The thought of being able to trade with the historic Cormier Kingdom, Sambia, a country formed purely by wealthy merchants, and Serge, ruled by red-robed mages, and dumping his fist products all over the world, Henry's heart was on fire, and he could even see countless gold coins beckoning to him, all kinds of magic materials, a large number of talents, and even the ability to completely spread out the intelligence network by the way.

All in all, this inland sea in the middle of the continent of Faeron is connected to more than ten kingdoms, hundreds of port cities, and all the city-states and organizations that can obtain access to the sea in this water area are very rich, and the demand for luxury goods, salt and spices is extremely high, and for the Kingdom of West Hartland, it is simply a perfect dumping ground for products.

As the spices and tea plants of the Angome Islands became more and more abundant under the cultivation of the druids, the markets on the west coast had begun to become saturated, and the price could be said to be lower and lower year by year.

Although the huge sales volume can still bring a lot of profits, as a legendary mage who spends money like a lot of money, and a king who wants to build people's livelihoods, Henry feels that it is time to open up new trade routes, so Amm and Turmeis must be tamed and become vassals who completely obey orders.

In return, he would ensure that both commoners and nobles in these two lands would receive shelter without worrying about harassment by monsters in the wild, and that when most of the people began to get used to following the orders of the Kingdom of West Hartland, they could consider completely annexing the remainder.

In the Feron Continent, it is generally not realistic to swallow a country with a long history in one bite. Unless you intend to practice tyranny. Bloodbath and suppression of the rebels in a frenzy. Otherwise, it would be smartest to install a puppet regime.

Henry's goal in the first stage was to obtain a port to the Sea of Falling Stars, so he didn't plan to annex too much land, because it would be too ugly to eat, and it would easily cause some good people to make a plan, as long as he took the natural harbor of Aragon, the capital of Tumis.

Sensing his master's thoughts, Congus shook the golden skull without hesitation: "Please rest assured, I will immediately go and throw Clincinibon into the Osram Mountains, and I believe that the monsters there will be able to grant your wish." ”

As everyone knows. The Oslang Mountains are the tallest and largest mountains south of the Spine of the World, and they are also the lair of countless evil creatures, including kobolds, orcs, goblin families, and red dragons.

"Just do what you want, try to be careful and don't let anyone see the flaws. In addition, the scope of destruction should be controlled to minimize the harm to civilians. I don't want to see corpses and ruins everywhere when I take over Aragorn. As he spoke, Henry glared at the Broken Crystal in the half-lich's mouth, and Clincinibon immediately flickered a few times in response.

Obviously. It understood its mission, and seemed a little excited.

Kangus also felt the pulsation of the crystal pillar, and let out an eerie laugh: "Hahahahaha! It seems like this must be a really fun game, and I wish it started soon. If you don't have any other instructions, I'll go find a suitable target for the Shattered Crystal first. ”

"Go, I have other things to do to get back to Am." Saying that, Henry also stood up and directly cast the interdimensional teleportation magic, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

As for Ares, he had long since been restored to his original state, and the portal was sent back to the forests of the Angome archipelago.

The half-lich looked at the aftermath that was still reverberating in the air, and also cast the interdimensional teleportation magic, only to see a strong flash of white light, and his remaining golden skull was quickly flattened, forcing through the passage of the main plane, and came to the country of Turmis, located in the northwest of the Gulf of Victory.

After a brief observation of his surroundings, Congus did not talk nonsense, and quickly chanted a spell to complete a prophetic magic, and after just a few seconds, the image of a young man with a gloomy face appeared in the air.

Dressed in a dark green robe and holding a hardwood staff, he was bowing his head and being reprimanded by another gray-haired old mage, as if he must have made a mistake.

However, this guy didn't think he was wrong in the slightest, and his eyes showed a resentful look, but he hid it very well and was not discovered by the old mage.

"Interesting, Charles, twenty-five years old this year, a third-level plastic energy department specialized mage, a young man with a short personality, but who knows how to forbear, it seems that his will should not be very strong, and he should be very tolerant of manipulation." As he muttered to himself, Congus took out the Shattered Demon Crystal, and then cast a spell that teleported it to a place only a few dozen meters away from the young man, and it was also the only way for the other party to go.

As a powerful half-lich, he was able to clean up the opponent inside and out with just one prophetic spell, so it was easy to make a choice.

In fact, ninety-nine percent of the people in this world can't resist the temptation and hints of Clincienbone, but in general, the weaker the will, the better, anyway, the artifact itself has a powerful enough amount, even if the legendary mage himself comes, it will not necessarily be the opponent of the holder of the shattered magic crystal.

