"Master, are you planning to send these Sarrukhs to Azeroth?"

After watching the Earth Prophet Asindo disappear on the spot, Chromie immediately approached with a curious look on his face and asked.

Zuo Si reached out and touched the bronze dragon, who always liked to show himself as a white-haired dwarf lolita, and replied with a smile, "That's right.

Don't you think that Un'Goro Crater and Sholazar Basin are the ideal home for these sorcerers?

These two places were originally biological testing grounds of the Titan Guardians, and have always maintained a high temperature, hot, and humid environment, exactly the same as the continent of Faerun in the Thunder Age tens of thousands of years ago.

Since I have dealt with all the Titan Guardians, the creatures in this area that have been interfered with by the Creator for a long time will inevitably face natural evolution or even out of control.

If a spillover effect occurs, it could have a fatal impact on the ecology of the entire planet.

So if these witches can become good monitors and managers.

Most importantly, the Azeroth magic network I have woven requires a highly developed magical race to conduct constant testing.

Although the high elves and the human magic kingdom of Dalaran already have some similar prototypes, they are developing too slowly, and I don’t have hundreds or even thousands of years to wait slowly.

Therefore, letting the remnants of the Saruk witches become the best choice.

In particular, the remnants of the Eastosef Empire, led by the Earth Prophet Asindor, should still have retained a lot of magical achievements from the Betis organization and the entire Netheril era.

These complex knowledge and technologies will become the best tools to examine the Azeroth magic network.

Moreover, do you think that the magic network of the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located has been so complex and orderly from the beginning?

No! The original magic web was just chaotic energy born from the battle between the goddesses of light and darkness.

It was the rise of mortals and the birth and destruction of one magical civilization after another that eventually evolved into its current form through continuous improvement.

By the same token, Azeroth's magic network also needs countless users to constantly experiment and discover loopholes and deficiencies.

Moreover, the arrival of the witch will also bring derivative creations such as lizardmen, snakemen, and naga, which can greatly enrich the species of intelligent creatures in Azeroth and play a role in accelerating the awakening of the star soul.

Oh, by the way, the Nagas in Faerun are not the Nagas in Azeroth who were twisted from the high elves.

It is a powerful, intelligent creature with a body like a python and a human head."

"I see. I think I understand your intention."

Chromie looked thoughtful.

She knew very well that ever since the order established by the Titans in Azeroth completely collapsed, her master had been trying to influence and control the Star Soul.

The ultimate manifestation of this influence and control is the establishment of the magic network.

Unlike the magic net formed by the energy on the planet's surface controlled by Malygos, the blue dragon king, the magic net established by Zuo Si is directly and closely connected to the star soul in the deepest part of the planet.

In other words, it is through a complex system centered on the star soul to establish a set of rules to control all the forces within the planet.

Since the underlying operating logic of the rules comes from the will of the creator, this means that if creatures on Azeroth want to use magic, they must understand and agree with it from the bottom of their hearts, and then continue to influence the star soul.

Over time, the Star Soul will inevitably gradually turn into Zuo Si's shape as time goes by and the magic network becomes more popular. Even if it finally awakens, it will only obey his orders.

After figuring this out, Chromie pointed to the sundial, time crystal, and bone hourglass on the ground and asked, "What are you going to do with these things?"

"It's simple. I plan to use them to strengthen the power of time that I control. However, this requires the help of a treasure from another universe, the Time Stone. Let's go and quickly finish the rest of this matter."

After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and directly made three time-related artifacts into planeswalker cards. Then he activated the teleportation magic and took Chromie with him and disappeared on the spot.

Just one second later, the two appeared in an open space near the cemetery in Neverwinter.

Like all large towns in Faerun, the cemeteries here are built within the city and have special personnel responsible for patrolling and management.

The reason for doing this is that if the corpses are buried outside the city and left unattended, they will most likely become a paradise for necromancers, evil camp priests and various undead creatures.

Therefore, in order to avoid this situation, even though they know that doing so will take up a lot of the already limited space within the city, they will still choose to set aside a special area for burying the dead.

