You don't need to ask to know that this is the nest that Wilmes built specifically for himself, an urban community that can accommodate tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people.

Near the deepest part of the mountain, there is an opening that leads directly to the skylight on the top of the mountain, and below is a lake filled with red, boiling magma.

Above the lava lake is a solid black fortress made entirely of steel.

In addition to storing a large amount of gold, silver, treasures and precious magical items, this fortress also imprisoned the previous Dragon King, Balagos "Flying Flame".

The young brown dragon Otagos and the black dragon Oroxes under Wilmes are currently responsible for the security of the Iron Fortress. Any fool who tries to break in or even get close may be bitten to death or devoured by them without mercy.

The black dragon, in particular, would first corrode the corpse with acid, and then leave it there until it began to rot and deteriorate before swallowing it with a look of enjoyment.

Recently, many goblins and orcs who were clumsy and even confused about the situation have become food for dragons.

As one of the first dwarf clan leaders to surrender to Wilmes, Todak Houdehek is obviously much smarter than those monsters and barbarian chiefs who are ambitious to expand their influence and gain greater power.

He knew very well that when serving a terrifying creature like the evil dragon, the most important thing was never to achieve great merit, but to ensure that he never made mistakes.

In this way, the dwarves can continue to grow and develop under the protection of the other party's powerful force.

Even if one day Wilmes was killed by the gods' chosen people, adventurers, or dragon slayers, his clan could take the opportunity to expel other races and monopolize this huge underground city and the amazing wealth left by the Red Dragon Queen.

Of course, as long as Wilmes is alive, Todak Houdehek will never make even the slightest act of betrayal.

Because that is no different from seeking death.

Right now, he was leading his clan members and some other conquered dwarf tribes, and they were busy throwing large amounts of mined iron ore into the lava forge to melt it into molten iron, which would then be used to forge weapons and armor to equip the monsters and barbarian armies that were coming over one after another.

Obviously, looking at this posture, we can tell that Vermes is definitely preparing to conquer the entire Starswirl Mountains and then invade the vast Verdas Forest in the north which is ruled by the elves.

Todak Houdehek was not too worried about the coming war.

After all, today's elves are no longer the powerful race that held hegemony over the continent during the Crown War thousands of years ago, but a marginal race that is barely surviving in front of the children of the new era - humans.

Perhaps the elves on Evermeet still wield powerful magic and military might.

But the elves who live scattered across the continent of Faerun usually have only two choices when faced with the overwhelming numerical advantage and fierce attacks of humans.

One is to withdraw to Yongju Island and give up the home where they have lived for generations, and the other is to fight to the end and be wiped out, or even more miserably become a plaything and slave.

This kind of thing has happened more than once in the three countries south of the west coast: Amn, Tethyr, and Calinsand.

Among them, Kalinshan did the most thorough. There are no independent elven villages in the wild anymore. Only a small number of elves and half-elf families remain, who have integrated into the cities, or simply exist as slaves.

The situation in Amn is similar. There are basically no large gatherings of elves. Only a few wild elf tribes still live a primitive life of fishing, hunting and semi-nomadic in the uninhabited forests.

Only in Tethyr did the sudden outbreak of civil strife prevent the policy of encircling and suppressing the elves from being implemented, which led to the temporary prosperity of the elven kingdom in the Wildas Forest.

Of course, this "prosperity" is only relative.

Todak Houdehek believed that as long as the new Red Dragon Queen and her army of monsters were fully armed, crushing a mere tens of thousands of elves would be as easy as eating and drinking.

As for the Vortex Mountains, even Balagos's "Flying Flame" could easily control it, let alone Wilmes who defeated him.

Just as the dwarf chief was imagining a bright future, a huge black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, flapping its wings and creating strong airflows. Many dwarves who were working were blown so hard that they could not open their eyes.

After a while, an extremely huge red dragon of Purgatory descended from the sky and landed steadily on a specially built flying platform.

Todak Houdehek did not dare to delay for even a second. He quickly rushed forward with his short legs, knelt down on his knees and crawled on the ground.

