Chapter 772 The imminent shadow war (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
The Palace of Knowledge, the kingdom of Ogma, the great god of knowledge, is also the most eager to visit by countless careerists, scholars, mages and smart people. place.
Because the endless libraries here record all kinds of knowledge they dream of, as well as countless secrets that have been lost in the long river of time.
If you are lucky enough to be interviewed and given guidance by Ogma himself, it will mean unimaginable wealth for any mortal.
After all, the power possessed by the God of Knowledge is not only the existing knowledge itself, but also the inspiration that constitutes the source of knowledge.
And this is often far more rare and precious than knowledge itself.
In other words, the most powerful thing about Ogma is that he can induce a person to transform immature ideas and fleeting sparks of inspiration into some kind of creativity, and then give birth to new knowledge. .
So whenever he encounters a problem that he cannot solve or is uncertain about, Zuo Si will always come here as soon as possible to seek help from his closest ally.
At this moment, he stood in front of the other party and waited patiently for the God of Knowledge to fiddle with the gem made from the fragments of the Star God.
Obviously, Ogma is using his own divine power and knowledge to observe and analyze this thing.
Judging from the strange light shining in his eyes, he was obviously very interested.
To be exact, everything that is unknown and has never been seen makes him excited and curious.
After all, this strong feeling comes from divinity.
For a god, nothing makes them happier than discovering new things within the scope of their vocation.
This is why Zuo Si is warmly welcomed by the God of Knowledge every time he comes.
In particular, the huge comprehensive laboratory in Mutahar Floating City, which is run by Jinji Tasha, is simply a huge knowledge and technology creation center in Ogma's eyes, with countless research results of various sizes being produced every day.
If he weren't afraid of touching Zuo Si's sensitive nerves, he would have wanted to send an avatar to stay there to record all the knowledge and store it in a private library in his country.
Because for the God of Knowledge, a research institution like this is like the relationship between the "Happy House" and Zuo Si, both of which can bring extremely pleasant spiritual enjoyment.
As the divine power analyzed and structured the fragments of the Star God, it took two or three hours for Ogma to comment with great interest: "A very, very interesting life form. It allowed me to see The vastness and infinite possibilities of the multiverse. But do you know what this thing reminds me of? "
"What does it remind me of?"
Zuo Si asked very cooperatively.
“The Aragami, also known as primitives or primitive gods by mortals, are the first beings to gain self-awareness at the birth of the universe.
They are the same as the stars you mentioned. Gods have many similarities.
For example, their power as a source is anchored in something that ordinary people cannot understand, and they do not rely on the faith of mortals to obtain power, and there is no such thing. Any concept of good and evil and moral sense can be completely based on personal preference.
Of course, the difference is that the nature of the Aragami still does not exceed the scope of divine power, and you can kill them with the power you possess. , or even finish it off with sparkling oil
But the Star God obviously has untouchable characteristics.
Although I don’t know exactly how the race called the Necron killed one of the Star Gods named Llandogol the Skinned, and by what method they used to kill the other Star Gods. Turned into fragments and sealed.
But what is certain is that this must involve some underlying rules that only exist in that universe.
So if you want to fight one of the Star Gods and capture it, you must first understand what this rule is and how to use it.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful the incarnation of Shuoyou becomes, it may be difficult to restrain these powerful god-like life forms.
If you force a war, there is a high probability that it will turn into a fruitless mutual attrition, and then your other enemies in that universe will seize the opportunity. "
Ogma stated his point of view straightforwardly, and at the same time handed back the Star God fragment in his hand.
"You mean you don't suggest that I immediately start capturing the complete Star God. plan? "
Zuo Si caught the gem made from the fragments of the Star God with a thoughtful expression.
The God of Knowledge nodded very simply: "Yes, because of your chance of winning. It's really not high.
I suggest you start with those C'tans that have been shattered.
First obtain more information about them by studying the fragments, and then combine the abilities with the incarnation of Shimmering Oil by stripping away their consciousness.
When the power of Shuoyou's incarnation reaches or approaches the level of a complete Star God, then attack the real Star God.
