Chapter 334 How to Kill a God (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
Because the divine impact scepter opened a passage with a radius of several hundred meters directly leading to the surface world, the moonlight in the sky Starlight shone in along the crack, dispersing the dark environment of the Underdark.
Especially under the bright and cold moonlight, Zuo Si looked more calm, rational and dangerous than usual.
In contrast, Shar, the goddess of the night, used the raised stones and fallen trees on the edge of the passage to carefully avoid every ray of moonlight.
Because in Faerûn, both the moon and moonlight belong to the domain of the moon goddess Suellen. She is Shar's twin sister and also the most tit-for-tat enemy.
Once illuminated by the moonlight, Suellen may be aware of Shar's existence and take some action immediately.
Although Zuo Si had briefly met the goddess of night in the previous Pantheon, there was no direct communication between the two. It was more that the other party was secretly stirring up trouble and stumbling upon each other. son.
However, considering that he had destroyed Shar's conspiracy before, he took out the evil god Atropal from the body of Vampire Queen Badi, sealed it and stored it in another world.
It would be strange if this ancient goddess who was very vindictive didn't react.
What really puzzled Zuo Si was the purpose behind Shar's series of operations.
You must know that the Goddess of Night is not like a chaotic and evil psychopath like Cyric, who often thinks of things one by one without any plan or long-term plan at all.
Just the opposite!
Behind each of her plots, there is often an extremely large and complex plan. She often plans a dozen or even dozens of plots in one go, only to serve a certain purpose.
And this goal is also a small step towards achieving another more ambitious goal.
It is precisely because of this that Shar is called the "Dark Betrayer", "The Unseen Daughter" and the "Nightsinger".
In the continent of Faerûn, the Prince of Lies Cyric and his crazy followers may cause headaches to the rulers of many regions, but once the goddess of the night Shar and her followers appear somewhere, they can directly destroy them. Local residents were so frightened that they could not sleep at night.
The former is simply not worthy enough to carry the latter's shoes.
Because Shar is well aware that the conspiracy makes people feel frightened. The biggest advantage is that it is secretive and difficult to detect, so he will never order believers to carry out large-scale killings in order to show his power. Destruction, everything is done quietly.
Her conspiracy is like a sharp dagger hidden in the darkness. It is invisible to anyone but can cause a fatal blow the moment it is pierced.
The success rate of any conspiracy planned by Shar and his followers is often frighteningly high.
The most typical example is the murder of the god Abbrando, who has many priesthoods such as caves, dungeons, and the underdark, during the Year of Troubles.
The whole process went smoothly, and the latter did not figure out what happened until his death.
You must know that at that time, all gods walked in a very special posture of saints. The gap in strength between strong divine power and weak divine power was very small, otherwise there would not be a god of loyalty and courage. Mu, a weak divine power, killed the powerful divine power Bane in battle.
What's more, according to the original historical trajectory, the goddess of night Shar also used Cyric's hatred and jealousy of the third-generation magic goddess Midnight to successfully provoke a divine war between the two, and He decisively self-destructed the Shadow Magic Network he created, causing the genuine Magic Network to completely lose control and weaken the power of the Magic Goddess.
In the end, Cyric succeeded in killing Midnight, causing the most famous disaster in the history of Faerûn - the Spell Plague.
Countless magical flames spewed out from the out-of-control magic network, destroying a large number of cities and villages, and thousands of spellcasters went crazy or died.
This shows how terrifying the goddess of the night is.
Shar undoubtedly felt the vigilance revealed in Zuo Si's eyes, and immediately pointed to the divine impact scepter that was still in attack status, and asked with interest: "Where did you get this? Something? If I remember correctly, it was held by the ancient sun god Amaunata in the era of Netheril."
"Don't you already know the answer?" Zuo Si held the staff tightly. He gently made a lifting movement.
In an instant!
The divine impact scepter burst out with dazzling light, changing from bombardment mode to a more terrifying full-power release mode.
In this mode, this artifact will no longer have any reservations. One blow will release all the divine power converted from faith stored in it.
