The Palace of Knowledge, the kingdom of Ogma, the great god of knowledge, is also the place that countless careerists, scholars, mages and smart people most desire to visit.
Because the endless libraries here record all kinds of knowledge they dream of, as well as countless secrets that have been lost in the long river of time.
If you are lucky enough to be interviewed and given guidance by Ogma himself, it will mean unimaginable wealth for any mortal.
After all, the power possessed by the God of Knowledge is not only the existing knowledge itself, but also the inspiration that constitutes the source of knowledge.
And this is often far more rare and precious than knowledge itself.
In other words, the most powerful thing about Ogma is that he can induce a person to transform immature ideas and fleeting sparks of inspiration into some kind of creativity, and then give birth to new knowledge.
Therefore, whenever he encounters a problem that he cannot solve or is uncertain about, Zuo Si will always come here as soon as possible to seek help from his closest ally.
At this moment, he stood in front of the other party and waited patiently for the God of Knowledge to fiddle with the gem made from the fragments of the Star God.
Obviously, Ogma is using his own divine power and knowledge to observe and analyze this thing.
Judging from the strange light shining in his eyes, he is obviously quite interested.
To be precise, everything that is unknown and has never been seen before makes him excited and curious.
After all, this strong feeling comes from divinity.
For a god, nothing makes them happier than discovering new things within the scope of their vocation.
This is why Zuo Si is warmly welcomed by the God of Knowledge every time he comes.
In particular, the huge comprehensive laboratory in Mutahar Floating City, which is run by Jinji Tasha, is simply a huge knowledge and technology creation center in Ogma's eyes, with countless research results of various sizes being produced every day.
If he wasn't afraid of touching Zuo Si's sensitive nerves, he would have wanted to send an avatar to stay there permanently, record all the knowledge and store it in his own country's private library.
Because for the God of Knowledge, research institutions like this are like the relationship between the "Happy House" and Zuo Si, both of which can bring extremely pleasant spiritual enjoyment.
As the divine power analyzed and structured the fragments of the Star God, it took two or three hours before Ogma commented with great interest: "A very, very interesting life form. It allowed me to see the vastness and scope of the multiverse.
The possibilities are endless. But do you know what this thing reminds me of?"
"What do you think of?"
Zuo Si asked very cooperatively.
"Aragami, also known as primitives or primitive gods by mortals, are the first beings to gain self-awareness at the birth of the universe.
They share many similarities with the Star Gods you mentioned.
For example, its power as a source is anchored in something that ordinary people cannot understand. Another example is that it does not rely on the beliefs of mortals to obtain power. There is also no sense of good and evil or morality, and it depends entirely on personal preferences.
act.
Of course, the difference is that the essence of the Aragami still does not exceed the category of god-like power. With the power you possess, you can completely kill them, or even use shimmering oil to complete them.
But the Star God obviously has untouchable characteristics.
Although I don’t know exactly how those races called Necrons killed one of the Star Gods named Llandogol the Skinned, and how they turned the other Star Gods into fragments and sealed them away.
.
But what is certain is that this must involve some underlying rules that only exist in that universe.
So if you want to fight one of the C'tans and capture it, you first need to understand what this rule is and how to use it.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful the incarnation of Shuoyou becomes, it may be difficult to restrain these powerful god-like life forms.
If you force a war, there is a high probability that it will turn into a fruitless mutual consumption, and then your other enemies in that universe will seize the opportunity."
Ogma bluntly stated his point of view and at the same time handed back the Star God fragment in his hand.
"You mean you don't suggest that I immediately start the plan to capture the complete Star God?"
Zuo Si caught the gem made from the fragments of the Star God and showed a thoughtful expression.
The God of Knowledge nodded very simply: "Yes, because your chances of winning are really not high.
I suggest you start with those Star Gods that have been shattered.
First, obtain more information about them by studying the fragments, and then combine the abilities with the incarnation of Shimmering Oil by stripping away their consciousness.
When the power of the incarnation of Shuoyou reaches or approaches the level of a complete Star God, then attack the real Star God.
