A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

There is no doubt that the magical plague and the awakening of the creator race in Neverwinter are not a threat at all to Zuo Si now, and can only be regarded as a minor trouble at best.

Because after the local residents, adventurers, and mercenaries of the towns and villages in the North completed the almost cruel enclosure expansion movement, although they have been nominally included in the territory of the West Coast Empire, in fact most areas still maintain a semi-autonomous state. .

Especially in towns that originally had legal lords, political deals were basically reached in private.

The empire publicly granted these people titles of nobility, recognized the land and property they possessed, and allowed them to retain lordships and some power.

In exchange, they would recognize the land under their rule as part of the empire, accept administrative, judicial and taxation officials sent by the cabinet, and voluntarily hand over a series of powers such as military and diplomacy.

Obviously, it is not difficult to see from the contents of these transactions that the high-level strategy of the West Coast Empire towards the annexation of the Northland is to be prudent. They are not in a hurry to get it done in one go, but intend to assimilate it bit by bit with the help of economic and cultural power. .

After all, the people of this place have always been fierce. For example, the ten towns in Icewind Valley often fight over fishing resources. Every year, dozens to dozens of people die, and barbarian tribes of all sizes add to this. There must be hundreds of thousands of people together.

They are not goblins, gnolls, lizardmen, ogres, trolls, orcs and other monsters that can be slaughtered at will without worrying about the pressure of public opinion, but a group of primitive human tribes who make a living by fishing, hunting, and nomadic herding.

Although these guys are not essentially different from monsters, they also like to rob towns and caravans, forcibly turn captives into slaves, and perform bloody and cruel sacrifice rituals.

It is obviously unrealistic to want the barbarian tribes to accept the rule of the empire immediately.

To bring them into the sphere of rule, one must first fundamentally change their thoughts, values, and living habits.

In other words, it is to be integrated into the empire's economic system, get rid of the barbaric life of chasing prey and constantly migrating, gradually learn to farm, settle down, and establish small villages and towns, so that most people have their own land and property.

To achieve this, on the one hand, we must strengthen the defense of all towns and villages in the North, ensure the safety of every trade route, and deter those barbarian tribes who want to grab something when nothing happens, and on the other hand, through transactions Guide these barbarian tribes to make changes themselves.

As a modern man who pursues pragmatism, Zuo Si has always scorned such things as tradition and ancestral methods.

He believed that the reason why the barbarians in the North became what they were now was ultimately the result of the harsh living environment.

If they had remained as savage and ferocious as monsters, they would have died out long ago. There would be no way they could continue to this day, and they would have become a force that cannot be ignored.

Once there is a better and more comfortable life, the barbarians will soon abandon those useless traditional habits and embrace civilization.

At this time, those lords who are local snakes can play a role.

Because anyone who can make a name for themselves in the North has basically learned how to deal with the surrounding barbarian tribes.

They were sometimes hostile, and the lords needed to guard against barbarian invasions and plunder;

Sometimes it is an alliance, and they will unite to deal with large-scale invasions of orcs and other monsters.

After all, barbarians are members of the human race.

Compared to monsters, they obviously still prefer to cooperate with their own kind.

Many barbarians relied on doing business with nearby towns in exchange for cloth, salt, needlework, spices, steel products and other supplies necessary for life.

Therefore, the situation in the North is not a simple binary opposition between civilization and barbarism, but is much more complicated than many people imagine.

The strategy of the West Coast Empire is to first draw the lords and upper ruling class who are on the side of civilization into its own huge economic system, and then use the connections they have at hand to continuously induce the barbarian tribes to turn from barbarism to civilization, and finally achieve control. Complete domination of this vast and sparsely populated land.

At this moment, Aribes was ordered to lead a team full of supplies to appear on a river bank near the Neverwinter Forest.

Today is the day of the monthly trade with the Black Lion clan of Uthgardt barbarians.

Their biggest feature is that they have black hair and blue eyes, and are unusually tall and strong. They have extreme hatred and hatred for orcs.

Although there is currently a plague in Neverwinter City, Aribes still brought what the other party urgently needed in accordance with the agreement.

After all, the Black Lion Clan is different from the other Uthgard barbarians who are still in a state of eating raw materials and drinking blood. Due to their long-term influence on civilization, they have long abandoned their past traditions and converted to the God of Guards, Heim, and the God of Suffering, Ilmat. , Tyr, the god of justice, and Torm, the god of loyalty and courage.

This means that they will abide by rules and laws, and will not be capricious and dishonest like other barbarians.

Precisely because of their similar beliefs, the Black Lion Clan has always had a good relationship with Neverwinter City, and will even help it resist threats from the depths of the forest and wilderness.

When Luskan was still ruled by the Arcane Brotherhood, they helped repel the armies sent by the former on more than one occasion.

Relying on the traditional friendship and the matchmaking of the Church of the God of Justice, the trade volume between the two parties began to increase rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In particular, furs, herbs, gems, animal bones and various animals that can be used as pets have brought huge wealth to the Black Lion Clan, and they have built their own city on the edge of the forest, trying to cultivate farmland or Carry out grazing farming.

From a distance, it looks like a civilized scene.

When the people standing guard on the arrow tower noticed the arrival of the team flying the flag of Neverwinter, they immediately sounded the alarm.