Obviously, this is a very obvious demonstration and warning action.
Zuo Sizai used this method to remind the other party that even if he did not summon the Eldrazi Titan, he was still powerful enough to harm or even kill the incarnation of the god.
"So you were prepared to confront the gods a long time ago? As I expected, you are very wary and hostile towards the gods." Shar said with a slight hint. He stared at the divine impact scepter with fearful eyes and said meaningfully.
Zuo Si sneered and retorted: "I don't want to be like this. But there is no way, who allows gods like you to interfere in the mortal world so frequently. Even for self-protection, I have to prepare a few more trump cards, right? Otherwise, last time In the Pantheon, I will be a piece of meat lying on the chopping board to be slaughtered. "So you are frantically collecting these things that make the gods afraid?" There was a trace in Shar's eyes. Play with it.
Zuo Si nodded without hesitation: "That's right! After all, I don't have the habit of trusting my life and safety on gods like you.
I don't believe in any gods, nor do I Those so-called promises, laws and rules only believe in the knowledge and power they have.
If I can easily destroy this world and destroy any god's country, then no god dares to do so easily. Take action against me.
Because once they fail, the ensuing revenge and price will be unbearable for them.
But now, I suddenly discovered that some gods did not seem to fully believe that this terrifying creature from the dark void had the power to kill gods and destroy the world before seeing the Eldrazi Titan with their own eyes.
Or...you think I don't have the guts to do this? ”
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si leaned forward slightly and stared at the goddess of the night, while aiming the divine impact scepter at the opponent.
Revealed from his black eyes An extremely deep light appeared, as if it would attack this incarnation of powerful divine power in the next second.
No awe!
No worries!
No more hesitation and hesitation!
There is only strong hostility and madness that destroys everything!
Shar has no doubt that if he answers in the affirmative, then the young human in front of him will go to war with the determination to destroy the entire world.
Obviously, she had never encountered such an opponent who was completely reckless of the consequences. She quickly took two steps back and explained: "Wait! It's not that I don't believe it, I just want to try to see if you are qualified to join the game of the gods. "
"Try to see if I am qualified to join the game of the gods? Who gave you the power? "
Zuo Si doesn't have such qualifications at all? Saving some dignity for this one of the oldest goddesses, he asked straightforwardly.
Such an aggressive posture instantly rendered Shar speechless. At the same time, the original smile on her face completely disappeared, replaced by a biting chill.
“Are you sure you want to talk to me this way?”
"I have clearly expressed my bottom line when I was in the Pantheon. And you have crossed the line this time! If I don't do something, I will be seen as weak and bullyable by the gods who are also hostile to me. So this body Take the incarnation as the price you must pay for crossing the line. Remember, this is the first time, and it is also the last time."
After that, Zuo Si directly released the full power of the divine impact scepter in his hand.
The next second...
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The dazzling beam of light instantly penetrated the chest of the Night Goddess, and her entire body began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You!!! How dare you?" Shar's eyes widened in disbelief.
“Why don’t you dare?
Do you think I will swallow my anger and act like nothing happened?
Or should I let you proudly display yourself as one of the oldest gods here? A sense of superiority?
I’m not that weak!
What's more...
Even if you destroy this incarnation, do you dare to send another fighting incarnation to start a full-scale war with me?
No, you don’t dare.
So what do I have to worry about? ”
After saying that, Zuo Si’s hand holding the divine impact scepter shook hard.
Shar's incarnation was torn apart on the spot and turned into a black unknown substance that dissipated in the air.
You don’t need to ask to know that this incarnation of hers was not made specifically for fighting, so it does not contain much divine power, otherwise it would never be so easy to kill.
In fact, Zuo Si saw this and decided to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
If the opponent comes with a fighting avatar, he may not be able to defeat him without summoning the Eldrazi Titan.
There is no way, the gods of Faerun are obviously much stronger than the gods of other planes.
Especially those incarnations of powerful divine power have an overwhelming and absolute advantage when dealing with mortal objects without divine sparks and divine power.
