Chapter 772 The endless darkness will swallow everything(1/4)
Conspiracy, war and adventure will always be the eternal theme of Faerûn.
Because here there are not only gods fighting with each other, but also demons, angels, devils and other powerful alien creatures belonging to different camps that are hostile to each other, as well as countless mortals who are ambitious and want to gain strength, power, and eternal life.
Among mortals, mages are undoubtedly a very special group.
Not only do they possess extraordinary levels of intelligence, but they are also able to transform knowledge and technology into powerful arcane power. They are the true pride of heaven, and can even be called the mortals closest to gods.
The sense of superiority brought about by this powerful magical power will inevitably make mages feel arrogant and think that they know everything and can do everything.
The great arcanists of the Netherese era wanted to stand side by side with the gods, which was the ultimate expression of this psychological development.
The vast majority of mages, regardless of their alignment, are more or less self-centered and do not care about other people's feelings at all. Even those archmages who are recognized as kind and responsible are no exception.
In fact, as long as you look at the history of various regions in Faerûn, you will easily find that behind almost all disputes, turmoil, and disasters, there must be the shadow of mages.
Or to put it another way, if there is no powerful mage involved, or the whole thing is simply planned by an evil mage, then the impact and damage it can cause must be very limited.
Therefore, some scholars once joked that the history of Faerûn is a history jointly led by gods and mages.
Whether it was the era when the elves were dominant, or the later rise of Netheril, Imaskar, or the Calimshan Shan dynasty that had an important impact on the west coast, the highest ruling class was all mages.
In modern times, the elects of the goddess of magic such as the mad mage Halaster Blackrobe, Manson, Sazastan and Elminster, Lyla, Kelben, Alustriel, etc. have had a profound impact on the place.
developments in the regional political situation.
Large and small mage organizations such as the Arcane Brotherhood, the Masked Mage Guild, the Red Mage, the Starry Cloak, the Cormyr War Mage, and Theleman's Witch Coven have sprung up everywhere, and some of them have also controlled the local administration and military.
and judicial power.
Even those rulers and guild leaders who are not magicians are accustomed to spending a lot of money to hire at least one magician to serve as an adviser and deputy to protect them.
Otherwise, they may disappear inexplicably or die from various "accidents" such as poisoning and curses.
It can even be said that if there were no mages, Faerûn would be very different today.
Therefore, any war involving a large number of mages will inevitably attract close attention from surrounding forces.
So as the City of Shadows began to send its own troops to Tifanton, the first one to respond was not the Kingdom of Cormyr, but the nearest valley.
To be precise, Elminster and Storm Silverhand live in the Valley of Shadows.
From the moment Greia killed the Prince of Shadows, they knew that Telamant would never give up and left many spies of the Harper Alliance nearby.
When the vanguard of the Bedai barbarian nomadic cavalry arrived, the two voters were already standing on the northernmost peak of the Stormhorn Mountains, looking down at the situation in the distance.
After several minutes, Storm Silverhand couldn't help but ask: "Do you think there will be a fight?"
Elminster nodded without thinking: "Yes. Because the power structure of the Shadow City is the system built by Telamant and his deputies and sons. If even the death of a Shadow Prince
If he fails to respond, the entire rule will collapse, and the high mages will no longer believe in his promises to restore Netheril."
"Then what's the point of us coming here? Shouldn't this kind of thing be left to Soth? After all, the Prince of Darkness is his heir, and it's not our turn to worry about it."
There was strong doubt in Storm Silverhand's tone.
After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see the contradictions and differences between Zuo Si and Elminster, and judging from the performance of the third-generation magic goddess Midnight, she obviously prefers the former.
In other words, there is absolutely no need for the great sage of Shadow Valley to take a trip into this muddy water.
"No, you don't understand. Greia must not do anything wrong, otherwise it will definitely cause an unimaginable disaster.
You should understand Soth's character and how crazy and terrifying he can become when provoked.
By then, not only the City of Shadows may be wiped out, but even the aboriginal people in the valley and the Enook Desert may be implicated.
So in order to ensure that this doesn't happen, we must prevent Telamante from touching that most sensitive nerve.
This has nothing to do with the conflict between me and Soth. It is for the common people living in this land and the magic goddess we serve.
