A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Mingtan Island is a small island that stands at the junction of the northern part of the Sword Sea and the southern part of the Sword Bay. There are several affiliated islands around it.

To the west are the Moonshae Islands, to the east are Baldur's Gate, to the north are the Corin Islands, and to the south are the Nelanthal Islands.

Judging from its location, it can be called an important maritime transportation hub.

This is why Luskan took huge political and military risks to capture Mintan Island.

Controlling this place means that we can strategically suppress hostile city-states such as Neverwinter and Waterdeep at sea.

Not to mention the huge profits that monopolizing the trade routes along the Sword Coast would bring.

But unfortunately, Mintan Island is not like other city-states in the North, fearing the power of the Luskan Arcane Brotherhood and the fleet composed of a large number of pirates.

As a result, in a naval battle, Luskan's fleet was defeated by Mingtan Island and its allies, and fled back in disgrace.

During the battle, those outstanding sailors and mercenaries impressed all who witnessed the course of the war.

Since then, the Arcane Brotherhood has never had any plans to visit this island.

Of course, this is not because Luskan is not strong enough, but because the price to win here is too high, and there is nothing of great value on the island itself, so in the end it can only be left alone.

In addition, due to the pronunciation, many people often mistakenly regard Mintan Island as Lantan Island south of the Nelanser Islands.

The latter is the foundation of the belief in Gond, the god of craftsmen.

According to rumors, humans and dwarves there hate magic and worship technology. Many complex and advanced machines and crafts were born here.

It can even be said that Lantan Island is one of the places with the most advanced productivity and production technology in the entire Faerûn continent, excluding magic factors.

Unfortunately, the island has been closed to the outside world all year round, and there is almost no communication with the outside world.

Obviously, Gond, the god of craftsmen, is not a fool. He understands the impact that the inventions and creations made by his followers will have on the world, and how many gods more powerful than himself will be angered.

Therefore, we decisively chose to close the country to ensure that those overly advanced technologies would not affect the existing productivity and production levels of Faerûn.

To put it simply, just play by yourself behind closed doors.

Zuo Si has always wanted to visit Lantan Island, but unfortunately he has never found the opportunity.

Vanessa obviously saw the confusion shown by the leader of the organization, and quickly explained in a low voice: "Luskan did have a naval battle with Mingtan Island.

But the problem is that since the rise of the Nelanser Islands, it has not only greatly reduced the living space of pirates, but also taken away a large amount of trade quota from Mintan Island.

Especially their mercenaries, it has been difficult to find any decent jobs.

Therefore, if a third party takes the lead, it is not impossible to form an alliance. "

"An enemy of an enemy is a friend? It's interesting. I'll give you forty-eight hours to find out what happened on Mingtan Island." Zuo Si gave the order straightforwardly.

Only at this time can he feel the power and power he holds as the leader of a powerful spellcaster organization.

Many times, if you just say a word, the people below will go all out to implement it.

"I have sent people to investigate, and I believe there will be results soon." Vanessa assured without thinking.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Then I'll leave this matter to you.

Remember, if Mintan Island is really allied with Luskan, then I will destroy it mercilessly.

Whether it is the self-proclaimed tyrant Tarnhir Embuyilhan or those stupid and arrogant mercenaries, I will clean them all without leaving any trace.

In the future, adventurers and adventure teams can be allowed to exist in areas controlled by organizations, but mercenaries are absolutely not allowed.

These guys who will do anything for money are a total scourge and a source of social instability.

Therefore, I don’t care what their background is, each one counts as one, and a verbal warning will be given for the first time, and a huge fine and deportation will be imposed for the second time.

If you dare to do it a third time, immediately gather your strength and kill me on the spot. "

When saying these words, Zuo Si did not hide his naked contempt and disgust for the mercenary group.

He had a really bad impression of most mercenaries. They basically either took advantage of the chaos to loot surrounding villages and towns, or they tried every means to create chaos and tension, and then earn a lot of gold coins from wealthy employers.

Wherever these people are present, the situation will basically become turbulent in a short period of time.

After all, the market for mercenaries will only increase when there is a war.

For example, the Kingdom of Tessel, where a fierce civil war is currently raging, has several mercenary groups active in its territory, ranging in size from hundreds to one or two thousand people.

