"When did you come back? How did you suddenly teleport here?"
Looking at Zuo Si who suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air, Wilmes, who was exercising his muscles with a huge iron block, was confused.
Because this training room located deep underground is several floors away from the teleportation point, and it is at least more than a hundred meters away from the teleportation point set up in his lair.
In addition, except for a few fixed points in the huge underground maze below the mage tower, all teleportation spells are basically completely prohibited, so she is a little confused about how the other party does this.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and replied: "I was intercepted by the goddess of magic just after I came back. She teleported me here."
"Goddess of Magic? That's it..."
A flash of understanding flashed in the red dragon's eyes.
After all, this person is the incarnation of the Magic Network, and holds all the magical knowledge in this world.
Not to mention a barrier, the Mystery Lock itself operates through the magic network mechanism to prohibit certain schools or specific spells. Even the dead magic area and the chaotic magic area cannot cause any interference.
What's more, Zuo Si is the only elector appointed by the third-generation magic goddess after she came to power at midnight, so it's not surprising that the two parties would discuss some relatively secretive matters in private.
Thinking of this, Wilmes quickly unloaded all the heavy iron blocks hanging on his body and threw them on the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a heavy sound and flying dust, more than a dozen pieces of different shapes of weights fixed on the dragon's body through magical power fell down, creating potholes of different sizes one after another.
Due to the relatively high density of iron, although they may not look very impressive individually, they weigh at least several tons together.
And after more than half a year of training, her muscle lines have become more than twice as exaggerated as those of her peers.
Whether it is the limbs, neck, wings, tail, chest, abdomen and sides of the trunk, they are all full of explosive power.
According to Red Dragon's aesthetics, 80% of them are similar to those muscular "King Kong Bars" that ordinary people see in the gym.
Zuo Si felt that if things continued to develop like this, as the body size continued to increase, the power attribute of the red dragon in front of him might soon exceed forty points.
Even if you face some less famous ancient dragons, you won't suffer too much in melee combat.
I guess the only thing missing is experience and skills.
This kind of thing cannot be obtained through exercise, but needs to be accumulated and enlightened in battles with powerful enemies.
If you look at the astonishing series of kill records of the existing dragon kings in Faerun, you will know that any dragon that wants to become powerful must go through fierce battles again and again, and there is no other shortcut.
Zuo Si estimated that Wilmes should find an opponent with similar strength, or even a slightly stronger one, to hone his skills.
But the question is who is more suitable?
The "Sharp Teeth" of Ivicola Sagrain, who was able to seriously injure the undead emperor Shane VII and even completely bury the arrogant Shane dynasty, was obviously a bit too high.
The ranks of Alausato, a well-known white dragon warlock in the North, and Amulis, an ancient blue dragon warlock who lives near the Great Glacier, are slightly lower.
Especially the red dragon's huge size and amazing flame breathing ability can easily crush the white dragon and take the opponent away.
So after thinking about it, Zuo Si felt that "Scar Man" Klaus should be a good choice.
On the one hand, this ancient red dragon's magic ability is not outstanding, and its fighting style is definitely not as ferocious and violent as Balagas' "Flying Flame". Instead, it acts very carefully, making it very suitable as a whetstone.<
/p>
On the other hand, he does not have any powerful allies behind him. At the same time, he still has hostile relations with the Northern Lords Alliance and the Silver Moon Alliance, so the risk of starting a war is very small.
Just when Zuo Si was analyzing the gains and losses, he suddenly saw Wilmes lowering his head and bringing his huge head over, with a flattering smile on his face.
"I have a few more dragon eggs here that are ready for use."
"Then get ready. I will use magic rituals to help you eat them all later." Zuo Si shrugged indifferently.
Anyway, this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing, and he has no mental obstacles to using this evil method to strengthen his subordinates.
As for whether Tiamat, the five-color dragon god, would come looking for trouble, he wasn't worried at all.
After all, there are so many evil dragons doing this kind of thing, doesn’t Klaus live well? Moreover, he eats not only the eggs of evil dragons, but also the eggs of good metal dragons and neutral gem dragons.