In addition, I also suggest that you should talk to the Necron and obtain the secret of their original defeat of the Star God through trade.
After all, as a planeswalker and arch-devil with endless resources, knowledge and technology, I think no one can refuse your offer."
Contact and trade with the Necron?
As this thought surged from the bottom of his heart, a well-known name among "Hammers" suddenly appeared in Zuo Si's mind - "Endless One" Trazin.
As the most famous collector in the Warhammer universe, the King of Figures, and the curator of the Solemnath Art Museum, he can be said to be relatively friendly among the Necron race, and can basically talk to anyone.
Come.
Whether it is Belisarius Cawl, the great sage of the Cult of Mechanicus, Robert Guilliman as the original body, or Vashtor, the former Chaos demigod...
He was nicknamed the "Silver Skull Chapter Master Trazin" because he made many deals with humans to help the Empire tide over difficulties.
The most important thing is that as soon as this guy appears, the painting style will immediately become cheerful.
Although his fighting ability is a bit poor, his personality is also a bit funny, and he also has a strong collecting habit. He often even goes to other people's homes to steal or forcibly capture the collections he is interested in.
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Of course, if possible, he would also like to make the "King of Figures" his own.
It's a pity that this guy has a very cautious character. He usually sends a mechanical clone to go out for operations, and will not let the main body show up easily. Moreover, there is currently no way to avoid being affected by the subspace and coming to the main body.
Ogma obviously noticed the look on Zuo Si's face, and immediately said with a smile: "Ah, it seems you already have an idea, doesn't it?"
The latter also nodded with a smile: "Yes, I think I have found a suitable candidate for the transaction. But whether he is willing to hand over such a secret involving the entire race is still unknown."
"Then I wish you in advance that you can get what you want as soon as possible.
In addition, remember to send me news as soon as possible about any new discoveries and progress.
I can't wait to record them all and keep them in the library.
After all, I haven’t encountered such interesting knowledge in a long time.”
When he said these words, Ogma's eyes showed naked and undisguised expectation.
Since becoming an ally with Zuo Si, his private library has added more books in the past few years than in the past thousands or even tens of thousands of years combined.
This undoubtedly makes the God of Knowledge feel unprecedentedly happy, and at the same time, when he selectively spreads this knowledge, his influence among certain mortals in the material plane will be greatly increased.
As for good and evil, order and chaos, it is no problem at all for him who is absolutely neutral.
In this regard, the views and positions of Ogema and Zuo Si are almost completely consistent, and there is no disagreement at all.
To a certain extent, they are simply like-minded friends.
"no problem.
As soon as I get the secrets about the C'tan from the Necron, I will share them with you.
If there's nothing else, I'll take the first step.
You know, I've been very busy lately."
After saying that, Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, intending to turn around and leave.
But before he could activate the interdimensional teleportation magic, Ogma suddenly shouted from behind: "Wait! If I remember correctly, one of your descendants killed a ghost prince not long ago.
Bar?"
"That's right. What, Telamant? Is Tanshur planning to take revenge?"
Zuo Si asked back with a joking expression.
It is not difficult to see from his attitude that he does not take the City of Shadows seriously at all.
After all, without the support of Shar, the goddess of night, the so-called Netheril Empire is just an ordinary floating city.
With the terrifying power possessed by Graya, the Prince of Darkness who has awakened the Planeswalker Spark, he can perform a show of tearing apart the floating city with his bare hands.
"you are right.
The City of Shadows has recently begun to gather strength to the south of the Ainook Desert.
The number of Bedai barbarian troops alone reached more than 10,000.
There are also a large number of mages, priests and warlocks.
If nothing else, they should be planning to attack Tifanton, an important border town that had just been recaptured by the Kingdom of Cormyr.
If it were just a mortal army, it wouldn't be worth the fuss.
But I found some unusual smells in the things transported in Shadow City."
With that said, Ogma handed a sealed small box to Zuo Si.
