After successfully rescuing the underage elf girl Gerath Liadon, Zuo Si now has a qualified guide.
You must know that Sodanisla is a city built on a huge tree of life.
Therefore, the complexity of the terrain is even more troublesome than those cities where there is no design and planning, buildings of various sizes are piled together haphazardly, and there are so many narrow alleys that it looks like a maze.
In particular, some vines and branches are still alive, and it takes the forest elves living here to drive them to link the roads together.
In addition, many houses are mostly hidden among tree trunks, leaves and flowers. If you don’t look carefully, you may simply ignore them.
Of course, it is precisely with these advantages that the elves in the city can deal with and resist these invaders who are much stronger than themselves.
Some elven priests and mages can even control activated plants to form a wall, or cut off the connection between the canopy platform and the canopy platform, and at the same time use the mystery lock to prohibit all flight and teleportation abilities from taking effect in this area, thus putting themselves
Be physically isolated from the enemy.
In short, the actual situation in Sodanisla was much better than Zuo Si imagined. Most of the casualties were caused by the unprepared surprise attack in the first round.
After these forest elves reacted, the two sides soon started fighting back and forth.
Although the elves are generally the weaker side and are being suppressed, they are not without the power to fight back. Several tactical ambushes have caused considerable losses to these evil creatures from other worlds.
In particular, the defense system built with the huge temple as the core is simply impregnable. Demons, golems, evil beasts, and yugoloths have organized several fierce attacks, but in the end they all ended in failure.
The result was that the two sides faced each other across a large area of airspace with no road connections, taking the tree canopy near the northern part of Sodenisla City as the boundary.
Elf warriors, mages and priests protect about 1,500 civilians and hold on cautiously, while those in the occupied areas of the southern canopy can only hope for their own good.
The demons capture captives for slaughter and sacrifice, and most of them are from the latter.
Without the intervention of outside forces, there is a high probability that the elves in the occupied areas will be captured one by one and slaughtered in the next few days, and there will be absolutely no survivors.
After all, high-level demons are all under the effect of true knowledge. Whether it is invisibility magic, secret doors, or secret passages, it is impossible to deceive their eyes.
But Zuo Si's arrival successfully rescued about six to seven hundred elf women and children hiding in this area.
As for men, most of them sacrificed their lives to protect their wives and children.
Counting the 1,500 people gathered in the temple, almost 2,300 civilians ultimately escaped.
Don’t underestimate this number.
It accounts for one-third of the total population of Sodanisla.
Yes, you read that right.
The capital of this elven kingdom has only about 7,000 people.
Even counting the small and large villages scattered in the Wildas Forest, the total population does not exceed 50,000.
And this is almost the largest gathering place of elven countries and races in the Faerûn continent, except for Evergather Island.
This shows how serious the impact of several crown wars was.
You must know that in the most famous "Theater of Gods" battle at the end of the Third Crown War, the two sides lost 70,000 elven soldiers and 100,000 orcs controlled by the Arivanda Empire in just one fight.
At that time, the elves could raise an invincible army with a total number of more than 100,000, including a large number of mages and priests.
But now, the Elf Kingdom of Sodanisla only has a standing army of a thousand people.
Six hundred of them were also sent out to resist the dark elves emerging from the Underdark. There were only about 400 people in the city.
Half of these four hundred people were killed in the first round of Irenikas' invasion.
There are currently less than 140 people stationed in the temple, and the rest are waiting at the entrance to the Queen's Palace and the Tree of Life.
Watching the hordes of refugees passing through the portal to a safe place, the elf captain who had been holding on here for several days with a tired face finally let out a long breath, put one hand on his chest and rushed towards Zuo Sixen who was maintaining the portal.
Bowed deeply.
"Thank you very much! Without your help, all the civilians in Sodanisla would have died in this disaster."
"You're welcome. After all, they are my subjects from now on, and I have the obligation to protect them and let them live a better life." Zuo Si responded with a smile.
It can be seen that he is in a pretty good mood at the moment.
