Chapter 420: I, the great Bane, am back (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
How do mortals feel when facing an incarnation of powerful divine power?
Just look at the armies composed of humans, orcs, half-orcs, and hobgoblins on the city walls and gates. They are crawling on the ground uncontrollably, unable to even stand.
Even the priest who still maintains a firm belief in Bane, the god of tyranny, is shaking slightly uncontrollably.
Although they tried their best to resist the pressure from the hostile gods, it was of no avail due to the huge gap between humans and gods.
As for those mages and warlocks who were used to being selfish, they all ran away immediately.
Confronting a crazy god like Cyric who is obviously mentally disturbed?
What a joke!
They don’t want to die for nothing!
Many people who originally vowed to live and die with the Benn Church have now long since lost sight of their shadows.
There is no doubt that in front of the real gods, mortals are as humble and fragile as ants.
The former can wipe out all life within a radius of dozens or even hundreds of kilometers with just one thought!
This absolute gap in power level cannot be restored by legendary magic and one or two artifacts.
Even Manzon, the lord of Zhentil Keep and the supreme leader of the Zhentarim, is hiding in his mage tower and does not dare to show his face. At the same time, he has deep feelings for the founder of the Dragon Cult. Infinite admiration for Sammaster.
Because he didn't understand at all how this crazy guy had the courage to attack Lathander, the Lord of the Dawn, who had powerful divine power, and even managed to hurt the opponent with the remaining silver fire in the end. .
Although Mansong knew that in theory, gods would not take the initiative to attack or even kill a mortal.
Even if this mortal speaks rudely, debates with or even insults him.
Unless a mortal attacks the god first, the god will have an excuse to reasonably fight back.
Because taking the first step means that the god is not confident in the doctrine and philosophy he preaches, which is equivalent to admitting that he cannot refute the other party in the debate, so he becomes angry and chooses to use violent means to save face.
Look how many years Lathander came to fight as avatar to destroy Sammaster and the undead army he controlled. He was laughed at by the mortals in the material world for many years, even though the gods of the lawful good camp responded strongly to him. contempt and contempt.
What's more, it wasn't him who made the first move, but the Dracolich mount under Sammaster's crotch that breathed out the flames first.
Generally speaking, if a god wants to kill someone annoying, the best way is to let the believers and followers do it, giving a small amount of help themselves.
Some evil gods also use demons or devils as thugs.
After all, this is the unspoken rule of the battle between gods.
Otherwise, with the terrifying power they possess, if they go out in person every day to slaughter the believers of the gods of the opposing camp, there will probably be no one left alive on the continent of Faerûn in a few days.
Well, the entire continent and even the planet beneath our feet will collapse and collapse.
Similarly, the Earth Mother Goddess Chantiya and the God of Gods Io will definitely not allow this to happen.
So when facing the incarnation of a god, as long as you don't seek death, you generally don't have to worry too much about your life safety being threatened.
Even the most evil god will not attack a mortal when he comes to incarnate, as that would make him appear to be lacking in cultivation and style.
But now...
No one dares to bet on whether Dark Sun can still maintain his sanity and abide by these most basic rules in his current mental state.
"Fozor Chamberre!"
Cyric's incarnation shouted the name of the Chosen of Bane, the god of tyranny.
As an extremely petty and vindictive god, he will never forget how the "Tyrant of the Moon Sea" refused his solicitation in public with righteous words, and how he organized forces in Zhentil Castle to fight against the attack of his followers. Infiltration and jihad.
It can be said that without Fuzoul Chambery and relying on the strength of Manson alone, this city would not be able to survive now.
Now, the Prince of Lies wants to use the powerful and evil Book of Cyric to turn this most stubborn person into a fanatical believer, thus proving his supremacy as the only true god in Toril.
It has to be said that his indescribable desire for performance and revenge makes him look like a villain.
You must know that although Zuo Si himself has a strong desire for revenge, he only focuses on the results of revenge rather than the process.
But Cyric is just the opposite. He not only wants the results but also shows the entire process to everyone.
The description of Ogma, the God of Knowledge, as "inferior and arrogant" couldn't be more appropriate.
There is no doubt that at this time, Fuzoul Chambery, who is the spiritual leader of Zhentil Castle, cannot hide like Manson.
Otherwise, the people's faith in Bane will completely collapse in an instant.