See if anyone can do anything about it.
There is no saying in Faerûn that justice will definitely defeat evil.
As long as your power is strong enough, even if you go against the grain and slaughter civilians who have no ability to resist, you will not receive any retribution or punishment.
Compared to this trivial matter, Tiamat actually hates the dragon lich created by the Dragon Worship Cult.
Wilmes has always been very concerned about enhancing his own strength.
After receiving a positive answer, she immediately ran back to the lair and ordered the kobolds and goblin servants to get busy.
It took about ten minutes to bring all the required materials.
Along with the materials, there were several dragon eggs wrapped in fire dragon-colored scales.
As a mother, the female red dragon Ashtelance seemed to realize something and began to roar in pain and misery in the place where she was imprisoned.
But unfortunately, no one here is from the good camp, so naturally there is no so-called compassion.
What's more, she also burned, killed, and looted when helping the Githyanki, so she doesn't deserve any sympathy.
Under the cruel and evil magic ritual, the vitality and magic power contained in several dragon eggs were quickly devoured by Wilmes.
The latter's size also expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes completely turned into an orange ball of light like a lava ball.
You don’t need to ask to know that this is a situation that occurs when the energy in the body is too strong and begins to overflow.
"This feeling... is truly unparalleled! I feel like I can kill and tear an adult white dragon alive with just one breath and claw strike."
A bloodthirsty, cruel and evil smile appeared on Wilmes' face.
"Compared with Bai Long? You are really getting more and more promising." Zuo Si sneered and said sarcastically.
Wilmes also realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words: "I mean, I can fight ten of these trashes like Bailong now."
"Really? Then I ask you to go on a long trip to the Great Glacier in the Far North to hunt ten white dragons, and then bring me some white dragon eggs back, so that you can test your training over the past six months.
Results."
Zuo Si straightforwardly gave a task that was neither too difficult nor too difficult.
"No problem! It just so happens that I also want to use blood, killing and death to make the name Wilmes known to the world."
Red Dragon agreed without even a second's hesitation.
Because she has never regarded the white dragon as one of the real dragons, but as a stupid and ignorant beast that is not worthy of occupying a place among the five-color evil dragons.
To be on an equal footing with such a guy is simply the greatest insult to the noble red dragon.
In addition, the red dragon hunting the white dragon is basically a father beating his son, killing him as much as he wants, without any room for resistance from the other side.
Even if there is an age gap of one or two, the former can still push the latter to the ground and rub it repeatedly.
Finally, and the most important thing, after killing these white dragons, Wilmes can directly take the treasures in the opponent's lair as his own, and at the same time build his own reputation. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Zuo Si was obviously very satisfied with the belligerence displayed by the female red dragon in front of him, and nodded slightly: "In that case, let's set off immediately, and go back early."
Without saying a word, Wilmes immediately began to use the authority at hand to extract the energy of the mage tower, preparing to open a portal for himself to be transported directly to the cold Arctic.
But just when the transmission channel was about to open, she seemed to remember something, immediately stopped what she was doing, turned her head and said with a serious expression: "I almost forgot to inform you that during your absence, Isadora and
Her clones have completed the first round of devouring, and there are only four left."
"What?!"
Zuo Si's face changed slightly when he heard the news.
He originally thought that the devouring would not begin until at least a year later, and the scale should definitely not be so large.
Because the personality fragments of a psychic are essentially born out of their own intense thoughts and consciousness conflicts, which are often very extreme and dangerous.
Normally, even if it is transplanted into a clone, it will take a certain amount of time and growth period to slowly eliminate this hidden danger.
One year is already a fairly short period.
But Isadora, on the other hand, was devouring each other impatiently in just a few months.
If coupled with the strengthening of psychic abilities during the devouring process, God knows what kind of paranoid, yandere, or even extremely twisted and dark personality will be created.
Wilmes noticed the changes on Zuo Si's face and reminded meaningfully: "I have to say, that human girl is really a madman. I have never seen anyone crazier than her so far. So you'd better be careful.
, otherwise God knows what will happen."
After that, the red dragon continued to send energy to open the portal.
Instantly!
