In the early morning, the breeze from the sea gently blew over the city, bringing slightly salty and humid air. Since the sun had not yet fully risen, you could vaguely see the white and hazy fog around the sea level and the pier.
Normally, under such low visibility conditions, ordinary ports would not allow ships to approach the plank road.
However, due to the busy maritime trade with the Maztec continent and the opening of new shipping routes to Luskan in the north, the entire Amn was in a state of economic prosperity with extremely inflated wealth.
The most direct manifestation is that the dock's loading and unloading of goods is many times busier than before, so much so that they have to take the risk of keeping the plank road responsible for loading and unloading goods in operation 24 hours a day.
Not to mention the morning fog, even the night is busy day and night.
Porters' salaries have more than quadrupled in less than half a year.
Due to the shortage of young and middle-aged male labor, some chambers of commerce even used their influence to get parliament to pass a bill to arrest all beggars in the city who had healthy limbs and were able to work, and force them to work at least ten hours a day.
Of course, since slavery is prohibited by law in Amn, these beggars would receive the same wages as dock workers.
But these guys who were used to living on donations from the rich still complained, and eventually, with the intervention of some churches of good gods and the Knights of the Burning Heart, the Six-Man Council had to terminate the bill.
Instead, a large number of pulleys, cranes, primitive cranes and other tools were put into use, and the influence of Gond, the god of craftsmen, began to expand rapidly.
However, these relatively primitive tools alone obviously cannot completely replace the huge labor gap.
As a last resort, the werewolves and goblins that Zuo Si raised and bred in the basement of the Mage Tower became his only option.
Because even the paladins, who symbolize kindness and order, regard goblins as destroyers of civilization and order, a kind of annoying and ineradicable pest.
Even though they would never approve of such an act which was clearly slavery due to their beliefs and ideals, they would not express overly strong opposition.
At present, the entire dock has "employed" a total of 5,000 goblin workers working in two shifts to ensure that as soon as a ship docks, the loading and unloading of goods will be completed in a very short time and berths will be freed up for subsequent ships.
Otherwise, if there are obstructions or long queues, it will cause great losses to the merchants.
Likewise, the Amn government would lose a lucrative source of tax revenue and parking fees.
In order to prevent the dock workers' jobs from being taken away by capable werewolves and goblins, Zuo Si specifically offered a relatively high price, almost the same as hiring a human or dwarf.
In this way, unless there is a real shortage of manpower, most businessmen would definitely prefer to hire their own kind at the same price.
Of course, the so-called "commissions" paid to these werewolves and goblins naturally all went into Zuo Si's pocket.
Although at the beginning, this combination of lycanthropy and goblins caused panic among many local residents, some people even strongly demanded that all these monsters be killed or driven out.
But as time went on, thanks to the high degree of obedience produced by more than a dozen artificial genetic interventions and iterations, people gradually began to discover that these seemingly dangerous beast-like goblins were not as scary as they had imagined.
Just the opposite!
Not only do they never slack off, but they are also extremely efficient at work. Unlike human porters, they don't complain privately from time to time about being too tired at work and being paid too little.
However, these people don’t know that any goblins who are inefficient at work, like to be lazy, and always complain in private don’t even have the chance to reproduce offspring and are "consumed" in a short period of time.
Now those that remain are the best of the best, with the word obedience deeply engraved in their bones.
If explained by the theory of evolution, the goblins were forced to choose an unimagined path in order to better survive and pass on their genes.
They are just like the poultry and livestock with special purposes such as dairy cows, laying hens, pigs, and purebred horses that were bred under the intervention of modern humans.
Similarly, after realizing the benefits and conveniences that these farmed werewolves and goblins could bring, the Masked Mage Guild quickly increased their purchase quantities.
Nashikai, a small town that developed on the basis of mining and metal smelting, signed long-term contracts to employ hundreds of werewolves and goblins to carry out the most dangerous excavation work deep in the mines.
Because deep tunnel exploration and excavation like this can often cause collapse accidents if you are not careful, resulting in dozens or even hundreds of miners being crushed to death or trapped inside.
The pensions and compensation paid to the families alone is a huge sum of money.
Not to mention the staggering cost of organizing rescue operations after a mining accident occurs.
But what about now? The compensation for the death of one goblin is only 25 gold coins, and 100 goblins is only 2,500 gold coins.
