"Klaus! Are you ready to pay the price for being stained with the blood of the Harpers?"
A human warrior roared and rushed forward first. He jumped up with a double-edged ax as white as ice and snow, trying to use the acceleration of gravity to make his chop more destructive, and it would be best if he could chop off the huge dragon head in one fell swoop.
Obviously, the magic weapon used by this guy has additional cold damage, which is the best choice to deal with the red dragon's "weak cold" characteristic.
Or in other words, the equipment and weapons of each member of the entire expeditionary team formed by the Harpists' top leaders are basically the same.
The attributes of weapons are either to provide extra damage to dragons or evil camp targets, or to produce a cold effect. Most armor also has a certain degree of fire resistance to weaken the power of the flaming breath.
It's a pity that Klaus is not a pushover either.
Although it suffered some damage after falling from a high altitude and hitting the ground, especially the cursed arrow aimed at dragon creatures that shot into its abdomen, the ancient red dragon felt unprecedented weakness.
But "Scar Man" is still the "Roaring Dragon" who dares to fight to the death with the enemy in any battle and even die together with the enemy.
Klaus suddenly spread his wings and used dragon wing slap to attack the human warrior who was jumping and slashing.
The next second...
Bang! Snap!
The double-edged axe, emitting a chill, deeply embedded itself into the wings of the ancient red dragon, and the hot and dazzling dragon blood immediately splattered everywhere.
But the human warrior was also hit violently by the flapping dragon wings. A large piece of the sturdy mithril breastplate was instantly dented. At the same time, the ribs and chest were also severely damaged by this blow. The whole person was like a kite with a broken string, and blood spurted out of his mouth and nose while flying straight backwards.
If you think that's the end of it, you are wrong.
Klaus has far more combat experience than other red dragons.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the opponent had no room to dodge or parry in mid-air, he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a deadly breath of flames.
Boom!!!! Everyone around felt a suffocating flame and heat wave instantly enveloping the poor human warrior.
When the latter flew back out of the range of the dragon's breath, his body had been roasted to a half-burnt state.
If it weren't for the legendary warrior's powerful vitality and the fact that his helmet had a certain degree of fire resistance, he would have most likely been destroyed by the dragon's breath.
"Grace!"
Seeing that his companion was in critical condition, the priest in the team immediately rushed over and wanted to treat him.
Unfortunately, Klaus had no intention of showing mercy to his enemies.
He first quickly waved his claws to force back several high-ranking Harpists who came forward to interfere, and then used the staff held tightly in the middle of his wings like a bat's claws to finish off the enemy.
A terrifying green light flashed, and the seriously injured and unconscious human warrior was immediately disintegrated into a pool of worthless powder by the power of magic.
Sixth-ring transformation spell [Disintegration]! Obviously, creatures killed by this spell cannot be revived, let alone treated, and even resurrection can only be done with the highest level of divine arts.
Less than a minute after the battle began, "Scar Guy" took the lead in taking first blood with his unparalleled combat experience and the overwhelming power advantage of the Ancient Red Dragon.
Due to long-term training, he can not only skillfully use various magical equipment and weapons, but also use the small claws on his wings to activate the spells stored in wands, staffs, and scepters.
Therefore, Klaus actually has four hands, unlike ordinary dragons which only have two front paws for attacking or casting spells.
He could easily use the wand and staff held in the small claws on the dragon's wings to cast spells while launching claw attacks.
Coupled with the red dragon's signature moves such as flaming breath, dragon wing flapping, and tail sweep, high-level or even legendary warriors who lack sufficient corresponding protection can often be killed instantly in one round.
When Zuo Si was practicing using the dragon wings' claws to activate magic wands and staffs in dragon form, he got the inspiration from "Scar Man".
Later, he taught this technique to his subordinates such as the Flame Dragon Knight Davian and Kurremos.
Unfortunately, the Harpers' top brass apparently didn't understand this, or perhaps there were so few people who fought Klaus and survived that the intelligence related to him was very limited.
"No!!!!!!!"
Seeing his teammate die in his arms, the priest's eyes suddenly flashed with extreme sadness, anger and hatred.
Several other Harpists who were about to rush forward to launch a siege also stopped, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
They obviously didn't expect that there would be casualties on their side just as the battle started, and you are the most resilient and tenacious fighter.