They may be working for one of the noble lords one day, and then join another camp to fight against their former employer tomorrow.

There is no way, who asked the other party to give more money.

This shows that the so-called professional ethics is bullshit for most mercenaries.

"Understood! I swear that the mercenaries on Mingtan Island will never see the sunrise tomorrow again." Vanessa's eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light.

Obviously, this undead archmage is ready to start a massacre and let all those stupid guys join his army of undead creatures.

"Don't be so hasty. We are a reasonable and neutral organization. Even if we want to take action, we must first seize the opponent's handle. And I have a hunch that Mingtan Island's actions this time will definitely be similar to those of the red-robed wizard or the Zhentarim. It will be inseparable."

Zuo Si casually stated his speculation.

Ever since he learned that the Arcane Brotherhood was cooperating with these two organizations, he had been fully prepared.

Even if Manson and Sazastan come, there is no way to avoid the end of the Arcane Brotherhood's rule over Luskan.

"I will be careful."

Vanessa nodded slightly, then turned around and headed to the teleportation room of the mage tower, using the fixed teleportation gate to return to the Nelanthel Islands.

Along with him were several new lichs who had joined the core of the organization.

After all these people were gone, Zuo Si focused on making a suitable weapon for himself.

There is no doubt that with his current financial resources and the magic metals and materials at his disposal, he is fully capable of making a sub-artifact like the Archmage's Staff.

But unfortunately, the staff is too bulky to use and is far less convenient than other weapons.

So after thinking about it, Zuo Si decided to make a melee weapon instead of the cane traditionally used by most mages.

Although he himself has not received any form of melee training, he can gain corresponding experience with many magic and divine spells.

In addition, melee weapons confuse the enemy far more than the staff, making the opponent confused about the situation and making wrong judgments.

Just do it!

Since it is to be a melee weapon, the main material must be a special metal that can accommodate magic power.

Secondly, a series of complex designs must be carried out in advance, such as how many magic symbols are to be inlaid in total, what does each one mean, and what effect it can have. Everything must be repeatedly checked and corrected.

Finally, the different systems of magic knowledge that Zuo Si has collected so far must be integrated into this weapon.

At least dozens of magics ranging from the first to the ninth ring will be needed.

Due to the heavy workload, Zuo Si soon forgot about the forces under his command, and had unknowingly begun secretly fighting with Luskan and the Arcane Brotherhood no less than dozens of times.

Almost at the same time, in a tavern far away in the port of Mintan Island, a middle-aged woman wearing a red robe and a very obvious tattoo mark on the back of her smooth head was sitting at a table, bored and typing. Yawning.

Judging from his attire and iconic tattoos, it is easy to tell that this guy is a member of the Red Robe Wizards.

About ten seconds later, a man wearing chain armor walked in from outside and bowed respectfully: "Master Garnier, according to your instructions, we have successfully solved Tarnhill En. Buyil Khan, and took control of the entire island.”

"well-done."

The woman known as Master Garnier stood up and slowly walked out of the tavern door.

At this moment, the port and city of Mingtan Island have been completely occupied by the red-robed wizards from Ser and their troops.

Although the number of these troops is not large, only about five hundred people.

However, their equipment is extremely sophisticated, and there are even many low-level mages and apprentices assisting them.

Coupled with the cooperation of some local mercenaries, the island's guards were finally defeated at a very low cost.

As for Tarnhir Embuyilhan, who had a certain warrior level, he was killed on the spot as expected.

Judging from the charred black corpse hanging in a conspicuous place, he probably died from the fireball smearing his face, or was directly hit by lightning.

"I will give you two days to gather all the forces on Mingtan Island and prepare to cooperate with Luskan's fleet to launch a sneak attack on the Nelanthel Islands." Garnier gave the order without looking back.

As the top person in charge of the Red Robe Wizards' Association in the north-central region, she has obviously had a very deep interest relationship with the Arcane Brotherhood.

Whether it is the huge profits earned from selling addictive narcotics, or purchasing relics of the Netheril era dug out from the ground from the latter, it can make it possible for them to communicate with the top-level mentors and chiefs of the organization. favor.

After all, for a mage, sufficient research funds are very important, not to mention that there are relics from the Netheril era that can be used for research.

Relying on these two points, Garnier was able to climb to his current position as a LV11 evocation mage.