"Supreme and great Queen! Your servants are here to serve you."

"Nothing happened while I was away, right?"

Wilmes looked around with his eyes as white as black jade.

The leader of the dwarf clan quickly shook his head: "No! Everything is normal.

Except for those stupid orcs and goblins who still like to run around as usual, the rest of the tribes have been placed in designated positions to carry out work according to your instructions.

Furthermore, armor and weapons have already begun production, and you should soon be able to equip yourself with an invincible army.

In addition, when mining the ore veins, we also dug out some gems and smelted a small amount of gold and silver nuggets, all of which have been sent to your treasury."

Hearing this, Wilmes nodded with satisfaction: "You have done very well. Now, I authorize you to manage all the dwarf tribes and be responsible for the daily operation of this underground city. Remember, don't betray my trust, and don't let me down."

"Understood! Don't worry, I will do my best to meet all your requirements."

Todak Houdehek was instantly ecstatic and immediately promoted himself again.

He was busy running around and asking his people to work hard to produce and build, just for this moment.

With this authorization, the dwarves can obtain a status far superior to other races and receive more resources.

However, what Todak Houdehek didn't know was that this time all of his thoughts were read by the strange object and told to Wilmes.

After realizing the inner calculations of his seemingly loyal fellow, the latter immediately raised the corners of his mouth into a meaningful smile, then turned around and entered the scorching hot steel fortress.

As soon as I stepped through the eerie door, a roar filled with anger and unwillingness echoed in the corridor, accompanied by violent collisions and tremors.

Without asking, one would know that the sound must have been made by Balagos "Flying Flame" imprisoned in the dungeon.

Ever since he was seriously injured and imprisoned, he has been in an extremely unstable mental state, and banging his head against the door is a normal behavior.

Fortunately, this situation only lasted for a few seconds before it calmed down again.

Wilmes ignored these insignificant noises, maintained his dragon form and walked straight to the deepest dungeon of the Iron Fortress.

Her appearance immediately caught the attention of the moon elf mage, Ashmi.

The latter was obviously relieved, and quickly put down the things at hand, respectfully put one hand on his chest and bowed: "Your Majesty, you are finally back."

"How is it, is this guy still as grumpy as before?"

As Wilmes asked, he peered through the iron window of the heavy metal door and saw that Balagos "Flying Flame" was tightly bound by a huge magic circle and chains emitting magic runes, and deadly red flames continued to spew out from his teeth and mouth.

There is no doubt that the former overlord did not surrender, but tried to melt the steel gate and rush out to regain his freedom whenever he had the chance.

But unfortunately, due to the continuous bleeding, he was too weak, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to break free from the magic chains.

As for his most powerful skill, the Fiery Breath, it was no longer as powerful as before.

Ashmi sighed slightly and explained, “You should know that Balagos is not a normal dragon, but has serious mental and psychological illnesses.

He slept very little, or to be exact, hardly ever rested, as if he had endless energy.

This means that we must be careful at all times, otherwise if we are caught with an opportunity or loophole, he may escape from this huge prison.

I suggest you find a way to solve this problem once and for all.

If it doesn't work, just kill him."

Wilmes smiled and replied, "Don't worry about that. I have obtained something from Soth that can completely turn this guy into an obedient slave."

"Oh? What is it?"

Ashmi's eyes sparkled with surprise and curiosity.

She really wanted to know what method Zuo Si would use to force an ancient red dragon like Balagos, who was proud, arrogant, and would never bow his head, to surrender.

"Hehe! You'll know it soon. Now, help me strengthen the binding force of the magic circle and chains to make sure this guy doesn't have the slightest ability to resist."

After saying that, Wilmes signaled the jailer to open the cage, then he pushed open the heavy iron door and walked in.

Seeing her huge figure, Balagos, who was still struggling and roaring frantically the previous second, immediately became quiet. His pupils revealed strong resentment, and he asked through gritted teeth: "What do you want to do? Are you here to kill me?"

