Chapter 553 Destiny (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
"Erenikas! Are you ready to pay the price for everything you have done?"
Aberdare glared With two blood-red eyes, he roared at the enemy.
As Baal's remnant soul began to activate the Blood Throne, he could clearly feel the increase in his power and his desire for violence, killing and death.
As a pure warrior, this strong desire from primitive instinct did not arouse any alarm. Instead, it gave this reckless and impulsive son of Baal an inexplicable pleasure and enjoyment.
The reason is very simple.
Under the influence of Baal's nightmares, Aberdare's philosophical understanding of killing and death is basically the same as his father's.
This is why among the three sons of Baal in the team, his killer form is closest to Baal himself.
In contrast, Sancho has taken a completely different path, while Imoen's subconscious is still resisting, hesitating and wandering, and does not seem to want to accept this power.
"The price? Hahahahaha! You, a fool who is manipulated by others, don't know the truth at all, don't you?"
Irenicus burst into a wild, sarcastic laugh.
Although he was quite annoyed that the bugs that absorbed the energy of the Tree of Life were destroyed, he was quickly relieved when he thought that he could not avoid this fateful battle no matter what.
After all, he now has abundant divine power converted from life energy in his body. At the same time, he has also ignited the spark of divinity and become a quasi-god. He must have an overwhelming advantage in terms of power.
Coupled with the originally powerful magical power, there is no need to fear the Son of Baal who knows nothing.
On the contrary!
It is the enemy who should be afraid.
"Others? Manipulation?"
Jahira keenly grasped two key words.
Although she was facing the murderer who brutally killed her husband and desecrated the body, she was very angry and full of hatred in her heart, and she wanted to cut his body into pieces immediately.
But the experience and habits cultivated by many years of working as a harpist still allowed the widow to regain her calm and restraint.
"Why, you don't think that you can stand in front of me again because of your own hard work and luck, right?
Don't be naive!
Whether it's you or me, It's just a chess piece manipulated by a more powerful being.
But I have embarked on the path of resistance, and at the same time gained enough strength to fight against it.
But you are still no match. It's a humble ant.
The so-called destiny is nothing but the interference of the strong in the behavior and even thoughts of the weak.
Especially those gods who claim to be always right but are selfish and narrow-minded in their hearts, always eager to transform mortals into what they expect.
Not caring at all what mortals think and whether this is what they desire.
Now I can clearly understand and feel this.
If you don’t want to be a chess piece, you must transcend the limits of mortals and become a member of the gods.
But what is ridiculous is that you, sons of God, have obviously been gifted with talents that mortals cannot match since birth, but most of them have been wasted.
I just took away some things you don’t need. What’s wrong with that? ”
Not only did Irenekas’s face show no trace of regret or guilt, but he acted as if it were natural.
In this guy, you can clearly feel the upper-class dominance of the elves as a race. The arrogance and conceit of class, and the extreme idea of not treating other short-lived races as human beings.
He even thinks that humans, dwarves, dwarves, halflings, orcs and other ignorant and inferior races are only worthy of being. Become a vassal and slave of the elves
This is exactly the same as when the giant dragon that dominated the continent initially regarded the elves as "two-legged beasts".
The most important thing is that this idea has been the consensus of the entire elven community for a long time, and has lasted for thousands of years.
It was not until the rise of several powerful human magical civilizations such as Netheril and Imaskar that these pointed-eared imperialists who were keen on war, expansion and domination gradually began to become "kind".
Perhaps this transformation process is directly related to the betrayal, division and sedimentation of the dark elves, which caused the elven god Corellon to hate evil very much.
But more importantly, the increasingly powerful human beings force them to be more "kind".
Otherwise, once a full-scale racial war breaks out, without the intervention of gods, human beings may be able to withstand several, dozen or even dozens of failures based on their population base and fertility rate.
But the elves only need one failure to be exterminated.
“So what you are trying to say is that everything we encountered on this adventure was arranged and not caused by free will?”
Sancho narrowed his eyes. He looked at each other very carefully.
As the son of Baal who is closest to the quasi-god in the team, he is undoubtedly aware of the divine power released by the powerful elf high mage in front of him, as well as the bright sparks of divinity that continue to shine in his soul.
