Chapter 453 The Special Son of Baal (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
“This is... Baldur’s Gate? This time I actually teleported so far from the southern border of Tethyr...”
Standing in an unknown dark alley of the city pier, the boy whose clothes were stained black and red by his own blood stared dumbly at the ship docked on the plank road. He was stunned.
Obviously, he did not know the exact location when he was caught because he was in the wild.
Later, Sarevok's men secretly transported him to an abandoned temple deep underground. Because he had a black bag on his head, it was not clear where he passed along the way.
The only thing he knew was that the people arrested with him all had a common identity, that is, they were the descendants of Baal, the god of murder.
Yes!
The ones Sarevok sacrificed were not ordinary people, but his half-brothers and sisters.
Some of them were prisoners bought from other places at high prices, while others knew the identity of the other party and then sent their men to kidnap them.
Because Baal foresaw his own death, he created thousands of descendants with weak divinity and divine power in Faerûn, a number too large to be counted.
Races cover most of the humanoid creatures and 70% of the monster illustrations.
Especially in areas where his church and believers are most concentrated, there may be hundreds of Sons of Baal in one city and its surrounding areas.
This density and wide distribution caused that after the end of the Year of Turmoil, although some Baal believers killed and sacrificed a large number of sons of gods, the remaining number was still enough to start a bloody storm.
As Cyric fell into complete madness, the divinity and divine power that had been dormant in the sons of Baal were activated one after another.
At the beginning, they just started to have all kinds of strange dreams uncontrollably, and then when they woke up from the dream, they would gain some spell-like abilities.
For example, priests and druids often use it to treat minor injuries;
Another example is vampire touch, which can absorb the life force of others to restore one's own injuries;
or summon sacred energy to temporarily increase own strength, agility and physical attributes.
In short, when these abilities appear, the sons of Baal are no longer ordinary people.
They will want to use these powers for their own benefit, and at the same time they will have a strong bloodthirsty tendency and killing impulse, and will get an indescribable excitement and pleasure from it.
The more they kill and the more painful their deaths are, the more powerful the Sons of Baal become.
When they start killing each other, divinity and divine power will begin to boil, and then continue to concentrate in the bodies of those surviving sons of God, and finally complete the leap from quantitative change to qualitative change, igniting the spark of divinity Become the new god of murder.
This is why the wise Alando mentioned in his prophecy that the descendants of the God of Murder will cause war, killing and turmoil.
However, because of things like divine power and divinity, their essence is the power formed by the projection of the spirit and faith of the material world on the outer plane.
So although Baal's death and killing priesthood will have a huge impact on it, it is not static.
This can be gleaned from the various abilities acquired by the Sons of Baal after their awakening.
Among them, warriors like Sarevok and Aberdare, who are big and round, and often draw their swords to kill people when they disagree, are naturally more inclined to heal, suck blood, and even transform into killers.
As for the sons of Baal who have become wizards and warlocks, their abilities are mostly spells related to killing and death.
In short, divinity is the essence of the Son of God, and various spell-like abilities are manifestations of divine power.
Since everyone’s soul, thinking, character and cognition are different, there are no two Sons of Baal with exactly the same abilities in the world.
The human boy, who looked to be only six or seven years old at the moment, was the most special type among them. He was also the son of Baal who had the two talents of escape and survival.
Because he did not desire to kill, but simply wanted to survive the fight between brothers and sisters, the first ability he developed was super long-distance random magic teleportation.
Whenever he encounters danger, the young son of Baal will activate a quick-cast spell to escape from the eyes of enemies who are pursuing and trying to kill him. He can use it once a day.
Suspended death and self-healing are the second abilities acquired during the process of being tortured, abused and brutally sacrificed after being captured.
As you can tell from the name, this ability can cause a boy to fall into a state of complete cardiac arrest, respiratory arrest, and rapid body hypothermia after being fatally injured. In a biological sense, it is not like real death. any difference.
This state can last for at least a few hours.
When the enemy leaves, he will quickly recover, then reinstall the dug-out organs or severed heads and limbs, and return to his original state within the next few minutes.
Due to being forced to participate as a sacrifice in several sacrificial rituals held by Baal believers or other powerful sons of Baal, he also absorbed a lot of divine power and divinity, so his mental growth was faster than Appears older and more rebellious.