In addition, I also suggest that you should talk to the Necrons and obtain the secret of their original defeat of the Star God through trade.
After all, as a planeswalker and archdevil with endless resources, knowledge and technology, I think no one should be able to refuse your offer. ”
Contact and trade with the Necron?
As this thought emerged from the bottom of his heart, a well-known name among "Hammer Guys" suddenly appeared in Zuo Si's mind - "Endless One" Trazin.
As the most famous collector in the Warhammer universe, the King of Figures, and the curator of the Solemnath Art Museum, he can be said to be relatively friendly among the Necron race, and he is basically the same as the Necrons. Anyone can talk.
Whether it is Belisarius Cawl, the great sage of the Mechanicum, Robert Guilliman as the Primarch, or Vashtor, the former Chaos demigod...
He was nicknamed "Silver Skull Chapter Master Trazyn" because he made many deals with humans to help the empire tide over difficulties.
The most important thing is that as soon as this guy appears, the painting style will immediately become cheerful.
Although his fighting ability is a bit poor and his personality is a bit funny, he also has a strong collecting habit. He often even goes to other people's homes to steal or forcibly capture the collections he is interested in.
As a "Pokémon Master", Zuo Si felt that he and the other party should have a lot in common, and maybe they could learn from each other.
Of course, if possible, he would also like to turn the "Figure King" into his own figure.
It's a pity that this guy is very cautious. He usually sends a mechanical clone to go out for action, and will not let the main body show up easily. Moreover, there is currently no way to avoid being affected by the subspace and coming to the main body.
Ogma obviously noticed the look on Zuo Si's face, and immediately said with a smile: "Ah, it seems you already have an idea, doesn't it?"
The latter also nodded with a smile: "Yes, I think I have found a suitable candidate for the transaction. But whether he is willing to hand over such secrets involving the entire race is still unknown."
"Then I wish you all the best in advance. You can get what you want as soon as possible
Also, remember to send me news of any new discoveries and developments as soon as possible
I can't wait to record them all. Saved in the library
After all, I haven't encountered such interesting knowledge in a long time. ”
When he said these words, Ogema’s eyes revealed naked and undisguised expectations.
Since becoming an ally with Zuo Si, in the past few years, his private library The number of new books in the library is greater than that of the past thousands or even tens of thousands of years combined.
This undoubtedly makes the God of Knowledge feel unprecedentedly happy, and at the same time, he is selectively disseminating this knowledge. At this time, his influence among mortals in some material planes will be greatly increased.
As for good and evil, order and chaos, it is not a problem at all for him.
In this regard, the views and positions of Ogema and Zuo Si are almost completely consistent, and there is no difference at all.
To a certain extent, they are simply like-minded friends.
“No problem.
As soon as I get the secrets about the C’tan from the Necron, I will share them with you immediately.
If there is nothing else I'll take the first step.
You know, I've been very busy lately. "
After saying that, Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, intending to turn around and leave.
But before he could activate the interdimensional teleportation magic, Ogma suddenly shouted from behind. :"etc! If I remember correctly, one of your descendants killed a ghost prince not long ago, right? ”
“That’s right. What, is Telamant Tanshur planning to take revenge? "
Zuo Si asked back with a joking expression.
It is not difficult to see from his attitude that he does not take Yinhun City seriously at all.
After all, without the support of Shar, the goddess of night, the so-called Netheril Empire is just an ordinary floating city.
With the terrifying power possessed by Graia, the Prince of Darkness who has awakened the Planeswalker Spark, he can perform a good show of tearing apart the floating city with his own hands.
“You are right.
The City of Shades has recently begun to gather strength to the south of the Ainook Desert.
The number of Bedai barbarian troops alone reached more than 10,000.
There are also a large number of mages, priests and warlocks.
If nothing unexpected happens, they should be planning to attack Tiffanytown, an important border town that has just been recaptured by the Kingdom of Cormyr.
If it were just a mortal army, it wouldn't be worth the fuss.
But I found some unusual smells in the things transported in Ghost City. ”
With that said, Ogma handed a sealed small box to Zuo Si.
