Chapter 898 Asmodeus’s ultimate plan (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
It’s over, everything is over.
Looking at Griffith's body transformed back into human form, and the bloody head in his hand, Gus felt that the mysterious power that had just been on him had completely faded, and a large amount of strengthening magic had also disappeared. Without a trace.
Now he has changed from an omnipotent God of War to a mortal, and even the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand seems extremely heavy.
Oh, no, not all power is gone.
There was still a little bit of soul energy left in the electorate, which had not been consumed by the all-out blow just now.
But these don’t matter anymore.
Because for Gus, from the moment he cut off Griffith's head, all his previous anger, hatred, and pain were released in an instant, just like those who had troubled him and almost The emotions that drove him crazy no longer existed, and he wouldn't have any regrets even if he died immediately.
Is this the emptiness after the legendary revenge?
Or is it the effect of that unspeakable mysterious force?
Gus didn't know what was going on with his current state. He was slumped next to the huge corpse, looking around with eyes blankly, not wanting to speak or move.
Just when he was assuming that he wanted to stay here for the rest of his life, Zuo Si's voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"You did not disappoint me and successfully defeated the God of the Abyss. As a reward, I can now help you realize a wish."
"Wish? All kinds of wishes can come true. "
Gus' originally dilated pupils began to focus again, and he turned his head to stare at the demon who helped him complete his revenge.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Yes. Even if it is to resurrect someone who has died, or to become the emperor who rules this continent and holds the highest power."
Hearing this, Gus was stunned. An excited expression finally appeared on his face, and he stood up suddenly and asked: "Then can you return that poor child to me? I failed to protect him at the beginning, and now I hope to have the opportunity to make up for this. I owe you."
"Of course.
But are you sure you want to waste this precious opportunity just to get that child back?
Don't you desire power and wealth? , power and immortality?
You know, I rarely allow others to make wishes and turn them into reality. ”
Zuo Si stared into the other person’s eyes, wanting to confirm whether this child of destiny would be eroded by desire after losing the favor of fate.
But Gus is indeed Gus, not even a little bit. He replied without hesitation: “No, no need.
I just want my own child back.
Because I owe him this, and I must spend my whole life making up for it.
As for power, wealth, strength and immortality, they have never been what I pursue.
I just want a home and a place to belong. "
"In that case, I will fulfill your wish. ”
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si raised his hand and began to release the energy of life. In just a few seconds, the shadow of a twisted baby appeared out of thin air.
Follow closely. As this baby began to become normal under the influence of huge vitality, and transformed from a shadow into a real entity
Finally, it suddenly let out a loud cry, and moved its hands and feet restlessly, looking extremely healthy.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!”
Casca seemed to feel something, and quickly rushed over from a distance, holding the little baby in her arms and saying, kisses and tears.
Gus threw away the dragon-slaying sword and the bloody head in his hand, stretched out his trembling hand and gently touched the baby's forehead, feeling the warmth emanating from this little guy, his eyes ignited again hope for future life.
There is no doubt that his reaction fully proves how much influence family and descendants have on a person.
If he were alone and without worries, Gus would most likely be devoured by the vengeful beast bred in his heart.
Without this child, he will most likely become confused and sink after completing his revenge, lose his life goals and desire for life, and live in confusion every day until one day he dies alone.
But at this moment, after seeing his child come back from the dead, he almost instantly assumed the role of father and began to plan how to give this little guy a happy and fulfilling childhood.
Because Gus did not feel much family affection and the warmth of home when he was young, out of compensation, he longed for his children to have all this.
For this reason, he can endure hard work day and night, and can endure the exploitation and oppression of the ruling class.
As a saying goes, the family is the smallest unit that makes up society. As long as this unit remains stable and ensures that the common people have food to eat, then theoretically there will be no large-scale turmoil in society.
But once this smallest unit begins to fragment, and society begins to use fragmented individuals as the smallest unit, many fatal problems will appear one after another.