There is no need for rescue afterwards, and there is no need to worry about the negative impact of human absenteeism and death. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.
If it weren't for the fear that the goblins would suddenly riot and occupy the entire mine, some mine owners would even want to hire more to expand production capacity.
In short, it is the same as Zuo Si had originally envisioned.
The breeding of goblins is an industry that has never been involved in the entire continent of Faerun. It not only has amazing development potential, but is also very easy to be accepted by businessmen.
After all, from the perspective of cost control, apart from undead creatures, there is no other creature that can compare with goblins in terms of fertility rate, growth rate and tolerance to harsh environments.
Seeing hundreds of goblins transformed into werewolves carrying boxes and barrels like ants, moving back and forth between the ship deck and the warehouse, Paladin Kaidong couldn't help but sigh slightly and asked in a very helpless tone: "Captain, am I getting old? Why do I always feel that this city is changing too fast recently, and I am a little confused about the situation."
"No, it's not that you're getting old, it's just that Athkatla is undergoing an unprecedented upheaval. Although I'm not quite sure whether this change is good or bad, at least the income of civilians is increasing, and the food on the table is becoming more and more abundant." Witheran smiled and comforted.
He actually had great admiration for this senior paladin who had served the Knights of the Burning Heart diligently for decades and had never betrayed the sacred oath he had taken.
Because there are so many temptations in Askatla, the capital of gold coins, that less than one-tenth of the members can stick to their original aspirations until retirement.
As for the rest, most of them either made unforgivable mistakes in the course of their missions, or went astray due to various temptations.
Although some of these people will come to their senses and become holy knights again by participating in the trial of atonement.
But from the perspective of the Knights of the Burning Heart, their honor and purity have been tarnished, and there is no way to wash it away in this lifetime.
"But what about these goblins? They look like slaves in disguise. Whether it is Torm, the god of loyalty and courage, or Tyr, the god of justice, they all teach us to challenge all the injustices in this world." Kaidong questioned with a frown.
“I also know that this is a form of slavery in disguise.
But the problem is that the laws of Amn have never recognized goblins as a legally protected race, or in other words, there are few countries and cities in the entire continent of Faerun that regard them as intelligent creatures.
This means that we have no legitimate reason to interfere or intervene.
And do you know what's written on the city's registry of goblins?"
Captain Weatherland asked back with a bitter look on his face.
"What is it?" Kaidong asked subconsciously.
"They are livestock. They are farm animals, just like cows, sheep, pigs, horses, donkeys and mules, and they are all bred and raised artificially. Let alone using them as labor, even if we slaughter them all, it would not violate any law."
As Captain Weatherland spoke, there was a strong resentment in his tone.
Because he knew that the Council of Six of Amn was deliberately exploiting loopholes in the law, and their behavior was no different from the devils in Baator.
And this is not the first time that a similar situation has occurred.
But the Knights were powerless to do anything about it.
Because they are paladins, they must abide by rules and laws, unless the laws of the country and city are beyond redemption.
Obviously, Amn is still far from the standard of "hopeless".
Moreover, whether it is government officials, businessmen, nobles, or civilians from the bottom of society, they have all tasted the sweetness and formed a huge network of interests that cannot be shaken by the power of the Knights alone.
The former can reduce some operating costs, making their goods more competitive, while reducing the negative impact and economic losses caused by accidental deaths of workers;
The latter can also be freed from those extremely dangerous heavy physical labors and do easier jobs with the same salary, such as being a supervisor or technical instructor.
In short, in this magical world where there are no large machines to liberate productivity, if you want civilians to live a slightly better life, there must be a huge exploited class.
In most countries this class was the lowest class of peasants, serfs or slaves.
In the Nelanther Islands and Luskan, this class is a large number of low-level undead creatures.
In Amn, this class is a special class of goblins that can be bred and reproduced in large quantities.
The latter two have one thing in common and one source – Zuo Si.
When Kaidong thought of this unpredictable young voter, he couldn't help but sigh: "Alas - I really hope this is not the beginning of some kind of corruption. By the way, didn't the Knights send people to Luskan on a merchant ship some time ago? What's the situation there now?"
Captain Weatherland hesitated for a moment, then answered in an uncertain tone: "I can't say it's good, but I can't say it's bad either.