The behavior of giving the middle finger and peeing in the abandoned temple before is an external manifestation.
There is no doubt that the boy hates his father, Baal, the god of murder, and even more hates those fanatical believers who want to kill him, as well as his brothers and sisters who are also the sons of Baal.
After all, in less than a few months, he had carried out at least a dozen random teleportations across most of Faerûn, and had been killed more than once by beheading, gutting, and disembowelment.
Even the family that adopted the boy immediately abandoned him without mercy after learning that he was the son of Baal.
The sudden and drastic changes made this little guy become a little extreme, extreme, sinister and cynical.
In order to survive, he became more and more unscrupulous, even disregarding life.
"Damn! It seems I have to change into clean clothes first, and then steal something and sell it for money." The boy muttered to himself as he narrowed his eyes.
No hesitation!
He quickly locked onto two guys who were sneaky like thieves, pulled out a ritual dagger he had taken in the temple, and followed them into a private house.
When he came out about three to five minutes later, the young son of Baal, who was almost as tall as a dwarf, came out carrying a bloody dagger.
Not only did he put on a set of clean clothes, but he also had a shriveled money bag in his hand.
There is no doubt that he personally killed the two members of the Shadow Thieves Guild in Baldur's Gate.
Although this guy only pretended to be dead in front of Sarevok, he was still essentially a son of Baal, and he was still a son of Baal who had awakened to divine power and divinity.
Coupled with the natural deception of children, many people are often killed by their sneak attacks inadvertently.
With the money collected from the two thieves, the boy first went to eat something to fill his stomach, and then used all the remaining money to buy the best silk clothes, shoes and socks, and Dressed up like a young master from a wealthy family, he went straight to the only shop selling magic items in Baldur's Gate - the Wizarding Grocery Store.
Obviously, he plans to do something big.
Compared with ordinary goods that are of low value and extremely heavy, magic items are definitely good things that are easy to carry and easy to cash out.
Even with the small stature of a six or seven-year-old boy, he can easily carry a few items on the run.
The only problem now is how to deceive the shopkeepers here and the numerous anti-theft magic alarms.
“Welcome! If you need help or consultation, you can come to me at any time.”
As soon as I crossed the threshold, a young man wearing a blue robe stood in front of the counter. The female apprentice took the initiative to say hello with a smile.
It is easy to see from her cordial attitude and skillful greetings that she has definitely undergone very professional training.
To be precise, ever since the boss here, Habatha Delin, who is also the archmage with the highest level of spellcasting in the area around Baldur's Gate, took over the concessions left by the red-robed wizards in many cities, he began to deal with the things at hand. Resources and markets are integrated.
In just a few years, it has successfully taken advantage of the large number of high-level spellcasters and lichs within the organization to form a monopoly on many areas.
Whether they are adventurers, mercenaries, or local nobles, wealthy businessmen, and governments, generally speaking, for their own safety and to ensure that they do not buy anything with a curse, they will look for the sign of the witchcraft grocery store. , choose to shop here.
Because in the witchcraft grocery store, every bottle of potion and every piece of equipment is clearly marked with a price, and all uses and precautions are also stated, and the harm will never be deliberately concealed.
And we promise that if there are any quality problems, we will give the buyer at least double compensation.
This is obviously good news for those who don’t know much about magic but want to enjoy the benefits and conveniences it brings.
What's more, magic items are so expensive that even for many wealthy people, they are out-and-out luxuries, and choices must be made with careful consideration.
At this time, the advantages of reputation, guarantee and after-sales service are reflected.
This is like buying cheap daily necessities. Most people don’t care about their brands and sales platforms.
But if you are buying products that cost tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions, you will look for the same brand and a sales platform with relatively complete after-sales guarantee, even if you have to spend a little more money.
Habaser Delin captured the psychology of consumers who buy magic items and created the first chain magic store covering a huge area in Faerûn.
He is holding the market tightly with one hand, and the channel with the other hand.
Other arcane spellcasters who want to make money by making and selling magic items often need to join in and accept a commission of about ten to fifteen percent in order to sell their things quickly, and Or buy rare materials, advanced scrolls and magic items here.
Under this powerful combination of powerful forces, capital operations, and huge amounts of magic resources, the traditional "small workshops" based on individuals or mage towers simply cannot compete with it.