Unlike most of the traditional routes for mortals to become gods, Irenicus did not choose those complicated and difficult philosophical concepts when spiritualizing himself.
But simply and crudely transform all the unwillingness, anger, and hatred in the heart into a strong motivation for revenge.
This also means that if he further becomes a demigod, there is a high probability that he will be a god of revenge, and maybe he will specifically seek revenge against the elves and gods.
But unfortunately, the potential of the priesthood of revenge is really limited in Faerûn, a place where powerful gods are everywhere.
Just look at Hall, the God of Vengeance, and you will know this.
After all, he only masters the three priesthoods of revenge, retribution, and fair reward and punishment, but they are not very popular. He has remained at the level of a demigod with weak divine power for many years.
Those mortals who long for true fairness and justice will inevitably choose to seek help from Tyr, the god of justice, while the evil camp is more willing to worship more powerful evil gods such as Bane and Shar.
If there is no other option, go to the devil to make a deal, or simply make a crazy sacrifice to summon the devil...
Either way, it will definitely be more effective and faster than praying to Hall, the God of Vengeance.
But Irenicas, who has gone completely crazy, obviously doesn't care about this.
I saw him looking at the boy not far away with a slightly playful look. After more than ten seconds, he asked meaningfully: "What do you think free will is?
After thinking about it for yourself The choices and decisions you made?
How do you know that these thoughts, choices and decisions are really based on your own ideas and not misled by a large amount of information deliberately leaked by others?
Or is it influenced by emotions, interests, and values?
Especially your mentor is the best at making a fuss about this
And he is also one of the participants and manipulators behind the whole thing.
Every intelligent creature believes that its will and soul are unique.
But in fact, they were just mass-produced by a place called Soul Castle on the positive energy plane, and then sent to various planes to become the first beings.
Never feel how special you are.
Because no matter we, or those alien creatures, elemental creatures and gods, at the beginning, they were just an insignificant soul from the Castle of Souls.
So in my opinion, the so-called free will is a false proposition.
In many cases, the concept of self is affected by too many objective factors, environment, instincts, desires, and growth experiences.
What you think of as free will is actually just the result of performing according to a script on a predetermined stage.
There is no such thing as freedom in the world. We are all puppets and slaves manipulated by more powerful forces.
This is like a reincarnation that is progressive and entangled.
In the mortal realm, kings, lords, mages and warriors with powerful powers can interfere with the fate of civilians to some extent, and even decide their life and death.
Can ascend to the supernatural realm, and demons, demons, celestial beings, and gods can interfere with the fate of kings, lords, powerful wizards, and warriors, and determine the destination of their souls after death.
Further up, there is a plane of will that is more powerful than the gods and can instantly kill the superior gods, no matter how powerful they are.
The will of the planes, especially the outer planes, is constructed from the thoughts, cognitions and souls of countless mortals reincarnated after death.
This means that whether we like it or not, we must accept that we are a part of the great cycle of the universe.
You can't surpass it, let alone change it. You can only improve your position as much as possible within the rules.
Becoming a god is the only way to get rid of being manipulated and played with.
Look at me now!
Completely restored everything that had been deprived by the elven gods, and also gained the qualification to talk to them on an equal footing. "
Speaking of this, Irenicus paused deliberately, glanced at Aberdare and Imoen with a look of contempt, and then took the initiative to extend his right hand to the boy: "Dear Sancho , I think you who are already infinitely close to quasi-gods should be able to understand what I am talking about.
Now I officially extend an invitation to you.
And I sincerely hope that you can join me on this road of transcendence that is full of thorns and challenges.
I can help you cross that threshold and become a true god, thereby completely getting rid of Soth's control.
Compared with other stupid Sons of Baal, you are the only one qualified to seize the Blood Throne and become the new God of Murder.
As long as we join forces, we will surely set off a storm among the gods. ”
moment!
The surrounding air suddenly became solemn.
Including Aberdare and Jahira, everyone has set their sights on Sancho, the strongest player in the team.
They knew that if the boy chose to betray at this time, let alone revenge, they might not even be able to leave alive.
What is even more frightening is that Sancho, the person involved, has no expression on his face, as if he is really thinking seriously about the pros and cons of forming an alliance with the other party.
