Wilmes swooped down from the sky, his face full of surprise and disbelief.
Because she was a dragon, she could feel that the woman holding the sub-artifact [Staff of the Archmage] possessed very powerful spellcasting ability.
Not only did he have several spells such as [Arcane Vision], [Dark Vision], and [See Invisibility] fixed on himself.
Moreover, he used a super magic skill - instant spell casting - at the moment of being attacked, releasing the fourth-ring magic [Secondary Spell Invalidation Barrier].
Following that was the instant fifth-ring spell [Life Guardian], which ensured that he would not actually die no matter what kind of damage he suffered during the period when the spell was effective.
Finally, he used the fifth-ring instant spell [Wall of Force] to create an invisible wall in front of him that no living creature could pass through.
Everyone knows.
The super magic skill - instant spell casting requires increasing the spell's original level by four levels.
In other words, fifth-ring magic requires a ninth-ring spell slot to memorize, and fourth-ring magic requires an eighth-ring spell slot.
Just from this point alone, it can be judged that Rain's spellcasting level is definitely not as simple as just obtaining the ninth-ring spell position.
Because according to the habits of most high-level wizards, if two ninth-ring spell slots are used to prepare instant magic, then there must be two more ninth-ring spell slots used to prepare real ninth-ring magic.
Four ninth-ring spell slots, this is already LV20, only one step away from becoming a legendary spellcaster.
After all, a magical equipment that can increase the power of the Nine-Ring Arcane is not much less rare than the [Staff of the Archmage].
Unfortunately, Rain focused all her attention on the spellcasters, including Zuo Si, and completely ignored the threat from behind.
As a result, he was instantly taken away by a [Demon-Breaking Arrow] thrown by Huntington who was lying in ambush in the treetops.
If her [Force Wall] was placed at the back instead of the front, then it would definitely be able to block the arrow.
After all, [Wall of Force] can block almost all physical attacks or impacts, and its strength is even far greater than that of refined gold.
There is no good way to deal with this thing as an ordinary magic weapon.
In addition, it is completely immune to magic-dispelling effects, and only the sixth-ring [Disintegration] and the ninth-ring [Great Disintegration] can destroy it, so many mages like to use this trick to defend or divide the battlefield.
However, Lei Yin's reaction was not beyond Zuo Si's expectations.
Because he discovered long ago that most of the high-level wizards in this world have an almost stubborn arrogance and prejudice.
I look down on warriors, rogues, and barbarians, who have no spellcasting ability and rely entirely on their physical strength to make a living.
Therefore, when fighting, as long as they have enough protection, high-level mages will subconsciously ignore the threats from the "cleavers" and target fellow spellcasters such as mages, warlocks, druids, priests, and bards.
Although this way of thinking cannot be said to be completely wrong, after all, the threat posed by a spellcaster is always much greater than that of a "cleaver".
But from a "God's perspective", if the "cleavers" have sufficiently powerful magic weapons and equipment, the threat they pose is actually not small at all.
Today's [Demon-Breaking Arrow] is the best example.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh: "I really need to be more cautious in the future. Otherwise, underestimating any enemy in battle could be very fatal."
"I think you've been cautious enough..."
The half-orc Rhett couldn't help but complain quietly.
Because since he followed Zuo Si, except for the first time he participated in the dragon slaying in Mailatma where he was seriously injured, the rest of the battles were basically one-sided crushing wins.
In the face of Zuo Si's careful planning, insidious and vicious tactics, most enemies would lose most of their combat effectiveness under the effects of poison even before the battle began.
In addition to a large number of magic equipment and healing potions, there will even be a lot of protection and strengthening BUFFs added before the battle.
Many times it is just like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
If that wasn't prudent enough, Rhett didn't know what was.
"No, it's far from enough. You don't understand how many dangers are hidden in this world. If you are not careful, Rain's fate is a warning to you."
As he spoke, Zuo Si took out a blank card, raised his hand and activated the power of the Planeswalker Spark, and directly used the [Staff of the Archmage] to turn the woman into a card.
Along with a bright and dazzling light, a card appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand.
[Creature Card: Tiefling (Infernal Bloodline) — Archmage]
[LV6 blue card (temporarily unavailable for upgrade, lacks legendary spells and related knowledge)]
[Card Quality: Precious]
[Effect: Summon a female tiefling mage named Rain (LV15 Conjuration Mage/LV5 Archmage) to serve the Planeswalker.