A variety of horrific violent crimes will also increase.
After all, people are often in the most dangerous state when they have nothing to worry about. A few quarrels and quarrels may even develop into criminal cases that cause serious injury or even death.
Looking at the warm scene of the Gus family, Hansel finally couldn't help but lower his voice and asked: "Father, how did you resurrect a newborn baby?
He shouldn't have developed sanity and self-awareness yet, right?
Such a life form will only produce a small piece of soul fragment at most, and it will dissipate very quickly.
Theoretically, it is impossible to resurrect through normal means. "
"Resurrection?
Haha, who told you that it was resurrection?
I just created a new baby using their genes.
After all, Gus's wish was to have that kid back, and I granted it based on my understanding.
Look, isn’t his current reaction very satisfying? ”
A playful smile appeared on Zuo Si’s face.
Obviously, the child of Gus and Casca has long been used as a disposable consumable, disintegrating the abyss from the inside. He was sacrificed as a god, and there is no possibility of resurrection.
What just happened was just an illusion he deliberately created to make the two of them think that the resurrected one was the dead demon baby.
After all, this connection between genes and bloodline is real.
"So...you misinterpreted his wish?"
Hansel was suddenly surprised.
“Misinterpretation?
No, it's a misinterpretation if it's discovered, but it's a perfect realization of his wish if it's not discovered.
Remember, lies and deception in the true sense do not exist in this world.
It just depends on whether your little trick is discovered.
If not, then this is an ironclad fact. ”
After that, Zuo Si ignored Hansel’s reaction and walked straight towards the Hands of God who were already standing motionless like fools.
The reason why this situation occurs is because the God of the Abyss has disappeared, and the most important spiritual essence that constitutes their life form has also disappeared, so now all of them can basically be called idiots with incomplete souls.
Although there is still some consciousness and memory left, it is already infinitely close to a vegetative state.
In fact, not only them, but the apostles are also the same.
The more apostles who accept the power of the abyss and get closer to evil thoughts, the more serious the numbness and sluggishness will be.
On the contrary, apostles like Zod and Gurren Belludo, who were less affected by the power of the abyss, rarely killed civilians at will, and had relatively well-preserved self-awareness, successfully survived.
After they felt the God of the Abyss disappearing, they immediately chose to turn around and run away. Now they don't know where they are hiding.
But this is no longer important.
Because without the support of the power of the abyss, they can no longer transform into the apostle form, but linger as a useless person with a damaged soul and spirit.
Zuo Si briefly confirmed the status of the Hand of God, and then absorbed it to establish a connection and transform it into an extension of his own power.
In other words, he recruited these hands of gods as his minions.
In just a few seconds, all four God Hands except Griffith surrendered at the feet of their new master, without any resistance or struggle.
At this point, Zuo Si finally completed all the set goals, leaving an avatar in place, and then activated the Planeswalker Spark and disappeared in place.
The next second...
He appeared in the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth level of Baator Hell.
Although they did not deliberately show off their power, the devils, who have always been very sensitive, immediately noticed the pure evil aura emanating from their lord, and they all raised their heads and paid attention.
In particular, Gramir, the lord's secretary who was very close to him, came up almost immediately, took a deep breath close to his chest, and then sighed with an intoxicated expression: "Ah! This unparalleled fragrance The taste is so pleasant.
Congratulations, my noble master.
You have taken another crucial step towards the end of evil.
Perhaps you can already rival Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, in terms of evil."
"Haha, you are really getting better at talking"
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Zuo Si stretched out his hand and gently touched the beautiful cheek of the pleasure demon, but soon pushed him away gently and walked straight to the throne that belonged to him.
After sitting down, he asked with interest: "During my absence, has the rebellion launched in my name completely ended?"
Gela Mir nodded without thinking: "Of course!
According to what the Lord of Hell announced to the outside world, he only had a trivial misunderstanding with you, and has now reconciled.
< br>And all the lords involved in this civil strife were basically not punished, and everything returned to calm.
