Chapter 472 Puppet and Tools (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
Dizziness!
Disgusting!
Short of breath!
Heart rate increases!
The most important thing is that the whole body is itching all over, even if the skin is scratched until it turns red or even blood marks appear, it cannot stop.
Especially the large patches of creepy red rash, as well as red and swollen eyes, swollen blood vessels under the skin, uncontrollable drool flowing from the corners of the mouth, and the same unbearable itching of the nasal cavity and respiratory tract. And non-stop violent sneezing...
Various symptoms are enough to prove how serious this acute allergic symptom is.
The swelling of blood vessels all over the body caused a sudden drop in blood pressure. Imoen and Sal, whose physical attributes were not high enough, even turned pale, had cold limbs, and were slightly confused.
If it continues for more than half an hour, it is likely to lead to a series of serious consequences such as suffocation and blood circulation failure.
After all, Zuo Si is a chosen one of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, and has never stopped researching bacteria, viruses, fungi, microorganisms, toxins, magical plagues, and various necromancy magics in private.
Some of the research results he labeled as "non-lethal" can already be regarded as extremely dangerous to most people.
For example, in the eyes of Zuo Si, these alchemical powders that Sancho is scattering are only used to harass and create a little trouble for the other party, but they have already plunged Aberdare and his party into a huge dilemma. crisis.
Especially Jasila, who is the only one with healing ability in the team, has tried to cast magical spells several times to dispel this unknown "disease" or "toxin", but she has never been able to enter the state of concentration in spell casting. .
Twice in a row it ended in failure.
As for the antidote that others drank, it also had no effect.
In addition, in this world where information transmission is very slow and knowledge is an out-and-out luxury for civilians, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand the difference between adverse reactions caused by allergies and real diseases and poisonings. What exactly is the difference.
Only Atio, the king of beasts, did not react at all. He stood there and blinked, as if he was not sure what was going on.
Because it is a bear, and it is also a magically transformed creature that is very close to the "abnormal" type. It has long been a completely different species from ordinary beasts in terms of genes and physiological structure.
The powder that Sancho uses to induce allergic reactions is specially designed for humanoid creatures. Most of the powder is blocked by thick white hair, so it is strange that it has an effect.
Most importantly, Atio smelled the residual scent of his master from the boy's body.
So it doesn’t know that it should launch an attack now?
Or just stay where you are and do nothing?
What should I do if I accidentally ruin the master’s plan?
For a young bear cub, the twists and turns here are so complicated that it is about to burn out its CPU.
After thinking hard for a long time, Atio finally decided to pretend to be dead and lay down on the ground, simply turning his head out of sight.
Anyway, the omnipotent master can definitely see everything through his own eyes, and will naturally appear to clean up the mess later.
"Cough cough cough cough - you...what did you do to us?"
After a violent cough, Jasila finally struggled to raise her head and stared at two more He asked with red, swollen, and still weeping eyes.
As an experienced harpist, she could tell that this human boy did not have murderous intentions towards her, but more of a subconscious self-protection after being attacked.
Otherwise, you can now stand far away and use the fireball magic wand hanging on your waist to kill everyone.
“Don’t worry.
It’s just a severe allergic reaction. It’s neither a disease nor a poisoning, and it won’t leave any sequelae.
This kind of The situation will not last long, it will be over in about ten minutes at most.
But before that, your brain will fall into a temporary coma due to lack of oxygen.
If nothing else happens, he will wake up in about two to three hours.
People with good physique wake up faster, while those with poor physique wake up later.
In fact, this situation is entirely your fault.
I have obviously hidden myself, but you want to force me out. "
When he said these words, Sancho's tone was obviously full of resentment, and he even shivered involuntarily. He was obviously frightened by the spiders that had poured into the cracks in the stone.
Many adults can’t help but get goosebumps after seeing fist-sized colorful hairy spiders.
Not to mention that he was surrounded by a group of spiders just now and almost got stuck in his face.
“But why are you hiding from us?”
After hearing that there was no danger to his life, Aberdare, who was exuding a dangerous aura one second, clearly relaxed the next second. few.
Although it was still itchy and uncomfortable, it no longer revealed any strong killing intent.