Normally, cemeteries are managed by the Church of Death.

However, because the second generation God of Death, Melkor, was too indulgent in awakening the undead, and his successor, Cyric, was a psychopath, the cemetery of Neverwinter has always been managed by the church of the guardian god, Heim.

During the outbreak of the magical plague in Neverwinter, this was the secret base where Deszel and his followers spread the plague.

However, as his identity was later exposed and he escaped, the cultists gathered here were all killed, and now a statue of the new god of death, Clemvor, has been erected. It is obvious at a glance that his church has taken over.

After all, as a lawful neutral god with a slight tendency towards kindness, Kelemvor can almost be said to be the most friendly god of death to mortals in the history of the continent of Faerun.

Not only did he fulfill his clerical duties diligently to protect the souls of all the dead, but he also required his priests to spread the truth about death, eliminate people's instinctive fear and resistance to death, and complete the last part of their life journey in a relatively calm and decent manner.

If there were to be an election in Faerun to select the gods with the most respect for their jobs, then Kelemvor would definitely be in the top three.

Just as Chromie was looking around with curiosity, not quite understanding why his master suddenly came to such a place, he suddenly saw two figures in the distance engaging in a fierce battle.

The energy released by one of the guys swung his cane instantly blew up a magnificent tomb built specifically for a noble family.

The stone coffin inside cracked on the spot, and the remains of the ancestors were shattered into pieces during the magical explosion, and some were simply blown into bone powder.

Before Chromie had time to figure out what was happening, the guy who blew up the other person's tomb waved his hand and released powerful necromancy magic.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of skeletons and zombies with large amounts of rotten flesh hanging from their bodies crawled out from the soil and coffins. They were so densely packed that their numbers were difficult to count.

However, his opponent was obviously no pushover either. He suddenly raised the burning flaming sword in his hand and swung it in a circle with force.

Boom!!! The blinding red flames immediately engulfed everything within a radius of more than a hundred meters.

Both zombies and skeletons fell down in large numbers, especially the former which emitted a disgusting smell after being burned.

"Deszel! Prepare to die! You can't escape this time!"

Along with the familiar voice, Eribes' figure slowly walked out of the flames, with frightening red light flashing in his eyes. There was an exquisite pattern extending from his forehead and cheeks to his neck, which looked like a dancing and burning flame.

Anyone who has some knowledge of plane studies can feel the power of hell surging in her body at this moment.

It was obvious that the two had fought all the way from the city center near the Neverwinter Castle to this most remote corner.

There were countless houses and buildings destroyed by the aftermath of the battle along the way, and the raging flames were the best evidence.

"Hmph! Don't think you're sure to win! As long as the golem is still there, don't even think about getting close to me."

Deszel instantly activated the rune of power on the top of his staff, teleporting the heavy golem that was still chasing him in the distance directly to his side.

It was precisely because of this perfect construct that was completely immune to physical and magical attacks that he was able to resist Eribes' pursuit for such a long time.

Otherwise, given the absolute gap in strength between the two sides, a head-on confrontation would only take one or two minutes to produce a result.

Seeing this difficult golem that could not be destroyed or shaken off standing in front of him again, Eribes immediately frowned.

Although the threat it can cause in actual combat is very limited because its only means of attack is pure physical attack, it is absolutely superb as a meat shield.

There were several times when she almost chopped off Deszel's head, but she failed in the end because of the interference of the golem.

Just as Eribes was racking his brains to find a way to bypass the golem, Zuo Si finally walked out of the dark shadows and asked in a half-joking tone: "Dear lady, you seem to be in a little trouble and need help, right?"

moment!

The dark guard who was still struggling in the previous second showed uncontrollable ecstasy in the next second. He left Deszel and rushed forward to give him a passionate kiss like a little woman in love. His breathing became rapid, and he looked as if he was about to take off his armor and perform an R-rated action movie.

As luck would have it, this scene was witnessed by Van Swick who came over to support, causing his already pale face to become even more bloodless, and the hand holding the weapon was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

After all, hearing about it before is one thing, and seeing it with your own eyes is another.