Otherwise, generally speaking, the top decision-maker in a certain area within the Red Robe Wizards Association generally needs a Tour Master of at least LV13 to LV15 to serve.

However, due to the sparse population in the northern regions of Faerûn and Luskan and being located in the wild frozen soil, there were not many people willing to come to blow the cold wind, which allowed her to get a big advantage.

In fact, the Seer Concession that appeared in Baldur's Gate not long ago was actually the work of Garnier.

Using the conflicts within a town as an entry point, and then finding the right moment to put her hand in, has always been her specialty.

"Master, I don't understand why you agreed to the conditions proposed by the Arcane Brotherhood? Under normal circumstances, shouldn't we remain neutral and not help each other until one of the parties is in decline before lending a helping hand and asking for generous rewards?" The man in chainmail probed cautiously.

In Ser, the red-robed mages have supreme status and power.

As for everyone else, they all have to provide a variety of services around these "bald guys" who have shaved their heads in order to increase the area of ​​​​magic tattoos.

So even if he is a strong warrior and captain, he must pay attention to his tone and attitude.

Otherwise, the insidious and cunning woman in front of him may deliberately arrange to die in the next mission at any time.

Garnier pursed his lips and explained meaningfully: "No, you don't understand. The rise of the Nelanser Islands has begun to squeeze our profits.

In particular, a large number of low-priced magic items, equipment and potions are taking away the market and customers that should originally belong to us.

In addition, they prohibit all pirates from entering their control area, so the Arcane Brotherhood's funds are rapidly drying up, and there is no way to buy more goods from us.

Based on the above considerations, I decided to join forces with the Arcane Brotherhood and launch a sneak attack using the forward base of Mingtan Island.

Even if they fail, it doesn't matter. Anyway, as long as they can deal a heavy blow to the port and city they just built, similar situations will be alleviated.

What's more, all of this is Mingtandao's doing, isn't it?

It has nothing to do with us Serbs. "

moment!

The soldier understood the sinister thoughts of the bald woman in front of him, and immediately glanced sympathetically at the mercenaries not far away who were still cheering for victory.

You don't need to ask to know that these guys have been tricked and will die as cannon fodder.

There was absolutely no way any of them could survive this sneak attack.

It is not difficult to see from the decision made by Garnier that she has no idea who is behind the Nelanthel Islands.

After all, Vanessa and the lichs only manipulated things from behind and never really showed up to the front.

Moreover, the conversation between the two had been clearly heard by a thief hiding in the darkness.

After the latter collected enough information, he quickly found a deserted place and activated the teleportation magic scroll he carried with him and disappeared without a trace.

Obviously, he is the spy planted by the Lich on Mingtan Island.

…

At the same time, in the Lord's Hall in the Neverwinter Castle, Lord Nasir was reading an intelligence sent by his subordinates.

After a full minute, he asked in an unbelievable tone: "Is this information accurate? Orcs in the North are dying in large numbers for some unknown reason?"

"Of course! I guarantee you with my own reputation and life that this incredible scene is happening. To this end, I also went to several orc tribe camps relatively close to Neverwinter City, and found that in addition to being occupied by wild beasts, The corpses were eaten until they were unrecognizable, and there was not even a living person. In addition, judging from the state of the deceased, they all died from some terrible diseases."

A human thief covered in tan skin answered in the affirmative without thinking.

As the head of Neverwinter City's intelligence agency, he himself is a member of the Nine Guards of Neverwinter.

It's just that he has to lurk in the dark all year round to collect intelligence and spy on the enemy, so he rarely appears in public.

"You mean...a plague is spreading among the orc tribes? Are there any signs of infection among our people?"

Lord Nasir obviously realized the seriousness of the problem.

After all, things like plague are really terrible.

Once the harm caused spreads, the population of a city may be cut in half in an instant.

In addition, the death of large numbers of civilians can generate panic and riots.

He would rather take up his sword and fight against Luskan's evil army than face an invisible threat like the plague.

The intelligence chief shook his head slightly: "Not yet. All the people who came back, including me, went to the Temple of the God of Justice to have the priest inspect it. And I also found that the corpses were only orcs, not those hybrid half-orcs. .Similarly, the nearby goblin and barbarian tribes were not affected at all."