"Kill you? No, no, no, that would be such a waste. I want to turn you into a loyal servant to me." Wilmes raised his chin slightly and announced in a condescending tone.

"Hahahaha! Are you daydreaming? Who do you think I am? I am Fei Yan! The greatest red dragon in the world! I will never bow to anyone! And I will never become your servant!"

Balagos gave a wild laugh.

There is no doubt that although he does not want to die, he is never afraid of death, as can be seen from his wild fighting style.

In other words, almost every red dragon that can live to this age group of the ancient times has experienced many battles.

Fighting and death have long become instincts ingrained in their bones.

When cornered, a red dragon doesn't mind either suffering mutual loss or death together with its enemy.

This is also the reason why they can become the leaders of the five-colored evil dragons.

Even a golden dragon, which is slightly stronger overall, will often be killed by a red dragon of the same age.

Unfortunately, Balagos had no idea what a gift the other party had prepared for him this time.

Seeing the former dragon king yelling crazily, Wilmes was not angry at all. Instead, he couldn't help but sighed with a smile: "What a familiar scene.

When I first met Soth, I was as arrogant as you are now.

But as time went by, I gradually realized that in the face of truly powerful force, the so-called dignity and pride are not worth mentioning at all.

Most importantly, do you think I'm asking for your opinion?

No! I'm just letting you know.

It is not up to you to become my servant."

As the last word came out of his mouth, Wilmes slowly took out the jar containing the rare item.

When Balagos saw the tentacle monster inside that had expanded to an alarming size, his face suddenly changed and he screamed in horror: "Mind-flayer? Get out of here! Take that thing away from me!"

"Sorry, it's too late. It may be a little painful later, please bear with it for a while. Believe me, this process will not take long and the pain is only temporary."

Wilmes grinned with a sinister and evil smile, and simply copied and pasted the words that Zuo Si had said to him that year.

Without any hesitation!

She simply broke the jar and roughly pulled the strange object out, then threw it into Balagos "Flying Flame"'s face.

The strange creature didn't waste any time. It waved its thick tentacles and activated its psychic power, prying open the opponent's fragile and sensitive nostrils and forcing its soft body in.

This process is undoubtedly very painful and terrifying.

So much so that Balagos began to struggle and resist like a madman, trying to burn to death this horrible creature that was about to invade his brain by breathing fire.

But unfortunately, Ashmi was already prepared, and quickly increased the binding force of the magic circle and chains to the maximum, causing him to lie prone on the ground, unable to move. He could only groan in pain through his teeth, his two lava-like eyes filled with despair for the tragic fate that was about to come.

Because anyone with a little common sense knows what it means to have your brain eaten and replaced by a creature like the mind flayer.

That is not physical death in the ordinary sense, or simply the destruction of the brain.

Rather, it is an all-round annihilation from the spirit to the consciousness, from the body to the soul.

Although Balagos was not quite sure what this huge Mind Flayer-like creature in front of him was and how it was created, he could clearly feel the psychic power emanating from those sticky tentacles.

The closer to the cranial cavity, the more susceptible the brain is to interference.

Even though some kind of signal is clearly sent to the body, it cannot be transmitted at all.

In addition, the torture caused by the fragile nasal mucosa being forcibly stretched and torn caused him to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

After several minutes, when the strange object completely entered the place where the brain and spine were connected and inserted its tentacles deeply into the nerve center to complete the control of the body, the struggle of Balagos' "Flying Flame" finally stopped completely.

"nailed it?"

The Moon Elf Mage asked in an uncertain tone.

Wilmes smiled and replied, "Ah! Done! Let him go! From now on, he will be our most loyal ally and servant."

Ashmi was obviously a little skeptical, and first carefully released the restraints of the magic circle.

Seeing that Balagos's "Flying Flame" did not suddenly attack, she untied the magic chains wrapped around her body.

After all the restraints disappeared, the ancient red dragon stood up and moved its body slightly under the nervous gaze of several pairs of eyes.