You know, since the engagement, he hasn't even held his fiancée's hand.

But now, Aribes took the initiative to throw herself into the arms of another man. Judging from the degree of intimacy, they had probably done everything they could, including the pregnancy mentioned earlier, which should be real.

After all, that kind of infatuation that comes from the bottom of your heart can never be faked.

But the problem is that Van Swick has no right to blame his fiancée.

The reason is that he was the one who cheated first in the relationship.

Why is this happening?

What should he do next? Should he continue to endure this marriage filled with only hatred and revenge until Eribes thinks she has been punished enough? Vanswick, who originally had no opinion of his own, fell into pain and entanglement, and seemed to be emitting a dazzling emerald green light from head to toe.

What’s even worse is that he is now in a dilemma as to whether to leave or not. He is just like a clown standing under the spotlight.

Eribes obviously noticed her fiancé, with a hint of revengeful pleasure in her eyes. She deliberately raised her hand to caress Zuo Si's chest and abdominal muscles through his clothes like a hungry female demon. She licked her lips seductively and asked, "Great Dark Lord, why did you come here suddenly? Are you missing the wonderful time we spent together not long ago? Or do you need my special service?"

"Hehe, no, neither of those. I'm here to help you deal with that golem."

Zuo Si raised his arm and gently stroked the beautiful half-elf's face, extending down to her neck and chest.

The latter also cooperated very well and removed the armor in front through the control of the red gem, revealing the undulating curves inside.

At this moment he finally understood why so many people liked to be minotaurs.

The excitement that comes from plundering and occupying things that do not belong to you, as well as the wonderful expressions and inner changes on the owner's face, are not something that can be obtained from a normal relationship.

Similarly, Aribeth was extremely excited because of the presence of her fiancé. In just a few seconds, her neck and cheeks began to become congested, her skin was abnormally flushed, and her whole body was emitting a strong hormonal scent.

The more she behaved like this, the worse Van Swick's mental state became. He suffered a huge double blow both physically and psychologically. Every movement and detail of their sex life began to emerge in his mind.

It has to be said that this scene was indeed a bit too hellish, even Deszel on the side was dumbfounded.

As one of the religious leaders of Neverwinter, he had undoubtedly known Erebeth for a long time and knew how conservative this paladin of Tyr was in matters of men and women.

In banquets held by the upper class of Neverwinter, many nobles had openly pursued her.

But the result is often that you are ruthlessly rejected before you can even finish your prepared sweet talk.

Even Van Swick, the fiancé, was only slightly less serious in his words and attitude.

As for dating, shopping, eating, watching theater performances, etc. like ordinary men and women, it is basically a pipe dream.

Most of the interactions between the two revolved around their common beliefs and their work in serving Neverwinter.

But what about now?

After degenerating into a dark guard, Aribeth had made a 180-degree turn. The strong desire and lust in her eyes were even more hungry than those of the ladies who often had affairs.

So much so that Deszel suspected that the girl in front of him had been replaced by a succubus or a succubus.

Otherwise, is it really possible for a person's character to undergo such a huge reversal?

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense and Van Swick was already trying to wipe away tears secretly, a big hand suddenly rested on his shoulder from behind.

He turned his head suddenly and saw a face that was extremely familiar to him. He immediately fell into the other person's arms and burst into tears.

Obviously, the person coming was none other than Albus Dumbledore who had just returned from the underground city.

It has to be said that the appearance of the principal made the already complicated relationship even more complicated, and the atmosphere became even more weird.

Because this allows the originally simple one-sided minotaur plot to gradually develop in the direction of mutual minotaur.

Especially Zuo Si and Dumbledore, the two neighbors, who actually met victoriously in such a place.

When Aribeth saw her fiancé and his cheating lover hugging each other and being affectionate with each other, she was immediately furious and hugged Zuo Si's neck tightly and pressed her whole body against him.

“Ahem…”

In order to avoid the following 18+ content, Zuo Si coughed twice and gently pushed Eribes away, then released the power of sparks at the golem.

Just one second later, the huge metal golem guarding Deszel turned into a summoned creature card in his hand.