Zuo Si opened it without saying anything, only to find a piece of thick and constantly surging black mud. He immediately frowned and asked in an uncertain tone: "What is this?"
"Have you ever heard of the Lost Seven?"
Ogma did not answer immediately, but asked another question.
"Of course. I think anyone who knows something about the history of Faerûn will be familiar with the Seven Lost Gods."
Zuo Si replied in the affirmative without hesitation.
In fact, the "Lost Seven Gods" is just a collective name, and there is huge controversy over which specific members are.
Some scholars believe that the angry god Prim and the nightmare snake Dendel are members of the Lost Seven Gods;
Others believe that the Lost Seven Gods refer to the seven people who retained part of the power through various methods when the Grand Arcanist Karsus stole the power of the first-generation Magic Goddess, although most of them succeeded in their spells.
He was completely dead in an instant.
However, the current mainstream view favors the former rather than the latter.
Ogma nodded slightly and continued: "Since you know the Seven Lost Gods, you must have heard of Prim's Heart of the Mire, right?
That was the first divine power that the three gods of death successfully killed when they were still mortals.
In this black mud, I felt his power."
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard these words: "So Telamant wants to use a god of waste who has been dead for who knows how many years to deal with Greia?
Use god-like power to defeat god-like power?
Are you sure there's nothing wrong with his brain?
Or doesn’t he know that sometimes the gap between divine power and divine power may be wider than the gap between gods and mortals?”
"Haha, if just Prim is certainly not enough to threaten your heirs. But the question is, what if this Prim has been distorted and strengthened by divine power?"
Ogma squinted his eyes and stared straight at the black mud in the box.
"You mean...Shar?"
Zuo Si directly poured the black mud into his palm, trying to feel the remaining divine power in it through the planeswalker sparks.
As a person who is very sensitive to energy, he can distinguish the residual divine power or energy attributes from any item.
But it is a pity that there is no divine power in the black mud except the cold negative energy.
Just when Zuo Si felt strange about this, Ogma explained meaningfully: "Don't waste your efforts, you can't find any divine power from it. Because if I were Shar, I wouldn't use it easily.
Injecting your own divine power into the body of an Aragami will leave too many clues for the enemy, but they will choose to influence and distort his essence through your own priesthood."
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Zuo Si's eyes showed confusion and confusion.
Because the goddess of the night had inconsistent attitude towards Greia before.
You must know that Shar is not that crazy person like Cyric.
Although she is dark, evil, selfish, and cruel, her behavior is quite logical and coherent, and she will never do anything that changes from day to day.
Ogma shook his head slightly: "Don't ask me, I don't know either.
To be precise, no one can guess the thoughts of this ancient dark goddess.
But what is certain is that she has set her sights on your heir and is trying to pull him into her arms.
I think you need to be a little more vigilant.
Also, you'd better be careful in the ongoing war between the orc pantheon, the earth spirit pantheon, and the spider goddess Lolth.
I have a hunch that since Shar can bring these guys together, he will definitely not let you win so easily."
But Zuo Si responded indifferently: "Please don't worry, I have reached an agreement with the Elf God System and the Dwarf God System, and I have also spread a lot of eyes on Faerun and the material plane, no matter what the other party has
None of the movements are hidden from my eyes."
After saying this, he bowed slightly to express his gratitude to the God of Knowledge, and then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.
Ogma stood there with the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Those little guys you summoned are not just eyeliners, they are already including Toril, the bottomless abyss
It caused quite a stir in many places including the Shura Field."
…
At the same time, far away in the Dragon's Spine Mountains to the north of Zhentil Castle on the Moon Sea, Thrall and the orc tribe he led had just walked out of the dangerous dark area and had successfully arrived at the endless military grassland.
Looking at this land that was neither barren nor rich, and inhabited by a large number of barbarian tribes, all the orcs breathed a sigh of relief.
Because they know that the most dangerous time has passed.
The next thing to do is to obtain enough livestock from the locals through trade, war and plunder, and then occupy a land with abundant water and grass to start building your own home.