"You despicable little bugs! Do you think you can challenge the great Roaring Dragon Klaus? I will kill all of you annoying Harpers without leaving a single one alive! Come, feel the scorching flames of doom! The entire North will begin to burn because of my wrath!"
Along with the majestic declaration of the ancient red dragon, the chanting of dragon magic began to echo in the ears.
By the time the Harpists' top brass reacted, it was already too late.
Although the elven magic archer standing on the roof in the distance shot several enchanted arrows in succession, he was unable to interrupt Scar Man's concentration in casting the spell.
After all, the dragon's physical attributes are already terrifyingly high, and its vitality is many times greater than that of humanoid creatures.
Unless you hit sensitive parts such as the eyes, heart, or nose directly, it is almost impossible to interrupt their concentration in casting spells.
The moment Klaus's spell was ready, the sky above his head instantly turned a creepy blood-red.
A wizard seemed to recognize this incredibly powerful Shaping Magic. His face suddenly changed and he shouted to the people around him, "It's a firestorm! Run!"
But it was too late! Scarlet directly activated the [Spider Web Technique], [Greasy Technique] and [Black Tentacles of Aifa] in the magic storage ring on the dragon horn.
Almost one-third of the Harpers' high-ranking officers were trapped on the spot, and only those who wore the Ring of Free Movement or cast the Free Movement spell managed to escape.
As soon as they left the influence of the fire storm, a rain of fire fell from the sky, directly covering a large area around them.
Even though the Harper leaders carried a lot of equipment that increased their resistance to magic and fire, they still screamed in agony from the burns.
Not to mention launching a counterattack, even struggling to stand up was a problem.
After all, although the burning flames destroyed the effect of the spider web technique, the non-burning oil was still spread on the ground. It was difficult to maintain balance even if there was no attack, not to mention the severe pain caused by the burning flames.
"Die! You lowly little bug! Your howlings of death are the most beautiful music in the world to me!"
Klaus unceremoniously took advantage of the fact that his red dragon was completely immune to all fire attacks and rushed straight into the rain of fire to massacre those high-ranking Harpers who had lost their ability to resist.
In the blink of an eye, three more fell in a pool of blood, their torsos, limbs and heads completely separated, not even a complete body part could be preserved.
"Scar Man" proved with practical actions that even after so many years of silence, he is still the most powerful and destructive red dragon king in the north.
After a few minutes of fighting with the ancient red dragon, one third of the twelve elite harpers had died.
The remaining eight finally realized why all the teams they had sent out before were killed without exception.
Klaus is completely different from the evil forces they have dealt with before. He is a creature who truly stands at the top of the world's power pyramid.
In particular, the ancient dragon's innate amazing magic resistance caused a lot of headaches for the two great wizards in the team.
Several times they successfully cast spells, but they were either directly resisted or exempted, or caused minor harm due to magic resistance. Spells below the third level were simply ineffective.
On the contrary, every spell cast by Klaus could cause huge threat and damage to his own side.
If it had been any other time, after realizing that the enemy was much stronger than expected and that their side had suffered heavy casualties and their chances of winning were very low, given the Harpists' usual style, they would have given the order to retreat and gone back to make new plans.
Unlike those stubborn people who believe in Tyr, the god of justice, Torm, the god of loyalty and courage, and Lathander, the lord of the dawn, they never advocate a head-on confrontation with an enemy that is too powerful, and would rather die on the road to charge.
Just the opposite!
The Harpers' purpose is to achieve the greatest results at the lowest cost.
To this end, eavesdropping, theft, deception, assassination, ambush, or using criminal means not permitted by law to spread false information, use uninformed third parties to achieve goals, etc., all are permitted.
This is also the reason why they are always criticized even though they do mostly good things.
There is no other reason. It's just that the methods used by the Harpers in the course of carrying out their missions are too dirty, so dirty that anyone with a little sense of morality would think that they are a group of potential thugs and dangerous elements.
Social groups that value order and law feel that their existence itself is even more destructive than the damage caused by many evil forces.
The more widely this idea of using any means to achieve one's goals spreads and the more people are willing to believe it, the more the world will slide into the abyss of chaos and disorder.
Unfortunately, the Harpers' top brass had a preconceived notion that Klaus attacked Mirabar because he was looking for them, so they could not simply choose to retreat as usual.
