Broad World

As the exit got closer, Henry knew that if he wanted to change the plot, he had to take advantage of it now. Without hesitation, he stabbed Imon's neck with the prepared paralyzing poison needle, and saw the girl fall to the ground with a "plop" after walking a few steps. The sudden accident startled everyone, and Jasila hurried over to check her body.

Apodelle asked eagerly: "Aimon was fine just now, why did he suddenly fall down?"

Jaheira inspected the hole in the girl's neck and breathed a sigh of relief. "I think she must have been bitten by a poisonous insect. But don't worry, this poison can only produce paralysis, and the detoxification magic is ineffective. You can only recover after waiting for about an hour."

Apodel felt that he must be cursed by the goddess of misfortune, otherwise why would there be an accident at a critical moment. He scratched his scalp angrily and cursed: "Damn it! What should we do now? There may be a fierce battle at the door in a while, and we can't distract ourselves from taking care of her."

"Leave it to me. After a while, I will release an invisibility spell, and then place Imoen near the door. This will not only ensure that she will not be affected by the battle, but also keep her out of our sight." Henry made a suggestion along the way. He believed that if Joan Irenicas couldn't find the girl, she would definitely choose to take Apodel away. In this way, his plan can be implemented smoothly, and he can also test whether there is a certain god behind it.

The others didn't notice anything wrong and immediately agreed to the plan. Henry carried Aimon to the exit, carefully hid it behind a crack in the stone, and finally released an invisibility technique. The angle here is very tricky. If you don't pay attention, you can't find it at all.

"Immon is safe here. Let's go. Let's go and see how the battle between Joan Irenicas and the Shadow Thief is going. If he is at a disadvantage, I don't mind getting a sword in the back." Apodel clenched the weapon in his hand, and took the lead to drill out of the sewer.

The tunnel climbed slowly up to meet the bright light of daylight. Suddenly, there was a loud bang in front, followed by a man's voice. "How dare you attack me here! Do you know who I am?"

"It doesn't matter who you are! Anyone who dares to fight against the Shadow Thieves Guild will die!" Another voice replied.

Hearing the conversation between the two, everyone hastened to speed up their pace. A few seconds later, they saw an astonishing scene. A mage with a strange appearance and no ears fluttered his hands. Within a few seconds, several high-level spells were released. The thieves didn't even have time to react, they were petrified, disintegrated, and blasted into minced meat and charred corpses.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Apodell was too shocked to say a word. As a child who grew up in Candlekeep, he knew very well what such a casting speed meant. Especially those few spells just now, none of them were lower than level six.

Under the threat of death, the shadow thieves showed the courage to fight to the death. Some of them pulled their bowstrings and shot arrows, and some drew out their daggers and scimitars and rushed forward to start melee combat. Unfortunately, the attacks of these people were stopped by an invisible force field about one meter around the mage, and all weapons and arrows were bounced away.

"You have to pay the price! You have to pay the price!" Joan Irenicas shouted at the shadow thieves angrily. I saw a flash of lightning shot out from his finger in an instant. High-voltage arcs jumped on the surviving thieves, and after a few seconds, they fell to the ground in convulsions.

After killing all the thieves. Joan Irenicas turned her head and cast her eyes on Apodell. "Ah, you sons of God have escaped, and you are more capable than I imagined."

"Evil mage! Don't try to torture us again! I will defend my freedom with the sword in my hand! No one can take it away!" Apodel plucked up his courage and stood up and shouted loudly.

"Torture? Stupid child, you still haven't figured out what I'm doing, right? I'm developing your power, the incomparable powerful power hidden deep in the soul."

Apodel sneered, and raised the weapon in his hand. "Develop my strength? You want to complement your incomplete soul! Exiled people, don't think we don't know your origin."

"Enough!" Joan Irenicas roared, her eyes fixed on the Son of God. "Where did you get this information? Tell me!"

"It doesn't matter where we got it from, what matters is that we know your weakness. For example, those clones of the elf queen Alison, guess what the elves would do if they found out?" Apodel looked at him without fear. He's already going all out now, anyway, the chances of winning are not great, so it's better to stimulate the enemy fiercely, and see if he can find any flaws.

