There is no doubt that the hostility between Zoth and Elminster and the Harpers is not really a conflict between good and evil.

Rather, it is the collision between chaos and order, as well as the worldview and values ​​that extend from it, and the contradiction on the proposition of what is the "correct" way to change the current situation on the continent of Faerun.

In Zuo Si's eyes, this group of idealists who always disobey order, laws and rules are a bit like "knights" who rob the rich to help the poor.

He always maintains a strong sense of personal heroism and does whatever he wants without being restricted by any form of constraints.

Although they did help many people in the North, and crushed the expansion of the Arcane Brotherhood and those ambitious lords more than once.

But without exception, they are typical cases of treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

It is impossible to solve the problem at its root, nor can it truly promote social development and progress. It is just repeating what has been done before over and over again, as if we are stuck in a time loop.

In addition, these harpists have, to a certain extent, hindered the pace of social evolution and development.

If it weren't for their constant disruption and destruction, the North would definitely not be so fragmented today, with hundreds of small towns and countless independent villages, which would have slowly merged into one or several relatively powerful countries through constant wars, conquests and annexations.

From the perspective of civilization development and social progress, the things that the Harpers have done since their establishment can definitely be regarded as "heinous crimes."

This is why Zuo Si disliked and even hated the Harper organization from the beginning to the end.

What's even more outrageous is that some of these druids and rangers will even add the natural balance stuff into it.

When a tribe of goblins, orcs, barbarians, trolls or gnolls is on the verge of extinction, they might provide it with some help, allowing the entire tribe to overcome the difficulties and continue.

Because in the minds of these guys, a certain balance needs to be maintained between civilization and nature, just like the ratio of herbivores to carnivores in forests and wilderness cannot exceed a certain level, otherwise it will cause a serious ecological disaster.

So while they help towns and villages resist monster invasions, they also maintain the number of monsters and beasts nearby, using the latter to limit the expansion of civilization in the North.

To put it simply, it's like a mentally ill person fighting with his left and right hands.

In this respect, it is somewhat similar to the theory of balance of all things in the universe advocated by Mordenkainen.

If the monsters and beasts in the North were not too numerous and the threat too great, the Harpers would have become a rat crossing the street that everyone would chase after with their way of playing.

This also explains why harpists are less welcomed by local governments in more densely populated and economically prosperous areas, and are even defined as unwelcome illegal organizations.

To a large extent, they play the role of destroyers of order and are also a force that hinders social progress and the development of civilization.

But the interesting thing is that these people not only did not realize their mistakes, but instead felt that they were engaged in a great cause that was not understood by "ordinary people", and were even willing to pay the price of their lives for it.

But from the perspective of Elminster and the Harpist, they seek neither fame nor profit, nor do they care about rewards or thanks. They are truly selfless and have a noble character.

Moreover, there is no strict hierarchical system like in other organizations, let alone the so-called "authority".

Each member can make their own judgment and choice and do what they think is right.

How could such a selfless and noble ideal be wrong? In fact, the current situation is just a microcosm of the countless conflicts and contradictions in the continent of Faerun.

It is not like the countries on Earth, where the main differences come from the division of existing resources and interests. It is more like the concepts, values ​​and world views are not on the same channel at all, and they cannot even communicate.

Dull!

Depressed!

It's breathtaking! As a high-ranking assassin who once served Ellen Linville, Fidd obviously knew about the Harper Alliance, and had also heard of the resounding reputation of Elminster, the first chosen one of the Goddess of Magic and the great sage of Shadow Valley.

But she never thought that she would meet the other party in this way.

In particular, the huge pressure brought to the other people around by the head-on confrontation between the new and old Magic Goddess elects made the demon elves feel for the first time what it looked like to be a strong person who could have a decisive influence on the situation in a region.

Although neither side had any intention of fighting after the brief conflict at the beginning, Fed's palms were sweating due to excessive nervousness, and he would often rub them on his clothes or cloak subconsciously.

This is a habit that many killers and assassins have.

If your palms sweat too much, the friction will be greatly reduced, causing slippage when gripping a dagger or short sword.

fortunately!

This silent confrontation did not last long.

After about three to five minutes, after finishing a pack of cigarettes, Elminster was the first to break the silence and asked, "Are you here today just to make this deal with me?"

"No, I have something else to ask you. What does the Harper know about the turmoil that is taking place within the Shadow Thieves Guild?"