"A plague that only infects orcs? How is this possible!" Aribes couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Madam, this is not impossible. At least I know one person who can do this. He came to Neverwinter not long ago, and he has even formed an alliance with us to deal with Luskan, our evil neighbor in the north." Intelligence Director He stated his guess straightforwardly.

"Thos, the chosen one of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease?"

An expression of sudden realization appeared on Lord Nasir's face for a moment, but then he frowned and asked, "Why did he do this?"

The intelligence chief replied in an uncertain tone: "I personally tend to believe that he was retaliating for the orcs' wanted bounty on him and for an attack that occurred near Silvermoon City not long ago.

Based on the intelligence gained from the Harpers, the Orc Gods sent two Chosen and a large number of elite warriors to try and kill Soth, but ultimately failed.

So it makes sense that he would unleash a terrible plague against the orcs in retaliation.

You must know that this young man has a strong desire for revenge that is different from ordinary people.

And they never treat intelligent humanoid creatures such as orcs, goblins, gnolls, and ogres as humans.

In Ascatla, he even raised a group of goblins infected with lycanthropy, specifically selling them to mages who needed to conduct necromancy magic experiments. "

"So...this situation is a good thing for us?"

Lord Nasir stroked the thick beard on his chin.

"Yes. Without the threat of orcs, it is a good thing for all the towns and villages in the entire Northland. At least they don't have to worry about the large-scale invasion and plunder of orcs every autumn and winter." The intelligence director gave the answer without thinking. Answer in the affirmative.

He has seen too many villages slaughtered by these dirty green-skinned beasts, and has rescued many female captives who were ravaged and abused, so he has no sympathy for the orcs at all, and wishes that all the orcs in the world would die.

In comparison, Erebes, a paladin who serves Tyr, the god of justice, seems more troubled.

On one hand, she was happy for the civilians who could live in peace without the threat of orcs.

On the other hand, the justice she believed in did not allow her to agree with such acts of releasing plague and carrying out indiscriminate killings.

Perhaps it is this contradiction between lawfulness and kindness that leads to his tragic fate.

Fortunately, Lord Nasir was a warrior rather than a paladin, so he didn't have any trouble and immediately couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha! No orcs? This is simply the best thing I have heard in all the years I have been a lord. News. It seems that even the power of poison and plague can produce very amazing effects as long as it is used in the right place. When we meet next time, I will have to thank Soth."

"I heard that he prefers magic items and books and knowledge related to magic. Maybe you can consider preparing a gift like this." The intelligence director also suggested with a smile.

"Well! I will go talk to the mage of the Cloak of Stars later." Lord Nasir nodded slightly.

As the brief report ended, the intelligence chief quickly turned around and left Neverwinter Castle, leaving only Erebes and Lord Nasir in the hall.

The latter obviously noticed the contradiction and struggle in the former's heart, and immediately smiled and explained: "Don't think so much, let alone try to get into trouble.

Justice is never absolute, but a very broad concept.

And since you are not a pastor, there is no need to try to define the good and evil tendencies of various behaviors.

You are a paladin, and paladins only have to follow their heart and intuition. "

Aribes responded with a wry smile: "But I really want to find out, should Soth's behavior be considered good or evil?

Judging from the results, his indiscriminate massacre of a race must be regarded as an out-and-out evil act.

However, the slaughter of the orcs indirectly rescued many prisoners who were kidnapped as slaves, and at the same time gave the civilians who had been plundered by the orcs a relatively safe living environment.

If you look at the motivation..."

Before the young half-elf paladin could finish speaking, Lord Nasir interrupted: "That's enough, didn't I tell you not to worry about this?

The human heart and human nature are complex things, and it is impossible to make simple and crude classifications in terms of good and evil.

And the more evil beasts like orcs who only know how to destroy but not create, die, the better the world will become.

If you are having trouble letting go of this, talk to a pastor.

Also, I heard that you have been very close to Vanswijk lately? "

moment!

Aribes showed a very embarrassed look, blushing and quickly explained: "It's not what you imagined. We just get together occasionally to discuss our understanding of justice. You know, he is a god of justice. The pastor can answer some of my questions to some extent."

"Okay, okay, no need to explain."

Lord Nasir is someone who has been here before, so how could he not know the little secret between the two of them?