Of course, the reason why the orc tribe was able to pass through the Underdark so quickly was actually with the help of the mind flayers.
Although they don't know why these monsters that feed on the brains of intelligent creatures want to help them.
Only Thrall understands that the mind flayers and the super mastermind behind them are actually all taking orders from Zuo Si.
The purpose is also very simple, which is to protect this tribe that has escaped the control of the orc gods to the greatest extent, so that it can have the opportunity to grow and gradually tear apart the entire orc pantheon, and finally destroy Gruumsh, his lieutenants, wives, and children.
Expelled from the planet Toril.
But this is obviously not an easy thing.
Especially after learning about the terrifying power and authority possessed by the gods in this world, Thrall knew that being exposed would mean facing the wrath of the orc gods.
At that time, all the orcs and half-orcs in the entire plane will become his enemies.
Therefore, he must seize the time to establish a stable rear, and then use it as a base to continuously expand outwards, absorbing as many small tribes as possible, and form a new culture and belief.
The Rongma Grassland is obviously the most important first step in the entire plan.
Just when Thrall was thinking about what identity and excuse he wanted to use to enter the Rongma Grassland, an orc scout suddenly ran over from a distance and reported loudly and breathlessly: "Chief, we found a human barbarian tribe. They probably
There are about 500 people, including about 130 adult warriors."
"Barbarian tribe?"
Sal was obviously stunned for a moment.
Because he obviously didn't expect that he would encounter local residents immediately after coming out of the Dragon's Spine Mountains.
You must know that Rongma Grassland is not an unclaimed land.
When the armies of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim passed through this area in 1352 DR, the local barbarian tribes united to attack them.
If this is the attitude towards the overlord of the Moon Sea, there is no need for other outsiders to say more.
Almost all intruders will be expelled indiscriminately by the barbarian tribes without exception, and the xenophobic attribute is almost full.
So after briefly weighing the gains and losses, Thrall quickly made his own judgment. He picked up the heavy hammer of destruction and ordered the guards around him: "Gather the soldiers immediately. We must launch a surprise attack before they can react and solve the problem quickly."
fighting."
"As you command!"
The young orc warrior hurriedly clenched his fists and beat his chest hard, then ran back, shouting in orc language as he ran.
After a while, three to four hundred fully armed soldiers were assembled.
Thrall, who had already established a strong personal prestige, didn't even say a word of nonsense, and directly led these people into the completely defenseless barbarian tribe.
With just one confrontation, he killed all those who dared to take up arms to resist, and then unceremoniously packed up all their property, including the prisoners, and took them away.
In this way, the orc tribe marched northeast along the Rongma Grassland, and with their advantages in numbers, equipment and discipline, they swept away all the barbarian tribes along the way.
By the time they arrived at Illingur, the easternmost town near the entrance of the Galena Mountains, there were already more than 6,000 prisoners, almost 200,000 sheep, 30,000 cattle and 6,000 horses.
The huge team stretched as far as the eye could see, and it was scary just to look at it.
In particular, thousands of elite orc warriors have all been converted from infantry into cavalry, which is enough to form a crushing advantage in this wild land.
Seeing the sudden appearance of such a huge orc army, the ruler of Illingur Town could not even think of resisting at all.
After obtaining a promise of personal safety through negotiation, he took the initiative to open the city gate and chose to surrender.
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With the important stronghold of Yilingul, he can sweep across the entire Rongma Grassland to participate in the grand event with Zhentil Fort and Shadow City, and retreat into the Vasa enclosure surrounded by mountains on three sides and backed by large glaciers.
In other words, we have firmly grasped the strategic initiative.
But before Sal could decide whether to move closer to the east or west first, an uninvited guest came to his door.
"Hello, respected dragon slayer Chief Thrall, I am very honored to be received by you. My name is Kander Milina, representing the great tyrant of the Moon Sea-Fuzor Chebery.
Come."
A sturdy middle-aged man wearing black armor bowed politely.