If that happens, this important mining town in the north will be burned to ashes and turned into ruins by the wrath of the ancient red dragon.
What's even worse is that if word of this matter gets out, the reputation of the Harpists, which has already been getting worse and worse in the North, will plummet to the bottom and become as stinking as a cesspool.
Not only will the destruction of Mirabar be blamed on the Harpers, but violence will also be intensified against the Harpers' traditional allies in the wilderness: the druids, rangers, and elven villages.
If not handled properly, it may develop into an all-round suppression and liquidation of the entire organization.
Therefore, these senior officials cannot leave at all. At least before Klaus himself leaves, he must let the residents of Mirabar see their heroic fight against the powerful evil forces and their determination not to retreat.
Just like that, the eight people who were forced into a dead end no longer had any reservations. They all revealed their cards and began to consume all kinds of expensive potions, scrolls, and magic items regardless of the cost.
For a while, he actually fought back and forth with "Scar Guy".
The high-level arcane and divine arts released by both sides continued to flash above the residential area that had been reduced to ruins, and the sounds of flames and explosions were endless.
A high-level druid even summoned a sky full of dark clouds. Lightning bolts as thick as a person were crackling and dancing wildly in the battle area. Elemental elders as tall as four or five meters were also summoned one after another.
But in front of the powerful Klaus, all these can only delay a little time at best.
Often, he can clear the field with just a breath of fire, no matter if you are an earth element, wind element, or water element.
As for the fire element...
No spellcaster with any sense would choose to summon them in combat with a red dragon.
The reason is simple.
Although the fire element is completely immune to the red dragon's breath, the problem is that its attacks cannot cause any damage to the red dragon either.
So the red dragon can completely ignore what the fire element should do.
Just as the harpists were fighting desperately with Klaus, on the roof of a three-story building more than 200 meters away.
Hared III, who planned all this personally, and Ximamon, the controller of the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network, were standing shoulder to shoulder and watching this show with great interest.
After several minutes, the former commented meaningfully: "It was a wonderful fight to the death, what do you think?"
“Hehe, I totally agree.
There is nothing more beautiful than seeing these harpists who claim to be noble, always like to stand on the moral high ground to accuse others and medle in other people's affairs, gradually step into despair and death.
And before they die, they will help us weaken Klaus, this powerful enemy.
Once Kurremos makes a move, this last hidden danger can be completely resolved, and control over the northern wilderness world can be completed.
By then, no matter whether it is those self-righteous druids, or the monsters and barbarian tribes scattered among the mountains, forests and wilderness, they will inevitably become pawns in our hands.
From Icewind Dale to the mountains of the Spine of the World, to the Everwild and the High Forest, a mighty wave will rise at our command."
While saying this, Ximanmeng subconsciously pulled the black cloak on his body to block the sunlight shining down on his head as much as possible.
As a vampire lord, he would not be burned to death in the sunlight like ordinary vampires, but he did not like the feeling of being burned by positive energy.
If he hadn't rushed over to watch this show, he would have preferred to stay in his dark castle in the Sunset Mountains and come out after dark.
"What is Kuerremos busy with? According to the plan, he should have arrived at the scene to clean up the mess."
Hared III frowned and asked back.
Xi Manmeng's mouth curled up slightly, and he shrugged his shoulders with a helpless look: "There's nothing we can do, changes are always faster than planned.
There was a small problem, so Kurremos had to rush over to deal with it.
Besides, haven't you discovered it yet?
The Harper leaders had sent out a signal for help shortly after the battle began.
But why haven't Elminster and Storm Silverhand, the two chosen ones, come to support?"
moment!
Hared III seemed to understand something, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Ah! I understand.
It turned out that Kurremos had held back the two most troublesome guys to ensure that our plan could be implemented smoothly.
But I am a little curious, how did he hold back Elminster and Storm Silverhand? You know, these two chosen ones of the goddess of magic are not easy to deal with. "
"I'm sorry, I'm not sure about this. But what is certain is that your master gave him great support and help."
After saying that, Ximanmon no longer paid attention to the ally beside him, and began to concentrate on appreciating the high-level fierce battle between the two sides, and from time to time cast a prophecy magic to detect Klaus's vitality.
Behind him, six elite teams were fully armed and ready for battle, among which there were twelve light mages.
With just one order, these people will be able to perform an incredibly powerful magic ritual with Ximanmon as the core to deliver the final devastating blow to the enemy.
