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Chapter 750: As you wish, my lady(1/4)

"Master, are you planning to send these Saluk witches to Azeroth?"
Watching the Earth Prophet Asindo disappear from the place, Chromie immediately approached with curiosity and asked.
Zuo Si stretched out his hand and touched the bronze dragon, who always liked to show off as a white-haired dwarf lolita, and replied with a smile: "That's right.
Don't you think that Un'Goro Crater and Sholazar Basin are simply the most ideal homes for these witch dragons?
These two places were originally biological testing grounds for the Titan Guardians. They have always maintained a high temperature, hot, and humid environment, just like the Faerûn continent in the Thunder Era tens of thousands of years ago.
Since I have defeated all the Titan Guardians, the creatures in this area that have been interfered by the Creator for a long time will inevitably face natural evolution and even out-of-control situations.
If spillover effects occur, it may have a fatal impact on the ecology of the entire planet.
So if these witches can become good monitors and managers.
The most important thing is that the magic web of Azeroth that I weave requires a highly developed magic race to continuously test it.
Although the high elves and the human magical kingdom of Dalaran already have a somewhat similar prototype, their development speed is too slow. I don't have hundreds or even thousands of years to wait slowly.
Therefore, letting the Saluk Wuhui survivors become the best choice.
In particular, the remnants of the Istosefifer Empire, headed by Earth Prophet Arcindor, should still retain many of the magical achievements of the [Betis] organization and the entire Netheril era.
These complex knowledge and technologies will become the best tools for testing the Leyline of Azeroth.
What's more, do you think the magic network on the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located has been so complicated and orderly from the beginning?
No!
The original Demonic Network was just chaotic energy born from the battle between the two goddesses of light and darkness.
It was the rise of mortals and the birth and destruction of magical civilizations one after another that finally evolved into what it is today through continuous improvement.
In the same way, the Magic Network of Azeroth also requires countless users to constantly try and discover loopholes and shortcomings.
Moreover, the arrival of the witch will also bring derivative creatures such as lizardmen, snakemen, and naga, which can greatly enrich the types of intelligent creatures in Azeroth and speed up the awakening of the star soul.
Oh, by the way, the Nagas in Faerûn are not the Nagas in Azeroth that were twisted from the Highborne.
Rather, it is a powerful and intelligent creature with a body as big as a python and a human head."
"I see, I think I understand your intention."
Chromie looked thoughtful.
She knew very well that since the order established by the Titans in Azeroth completely collapsed, her master had been trying to influence and control the star soul.
The ultimate expression of this influence and control is the establishment of the Magic Network.
Different from the magic network formed by the energy on the surface of the planet controlled by the Blue Dragon King Malygos, the magic network established by Zuo Si is directly and closely connected with the star soul in the deepest part of the planet.
In other words, through a complex system with the star soul as the center, a rule is established to control all the forces within the planet.
Since the underlying operating logic of the rules originates from the will of the creator, this means that creatures on Azeroth must understand and agree with it from the bottom of their hearts if they want to use magic, and then continue to have an impact on the star soul.
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Over time, the star soul will inevitably gradually change into the shape of Zuo Si with the passage of time and the popularity of the magic network. Even if it finally awakens, it will only obey his orders.
After thinking about this, Chromie pointed to the sundial, time crystal and bone hourglass on the ground and asked: "What are you going to do with these things?"
"It's very simple. I plan to use them to strengthen the power of time that I control. But this requires the help of a treasure from another universe, which is the time stone. Let's go, let's quickly finish the rest of this matter.
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Having said that, Zuo Si raised his hand and directly made three time-related artifacts into planeswalker cards, and then activated the teleportation magic to take Chromie and disappear.
Just a second later, the two of them appeared in the open space near the cemetery in Neverwinter City.
Like all large towns in Faerûn, the cemeteries here are also built within the city and have specialized personnel responsible for patrolling and managing them.
The reason for doing this is because if the body is buried outside the city and left unattended, it will most likely become a paradise for necromancers, evil camp priests and various undead creatures.
Therefore, in order to avoid this situation, even if they know that doing so will occupy a lot of space in the city, they will still choose to set aside a special area for burying the dead.
Usually, cemeteries are managed by the Church of Death.
However, because Melkor, the second-generation god of death, was too indulgent in awakening the undead, and his successor Cyric was a lunatic, the church of the guarding god Helm has always been responsible for the cemetery in Neverwinter.