But considering that Aribes was relatively thin-skinned, he didn't immediately expose it or make fun of it, he just found an excuse to send it away.

In fact, the news that the orcs in the Northland were dying of the plague in droves soon swept through every town in the Northland like a hurricane.

All the local rulers who learned the news finally realized that the Talona Church's previous propaganda that Zuo Si was the "Son of Plague," the Man of Disaster, and the "Destroyer of the World" was not an exaggeration, but that he really had such abilities.

As a result, orders were issued to maintain the highest level of attention on his whereabouts.

Because of the mass extinction of the orcs in the North, many rulers of Faerûn with online IQs realized that Zuo Si was an extremely terrifying biochemical weapon.

As long as he wants, he can kill all humans and animals within a radius of hundreds or even thousands of kilometers at any time, and not even a blade of grass can grow.

Similarly, this fear of poison, disease and plague also invisibly strengthens Talona's influence.

In order to please this goddess, many places have built temples and statues in more conspicuous locations in the city.

The pastor, who was originally called out by everyone and beaten like a rat crossing the street, quickly switched from underground activities to openly recruiting believers.

And this expansion finally reached its first peak with the safe arrival of the first batch of captives who escaped from the wild lands of the north and returned to the civilized world after all the hardships.

Many people cried with joy when they saw this group of relatives and friends in ragged clothes who had been considered dead appearing in front of them alive.

After listening to the stories told by the other party, they all decided to convert to Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease.

There are also some families who have a bloody feud with the orcs, and they have completely thrown themselves into the arms of the church. They learn from the priests how to prepare poisons that can kill people, cultivate plagues that can easily turn a city into a dead place, and plan to give it to the southern jungles. Those raging orc hordes poisoned.

When this accumulation of faith and influence reached a certain critical point, the star symbolizing Talona in the night sky suddenly released a light ten thousand times brighter than usual.

And this light immediately made the gods realize that Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, had officially crossed over from the weak divine power and became a member of the medium divine power.

From now on, she does not need to rely on any powerful divine power, and her own strength alone is enough to deal with most enemies.

There is no doubt that this increase in divine power not only made Talona herself ecstatic, but also aroused the jealousy of many other gods.

The most typical one is Lauvita, who once served Baal, the god of murder, with her.

At this moment, in the kingdom of gods on the outer plane, this goddess, who is full of aggressiveness, domineering, and bold, is waving the whip in her hand to beat the souls of believers crazily, roaring like crazy: "Why? Why? Talona and not me?”

Unfortunately, no one could give her the answer.

Strong unwillingness, jealousy and resentment were like poisonous snakes eroding her heart.

You must know that for a long time, Lavita and Talona regarded each other as competitors.

But now, the latter has opened up a whole order of magnitude gap with the former.

What's even more annoying is that the two of them had already agreed to find an opportunity to seek refuge with Shar, the goddess of the night, after Baal's death.

But Talona obviously doesn't need it at this moment.

Just when Lovita felt resentful about this, a familiar figure came to her country.

The visitor was none other than the incarnation of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease.

"What are you here for? Show off the power you have gained? Also, why do you look like this now? I remember that you used to always show yourself as an old woman." Lovita asked through gritted teeth.

"show off?"

Talona smiled and shook her head.

"No, I don't have that much free time. I'm here today to extend an invitation to you.

I believe you already know that now I not only have enough power to protect myself, but I can also give you a certain level of protection.

As for this image, it was originally my original appearance, but it changed to a certain extent due to the influence of believers.

But now, under the influence of a large number of new believers, I am back to my true self.

What's more, my most beloved elect and son of the plague, Soth, obviously prefers me like this.

To be honest, I originally thought it would take at least a few years for me to advance to intermediate divine power.

But his recent actions in the Northland have accelerated this process to an unimaginable level.

Especially those statues and temples that appeared out of thin air, which greatly enhanced my influence.

Finally, I would like to thank His Majesty God Ao.

If he hadn't changed the rules during the Turbulent Years, my power wouldn't have grown so fast. "

Hearing these words, Lovita, who was already burning with jealousy in her heart, became even more resentful. She immediately sneered and said sarcastically: "But your chosen people don't believe in your teachings, and they don't even want to be with you in the mortal world." He had too much contact with the church. Moreover, he flirted with the God of Knowledge and the Goddess of Magic. Especially the latter, who liked to mess around with his own voters a generation ago."

moment!