Zuo Si did not beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.

The demon elf assassin pricked up his ears the moment he heard these words.

This is not an adjective, but a standard verb.

As we all know, elves' ears are often pointed and long.

After integrating the succubus bloodline, the muscles around the ears of the demon elves are more developed than those of ordinary elves, and they can perform many incredible movements.

For example, contracting muscles to make the earlobes stick tightly to the sides of the scalp, or even hiding them in the hair to conceal one's ancestry and identity.

By the same token, when they need to listen carefully, they can also stand up and stretch their ears to increase the area of ​​the auricle to better collect sound.

"Why should we provide you with information about the Shadow Thief? This is no longer within the scope of the transaction just now! What's more, you brutally killed Gaffrey!"

The elf named Ovis had hatred gleaming in his eyes.

“Yeah, that’s not part of the deal.

But the problem is, you seem to have forgotten one thing, that is, your lives are still in my hands.

After all, I have just made it clear that anyone who dares to attack me a second time will die a miserable death.

How about I trade your lives for information about the Shadow Thieves Guild? Or do you think that with Elminster here, everyone can be saved?

Believe me, he can't do that.

If you want to try it, that's fine. I don't mind killing a few more or a few less people anyway."

As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his left hand wearing an iron glove, and astonishing magical energy began to gather in his palm.

"Stop it! Enough blood has been shed today. There is no need for any more unnecessary killing. Whatever information you want to know about the Shadow Thieves, just ask."

Elminster stepped forward and bluntly stopped the Harpers' meaningless struggle and resistance.

At the same time, he also implicitly admitted that he could not stop Zuo Si from killing people.

This was undoubtedly a huge blow to the confidence of all the Harpists present.

The elf Ovis' eyes widened, totally unable to believe what he heard. His reaction was as disappointed as if a fan had witnessed the collapse of his idol, and his inner faith also showed signs of being shaken.

"See? This is called seeing the big picture. You, a little minion, should learn from this. Don't think about fighting and using violence all the time. How is that different from the demons in the Abyss?"

Zuo Si mocked the self-righteous elf with a slightly contemptuous tone, and then asked himself: "Do you know how Ailan Linville died? Or who assassinated him?"

"Alan Linville died in an assassination attempt.

Although the Shadow Thieves Guild announced that the murderer was a demon-elf assassin named Fed, in fact it was someone else.

As for who this person is, we don't know yet.

But one thing is certain, that is, the murderer worked closely with a red-robed wizard named Edwin."

Elminster gave a very straightforward answer.

"Edwin?!"

When he heard the name, Zuo Si's DNA moved instantly.

But he couldn't figure out why this guy would appear in Amn instead of the more chaotic Baldur's Gate area.

Elminster nodded slightly: "Yes. This red robe wizard seems to have some unknown connection with Maiwa, one of the leaders of the Shadow Thieves' subordinate guild.

Just a few months ago, they worked together through a series of plans and conspiracies to secretly eliminate the leaders of several subordinate guilds, and then disguised them as accidents to support people who were willing to obey their orders.

Now the two of them have controlled almost half of the power of the Shadow Thieves of Amn.

In addition, there is a mysterious force behind Maiwa supporting him in seizing power. "

"Okay, I think I know what's going on, thanks."

After obtaining the information he wanted, Zuo Si immediately turned around and walked out of the Harper's secret base in Askatla without looking back.

Fed obviously wanted to ask for a few more specific details, but in the end he held back and obediently followed behind and left.

During the years she worked for the Shadow Thief, she developed a good habit, which was that when she was confused about the situation, it was best to obey the boss's orders.

After the two men had completely walked away, Elminster took a deep breath and said in a tone that was not easy to question: "Withdraw all our personnel from Amn and Baldur's Gate immediately!"

"What? Are you crazy? If everyone withdraws, how can we collect intelligence and stop the Zhentarim's conspiracy?"

Another high-ranking Harpist exclaimed in disbelief.

"At this point, don't you understand that there is no place for us in these two places?

Soth is not a soft-hearted person.

Since he has determined that we are enemies, he will use various means to suppress us.

As for intelligence gathering, don't worry about it. I will find a way.

As for the Zhentarim's conspiracy...

I don't think Fuzzol Chamberlain and Simonmont would dare to do anything under South's nose."

As he said this, a faint silver light flashed in Elminster's eyes, and it was obvious that he had a plan of his own.