The biting cold wind accompanied by white ice and snow blew from the other side, causing the temperature in the nest to drop below zero on the spot.
White frost quickly condensed on the ground and walls nearby.
There is no doubt that opposite the portal is the extremely cold permafrost at the northernmost tip of Faerûn.
Generally speaking, what red dragons with the element of fire hate most is cold weather.
But some of the magic equipment on Wilmes successfully helped him resist the discomfort caused by this ultra-low temperature. He jumped deep and spread his wings to soar into the sky.
After a while, the opened portal closed automatically, and the temperature in the surrounding environment quickly returned to its previous state.
Zuo Si first went to see the six-armed snake demon lord's condition, and then went to the upper level of the tower with an anxious mood.
When he just stepped into his room on the top floor, four Isadoras appeared at the door almost at the same time.
"You're back..."
The first one greeted in a slightly cold and stiff tone.
"You must be exhausted, let me give you a massage."
The second one, like a wife welcoming her husband home, went straight forward and took the box from Zuo Si's hand, then took a detour and started massaging her shoulders and cervical spine.
"Hehe! Do you miss me?"
The third one had a playful smile on his face, took Zuo Si's arm with a very skillful movement, and leaned close to him.
As for the last one, she always lowered her head shyly and looked at her toes, making a sound like a mosquito, making it difficult for people to understand what she was talking about.
Although it is almost every man’s dream to be surrounded by four identical beautiful girls.
But Zuo Si couldn't laugh at all now, and he felt a chill running from his feet to his head.
Because the characters of these four Isadoras have no similarity at all with the previous ones, it is as if they are completely different people.
Although he has long known that the girl's main personality has always been in an unstable state, often merging with other personality fragments.
But that kind of influence is traceable, and swallowing it once or twice will not have much impact. It is not similar to the current situation at all.
You must know that communication between people is essentially a process of getting to know each other's personalities.
When you are familiar with it to a certain extent, you can immediately predict the other party's reaction after making some actions.
Therefore, between acquaintances and good friends, you can often make some large-scale jokes without worrying about the other party getting angry or falling out.
By the same token, this is why moody people are so unlovable.
Now, Zuo Si is facing a similar embarrassing situation.
Obviously, these four Isadoras are very familiar with him, but he knows nothing about the four Isadoras' personalities, preferences, and various behavioral and language reactions.
After a brief silence, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh slightly and asked directly: "Tell me, what should I call you now? Can't they all be called Isadora?"
"Actually, you don't need to worry about this. Because in a year at most, the four of us will merge into one and only one will be left."
Isadora, who felt like a good wife and mother, answered with a smile.
"That's right. In order to make the integration smoother, which one of us do you prefer?"
Isadora, who looked like a little witch, asked in a seductive tone next to Zuo Si's ear.
The moment these words were blurted out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
Even the one who looks the shyest exudes a powerful spiritual pressure from his body.
You don't need to ask to know that the spiritual energy trained by the disappeared clones has basically been absorbed and assimilated by the four of them.
The psychic power possessed by any Isadora present is almost several times or even ten times that of before.
Of course, the price is that the previous personality completely disappears during the continuous integration, which is equivalent to killing himself with his own hands in order to become stronger.
For psychics, the more extreme this approach is, the more they can maximize their potential.
Seeing four pairs of eyes staring directly at him, Zuo Si suddenly felt a lot of pressure and responded with a wry smile: "I don't even know you at all now, so how can I make a choice?"
"Hmm - that seems to be the case. How about this, each of us will stay with you for a day, eating and sleeping together. In this way, you should be able to have a general understanding of us after four days."
Isadora, the "good wife and mother" type, made a suggestion.
"Iceberg Beauty" type Isadora immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes! I agree!"
"I...I agree..."
The "shy" type Isadora also raised her head and echoed.
The other three selves in front of them all reached an agreement, and the "little witch" type Isadora directly hugged Zuo Si's neck and declared bluntly: "Then it's settled. I'll go first on the first day!" p>
"The next day is mine!"
"Then I'll be fine on the third day."
"My...my last day."