So he appeared directly at the city gate without hesitation, releasing the divine power given by the God of Tyranny in his body, and raised high the artifact in his hand that had also been blessed by Benn [The Tyrant's Artifact] Eye Scepter], responded loudly: "Lord of Lies! I am here! With all the followers of the great Lord of Darkness! We will never surrender to you!"
"Hahahaha! No! Wrong! That's it! Remember the way you reject me now! It won't be long before you and all the followers of Ben behind you fall at my feet."
With crazy laughter and laughter. Talking like crazy, Cyric suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap!
After a crisp sound, a huge high platform suddenly rose from the ground, appearing outside the city of Zhentil Castle like a pyramid.
It is very high!
The highest point is at least fifty meters away from the ground, which is far higher than the ten-meter-high city wall, the fifteen-meter-high city tower and even the twenty-meter-high arrow tower.
A woman wearing a skull mask quickly walked forward, knelt on the ground and kissed the upper of Cyric's shoe. Her face was full of fanatical admiration, and she was still holding the black book tightly in her arms. The sacred book.
"The supreme great master! Your humble servants are at your command."
"Go! Go to the highest place to show these ignorant fools my greatness! Tell them that I am the only true God in the country and even the entire universe! ”
Cyric gave the order straightforwardly.
“As you wish!”
The woman wearing the skull mask climbed up the tower step by step without saying a word, and spread out the Cyric Sutra. On the bookshelf, show the words that seem to be written in blood to all the soldiers on the walls of Zhentil Keep.
Especially making sure that Ben's elector, Fuzoul Chambery, can clearly see it.
Then she began to read the contents aloud in a hysterical voice.
In the blink of an eye, dazzling green light burst out from the page, covering the entire city.
“Directly use the power of lies to forcibly convert the beliefs of everyone in a city?!”
Vilmes’s eyes widened and he was completely shocked by Cyric’s crazy behavior.
She simply couldn't believe that there could be such an arrogant god in this world who dared to stand up and openly challenge the unspoken rules and bottom lines of the battle between gods.
Aren’t you afraid of being mobbed?
Looking at the interesting reaction of the Purgatory Red Dragon, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and asked: "Do you know what the highest level of lies is?"
"What is it?"
< br>Vilmes asked very cooperatively.
"It's self-deception.
To put it simply, it means convincing yourself that these lies are true.
In this way, others can believe it too.
So don't doubt it The mental state of the madman in the distance.
He really thinks that he is the only true god in the country, and he wants to kill all the other false gods."
Zuo Si gave the answer straightforwardly.
However, he believed that Imanson and Fuzor Chambery must have been fully prepared and had shown the "True Biography of Cyric" to all the believers loyal to Bane in the city.
In other words, this self-righteous performance by the Prince of Lies will eventually turn into a joke and farce.
Of course, to a certain extent, this is also a traditional repertoire of the chaotic evil camp.
"Father, when are you going to take action?"
Nimedona asked in a low voice, while her eyes flashed with an emerald green light that symbolized nature and life.
It is not difficult to see from the flash of disgust that she does not like Cyric, the extremely crazy, chaotic, evil and cruel god at all.
Zuo Si responded meaningfully: "Don't worry, let's let these two groups of people beat each other to death first.
I'm very curious, when the madman discovered that the brainwashing artifact he created has no fundamental What an interesting reaction they will have when they become angry.
In addition, whether the plan for the return of the Dark King jointly planned by Fuzoul Chambery and Manson will be as successful as they imagined. , is also worthy of focus
.
After all, this is the process of a powerful god returning from the world of death, and it is of great research value.
It will reveal to us the most fundamental and essential secrets of gods. ”
“That’s it. ”
After realizing that it would not be her turn to join the battle for a while, Nimedona immediately raised her hands to manipulate the natural energy, used vines to weave a swing full of colorful flowers, and then sat down gracefully. It swayed slightly like a forest elf.
Several birds and animals seemed to be attracted by the energy, landing on her shoulders or feet, presenting a beautiful scene of life and nature coexisting in harmony. .
Even if there was the infernal red dragon Wilmes next to him, it did not make the little animals feel frightened or intimidated at all.
You don’t need to ask to know that this is the result of the powerful divine-like aura of the Natural Divine Attendant completely covering the dragon’s power.
