Because when the power gap between the three parties is not very large, no one party can resist the siege of the other two parties at the same time, and will eventually fall into a stalemate.

If you want to break this stalemate, you can only use psychological warfare or introduce a fourth or fifth party to add more variables.

Most importantly, the sudden appearance of Erinikas made Sazastan and Visharoon realize that they were not the only ones who wanted to compete for the opportunity to become gods, but there were many powerful people hiding in the darkness who were waiting for an opportunity.

So they both gave up the opportunity to decide the winner through a spell duel and began to shift more attention to guarding against possible sneak attackers.

After all, the current situation is that Sazastan holds the Eye of the Storm, and Visharoon has the knowledge to use this eye to become a god.

It can be said that both sides have mastered a crucial part of the Conferred God.

This means that both of them are absolute prey in the eyes of potential competitors who currently have nothing.

Compared to how to seize the other half, the most important thing is how to protect the half in your hand.

Since Sazastan and Visharun had been fighting each other for a long time, they knew each other very well and soon exchanged glances silently.

Just a second later, they attacked Erinikas at the same time.

Among them, Sazastan showed off his unique skills, using the sixteenth-ring spell slot to instantly cast the powerful nine-ring necromancy spell [Energy Absorption].

With the help of the two super demons, Erinikas had no time to react at all, and he immediately felt the terrifying energy-absorbing magic effect all over his body.

This energy absorbs not only magical energy, but also life energy. Many liches and high-level necromancy wizards like to use it very much.

Legendary wizards including Sazastan, Visharoon, Shane VII, Larloch, and Ovo are among the best.

They are even willing to use thirteenth-ring or even higher spell slots to give it instant casting and a series of other metamagic effects.

Larloch even used the eighteen-ring spell slot to add spell power on top of the instant and extreme effect.

The reason is very simple! This spell can weaken a creature from all angles, reducing the target by at least two to eight levels.

And because of the instant cast, it is very difficult to defend.

Once you are hit by one, you will immediately lose a series of blessings corresponding to your level, such as vitality, spell slots, immunity, resistance and other special abilities.

Especially for lost spell slots, even if you use divine spells such as restoration and potions to restore them immediately, the lost spell slots cannot be regained before getting enough rest.

Not to mention the spell slots of one to nine rings, the spell slots of ten rings and above that can only be obtained when reaching the legendary level are basically attacked by energy absorption spells combined with super magic skills and spell effects, and at least two of the highest-level spell slots will be lost in every minute.

This is definitely a fatal blow to a legendary wizard.

What's even more terrible is that Velsharoon also used his highest-level spell slot to instantly cast an extremely effective energy absorption spell.

It was obvious that these two people were planning to drain Erinikas's level directly and then capture him alive to obtain intelligence.

One extreme energy absorption reduces eight professional levels, and two reduces the level by sixteen.

Even a powerful spellcaster above level 30 would be easily weakened by this terrible weakening.

But Erinikas is worthy of being a high-level elf wizard, and his understanding of magic has long exceeded the scope of what most wizards can understand.

After identifying the instant spells cast by the two liches, he, who had been on guard against sudden attacks from the other side, almost simultaneously cast an anti-magic force field.

Since this spell will eliminate all magical power within a three-meter radius of the caster, the powerful energy absorption spell was forcibly suppressed by the anti-magic force field just as it took effect.

It has to be said that in this short confrontation of less than one or two seconds, Erinikas successfully used a ten-ring spell slot to replace the opponent's two sixteen-ring spell slots, which can be said to be a huge profit.

Moreover, before the anti-magic force field effect disappears, you basically don't have to worry about any spell attacks from the opponent, making yourself temporarily invincible.

Of course, also because of the effect of the anti-magic field, he could not cast any protective, summoning or even offensive spells.

Upon seeing this scene, Sazastan immediately realized that this was a powerful being with spellcasting abilities comparable to his own, and that he was not an opponent that could be defeated in a short period of time.

So he quickly adjusted his strategy and did not launch any more attacks. Instead, he cautiously asked, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am! What matters is that you must hand over the Eye of the Storm!"

There was a chilling flash of paranoia and madness in Erinikas' eyes.

Obviously, he did not change at all because the legendary lich in front of him was the chief of the red robe wizard's undead faction. He still had the same attitude of "I must get what I want".