Soth launched an unprecedented purge there, completely destroying its original social structure and slaughtering all the pirates, thieves guilds, illegal businessmen, and ratmen in the sewers.
At the same time, all human, elf, half-elf, halfling and dwarf slaves were freed.
They also transferred all the residents of Mingtan Island to Luskan in a very brutal way.
Through these actions, he successfully proved to the Northern Lords' Alliance that he would transform Luskan into a completely new city, so many towns in the North began to gradually resume trade with the City of a Thousand Sails.
With the addition of merchants from Amn and Baldur's Gate, the entire city is recovering at an extremely fast pace, and it is foreseeable that it will become very prosperous in the future.
At least it will be more orderly than under the rule of the Arcane Brotherhood, and the people's living standards will continue to improve.
But just like the problems that occurred in the Nelanther Islands, Soth converted and used the undead on a large scale as laborers to engage in agricultural production, mining, logging, quarrying, road construction and water conservancy projects.
Sometimes I really can't understand what's going on in his mind.
If the God of Tyranny had not fallen during the Year of Troubles, he might have become the first person in Faerun's history to be granted the status of Chosen by three gods at the same time."
There is no doubt that according to the standards of this world, what Zuo Si did in the Nelanther Islands and Luskan could definitely be considered standard tyranny.
He ignored all opposition and used powerful violence to enforce the social reforms he believed were correct.
This is also why Fuzzol Chamberlain firmly believed that Zuo Si had the potential to become the greatest tyrant.
You should know that the tyrant defined by the Church of Bane is not the kind of supreme ruler that most people think makes the country miserable and then unscrupulously plunders wealth and enjoys all kinds of luxurious life.
Just the opposite!
In their eyes, a tyrant is someone who possesses enough power to suppress all opposition and enforce his own will.
Forcing others to obey oneself through violence, intimidation, threats, etc. is the only criterion for measuring a tyrant.
This can be seen from the slogan shouted by the Church of the God of Tyranny: "Only Bane obeys."
In addition, even under the rule of a tyrant, a country can become very prosperous and its people can live in a much better standard of living than in other regions.
"So you think this young voter will become a terrible tyrant in the future?"
Kaidong seemed to realize something, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.
"I'm sorry, I don't know, old friend. But our duty and mission is to prevent things from developing to the worst extent. I hope you can go to Neverwinter first, contact the Church of the God of Justice there, and then go to Luskan to establish a branch of the Knights." Captain Witheran stated his thoughts directly.
"Establish a branch of the Knights Templar? In Luskan?" Kaidong raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Captain Weatherland nodded seriously, "That's right. I've talked to Soth before, and he agreed that as long as we don't object to the use of undead labor, he will allow us to move in and give us the corresponding law enforcement and trial powers."
"I don't understand. Why did he do this?" Kaidong asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"His own answer was that he hoped we could reshape the chaotic nature of Luskan and make the locals no longer be wary of each other on a social level and have a certain degree of confidence in the law." Captain Weatherland gave the answer without hesitation.
"Like the cooperation on the Maztec continent?"
Kaidong suddenly remembered the invitation Zuo Si sent to the Knights of the Burning Heart half a year ago, and the law enforcement team sent out half a month later.
"Almost. As long as it is within the framework of the law, we have judicial power independent of the administrative system. Whatever Soth's real purpose is, I think this is a good opportunity."
Captain Weatherland spoke out his truest thoughts in a serious tone.
"Well, I hope you are right. Give me two days to prepare, and I will leave for Neverwinter in two days."
Kaidong was silent for a moment and finally agreed.
Although he would rather stay in Athkatla to accompany his wife and newborn child, a strong sense of responsibility and mission made this older paladin once again embark on the journey to the far north.
However, the two paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart did not know that the content of their conversation was projected exactly onto the mirror on the wall of the top floor of the Mage Tower.
Looking at Kaidong's gradually receding figure in the mirror, Zuo Si quickly turned off the magic detection and fell into deep self-doubt.
Because he really couldn't figure out how he was like a tyrant.
Whether it is using undead laborers to engage in production activities or providing goblins to fill the labor gap in Amn, it is clearly benefiting society, freeing more ordinary people from boring and tedious physical labor, while providing a large amount of basic living materials to ensure the stability of prices of food, salt, etc.
