disappeared from the surface world are scattered around every corner, and occasionally some weird giant insects can be seen crawling from a distance.
It's as if someone has pressed the pause button here to stop the flow of time, and everything remains as it was during the Thunder Era tens of thousands of years ago.
“It’s like being in the jungle of Chult!”
A mage couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and at the same time quickly cast himself a spell to endure the environment.
There is no doubt that after countless wars, destruction, climate changes and disasters that tear apart the continent, if you want to find the living environment closest to the creator race in Faerûn today, especially the creation of scaly creatures.
The one who is the witch-Saruq is definitely the Jungle of Chult.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Because as early as ancient times, the Saluk witch established the famous Mershok Empire there.
Including Nagas, Snake People, and different varieties of Lizard People were born there.
Later, with the decline of the Saluk Witch, the Mershok Empire even gradually fell into the hands of the snake people, and this ancient civilization would continue for a long time to come.
"What is that ball of light floating in the air? Is it some kind of powerful legendary magic?" General Taylor narrowed his eyes and asked.
"No, that's not magic, but a terrifying energy source.
If I guess correctly, the reason why the entire area around Neverwinter is warmer than other places in the North is due to the heat emitted from this thing.
It's dangerous, very, very dangerous to be exact.
If the power accumulated inside is fully released, it may have the same effect as when the elves' high magic rituals tore apart the continent of Faerûn.
But what it brings is not earthquakes and tsunamis, but rapid warming of the entire planet’s climate.”
The representative sent by the Arcane Society, Habatha Delin, explained in an extremely serious tone.
At this moment, he had almost guessed what the queen of the creator race, Mosala, wanted to do.
You must know that one of the most important reasons why the Saluk witch snake disappeared suddenly was that the ambient temperature suddenly dropped.
If some method can be used to change the environment of Faerûn back to its previous state, then the sleeping Saluk witch can naturally wake up and re-establish his hegemony.
As for what kind of disasters are caused in this process, and how many cities and even countries are destroyed, they don't care.
Anyway, there are lessons learned from the elves' creation of Evermeet Island, they are just following the same example.
"You mean...these ancient reptiles want to use this energy source to melt the ice, destroy us by causing the water to rise, and then make the environment of the entire Faerûn continent look like the Chult Jungle?
"
General Taylor's tone revealed shock and anger that could not be concealed.
Habaser Delin nodded slightly: "Yes, that's it.
Otherwise, why would they wake up and open the seal at this time?
And why go to great lengths to destroy Neverwinter?
Get ready, general.
This time it may be a tough battle.
Because the magical power possessed by the Saluk witches is very powerful, which can be seen from the Netherese scrolls they created."
Just when General Taylor wanted to ask for more detailed information about the shaman, there was a sudden slight vibration on the ground.
Not long after, an army composed entirely of construct golems came out of the city in a mighty manner.
Each one of them looks no different from the one that Irebes fought with before, they are all the same huge, heavy, and exquisite.
"Oh my God! This...this can't be true, can it?"
The intelligence chief of Neverwinter, Erin Zhende, fell into a sluggish state.
These are not just one or two golems, but hundreds of them.
If they were all like the one fighting Aribes, then this battle would be impossible to fight at all.
"Unfortunately, this is true.
In other words, this is the magical power mastered by the creator race.
Get ready for battle.
We must destroy these golems as soon as possible and rush in to interrupt Mosala's spellcasting.
Haven't you felt that the light from that energy group is getting stronger and stronger, and the ambient temperature is also rising?"
Habaser Derin puts the seriousness of the problem bluntly.
"What? Is the enemy already starting to release energy?"
General Taylor suddenly became nervous.
There is no way not to be nervous!
The empire's political center, Calimport, and its economic center, Askatra, are both on the edge of the sea.
The other most prosperous regions, such as Baldur's Gate, Zazespor, Mylatmar, Surdover, West Gate, Luskan, Nelanthel Islands, and the Viceroyalty of Araul, are basically all
A port city by the sea.
Other major cities are also close to the river.
Once a large-scale sea level rise or flooding caused by river flooding occurs, the consequences will be unimaginable.
There is no way. In the past, the overall level of technology and productivity in Faerûn was not very developed. If you wanted to solve the water problem caused by the settlement of a large number of people, the simplest solution was to stay close to a river or lake.
So if you open the map and look carefully, you will find that all the black spots symbolizing cities are basically near rivers and lakes.