She masters powerful nine-ring magic including "Wish", "Gate to Another World", "Time Stop", "Imprisonment", "Ninth-level Monster Summoning", "Teleportation Array", and "Legion of Hell".
At the same time, he masters many super-magic skills such as instant spell casting, spell strengthening, spell extreme effect, spell upgrading, spell delay, as well as the high-level arcane abilities unique to the archmage.
He is also very good at the eighth-ring magic "Advanced Alien Oath Binding". He can use this spell to summon more powerful alien creatures and order them to serve him for a long time by paying a certain price.
In addition, Rain is also proficient in "Counter Spell Control" and "Powerful Summoning".
The former is the Archmage's advanced arcane ability, which can rebound a spell directly back to the caster after successfully countering it; the latter can summon stronger and more powerful monsters (summoned creatures' strength and constitution +4).
She possesses a sub-artifact, the "Archmage's Staff", and many powerful magic items.
Rain can understand any language you speak and obey every order you give until she dies or cancels the summons.
[Using this card requires 15 points of general mana, or 15 points of blue mana]
[When the Tiefling Archmage is killed, the card automatically enters the graveyard and waits for rebirth for ten days.]
"As I expected, Rain's spellcasting level has reached LV20, and she is a typical spellcasting mage. She is almost at the legendary level of LV6..."
Looking at the detailed instructions on the new card in his hand, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile with pride.
After all, the higher Rain's spellcasting level, the greater the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction you'll get from successfully assassinating her.
There is a direct proportional relationship between the two.
It's like some game players always like to take an unconventional approach, using all kinds of special items and skills to easily kill the BOSS that should have been a tough battle.
In comparison, Zuo Si didn't find it too strange that Rain, who always looked like a human female, was actually a Tiefling.
Since the constant [True Seeing] on the ring can see through the deformation effect, he already knew the other person's true appearance.
Because if I remember correctly, the Lord of Symbols Shangela was also a tiefling when he was alive.
Maybe Rain is related to him, or maybe she is his descendant before he became a lich.
In slavery-practising Calimshan, demon-devil hybrids are not as rare as they are elsewhere.
Many slave owners would hire a wizard to summon a demon or devil to forcibly mate with human women and give birth to offspring.
These hybrids not only have an exotic appearance, but are also far stronger physically than pure-blooded humans and can be sold at a higher price.
If trained and cultivated from a young age, they will become excellent warlocks, mages, warriors and thieves.
Without any hesitation!
After reading the detailed information on the card, Zuo Si immediately summoned Rain again.
In the blink of an eye, a Tiefling woman with reddish skin, slightly protruding horns on both sides of her forehead, and a tail extending from under her robe appeared out of thin air. She did not have wings or other excessive characteristics of Purgatory bloodline, and it seemed that she was not a first-generation hybrid, but at least three generations later.
You don't need to ask to know that this is what Rain really looks like.
The previous human form was the result of some permanent advanced transformation magic.
"Owner."
As soon as she was summoned, Rain immediately placed one hand on her chest and bowed deeply.
"You already know what you should do, right?" Zuo Si asked directly.
Rain answered without hesitation: "Of course. I will control the Emerald Society while using my identity to lurk beside the Lord of the Symbols, Shangela, to collect intelligence and find out every move of the Entangled Symbols."
Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. Since you know what you want to do, I can safely hand over the four high-level wizards and the dragon lich Barisriat to you as helpers. Remember, your first task is to find out the names, identities and origins of all the Lords of the Symbols. The second task is to integrate the resources of the Emerald Society, especially the gemstone vein they control."
"Please rest assured that I will do my best to complete this task." The Tiefling Archmage promised solemnly.
I'm afraid Shangela would never have dreamed that her disciple, Rain, who she had trained with great difficulty and was destined to become the new Lord of the Talisman in the future, would be made into a card by Zuo Si, and then her identity would be reversed into a deadly spy.
But unfortunately, everything has become a foregone conclusion now.
Soon, under the leadership of Rain, four high-level human wizards, a dragon lich, hundreds of unconscious skeleton warriors, and several golems and other constructs of the Emerald Society, returned directly to their lair in Kzura under the effect of teleportation magic.
Since only one of the five senior executives died, the few of them worked together and quickly took control of the entire organization from top to bottom without much effort.