Although there was a hint of longing in the eyes of the succubus Loli, she hesitated for a moment and decided to stay with her master, snuggling in his arms motionless, as well-behaved as a delicate and beautiful doll.
But unfortunately, Atona's flattering performance did not attract Zuo Si's attention at all.
The latter's attention has been completely focused on Zhentil Castle in the distance and the incarnation of Cyric's arrival.
As the voice of the woman standing on the high platform became louder and louder, and her mental state became more and more crazy, the entire "Hyrik Sutra" was quickly read out.
But when she closed the book and started reciting words praising the Prince of Lies loudly, the only people behind her responded were those guys who had already been brainwashed.
The defenders on the city walls, city gates and arrow towers all looked like they were looking at fools, lunatics or lunatics. Instead of having fanatical beliefs on their faces, they looked extremely disgusted.
Fuzor Chambery even mocked mercilessly: "That's it?
Is this the final resort you have prepared for me and the entire Zhentil Castle?< br>
A ridiculous farce?
It seems you are still as superficial as before!
I don’t know what true faith is at all!
Now, let me show you why so many mortals are still willing to follow Bane, the great god of tyranny, after his death.
Because we fear the Dark Lord!
Awe of his power!
Believe in and practice his philosophy!
Only dictatorship and tyranny have the highest efficiency and can make the world a better place!
What about you?
What else do you have besides these rabble and those ignorant people who have been brainwashed by lies?
If one day you decline or die, will these people continue to serve you?
The answer is obviously no!
So it would be a pipe dream for us to give up our faith in Bane and serve you instead.
Zhentil Keep is the holy place of the great Dark Lord!
The mortals here will never give in, let alone give up their beliefs! ”
It has to be said that although Fuzole Chamberry is sinister, cunning, evil, and has an almost pathological fascination with power, his faith is indeed very firm and has never wavered from beginning to end.
Especially at a critical moment like now, even when faced with the incarnation of a hostile god, he did not flinch at all.
"No!!!!!! This is absolutely impossible! How could you withstand the power of the artifact!"
Seeing that his carefully planned performance ended in failure, Hope Rick suddenly began to rage like crazy with impotence.
I saw him flying directly to the high platform, pushing aside the woman wearing a skull mask and having a very high priest level, taking the "Cyric Sutra" from her hand and turning it over again.
After confirming that the power above had not faded or disappeared, he stared at the two eyes with terrifying light and asked: "What have you done?"
"Haha, what made you produce this? Do you have the illusion that I can answer this question?”
The corners of Fuzuoer Chambery’s mouth turned up slightly and he sneered.
"You are looking for death!"
Cyric was obviously very angry. He didn't care about the unspoken rules of the battle between the gods. He raised his hand and wanted to use his extraordinary divine power to kill this man. A bastard who dares to embarrass himself over and over again.
As a powerful divine power that combines all the divine functions of the three gods of death, he possesses a series of "extraordinary divine powers" such as [Hand of Death], [Life Extraction], [Divine Impact], [Destructive Strike], [Life and Death], etc.
Especially [Hand of Death] and [Seize Life and Death] are extraordinary divine powers that can only be possessed by mastering the "Death" priesthood.
Their characteristic is that as long as the target is a mortal and there is no divine power, quasi-divine power, divinity or divine spark in the body, then no matter how high the professional level, basic attributes, or how many blessings are given to oneself, Powerful legendary protective magic, the result will basically be death in an instant.
This chasm-like gap is the most realistic portrayal of the contrast in power between mortals and gods. It is also the motivation for countless powerful spellcasters to desire to become gods.
But just when the black divine power symbolizing death began to flash in Cyric's hand, another god also suddenly descended into an incarnation.
He is not another god, but the successor of the self-proclaimed god of tyranny. He is also the son of Bane's god. He is Xvimu who currently maintains between weak and medium divine power.
The main reason why this god with a half-demon appearance appears is to protect his main source of faith in the mortal world.
Otherwise, if Cyric even knocks on the door without any response, and just sits back and watches Zhentil Keep be conquered or destroyed, then no one will be willing to follow and believe in him in the future.
"Xivem? You actually dare to show up!"
Cyric raised his chin in surprise, showing a very surprised expression.
"I order you to leave immediately! This is not your territory!"
Xivem warned sternly.
Normally speaking, in order to avoid a direct confrontation between gods, both parties should take a step back at this time.