Not only did they obtain more than 2,000 high-quality and long-lived people with a large number of professional skills and knowledge in vain, but they also conveniently swept away the mage tower that was captured by the yugoloth demon, and obtained a large amount of magical knowledge unique to elves from it. In ancient times,
secrets, and rumors of an interesting artifact.
The name of this artifact is [The Ring of Mysrien].
Legend has it that the God of Elven Myths, Mythryn Seret, helped the elves weave a large number of Mysts, which led to his own strength declining, and finally even fell to the level of a demigod.
In order to restore his former glory, he created this artifact to attract more elves to believe in him.
It is a pity that at the most critical moment of building the artifact, the beast god Mara suddenly launched an attack with the help of the thief god Musk and the storm god Talos, and successfully defeated and sealed the Mythryn Seret in
The only incarnation of Toril.
Then this artifact disappeared from everyone's sight, and there were even very few legends about it.
According to the records of the elves, although this ring is only a semi-finished product, it can double the duration of all protective magic, gain all the unique abilities of the elven God of Mystery Locks, and increase the wearer's vitality to a certain extent.
Cast a mage's protective magic or a priest's enchantment magic.
Last but not least, it is immune to all Mystery effects and can create or destroy a Mystery every year.
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According to the recorder's speculation, this artifact ring is most likely hidden in the Sharptooth Forest southeast of Baldur's Gate.
Because that is the place where the incarnation of Mythryn Seret last appeared.
If he can get this ring, Zuo Si can use the technology and divine power used on it to figure out the real mystery behind the Elf Mystery Lock.
Should the so-called mystery lock be considered a kind of magic?
Or is this an ability unique to this god?
Or maybe the combination of the two is the reason why Mysuo has such powerful protective power?
Why did the high mage in charge have to sacrifice his life when the elves were creating the Mystery Lock?
Although Zuo Si already had a lot of information about mythical locks, he never dared to try it easily.
After all, those complicated rituals are completely different from today's mainstream magic theories, and there are no explanations or explanations. The whole article tells you that you just need to follow them.
The elf captain stared at the scene of compatriots being resettled on the other side of the portal with a complicated expression, and sighed with a wry smile: "Although the kingdom may be destroyed after experiencing this disaster, as long as the people can survive, it is a good thing.
.At least our race and culture can continue to exist.”
"What are your plans next?"
Zuo Si glanced at the surrounding warriors who had not left. The mage and priest asked in uncertain tones.
"Of course we will fight to the death. No matter how powerful the exile is, we cannot sit back and watch him desecrate the Tree of Life."
When saying this, the elf captain's tone was decisive, without any hesitation or wavering.
This is also one of the biggest differences between elves and humans.
They know where their souls will go after death, so they have relatively little fear of death.
Especially those who are over three or four hundred years old and have accumulated enough experience and experience, they often take life and death very lightly, but pay more attention to things like responsibility, glory, and faith.
"In that case, I wish you the final victory. Goodbye, I hope there will be a chance to meet again in the future."
You don't need to ask to know that Zuo Si has obviously sentenced all these elves to death in his heart.
Because there is no second person in the world who knows better than him how powerful Irenicus is today.
It doesn’t take much, just absorb one-third of the energy of the huge tree of life at his feet, and this madman will become a veritable quasi-god.
If you reach half or more, you can transform into a demigod with the power of exploding stars in minutes.
This has completely exceeded the limit that mortals can understand, and cannot be defeated by means such as numbers, will, and magic.
Unless there are powerful artifacts or the intervention of the elves and gods, the whole army may be wiped out in one encounter.
But the elf captain and his men were obviously determined. They simply ate some food sent from the other side of the portal, and then began to lie on the ground to recharge their batteries, planning to wait for their physical strength and energy to recover before heading towards the queen's palace.
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Just as Zuo Si was about to turn around and leave, going to the other side of Sodenisla to see what Irenekas was doing, he suddenly felt a small hand grabbing the corner of his clothes.
I lowered my head and saw that it was Girather Liaton.
This elf girl did not go through the portal to a safe place with the other refugees, but followed closely behind her, holding tightly in her arms the powerful Moon Blade inherited from her family.
