Davian picked up the Blazing Death Sword that fell on the ground and instantly released the astonishing energy contained in it.
Boom!!!!!!
With a loud noise and explosion, his whole body instantly turned into a huge high-temperature fireball and exploded.
After the firelight and heat wave dissipated, whether it was the soldiers guarding the city wall in the distance or other fire giants around them, they could clearly see an incredibly large red flame dragon appearing on the spot.
At this moment, they were finally convinced that Davian in human form was the flaming dragon.
"Hmph! Useless struggle. Do you think you can kill me by turning into a larger dragon?"
Yagasura grinned with a bloodthirsty smile, immediately opened his legs and charged with an agility and speed that was extremely disproportionate to his huge body. He picked up the heavy 4-rune war hammer with both hands and raised it high, aiming at it.
The flaming dragon's head was smashed.
Since he has half the blood of a fire giant, he is not afraid of the flames that constantly generate high temperatures around him.
The next second...
Bang!
The heavy war hammer and the terrifying power beyond the limit smashed the dragon's head on the spot.
I don't know if it was blood or flowing liquid flames, but it splashed three to four meters high, and the area above the eyes was even more pulpy.
If an ordinary giant dragon suffered such injuries, it would basically be considered an apology.
Just when Yagasura fell to the ground and was about to announce to the other fire giant men around him that he had won the battle, he suddenly opened his eyes in disbelief and saw that the destroyed dragon's head was actually in just a few seconds.
A ball of fire suddenly ignited within him, and then he returned to his original form, which was simply a replica of his immortal body just now.
"This...how is this possible?!"
The Son of Baal obviously cannot accept that his proud ability is in the hands of another enemy.
The other fire giants around him had similar reactions.
"Do you think you are the only one in this world who has immortality?"
Davian instantly released a fireball spell on himself to replenish the lost vitality, then moved his half-dragon, half-elemental body a little, and asked in a condescending tone with a slight disdain.
"Fire... element... ah! I understand! Your power comes from some powerful existence in the fire elemental plane, so you can regenerate infinitely in the flame."
Raised by a swamp witch and a priest of Baal, the god of murder, Yagasura obviously cannot be an idiot.
Quite the opposite.
He was quite smart, and he immediately figured out the reason why the Flame Dragon Knight could quickly recover from his injuries, and at the same time, his face began to change from being proud to looking ugly.
Because as a person with immortality, Yagasura knows very well how difficult and disgusting this ability is.
There are many powerful Sons of Baal who were consumed by him until they were exhausted or used up all their spells. In the end, they could only watch in despair as they were smashed into meat pies by war hammers.
What's even worse is that the essence of the opponent's power is the element of fire.
As half a fire giant, he has no other ability to restrain it.
The human mages in the rear who came from afar to join the Fire Giant Legion were able to release some frost magic to restrain this regeneration.
But the problem is that most of those spells are area damage, which will also involve yourself who is also weak.
Although Yagasura has immortality, he will not really be killed by frost magic.
However, his natural fear of cold made him not want to taste that terrible taste at all.
Just when the son of Baal was entangled and hesitant, Davian, who had never known what fear was, took the lead in attacking. He waved his huge dragon claws and pounced on him, instantly knocking the former to the ground and opening his big mouth full of fangs.
Biting one of the arms, he laughed like a madman and said: "Hahahaha! Since we will not be killed easily, let's fight happily and enjoy the fun of fighting! What, you are not afraid, are you?
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"Ahhhhh!!! Damn it! You hurt me! I'm going to tear your body apart! Pry out every tooth in your mouth!"
The severe pain in his arm also made Yagasura become extremely angry. He picked up the war hammer with his other hand and smashed it against the body of the flaming dragon.
Although in terms of body shape, he is just a little boy at "only" four meters tall.
But because he is the Son of God, he does not suffer too much in terms of strength.
Especially after transforming into a super giant killer while fighting, the battle has basically turned into a fight between monsters.
Several fire giants rushed forward to help their leader, but were instantly crushed to death by the rolling flame dragon.
Any place they passed by would be instantly covered in high-temperature flames, forming pools of hot lava.
The two sides fought evenly for dozens of minutes or even hours, and neither could do anything to the other.