Zuo Si opened it without saying a word, only to find a piece of thick and constantly surging black mud. He immediately frowned and asked in an uncertain tone: "What is this?"
< br>"Have you heard of the Seven Lost Gods?"
Ogma did not answer immediately, but asked another question.
"Of course. I think anyone who knows something about the history of Faerûn will be familiar with the Lost Seven Gods."
Zuo Si replied in the affirmative without hesitation.
In fact, the "Lost Seven Gods" is just a general term, and there is huge controversy as to which specific members are.
Some scholars believe that the angry god Prim and the nightmare snake Dendel are members of the Lost Seven Gods;
Others believe that the Lost Seven Gods refer to the Great Arcana When the magician Karsus stole the power of the first-generation goddess of magic, he retained part of the power of seven people through various methods, although most of them died the moment the spell was successful.
However, today’s mainstream view favors the former rather than the latter.
Ogma nodded slightly and continued to talk to himself: "Since you know the Seven Lost Gods, you must have heard of Prim's Heart of the Mire, right?
Are the three gods of death still there or mortals? At that time, I successfully killed the first divine power.
In this piece of black mud, I felt his power."
Zuo Si immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard these words. He raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise: "So Telamante wants to use a god who has been dead for who knows how many years to deal with Greia?
Use god-like power to defeat god-like power?
Are you sure there's nothing wrong with his brain?
Or doesn’t he know that sometimes the gap between quasi-divine power and quasi-divine power may be wider than the gap between gods and mortals? "
"Haha, if only Prim is certainly not enough to threaten your heirs. But the question is what if this Prim has been distorted and strengthened by divine power? "
Ogma squinted his eyes and stared directly at the black mud in the box.
"You mean... Shar? ”
Zuo Si directly poured the black mud into his palm, trying to feel the remaining divine power in it through the planeswalker sparks.
As a person who is very sensitive to energy, he can distinguish the residual divine power or energy attributes from any item.
But it is a pity that there is no divine power in the black mud except for the cold negative energy.
Just when Zuo Si felt strange about this, Ogma explained meaningfully: "Don't waste your efforts, you can't find any divine power from it. Because if it were me, Sha You will not easily use your own divine power to inject into the body of a wild god, which will leave too many clues to the enemy. Instead, you will choose to influence and distort his essence through your own priesthood."
"Kesha. What is your purpose in doing this? ”
Zuo Si's eyes showed confusion and confusion.
Because the goddess of the night had inconsistent attitudes towards Greia before.
You must know that Shar is not that crazy person like Cyric.
Although she is dark, evil, selfish, and cruel, her behavior is quite logical and coherent, and she will never do anything that changes from day to day.
Ogma shook his head slightly: "Don't ask me, I don't know either.
To be precise, no one can guess the thoughts of this ancient dark goddess.
But what is certain is that she has set her sights on your heir and is trying to pull him into her arms.
I think you need to be a little more vigilant.
Also, you'd better be careful in the ongoing war between the orc pantheon, the earth spirit pantheon, and the spider goddess Lolth.
I have a hunch that since Shar can bring these guys together, he will definitely not let you win so easily. ”
But Zuo Si responded indifferently: "Please don't worry, I have reached an agreement with the Elf God System and the Dwarf God System, and I have also spread a lot of eyes on Faerun and the material plane, no matter what the other party has No movement can be hidden from my eyes.”
After saying this, he bowed slightly to express his gratitude to the God of Knowledge, and then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
Ogma stood there with the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "The little guys you summoned are not just eyeliners, they are already including the trustees. It caused quite a stir in many places, including Riel, the Abyss, and Shura Field.”
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At the same time, far away in Santi, the Sea of the Moon. Near the Dragon's Spine Mountains in the north of Erbao, Thrall and the orc tribe he led had just emerged from the dangerous dark area and had successfully arrived at the endless grassland of soldiers and horses.
Looking at this land that was neither barren nor rich, and inhabited by a large number of barbarian tribes, all the orcs were obviously relieved.