Perhaps it is the relationship between being suddenly rescued when you are most helpless and desperate;
It may also be that witnessing the tragic death of parents and family members produces strong negative emotions such as loneliness, helplessness, fear, etc., and the subconscious is eager to find a strong support.
In short, when she looked at Zuo Si, her eyes clearly revealed deep admiration and attachment.
"Be good, go to a safe place on the other side of the portal first. I still have some things to deal with, and I will find you later."
Zuo Si reached out and touched the girl's long copper-colored hair and comforted her.
"Can't I come with you?"
Gerath Liaton raised her head and stared at her two big watery eyes.
"No, it's too dangerous for you."
Zuo Si shook his head without hesitation, and then forcibly pushed the elf girl in front of an older elf woman. He closed the portal and went straight to the palace and the core entrance of the Tree of Life.
Since one of his constituent abilities is volley, he easily crossed the disconnected canopy and successfully reached the most important place in Sonnisla.
As soon as he landed, Irenekas, who was trying to break through the final defense, noticed something strange. He immediately stopped what he was doing and asked with a wary face: "Why are you here?"
"Relax, don't be so nervous. I was just invited by the Elf Queen to rescue the elven civilians who pose no threat."
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders as if he were harmless.
"Rescue civilians?!"
A trace of doubt flashed in Irenicas's eyes, and he obviously didn't quite understand the other party's motives for doing this.
Zuo Si smiled and explained: "I have reached an agreement with Ali Xing. From now on, these refugees will be subjects of the empire.
In other words, no matter what the final result is, the Elf Kingdom of Wildas Forest will become history.
All elves will live under the rule of the empire in the future.
Oh, by the way, when rescuing those civilians, I cleaned up some of the summoned alien creatures. I believe you won’t mind, right?”
"You came all this way just to tell me this?"
Irenicus frowned and expressed his dissatisfaction.
In his opinion, such boring political games and "trivial matters" such as the demise of an elf kingdom are not worthy of his attention at all.
As for the summoned demons, evil beasts, and yugoloths, they are just cannon fodder used to disrupt the situation. It doesn’t matter how many they die.
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Since the completion of the raid plan, these guys have lost their use value.
"Of course not. In fact, I just want to stop by to see what method you are going to use to absorb the energy from this huge tree of life."
As he said that, Zuo Si turned his attention to the giant bugs shaped by magic and divine power.
These beetle-like creations are each four to five meters long and present a fat oval shape.
There is also a thick straw on the mouth, which can be inserted deeply into the branches to absorb energy.
You don’t need to ask to know that these bugs are the last secret weapons prepared by Irenekas to become a god.
As long as he enters the core of the Tree of Life, he can control these insects to take root at the most critical nodes and continuously extract energy to strengthen himself, until he can lead from quantitative changes to qualitative changes and achieve the leap from mortal to god.
"Now that you've seen it, can you go?"
Irenicus obviously did not welcome Zuo Si watching from the sidelines.
After all, with such an extremely dangerous guy by his side, he simply did not dare to stay focused on casting spells for a long time, let alone quickly break the last protective power of the Tree of Life.
You must know that Elf Queen Elixing is not a powerless vase, but an out-and-out legendary priest.
Moreover, she is also a chosen one and is closely connected to the Tree of Life. She is definitely a very dangerous enemy.
So Irenekas was mentally prepared to break down his last defense and have a fight with his former lover.
He didn't want to be distracted by guarding against Zuo Si at this time.
"As you wish, I will leave immediately.
But you'd better move faster.
In two or three days at most, the Sons of Baal will be coming.
I can tell you very clearly that some of them are already very close to quasi-gods.
If enough energy cannot be extracted from the Tree of Life by then, you should understand the consequences without me telling you."
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si's figure disappeared instantly, leaving only Irenicas standing there with a pale face.
As a high elf mage who has studied gods for several years, it is certainly impossible for him not to know what quasi-god means.
Although many scholars, mages, and alien creatures have done research on gods and tried to figure out who is more powerful and who is relatively weak among different gods, is there a direct relationship between the strength of divine power and the number and influence of its followers?