What's more, the person who truly rules the Nelanther Islands and Luskan is not Zuo Si, but Vanessa, the second-in-command of the organization, and the bureaucratic system under his control.
He has never had much interest in power, and is even less willing to waste his precious time and energy on it.
But now, he has been inexplicably labeled a tyrant.
Just when Zuo Si was very confused about this, the Mage Tower suddenly informed him through telepathy: "Master, two strangers appeared outside the secret door of the sewer and asked to meet you."
"Stranger?" Zuo Si was slightly stunned.
"That's right. According to my detection, one of them is a vampire, and the other is a human with amazing divine power. He is very likely the chosen one of the gods."
The Mage Tower Consciousness explained while projecting magical influences on the mirror.
"Simonmon!"
Zuo Si only took a glance and immediately called out one of the names in surprise.
He was too familiar with the actual controller of the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network.
The two have had more than one contact and collaboration.
But it all culminated in hostility when Manshoon ambushed him in Luskan.
However, Ximanmeng looked obviously abnormal at this moment. Not only was his face very pale, but his eyes also became darker than before.
Finally, the man with long golden hair standing next to him was someone Zuo Si was sure he had never seen before.
After thinking for a few seconds, he immediately ordered, "Let them in. I want to see what tricks this guy is up to."
"As you wish."
The consciousness of the Mage Tower immediately opened the hidden secret door.
At the end of the originally blocked passage, a wall suddenly disappeared, revealing an entrance to the underground floor of the tower.
The two walked in without even a second's hesitation.
Soon, led by a golem, they passed through long and narrow corridors and stairs and finally came to a secret meeting room.
Zuo Si, who had been waiting here for a long time, teased him in a slightly sarcastic tone: "I can't believe you can muster up the courage to appear in front of me. I thought you would avoid me from now on."
Ximanmeng decisively distanced himself from the whole incident and put all the blame on Mansong.
It must be said that his attitude instantly made Zuo Si smell something unusual. He immediately narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively: "Is there any problem within the Zhentarim?"
Xi Manmeng quickly denied it, saying, "We don't have any problems, at least not for now."