If the population of inland cities is small, they can barely survive by drilling water wells, but if it is larger, there will be a very serious water shortage.
At that time, either the excess population will be moved away, or a large amount of money will be spent to build a canal that can connect the river and the lake.
Seeing hundreds of invulnerable demon statues arrayed together and approaching with overwhelming momentum, Erin Zhende was as nervous as if he had been fished out of the water.
Swallowing, he lowered his voice and asked, "How are we going to deal with these big guys who are immune to both magic and physical attacks?"
Habaser Delin smiled and replied: "On this point, I think Ms. Aribes has already set a good example. We just need to follow the tips she gave."
moment!
General Taylor seemed to understand something, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he immediately gave an order to the mage troops: "Prepare magic rituals! Quick! Create a swamp terrain deep enough for me! I want these damn golems
Get them all in!"
"clear!"
The leader of the mage troop was obviously a smart man, and he instantly understood the purpose of doing this.
After a while, hundreds of mages and warlocks gathered together and started chanting unfamiliar spells.
After each person dedicated a third-level spell slot, the high-level mage responsible for guiding also consumed a seventh-level spell slot, and finally succeeded in creating a huge swamp with a radius of more than 500 meters at the feet of the golem in a short period of time.
zone.
As a result, the demons walking side by side all fell into the bottomless mud with a plop, sinking deeper and deeper, and soon they were completely submerged above their heads and sank.
"Well done! Now I order the Iron Velociraptor Dragoons to attack immediately! Rush into the city as quickly as possible, kill all the resisters, and find the place where the enemy holds magic rituals."
Seeing that the most troublesome golem had disappeared, General Taylor decisively chose to let the cavalry attack first.
Although these Velociraptor Dragoons are not all macho men who have undergone Astartes transformation surgeries like the Praetorian Guards, they have also undergone genetically enhanced magical transformations.
It's just that the focus of their strengthening is not on strength, defense and recovery capabilities, but on physical coordination, reaction speed and agility.
With the steel velociraptor weighing several tons after undergoing complete transformation, its terrifying impact is even far greater than that of a dragon and horse, and it can also bite and claw.
Following the general's order, the Iron Velociraptor Dragoons immediately began to form a battle formation, bypassing the huge swamp ahead and heading straight to the city of the creator race to launch a charge.
Their speed was as fast as the wind, and after a simple acceleration, they reached an astonishing one hundred and fifty kilometers per hour.
You must know that the running of the Steel Velociraptor is not the ordinary sense of two legs alternately grabbing the ground, but a large-scale jump. It can often jump over twenty meters in one takeoff, and can cross forty to more than 40 meters in two takeoffs.
Fifty meters away.
In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the city and collided with the awakened humanoid reptiles hidden in the buildings and alleys.
However, what surprised the mages was that these creatures who claimed to be the creator race were not the legendary Saluk witches, but instead were closer to various modern lizard people.
You must know that a real witch snake should have a head close to a lizard, an upper body like a humanoid creature, and a lower body like a snake.
They used their own blood to create derivatives that inherited some of their characteristics as slaves and servants.
Among them, the snake man obviously inherited the lower body, while the lizard man inherited the head.
This scene was observed by Habaser Delin, who held a far-sighted crystal ball. He immediately frowned and whispered: "Strange! How could it be a lizard man? With the level of magic and skills they have mastered, they should obviously be Saluk witches.
."
"Master, what difference does it make?"
Erin Zhende asked in an uncertain tone.
"Of course there is a difference.
Because these ancient lizard men in front of us are much easier to deal with than their creator Wu Hui.
Look at those guys who were chopped down by the Steel Velociraptor Dragoons. They look like an ancient civilization that could dominate the continent.
Could it be that just like the Mershok Empire born in the Chult jungle, the Saluk witches here also fell into decline, and power gradually fell into the hands of their former servants?
These lizards not only stole their masters' power, knowledge and technology, but also their names?"
Habaser Delin touched his chin and expressed his guess.
As a legendary lich, he had already read records about the ancient times from Zuo Si's library, and knew clearly that the lizard people were by no means a member of the creator race.
In contrast, General Taylor obviously didn't care whether these lizardmen were the creator race or not, and asked very simply: "So I can use the entire army to directly occupy this city?"
Habaser Delin nodded immediately: "That's right!