As time passed by, everyone became more and more nervous.
After about two or three minutes, the boy sneered and shook his head: "Sorry, I'm not interested in your invitation.
To be precise, I don't want to be with a mentally disturbed person. The madmen cooperate and form an alliance, and I don’t think you will be the opponent of the elves and gods.
In my opinion, your crazy plan has no chance of success.
And I can share it. Know what exercise is and what control is.”
"That's such a shame. In that case, let's start this battle to decide each other's fate. As long as I kill you all, I can continue to move forward on my own path and accomplish an unprecedented feat."
Speaking, Irenicas raised his hands and suddenly shot out a spell infused with divine power.
Boom! ! ! ! !
The nearest Aberdare flew out in response. Almost half of his body had been torn apart by the violent energy explosion, revealing large areas of blood-red muscles, internal organs, and dense white bones.
If this were the case for an ordinary person, he would probably be killed on the spot.
But he miraculously began to regenerate, and it took only a few seconds to recover most of his body.
As the divine power and divinity in the body began to directly connect with the Blood Throne, the power of all the Sons of Baal increased rapidly in a short period of time.
Although the previous killer form also had the ability to regenerate, it was obviously not as abnormal as this.
"Imoen! Pay attention to counter-spells! Don't let him cast spells easily!"
Sancho quickly completed the eighth-level spell [Chain Dispel] and took away several of the enemy's protections. magic.
Unfortunately, this did not cause the slightest trouble to Irenekas, who had become a quasi-god.
Just one second later, he used his divine power to create a divine shield that could not be dispelled by ordinary spells within the ninth ring.
What's even more terrible is that neither Sancho nor Imoen dare to use time-stopping spells to buy more time at this moment.
The reason is simple!
The divine spark ignited by Irenikas is enough to make him immune to a series of powerful magics that are regarded as trump cards by mages, including time stop, confinement, and transformation.
fortunately!
Just when the spell confrontation was at a disadvantage, the injured Aberdare finally recovered and fought back.
I saw his killer form instantly increased several times, and a large amount of black and red blood-like substance flowed out from the gaps in the tough cuticle on the surface of the skin.
And this viscous liquid absorbed all the two divine attack spells released by Irenicas, and he rushed forward like a mad dog to bite the divine shield wrapped around his body.
Since there is no longer a steady supply of energy from the Tree of Life, the shield quickly weakens and collapses at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After all, the strength of the divine shield ability is determined by the level of the godhead.
Erenikas is just a quasi-god. Normally, he should not be able to master such extraordinary divine power. He relies entirely on the extracted energy to exert it forcefully.
The main reason why it was indestructible and could be repaired automatically was that it was replenished by the Tree of Life.
Now that the energy-extracting bugs are gone, nature will inevitably become very fragile.
What's more, the attacks in the killer form of the Son of Baal will also carry a little divine power.
"Get away! You stupid beast!"
Erenikas raised his hand and instantly struck Aberdare with his flying palm.
Just when he was about to turn around and deal with Sancho, who was the greatest threat, he suddenly realized that there was no trace of the boy.
Invisible?
Teleport?
Or a dimension jump?
Erenikas immediately wanted to use prophecy spells to find the opponent.
Can cast several spells in a row and was successfully countered by Imoen.
If there is any ability that this cheerful girl has developed to its peak, it must be magic counterattack.
Especially during her adventures in the Underdark, she not only fought against monsters like beholders and mind flayers that were born with powerful magical abilities, but also finally had a battle with the dark elf mage. Spell confrontation with fewer enemies and more enemies.
Coupled with the terrifying talent of the Son of God, Imon is now a quite terrifying spell caster.
Although it may not be a real threat to Irenicus, it is definitely more than enough to cause him some trouble.
"You little girl who doesn't know how to live or die! You made me angry!"
Irenicas turned around suddenly and shot out a magic ring from the magic storage ring on his finger. A fist made of force fields.
Imoen didn't react in time and was hit by a huge fist on the spot, and followed in Aberdare's footsteps.
And before it even hit the ground, the fist turned into a big hand, tightly imprisoning it on the ground and squeezing it.