After all, under Gallian's long-term teachings, he is actually not from the evil camp, but from chaotic neutrality.
That’s the kind of character that says, “I can do whatever I want, but money can’t buy me happiness.”
Perhaps for those drunkards and mercenaries who took the initiative to provoke, Aberdare would not hesitate to raise his fists and beat them until they could not take care of themselves, or he would kill them directly on impulse.
But facing a seven or eight-year-old child, he is obviously not that aggressive.
And it was his adventure team that provoked the other party first.
Looking at this brother who was as big as an ogre and almost as tall as an ogre, Sancho rolled his eyes angrily, pointed at the two sides about to start a decisive battle down the mountain and asked: "The armies of Baldur's Gate and Zhentil Keep." We have all gathered here, and a decisive battle will soon begin to determine the fate of this area. If you were me, and you suddenly saw a group of adventurers and mercenaries coming up from the mountain, what would you do?"
"A sneeze! A sneeze! A sneeze!"
Aberdare sneezed three loudly in one breath, and quickly nodded with a wry smile: "Okay. I admit, you It's right to hide. If it's not us, but those orcs, hobgoblins, ogres, and trolls, you will most likely become their snack."
Jasira on the side. Finally, he realized how excessive his behavior of summoning spiders to chase people away was. He suppressed the physical discomfort and said: "I'm sorry, kid, this misunderstanding is my fault. I apologize to you. If you can, can you Shall we order an antidote? In the name of nature, we have absolutely no ill intentions towards you."
"I'm sorry.
As I said just now, allergic reactions are neither diseases nor poisonings, so there is no way to cure them with magic potions or magic, and there is no so-called antidote.
Of course, maybe the instructor has it, but I definitely don’t have it with me.
After all, it is used to deal with enemies, and it will basically not cause real death.
Hmm - probably..."
While saying this, the boy noticed that the mage Thrall had fainted due to lack of oxygen supply to the brain, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. For a moment.
He had heard Zuo Si say that if a person's brain is deprived of oxygen for a long time, it will definitely lead to permanent decline in memory and intelligence.
Unless you use wish or miracle, it is basically impossible to recover.
Especially for mages who rely on memory and intelligence, it is simply equivalent to being hit by a mental retardation spell that cannot be lifted.
But fortunately, for the two spies Thrall and Montaro placed in the team by the Zhentarim, it is obvious that no one really cares about their life and death.
To be precise, the reason why Aberdare and Jasila still brought the two of them was because they hoped to let the two of them serve as cannon fodder when they launched the final decisive battle against Sarevok.
After being brutally slaughtered by Xi Manmeng, the former's feelings towards the Zhentarim could be said to be extremely bad, and he also began to hate Thrall and Montaro.
"Mentor? Who is your mentor?"
Although Jasila's consciousness began to become less clear, she still grasped it with strong willpower and keen intuition. key.
Sancho obviously hesitated, but in the end he answered truthfully: "My mentor is Soth, the one from Ascaltra. I believe you have heard of his name."< br>
"What! You...you are actually Soth's apprentice?"
Khalid instantly became stunned.
Jasiela was also surprised and quickly asked: "Why are you here? Where are the others in Soth?"
"The instructor said that he had some things to deal with, and he has already I left for almost two days and two nights.
As for my appearance here, of course I wanted to witness the decisive battle between the two Sons of Baal.
After all, I was also a Son of Baal, and I was even killed. Lovek and his men captured him and took him to the secret temple beneath Baldur's Gate for sacrifice.
Believe me, that feeling is not pleasant at all.
In particular, the heart was pierced and the aorta in the neck was opened, allowing the blood to flow into the holy symbol symbolizing Baal, the God of Murder, on the ground.
This is why I avoid you.
According to the instructor, when two sons of Baal meet, the divine power and divinity in their bodies will attract each other, and then they will have the urge to kill each other.
I have grown out of this but not sure if my other siblings have. ”
As he spoke, Sancho turned his attention to Aberdare, who had mysterious marks and patterns on his face.
When the latter heard that the boy in front of him was the son of Baal like himself, his eyes widened in surprise, and he struggled to stand up despite his physical discomfort.