Because they know that the most dangerous time has passed.
The next thing to do is to obtain enough livestock from the locals through trade, war and plunder, and then occupy a land with lush water and grass to start building your own home.
Of course, the reason why the orc tribe was able to pass through the Underdark so quickly was actually with the help of the mind flayers.
Although they don’t know why these monsters that feed on the brains of intelligent creatures want to help them.
Only Thrall understands that the mind flayers and the super mastermind behind them are actually all taking orders from Zuo Si.
The purpose is also very simple, which is to protect this tribe that has escaped the control of the orc gods to the maximum extent, so that it can have the opportunity to grow and gradually tear apart the entire orc pantheon, and finally destroy Gruumsh and his The lieutenant, wife, and children were expelled from the planet Toril.
But this is obviously not an easy task.
Especially after learning about the terrifying power and authority possessed by the gods in this world, Thrall knew that being exposed would mean facing the wrath of the orc gods.
At that time, all the orcs and half-orcs in the entire plane will become their enemies.
Therefore, he must seize the time to establish a stable rear, and then use it as a base to continuously expand outwards, absorbing as many small tribes as possible, and form a new culture and belief.
The Rongma Grassland is obviously the most important first step in the entire plan.
Just when Thrall was thinking about what identity and excuse he wanted to use to enter the Rongma Grassland, an orc scout suddenly ran over from a distance and reported loudly and breathlessly: "Chief, we found a The human barbarian tribe has about 500 people, including about 130 adult warriors."
"Barbarian tribe?"
Saar was obviously stunned.
Because he obviously didn't expect that he would encounter local residents immediately after coming out of the Dragon's Spine Mountains.
You must know that Rongma Grassland is not an unclaimed land.
When the armies of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim passed through this area in DR1352, the local barbarian tribes united to attack them. Since this is the attitude towards the overlord of the Moon Sea, there is no need for other outsiders to say more.
Almost all intruders will be expelled indiscriminately by the barbarian tribes without exception, and the xenophobic attribute is almost full.
So after briefly weighing the gains and losses, Thrall quickly made his own judgment. He picked up the heavy hammer of destruction and ordered the guards around him: "Gather the soldiers immediately. We must launch a surprise attack and solve the problem quickly before they react." Fight.”
“Yes!”
The young orc warrior clenched his fists and beat his chest hard, then ran back, speaking in orc language as he ran. shout.
After a while, three to four hundred fully armed soldiers were assembled.
Saar, who has already established a strong personal prestige, did not even say a word of nonsense, and directly led these people into the completely defenseless barbarian tribe.
With just one encounter, he killed all the guys who dared to take up arms to resist, and then unceremoniously packed away all their property, including the prisoners.
In this way, the orc tribe marched northeast along the Rongma Grassland, sweeping all the barbarian tribes along the way with their advantages in numbers, equipment and discipline.
By the time they arrived at Illingul, the easternmost town near the entrance of the Galena Mountains, there were already more than 6,000 prisoners, almost 200,000 sheep, 30,000 cattle and 6,000 horses. .
The huge team can’t be seen to the end at a glance, and it’s scary just to look at it.
Especially the thousands of elite orc warriors who have all been converted from infantry into cavalry, which is enough to form a crushing advantage in this wild land.
Seeing the sudden appearance of such a huge orc army, the ruler of Illingur Town could not even think of resisting at all.
After obtaining a promise of personal safety through negotiation, he took the initiative to open the city gate and chose to surrender.
As a result, Thrall easily accomplished the set goal without losing any blood.
With the important stronghold of Yilingul, he can sweep the entire Rongma Grassland to participate in the grand event with Zhentil Fort and Yinhun City, and retreat into the Vasa Circle, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides and backed by large glaciers. The earth sprouts from itself.
In other words, we have firmly grasped the strategic initiative.
But before Sal could decide whether to move closer to the east or west first, an uninvited guest came to his door.
“Hello, respected dragon slayer-Chief Thrall, I am very honored to be received by you. My name is Kander Milina, representing the great tyrant of the Moon Sea-Fu Zuo Here comes Ercheberry."