Like Raistlin, the most famous archmage in the world of Klein, whose total arcane spell casting level is only LV27, he is already able to challenge the most powerful god in the evil camp - the Dark Dragon Queen Taksis.
But what about Faerûn?
Sammaster, the founder of the Dragon Cult, who has a higher spellcasting level and more powerful power, cannot even break through the defense of Lathander, Lord of the Dawn.
In the end, the silver fire given by the goddess of magic caused the opponent to suffer some skin injuries and four drops of divine blood flowed out. As a result, he was instantly blown up.
Although this is related to the fact that the Lord of the Dawn naturally restrains undead creatures, it well reflects the gulf-like gap between gods and mortals.
You must know that Faerun’s research in the field of magic and the entire multiverse is simply not comparable to that of Klein’s world.
So Zuo Si has always been extremely vigilant about the gods of Faerun and does not dare to take them lightly.
After solving the incarnation of Shar, he immediately sealed the unconscious Angel Poison Core, and then entered the Supreme Forest through the "skylight" opened above his head.
Of course, before going up, I did not forget to send a magic message to Drizzt and Vinal, so that they could lead the team back to Luskan by another way without waiting for me.
After all, after getting what he wanted, Zuo Si no longer needed to stay in the Underdark to waste time. He couldn't wait to place the new spore god on the dissecting table and cut it into pieces, taking this opportunity to study the god's body. What is the essence.
......
At the same time, far away in the outer plane is the kingdom of the goddess of night.
Shar is sitting on her own black throne in a very lazy posture, showing no trace of anger, excitement or other emotions, as if the person who was destroyed and transformed just now is not herself. .
After several minutes, she said to herself in a slightly playful tone: "You actually destroyed my incarnation without hesitation! Soth, I really underestimated you. But it doesn’t matter, anyway, I have given the most important thing to you. Next, you will become my most powerful weapon against God.”
"Great goddess! I don't understand, why do you want to hand over Angel Poison Core? He is already a god. If he is trained a little, he will become a good helper, right?"
A human woman wearing a holy emblem knelt on one knee and asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"Help?"
Shar shook his head with disdain: "No, even if a fool like Angel Poison Core becomes a god, he has no potential to follow. There is value at all.
But if he is given to Soth, the situation will be completely different.
With Soth's character, he will definitely try his best to understand the nature of the gods and several ways to kill them.
The most important thing is that he has a strong natural rejection of gods, so he will inevitably conflict with many gods.
Just imagine, if this guy dares to destroy my incarnation without hesitation, how will he react when facing other gods whose strength is far inferior to mine?
There are too many gods in this world. If someone can make them less, why not? "
"You mean... to train Soth to become a god-killer? ”
The human woman wearing the holy emblem suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with crazy worship of her goddess.
Because she knows that as one of the twin goddesses of creation, Shar, the ultimate goal is to destroy all the gods except herself, and return the entire Toril to its original darkness, tranquility, and nothingness. A state of disturbance and noise.
The goddess of the night pursed her lips and nodded with a half-smile: "Yes, we want Soth to become a god-killer. After all, he has such potential, doesn't he? The most important thing is, This guy is my enemy, so no matter whether he succeeds or fails, I will lose nothing. But if I succeed, I will get rich rewards that far exceed my efforts."
"That's it! "Your wisdom is unparalleled among the gods." The human women fell deeply at Shar's feet.
Conspiracy, lies, deception, illusion, temptation, insidiousness...
Shar skillfully used her priesthood to successfully make Zuo Si fall into a well-prepared trap without knowing anything about it.
But whether her plan will work depends on how the situation develops.
Especially the performance of Cyric, the mad dog.
In Shar's opinion, it is much easier to deal with the Prince of Lies than to play tricks with Zuo Si, who is crazy in his rationality.
The former’s proud, arrogant, and easily jealous character is simply like a powder keg.
As long as you provoke him a little, he will obediently perform according to the set script without even having to pay any benefits.
This idiot is simply incomparable to the ancient God of Death, Yeager, let alone deal with so many priests who have certain conflicts with each other.