"Are you telling the truth? Are you also the son of Baal? But...but why are you so young?"
Sancho shrugged his shoulders and replied: "Because I am in turmoil. It was created when the gods were brought down to earth.
I don’t even know who my mother is.
Perhaps she was a worshiper of the god of murder and died in a battle between the gods.
But what is certain is that I should be the last and youngest son of Baal.
But I was lucky. I first awakened my divinity and divine power, and then stole another thing, successfully erasing the mark left by Baal deep in my soul.
Finally, I met my mentor, who taught me a lot of valuable knowledge and fighting skills, giving me the ability to not become a source of nourishment for other brothers and sisters in this life-and-death fight.
Nice to meet you, dear brother, I sincerely hope that we will not become enemies one day. ”
With the last word blurted out, Sancho decisively ended the conversation and began to cast the three-ring magic [Deep Sleep].
The effect of this spell is to make people within level 10 fall into deep sleep immediately.
It will never wake up until it is attacked and damaged.
Aberdare's current professional level is LV7, and he cannot actively control his divine power and divinity, and cannot resist the effects of spells.
The moment the spell was completed, he fell to the ground and snored loudly.
On the other side, Jasira and Khalid soon lost consciousness due to the lack of oxygen in their brains, and lay motionless on the top of a mountain surrounded by weeds and rocks.
At this point, the entire team has basically been wiped out.
Although this was not his first time in actual combat, Sancho was obviously very satisfied with his performance just now. A proud expression appeared on his immature face, he pursed his lips and muttered to himself: "Deceive, mislead , Poison...
Using the flaws in the enemy's character and the loopholes caused by paralysis to launch a surprise attack is the most correct way for low-level spellcasters to launch a surprise attack
It is true what the instructor said. Wrong.
What makes a mage truly powerful is his excellent resourcefulness, sufficient preparation, endless cards and methods, and his always calm and rational mind.
Only idiots and fools would risk their lives and insist on using powerful evocation spells to fight head-on.
In comparison, the control effects of the enchantment and conjuration systems are obviously better.
Of course, the necromancy and illusion systems are also good.
The change system is still mainly auxiliary at this stage, and it is not worth investing too much time and energy. ”
Bang bang bang bang -
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of applause behind the boy.
He immediately turned around to check the situation vigilantly, and found that it was none other than Zuo Si, who had left him here for two days without paying attention. He immediately couldn't help complaining: "Dear mentor, you Could it be that you have forgotten me?
You know, I haven’t eaten anything in this shabby place for fifty hours.
And face threats from trolls, beasts, and others
Just a few minutes ago, I had nearly become the prisoner of another Son of Baal. "
"Hahahaha!
Don’t describe yourself so miserable.
After all, the person lying unconscious on the ground is not you, but them.
As a newbie, you did a pretty good job, quite a bit like me back then, and you deserve praise and praise. ”
Zuo Si laughed and kicked Atio, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. To be precise, he kicked his meaty butt.
The latter hurriedly jumped up and used his "unique skill" to hug his thigh and rub it in a flattering manner.
“Huh? It was not affected?”
Sancho was obviously surprised.
In his opinion, this weak-looking white bear should have lost its ability to move a long time ago, but now it suddenly became alive and kicking again.
While stroking the thick hair of his animal companion that felt great, Zuo Si explained casually: "You are too careless and don't realize that this little guy is the most terrifying member of the team.
Introduce me , its name is Atio, and he is my animal companion and the beast king of the bear.
With the power Atio possesses, even if you use up all the spells and magic items, you may not be able to cause it. What a threat.
But you ignored it from the beginning. This was a fatal omission.
If it hadn’t smelled my scent on you, the situation would have been like this. It should be the other way around.”
"What! Do you still have the professional level of a druid or a ranger?"
Sancho's voice suddenly rose an octave.
Because as far as he knows, his mentor already has a mage professional level of LV30 or above, a natural spellcasting ability exceeding that of a warlock of LV35 or above, and a priest professional level of at least LV25.
These alone are enough to make most enemies feel fear and despair, not to mention that the goddess of magic bestows silver fire on the electorate, which is almost like cheating.
Now there is a Druid or Ranger professional level?