There are even rumors that you are now on an equal footing with Asmodeus, and that Baator Hell is officially entering the era of dual-headed politics. "
"Pfft hahahaha!
Dual politics?
The guy who can say this really knows nothing about the order represented by the hell plane.
In the second largest plane of order after the mechanical realm, everything must be hierarchical.
Even if certain compromises are occasionally made for the sake of evil, such compromises must not threaten the dominance of order.
So before I decide to integrate the will of Baator’s hell plane, Asmodeus’s status is unshakable.
What's more, this incident was originally launched at his request. "
Zuo Si laughed and expressed his attitude towards these baseless rumors.
"I think so too. But the problem is that you have many demons under your command who have begun to believe this rumor and are eager to help you further. ”
Gramir shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
After all, the devils are recognized as the most ambitious, and they also like to scramble for the first place and become crazy involution.
In their eyes, if the lord does not make progress, how can he make progress?
So it doesn’t matter whether Zuo Si thinks about it or not. What matters is that he has such power and influence.
“It doesn’t matter, let them do whatever they want.
But if anyone dares to cross the red line, he will be sent directly to the bloody front line and Zariel will be responsible for handling it.
If there is nothing else, I am going to Nasus to see the Lord of Hell.
Because he still owes me an answer. ”
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si’s figure gradually became transparent until finally disappearing completely.
Answer?
A look of confusion appeared on Gramir's face.
Although she knew that the civil war in Baator Hell was actually a play between the Lord of Hell and his own lord, she did not understand the profound meaning contained in it.
Especially why Asmodeus launched this civil war to waste his own strength, and what kind of conspiracy and intention he had.
You must know that the devil is naturally very sensitive to intrigues and politics.
Especially for a noble-born pleasure demon like Gramir, who has grown up in a palace on the fourth level since he was a child. He has seen too many series of incredible conspiracies and conspiracies. There is no way he can do it until the last moment. Learn who is really behind the scenes.
So when she realized that this might involve the biggest secret about Baator Hell, her whole body became excited. Even her waist twisted even more than usual when she walked, looking full of temptation.
Because this means that she has stood at the top of the devil's power pyramid, and even knows more than the lords at other levels.
......
At the same time, far away in Marchemburg on the last level of hell, Asmodeus was pouring a bottle of wine into two glasses. Then he handed one of the cups to Zuo Si, who was close at hand.
“Here, try it, this is the most extreme taste of evil.
Thanks to you for collecting a large number of high quality evil souls from another universe.
Otherwise it would be impossible to brew soul wine of this quality.
And I think you should be able to taste the beauty of it now, right? ”
While saying these words, Hell looked at Zuo Si with meaningful eyes, as if he had seen through the body the evil heart hidden in the soul.
It is the crystallization of evil condensed by mortals, and it is also the most extensive, representative and universally valuable definition of evil.
Moreover, Zuo Si also abstracted it into a concept and combined it with his own power.
With such a powerful force, even the Lord of Hell, who has been blessed by the will of the plane, can't help but feel threatened.
Because if Zuo Si is willing, he can separate the powerful ninth level from Baator Hell at any time to form an independent outer plane.
In other words, he changed from being attached to hell to a truly equal partnership.
Even Asmodeus must talk to him in a tone of discussion rather than a tone of command.
"Thank you."
Zuo Si raised his glass with a smile, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
When the evil thoughts, memories and pain entered his body along with the wine, he immediately felt an unprecedented beauty, as if a piece of beautiful music sounded in his mind.
At this moment, he finally understood why both demons and demons like to use sinful souls to brew wine.
Only when you are completely integrated into evil and understand evil can you taste the taste that contains the essence of evil.
Asmodeus also drank a gulp, then put down the empty cup and said in a slightly emotional tone: "My young friend, your growth rate is really far beyond my expectation. Although I have known it for a long time. You will have such a day sooner or later, but you don't expect this day to come so soon."