Just when everyone around was feeling very uneasy, Wilmes suddenly issued a series of orders without any warning.

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

"Roll around!"

"shake hands!"

…

In a flash, Balagos "Flying Flame", which had just exuded a powerful aura and deterrence, turned into a Husky in an instant.

Especially the action of sticking out tongue, which was exactly the same as that of a pet dog, which made people's jaws drop.

The brown dragon Otagos and the black dragon Oroxes, who had been tortured and abused by Balagos, rubbed their eyes repeatedly with their claws to confirm that they were not hallucinations.

After all, in their impression, the former master was an absolutely cruel king, even the demons in the bottomless abyss could not compare with him.

But now, the whole dragon's painting style has become non-serious, even making people want to laugh.

"Well—what a good dog!"

Wilmes raised his left front paw and patted Balagos' head, an action that was no different from a human patting a dog's head.

At this moment, she was extremely grateful that there were no other witnesses around when she did these actions. Otherwise, if she were like Balagos, she would be completely socially disowned in the dragon circle.

Ashmi stared at the scene with eyes wide open in shock. After a full minute, he cautiously asked, "Did that mind flayer-like creature just now devour and replace his brain?"

"No! The magic object only temporarily cuts off the connection between the brain and the spinal nerves.

Balagos was still alive and could hear and see everything that was happening around him, but he had no control over his body.

How about it? Isn't it a great creation and invention? You know, this is something that Soth successfully made when he was still an apprentice, but it can make a notorious ancient red dragon powerless to resist.

It's a pity that he only did this one, otherwise we could easily control hundreds of dragons to form a legion.

It was like a doomsday scene that covered the sky and sun under the influence of the Dragon Madness Mystery."

While saying this, Wilmes showed an expression of expectation and longing.

When she was a teenager, she was influenced by Kingslayer to join a dragon parade and was impressed by the damage that could be caused by dozens or even hundreds of dragons gathering together to attack a town.

If it weren't for those damn pointy-eared elves who secretly hid in the dark and stabbed the dragon with the Dragon Madness Chain during the war between giants and dragons in ancient times, the world of Toril would never have been ruled by mortals.

You have to know that in the eyes of the dragons, the elves who have just come to this world are actually no different from humans, they are all like "two-legged sheep".

Back then, the Sun Elf princes had to offer rare and precious Moon Elf "human sacrifices" to the "Lord of the Mountains", a powerful advanced dragon, in exchange for a brief period of peace.

At that time, there were only dozens of sun elves in the entire continent of Faerun, and there was only one moon elf.

Although these guys later relied on conspiracy and trickery to summon the power of Ghaunadaur, the god of slime, and successfully killed the "Lord of the Mountains", it can also be felt from this how powerful the dragon was at that time.

So this is why the dragons of the evil camp, whether they are red dragons or green dragons, particularly like to eat elves.

The hatred between the two races is so deep that it cannot be completely resolved.

Especially things like the Dragon Madness Maze are still causing huge killings, destruction and death.

Thinking of this, Wilmes glanced at Ashmi with a creepy look, which immediately frightened the latter.

Fortunately, she knew that this Moon Elf Mage was not an elf in the general sense. From the moment he fell into the evil camp, he was no longer blessed by the elven gods. Now he should be on her side, so she suppressed the strong desire for killing and revenge in her heart.

After a brief silence, Wilmes immediately spoke to the strange object again: "Allow Balagos to speak."

"As you wish!"

The strange object instantly released its control, allowing the ancient red dragon under its control to temporarily gain control of its mouth and throat.

The next second...

Balagos roared in anger: "Damn bastard! What did you do to me? That monster was able to forcibly control my body!"

"Haha, didn't I just tell you? From now on, you are my most loyal servant.

Remember, the strange object that just entered your brain can read your thoughts and memories at any time and anywhere, and cut off your control over any part of your body.

This means that if you have any inappropriate thoughts, it can sense it instantly and prevent you from doing anything.

