Chapter 437 It’s You (please order a 10,000-word chapter)
“What on earth does father want to do...”
Although Gracia was very angry at the result of being suddenly controlled by others, I was confused, but I quickly forced myself to calm down and began to think about various possibilities.
Because unlike other devils, they have no chance to contact the Lord of Hell.
She had lived with Asmodeus when she was young, and understood that this great devil with the most powerful power and supreme power would never do meaningless things. There is some hidden purpose and intention.
But most of the time, these purposes and attempts are hidden in a large number of complex operations and political struggles.
When other demons, including the dimension lords, reacted, they found in disbelief that Asmodeus had already gotten what he wanted.
This was particularly evident during the "Great Purge".
Those level lords who had planned for thousands or even tens of thousands of years to overthrow the rule of the Lord of Hell only realized when they were about to die that their handlers had already been held in the palm of their hands.
I never had the slightest chance of winning from the beginning.
Especially this time, Asmodeus personally invited a mortal to become a lord of a new level, and even gave him the status of Prince of Hell above all others.
At the beginning, Gracia, like several other lords, was full of anger and dissatisfaction, insisting that it should be her own position.
But with the arrival of the Eldrazi, the will of the abyss and these terrifying and twisted creatures from the dark void started a more brutal fight than the previous bloody battle. The devil army can unscrupulously expand its power in the first few floors of the abyss.
She began to gradually realize that her father's judgment was correct.
With the addition of Zuo Si, the forces of hell and the tendency of lawful evil in the universe are growing.
Once the actual occupation and transformation of the first thirty layers of the abyss are completed, the strength of the devils will increase exponentially. There is no need to fear the endless number of devils. Maybe even the existing governance structure will change. .
For example, the original level lords can be promoted to higher-level existences, thereby controlling the newly occupied areas and canonizing more nobles and sub-level lords.
This is why, now, the lords at all levels have given up their original fights and begun to work together to send more troops to clean up the demons entrenched in castles and fortresses, scrambling to seize more territory.
Although Gracia's rule over the sixth level is not stable enough and cannot even control the entire level like those veteran lords, it has also sent a large number of troops.
Currently, more than hundreds of large fortresses have been occupied on the seventh and eighth levels of the Abyss.
If nothing else happens, these two floors will be captured by him.
As the saying goes, eating people is short of mouth and taking people is short of hands.
Gradually, the Hell Princess' hatred for Zuo Si for taking her position was no longer as strong as before. Instead, she had the idea of becoming a lover or even establishing an alliance with her.
What she never expected was that Asmodeus suddenly played such a trick, directly changing the status between the two from a relative equal to a superior-subordinate relationship.
That powerful binding document can even deprive Gracia of her control over the existing sixth level.
This was absolutely unacceptable to her who had finally obtained the position of lord.
After pondering for a long time, the Queen of Desire slowly walked down the stairs from the throne, bent down and ordered with a serious expression to the intelligence chief of the scorpion demon kneeling at her feet: "Let all the spies under you Take action!
I need to find out Soth's attitude on this matter as quickly as possible!
In addition, send a lust demon to him as a special envoy, Invite him to my court.
Remember, you must complete the above two goals before other lords get the news.”
"Understood! Please rest assured, Her Majesty the Queen, I will never let you down." The snake demon solemnly promised.
Soon, he twisted his fat and bloated body and left quickly, disappearing at the end of the eerie palace.
As one of the top high-level devils, the scorpion devil believes that intelligence is the key to gaining power and advantage, so he is born to be an excellent spy leader.
Many dukes and lords will be very happy to accept the allegiance of a femme fatale and let him be responsible for collecting and sorting out intelligence.
In fact, in the palace of the Princess of Hell, apart from the desire demon, the most favored one is the snake demon.
After watching her intelligence chief walk away completely, Gracia returned to the throne and squinted her eyes to look at this palace that was beautiful, exquisite, but also terrifying enough for mortals.
As the sixth level of Baator Hell—Malbogi is undoubtedly extremely special.
The reason why I say this is because almost all the well-known buildings, scenery and places on this level evolved from the ever-expanding and huge body of the previous lord, the Countess Hag.
The "Long Hair Forest" is filled with twisted trees and terrifying thorns. You don't need to ask to know that it is hair and scalp that have grown to the extreme.