"Don't worry, I have no intention of leaving Baator Hell, at least not yet, so our cooperation can still continue. Go down. And you still owe me an answer, don't you?"
Zuo Si asked meaningfully.
"Hahahaha! Yes, I still owe you an answer. Come on, the answer will be revealed when the time goes well."
Asmodeus laughed and raised his hand. Snap your fingers.
Snap!
With the crisp sound, the scenery in front of the two people changed instantly, directly from inside the Marchemburg to the sky above a huge and bottomless canyon.
Looking down, you can clearly see densely packed demons flying around the cliffs of the pit. Among them, the number of pit demons alone is greater than that of the entire Baator Hell. The total of the layers added together is unknown many times more.
As for other demons, they are constantly surging like a tide, seeming to be constantly cleaning up the black and filthy blood emerging from the depths of the canyon.
Every once in a while, a large number of devils will be born from this filthy blood, as if they are endless.
There is no doubt that in terms of the number of devils gathered here and the speed of their birth, the number of soldiers in Baator Hell is not much less than that of the Bottomless Abyss.
The reason why the demons kept beating them in the previous bloody battles was not that the demons could not beat them, but that the Lord of Hell hid more than 80% of his troops to deliberately show weakness to the enemy.
In this way, in order to prevent this eternal war between the chaotic and lawful camps from ending in the victory of the abyss demon, other lawful camps must help the devil at critical moments no matter the cost.
When the time comes, fewer devils will die, and more of those who are lawful neutral and lawful good will naturally die.
Inside and out, Asmodeus simultaneously weakened his enemies in both the chaotic and good camps.
His scheming and scheming make him the only master of strategy in the universe.
"Is this the legendary coiled snake? The forbidden area in the forbidden area of Bator Hell?" Zuo Si asked with interest, staring at the terrifying scene below.
"That's right! This is the giant snake coiled with countless rumors. How about it, I think with your IQ you should already know what I want to do, right?"
A A half-smiling expression appeared on Smodeers' face.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, I think I have an idea. Your goal is to reverse the eternal bloody battle between order and chaos, and then transform it into a war between evil and good. Right?”
"Smart!
You are indeed the most compatible person with me. In fact, a long time ago, I realized that the outbreak of the bloody war was actually a conspiracy. It was an attempt by those self-proclaimed kind-hearted people to make things worse. We have been plotting revenge after we killed each other with the demons.
It is a pity that the chaotic nature of the demons means that they cannot control themselves at all, let alone achieve a long-term solution.
So I can only maintain this war in the lowest possible way.
As for these troops, they are all prepared for launching an expedition to the upper plane.
Because once I reach a short-term agreement with those abyss lords, we will join forces to launch an attack on the good camp's nests, including Seventh Heaven Mountain.
Then they will have to get involved in this war whether they want to or not.
At that time, the bloody battle representing the conflict between chaos and order will naturally end, and the eternal war symbolizing the conflict between good and evil will begin. ”
Asmodeus did not hide anything and bluntly stated his ultimate plan.
It is not difficult to see from the red glowing eyes how angry and annoyed he was about the devil being plotted back then.
Because he, who is the best at conspiracy, was actually plotted against by the kind-hearted gods who looked down on him the most.
What a shame!
How ridiculous!
Although the gods who participated in it all chose to keep it secret from the outside world, no one knew that the origin of the bloody battle was actually a carefully designed trap.
But for the Lord of Hell, this is still a naked humiliation.
Every time he saw reports from the bloody battle front, he would have strong anger and desire for revenge in his heart.
Unfortunately, he could not find any chance to break the situation before.
Because the bloody battle lasted too long and the scale was too huge.
Anyone who has studied classical mechanics knows that the greater the mass of an object, the more amazing the inertia it will form when it moves.
The same principle applies to bloody battles.
In the long war, the devils even formed a complete chain of interests around this. Other planes and camps were not willing to see this war end, and let the devils and devils take action. You can invade other planes.