All you can do now is kneel down and swear allegiance to me, and become a good and obedient dog.

Otherwise you'll never expect to regain control of your body.

And my patience is not infinite.

If you keep refusing to give in, I'll let it eat your brain instead.

It just so happens that Soth also wants a brain-stealing dragon."

The corners of Wilmes' mouth rose sharply and a devilish smile appeared.

Maybe it was because of her Purgatory bloodline, but she could increasingly feel the joy and satisfaction that Zuo Si brought from threatening, manipulating, and controlling other people's psychology.

As soon as he heard the words "Brain-stealing Dragon", an uncontrollable and intense fear suddenly surged in Balagos' heart.

As an ancient red dragon, he was not as ignorant as ordinary adult dragons. He knew that this creature was considered a taboo even among the mind flayers.

Generally speaking, there are two situations of brain-stealing dragons.

One possibility is that the dragon's brain was devoured and completely replaced by the Mind Flayer tadpoles. Another possibility is that the power of the Mind Flayer tadpoles failed to completely devour the dragon's brain, and instead was devoured by the dragon's consciousness, and even achieved a certain degree of fusion.

No matter which one it is, it means that its life form has undergone a fundamental change.

What's more, the strange object that just entered his cranial cavity was so huge that it could 100% swallow up the entire brain and replace it.

So after a fierce ideological struggle, Balagos finally abandoned his dignity and pride as a dragon king, lowered his head and bowed to the female red dragon in purgatory before him, and slowly uttered a few words: "From today on, you are my master, and I am your most loyal servant."

"Hahahaha! Very good! Very good!"

Wilmes let out a burst of unbridled laughter and suddenly spread his wings to release his dragon power.

Her action immediately triggered a chain reaction.

Whether it was the teenage brown dragon and black dragon on the side, or Ashmi and the other jailers in the dungeon, they all knelt on the ground to express their submission to the powerful red dragon queen.

Because they knew that with the golden fighter Balagos "Flying Flame", no other dragon in the entire southern region of the west coast could compete with him, not even those gold and silver dragons who liked to stick together.

After all, these are two powerful Dragon Kings. Their combined lethality is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

After being proud for a while, Wilmes spoke to himself, "Balagas, I have an important task for you to do.

Fly immediately to the borderland between Calinsand and Tethyr to test the quality of those Sons of Bhaal.

Then turn back to the Wildas Forest and awaken the elves' fear of you.

Don’t reveal our relationship, you have to do this under your own name.”

"learn!"

The ancient red dragon nodded slightly, then recovered from its injuries under the treatment of several priests. Finally, it flapped its wings and left the deep underground through the huge skylight above its head, disappearing into a white cloud.

Although he was not quite sure what the orders issued by Wilmes were for, he could vaguely sense that there must be a huge conspiracy behind it.

Especially the name Soth, which appeared in his ears again and again, made Balagos associate a lot with it.

But unfortunately, he realized it too late, so now there is no chance of turning the situation around.

…

At the same time, far away in the cold mountains of the north, the brass dragon, Kurremos, who was known as the "filial son", finally began to implement his plan.

Compared to Wilmes's simple and rough way of solving everything through fighting, he obviously has more tricks and is more covert.

In order to create a conflict between the Harpist and Scar Claus, this guy deliberately led the two thieves to steal a silver dragon's freshly laid egg, and then presented it to the old dragon in exchange for a generous reward.

As everyone knows, the Silver Dragon is the dragon that likes to mobilize people to launch righteous group fights the most, no doubt about it.

Upon realizing that his egg had fallen into Klaus's hands, the silver dragon immediately became furious, and quickly called upon his friends to summon a golden dragon, a silver dragon, and a dozen members of the Harpists, intending to rush into the former's lair to take back the dragon egg.

As expected, the two sides met in a narrow valley in the mountains east of Mirabar and a fierce battle broke out.

Normally speaking, with three dragons and a dozen experienced Harpers, it should be a sure win no matter how you look at it.

Unfortunately, Klaus is not alone, but has a large number of men near the nest.