If you get closer, you can even see large areas of dandruff-like scaly material on the ground, as well as so many "white lice" that you can't even count them.
These parasites, which were originally only a few millimeters, can now grow up to the size of an adult bull. They mainly feed on unknown substances secreted from the ground.
But if there are low-level devils or mortals approaching, they don't mind changing their taste and giving themselves a meal.
The castle where Gracia currently lives is located next to the "Long Hair Forest". From a distance, it looks like a huge white skull.
After all, it was originally the skull left behind by the Countess Hag after her death.
Red glass windows are installed in the eye sockets to highlight the unique taste and style of the Hell Princess.
Below the eye socket is the castle hall, where Gracia likes to greet every visitor and guest.
In addition, the two huge glass windows are also one of the castle's defensive weapons, which can release terrifying hell flames to destroy those creatures that dare to approach.
In the corridors inside the castle, there are many passages formed by the intestines of the hag countess.
Those pleated walls also regularly shed irritating slime.
Any non-devil creature that attempts to pass through these active channels will be devoured, digested and absorbed without mercy.
There are even some poisonous lakes and ponds evolved from bile, which can continuously provide toxins and acid to the sixth level. Even the gas emerging from the bottom will randomly produce unpredictable magical effects.
These items can either be sold to interested plane merchants, or put directly into jars and used as ammunition for throwing weapons.
Even the ribs of the Hag Countess turned into a huge semi-arched cliff, and her fingers turned into ten ivory towers.
Gracia has hollowed out one of them and transformed it into the place she needs.
It can be said that the mysterious death of the previous lord directly brought unimaginable rewards to Gracia, the new lord.
No one knows why the Countess Hag's body suddenly began to grow uncontrollably without warning, and she eventually died tragically in an almost joking way, becoming the most bizarre death method in the entire hell plane for the plane lord.
Some devils speculated that this may be because she wanted to become a god through some unknown method, but her ultimate failure led to disaster.
Some people think that this is Asmodeus's fault.
It was the Lord of Hell who deliberately injected countless sacred energy into the body of the Hag Countess, causing it to completely lose control and explode in order to make a place for his daughter Gracia.
Whatever the truth is, this dimension lord with the shortest reign is definitely impressive.
No matter who it is, as soon as they see the weird and terrifying landforms on the sixth level, they can't help but think of her.
Even hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years later, it will still not be forgotten.
In the "Great Purge", this hag countess who successfully climbed to the throne of the lord by betraying her lover and seizing the previous lord, Morlock, probably never dreamed that her carefully planned conspiracy would eventually come to nothing. Made a wedding dress for the princess of hell.
"No! We can't sit here and wait for death! Maybe I can talk to Fierna."
Gracia's eyes flashed with a sinister and cunning light.
Due to her unscrupulous poaching and plotting against lords from other levels, she had no decent allies in the entire hell.
The only person with a close relationship is Fierna, who is also manipulated by her biological father and is a puppet lord on the surface.
It was with the secret support of this hell princess that Ms. Fierna dared to challenge the authority of Archduke Bilaire.
But Gracia didn't know that Zuo Si threw the authorization document aside soon after getting it, and quickly moved from one clone to another.
At this moment, he is sitting in the mage tower in Askatra, meeting a very important guest.
A legendary figure from another very famous main material world "Grey Eagle".
No!
It should be said that the word "legend" is no longer enough to describe the other party's life experience and outstanding achievements in the field of magic.
He looked to be in his forties, with a neat beard, wearing a black velvet coat, and his eyes shone with a mixture of reason and madness.
As for the hair…
Sorry, there is no hair on this head, and it is as shiny as a mirror.
Hmm - the standard hairstyle of a strong man.
Zuo Si looked at the other party several times from top to bottom, and then greeted him with interest: "Welcome, Lord Mordenkainen.
To be honest, if it weren't for Ni Midona personally sent the news. I can't believe it.
If you don't mind, can you tell me what brought you here?
As far as I know, you are rarely seen in Faerûn, although you maintain some connections with Elminster and Himbu. "
" Haha, the main reason for my visit this time is to see with my own eyes what kind of existence a planeswalker who can freely travel through different time and space and even the universe is.
And the Storm Queen said that you are a very special and interesting spellcaster, mastering many knowledge, spells and skills from other worlds.
