"Great Cyric!
You are the king of lies!
The creator of conspiracy and trickery!
The source of all conflicts in the world!
The Lord of Killing and Death!
The only true god in all of Toril and even the multiverse!
You are our supreme black sun!
Under your guidance, we will surely defeat everything, conquer everything, and bring destruction to those false gods who deceive the world and steal their reputation."
Accompanied by almost manic chanting, a woman wearing a black robe and a skull mask on her face slowly stood up from the altar, then turned her head and shouted to her men who were also in an extremely abnormal mental state: "Bring it to me."
Bring those believers of false gods!"
"As you wish!"
Several soldiers wearing heavy black armor quickly, under the command of a deputy, dragged dozens of prisoners wearing different church-specific costumes from behind to the altar, pressed their heads firmly and forced them to face Cyric.
Lower your head.
"You damn lunatics, let me go! I am a disciple of the great Tempus! He is the most powerful god of war in the world! He is not a false god! You are blaspheming!"
"That's right! We are all priests and priests of the true God! Is Anri crazy? He dares to claim that he is the only true god! Isn't he afraid of triggering the anger and siege of the gods?"
"Evil people! I curse you! Crazy Cyric will pay the price for this sooner or later! Justice will be served!"
"Lord of the Dawn! Please send down divine punishment to kill these damn bastards! Just like you did when you destroyed Sammaster, the founder of the Dragon Worship Cult!"
……
All of a sudden, those who had the priest level among the captives present were either cursing loudly or praying to the gods they served, hoping that the gods would send down thunder and lightning to kill all the abnormal-minded guys around them.
Although in the magical land of Faerûn, no matter how outrageous things are, it is possible to happen.
But the approach of Cyric and his followers, which is tantamount to directly declaring war on all gods, still deeply stimulates everyone's most sensitive nerve.
Not to mention mortals, even the gods living in the outer planes were dumbfounded.
I am looking at this guy who has just been directly promoted from a mortal to the pinnacle of powerful divine power by the god Io in the turbulent years, and his series of scalp-numbing moves.
No god knows what Cyric wants to do!
Because before he appeared, Faerûn had never seen such a chaotic and capricious god.
Even the spider goddess Lolth, who has acquired the identities of both a god and a demon lord, at least maintains the overall unity of the dark elf race on the surface.
They even portray all races in the surface world as evil enemies, creating an atmosphere in which they are victims, and deflecting internal conflicts through hatred of the outside world.
But what about Cyric?
The order he gave to the believers one second may be reversed the next second, and then he will give completely opposite instructions to another wave of believers, watching the two sides fight openly and secretly, and kill each other.
It can be said that the degree of confusion in his thinking has surpassed that of most demons, and it is impossible to judge what crazy move he may make next.
Therefore, the gods are still in a silent observation attitude and are not in a hurry to take any action.
But God's silence gave these mortal believers in Cyric the illusion that the reputation of the Great Dark Sun had successfully frightened those false gods, making them dare not act rashly at all.
"Shut up these idiots!"
The woman wearing a skull mask let out a shrill roar.
At her order, the other believers immediately swarmed forward, punching and kicking these poor captives, using the most primitive, purest, and most physical method to render them unable to make even a single sound.
Then the woman took out a thirty centimeter square book from her arms, with a dark cover and a grinning skull and a black sun mark painted on the surface.
The back is a messy, twisted pattern and pattern.
The woman wearing the skull mask carefully opened the gold hinges and buckles with extremely pious movements, revealing the dark red text inside that seemed to be written in blood in front of everyone.
The next second...
Everyone who saw these words began to tremble uncontrollably, and at the same time, a voice that kept reciting the content began to echo in their brains.
And the books themselves began to emit a strange green light that continued to shine around.
At the beginning, the prisoners captured by Qianqian were still praying to their gods, trying to resist the erosion of the brain, spirit and even soul by this evil force.