But the crazy Cyric didn't care about this at all. After letting out a burst of ear-piercing laughter, he rushed forward and launched the first attack.
Xivem had no choice but to fight.
As a result, when the incarnations of the two gods collided, the terrifying divine power instantly tore apart the sky, the earth, and everything within a thousand meters.
The next second...
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
With the deafening loud noise and explosion, the terrible energy impact turned the indestructible walls of Zhentil Castle into dust in an instant.
The defenders above were so dead that not even ashes were left.
Seeing that their god had started a war, the crazy believers who believed in Cyric also drew their weapons and shouted slogans, launching a full-scale attack on Zhentil Castle, which was unwilling to surrender.
Since they numbered more than 8,000 people, far more than the defenders in the city, when the charge was launched, it looked like roaring waves.
“Come on! Kill these heretics!”
“For the great prince of lies!”
“For the supreme and only true God!”
"Kill all living things in this city!"
"Use killing, blood, death and corpses to make those who still believe in false gods understand that this is their fate."
< br>For a moment, the sky-shattering shouts of killing filled the sky above Zhentil Castle.
Due to the large number and the loss of the protection of the city wall, Zhentil Castle was unable to completely stop the enemy's attack. They could only use squadrons and squads as units to fight fierce street battles in the city.
These lunatics and lunatics have no sense at all. They basically kill whatever they see.
Countless civilians, elderly people, women and children who were hiding in the house were also dragged out of the house and their intestines and stomachs were dismembered in an extremely cruel and cruel way.
Guts, heads, stumps and broken arms...
Dark red plasma covered almost every corner of the streets and alleys.
Some victims had half of their intestines pulled out, and they were struggling to crawl on the ground while wailing in pain.
Obviously, Cyric's followers were not here to conquer and occupy the city, but to destroy it completely.
In addition, the fire magic released during the battle quickly ignited the houses and spread quickly among the wooden buildings.
Blood and fire!
Fight and kill!
Pain and death!
Although the scale is far less than a brutal bloody battle, for a war that takes place on the main material plane for mortals, this is already quite bloody and terrifying.
The residents of Zhentil Castle, who had long been accustomed to being the only ones to invade and bully other countries and towns, tasted the taste of karma for the first time.
The chaos caused by the war also destroyed order and law.
Many nobles and wealthy businessmen who usually liked to exploit slaves were killed by slaves who escaped from the chaos, and even suffered inhuman abuse and torture before dying. Not only that!
The slaves who were full of anger also snatched weapons and armor to arm themselves, and then carried out destruction, arson, robbery, and rape in the city, venting all the anger accumulated in their hearts. .
At this moment, the dark side of human nature is vividly reflected in this war.
In particular, the two incarnations of gods fighting in the sky are both from the evil camp, so the divine power they release also affects the mortals below to some extent.
But none of them noticed that when all Cyric's believers poured into the streets and alleys of the city, all the sacrificial circles hidden under the buildings were activated.
Almost at the same time, Fuzor Chambery also issued orders to churches everywhere to start holding grand ceremonies for Bane, the god of tyranny.
Standing on the top of the mountain outside the city, Zuo Si could clearly observe that the souls of all unlucky people who died in the battle, whether they were followers of Cyric or residents of Zhentil Keep, would be sacrificed. It was absorbed by the sacrificial circle and then thrown into the empty throne of the Dark Lord.
For every living soul thrown into it, the throne will emit a stream of black and red flames.
After more and more souls are absorbed, it can be seen that Xivimu, who inherited part of the power and priesthood of the God of Tyranny, begins to become particularly powerful.
From the beginning, being suppressed by Cyric gradually became more and more back-and-forth, and it even became evenly matched at one point.
Of course, it’s not worth making a fuss about if it’s just like this.
After all, the combat power of gods often cannot be simply calculated simply by using divine power and divine level.
But the problem is, the stronger the strength becomes, the more wrong Xivem's mental state becomes.
The two eyes are constantly changing between red and green, and the fighting style is sometimes based on dodge and defense, and sometimes it turns into an extremely violent active attack.
When the sacrifice of souls came together with the devout prayers and calls from churches across the continent of Faerûn, a scene that shocked all mortals and gods in the entire country finally happened.
Xvim, who was fighting with Cyric's incarnation just a second ago, suddenly stopped all movements.