To be exact, he had already made the corresponding preparations.

Whether it is Khelben who breaks away from the Harpers and is establishing his own intelligence organization, Moonstar, or Storm Silverhand who takes over this area, they can take on the responsibility of collecting intelligence.

The main purpose of withdrawing the Harpers from the area was to avoid bloody conflicts like today.

"What about the resistance forces we have contacted in the Dragon Coast and West Heartland?" another Harpist Master asked with a frown.

"Alas - tell these people that the Harper has more important things to do right now, and let them contact Soth directly."

Elminster couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He could sense the frustration and dissatisfaction in the hearts of these harpists, but he could do nothing about it.

What’s even more infuriating is that all the efforts made before have now benefited the opponent.

It can be predicted that after defeating the army of Zhentil Keep and expelling its forces, these rebels will inevitably turn to Zuo Si, who can bring peace, stability and prosperity to the region.

This change is almost irreversible.

However, in comparison, Elminster was more worried that Zuo Si's extremely dangerous thoughts would be transmitted to the entire metal dragon clan through those silver dragons, gold dragons, steel dragons, and copper dragons.

This eventually led to a large-scale split among the dragons in the good camp.

You know, when it comes to philosophical ideas, dragons, who have higher IQs, are more likely to be serious and prefer heated debates than humans.

It is under such circumstances that many fallen gold and silver dragons embark on the path of evil.

Of course, Zuo Si knew nothing about Elminster's worries for the time being.

Because he currently only knows of one dragon in the good camp, that is Alustriel's ally, the Golden Dragon Queen Veramaradace.

Therefore, the impression of metal dragons is that they are very curious, like to get to the bottom of everything, show great joy when receiving gifts, are keen on all kinds of debates, and may even be a little greedy.

As for arrogance, that is a common problem of all true dragons, even the stupidest and most beast-like white dragon is no exception.

But overall, good-aligned metallic dragons are more reasonable than chromatic dragons.

Even if they want to take treasure from you, they rarely choose to rob you directly.

Instead, they deliberately reveal some information that interests you, and then hint that it can be exchanged for money or a magical item.

"Where are we going now? Looking for the red-robed wizard named Edwin?"

After leaving the Harper Alliance's building in Askatla, Fed immediately couldn't help but ask.

After learning the clues about the real murderer who killed Ailan Linville, she couldn't wait to find her enemy and cut him into pieces.

Zuo Si smiled and said without turning his head, "Don't be so impatient. Especially for information like this whose authenticity cannot be guaranteed, you need to verify it from multiple sources so as not to be taken advantage of by others."

"Seeking confirmation from multiple sources?"

The demon elf assassin was stunned for a moment.

She really couldn't think of any other organization that could provide more detailed intelligence if the information from the Harpers could not be trusted.

However, Zuo Si did not explain much, but walked around the dock area and came to the door of a slightly shabby house.

As a result, before he could get close, the originally closed door opened by itself, and a familiar female figure walked out from inside, putting one hand on her chest and bowing gracefully.

"Welcome, Lord Soth."

"Why are you here?"

Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Because the woman standing at the door is Clarice, one of Manson's most capable assistants and a person with whom he has a deep connection.

It is said that after Manshoon's death, Clarice took the initiative to join Ximamon's camp and then disappeared from people's sight.

At this moment, this female wizard with a high spellcasting level was wearing an enchanted robe that looked a bit like a dress. She had a humble smile on her face, fully displaying her mature and beautiful charm.

In the room behind her stood three young mages dressed like apprentices, a thief hiding in the shadows, and seven or eight fully armed guards.

It goes without saying that this is the base of the Zhentarim in Athkatla, less than three streets away from the headquarters of the Death Harp Alliance.

What is even more incredible is that for so many years, both sides have known of each other's existence and have been fighting openly and secretly, but they have never attacked each other's nest.

What does love and hate mean?

That's it!

"Ximanmont specially arranged for me to provide services specifically for you and try my best to meet all your requirements."

Clarice deliberately put emphasis on the word "everything".

Unfortunately, Zuo Si ignored this boring hint. He walked into the house and sat down on a chair.

After the door was slammed shut, he asked, "Do you know what happened recently in the Shadow Thieves Guild?"

Clarice answered without hesitation, "Of course. This time the commotion was so big, I think it would be hard not to know.