In addition, I heard that Baator Hell, which symbolizes the ultimate lawful evil, has not only gained a huge new dimension recently, but its lord has also been granted the status of prince by Asmodeus. .
In addition, the war between the boiling will of the abyss and the strange creature called Oza also attracted my attention.
To sum up, don’t you think my reasons for coming to visit are sufficient? "
Mordenkain asked with a grin.
While speaking, his eyes kept glancing at the man standing next to him carrying a compound bow and holding the Blade of Life. Nimidona on the side.
As a well-known mage in the entire universe, the founder and leader of the most powerful arcane spellcasting organization "Eight Leaves" in the world of Greyhawk, he has extraordinary abilities. With a rich reserve of knowledge, one can tell at a glance that this is a blazing god who is even rarer than a god.
Although his attributes and camp tendencies are slightly different from those of other blazing gods, his soul exudes. The radiant light that comes out to represent divinity is absolutely untrue
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mordenkainen would never have believed that such a creature that could easily kill the demon lord and was as powerful as a demigod would actually appear in a mage tower and willingly become a servant.
“Well, it seems that you have done a very detailed investigation of me when you came here, and there are indeed good reasons.
After all, the war that swept the entire universe was set off after Chaos. At that time, your home world of Greyhawk happened to be the main battlefield where there was a turning point, so it is reasonable to pay special attention to the changes in the bloody battle.
Now people have seen it. If you have anything to say or something. If you want to know, just ask directly
As long as it doesn't involve some secrets, I will try my best to answer it
After all, when I first started on the path of magic, I also received a lot of inspiration and blessings from the spells you invented. "
Zuo Si didn't mean to talk in circles at all. He expressed his attitude very directly and his respect for the legendary mage in front of him.
With Elminster, who only knows everything all day long, A bad old man who wanders around, likes to be nosy, and whose behavior is closer to that of a priest than a mage. He obviously admires the bald demon Duncan in front of him who invented countless spells and trained a large number of talented disciples.
< br>When you open a complete spell book, it is not difficult to find that there are not many spells invented by Elminster at all.
His contribution to the current magic system is almost negligible. .
It can even be said that even without Elminster, there would be no significant difference in what the current magic environment would be like.
But what if there is no Mordenkainen?
Almost all spells named after him will disappear, including Disintegration, Mage's Sword, Mansion, Magic Missile, etc.
In addition, the magic invented by the apprentices he taught and the famous masters in the "Eight Leaves" will also disappear.
For example, the famous Bigby Big Hand series, Ma Yufu acid arrows and Ma Yufu micro meteors, Tan Sen's transformation technique that is highly praised by melee magicians, Otiluk's protective shield series spells, etc...
Therefore, without Mordenkainen, many commonly used and easy-to-use magics among mages would instantly be reduced by one-tenth or even more.
For such a patriarchal figure who can be written into magic textbooks, history and development trajectory, most arcane spellcasters will subconsciously show high respect in the absence of conflict.
What's more, Mordenkainen is a typical "balancer" who has his own understanding of the conflict between good and evil, chaos and order, and has also shaped his own unique philosophy and grand cosmology.
So Zuo Si has reason to believe that this will be a quite pleasant exchange.
“Thank you!”
Mordenkainen undoubtedly noticed this, and immediately asked straight to the point: "What kind of power does the planeswalker rely on to pass through the vast dark void between planes and planes, and universes?"
"It relies on the power of sparks."
Zuo Si directly squeezed out a shining bright light group from his body, which was the most elementary spark recovered from Grisha not long ago.
“Spark?!”
Mordenkainen was obviously seeing this magical thing for the first time. He immediately stood up and cast more than twenty detection spells on the spark.
After more than ten minutes, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and exclaimed: "Incredible! It's incredible! It...it actually has an amazing similarity to the Divine Spark to a certain extent. But the difference is that , this thing has the ability to connect and isolate space."
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. Connecting and isolating space is only one of Spark's most basic abilities, and it is also the ability for planeswalkers to move freely in different worlds. The source of power in travel.