And just like that, the Emerald Society, which had been secretly rebelling against the Guild of Masked Mages in Amn, had unknowingly changed its master.
Zuo Si also opened the portal and packed up the helpers who were temporarily summoned, including the Iron Golem, the giant mutant hound, Alena, the half-orc Rhett, Wilmes and the strange objects, and sent them back to the Mage Tower.
The black dragon will return to its lair, hand over all the treasures it has collected, and check to see if there are other dragons of its kind nesting near the swamp.
If there are any, he will record the locations of these nests and then knock on their doors when the time is right.
The dragon was beaten half to pieces and turned into a card, and the treasures were snatched away and thrown into the private "petty cash box".
The reason why he dismissed all the helpers was mainly because Zuo Si felt that he would not encounter any large-scale battles in the remaining half of the journey. At most, there would be some monsters and robbers who blocked the road.
Because the closer you get to Waterdeep, the lower the chance of getting into trouble.
What's more, so many people would attract too much attention, and he didn't want anyone to recognize him along the way.
Only the little devil, a magical pet, stayed and became a member of the team.
Through the previous battle with the vampire, Zuo Si discovered that this guy could use [Invisibility] on himself unlimitedly every day, and was a natural spy and assassin.
If combined with sufficient strengthening and protective magic, you will not be at a disadvantage even if facing the enemy head-on.
Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.
He still ordered his familiar to always remain invisible unless allowed, and not to show up in front of anyone else or make even the slightest sound.
The little devil dared not disobey the orders given by the powerful, evil, cruel and brutal master.
Because it knows that if it dares to disobey and do something tricky, it will definitely be thrown into the boiling liquid silver and die slowly in the most painful way.
In addition, the severity of contact with the direct superior of Baator Hell has gradually freed most devils from the sense of belonging to Hell.
Soon, under the starry sky at night, the group walked through the battlefield with a strong smell of blood but not many corpses (the corpses were all eaten by mutant hounds), and came to an open space near the roadside to camp and rest.
As for the cart and the horses pulling it, they had already been used as bait and "sacrified" in the enemy's first round of frenzied spell bombardment.
Before arriving at Dragonspear Castle, it is basically impossible to buy a means of transportation.
Because of this, Zuo Si was so eager to rest quickly, and when he woke up tomorrow morning, he would use a first-level spell slot to memorize three [Summon Mounts] spells of the conjuration system.
Although this spell is not of high level, every time it is cast it can summon an ordinary horse, which also comes with a bridle and saddle. The duration is two hours per spell level.
Zuo Si's current arcane spellcasting level is nine, and the summoned horse can last for eighteen hours, which is more than enough.
Moreover, the summoned horses do not need to rest or eat, and are much more useful than the ones bought with money.
However, Zuo Si didn't know that his every move before was seen by a legendary undead creature - the Winter Ghost.
At this moment, it has used a teleportation magic item to quickly return to its private room at the headquarters of the Masked Mages Guild in Askatra to report to its master, Shane VII.
After hearing everything, the powerful necromancer who occupied Zelanora's body suddenly showed an expression of surprise and astonishment on his face.
"You mean... Soth has some ability to absolutely control a person, and then turned Shangela's most trusted and most outstanding disciple into a spy who infiltrated the Entanglement Symbol?"
"Yes! At least that's what I saw. In fact, he seems to have the power to turn people or other creatures into magic props. I saw with my own eyes that he turned a black dragon, four high-level wizards of the Emerald Society, and Rain herself into things like cards, and then summoned them out."
Winter Ghost told everything he saw directly.
Due to the lack of necessary magical knowledge, it couldn't even tell whether Zuo Si was using divine magic or arcane magic.
"Could it be the ability of the voters?" Sean VII guessed, touching his chin.
In fact, there is no better way to confirm it except guessing.
After all, Zuo Si had been a chosen one for too short a time, and he was also a visitor from another world.
No one knows whether the abilities he uses are special magical skills from another world, or the power of the chosen people bestowed by Talona, the goddess of poison and disease.
In addition, divine power can block most detection magic. So far, many organizations that are interested in this only know Zuo Si's approximate arcane and divine spellcasting levels.
