At this time, in a small two-story building in the eastern slums of Silver Moon City, a young man in a hunting suit looked out the window at the ray of dawn and sighed quietly. Even though he had expected it in advance, the failure of the plan after painstakingly planning two missions still made him full of bitterness.
"Captain, something happened to Milot's phylactery!" While the young man was reflecting, one of his female companions pushed the door in and said excitedly, "Are we proceeding as planned?"
"Plan? Our plan has long failed!" The young man twitched his mouth and said helplessly, "Now it's just a remedy to recover some losses."
The young man pondered for a while and said, "Let everyone wait a moment. Although we failed, we must at least know the whole incident from Milot and figure out which apostle team is intervening in this competitive mission."
"Captain, Milot is a legendary powerhouse, what if he escapes..." the young companion asked hesitantly with some doubts.
"Hmph, even if Milot is resurrected through the phylactery, he is no longer that unattainable legendary mage. His equipment, including his body, was thrown in the Supreme Palace, and the newborn Lich's body didn't even recover its magic power. A series of isolation circles were arranged around the room..."
The young man curled his lips, and said indifferently, "If we can't even deal with such a demilich, we can kill them with a piece of tofu."
The two went out immediately and came to the second floor of the small building.
There are only two rooms on this floor, and there are two figures guarding the door of one of the larger rooms. A complex magic circle is engraved on the outer wall of this room. In fact, there are also magic circles on the inner layer of the floor and ceiling that are invisible to the naked eye, enclosing the entire room like a package.
There are two people outside the room door, one is tall, holding a huge tower shield, his muscles are tangled like an iron tower. The other figure was relatively thin, wearing a black robe, with a pale and bloodless face.
If the silver-clothed guards from the Supreme Palace were here at this time, they would probably be able to recognize that the black-robed mage was the prisoner they imprisoned in the underground cell more than a month ago.
"Leader..." The shield guard and the black-robed mage greeted each other when they saw the young man coming.
"Well, Romon, you have worked hard during this time!" The young man turned his eyes and reached out to pat the shoulder of the black-robed mage.
"Nothing!" The black-robed mage's eyes moved slightly, and he shook his head slightly, "I just didn't expect Zhentarim to have such a careful plan, but it really failed. Unfortunately, I have been staying in the cell. I don't know much about what happened, and I still don't know who the opponent is?"
"It doesn't matter, failure is the mother of success!" The young man chuckled indifferently, having recovered from the previous loss, he stretched out his hand and opened the door, "Let's see what the returned Lord Milot can provide us with. How much compensation?"
Hearing the young man's words, the other three looked into the room at the same time. The furniture in this room had been emptied by them a long time ago, and the empty room was filled with some snot-like black sticky body.
These dirty things adhered to the walls and ceiling like spider webs, forming an irregular three-dimensional network. At their core was a boxy black metal box.
There are countless mysterious magic runes engraved on the metal box. The six sides of the cube are all the same, and it seems that it cannot be opened at all.
There is a small hexagram circle on the floor of the room, and the crystal clear magic spar on the six corners is emitting a charming halo at this time, and waves of magic power are oscillating like ripples.
As the magic power of the magic circle fluctuated, the metal box stuck in the air by the black viscous body, the magic runes on the surface began to flash, and the black viscous sticking around it rushed to the metal box like a vessel, and soon Wrap it into a ball of meat.
The meat ball was beating regularly like a heart, and the frequency was getting faster and faster, and it gradually began to swell.
"Milot's reincarnation has begun!" Seeing this scene, a cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, and he turned his head and asked, "Have you changed all the crystals in the reincarnation circle?"
"Well, I changed them to a smaller size, so I can only support 'that adult' to form an extremely weak lich body." A hint of sarcasm appeared on the rough face of the shield guard, "Originally, the monkey was going to be in the magic circle. Use your hands and feet, but I am afraid that I will fail in reincarnation, so I don't do that!"
"Oh, by the way, where is the monkey man?" The young man asked in surprise.
"A monkey is a monkey. How can he be idle with his temper? It seems that he ran to the vicinity of the Supreme Palace to inquire about the news." The shield guard shrugged helplessly.
Just as a few people were talking, the meatballs in the room finally began to change qualitatively.
Numerous granulation shoots emerged from the growing meat ball, waving in the air like tentacles. The granulation is constantly tangled vertically and horizontally, and the darker part of it slowly reveals a porcelain-like texture, growing from top to bottom, forming a human skeleton, and the soft granulation is constantly growing around the skeleton, gradually covering it. The whole skeleton.
In a short while, the object that was originally just a ball of meat took the shape of a human body. Although facial features and skin have not yet formed on its surface, it seems that it is only a matter of time.
However, the skeleton of this lich's body is empty inside, except for a group of unidentified wriggling objects, there are no various internal organs of human beings. With the formation of the Lich's body, the black sticky substance that was originally connected to the meat ball seemed to be completely absorbed by the energy, and turned grayish white, turning into ashes and scattered on the ground.
"What a miraculous spell!" The black-robed mage called Romon by the youth, with a gleam of light in his dead gray eyes, said in admiration, "Captain, why do you have to make Milot reincarnate successfully? It’s not bad to just leave this phylactery behind!”