Or rather, the pride of an elf in his bones makes him look down upon any human being.

"Humph! You want to become a god too?"

Sazastan was obviously irritated by the other party's arrogance.

But Erinikas seemed not to hear the ironic tone and nodded as if it was a matter of course: "That's right! I have my reasons for becoming a god! Whoever of you is willing to hand over what you have first, I will promise to help him kill the other enemy."

"Hahahaha! Stirring up hatred at a time like this? Do you think the two of us are fools?"

Velsharoon also laughed derisively.

He did not deny his determination to kill Sazastan.

But compared to hatred, deification is obviously more important.

After all, once you become a god, it means that there is an insurmountable gap between you and mortals.

By then, you won't even need to do it yourself. As long as you give believers and mortals who are eager for power a little sweetness, there will naturally be a large number of cannon fodders rushing to work for you.

"It never hurts to try, right?"

Erinikas shrugged disapprovingly, not taking the failure seriously at all.

After all, he had never expected from the beginning that such a cheap provocation would fool two liches with legendary spellcasting levels.

He simply wanted to confirm whether the two people's sudden joint attack on him was a coincidence, or whether they had temporarily put aside their grudges and formed an alliance.

But now it seems that it was neither a coincidence nor a result of putting aside grudges to form an alliance, but rather it was done out of protecting their own interests.

This means that neither Sazastan nor Visharoon will go all out, but will have to keep enough means to guard against each other.

As a result, the situation once again inevitably fell into a stalemate.

A long-term stalemate means unpredictable changes will occur.

Just as the three legendary wizards were holding their breath and thinking about how to resolve this situation that was unfavorable to everyone, a large number of portals suddenly opened out of nowhere.

Soon after, Aznar Sruul appeared on the battlefield with several red-robed chiefs who opposed Sazastan.

Along with them appeared several other chiefs who took orders from Sazastan.

There is no doubt that the appearance of these people makes the situation more bizarre and complicated.

Because there were so many things to be vigilant and cautious of, even the bravest Erinikas had a nervous and solemn expression.

After all, the red-robed wizards of Sel are not a bunch of useless people like the masked wizards of Askatra. Their high quality and strong strength are quite famous throughout the continent of Faerun.

Although it cannot be compared with the high elven wizard on Evermeet Island, it is also a force that cannot be underestimated.

At least Erinikas would never dare to fight against so many red-robed wizards alone.

In particular, the combined casting ability allows low-level mages to gain enough power to threaten or even kill high-level mages in a short period of time.

"Sazastan, I think we should stop here for today, what do you think?" Visharun took the initiative to suggest.

As more and more red-robed wizards appeared, he realized that his original plan of a quick victory had failed.

What will unfold next is a melee among multiple forces fighting for the only chance to become a god.

Rather than staying and exposing yourself to danger, it is better to retreat early and make other plans.

At least we can reduce risks, preserve strength, and wait for the next opportunity.

The two biggest advantages of becoming a lich are that you have endless time to wait, and that you will never lose your calm and rationality due to emotions such as anger and greed.

"You used legendary magic to blow my castle into ruins, and now that the situation is bad you just want to walk away?"

Sazastan stared with two cold eyes at the enemy who had been entangled with him for centuries.

维沙伦咧开嘴笑着反问：“不然呢？难道你还打算留下我？别忘了，我可是还有其他选择的余地。”

说话的功夫，这位强大的传奇巫妖把目光投向阿兹纳尔·斯鲁尔，言下之意不言而喻。

如果萨扎斯坦来硬的，那么他就直接跟这些反对派结盟，然后将整个塞尔撕裂成两半正式开启内战。

要知道现如今的塞尔和红袍法师内部虽然派系林立、矛盾丛生，可表面上仍旧维持着统一的议会制度。

可要是一旦撕破脸开启内战模式，那势必将会生灵涂炭，让原本富庶强盛的国家陷入全面衰退。

很显然，这对于希望在不伤害到根基前提下统一整个塞尔的萨扎斯坦是不可接受的。

所以这位死灵派系首席在沉默了良久之后，终于缓缓从嘴里突出了五个字。

“你可以走了。”

“谢谢！我相信用不了多久，咱们还会再一次见面的。”