Winter Ghost shook his head gently: "Sorry, I don't know. But one thing is certain, that is, Soth has no good feelings towards the Entanglement Symbol. Quite the opposite! He is very wary of this organization, so he chooses to strike first. With Rain as a spy, I think we can consider how to cooperate. Because if nothing unexpected happens, Soth will soon figure out the names and identities of most of the Symbol Masters."
"Do you think it's a wise choice to reveal your identity to him now?"
Sean VII asked in an uncertain tone.
"Cooperation does not necessarily require revealing one's identity. Since Soth has actually taken control of the Emerald Society, you can completely establish an alliance against the Entangled Symbol by providing cover for this organization, providing various information, or even promising that one day in the future, he will become the actual controller of the Masked Mage. In exchange, you can establish an alliance against the Entangled Symbol."
The Winter Ghost did not hide anything and expressed his thoughts directly and conscientiously.
Because it knows that its master's real goal is to kill all enemies and return to Port Calin to restore the glory of the Shane Dynasty.
As long as this can be achieved, it doesn't matter even if Amn, which was originally a frontier of the empire, is ceded, let alone the control of a mere Guild of Masked Mages.
"What's the reason? What reason and purpose should I use to ask for information about the Entanglement Symbol?"
After pondering for a moment, Shane VII directly raised the most critical problem.
You have to know that the Entangled Symbol is not like the Harpers, the Zhentarim, the Cult of the Dragon, the Red Wizards, the Arcane Brotherhood and other organizations that want to make themselves known to everyone in the entire continent of Faerun.
This is an extremely secretive organization, and most outsiders cannot even confirm whether it really exists.
This means that the identity of anyone who knows about the entanglement symbol is quite suspicious.
"It's very simple. You don't even need to give any reason. You just need to show that you are the enemy of the Entanglement Symbol. With a common enemy, we naturally have common interests. I think Soth has no reason to refuse."
After saying this, Donggui turned back to the closet in the room and slammed the door shut.
Sean VII remained in his original sitting position, motionless like a wax figure, and no one knew what he was thinking.
But one thing is certain, he was quite tempted by the proposal of his subordinate Winter Ghost.
…
In fact, Shane VII was not the only one who noticed the battle that took place at the junction of the Howling Trollwood and the High Wastes.
The Harper Alliance and the Zhentarim, whose spies were spread throughout every corner of Faerun, also took notice.
After all, the Emerald Society made too much noise because of this ambush.
Many druids and rangers are staunch allies of the Harper, or are simply members of the Harper.
So when the "fierce" battle ended, someone immediately followed the smell and came here.
When they saw the ground stained with blood, the countless broken limbs and various "small bits and pieces" such as eyeballs and intestines scattered among the mud and rubble, as well as the traces of large-scale powerful magic bombing, they were all shocked and speechless.
The leading man dressed as a druid exclaimed in disbelief, "Something is wrong! Why are there only a few incomplete corpses and fragments left after such a large-scale battle? Where did the other corpses go?"
"Maybe... it was transformed into an undead creature and taken away?" Another young woman nearby guessed in an uncertain tone.
But the leading man quickly denied it: "There is no such possibility. Because I can't feel any signs of erosion and pollution by strong negative energy on this land. If it is a large-scale undead transformation ritual, how could there be no traces left."
"Damn it! Hearing you say that, things seem to get even more creepy." An elf dressed as a ranger couldn't help but shiver.
"Look! What did I find? The dust left behind after some vampires were killed by powerful positive energy!"
"There are traces of two giant dragons fighting here!"
"And this! There are several evil summoning arrays here that have not been activated!"
"Silvanus, the Father of Oaks! Look at this footprint! I bet its owner must be at least seven or eight meters tall and weigh more than fifty tons."
All of a sudden, the people who had just dispersed to investigate the entire battlefield reported all the abnormal situations they had seen.
Especially the horrific footprints left by the mutant hounds, which completely dumbfounded the druids who claimed to know everything about all kinds of animals and plants in nature.
Because they simply couldn't find any creature in their memory that could match these footprints.
A female druid carefully took out a handful of coarse and hard detached stratum corneum from the mud of the footprints and said in a trembling voice, "I... I think we seem to have discovered something incredible. Did you see it? Even though these stratum corneums have fallen off the skin, they are still as hard as rocks, and the cells are not necrotic. They are still trying to repair and regenerate."
“Could it be that – those disappeared corpses were all eaten by this unknown monster?” The ranger next to him couldn’t help but shudder.