Before the former could react to what was happening, his body suddenly exploded without warning, releasing a large cloud of terrifying green smoke.
Immediately afterwards, a bald man with light green skin slowly walked out, raised his right hand wearing a black iron glove high, made a fist and made a declaration.
"Strife, hatred, tyranny, fear! I, the great Bane, am back!"
In an instant!
The whole world changes color!
Whether they were present or not, all mortals clearly saw this real illusion.
Similarly, those enemies of the Dark Lord, such as those who are loyal to the God of Courage, Thom, the God of Justice, Tyr, the God of Guards, Heim, and the Lord of the Dawn, Lathander, all pay close attention to this place.
There is no doubt that Bane's resurrection directly tore apart the four important priesthoods of Cyric, causing him to fall into hysterical madness out of control again.
“No!!!!!!!!
No! No! No!
How dare you, a despicable false god, steal what belongs to me?
I'm going to kill you!
Tear you apart!
Decor my throne with your bones! ”
Unfortunately, before the Prince of Lies could launch an attack, Bane summoned black lightning first and hit the former in the face with a bang, sending him flying dozens of kilometers away. A river three to four meters deep was created out of thin air on the ground, extending all the way to the Dragon's Spine Mountains in the north.
If the direction of the attack was Zhentil Fort, then the entire city would be destroyed. will be completely reduced to nothing.
However, Cyric is obviously not someone who gives up easily, especially when he is in an abnormal and crazy mental state.
Just a minute later, he activated his divine power and appeared directly behind Bane, intending to surprise the newly resurrected God of Tyranny with his best backstab.
But this guy has obviously forgotten that the reason why he was able to kill gods in the turbulent years was not because of his superb sneaking and backstabbing skills, but because the gods at that time were the weakest saints. Posture walking.
This can be seen from the fact that Heim, the only guardian god who has not been knocked down to the mortal world, can easily kill the second-generation magic goddess whose strength is only inferior to the god of gods Io.
So before the sword in his hand was handed out, the Prince of Lies saw the ferocious smile on Ben's face when he turned around.
"After so many years, I can't believe that even though you have become a god, you still haven't made any progress at all."
The words have not yet finished!
The God of Tyranny raised his fist wearing a black iron glove and struck Cyric hard on his disgusting face.
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
The sound of violent air explosions suddenly rang in everyone's ears, and then they saw the latter falling from the sky like a meteor, hitting the ground with incredible speed and force, and smashing out a radius of hundreds of meters. A huge pit with a bottomless depth.
There is no doubt that this is a battle between gods.
There are not so many fancy skills, and there are very few dazzling and gorgeous arcane and divine arts. It is just the collision of pure divine power.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that neither of them has any relationship with magic-related clergy.
If it were replaced by the Goddess of Magic, the God of Mage, and the God of Knowledge, the results might be different, but the essence would not change much.
And an attack like this, which for a mortal would be instantly wiped out in ashes, is obviously nothing in the face of powerful divine power.
After a while, Cyric climbed out of the pit.
But this time, he obviously learned his lesson and did not launch an attack rashly. Instead, his eyes showed fear with a hint of hatred and malice.
Although this guy has gone crazy, he understands that in his current state, it is basically impossible to kill Bane, who is also powerful.
But just when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a sense of danger coming from behind.
The next second...
boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
A dazzling white light beam fell from the sky, directly covering the King of Lies.
The terrifying power drove it deep underground again in an instant.
Divine impact? !
Ban raised his head suddenly, just in time to see Zuo Si riding down from the sky on a red dragon of purgatory, and the scepter in his hand that emitted dazzling white light.
"I hope my attack just now did not disturb you, the great dark lord."
Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.
"Are you Soth?"
Bane looked at the interesting young human in front of him with interest.
In fact, he has already regained consciousness and is silently absorbing strength from his son of God, waiting for the best time to resurrect, so he knows a little about what has happened in Faerûn in recent years.
Whether it was the special identity of Planeswalker Zuo Si, the bold act of summoning the Eldrazi Titans in the bottomless abyss, or the perfect tyrant potential shown in the ruled area, the God of Tyranny was full of interest.
Especially the merciless attack just now made Ben realize that today's drama did not seem to be as simple as he thought.
Zuo Si nodded lightly: "Yes, that's me. Even though it's our first meeting and we lack the most basic understanding and trust between each other, I still feel that we can reach a conclusion in dealing with Cyric. Consistent, isn't it?"