说罢，维沙伦便给自己的追随者们释放了一个信号，随后便开始准备施展传送魔法。

可就在吟唱咒语的过程中，刺眼的银色火光突然如同一支支利箭以极快速度飞到近前，在他的脑袋旁边炸裂开。

下一秒……

轰！！！！！！！！！！！ 伴随着震耳欲聋的巨响，来自魔网最深层的银火直接吞噬了这个不死生物，并将他的身体彻底分解成无数肉眼分难以分辨的残渣和碎末。

传奇法师兼差一点就成为巫妖之神的维沙伦，就这样被直接秒杀了，连一丁点反应的时间和机会都没有。

顺着银火箭矢射出的方向，众人清楚的看到了那个身材娇小、留着一头银色蓬松杂乱长发的女性身影。

她就是魔法女神的选民，北地七姐妹中最危险、同时可能也是最强大的风暴女王欣布。

最重要的是，大部分红袍法师都被这个女人打怕了，十分畏惧她的银火和一口气能释放出几个、十几个乃至几十个魔法的专属法术序列器。

如果说现如今在费伦大陆上流传的几种基础法术序列器，原理是把两个乃至三个法术压缩到一起，然后一口气释放出去。

那么欣布的法术序列器就是将之前存储在某个地方的法术，通过引导的方式一股脑砸在某个或者某几个目标身上。

至于防护魔法……

不好意思，在这种混杂了大量不同能量属性魔法的火力优势学面前，绝大部分防护法术都会被瞬间击穿。

有时候序列器中还会穿插着释放高等解除魔法，以确保能够快速完成轰杀。

所以当欣布出现的时候，不少红袍法师都开始下意识的紧张到出汗，还有低级法师更是干脆索性往地上一躺装死。

因为、根据多年交手的经验，风暴女王通常是不屑于对倒在地上失去反抗能力的人下手。

毫无疑问，凭借暴力手段建立的赫赫凶名，现如今的欣布就相当于对红袍法师专用宝具，威慑力直接拉满。

更何况她这一次可不是自己来的，身边还跟着一名三十岁上下、看上去充满成熟魅力的美丽女性。

令人毛骨悚然的魔法火焰环绕在后者身体周围。

或许外界不太清楚这个跟随在风暴女王旁边的陌生人是谁，但红袍法师们却非常清楚。

她就是大名鼎鼎的咒火女王——珊卓·希塞尔，一个在危险程度上完全不逊色于前者的狠人。

据说以前在散提尔堡爆发的一场战斗中，发狂的珊卓·希塞尔凭借一己之力击败了曼松和傅佐尔·钱伯瑞，还顺手干掉了他们大批的手下。

就连曼松的法师塔都被猛烈咒火所释放出来的力量吹下山崖。

由于咒火这种力量拥有吸魔、增能、医疗等等一些特性，所以它对施法者拥有很强的克制性，属于典型的“初见杀”。

其中吸魔可以从对方施展的法术中抽取能量，而医疗则能利用吸收的能量来治疗自身受到的伤势。

这也就意味着除非能一回合把咒火使用者打死，不然他就能无限制的吸收能量让自己恢复如初，活生生耗光一名施法者所有的法术位、卷轴和魔法物品。

如果交战的时候不了解咒火使者的力量，那么大概率会被按在地上爆锤。

但问题是，咒火这种极为特殊的力量非常罕见，也没办法通过学习来掌握，而是需要通过血脉传承的方式延续给下一代。

所以超过九成以上的施法者连咒火是什么可能都不太清楚，更不用提了解其原理和本质了。

所以在一定程度上，珊卓·希塞尔对红袍法师们的威胁程度远比欣布高得多。

注视着这两位站在凡人力量顶点的女性强者，萨扎斯坦的心顿时沉了下去，眯起眼睛质问：“你们来到塞尔究竟想要干什么？”

“怎么，你难道害怕了吗？萨扎斯坦！”风暴女王微微翘起嘴角反问道。

能看得出，干掉维沙伦让她的心情变得相当不错，脸上甚至有了一丝淡淡的笑意。

作为一个跟别人打赌看谁能先杀一百个巫妖，最终还赢得了胜利的疯子，欣布动起手来可不会像伊尔明斯特、凯尔本那样去精密的算计、预判，而是突出一个“莽”字。

正所谓傻逼克高手。

很多手下败将就是不适应这种无脑的海量法术轰炸，最终惨败在她的手下。

看看已经变成骨头渣滓的维沙伦就知道，成为欣布的敌人有多么可怕。

往往一个不小心就会被铺天盖地的法术所吞没。

就连对自己信心十足的艾瑞尼卡斯，此刻都下意识后退了两步，想要离这两个散发着危险气息的女人远一点。

“害怕？怎么可能！这里可是塞尔！是我们红袍的地盘！”

