Chapter 13

Because he left in such a hurry last time, there were many things he did not have time to take away. Sakavi felt it was necessary to send Grap to Kadowen again.

He had operated in the Great Swamp for many years, and he did not have time to take away the various instruments, materials, and seeds for potion production. At that time, only gold coins were distributed, and these things were not mentioned. By the way, he would also trick a few more swamp toads over.

Thinking of this, Sakavi ordered Grap to put down his current work and go to the Great Swamp. Besides the above tasks, he should try to get as many of the swamp toads' poison-making and trap technologies as possible. He was very short of talents in this area.

After doing all this, Sakavi felt it necessary to take a good rest. Vilanse's combat power far exceeded his expectations. If he had not been worried about insufficient magic power and specifically taken out his heart and replaced it with a magic power stone purchased from the Astral Plane black market, he would probably have been finished there last time.

The intensity and variety of magic Vilanse could cast had already reached the Legendary realm. It seemed it was the restriction of the Kadowen plane that stopped her at the Master Rank.

The biggest difference between Legendary and Master was that Legendary was the peak that an ordinary person could reach, not only being able to influence the magic structure of the plane.

But also being able to sign contracts directly with elements, casting elemental magic without chanting. They could also possess their own domain, which was a space unique to themselves, which could store things or hold people.

To prevent encountering this situation again, Sakavi felt it was time to start researching life-saving magic. In the dragon heritage, there was a record of a curse. Once a contract was signed, the damage suffered by the two people would be exchanged immediately.

Demons from the Nine Hells had deceived dragons into signing such contracts more than once. Later, because the devils provoked Tiamat, the method of making such contracts, along with the people who invented the contracts, were all burned to ashes.

If this kind of contract were used in reverse, wouldn't he be able to have a few more lives? No sooner said than done, Sakavi immediately sent drow elves to the Astral Plane black market to purchase detailed information about this contract.

The drow elves did not return, but Gop came back first. Looking at the harpy walking in with Gop, Sakavi's anger flared up. They had already fallen into his hands, yet they dared to be so arrogant.

"Little bird, didn't expect it, right! I'm back. It's time to make you pay the price!"

"Father, don't do it. I... I am your daughter. You can't kill me."

"Hmph, spineless thing. Even if you call me grandpa today, it's useless. If I don't pluck all the feathers off your body, I'll take your surname from now on!"

"Master, calm your anger. She really is your daughter. The harpy you mentioned has already been killed by the ogre warlord."

"Nonsense, I would recognize that harpy even if she turned to ashes. She looks just like this, you old fool."

"Master, it's absolutely true! The entire harpy tribe was wiped out. I also found this in their lair."

After saying this, Gop took out a juvenile dragon skull. Looking at the skull with a familiar aura, Sakavi finally believed that the harpy tribe had really been wiped out by someone.

The harpy in front of him seemed to be really a size smaller than the one back then, and seemed to carry a dragon-blood aura? This... father and daughter having the same surname was not impossible.

Watching the dragon in front of him staring at her, the harpy asked tentatively: "Father, mother is already gone. If you want, do you think I'm okay?"

"I'm so angry. Which bastard taught this child? Her values are as crooked as her facial features."

After saying this, Sakavi hung her on the beam and beat her. No one could persuade him. Later, it was the new leader of the gray dwarf tribe who came forward and persuaded Sakavi to let her put on clothes before continuing to beat her.

Well, Sakavi did not need to wear clothes himself, and harpies did not have the habit of wearing clothes, so he had forgotten about this matter.

Although he did not want to acknowledge her, since she was standing in front of him, he had no choice but to accept her. Sakavi could only keep her by his side and teach her to be a civilized harpy.

After dealing with this matter, through Gop's narration, Sakavi understood the general idea of the matter. It turned out that after the transaction was completed back then, the Dragon Cult turned around and sold him to the Church of Light. The Church of Light demanded Borg to hand over the person.

How could Borg hand over the person? He could only bring people to the Great Swamp to catch a few dependents to fulfill the mission. Vilanse, who did not know where she got the news, ran over and persuaded Borg that catching the harpy and sending her to fulfill the mission would be more effective, saying that she was Sakavi's lover, which would definitely be better than a few useless dependents.

Having given birth to a child with dragon blood, the harpy leader could not defend herself and was taken away and executed. The entire tribe was slaughtered, except for little Lady Tali, who did not know why she was let go.

It seemed Vilanse's strength was much greater than he imagined, actually being able to persuade Borg, the hegemon of the Kadowen plane. However, Sakavi still did not believe that the Church of Light would let Lady Tali go and return.

