To the north, on the ruins of the city of Baldur's Gate, officials are directing a large number of workers to clean up the garbage. Ever since he got the news that the Fishman had been defeated, Hawk recruited a large number of men and began to gradually repair it. After all, Belgoust is inland, and there are no canals around, which makes it quite inconvenient in terms of transportation. If it weren't for the airship, I'm afraid that half of the food and other things would have been consumed on the way.

But Baldur's Gate is different. Not only is it close to the sea, but there is also a river that can be used for transportation. Most importantly, if the ruling center is moved back here, it will be possible to better control the large tracts of land and towns newly occupied in the north. You must know that Corey has now begun to march towards Soba, and if nothing else, he will be able to successfully defeat the Iron Throne in a day or two, and expand the power of the Duchy to the edge of the Supreme Wasteland.

As an old captain from Waterdeep, Hawke knows what that means. Since the fall of the Kingdom of Ilfarand, there has been no real rise of any decent power in the whole of West Hartland, and most towns and villages have continued the old tradition of maintaining loose alliances.

Waterdeep, Am, Cormier, and even the distant Fort of Santil (a member of the Santarim Society, where the legendary mage Manson is the lord) want to exert their influence. To this end, they have been trying to win over rulers from all over the world, and Santil Fort has even invested heavily in occupying a majestic fortress on the east side of the Sunset Mountains, which the surrounding residents call the Dark Fortress.

The name comes from the black rocks used to build the castle, which came from a place far from West Hartland. The magnificent gates, corridors, and ceilings of the Dark Citadel were all built for the giants. In ancient legends, the fortress was built during a time when giants ruled the whole of Faerun. Or the Age of the Nethrel Empire, which was able to enslave elemental elders.

But these countries and forces all failed in the end. They all underestimated the universal character of the people of the land. That is, strong, independent, xenophobic. And be proud to thrive in such a challenging environment. These people have honed their tenacity in the daily battle against monsters and beasts.

However, Henry's rapid rise brought an opportunity for unification. As a native power, his expansion will not attract the rejection of the majority of the inhabitants. As long as this war is won, Northern influence will cross the Bariskell Bridge and advance into the High Wasteland. To the east, you can take advantage of the river to extend to the end of the green field.

Beldasco, Iliaba, and the city of Eastbound, these towns along the river could not withstand the powerful army of the principality, and only one messenger was needed to be sent when the time came. To ensure the safety of the property of the ruling class in the city, it is believed that it will not be difficult to bring them under the rule. As a result, the most prosperous southern part of the entire West Hartland region was almost entirely owned by the Duchy.

Hawke even believed that, as long as nothing unexpected happened to Henry himself, in another ten to twenty years at most, all as far east as Dragon Lake, as far north as Dagger Beach and the River Drinker would become part of the country's territory. What a vast land, even if it claims to be an empire to the outside world, no one will object to it. The thought of being a pioneer and witness to this country made him tremble with excitement.

"My lord, there is a tall tower in the city that has been sealed. Our people don't go in at all. An official's report interrupted the old man's reverie.

"Which direction?" Hawke asked, frowning.

"North District. And ......" officials were a little reluctant to speak, but they thought twice. Still, he said: "And there seems to be some movement there, and as soon as the workers get closer, they can hear a very strange sound. ”

"Keep everyone away, there's the Duke's Mage Tower, and whatever happens is not something we can ask, understand?" Hawke reprimanded with a stern expression. Because he suddenly remembered Robert's advice a few days ago, and vaguely knew that there was something shady down there.

The official was instantly frightened into a cold sweat by this sentence, and hurriedly nodded desperately. "Understood! I'm going to let the workers go. ”

Looking at the panicked look of the young man in front of him, Hawke nodded in satisfaction. "Remember, do what you do, and don't worry about anything else. Go ahead, there's still a lot to clean up in the city. ”

"Rest assured, I'm definitely not a nosyman." As he spoke, the official immediately walked briskly in the direction of the tower. Everyone knew that the entire principality was on the rise right now, and he didn't want to ruin his future because of a single mistake.

Meanwhile, in the basement of the Mage Tower, Rahil is leading all the vampire girls in a loud prayer to the half-foot-tall bronze statue. Their expressions were solemn, and their eyes revealed fanatical adoration. This is the first time since the formation of the Church of the Vampire that there has been a real sacrifice.