It is said that its arbitrary nature has made the originally orderly underworld become extremely chaotic. Demons from the bottomless abyss took advantage of this opportunity to rush in and plunder souls unscrupulously.
Many gods have expressed strong dissatisfaction with this, and believe that Cyric has not fulfilled his duties as the God of Death at all.
Of course, Shar doesn’t care at all about what will happen to Cyric, the Prince of Lies.
She just hoped that this guy would help her get rid of a few more enemies before he was finished, especially the third-generation magic goddess Midnight who was the most threatening.
But what Shar didn't know was that Cyric was actually far crazier than she imagined.
At this moment, this guy, who is currently second only to the god Io in terms of divine power, has quietly gathered a large number of scribes with fanatical beliefs.
And they will participate in the creation of the most powerful, yet also the most absurd and creepy artifact in the history of Faerûn - the "Hyrek Sutra".
The most powerful thing about this thing is that it can make any intelligent creature that has read or heard of it instantly become a fanatical believer of Cyric, the Prince of Lies.
Not to mention mere mortals, even gods will inevitably be affected to a certain extent.
On a table, a scribe only completed a small line of writing and immediately began to tremble violently uncontrollably. At the same time, blood slowly flowed down his nose, mouth and eyes. Outflow.
After a while, he fell on the table and breathed his last.
The second scribe who was waiting aside said nothing, immediately pushed the former's body aside, sat on it and continued to copy sentences full of flattery and flattery.
As a result, he died suddenly in less than a few minutes.
Obviously, in the process of making the artifact "Cyric Scripture", scribes were a kind of consumable.
Their spirit, will and soul are the source of the artifact's powerful evil power.
Regarding the sacrifices of the believers, Cyric, the Prince of Lies, who sat on the Throne of Bones, was not moved at all. Instead, he let out sharp and harsh laughter from time to time.
In the eyes of this lunatic and psychopath, being able to sacrifice one's life for one's ambition is the highest honor for these mortals.
He was completely immersed in unrealistic fantasies about the future and was unable to extricate himself. He was completely unaware of the crisis hidden behind his great power.
...A few days later, an adventuring team came to the edge of the "skylight" deep in the Supreme Forest that led directly to the Dark Territory.
The leader is obviously a half-elf bard from the Harper Alliance.
He first roughly measured the size of the hole with his eyes, and then took a breath and exclaimed: "Oh my God! What on earth is this damage caused by? Is it a super Earthquake? Or someone released some kind of amazingly powerful legendary magic? "No! It's not magic! The magic network here is very stable. If someone releases the legendary magic, the magic network will last for a long time." Weakened within a period of time.”
Another dwarf dressed as a mage gave a different opinion.
"How about we climb down and take a look?" the dwarf warrior in the team suggested, stroking the thick beard on his chin.
“Don’t be stupid! If I guessed correctly, this place should be connected to the Dark Territory, which is at least ten kilometers away. If one accidentally falls in the middle, there is a 100% chance that he will be smashed into a pulp.”
The human warrior next to him rolled his eyes angrily, picked up a stone and threw it down.
As a result, I didn’t hear any noise for a long time.
The dwarf was silent for a moment.
He is not a fool and understands what a distance of ten kilometers means for the steep cliff terrain that goes straight up and down.
Not to mention whether the rope the team brought is long enough, the height alone is enough to climb for at least two or three days.
And there must be no mistakes in the whole process, otherwise you will get stuck in the middle and be unable to get down or get up.
Just as the team leader was trying to find some useful clues around him, the priest wearing the holy symbol of Tymora, the goddess of luck, suddenly picked up a stone fragment that shone with silver light and shouted with a slightly trembling voice. Said: "Look what I found!"
moment!
The entire adventure team gathered around and inspected this strange piece of gravel repeatedly.
After a full minute, the half-elf bard urged impatiently: "Damn it! Don't show off! Tell us the answer quickly!"
"This is a piece of art. Sacred stones formed by the baptism of divine power. Usually, stones like this only appear near altars or temples, but there are quite a few of them here, and they are spread over several kilometers." The priest explained with a serious look.
