A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

A rain that lasted all day and night forced the caravan to stop at Zhazesibo.

Because rain can cause roads to become muddy.

Going on the road at this time is definitely going to cause yourself some discomfort.

Of course, as a genius with excellent business acumen, Bernard was not idle either.

He immediately found the best craftsmen in the city, repaired the weapons and armor he had picked up near the ruins of Fort Tessel, and then held a grand auction in the backyard of the hotel.

Since the quality of these items was indeed good, and some even had magical effects, they were quickly snapped up by wealthy adventurers, mercenaries, nobles, and businessmen.

Excluding the wages paid to the craftsmen, the taxes that need to be paid, and the cost of materials consumed during repairs, the net profit in the end was more than two hundred thousand gold coins.

Among them, a piece of full-body plate armor with [Blessing Technique] and [Piety Shield] fixed was actually bought by a local nobleman for a high price of eight thousand gold coins. It seemed that it was intended to be a family heirloom.

In addition, weapons such as the "skull-crushing mace" have also become popular.

Because in the hands of a stronger person, this thing can instantly blow your head if you swing it, regardless of whether you are wearing a helmet.

Because it is simple, crude and very effective, it does not require long-term training like using a sword, nor does it require physical strength and strength like a warhammer or axe. Even a rookie can use it to kill people, so it is loved by people from all walks of life. .

Even some thieves couldn't help but bid for one, intending to use it when knocking sap from behind.

Of course, it is unknown whether "Sap" will eventually become "Skull Crusher".

Anyway, if you get hit hard by the "Skull Crushing Mace", even if you don't die suddenly on the spot, you will inevitably fall into a coma, and your brains may be knocked out.

While Bernard was busy selling high and buying low to make a lot of money, Zuo Si took a letter of introduction from Jeffrey and visited a local mage who was also old and was eager to find a way to escape death.

After the old man named Vanessa read the contents of the letter, two rays of light suddenly burst out from his originally cloudy eyes, and he probed very cautiously: "Do you really have a complete set of rituals for transforming a lich?"

Zuo Si replied without thinking: "It's guaranteed! If you agree to the conditions I proposed, then I can help you complete the transformation into a lich now. But the premise is that your spell casting level must be at least higher than LV11 and you are ready. It takes almost 120,000 gold coins of materials to make the phylactery."

"I am a LV15 necromancy specialist mage, so I shouldn't have any problems with my spellcasting level. As for the materials needed to make the phylactery, they should be available in the warehouse of this mage tower. The most important thing is that I have already There is no time to wait any longer like Jeffrey."

When saying these words, Vanessa's face showed a strong desire to survive.

Because he doesn't want to die!

I still want to continue living, continue to explore endless planes, and study powerful necromancy magic.

And this strong obsession is often one of the motives for mages to transform themselves into lichs.

"In that case, let's get started. You must know that in the process of transforming the lich, you yourself are the key. And I can only assist from the side."

With that said, Zuo Si took out a note he had prepared in advance, spread it out and placed it gently in front of the other party.

Vanessa looked at these forbidden knowledge copied from the "Book of Death", and her whole body was shaking with excitement and uncontrollable, and then she laughed happily: "Hahahaha! That's right! That's right!

This is what I've been looking for!

Because transforming a lich is never simply applying and copying other people's magical rituals.

Rather, be original based on your own circumstances.

Otherwise, at least it will cause the soul to fall into madness, or at worst, it will die on the spot during the ceremony. "

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "You are absolutely right.

Every lich transformation ritual is special and unique.

There are two really difficult points. One is to make your own phylactery with your own hands, which requires very superb crafting skills.

The other is to kill oneself neatly in the ritual and keep the soul in the phylactery. "

"But you will help me complete these two difficulties, right?"

Vanessa raised her face full of wrinkles and age spots with an expectant expression.

"Of course! I don't want one of my most important future helpers to die suddenly during the process of transforming a lich. Now, let's start by making a phylactery." Zuo Si suggested straightforwardly.

I am afraid that the talisman masters who sent the "Book of the Dead" would never have imagined that he did not mean to transform himself into a lich.