Either it is quickly squeezed to the point where it cannot survive and closes down, or it can only join as a supplier and consumer.
Except for cities such as Waterdeep City and Silvermoon City, which have many high-level mage groups, other areas have fallen.
Especially around Baldur's Gate, which has not formed a unified political power at all, and the Kingdom of Tethyr, which has been plunged into perennial civil war, magic resources are basically either directly controlled by the lich of the Arcane Order, or are controlled by others. Affiliated forces control.
But this boy from the east of Faerûn obviously doesn’t know how terrifying the background of the witchcraft grocery store is.
I don’t even know that the famous red-robed mage Sel was just because he opened a concession in Baldur’s Gate to grab business. As a result, he was taken away by a nine-ring [Iceberg Impact], and not even one person escaped by chance. None of the people.
Afterwards, the body was hung in the most conspicuous place for public display.
Otherwise, he would never have the idea of stealing anything here.
Since everything in the Witch Grocery Store is clearly priced, the boy quickly targeted the most expensive items in the store.
Especially the [Advanced Sonic Boom Horn] with a price tag of 70,000 gold coins hanging on the shelf, which made his heart beat faster involuntarily and his breathing became rapid.
If he could steal this thing, even if he could sell it at half the price in the next city, it would be enough for him to hide in a village where no one knew him and spend the rest of his life.
As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger!
In order to live a good life away from the fighting between the sons of Baal, the boy took a deep breath and said to the female apprentice guarding the counter at the door: "I want to buy this!"
In an instant!
All the customers on the first floor subconsciously raised their heads and stared at this little guy with shocked and disbelieving eyes. They simply did not believe that a six or seven-year-old child could come up with a huge sum of 70,000 gold coins.
The female apprentice obviously didn't believe it, and immediately came over and asked in a skeptical tone: "Are you sure? This powerful magic item is worth 70,000 gold coins! Do you know how big 70,000 gold coins are when put together? "Pile it?"
"Of course I know! Stop talking nonsense! Help me take it off the shelf" the boy deliberately pretended to be impatient.
The reason why he didn't just take it and run away was mainly because he was afraid that there would be a fatal magic trap above.
Be aware that many stores that sell expensive items will install anti-theft systems on some of their most valuable items.
Some are just simple alarms, but others will spray acid, fire, lightning at the thief, or directly open the door to an extra-dimensional space and throw the person into a demiplane and lock him up. .
For example, Waterdeep City's famous armor-making master, Hillmore, has some armors in his shop that are blessed with activation spells.
When thieves enter, these armors will come alive and attack.
"Well, I hope you really brought enough money to pay the bill.
You know that there is a heavy price to pay for causing trouble here.
We may not care about a kid like you. , but your parents will suffer huge losses because of this."
After saying these warning words, the female apprentice still reached out and took the [High-Level Sonic Boom Horn] off the shelf and handed it to her. to the boy's presence.
Before she could ask for payment, the boy suddenly grabbed the horn that emitted golden light, then hit the female apprentice's soft belly hard, turned around and rushed towards the door.
"Helm, the God of Guards! My eyes are dazzled, or I have an illusion. How dare someone in Baldur's Gate rob a witchcraft grocery store?"
"Hahahaha! This is a good thing. Watch the show!"
"I bet that boy is from out of town and doesn't understand what robbery means here."
"Yes! Don’t wet your pants later!”
For a while, the customers who were still selecting their favorite magic items all acted like they were watching the show.
"Damn little bastard! I knew it!"
The female apprentice who was knocked down quickly got up from the ground, glared fiercely at the figure who was about to rush towards the door, and immediately used her authority to seal the exit.
The next second...
Bang!
As expected, the boy hit an invisible force field wall.
Because he rushed too hard, he was knocked over by the huge reaction force and fell to pieces.
Just when he was about to activate his daily random teleportation ability to escape, he suddenly saw an old man wearing a purple robe appearing out of thin air in the hall, asking in a majestic voice: "What's going on? Why activate the protective spell to close the entrance?"
"Master Habaser! It's that damn little bastard! He wants to steal the [Advanced Sonic Boom Horn] worth 70,000 gold coins!" Got the reason.
"Huh? What!"
