Outside the elven camp, dozens of miles away.It's a makeshift camp, not big, but it's packed with people.There are about three waves of people here, the most of them are dressed as mercenaries, their dirty faces and messy hair are basically their standard equipment, and the weapons are also varied, swords, war hammers, axes, shields, and flails are all used, giving people a rabble feeling at a glance.But most of their eyes were crazy and bloodthirsty, like hungry wolves, and their eyes were full of ferocity.They existed in groups, dozens or hundreds, all of them with weapons and crossbows in their hands.Externally, but also internally, there seems to be a deep hatred between groups, and one bad thing is that blood is splashed on the spot.In fact, as a team of slave catchers, they usually meet to the death, and it is common for one or two elven slaves to fight each other's lives.But they can be here, and they are standing here, and naturally there is a force that they can't resist, so they keep quiet.In the other wave, in the middle of the camp, an ancient castle that looked like it was some years old was standing there.It is strange that there are castles in this wild place, not to mention that there are not many normal humans in the castles, but there are patrolling skeletons, zombies standing guard, gargoyles crouching everywhere like guards, and cleaning ghosts wandering around.Well, this castle, which should be eerie, is a bit lively because of the activity of these necromantic creatures.In the entire camp, the most special thing is the dozens of people standing outside the gate of the ancient castle, all of them are wearing robes and hoods, and the whole person is hidden in the shadow of the ancient castle, as if it is very inconspicuous.But no one could ignore them, even the gargoyles crouching on the stone platform and dressed as sculptures, unconsciously squinted their eyes and stared at the group of people, as if they were afraid that they would do something excessive.Of course, this can't be blamed on them, in the Wharton plane, spellcasters are already scarce, and the established caster team is even rarer, and these dozens of spellcasters are gathered together, no matter where they are placed, it is enough to attract everyone's attention.Of course, at this time, the three forces seemed very quiet, quietly waiting for the results of their boss's negotiations.In the castle, a lich with a crimson flame burning in his hollow eye sockets was welcoming his guests."
Come, come, sit down, taste the ghost tea I specially cultivated, refresh your mind, stabilize your soul, but it's a rare good thing, ordinary people are not qualified to taste it."
As he spoke, the lich carried a pitch-black kettle, poured the green viscous juice into three cups that seemed to be polished from a skull, and the stingy one poured only half a cup, and pushed two of them to his guests.The small round table made three people, except for the lich, the rest were human.Among the two people, one of them was tall and slender, wearing black leather armor with intricate magic patterns carved on it, and an unsheathed long sword hanging from his waist, the blade was slightly curved, covered with strange cloud patterns, and there was a trace of thunder flickering and jumping, which was not ordinary at first glance.He looked at the tea that was pushed in front of him, well, like something with more venom than tea, his brows furrowed, his handsome face was still expressionless, but he picked it up, did not rush to taste it, but put it under his nose and sniffed.A foul smell rushed into his brain, making his expression even more ugly.The other person didn't seem to have so many scruples, picked up the bone cup, kept looking at it with curiosity in his eyes, and said: "Is this the ghost tea that is made of the powder ground from bones as the soil, the ghost spirits of human beings who died tragically as nourishment, and then supplemented by a special secret method to refine the ghost tea?"
Legend has it that the crown of the deceased likes to wait in his castle for the brave to come to challenge, and then the crown will invite them to drink a cup of ghost tea.Well, I remember that there was an ancient book that recorded that it seemed that all those who drank it died?
”The man who spoke was also a spellcaster, dressed in a red robe and looked sassy and conspicuous, his age was difficult to identify, you said he was young, but his hair and sideburns already had silver threads, you said he was old, but his skin was as smooth as a baby, and he had a pair of eyes, bright and pure, like a child who did not know anything about the world.The lich laughed happily and rattled against each other, "Can I tell that I wrote that book?"
At some point, I devoted myself to promoting my horrific image, and after thinking about it, in addition to creating horrific killings, propaganda was also a very important part, so I wrote many books on my own?
”"Writing a book?
What does Victor mean, you made it up?
”"It's not good to deceive people, so a lot of them are my own memories!
Oh, and there are some of them that suddenly have a good idea when they write it, and then, after writing it, I don't think I can lie to anyone.So, I found another place to fill in the stories in those books. ”Saying this, the deceased Victor took the lead in drinking the ghost tea in his cup, he was a lich, originally a skeleton, without a body, and naturally without a sense of taste.But under this cup of tea, he actually made a gesture of enjoyment, visible to the naked eye, the frost crawled all over his robes and exposed skeletons in an instant, and the chill quickly spread and spread.But as the violent magic power around him fluctuated, rolling, and suppressing, the frost shattered and disappeared little by little, but the soul fire in his eyes became a little more vigorous."