For this reason, many related books have been published, and the contents and descriptions can be said to be all kinds of strange.
But there is one standard that most researchers agree on.
That is, starting from a demigod can one be considered a truly complete god.
The quasi-gods before this should be in the stage between gods and mortals.
Rather than being gods, they are closer to a unique kind of god-like power.
But if you think Quasi-God is a weakling, you are totally wrong.
Many feats that sound unbelievable to outsiders, such as directly entering the abyss and severely injuring the demon prince Demogorgon, most likely involve the participation of quasi-gods.
Otherwise, how could a group of mortal adventurers alone defeat the strongest demon lord and his army of demons who even the Spider Goddess Rose did not dare to confront directly, and they were still on the opponent's home court.
Moreover, many gods who came from the mortal stage actually wandered the outer planes in the quasi-god stage, just to deeply understand the operating rules of the universe and understand the relationship between mortals, gods and faith.
The most typical example in Faerûn is the path of the mage god Azuth to becoming a god.
Even now, there are many legends about his wanderings in hell and abyss.
It is precisely with the strength of a quasi-god that Azuth can successfully defeat and seal the god of prophecy Savras.
Therefore, for Irenicas, who has not yet successfully become a god, a quasi-god or close to a quasi-god is already a dangerous enough enemy.
Realizing that the crisis was imminent, he no longer dared to waste even a little time, and immediately began to enter a state of concentration in spellcasting, hoping to destroy the seal of the entrance as soon as possible.
Similarly, Elf Queen Elixin, who is located inside the Tree of Life, is also doing her best to maintain and strengthen the protection to prevent Erinikas from entering.
If nothing else, the former lovers will need to compete for at least twenty or thirty hours before they can decide the winner.
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At the same time, the dark area on the other side.
Aberdare and his party had just escaped from the completely collapsed city of Uster Nasa and were currently sitting in a relatively safe open space to rest.
Especially Sancho, who showed his trump card, has closed his eyes and fallen into a deep sleep.
With him was Aberdare native Ben.
The Son of Baal, the most powerful of the two teams, looks very scary at the moment.
Needless to say, Aberdare, who had been imbued with too much divine power and divinity by Baal, had all the blood vessels on his face and neck bulging, releasing a creepy red light, which continued to emit from his throat as if he was having a nightmare.
Nonsense that others cannot understand.
Sancho's condition is slightly better, except that his body exudes a strange light and floats in a suspended state.
In contrast, Imoen's hands were just uncontrollably exuding a biting chill, and his hands had somehow turned into cyan claws.
"Are they... okay?"
Jaheira asked in an uncertain tone.
Aidalong squinted his eyes and observed for a few seconds, then quickly responded: "It's okay.
The three sons of gods had a surge in divine power and divinity due to their previous killings.
They are currently undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
When you wake up again, you should gain unimaginable power.
This is a good thing for the upcoming decisive battle."
"By accepting Baal's divine power and divinity so much, will Aberdare eventually become the vessel for his father's resurrection like Bane's Son of God?"
There was strong tension and anxiety in Jaheira's voice.
Due to the early resurrection of the God of Tyranny, she has realized what the Son of God means to God, so she is afraid that one day she will wake up and find that Gillian's adopted son has been replaced by Baal, the God of Murder.
Aidalong shook his head with a solemn expression: "Sorry, I'm not sure about this.
After all, things that involve gods often cannot be explained according to common sense.
But the problem is that if he cannot become stronger, he will definitely not be able to survive to the end in this cruel elimination.
So instead of worrying about this, you might as well consider how to deal with this powerful enemy, Irenikas."
"Alas - this journey is really getting more and more difficult."
Jaheira sighed slightly, took out a hard piece of dried meat from her backpack, put it into her mouth and chewed it to replenish her energy consumed in the battle.
Just when the team fell into silence, Sancho was the first to recover from that strange state, slowly landed on the ground, and soon opened his eyes and woke up.
Upon seeing this, Viconia immediately stepped forward and asked: "How is it? How do you feel now?"