In addition, it can absorb, store, and transform all forms of energy, allowing planeswalkers to shape various magical effects and create complex items and artifacts at will. >
This is the result of being greatly weakened
Before the sparks changed, the ancient planeswalkers had power that could rival or even surpass the gods
They can create and destroy a world at will according to their own will, tear apart space and time effortlessly, and will not age or die. ”
“It sounds really fascinating. In particular, you can travel to different worlds, learn endless knowledge, and pry into the truth of this huge and complex universe. "
Mordenkainen's eyes were fixed on the sparks, without concealing the desire in his heart.
In other words, any mage who is truly committed to understanding and studying the nature of magic will not One would not aspire to become a planeswalker.
But unfortunately, only one in tens of millions of people has the qualifications to become a planeswalker, and ninety-nine percent of them may not be able to do so in their lifetime. Light it up.
At least Mordenkainen knew that there was definitely nothing like the spark in front of him in his soul.
Otherwise, with his research and understanding of the soul, he should have discovered it long ago.
"Yes! Who can resist such a temptation?"
Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be casual and echoed, and then inhaled the sparks into his body, leaving no trace for the other party at all. Any opportunity to ask or research.
Because he knew very well that Mordenkainen was different from Shane VII. He was a very principled mad genius who would never tolerate being controlled by others.
If he gets a spark and becomes a planeswalker, not only is it not a good thing for him, but it may actually be self-defeating.
It would be great fun to reach a cooperation agreement with Nicol Bolas or Ugin.
Seeing the spark disappear from sight, Mordenkainen showed an obviously disappointed expression, but he still patiently made a second request.
"You must have been to many worlds, right? If you don't mind, can you demonstrate the magic of other worlds for me?"
"Of course, no problem."
Zuo Si agreed very simply, and in the next few minutes, he briefly demonstrated the special spells of Magic Earth, Zendikar, Innistrad, and Mirrodin, as well as a large number of skills learned from the old dragon. Mind magic.
Although what he released were only low-level and basic parts, as the founder and leader of the "Eight Leaves" organization, Mordenkainen still felt the infinity and vastness of the universe, as well as the differences between different worlds. Huge differences in magical theory and understanding.
The most important thing is that each world has different spell-casting environments, resulting in many unique and highly creative spell models.
Mordenkainen has firmly kept it in his mind with his excellent intelligence and memory, and plans to do some targeted research when he goes back to see if he can use it as inspiration to create some new magic.
For more than ten hours, the two of them spent unconsciously in this kind of communication with a bit of mutual testing.
Zuo Si provided a large number of unheard of and unseen spells and theoretical knowledge, while Mordenkainen provided some of his own unique magical insights, as well as several exclusive magic and legendary spells in exchange.
Just as the two chatted more and more, and were about to start some more in-depth discussions, the Shuoyou mobile terminal in Zuo Si's hand suddenly rang.
He subconsciously opened it and glanced at it, and found that it was actually Xi Manmeng who had sent the message.
The content is also very simple. Just last night, the adoptive father of Baal's son Aberdare, an old mage who had a good relationship with Elminster and Kelburn, died in Candlekeep. Outside in the woods near Shore Drive.
The person who took action was none other than Sarevok and his men, who were also the sons of Baal.
This son of God, who has secretly established a sect and has a certain number of believers, is no longer the harmless person he was a few years ago. Instead, he is a dangerous person with a total professional level of LV15 warrior.
In the fierce battle, he not only successfully resisted most of Gillian's magic attacks, but also wielded his giant sword and cut off the opponent's head directly through the magic protection.
"Has it finally begun..."
Zuo Si muttered to himself.
Perhaps others should not know what this attack and killing means, but he knows very well that this is the beginning of a great adventure, and it is also an extremely rare battle for the throne of God in Faerûn.
In fact, before Sarevok took action, a large number of Baal's Sons gathered and killed each other near the March Mountains at the junction of Kalingshan and the Kingdom of Tethyr in the south.
If nothing unexpected happens, as the massacre continues, the five most powerful descendants of Baal will soon form an alliance.
"What finally started?" Mordenkainen asked with a slightly curious tone.
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head and replied: "Nothing, it's just a prophecy about the murderous god of this world. You won't be interested."
"The God of Murder? Ah! You are talking about Baal and his countless children."
Mordenkainen had obviously heard of the prophecy of the wise Alandor, and touched his chin and commented: "Through a large number of The method of giving birth to offspring is to disperse the divinity and power, and then kill these offspring to resurrect them.