"Not yet? Does that mean there will be in the future?" Zuo Si grasped the key instantly.
Just when Ximanmeng was about to explain, Fu Zuoer Qian Borui suddenly stood up and interrupted, "Okay, let's stop playing these boring word games and talk straight to the point. First, let me introduce myself. My name is Fu Zuoer Qian Borui. I believe you have heard of me. Nice to meet you, young voter."
After saying this, the man, who exuded strong confidence, stretched out his right hand.
但左思仅仅只是瞥了一眼，并未选择与对方握手，反倒是用非常冷漠的态度质疑道：“月之海暴君？不知道你大驾光临有何指教？千万别告诉我你是来做和事老，劝我放弃对曼松的报复。”
“哈哈哈哈！不，当然不是。”傅佐尔·钱伯瑞发出一阵狂笑。“恰恰相反，我是来寻求跟你合作的。与曼松那个短视的蠢货不同，我能够看出你灵魂中所散发出来的璀璨光芒。只要我们联手，必定能够做出一番惊天动地的大事。当然，为了表达诚意，我愿意帮助你一劳永逸的除掉曼松。”
“我很想知道，你口中所谓惊天动地的大事指的是什么？”左思摆出一副感兴趣的样子。
“比如说对抗我们的共同敌人暗日和他的教会。”傅佐尔·钱伯瑞意味深长的说道。
左思嗤笑着反问：“你凭什么认为我会冒着巨大的风险，去跟你一起与这个世界最强大的邪神之一为敌？”
傅佐尔·钱伯瑞抿起嘴角似笑非笑的回答道：“因为我们都是选民，你根本骗不了我。
从还在卡林港时候，你就表现出了对暗日及其信徒毫不掩饰的敌意。
而且不管是剧毒与疾病女神塔洛娜，还是新上任的第三代魔法女神午夜，都与希瑞克是敌对关系。
所以我们天然就是盟友，只是被曼松这个短视的白痴破坏了而已。”
“那又如何？现在掌控散塔林会和散提尔堡的人是曼松，而不是你。”左思毫不客气的挑拨道。
“所以我们才需要合作除掉曼松。
事实上这些年以来，我一直都在暗中调查他用来存放克隆体的几个地点，现在已经有了些眉目。
如果算上席曼蒙的帮忙，相信用不了多久就能搞清楚曼松的所有底牌。
到时候只要你和我联手发动突袭，肯定能打曼松一个错不急防，然后再趁着那些克隆体还没醒来之前将其全部摧毁。
怎么样，这个计划不赖吧？”
说着，傅佐尔·钱伯瑞抬起手拍了拍身边席曼蒙的肩膀，满脸都是阴险的表情。
如果要在这个世界上找出一个最想要干掉曼松的人，一定非他莫属。
就连竖琴手同盟这样多年以来的仇敌都得靠边站。
正所谓同行之间才是赤裸裸的仇恨。
从散塔林会成立之初，傅佐尔·钱伯瑞就一直想要夺取控制权，但却始终被曼松死死地压了一头。
因为暴政之神班恩掌握着“纷争”这一神职，所以非常乐意看到自己麾下的两个派系相互争斗，并不会给与任何一方偏袒。
这一点后来被希瑞克完美继承并发扬光大，造就了一个极度邪恶混乱的强大神力。
所以现在有机会除掉曼松，傅佐尔·钱伯瑞自然不会轻易放过。
而且在强大的外部威胁面前，他所领导的教会已经经不起太过惨烈的内斗，必须要彻底统一起来才能与越来越强大的希瑞克对抗。
左思无疑感受到了对方强烈的意图，迅速开始在脑海中考虑利益得失。
大概两三分钟过后，他才用不急不慢的语速开口说道：“原则上我同意跟你合作，不仅能要合作，而且还要扩大范围让更多的势力加入进来。”
“你的意思是……”傅佐尔·钱伯瑞两眼微微放光。
“我的意思是彻底激发起暗日疯狂的本质，把他打造成为这个世界诸神的公敌。就算不能干掉或是封印，也要将其从强大神力的宝座上拉下来。相比起这件事情，曼松的生死根本微不足道。”
在左思说这番话的时候，席曼蒙整个人处在一种极度震惊和惶恐的状态中无法自拔。
虽然他早就知道眼前这个年轻人对希瑞克有着一种莫名的厌恶，但却万万没想到内心之中竟然隐藏着如此可怕的念头。
要知道即便是信奉暴政之神班恩的曼松和傅佐尔·钱伯瑞，也从未敢妄想要把已经是强大神力的希瑞克拉下来，更多的是想方设法让黑暗君主从死亡中归来，仅此而已。
“具体如何实施呢？想要让一个神发疯可不太容易。”
傅佐尔·钱伯瑞显然对这个计划相当感兴趣，语气甚至带上了一丝催促。
“很简单！派人打入希瑞克教会的内部，诱导他那些狂热且脑子不太正常的家伙去发动针对其他神祇教会的无差别攻击。
并且大肆宣扬暗日才是这个世界唯一的真神，其他的神都是伪神。
以希瑞克自大、狭隘的性格肯定不会否认。
所以自然会跟其他神产生越来越剧烈的矛盾、冲突，直至发展成为诸神的公敌。
当他的力量被削弱，你所侍奉的暴政之神自然也就有了复活的契机。”
左思直截了当给出了一个阴险无比且非常有可执行性的方案。
按照原本的打算，他是想要等那本大名鼎鼎的神器《希瑞克经》问世后再采取行动的。
不过现在看来，整个计划似乎可以稍微提前一点。
毕竟散塔林会的情报网络遍布费伦大陆，就算是只有一部分被调动起来所产生的破坏力也相当惊人。
再加上该计策是利用希瑞克性格方面的缺陷和弱点，所以成功的概率非常高，搞不好还会让《希瑞克经》提前被创造出来。
“好主意！不过在此之前，我们必须先除掉曼松，把所有的资源和力量集中起来使用。”
傅佐尔·钱伯瑞瞬间就意识到这个计划拥有非常高的成功率，同时还能缓解希瑞克教会对于散塔林会和散提尔堡的渗透。
等这些家伙造成的破坏和威胁达到某个临界点，其他教会自然而然会联合起来形成一个“反希瑞克包围网”。
届时无论诸神会采取什么措施，希瑞克在凡间的信仰和影响力必然会在接二连三的打击下濒临崩溃。