While it is possible to use magical means to destroy this golem or become its master it is not easy.

But under the crushing force from a higher level, the golem instantly became the property of the Planeswalker.

After doing all this, Zuo Si winked at his lover.

Eribes understood what he meant immediately, and in a flash he wrapped his body in black armor again. He rushed forward wielding the flaming giant sword and chopped off Deszel's head while he was stunned.

At this point, Neverwinter's crisis was finally resolved.

Dumbledore took the opportunity to comfort the injured Van Swick, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "My mission is completed, right?"

"Yes, it won't be long before your old friend comes into this world."

Zuo Si gave a straightforward affirmative answer.

After all, there are countless time travelers in Faerun, not to mention Gellert Grindelwald or one or two more.

"So I am free now? I can do whatever I want?" Dumbledore asked again tentatively.

Zuo Si smiled and responded, "Of course, you are always free to do whatever you want. But please be careful, because the gods of this world and the forces from the outer planes are quite dangerous."

"Thank you for reminding me. I have already experienced this deeply."

After that, Dumbledore took the heartbroken Van Swick and left, planning to find an inn to rent a room to help the elf priest get out of his sadness and become happy.

After the two disappeared into the night, Eribes asked curiously, "Who is that old man? From your tone, it seems that you have a little respect for him?"

"He was the headmaster of a magic school I attended and he helped me a lot. Apart from his sexual orientation, he was actually a nice person."

Zuo Si picked up the long staff that fell to the ground and observed the spell of power on the top with interest.

This thing was originally the key used by the Lizardman Queen Mosala to open the seal, and it can control the energy stone to a certain extent.

However, it has now been transformed into a legendary equipment used to enhance necromancy and conjuration magic.

The reason why Deszel can summon the golem and make it obey his orders is because of this thing.

"You mean...he has always been only interested in men?"

Eribes' eyes suddenly widened with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Zuo Si suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Why, is this weird?

In fact, in another world, the principal has an old lover with whom he has been in love for eighty years.

The reason why he came to Neverwinter to deal with the affairs of the creator race was to get an invitation letter to the continent of Faerun for his old lover.

I am very much looking forward to how Dumbledore will deal with the relationship between the three.

If he could really build a harem and have many lovers in this world, he might be noticed by Lady Firehair and promoted to become a chosen one, or he might even leap from a mortal to become the god of homosexual love.

After all, in this magical land, anything can happen.”

There is no doubt that Zuo Si always had a fun-loving attitude towards Dumbledore's adventurous life in Faerun and never interfered from beginning to end.

Especially after the sparks with Van Swick, the scene he most looked forward to was the arrival of Gellert Grindelwald.

You have to know that this wizard who once caused a huge wave in the Earth's magic world is not a good person.

I don't know where Dumbledore got the confidence to make Gellert Grindelwald accept Van Swick being sandwiched between them.

In that case, Van Swick might really be able to get in between the two of them and become a lubricant to ease the conflict.

就在左思考虑着这件事情究竟会如何发展的时候，突然感觉到自己的耳朵被轻轻咬了一下，紧跟着耳边便传来艾瑞贝斯的低语。

“有兴趣来我的家里坐坐吗？”

“你的家？”

左思略显吃惊的反问了一句。

因为他一直以为圣武士基本都是住在神殿或骑士团驻地宿舍的。

至少在卡林港和阿斯卡特拉这两个帝国最重要的城市是如此。

其中阿斯卡特拉有炙热之心骑士团，卡林港则有正义之神提尔、苦难之神伊尔玛特和忠诚与勇气之神托姆教会共同组建的三圣骑士团。

除非结婚组建家庭，否则圣武士大多数时间都是跟志同道合的兄弟姐妹待在一起。

他们不停地相互鼓励、相互支持，以强化自己的信仰和意志来与强大的邪恶抵抗。

在帝国的司法系统中，圣武士起到的是类似检察、监督和专门处理严重刑事案件的职能，是官僚系统最讨厌的一群人。

因为一旦被他们盯上，不管是贪污受贿还是以权谋私都会很快暴露。

毕竟在这个充斥着魔法力量的世界，连说谎都能被甄别出来，更不用提还可是直接读取记忆和思维。

“以前是没有的。

但我不是要跟范斯维克举办婚礼了吗？

自然需要有一栋房子。

而且里边才刚刚装修完毕，还没有人进去住过。

我希望能在举办婚礼之前，先在里边那张柔软的大床上留下属于您的气味和印记。”