Talona, ​​who was so proud one second, turned extremely gloomy the next second, and at the same time she felt her head was green.

After half a minute, she clenched her fists and shouted: "No one can take Sos away! He is mine! Whether it is body or soul! If anyone dares to violate this bottom line, then I will Do not hesitate to destroy the whole world and yourself in retaliation. Remember! Lauvita! This is the first time you have violated my taboo, so I choose to forgive you. But if there is another time, I will be very happy to send you to the stars The corpse is lying in the world."

Seeing that the goddess of poison and disease was showing signs of going crazy, Lovita immediately shut her mouth and did not dare to continue stimulating her.

She suddenly realized that the status of the mortal known as the "Son of the Plague" in the other party's mind was probably frighteningly high.

They looked at each other like this for two or three minutes. When Talona slowly regained her composure, Lauvita then very cautiously tried: "Do you really want to invite me?"

"That's right! As you wish, I am already a medium divine power, and will become more powerful in the near future and will need some assistance from gods. We know each other best, so if you agree to do it My God, I will give you protection.”

Talona made the conditions straightforward without any disguise.

Because she knew that choosing Shar, the goddess of the night, was just a temporary measure, and it could also be called a fallback.

In fact, this one of the oldest twin goddesses does not conform to the ideas of the two in terms of doctrine.

But the problem is that with the fall of all the three Death Gods and the rise of Cyric, who inherited all the responsibilities of the Three Death Gods, both Lauvita and Talona felt an unprecedented crisis.

After all, this lunatic dared to stab the saint in the back when he was still a mortal. One can imagine how crazy he is.

In addition, both of them are "remnants of the previous dynasty", so even if it is for their own safety, they must first find a thicker thigh to hug.

However, as Talona was promoted to medium divine power, Lauvita obviously had a better choice.

Although there was a fierce competition between the two goddesses, it was just a competition and did not rise to the level of grudges and conflicts of priesthood.

What's more, they know each other well, so there is no need to worry about being plotted against.

So after thinking for a moment, Lovita immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay! I agree to be your slave."

After saying that, she took the initiative to bend down and bow to show her respect for the Lord God.

Although this change of identity makes the sadistic goddess feel a little uncomfortable and uncomfortable, it is obviously much more reliable than seeking refuge with Shar, the goddess of the night.

In this way, the goddess of poison and disease and the goddess of cruelty formally formed a superior-subordinate alliance.

Almost at the same time, Shar, the goddess of the night, who was located in the wasteland of destruction and despair, clearly sensed this with her series of powerful priesthoods. A playful smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she murmured to herself in a voice that only she could hear. Said: "Did Lauvita reject my invitation to form an alliance with Talona? Interesting! It seems that the origin of everything has to do with that young man from another world. Fortunately, I have arranged a chess piece in advance , all we need to do now is wait patiently.”

As the last word blurted out, she raised her hand and created a dark gray mirror out of thin air.

Through the mirror, you can see the vampire queen Badi lying on the sofa with her favorite dark elf descendant, enjoying the afterglow of physical pleasure.

As a vampire, unlike other undead creatures, you will not completely lose all physical sensations.

Therefore, they are more interested in pleasure than other undead creatures.

However, as one of the oldest twin goddesses in the world, Shar was not interested in such boring behavior. Instead, she stared at the life gestating in Badi's belly with her dark and profound eyes.

After confirming that everything was normal, she closed the mirror and showed a satisfied expression: "It's really exciting to see what the seeds of darkness born after the fall of light can give birth to. It's a pity that the divine power left in the body of this Amaunata Saint The fragments are too small. Otherwise..."

You don't need to ask to know that what happened in the underground temple of Askatra was the work of this goddess.

Suddenly, the six-armed snake demon lord from the bottomless abyss, the conspiracy of Shar, the goddess of the night, is about to break out into a war with Luskan and the Arcane Brotherhood, as well as the orcs who have suffered huge losses and are eager for revenge...

The west coast of Faerûn has once again become stormy.

But Zuo Si, who was at the center of the storm, still stayed in the mage tower like nothing happened, concentrating on building a long sword-shaped staff for himself.

Yes!

You heard it right!