"I...I feel better than ever. A powerful force that cannot be described in words is flowing through my blood vessels and even my soul, as if a single thought can shape and change everything around me."
With that said, Sancho raised his hand and released a light spell.
Instantly!
The dazzling white light directly illuminated the passages within several kilometers of the surrounding area, causing those creatures hiding in the shadows that were accustomed to darkness to scream in agony and flee crazily to distant corners that were not illuminated by the strong light.
"Divine power spell?!"
Viconia felt that everything in front of her was gray, her eyeballs felt a strong sting, and she was extremely shocked inside.
Because she witnessed with her own eyes how a son of God grew from an excellent mortal mage to the figure that is now infinitely close to a quasi-god in a very short period of time.
Especially the power of divine power is completely different from before.
"That's right! It's a divine power spell. Now I can finally, like a mentor, inject extra power into the spell to directly penetrate the target's magic resistance and immunity."
Sancho quickly dispelled the light spell, allowing the surrounding dark area to regain darkness.
Power!
Powerful power!
The power to control your own destiny!
After being captured, sacrificed, and resurrected countless times, he felt for the first time that he had achieved a certain degree of detachment.
The most important thing is that the extra knowledge and profound philosophical concepts in his mind at this moment made the boy understand that he was only one step away from becoming a true god.
Moreover, he also successfully crossed that threshold in the field of magic and became a truly legendary mage.
"So - you are a quasi-god now?" Jaheira looked into Sancho's eyes and asked.
"No, I'm still a little bit away from becoming a quasi-god.
To be precise, I have not yet obtained the spark of divinity and become a pure spiritual and philosophical form.
Of course, this is mainly because I have no idea whether to take this step."
When saying these words, Sancho had a tangled expression on his face.
He will never forget that his mentor said that although becoming a god can gain powerful power, it also means losing free will and being bound by faith.
What's more, even if he wants to become a god, he will first establish a church in the material world and inspire a sufficient number of believers, instead of inheriting the crooked ideas of his father Baal.
After all, the relationship between gods and believers affects each other.
Believers must of course spread and practice God's teachings, but God will inevitably make some changes under the influence of believers.
Therefore, if a believer suddenly becomes a god and directly inherits Baal, Baal may be resurrected in his body in a few years.
Sancho would rather not become a god than accept the fate of being a sacrifice to his father.
"Congratulations. You are finally no longer a chess piece, but you are qualified to play on the table and become a chess player."
After Viconia regained her sight, she was the first person to touch her chest with one hand and bow respectfully to this human boy who was less than a fraction of her age.
As a priest, she knew that from this moment on the other party was completely different from the others in the team and had entered another realm.
"Even if I become a chess player, I might be the weakest one." Sancho laughed at himself with a wry smile.
Just when Viconia was about to say something, Imoen and Aberdare woke up from coma almost at the same time.
The moment the former opened his eyes, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he exclaimed at a loss: "Oh my God! I...I can also transform into a killer now."
"Did you have nightmares too?"
Aberdare got up from the ground and stared at his childhood playmate and little sister.
Imoen nodded slightly: "Yes. I...I dreamed about our father Baal and the dead Sarevok. They said that there is still huge potential in my body that has not been tapped.
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"Damn! Looks like we had the same nightmare!"
When he thought of what happened in his dream, Aberdare shuddered involuntarily.
Painful!
Torture!
Kill!
Death!
He didn't know how to describe the crazy things he did in his dreams. He only knew that when he woke up, his heart and soul seemed to have been eroded by some evil force, and his mind was filled with uncontrollable hunger and thirst. Seeing that the three sons of Baal had woken up, Aidaron immediately interrupted: "Okay, I know you may have experienced a terrible situation just now.
But the problem is that there is not much time to chat now.
According to the latest intelligence, Irenicas has already invaded Sodanisla.
If you don't catch up as soon as possible, it will be too late to stop everything after he has absorbed the power of the Tree of Life."
"You are right. We must set off to return to the surface world and regain the power and destiny stolen by Irenikas from him."
Aberdare stood up suddenly, exuding terrifying murderous intent from the inside out, and even his pupils would flash a red light from time to time.