在说这番话的时候，艾瑞贝斯脸上浮现出了无比兴奋、邪恶与期待的笑容。

对于这样的邀请，已经当了牛头人的左思自然不会拒绝，直接撇下克罗米来到了位于城市中心位置的二层小楼。

正如描述中的一样，这是一栋靠近无冬城花园的黄金地段，整个房子完全由来自无冬森林的上等木材搭建而成。

不仅铺设了地板和地毯，而且就连房间内的植物都经过德鲁伊精心打理过，也不知道有意还是无意，整体上给人一种绿意盎然的感觉。

早已按耐不住的艾瑞贝斯直接脱掉盔甲和所有衣物，从柜子里拿出一套为婚礼准备象征纯洁的白色礼服换上，抿起嘴角问道：“您觉得我现在如何？”

“很棒！有一种圣洁堕落后所散发出来的性感与诱惑。”

左思摸着下巴给出了自己的评价。

“既然如此，那您还在等什么呢？”

说着，艾瑞贝斯走到近前搂住了左思的脖子，并且踮起脚尖在耳边低语道：“相比起人类，我其实更喜欢您大魔鬼的形态。”

“如你所愿，我的女士。”

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，左思的身体猛然间开始急救膨胀，短短几秒钟的功夫就变成了狰狞恐怖的地狱亲王。

再一次感受到那令人恐惧的强壮身体和散发出来的邪恶气息，艾瑞贝斯内心之中那份狂野彻底被点燃，很快便像八爪鱼一样搂抱上去开始上演美女与野兽的戏码。

几乎与此同时，在不远处的一家旅馆二楼，范斯维克和邓布利多也在做差不多同样的事情。

可以想象得到，如果两人之间的婚礼最终真的举行并建立起家庭，那么他们婚后的生活一定会相当炸裂。

另外，随着整个事态彻底平息，帝国军队终于在泰罗将军的指挥下进入城内开始平息混乱，通过雷霆手段强行把那些趁火打劫的暴徒全部杀光一个不留。

等天太阳从地平线上升起的时候，一切都已经恢复了正常，仿佛昨天晚上的灾难根本不存在一样。

但只有细心的人才会发现，城内原本那些支持纳西尔领主的贵族和富商都全部在混乱中死光了，只剩下愿意融入帝国和支持帝国实行全面统治的家族完好无损的保全了下来。

为保护纳西尔领主专门设立的无冬九卫更是死伤惨重直接遭到了裁撤。

经过长达数个小时的激情，耗尽全部体力的艾瑞贝斯此刻正大汗淋漓的趴在床上，任由湿漉漉的头发黏在后背和脸上，用略显沙哑的声音说道：“纳西尔领主还没有死。他活着对我来说可能是个巨大的隐患和麻烦。”

“别担心，有人会帮你处理好的。”

左思此刻已经恢复成了人类形态，站在卧室的窗前注视着无冬城堡大门口那几个正在激烈争吵的男女。

他们就是在昨夜激烈战斗中幸存下来的无冬九位成员。

不过眼下只剩下了四个，其余的五个都已经战死了。

很显然，他们争论的问题只有一个，那就是继续留下来向新的领主艾瑞贝斯效忠，还是离开去寻找不知所踪的纳西尔领主。

“有人会帮我处理好？”

艾瑞贝斯抬起头露出了疑惑不解的神情。

左思转过身笑着点了点头：“没错。你该不会以为我在北地除了明面上的势力之外就没有其他力量了吧？你听说过库尔雷莫斯这个名字吗？”

“库尔雷莫斯？冰川之王！该死！他该不会也是你的手下吧？”