When Ben heard this, he burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! You are right, no matter who it is, as long as he is willing to fight Cyric together. I welcome them all. In addition, the weapon in your hand seems very interesting. It absorbs the power of faith and converts it into divine power, right?"
"Well, that's right. There are not many things that can really hurt the gods. I once had the opportunity to destroy an incarnation of Shar, the goddess of the night, but I don’t know how effective it is against the powerful incarnation of the god.”
Just as Zuo Si was speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, holding out the long sword in his hand at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.
The stabbing position is right at the back of the body which is enough to kill with one blow.
But at the moment when he was about to succeed, a dazzling green light fell from the sky, followed by the God of Nature Nimidona appeared out of thin air, waving the Blade of Life in her hand to block the back stab.
Cang!
Dazzling golden and green sparks suddenly flew everywhere.
This time the contest between divine power and quasi-divine power ended in a tie.
Nimidona not only successfully prevented Cyric's sneak attack, but also forced him back more than ten meters.
“Attendant of the Blazing Sky?!”
The Prince of Lies’ pupils suddenly dilated, clearly expressing the unrest in his heart.
Because he knows that the number of such creatures that can compete with the gods is very rare, and they are almost only loyal to the most powerful gods, such as the Elf Lord Corellon, the God of Justice Tyr and the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut.
If there is an Attendant of Blazing Heaven appearing here, it means that there may be some unknown conspiracy and alliance against him hidden behind it.
“Hello, Prince of Lies Cyric.
After all, this is not the first time we have met.
Last time at the meeting of the gods, you were It caused a lot of trouble for me.
Do you know why I never took any substantive revenge?”
Zuo Si had a disturbing smile on his face, as if he was talking to an ordinary person, rather than an incarnation of powerful divine power that had fallen into madness.
“Are you waiting for the right time?”
Cyric asked in an uncertain tone.
"Bingdog! That's the right answer!
Because I know that the best way to deal with a troublemaker like you is to beat him to death with a stick when you see the opportunity.
For this reason, I carefully planned today's actions.
Now that Bane, the god of tyranny, has been resurrected, the new god of death should also take the stage.
Look, today I am going to tear off all the priesthoods on your body one by one, so that you can taste the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.
Do you want to be the only true god in the world?
But I want to make you a disgrace to the gods! ”
With the last word blurted out, Zuo Si sent a signal to Yeager in the Hazy Realm.
In less than half a minute, Cyric began to feel that the Death Priesthood and divine power were leaving him, and the feeling of weakness that followed was almost exactly the same as when Bane took away the other four priesthoods when he was resurrected.
And not just the Death Priest itself!
Other associated priesthoods are also rapidly losing control, and some of the death priesthood and murder priesthoods have also returned to Baal's suspended throne under the influence of powerful suction.
Jaeger!
The ancient god of death!
Cyric's mind instantly thought of the only mastermind who could do all this, and he also recalled the other person's cold eyes full of contempt for him.
Soon, the madman who thought he was the only true god once again unleashed his incompetent rage.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! At JEG!!!!!! I swear I will make you pay for this betrayal! An extremely painful price!"
"Betrayal?
It's a shame you can speak out.
As the God of Death, have you fulfilled your duties one day?
Do you know that the hazy realm of the underworld has become so chaotic that it relies on the devil to maintain order?
Do you still remember why Io, the god above the gods, knocked down the gods to the mortal world and walked like a saint?
Because many of them did not perform their duties well!
Therefore, it is only natural for Yeager to strip you of your death-related clergy.
And you arrogantly dare to claim that you are the only true god and the other gods are false gods. You have seriously violated the bottom line of the gods.
Next, you will face the wrath and judgment from all the gods! "
Zuo Si sneered mercilessly.
While he was speaking, the illusion of a handsome young man holding a throne high appeared in front of all the gods and mortals in the entire Faerûn continent.< br>
The third generation of Death - Kelanvor has finally taken over.
And he barely made any pause, and immediately fulfilled the agreement that Yeager had made with Zuo Si before, and then lowered an incarnation, staring at Cyric who had already had a grudge against him when he was still a mortal.
It is naturally impossible to hide the fact that Cranvor ascended to the throne of death from the goddess of magic.
In less than a minute, Midnight also descended into incarnation.