He directly summoned fire giants and some other monsters to help.

After a short while, one of the three metal dragons was killed and two were seriously injured. Only one of the people from the Harper Alliance escaped alive, and the rest were all slaughtered and captured.

Watching the two metal dragons of the good camp being dragged into the cave, and the dead one being skinned and pulled out, Kurremos showed an extremely evil smile on his face, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "Yes... yes... that's it! With living captives, the Harper Alliance and those good metal dragons will definitely come to rescue them based on their style of doing things.

The more people come, the more casualties there will be.

When you are both exhausted, I will kill everyone.

Dear Castellanfilian, will you and your fellow Claws of Justice also intervene?

It would be great if I could make you my trophy this time."

"Master... Master, I heard that Elminster is now in the North. What if he comes?"

A man dressed as a wizard nearby lowered his head and asked cautiously.

There is no doubt that he was frightened by the evilness of the brass dragon in front of him with legendary spellcasting ability.

After all, in the cold north, the Harper Alliance can almost be regarded as one of the most powerful and most untouchable forces.

Especially the Chosen One of the Goddess of Magic standing behind, she is simply the nemesis of all arcane spellcasters.

Kurremos glanced at his cowardly subordinate and responded with a contemptuous smile: "What are you afraid of? Even if Elminster comes, he will deal with Klaus. What does it have to do with us? Besides, how do you know that I can't beat him?"

"What I mean is... you should find more allies to help, or support other forces to cause trouble for the Harpers."

The wizard quickly expressed his thoughts.

He didn't want to be regarded as a useless waste by this sinister and scheming new master, otherwise he would most likely die "accidentally" during a mission like his predecessor.

“Hmm – sounds like a good idea.

How about this, you contact those guys from the Dragon Worship Cult and ask them to find a chance to make some noise.

As long as this can be achieved, it doesn't matter if you promise more benefits.

I had no intention of fulfilling my promise, let alone expecting them to survive."

Kurremos touched his lower body with a grim expression.

When it comes to cheating people, he never has any psychological burden.

What's more, the Bailong Sect has some grudges with Zuo Si.

It would be a shame not to do something like this, which not only allows you to flatter your boss, but also creates trouble for your enemies and muddies the waters. It's a three-in-one deal.

"As you wish, my Lord."

The wizard bowed deeply and then cast a teleportation spell and disappeared from the spot.

As soon as he left, Ximanmeng, the head of the Zhentarim Dark Intelligence Network, appeared and asked in a slightly playful tone, "How is your plan going?"

"Not bad. Everything is going well so far. What's the matter? Are you in some trouble and need my help?" Kurremos asked with a smile.

Obviously, since they are both neutral evil and bitches, they can be said to have similar interests and have always maintained a good relationship.

Especially in the aspect of intelligence sharing, the Shuoyou mobile terminal has almost achieved the ultimate.

This is why the Harpist fell into the trap and was plotted against.

Although they also have a very good intelligence network, they are still far behind their opponents who can communicate in real time.

Ximanmeng shook his head gently: “No, everything is going well on my side.

Especially after Zhentil Keep successfully occupied Baldur's Gate, my mission was basically completed, and the rest was just a show.

Compared to this matter, I am more concerned about the movements of the Harpist Alliance's top leaders.

You know, they have suffered heavy losses recently and have been in a state of strategic contraction.

From what I know about the Harper Alliance, they must be planning something by doing this, and we need to pay more attention to it."

"Oh? Did you hear anything?" Kurremos narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively.

"From what I know, Elminster, Storm Silverhand, and some high-ranking members of the Harpers appeared in Longsaddle Town not long ago. It seems that they held a meeting. But my spies did not dare to get close, for fear of being recognized."

Ximanmeng was the first to share his intelligence.

For him, this information itself does not have any special value, as long as it can achieve the ultimate goal.

What is the current goal of the Zhentarim? The answer is obvious, that is to use all means to strike at the power of the Harper Alliance.