艾瑞贝斯难以置信的瞪大了眼睛。

作为继咆哮之龙克劳斯死后整个北地快速崛起取代了前者生态位的顶级巨龙，她当然不可能没听说过这个名字。

毕竟光是匍匐在库尔雷莫斯脚下的白龙数量就达到了三位数以上，除此之外还有其他颜色和种类的巨龙，以及数量多达上千的霜巨人和其他一些怪物部族。

只不过这位龙王并不像别的邪恶巨龙那样喜欢四处搞破坏，也很少会公开活动，所以大多数普通人根本不知道他的存在。

但对于北地的各个城镇来说，这无疑是一柄悬在头上的达摩克利斯之剑，不知道什么时候会突然落下来。

“恭喜，你猜对了。

不出意外的话，库尔雷莫斯现在已经开始着手处理善后了。

放心，不管是纳西尔领主也好，还是那些退却的怪物部落也罢，一个都别想活着。

因为只有他们都死光了，北地才会彻底成为帝国的北地。

如果你在无冬城遇到什么不太方面亲自出手铲除的敌人，以后可以直接跟他打个招呼。”

说罢，左思恶作剧般的抬起手用力抽打了一下艾瑞贝斯的屁股，引得后者先是发出尖叫，紧跟着开心的大笑起来。

……

正当无冬城这边逐渐恢复平静之时，远在无冬森林内，刚刚撤回来的蛮荒联军正在经历一场史无前例的大屠杀。

不管是豺狼人、大地精、食人魔、巨魔、巨人、人类中的蛮族，还是冬狼、座狼等拥有极高智慧的猛兽，这会儿都在被一个浑身上下散发着刺骨寒意的巨大怪物追杀。

凡是被其杀死的生物，都会在极短时间内迅速被转化成亡灵，哪怕是巨龙也不例外。

更致命的是，被其杀死的霜巨人还会变成与拥有一样能力的同类。

在这种滚雪球般速度的壮大下，一支数以万计的亡灵大军很快就成型了。

尤其是几条被转化的巨龙，可以从空中喷出致命的吐息对四散逃窜的怪物进行屠杀。

原本因为受到能量石影响始终呈现出绿色的无冬森林，居然有一大片区域完全被白色的冰霜所覆盖，甚至就连附近河水表面都凝结了一层厚厚的坚冰。

“主人，看来您用魔法创造的这个生物比预料中还要强大。尤其是在形成规模之后，除非高阶乃至传奇施法者出手，否则一般的法术很难对其产生什么效果。”

一名全身上下包裹在黑色罩袍内的人类法师在看到这一幕之后顿时变得异常激动，赶忙低下头向近在咫尺的主人谄媚。

可库尔雷莫斯却不以为意的摆了摆手：“不，这可不是我的功劳。

而是那种叫做异鬼的生物带来的启发。

我所做的仅仅只是将他们的血脉与冰霜巨人进行魔法融合。

最重要的是这种转化并不安全，失败率比预想中的高太多。

对了，那位纳西尔领主呢？ 把他带过来吧，是时候结束这场闹剧了。”

“请稍等！”

人类法师弯下腰鞠了一躬，随后冲不远处的手下使了个眼色。

后者顿时心领神会，没过一会儿功夫便将奄奄一息只剩下半条命的纳西尔领主拖了过来。

他的出现无疑意味着德斯泽尔在无冬森林深处建立的据点已经被摧毁了。

确切地说，德斯泽尔和玛格瑞姆偷偷搞的小动作从一开始就在库尔雷莫斯的监控之下。

毕竟当初左思在划分势力范围的事后，就把北地的森林、荒野和深山交给了这条“孝子龙”来负责。

而库尔雷莫斯也没有辜负他的期望，在短短几年时间就不断地扩张势力，俨然已经凌驾于散塔林会之上，成为这片土地上最强大的黑暗势力。

“你就是冰川之王？”

纳西尔领主抬起头注视着眼前这条散发着邪恶气息的巨龙，脸上浮现出了震惊和诧异。

Because he originally thought that the Glacier King should be a white dragon.

After all, the other party controls so many white dragons and lives in such a cold far north.