The boy really wanted to know how many trump cards Zuo Si had hidden.
"Yes! This is an additional ability that comes with an artifact given to me by Talona. It is a Druid profession that has probably just passed the legendary level. It's no big deal."< br>
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
To be precise, the LV22 druid professional level given by Angel Poison Core Soul Gem is the weakest among all his current professions.
Except for a small amount of divine spells for protection and manipulation of nature, most of the divine spell slots given by the druid level are filled with recovery and treatment-related spells, which are usually used to make some potions, Items and equipment are basically not used in battle.
As for the magical spells such as transformation and summoning, they are too weak and there is no need to remember them at all.
Hearing these words, Sancho's young face suddenly became extremely painful and distorted. He wanted to open his mouth and say something several times, but in the end it turned into a sigh.
At this moment, he deeply understood what is meant by "no comparison, no harm" and "comparison between people is better than comparison between goods".
But soon, the boy whose self-confidence was severely hit quickly cheered up, cleared all the messy thoughts from his mind, quickly raised his head and asked: "In other words, you have already been in Ah There are spies around Bodell, keeping an eye on their every move?"
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. After Gillian was killed, I threw Atio to Aberdare. By his side, he secretly observes his adventures and growth
I have to say that this son of Baal is really special. He and you are two completely opposite extremes.
You have abandoned the influence of the God of Murder and begun to walk your own path.
But he chose to embrace all of Baal and put his consciousness and soul into the hanging Blood Throne.
Know what this means? "
"It means that he may be affected, controlled, and swallowed by his father's will at any time. ”
Sancho's eyes and tone suddenly became solemn and nervous.
After all, he is the only officially recognized apprentice of Zuo Si now. It is completely different from the children from the Askatra slum who are only allowed to study and use some resources in the Mage Tower for free. They can borrow them directly. All books, research notes and materials in the library.
There are many research reports and conjectures about divine power, divinity, and the nature of gods.
Zuo Si undoubtedly admired the boy's intelligence and immediately nodded with satisfaction: "You are right.
Aberdare can even be regarded as a deceased murder to some extent. The incarnation of God in the mortal world.
The power he possesses is not as simple as it appears today.
As long as Baal is willing to continue to increase his chips, Gillian's adopted son can even become a saint or even a demigod in a short period of time.
I have observed many Sons of Baal, including those who are rising rapidly on the border between Tethyr and Kalimshan in the south, and are becoming more and more powerful.
But there has never been a second son of Baal with such strange characteristics. "
Hearing these words, Sancho suddenly took a breath and asked in a trembling voice: "So Aberdare was actually chosen by Baal to kill and end all the life harvesting of Baal's sons. A puppet of divine power and divinity? Are all the choices he made controlled by the will of the God of Murder? "Bingo!" Congratulations on your guess.
Behind the empty Blood Throne is the game from the gods, which is also a microcosm of the essence of the entire world full of struggle.
Whether you want to inherit your father's legacy or not, and take everything away from him, it is best to follow Aberdare from now on, win his trust, and become his friend.
In the process, you can gain divine power and divinity from his harvest of other Sons of Baal, slowly accumulating strength and becoming more and more powerful.
After all other competitors have been eliminated, the final winner will be born between the two of you.
As for whether you will turn against each other and kill each other, or whether one of you will voluntarily give up the power of becoming a god, or even the divinity and power in your body, it depends on your choice and wisdom.
Because Aberdare actually has no power to choose at all.
Strictly speaking, he is just a pathetic tool, destined to end in tragedy.
No one can change this outcome unless the power from the gods intervenes. ”
Zuo Si showed his apprentice the truth behind all the fog in the most straightforward way.
Looking at the adventures of the Son of Baal after he left Candlekeep, you will know that he was always led by some invisible force, and no matter where he went, he would be accompanied by war, killing, betrayal and death.
No matter what choice you make, the result will not change at all.
You can't hide or escape. Only by fighting a bloody path can you ensure that you and your companions survive.
When he finally stood in front of the Throne of Blood to decide his fate, Aberdare was directly controlled by Baal, who was lying dead in the star world, and expressed his rejection very simply.
“Do you think I should take the path of becoming a god?”