Instead, they are using the knowledge recorded in it to help those old mages transform into lichs, and then form their own power.

You must know that although the agreement stated that he would serve him for a hundred years, Zuo Si actually planned to make the other party's life box into a treasure card immediately after the transformation ceremony was completed.

In this way, no matter what thoughts these lichs have in the future, they will ultimately be unable to escape his control, let alone refuse his requests or orders.

But these are just preparations for the worst-case scenario.

Generally speaking, he prefers a cooperative approach that benefits both parties.

In this way, after Vanessa, who had less than a year left to live, figured out the core of the Lich's transformation ritual, she immediately took out the most expensive gems from the warehouse at no cost, as well as the ones used to build the main body of the phylactery. "Hydraulic Crystal".

The latter is a magical substance from the deepest layer of the water elemental plane, which looks like crystal clear crystal from a distance.

But what is different from ordinary crystals is that its essence is water, and it is formed by a powerful magic field wrapped in a terrifying pressure that exceeds the limit.

"Hydraulic Crystal" is almost impossible to be destroyed by any physical or magical attacks.

But the disadvantage is that if you are hit by [Dissociation], [Erasure Scepter], [Black Hole Magic], or [Mordenkainen's Disintegration], the magic field that maintains it will disappear immediately, and the water inside will also flow with it. come out.

You don't need to ask to know that the reason why Vanessa chose this material is so that when her phylactery is attacked, it can withstand at least two more attacks and will not be easily destroyed.

As everyone knows, Zuo Si, who has the LV10 creator level, understood the properties and weaknesses of this material almost as soon as he got the "hydraulic crystal".

He did not show any abnormality, but rather patiently guided the old mage on how to carve the complex runes to ensure that the phylactery could properly accommodate the soul after it was completed.

As we all know, transforming a lich is a very complicated, tedious and extremely dangerous matter.

In addition, it was the first time for both of them, so they were afraid that something would go wrong in the middle, so the progress was not fast.

It took about two or three days to barely complete the production of the main body of the phylactery, and began to add a lot of magic to it.

Because Vanessa is too old and is only one step away from death, she often starts to lose energy and cannot concentrate when she works.

In order to prevent him from dying suddenly due to excessive fatigue, Zuo Si decisively reduced his daily work intensity. At the same time, to prevent accidents, he was personally responsible for checking every detail.

When the time came to the sixth day, all preparations were finally completed.

Looking at the exquisite life box with dazzling arcane aura and the bottle of poison containing rich negative energy.

Vanessa walked straight to the center of the huge magic circle, taking off all the magic items on her body one by one, wearing only ordinary robes used to cover her dry, thin body that had been eroded by negative energy for a long time.

After taking a deep breath, he finally nodded to Zuo Si and said, "I'm ready! Let's get started!"

"Remember! Drink the poison first, and then complete the ritual before the poison completely kills you. Extract your life essence and soul from your body and keep them completely in the phylactery. You must endure great hardships. It’s painful to go through the entire process alone and I can’t be of any help at this stage.”

With that said, Zuo Si handed over the bottle of poison he had prepared himself.

It has to be said that everyone who is willing to transform himself into a lich is a ruthless person.

At least you have to be hard on yourself.

Because during the ceremony, they had to complete the suicide process under intense pain that cannot be described in words.

At the same time, you must keep your mind clear to ensure that even if you lose your body, you can rely on your soul alone to maintain your spellcasting concentration.

Anyone who can persevere will eventually become an immortal lich, while those who cannot persevere will be brutally eliminated.

This is why almost every spellcaster who becomes a lich becomes scarier and more difficult to deal with than when he was alive.

"I know. I'll stick to it."

Vanessa took the poison without even a second's hesitation, raised her head and drank it all, then hugged the phylactery she made tightly.

After about a few seconds, the deadly toxin begins to attack the body.

The severe pain almost caused the old mage, whose life was coming to an end, to faint.

But his strong will to survive forced him to hold on, and he began to loudly chant complex and unfamiliar spells as required by the ritual, even as dark red blood continued to spurt out of his nostrils, mouth and ears.