Yagasura learned the secret technique of digging out his own heart and roasting it on magic flames from his adoptive mother.
Therefore, he not only has unimaginable protection, spell immunity, and resistance, but also can fully recover in an instant no matter how serious the injury is.
Similarly, Flame Dragon Knight Davian can also continuously restore vitality in any place where the flame element is abundant, and repair his semi-elemental body without any vital points.
He inherited the power of the Prince of Fire Elements, giving him unlimited use of fireballs, firewalls and an ability similar to a flame aura.
Unless the gods themselves take action, it is difficult for ordinary physical and magical attacks to cause devastating damage at once.
To put it bluntly, these two guys are both human shields with high health and defense, and also have powerful recovery capabilities.
Without a few days or even weeks of consumption, it is impossible to determine the winner.
Moreover, it is difficult for outsiders to get involved in a competition of this level.
So after observing for a while, the other fire giants and the human mages, warriors, and priests who joined them avoided the area and rushed towards the city wall of Saraduxu again.
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They obviously feel that Yagasura can contain the enemy's most powerful combat force, and with their own racial superiority and impact, they can take over this city ruled by weak humans in minutes.
But unfortunately, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny.
Knowing that Saradux was at the forefront of the decisive battle with the Sons of Baal, Zuo Si deployed a considerable number of arcane spellcasters here.
The huge tower in the center of the city even holds up a protective shield composed of a hemispherical force field to resist those boulders falling from the sky.
Most civilians have long been brought here for resettlement and refuge, and there is no need to worry about threats to their life safety.
The only regret is that their houses located outside the force field protection have to resign themselves to their fate.
If you are unlucky and get hit by a huge boulder falling from the sky, basically all the belongings inside will be scrapped together. There is no luck at all.
Of course, for the imperial bureaucrats sent to rule, this terrible war was not entirely a bad thing.
As the saying goes, if the old doesn't go away, the new won't come.
The more crowded and unplanned cluttered buildings are destroyed, the smoother their plan to renovate Saradush will be implemented, and they can save a lot of money for acquiring land. It's like killing two birds with one stone.
Moreover, you can win the hearts of the people by providing cheap rental houses through post-war reconstruction, leaving a good mark on your resume and laying a solid foundation for future assessment and promotion.
The reason why these guys are so utilitarian lies in the long-standing tradition of slavery in the Kalingshan area and the deep-rooted way of thinking of the upper elite ruling class that does not regard civilians as human beings.
Even after all the slaves were emancipated and the West Coast Empire was established, their overall views did not change much.
Everything we do is just to achieve those quantitative indicators in order to keep climbing up in the new power system.
After all, the biggest difference between a mature bureaucracy and the past when aristocrats and wealthy businessmen controlled everything is that power cannot be hereditary through inheritance.
Although my parents, who are high-ranking officials, can provide a relatively high starting point and impart experience, in the end, I have to rely on my own talent and hard work to pass through many screenings and become a master.
Just when the bureaucrats regarded the siege of the Fire Giant Legion as a good opportunity to improve their political performance, a short and thin figure suddenly appeared above the city gate, opening his arms and performing dazzling and complex spell-casting movements.
Accompanied by the sound of chanting incantations, a biting coldness that could not be described in words suddenly made the charging fire giants outside the city wall shiver involuntarily.
Before they could even react to what was happening, strange conditions of ice and snow suddenly appeared in a huge area within a few hundred meters.
The cold wind that hit his face made the fire giant shiver in just a few seconds. Due to the ultra-low temperature, his hair and beard were frozen into hard lumps of ice, and they would break immediately if touched even slightly.
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As for the humans, orcs, orcs and hobgoblins who joined the fire giant army, they were basically quickly frozen into running ice sculptures in less than ten seconds.
You must know that this is Kalinshan, which is famous for its hot and rainy weather. It is located in the south of the west coast of the Faerûn continent. Most people don't need to wear warm clothes in their lifetime. They only need to wear a linen shirt or silk robe outside. So when a large-scale severe cold hit, they had no ability to resist at all.
Except for some mages who responded quickly and blessed themselves with spells to resist cold damage, the rest were almost wiped out within this round.