"Kander Milina? Are you the right-hand man of Fuzor Chebery, the actual leader of Raven Fortress?"
Thrall had obviously heard the other person's name.
Because this person is not an unknown person, but occupies a pivotal position in Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim Order.
Although he may not be as good as Xi Manmeng, the head of the Dark Intelligence Network, he can still be firmly at the core of the second echelon of power.
You must know that Raven Fortress is located on the northern slope of the Dragon's Spine Mountains, guarding the only passage south from the Rongma Grassland. The number of permanent troops alone has reached 2,500.
In addition, there are two hundred priests, scribes, servants and spies, and almost six hundred civilians who have settled here to provide services to the army.
Its importance is self-evident.
This can be gleaned from the fact that Fuzor Cheberi has been the nominal supreme commander.
Those who can become the actual controller of this fortress must be a close confidant of the Tyrant of the Moon Sea, and they must be impeccable in terms of loyalty and ability.
Especially after the secret war broke out with Shade City, Raven Fortress suddenly became Zhentil Castle's strongest line of defense against the opponent's attack.
Kander Mili nodded with a smile on his face: "Yes, that's me.
In fact, my spies discovered you from the moment you walked out of the Dragon's Spine Mountain Range and entered the Rongma Grassland.
But what I didn't expect was that you and your tribe could sweep through so many barbarian tribes in such a short period of time.
Now you are the well-deserved master of this area, and no force can stop the orc army from conquering."
"so what?"
After figuring out the heavyweight identity of the man in front of him, Sal deliberately pretended to be indifferent and continued to test.
"The great Tyrant of the Moon Sea wishes to speak with you about cooperation.
He is more than happy to recognize your right to rule the entire Rongma Grassland.
But the prerequisite is that you must become an ally of Zhentil Keep, or even join the Zhentarim to become one of them.
Of course, in return, you and your tribe can obtain salt, food, weaponry, and magic items through trade."
Cande Milina made the conditions straightforward.
Obviously, he completely regarded Thrall as one of those insidious, cunning, cruel, and selfish traditional orc chiefs, and wanted to draw him into his camp through this method.
Because Zhentil Castle is currently in a confrontation with the City of Shadows, and it cannot spare the power to deal with this sudden orc force.
If left unchecked, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous if the other party directly went south to occupy or plunder the coastal trading city-states.
Therefore, Fuzor Chebrina wanted to stabilize this group of fierce orcs first, and then take action to resolve the dispute with the City of Shadows after the latter was settled.
Of course, it would be better if this group of orcs could be used to deal with the City of Shadows together.
This is also the reason why he was so generous and gave away the entire Rongma Grassland.
Anyway, this grassland was not originally under the control of Zhentil Castle, but belonged to the barbarian tribes that were against them.
Now, if you can just go along with the flow and get an ally by doing a favor, why not?
"You mean, Zhentil Fort will support us in completely occupying the entire Rongma Grassland?"
Thrall obviously sensed an opportunity to take advantage of the other party, leaning forward slightly with an expression of interest.
Cande Milina responded without thinking: "That's right. We not only support you in conquering the entire Rangma Grassland, but we will also pay for the barbarians captured by you, as well as various furs, livestock, dairy products and meat.
Dry."
"There is no such thing as a free lunch. What obligations do I need to fulfill when I acquire these things?"
Thrall asked back calmly.
As a natural leader, he is not one of those short-sighted guys who would be tempted by the petty gains at hand. He also knows that most of the time the other party buys barbarian captives, they take them back and tame them into slaves.
Men will be reduced to gladiators, soldiers, and guards under the repeated torture of whips and magic;
Women will become the playthings of the powerful, or they will be given to orcs, gnolls, ogres, demons, etc. for breeding, and then give birth to a large number of hybrids with special talents, and then train them into qualified assassins, spies, and mages.
, warlock, warrior.
As a typical example of the evil camp in Faerûn, Zhentil Castle's slave industry has already developed very maturely.
It may not be comparable in scale to Sale ruled by the red-robed mage, but it is definitely better in other aspects.