A giant beast with a body size that seemed to have the ability to regenerate almost infinitely by devouring corpses? Just thinking about it made people despair! Although he didn't know what had happened, the number of trolls in the Trollwood Forest would probably not be able to recover to its previous level in ten or twenty years.
It can be said that the remaining scenes and clues around can be called a "war" rather than a battle or an ambush.
In order to find out what exactly happened, the druids and rangers who joined the Harper Alliance began to send out requests for help from other surrounding strongholds through various channels, hoping to get a few arcane spellcasters who are proficient in prophecy magic to help.
As old enemies, not long after the Harper Alliance obtained first-hand information, the Zhentarim's spies quickly learned the details by intercepting this information.
About a few hours later, the information was placed on Mansong's desk.
The powerful legendary wizard took a quick look, then raised his head and asked his most trusted disciple: "Xi Manmeng, what do you think of this matter?"
"Me? Sorry, teacher. Due to the lack of information, I can't deduce what happened yet. But one thing is certain. This chosen one of the goddess of poison and disease, Talona, is 100% capable of causing a massacre. He is very strong, much stronger than we expected."
Ximanmeng gave his opinion without hesitation.
Thousands of trolls...
Hundreds of hobgoblins and bugbears...
Dozens of vampires were burned alive by positive energy and turned into dust...
There are also countless controlled forest beasts...
Plus four or five high-level mages joining forces...
To be honest, if Ximanmeng himself were ambushed like this, he wouldn't even dare to escape successfully, let alone kill all the enemies.
"It seems that we need to send a few spies to conduct on-site reconnaissance."
Mansong was obviously quite interested in this matter.
Since he has been competing with Fuzor Chamberlain, the Chosen One of the God of Tyranny, Bane, for control of the Zhentarim for many years, he has a certain understanding of the power that the "Chosen Ones" group possesses.
For example, Fuzor Chamberlain has a body that never ages, and the divine power gives him strong physical and magical resistance. His shadow is controlled by himself like a phantom, and he can summon the Dead Eye Tyrant at any time to help him attack the enemy. He can use [Command Spell] at will without restriction, and he is always blessed with magical effects such as [Mind Barrier], [Tolerance to Elemental Damage], and [Protection against Negative Energy].
Beyond that, there are a ton of spell-like abilities, as well as the special powers of "Divine Hand" and "Bombard the Heretics."
It can be said that it is precisely because of the powerful power bestowed by God on the chosen people that Fuzzol Chamberlain is qualified to compete with Manson.
Otherwise, how could a mere priest whose divine spellcasting level is less than LV20 possibly be a match for a veteran legendary wizard.
"Please don't worry about this. I have already arranged for someone to go there. However, since the Harpers are active in this area, our people may need to lie low for a while."
As always, Ximamon managed the dark intelligence network of the Zhentarim in an orderly manner.
This is why he has been able to hold on to his current position and deal with it calmly no matter how fierce the internal factional struggles are.
Hearing this, Mansong nodded in satisfaction and said, "Well done. It doesn't matter if the intelligence is slow, but it must be accurate and detailed. By the way, how is the plan to deal with those restless members of the Xirik Church going now?"
Ximanmon quickly replied, "I have almost made the list. The next step is to assign a task to our allies to eliminate them once and for all. However, as the faith of Cyric grows rapidly in Zhentil Keep, this method can only temporarily ease the tense confrontation. In a few years, the conflict will erupt again."
"It doesn't matter! Let's wait a few years and see how things develop."
Mansong waved his hand dismissively.
He believed that his friend and rival, Fouchel Chamberlain, could handle the issue of faith.
What's more, the faith foundation of Bane, the God of Tyranny, in Zhentil Keep is far beyond that of new gods like Cyric.
…
After a full night's rest, Zuo Si opened his eyes early the next morning, took out the spell book from his bag, and began to memorize and prepare today's spells.
After having a simple breakfast, he immediately cast the [Summon Mount] spell.
In the blink of an eye, three fairly strong horses appeared out of nowhere in front of everyone.
The Dragonborn Knight Davian chose the strongest horse as his mount, and the Archer Huntington chose the second strongest one.
The last horse was shared by Zuo Si and Isadora, who were both lighter.
As for the little devil, he just had to fly slowly behind the horse.
