No matter when and where, talents were always the most desirable thing for those in power. No matter how much they had, they would never be satisfied.
André knew very well that he could not stay in this remote and desolate archipelago forever, so he had to find a capable and relatively reliable person to help manage this simple Mage Tower. In particular, the Elemental Pool was the core part of the Mage Tower. Its value was beyond imagination, and no one in the southern city-states could make it.
Gerald Jenkinson once said that a Mage Tower was a mage's home, sanctuary, research center, and fortress. Its status and value were irreplaceable.
As a mage, André would have to build his own Mage Tower one day. When that time came, the Elemental Pool used to store energy would become an indispensable thing. Therefore, no matter what, there could not be any problems here. Otherwise, he might not be able to buy it even if he had the money.
Therefore, after much consideration, he decided to take the risk and give it a try. So, he said to the uneasy Angus, "Well, since you don't want to talk about your past, I don't want to continue asking.
Now, I'll give you an hour to clean up all the people who are in my way. After an hour, I don't want to see anyone who dares to defy my will. "
"You mean … Kill them all?" Angus opened his mouth wide in surprise, as if he had heard an unbelievable order.
One had to know that there were very few mages in the entire southern region, and every one of them was very precious. Unless they had committed an unforgivable crime, they would usually be imprisoned at most, or forced to sign a harsh magic contract. Killing them all was very rare.
There were not many official mages in the Sardinia Archipelago to begin with, and the number of apprentices was also pitifully small. If a great purge was carried out, it would definitely shake the foundation, and might even cause the Mage Tower to not be able to operate normally.
"That's right, kill them all, leave no one alive.
Remember, I don't like to leave any trouble behind, so clean your hands and feet. If necessary, I authorize you to mobilize the golems. "
After saying that, André raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The entire Mage Tower was instantly enveloped by a layer of invisible membrane. All the teleportation spells were ineffective. The people outside could not enter, and the people inside could not leave.
"You're crazy!
Well, I'll take care of all this according to your request. "
Angus licked his dry lips, turned around, and disappeared into the corridor outside. When he went out, he also took the golem guarding the door with him.
He understood that he needed to use blood and slaughter to gain the other party's trust. He had no other choice but to obey from head to toe.
In fact, from the moment the acid arrow was shot into his mouth, he already knew how cruel and ruthless André was to his enemies. André would either not do anything or go all out.
Angus didn't want to make an enemy out of such a person, nor did he dare to make an enemy out of such a person. Therefore, he didn't hesitate to sacrifice Gerald Jenkinson's disciples and trusted followers.
In the short span of half an hour, a level-three wizard, three apprentices, two servants, and a manager in charge of purchasing items had all been punched in the chest by the golem without any warning, turning into cold corpses. They didn't even have the chance to resist, and the remaining people were all escorted to the central control room to await their fate.
Quick, decisive, and merciless!
Angus used his own practical actions to prove what a qualified subordinate was, and what an excellent lackey was.
Of course, you couldn't expect such a person to have any principles, integrity, or loyalty. To put it bluntly, he just wanted to live a better life. As long as the enemy's strength was enough to threaten his life, he might betray them immediately.
Looking at the crowd standing in the empty hall trembling with fear, André had a faint smile on his face. He then threw the ring that stored the "Rejection Spell" to the bald wizard and praised him, "Well done, this is your reward.
I've never been a stingy person. As long as you work hard, I promise you'll get a generous reward. "
"Thank you for your generosity. It's my honor to serve you."
Angus bowed deeply, showing unprecedented respect and submission in front of everyone.
He was not a fool. He recognized at a glance that the ring was the one that Gerald usually wore on his finger. Its value was self-evident. He had definitely made a big profit this time.
Benefits were always the best lubricant in the communication between people. It could not only turn former allies into enemies, but also turn enemies who hated each other into allies.
After figuring out the function of the ring, Angus, who was forced to carry out the cleansing order, even had a terrifying thought that it would be good to serve such a person.
After all, as a ninth-level wizard, he couldn't cast a sixth-level arcane spell at all. Now that he had unexpectedly obtained a ring that stored a sixth-level arcane spell, it would be strange if he didn't go wild with joy.
Ignoring the fierce struggle in Angus' heart, André glanced at the remaining twenty or so people in the tower with his sharp eyes. Among them were wizards, apprentices, and servants. When they entered the door, they had already seen the body of Gerald Jenkinson and understood what had happened.
Although they were full of fear at the beginning, after thinking about the cause and effect, they were no longer afraid. Some of the smarter ones began to lower their heads slightly, trying to make themselves look as respectful as possible. As soon as the young man in front of them opened his mouth, they would immediately kneel down and pledge their loyalty.
As the saying goes, "Those who are righteous are mostly butchers, while those who are unfaithful are mostly scholars."
The smarter a person was, the more reasonable a person was, the more he would not joke about his own life. Unless they wanted to gain more benefits for their family or their descendants through death, they would definitely submit to the strong at the first moment.
After confirming that there were no hostile eyes in the crowd, André nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Very good. It seems that you have all made your choice. Then I don't need to say any more nonsense.
Remember, I'm the owner of this Wizard Tower from now on. If I'm not here, you have to obey Angus's orders. If anyone dares to secretly disobey, I don't mind letting him taste torture more terrible than death. Do you understand? "
"Yes!" Everyone on the scene responded loudly in unison.
No one dared to say a word of no, and no one dared to stand up and resist.
Gerald Jenkinson and his cronies were already dead. For the rest of the people, it was just a change of master. As long as it didn't infringe on their own interests, why would they stand up for others?
Without much effort, André brought the entire Wizard Tower under his control. The next thing he had to do was to check the inventory so that he could know what to do …