It’s a staff in the shape of a long sword!

In his opinion, the traditional wands in Faerun are not suitable for him, and the wands in the Harry Potter world are too short.

Considering that you also occasionally need to fight hand-to-hand, a sword with multiple uses becomes the best choice.

However, this sword is slightly different from the ordinary magic sword. Its main function is to strengthen spell casting, rather than rushing up to kill people.

As for simple and crude blunt weapons, [Talona's Favor] is enough.

However, it is regrettable that this artifact has not yet successfully captured any valuable soul, so it cannot exert its full power for the time being.

Also busy making magic items like Zuo Si is Mona Hill, the six-armed snake demon lord deep underground.

But what she made was a teleportation orb.

When the bead, which was formed by the fusion of countless gems, pearls and human bones, was completed and embedded in the portal, a crack connecting to the bottomless abyss was finally torn open.

Countless demons swarmed in from the other side like a tide.

Among them, the one who rushes to the front is naturally the absolute ruler of the 531st level of the abyss - the six-armed snake demon.

However, most ordinary snake demons are only three meters tall, far less bulky than Mona Hill, who has become a secondary lord.

They were like well-trained officers, controlling the originally chaotic low-level demons at extremely fast speeds and preventing them from running around.

However, considering the limited space in the temple and surrounding tunnels, only about 3,000 demons were transported in the first wave.

Among them, the lowest level of demons account for the vast majority.

As cannon fodder among cannon fodder, they do not even have complete independent consciousness and intelligence, and simply rely on numbers to overwhelm the enemy.

Just a small fragment of the soul can create a coward.

Moreover, these guys are extremely timid and cowardly. When they encounter an enemy who is stronger than themselves, they will often disperse at an extremely fast speed, or they will simply kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

The word "coward" in the word "coward" comes from this.

Of course, the demon lords have already thought of a solution, which is to send a formidable supervising team to kill all the timid demons who dare to turn around and escape.

Many intermediate and advanced demons are more than happy to perform such a mission.

Sometimes in a war, more cowardly demons would die at the hands of one's own people than at the hands of the enemy.

But compared to ordinary soldiers in the human army, coward demons are undoubtedly powerful.

Although they are only about 1.23 meters tall, they weigh 80 kilograms and have more than 12 points of strength attribute.

In addition, as a demon, he has a series of immunity, resistance and spell-like abilities, such as [Horror Technique] and [Stinky Cloud Technique].

Once a large-scale release is successful, it will definitely be a complete massacre for human soldiers without the support of spellcasters.

"Great lord, the army has been assembled according to your order. When can we launch the attack?"

A six-armed snake demon came to Mona Hill and asked respectfully.

"How is the war over there in the abyss?" Mona Hill couldn't help but ask about the situation in her hometown.

After all, the abyss is her base. If her hometown territory is lost, it will be meaningless to harvest many souls in the material world.

The six-armed snake demon responded without thinking: "It's still the same stalemate as when you left. The other side doesn't seem to have plans to launch an attack in the recent period. It just sends some low-level demons to launch a symbolic attack every day. Then they will retreat quickly.”

"Very good! Since our old enemy has given us such an opportunity, let's make good use of it. Bring your people and capture every corner of the city's sewers immediately. But be careful not to alarm the mortals above the ground first. Let’s give them a big surprise tomorrow night.”

While saying this, Mona Hill couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips.

She could already smell the evil spirits exuding the fragrance of evil in Ascaltra City, and her whole body was in a state of extreme excitement.

Because only such souls can transform and create the most powerful demons.

In addition, by luring those originally pure and noble souls into falling into the abyss, you can also obtain very, very rich rewards from the abyss consciousness.

This is why countless abyss lords are keen to corrupt mortals, especially paladins who symbolize purity, nobility and kindness.

Baphomet, the king of the tauren, and Pazuzu, the wind demon, will immediately grant power to the paladin when they hear him begging for help.

The purpose is to play a long game and catch the big fish, so that the paladin becomes dependent on the power given by him, and eventually falls bit by bit.

Of course, the paladins are also aware of this.

So strictly speaking, the two sides are in a subtle game state.

If the paladin can stick to his heart, it is equivalent to using the power of these demon lords to survive the crisis.

But if not, the demon lord can harvest a wonderful soul.