Habaser was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to the boy who was struggling to get up from the ground, with a terrifying light flashing in his pupils.
Although his appearance looks the same as before, he is actually in the form of an immortal lich, so his whole body exudes an unsettling aura of fear.
As the son of Baal, the boy obviously felt that the Lich's body was full of negative energy symbolizing death. He immediately became extremely nervous and vigilant, and activated his teleportation ability without saying a word.
In an instant!
Dazzling white light spurted out from his body, and then the whole person disappeared.
This scene not only dumbfounded the female apprentice and the customers who were watching, but even Habaser himself was a little confused.
After all, teleportation magic is not something that just any mage can cast.
Needless to say, the long-distance teleportation technique of the fifth ring requires at least a LV9 mage or warlock level to be able to learn it.
The short-range arbitrary door of the fourth ring also requires LV7 wizard and warlock levels.
Normally speaking, even a rare genius would have to be twenty-five to thirty years old to reach this level.
As for ordinary mages, they may not be able to cross the LV5 threshold after working hard for a lifetime.
But now?
A boy who looked to be only six or seven years old actually instantly cast a four- or even five-ring teleportation spell in front of everyone, without chanting even a single syllable of the spell, and without making any spell-casting movements.
It’s incredible!
At this moment, Habaser even forgot about the stolen [Advanced Sonic Boom Horn] worth 70,000 gold coins, and became very interested in the boy himself.
He quickly cast several prophecy spells and quickly confirmed the boy's current location by locating objects and people.
Immediately afterwards, he also performed a flawless teleportation, instantly crossing a huge distance in space and appearing directly near the rugged mountainous area, just blocking the boy's path.
It was obviously the first time for the latter to experience being caught right after randomly teleporting, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.
But the problem is that the teleportation ability has been used once today, and there is no way to use it a second time within twenty-four hours.
So in desperation, he could only throw the [Higher Sonic Boom Horn] towards the lich, turn around and run wildly.
Habaser casually used a mage's hand to catch the horn, then touched his chin and whispered with interest: "No other spells were cast, and no teleportation was carried out again...
If nothing else, it should just be a natural spell-like ability.
Interesting!
Let me see if you are the descendant of some powerful magical creature, or you have the blood of an alien creature, or you have received some kind of blessing. ”
With the last word blurted out, the Lich quickly blessed himself with a flying technique, jumped into the air and chased after him.
In mid-air, he took out the dimensional bag from the dimensional bag he carried with him. Take out an activated rope and throw it from high altitude.
When the boy found out, he immediately pulled out his dagger and tried to cut the rope.
But unfortunately, his strength was too small and he could not easily cut the tough rope, and he was quickly tied up.
"Oh - I have been so unlucky recently!"
After realizing that he had fallen, the boy quickly gave up his resistance and chose to lie down.
Anyway, he has the ability to fake death and self-heal. The worst he can do is die once and wait for the other party to leave before continuing to run away.
But what surprised the boy was that Habaser did not release magical flames, lightning or ice. Instead, he landed and asked in a slightly curious tone: "What is your name? Where are you from?"
" Is there any point in asking these questions now?”
The boy rolled his eyes angrily, showing the rebellious side of his character.
"Of course it makes sense. I really want to know your life experience and why you can cast teleportation magic instantly. And if you answer all the questions honestly, then I will not pursue you for robbing the store. It’s over.”
Habaser made the conditions calmly.
"Really?"
The boy's eyes shone slightly.
Habaser smiled and nodded: "Of course it is true, I always keep my word.
But the premise is that you cannot lie, let alone deliberately conceal certain key information.
Otherwise the promise will be considered invalid
Also, I will confirm it through magic. ”
Hearing these words, the expression on the boy’s face instantly became uncertain, as if he was hesitating and struggling.
After about a minute or two, he raised his head again. Two words slowly came out of his mouth: "Okay! "
"Very good, then we have reached an agreement. Now to answer my previous question. ”
Habaser sat down on the stone next to him and assumed a listening posture.
The boy organized his language a little, and then said: "My name is Sancho. I originally lived in the city of Nice in Cesc.
As for the surname, I don't know much about it myself.
< br>I have been an orphan since I can remember.
Until one day, a group of guys calling themselves Baal followers came to my door.