Since he had been out on missions and forced to take part in some dangerous trials more than once when he was in the tower of the floating city, Zuo Si's riding skills were pretty good.
At least you can avoid falling off when the horse is sprinting at full speed.
In contrast, the girl, who had hardly ever traveled far from home since she was a child, had no riding skills at all.
Plus, she was wearing a beautiful silk long skirt, so there was no way she could spread her legs.
He could only sit sideways on the saddle in front, and then hug Zuo Si, who was responsible for controlling the horse behind him.
However, Isadora really likes this kind of close contact. Her face was filled with a happy smile throughout the whole process. She even hoped that this journey would stay like this and never end.
After walking along the road for about six or seven hours, a huge ruin consisting of dilapidated and overgrown walls, various broken buildings and abandoned towers appeared on the distant horizon.
There is no doubt that this is the famous "Dragonspear Castle" on the west coast of Faerun.
Its founder was Diros Dragonspear, a famous adventurer in the North more than 130 years ago (DR1225), a bearded half-dwarf (said to be half human).
Initially, Diros Dragonspear only wanted to help a friend he met during the adventure, Haltesera, a powerful copper dragon, to fight against the endless orcs and goblin bandits who wanted to steal treasures in the wasteland.
However, with the construction of the castle, many dwarves and humans came to settle near the castle and established a small town with a population of thousands.
After all, in Faerun, a solid castle means protection against monsters and beasts from the wilderness, and can provide shelter to civilians who have little ability to resist.
What's more, Diros Dragonspear would ride his good friend the copper dragon, Haltesera, and would patrol around the castle regularly to eliminate any enemies that might pose a threat to the settlement.
So for a long time, Dragonspear Castle was very safe.
In addition, due to its geographical location right between Waterdeep and Baldur's Gate, it was the only place where caravans could stop and rest along the way, so it soon became very prosperous.
However, soon, the treasure of the copper dragon and the treasures obtained by Dilos Dragonspear during his adventure attracted the covetousness of countless evil wizards.
One of them, a Calishite wizard named Isartarus Kasalia, successfully created a powerful magic that could put dragons to sleep, and then secretly established a portal deep underground in Dragonspear Castle.
By creating the illusion that the copper dragon was falling into a coma, the cunning wizard successfully tricked Diroth Dragonspear to the side of the portal, and then killed him mercilessly.
By sacrificing the souls of powerful mortals, a permanent portal to Avernus, a layer of the hell called Baator, was opened.
Some demons soon discovered the portal and launched a raid on Dragonspear Castle.
The people of Dragonspear Castle immediately organized a counterattack and tried to drive the devil back to the other side of the portal.
The underground battle between the two sides resulted in the withdrawal of all defensive forces outside the castle.
Isatarus Kasalia took the opportunity to unite the other three evil dragons and attack the copper dragon's lair.
As expected, the besieged copper dragon, Haltesera, was killed.
The wizard took advantage of the dragons' fight to take away the most precious and valuable items in the treasure.
When one of the black dragons that had contributed the most effort finished the battle and returned to its nest, he found that only a few gold coins were left of the mountain of treasure, and he immediately fell into an uncontrollable rage.
He felt that he had been tricked, so he quickly found the mage and attacked him without hesitation, using his strong acid breath to corrode the defenseless guy so much that not even a corpse was left.
Eventually, under the rampage of the evil dragon, the demons pouring out of the underground portal, and the joint attack of various monsters from the wasteland, Dragonspear Castle was completely reduced to ruins.
Most of the people who chose to settle here died or fled, leaving only the abandoned castle which still looks majestic today.
Dragonspear Castle was even once occupied by a hobgoblin chieftain, who used it as a base for raiding passing caravans.
It was not until the two trading city-states of Waterdeep and Baldur's Gate could no longer tolerate this behavior that they joined forces to completely wipe it out.
But unfortunately, the underground hell portal cannot be closed easily.
Therefore, the coalition forces could only hand it over to the Church of the God of War who voluntarily took over.
The current Dragonspear Castle is actually controlled by the priests of the God of War Tempus and a large number of adventurers who want to become famous and get rich.
Since the former provide corresponding medical services and also allow and encourage the latter to kill nearby unwelcome underground world residents and plunder spoils from them, the number of adventurers and mercenaries has always been large.
In addition, the underground part connects to the Underdark and Baator, and various specialties and captured monsters and slaves can often be sold at very high prices.