In just a few words, before Zuo Si had time to express his opinion, the Christmas vacation was clearly arranged.
After reaching an agreement, three of them immediately turned around and left, leaving only Isadora with the little witch character still hanging on Zuo Si, with no intention of coming down at all. Instead, she kept following behind like a clingy cat.
It rubs against the patient's chest, cheeks and neck, and occasionally makes some strange noises.
"Are you a cat?"
Zuo Si asked with twitching corners of his mouth.
"What, don't you like cats? I know, actually you like this look the best, right?"
As she spoke, Isadora in front of her completed a transformation spell at an extremely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, two furry pointed ears popped out from the thick long hair.
Along with the ears, there are cat-like whiskers, tails, claws and a small amount of soft down.
There is no doubt that this image instantly stimulated the "Fu Ruikong" soul in Zuo Si's heart. Subconsciously, he reached out his right hand and gently brushed the cat on the girl's head, and then slowly moved it down along the ears and cheeks.
Until it cuts across the back and rests on the plush tail that gently shakes from side to side.
Exciting!
So exciting!
He could even feel that his body and nerves were inevitably entering an extremely excited state.
Isadora obviously noticed this, and immediately showed a proud and playful smile, and leaned against Zuo Si and made a soft and seductive voice.
"Meow——"
Instantly!
Zuo Si felt that primitive physiological impulses and instincts began to erode his reason, and immediately slammed the little witch who was actively seducing him on the table in front of him, and said word by word: "Stop! You are playing with fire.
!"
"Playing with fire? Wouldn't that be great? Let us both burn in the fire of desire and completely release the pent-up desires in our hearts. Come on, I know what you desire most in your heart. Only with me can you
Get true pleasure and satisfaction."
When saying these words, Isadora took the initiative to open her arms, clamped her legs around Zuo Si's waist in an extremely unrestrained manner, and her tail formed a circle and wrapped tightly around one of the latter's thighs. There is no doubt that the former Isadora would never have been able to do such a bold and proactive provocation.
The personality of this "little witch" was definitely born after the inner desires were amplified.
Fortunately, Zuo Si's self-control ability was quite strong and he quickly suppressed his rising desire. He raised his hand and gave the girl in front of him a trembling electric shock.
"Ah!!!!"
The numbness and pain caused by the electric shock caused Isadora to twitch violently, and at the same time she uncontrollably let go of her hands and feet, lying on the table in a large shape.
But soon, she recovered from the electric shock, turned over and lay on the table on all fours like a real cat, stuck out her tongue and gently licked the back of Zuo Si's hand, followed by a burst of laughter like silver bells.
: "Hahahaha! What are you afraid of, Soth? If calling me can make you feel relaxed and happy, then please feel free to call me."
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Looking at this "abnormal" girl from the bottom of her heart, Zuo Si, who had regained consciousness, couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Oh - can't you act more normal?"
"Normal? That's what ordinary people pursue. Monsters like you and me are different from them from the beginning. There is no need to care about boring laws, morals and secular perspectives, as long as they can make themselves feel happy and happy
That's good. If you choose me, I guarantee that you will not be bored in the days to come, but will always live in pleasure and excitement."
After that, Isadora lay across the table, assuming a very seductive posture, and controlled the furry tail to sweep around Zuo Si's neck and cheeks.
"So in your opinion, the meaning of life is to constantly pursue excitement and pleasure?" Zuo Si asked expressionlessly.
As someone who has studied psychology to some extent, he has basically seen that this "little witch" type Isadora is a complete "fun person" at heart, and she is the most extreme kind. p>
If this guy thinks it's fun and exciting to stir up infighting in a city and watch political groups from different factions attack each other, assassinate each other, or even eventually trigger a civil war and burn the city to the ground, then she will do it without hesitation.<
/p>
As for how many people would die and how many innocent people would be burned alive in the fire, she didn't care at all.
For the "little witch" type Isadora, except Zuo Si and herself, other people or things in the world exist to please them.
No scruples!
No awe!
There is no kindness or mercy!