What's more, not all the return of Yinhun City to the material plane is a bad thing.
At least in the field of magic, they brought back a lot of lost knowledge and technology from the Netherese era, as well as many new creations and inventions."
Elminster expressed his attitude and position straightforwardly.
Storm Silverhand nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, maybe you are right. But are you sure that Soth will appreciate it and not dislike you for being nosy?"
Elminster responded with a smile: "What he thinks is his business, I just need to do my part. That's enough.
What's more, I think that although there are ideological differences between us, there is still a certain tacit understanding.
If one day I am in danger and need help, no matter how much Soos dislikes me, I will never ignore it.
Because we are all chosen by the goddess of magic.
In this regard, you can always trust the principles of a lawful alignment."
"The relationship between you two is really complicated. Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it anyway. Just tell me when I need to take action."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Storm Silverhand rolled his eyes angrily, and then sat down on the ground, enjoying the coolness brought by the wind gently blowing on his cheeks.
Behind her, one could clearly see more than thirty people in full armor and dressed as adventurers, all of whom were elite Harpers.
Although the number of people is small, they can defeat enemies more than ten times their size on the frontal battlefield.
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On the other side, in the Mokou Mountains north of Tifantun, the high-level mages of Shadow City have gathered and are gathering together to hold a conjuration summoning ceremony.
Along with the blood sacrifices of more than hundreds of slaves, an evil, dark, and filthy abyss magic circle was finally completed, and the huge magic circle on the ground burst out with dazzling red light.
Then a huge figure slowly crawled out from the middle.
When it appeared, even the ghost princes subconsciously held their breath.
Unspeakable chaos, evil, filth and decay spread around like a plague, causing all nearby plants to wither and die in just a few seconds.
The huge two-headed baboon head and thick arms like tentacles are so recognizable.
Because this summoned monster is the lord of the saltwater swamp on the 88th floor of the Abyss, and is currently the only one who holds the title of "Demon Prince", Demogorgon.
As soon as he appeared, he immediately locked on Telemante. One of his heads opened his bloody mouth and asked in a creepy voice: "Mortal, where is the thing you promised? Why can't I see or feel him?"
The presence?"
"Don't worry, the great demon prince. The descendants of Soth are in the city floating in the sky in the distance."
Telamante stood up and raised his finger to point at Tiffany Dun, who was floating in the air with the help of the Shadow Magic Network.
Demogorgon raised his head and stared at the city that exuded a strong dark atmosphere, and soon showed a look of satisfaction: "Very good, I will join this war according to the agreement reached before. It's time to let the one who messed up the abyss
Damn the devil pays the price.”
There is no doubt that it is not difficult to judge from the vicious eyes and tone that the two-headed baboon now hates Zuo Si deeply.
The reason is also very simple.
He was the one who suffered the most in this chaos that spread across most of the abyss.
In particular, Orcus's sudden and fierce attack caused huge damage to the saltwater marsh.
Not only that, the previous robbery of the Succubus Queen Mecanshut and the entire abyss level also caused a deep hatred between the two parties.
After all, Malcantheut was Demogorgon's lover before, and this was a well-known fact throughout the Abyss.
Although the devil of chaos does not have the concept of husband and wife, he will not stop looking for other lovers just because he has one lover.
But the blatant robbery still made him feel very angry and annoyed. It felt almost like a man putting on a green hat after learning that his wife ran away with someone else.
It can be said that what Zuo Si did has already angered the demon prince.
It's just that I never found an opportunity for revenge.
But now, Yinhun City has provided a good deal, and naturally he will not let it go as he has been feeling angry for a long time.
Anyway, even if it fails, it will only be the loss of an incarnation.
Obviously, Ovo's judgment about Telemante was correct.
With this guy's timid and cautious character, once he chooses to take the initiative to attack, he must be fully prepared.
However, although he successfully summoned the incarnation of Demogorgon, Telemante did not rush to launch an attack. Instead, he ordered his group of mages to continue to open interdimensional portals to summon various alien creatures and elements.
biology.
In just a few hours, the entire mountainous area was densely packed with tens of thousands of monsters.
When the spell slots were almost consumed, the wizards of Yinhun City finally stopped and began to take an eight-hour rest.
To be continued...