So even if Asmodeus wanted to end the bloody war, he would not be able to fight against such terrifying resistance.
But the emergence of Zuo Si changed this situation.
In particular, the balance of power between devils and demons on the front line of the bloody battle has changed, making the demons who were originally very interested in the bloody battle begin to get tired of this eternal war.
Because they can no longer rely on overwhelming numerical superiority to defeat their well-disciplined enemies as before.
This means that the opportunity is ripe to reach an armistice agreement with the Abyss Lord.
You can even join forces with them to invade the lairs of those good camps and make them who like to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers pay a bloody price.
“Okay, I think I understand what you mean.
But what does this have to do with me?
You should know that I am not strictly a person who hates and is hostile to the good camp.
I never thought that they should be completely eliminated.
This is your war, your plan. I will not interfere too much, but I will not join it either. ”
After thinking for a moment, Zuo Si quickly expressed his attitude.
Because in his opinion, whether it is a bloody battle between order and chaos, or an eternal war between good and evil, it is essentially the same. There is no difference and no result is possible
As long as the inner plane, which maintains neutrality and balance, remains, once the outer plane becomes unbalanced, it will inevitably trigger interference from the elemental plane.
At that time, whether it is the devil of the abyss or the devil of hell, he will have to retreat to his lair in despair to lick his wounds.
This was already proven when the Abyss set off a war that swept across the entire universe.
Asmodeus smiled and shook his head and explained: "No, you misunderstood me.
I am not extending an invitation to you, but telling you Let me prepare you mentally for what you and I will do next.
Because when I go out in force, I hope you can sit back and avoid being attacked by enemies from other planes. "
"Sit in the rear?
There is nothing wrong with this.
Because I will declare that the ninth level will remain neutral after the war breaks out.
If there is any blind guy who wants to invade hell, I don't mind sending an army to give them some color. ”
Zuo Si agreed very simply.
He knew that the Lord of Hell meant to guard the entrance from the ninth floor to the last floor to ensure that no one could approach the giant snake.
Because hidden in that bottomless pit is a behemoth with terrifying vitality and extremely evil.
If nothing unexpected happens, this is the true form of Asmodeus.
As for what its true form is, it is still unknown.
Zuo Si couldn't ask or pry, as that would cause him to completely fall out with the other person.
“That’s enough!
I wish us a happy cooperation!
When the devil army of Baator Hell invades the Seventh Heaven Mountain, the whole universe will be shocked. trembling.
Evil beings like you and me will also receive huge gifts from the will of the plane and the evil force.
And this is an opportunity, but also a revenge.
I will make those former enemies cry out in pain and despair. ”
As he spoke, Asmodeus’s eyes flashed with creepy malice.
Obviously, compared to the old enemy demon who had been fighting bloody battles for countless years, He hates the gods of the good camp on the Seven Heavens Mountain even more. But whether this is due to the nature of the evil camp or what happened to those gods and heavenly creatures before is unknown.
"Then when do you plan to take action?" Zuo Si probed calmly.
Asmodeus pursed his lips and replied meaningfully: "Soon!
Because I have been waiting for this day for too long.
As long as those abyss Once the lord signs the truce and turns around to attack, I will release the true power of Baator Hell to the entire universe.
Besides, I'm a little curious. With your personality, you shouldn't be honest. Just stay and do nothing?”
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, I will soon start a spark war to determine my own destiny in another time and space. I don't have much time and energy to worry about other things for the time being."
"Oh? Are you ready?"
Asmodeus stared at the location on the opponent's chest where the planeswalker's spark was stored.
He obviously knew something about this plan.
"Well, yes. I have almost all the keys to victory now, except for the last few puzzle pieces."
As he spoke, Zuo Si's body began to change rapidly, until he completely transformed into a multi-headed dragon.
It's just that he is different from the slightly inconsistent image before. Now he has completely integrated several heads of different colors into one. There is no longer any color distinction, but a single color reflects A black-red light symbolizes evil.