说着，萨扎斯坦瞥了另外几个与自己为敌的首席一眼，似乎在暗示着什么。

阿兹纳尔·斯鲁尔显然听出了其中的画外音，立刻站出来装模作样的附和道：“没错！这里是塞尔！ 阿戈拉隆的女王，我奉劝你最好马上离开，否则别怪我们事后采取报复行动。

或许我们没办法拿你怎么样，但阿戈拉隆的平民却要为你的行为付出代价。”

听到这番威胁意味十足的话，欣布脸色瞬间变得凶狠异常：“你刚才说什么？敢把话再重复一遍吗？”

瞬间！

阿兹纳尔·斯鲁尔感觉到自己被风暴女王和咒火女王同时锁定了，额头上瞬间浮现出密密麻麻的汗珠，好几次张开嘴想要放点狠话来挽回面子，但到最后关头还是放弃了。

因为亲眼目睹了维沙伦被秒杀的过程，他可不敢保证自己是否真能扛得住。

更何况眼下的局势如此复杂且微妙，天知道萨扎斯坦究竟会怎么做。

别到时候又被对方算计和利用，那可就丢人丢大发了。

眼见阿兹纳尔·斯鲁尔在欣布的恐吓下选择了从心，萨扎斯坦顿时透露出强烈的鄙夷。

就这胸襟、气度和胆量还想取代自己成为塞尔的统治者？ 开什么玩笑！ 只有强者才配领导红袍法师组织实现那巨大的野心！ 想到这，萨扎斯坦果断站了出来，缓缓抬起手向在场每一个人展示着手中那颗封印着风暴之眼的水晶球，意味深长的说道：“我知道，你们都是冲这颗风暴之神塔洛斯的眼睛来的。

但我可以明确告诉你们，不管是谁也别想从我手里把它抢走。

尤其是你，风暴女王欣布。

要是你敢在这里撒野，那么我明天就会在阿戈拉隆的上空释放它。

届时你所珍视的国家将被恐怖的风暴所吞噬，数以百万计的平民会在几天之内全部死光。”

说到这，巫妖稍微停顿了一下，转过身注视着艾瑞尼卡斯：“至于你，不知名的法师，我也会用它来摧毁你。

相信我，在塔洛斯毁灭性的神力面前，你那点可怜的魔法力量根本产生不了任何作用。

所以真诚的建议你们最好立刻离开塞尔，彻底从我的眼前消失。”

“哦？你真的舍得吗？”

欣布显然一眼就看穿了萨扎斯坦的虚张声势，猛然间释放出体内的银火，整个人散发着凌然不可侵犯的威严。

“试试不就知道了吗？”

珊卓·希塞尔也跟着将自身咒火的力量提升到极致。

所有人都能清楚的看到，一个王冠形状的火焰缓缓在她的头顶升起。

毫无疑问，这就是咒火使者最强大的力量——王者之火。

当该法术生效之后，它会吸收所有魔法攻击。

是的，你没听错，就是所有魔法攻击。

包括一到九环乃至九环以上。

This is why the Cursed Fire Bringer is said to be the nemesis of all spellcasters.

If the weapon's enchantment level is not high enough or its hardness is not strong enough, it will melt into a pool of molten iron the moment it touches the crown of fire, and may even cause serious burns to the weapon holder.

"Do you really have to force me like this? Don't you know that Soth is behind all this?"

Sazastan's tone was filled with anger.

"So what? The eye of the storm is in your hands now, not in Soth's. You should blame yourself for being too greedy and being attracted by the bait he threw."

As a typical chaotic neutral camp, Xinbu is obviously not a reasonable person.

In her opinion, although it was wrong for Zuo Si to use the Eye of God to trade with the Red Robe Wizard, he was still one of hers after all.

Even if they fall out with Elminster and start a confrontation, it is not the place for outsiders to point fingers.