It must be said that this god of murder is quite good.
But the problem is that he obviously did not expect that his most trusted voter would betray him
But even so, Barr still has a chance to return from this bloody killing.”
"No, he has no chance."
Zuo Si pursed his lips with a playful smile.
“Are you planning to intervene?”
Mordenkainen raised his eyebrows in surprise.
“Yes.”
Zuo Si had no intention of hiding it and admitted openly.
“I have promised Talona that I will seize the death priesthood belonging to Baal for her.
But I will accept all the remaining divine power without mercy.
After all, for a planeswalker, no matter how much energy there is, it will never be enough.
As for Baal, since he has been dead for so many years, he should continue to lie in the star world.
Anyway, there are so many gods in Toril, one more is not more, and one less is not more. "
"You are really as crazy and bold as the Storm Queen described, and you even dare to interfere in the affairs of gods.
Well, it seems that you are going to be busy, so today’s conversation will end here.
Find some time later and we can continue the topic we didn’t finish talking about today.
Oh, by the way, although I don’t know exactly how planeswalkers travel across time and space, this is my address in the world of Greyhawk.
If you are interested, you can come to me at any time. The door of my Mage Tower is always open to you. "
After saying this, Mordenkainen wisely chose to stand up and leave.
As the most powerful legendary mage in the world of Greyhawk, although he is very eager to get more from Zuo Si Regarding information about other time and space, especially about magic, if possible, it would be best to get a spark to become a planeswalker, but there is no rush.
After all, feelings and trust are such things. It takes time and patience to cultivate it bit by bit
Mordenkainen always believes that everything has a price
No matter how precious the planeswalker's spark is, as long as he can come up with something that makes the other party's heart beat, he can complete this deal that is crucial to him.
After the bald mage had completely gone away, Zuo Si fiddled with the mobile terminal in his hand and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Now that the adventure of the Son of Baal has begun, then I In what way and in what capacity should we intervene? "
"Father, I can help you handle this matter."
Nimidona took the initiative and knelt down on one knee. I want to take over this task.
In her eyes, a group of sons of God who have not even ignited the spark of divinity are nothing at all. She can kill them all by herself, and then take away Baal's part of the death priesthood from the Killing Throne. .
But Zuo Si quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, it is too exaggerated to ask you, the servant of the Blazing Heaven, to take action.
What's more, the priest of death is a very sensitive thing.
It will arouse the ideas of the current Death God Klanvor and the ancient Death God Yeager.
I hope to get it in a more hidden and unknown way."
"Master, I. How about going? ”
Atona suddenly emerged from the corner.
“Neither can you.
Because you also have divinity in your body.
And it is a divinity that is completely different from the sons of Baal.
It is very easy to be mistaken for the chosen ones or sons of gods sent by other gods to interfere.
In addition, your transformation ability is not perfect, and it can easily be dispelled by spells such as dispel magic during battle and return to your original form. "
Zuo Si touched the succubus Loli's smooth and flowing hair, and rejected her offer with a smile.
"Then what about letting Fangus and her tribe go? "Atona blinked and continued to ask.
"Don't make trouble! They are all terrifying wolves now, and their appearance after transformation can scare ordinary people to death. What's more, the reputation of lycanthropes is not much better than that of demons in this world. ”
Zuo Si rolled his eyes angrily and hit the girl on the head a little harder.
Atona covered the place where she had just been knocked, and asked with a pitiful look: "This won't work, and that won't work either. What do you think we should do? We can't let Atio go, right? It's the head Bear!”
“Atio?”
Remembering that he had an animal companion, Zuo Si’s eyes instantly lit up, and he quickly took out a leather and unknown bag from his pocket. A collar made of famous metal.
This thing is an artifact given by the beast god Mara, which allows animals to gain the same power as the beast king on the original basis.
If you put it on a white bear cub, and add the power that the animal companion can gain from its owner, it will be almost impossible to detect it disguised as a shape-shifting druid blessed by the spirit of nature.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si immediately called Atio through emotional connection.
After a while, the white bear cub stumbled in from the door.
Yes!
It means rolling with the front paws on the head instead of crawling!
From its eyes, you can clearly see the awe and fear of the succubus loli.
