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"Enough, Kelben-Black Rod."

In the dispute with almost no conclusion, the demigod Lich Sazastan-Tam couldn't bear it anymore, and then slapped the table with his palm, interrupting the war of words and martial arts competition among the spellcasters .

"Are you here to hinder you or to make trouble."

In the eye sockets of the demilich, the golden fire of divinity burned in the distance, bringing a strong sense of oppression to everyone present.

In an instant, colorful magical auras shone on the bodies of many spellcasters present, resisting the oppressive force unintentionally emitted by the demigod lich.

Chapter 280 Crowd

A long time ago, in human society, there has been a secret organization called Harpers active.

This is a legal, secretive organization with a complex composition of personnel. In most cases, it rarely gets involved in the politics of each kingdom, but it maintains a focus on the politics of each region.

This organization takes balance as its main concept, and is committed to eliminating all 'possible' threats and 'potential' threats in the bud, or killing the individual who caused the threat.

They are undoubtedly one of the few associations with strong executive and organizational capabilities in a semi-feudal and semi-slavery society.

Most of their behavior and judgment methods are as follows:

A powerful politician who wanted to centralize power appeared in a certain city-state, which posed a major threat to the 'balance' and 'peace' of the city-state and surrounding forces-the assassination of the powerful politician.

A kingdom that has been divided for a long time has a wise king who is expected to unify, but this will lead to many wars in the process of unification, breaking the "balance" and "peace" of the kingdom in the divided state-put the king And his whole family was assassinated.

A certain territory ushered in a powerful lord, but this territory was originally secretly controlled by a group of businessmen who had financial contacts with the Harpist. After this lord came to power, he planned to control the illegal business activities in the territory, but it would cause the Harpist’s funds to be broken— —Need to say?Kill the lord, and help his relatives or distant cousins ​​who are obedient go up.

...To sum up, the Harpers are really a powerful organization dedicated to 'world peace'.

I just don’t know why in this organization, the goddess of magic, the goddess of ranger, and the goddess of silver moon are the bitches who have the most beliefs?And Cyric, the majestic prince of lies and master of murder, failed to gain the faith of the members of this organization?

Well, for many scholars in the Federation, this is a topic that is difficult to explain and is still under debate.

After all, no matter how you look at it, the Harper's behavior and almost chaotic goals should be inclined towards the evil god Cyric of the chaotic evil camp.At least from the point of view of their solution, they are also inclined to the god of killing Baal, but the Harpist is the enemy of the evil camp gods like Cyric and Baal from the beginning to the end.

One of the few guesses at present is that the gods of the evil camp such as Cyric and Baal are incompetent. This kind of terrorist organization has been mastered by their enemies, and their priesthood has been blinded in vain.

Although this terrorist organization has been on the verge of collapse by the Federation over the years, it has disappeared for a long time.

However, the old antiques and old fritters present were all shrewd to death, or they had suffered from the harpist more than once hundreds of years ago.

Everyone is well aware of Harpist's chaotic logical thinking.

And Kelben-Black Rod is one of the founders of the Harper, a terrorist organization that has almost disappeared.

After he objected one after another, they all returned to their senses.

With the curse of Sazastan-Tam and the oppressive power released by the demilich's anger, the spellcasters who are the lowest around are all archmage level, while lighting up the colorful defensive spells on their bodies, at a low level Due to the pressure brought by Sazastan, while picking up the staff weighing tens of kilograms in his hand, he watched the Kelben-Black Staff who was constantly stirring up shit.

"Kelben Black Rod, you idiot, idiot, bastard..." Sarzastan cursed angrily.

For a lich, and a demilicch at that, to show violent mood swings, Kelben-Black Staff is undoubtedly a successful person.

But this successful man, amidst the undisguised hostility of the demilich and the glaring gazes of many spellcasters, wisely chose to take a step back, with the silver Mystra fire ignited in his eyes, showing a 'Believe it or not I'll show you Anhura Abak anytime, anywhere' emoji.

Considering the chaotic rampage of magical energy that would be brought about by the Mystra attack on the street, and the premise that the Harpist had pulled people to death together, and it is uncertain how powerful the Mystra fire inherited by Kelben-Black Rod will be when it is detonated .

A group of casters who were staring at each other put down their dozens of kilograms of staffs one after another.

"Kelben-Hei Zhang, either keep your mouth shut, or shut up." Sazastan stared at the silver fire in Hei Zhang's eyes fearfully for a while, and then cursed loudly. "Don't bring your shitty harper ideas here, what do you think we're doing? You cuckold pick-up guy, just roll quietly into the corner."

"you."

"What are you, you idiot, have you forgotten? Basically, 90.00% of the people here are against you or the Harper, and the remaining ten percent are against the Harper. Don't you want to get nervous and fight us? One game? If yes, I will accompany you."

Kelben-Heizhang's face became extremely ugly, but when he was about to explode, he was glared angrily by the crowd, and shut his mouth embarrassingly.