It is impossible to be an idiot to become a harpist.
The leader instantly realized what the pastor wanted to express. He immediately turned around and stared at the bottomless passage and subconsciously opened his mouth: "Gods above! Are you saying that this place is the result of divine power?"
The priest nodded vigorously without thinking: "That's right! Apart from divine power, I really can't think of anything that can cause such amazing damage. It seems that something terrible happened in the Underdark."
“Is it a battle between gods?” the half-elf bard asked, narrowing his eyes.
“It’s hard to say, but one of them must be a god. But what makes me curious is that the divine power possessed by most gods will show obvious good and evil tendencies, but the remaining divine power in these stones But it seems like white paper without any color." The priest stared at the stone in his hand with confusion on his face.
“Captain, I think this matter is beyond the scope of what we can handle. It’s best to send the message back immediately, and then ask the higher authorities to send more people to help. It’s best to go down and take a look. The situation in the Underdark ”
After saying that, the dwarf mage sat down on a fallen tree trunk, looking extremely tired.
After all, they had been traveling for several days without sleep in order to get to the scene of the incident as soon as possible. This was definitely quite unfriendly to a mage who needed adequate rest to maintain combat effectiveness.
In addition, mages generally suffer from low physical fitness. Being able to persist until now without falling down can be regarded as well-trained.
"You are right. I will send the news back right away, and you guys will camp here to rest..."
Before the half-elf bard could finish speaking, a sharp weapon The arrow suddenly shot through the air from a distance and pierced the left eye on the spot with incredible speed and accuracy.
puff!
Blood instantly flew everywhere!
He fell to the ground on his back and died before he even had time to scream.
Because of the huge inertial force of the arrow, it not only exploded the eyeball, but also destroyed the brain inside the eye socket.
“Enemy Attack!!!!!”
The dwarf warrior shouted and raised the big shield in his hand, patrolling the surroundings with a very vigilant attitude, trying to find the enemy who was sending cold arrows.
But unfortunately, what he found was not one, two, or three enemies, but an entire group of more than thirty heavily armed mercenaries.
"Go! Kill them all!"
The mercenary, led by a warrior wearing black armor, gave the order to attack.
Without saying a word, the ten riders immediately urged their horses to start running and speeding up. In the blink of an eye, they divided and surrounded the team that was suspected to be sent by the Harper Alliance, and then cooperated with the infantry to kill them one by one.
The whole process took less than three minutes, fully demonstrating the superb tactical qualities of this group of mercenaries.
When the last member of the adventure team also fell in a pool of blood, the leader of the black-armored warrior raised his visor and spat fiercely at the corpse on the ground: "Bah! I know these Harpers. The bastards will definitely send people to investigate the situation. But this time, it is obvious that we Zhentarim will be more prepared."
"Head! After killing these Harper spies, they will definitely send people. "Another mercenary warned.
“Don’t worry! This time we killed and intercepted their spies, and the other side won’t have time to react for at least three to five days. Make good use of this time, and we can get it before the Harper Alliance. First-hand information to evacuate. Okay, stop talking nonsense, let brothers act quickly, Sir Ximanmeng is still waiting for our good news," the black-armored soldier urged impatiently.
However, Zuo Si obviously does not know that his use of the divine power to impact the scepter has led to a new round of confrontation between the enemies of the Harper Alliance and the Zhentarim. The mage who is currently staying in Askatra A series of extremely crazy research is carried out in the tower.
At this moment, Angel Poison Core, the God of Spores, was placed on the dissection table. His limbs, head, eyeballs, and internal organs had all been separated, and some were even soaked in huge glass jars filled with antiseptic fluid.
But even so, he still did not die, but all the divided bodies remained alive.
The most interesting thing is that whenever a certain part of the body is severely injured, other parts will turn into black spores in an instant.
Obviously, from the moment he officially became a god, Angel Poison Core was no longer an ordinary flesh and blood body, but turned into a "vegetable" made of fungal spores.