"Come on, come closer. I will use group teleportation magic to take you to the nearest surface exit. But be careful, there are many dark elves over there attacking."
After saying that, Aidalong began to make complicated spell-casting movements with both hands.
When the sound of chanting the incantation ended, a white light enveloped everyone, and then they disappeared collectively.
Just a second later, they appeared in a complex tunnel where they were fighting.
The dark-skinned drow and the light-skinned forest elves are fighting back and forth in small teams.
Every few minutes, an elf will fall into a pool of blood and turn into a cold corpse.
Since both sides have a large number of high-level priests participating in the battle, both sides have enough resurrection magic to pull up the corpse.
In order not to give the opponent a chance to resurrect the body, once the target is killed, the head is often cut off and taken away.
As a result, ordinary five-ring resurrection magic cannot pull up the corpse, and more advanced magic can only be used to repair the corpse first.
As for those who can use the magic of five rings or above, they are rare in the upper echelon no matter where they are, and it is impossible to popularize them on a large scale like resurrecting the dead.
Coupled with the tens of thousands of years of racial hatred between the surface elves and the dark elves, the battle was naturally extremely brutal, and there was no such thing as surrender and preferential treatment of prisoners.
However, the team that suddenly appeared out of thin air still surprised both warring parties.
But immediately, Sancho and others used practical actions to prove which side they were on.
They didn't even hesitate for a second and launched an attack on the drow directly.
Although none of them have transformed into killers, the experience accumulated from this trip to the Underdark Region and the improvement in professional level are enough to crush most ordinary dark elf warriors.
In the blink of an eye, three or five teams were killed cleanly.
Upon seeing this, the forest elves immediately realized that these were friendly forces, and their morale was boosted. They tried their best to cut and surround the enemy, trying to annihilate these evil cousins who suddenly appeared from the ground to attack temples and villages.
Aidaron only used magic to help a little at the beginning, and then used teleportation magic to leave this place of trouble and came to the mage tower in Askatra.
Since she had already obtained the teleportation permission, she appeared directly between teleportations.
The constructed golem, which had been waiting here for a long time, immediately opened its mouth and said angrily: "Good afternoon, Ms. Aidalon, welcome to your arrival. The master is now in the upper lounge, please come with me."
"Lead the way."
The ancient silver dragon followed the golem without any fuss, walked through several corridors and stairs and arrived at a room full of animals.
To be precise, it is the "Zuo Si Happy House" with a large number of furry animals.
As for Zuo Si himself, he is currently sitting on the sofa with a colorful tiger on his back. His left hand is touching a white winter wolf without a single hair on its body, and his right hand is touching a black panther, with a lion stepping on his feet.
On the belly, a pair of ferrets are fighting for a piece of steak.
In addition, the tables, chairs, and carpets in the house are covered with animals of all sizes, including many ferocious and extremely aggressive beasts.
But at this moment, these beasts are like tamed pets, lazily staying in place and letting their owners caress and ravage them, without any intention of resisting.
Right in front of Zuo Si, there was a young-looking elf girl standing.
I have to say that this strange picture really refreshed Aidalong’s understanding.
She couldn't believe that a big devil who was well-known in the universe could actually have such an unknown side.
"Ah! You're here. Please sit down for a while. I still have a few words to say to this little girl."
Zuo Si obviously noticed the arrival of the Ancient Silver Dragon, and with a smile, he pointed at the empty chair next to him and made an invitation gesture.
"Thank you."
Aidalong did not refuse, and went straight over to pick up the cat from the chair, put it on his lap and stroked it gently.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but with the soft touch on her palms and the happy meowing of the cat, her originally uneasy mood slowly calmed down.
Zuo Si ignored the silver dragon secretly petting his own pet, and instead asked the elf girl standing in front of him seriously: "Girather Liaton, are you sure you want to embark on this path? You know that there are some
Once things start, there is no way to go back."
"I understand! Following you is my only wish in this life."
The girl knelt down on one knee and held the Moon Blade in both hands, her face full of determination and seriousness.