At this moment, his expression was so ferocious that his two bulging eyeballs seemed likely to fall out of their sockets at any time.

But even so, the voice of chanting the incantation still showed no sign of stagnation or interruption. On the contrary, it chanted faster and faster.

After the body is killed, the powerful negative energy still preserves the essence of life and the soul in the small phylactery as designed.

When the last step of the ritual was completed, the old mage's old body lost control and fell to the ground on his back.

If nothing else goes wrong, Vanessa will be resurrected from this corpse and become a lich within one to ten days.

In the first few years or even more than ten years, he will look the same as he does now.

But as time goes by, the skin, flesh, and internal organs will slowly decay, and eventually only a skeleton driven by negative energy will remain.

Zuo Si walked closer, bent down to pick up the life box from the ground, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "I hope nothing goes wrong. I don't want to see a crazy lich who failed to transform, or lost his mind. There are only a few crippled lichs with spell-like abilities left.”

Obviously, completing the transformation ritual does not mean 100% success.

The next first rebirth is the most critical part.

Some of these lichs will eventually become crazy and irrational lichs because they fail to survive the severe pain in the ritual after rebirth.

Others will completely degenerate into crippled lichs without independent consciousness, memory and personality due to unknown reasons.

If the former still retains the spellcasting level and spellcasting ability, then the latter is equivalent to an ordinary undead creature with spell-like abilities that can continue to regenerate after being killed.

In order to ensure that the rebirth process would not be interrupted by any external factors, Zuo Si was not in a hurry to make the phylactery into a treasure card.

Instead, he first draws a large amount of reserve energy from the mage tower, raises his creator level to LV11, and gains the power to awaken and control the second creation.

Not only that, he also gained a new special ability - [Spell and Barrier Destruction].

To put it simply, it uses a magic extraction ability that is more powerful than [Refining] to directly destroy the stability of the spell being cast by the opponent, as well as the energy supply cycle of the magic enchantment, thereby making the spell or enchantment completely ineffective.

At the same time, the extracted energy can also be stored in the mana pool for emergencies.

This means that Zuo Si can now not only convert the spells and divine spells he uses every day into mana and store them, but he can also use other people around him, such as the pyromancer Alena, as a backup mana battery. .

As for the mage profession, which has remained at LV5 and has never been upgraded.

He was planning to wait until he arrived at Candlekeep to gain enough knowledge and confirm what path he would take in the future before making any plans.

In this way, after using a large dimensional bag to collect Vanessa's body, phylactery, spell book and magic items that he had brought with him during his lifetime, Zuo Si quickly left the tower and returned to the hotel where the caravan lived.

As soon as he stepped into the threshold with his front foot, he saw Bernard running towards him with his back foot. He asked impatiently: "Your Excellency Soth, you are finally back. Can the caravan set off now?"

"sure."

Zuo Si quickly responded in the affirmative.

He understood that during the past few days when he disappeared, the businessman in front of him must have been anxious.

"Great! I'm going to tell everyone to leave immediately!"

Perhaps because of the closer relationship with Amn, Bernard is obviously becoming more and more active.

Because along the way, Zuo Si showed more and more powerful power, which gave him full confidence. He felt that as long as he returned to Ascaltra, he would be able to regain his own chamber of commerce.

Following the order, the large-scale caravan quickly moved into action.

The heavy-duty draft horses that had rested for several days were bitten again, pulling the carriage loaded with goods slowly towards the northern city gate.

When the halfling owner and chef of the hotel saw this scene, he immediately ran out of the kitchen and asked in a very surprised tone: "Are you leaving?"

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes! We are going to Amn. How about it, have you considered my proposal?"

"Think about it! Give me a few minutes to make arrangements, and I'll go with you."

The halfling boss responded in the affirmative without hesitation.

He finally figured out that with the current chaotic state of the Tessel Kingdom, peace would not be restored for at least seven or eight years.

If you continue to stay, you are simply making trouble for yourself.

It's better to accept Zuo Si's invitation and go to Askatra to give it a try.

Anyway, there is no need for him to contribute any money, even the worst outcome is just to come back and continue his original life.