When the viewing angle changes, the scales on the body will also change color.
This means that the enemy can no longer judge the shape and power of the spit by the color and size of the dragon's head.
Not only that!
The evil heart also unifies all powers and divine powers in perfect harmony, presenting a state of harmony and perfection.
“Ah! This is so beautiful! My young friend, if you were still an uncut raw gem when I first met you, you are now a radiant gem. Wearing dazzling jewels.”
The Lord of Hell exclaimed in admiration with his eyes shining.
"Thank you for your compliment. If you don't mind, I will resign first. Because the less I know about the next thing, the better."
After saying this, Zuo Si returned to his human form, put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then activated the Planeswalker Spark and left this forbidden place in Baator Hell.
Looking at the place where he disappeared, Asmodeus took a while before he chuckled and whispered: "You actually chose neutrality? What a cunning young man. If only Gracia had such a brain. Okay, I don’t need to work hard to balance the conflicts among the lords at all levels.”
“Master, are you sure you want to let Lord Soth go like this?”
Ma, the chief steward of the Lord of Hell. Tinault suddenly appeared out of thin air, his tone clearly revealing strong unwillingness and anger.
Because in his opinion, Zuo Si had obviously crossed the line, and no longer had the respect he had before. Instead, he seemed to be talking to his master on an equal footing.
In the eyes of the devil, this is simply treason and betrayal.
"Otherwise, what else can we do?
You have to understand that he has now escaped the shackles of Baator Hell and has risen to another level, a position that is almost equal to mine.
Especially It's that evil heart that has almost endless potential.
Coupled with the ability of the planeswalker, it can even include a wider multiverse.
It is impossible to make enemies with such people. Unwise.
What's more, didn't he promise to help me guard hell?
That way we can all come together to wage this war between good and evil.
Remember, my steward, never easily offend those friends who are powerful and friendly to us.
Because doing so won't achieve anything except creating a terrifying and troublesome enemy.
Okay, now let’s make the final preparations for this war.
This time I want to see the entire Seventh Heaven Mountain covered with corpses and rivers of blood! ”
As the last word blurted out, Asmodeus suddenly opened his arms and made a grasping motion with both hands.
“As you wish, the Supreme Being. Lord of Hell. ”
Martinot lowered his head deeply to show his most humble side.
But if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are flashing with excitement, anticipation and enthusiasm.
...
On the other side, in the Ser Empire in the east of Faerun, the war between the chief red-robed mages has also completely entered a fever pitch.
Although Zuo Si himself did not interfere too much in this mortal war, he just allowed the important ministers of the West Coast Empire to do whatever they wanted, and treated all the talisman masters who were entangled in the talisman as spies. passed.
But the situation has developed out of control in a very short period of time.
Especially Sazhastan, who was originally confident, only to find out during the fight that he could not win an overwhelming advantage. Instead, he fell into an endless tug-of-war and tough battle.
He purchased weapons from the West Coast Empire, and other factions in the parliament also spent money and purchased weapons desperately.
As a result, the civil war that was supposed to last for hundreds of years was already devastated just a few years after it broke out.
More than half of the people in Cyril rushed to flee their homes, either by boat, or by regular airships, and all went to settle in the west coast empire.
This undoubtedly greatly alleviated the population shortage of a new empire with a huge territory.
In particular, a large number of mages and warlocks who were tired of constant internal fighting and killing each other were quickly absorbed into the empire's magic system and became one of them. Many of the unique secrets of the original red-robed mages also spread. open.
As for the large number of slaves that existed in Ser, they were also packaged and sold to the West Coast Empire in exchange for more useful undead, constructs, and wands and scrolls that could summon alien creatures.
Because the slave's fighting ability is so poor, and it is so troublesome to "eat" and "rest". He will lie on the ground and moan with a slight loss of arms and legs. At the same time, it is very easy to collapse and die. Wherever there are armies of undead, constructs, and alien creatures that are useful.