If you want. Know why I can cast teleportation spells instantly, it actually comes from a cursed bloodline
Because my father is the famous murder god Baal, and I am a son of Baal. In addition, this teleportation spell is completely random, and I don’t know where I will be teleported after using it. "
"Are you the son of Baal? I see! ”
As a core member of the organization, it is impossible for Habather not to know the inside story.
After all, leader Zuo Si has recently been focusing on these sons of gods and their presence on the west coast of Faerun. The war and killing caused.
Moreover, there are many records about beliefs and gods in the organization.
So the Lich is very aware of the boy's teleportation ability, and its core is an external manifestation of divine power.
According to the intelligence collected so far, it can now be confirmed that the awakened Son of Baal has at least one to two hundred kinds of spell-like abilities.
From attaching the power of death to weapons for physical attacks, to various divine spells, arcane spells and psychic powers, the breadth of coverage is simply incredible.
Although most of them are relatively low-level spells, they are enough to prove that divine power can completely simulate any known type of magic.
"I have answered the question, can you let me go now?" the boy who called himself Sancho asked cautiously.
Habaser replied without thinking: "Ah! Of course there is no problem. But before releasing you, I want to give you another choice."
"What choice?"
Sancho's eyes flashed with vigilance.
“I believe you are tired of today’s life of wandering and escaping without any sense of security at all, right?
The extra option I give you is to follow me to meet someone, someone who can change your destiny.
He happens to be very interested in Sons of Baal like you.
And I noticed that you are actually very smart and have great potential. You should know that escaping like this is not an option at all.
One day, the other Sons of Baal will find you, kill you and take away the power within you that belongs to Baal, the God of Murder.
But this man can help you. ”
You knew without asking that Habaser wanted to introduce the very special boy in front of him to Zuo Si.
“Could he be the son of Baal like me?”
Sancho obviously didn’t trust the lich in front of him.
To be exact, since he was abandoned by his adopted family, he no longer trusts anyone and is full of doubts about everything around him.
Habaser smiled and shook his head: "No, of course not.
If Lord Soth wants to kill you, or take away the power in your body.
With your current ability, there is no chance of resistance at all.
Come on, stand up and grab my arm, I will take you to him now. "
Speaking, the Lich lifted the activation rope.
Sancho was obviously dubious, but he still obediently grabbed the other party's wide sleeves.
After experiencing many conspiracies, betrayals, and bloody sacrifices, he knew one truth: Never attempt to challenge someone who is countless times more powerful than yourself.
Otherwise, you will pay a very heavy price for this.
Along with the sound of chanting a spell, the boy felt a dazzling white light appear in front of his eyes, followed by the world spinning.
Just a second later, he appeared out of thin air in a room with several huge portals.
One of the portals is obviously kept open, and you can clearly see the bustling city and streets on the other side, as well as the huge oval-shaped aircraft that float across the sky from time to time, as well as various strange flying objects. biology.
Even the fearsome evil Chromatic Dragon.
But instead of attacking, these dragons could see knights and spellcasters holding strange weapons on their backs.
There is no doubt that this portal is connected to the Floating City of Plantia.
The oval-shaped aircraft the boy saw was an airship that had been put into mass production and used on a large scale.
Those flying creatures and dragons are the products of magical creatures and genetic engineering.
As more and more scientific research departments have completed breakthroughs in technology and theory, the floating city is developing crazily at an unimaginable speed, and something interesting will be produced almost every two or three months.
The magnificent scenery that combines modern technology and magic shocked Sancho, an aboriginal living in the medieval-style continent of Faerûn, from the bottom of his heart. He could not recover for a long time. Come.
"Hey! Stop looking! Follow quickly! If you can get the recognition and acceptance of Mr. Soth, you will have no problem even living there in the past."
Habaser Qing He gently tugged on the boy's collar.
Sancho woke up from a dream and couldn't help but ask: "Where is the portal? Is it located on other continents? Why have I never heard of it?"
"No, that's not another continent, not even in Toril, but another plane and world."
Habathur then explained, then quickened his pace and walked through the corridor to the upper tower master Exclusive room.
When the two came in, Zuo Si had obviously been notified in advance. He put away the Netheril scroll he was reading just now, sat on the sofa and gently stroked the Chaos Demon who turned into a puppy. Dog Kozhv gives people a very relaxing feeling.
