Under normal circumstances, when a person makes an unforgivable mistake and is besieged by a large group of people, he will generally have two reactions.
One is to immediately bow your head and admit defeat, and then gain sympathy by begging for mercy, repenting, pretending to be pitiful, etc., in order to quickly calm down public anger and minimize one's own losses;
Another one is a tough talker who messes up the situation by making sophistry, confusing right and wrong, shirking responsibility, and dragging more people into the water, causing the besiegers to fall into internal disputes and unable to concentrate their firepower to deal with themselves.p>
But the problem is that Cyric's current mental state is obviously not "normal".
He regards himself as the only true god in Toril, and regards other gods as false gods inferior to himself, so it is definitely impossible for him to bow his head and give in.
As for the dead ducks who talk hard, quibble, shirk responsibilities, and draw more people into the trap, maybe they can actually do it before they go crazy.
After all, lies, deception, and provoking disputes are what Cyric is best at.
If Shar, the goddess of the night, pushes in secret, the loose alliance that Zuo Si finally managed to pull together may fall apart in minutes.
You must know that conflicts between factions and clergy are fundamental conflicts that cannot be avoided and are the source of compromise for creatures like gods.
No matter how good-tempered a god is, he will never look good when facing a hostile god who conflicts with his clergy and ideas.
This can be glimpsed from the endless tension between Shar and Selun, who have been hostile to each other since the creation of the world.
Therefore, what Zuo Si is most worried about right now is that conflicts within the alliance will break out before the "big problem" of the Prince of Lies is solved.
But Cyric's next cool move completely relieved him of his worries.
Not only did this lunatic not flinch at all when faced with thousands of accusations, but he suddenly released all his divine power and roared in an almost hysterical voice: "You lowly false gods actually try to judge me, the only true god?
Stop dreaming!
No one is qualified to judge the great King of Lies!
Even the so-called God of Gods, Io, cannot be above me!
Just watch, all the mortals in the world will fall at my feet!
And the heads of you false gods will also become the best decorations on the Supreme Throne!
Today, I declare war on all of you.
If you are not afraid of death, just come and challenge me!
Hahahahaha..."
As the last word blurted out, the harsh laughter echoed in the ears of every god and mortal around.
Immediately afterwards, Cyric's incarnation began to rapidly expand and grow, and the disturbing black divine power spread to all directions as if it was out of control.
Seeing this scene at midnight, the goddess of magic immediately changed her face and hurriedly warned: "Be careful! This madman is planning to detonate his incarnation!"
"Damn it! Back up!"
Musk, the god of thieves, immediately thought of escaping.
Because of his priesthood and personality, he would never confront the enemy head-on, let alone face such a situation where the incarnation of powerful divine power explodes.
Yes!
After losing a series of priesthoods such as strife, tyranny, hatred, fear, death, murder, dead, decay, corruption, exhaustion, dusk, and autumn, Cyric still has not fallen out of the category of powerful divine power.
Based on this alone, it is not difficult to see how terrifying Yaeger, the ancient god of death, was.
Although many of these priesthoods are related auxiliaries evolved by the three gods of death based on their own understanding, the original roots can be clearly traced back to them.
"No! You can't retreat! There are still innocent people in the city behind you who need to be protected!"
At the critical moment, Tyr, the God of Justice, stood up and led Ilmat, the God of Suffering, and Tom, the God of Loyalty and Courage, and tried their best to release their divine power to prop up a barrier, intending to protect the residents of Zhentil Castle behind them.<
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Although this is the main source of belief for Bane, the god of tyranny.
But as long as there is still a kind-hearted person, they will never sit back and watch it be destroyed.
After all, the good gods of Faerûn are all "truly" kind, and are willing to give selflessly and sacrifice themselves.
Back in the Year of Turbulence, Thom had made a one-on-one duel with Bane in order to prevent him from agreeing with him.
In the end, at the cost of sacrifice, he died with this dark king who was many times more powerful than himself.
Later, the god Io resurrected him because he had faithfully performed his duties.
This shows that the good God is absolutely trustworthy in this aspect.