Only a small number of fire giants with relatively high professional levels and relatively tenacious vitality turned around immediately after realizing that something was wrong, and then successfully escaped from the influence of ultra-low temperature and saved their lives.
As the fire subspecies among giants, all cold energy damage can cause them a lot of extra damage.
Therefore, anyone who runs a little slower is now frozen in place, and can only helplessly feel the temperature of his body getting lower and lower until he completely loses consciousness and freezes to death.
There is no doubt that this is a very typical legendary magic - winter.
Its biggest feature is that it creates a large area of extremely low temperatures of over hundreds of degrees Celsius, just like the polar regions, and is accompanied by violent snowstorms, causing creatures in the area to quickly lose their temperature and die.
Although the coverage area is not large, the area covered by the magic core area is only a few hundred meters in radius.
But it lasts for a full twenty hours, and can continue to spread to the surrounding area, forming an area of several kilometers or even ten kilometers in radius.
You don't need to ask to know that the person who performed this legendary magic was none other than Sancho, who was assigned to Saladux to cooperate with David.
Along with the death of a large number of creatures, the divine power in his body began to grow, expand, and boil at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding a cold temperament unique to the Son of Baal.
After all, even a person who is originally kind-hearted will gradually become hard-hearted after watching dramas of betrayal, killing and death happening around him all day long.
Just like soldiers on the battlefield, when they first see a bloody corpse, whether it is one's own or the enemy's, they will subconsciously feel fear and fear.
But as time goes by and the body's protective mechanism is turned on, they will quickly adapt, become numb, and even enjoy the excitement and pleasure brought by killing, destruction and plunder.
What's more, those killed this time were basically fire giants and mercenaries who joined the fire giant army in order to plunder Saraduxu's wealth.
Just when Sancho's pupils were flashing with a cold light that was colder than the legendary magic, and he was about to rush down to cooperate with Davian and directly annihilate this legion without any further trouble, a force that was so powerful that he couldn't resist tightened.
The soul is imprisoned.
Instantly!
Under the influence of this power, he transcended the constraints of body and plane and suddenly appeared in the independent space that he had transformed in the kingdom of Baal, the god of murder.
Just a second later, a mysterious voice like singing a hymn sounded in my ears.
"Welcome, Son of God, I have been waiting for you for a long time.
You have crossed the limits of mortals and are embarking on a sacred and great path of immortality.
And I will serve as a guide to help you understand yourself and ensure that you can fulfill your responsibilities immediately after becoming a true god."
Following the voice, Sancho saw a female angel with eyes shining with golden light like a god, standing under a sycamore tree not far away, with a smile as warm and kind as the spring breeze on her face. p>
Blazing God Attendant!
He immediately recognized the other party's identity.
Since he had met Nimedona, the goddess of nature, more than once before, the boy had a good understanding of this creature that also possessed divinity and power comparable to that of a demigod.
I just don’t understand why the other person appears in his evil father’s country.
In addition, I don’t know if it is an illusion, but Sancho always feels that the blazing god in front of him seems to be even more powerful, just like a real god, and his every move contains unimaginable majesty and power.
"Who are you?"
Sancho took a deep breath to force himself to stay calm, and at the same time cautiously explored.
"As the messenger of fate and gods, I have existed since before the first thread of fate was woven.
And you, the Son of God, are standing at the crossroads of destiny.
The divine light has now awakened in the bodies of all the sons of Baal.
Some of you have even ignited the spark of divinity and gained the power of quasi-gods or even demigods.
This is too dangerous for mortals in the material world.
Even just one battle can lead to the death of thousands of people and cause huge damage to the environment and landscape.
By the order of His Majesty Io, the Supreme God, from this moment on, the power of all Sons of Baal will be restricted to a certain extent.
You can continue to use those divine powers that transcend mortals, but the scope of the impact in the material world will be greatly reduced."
The Chitian Divine Attendant expressed his intention in a very simple and direct manner.
"So you are here to inform me on behalf of the gods, especially the God of Gods Io, that my divine power will be restricted in the future?"
Sancho raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Not long ago, he was still thinking about when the gods would choose to intervene as the sons of Baal became more and more powerful.