Zuo Si even suspected that if he praised a certain woman for being beautiful or charming today, the girl in question would use her psychic powers to modify her memory the next day, or even completely control her, and then send her directly to her bed.
.
Obviously, this kind of extreme personality may really bring a lot of excitement and pleasure, just like the scene playing out in front of you.
But it is also very, very dangerous.
Isadora smiled and asked: "Is there anything wrong with pursuing excitement and pleasure? Look at what you are doing, whether it is expanding your power, absorbing subordinates, collecting various knowledge and magic, or defeating one strong one after another.
Isn’t the enemy essentially pursuing pleasure and excitement? In that case, why not be more direct?”
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, this is different.
I admit that the above does bring pleasure and excitement, but it is not the most important, but an additional by-product.
Just like the pleasure produced by the physiological needs of both sexes is just a by-product of the ultimate goal of reproducing offspring.
They actually all belong to a complex feedback mechanism.
When you do something right that your genes think is good, your body will secrete some interesting hormones to reward you and let you continue to do more similar things.
But genes do not have the ability to think, so they can be deceived.
For example, many people who don’t want children will use contraceptive measures when doing that kind of thing. This is a typical example of cheating genes and getting rewards.
And besides wasting time, physical strength and energy, will this kind of behavior gain anything in the end?
The answer is nothing.
Of course, from another perspective, these people did obtain spiritual pleasure and satisfaction, and released suppressed desires and emotions, achieving a healthier mental state.
Your biggest problem is that you have reversed the relationship between the two.
I don’t do these things for the pursuit of pleasure and excitement, but I gain pleasure and excitement while doing these things.”
After hearing these words, Isadora instantly fell into silence.
After several minutes, she raised her chin and said in a slightly self-deprecating voice: "So... I was eliminated, right?"
"It's not considered elimination, it's just that your personality is too extreme. I don't reject pleasure and excitement, and I even enjoy that feeling, but I will never regard it as a life goal."
After going in circles for a long time, Zuo Si finally expressed his attitude clearly.
He obviously knew very well that his current words and deeds would determine what Isadora would look like after the fusion was completely completed, so he acted extremely cautiously.
"In other words, I can keep a part of myself?"
The girl's dim eyes instantly regained their luster.
"That's right. Because you represent desire and primitive instinct, I would be very troubled if you disappeared completely." Zuo Si answered directly in the affirmative.
"Haha, I think I know what to do. And...at least until this time tomorrow, you will only belong to me."
The words have not yet been spoken!
Isadora jumped up from the table and once again jumped on Zuo Si as a human pendant.
Only this time, she did not use such explicit methods of seduction, but put on another quirky face to spend a pleasant day with Zuo Si.
The next day, the "iceberg beauty" Isadora came to change shifts on time.
Just like that, four days passed in a flash.
Although there were a lot of problems along the way, fortunately, there was no major trouble.
And through a short period of getting along, Zuo Si gradually realized that these four personalities represented the four original mental states of Isadora.
Among them, the little witch type represents desire and primitive instinct, the good wife and mother type represents her expectations for her future, the shy type represents the weak side of her character, and the iceberg beauty type represents the coldness of absolute reason.
In other words, none of these four personalities can be given up easily.
Only by fusing parts of them together can a relatively "normal" Isadora be formed.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si did not have enough time to provide psychological counseling to four troubled girls who looked exactly the same.
He only stayed in Faerûn for a few days, finished some messy things, and then activated the [Positioning Teleport: Zendikar] that he had drawn long ago.
The moment this card is activated!
An indescribable terrifying force directly tore through the sky, creating a huge black vortex with a diameter of more than a thousand meters, directly sucking Zuo Si in, and then completely closing it at an extremely fast speed.
Although the whole process is very fast, it may not even take a few seconds.
But even so, it still attracted the attention of countless people, even gods.
In the blink of an eye, several dazzling light pillars fell from the sky and landed directly in the major temples.
Immediately afterwards, surrounded by countless congregations and believers, more than twenty incarnations of gods appeared on the streets of Ascaltra.
The figures that shone with divine brilliance almost scared the shit out of the six-member council that ruled Amn.