Several priests who once belonged to Los Angeles took the lead in officiating the entire ceremony. Because everyone knows that there is no turning back, and only by integrating into the group can they survive better. As low-level vampires, they simply cannot resist the will of their leader, Tracis.

As the ritual reached its climax, the bronze statue of Henry shot out several soft rays of light and shrouded the bodies of several vampire girls, who were surprised to find that they suddenly had an extra power in their bodies.

"This ...... This is actually magic!!! The power of the True Ancestor is truly great! He can even give his followers divine magic!! Rachel exclaimed, trembling. As a former priest, she knew that only those powerful creatures in this world could rival the gods possess this power.

Several other vampire girls who had once had the rank of priest also noticed this, and their faces showed ecstasy. They prostrate themselves on the ground and chant loudly, and the frenzy in the entire basement was instantly raised to a climax.

Trixie felt the power given to her body, and tears of joy welled up on her face. Because of her most devout faith, she directly obtained twelve priest ranks, becoming the person who gained the most from this ceremony.

The girl, who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, raised her hands and shouted at all her subordinates: "See?!" The All-Powerful True Ancestor is not inferior to the great beings of the gods, who first bestowed on us the power of eternal life and blood, and now he has given us divine magic. Pray! Under His protection, we will rise! ”

"Praise the True Ancestor! His Great Master! King of the Night! ”

"Under the leadership of the True Ancestor, we will surely sweep away a qiē enemy!"

Whether it's those who have acquired divine magic or those who haven't, all the vampires are raving about Henry. Stout threads of faith connect to each of them through the bronze statues, greedily absorbing these powers.

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Far underground in Ascatla, Henry felt the strange change in the scepter, and hurriedly checked it carefully. It was soon discovered that the divine power that had been consumed inside began to slowly recover. This phenomenon immediately aroused his vigilance, and after several spell detections, he could not find the cause.

Just when he was at a loss, a young girl's voice suddenly echoed in her mind: "True Ancestor, you are all and only. I am your humblest servant, offering all my life and soul here. ”

"True Ancestor? It seems like only the vampires who have been created call me that. Henry muttered to himself dumbfounded.

He couldn't believe that these little ones had started to worship him, and that they were still so fanatical. You must know that the number of them is less than a hundred, and they can actually produce such a strong power of faith. At this filling rate, it won't take more than two weeks to use Divine Power Impact again.

Looking at the artifact that was rapidly charging, Henry touched the stubble on his chin and muttered, "Maybe we can expand their scale appropriately, so that we can provide more and stronger power for the artifact." ”

Of course, this must not be done by him himself, otherwise he will soon lead to the stagnation of the druid's profession because of the will of nature. Moreover, this kind of behavior must not be known to outsiders, otherwise once it attracts the attention of the god of guards, Heim, he will immediately face the danger of being exterminated. After all, whether it is creating undead creatures or spreading cults, it is quite a taboo thing, so it must be kept low-key and secretive.

Just as Henry was thinking about the artifact in place, a voice from Sheena suddenly sounded in his ears: "Where are you?" If you can, it's better to come right away, we can't stand it. There are too many people in the Blind Eyes headquarters, and both Kaidong and Yao En have already suffered a lot of injuries. ”

"Hold on for another minute, and I'll use teleportation magic to rush over." Henry heard the anxiety in his words, and replied immediately without thinking about it. He knew very well that if it weren't for the critical situation, these independent teammates would never contact him.

"Damn! One minute is too long! Half a minute at most! If you can't make it in time, just wait to collect our corpses! Sheena cursed loudly at the end, severing the spell's connection.

Henry sighed slightly, put the artifact close to his body, and then began to chant the incantation, and soon a portal was opened, and the whole person disappeared in place. After only a second, he appeared at the doorway of the Blind Eye headquarters.

I saw Caton and Selie Love blocking the door side by side. There were several wounds on their bodies from their weapons, and the blood stained their shiny armor red. Those blind believers were like crazy, ignoring the casualties at all, and rushing out frantically, seemingly not tearing apart the enemy in front of them, and would never stop.

Yao En, who was hiding behind, had already shot all the arrows, and was holding the magic dagger Beifeng, secretly hiding in the corner, as long as someone rushed out, he would stab the enemy in the stomach. Sheena looked so tired that she was panting against the wall, unable to swing her sword in her hand. As for Ammon, he made full use of the Rogue and made special use of the backlight principle to put an enemy on each attack.

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