But I didn’t expect that what was supposed to come in just a few days has already arrived.
Chitian Divine Attendant shook his head gently: "No, Son of God.
My responsibility is not only to inform, but also to supervise and ensure that the entire process is within control.
In addition, I will also teach all the sons of Baal who have won their own destiny how to correctly understand the divine essence in their bodies and their subconscious understanding of themselves.
Becoming a qualified god is not as simple as you think, just kill all the other brothers and sisters, seize all the power Baal left in this world, and then inherit the Blood Throne.
God represents absolute free will without external interference, and the endless pursuit of a certain idea and sole goal.
If you cannot do this, you cannot be called a god even if you gain the corresponding power.
It’s like you are unable to give up your mortal body and completely spiritualize yourself now.”
"Sorry, I have no intention of becoming the new God of Murder." Sancho suddenly interrupted.
"Whether you want to become a god or not is your choice and has nothing to do with me.
But I must fulfill my responsibility and teach you the knowledge you must master.
I am an observer, supervisor, and educator, representing absolute neutrality.
I will not interfere, let alone participate in it.
When you defeat a powerful enemy and win your destiny, I will appear again.
Goodbye, Son of God.
I hope you can persist in the cruel battle until the end."
After saying these words, Chitian Divine Attendant bowed gracefully, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared from the place.
And Sancho was instantly sent back from the kingdom of Baal to the battlefield of Saradux by a force.
At the moment when the whole person had not had time to come back to his senses, a strong sense of crisis suddenly gave rise to courage from the bottom of his heart.
He quickly turned his head and looked behind him, only to find a pair of sharp and fascinating eyes staring at him in the dark corner under the city wall.
The owner of the eyes crossed his fingers to signal "Follow me", and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Sancho quickly used the corner of his eye to glance at the fire giants and mercenaries outside the city wall who had been frightened by the terrifying lethality of the legendary magic and did not dare to attack again. After confirming that there was no need to worry about the safety of the city in the short term, he jumped
He jumped from a high place and chased after her.
After passing through several alleys and ruins of buildings, he finally saw the true face of the mysterious man, a hooded monk wearing an ascetic robe.
Just when he wanted to ask about the other party's identity, origin and purpose, the monk suddenly showed a very strange smile and asked directly: "I think you have just met the blazing god who claims to be the messenger of the gods.
, right?"
"Are you also a son of Baal?!"
Sancho's pupils suddenly dilated, and he immediately raised his vigilance and alert level to the highest level.
Because among all the sons of Baal encountered so far, except for Imoen and Aberdare, every one of them basically came here to kill him.
"Relax, I'm not your enemy, at least not yet.
In addition, I can also tell you clearly that my name is Balthazar and I am also one of the Five Descendants.
But don’t worry, I’m not of the same mind as them, and I’ve never pried into the evil and filthy power of the Throne of Blood.
There is only one thing I want to do.
That is to erase all the bloodlines left by Baal, the God of Murder, in this world and completely destroy his ambition to be resurrected."
After saying that, Balthazar took off his hood to reveal that his forehead, face and neck were densely covered with talismans used to suppress Baal's power.
Sancho just glanced at it and was shocked by this scene that could not be described in words.
He could not believe at all that there would be a son of Baal in this world who could resist the temptation of divine power, completely abandon the gift from the god's father, and perfectly seal it with only his own will and strength.
"It seems that you already believe what I said. This is good and can avoid a lot of unnecessary suspicion and suspicion."
A faint smile appeared on Balthazar's face, and he pointed in the direction outside the city wall and said to himself: "You should have seen the immortal body possessed by Yagasura.
As far as I know, this is a very mysterious and powerful secret technique, derived from ancient natural magic.
The first person to use it was the famous swamp witch-Niali.
Later, for some unknown reasons, this crazy old woman chose to serve Baal, the god of murder, and became a high-level priest.
What’s even more interesting is that Niali is also Yagasura’s adoptive mother.
So as long as you can find this swamp witch, you will naturally be able to figure out how Yagasura obtained immortality and how to crack it."
"You want to use my hand to kill Yagasura?"