Moreover, the soft white hair that was originally covering the body was now as pitted as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and there were burnt marks in some places, and the appearance had dropped several notches.
This scene made Zuo Si's mouth twitch involuntarily, and he asked in an uncertain tone: "Atona, what did you do to it?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Woo! ! ! ”
The moment he looked at his master, he rushed over with tears in his eyes.
The emotional and extremely vivid expression, as well as the accusatory roar, just barely allowed him to speak.
"No...it's nothing. I just let it train with me a few times."
Succubus Loli lowered her head with some guilt.
“Training?!”
Zuo Si obviously didn’t believe Atona’s explanation. He briefly checked the damage to the hair on the white bear cub’s body and found that it was basically either cut by a sword or cut by a sword. Burned by fire magic.
And the person who did it was very measured, only damaging the hair but not the metal-hard skin underneath. It seemed like he did it deliberately.
Thinking of the innate nature of succubi to play pranks and tease others, you immediately understood what was going on.
However, Zuo Si did not sympathize with the white bear cub at all. Instead, he glared at it fiercely and reprimanded: "I asked you to avoid me all day! Now you want to run out and file a complaint? Why don't you continue to hide? "Hearing this, Atio immediately released his front paws from holding his legs, and covered the two furry lychees under his crotch with an aggrieved look, as if to say, "What if? Just stay away, these two things that carry on the family line are long gone."
"Look at your bearish look! Okay, don't be afraid, I promise not to open your eggs today. Come here, I will put a good thing on you."
As he said that, Zuo Si put on his The collar opens to signal the white bear cub to come closer.
The latter was doubtful, and carefully covered his crotch and stretched his head closer.
Without saying anything, Zuo Si put the collar around his neck and fastened the buckle.
In an instant!
A huge spiritual bear appeared out of thin air, then raised its head and made a roaring movement, and then got into the body of the white bear cub.
In just a few seconds, Atio had a very obvious change.
One of them is that the eyes become extraordinarily bright, and the claws and size are also growing at an unimaginable speed, until they become three times the normal size of the polar white bear.
But not long after, its body began to become extremely unstable again, as if it was about to melt under the high temperature.
But gradually, this unstable shape change began to develop towards the appearance of humanoid creatures.
In the end, this guy changed from a bear into a strong white-haired human child, and was repeatedly raising his legs in a very weird posture, as if he was learning how to walk on two feet.
You don’t need to ask to know that this is Atio’s human form after gaining the power of the Bear Beast King.
In fact, the so-called beast king refers to a natural guardian spirit living in the endless wilderness.
They are often responsible for guarding a certain forest, swamp, wilderness, or a specific animal group.
When you need to enter an area where humans live, you will choose a living person or animal as your carrier.
But the premise is that this person or animal is strong enough (has at least ten professional levels or monster levels) to withstand the wild power of nature of the Beast King.
Possessed people and animals will automatically acquire another form.
That is to say, people can become animals, and animals can also become people.
But no matter which form it is, the senses and smell will be greatly enhanced, and the skin will also become extra tough, just like wearing a layer of invisible armor, even running and jumping , climb, and swim as fast as wild beasts.
When fighting, you can choose to use weapons, or you can partially transform into a beast and turn your hands and feet into claws to tear apart the enemy.
The most important thing is that the Beast King has the power to rule the beasts.
They can talk to beasts at will and cast charm animal spells without immunity, making them obey their orders.
To a certain extent, the possession of a beast king is equivalent to a super-enhanced version of a beast-turned-human or human-turned-beast without any side effects.
And the giant bear spirit currently obtained by Atio is not a beast king in the ordinary sense, but a divine spell caster with a large number of spell-like abilities.
Although it may not be as comprehensive as the druid's spellcasting list, it can still compete with another natural spellcasting profession-the spirit shaman.
"Master...Master."
Attio, who was naked, tried several times and finally spoke the blunt common language from his mouth.
"Well, yes, it's you."
Zuo Si had a satisfied expression on his face.
He is about 1.5 meters tall. He looks muscular and wild. Even when he speaks, he stutters. He doesn't look like he has any scheming intentions. At the same time, he is a boy blessed by the spirit of nature.
This BUFF stack is full.
In addition, it seems that he can now conduct mating experiments on animals turning into humans or humans transforming into animals to see what can be produced.
