Although this little guy has no self-awareness yet, he has quasi-divine powers and can sense good intentions and bad intentions.

Any words or actions that may cause threats will most likely trigger her self-protection mechanism.

In other words, she will try to kill any life form that poses a threat to herself."

Zuo Si restored the Blue Demon Judge to his original state and gave a reminder.

"What a terrifying power! Can you control energy at will, form a force field, and sense good and bad intentions when you are just born?"

Since New Phyrexia creatures basically do not have the emotion of fear, Jinji Tasha not only did not care that she was almost killed just now, but instead began to take a huge interest in the baby that was constantly changing its appearance.

"No, her ability is not only limited to this, there should be many more that she has not yet shown.

It is precisely because of this that I have a headache as to what I should do with her.

Can you imagine how dangerous it is for a baby that has no concept of good and evil but can easily destroy a world?

The goddess of magic brought her here from the continent of Faerûn at midnight, probably because she wanted to get rid of a big trouble."

After that, Zuo Si began to try to build a protective barrier made of divine power around his daughter.

However, this barrier is reversed, not to protect the baby inside, but to ensure that she cannot release her power easily.

Perhaps because she felt the blood connection with her father, the baby girl did not make any resistance to this behavior, but observed everything with wide eyes and curiosity.

When the formation of the barrier was completed, Zuo Si breathed a sigh of relief, held up his daughter who had transformed into a devil again, and asked, "Now let me give you a name. What do you think?"

"Errrr-"

The baby girl waved her hands and tail and screamed happily.

"Then how about I call you Anne? Princess Anne, it sounds pretty good."

Zuo Si continued to seek the little boy's opinion.

Because she is not an ordinary baby, she might have had her own name in her mind from the moment she was born.

The baby girl immediately burst into giggles after hearing it, apparently accepting the name, and then began to twist her body restlessly, as if her whole body was filled with inexhaustible energy.

As a quasi-divine power, little Annie obviously does not need to sleep, let alone rest and breastfeeding.

Through the observations just now, Zuo Si can basically confirm that she will subconsciously draw energy from the surrounding environment when she feels hungry.

Since the Planeswalker Spark itself connects different worlds, this isn't too much of a problem.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The top priority right now is to give birth to the self-awareness of the little guy in front of you as soon as possible, and then let her stabilize her form, and at the same time, do not use power to kill and destroy at will.

Otherwise, if Zuo Si is distracted even a little bit, it may lead to an unimaginable horrific tragedy.

In order to do this, he directly ordered Jinji Tasha to create a box containing a large amount of knowledge and information. By letting little Annie play with the box, she could quickly absorb enough information, and then grow rapidly spiritually and intellectually.

During this period, Zuo Si did not dare to be distracted at all, and spent almost all his time and energy on watching over and teaching his daughter almost twenty-four hours a day.

At least until this little guy can control his own power, basically don't expect to allocate extra energy to do other things yourself. At best, you can just send an avatar or projection to handle it a little bit.

…

At the same time, as news continued to spread that the Queen of the West Coast Empire had given birth to a child with supernatural power, Dumbledore, who was drinking and resting at a roadside inn near Neverwinter, finally learned about it from a merchant.

His first reaction was similar to that of most people, ranging from shock to disbelief.

But soon the wise old man realized that it should be true.

After all, he had witnessed with his own eyes the war launched by Zuo Si in the world of Azeroth, and the horrific scene after killing the ancient god Yogg-Saron in the Storm Peaks of Northrend.

Understand how terrifying this young man who once attended Hogwarts has become.

As his descendant, it is not impossible to have god-like powers from birth.

What's more, the source of this news is the bishop of the Church of the Goddess of Magic in Calimport. The other party has no reason or need to lie.

"Time flies so fast. I didn't expect that even Soth would have a child of his own. I don't know what Hogwarts and the wizarding world will become after I leave."

Dumbledore took a sip of the mead in the cup and muttered under his breath.

At this moment, he has completely lost the friendly and kind look he had when he was the principal. His eyes are as sharp as daggers, and the white mage robes on his body are even stained with many blood spots.

The long sword hanging on his waist faintly exuded a faint smell of blood.

Any adventurer with some experience can realize that this old man dressed as a mage must have killed many people, monsters or beasts recently.

In fact, because he was not in a hurry, Dumbledore set out from Ascaltra and traveled for more than two months.

He did not take the fast and convenient airship, nor did he choose to take a boat. Instead, he rode a horse through the Cloudy Mountains alone, stopping at Nasikai, Belgost, Candlekeep, Baldur's Gate, Dragonspear Castle, and Dagger along the way.