Arrived with her were Ogma, the god of knowledge, Azuth, the mage god, Tyr, the justice god, Ilmat, the god of suffering, Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, Tempus, the god of war, Woking, the goddess of wealth, Gond, the god of craftsmen, and many more gods.
Some of them had formed an offensive and defensive alliance with Zuo Sic and came to help, while others couldn't stand Cyric's crazy behavior and came to denounce and judge him together.
Anyway, not only mortals like to do things like beating up drowned dogs, but gods also like it.
After all, Cyric has done many annoying things since becoming a god.
And he doesn’t even bother to form an alliance with any god, not even a decent ally.
In short, even in an extremely unstable state of mind and spirit, the Prince of Lies vaguely felt that his situation seemed a bit not good.
At the same time, on the other side, Succubus Loli had already rushed into the battlefield under the instruction of Zuo Si, stole the two sacred books "Cyric Sutra" and "Cyric True Biography", and put them in her pocket Carry backpacks and make sure they don't fall into other hands.
After finishing this matter, Atona began to shuttle through the streets and alleys of Zhentil Castle, wielding the vortex sword to kill Cyric's crazy followers, and drain the life force and magic power from their bodies. .
Due to his relatively petite stature and the ability to perform many spell-like abilities and divine spells, no one noticed that this seemingly inconspicuous little guy had already killed hundreds of people quietly. of living people.
The one who was also let out to cause trouble was the red dragon of purgatory, Wilmes.
This guy not only kills people, sets fires, destroys buildings and streets, but also loots everything of value.
Whenever the locals of Zhentil Castle dared to express any opinions, she would turn around and spit out a breath of purgatory dragon breath.
In a short time, treasures, artworks and various magic items, equipment, and scrolls worth millions of gold coins were collected.
Even worthless copper plates were melted into lumps of copper ingots.
What does it mean to scrape three feet off the ground?
Just look at Wilmes' current operation and you will know.
In the entire Zhentil Keep, except for Manson and Fuzor Chambery, there was no third person who could threaten her.
As a mole, Xi Manmeng thought that this purgatory red dragon was sent by Zuo Si. Not only did he not have the slightest intention to stop it, but he also secretly contacted it and sent all the people in the city who might store a large amount of property. The place is marked.
So much so that Wilmes' robbery efficiency was frighteningly high, and he was basically able to catch every one of them accurately.
"Kranvor, you...do you remember me?"
After a long silence, Midnight was the first to speak to her former lover and express the extremely complicated emotions in her heart.
There is both happiness and joy, but also unspeakable worries.
She doesn’t even know what she looks like in the eyes of the other person.
Because the God of Death is different from other gods, generally there is a kind of indifference that repels people thousands of miles away.
"Of course I remember. I am happy to meet you again. But fate is really unpredictable. I never thought that the partners who had adventured together would be reunited in this way."
As he spoke, there was a hint of nostalgia in Kelanvor's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger and hatred.
And the target of this anger and hatred, no need to ask, is known to be the Prince of Lies surrounded by gods.
At this moment, he no longer had the madness he had before, replaced by strong vigilance and vigilance.
Midnight was obviously aware of this, and chimed in with a sneer: "You are right, fate is indeed unpredictable. But we seem to have an account with Cyric that needs to be settled carefully, what do you think? ”
“I completely agree!”
Cranvor used the divine power he had just obtained and instantly created an artifact epee.
"You two, if you don't mind, can you count me in? Although to a certain extent, we should be considered enemies. But against Cyric, I think we can still form a temporary alliance with each other." Bane, the God of Tyranny, grinned. He suggested with a smile.
"Count me in! I want to see how much the guy who has the courage to claim to be the only true god in the world weighs."
The God of War Tempus slowly pulled out his That iconic black giant sword.
“And me!”
“Cyric’s behavior has far crossed the red line! He must accept the judgment of the gods!”
"Agree! Since he is unable to perform his clerical duties properly! Then strip these clerical duties and give them to gods who can perform them."
"I suggest that a meeting of the gods be convened immediately to deal with this matter."< br>
"Let's catch you without mercy! King of Lies! You must give us an explanation today no matter what!"
Under Zuo Si's control, Cyric enjoyed the unsurprisingly high level of success that a thousand people have pointed out. treatment.
Just look at that livid face and you will know how bad his mood is now...
(End of this chapter)