After dealing with a super shit stirrer, the villains re-entered round after round of fierce brawls.

Then, once again caught in an endless cycle.

Everyone here wants to get the maximum benefit, but is unwilling to pay the maximum, and even everyone has their own little calculations.

Even if the goal is to open the door of the astral world and bring back the lost gods.

But speaking of it, Kelben is the only one who really wants to serve the gods, and the rest are more interested in attracting these gods back and triggering a war between them and the Federation.

There are even very few who want to take advantage of this opportunity to slaughter a few gods and rob them of divine power and divinity.

Therefore, these scheming old yinbis are not willing to make concessions on their own interests, and they keep trying to get others to make concessions.

So, after a long stalemate, Sazastan, the initiator, slapped the table again and roared angrily.

"Okay, okay, a bunch of bastards, let's do it like this," the demilich screamed. "Anyway, we all have our own plans, so let's go up together, regardless of the front and back, and no one is behind, and go up together. If you succeed, you can figure it out. If you fail, you can find a way to escape. If you can't escape, stay and wait for death. , do you have any doubts?"

The villains who participated in the meeting looked at each other, and after discussing in low voices, they had to admit that Sarzastan's statement was the best solution.

Not long after, everyone signed their real names on a magic contract that had been drafted, and after agreeing on the time to do it, the gathering that lasted for two months ended hastily.

Although magic contracts are like toilet paper to everyone present, some of them are violated by methods, so it doesn't matter even if they are signed with their real names.

Chapter 281 Plan 'B'

As a group of villain bosses with identities, status, diplomas, and a certain number of years, what will they do after discussing the plan?Anyway, it's not that after the meeting is over, you can't wait to launch an attack. People who are so reckless are not called Faye, Shabi, or Diosi Warrior.

Let me ask: What is the first step for a group of legendary Mages to gather together to cause trouble?

Of course, it is to prepare a set of backup plans that belong to oneself, and prepare to stab one's own knife depending on the situation.

Nonsense, if you don’t stab your own people, is it possible to prepare a plan B and fight with federal reinforcements to kill you?Please, although the various forces in the federation are fighting among themselves, they have always been of the same opinion when it comes to the comparisons against them.

Once they have the guts to stay and fight to their heart's content, the Federation would definitely not mind pulling out dozens of legendary lineups to wipe them out as dungeon bosses.

So, the following is the scene where these old yinbis are preparing for plan B:

...the dividing line for the red-robed mage...

As a once-strong group, the red-robed Torres who were tyrannical and cool in the main material world, although these years have been a bit miserable, the core chiefs are still doing well.

As the initiators of the plan, the red-robed chiefs naturally wouldn't put their expectations on the other old Yinbi.

Even in theory, they paid the most in this action plan, and even created a powerful replica of the bald man.

From the looks of it, the red-robed chief is a bully and pure man, ready to drive up to the high ground and overturn the crystal on the opposite side.

But in fact--

"Sure enough, even if I have absorbed the divinity of this idiot, Visharron, and I can barely analyze divine power, it's still too much effort to create a complete 'Twilight of the Gods'."

Standing outside the training tank, looking at the bald man who was sealed in the large crystal, the demigod Lich Sazastan-Tam sighed in a bleak tone.

"Yafilo, how much time is left?"

As the red-robed chief of the School of Prophecy, Yafilo, who has also transformed into a lich, replied in a hoarse voice unique to liches. "Only one month left."

"One month?" Sazastan nodded slightly. "It's quite rare for an immature replica to last for so long. Just let him go to the battlefield."

"Can it work?" Another red-robed chief asked.

"Not sure," Sazastan replied. "In other words, it's normal if it doesn't work. It's really 'Twilight of the Gods'. We've been torn apart long ago."

"It makes sense, but Sazastan, you probably don't really intend to let those gods return." Another red-robed chief asked. "You don't look like you have faith."

"Of course, among us, who would believe the slogan of welcoming the return of the gods?" Sazastan laughed in a low voice. "Hahahahaha, oh no, I forgot, some idiot who wears a cuckold and can't forget about mother-daughter or sorority parties, will believe that slogan."

This joke immediately made several red-robed chiefs burst into laughter.

"Okay, let's stop here for the joke." Sazastan stopped the other red robes from laughing. "According to the original plan, although there is this replica, he has no logic at all. He is just a pure beast. We can't hold too much hope."

"Anyway, our purpose is just to catch up with some 'old friends'. It doesn't matter if we fail."

"That's right, that is to find some 'old friends' to reminisce about the old days. If it succeeds, it will be an experiment."

"..."

"Okay, everyone, let's stop here for the gossip." Sazastan clapped his hands, interrupted the conversation of the chiefs, and said meaningfully. "Although the magic contract is toilet paper to us, after filling in the real name, we have to pay attention. Now, let's do the first thing——"

"—remove the real name from this idiot's contract, and make a 'B' plan."