You must know that except for the special circumstances of the Turbulent Years, Faerûn has never had the precedent and record of so many gods descending incarnations at the same time.
Not to mention that they all landed in the same city at the same time, and many of them were hostile to each other.
The only thing the six-member council hopes now is that these gods will never fight on their own territory, otherwise Askatra will become history.
At this moment, on the streets of the temple area, Ogma, the god of knowledge, and Midnight, the goddess of magic, have met.
The former maintained a gentle smile as always and took the initiative to say hello: "Good day, Mother of Magic. I can't believe that even you were alarmed."
Midnight replied helplessly: "It's hard not to be alarmed by such a big movement. The huge black vortex that appeared in the sky just now should be the dark void you mentioned before, right? It's really scary. What if those things inside
With chaotic energy and matter pouring out, it is estimated that the entire magic network will lose control and completely collapse in a very short period of time."
"Yes! According to my understanding, the dark void is endless, representing chaos and nothingness. Its chaotic mana alone is enough to kill any god who dares to get close. Only planeswalkers who ignite sparks can travel through it.
Without getting hurt." There was a hint of emotion in Ogma's tone.
Traveling through the endless multiverse without any restrictions and going to any world you want to go to, this is the power that the gods most desire.
"You mean, Soth has grown up to be able to control the power of sparks?" Midnight asked in an uncertain tone.
"This is an obvious thing. Being able to open the entrance to the dark void is a sign of whether a planeswalker is powerful. When they gain this ability, they become beings above the gods, without any
Nothing can control the fate of a planeswalker, and no power can kill a planeswalker who wants to escape."
When he said these words, the expression on Ogma's face suddenly became very serious and serious.
He didn't want the newly appointed goddess of magic to misjudge Zuo Si's power.
Midnight nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I understand. But why did Soth suddenly open such a large entrance to the dark void? I remember that when he went to other worlds before, he usually went through his mage tower.
The portal inside."
Ogma touched the beard on his chin and pondered for a moment, then explained: "It's very simple! The world he wants to go to is very far away, so far that the portal cannot reach it, and it can only be reached by jumping in the dark void. But then
The large entrance to the dark void is indeed a bit worrying. I hope he doesn't bring anything dangerous back."
Just when I was about to ask the God of Knowledge for some information about the planeswalkers at midnight, I suddenly heard a harsh laughter coming from behind.
"Hahahaha! Look who this is! A bitch who got lucky."
I saw a thin, pale human man walking over from a distance with a large group of people.
"Cyric?!"
Midnight's eyes instantly burst out with a light called anger.
She could recognize this enemy who had a deep hatred for her since she was a mortal, even if he turned into ashes.
"Long time no see, Midnight, you are still as naive and stupid as before.
To be honest, it is a huge irony that a guy like you can actually manage the Magic Network.
By the way, where has your old lover Cranvor gone?
Ah! I had forgotten that this miserable mortal was already dead, and I happened to be the current ruler of the world of the dead.
Maybe I should find his soul and give it to those demons or devils."
It has to be said that Cyric, the Prince of Lies, is definitely good at provoking others and adding salt to their wounds.
Just look at the furious look on the goddess of magic's face, and the terrifying energy that is about to overflow from the magic network around her, and you will know how angry she is now.
After all, Kelanvor is Midnight's lover, and the relationship between the two is so deep that even Suna, the goddess of love and beauty, was moved by it and wanted to provide some help.
But unfortunately, after the Year of Turmoil, Cyric obtained all the priesthoods of the three gods of death, so he is the supreme ruler of the world of the dead.
Trying to get the soul of a former enemy from this guy is nothing more than a daydream.
Even the once extremely powerful ancient god of death, Yeager, did not dare to openly oppose what this madman did, but was silently waiting for the opportunity.
"Calm down, Mother of Magic, he is really deliberately irritating you."
Seeing that Midnight was about to take action, Ogma immediately stood up and warned him.
Otherwise, once the two incarnations of powerful divine power start fighting here, Ascatella will disappear from the map in minutes.
"I know!"
The goddess of magic suppressed her rising anger and slowly dispersed the energy gathered in the surrounding magic network.
