Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 218 Take a piece of the pie
Pait region, Heimport.

In the dim [Exploration Room] of the Mage Tower, shadows danced in the corners like ghosts. The mysterious mage stood quietly in the depths of the shadows. He was wearing a dark purple robe, with a hood covering most of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes that sparkled with deep light.

"It's time to send out the troops, Cordell." Boris lowered his voice slightly, and the voice seemed to come faintly from the darkness.

Cordell looked at the crystal ball in front of Boris and the image of Pankuru City shown in it and nodded.

"They are just a group of natives. They don't even have legendary strength. My army can crush them like crushing chickens and dogs!" Cordell snorted coldly and said arrogantly.

Boris looked at the crystal ball and said calmly, "Don't be careless. Those evil gods have been cultivating this continent for thousands of years. Although according to what the Quetzalcoatl said, they are sealed, there is no guarantee that they will not have a backup plan."

Cordell was silent for a while and did not intend to refute. He knew the character of his old friend and would never fight a battle without confidence.

"And," Boris waved his sleeves, and the picture in the crystal ball changed again, showing a fleet on the sea.

The fleet consisted of five huge ships, each of which was marked with a reddish-brown warship symbol with a black outline, which was the symbol of the city of Luskan in the north of the Sword Coast.

Seeing this, Cordell's face darkened, and he said with hidden anger: "Akram is overreaching, and he dares to interfere in the affairs of the New World."

Boris raised the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically, "That old lich must have made a deal with Waterdeep behind the scenes."

"Last month, the Lord Mayor of Luskan visited Neverwinter and expressed his willingness to abandon past hatred and form an alliance with each other."

"Do you think this has nothing to do with Waterdeep?" Boris sneered.

Cordell was startled and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Neverwinter has always been following Waterdeep's lead and is a mortal enemy of Luskan. Luskan is a pirate city on the surface, but the master behind it is an organization called the [Arcane Brotherhood].

The Arcane Brotherhood has been secretly ordering the pirates of Luskan to rob Neverwinter of its wealth. The two cities are only a few dozen kilometers apart and have been fighting each other for many years.

The extraordinary strength of Neverwinter is weak. If the Arcane Brotherhood takes action personally, they will definitely not be a match for Luskan. Therefore, over the years, Neverwinter has been relying on the opportunity to pledge allegiance to Waterdeep and relying on Waterdeep's power to resist Luskan.

It can be said that Neverwinter is an enclave of Waterdeep. Its reconciliation with Luskan must have been instructed by Waterdeep.

"In the past few years, the seeds of those forces have passed on a lot of what they saw and heard here to Jianwan. Those people in Jianwan can't help it." Cordel said gloomily.

Boris nodded slightly and said, "That's why I want to discuss with you what to do with the Luskan fleet."

Cordell paced back and forth, pondering what to do. It would be very easy to destroy this fleet. Either he or Boris could sink these five ships into the depths of the sea.

However, this fleet represents a signal - the Sword Coast forces are testing the determination of the Amn Empire to safeguard the interests of the New World. If it is not handled properly, it may cause the Amn Empire to become the target of collective attack within the Sword Coast.

Cordell realized this and immediately concluded that this was not something he could decide alone. If he got carried away and destroyed the fleet directly, he would probably be blamed by the parliament.

"Report to the Council of Five. Before that, stop the fleet from reaching the New World, but don't hurt them," Cordel decided.

Boris nodded, he thought so too.

After dealing with the two major matters, Cordel left the Mage Tower, and the dim exploration room returned to silence again.
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"boom!!"

There were loud "bangs" and cheers from the Kurtaka people. In the army of the siege army, several people dressed as shamans summoned and threw a series of heavy stone bullets. The flying stone bullets were not accurate, and they fell on the top of the city by chance, knocking down several defending enemy soldiers. The actual killing of the stone bullets was not great, but under the dozens of kilograms of stone bullets, the dead were broken all over, and it was extremely miserable.

According to the tradition of the Niksalan people, shamans usually do not participate in wars. As servants of gods, they are not on the battlefield of worldly wars.

This is consistent with the idea of ​​the priests in Faerun. In the kingdom wars in Faerun, priests rarely participate.

Even the original shamans of the alliance only stayed in the pyramids to defend against attacks and never took the initiative to use divine magic to massacre the kingdom's army.

But perhaps because of the special beliefs of Zartek, who worshipped war, under the pressure of being unable to conquer the city for a long time, Kurtaka sent shamans to reinforce the army.

"Shaman. It's a Shaman!!" The soldiers defending the city were trembling a little. They were all native Nickalan people and they had respect and fear for Shamans from the bottom of their hearts.

The shamans who were calling for the stone attack did not stop, but continued to cast their magic.

Seventh-ring magic——[Rotten Bag Explosion]!
The soldiers' bodies were suddenly covered with festering pustules, and they screamed in pain on the ground.

The pustules caused them great pain and made it difficult for them to breathe, and they soon fell to the ground and died of suffocation.

However, the pustules did not stop growing because of their death. Instead, they grew larger. On the contrary, their bodies became drier and drier, as if the pustules were absorbing nutrients from the bodies to grow.

Soon, the pustules grew to a diameter of 7 to 80 centimeters and suddenly burst!
The abscesses burst, and the pus and a large amount of yellow gas spread in the air. Soon, the soldiers around who were exposed to the pus and yellow gas began to fall to the ground and scream in pain. Pustules began to grow on their bodies!
This is actually a plague spell that can be contagious!

Upon seeing this, Dironao hurriedly planned to fly onto the city wall and burn the infected soldiers to death in one breath, but as soon as he flew into the sky, he felt a sense of danger!
It felt like there was a very scary beast staring at me. If I let my guard down even a little, it would appear from the dark and give me a devastating blow!
He had a very keen intuition and always trusted his instincts, so he stopped the action immediately.

"It feels like someone is targeting me, and the person is quite powerful." Dironao looked unhappy.

He is just here to work, not to fight for his life.

He likes to show off his power to some weak Niksalans, but it is not in line with Dironao's noble status for him to fight to the death with an opponent of the same level!
(End of this chapter)