Dazzling blood immediately flowed out from the corners of the eyes, mouth and nose, and occasionally the crisp sound of broken bones could be heard.
Judging from its power, it should be an eighth-level spell [Big Worship Vajra Fist].
“Imoen?!”
Seeing that the girl was so seriously injured, Jaheira, as an “old mother”, suddenly became extremely nervous and rushed over to release her without saying a word. A healing spell.
This is undoubtedly a very dangerous move.
Because Irenekas can turn around the force field that restrains Imoen and attack her at any time.
Fortunately, Irenekas has now turned his attention to the priest Viconia. He looked at the dark elf who was once sent to monitor him with interest and asked with a sneer. : "Are you sure you want to be my enemy? Or do you have some kind of ulterior mission, or is that guy using your eyes to observe all this?"
"Are you sure? Do you want to know? "
Viconia was not at all afraid of the other party becoming a quasi-god. Instead, she raised her chin slightly and looked at him without hesitation.
Of course, the reason why she dared to do this was entirely because she felt that Zuo Si, the great devil who was the source of her faith, suddenly injected a flood of hell energy for some unknown reason.
In just a few seconds, the entire body of this black-skinned elf with long silver-white hair and a slight glow of blue light had already begun to morph.
First of all, the originally petite figure swelled to more than 1.8 meters, with red, blue, and silver scales directly covering the whole body. A pair of huge dragon wings spread out behind the back, and there was a dragon-like tail behind the buttocks.
As for the head, a pair of small horns grew out, and the eyeballs in the eye sockets also emitted a dazzling red light.
The most important thing is that Viconia has been given Zuo Si's ability to a certain extent, which is like [possession by the gods] in the extraordinary divine power.
To put it simply, it is to instill part of one's own power into the body of a mortal object, making it an external extension of oneself.
The most typical one is the saint form.
However, Zuo Si obviously only injected power but not consciousness, so the body was still controlled by Viconia himself.
"Soth! Do you want to violate the contract we signed before?"
Erenikas obviously felt a huge threat and immediately tried to talk to Zuo Si directly.
Upon seeing this, Viconia immediately pursed her lips with a joking expression, and teased with a half-smile: "Now you know you are afraid?
Weren't you still very arrogant just now? But don't worry, the master is not The intention to break the contract is just to give you a small warning through me
As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke, I will not join this battle, but will choose to watch.
For it is not I who will defeat you, but Sancho, Aberdare and Imoen, the three sons of Baal
Especially Sancho, I think you will soon understand how special he is. ”
As the last word blurted out, Viconia put on an elegant posture, put one hand on her chest and bowed slightly, and then began to slowly retreat.
Although she had already He clearly expressed his position, but Irenicas obviously did not dare to take it lightly and still maintained a high level of alert.
This obviously gave Sancho, who was hiding in the dark, a perfect opportunity for a sneak attack. br>
After repeatedly confirming the remaining protective spells on the enemy, the boy carefully took off all the magic equipment on his body and marked them in place. Then he took a deep breath and jumped from the material world and the shadows. Jumped out of the gap between the planes, and instantly injected divine power to complete the nine-ring magic [Great Disintegration]
As a quasi-god, Irenekas's perception is undoubtedly very keen. He turned around almost in an instant and planned to cast a spell to deal with the sneak attack.
But when he saw the light that belonged to the great disintegration of divine power, the expression on his face instantly became extremely shocked, even with a little fear and panic.
After all, the Great Disintegration itself has a relatively low probability of destroying artifacts and divine protection, not to mention that this version is infused with divine power.
Just a moment!
The gems on the magic ring worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins worn on Irenicus's finger cracked into pieces, and the runes engraved on the inside released astonishing heat and burned the skin.
Followed by bracelets, amulets, belts, pants, cloaks, boots, as well as dimensional bags, wands, and scroll boxes hanging around the waist...
In short, basically nothing with magic is spared. Either it was destroyed on the spot, or it was suppressed and couldn't be used in a short time.
What's even worse is that the Great Disintegration also destroyed the protective magic previously blessed, causing him to become completely "naked".
Not good!
Erenikas has so much combat experience that he immediately realized what the boy wanted to do, and immediately prepared to cast a teleportation spell to distance himself first, and then slowly add protection to fight. War of attrition.