A sturdy middle-aged man wearing black armor bowed politely.
"Kander Milina? Are you the right-hand man of Fu Zolcheberry, the actual person in charge of Raven Fortress?"
Saar has obviously heard of the other party's name.
Because this person is not an unknown person, but occupies a pivotal position in Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim Order.
Although it may not be as good as Xi Manmeng, the head of the Dark Intelligence Network, he can still firmly occupy the core of power in the second echelon.
You must know that Raven Fortress is located on the northern slope of the Dragon's Spine Mountains, guarding the only passage south from the Military Grassland. The number of permanent troops alone has reached 2,500.
In addition, there are two hundred priests, scribes, servants and spies, and almost six hundred civilians who have settled here to provide services to the army.
The importance is self-evident.
This can be gleaned from the fact that Fu Zolchbury has been the nominal supreme commander.
To become the actual controller of this fortress must be a close associate of the tyrant of the Moon Sea. Both loyalty and ability must be impeccable.
Especially after the secret war broke out with the City of Shadows, Raven Fortress suddenly became Zhentil Castle's strongest line of defense against the opponent's attack.
Kander Milina nodded with a smile: "Yes, that's me.
In fact, from the moment I walked out of the Dragon's Spine Mountains and entered the Rongma Grassland, I My spies discovered you.
But what I didn't expect was that you and your tribe could sweep through so many barbarian tribes in such a short period of time.
Now you are the undisputed master of this area, and no force can stop the orc army from conquering. ”
“So? "
After figuring out the heavyweight identity of the man in front of him, Thrall deliberately pretended to be indifferent and continued to test.
"The great tyrant of the Moon Sea hopes to talk to you. About cooperation.
He is more than happy to recognize your right to rule the entire Rongma Grassland.
But the prerequisite is that you must become an ally of Zhentil Keep, or even join the Zhentarim to become one of them.
Of course, in return, you and your tribe can trade for salt, food, weaponry, and magic items. ”
Kander Milina made the conditions straightforward.
Obviously, he completely regarded Thrall as one of those insidious, cunning, cruel and selfish traditional orc chiefs, and wanted to To draw it into your own camp in this way.
Because Zhentil Castle is currently confronting the City of Shadows and cannot spare the power to deal with this sudden orcish force.
If left unchecked, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous if the other party went south directly to occupy or plunder the coastal trading city-states.
So Fu Zolchebrina wanted to stabilize this group of fierce orcs first, and then take action to resolve the dispute with the Ghost City.
Of course, it would be better if this group of orcs could be used to deal with the City of Shadows together.
This is why he was so generous and gave away the entire military grassland.
Anyway, this grassland was originally not under the control of Zhentil Castle, but belonged to the barbarian tribes that were against them.
Now if you can just go along with the flow and do a favor, you can get an ally, why not?
“You mean, Zhentil Fort will support us to completely occupy the entire Rongma Grassland?”
Saar obviously smelled an opportunity to steal the opponent’s wool, and his body leaned forward slightly. Show interest.
Kander Milina responded without thinking: "That's right. We not only support you in conquering the entire Rongma Grassland, but we will also pay for the barbarians captured by you, as well as various furs, Livestock, dairy products and jerky”
"There is no free lunch in the world. What obligations do I need to fulfill when I learn these things?"
Saar asked calmly.
As a natural leader, he is not one of those short-sighted guys who would be tempted by the petty gains in front of him. He also knows that most of the time the other party buys the barbarian captives to take them back and tame them into slaves.
Men will become gladiators, soldiers, and guards under the repeated torture of whips and magic;
Women will become the playthings of the powerful, or they will be thrown to orcs and jackals. , ogres, demons, etc., and then give birth to a large number of hybrids with special talents, and then train them into qualified assassins, spies, mages, warlocks, and warriors.
As a typical example of the evil camp in Faerûn, Zhentil Castle's slave industry has already developed very maturely.
It may not be comparable to the scale of Sale ruled by the red robed mage, but it is definitely better in other aspects.