"So you came here today just to fight to the death with me?"

Sazastan was obviously going mad, with a terrifying red light flashing in his pupils.

First, Zuo Si cheated him out of the complete set of magic tattoo making technology of the Red Robe Wizard; then he was used as a tool; finally, after paying a huge price to get the Eye of the Storm, he found himself falling into an extremely huge pit.

He didn't even have time to study the power contained in the Eye of God, and his nest was reduced to ruins by a legendary spell.

Powerful enemies come one after another.

If Sazastan had not been sure of victory, he would have exploded long ago.

"Hahahaha! Do you think you still have a chance of losing everything?"

Xinbu raised his chin slightly and laughed wildly.

Just as she was about to call on Sandra Hisel to join in the fight, Erinikas suddenly said, "Sir Sazastan, I think we can conclude an alliance now. What do you think?"

"Hmm? You mean..."

The lich suddenly turned his head and stared at the mage with exaggerated muscles who had just attacked him as soon as he appeared.

“That’s what it means literally.

I am not a greedy person.

As long as you agree to give me half of the power in that eye, I will become your most loyal and reliable ally.

After all, the Eye of the Storm can turn a mortal into a demigod, which means that even if its power is divided into two halves, we can still complete the transformation from mortal to god.

Also, I have some research on God, divine power, and divinity.

It can bypass Velsharoon and complete the process of deification on its own.

I believe you will be interested.

After we are deified, we can continue to maintain this alliance and work together, just like the three gods of death did back then."

Erinikas extended an olive branch at a critical moment.

He obviously didn't want Simbu and Sandra Hisel to take the Eye of the Storm away from Sazastan, so after thinking for a moment he decided to help the latter.

"What?!"

Sazastan was shocked at first, and could hardly believe that this legendary wizard, whom he had never heard of before, actually possessed such amazing knowledge.

But he soon realized that this proposal was quite good. At least he didn't have to spend time getting the knowledge necessary for deification from Velsharoon. He responded without hesitation: "Deal! But I need to confirm the authenticity of that knowledge first!"

"No problem! But before that, let's join forces to deal with these two menacing women."

As he spoke, Erinikas quickly displayed the divine power he had taken from the Son of Baal.

In the blink of an eye, the bloodthirsty divinity transformed it into a killer, and it pounced directly on the Cursed Fire Queen Sandra Hisel.

Since it was also blessed with an anti-magic force field, the latter's cursed fire could not cause any harm to it at all. It could only rely on a power called "ascension" to fly briefly and create distance.

As for Sazastan, he activated a wishing scroll and directly restored his previously consumed spell slots by making a wish, and used his best skills to fight against the Storm Queen Xinbu.

Instantly, the entire sky above the castle ruins was filled with dazzling arcane light and instant magic.

Although in the battle with Sazastan, Xinbu always held the upper hand.

But on the other side, Sandra Hisel was suppressed by Erinikas and was in a miserable and dangerous situation. She was almost torn to pieces by the killer's sharp teeth and claws several times.

After all, the most powerful aspect of the Cursefire Messenger is that he can absorb the opponent's spell power and then transform it into his own Cursefire energy to heal injuries, or even attack the opponent in return.

But now, Erinikas gave up casting spells and instead cast an anti-magic force field on himself, using the power of the Son of Bhaal to transform himself into a killer and engage in hand-to-hand combat, thus completely eliminating Sandra Hisel's biggest advantage.

This is also why he dared to come to Cell alone to seize the Eye of the Storm from the hands of many powerful people.

"Xinbu! Help me! I can't hold on any longer!"

After suffering continuous fierce attacks and suffering several wounds deep enough to reveal the bone, Sandra Hisel finally couldn't help but ask for help from her allies.

“Damn it!”

The Storm Queen couldn't help but curse under her breath, and she left Sazastan and teleported a short distance to her ally. She raised her hand and released a force field wall, which immediately blocked the killer who was rushing towards her.

There is no doubt that Wall of Force is one of the very few magics that will not be affected by the anti-magic field and can continue to be effective.

In addition, the Rainbow series of spells, artifacts, and divine powers are also unaffected.

The silver fire bestowed upon the chosen people by the Goddess of Magic is naturally included in this.