Won't you taste the red-robed sage Rui Geng from the war country, and the thunder blade Eduardo Fiero from the craft city of Gonde?
After tasting, as long as we are alive, we can talk about the follow-up cooperation.Otherwise, if you can't even drink a cup of tea, who are you qualified to discuss cooperation with me?
”This was said very unkindly, concealed by the enthusiasm of this lich, it was obviously a real rebellious face, but neither the red-robed sage nor the Thunder Blade showed much anger.Yes, they are also legends, not the kind of parallel legends.However, there is no way, this old thing in front of me is really an old monster that survived the last era, it is said that it was once the most trusted messenger of the Lich God, and now one of the strongest foundations of the City of Vengeance.The main thing is that he has lived so long that no one knows how many hole cards he has, and no one knows how to kill him.Frowning, Thunderblade Eduardo was the first to drink this cup of tea, the green liquid entered his throat, the taste was very bad, and the extreme cold seemed to freeze him.But in his body, the power of thunder was also released without hesitation, and in the crackling sound, the restless thunder directly and the spreading frost were stalemate for a while, but finally shattered the frost.Until everything faded, Edward's eyes were opened, his eyes were extremely bright, and he spoke for the first time: "It's really good tea, this thing is rare." ”The lich laughed again: "Of course, I took it out, and it was naturally a good thing." ”At this time, the red-robed spellcaster Rui Geng also had to take action, and he made a lot of preparations, at least superimposing more than a dozen spell buffs on himself, and then drank it in one gulp.The cold and the magic in his body lasted longer than Edward's, no way, as a spellcaster, he couldn't compare the physical strength of a warrior, but when it was all over, he actually gained more benefits.At least, when he opened his eyes, he showed great interest in the ghost tea.But Victor the Lich brought the conversation back to the right track, spinning the teacup in his hand and saying, "It's a good thing, but a good thing has to be strong enough to enjoy it."
This is like the current Silver Moon Elf clan, they keep too many good things, but they don't have enough strength to protect them, so we can naturally share and eat them.You drink my ghost tea, and you are qualified to cooperate with me.So, I mean the three of us combined, we concentrated our forces on breaking through the camp, and then we each took what we needed.Do you have any comments on this?
”Thunderblade Eduardo nodded slightly: "In principle, I have no opinion."
The red-robed spellcaster Rui Geng also smiled and said, "I can also have no opinion, but what should I say about this to take what you need?"
We can't wait for the breakthrough to start a chaotic fight, right?
”"That's the next issue, spoils."
The lich had apparently already figured it out: "You know, I've lived for a long time, I've lived for a long time, I can always collect a lot of good things, I have my own castle, I have a large group of minions, I have my own half-plane, and now I lack a mage tower."
Although this elven mage tower doesn't match my attributes, can it be transformed later?
So, I want this spell tower, you, well, do you have any opinions?
”As soon as these words came out, the face of the red-robed spellcaster Rui Geng couldn't help but jump wildly, for the spellcaster, no one could not care less about this mage tower.However, Thunderblade Eduardo nodded indifferently, he was a warrior, so naturally there was no need to fight with the two of them for this mage tower, but his tone was not small: "You also know that what my craft city Gunde desires most is the skill of the elves."
So, I need all the elven captives, they will be the best slaves and craftsmen in my craft city. ”The lich objected: "That's not good, I can't give it all to you, those high-level and above spellcasters have to leave some for me, and I hope to learn more about the specific situation of the mage tower from them!"
”"The face of the crown still has to be given, five places!""
Twenty, don't worry, I only need those spellcasters, and the others won't move.""
That'll do fine."
The two of them talked about everything, and then looked at the red-robed spellcaster, their eyes focused and unified.This time, the red-robed Sage Rui Geng was under pressure, he squinted slightly, and said decisively: "Since His Majesty Victor wants the Mage Tower, I can't win people's love, but I want the complete magic inheritance of the elf clan, you know, I am going to open a magic academy in the war country, and I must fill the library with some materials and ancient books."
In addition, the construction drawings of this elven mage tower must be given to me, especially some knowledge of the elemental plane link, which is absolutely indispensable.Also, I also need twenty elven spellcasters, all of whom have participated in the construction of the mage tower. ”The meaning of the red-robed sage is obvious, since he can't get the mage tower, then retreat to the next best, get all the information, and then build it himself.Eduardo frowned: "Twenty is too many, five at most!"
”"Twenty people, no one is missing, this is the bottom line."
The red-robed Sage said this, and then looked at the lich: "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
”"Of course I think so."