Sancho asked in an uncertain tone after a long silence.
There is no doubt that Aberdare's tragic fate had a huge impact on his precocious mind, so that he began to feel confused and pessimistic about the future.
Zuo Si smiled and spread his hands: "Ask me? I have never been a god, how can I know what it feels like to be a god.
But I can tell you clearly that in this matter In fact, my goal is to obtain the Death Priesthood and preserve all the divine power in the Throne of Blood.
In other words, whoever inherits the legacy of the God of Murder will end up with only an empty kingdom and the Murder Priesthood itself. .
As for the rest of the things, I don't want to care about it, and I'm too lazy to care about it.
But if you are willing to become the new God of Slaughter, then I can introduce you to some powerful allies to help you get through the difficult period after becoming a god.
Okay, stop looking so sad.
Compared with Aberdare, you are much luckier.
Now let’s have something to change your mood...”
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si quickly cast [Hero's Banquet] and summoned a pile of rich and delicious food and drinks in the open space on the top of the mountain.
As the saying goes, the world is big and the food is the biggest.
After being hungry for two days and barely eating anything, Sancho's stomach suddenly made a growling sound after smelling the aroma. Without saying a word, he rushed forward, grabbed a piece of lamb chop and bit it viciously. Taking a bite, feeling the texture and taste of the tender and juicy mutton, I couldn't help but show an expression of enjoyment.
Zuo Si then used magic to eliminate the severe allergic symptoms of those who fell on the ground, and then used teleportation magic again to leave.
He just walked away. Imoen, Jasira, Aberdare and others woke up from their slumber.
When he saw a table full of dishes not far ahead, and Sancho who was crazily stuffing food into his mouth, the youngest Imon immediately felt the secretion of saliva in his mouth accelerate, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva and asked: " Guess what I saw? The boy was eating a big meal on a deserted mountain top. Could it be that I was hallucinating?"
"No! "
Aberdare also licked his lips.
As an activist who lacks the ability to think, he didn’t even hesitate. He walked directly to the table and grabbed a honey-glazed roast chicken and took a bite. He was instantly attracted by the indescribable deliciousness. Conquered, his eyes sparkled with surprise.
The next second...
The 2.13 meter tall man grabbed the wine from the amphora next to him, raised his head and took two sips. He quickly shouted to the other members of the team: "These foods are real! And they are delicious." Awesome! Come here!”
For adventurers, having a hot meal in a harsh environment like the wild can be considered a pleasure.
Not to mention the delicious meal summoned with [Heroes’ Feast] and having magical effects.
However, as a cautious harpist, Jasila still used the detection toxin very carefully. After confirming that there was no problem, she picked up a candied berry and put it into her mouth, feeling the tip of her tongue. The sweetness and satisfaction that comes from it, as well as the accompanying magic effects.
After a few fruits, she raised her head and asked the boy sitting opposite: "Has Soth just come here? Is this the hero's banquet he summoned with high-level magic?"
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"Yeah!"
Sancho nodded without thinking while chewing the mutton chops.
There is no need to hide things like this, anyone who is not a fool can guess it.
"Ah? Soth has come? Where are the others?"
Imoen quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and started to look around.
"Save it, don't look for it. After summoning the hero's banquet, the mentor used teleportation magic to leave. He didn't stay long at all."
Sancho casually threw the leftover bones far away from the cliff and smashed them. He hit the head of a fox that was looking for food, frightening the fox to jump more than half a meter high, and then crawled into the bush, showing his rebellious character vividly.
Without a doubt!
He is a typical person who tends to be in the chaotic camp.
Although this tendency is not very obvious yet.
"Why did Zuos leave in such a hurry? I still have many questions about magic that I want to ask him."
Hearing that Zuo Si had left, Edmon suddenly became a little depressed.
After all, among everyone present, she had the best relationship with Zuo Si, and they were particularly happy to get along with each other.
Especially those years at the Candlekeep Inn were the happiest times in a girl’s life.
Sancho raised his head and glanced at his half-sister who had not yet awakened. He put on the look of a young adult and said: "No one knows what the teacher is thinking, and no one can do it. I know exactly what he wants to do, but I can provide some help regarding magic."