If the opponents were not Saluk witches, but just these lizardmen in front of them, then they would never be the opponents of the imperial army.
If possible, I hope you can capture more living prisoners.
After all, they are lizard people from ancient times, and their bloodline should be relatively close to that of Wu Hui, which has considerable research value.
In addition, it is best not to destroy any buildings or objects that appear to be related to magic unless necessary."
"Understood. Please rest assured that I will try my best to meet the requirements of the Arcane Society on the premise of winning."
After General Taylor gave the guarantee, he immediately ordered the imperial army and firearms troops to start approaching the city.
After the charge of the Iron Velociraptor Dragoons, the area near the edge of the city has been basically cleared.
Since most of the lizardmen's professional levels were not high and they had just woken up from their slumber and were in a weak state, they were quickly defeated.
Most of them were killed on the spot by the spears, and some were torn apart by the fangs and claws of the raptors.
When the infantry entered the streets of the city, they basically encountered no decent resistance.
Soon, several living prisoners were dragged by ropes and brought to General Taylor.
"Who exactly are you? Why are you pretending to be the creator race?"
Habatha Delin asked sternly through the telepathy blessed by magic.
It's not that he doesn't want to communicate directly with language, but he's not sure whether the other party can understand the language he masters.
After all, modern lizardmen generally use Draconic and Common Tongue.
In the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago, the language used by their ancestors was definitely not these.
Because the era when dragons ruled the earth was after the demise of the creator race.
"Impersonation? We are originally a member of the great creator race!"
The lizard men also responded telepathically.
Especially when he mentioned impersonation, his mood became extremely angry, as if he was stimulated.
Habaser Delin was keenly aware of this and immediately continued to test: "But in our records, the real creator race does not include you lizard people. To be precise, the lizard people were witched by Saruk.
The slaves created by the snake."
"This is impossible! You are lying! May the great queen Mosala pour her wrath on your head."
The lizard man roared angrily, his eyes shining with anger as if he was offended.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, Habaser Delin was very calm about this. He gently fiddled with the staff in his hand and explained to General Taylor on the side: "It's very
Unfortunately, it seems that these ordinary lizard people don't know anything.
Maybe they were born so late that they don't know how their race was born, or the history of the Saluk witch.
It is also possible that someone tampered with everything after seizing power, making all lizardmen think that they were the creator race.
All their knowledge, technology and power come from themselves.
I have to say, this situation is really interesting.
Because a very similar state also appears in the late records of the Mershok Empire in the Chult Jungle.
That is to say, after seizing power, the Snake People also tampered with history and made the remaining Snake People think that they are the creators and true masters of this country."
"So these lizardmen usurped the city and country established by Saluk Wuhu?"
General Taylor's tone revealed strong curiosity.
Perhaps he is not very interested in the history of these ancient times, but he really wants to know how these slaves devoured their master.
“This is what confuses me the most.
Because based on archaeological discoveries and some ancient sporadic records, it can be basically determined that the Saluk witch created only three empires in total.
They are the Okos Empire in the south of what is now Mulhorand in the east, the Mershok Empire in the Chult Jungle in the south, and the Istosefif Empire in the Aino Oak Desert.
If Neverwinter was part of the Istosefifer Empire at that time, then it would have been a little too far from the center of the empire.
But if there had ever been an independent Saluk witch country here, the Istosefif Empire would have chosen to annex it through diplomacy or war.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the war that flooded the sworn enemy Felin Demon Kui caused a huge change in climate, causing some witches to migrate here and establish an unknown settlement.
All in all, this thing was more interesting than expected.
And I have a hunch that there must be some big secrets hidden here, and it may even reveal the real reason why the creator race disappeared in the long river of history.”
When he said these words, Habaser Delin's eyes flashed with a frightening red light, and his whole person was in a state of extreme excitement.
He didn't even hesitate for a second and directly used magical communication to show his findings to the core members of the Arcane Society.
In less than half a minute, a series of portals were opened one after another, and it didn't take long for more than a hundred legendary lichs to gather.
Since they had all undergone a second transformation ceremony in the Sunwell of Azeroth, the coldness emanating from their gathering together abruptly lowered the surrounding environment temperature.
As for Erin Zhende, he is currently hiding behind General Taylor and shivering.
As the intelligence chief of Neverwinter City, he had long heard that there were many powerful lichs in the Arcane Society under the Emperor of the West Coast Empire.