This is not only in the interests of the organization itself, but will also satisfy Zuo Si and Fu Zuoer Chamberlain.

"Longsaddle Town? The Hubbell family?"

Kurremos fell into deep thought for a moment.

As a master of conspiracy and intrigue, it is impossible for him not to pay attention to the situation in the North.

Although Chang'an Town, with only more than 130 residents, has basically no size among the many towns in the North, its trade volume is frighteningly low.

But the wizards of the Habel family can be said to be very famous.

Whether you like them or hate them, it is impossible to ignore this force that wields amazing magical powers.

However, Kurremos had never heard of any relationship between the Harper family and the Harper Alliance.

Maybe their appearance in Longsaddle Town was just a coincidence? Did they just happen to pass by? Just when the "filial son" was puzzled, another portal opened out of nowhere, and Hared III appeared out of nowhere and said bluntly: "I know why they appeared in Longsaddle Town."

"Who are you?"

Kurremos immediately showed a vigilant expression, and his fingertips were flashing with the brilliance of arcane magic.

He had never seen Hared III, and didn't know that this guy had become Zuo Si's special weapon against the Harper Alliance. He thought he was a spy sent by other forces.

However, Ximanmeng obviously knew about this matter, and immediately raised his hand to stop him, saying: "Don't be nervous, this is Hared III, Elminster's former scribe, but now he has surrendered to Lord Soth."

Hearing this, a hint of surprise immediately flashed in Kurremos's eyes. He couldn't believe that his master could actually poach such an important person away from Elminster.

But he quickly adjusted his mentality and greeted with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Hared III. I hope the information you brought can play a crucial role. After all, the Harper Alliance is a troublesome enemy, and it is not easy to get rid of them."

“No, you are wrong.

In fact, the Harper Alliance is not as powerful as outsiders imagine.

As long as you can find the rules and patterns of their actions, you can easily nip it in the bud.

No one in the world understands Elminster and his stupid, stubborn ways of thinking better than I do.

And I will assist you in completely destroying and disintegrating the entire Harper Alliance.

I want to make that old immortal feel incomparable pain!

I want him to wail in despair!"

Without a doubt, if there was anyone in the world who hated Elminster the most, it was Hared III.

After all, there is a saying that goes, the deeper the hatred, the deeper the love.

The more you like and admire someone, the stronger the hatred you will feel when your thoughts turn against you.

Today, Hared III is like a madman who has gone mad due to strong stimulation, and his mind is full of thoughts about how to destroy Elminster.

Ximanmeng keenly caught this point, and immediately raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I think we may need to find a safe place where no one is around to have a good talk."

“I totally agree!”

Kuerremos agreed without thinking.

Being an experienced and calculating man, he obviously noticed the other party's abnormal emotions, and the evil fire in his heart was instantly ignited.

In the eyes of these two old villains, Harry III is undoubtedly a poor wretch with a distorted mind and cognition. He is the most interesting toy, no doubt about it.

And they also wanted to figure out what Zuo Si had done to turn the clerk of Elminster into what he is now.

"Then come with me! I have set up a safe house in Mirabar and recruited many thieves, adventurers, and mercenaries to monitor the activities of the Harper Alliance."

After saying this, Hared III turned around and led the way towards the city at the bottom of the valley.

Since the distance was not far, he did not use teleportation magic or flying skills.

Kurremos and Ximamon exchanged a look and quickly followed.

Poor Hared III has not yet realized that he has been a pawn from the very beginning.

Not only Zuo Si can manipulate him at will, but also Kurremos and Ximamon can do so.

In fact, his greatest usefulness has never been in providing any useful advice, nor in how many times he has disrupted the actions of the Harper Alliance or how many casualties he has caused.

Rather, it was the psychological and spiritual blow that its existence itself caused to Elminster.

If one day Elminster was forced to kill Hared III with his own hands, he would inevitably suffer a huge and unhealable trauma in his heart.

This is the evil purpose that Zuo Si really wants to achieve...

(End of this chapter)