It must be said that in terms of inhumanity and inhumanity, the top management of the Red Robe Mage never disappoints.
In this way, as the most populous country in the East, in just a few years, there were basically no living people in the entire country.
In its place are countless undead purchased and raised from the grave, as well as constructs that are constantly being tinkered with.
In order to meet the requirements of these high-quality customers for cheapness, large quantities, obedience, and easy control, the Arcane Society has set up a research group to help the red-robed mages develop better-use soldiers and war machines.
As a result, an extremely strange and heart-rending situation appeared on Serge's battlefield.
That is, both the Sazastan and the parliamentary armies can only purchase and use soldiers, weapons and equipment provided by the West Coast Empire.
Because all their strength and resources are used in war, there is no extra time and energy to study other things.
If you don’t buy it, you will be crushed by the advanced weapons and equipment, new structures and undead soldiers purchased by the opponent.
But the problem is that even if you buy it, the West Coast Empire will upgrade, eliminate and introduce new ones every once in a while.
So in order not to be beaten on the battlefield, I can only continue to buy.
Over the past few years, the whole of Ser has almost emptied all its wealth, and the major mines and agricultural areas are operating at full capacity, just to exchange for more money to continue to buy things provided by the West Coast Empire.
In order to increase production capacity, they even used undead and constructs specially modified by the West Coast Empire for mining and farming.
Agricultural and mineral production have even reached efficiencies that cannot be achieved even in the era of large-scale industrialization on earth.
Many mountain forests have been cut down, and many forests and mountains have turned into bare loess and show signs of desertification.
Obviously, the damage caused by magic war to the environment is not much less destructive than the war caused by thermal weapons, but on the contrary, it is even greater.
Many nature gods even find believers to go to Ser to launch jihad to protect those forests and animals.
But unfortunately, in the face of the iron fist of the red-robed mage, not even one of these radical environmentalists who are most capable of causing trouble survived.
Basically either killed on the spot, or transformed into the undead form they hated most, and forced to work for the evil red-robed mage.
"Oh my god! Is this...is this really the wealthy Ser?"
A businessman who had just stepped off the airship was stunned to see the devastation, collapsed houses, ruins and undead everywhere. In the biological city, everyone was stunned.
Another fat businessman walking next to him smiled and asked: "This is your first time here since the war started, right?"
The former nodded quickly: "Yes. , the last time I came here was ten years ago, the streets here were very prosperous, and dignitaries with a large number of servants and slaves could often be seen in the market."
"No wonder. >
The Serge in your memory has long since ceased to exist, and may never be recovered in the future.
Because there are not many living people left in this country.
I heard that in order to gain population, the red-robed mages are planning to open a door to another dimension to plunder populations from other continents or planes.
And they are very dependent on us and have even become our vassals economically.
See those guys with those flattering smiles?
When have you ever seen an arrogant red-robed mage treat us businessmen so well before? "
When he said these words, a trace of pride and pride appeared on the fat businessman's face.
He understood that the reason why the other party valued him so much was entirely because of this The business group carries the label of "West Coast Empire".
Even the red-robed mage has to lower his proud head when asked for help.
Not only. Ser and the rest of the entire Faerûn continent have basically surrendered to the economic hegemony of the empire.
There is no need to start a war, let alone deploy a single soldier.
Most of the time, as long as a trade embargo and economic sanctions are imposed on a disobedient region, the people living in that region will spontaneously riot.
Without this giant trade network that covers Faerûn and even extends to several other continents, not only are they unable to buy many daily necessities, but the things they produce will also be overstocked and unsold.
This kind of double blow of dimensionality reduction is simply not something that city-states and regions that don’t even have countries can bear.
So they had no choice but to surrender.
Under this kind of economic hegemony, merchants from the West Coast Empire were bound to receive respect and preferential treatment wherever they went.
After all, offending them means very serious consequences.
Although Zuo Si has been attacking and dismantling the big merchant families, the merchants are the group that supports and loves the emperor the most.