Joan Irenicas felt his brain was congested, and for the first time, the scars over the years were being torn open face to face. He gritted his teeth and popped out the words one by one. "Very good! You are the first person in many years to really anger me. Now are you ready to bear the ensuing anger? I will show you today what real power is."

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding air suddenly began to vibrate, and five portals appeared immediately after. As several masked mages wearing robes came to the scene, one of them announced loudly: "This is unapproved magical energy! Those involved must be detained!"

"You bunch of rubbish! How dare you interrupt me! Die! Go die for me!" Joan Irenicus yelled frantically, and then shot spells from his fingertips. Several masked mages were blown to pieces by the powerful magic energy before they had time to protect themselves.

This behavior of directly attacking law enforcement officers has attracted the attention of the headquarters of the Masked Mage Union. A large number of portals began to form rapidly around, and this time there were more mages, and most of them appeared in place after blessing some protective magic. One of the commanders shouted to his companions: "This mage is very powerful, we must arrest him as soon as possible, otherwise the entire shopping mall will fall into chaos."

"Forget it! Your pathetic magic won't work at all. Get out of here! Don't bother me!" After speaking, Joan Irenicas looked at the masked mage with contemptuous eyes.

Feeling the surging magical power in the opponent's body, the mage who took the lead felt a headache. He has been on duty in Askatla for so many years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a difficult matter. Obviously, if you want to forcibly capture this guy in front of you, you need to pay a huge price. At least 50 masked mages must be sacrificed to consume the opponent's spell slots.

You must know that training an apprentice into a formal mage not only requires a responsible mentor, but also consumes a lot of money and time. Fifty mages are almost the sum of all apprentices who have graduated from the union in five to ten years. This kind of loss is really too great. However, it is obviously impossible to let it go. Once this precedent is set, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After struggling for a long time, the mage who led the team bowed respectfully and said, "Maybe your magic attainments are very powerful and you can easily kill us. But we have a large number of members, and they will come here continuously. Just imagine what will happen if you run out of spells. I swear in the name of the goddess of magic, if you get caught now, your life will be guaranteed."

Seeing more and more masked mages around him appearing in place, Joan Irenicus also felt a hint of threat. As the number one spellcasting organization on Faerun Road, the Masked Mage Guild is not much worse than the Red Robe. It's just that the former is ambitious and often does some appalling things, while the latter adheres to the principle of low-key development, and senior members of the trade union rarely show up in public.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, he pointed to Henry and his party. "I can go with you, but those people must also be taken with me."

"Why? We didn't do anything!" Apodell jumped up excitedly. He didn't want to just escape from the dungeon and be put in prison again.

Joan Irenicas ignored the screaming Son of God, and just took out a small piece of spell-casting material from his pocket. The masked mage who took the lead shrank his pupils sharply when he saw it. He knew that if he didn't agree to this condition, he might be the next to cast a legendary spell. No one can bear such consequences, especially when the city under their feet is the capital of Amn.

"Arrest them all. These people are related to this riot, so they are all taken away together." The leading mage immediately issued an arrest order.

In front of a large number of spellcasters, even the Son of Baal had no ability to resist, and everyone was shackled and arrested. As for Henry, he was regarded as a member of the masked mage because he looked too similar to the masked mage. Seeing Minsk, Jasila, Apodel, and even Yuxumo being taken away together, he felt a huge wave in his heart.

According to the original plot, Joan Irenicus took away an Imoen at the request. But since the girl is now hidden, everyone is simply taken away. Could this be the chain reaction of forcibly changing the plot? The last heir to the throne of Baal will not turn out to be an innocent girl!

Henry couldn't imagine what it would be like after Imoen became the God of Slaughter. Perhaps she would teach her followers not to kill, but to hunt blood-sucking mosquitoes or disgusting flies. Maybe Fei Lun's favorite spoof god in history was born because of a small action of his own.

Forget it, it's useless to think about it now. It's better to take Aimeng back to the Garden Hotel to rest for a night, and then think about what to do next. The Arcatraz is a must, but before that, let's clean up the things around Amn. As for the war between vampires and shadow thieves, let it go for a while, and there is still time to intervene after they are both defeated. (to be continued..)