A few minutes later, this halfling who looked a little older finally appeared in front of Zuo Si carrying a leather bag commonly used by adventurers. He smiled and stretched out his thick-haired hand and said, "Let's get to know each other again! My name is Welby. , my ambition is to be a chef well-known in Faerûn, so that many people can taste the food I made by myself."

"Hello, Welby. My name is South, and I'm glad we can be partners."

With that said, Zuo Si shook hands vigorously with this little man who was a head shorter than himself.

Through touch, he found that the other person's palm was almost covered with calluses.

This is not the kind of thing that is honed by long-term work, but more like the kind that is honed by holding weapons such as daggers and daggers for a long time.

It seemed that the halfling was not bragging when he said that he had ventured out as a thief in his youth.

But unfortunately, he has now become a fat middle-aged man due to his long-term indolence and indolence. It is estimated that he will not be able to complete the dexterous and agile movements and reactions of a professional thief.

As Aisha once said, an overly comfortable life is simply the most deadly poison for professions such as warriors, thieves, and barbarians that rely on physical fitness.

The only good thing is that halflings have a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years.

Welby still had plenty of time left to pursue his dream of becoming a great chef.

…

Leaving Zazesibo, the caravan quickly arrived at the entrance of the Xingxuan Mountains along the road.

This is an east-west stretch of mountains stretching for hundreds of kilometers.

The lowest peak may be only a few hundred meters, while the highest may be over 3,000 meters.

It is said that there are several dwarf tribes living deep in the mountains.

Apart from occasionally going to Zazesipo to exchange weapons and armor with humans for some living supplies, they hardly have much contact with the outside world.

As for the rest, they are basically monsters and beasts such as goblins, werewolves, ogres, deerhawks, shifters, wolves, leopards, and tigers.

Anyway, in Faerun, as long as you leave the densely populated cities, encountering monsters is almost inevitable.

However, with the red dragon Wilmes and the strange objects that have become one with her, Zuo Si is not too worried about the harassment of these monsters.

Because as long as these monsters dare to approach the caravan, they will 100% be discovered by the strange objects, and a mind control will be thrown directly over them.

In contrast, the giant dragons living in these mountains, especially the notorious Balagas "Flying Flame", are the ones who really need to be vigilant and worried.

"Master! Look! Miss Wilmes has caught another shifter beast!"

The werewolf girl Fangus pointed at a monster covered in black fur that looked about three meters long and weighed nearly two hundred and thirty kilograms. It looked like a black panther and shouted loudly.

The only thing that differs from a black panther is that it has six legs and two tentacles full of sharp teeth extending from near its shoulders.

If you accidentally get slapped by this thing, you will most likely be bruised.

Moreover, the shifting beast in front of him is not its real body, but an illusion created through its own spell-like abilities.

The other one next to it is its true body.

This is also the origin of the name "Shifter Beast".

For adventurers and ordinary people who do not understand magic, when they attack, it is like suddenly moving and appearing in another direction.

The illusion created by the shifter beast cannot be seen through by [See Invisibility], and only the more advanced [True Seeing] can break it.

"What time is this since entering the mountainous area?"

Zuo Si asked as he took out a blank card and sealed it in without ceremony.

Since having the mind control ability of Strange Objects to help him, he is now more and more able to appreciate the joy of making and collecting creature cards as a planeswalker.

This is much more interesting than being a Pokémon master in the game and collecting illustrated guides.

Zuo Si even had the ambition to collect all species in Faerun.

"If you are referring to the displacement beast, this is already the fourth one. As for those useless goblins, they were all killed by the Shadow Army before they got close."

The sound of the strange object instantly echoed in my mind through the spiritual connection.

After hearing this, Zuo Si immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Good job, keep up the good work. I will now hand over the command of the Shadow Army to you. If there are useful or unseen monsters or beasts, let them be captured." If it’s useless, just let the Shadow Legion kill them and transform them into new Shadows.”

Since there are no "just men" like Paladins and Harpers in the team, he finally no longer has to restrain himself and can infinitely magnify his advantages.

In fact, as the number of creatures killed by the shadows increases, the number of legions under Yelnya's command has exceeded four digits.