"Your Excellency, I have brought this person to you."
Habaser put one hand on his chest and bowed.
For this young leader, he was obviously full of respect in his heart.
After all, there are more and more, richer, and more advanced magic materials in the organization, which are basically obtained by the other party from unknown sources, and are open to all core members.
As long as you accumulate enough contribution points, you can redeem the knowledge you want at will.
"Well done. Now go and do your work. Leave this son of Baal to me."
Zuo Si cast an approving look at the lich.
The latter understood the situation and patted the boy's shoulder gently before turning around and disappearing at the end of the corridor.
After Habaser had completely gone away, Zuo Si asked: "Do you want to drink something? Hot cocoa? Tea? Coffee? Juice? Or a can of Happy Fat House Water?"
"Happy Fat House Water?"
Sancho blinked his eyes in confusion, obviously he had never heard of such a drink.
"Haha, believe me, you will like it."
Zuo Si stood up with a smile, took out a red can from a cabinet that exuded a chill, opened it and handed it to the boy.
The cold feeling instantly alerted Sancho, and then he put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. He stared at the black liquid that kept bubbling and making noises and asked: "Are you sure this thing is not poisonous?" Can I drink it?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve been drinking for more than 20 years, and I’m still living well now.”
As he said that, Zuo Si also opened a can and raised his head to drink it. Gudong took two sips.
Perhaps because he saw that the other party was also drinking, Sancho plucked up the courage to pour a little into his mouth, and an unprecedented weird taste quickly filled his taste buds.
Especially the excitement brought by the explosion of bubbles in his mouth, as well as the cool feeling, made his spirit suddenly become extremely excited.
With this strong sense of freshness, the boy quickly drank the whole can and burped loudly.
“How does it taste?”
Zuo Si asked casually.
"Hmm - it tastes weird, but it feels surprisingly good. What kind of drink is this? Why have I never seen it in a pub?"
Sancho licked his lips and put the empty aluminum can back on the table.
"A carbonated drink. You haven't seen it before because it comes from another world."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and gave the answer openly.
Because he comes from another world and has the ability to travel through time and space, it is no longer a secret on the west coast of Faerun, and there is no need to hide it.
Since he had seen the portal leading to the floating city between teleports, Sancho was not surprised by this answer.
And after drinking a can of ice-cold Happy Fat Mansion water, he obviously calmed down a lot, and finally plucked up the courage to ask: "I heard from the mage just now that you are very interested in the Son of Baal?"
Zuo Si nodded slightly. He nodded: "Yes, very, very interested. Especially a son of Baal like you who has successfully gotten rid of bloodlust and killing desire."
"I don't understand what you mean."
A puzzled expression appeared on Sancho's young face.
"Think carefully about what the brothers and sisters you have met so far have in common." Zuo Si raised his hand and tapped his temple lightly as a reminder.
The boy lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then answered in an uncertain tone: "They...are all cold, cruel and bloodthirsty?"
"Yes!
The one you received Under the influence of the father of the God of Murder, all sons of Baal will inevitably have the urge to bloodthirsty and killing.
And they can get pleasure from it and develop a strong addiction.
But you are. No.
If you don't mind, could you tell me how you did it? ”
While saying these words, Zuo Si leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashing with blue light.
There is no doubt that blue mana is flowing in his body at this moment. , constantly reading the other party’s memories and thoughts.
“I’m not sure either.
At the beginning, when I saw bloodshed and death for the first time, I became very excited.
But soon this excitement disappeared, replaced by a kind of indifference and numbness.
Normally speaking, unless I am forced to survive or forced into a blind corner, I will not kill easily.
Killing is as instinctive to me as breathing, but I don't enjoy it. "
Sancho roughly described the changes that had happened to him using inaccurate vocabulary.
But Zuo Si was obviously not satisfied with this answer and continued to ask: "What about death? ? Do you have any special feelings when you fall into suspended animation and wake up again? ”
"How...how do you know this?!"
The boy's eyes suddenly widened, with a look of horror on his face.
You must know that this is his biggest secret, and it is also the trump card that allows him to survive until now.
Now that you are suddenly exposed by an outsider, you will inevitably fall into deep fear.