This is to give other people's things as gifts, and the lich naturally has no opinion: this time, it was Eduardo of the Thunder Blade who felt the pressure, and he felt the attention of the two spellcasters, and cursed in his heart, but he had to say, "Then so be it." ”At this point, the distribution of the spoils is over, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it cleanly, and the lich rattled a few more times, and said, "As for the contract, I don't think anyone wants to sign it with me, so let's get rid of it."
This is a verbal agreement, you can abide by it or not, then after the elf camp is broken, all means are also possible, I welcome it at any time.However, I also have to mention here that there are not only three of us who are here this time, if we don't want to get nothing and go home empty-handed, then at least when it comes to the outside world, we have to be consistent.Otherwise, if we exert the most strength, but we are picked up by outsiders, we will lose our face. ”"Yes.""
Understood."
It seems that because of the smooth negotiations, this time, even the lich was very happy, and this joy, he refilled another cup of ghost tea for the two of them, a little more than the previous one.It's just that after pouring it, he felt a little distressed, and quickly put the kettle back in its place, and said with a dry smile: "Since this is the case, then, it is the last topic of this gathering, how to take down the elf camp?"
”After a pause, he added, "I'll tell you first, that old guy Agudi is dead, and it will take seven days for his soul imprint in the Elven Mage Tower to dissipate, and it should take some time for other spellcasters to connect."
Well, I can't estimate the specific time of this point, but during this period, the Elven Mage Tower is in a state of no owner, and the power it can exert is greatly reduced, and counting the lack of reserve elemental power, this is the best time for us to break through the camp.My plan is to launch harassing attacks in the next few days, so that they are exhausted and take care of themselves, and also consume the elemental reserves of the Mage Tower.On the seventh day, we will arrange for our men to feint from three directions, mobilize their forces to gather support, and when there is a hole in their defensive line, we will take action and directly destroy the city wall and attack it.Of course, this is actually the easiest, but the difficult thing is that after that, we have to control the elven dogs before they can jump over the wall and destroy the mage tower and those precious materials.It depends on our means. ”I have to say that as an old guy who has lived for an unknown number of years, the Lich seems to be not low even if he is capable of dominating the battlefield, and the arrangement is well organized.The red-robed sage and the Thunder Blade glanced at each other, neither of them tried to find a loophole in this arrangement, but, after thinking about it, Thunder Blade Eduardo still frowned and said, "Your Majesty, there is no problem with your arrangement, but our troops don't seem to be enough.There are basically two groups of warriors under my command now, one is from Gonde in batches, they are disguised as slave hunters, and there are not many of them.The other part is the original slave catcher team that was recruited, to be honest, there are some of them, and the combat power is also good, but the large-scale legion has no combat experience and cooperation, and it can only be regarded as a rabble.And Gunde is too far away from here, I want to transfer troops here, and seven days is not enough!
”But the lich said: "Don't worry, I have already arranged for a legion to come from the city of revenge, and you also know that since the last war, there are not many other legions in the city of revenge, but there are enough legions." ”The red-robed mage Rui Geng also said: "There is a war legion that is very close to here, in order to guard against the devil, I can also transfer it, seven days, enough." ”Well, this time, the problem of strength is solved, but Thunder Blade is unhappy, they are not his descendants, and they feel that they are in a weak position.However, the other two didn't care about his mood, and the lich took another sip of ghost tea and made a final decision: "In that case, then the battle meeting to divide the elves is over, and tomorrow, let's start."
Quack quack, after this time, my collection is several times more, and I don't know if my old fellows will be envious and jealous when they know that I have the Mage Tower!
”At this point, the negotiations are over, and the three legends naturally leave.The Lich Victor is truly terrifying, he first recited a spell, cast a spell, and a teleportation light descended, directly teleporting the castle and himself.In the Wharton plane, magic is still in a relatively primitive stage, and the kind of high-level spells that can directly explore and hook up the space debris of the outer plane have not yet appeared.Therefore, this plane is not without space equipment, or half-plane or the like, but it must be a caster above the legend and proficient in space spells, personally go outside the plane, like buying a lottery ticket to try their luck.As a result, the rarity of such items can be imagined.But the lich Victor is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, and as soon as he made a move, he directly used the means of half-plane teleportation, which invisibly highlighted the force.The red-robed sage expressed his envy, but there were some things that he couldn't envy, he pouted, and finally led dozens of spellcasters to directly come to a large-scale flying spell, which disappeared in an instant after rising into the sky.The most bitter thing is the Thunder Blade Edward, even as a legend, he can only stand on the ground and listen to the praise of his subordinates, with a expressionless face.Then, leading a group of rabble, find another place to set up camp.After a few moments, it was already quiet, as if no one had been there except for the trampled flowers and plants, but with the passing of Agudi, the situation outside the forest had changed.