What's more, targeting the infiltration of Shadow Thieves has always been the main task of our Zhentarim.

Some spies have even become leaders of subordinate guilds.

Whatever you need information on, I can give you the answer right away.”

"Great! Let me give you a brief introduction of the situation."

Zuo Si crossed his hands in front of his chest and assumed a listening attitude.

Clarice didn't waste any words and immediately told everyone all the information she had collected.

Even conflicts within some subordinate guilds and unknown gossip about a certain guild leader being cuckolded by his trusted subordinates are no exception.

Of course, situations like this where one is attacked by a minotaur subordinate are not uncommon within the Shadow Thieves Guild.

Since the nature of their work involves criminal relationships, high-ranking Shadow Thieves usually do not choose to get married, as that would be equivalent to exposing their weaknesses to the other party's sight.

However, considering that they also have physical and emotional needs, they often choose to secretly keep one or several lovers.

In order to ensure the safety of these lovers, he would also arrange one or two of his trusted men to protect the former.

In addition, the guild leader is very busy and has a lot of things to do, and he probably has more than one lover, so it is impossible for them to live together every day.

This also leads to the situation that women who are lovers will naturally transfer their physical and psychological desires to the bodyguards who accompany them every day.

Over time, those with weaker wills will easily be tempted and end up sleeping in the same bed with the person they are protecting.

Normally, if you are not discovered, everything will be fine.

But once the guild leader finds out that his men have cheated on him, the result will be a brutal torture lasting several hours or even days.

It is clear that the Zhentarim are much better than the Harpers in gathering intelligence on Amn.

Some of them were so secretive that she had never even heard of them.

"So... Ailan Linville actually died in the internal strife of the Shadow Thieves Guild? In order to start a rebellion, Maiwa hired Edwin and another assassin to kill the nominal supreme leader, hoping to make everyone nervous.

But what he didn't expect was that Reinol Bloodhead had already prepared a substitute, causing the assassination to fail to produce the expected effect.

It was not without knowledge that Renol Bloodhead deliberately framed Fed as the murderer. It was to stabilize the restless forces within the guild and ensure that Maiwa would not immediately become desperate and launch a large-scale internal rebellion.

Both sides are aware of the situation, but because they were not fully prepared, they both chose to save face. "

Zuo Si stroked his chin and analyzed with a playful look on his face.

不得不说，站在外人的角度看影贼内斗实在是一件相当有趣的事情。

尤其在得知了麦瓦是希瑞克的信徒之后，他愈发觉得自己还是不要轻易插手的比较好。

最好看着双方打到头破血流、奄奄一息，再出手将这个盘踞在安姆及其周边地区的庞大犯罪组织连根拔起。

毫无疑问，左思从始至终都不喜欢影贼，虽然曾经与对方有过许多合作。

尤其是最近随着身份和立场的改变，他已经对影贼逐渐起了杀心。

正所谓屁股决定脑袋。

以前左思并没有想要统治安姆的想法，所以对于阿斯卡特拉的各方势力往往抱有一种无所谓的态度。

甚至非常乐意利用特权和法律的漏洞来为自己谋利。

这一点从他以前跟各大家族之间良好的合作关系就能略窥一二。

但自从在夏恩七世的引导下产生了想要统一费伦大陆西海岸的念头后，左思怎么看这些垄断资源和权力的大家族，还有蒙面法师公会、影贼等组织怎么不顺眼。

因为他的心态已经从原本的既得利益者变成了统治者。

而在统治者的眼里，这些家伙无一例外都是需要被狠狠打压乃至清理的对象。

作为散提尔堡和散塔林会的高层，克拉丽斯显然非常清楚左思正在逐步收拢权力，为加冕成为安姆之王做准备，所以赶忙压低声音补充道：“这次动荡不仅仅是影贼内部的问题，还有一个隐藏在墓园区内部的神秘势力。

不过他们的保密工作非常好，我暂时还不知道对方的真面目。

但有一点可以肯定，这个神秘势力很强大，足以让影贼高层十分忌惮。

据说凡是去过那边宣誓效忠的下属公会首领，都没有出现过任何反复横跳的迹象。

这也就意味着，他们百分之百相信只要神秘势力出手，麦瓦就一定能赢得最终的胜利。”

“呵呵，情况还真是变得越来越有意思了呢。”