“It’s very simple. You only need to provide a certain number of troops when Zhentil Keep needs help. Don’t worry, we will not force you to attack those enemies that are too powerful. You can do it yourself Choose the target and the direction of attack."
When he said these words, a hint of insidiousness and cunning flashed in Kander Milina's eyes.
Because according to the fine traditions of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim, once an alliance is formed, it means that it will inevitably be infiltrated from all aspects.
It won't be long before they can devour each other in one bite this way.
Especially mages and priests who are sent out as "advisors" and "consultants" often use spells for charm control.
For example, the chief of a certain tribe suddenly falls madly in love with a female mage sent by the Zhentarim, or a female congressman from a certain town is seduced by a young and handsome man. Basically, it is Similar situation.
"Yes, I agree to your conditions, and we will be allies from now on."
Saar stood up on his own initiative and stretched out his right hand.
"I wish us a happy cooperation!"
Kander Milina quickly stretched out his right hand and shook it tightly with the other party, with a false smile on his face.
Obviously, he has not yet realized what kind of people he is dealing with, and what kind of storm will be caused by allowing this orc tribe to gain a foothold in the Rongma Grassland.
But for Thrall, reaching an alliance with Zhentil Fort means that he no longer has to worry about threats from the outside, and can develop in both directions in the east and west with confidence and boldness.
In as little as a few months, as long as a year or two, the number of orcs under his command will quickly annex small tribes and expand to hundreds of thousands or even more.
With this population, it is natural to establish an orc kingdom with a strong lawful tendency.
While Thrall is establishing a foothold in Iringul, Tifanton, the northern important town of the Kingdom of Cormyr, is now under full martial law and in a state of war readiness.
Just a few days ago, the army of Shade City had passed through the Enook Desert and rocky land, and reached the gap between the Stormhorn Mountains and the Mokou Mountains to the west of the city.
Although they are just some nomadic cavalry composed of Bedai barbarians and have no siege ability at all, anyone who is not a fool can realize that this is a precursor to a war in Shadow City.
After all, the only place suitable for human survival in the entire Eno Oak Desert is the area around the Sea of Shadows created by the City of Shadows.
From there, it was necessary to cross half of the desert to go to Tifanton. There was almost no supply along the way, and transportation could only be carried out by teleportation or animal power.
If it weren’t for a war, no one would be so full that they would brave the scorching heat of the day and the cold of the night to move such a long distance.
"Hmph! Telamante and his sons finally couldn't help but take action."
The Dark Prince Graia stood on the top of the central spire of Tifantun, condescending. Looking down at the Bedai barbarian nomadic cavalry who were setting up camp, his black pupils were filled with contempt.
The Great Arcanist "Immortal" Ovo, who was standing aside, sneered and said sarcastically: "Isn't this what was expected?
He has blatantly taken up the banner of reviving Netheril.
If you back down at this time, it might become a joke.
I really don’t know how this guy has the nerve to stand up and represent Netheril.
You know, we old guys are not dead yet.
And in the era of Netheril, studying the shadow plane was the most unpopular and despised school of thought. ”
The Prince of Darkness was obviously not interested in this kind of orthodoxy battle in Netheril, and curled his lips noncommittally: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, my sword has long been thirsty, and I can just take the opportunity to harvest the souls of a few more legendary mages. And Tilamant has so many sons, I want to see how he will react after seeing all his sons die."
"Kill them all in front of him. Son? This seems to be a good idea."
Owo said with obvious schadenfreude.
He couldn't wait to see Telamant in pain, sadness, anger, and rage.
There is no way, who makes the City of Shadows so unpopular in the eyes of the Grand Arcanist of Netheril.
Not to mention forming an alliance with him, he didn't even bother to talk to him.
What's more, people like Ovo and Laroc didn't like each other, so they went out to teach these shameless things an impressive lesson, letting the City of Shades understand that they can't represent Netherese. You are not even qualified to use this name.
“Is your floating city ready for battle?”
Greya asked without looking back.
"Of course! My floating city is hidden nearby. As long as the Ghost City dares to come over, they will immediately taste the big gift package I prepared for them."