It's a pity that Sancho was prepared and didn't give him this opportunity at all.
The moment the instant teleportation spell is activated, the anti-magic force field instantly takes effect with him as the center.
The result was that the portal disappeared as soon as it opened.
“My mentor once taught me that a qualified mage must prepare at least two sets of plans to deal with close combat.
One set is used to deal with the enemy’s close assault, and the other is Used to attack powerful enemies that cannot be defeated by spells.
Now I sincerely hope you have such a backup plan.
Otherwise it would be very disappointing. "
As Sancho said, he transformed into the killer form and rushed towards Irenicas with the anti-magic force field emanating from himself.
You know without asking, This is the battle plan he thought about over and over again on how to defeat an elf high mage.
If it depends on consumption, experience, spell slots and magic items, the team may be able to rely on the strong resilience of the Son of Baal. Win the final victory, but you will also suffer huge losses
But now, he just needs to launch a righteous gang fight.
Boom!
Faced with the killer's astonishing strength and speed, Irenicas, who had lost the power to cast spells, had no chance to escape. He was forcefully grabbed by his right leg and smashed into the trunk of the tree of life at his feet.
For a moment, blood mixed with flying sawdust scattered everywhere.
Although in his long life, Irenicas also practiced the elegant, agile, quick and light swordsmanship of the elves when he was young, and he was not completely unable to fight back in close combat.
But the problem is that it also depends on who the enemy is.
If there are ordinary robbers and robbers, he can certainly solve a few of them with a sword.
But if the son of Baal were in the form of a killer, he would definitely have no power to fight back.
In desperation, Irenicas could only use divine power to give himself a warrior level, and then create a weapon out of thin air. He gave up his original best magic and struggled with Sancho.
I have to say that the strange scene of two legendary mages suddenly stopping their spell confrontation and starting to fight hand to hand really surprised everyone around them.
But soon, Imoen and Aberdare realized that this was an excellent opportunity, and immediately swarmed up and joined the righteous gang fight.
Even Minsk saw the opportunity and struck several times with his adamantine giant sword.
Perhaps Irenicas can single-handedly suppress all the spellcasters in the team in a spell battle, but he absolutely cannot fight against three Sons of Baal who have become killers in a hand-to-hand combat at the same time.
In just a few minutes, his body became riddled with wounds, and the life energy that had been accumulated in his body before it could be converted into divine power continued to gush out from the wounds.
"No! No! No! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! I am God! How can you guys defeat me!"
The huge gap between the huge psychological expectations and the reality made Irenicas start to become afraid.
After all, he has never been a warrior, nor has he experienced countless battles, injuries, or near-death situations, nor does he have the tenacity and willpower of a warrior to dare to face death.
The more injured he is, the more nervous he becomes, and the more nervous he is, the less able he is to give full play to his advantages and strength.
Even if he has been given a very high warrior level through divine power, this is no exception.
In this regard, Irenicus cannot even compare with Aberdare, who likes to think with his lower body.
At least the latter never flinched in any battle, and always faced difficulties no matter how powerful his opponent was.
Although you may not be able to win every time, it is very important to at least have the consciousness of being a warrior.
"God? Even if you are a god, you cannot avoid death today. I will kill you with my own hands and take back everything you took from me."
Aberdare Shen He took out his tongue and licked his paws that were stained red with blood.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he found that every time he tore Irenikas’ body apart, his strength would increase.
Moreover, the regeneration speed of wounds is also doubled.
Before, it took seven or eight seconds to recover after being slashed, but now it only takes two or three seconds.
"Stop talking nonsense! Get rid of him quickly! I don't want anything to go wrong again."
Sancho urged impatiently.
I don’t know why, but the boy always vaguely felt that something was wrong, as if some evil force was approaching.
"Understood! I'll dig out his heart right now!"
As he said that, Aberdare rushed forward with lightning speed, and his right claw turned into an afterimage and stabbed into Ai with a pop. Renikas's chest then pulled out the opponent's beating heart bit by bit.
However, he did not rush to cut off the blood vessel, but allowed it to connect to his heart. He grinned and said in a tone full of hatred: "Remember, this is the price you have to pay for provoking me. . For Danahe! And for Khalid and the innocent people you killed!”