根据动荡之年结束后神上神艾欧定下的新规则，信徒的规模和影响力与神力的强弱是直接挂钩的。
所以希瑞克从强大神力的宝座上跌落下来也就成了必然的结果。
身为月之海的暴君，傅佐尔·钱伯瑞从来都不缺乏胆量、勇气和智谋，同样也并不畏惧成为某位神明的眼中钉、肉中刺。
事实上从成为选民的那一刻起，他就明白自己将要面对来自敌对神明的威胁。
相比之下，席曼蒙都快要被吓傻了。
要知道如果这个计划泄露出去，肯定会遭到许多神明的敌视，后果绝对不堪设想。
他已经能够看到自己未来被从天而降的神力闪电活活劈死，就如同拜龙教的创始人萨马斯特一样。
唯一的区别在于，萨马斯特将自己转化成了巫妖，所以还可以通过命匣复活。
但他转化的是吸血鬼，挨上一发绝对死翘翘。
不过遗憾的是，席曼蒙此刻已经上了贼船根本逃不掉，只能硬着头皮加入其中，尽自己所能运用自己的智慧和经验让整个行动变得更加完善、隐秘。
就这样三人躲在法师塔里商量好几个小时，最终才敲定了一部分细节。
也许是找打了击败希瑞克的方法，所以傅佐尔·钱伯瑞看上去十分高兴，摸着下巴上不是很浓密的胡须赞叹道：“索斯，你是我这辈子见过最有趣、最特别的人。我非常期待之后的合作，还有你能够对这个世界造成的深远影响。相信我，如果黑暗君王真的因为这个计划而重新归来，你将获得难以想象的奖赏。”
“算了吧。我本人一点也不认同班恩的教义跟理念。”左思无所谓的耸了耸肩膀。
“杀死一切反抗者，用纯粹的暴力贯彻自己的意志，你难道没有发现自己的所作所为完美契合了班恩所倡导的理念吗？或许你还没有察觉到，自己其实非常有潜力成为一名令整个世界感到颤抖的强大暴君。”傅佐尔·钱伯瑞语气中透露出强烈的诱惑。
可左思却不屑一顾的反驳道：“别搞得好像你很懂我一样。
暴君最典型的特征是对于权力无休止的渴求，但我却对权力并没有太大的兴趣。
不管是耐兰瑟尔群岛也好，还是路斯坎也吧，平日里都是由别人来负责管理。
只要不出大乱子，我甚至都懒得去过问。
至于你提到的那些行为，不过是为了快速达成目的所使用的手段，跟什么狗屁暴君没有半点关系。
在我看来，统治是一门非常严谨、复杂的社会科学，包括经济跟政治两个最主要的部分。
不过是其中把权力集中起来使用这一点，刚好跟暴政和独裁的理念比较接近罢了。
就好像我也会把剧毒与瘟疫当成一种武器使用，但却并不会因此而对塔洛娜的教义产生半点认同。
我就是我，独一无二的我，没有任何神有资格让我去崇拜和信仰。
哪怕现在的选民身份，也不过是一场交易罢了。
所以麻烦千万不要把我跟你当成是一类人。”
As these words came out of his mouth, Fu Zuoer Chamberlain's face finally changed.
He was not sure whether this was Zuo Si's bluff or his true thoughts.
If it is the latter, it means that Zuo Si himself has a very strong sense of self-awareness and will not be easily influenced or instigated by others. It would be very difficult to turn him into a tyrant.
If it is the former, there is a high possibility that an unimaginable huge ambition is hidden behind it.
In the end, the first attempt ended in vain.
Anyway, the two parties have established a cooperative relationship, and there will be plenty of opportunities to observe slowly in the future.
After seeing off the two high-ranking members of the Zhentarim, Zuo Si immediately issued a call to all the liches in the organization.
After a while, they used teleportation magic to appear in the wizard tower, and each of them had their eyes shining with excitement and anticipation.
Jeffrey was the first to stand up and bowed deeply with one hand on his chest: "Sir, we have completed the assembly as you requested. When will we set out to recapture the floating city that belongs to us?"
"Right now."
After saying that, Zuo Si unleashed the power of the Planeswalker Spark towards the huge portal standing in the center of the teleportation zone, while frantically drawing on the reserve energy of the Mage Tower.
Since the previous floating city had been sealed by powerful magical power, it was not easy to tear open a crack.