Similarly, Hared III also bribed four elite teams of adventurers who tended to be lawful evil and lawful neutral, so that they could hunt down the defeated Harper leaders at any time.
With the secret support of the wealthy Zuo Si, both of them had ample funds to cultivate their own direct forces.
What you see before you are the results of recent development and growth.
"Owner..."
There was a strange flash in Harry III's eyes, but he quickly shut up and stopped asking questions, instead concentrating on watching the development of the battlefield situation.
Because with the consumption of magic items, scrolls and potions, the Harpists have shown a very obvious decline.
Among the only two great wizards in the team, one was swallowed by "Scar Man" in one gulp. It is estimated that he has been almost digested by the dragon's terrible stomach acid.
The other one was so frightened that he used short-distance teleportation magic to escape two or three hundred meters away, with an expression of lingering fear on his face.
After all, reality is not a game. The boss will not ignore the squishy heroes in the back row and focus on the MT who has high defense and thick blood and is responsible for resisting monsters.
How could an ancient red dragon like Klaus, who had established his reputation after experiencing countless bloody battles, not know that the threat posed by a wizard was far greater than that posed by a warrior?
Therefore, whenever a warrior rushed forward, he would often just flap his dragon wings and knock them away, and then he would chase after the mage, priest and druid to kill them.
The first high-level spellcaster to die was an archdruid who transformed into a super-large earth elemental to provide cover for his teammates. He was burned to death on the spot by his fiery breath, and he didn't even have a chance to change back to human form to heal himself.
The second person to die was the priest who had used up his life-saving skill [Sanctuary]. His entire body was bitten in two from the waist with a snap. His upper body was swallowed by the ancient red dragon, and his lower body remained on the edge of the battlefield, looking extremely miserable and bloody.
As for the third one, it was naturally the great wizard who was swallowed whole just a few seconds ago.
After dealing with the most threatening spellcaster in one go, Klaus turned to deal with the remaining warriors, magic archers and bards.
"Damn it! It looks like our failure is inevitable! What should we do now?"
The Elf Magic Archer relied on the acceleration spell to dodge the dragon's tail that swept across when it turned around, and asked loudly to his companions around him.
Even though he had shot nearly forty enchanted arrows, his arms were now so tired that he could hardly pull the bowstring. He could almost be said to be the MVP with the highest output in the team.
But Klaus simply used the unknown magical item on his body to release a powerful healing spell, which immediately made all the damage that had been accumulated with great difficulty go to waste.
As long as the opponent cannot be seriously injured or killed in an instant, he can use healing spells and potions to recover.
Moreover, the further you advance in the game, the fewer spell slots, scrolls, and various consumables you have, and this advantage becomes more and more obvious, so obvious that it makes you feel desperate.
"Don't ask me! I sent out a signal for help shortly after the war began, but Elminster and Storm Silverhand haven't come yet. They must have encountered some trouble."
The bard drank the last bottle of healing potion, his tone filled with undisguised nervousness and anxiety.
Obviously, today's encounter is completely different from their plan to sneak into the "Scar Man's" lair, lock the target and prepare all protective spells in advance, and then launch a surprise attack to kill him.
Because if it is the latter situation, the Harpers' top leaders are prepared to fight the unprepared and firmly hold the initiative tactically.
At the same time, in a cave environment, there is no need to worry about the dragon's most troublesome flying ability, so the chances of winning will naturally be greatly improved.
But what about now?
First, their hiding place was suddenly ignited by the dragon's breath that fell from the sky, and they had to rush out all at once, with no time to cast spells before the battle.
Later, the magic archer successfully shot Klaus down. In order to prevent the dragon from taking off again, everyone had to go ahead. As a result, there were heavy casualties in just two or three rounds.
The spellcaster was chased and beaten by "Scar Guy" the whole time. He was so busy escaping and casting protective spells on himself that he had no time to buff other people.
In fact, the reason why this group of Harpist elites have been able to hold on until now is that they are waiting for Elminster, the Great Sage of Shadow Valley and the First Chosen of the Goddess of Magic, to come to the rescue immediately after receiving the distress signal.
But what no one expected was that after they had held on for so long, Elminster was nowhere to be seen, and even Storm Silverhand was missing.