"It's very simple. You only need to provide a certain number of troops when Zhentil Fort needs help. Don't worry, we will not force you to attack those enemies that are too powerful. You can choose the target and direction of attack by yourself.
"
When he said these words, there was a hint of insidiousness and cunning in Cande Milina's eyes that was not easy to detect.
Because according to the fine traditions of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim, once an alliance is formed, it means that it will inevitably be penetrated by all aspects.
It won't take long before they can swallow each other whole in this way.
In particular, mages and priests who are sent out as "advisors" and "consultants" often use spells for charm control.
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Lost souls are basically similar situations.
"Okay, I agree to your conditions, and we will be allies from now on."
Sal took the initiative to stand up and stretched out his right hand.
"Wish we can co-operate well!"
Cande Milina hurriedly stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with the other party, with a false smile on his face.
Obviously, he has not yet realized what kind of people he is dealing with, and what kind of storm will be caused by allowing this orc tribe to gain a foothold in the Rongma Grassland.
But for Thrall, reaching an alliance with Zhentil Fort means that he no longer has to worry about threats from the outside, and can develop in both directions in the east and west with confidence and boldness.
In as little as a few months, as long as a year or two, the number of orcs under his command will quickly engulf small tribes and expand to hundreds of thousands or even more.
With this population, it is natural to establish an orc kingdom with a strong lawful tendency.
Just as Thrall was establishing a foothold in Iringul, Tifanton, the northern important town of the Kingdom of Cormyr, was now under full martial law and in a state of war readiness.
Just a few days ago, the army of Shade City had passed through the Enook desert and rocky land, and arrived at the gap between the Stormhorn Mountains and the Mokou Mountains to the west of the city.
Although they are just some nomadic cavalry composed of Bedai barbarians and have no siege ability at all, anyone who is not a fool can realize that this is a precursor to a war in Ghost City.
After all, the only place suitable for human survival in the entire Eno Oak Desert is the area around the Sea of Shadows created by the City of Shadows.
From there, it was necessary to cross half of the desert to go to Tifanton. There was almost no supply along the way, and transportation could only be carried out by teleportation or animal power.
If it weren't for a war, no one would be so full that they would brave the scorching heat of the day and the cold of the night to move such a long distance.
"Hmph! Telamant and his sons finally couldn't help but take action."
The Prince of Darkness, Graya, stood on the top of the central spire of Tifantun, looking down at the Bedai barbarian nomadic cavalry who were setting up camp, his black pupils full of contempt.
Standing aside, the great arcanist "Immortal" Ovo sneered and said sarcastically: "Isn't this something expected?
He has blatantly taken up the banner of reviving Netheril.
If you back down at this moment, it might become a joke.
I really don’t know how this guy has the nerve to stand up and represent Netheril.
You know, us old guys are not dead yet.
Moreover, in the era of Netheril, studying the Shadow Plane was the most unpopular and despised school of thought."
The Prince of Darkness was obviously not interested in this orthodox dispute in Netheril, and curled his lips noncommittally: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, my sword has already been thirsty for a long time, and I can just take the opportunity to harvest the souls of a few more legendary mages. Moreover,
Tilamant has so many sons, I want to see how he will react after seeing all his sons die."
"Killing all his sons in front of him? That seems like a good idea."
There was obvious schadenfreude in Owo's tone.
He couldn't wait to see Telamant in pain, sadness, anger and devastation.
There is no way, who makes the City of Shadows so unpopular in the eyes of the Grand Arcanist of Netheril.
Not to mention forming an alliance with him, he didn't even bother to talk to him.
What's more, people like Ovo and Laroc didn't like the opponent, so they went to the battlefield in person to teach these shameful things an impressive lesson, so that the city of Shade understood that they could not represent Netheril, and they were not qualified to use them.
this name.
"Is your floating city ready for battle?"
Graya asked without looking back.
"Of course! My floating city is hidden nearby. As long as the ghost city dares to come over, they will immediately taste the big gift package I prepared for them."