The current plan of the red-robed chief is basically to bring back a group of gods. As for whether these gods will be stabbed by these red-robed gods after they come back, it is up to the wise to see the benevolent.

And as the 'cooperative' partner of the red robes, they will definitely be stabbed. As for who to stab, that's what the wise see and the benevolent see.

...the githyanki dividing line...

As a force that used to run rampant in the star world, the Githyanki were undoubtedly proud.

Although in today's view, this is just a group of astral pirates who rob houses to maintain their economy.

But the Githyanki still look down on humans in the main material world.

Strictly speaking, in the past astral world, the githyanki were almost the bottom-level figures, and above them were the mind flayers, and the real top of the food chain in the astral world was actually the abomination.

And in "Ragnarok", because there were too many gods rushing to the street, the gods in the astral world went on a rampage, so that the githyanki who had been living in the astral world were in bad luck.

Even though there is no shortage of legendary professionals among them, they still turned into bereaved dogs and fled in embarrassment after being attacked by gods again and again.

This escape lasted for many years, until according to legend among them, only one Lich Queen, Valakis VII, remained. world.

And as they look down on human beings, after entering the material world, of course they refused to let them choose the broad road of 'controlling the kingdom, dominating the material world, and enslaving lowly humans as slaves to work and bleed for them'.

Then they were beaten into dead dogs by the Federation.

Open an astral spaceship?Oh, wooden magic ship, come and learn about the anti-aircraft fire network built by the anti-aircraft gun group.

Psychic user?Oh, masters of ranged and melee combat, come come come.Learn about anti-psychic pulse bullets, anti-psychic pulse bombs, and anti-psychic pulse cannonballs. If you can use psionic energy, I and your last name.

Your queen, Valakis VII, is a demilich?And as a legendary mage + legendary psion?There are two artifacts, one is called the crown of corruption, which can use energy absorption, mass suggestion, and control undead, and the other is a dragon-shaped scepter that can forcibly control the red dragon?

Sorry, the dragons in the main material world are almost extinct. Your scepter seems useless. As for the crown... it seems that it can only bully ordinary people.

As a result, Valakis VII, who claimed to enslave the human kingdom, and her githyanki were surrounded by ten mechanical liches.

In the end, the terrified Githyanki could no longer have the idea of ​​ruling the main material world, so they could only hold on cautiously.

Unfortunately, because the githyanki are rich in psions, out of fear of a group of mind controllers, the Federation has been chasing them to the end without compromise.

Up to now, the Githyanki who have been driven mad are no longer willing to stay in this world.

They are going to leave.

"This is an opportunity, and it is also the last chance." Queen Valakis VII of the Githyanki said solemnly, chopping off the almost useless scepter in her hand. "The insidious, despicable, cunning, cruel, and dictatorial human federation has pursued us relentlessly, causing our people to wake up from nightmares again and again. In these days, the githyanki have come to an end."

"The only thing we can do is to leave, leave this main material world, rely on the power of the Eye of Magnus to locate other crystal walls and worlds, and open the portal to leave this hellish world."

"Now, we have the coordinates of a world called Draenor, which is a primitive and wild world, a world without a human federation, only a group of idiot primitive people."

"At all costs, grab the Eye of Magnus, go to that new world, and rebuild the Githyanki Empire."

Encouraged by Valakis VII, the remaining githyanki looked excited and their morale soared.

"As for our 'allies'...after getting the Eye of Magnus, let them go to hell."

"Oh oh oh oh, long live Your Majesty."

To sum up, the githyanki's plan B is to snatch the Eye of Magnus, then find a way to stab the allies to death, and then open a portal to leave the Federation.

...the dividing line of Netheril's elders...

As an elder of Netheril, the castellan has experienced ups and downs in his life.

He once held the glorious title of Grand Arcanist, and once had a teacher who became a goddess of magic.

Once controlled the City of Shadows and thrived in the camp of the Goddess of the Night, and once returned to the main material world to conquer the world.

But all these ambitions were ruined after the 'Twilight of the Gods'.

The last floating city, after the fall of the goddess of the night and the collapse of the magic net of shadows, could not escape the ending of falling.

After the federation was established, the city lord wanted to regroup, create another great cause, and brazenly launched a rebellion, but in the end he was beaten into a bereaved dog and became a wanted criminal.

After all the ambitions were poured cold water again and again by the cruel reality, they completely became an old salted fish.

Of course, there was another Netheril elder who also became an old salted fish.

As a famous fat man, Undead Fatty O's qualifications are much higher than that of the city lord's teacher who has become the goddess of magic.

But at the same time, Fatty Ao also sadly wanted to do something after the establishment of the Federation, borrowing chickens to lay eggs, using the Federation as a sacrifice, and rebuilding Netheril civilization.

Then end up with the city lord.

It doesn't matter if you can't beat you in a one-on-one fight, but the Federation has always pursued a policy of gang fights.

After being beaten by more than a dozen legendary spellcasters and the production capacity brought about by the industrial revolution, Fatty Ao fell into serious confusion.