"You?"
Imoen raised his head, obviously not trusting that a boy of this age could answer complex magic questions for him, even if the other party had successfully cast more than one spell.
"Although I am young, I am actually a seventh-level mage. I am definitely qualified to be your magic teacher."
Sancho took the initiative to show his kindness with a proud face, obviously I plan to integrate into this team.
He was eager to take a closer look at Aberdare and how the latter would perform in the upcoming decisive battle.
You must know that the boy has already met Sarevok and understands how powerful this son of Baal who has become the Duke of Baldur's Gate really is.
To put it bluntly, with Aberdare's current strength, let alone defeating Sarevok, he is not even worthy of carrying his opponent's shoes.
“Do you want to join us?”
Jasira was undoubtedly aware of Sancho’s intentions.
"Well, the premise is that you are willing to accept my words. Because I also have some grudges with Sarevok. His men once cut my neck with a sword and stabbed into my heart."
Sancho clutched his chest and clearly expressed his strong hatred for Sarevok.
"You mean...he killed you?"
Aberdare, who was eating Haese, suddenly stopped all his movements and opened his mouth in disbelief.
Although the boy had mentioned this matter before, he had no time to ask about the specific situation due to the strong allergic reaction.
“You should have had a dream and gained some special powers from it, right?
Like you, I gained some strength from it.
It’s just that my strength is more focused on saving my life than fighting, so I have successfully survived until now.
By the way, as a reminder, Sarevok has actually been secretly collecting brothers and sisters, and then taking them to the temple beneath Baldur's Gate for sacrifice.
This is why he is so powerful. "
Sancho took a sip of the sweet and sour juice and explained.
"Damn it! This guy doesn't even let go of seven or eight-year-old children! He's so crazy!"
Jasiela raised her fist angrily and slammed the table.
Whether it is her identity as a harpist or her belief in the forest goddess Melikai, she cannot tolerate this extremely evil behavior.
"Don't worry, little guy, I will personally chop off Sarevok's head to avenge you!"
Aberdare stretched out his big hand and patted the boy's shoulder.
Maybe it was because he learned that the other party was the son of Baal like himself, or maybe it was out of the same hatred for Sarevok.
In short, he selectively forgot the little misunderstanding and conflict with Sancho just now, and felt that it would be good to have a half-brother and mage in the team.
At least in terms of spellcasting ability, Sancho was much better than Thrall, another Zhentarim spy who was knocked down instantly.
In this way, with his age advantage and precocious personality, Sancho quickly won the acceptance of half of the team members.
Especially because Imon, who is also a bit rebellious and free-spirited, has become a friend who talks about everything.
On the one hand, both of them are interested in arcane magic, and on the other hand, their mental ages are relatively close.
While everyone was enjoying the feast and discussing how to deal with Sarevok, on the peak of another mountain on the other side of the Wanning River, Zuo Si was looking at an "old friend".
After about half a minute, he smiled and asked: "Why, after failing to seize the Eye of the Storm, did you target the Son of Baal again? Dear Irenicas! "
"I think we should talk and end the previous misunderstandings."
Erenikas took a deep breath and forced himself to stay calm.
After several attempts, he gradually realized that he seemed to have made a mistake, that is, he tried to get what he wanted from the young man in front of him through violent means.
This caused the two sides to gradually become hostile from a pleasant cooperative relationship at the beginning.
Zuo Si couldn't help but sneered: "Ha! Misunderstanding?
No, I don't think it was a misunderstanding.
You must know that you are using the Fire Giant The treasures obtained there summon powerful heroic spirits, as well as a fire elemental prince sealed in a scroll
If it were someone else with this level of power, the grass on the grave would probably be three feet high.
But you are lucky.
Because I am an open-minded and generous person, willing to accept apology and reconciliation.
But the premise is that you have to come up with enough gifts as compensation.
I believe you should already know what I like and need, right?
Before that, no matter what you want to do to these sons of Baal, I will choose to stop it without hesitation.
This is the price you have to pay for offending me. ”
You don’t need to ask to know that the reason why the two met here is actually that Irenekas wanted to get in touch with Sarevok again after returning from Sale, but he happened to be sensed Zuo Si intercepted me.