Now it is no longer just as an eyeliner, a vigilant, and an ambush, but also as a proactive attack after dark, sweeping away all monster tribes within a few kilometers of the surrounding area.

Since entering the Star Swirl Mountains, they have killed at least a thousand goblins, more than two hundred orcs, four lone ogres, and a wolf pack led by a werewolf who completely succumbed to his beastly nature...

If he continued at this rate, by the time he arrived at Ascatla, Zuo Si felt that the total number of shadow legions could exceed 20,000, and the number of high-level shadows would not be less than 300.

If this power is released all at once, it can even turn a large city of hundreds of thousands of people into a ghost overnight.

Unfortunately, cannon fodder is cannon fodder.

No matter how many there are, they are all extremely vulnerable when faced with positive energy spells, or large-scale plastic energy-based killing magic within fireballs and lightning.

Zuo Si felt that if he was short of black mana one day, he could kill a group of shadows himself and absorb the negative energy remaining after their death.

Anyway, this thing can be replenished quickly.

Drag the shadow army to a place where orcs are infested, and thousands of new shadows can be created in minutes.

Just when Zuo Si was about to return to the car and continue to practice the super magic skill [Spell Delay], Fangus suddenly turned into a half-man, half-wolf, raised his nose and sniffed the surrounding air, and immediately reminded in a low voice: "Master, I smell a lot of human scent here."

"Human smell? Maybe it was the caravan that just passed this road a few days ago." Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly.

"No, it shouldn't be a caravan. In addition to the smell of humans, I also smelled some other weird things, including the feces of different animals, asphalt, leather, spices... It seems to be a package of magic materials!"

The werewolf girl suddenly had an idea and expressed her guess.

Because Zuo Si also wore a spell-casting material pack for a while before he learned the skill of [casting without materials].

So she remembered the weird smell mixed with the mess.

"Spellcasting material package?!"

Zuo Si, who was casual one second, became alert the next.

After all, when it comes to spellcasters, especially mages, things are usually not that simple.

The incarnation of Ilmat, the God of Suffering, once mentioned that evil organizations such as the Zhentarim, the Red-robed Wizards, and the Tangled Talisman are all interested in the Heart of Baal contained in the box.

So his first instinctive reaction was that one of the above organizations was targeting him.

You must know that Zuo Si's current perception attributes are a total of twenty-three points.

One of the most intuitive manifestations of high perception attributes is that intuition is often very accurate.

Fangus nodded slightly: "Yes! I smell the smell of spell-casting material packages, and there are more than one."

"Go get Welby."

Zuo Si immediately remembered the only local in the team, and at the same time took out the map he bought for 8,000 gold coins.

After a while, this halfling, who was as round as a potato, ran over from the front of the caravan and asked breathlessly: "Are you looking for me?"

"Hmm. I want to know if there are suitable places on both sides of the road across the Xingxuan Mountains for launching a surprise attack?" Zuo Si asked, pointing to the map.

"Whoa! Magic map? Oh my God! How much did you spend on this thing?"

Welby just glanced at it and immediately exclaimed.

You must know that when he went out to travel and take risks, he was reluctant to buy even the cheapest map.

I just relied on myself to write and draw on a piece of sheepskin, barely marking the important roads, towns and villages.

"Eight thousand gold coins."

Zuo Si subconsciously quoted the price of the map.

After hearing this, Welby immediately opened his mouth with a look of horror on his face and shouted in a voice that was close to a scream: "Eight...eight thousand?! Are you crazy? It's better to spend so much money in vain." When necessary, just hire the most experienced local guide.”

Seeing such a fierce reaction from the halfling, Zuo Si couldn't help but hold his forehead and remind: "What you should pay attention to is not the price of the map, but the answer to the question I just asked."

"Oh, yes, yes. Damn it! I don't know why my blood pressure always rises when I hear about magic items worth thousands or tens of thousands of gold coins."

Welby had an awkward yet polite smile on his face, then walked straight to the map and clicked twice near a valley that the caravan was about to pass.