Although there is no difference on the surface, once you cut it open you will find that the spores have completely replaced the original normal cells and become the basic building blocks of its body.
In other words, his body has actually become some kind of container that carries consciousness.
His true body has already been completely spiritualized and turned into a life form that mortals cannot understand, that is, a god.
“Interesting! It turns out that real gods cannot exist in the material world at all!
Unless the god Io uses his supreme authority, they will always be isolated on another level or Dimension, it cannot be killed by normal methods.
No wonder the cases of mortals killing gods in Faerun are concentrated in the Year of Turmoil.
Only in that special situation will God become very easy to kill.
Under normal circumstances, the best way to kill a god is to kill his spirit and mind first.
And killing the spirit and thought is nothing more than exterminating its believers, allowing people in the material world to completely forget its name.
In addition, even if other methods of killing gods are successful, the opponent can be resurrected through the believers' devout prayers or bloody sacrifices. ”
Zuo Si touched his chin and made a summary with great interest.
However, what made him feel a little regretful was that Angel Poison Core didn't even have a single believer, so there was no way to study the relationship between faith and divine power levels.
Otherwise, the gods of Faerûn will no longer have any secrets from him.
"Have you found a way to kill this guy?" the diary suddenly asked.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Yes, now I know how to kill a god, especially this new god who has not even founded his own country and has not even a single believer."< br>
As the last word blurted out, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the severed head of Angel Poison Core, frantically activating the power of his own spark.
moment!
A rift leading to the dark void opened like this.
Zuo Si didn't even stop for a second, and directly stretched the hand holding his head into the dark void.
The next second...
Woo——Woo——Woo——
A creepy sound came from Angel Poison Core's mouth, followed by a ball of transparent liquid that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye and slowly spurted out from his eyes, nose and mouth.
These liquids are like crazy, desperately trying to escape the influence of the dark void and return to the material world.
But how could Zuo Si let him succeed? He quickly took out the artifact - Talona's Favor and smashed it.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Every time it is swung, the scepter will make a loud noise as if it hits an entity, and the liquid will slowly decrease.
After the last bit completely disappeared, the scepter released a dazzling red light on the spot, and exuded an aura of extremely evil hatred.
And those parts of the body placed on the dissecting table or soaked in embalming fluid. Almost instantly it lost its vitality.
At the same time in the laboratory, a portal to the star realm slowly opened.
You don’t need to ask to know that this is a phenomenon that only occurs after a certain god has completely fallen.
If there is no external interference, the god's corpse will be pulled in, and then float in the star realm, petrified bit by bit, and eventually evolve into rocks or islands of different sizes.
The corpses of the most powerful gods would even form a continent.
Similarly, the chair that just appeared in the Pantheon also collapsed and disappeared with the death of Angel Poison Core.
It was obviously impossible for Zuo Si to let the loot he finally obtained be pulled into the star realm like this, so he decisively cast a spell to close the passage.
“Angel Poisonous Core is dead?!” The diary’s tone was full of surprise.
It witnessed Zuo Si using various methods to kill Angel Poison Core in the past few days, but failed without exception.
But now, in less than five minutes, the spore god was completely dead.
“Yes, dead. I used the dark void to break the boundaries between levels and dimensions, forced out Angel Poison Core’s divine soul, spirit and consciousness, and then took out his divine How about stripping away all the sparks and divine power, and imprisoning only the original soul? "
Zuo Si casually threw the dead head into the glass container not far away, and raised the corner of his mouth. He showed a proud smile.
By killing Angel Toxcore, he realized that the Dark Void was the most powerful weapon against the gods of Faerun.
Because these gods need faith to connect different planes, once they are forcibly dragged into the dark void and lose all coordinate points, the essence of their soul, spirit, will and divine spark will be transferred from another level or Dimensions were pulled out.
At this time, as long as the divine spark is stripped away, the god will die instantly without even destroying his soul.
Of course, this major premise is that the person who is dragged into the dark void must be the body of the god and not the incarnation.