Sancho raised his head and asked in an uncertain tone.
"That's right. My goal is to kill all the Sons of Baal, even myself.
If you can do this successfully, then I will provide you with information about Xander and Abazige again.
Anyway, keep working hard.
Hope your performance is as good as someone promised.
Otherwise, I will have to do it myself."
With the last word blurted out, Balthazar jumped over the city wall with ease and disappeared into the distant woods at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.
Two fire giants who were cutting down trees to build siege equipment discovered him and wanted to intercept him.
As a result, he was instantly killed by the legendary monk with one punch and one kick.
Especially the fist with supernatural magical power, which exploded the huge body of the fire giant with one blow, turning it into pieces of meat flying in the sky. The effect was simply more exaggerated than the effect of a magic war hammer hitting the body.
Sancho, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, felt his scalp numb, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Is this the power possessed by the Five Descendants? As an enemy, it is really scary. It seems that I must take the next step
Only by setting off to find the swamp witch Niali can we find a way to kill Yagasura."
While he was talking, he returned to the city wall again, turned his attention to the two people who were still fighting furiously with fists to the flesh and blood everywhere, and then began to use prophecy magic to detect Niali's position.
On the other side of the battlefield, Melisan, who had betrayed Barr and wanted to become a god herself, was also secretly admiring the war she had started. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, showing a smile of success, and her hands clenched tightly.
He growled excitedly: "That's right! That's right! That's it!
Let go of your hands and feet and fight to your heart's content!
Only when you are all dead can I get the key to the Blood Throne and obtain the sacred power contained within.
Yagasura is just the beginning.
I also need to introduce more external forces to completely push this killing feast to a climax."
There is no doubt that this woman with the power of a demigod could no longer hold back the restlessness in her heart and stepped forward to seize the throne she had been planning for many years.
But what Melissa didn't know was that when she was spying on the throne of the God of Murder, someone else was also eyeing her.
Zuo Si, who had just returned from other time and space, was holding a black-covered book he got from Lao Long. He stared at Melisan's back from a distance, touched his chin and exclaimed with interest: "It's really excellent.
Experimental materials.
I was originally thinking about where to find a lone demigod to try, but I didn't expect that there was one ready-made right in front of me.
According to Nicol Bolas, creating an immortal evil god is actually to kill it first, and then inject massive black mana to reverse the god's most sacred essence, making it inevitably turn to death.
Then control it through powerful spells and spark-generated connections.
With my current planeswalker level, I might be a little reluctant to attack a real demigod.
But it would be much easier if it was a fake."
You don't need to ask to know that the book in Zuo Si's hand records all kinds of vicious methods designed to deal with gods.
This includes, but is not limited to, brainwashing and controlling the gods born in the world by influencing and changing the mana core of time and space;
Dozens of ways to kill gods, as well as hundreds of magic spells that may be needed;
How to make and forge weapons that kill gods;
The specific process of transforming a god into an eternal evil god.
Anyway, Nicol Bolas has rich experience in dealing with gods, and has summed up more than one set of techniques and methods.
Although these contents may not be completely applicable in the universe where the planet Toril is located, they at least provide a lot of inspiration and ideas.
What's more, until the end, Melisan was not recognized as a goddess by the blazing attendant sent by the god Io.
This also means that although she temporarily gained power comparable to that of a demigod, she did not completely retreat from her mortal body and become a pure spiritual being, so she is not considered a complete god.
Zuo Si feels that with his current spark level, such a half-baked transformation should be just at the passing line.
Whether it can be successful if replaced by a real demigod is probably a big question mark.
Just when he was about to use teleportation magic to return to the Mage Tower to sort out the gains of his short journey across time and space, the God of Nature suddenly appeared out of thin air, knelt on one knee and presented a ring with dazzling light under the magic vision to his hands.
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"Father, this is the Ring of Mythryn that you asked me to look for. I have found it."
"So fast? Didn't you encounter any obstacles or troubles?"
Zuo Si took the ring in surprise and felt the magical power contained in this artifact.
Nimedona shook her head slightly: "No, everything went smoothly.
Except for a few hunting masters of the beast god Mara who want to capture it, there is no obstacle at all.