"This is it. The local businessmen in Zhazesibo call this place Lucky Valley. It is a narrow path that can only be passed by a carriage. The height of the cliffs on both sides is about a hundred meters, which is very suitable for shooting and throwing stones from a high position. , most suitable as an ambush location.”

"If it's so dangerous, why not call it Lucky Valley?"

Half-orc Rhett couldn't help but interject.

Welby laughed and replied: “Because only those lucky enough to get through safely.

In fact, only about two-thirds of the caravans passing through Lucky Valley each year can pass through safely.

The remaining one-third disappeared out of thin air.

There are rumors that there is a secret fortress hidden in the mountains nearby, where a group of extremely vicious gangsters live.

It was they who robbed those poor merchants.

There are also rumors that there is a dragon's lair there, and all the disappeared caravans were eaten by the evil dragon.

In short, Lucky Valley is a very dangerous place, and you must be mentally prepared. "

"Hey! If there are any robbers who dare to rob this caravan without opening their eyes, they will soon regret their stupidity."

Rhett grinned with a cruel and bloodthirsty expression.

He knew very well how ruthless Zuo Si was when dealing with his enemies.

Coupled with its extremely powerful magical power, the identity of the only chosen one by Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, and so many trump cards that are scary...

The orcs even began to feel a little pity for those enemies.

Because they have no idea what kind of existence they are going against.

Gazing at the location pointed out by the halfling, Zuo Si touched his chin and whispered softly: "Lucky Valley? Interesting. In that case, let's see what is hidden in this place. Fangers, go inform Bernard. Set up camp immediately where you are, and the caravan will spend the night here tonight.”

"clear!"

The werewolf girl nodded vigorously and quickly took steps towards the front of the team.

After she ran away, Alena's eyes suddenly flashed with a dangerous light, and she raised the corners of her mouth and asked in a low voice: "My dear master, can I burn something else tonight?"

"Yes. Clean up, and we will set off in a moment to find out what secrets are hidden around Lucky Valley."

After that, Zuo Si put away the priceless and expensive magic map, then took out a creature card and summoned the little devil.

When this little thing over half a meter tall appeared out of thin air, the first thing he did was to get angry and curse in the language of Purgatory.

The speed of at least ten words per second and the five minutes of non-recurring swear words made Zuo Si, who had learned the Purgatory language, unable to react for a long time.

Good guy!

Unexpectedly, this little devil is also a master of "language art".

But after Zuo Si came to his senses, he immediately raised his leg and gave the little devil a kick.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the continuous verbal attacks came to an abrupt end.

The little devil flew sideways several meters away on the spot, and then hit the wheels of the carriage.

But this level of attack is obviously nothing to a devil.

But when it got up and wanted to continue cursing, it suddenly discovered that its throat could not make any sound for some reason.

Not only was it unable to make any sound, but its legs and wings were also unable to move as if they were filled with lead.

Immediately afterwards, the little devil heard the familiar purgatory language in his ears: "Little one, you don't seem to understand the situation yet, right?"

You don't need to ask to know that Zuo Si didn't have time to clean or modify the memory of the little devil due to lack of experience when he first made the creature card.

As a result, it has no idea what is happening to it.

What's more, I don't understand that as a summoned creature in the card, there is no way to resist the will of the master.

Fortunately, Zuo Si now needs the little devil's [Theosophy], so he doesn't bother to care about this simple verbal offense.

After all, he would have plenty of time to slowly clean up and train this evil little thing in the future, so he gave a straightforward order: "Use [theosophy] immediately."

The little devil also seemed to realize that the human boy in front of him seemed to be able to control himself through some unknown force. He immediately put away his previous arrogant face and honestly used spells and gestures to successfully perform the weekly [Password] Divine magic].

In just a few seconds, its pupils began to dilate, appearing empty and lifeless.

Upon seeing this, Zuo Si understood that this was the [Spiritual Technique] beginning to work, and immediately asked: "Are there any enemies in the Lucky Valley ahead?"

"have!"

The unknown existence that temporarily descended on the little devil immediately responded in the affirmative.

"Are the enemies coming for me?" Zuo Si asked again.

"yes!"

The unknown existence once again answered in the affirmative.