Owo immediately responded in the affirmative.
After a period of development, the floating city under his control was no longer a bare thing at the beginning, but was completely built into a huge floating academy and magic fortress.
There are more than 2,000 formal mages alone, and an astonishing number of more than 6,000 apprentices.
In addition, there are legions of constructs, legions of the undead, alien creatures and elements summoned through magic, etc.
Even Ovo himself, like other lichs in the Arcane Order, was further strengthened by the baptism of water from the Sunwell.
Although it may not be possible to suppress all the spell casters in the entire Haunted City by one person like Larok, it is not too difficult to achieve this goal with the help of the Floating City.
The Prince of Darkness nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, then I look forward to your wonderful performance next. If there is nothing else, please go back first, I still have some preparations to do."
As the last word blurted out, Grea's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Feeling the dark power permeating the surrounding environment, Owo couldn't help but sigh slightly: "As expected of a descendant of Soth, he has become so powerful not long after he was born. I don't know how he will grow again in ten or even decades."
To what extent. And the West Coast Empire is now becoming more and more like the Netheril in my mind."
"Ancestor, I have found traces of Telamante and his sons."
A female figure wearing a gorgeous long-distance running suit suddenly appeared out of thin air.
She is none other than the eldest grandniece of the Ovo family and his most promising descendant - Morissa.
"Oh? Where are they?"
Owo's eyes shone slightly, and his right index finger twitched slightly.
As the closest person around her, it was impossible for Morissa not to know that this was a sign that her ancestors were eager to take action. She immediately replied: "They are near the third river in the Mokou Mountains. But I did not see the ghost.
There are no traces of the city, and I don’t know if they didn’t bring the floating city here or if they hid it.”
"Without the floating city? How could a coward like Telamant take such a risky move?"
Owo's tone was full of contempt for the Supreme City Lord.
But not all of this comes from personal emotions.
Because at the end of the Netherese era, Telamante was famous for being cautious and timid.
Later, hiding in the shadow plane for thousands of years fully proved this point.
"Sorry, I don't know exactly what happened. But what is certain is that they have assembled a considerable force, and it seems they are really planning to launch an attack."
Morissa showed a helpless expression.
It's not that she doesn't work hard, it's that there are too many enemies, and there are several legendary mages. If she gets any closer, she might be discovered.
"In other words, Telamante must have prepared some kind of trump card, and thought that this trump card could help him win the war."
There is no doubt that Owo has already seen through this junior, and he almost guessed it all at once.
Morissa frowned and questioned: "True card?
What kind of trump card makes him think he can defeat a powerful god-like force?
And he is also the heir of Lord Soth?
What's more, what happens even if you win?
Does he dare to kill the Prince of Darkness to avenge his son?
If Ghost City really does this, it means that they will usher in the most terrifying doomsday judgment."
Because of her dealings with Zuo Si, Morissa thought she knew the character of the Emperor of the West Coast Empire and Lord of the Ninth Level of Baator Hell very well.
She simply could not imagine how crazy Zuo Si would do if Greia really died at the hands of Telamante.
But Ovo sneered at this and asserted with a sneer: "Telamante certainly does not have the guts to kill the Prince of Darkness.
Not to mention that he didn't dare, even the oldest dark goddess behind him didn't dare either.
After all, the bloody lessons of Cyric and Baal are still there.
If I guessed correctly, Ghost City should want to capture Greia and then negotiate with Soth to obtain a favorable condition for itself.
As for what trump card Tilamante had that allowed him to dare to initiate an attack, I think it was nothing more than summoning a certain god of waste or reaching an agreement with the demon lord in the bottomless abyss.
You have to understand that Soth has been tormenting the Abyss quite a lot recently, and many of the lords who have suffered huge losses as a result hate him."
"Then what do you mean..."
Morissa raised her head and stared into Ovo's eyes, waiting for her ancestor's order.
"Go and deliver this news to the mage tower in Askatra yourself. It would be best if you could meet Soth himself, even if you can't meet the men who told him."