"Hehe, Romon, don't be greedy! Milot's lich transformation is not complete. Even if this phylactery can be brought into the starry sky, it is probably just a consumable." The young man explained with a smile, "But kill A legendary mage has a high chance of forming a bloody Rubik's Cube. What's more, Milot's status in the Zhentarim is not low, and we can get a world exploration rate to make up for the loss of mission failure."
"That's true! Leader, if you find out the skills of a mage above level B, then it will be mine!" The black-robed mage licked his lips, showing a hint of flattery on his pale face.
"Can you use the advanced skills of necromancers and liches?" Before the young man could speak, the shield guard couldn't help but sarcastically said, "The black magician is no longer a person, and I really want to change my job to become a skeleton! "
"Tch, as long as you have power, what a lich's appearance is!" The black-robed mage rolled his dead gray eyes and muttered.
"Okay, stop arguing, Milot's consciousness is about to wake up!" Another female companion next to them reminded softly.
Before the woman finished speaking, the four people outside the room simultaneously felt a huge wave of soul, erupting from the body of the lich in front of them.
Because the magic circle weakened by the magic crystal was weak, the body of the lich was not fully grown at this time, and the skull, which lacked skin and some muscles, slowly lifted up, and two hollow eye sockets popped out. A miserable green fire of the soul.
"Here is..." The skull's toothless gums were leaking, and it seemed that it was not fully awake, and it spoke vaguely intermittently.
"Lord Milot, you're finally awake!" The young man's eyes flashed, he stepped into the room with a smile, and supported the demilich, who had only seventy to eighty percent of his body built.
"You are... Weiss!" The Lich glanced down at his body, and said intermittently, "The body of the Lich... So I have completed my reincarnation, and the consciousness of the returned soul is not wrong..."
"Yes, Lord Milot, except for Romon, you are the only one who has returned to the Supreme Palace." The young man hurriedly asked, taking advantage of the fact that the lich's consciousness was not yet fully awake, "My lord, what happened last night?" , How did our plan fail?"
"Plan? That's right, Silvermoon City Lord Alustriel, assassinate..." The lich turned his head, the fire of his soul trembled suddenly, and let out a scream that didn't resemble a human being, "Damn Alustriol, damn candle Great Sage of Fort, damned crow, damned elf prince... "
The lich screamed and cursed indiscriminately, including some of his own people. It had just been reincarnated, its memory was still a little confused, and it kept cursing, and the story it told seemed to be in a mess.
"Lord Milot, do you mean that the moon elf prince who suddenly appeared at the banquet celebration played a big role in this failed assassination?" Although the Lich's narration was not coherent, the young man still Gradually restored everything that happened in the Supreme Palace last night.
"Filar Moonlight, I seem to have heard of this name!" The black-robed mage next to him frowned slightly.
"I see, it's the moon elf prince who retook the ancient road with the sun elf envoy a few months ago!" The shield guard suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"It's him?" The young man and his companions looked at each other calmly, and slowly began to understand.
In fact, the last time this group of people entered the world of Toril was in the same batch as Qin Lun and others. Compared with Qin Lun's fortress team, there is also the Lost Newcomers Group, who have received corresponding competitive tasks to destroy the ancient road of the Sun Elf envoys.
It's just that the several apostle teams that were in the Zhentarim Society at that time were unwilling to carry out this task. The reason couldn't be more clear. The world of Toril is a big world, and there are countless related plot tasks, and the task of killing the envoys of the Sun Elf is the most thankless task among them.
On the one hand, there are countless high-level powerhouses in the world of Toril, and the apostle team is relatively weak. If they want to carry out important plot tasks, they almost have to rely on plot forces.
The mission of the ancient road is far away from the headquarters of the Zhentarim Society. The Sun Elf envoys will pass through various elf courts, large and small, and they are fighting on the enemy's territory. For the apostle team, they don't want to be cannon fodder for the Zhentarim.
On the other hand, they don't have a specific marching route for the Sun Elf envoys, and they are not natives of the Toril world. They are not familiar with the geographical environment, so they may not be able to intercept the envoys. This kind of thankless task with unclear benefits is naturally not willing to do it.
Facts have proved that the apostles of the Zhentarim faction, including Weiss's team, are correct. Except for intercepting the Sun Elf envoys in the Moon Sea area and the Jondas Kingdom, the Zhentarim assassins have never been able to Find the trail of the embassy.
The last time the Sun Elf envoys showed up, they had already arrived at Baldur's Gate, and they were escorted by the Elf Guards from Evermeet Island for the last part of the way. The Zhentarim would never have any chance.
Although the previous two interceptions worked, they only reduced the guards of the envoys, and failed to kill the most important sun elf prince—Mirelas!
Of course, although the apostle team of the Zhentarim faction did not carry out this troublesome task, they still learned the whole story of the epic plot through the information of the Zhentarim, and they are no strangers to the name Feral Moonlight.