However, the gods who protect Zhentil Castle are not only the Three Holy Alliance, but also other neutral or good-leaning gods such as the God of Knowledge, the Goddess of Magic, the Goddess of Wealth, and the new God of Death have also joined in, even those who have always been despised
The Lord of the Morning is no exception.
Bane, the god of tyranny, even used his best skills to wrap up Zhentil Castle with divine power.
Some of them have good intentions, some have clerical connections, and some just want to show their power in front of believers. Anyway, they don’t want such an important city to be wiped off the map.
Ogma, the god of knowledge, protects the libraries and scholars in the city, Woking, the goddess of wealth, protects an important trade hub and market, and the dark monarch simply protects his holy place of faith.
In short, with the cooperation of these gods, although the streets and alleys of the city are trapped in the quagmire of chaos, some residents who have suffered from the war have ignited hope.
One of the female warriors, wearing heavy armor and wearing the officer insignia of Fort Zhentil, was stepping on the corpse of a Cyric believer and looking up at Tyr standing in the sky, her face full of admiration and admiration.<
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Her name is Selul, and she is one of the few paladin in this evil city.
As an out-and-out alien, she hates the environment and the cruel and evil slavery here, and longs to one day lead the oppressed people and slaves at the bottom to resist the ruthless ruling class, and destroy the Zhentarim who spread unrest and tyranny.
It will be uprooted.
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But today, this holy war launched by Cyric and his followers has completely shattered Selul's beautiful and innocent illusions.
Because she realized for the first time that the oppressed lower class people and slaves were not as kind as she imagined.
Quite the opposite!
After they gain the strength to fight, they will vent like wild beasts out of control, doubling the pain originally inflicted on themselves and returning it to the abuser.
And this obviously has nothing to do with the word "justice".
Especially the crimes that are happening in the streets against nobles, businessmen and wealthy civilian class women have long exceeded the limit that the paladin can endure.
For this reason, Selul even had to wave the sword in his hand to kill those companions who had fought side by side before.
That kind of indescribable pain is torturing and devouring the heart of this young woman who is full of a sense of justice.
At this moment, the armor on the paladin's body has been dyed red with blood, and his helmet has long been missing. His short golden hair is mixed with blood plasma, sticking close to his scalp and neck, and the sword in his hand is even more so because he killed too many people.
The relationship is on edge or falling apart, and the eyes are full of confusion and helplessness.
She desperately wants to get guidance from Tyr, the god of justice, and is eager to understand why the uprising she led against tyranny ended up like this.
But just when Selul was focusing all his attention on Tyr, the God of Justice, he suddenly saw a huge hole in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a chain flew out of Zuo Si's hand, cuffed directly to the feet of Cyric's incarnation, and then forcibly dragged him into the space filled with darkness, chaos, distortion, and nothingness.
The next second...
Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!
Accompanied by deafening loud noises and violent tremors that seemed to shatter the entire world, a large amount of indescribable and strange substances spewed out from the cracks, accompanied by a surge of chaotic energy.
The effect of mixing the two together caused the nearby magic network to completely lose control. Even the goddess of magic, Midnight, was unable to repair it in a short time.
In addition, the primitive and extremely unstable ether quickly reacted with other surrounding materials, creating an extremely magnificent scene.
At first glance, the entire sky looks like a colorful shimmering cover.
The clouds and air, as a result of being integrated into the etheric matter, become as if they are alive, constantly changing their shapes within this huge cover, and showing a bright purple-red color under the moonlight.
Just as the gods and mortals on earth were deeply attracted by this change, Zuo Si held up a core of divine power compressed into the size of a tennis ball and slowly walked out of the huge crack. The sparks in his chest shone with bright and dazzling light like the sun.p>
You don't need to ask to know that in order to prevent Cyric's incarnation from self-destructing and causing too serious damage to the continent under his feet, he just used the artifact given to him by the God of War Tempus - [War Chain] to pull the former into the dark void.
"Harmless" treatment is carried out.
Due to the twisted, chaotic and nihilistic nature of the dark void, pure spiritual beings like gods will immediately collapse themselves due to problems with their own logic of existence.
To be continued...