"Okay, since you insist so much, you will be my second apprentice from today on. But the ugly words are ahead, I have very strict requirements for apprentices."
Zuo Si leaned forward slightly to release a little momentum.
Gerath Liaton resisted the suffocation that hit his face and nodded vigorously: "Understood! I swear, I will never let down your trust and expectations. I will do my best to learn and become better quickly.
Be strong."
"Very good. Now go have something to eat, and then find an empty room in the tower to settle down. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you about magic and swordsmanship."
After saying that, Zuo Si reached out and touched the little guy's head.
"Hmm!"
Seeing that his request was approved, Gerath Liaton suddenly became extremely happy, bent down and bowed, then ran out with the Moon Blade in his arms.
Not long after she walked away, Aidalong couldn't help but ask: "Who is this little elf girl? She is actually qualified to be your apprentice like Sancho!"
"Haha, isn't the surname Liaton enough to remind you of something?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.
"Liadon? Ah! I remembered, they are a branch of the Silver Leaf Family." Aidalong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized. "So what the girl was holding in her arms was a powerful inherited moon.
Blade?"
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"That's right.
She is the only successor of the Moon Blade.
And I also found that her magic qualifications are quite good. Although she can't compare with the Son of God like Sancho, she should have great potential.
What's more, in order to quickly integrate the elves as a race into the West Coast Empire, I need a flag, a person who can reflect the close relationship between me and the elves.
Taking all the above considerations into account, Guilasse naturally became a good choice."
Zuo Si didn't hide anything and openly stated his plan.
After all, through thinking and memory detection spells, he already knew that the elf girl's feelings for him were mixed with attachment, worship and some kind of transfer of family affection.
As long as you cultivate it properly and fully utilize the power of the Moon Blade, you will definitely become a good helper, and at the same time, it can also appease the hearts of the refugees in Sonnisla. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.
"That's it."
Aidalong had a thoughtful look on his face, and then reported directly: "I have brought your disciple and the rest of the team to the underground tunnel of the Elf Temple, which is only one step away from the surface. No.
If something unexpected happens, now that they have taken the forest elf route, they will probably be able to leave for Soldanisla soon."
"Well done. Calculating the time, it's almost just enough time to catch up with Irenicas for the peak showdown. I just don't know where Sancho can go after this battle is over."
When saying this, Zuo Si's tone clearly revealed strong expectations.
"Are you trying to cultivate a new god of murder who will be inclined towards you?" Aidalong probed cautiously.
Zuo Si shook his head meaningfully: "No, I am just training Sancho. As for whether he wants to become a god, it still depends on his own choice. After all, what I can provide is not just the path to becoming a god.
There are many other options.”
Just when Yinlong wanted to continue to ask what "other options" meant, Zuo Si suddenly raised his hand and released a ball of power from Bator Hell, pointed at the opponent's chest and said: "I think after such a long time
Think about it, you should have made up your mind to accept the transformation of this force now, right? After all, only living has everything, and only living has a future."
"Yes, I'm ready."
Aidalong subconsciously put his hand into the pocket he carried with him and gently stroked the precious dragon egg that he spent ten thousand years to obtain.
"Then come with me. This is not a place for purgatory. The dragon power you unleash will scare all my little pets."
With these words blurted out, Zuo Si stood up and drove these pets into the natural wilderness created by magic next door. He took the silver dragon and walked straight towards the deepest part of the Mage Tower underground.
About ten minutes later, an evil and terrifying energy surged out from the ground and quickly swept through the entire lower level of the Mage Tower.
When Aidalong appeared in others' sight again, the iconic long hair had changed from silver to black, and the surface of the fair skin in the elf form was densely covered with strange and mysterious black patterns.
You don’t need to ask to know that this is the result of purgatory.
Especially the vague evil aura and the flickering light in the black pupils make people involuntarily feel awe and fear.
After getting what he wanted, Aidalong didn't stay in the mage tower for too long, and took the dragon eggs directly to the new lair he chose to hatch.
After all, dragon eggs are very delicate.
If there is no suitable environment and careful care, let alone successful hatching, it may directly become a bad egg and a dead egg.