Zuo Si noticed this and immediately comforted softly: "Don't be so nervous, I won't do anything to you, I just want to find out what happened to you.
< br>
As far as I know, of all the Sons of Baal, only one succeeded in fending off the intrusion of Baal's divinity.
His name is Balthazar and he is a powerful monk.
And you are the second one discovered so far.
You are special, much more special than you think.
Do you know?
Successfully resisting the invasion of the will by the divinity of Baal means that the divinity in your body has undergone subversive changes.
It is no longer part of the God of Murder's power, but becomes something that is your own.
You have the potential to get rid of your father's influence, inherit the Blood Throne, and become a brand new god.
Instead of just becoming the nourishment for Baal's resurrection like other brothers and sisters.
If you are willing, I can be your mentor and teach you how to develop and use this power.
Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to become a god.
I can teach you magic knowledge and make you an excellent mage. "
Gudong!
Sancho swallowed nervously when he heard these words, and dense beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
He couldn't believe it. , who only wanted to avoid being hunted and survived, actually had the potential to become a god
What is God?
For most six or seven-year-old children, they may not even be able to understand, let alone have faith in a certain god.
But Sancho, who has been sacrificed several times, knows very well that God means a powerful force that transcends mortals and can have a decisive influence on the spirit and will of mortals.
Even though Baal, the god of murder, has been dead for many years, his fanatical followers are still trying to revive him.
And the simplest method is naturally to continuously kill the sons of Baal, so that divinity and divine power will continue to converge on the last individual.
Until the critical point was exceeded and the King of Slaughter finally returned from the star realm.
The reason why the Baal believers suddenly became so crazy actually has a lot to do with Bane, the god of tyranny.
It was the resurrection of this dark king that gave them great encouragement.
“Why do you want to help me?”
After a long silence, Sancho plucked up the courage to ask again.
Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth and said meaningfully: "Because I want to understand the changes that have happened to you and the specific process of mortals becoming gods.
This is a very interesting research topic, and you are Very rare rare research sample
Also, if you end up becoming the new god of murder, I can also get a new god as an ally.
Even if you fail, I can get it. A clever apprentice
Why not?”
"Then will you protect me?"
Sancho has obviously realized that this choice may be related to his fate, so his heart began to beat wildly.
After all, he is only a child of six or seven years old now.
No matter how much experience you have, your mind is still far from being completely mature.
Zuo Si answered straightforwardly: "Yes!
But only within half a year.
You must study hard and become stronger in half a year, and then bravely face the challenge of fate.
Remember, the Sons of Baal have no choice before completely giving up their divinity and power.
Either eat other brothers and sisters, or be eaten by other brothers and sisters.
Tell me, do you want to be a predator, or do you want to be food for others? ”
"I don't want to be someone else's food! I want to be a predator!"
Sancho immediately made his choice without even hesitating.
"Excellent! I will be your mentor from now on. Since time is tight, let's skip the nutritious nonsense and get straight to the point."
Bang !
With a muffled sound, Zuo Si put a thick pile of books that an apprentice must master on the table.
"I will give you two weeks to read all the contents recorded in these books.
Generally speaking, it takes at least a few months to a year or two for an ordinary mage apprentice to master this knowledge. Time.
But you are different!
You are the son of God, and you have awakened divinity and divine power in your body, so your learning speed should be several times, ten times or even dozens of times that of ordinary people.
If there is anything you don’t understand or don’t understand, you can ask the tower’s consciousness and it will give you detailed answers
I have prepared a room for you on the third floor of the tower. You can go and start studying now. "
"Understood! "
Sancho picked up the books with some difficulty and turned around to leave.
Watching him go completely away, Atona, who had been hiding in the corner for a long time, came out and spoke with a slightly curious expression. He asked in a tone of voice: "Master, what is the real reason why you accepted him as your disciple? "
"In order to understand the changes in the characteristics of divine power.
Haven't you noticed?
Something very interesting happened to this boy.
I'm not sure if it happened naturally or if some god did some manipulation.
Rather than letting him run around outside, it would be better to watch him carefully under your nose.
I’ll give you a task, keep an eye on Sancho’s every move, but don’t attract his attention...”
Zuo Si stretched out his hand and stroked Succubus Loli's little head and ordered.
(End of this chapter)