"Great! There is a kind of sexiness and temptation exuded after the fall of holiness."

Zuo Si touched his chin and gave his own evaluation.

"In that case, what are you waiting for?"

With that said, Aribes walked closer and hugged Zuo Si's neck, stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear: "Compared to human beings, I actually prefer your devil form."

"As you wish, my lady."

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si's body suddenly began to expand, and in just a few seconds, he turned into a ferocious and terrifying Prince of Hell.

Feeling the frightening strong body and the evil aura emanating once again, the wildness in Aribes's heart was completely ignited, and she soon hugged her like an octopus and began to perform the drama of Beauty and the Beast.

At almost the same time, on the second floor of a hotel not far away, Vanswijk and Dumbledore were doing almost the same thing.

It is conceivable that if the wedding between the two finally takes place and they start a family, their married life will definitely be quite explosive.

In addition, as the whole situation calmed down, the imperial army finally entered the city under the command of General Taylor and began to quell the chaos, using thunder to forcibly kill all the thugs who took advantage of the situation.

By the time the sun rises from the horizon, everything has returned to normal, as if the disaster last night did not exist at all.

But only those who are careful will discover that all the nobles and wealthy merchants in the city who originally supported Lord Nasir died in the chaos, leaving only the families who were willing to integrate into the empire and support the empire's full rule, intact.

The Nine Guards of Neverwinter specially established to protect Lord Nasir suffered heavy casualties and were immediately abolished.

After several hours of passion, Aribes, who had exhausted all her energy, was lying on the bed dripping with sweat, letting her wet hair stick to her back and face, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Nasir

The lord is not dead yet. His survival may be a huge hidden danger and trouble for me."

"Don't worry, someone will take care of it for you."

Zuo Si had returned to human form at this moment, standing in front of the bedroom window and watching the men and women quarreling fiercely at the gate of Neverwinter Castle.

They are the nine members of Neverwinter who survived the fierce battle last night.

But now there are only four left, and the remaining five have died in the battle.

Obviously, there is only one issue they are debating, and that is whether to stay and be loyal to the new lord Erebes, or to leave to find the missing Lord Nasir.

"Will someone take care of it for me?"

Aribes raised her head with a puzzled expression.

Zuo Si turned around and nodded with a smile: "That's right. Don't you think that I have no other power in the North besides my superficial power? Have you heard of the name Kurremos?

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"Culremos? King of Glaciers! Damn it! Could he be your subordinate too?"

Aribes's eyes widened in disbelief.

As the top dragon that quickly emerged in the Northland after the death of the Roaring Dragon Klaus and replaced the former's ecological niche, it was certainly impossible for her not to have heard of this name.

After all, the number of white dragons crawling at the feet of Kurremos alone has reached more than three digits. In addition, there are dragons of other colors and types, as well as thousands of frost giants and other monsters.

tribe.

It's just that this dragon king doesn't like to cause destruction everywhere like other evil dragons, and he rarely does public activities, so most ordinary people don't know his existence at all.

But for the towns in the North, this is undoubtedly a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, and they don't know when it will suddenly fall.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right.

If nothing else goes wrong, Culremos has now begun to deal with the aftermath.

Don't worry, no one, whether it's Lord Nasir or the retreating monster tribe, will survive.

Because only when they are all dead will the Northland completely become the Northland of the Empire.

If you encounter any enemies in Neverwinter that you don't want to eliminate personally, you can say hello directly to them in the future."

After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and slapped Aribes on the butt hard like a mischief, causing the latter to scream first and then laugh happily.

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Just as calm was gradually returning to Neverwinter City, far away in the Neverwinter Forest, the recently withdrawn Savage Alliance forces were experiencing an unprecedented massacre.

Whether they are gnolls, hobgoblins, ogres, trolls, giants, barbarians among humans, or winter wolves, wargs and other extremely intelligent beasts, they are all being attacked by a man with a biting chill all over his body.

Huge monsters hunt.

All creatures killed by it will be quickly transformed into undead in a very short time, even giant dragons are no exception.

What's even more deadly is that the frost giants killed by it will turn into similar creatures with the same abilities.

With this snowball-like growth, an army of tens of thousands of undead soon took shape.

In particular, several transformed dragons can spray deadly breath from the air to massacre the fleeing monsters.

The Neverwinter Forest, which was always green due to the influence of the energy stone, turned out to have a large area completely covered in white frost, and even a thick layer of ice condensed on the surface of the nearby river.

"Master, it seems that the creature you created with magic is more powerful than expected. Especially after it reaches a large scale, unless a high-level or even legendary spellcaster takes action, it is difficult for ordinary spells to have any effect on it."

A human mage, whose whole body was wrapped in a black robe, became extremely excited after seeing this scene, and quickly lowered his head to flatter his master who was close at hand.

But Kurremos waved his hand indifferently: "No, this is not my credit.

It's the inspiration brought by the creature called the White Walker.

All I did was magically fuse their bloodline with the frost giants.

The most important thing is that this transformation is not safe, and the failure rate is much higher than expected.

By the way, where is Lord Nasir?

Bring him here, it's time to end this farce."

"Please wait!"

The human mage bent down and bowed, then winked at his subordinates not far away.

The latter understood immediately, and after a while he dragged the dying Lord Nasir over with only half his life left.

His appearance undoubtedly means that the stronghold established by Deszel deep in the Neverwinter Forest has been destroyed.

To be precise, Deszel and Magrim's secret actions have been under the surveillance of Culremus from the beginning.

After all, when Zuo Si divided the spheres of influence, he handed over the forests, wilderness and mountains of the North to this "filial dragon".

And Korremus did not live up to his expectations. In just a few years, it continued to expand its power, and it seemed to have surpassed the Zhentarim and became the most powerful dark force in this land.

"Are you the Glacier King?"

Lord Nasir raised his head and stared at the giant dragon exuding an evil aura in front of him, with shock and surprise on his face.

Because he originally thought that the Glacier King should be a white dragon.

After all, the other party controls so many white dragons, and they still live in such a cold extreme north.

Kurremos smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's me.

Nice to meet you, Lord Nasir of Neverwinter.

Oh, I almost forgot to add the prefix.

Because Ms. Aribes is now in charge of the city of Neverwinter."

"So you colluded with Aribes? She asked you to kill me to avoid future troubles?"

Lord Nasir's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

But it's no wonder.

Aribes was trained and promoted by him, so it would not be easy to be betrayed by the person he trusted the most.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I have never met Ms. Aribes, and we have no contact at all. The reason why you must die has nothing to do with her, but the order given by the master."

Kurremos obviously liked this feeling of playing with the captive, and a dragon claw from deep shook it gently in front of the other party.

"Owner?!"

Lord Nasir keenly grasped a key word.

"Yes Master.

To tell you the truth, both I and the newly rising red dragon queen in the south, Wilmes, are actually taking orders from the great master Soth.

Yes, that is His Majesty the Emperor of the West Coast Empire.

Of course, he was not an emperor at that time, let alone established an empire.

Do you know what is the biggest difference between ordinary tyrants, careerists, rulers and masters?

In this world, most people take one step at a time and look at it one step at a time. Those who can take one step at a time and look at it two or three steps can already be regarded as smart people.

And those who can take one step and see a dozen steps in the future are regarded as wise men or prophets.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the master is different.

He saw further and began to make secret plans a long time ago, placing pieces one after another in those neglected corners or places where others could not see.

By the time others began to notice something was wrong, these chess pieces or seeds had already taken root and sprouted into towering trees.

At that time, he will be able to easily achieve the set goal without exerting much effort.
To be continued...