After I gave them a little lesson, these people quickly gave up and ran away.
The most important thing is that I found a seal deep in the forest, and it is likely that the last incarnation of the Elf Mystical God—Mysrien Seret—sleeps inside."
"Oh? What's the current status of that seal?"
Zuo Si showed a very interested expression.
Because he knew that the god Mysrien Seret was different from other elven gods who liked to pursue happiness. He was a rather eccentric and withdrawn god. He was called the protector and the guardian of the myth lock by the elves.
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In Faerun, very few elves would choose to believe in this god.
Even those high elf mages who used his power to create large-scale mythical locks to protect the city are no exception.
Nimedona answered without thinking: "The seal is well hidden and well preserved, with no trace of damage.
And I can feel that it contains the power of another god.
If it is destroyed forcibly, it will most likely attract the attention of the god, or even descend into incarnation.
What, are you planning to release the last incarnation of the Mysterious God in Faerûn?”
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, of course not.
Even if I wanted to release the incarnation of Mythryn Seret, I wouldn't be stupid enough to do it myself.
Instead, they will reveal the news to the elves on Everlasting Island and let these pointy-eared people solve it themselves.
Compared to this, I am more interested in this artifact ring."
After that, Zuo Si lifted up the ring, which exuded the unique craftsmanship of elves from head to toe and was so exquisite that it looked like a work of art.
Its main structure is not any known metal or other material, but a substance that is obviously shaped out of thin air by divine power. The overall structure shows an obsidian-like quality, and the surface is dotted with countless light spots like stars in the night sky.
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If you look carefully, you will find that every point of light is a gem containing amazing divine power.
It is these gems that give the ring the power to create and eliminate mystery.
And there is no need to pay any price, and there is no need to get the permission of Mysrien Seret.
Because the artifact itself is equivalent to half an incarnation without thought and consciousness.
After wearing it, regardless of whether you believe in the Elf God of Mysteries or not, you will automatically gain all the abilities of his exclusive priest, the Seeker.
The first item is to give a piece of armor an additional protective deflection field based on the priest's level. It can be used once a day and lasts for one minute each time;
The second item is to be able to perceive the existence of the Mystery Lock, and identify and identify the specific effect of the Mystery Lock when the priest level reaches LV5;
The third item is that when the level reaches LV7, you can use a magic effect similar to [Shifting Cloak] once a day to avoid the opponent's attack that is sure to hit;
The fourth item is that if the priest level reaches LV10, he can cast [Mystery Lock Technique] once a day, and compile and modify the existing myth locks and a series of other operations. If he reaches LV14, he can use it twice a day;
The fifth item is that if the priest level reaches LV12, he can be immune to the damaging effects of the Corruption Mystery, and can also obtain the secondary power of protective magic, and additionally obtain some spells of the faction;
The last thing is that you can get additional power blessings when fighting against Maura, Mask and Talos' priests.
As for the ring itself, it doubles the duration of protection magic, gains additional false health, and is immune to all mystery lock effects. Each level can additionally cast protection arcane magic and enchantment field magic and other abilities once a day. It is absolutely suitable.
Achieving the quality of a high-level artifact.
The scariest part is that this ring is just a semi-finished product.
Mysrien Seret was plotted by three evil gods at the most critical moment of making the ring, and ultimately failed to complete this masterpiece.
Otherwise, this artifact ring alone is equivalent to an incarnation of him.
Except for followers of Mara, anyone can wear the Ring of Mythryn and gain power from it, without any other messy side effects or restrictions.
I have to say that this God of Mystery Locks is really quite generous.
Of course, it does not rule out that he did not have time to add that only his own believers, priests, or mortals whose race is elves can use it.
After understanding the powerful power of the artifact, Zuo Si took off a spell storage ring without hesitation and put the Ring of Mysrien on the little finger of his left hand.
Instantly!
A large amount of knowledge about myth locks flooded into my mind like a tide.
Now, as long as he is willing, he can convert his priest level into a priest exclusive to the original owner of the artifact at any time - the Seeker.
It took more than ten minutes for Zuo Si to wake up from the ocean of knowledge. He stared at the dim light emitted by the ring. After a long time, he sighed slightly: "It turns out that the elves used the mysterious lock in Faerun."