左思嘴角微微上翘，浮现出了高深莫测的笑容。

或许别人不知道墓园区下边住着谁，但他怎么可能会不知道。

只他没想到，吸血鬼女王巴荻会用挑起内乱的方式来摧毁影贼公会的根基。

这可比直接宣战，然后打打杀杀聪明多了。

“狗屎！原来在这些高层看来，我只是个微不足道的替罪羊跟可悲的牺牲品？”

菲德显然被真相搞破防了，愤怒的抬起脚砰的一声将木质桌子踹了个粉碎。

尤其是雷诺尔·血头明明知道她是无辜的，可还是为了自身利益跟权势，毫不犹豫选择将黑锅扣上去，让魔裔精灵刺客产生了想要割断其喉咙的冲动。

“如何，你现在还打算替艾朗·林维尔报仇吗？”左思似笑非笑的问道。

“当然要报！不管是冤枉我的雷诺尔·血头，还是幕后策划了暗杀行动的麦瓦，我都要让他们血债血偿。”

魔裔精灵刺客咬着牙发出了不甘的咆哮。

“既然如此，那就先跟我回法师塔吧。你现在不仅需要一件高级魔法皮甲，而且还需要两把武器。”

说罢，左思便站起身带头朝外面走去。

克拉丽斯一言不发的弯下腰摆出了恭送姿态，一直到两人消失在街道尽头，这才命人重新关上大门。

……

与此同时，远在南方星旋山脉附近的天空之上，两条赤红色的巨龙正在隔空相望。

其中那条体型远超太古年龄层的炼狱红龙，不用问也知道正是才在这边筑巢不久的维尔梅斯。

而她对面那条体型要小得多太古红龙，则是这片区域最活跃、最具有破坏力的移动天灾——巴拉迦斯“飞焰”。

毫无疑问，在等候了那么长时间之后，维尔梅斯终于如愿以偿盼来了这位有着“龙王”称号的对手。

曾几何时，巴拉迦斯“飞焰”还是她崇拜和模仿的偶像。

可现在，这条雌性炼狱红龙只想要撕碎对方的喉咙，吞噬从体内喷涌而出的滚烫鲜血，让自己的名声响彻整个费伦大陆。

“你是谁？我怎么从来没有见过你！”

巴拉迦斯“飞焰”眯起眼睛小心翼翼的试探道。

尽管他向来都以好战、暴虐、嗜血和残忍著称，经常会直接冲进某条龙的巢穴中将其杀死并吃掉。

但这并不意味着他是个傻瓜。

尤其是眼下如此巨大的体型差异，但凡不是瞎子都能看得出来。

而体型恰好是红龙之间内战时占据决定性的因素，没有之一。

要知道在费伦大陆，一条太古巨龙通常情况下能长到三十米到四十米之间就已经非常巨大了。

可眼前的维尔梅斯却在巨兽遍地、魔法能量充沛到快要溢出的赞迪卡时空，借助时间魔法度过了两百年，算上尾巴的话体长早就接近一百五十米。

那经过长期、严格锻炼所形成的肌肉线条，足以让任何一条龙感到心惊胆颤。

这感觉就好像两米高的壮汉走在街上，突然看到一个身高超过五米、肌肉分布堪比健美冠军的巨人拦住了自己的去路。

要说心里一点都不害怕，那绝对是假的。

巴拉迦斯“飞焰”甚至都不确定，自己要是不小心被对方逮住，会不会被活生生撕成两半。

“我的名字叫做维尔梅斯！接下来我要杀了你，然后取而代之成为整个西海岸南方唯一的龙王。”

维尔梅斯非常干脆的说出了自己的意图。

她很清楚玩阴谋诡计并非自己擅长的领域，因此索性光明正大的发出挑战。

“维尔梅斯？你就是那条出现在散提尔堡上空，杀死了无数疯神希瑞克信徒并且抢到大把财富的红龙？”

巴拉迦斯“飞焰”瞳孔中迸射出宛如岩浆一样的橘红色光芒，语气中带着强烈的震惊。

“嘿嘿！连你也听到过我的名号吗？”

维尔梅斯咧开嘴露出一口巨大且锋利的尖牙。

由于接受了地狱力量的关系，她的牙齿并不是普通的白色，而是末端带着无数黑色的斑点。

这些斑点可以让牙齿在撕咬的时候，额外附带一些非致命毒素，能让目标不断失去体质属性，然后变得越来越虚弱，直至体质归零瞬间暴毙。

“你为什么要来找我的麻烦？我可不记得自己招惹过你。”