“This sentence is really full of irony from your mouth, and it brings joy to the whole world. Son of Baal of disaster, slaughter, turmoil and death.”
Irenicas, realizing that he had lost this fateful battle, issued a final taunt.
Although I am a little unwilling to give in, if I lose, I lose, and there is nothing to complain about.
Maybe falling into hell is a good choice.
At least there is a high probability that it will be transformed into a relatively high-level devil.
"Shut up! Go to hell!"
Aberdare pulled hard, breaking the blood vessels connecting his atria on the spot, and the blood spurted out all over his body. All.
The moment Erinikas' body fell on his back, all the remaining divine power and divinity in his body began to pour into Aberdare's body, even the energy drawn from the Tree of Life was no exception.
What is even weirder is that the Son of Baal, who had endured all this, floated out of thin air in a large shape, and raised his head and stared at the sky.
About seven or eight seconds, a blood-red line appeared above the head out of thin air.
Following this, a huge crack appeared in the sky, as if it had been torn apart by some evil force.
On the other side of the rift, there is a skeletal seat wrapped in blood, and on the top of the throne's backrest stands a mark with blood spots floating around a skull.
Anyone who knows something about religion can clearly identify that this is the throne of Baal, the god of murder.
The naked and unabashed display of violence, killing and death has an impact on animals within a radius of more than ten kilometers.
Whether they were herbivores or carnivores, they all began to bite and kill crazily, dyeing the entire forest blood red.
Before the other members of the team had time to react, blood spurted out from the other side, covering everyone directly.
The dead Irenicas stood up again like a corpse. There were neither eyeballs nor pupils in the eye sockets, but were filled with blood-red liquid.
As for Sancho and others, they seemed dead, lying on the ground with no heartbeat or breathing at all.
To be precise, their souls have been sucked into the kingdom of Baal, and they are undergoing the final trial, decisive battle and transformation.
Only the winning side can return from the world of death and gain the power that truly belongs to the gods.
“As expected of Baal, the God of Murder, he can make such a big noise even in death.”
After watching the show for a long time, the spider goddess Rose touched her chin and revealed her hair. Playful expression.
But Zuo Si responded nonchalantly: "It's just a guy who is unwilling to die and wants to use his own heirs for a final attempt at resurrection. I guarantee that no matter what he is planning, he will not succeed in the end. "
"You want to stop Barr's resurrection plan?"
Rose raised her head with a strange light in her eyes.
"It's not that I want to, but I've already done it. Otherwise, why do you think I intervened in the battle of the Sons of Baal? Is it just for fun?"
While speaking, Zuo Si thought. Take a look at the cracked gap above your head and the tree of life that is still withering under your feet.
Obviously, Barr did not give up as soon as it was good as in the original plot. Instead, for some unknown reason, he planned to drain the last bit of energy from the tree.
What is even more incomprehensible is that the elves and gods did not react at all from the beginning to the end, allowing the other party to cause trouble on their own territory.
No wonder that after the main group of elves retreated to Evermeet Island, both humans and orcs dared to kill these former overlords, and even publicly captured slaves and carried out rape, torture, massacre, etc. A series of brutal acts.
"Be careful, Baal, the God of Murder, is not an easy character to deal with. Especially after he has absorbed so much energy from the Tree of Life."
Rose pretended to be kind. Issue a warning.
"It doesn't matter. Even if he is forcibly resurrected, it can't change the already destined outcome. At worst, I will kill him once."
While saying this, Zuo Si gently pressed his hand on the sword of the Void Sword. On the handle, it was obvious that he wanted to try the sword.
"Kill God?"
Rose obviously noticed this action and immediately used divine perception to confirm the characteristics of the weapon, but in the end she sensed nothing.
Just the seal on the scabbard completely cuts off the outside world.
She couldn't confirm whether this was a bluff or whether she had actually created a terrifying weapon capable of destroying gods.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Rose did not choose to continue to struggle with this issue, but took the initiative to change the subject.
"Someone asked me to give you a gift."
"Oh? So what are you waiting for? Take it out quickly."
Zuo Si said unceremoniously Stretched out his right hand.