As a terrifying energy vortex with astonishing destructive power formed in the middle of the portal, a crack connecting the floating city's tower was finally slowly torn open.
A dozen or so undead on the other side seemed to have sensed something and immediately tried to rush over like crazy, but they were swallowed up by a sudden vortex of energy halfway through their run, leaving not even a bone.
"Now! Immediately cast energy protection spells on yourself and rush forward." Zuo Si gave the order to set off without hesitation.
"I'll take the lead!"
After getting permission, Vanessa was the first to rush over, carrying a box full of undead armies and constructs.
The other liches followed closely behind, not showing the slightest fear of the energy vortex that could very likely devour them.
When the last one crossed the unstable portal, Zuo Si grabbed the holy sword on the table that was made by fusion of Daylight Star and Casomir, leaped deep into the sky and disappeared into a blue vortex.
As soon as he left, the portal quickly closed without the spark support.
Isadora, who had specially come over to join in the action, ended up seeing only a fist-sized gap that disappeared in less than a second.
Looking at the portal with only a square metal frame left, she immediately complained indignantly to the Furu cub floating near her shoulder: "Damn it! Soth must think I'm a burden, so he left me behind again!"
Gurgle gurgle!
Little Furu immediately sprayed out some gas, and its body turned green, symbolizing curiosity.
Ever since it signed a magic contract with the human in front of it and became a magic pet, it has lived a life of no worries about food and clothing. Not only can it consume spiritual energy openly, but it can also read a lot of interesting memories, emotions and knowledge from other people. It is simply the wonderful life it has always dreamed of.
Perhaps sensing that the girl was emotionally unstable, the Furu cub immediately waved its tentacles in an attempt to comfort its owner.
But unfortunately it is still too small and its capabilities in this area are not outstanding.
As a result, Isadora grabbed it and kneaded it repeatedly like dough, sometimes into an oval shape, sometimes into a long strip, obviously venting her inner dissatisfaction.
Fortunately, Furu has no bones in its body and is a true mollusk, so this behavior does not cause any harm to it. Instead, it makes the little guy mistakenly think that his owner is playing with him, and his body quickly turns light pink, which symbolizes joy.
After a while, the girl, who was not very strong, sat on the ground panting, poking her pet with her finger and asked, "How can I become stronger in a short period of time and catch up with Soth?"
Gurgle! Little Furu spewed out some gas again, and then showed his master some pictures of the Mind Flayer cultivating the giant Mind Flayer insect through the mental connection.
"You mean I can also try to cultivate a giant heart-stealing insect of my own?" Isadora clenched her fists subconsciously.
Since there is a huge spiral shell ship under the Mage Tower, as well as a main brain placed in the brain pool, and a small number of mind flayers, it is theoretically not difficult to cultivate a giant mind flayer.
The only problem was that she didn't think that with her current level of psychic powers, she could control a monster that even the Mind Flayer could feel fear and terror in.
But Little Furu quickly waved his tentacles to indicate that this was not what he meant, and at the same time magnified some details of the picture through telepathy.
After repeated observations, Isadora was shocked to find that the giant heart-stealing worm located in the deep sea of the seventeenth layer of the underground maze did not simply start cultivating from one tadpole, but cultivated multiple tadpoles at the same time, and then let them devour each other, and finally the strongest one would devour the rest of the tadpoles.
Combined with the human cloning technology she had seen in the library before, she suddenly had a bold idea, which was to clone herself, and then implant the personality fragments split from her mind into these clones to turn them into another self.
When the time is right, they will kill each other and devour each other's psychic powers. The one who wins in the end will gain a powerful force comparable to the main brain.
Of course, doing so is very risky, as the main personality may be replaced by the derived fragments of the secondary personality.
But Isadora didn't care.
Because she had done this in her mind more than once when she was very young.
Just do it!
Since Zuo Si, who had the highest authority, and the liches with partial authority had already gone to another world, no one could stop the girl's crazy behavior.
Before long, she was trying to grow clones of herself in giant glass jars in her basement, following the instructions in the book.
Under the influence of magic power, the embryo quickly developed into the appearance of a baby in just a few hours.
If nothing unexpected happens, these clones will soon begin to have heartbeats and develop into girls that look exactly like Isadora...
(End of this chapter)