巴拉迦斯“飞焰”皱起眉头，轻轻煽动翅膀后退，继续保持着相对安全的距离。

能看得出，这位龙王并不想与自己体型大好几倍的敌人战斗。

但遗憾的是，维尔梅斯从左思那里接过的任务就是消灭这些活跃而又强大的恶龙。

更何况她本人也无比渴望能够获得一个龙王的称号。

所以这条炼狱红龙干脆懒得废话，直接起手就给自己加持上了【闪耀之鳞】、【锋牙术】、【锐齿术】、【高等风之翼】等几个巨龙才能掌握的天生魔法，如同一台在空中飞舞的超重型轰炸机，径直向对方冲了过去。

其中【闪耀之鳞】提供的是抵挡物理攻击的偏斜力场；

【锋牙术】和【锐齿术】则是让牙齿和爪子这些天生武器变得更具有破坏力； 【高等风之翼】则能提高巨龙的飞行机动性。

从几个法术不难看出，维尔梅斯的战术非常简单粗暴，就是怼上去凭借体型优势碾压对手。

为了防止敌人逃跑，在冲锋过程中她还释放了【缚翼术】。

这也是一个巨龙特有的魔法，作用是制造一张力场之网，缠绕住目标使其无法冲锋、飞行和奔跑。

“该死！”

意识到维尔梅斯不是在开玩笑，而是真的想干掉自己，巴拉迦斯“飞焰”立刻忍不住低声咒骂了一句，马上便尝试着释放【解除魔法】来抵消【缚翼术】的效果。

不过让他感到难以置信的是，当【解除魔法】生效之后，【缚翼术】并没有被解除。

或者说在法术对抗中他居然输掉了！

要知道巴拉迦斯很多时候虽然更倾向于近战，可是作为太古红龙，他的天生施法等级并不低，相当于一名LV20的术士。

可现在，【解除魔法】居然连续两次被抵抗只能说明一个问题，那就是对方的施法等级要远远高于自己。

想到这，他抬起头震惊不已的看着迎面冲过来的维尔梅斯，以及后者身上那极度发达且夸张的肌肉，整条龙都傻了眼。

开什么玩笑！ 一个明显是倾向于近战的巨龙，居然拥有比自己还要高的施法等级？

这感觉简直就跟一名又高又壮、能把几百公斤杠铃拎在手里当武器的猛女，突然开口告诉你她其实是个传奇法师或者术士一样离谱。

只可惜，巴拉迦斯已经没有时间考虑太多了。

Since there is no way to remove the effect of [Wing Binding], it is too late to run away, so he can only quickly cast himself with the eight-ring [Iron Bones], as well as [Stoneskin], [Shield] and [Acceleration].

After the above strengthening magics were completed, he made a last-ditch effort and cast [Tansen Transformation].

Obviously, due to the huge size difference, Balagos did not think that he could gain any advantage in hand-to-hand combat just by relying on the first few enhancement spells.

At the cost of completely giving up the ability to cast spells, you gain bonuses to strength, agility, and defense, as well as more and stronger combat experience and will.

It has to be said that there is a reason why he became one of the most famous dragon kings in Faerun.

At least when forced into a desperate situation, you have the courage to fight to the death.

In the blink of an eye, the two red dragons collided with each other.

BANG! BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With a deafening roar, Balagos was knocked away by Wilmes who was rushing towards him as expected, and fell onto the cliff while flipping in mid-air. Then the two dragons continued to roll, wrestle, and bite each other down the steep slope.

The spectacular and tragic scene was seen clearly by many people several kilometers away.

Because Wilmes deliberately chose a place close to the capital of the Kingdom of Tethyr, Zazespur, as the battlefield so that more people could see him killing Balagos, the city was now in complete chaos.

The Council of Nobles issued an order almost immediately, declaring a state of emergency in the city.

All soldiers cancelled their leave and stood on the city walls and arrow towers, ready for battle.

Mages and priests were also gathered together to prepare for the worst-case scenario.

The rulers were undoubtedly well aware that with the destructive power displayed by the two red dragons in the distance, once they flew over, the entire city would probably be reduced to ruins.

But there's nothing I can do.

Even if you know you can't stop it, you still have to fight to the death.

Otherwise, if the common people knew that they paid so much taxes but ended up not having even the most basic security, the consequences would be absolutely catastrophic.