During the outbreak of the magical plague in Neverwinter, this was the secret base where Deszel and his followers spread the plague.
However, as his identity was exposed and he fled, all the cultists gathered here were killed. Now a statue of the new Death God Klanvor has been erected, and you can tell at a glance that his church has taken over.
After all, as a lawful neutral god with a slight tendency toward good, Kelanvor can almost be said to be the most friendly death god to mortals in the history of Faerûn.
Not only did he fulfill his duties to protect the souls of the deceased, but he also required his priests to preach the truth about death, eliminate people's fear and resistance to death, and complete the journey of life in a relatively calm and decent way.
one paragraph.
If there were to be a divine selection of "respect for duty and love for one's work" in Faerûn, Kelanvor would definitely be among the top three.
Just when Chromie looked around with curious eyes, not quite understanding why his master suddenly came to such a place, he suddenly saw two figures in the distance engaged in a fierce battle.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! One of the guys waved his cane and released energy, instantly blowing up a magnificent tomb specially built for a certain noble family.
The stone coffin placed inside cracked on the spot, and the remains of the ancestors were torn apart during the magical explosion, and some were simply blown into bone powder.
Just before Chromie had time to figure out what was going on, the guy who blew up the tomb released powerful necromancy magic with a wave of his hand.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of skeletons and zombies with a lot of rotten flesh crawled out of the soil and coffins one by one. They were so densely packed that they were hard to count.
However, his opponent was obviously not a vegetarian. He suddenly raised the flaming giant sword in his hand, rounded it, and swung it hard.
boom!!!!!
The dazzling red light flames swept everything within a radius of more than one hundred meters on the spot.
Both zombies and skeletons fell in pieces, especially the former which gave off a disgusting smell after being burned.
"Deszel! Just accept your death! You can't run away this time!"
Accompanied by a familiar voice, Aribes's figure slowly walked out of the flames, her eyes flashing with a frightening red light, and a delicate pattern extending from her forehead and cheeks to her neck, which looked like it was beating.
Like a burning flame.
Anyone who has some knowledge of planes can feel the power of hell surging in her body at this moment.
Obviously, the two of them fought all the way from the city center near the Neverwinter Castle to this most remote corner.
There were countless houses and buildings destroyed by the aftermath of the battle along the way, and the blazing flames were the best evidence.
"Hmph! Don't think you are sure to win! As long as the golem is still there, don't even think about getting close to me easily."
Deszell instantly activated the power spell rune on the top of his cane, teleporting the bulky golem that was still chasing him in the distance directly to him.
It was precisely because of this perfect structure that was completely immune to physical and magical attacks that he was able to withstand Aribes' pursuit for such a long time.
Otherwise, given the absolute disparity in strength between the two sides, a head-on confrontation would end in a minute or two at most.
Seeing this invincible and indestructible demon standing in front of her again, Aribes immediately frowned.
Although the attack method of this golem is purely physical, so the threat it can pose in actual combat is very limited, but as a human shield it is absolutely superb.
She almost cut off Deszel's head several times, but failed in the end because of the interference of the golem.
Just as Aribes was racking his brains trying to find a way to get around the golem, Zuo Si finally slowly walked out of the dark shadows and asked in a half-joking tone: "Dear lady, you seem to have encountered a little trouble.
Little trouble needs help, doesn't it?"
moment!
The Dark Guard, who was still struggling one second, showed uncontrollable ecstasy the next second. He left Deszell behind and rushed forward like a little woman in love to give him a passionate kiss, causing his breathing to become tense.
When he was in a hurry, he looked like he was about to take off his armor and stage a restricted-level action blockbuster.
By coincidence, Vanswijk, who was rushing over to support him, hit him right at this scene, causing his originally very pale face to become devoid of any color, and the hand holding the weapon started to tremble slightly uncontrollably.
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After all, it was one thing to hear it before, but it's another thing to see it with your own eyes now.
You must know that since the engagement was made, he has not even held his fiancée's hand.
But now, Aribes has taken the initiative to throw herself into the arms of another man. Judging from the level of intimacy, she has probably done everything she can, including the pregnancy mentioned before, which should be true.
After all, the kind of infatuation that comes from deep within cannot be faked.
But the problem is that Vanswijk has no qualifications to accuse his fiancée.
To be continued...
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