As expected, a holy light mark was indeed found on little Lady Tali. This kind of mark only worked when holy light sensing was activated. Fortunately, the dominant religious force in this plane was the War God Church among the three major churches of the Pantheon, and the power of the Church of Light could not reach here.

If he left this plane, he had to be careful. The Church of Light probably already knew that Sakavi was in this plane. There were only a few rifts out of the plane. As long as they sent a few people to keep an eye on them, it would be difficult for Sakavi to leave here in the future.

When Sakavi was focused on researching necromancy, Grap returned. He not only brought the data and instruments he needed but also brought thirty swamp toads. The performance of this druid always made people unable to find any fault. In addition, he also brought news of Vilanse.

She asked Sakavi to return the Holy Light Mirror he snatched during the last fight. Heaven and earth conscience, he was almost purified into ashes by that thing on the spot, and the skull he had worked so hard to make was also destroyed. Wasn't it right to take one of her magic tools?

However, Sakavi did not dare to mention it, fearing that if he mentioned it, she would turn around and ask him for medical expenses. Sakavi not only sent the Holy Light Mirror but also sent the transfer contract for the slaves in the Great Swamp.

A group of little cuties really thought Sakavi had lifted his control over them. What a joke, he was a dignified, cunning black dragon; how could his words be credible?

What he lifted was only the dependent contract; the slave contract signed at the beginning did not say when it was lifted. Since Vilanse cared so much about the Great Swamp, he would just do her a favor and give it to her.

A year later, after his repeated experiments, he confirmed that the puppets he made really had the function of resisting damage for him, but there was one small problem: they could only resist once, and they would be useless after resisting.

The materials for making them were not cheap, requiring the soul of an intelligent creature. Although there were many crazy kuo-toa in the underground world who did not even know who they were, catching too many would eventually be noticed by others, and then they would find a way to restrain them.

It seemed they could only be used in fatal danger. It was difficult to find many dragons, but it was very easy to find materials harder than a dragon's body.

Watching the finished puppets being put into stone coffins, Sakavi finally did not have to worry about being easily beaten to death by others. However, these puppets were useful for those below the Legendary Rank; it was hard to say for a demigod.

Sakavi had felt that he was about to break through to the Legendary Rank half a year ago; all he lacked was an opportunity. Although the Legendary Rank of the Red Moon plane was not full, the various forces here would not welcome a strange black dragon to break through. It was very necessary to say hello in advance.

When the drow elves returned, he would start visiting the various forces one by one. While waiting, Gop returned. He brought back the latest news from the Great Swamp, but this news simply broke Sakavi's heart.

He kindly distributed money to his subordinates when they broke up, but not only did they not remember his kindness, but as soon as he left, they actually handed the money over to Vilanse. Sure enough, these people feared power but not virtue.

Forget it, he had not gone back for many years, and he had not earned less money. If a few fence-sitters wanted to hug whichever thigh, let them go. There was no need to care so much about this group of bumpkins who had never even left the plane.

Time flew by for another half year, and Sakavi finally waited for the drow elves to return, but it seemed there were more returning than going.

It turned out that not all defectors believed in Vhaeraun; many chose to believe in other gods. This gave Sakavi a not-so-small surprise.

"Exile, what is your name?"

"Vierna Diefu, a loser in the competition of the Underdark, a former priestess of the Spider Queen, now a believer of the War Church, a Master Rank assassin, pays tribute to you, great black dragon."

This crisp and neat speaking style and the unobtrusive flattery made Sakavi very satisfied. Nobles were different; even their speech was so elegant. However, looking at the other party's attitude, it would not be easy to recruit them.

"Not bad, I like your ability. Name your price! I need dependents like you."

"I need ten thousand gold coins and a city of deep gnomes."

"I will give you one hundred thousand gold coins and let the gray dwarves build a city you are satisfied with. You and your subordinates will become my dependents."

"Not enough, my lord. Your offer is still too low; dependents are a different price."

"Is that so? Then what can you do for me? I don't lack gold coins, but not a single one is redundant!"

"My lord, what you need now is an organization that can provide you with intelligence on the entire plane at any time, or you may need intelligence from outside the plane."

"Why should I believe you?"

"Operating in the shadows, no one can compare to us drow elves. This is a meeting gift for you; you will like it."

After saying this, Vierna handed over a book called "Puppeteer." It seemed his current strength could not recruit this drow elf family. Since that was the case, getting familiar with them was also good; there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

"Vierna, what made you choose to come here?"

"Grand Duke Laster above does not like people who walk in the dark. My family is often squeezed out there, so I intend to find a new employer."

"Ten thousand gold coins a year, plus a small town built according to your requirements."

"My lord, you seem to have forgotten that my family will not engage in lowly labor."

"I will manufacture puppets that can engage in labor according to your style."

"Deal, Vierna is at your service."