This is why when Elminster was young, he was often able to defeat spellcasters who were more powerful than himself in spell duels.

He only needs to get close to his opponent, then release an anti-magic force field, and then use his swordsmanship and the power of silver fire to defeat his opponent within a few rounds.

Just when Xinbu was about to use silver fire to severely injure Erinikas who had transformed into a killer, he suddenly heard Sazastan in the distance chanting long passages of spells, as if he was preparing a legendary spell of incredible power.

But it was too late for her to counterattack, and she could only pull Sandra Hisel back quickly.

After leaving the influence of the anti-magic field, he instantly activated the teleportation spell and disappeared from the spot.

After just a few minutes of fierce confrontation, everything finally returned to calm.

Sazastan even interrupted his concentration on casting the spell and quickly stood with the red-robed chiefs who obeyed his orders.

After estimating the power gap between the two sides, Aznar Sruul decisively led his men to choose a strategic retreat.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the power of the combination of Erinikas' anti-magic field and the transformed killer, and for the time being he could not find any way to break it.

Thus, a great war ended in a whimper.

But Sazastan is undoubtedly very clear that he is now completely exposed to the sun and may face new challenges at any time.

So he quickly negotiated with the transformed Erinikas, and finally reached a condition that both sides could barely accept, and they temporarily became allies in name only.

They all knew very well that once the other party found an opportunity, they would definitely try every means to seize the Eye of the Storm and take all the power sealed inside.

…

At the same time, far away on the streets of Baldur's Gate, Aberdare and his group were fleeing frantically, avoiding pursuit from the Flaming Fist mercenaries.

Because they had just entered the city and wanted to expose Sarevok's crimes, they were framed by an officer controlled by a shapeshifter.

Before Jasira could even explain himself, all kinds of blame were put on him.

In less than a day, this team was labeled with a series of titles, including the murderer who poisoned and killed Duke Iltan, the real culprit behind the massacre of Duke Silver Shield's family, the sinister villain who attacked Duke Bert, and the assassin bribed by the Zhentarim.

In order to squeeze out the most usefulness from his brother, Sarevok dumped all the things he had done on Aberdare.

Having successfully obtained the position of Duke, he no longer intends to continue playing this game of house, but is eager to launch a war and massacre as planned.

The desperate team had no choice but to follow the advice of Thrall and Montaro and came to the Zhentarim stronghold in Baldur's Gate.

Ximamon, who had already arranged everything, was now sitting in the secret room, looking with interest at the tall son of Baal, as well as the harpists Jasira and Khalid beside him.

After a full minute, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and said with a half-smile: "I already know about your situation and request. But everything has a price. I think you won't object to this, right?"

"Of course! As long as you can help kill Sarevok who framed us! I am willing to pay any price! Do anything for you!"

Aberdare, who had long been blinded by hatred, made the promise without hesitation, without paying any attention to Jasira's desperate winks.

He was not a kind person to begin with, but a mercenary who was greedy, lustful, and impulsive.

As long as the employer pays him enough, he doesn't care who he kills.

"Haha, very good, I like your decisiveness and straightforwardness.

However, since Baldur's Gate is now completely controlled by Sarevok, it is impossible to clear your name here.

Now, I can only offer one other option.

Join the forces of Zhentil Keep and slay Sarevok in the coming decisive battle.

I wonder what you think? "

Xi Manmeng calmly put forward the conditions he had prepared.

He had already received instructions from Zuo Si to lead Aberdare's party to the battlefield near the Troll's Claw, so that the two sons of Bhaal could meet and meet their fate.

However, what Ximanmeng couldn't understand was why Zuo Si thought that this guy in front of him, who looked stupid and easily manipulated, would be a match for the ambitious and powerful Sharevok.

"I have no objection. But now the entire Baldur's Gate is chasing us. Do you have any way to let us escape?" Aberdair asked gritting his teeth.

"Of course! In fact, we have already dug several secret passages under Baldur's Gate that lead directly to the outside of the city. But the problem is that this service is not free."

While saying this, Ximanmeng deliberately pretended to be greedy, took out a gold coin, flicked it high with his thumb, and then grabbed it with his palm.

"How much?"

Imoen probed cautiously.

After this period of adventure, she has realized how dangerous the outside world is.

Especially in a situation like this where the other party is forced into a desperate situation, they will definitely ask for an exorbitant amount of money.