Kuerremos smiled and nodded: “Yes, it’s me.

Nice to meet you, Lord Nasir of Neverwinter.

Oh, I almost forgot to add the word "first".

Because now Neverwinter is ruled by Lady Erebus."

"So you were in collusion with Eribes? Did she ask you to kill me to eliminate the trouble forever?"

Lord Nasir's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.

But it’s no wonder.

He was the one who trained and promoted Eribes, so it would be hard for him to feel good about being betrayed by the person he trusted the most.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. Ms. Eribes and I have never met each other, and we have no contact. The reason why you must die has nothing to do with her, but is an order from the master."

Kurremos obviously enjoyed the feeling of toying with his captive, and he gently shook one of his dragon claws in front of the other person.

"Owner?!"

Lord Nasir keenly grasped a key word.

"Yes, Master.

To tell you the truth, both I and the newly rising red dragon queen in the south, Wilmes, actually obey the great master Soth.

Yes, it is His Majesty the Emperor of the West Coast Empire.

Of course, at that time he was not yet an emperor, let alone an empire.

Do you know what the biggest difference between ordinary tyrants, ambitious people and rulers and masters is? In this world, most people take one step at a time and think about it. Those who can take one step and think about it two or three steps ahead can be regarded as smart people.

Those who can look ahead a dozen steps before taking one step are regarded as wise men or prophets.

But the owner is different.

He saw further and began to lay out plans secretly long before, placing chess pieces one after another in neglected corners or places that others could not see.

By the time others began to notice something was wrong, these chess pieces or seeds had already taken root, sprouted, and grown into towering trees.

At that time, he will be able to achieve his set goals easily without any effort.

This is a huge difference in perspective, and it is also a height that people like you will never be able to reach."

Kurremos slightly opened his arms in front of him, his tone revealing undisguised enthusiasm and admiration.

Although at the beginning he was forced to bow to Zuo Si.

But as the latter's power continues to increase and expand, he has gradually changed from a enslaved person to a beneficiary who can enjoy huge convenience and benefits.

The difference and change in identity between the two will naturally lead to changes in mentality.

What's more, they are both in the evil camp and have basically the same views and opinions on many issues.

So gradually, Kurremos became a die-hard fan of Zuo Si and even began to worship him as a god.

Every once in a while, he would secretly leave the continent of Faerun and go to the laboratory in Jinjitaxia to make some rare and interesting new things.

Compared to many local dragons who are still obsessed with territory, treasure and fame, this guy has expanded his vision to the entire multiverse.

"What! Are you saying that all this is Soth's conspiracy?"

Lord Nasir's pupils suddenly dilated and his expression became extremely ugly.

Kurremos sneered and taunted: "Idiot! Do you think the master will be as stupid as you?

No, he would never do something that would give others a handle politically.

The truth is that the Lizardmen, who call themselves the creator race, planned this conspiracy, and some evil gods and demon lords were also involved.

The master merely took advantage of their plan a little in return.

In the future, Neverwinter will be just like Luskan. It will become extremely prosperous under the rule of the Empire, and people's living standards will be greatly improved.

As for you, a remnant of the old times, you should exit the stage of history right here."

Before he finished speaking!

A blinding green light hit Lord Nasir directly in the chest.

Just a moment!

His body turned into green dust and drifted away in the wind.

Needless to say, Kurremos used a disintegration spell to kill this important politician in the North, and there was not even a trace of the body left.

The wizard who had watched the whole process came close and asked cautiously, "Great King of the Glacier, what should we do next? Continue to hunt down those migrating orcs?"

"No, don't worry about those orcs. They are also pawns arranged by the master."

Kurremos rejected his men's proposal without hesitation.

Although he was very curious about Thrall's performance in this war and was very eager to seize and possess the Hammer of Destruction, the price of disobeying Zuo Si's orders was something he could not afford.

After clearing out the monsters in the Neverwinter Forest and killing Lord Nasir, they had already accomplished their mission brilliantly, and there was no need to add to the mess.

What's more, Kurremos has a plan that has been brewing for a long time in private, and it's time to implement it.