While the poet and the magic archer were talking, Klaus suddenly seized an opportunity, swung his claws and swept the warrior holding the shield in the front away. Then, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent lost his balance under the huge impact, he pounced on him and lifted up the tower shield with strong fire resistance, and opened his mouth to reveal a hideous smile.
The warrior only saw a faint fire suddenly emerge from the dragon's throat, and then his eyes were covered by a dazzling white.
And this ball of white light was the last scene he saw before he died.
As for the others, what they saw was the soldier being burned to death after losing his fire shield.
"Retreat! Retreat immediately! Otherwise we will all die!"
The only surviving wizard's psychological defenses had obviously collapsed completely. His eyes revealed fear and terror, and he was ready to teleport away without even thinking.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that he had been targeted for a long time.
At the moment the teleportation magic took effect, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him out of nowhere.
Before he could react to what was happening, two sharp fangs bit the aorta in his neck.
Gulp!
Gulp!
Gulp!
Along with the sound of swallowing blood, the wizard's body began to twitch uncontrollably, and then the color of his skin began to become paler and paler, and finally turned into a corpse without any signs of life.
"It tastes really good. Now, I have another powerful descendant..."
Along with a low and hoarse voice, the black shadow finally walked out and revealed his true face. It was Ximanmon himself who voluntarily transformed into a vampire.
For him, a great wizard like this who masters the nine-ring magic is simply the best prey in the world.
Not only can they gain extra strength by sucking the opponent's blood, but they can also resurrect the corpse as a new vampire or derivative within one to four days, and retain all the spellcasting levels of the deceased during his lifetime.
On the other hand, Ximanmon's men and Hared III also began to hunt down the other high-ranking Harpers.
No mercy!
No mercy!
There is no forgiveness! There is only the greatest respect for the enemy, that is, to kill them all without leaving a single one alive.
Hared III even prepared an evil magic ritual in advance, intending to transform all of these high-ranking Harpers into undead under his control, ordering them to raise their knives against their former companions, constantly degenerating in pain and despair, and eventually turning into the form they hated and loathed the most.
"Elminster! What the hell are you doing?"
The poet shouted out soul-searching questions the moment he was captured.
But what she didn't know was that the situation of Elminster and Storm Silverhand was not optimistic at the moment.
The two of them rode all the way south across the Desharin River. They had just approached the edge of the High Forest and were planning to ask the local druids for information when they were attacked in a long-planned attack.
The ones who launched the attack were none other than Kurremos, Agatha, Varis, the silver dragon that had just been forcibly transformed into a dracolich, and a group of Dragon Cult members who were used as cannon fodder.
Because the battle started with a surprise attack, the insidious and cunning "Daixiaozi" did not choose the battle-experienced Elminster as his target, but instead targeted Storm Silverhand, who was relatively easier to deal with.
Although the latter has a total occupation level of up to LV28, its occupational composition is very messy, including LV1 thief, LV4 warrior, LV12 warlock, LV8 bard, LV3 harpist scout, which is simply a hodgepodge, so it is not strong in magic defense.
In addition, due to the armor he was wearing, there was a 20% failure rate when casting arcane magic.
If any player in the game dares to build a character like this, he will definitely be regarded as a waste who can't do anything.
But this situation is very common among the natives of the continent of Faerun.
After all, as long as they are interested and have carried out corresponding learning and training, they can obtain the corresponding professional level.
Storm Silverhand's LV1 thief and LV4 warrior must have been acquired unintentionally during the period of growth from childhood to adulthood.
The LV12 Warlock has the blood of the second generation Magic Goddess flowing in his body, while the LV8 Poet and the LV3 Harpist Scout are the paths they chose after they grew up.
Because she possesses so many skills, she has become a mentor to countless Harpers, teaching those newcomers how to become an excellent spy.
Normally, with the extra power and silver fire brought by the Chosen, Storm Silverhand can easily suppress most of the eighth-ring and even ninth-ring spellcasters, and is also immune to all lightning attacks.
But unfortunately, she met a stronger enemy today than she had ever seen before.
Kurremos launched a sneak attack with an instantaneous Great Disintegration, and in an instant he stripped away all the protective spells on Storm Silverhand.
Even the Elf King's cloak, +2 protection ring, magic storage ring, lucky sword, wishing ring with only one shot left, and +5 nature armor amulet that he was equipped with were either scrapped or suppressed. In short, they all lost their function.