"Hahahaha! It's really easy. Congratulations, you just successfully killed a god with your own hands." The diary laughed and complimented.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Don't be happy too early. This method of killing gods will not be of much use in actual combat, especially for those with powerful divine powers who have several incarnations. ."
Diary nodded in agreement and comforted: "Don't worry, you can take your time. We have found the right direction, and the next thing to do is to follow this road. If you keep exploring, sooner or later you will gain the power to confront the gods of Faerun.”
"I hope so!"
Zuo Si gently touched the scepter in his hand, feeling the pain and despair emanating from the soul imprisoned inside.
Obviously, when he was wielding [Talona's Favor] to strip away the divine spark, he captured the soul of Angel Poison Core.
Now, he can use all the abilities of his LV22 Druid profession at will.
Just when Zuo Si was about to check the list of Angel Poison Core's spells and specialties, he was immediately interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Who is it?”
Zuo Si asked casually.
Soon, a voice sounded in his mind.
“Master, the last project you ordered us to study has made breakthrough progress.”
"What? There's been progress!"
Zuo Si was instantly overjoyed, quickly walked over and opened the door, and happened to see a Mind Flayer standing at the door.
I saw it gently waving its octopus-like tentacles and reported through the spiritual connection: "Just fifteen minutes ago, we successfully injected the consciousness of a soul into another body through the master brain, and It's in the form of remote control."
"What's the range? What's the limit of this kind of remote control?" Zuo Si asked enthusiastically.
"With the current psychic equipment, the maximum distance cannot exceed five kilometers, otherwise it will automatically disconnect from the main brain." The Mind Flayer hurriedly gave an exact number.
"What if a psychic signal amplifier is installed on the way?"
Zuo Si was obviously quite dissatisfied with the distance of five kilometers.
The mind flayer replied helplessly: "The manufacturing process of the psychic signal amplifier is very complicated, and it requires at least ten mind flayers to donate their brains. Even if it is installed, it can only be used as a signal The tower extends ten kilometers from the center. This is not a technical problem, but the new master brain is not strong enough and needs time to grow slowly."
"Will the soul remotely control the body to cause discomfort? Is it an unreal reaction?”
Realizing that the problem was rooted in the mastermind, Zuo Si immediately shifted his focus to other places.
Because he hasn't decided yet whether to allow the new mastermind to continue to grow, he can only put it on hold for now.
"No. According to the soul's own description, he felt as if he was alive again. In addition, based on your suggestions, we also tested aspects such as reducing pain and sensory stimulation, and all of them were successful without exception. It has been successful. With the current load that the main brain can bear, it can accommodate up to two thousand souls at a time for remote control."
When saying this, the mind flayer's tone became obviously a little bit. Excited.
As a summoned creature, it understands that the complex experiments its master asked it to conduct are to provide a special group of immigrants to the floating city.
To put it simply, it is to collect the souls of a group of high-end talents from the Harry Potter world, and then place them in the fantasy world through magic similar to replicating Waterdeep.
Then through the illusion, like the Avatar brain-computer interface, consciousness is instilled into the prepared clone body.
In this way, we can solve the problem of the serious shortage of living people in the floating city, and at the same time, we can use the creativity of these high-end talents to try to integrate science and magic.
The most important thing is that these people do not really exist, but must rely on magic and psychic technology. No matter how powerful the body they control is, once the connection is cut off, they are just ordinary souls without any power. .
Even their souls themselves are not under their control, and there is no chance of rebellion at all.
Thinking of this, a glimmer of expectation flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, and he directly ordered: "Go and prepare thirty clones immediately. I will use them after a while."
"As you wish. But what to do with the soul used for experiments? He already knows a lot of secrets about this plan. I think it's safer to dispose of it." The Mind Flayer suggested very cautiously.
"Then deal with it. I don't want this bastard to bring this idea to those devils after falling into Baator Hell."
Zuo Si chose without even hesitating. agree.
After all, this matter was too sensitive, so he didn’t even tell Wilmes and Isadora, just to keep it as secret as possible.
(End of this chapter)