"Hey! Fifteen thousand gold coins!"

Ximanmeng smiled and quoted a price that made everyone stunned.

"Asshole! You are taking advantage of someone's misfortune to rob him!"

Aberdare flew into a rage and smashed the hardwood table with his fist, creating a crack on it.

Obviously, as his divine power and divinity continued to increase, he had begun to gradually move away from the realm of mortals and display some qualities of divine creatures, such as his ever-increasing strength and physical attributes.

But Ximanmeng was not panicked at all, instead she kept smiling and explained: “Don’t say that.

robbery?

I have never been willing to do such low-skilled work.

What's more, don't you think this makes money much faster than robbery?

Mark my words, young man.

In this world, if you want to make big money, you have to be able to provide a service that others can't refuse.

This way, you can quote whatever price you want.

Because the other party has no choice at all.

Of course, if you think it's too expensive, you can turn around and leave, fighting your way through hundreds of Flame Fist mercenaries.

If this works, I guarantee you'll be famous all over the West Coast."

Seeing the vampire wizard's fearless look, Aberdair felt like he was about to explode with anger. He turned around and wanted to leave to fight the Flame Fist mercenaries on the street outside.

But Jasira took a deep breath and stopped him, whispering: “Don’t be stupid!

Although you are a powerful warrior, it is absolutely impossible for you to fight your way out among hundreds of Flame Fist mercenaries.

Not to mention, don't forget Sarevok and his men.

If we reveal our location, it would be basically the same as committing suicide.

Do you wish to kill everyone on the team?"

"But I can't swallow this!"

Aberdare raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes filled with madness and murderous intent.

"Then save your anger for Sarevok! Crush his plots and ambitions on the battlefield!"

Jasira tried to divert the wrath of the Son of Bhaal and calm the boiling power and divinity.

She knew very well that the power of the God of Murder in Aberdare was growing stronger as the killings continued.

This was completely opposite to what Gorion had originally wanted to achieve.

But the problem is that Jasira is just a druid and has very limited knowledge of divine power and divinity. He has no idea how to solve the problem and can only try to delay and divert the situation so that it does not completely get out of control.

"Huh - okay! I'll listen to you!"

After taking several deep breaths, Aberdare finally suppressed his bloodthirsty impulse. He suppressed his reluctance and anger, took out some gold coins and bills, and paid a full 15,000 gold coins in "tunnel usage fees."

Soon, he and several other people entered the narrow passage that was less than two meters high and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

After the team members had completely walked away, Ximanmeng immediately took out his Shuoyou mobile terminal and dialed the first contact at the front.

After about three to five seconds, Zuo Si's image and voice were transmitted through the machine.

"You contacted me at this time. Do you have something important to report?"

Ximanmeng nodded quickly: “Yes, sir.

According to the script and requirements you provided, I have led Aberdare and his party to the designated battlefield.

Sarevok also became the Duke of Baldur's Gate and was about to lead his army into battle.

This wonderful drama is about to begin.”

"Is it finally about to begin? If so, let's add fuel to the fire.

After Fuzzol Chamberlain had cleared the surrounding towns, he immediately marched westward, as if he was going to attack Baldur's Gate.

Also, keep an eye on the shapeshifters and other forces in Baldur's Gate.

After this good show is over, I will clean up the place and clear away all the dirty things that cannot be seen in the light."

Zuo Si gave instructions quickly with a playful expression on his face.

"As you wish!"

Ximanmeng bent down and bowed gracefully.

It was not difficult to tell from the joy revealed in his eyes that he very much enjoyed working under Zuo Si.

Because the latter can always provide almost unlimited resources and power for their own deployment.

This is completely different from the Zhentarim under Manshoon's leadership.

Especially top fighters like Wilmes and Kurremos can give Simamon enough spare capacity to deal with various variables when executing many plans.

Moreover, Zuo Si was very determined to delegate power. Basically, after giving orders, he would allow his subordinates to exercise their subjective initiative and would never interfere or micro-manage without reason.

Ximanmeng was deeply fascinated by the feeling of being able to freely display his talents.

What's more, there is a smart mobile terminal in your hand that you can never get tired of playing with.

Even when he was resting in the coffin, he had to hold this thing to feel at ease...

(End of this chapter)