But soon, the strong will to resist gradually dissipated as more and more content was displayed in the book.
After a while, their thinking was completely tampered with, and they thought that what was said in the book was too reasonable. They followed other Cyric believers to loudly praise the great Dark Sun, hysterically throwing away the Holy Emblem and spurning what they originally believed in.
God.
There is no doubt that this book that exudes astonishing divine power is the "Cyric Sutra" compiled by the priesthood of lies.
Especially the pain and madness that flash from time to time on the pages of the book. Anyone who has studied necromancy magic can easily determine that the material of that thing is 100% human skin.
If nothing else, it should have been ripped off from the scribe who failed and died during the process of making the artifact.
From the perspective of thought and behavior, Cyric is not fundamentally different from the demon lords in the Abyss, and is even more evil and cruel.
When the entire ceremony was over, everyone present could no longer distinguish between each other, and they all became crazy and irrational fanatic believers in Dark Sun.
Judging from the huge number of people, the woman wearing the skull mask at the head has successfully transformed at least thousands of people with the "Hyrik Sutra", and the number will increase as time goes by.<
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When they arrive at Zhentil Castle, they will definitely be able to form a large army on the spot.
You must know that when Zuo Si first arrived in Faerûn, Cyric's followers tried to launch a "holy war" to kill or drive away all Bane's followers.
However, Zuo Si cooperated with Manson several times and killed a large number of members of the Zhentarim who believed in Cyric. In the end, the two groups failed to cooperate internally and externally to break through the strong defense of Zhentil Keep, and their success fell short.
But a few years later, this time Cyric's believers brought artifacts and planned to completely capture the city and convert all those in the city who still believed in Bane, the god of tyranny, into fanatical believers of the Dark Sun.
"What a gruesome sight."
After reading the devastating impact that the Cyril Sutra can have on mortals, Zuo Si, who was standing in mid-air in the distance, couldn't help but marvel.
Although he himself is full of disgust and contempt for the Prince of Lies.
But I still have to admit that Cyric has reached the pinnacle in his understanding and application of the priesthood of lies.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to create an artifact like this that can rely on lies to distort cognition.
Next to him, Ogma, the God of Knowledge, nodded seriously: "Yes!
I have to say that that guy who is both arrogant and inferior has indeed created a terrifying artifact.
If it is allowed to spread, Faerûn and even all mortals in Toril will suffer.
The gods will also completely lose their followers and influence in the mortal world.
It seems that just as you expected, the crazy Dark Sun will soon arouse the dissatisfaction of all the gods, and then develop into a siege against him.
To be honest, I am really curious as to what His Majesty Io, the God of Gods, thinks about directly promoting such a scourge to the position of powerful divine power.
Could it be that he hasn't learned a lesson from the ambitious three gods of death?
Baal, Bane and Melkor once stole the Tablet of Destiny because they wanted to gain power over other gods, causing the disaster of the Year of Turmoil.
Now this new god who has obtained all the priesthood and divine power of the three of them has become even more powerful."
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and responded with a smile: "The only good thing is that Anri's self-smart and capricious character makes it impossible for him to formulate detailed and thorough plans, let alone implement them covertly.p>
If I were him, once I create such a powerful artifact, I will never declare that I am the only true god in the world as high-profile as I am now, and I will also take out the artifact and give it to believers to spread it unscrupulously.
Quite the opposite!
I will keep a low profile, first brainwashing the ruling classes of various countries and cities, and then use covert methods to transform civilians in batches.
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In order to maintain secrecy and deceive others, wars, civil strife and conflicts had to be constantly triggered during this period to distract the gods.
When the power of the gods has been weakened to a certain extent, and more than half of the world's population has been brainwashed by the artifact, it will be time for the final decisive battle.
Therefore, Dark Sun's power has always been superficial, and he does not have enough wisdom to control the power he suddenly gained."
"Haha, your vision is always so sharp, and you immediately pointed out An Ri's biggest weakness.
To be continued...