However, Zaze Sibo's reaction did not have even the slightest impact on the two red dragons fighting bloody battles.

Although their hard scales were strong enough to withstand damage from all non-magical weapons, they were still torn apart by the opponent's magical teeth and claws.

The hot blood, which was enough to easily scald a person to death, was now splashing everywhere as the fight went on, and soon it had ignited most of the mountain.

Whether it was the bushes and weeds on the top of the mountain or the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, thick smoke was now rising.

Along with the thick smoke, there was also a large area of ​​red flames spreading.

"Hahahaha! That's right! That's it! Come on! Let's fight to our heart's content! Show me your power as the Dragon King!"

Wilmes was obviously getting excited and laughing wildly like a madman, while swallowing the flesh and blood he had just torn off the opponent.

The way he showed no fear of pain at all showed that he had entered the violent mode.

In the two hundred years she'd spent on the plane of Zendikar with the aid of time magic, she'd apparently gained some barbarian class levels.

"Get away! You lunatic!"

Balagos tried desperately to break free and avoid this lose-lose situation.

Because he knew that the other party was bigger than him, had stronger vitality than him, and had Purgatory bloodline.

If you keep wasting time like this, you will be the one who will die in the end.

It’s a pity that Wilmes’ power was so great that even though he cast so many strengthening magic spells, he was still far inferior in the end.

The dragon wings flapped down several times, and the opponent did not even show the slightest intention of retreating, except for some minor injuries to his nose, mouth and eyes.

On the contrary, every time Wilmes's dragon wings hit Balagos, he felt like he was hit on the head by a hammer.

"Mad? Isn't that the word people use to describe you?

I am paying tribute to you!

Is the great Balagos just a coward who only bullies the weak and fears the strong? Show your cruelty, tyranny, and bloodlust with which you killed other dragons! Don't try to run away like a coward! "

Wilmes suddenly opened his mouth, bit the opponent's neck where it connected to the body, and then shook his head violently like a mad dog.

It was a move she had learned while battling hydras on the plane of Zendikar.

Doing so can rip the wound wide open, causing the target to bleed out quickly and lose consciousness.

Especially when dealing with prey that is much smaller than itself, it can shake the opponent until it is dizzy and loses the ability to resist.

There is no doubt that compared with the current size of Vermes, Balagos is just a tiny guy.

As a result, the latter was unsurprisingly unable to exert any strength due to this crazy shaking, and a large amount of bright red dragon blood gushed out like a spring.

However, this time it did not spray everywhere. Instead, it quickly gathered into a ball under the control of an invisible force and flew to the mountainside not far away.

"Tsk tsk, this is a small bottle of ancient red dragon blood that costs hundreds or even thousands of gold coins. We must not waste it."

As he spoke, Ximanmeng walked out from the shadows and sealed the dragon blood in several transparent glass containers.

After doing all this, he picked up a small bottle, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. A blush appeared on his pale face and his whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"You actually like drinking dragon blood?"

The "Filial Dragon" Kurremos, who maintained his humanoid form, showed an expression of disbelief.

You should know that the blood of red dragons, especially ancient red dragons, often contains unimaginable power of the fire element.

This stuff is not something that vampires can drink casually.

An ordinary vampire would be instantly ignited from the inside out after drinking two drops, turning into a large torch until it was completely burned out and turned into a pile of dust.

“Hehe, don’t be so surprised.

Don't forget that before I became a vampire, I was a great wizard who mastered the nine-ring magic.

Although the blood of the ancient red dragon is dangerous, it contains enormous power.

As long as I use some methods to avoid direct contact with it and slowly digest and absorb it, I can complete my transformation and become a special vampire form that has never been seen before."

Ximanmeng licked his lips with satisfaction.

Obviously, the reason why the two of them appeared here was to witness the battle between Wilmes and Balagas with their own eyes to ensure that the whole process was foolproof.

Especially Kurremos, who was also strengthened by time magic, had already tested the power he currently possessed, so he had no doubt about Wilmes' victory.

In his opinion, the Dragon King Balagos could not be compared with Ivyklathagra "Sharptooth" who died at the hands of Zuo Si.

My future goal should be to be like the "Doomsday Crawler" Dorgothos, the "Dragon of the Gods" Tchassar, or a strong man like the Golden Dragon King who stands at the top of the dragon ecology.

(End of this chapter)