Atio's eyes widened in confusion, completely confused as to what his master wanted him to do.
Although it is quite happy with the powerful power given by this collar.
For a white bear cub, it is obviously very awkward to transform into a human form, especially since it is not covered with thick hair, making it very insecure.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si did not allow it to change back. Instead, he took it to the room next door specifically for testing spells, and showed off the spell-like abilities it had acquired one by one.
After the test was completed, a strange device was buckled on the head, and then it was covered with a rather cute cartoon-style bear head hat.
About half an hour later, Atio was surprised to find that his body was forcibly taken and controlled by his master.
Obviously, Zuo Si used the same controller that was used on Davian again to control the body of his animal companion.
Although the poor white bear strongly protested against this, he decisively chose to give in under the threatening eyes of his owner.
Isn’t it just being controlled? What a big deal.
Do you need to take out the scalpel and threaten to open the egg...
After some tossing, Atio was finally teleported to the forest near the Friendly Arm south of Baldur's Gate, where he waited for the arrival of the Sons of Baal.
At the same time, in the dense forest near Candlekeep only a few days away, two young people were running as hard as they could, not daring to stop even if they were out of breath. Down.
One of them is a young man over two meters tall, wearing armor and carrying a two-handed giant sword.
The other one is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl wearing simple leather armor, with bright pink short hair, and holding a short bow in her hand.
As for why I ran, the reason is very simple.
Behind them, an ogre carrying a huge mallet was chasing after them.
Don't look at it. For advanced spellcasters and warriors, killing creatures like ogres is as easy as eating and drinking.
But for most ordinary people and even low-level adventurers, ogres are absolutely nightmares and newcomer killers.
Because with the power they possess, it only takes one hit to cause horrific injuries such as comminuted fractures and massive internal bleeding.
If you are unlucky and hit your head, you can say goodbye to this world directly.
Therefore, although the young man had a two-handed sword that could be used as a weapon, he just kept running instead of turning around to fight.
In contrast, the short bow and dagger on the girl are more like a joke to the ogre.
Unless it can hit something as fatal as the eye, it will only scratch a little flesh.
"A... Aberdare! I can't do it anymore!"
The girl suddenly slowed down and sat down on the ground, with a painful expression on her face.
"Damn it! Imoen! Don't stop! Do you want to be that guy's dinner? Get up and keep running! It can't catch you very far."
The young man known as Aberdare turned around and He pulled the girl up and forced her to continue running forward.
There is no doubt that they are the sons of Baal who grew up in Candlekeep.
Ever since Galian was killed, the two of them have not dared to walk on the road at all, for fear of encountering those terrible killers, so they have been hiding in the woods like headless flies.
As a result, I accidentally entered the ogre's territory and the current scene occurred.
I'm afraid no one knows that the legendary adventure story of the two sons of Baal began with being hunted and escaping.
In this way, Aberdare and Eamonn stumbled until it was completely dark, and after confirming that the ogre had been shaken off, they sat down against a tree and gasped for air.
Imond, who had never understood the situation, finally had some free time, and immediately couldn't help but ask his playmate who grew up with him: "Do you know anything about those killers?"
< br>Aberdare shook his head without thinking: "No, I don't know. They appeared too suddenly. Gillian may know something. Before he died, he asked me to go to the Friendly Arm to find two friends. "
"Friendly arm? Xiangbei? I don't think that's a good idea."
Imoen quickly expressed his opinion.
"Ha! According to your opinion, we should go south?" Aberdare asked with a sneer.
"Why not? We can go through the Cloudy Mountains to Amn and seek help from Soth. He is now an out-and-out big shot. He can definitely help us investigate the cause and avenge Gillian."< br>
When I said these words, Imond's eyes were shining with excitement and expectation.
“Don’t be too wild.
We are penniless now, how can we go all the way south along the Bay Coast Highway and pass through the dangerous cloud and mist mountainous areas?
What to eat and drink along the way? Do we have to beg?
Be realistic, the closest way is to Friendly Arms.
Anyway, we have to meet the two friends that Gillian mentioned first. "
After that, Aberdare ignored the little sister beside him, lay down, closed his eyes, and took the time to rest and regain his strength.
Because he knows that those killers are coming for him, and he must be ready to escape and fight for his life at any time...
(End of Chapter)