We stopped in towns such as Tantan to appreciate the customs and customs of this world.

He even received a warm welcome from Kelben and Lyla when he was still in Waterdeep City, and the two parties had a pleasant exchange in the field of magic for ten days.

Finally, he embarked on the journey to Neverwinter City.

Of course, as part of the great adventure, various monsters, beasts and robbers are naturally indispensable.

Although after the West Coast Empire gradually took control of the Northland, it had carried out a large-scale cleanup of threatening targets by offering bounties and hiring adventurers, but Dumbledore still encountered no less than thirty battles.

There are those that are easier to deal with like goblins and kobolds, and there are also those that are harder to deal with such as gnolls, orcs, lizardmen, ogres and trolls.

Animals such as wolves, wild boars, bears, leopards, tigers and giant spiders are commonplace.

The most dangerous one was even encountering four pterosaurs falling from the sky and almost becoming food in their mouths.

In these thrilling battles, Dumbledore's desire for adventure and the excitement of brushing against death were completely aroused, and he became more and more proficient in the use of magic in this world.

Compared with teaching and educating people in school, this is the life he really wants to live.

Just as the old man was picking up the plate and preparing to eat something to fill his stomach, he suddenly heard a man dressed as an adventurer next to him gnashing his teeth and complaining after drinking all the wine in his glass: "Damn it! We came at the wrong time.

"

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

Another customer dressed as a businessman next to him asked curiously.

"Hey! You haven't been to Neverwinter yet, right?" the adventurer asked with a sneer.

The merchant nodded quickly: "Yes, I am planning to go to Neverwinter City to deliver goods, and purchase some ironware, salt, cloth, condiments and wine to sell to the barbarian tribes in the forest."

"If you are willing to buy me a drink of the best wine in this store, I will tell you a secret about Neverwinter."

The adventurer offered an exchange condition very simply.

This is also a common practice in pubs and hotels.

If you want to ask someone for information, it is the most basic etiquette to treat them to a glass of good wine.

If you have more important information or exclusive intelligence, you will have to pay additional gold coins as a reward.

The businessman subconsciously glanced at the wine cabinet behind the bar and discovered that the most expensive wine in the store was actually a bottle of fine brandy worth thirty-five gold coins.

This means that treating guests to a drink will cost at least one or two gold coins.

Such a "huge" cost obviously made him feel very sad for running a small business.

When the businessman was hesitant, Dumbledore directly threw out two gold coins cast by the Church of the Goddess of Fortune: "Pour him a glass of your best wine."

Seeing someone paying for it, the bartender immediately opened the bottle of "Treasure of the Shop" and poured a full glass for the mercenary without saying a word.

The latter held it up in front of his nose with an intoxicated look and smelled it, then took a big sip. His originally pale skin suddenly turned a little red, obviously affected by the high concentration of alcohol.

Fortunately, he quickly shook his head vigorously to wake himself up, smiled and exclaimed: "It's such a good wine! Thank you very much!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You're welcome. Now you can start telling the secrets you know." Dumbledore urged calmly.

"Actually, it's nothing. There are just rumors that an inexplicable epidemic has begun to appear in Neverwinter City.

Especially where the poor live, many violent coughs can be heard.

A guard revealed to me that even the church of Tyr, the god of justice, could not come up with any solution for the time being.

If things continue to develop like this, the city of Neverwinter may have to be put under martial law and quarantined, or even completely closed off, prohibiting anyone from going out."

The adventurer told everyone what he knew.

Like he mentioned, it's really no secret.

Because every businessman and traveler who enters Neverwinter City recently can feel the tension and panic.

After all, since Talona turned from evil to neutral, it has been a long time since such a large-scale outbreak of infectious diseases occurred in densely populated areas.

"You mean...plague?!"

The businessman's face suddenly changed.

After all, if a plague breaks out in Neverwinter, those who are engaged in trading activities will be hit hardest.

The adventurer nodded solemnly: "Yes, it's a plague. Although we don't know what the real situation is, it is said that a small number of infected people have begun to die. In addition, the cemetery area has also promulgated new regulations.

The deceased must be cremated before being buried in a grave."

"By the gods! This is absolutely terrible!"

Another halfling nearby who heard the conversation exclaimed.

Anyone with a bit of common sense will understand that if a contagious epidemic makes it impossible for the priests of the temple to cure it, it must have something to do with magic.
To be continued...