Broad World

"Congratulations, I hope you can bring light and order to that land, so that all civilians can live a peaceful and peaceful life." Kaidong offered his blessings very sincerely.

As an Amnian, he is well aware of how chaotic the northern West Hartland region is. Almost every human settlement is controlled by adventurers, chambers of commerce, and mercenary groups. Struggling to survive in the cracks can be said to be living a life in dire straits.

But now the opportunity for unification has finally appeared. With Henry putting this piece of land under his own protection, ordinary people will soon feel the benefits of a powerful ruler. At least few monsters dare to easily invade the legend. A country guarded by mages.

As the saying goes, stability brings development. Kaidong believes that it won't be long before the Kingdom of West Hartland will become as prosperous as Angome Island. He could see what the young ruler in front of him was pursuing, a great country rich and powerful enough to popularize magic education.

Obviously, it is not easy to achieve this. At least it is the most basic to ensure that all civilians have no worries about food and clothing, and more people should have spare money to study, otherwise, civilians will not be able to spend hundreds of dollars. The magic learning fee of a thousand gold coins.

In Henry's view, although the top spellcasters in the continent of Faerun are very powerful, and some can even imprison or kill terrifying creatures such as gods, demon kings, or devil princes, they are too poor in the popularization of magic education Far.

Among the known planes of the entire multiverse, not to mention the high magic world like Eberron where even housewives can play tricks, even the world of Gray Eagle is not as good.

Of course, the so-called level of magical power is not determined by the number of high-end spellcasters, but by the popularity of magic, which is obviously much stronger in Eberron. In particular, various life applications are simply more developed than the earth after the first industrial revolution.

All he has to do is to use Eberron as a model, reduce the cost of magic through various experiments, and let everyone feel the huge profits and convenience that magic can generate, so that more people can actively participate. Only in this way can Siha The kingdom of Tland can truly become a magical kingdom.

After accepting Kaidong's blessing with a smile on his face, Henry led the masked mages to the giant mage tower next to the parliament building, preparing to fulfill his promise and exchange the mage group back by the way. But when he came to the hall again, he immediately found something was wrong, the originally noisy hall was silent at the moment. All those who were going to carry out the mission spoke carefully using the messenger technique, as if they were afraid of being overheard.

Such a weird atmosphere not only baffled the returning members of the mage group, but even Henry himself immediately raised his vigilance, and quickly stepped up to the female mage in charge of the reception and asked in a low voice: "What happened? Why are the people here behaving?" so weird?"

"Hold...Sorry, Master Henry, Ms. Charanola has suddenly become very manic for some reason recently. Just yesterday, a few guys shouted a little louder, and as a result...result..." The female mage's tongue seemed to be tied. Stare at the lifelike statues at the top of the stairs with eyes full of fear.

"Well, I already know the answer." Henry narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully.

There is no doubt that Sean VII's grip on Charanora is accelerating. Perhaps it has been able to interfere with her thinking and behavior, otherwise, no matter how bad the mood is, the Legendary Mage of the Moon Elf would not be so irritable. It is obvious that there is a problem with the soul.

The female mage bit her lower lip lightly and asked carefully: "Are you... are you sure you want to see Ms. Charanola now? She may be a little unstable right now... If you are not in a hurry... I suggest you wait A few hours would be better."

"No, it's okay, I believe I'm still stronger than those statues." Henry smiled slightly as he spoke, directly activated the authority of the most senior member, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this situation, the female mage in charge of the reception immediately folded her hands on her chest. Muttering to himself in a low voice: "Goddess of Magic, I hope the two masters will never fight, otherwise we will definitely be affected."

Her behavior made the masked mage who had just returned from the battlefield a little confused, and at the same time secretly raised his vigilance, and began to think about what happened. After all, it is absolutely impossible for a legendary mage to go crazy for no reason, and even a curse issued by the gods may not necessarily have a great impact on them.

As soon as he came to the top floor, Henry immediately noticed that this place was different from before, the decoration, style, the position of the bookshelves, and especially the smell in the air. It was like some kind of special spice in the desert, and the light was very dim, as if the person living here was not an elf mage, but a vampire who was afraid of the sun.

Absolutely extraordinary!

His brain nerves became vigilant in an instant, and his two hands began to prepare to sneak spells under the wide robe. In order to deal with the crisis that may arise at any time.

However, the attack did not appear suddenly as expected. Instead, a very strange voice came from a dark corner.

"Ah... you're finally here. I've learned a lot about you from this woman's memory. Now it's time to sit down and talk face to face."