"Humph!"
Realizing that his little trick had been discovered by the God of Knowledge, Cyric immediately curled his lips with a smile.
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He felt jealous from the bottom of his heart towards this ancient god who had recorded countless secrets, so he did not dare to offend him easily.
Just when the atmosphere was a little tense, a loud voice suddenly came from the arch bridge on the left.
"Lord of Wisdom! Do you know what happened to the channel that was opened in the sky just now? Will it pose a threat to our world?"
Soon, a tall man who was blind in one eye and lost his right hand and wrist walked over.
With such a highly recognizable image, anyone in Faerûn can instantly recognize that this is the famous God of Justice, Tyr.
Behind him are always Ilmat, the god of suffering, and Thom, the god of loyalty and courage.
In addition, the paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart also followed closely behind. Their armors and weapons all emitted a dazzling golden light under the reflection of divine power.
"Please don't worry, God of Justice, it's just a traveler opening a time and space tunnel to other worlds, and it will not pose any threat to Faerun." Ogma responded in an evasive manner.
"Are you sure? How come I feel the extremely terrifying power of chaos from that black vortex?" Tyr narrowed his eyes and asked.
Ogma smiled and explained: "That place is called the Dark Void. It is the wall that separates planes from planes, worlds from worlds, and universes from universes. It has always existed, but it is difficult to
It's not detected, so you don't need to worry at all."
"Then who is the traveler who can open this kind of passage?" Tyr continued to ask.
Without a doubt!
As the God of Justice, he is born with the ability to detect lies. Unless the target of the lie is Cyric, who has the priesthood of lies, even the god cannot deceive himself.
But for some reason, Tyr always felt that the God of Knowledge in front of him was hiding something.
"Sorry, this is a secret, I can't tell you the answer." Ogma calmly chose to refuse to answer.
This move instantly aroused Tyr's suspicion, and he turned his attention to Midnight: "Mother of Magic, don't you want to say something? A situation like the one just now seriously violated your control over the magic network.
”
"Ha! How could she tell you the truth? You must know that the person just now is the voter she kissed."
Accompanied by sinister taunts, Shar, the goddess of the night, slowly walked out of the dark corner.
Since it happened to be daytime right now, whenever she was hit by the sun, she would subconsciously frown with a look of disgust and disgust.
"Elector? Soth!"
Ilmat, the God of Suffering, showed a surprised expression.
"That's right! I clearly felt who was forcibly draining the energy of the Shadow Magic Network the moment the channel opened. To be honest, that young man really surprised me. After all, this is the first time in so many years that someone can
Seize control of part of the Shadow Weave from my hands."
Shar pursed her lips and announced in public that all this was Zuo Si's doing.
You know without asking that she definitely did this on purpose.
Because Zuo Si took away the evil she had finally cultivated and brought it to a world that she could not perceive.
This alone is enough to make this vengeful goddess do something.
"Mother of Magic, Lord of Wisdom, I think you owe the gods an explanation." Tyr, the God of Justice, said with strong dissatisfaction in his tone.
"Explain? Why do we need to explain? Has Soth done anything that could threaten the world?" Ogma asked without hesitation.
Maybe other gods would be afraid of this upright god, but he would not.
"No, it's not what he did, but his existence is the biggest threat to this world. I propose that we immediately go to the Pantheon to hold a meeting to discuss this matter." A sinister smile appeared on Shar's face.<
/p>
Cyric, the troublemaker on the side, immediately followed up: "I agree!"
"I agree too!"
Tyr, the God of Justice, obviously hesitated a little, but finally voted in favor.
Just when the other gods who arrived later began to stand in line, an almost arrogant voice suddenly echoed in the ears of the gods.
"I object! If anyone dares to do anything detrimental to my Son of Plague! I will start a divine war with him! Until death!"
Instantly!
A goddess wearing battle armor and exuding terrifying murderous aura descended from the sky.
She is none other than Talona, the goddess of poison and disease.
Different from the previous weak image, she looks so powerful at this moment, her incarnation power is not even much worse than those powerful divine powers, and her eyes reveal endless anger and madness.