, is to build a local area network of your own based on the existing magic network.
Reshape the magical power of a large area by constructing new underlying rules.
Its principle is the same as that of elven high magic, both derived from the elven god Corellon.
If non-elven races want to use this power, they must obtain this person's permission, otherwise those amazingly powerful magic rituals will not take effect.
However, the high elves' magical rituals cannot be used, which does not mean that you cannot build your own mystery lock.
The mad mage Halaster Blackrobe should have borrowed a lot of the characteristics of Elven Mystique, and successfully created the Earthly Mystery City based on the existing magic network.
Interesting!
It’s so much fun!
Moreover, the construction of the Mystery Lock is not to squeeze out the original magical power of the world, but to integrate into it and become part of the natural cycle..."
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"Father, are you okay?"
Nimedona's tone was obviously worried.
"Of course it's okay. I'm fine. I just suddenly solved a problem that had been bothering me for a long time. I'm a little excited mentally and emotionally." Zuo Si licked his lips subconsciously and explained.
"Excited?"
The God of Nature blinked his eyes in confusion.
"Yes. The knowledge this artifact ring has given me is far more valuable than the power it possesses. Let's go back to the Mage Tower to organize and record all these contents, and then conduct a series of experiments.
Verify."
After that, Zuo Si took Nimedona's hand and directly used teleportation magic to disappear.
For a planeswalker who is thirsty for knowledge and power, there is nothing more satisfying than solving a problem that has troubled him for a long time.
Especially the light bursting out of his pupils made all the creatures living in the mage tower feel fear and fear.
Within a few hours, the residents of Ascatra experienced an unprecedented excitement.
First, at noon, when the sun was bright in the sky, it suddenly became pitch black, and you couldn't even see anything half a meter away.
But this state only lasted for a second and then returned to its original state instantly.
Following more than 2,000 people in the city who uttered a specific syllable, they immediately lifted their feet off the ground and flew hundreds of meters into the air.
Many ordinary residents who were frightened even peed their pants on the spot and staged a small-scale "artificial rainfall" for pedestrians below.
In addition, some residents in the city found that matches and even magic could not light the stove when cooking at a certain period of time.
The most terrifying thing is that in the evening, millions or even tens of millions of rats, cockroaches, flies and mosquitoes suddenly pour out from various exits of the sewers, and a black mass swarms out of the city.
The overwhelming horrific scene made even the female paladin, who was said to be fearless, unable to help but scream like a frightened little girl.
Although some of the unlucky ones who were crawled over by cockroaches and mice did not suffer any physical damage, their spirits were severely damaged. They curled up in a ball and shivered for several hours, and were accompanied by unstoppable nausea and vomiting.
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Even if the priest casts a calming magic, it cannot return it to normal.
In order to find out the cause of the matter, the temples in the city, the paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart, the dark guards of the Bane Church, the city hall, the Masked Mage Guild, the judicial system and other institutions joined together to form a powerful investigation team.<
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It's a pity that after two or three days of investigation, no suspicious clues were found.
You don't need to ask to know that these strange situations that happened in Ascatla are all "little accidents" caused by Zuo Si's research and attempt to construct the mystery lock.
After all, the goal of Mysuo is to cover a city or even a country on a large scale.
Considering the location of the Mage Tower, the Capital of Gold Coins naturally became the subject of the experiment.
The sudden change from day to night is the result of banning all light in the rules;
As for those ordinary people who gained the ability to fly with their feet off the ground, they accidentally triggered the password to activate magical flight, resulting in being blessed with the three-ring magic flight skill;
The inability to light the stove while cooking is a mystery. The rules prohibiting the burning of flames are in effect, mainly to activate fire extinguishing in the event of a large-scale fire in the city;
In contrast, expelling pests such as rats, cockroaches, flies and mosquitoes is to improve sanitary conditions and prevent residents from getting sick or even dying from bacteria and viruses.
As for those unlucky ones who were accidentally affected and suffered mental damage during the process of expelling pests, they can only rely on time to slowly recover.
Anyway, an experience like this is almost 100% likely to leave a lifelong psychological shadow...