"That's right, he disappeared in Baldur's Gate for a few months and reappeared... It seems that our opponent this time is the Moon Elf Prince of Seopia!" The young man said with some self-mockery in the team channel, "Look at others, one story mission turned into a moon elf prince, but we haven't been truly regarded as our own by the Zhentarim yet!"
"It's probably a coincidence that someone discovered our plan!" The shield guard muttered softly to himself, but the lack of confidence in his words was obvious.
"Cut, failure is failure, there is no excuse to find." The black-robed mage said fortunately, "Fortunately, the leader found out in advance, otherwise if we also entered the Supreme Palace last night, it would probably have become several Bloody Rubik's Cube."
"Well, the plan this time is too long and too complicated, and it's inevitable that there will be loopholes." The young man said a little frustrated, "Since that team has even carried out the task of the ancient road, it is estimated that their strength is stronger than ours. Strong, losing to them is not too ugly!"
In fact, the Weiss team didn't know that what the shield guards said was right. It was really just a coincidence that Qin Lun and the others would discover the Zhentarim's conspiracy.
As for being misunderstood to be very strong, that is because on the ancient road, there were two silver teams in the Sun Elf Mission, the Fortress and the Lost Newcomers. The combined strength of the two apostle teams plus Elistin and others is of course much stronger than the five of them.
"Weiss...why is the elemental fluctuation here so sluggish!" After venting for a while, Lich's consciousness became clearer and he began to feel something was wrong.
"Oh?! Lord Milot, this is not surprising. Because I was afraid that the movement of your reincarnation would attract the attention of the officials of Silvermoon City, I decided to engrave a magic circle around the room to isolate magic elements. "The young man came back to his senses from the discussion on the team channel, with an inexplicable flash of meaning in his eyes, and replied with a smile.
"Magic power isolation circle?" The soul fire in Lich's eyes flickered slightly, and he said unexpectedly calmly, "Well, you are very thoughtful, then let's get out of here as soon as possible!"
"Hey, my lord, are we no longer implementing the backup plan?" There was a smile in the young man's eyes, and he asked in feigned surprise.
After the farm change that night, Weiss arranged a backup plan for the Zhentarim assassins, inducing Milot to set up a vicious abyss summoning circle in the civilian area of Silvermoon City. The intention was to stir up chaos in Silvermoon City again immediately after the assassination plan failed, and then take the opportunity to assassinate Alustriel.
At that time, the necromancer who had not yet transformed into a lich agreed, and borrowed a batch of magic materials and resources from the headquarters to Weiss. And the apostles also rejected the assassination mission to enter the palace. Except for the black-robed mage Romon who was lurking in the dungeon, no one else entered the supreme palace.
In fact, the necromancer would agree to this backup plan at that time, on the one hand, he hadn't realized that the enemy's strength would be so strong. On the other hand, he felt that the original plan was perfect, no matter what he could do to severely damage Alustri, the backup plan was just to make up the knife.
Of course, Weiss's backup plan is just to hope that Zhentalin will continue the mission and cheat some magic items. Their own backup plan is to kill the demilich in front of them and get its bloody Rubik's Cube.
"It doesn't make sense anymore. Alustriel was not injured last night, and now there are several legendary powerhouses around him, even the Queen of Storms, the Great Sage of Candlekeep, and the shield dwarves have all intervened..." The flame of Lich's soul flickered , said with an emphasis, "Take me out of the city immediately, this lich body has not been completely completed, I need time to recover!"
"This is impossible, Lord Milot!" Weiss said with a smile, "If we don't make a backup plan, where will we find compensation for our losses?"
"Your loss? Hehe, well, when I return to Zhentil Castle, I will personally compensate you..." The Lich's soul flame twitched slightly, and said lightly.
"No need, Lord Milot, aren't you our compensation?" The young man flipped his wrist, and a cold dagger was easily inserted into the Lich's chest, but he dodged the Lich without hesitation. around.
"Why do you want to do this..." Lich's weak body fell to the ground, looked down at the dagger on his chest, and said through gritted teeth, "What price did Alustriol give you? Will the Zhentarim let you go? , she can't protect you for the rest of your life, so it's too late to stop now!"
"Lord Milot, you misunderstood. If we betrayed you to the Silver Moon Alliance, why wait until now!" Weiss smiled softly and waved to the companions behind him.
"What is that for? Wealth, magic equipment, spell inheritance? I have nothing on me now, and you won't get anything if you kill me!" the Lich screamed hoarsely.
"Captain, why are you talking nonsense with it? Get over it soon!" The shield guard showed a ferocious smile, and stretched out his big hands to grab the Lich's neck.
After a while, the shield guard happily picked out a blood-red Rubik's Cube from the ashes of the Lich's Body, and threw it to Weiss in the rear, "Sure enough, the Rubik's Cube came out, so I didn't lose too much!"
"Captain, what are we going to do next?" The female companion who hadn't spoken much looked at the bloody Rubik's Cube in Weiss's hand and asked softly.
"What's next... There is no way to take the mission from the Zhentarim Society!" Weiss said thoughtfully, "Let's go out of the city first, and let the monkey keep an eye on the moon elf prince... He ruined our plan Such a long-term plan, naturally we have to give us an explanation!"