Elminster was the first to react and immediately wanted to counterattack.
But before the spell could be released, Agatha activated her innate ability - the subspace window, waving the three hands on her three arms to attack from different angles.
Since the Saren monster can open up to six magic windows at a time, Elminster was immediately forced into a panic and was instantly hit by the nine-ring [Energy Absorption Spell] released by the Shadow Energy Core, and his spellcasting level dropped by four levels instantly.
What's even worse is that these four levels are all advanced professional wizards, so many high-level arcane abilities cannot be used.
Varis, who looks like an elf but is actually a Phalen, took advantage of the opportunity when Agatha was holding Elminster back and instantly flashed to Storm Silverhand. He first released the innate toxin in his body, paralyzing his opponent on the spot and leaving his feet hanging in the air.
Then he unceremoniously drained all the magic from the opponent, not even leaving a spell slot for a zero-ring trick.
After doing all this, the terrible monster performed the confinement spell as planned and temporarily expelled it from the battlefield.
At this point, Kurremos finally completed the siege of Elminster after careful planning.
Now, not only can he let the Flynn Demon Kwai Varys absorb any spells cast by the opponent, but he can also use the magic window opened by the Saren Fairy Agatha at any time to interrupt the concentration of casting spells.
The most important thing is to capture the key hostage, Storm Silverhand.
The "filial son" who thought he had won a victory had a smug smile on his face, and pretended to be elegant, put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, and greeted politely: "Hello, respected Shadow Valley Great Sage, the first elect of the Goddess of Magic, Lord Elminster.
As a junior who grew up hearing your name and adventure stories, I have long imagined how exciting it would be if I could meet you one day.
But who could have thought that after so many years, when I was ready to show up, your performance was so disappointing.
I can't understand or figure out where all those methods you used in your adventure stories to turn decay into magic and always avoid danger and escape calmly have gone? Why did you panic like this when faced with a small sneak attack? "
"Dragon Cult? Are you Sammaster's men?"
Elminster obviously noticed those guys wearing black robes, masks and the emblem of the Cult of the Dragon, so he narrowed his eyes and asked a tentative question.
However, considering the various strange abilities that Agatha and Varys had just displayed, he didn't think that enemies of this strength would join an organization like the Cult of the Dragon, which was filled with lunatics and psychopaths.
What's more, the opponent clearly had the opportunity to kill the incapacitated Storm Silverhand directly, but he did not choose to do so. Instead, he temporarily imprisoned him with the confinement spell.
From any angle, these actions are extremely suspicious.
"You want to use such a cheap way to trick me? Don't waste your time.
I don't plan to reveal my identity for the time being, and I don't want you to remember me.
What I have to do now is to keep you here for a while, until those high-ranking Harpers in Mirabar are killed by Scar-Man Klaus.
Don't even think about using teleportation magic to rush over to rescue.
Once you are out of my sight, I will release Lady Storm Silverhand and kill her, and then imprison her soul and sell it to the devil.
This is not a threat or a joke, just a statement of what is bound to happen when you make the choice.
So should he save another of the Seven Sisters of the North who is also a chosen one? Or should he give up her life and even her soul to save the Harpers who are being massacred?
I think this is a very difficult decision even for the Great Sage of Shadow Valley, isn't it?"
While saying this, Kurremos pursed his lips, revealing his extremely evil nature.
Unlike most metallic dragons who fall into evil due to various desires and other reasons, this guy is a born evil person, and many vicious thoughts were born in his mind when he was still a young dragon.
For example, stealing food from brothers and sisters, stealing inconspicuous treasures from parents' nests, teasing the kobold servants who serve them, etc.
Kurremos discovered long ago that he could not get satisfaction and pleasure from helping others as his parents taught him.
Just the opposite!
He finds joy in torturing others and appreciating their pain and struggle.
No one knows what is going on, not even me.
Moreover, Kurremos was very good at disguising himself, and his parents and siblings were completely unaware of his evil nature during his growing up, until one day he could no longer bear it and killed his own sister.
For a while, he even had a vicious idea, that is, whether his mother had secretly fooled around with an evil colorful dragon for a while without his father's knowledge, or had been raped by a colorful dragon.
And I am the product of this unexpected combination.
However, Kurremos has no evidence and has not shown any abilities of a chromatic dragon.