Many people who are confident in their abilities want to try their luck.
Of course, a large number of them never came out after entering the intricate underground maze.
"We've finally arrived at Dragonspear Castle. I hope there are better carriages for sale here, and not those large carts for transporting goods. Otherwise, I'd rather continue riding a horse." Zuo Si complained quietly as he looked at the ruins in the distance.
"Is the cargo carriage so bad?" Isadora blinked curiously.
"That's right! Especially on a dirt road full of rocks and potholes in the wild, the truck's up and down shaking can even shake your brain and make you vomit everything in your stomach." Zuo Si described it with slightly exaggerated words.
On the way back to Amn with Bernard and the caravan, he had already witnessed the technical level of several mainstream carriages on the continent of Faerun.
Except for the carriages with magical levitation that are specially provided for the rich, the rest would definitely not be very comfortable to sit in.
The horse-drawn carriage responsible for transporting goods was constantly shaking violently along the way, and the shock-absorbing design was almost non-existent.
Even if someone is not prone to motion sickness, sitting in a carriage for a long time will inevitably feel uncomfortable.
However, it is definitely impossible to buy a magic carriage in a place like Dragonspear Castle.
Zuo Si could only settle for the next best thing and see if he could buy a decent ordinary carriage and then make some modifications to it himself.
If that doesn't work, you can only make one from scratch yourself.
"Master, I think you'd better not have too high expectations." Davian couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on him.
He didn't think that there would be any decent carriages in a place like Dragonspear Castle where adventurers gathered.
Just the opposite!
Judging from the general economic capabilities of adventurers in the continent of Faerun, there are absolutely only a handful of people who can afford a fully enclosed carriage as a means of transportation. It would be considered good if they could have a dozen or twenty trucks to transport supplies.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "It's just a matter of trying my luck. I can also take a closer look at this fortress that connects the Underdark and Baator, and see if there is anything worth buying."
Just like that, a group of four people plus a little devil who remained invisible were successfully allowed to enter the interior of the towering walls after undergoing routine questioning and inspection by the guards at the door.
Unlike the dilapidated and deserted appearance from the outside, Dragonspear Castle is actually quite lively inside and has quite a few people living there.
You can even see the Temple of the God of War standing next to the main building of the castle, and there are several inns and taverns that specialize in providing services for passing caravans and adventurers who venture into the underground.
In addition, there are also many blacksmith shops, grocery stores, and small shops specializing in selling magic items.
Some adventurers simply set up stalls on the roadside to sell their newly acquired spoils to passing merchants.
Among them are inanimate objects such as weapons, armor, gems, ores, books, and scrolls, as well as unfortunate creatures such as low-level devils, tieflings, gray dwarves, and dark elves who were captured in battle.
Since the god of war Tempus is a neutral chaotic god, his priests do not treating mind defeated captives as slaves.
Just as Zuo Si was looking for valuable things on these stalls with great interest, a noisy sound suddenly came from inside the castle.
Immediately afterwards, he saw six or seven fully armed adventurers slowly walking out from inside, dragging a huge, snail-like creature.
This huge creature was obviously dead, and its entire head had been chopped into pieces by a sharp weapon.
It was not known whether it was blood or body fluid, but a very obvious drag mark was left on the ground, and then it quickly solidified into translucent crystals like glass.
Of course, what really attracted Zuo Si was not the body of the killed monster, but the beautiful shell behind it that was equally huge and sparkling with colorful luster.
He felt quite amazing anti-magic properties on this shell.
"Oh my god! They successfully hunted a flail snail? And the shell was barely damaged?"
An adventurer who was setting up a stall couldn't help but exclaim.
Another person nearby said with envy and hatred, "What a lucky guy! I remember that a complete flail snail shell can be sold for at least 5,000 gold coins, right?"
"Of course! That's a small flail snail shell! If it's this big, I think it won't be a problem to sell it for 10,000 gold coins."
"Damn it! Why didn't I encounter such a good thing?"
"Shut up! With your skills, if you dare to attack the flail snail, you will probably be killed on the spot."
"Yes! Flail snails are not easy targets to hunt. Only elite teams can deal with them."
…
For a moment, everyone around was talking about it.
After all, a situation like this, where one becomes rich overnight after returning from an adventure, can bring the strongest mental and sensory stimulation.
(End of this chapter)
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