What's even more terrifying is that this thirty-centimeter-square icicle-shaped crystal has extraordinary intelligence, and has always liked to control a considerable number of monster armies, plus it can absorb sunlight to replenish its own consumption, and people who don't understand its characteristics are simply at a loss.

The reprimand lasted for a full ten minutes before it ended, and when the old mage turned to leave, the young man named Charles instantly burst into endless anger and roared in his heart: "Damn it! You stupid old dog! Why did you come to teach me a lesson in three days! Someday I'm going to use my powerful sculpting magic to bake you to char! ”

While venting his accumulated anger, he kicked the stones on the side of the road angrily, and the whole person began to go crazy.

Not far yet. The young man suddenly lifted a translucent, pulsating crystal. The flickering light from above instantly caught his attention. Without the slightest hesitation, he squatted down and held it in the palm of his hand to observe it carefully, and his blinking kung fu eyes revealed obsession and greed, especially the warm feeling in his hand was unstoppable.

"It's definitely a treasure!"

This was the first thought that crossed Charles's mind, and then he felt that such a thing should be hidden and never shared with anyone, and finally he thought that he might be able to use this thing to become a big man, like the old mage who had just reprimanded him.

Gradually......

The young man unknowingly fell asleep holding the evil artifact that made the entire Faeron Continent tremble. In his dreams he saw himself leading a large army to capture Aragon, the capital of Turmis, and countless people fell to their knees, and the usually high councillors kissed their boots frantically, and mouthed all kinds of flattering and pleading words, including the old mage.

I want power!

I want rights!

I'm going to make everyone lie on the ground like dogs and obey orders!

Under the hint of Clincienbon, Charles's ambition was rapidly expanding, and his whole person looked extremely hideous as if he was in a demon, and he woke up violently after only an hour.

He felt as if he was filled with power, raised his index finger to the rabbit not far in front of him, and recited a spell that he would not normally be able to grasp.

I saw a thick bolt of lightning shoot out from my fingertips in an instant. Directly turned that poor rabbit into char.

"This ...... This is a level 3 magic lightning technique?!! I was able to wield the power of a third-level mage that could only be mastered by a fifth-level mage! This crystal is indeed a treasure! That's great! I can finally give those who look down on me a little bit of color! ”

The young man was talking to himself frantically as he walked in the direction of the Otlang Mountains. Because the Shattered Demon Crystal had already given him a hint in his dream just now. Only there can a strong army be gathered, an army strong enough to capture Aragon, the capital of Turmis.

Hidden not far away, Kangus laughed and cast a teleportation spell when he saw this and disappeared in place. He knew that the matter had been successful at this point, and that the rest would be left to Clincinibbon.

This guy has waged too many wars like this, as long as he recruits monsters and builds up his strength, it won't be long before he gathers a terrifying army of evil in the Ozlang Mountains, and then sends one or two more Lichs of the Ring of Truth to help, and it won't be a problem to capture Aragorn.

No one knew that the long-vanished Shattered Demon Crystal had reappeared, and a bearer had been chosen, and soon turmoil would begin under its control, a war destined to engulf most of Turmis, and the parliamentary republic would eventually collapse.

The aristocracy who tried to restore, Dick who was ambitious and wanted to be king, the parliament that ruled the whole country, Charles, who was controlled by Clincien, and finally Henry, who provoked this qiē and then hid behind the scenes, ready to make a move, and Turmes, like Am, are sliding step by step towards the abyss.

However, this country has neither a powerful underground criminal organization like the Shadow Thief, nor a spell-casting alliance like the masked mage, and the only abundant products are warriors and knights, and there is little resistance in the face of powerful spells.

Normally, when encountering unsolvable supernatural powers, their only recourse is to turn to the temple for help, where the god of guards, Haim, and the god of justice, Tyre, have stationed two knights and a large number of priests, totaling five hundred, but in the face of the terrifying number and variety of monsters in the Oslang Mountains, they may be extremely limited.

You must know that with the blessing of the Shattered Demon Crystal, all monsters will be in a state of high morale, as long as its energy is not exhausted, the monster army will fight one by one until the last person dies.

It is precisely because of this that Clincinibon has become an evil artifact that countless good people talk about, and countless guys from the evil camp almost broke their heads for it.

After arriving in the inaccessible mountains, Charles quickly took out a replica and built the first Crystal Tower, and began to explore the surrounding goblin tribes...... (To be continued......)