After receiving two important pieces of information in a row, Zuo Si suddenly showed a thoughtful expression.

After about a minute, he asked the third question: "Is the enemy an entangled talisman?"

"no!"

This time the unknown existence gave a negative answer.

"Is that the Red Robe Wizards?"

"no!"

"Zhentarim?"

"yes!"

After asking five questions in one breath, Zuo Si finally figured out who the enemy he was going to face this time was.

Now only one last question remains.

After thinking for a moment, he quickly asked: "Besides the Zhentarim, are there any other forces involved?"

"have!"

As the last question was answered, the little devil immediately shivered uncontrollably, and then regained his mind and consciousness.

Just when it was trying to please its "little master" with a few compliments...

Zuo Si suddenly pulled out a dagger without warning, pierced the little devil's heart directly, looked straight into its eyes and said expressionlessly: "You are useless now, you can die. Remember! See you next time When summoned, if I hear even a single curse word come out of your mouth, I will throw you into a jar filled with hot liquid silver."

In the end, the little devil breathed his last in a state of panic, fear and despair, and his body quickly turned into nothingness.

At the last moment before it died, it couldn't believe that the "little master" in front of it could be more evil, more ferocious, and more ruthless than itself, just like those high-ranking high-level devils and nobles in hell.

"Master, you don't have to do it yourself. Just give the order and I will do it for you."

Davian, who stood aside and remained silent, took the initiative to remind him.

But Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, you can't do this for me.

As a mage, if you can't tame your own familiar, do you still deserve to be called a mage?

Don't worry, I didn't kill the little devil just to vent my anger.

I just want this guy to understand that I can control its life and death at will.

Just watch, and the next time the little devil is summoned, he will become as well-behaved as a tamed dog. "

After saying these words, Zuo Si put the dagger he carried back into the sheath. His pupils were as calm as a lake, without causing even the slightest ripple.

Because all of this is the result of careful consideration under the control of reason, rather than impulsive behavior caused by out-of-control emotions.

"I feel relieved when I hear you say that. But I still hope that I will handle all these fighting and killing matters in the future. After all, protecting your safety and dealing with all enemies and threats for you is what I exist for." significance."

Davian put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.

"knew."

A faint smile appeared on Zuo Si's face.

Just when he was about to prepare for the next battle, he suddenly saw the dimensional bag placed in the corner of the carriage suddenly move.

Upon seeing this, Zuo Si immediately ran over, opened the tightly tied bag, and poured out everything inside.

In the blink of an eye, Vanessa, who had been reborn as a lich, appeared in the car out of thin air.

And his phylactery just fell into Zuo Si's hands.

The newly born lich first subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment, especially the cloth bag at his feet, and then asked with a surprised look on his face: "You put me in a dimensional bag?"

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right. Although there is no air in the dimensional bag and it cannot breathe, it can be used to contain undead creatures and constructs. How do you feel now?"

"I feel... it seems pretty good. Now I no longer have aging and slowness, nor do I have hunger, pain, or all the violent mood swings. I only have an almost cold sense. This is simply the state that a mage dreams of."

Vanessa spoke of her physical and psychological changes in a slightly low and hoarse voice.

Obviously, he has not adapted to the change from "living person" to "dead person".

He even subconsciously touches the thick white beard on his chin.

But it doesn't matter.

Because lichs are immortal, they have endless time to slowly adapt to this change.

"Congratulations! It seems that your transformation ritual was successful. Here, here is your spell book, as well as all the magic items and equipment you had during your lifetime. Prepare the spells as soon as possible, and come with me to deal with some enemies later."

After returning all the personal belongings that originally belonged to Vanessa to him, Zuo Si activated the planeswalker ability in front of the new lich.

As this dazzling light flashed by, the phylactery with its strange luster turned into a thin, compact card.

This sudden change immediately made Vanessa look shocked and disbelieving.

He didn't even know what had just happened.

What is the other party's purpose and motivation for doing this?

Why did my life box disappear out of thin air?

Will this have a negative impact on the Lich's "immortality"?

There are too many doubts and puzzles plaguing this new lich, along with a strong uneasiness rising from the bottom of his heart.