Owo immediately responded in the affirmative.
After a period of development, the floating city he controlled was no longer the poor thing it was at the beginning, but had been completely built into a huge floating academy and magic fortress.
There are more than 2,000 formal mages alone, and an astonishing number of more than 6,000 apprentices.
In addition, there are construct army, undead army, alien creatures and elements summoned through magic, etc.
Even Ovo himself, like other lichs of the Arcane Order, was further strengthened under the baptism of water from the Sunwell.
Although it may not be possible to suppress all the spell casters in the entire Ghost City by one person like Larok, it is not too difficult to achieve this goal with the help of the Floating City.
The Prince of Darkness nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, then I look forward to your wonderful performance next. If there is nothing else, please go back first, I still have some preparations to do. "
As the last word blurted out, Grea's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Feeling the dark power permeating the surrounding environment, Owo couldn't help but sigh slightly: "As expected of a descendant of Soth, he has become so powerful not long after he was born. I don't know if it will even happen in another ten years or so." How much will it grow in the next few decades? And the West Coast Empire is now becoming more and more like Netheril in my mind."
"Ancestor, I discovered Telamant. and the traces of his sons.”
A female figure wearing a gorgeous long-distance running suit suddenly appeared out of thin air.
She is none other than the eldest grandniece of the Ovo family and his most promising descendant - Morissa.
"Oh? Where are they?"
Owo's eyes shone slightly, and his right index finger twitched slightly.
As the closest person around her, it was impossible for Morissa not to know that this was a sign that her ancestors were eager to take action, and immediately replied: "They are near the third river in the Mokou Mountains. But I saw no trace of the Ghost City, and I don’t know if they didn’t bring the Floating City over or if they hid it.”
"Didn't bring the floating city? How could a coward like Telamant take such a risky move?"
Ovo's tone was full of contempt for the supreme city lord.
But not all of this comes from personal emotions.
Because at the end of the Netherese era, Telamante was famous for being cautious and timid.
Later, Yi Gou hid in the shadow plane for thousands of years, which fully proved this point.
"Sorry, I don't know exactly what happened. But what is certain is that they have assembled a large force, and it seems that they really intend to launch an attack."
Marissa showed a hint of helplessness. expression.
It's not that she doesn't work hard, it's that there are too many enemies, and there are several legendary mages. If you get any closer, you may be discovered.
"In other words, Telamant must have prepared some kind of trump card, and he thinks that this trump card can help him win the war."
Ovo has undoubtedly long ago treated this junior After seeing it through, I guessed almost immediately.
Morissa frowned and questioned: "True card?
What kind of trump card makes him think that he can defeat a powerful god-like power?
And he is also the descendant of Lord Soth?
What's more, what if he wins?
Does he dare to kill the Prince of Darkness to avenge his son?
If Shadow City really does this, it means that they will usher in the most terrifying doomsday judgment. "
Due to her dealings with Zuo Si, Morissa thought she knew the character of the emperor of the West Coast Empire and the lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell very well.
She could not imagine it at all. If Grea really died at the hands of Telamante, what crazy behavior would Zuo Si do?
But Ovo sneered at this and asserted with a sneer: "Of course Telamant has no guts. Kill the Prince of Darkness.
Don’t say he didn’t dare, even the oldest dark goddess behind him didn’t dare either.
After all, the bloody lessons of Cyric and Baal are still there.
If I guessed correctly, Ghost City should want to capture Greia and then negotiate with Soth to obtain a favorable condition for itself.
As for what trump card Telamante has that allows him to dare to initiate an attack, I think it is nothing more than summoning a certain god of waste or reaching an agreement with the demon lord in the bottomless abyss.
You have to understand that Soth has been causing trouble in the Abyss recently, and many of the lords who have suffered huge losses as a result hate him. ”
“Then what do you mean...”
Morissa raised her head and stared into Ovo's eyes, waiting for her ancestor's order.
"Go and deliver this news to the mage tower in Askatra yourself. It would be best if you could see Soth himself, even if you can't see the men who told him."