“Is there anything else in me that is worthy of your prying eyes? "Erenikas narrowed his eyes and tried.
"Of course! That is your soul.
Anyway, being deprived of your elf identity and characteristics, you can no longer go to Avandor after death like your compatriots.
So I suggest you take it out and make a trade while it still has extraordinary value.
If your plan succeeds in the end and you achieve the title of God, you will naturally be able to save your soul.
Because there is no existence in the universe that can take away the soul of God.
But if you fail, then your soul after death will belong to me.
In return, not only will I not interfere with you in the affairs of the Sons of Baal, but I will also provide you with some help within my power.
Of course, the premise is that you must follow my rules. ”
The corners of Zuo Si’s mouth turned up slightly, and he laid out the conditions without haste.
A lunatic like Irenicas who has long lost his humanity will definitely fall into depravity if he fails to become a god. Entering the bottomless abyss or reincarnating as a petitioner
This is too wasteful
Zuo Si felt that instead of doing that, it would be better to fall into his hands, and at least he could transform another spell-breaking demon, just like Vesalun.
In an instant!
Erenikas's eyes burst out with monstrous anger, and his hands clenched into fists.
If the brain is the ontology of a creature, then the soul is the essence of the creature.
Especially in the concept of elves, the soul is a sacred thing that is supreme and must not be blasphemed.
So when he heard that the other party wanted his soul, the man who was a high elf mage instantly became extremely angry, and even wanted to take action immediately to make the arrogant person in front of him pay the price.
But when he thought of the terrifying strength and trump cards that Zuo Si had, he quickly calmed down and asked in a chilling tone: "What if I refuse?"
Zuo Si threatened meaningfully. : "If you refuse, then your ambition and desire to become a god will come to an end.
Whether it is Sarevok or other sons of Baal, you will never get anything from them in the end. Get anything.
Because I will personally crush your plans and destroy your experiments, making it impossible for you to continue
Of course, it's not impossible if you can come up with other things that can interest me in exchange.
But I highly doubt whether you, who owes a huge debt to the efreeti sultan of Brass City, are still able to obtain the artifact. ”
“I need a moment to think about it. ”
Erenikas, who fell into silence for five minutes, obviously could not make up his mind immediately.
After all, after seeing the power of the silver fire of the chosen one of the goddess of magic, he knew very well that ordinary How useless magic is to these "cheating players".
You definitely can't win a head-on battle.
And the powerful elven high magic ritual cannot be completed by one person.
So the hands-on option was eliminated from the beginning.
There are only two options left. One is to sign a contract to sell one's soul and gamble, the other is to find a way to get two artifacts to satisfy the other party's appetite.
Both the former and the latter have huge risks.
"No problem! Anyway, there will still be some time before the turmoil caused by the Sons of Baal ends. Before that, you can think about it slowly.
In addition, I suggest you stay here to watch Aberdare.
After watching the fateful battle with Sarevok, you will have a clearer understanding of the nature of God.
You must know that God is not as good as you think. Simple, not just a pile of energy and power.
They are a kind of sublimation, a philosophical thought, and an abstract concept that mortals can never truly understand.
If you do not understand this and extract divine power and divinity from the sons of Baal, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Dear Irenicus, I’m afraid you haven’t realized that you are on the wrong path, right? "
After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the other party's vigilant and wary eyes, took out a Netherese scroll and started reading it on the spot.
As a A master of time management, he is best at using his leisure time to study and continuously increase his knowledge base and strength.
Not to mention that it may be more than ten or twenty hours before the official start of the game.
Instead of standing here with Irenikas staring at each other, it would be better to read the scrolls of Netheril for a while and draw strength from the wisdom of the creator race.
Especially after the goddess of magic Midnight gave him the authority to use the deep magic network, Zuo Si has been able to memorize and cast ten-ring and eleven-ring spells.
He can't wait to restore several very important magics in the Netheril era, including Marvin's World Weaving, Lefeb's Weaving Mystique, and the magic needed to create the Mythra Core. Advanced spells and more.
And these all need to draw knowledge and inspiration from the Netherese scrolls...
(End of this chapter)