"Talk?" The corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a very weird smile, followed by a slight nod. "No problem, I have always advocated that problems that can be solved with words will never use magic. But before I do this, I must ask, you have completely devoured Charanora's soul now, right? Dear Sean VII His Majesty!"

"Hehe! I really didn't expect that after such a long time, someone still remembers me. Young man, you got one thing wrong, that is, I didn't devour Charanora's soul, she is me, and I am her, this is a paragraph A personality created by magic, in order to better conceal my identity. After the turbulent years, I quietly joined the Masked Mage Guild and quickly gained control. How is it, surprised?"

Sean VII said something that made Henry's hair stand on end in a low and hoarse voice. It turned out that his previous guesses were all wrong. No wonder many people thought that the older the mage was, the more perverted he was. It turned out that this sentence was not wrong at all.

Look at what this undead emperor has done!

In order not to reveal his true identity, he was willing to split his soul to create a woman, and then let this soul go to "intense" sports with other men. It is estimated that in his eyes, the so-called gender, mating, good and evil are all indifferent, as long as the goal can be achieved, the means are not important at all.

Terrible old fellow!

Henry felt sick when he thought about the last time Charanora made out with a dozen male half-demons. He guessed he knew what was going on with the strange feeling before. It turned out that the soul of Sean VII had been hiding behind his back and secretly collecting information.

However, he still didn't understand some details, so he took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "You said that Charanora is the personality you created, so why bother to regain control of the body? Is there any other reason for this?"

Sean VII laughed and shook his head: "No, in order to ensure that I can fool everyone, I cut a part of my soul and created Charanora. You can completely treat her as another person, and she I don’t even know I exist. So when I want to gain control of my body, I will inevitably be resisted, so it caused a little trouble.”

"Oh? What's the matter with Corina Parker? He must be under your control, right?" Henry frowned and continued to ask.

His feeling at the moment is simply terrible. If the two legendary mages of the Masked Mage Guild are puppets of the Necromancer Emperor, then the behavior of poaching the wall will stop in the future, otherwise it will definitely cause the opponent's backlash.

"Corina Pike is himself. My current strength has not been fully recovered. I can't control two legendary mages at the same time. Don't worry, I won't stop what you do to Amn, and I don't care if you use the mask The resources of the Mage Guild. But there is one thing, you have to provide me with some information. About the Talisman Society, Ivy Kelasagran, and all the forces in Calimshan." After speaking, Sean VII raised his head and revealed Those eyes that glowed with dim light seemed to be able to see through everything.

from the inside. Henry spied the anger of hatred, especially when he mentioned Ivy Kelasagran, he instantly released a terrifying aura. It seems that the records in the books are correct, there are indeed many untold stories between the Necromancer Emperor and this ancient blue dragon.

Without any hesitation, he nodded slightly: "Yes, I will send someone to send the information about the south once a month. However, the news about the Magic Talisman Society and Ivy Kelasagran may have to wait for a while. You should It's clear how difficult it is to get intelligence on them."

Sean VII smiled indifferently and said: "It's okay, I am very patient. I have waited for centuries. It is not bad to wait for a few more years."

"So we have reached a consensus?" Henry narrowed his eyes and tentatively asked.

He was a little unsure that the famous Necromancer would be so easy to deal with?

"Partly, until these enemies are defeated, we should still be able to live in peace."

A gloomy smile appeared on Sean VII's face. Obviously, he still doesn't know what happened in the underground and the southern elf country, otherwise he would never have said such threatening words.

"Looks like I need to show you something so we can get to know each other before some smug old guy keeps thinking he's in control."

Henry sneered while expanding the projection of the universe to the limit. Instantly pulled the Undead Emperor into his sphere of influence, and mobilized all the stars to launch a violent attack. The speed of turning his face was faster than turning the pages of a book, and he stunned the opponent all at once.

There is no sound, only countless dazzling lights and explosions after the impact. Because within the scope of the projection, it is completely like the real space, and there is no trace of air at all.

In order to ensure that the undead emperor can be taught an impressive lesson. He showed no mercy at all, and showed his powerful control over the domain to his heart's content. Time, space, matter, everything was transformed into a terrible weapon, and it produced a terrifying killing effect in an instant.

Although Sean VII activated a large amount of protective magic in time, he still suffered serious injuries under the violent impact. One arm completely disappeared, and a large piece of flesh and blood on his right leg was blown away, exposing the white bones.

He looked at Henry with unbelievable eyes, and after a long time, he murmured in a hoarse voice: "So it's true! The universe you understood at the door of the hotel that time didn't just exist in fantasy, you must have seen it with your own eyes. Have you ever seen such a universe, right?!" (To be continued~^~)