But fortunately, after obtaining the bloodline of Purgatory, he no longer dwelled on these old things, but began to enjoy the ultimate pleasure of being able to display and release evil openly.
Especially now, in front of the great sage of Shadow Valley whose fame resounded throughout the entire continent of Faerun, the two black jade eyes were flashing with excitement and enjoyment.
"So... this is a trap?"
Elminster turned and cast his gaze towards the silver dragon lich not far away, a complex expression of pain, anger and disbelief emerging on his old face.
After a full minute, he took a deep breath and forced himself to stay calm, then asked, "I think you owe me an explanation. Why did you become a dracolich, and why did you deliberately spread the news of your injury to lure me here?"
"I'm sorry, I can't help myself."
The silver dragon lich lowered his head slightly and didn't dare to look the old man in the eye.
Although she has become the undead she hated the most, and her originally kind nature is slowly being eroded by the instincts of the undead, the memories and emotions from her lifetime usually take decades or even hundreds of years to completely fade away.
"Okay, I think I understand what's going on."
Elminster instantly realized from this sentence that the silver dragon was most likely forced.
After all, there are so many members of the Dragon Cult present, and it is easy to imagine what they will do to a good-aligned metal dragon that has lost its ability to resist.
Just when he was about to try to get more details and important information, the signal for help from the Harpers' top brass in Mirabar suddenly echoed in his mind, interrupting all the old man's thoughts.
At this moment, Elminster finally understood how insidious, cunning and cruel Kurremos's previous actions were.
If he didn't go back to rescue the Harpers' top brass, the already loosely organized Northern Harpers Alliance would inevitably collapse.
But if we go back to rescue him, we can imagine how the other party will deal with the captured Storm Silverhand.
Is the life of the Harper Alliance's top brass and the organization's existence in the North more important? Or is the life and even the soul of another chosen one of the Magic Goddess who has been following him diligently for many years more important?
Elminster was instantly plunged into a painful dilemma.
He was very clear that the time left for him to make a choice was very limited, perhaps only about five to ten minutes.
Once this time passes, the ancient red dragon Klaus may wipe out the Harper's top leaders and destroy Mirabar, a major mining town in the North.
At this time, Kurremos, who was standing aside and watching the show, did not forget to add fuel to the fire and joked: "Your Excellency the Great Sage, there is a saying that goes, a short pain is worse than a long pain.
When you are faced with a difficult choice, making a random choice is much better than doing nothing.
Because doing nothing means escaping, it means you are afraid of losing.
Once a similar situation happens for the first time, it will inevitably happen a second and third time.
After all, your weakness has been exposed to everyone."
"Who are you? And why are you doing this? Are you guilty of the Harper Alliance or my past sins?"
Elminster obviously could no longer control his anger, and silver flames began to flash in his pupils.
If it were any other spellcaster, they would have probably run away in fear when they saw this thousand-year-old man showing signs of using the Silver Fire Burst mode.
But Kuerremos, who was extremely inflated inside, did not take it seriously. Instead, he sneered and continued to mock, "Hahaha! What a childish and ridiculous accusation.
As the founder of the Harper Alliance, the most nosy organization in the entire continent of Faerun, don't you find it ironic that these words come out of your own mouth?
When you interfered with something, did the other party provoke you or offend you? Especially when the towns in the north were booming and pursuing a prosperous and beautiful life, what were you doing? You tried to stop people from opening up wasteland, cutting down trees, and digging mines, and continued to promote your ridiculous theory of the balance of all things to protect the bullshit nature.
If there is really a balance in this world, then why are those who die in various conflicts always the defenseless civilians, rather than you, an old immortal who has lived for more than a thousand years?
So stop being so self-righteous, you and your fellow Harpers are nothing but clowns indulged in cheap self-admiration.
The world never needs any balance or interference. What it needs is development and creation.
Most importantly, as the first elect of the Goddess of Magic, have you ever done anything related to promoting magic? The answer is obviously no.
Archsage of Shadowdale? I don't understand how you can afford to go around swindling people with that title.
If I were you, I would have committed suicide out of shame and would not have the face to live in this world."
"That's enough! What exactly do you want to say?"
Elminster was obviously completely enraged by these words that directly hit him in the lungs. He raised his hand and shot out an energy arrow made of silver fire.
(End of this chapter)
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