"Don't be so anxious. There is no way this gift can enter Toril. I need to give it to you in another world." Rose hinted calmly.
Other worlds?
Zuo Si's mind instantly recalled that one of his projections was forcibly summoned to the world of Gray Eagle, and he immediately understood the unspoken subtext of the other party.
It turns out that those dark elves did not have nothing to do when they were full, but they were instructed by the goddess of their faith.
After thinking about this, he immediately tried in a tone full of expectation: "Where is the location? You should at least give me an address to meet instead of letting me wander aimlessly."
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Rose patiently explained: "The reason why I won't give you the address is for safety reasons.
You have no idea how dangerous and precious this gift is, and how many pairs of eyes are secretly spying and longing for it. Get it.
Concerning transactions, we must be careful, careful and careful again.
If I remember correctly, you, a planeswalker, have the ability to conduct transactions in different planes and even universes at any time. Shuttle, right?
This means that as long as you get the projection, it is equivalent to getting it yourself? ”
"Absolutely correct."
Zuo Si replied in the affirmative very simply.
Although the projection cannot inherit the power of the planeswalker's spark, it can be used as a precise coordinate point for teleportation.
"Okay, I understand, give me some time to prepare, and it won't take long for you to get what you want."
After that, Rose escaped into the darkness. Disappeared without a trace.
After watching the spider goddess leave, Zuo Si immediately summoned his most trusted followers.
In the blink of an eye, the flame dragon knight Davian teleported across the long distance from the junction of Kalingshan and Tethyr in the south.
He inspected the surroundings first, and after finding that there were no enemies, he asked in an uncertain tone: "Master, do you have any orders?"
"What is the situation over there with the Sons of Baal?" "Really?" Zuo Si asked straight to the point.
“Well...how should I put it, the situation is a little subtle.
Just as you summoned, violent surges of energy appeared in many places.
According to the monitoring of the nearby mage tower, it is basically certain that a passage to an outer plane that is prone to evil has been opened.
Many of the surviving Sons of Baal began to become more powerful than before due to the surge of energy, and they were also extra evil, cold, and bloodthirsty. "
Davian didn't dare to hide anything, and told everything he knew.
"You mean, all the sons of Baal have been strengthened? ”
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise, and at the same time realized that the matter might not be that simple. It was definitely the dead God of Murder who was causing trouble.
Davian nodded seriously: "I'm afraid so.
In addition, there is a powerful son of Baal named Zhendai who is secretly gathering an army.
She already has A large number of slave legions, as well as dark elf elites and some mind flayers and beholders loyal to her.
I don't know if she plans to attack other Sons of Baal or the west coast empire you founded. Interested
In places where magma flows in the Marching Mountains, adventurers also saw groups of fire giants getting ready to go.
I have a hunch that the next situation may become quite bad. ”
“Yagasula and Xian Dai can’t hold it any longer...”
Zuo Si accurately pronounced the names of the two “Five Descendants”.
It can be judged from Davian's description that this connection to the Blood Throne does not only occur in Aberdare, but appears near all the surviving Sons of Baal
But what he couldn't figure out was why the God of Murder did this?
You must know that it is all the power of Barr.
If he consumes too much, his divine power level will inevitably drop off a cliff after he is resurrected from the dead.
"Master, do we need to make some preparations? For example, let Wilmes go and test it first?" Davian suggested.
Zuo Si thought for a moment and quickly shook his head: "There is no need to do this for the time being.
Because I'm not sure whether Wilmes can really defeat these sons of Baal who have just been strengthened and may already be quasi-gods or even demi-gods.
And they may not necessarily be coming for the empire, they may also be coming for each other.
By the way, what is Melissa doing right now? "
For this ruthless character who successfully stabbed Barr in the back and almost became a goddess, Zuo Sike has always paid close attention to.
Davian answered without thinking: "She has been trying recently. After contacting Balthazar, I don’t know what the two talked about. According to the spies' reports, they seemed to be quite wary of each other. ”
"Okay, it seems that I have to talk to this crazy monk. Please help me look at the bodies of Sancho and others for a few days."
After saying this, Zuo Si directly opened the portal and disappeared.
(End of this chapter)