After a while, a strong man carrying a double-edged battle ax and wearing a piece of hard leather armor on his upper body walked out of the walled city, followed by dozens of male warriors.

The reason why there are no women is that there is no concept of gender equality among barbarians. Whoever has a bigger fist can speak louder.

And women are obviously far from men's opponents in terms of strength, brutality and cruelty.

This means that most barbarian tribes have a disdainful and discriminatory attitude towards women, believing that women should stay at home to give birth to children, do housework, and serve men.

Unless some talented female barbarians can defeat male warriors of the same age in one-on-one duels, they can win status and recognition from all their tribesmen.

However, this macho man obviously recognized Aribes and did not despise her because she was a beautiful woman. Instead, he beat his chest in accordance with etiquette to express his respect.

The rest of the barbarian warriors also imitated the leader's actions.

The reason is also very simple!

This tribe belonging to the Black Lion Clan was basically dealt with by the half-elf paladin from top to bottom in the competition.

Uthgard barbarians have always admired the truly strong men.

After scanning these familiar faces, Aribes said straight to the point without any nonsense: "The supplies you need are all here, with a total value of twenty-five thousand gold coins. As before, we accept items including furs, herbs, wood and Anything else of value in exchange.”

"No problem, I'll have someone go check the warehouse right now."

The barbarian leader nodded to his men, and soon after, piles of furs, ores, gems, and herbs that had been simply processed were brought out.

The accompanying merchants immediately began to appraise these things and load them into trucks, while the wealthy Uthgar barbarians happily purchased the daily necessities brought by the caravan.

Among them, salt and ironware firmly accounted for the majority.

The former is not only a condiment and a necessary element for the human body, but also an indispensable raw material for curing meat and fish. It is definitely much more important than gold coins for barbarians who lack salt-making technology and are not close to the sea.

As for iron tools, it is directly related to the quantity of weapons and armor, and is directly linked to the tribe's war capabilities and survivability.

In this way, no matter how much the two strategic materials are hoarded, there will never be too much.

Seeing the piles of grain, salt, weapons and armor being transported back to the warehouse of the camp, the barbarian chief quickly showed undisguised joy and said with a smile: "I thought there was a plague over there. This month The deal may be ruined."

"Oh? Have you also heard about the plague in Neverwinter?"

Aribes showed a surprised expression.

She couldn't believe that the other party could get news from the outside world so quickly even though he lived in such a remote place.

"um, yes.

Not only me, but also several nearby Black Lion clan tribes know about it.

Because a group of mysterious guys came to the forest not long ago, trumpeting the news that Neverwinter City was about to be destroyed, and then invited all tribes to join them.

At present, some tribes such as Black Crow, Gray Wolf, and Original Moss have chosen to accept the invitation. Many gnolls, trolls, and orcs are also among this group. It is said that there are also dragons and giants.

In addition, a hunter claimed to have witnessed a terrifying monster deep in the forest. It looked a bit like a frost giant, but it led an army of undead.

Be careful, I can feel that this plague in Neverwinter may not be as simple as it seems. "

The barbarian chief shook out everything he knew.

Based on this alone, it is not difficult to see that he has long regarded Neverwinter as an out-and-out ally.

After all, the huge benefits generated by the transactions between the two parties have made the tribe very wealthy. They cannot afford to lose this important ally, and they do not want to return to the previous hard life where they had to be careful even when eating salt.

Aribes's face suddenly changed after learning the bombshell news, and she immediately asked in a hurried tone: "Who are these people? Is their purpose to destroy Neverwinter?"

The chief of the barbarian tribe smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sorry, ma'am.

Because we rejected each other, they didn't reveal anything about themselves.

The only thing I know is that the other party made a promise to all the tribes that joined.

After receiving the promise, these tribes began mobilizing for war.

Right now, the entire Neverwinter Forest has fallen into an unprecedented state of tension, and a war might break out at some point. "

"So you think this matter may be a prelude to a huge conspiracy?"

A flash of anger flashed in Aribes's eyes.

Because from the outbreak of the magical plague to the present, the death toll in Neverwinter has risen by nearly four digits.

Among them are patients who died of the disease, as well as healthy people who died in small-scale local riots.

“It’s not that I think it, but it’s basically confirmed.

If nothing else, the plague in Neverwinter City should be a deliberate means by those mysterious people to attract your attention.

In this way, they can take the opportunity to recruit tribes in the wilderness to form a large army, and then attack the city of Neverwinter with lightning speed.

See those thickened and taller walls?

Our tribes in the Black Lion Clan are currently ready for war. "

When saying these words, the barbarian chief's expression and tone became extremely serious.

You must know that in the cruel North, no one dares to joke about war.

Often the end of a war means the permanent physical demise of a tribe.

Men will be slaughtered mercilessly, while women will become slaves of the enemy and tools to vent their desires and reproduce.

No sympathy!

No mercy!

There will be no so-called moral and legal constraints!

Some are just the law of the jungle where the jungle prevails!

"Damn! Whoever is behind this, I swear to make him pay for his crimes."

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Aribes ignored the caravan and handed it over to a deputy. He immediately got on his horse and planned to go back and inform Lord Nasir of this important news.

But on the way back, she was ambushed by the enemy as expected.

boom! ! ! ! ! !

Accompanied by the high-temperature flames generated by the explosion of the seven-ring energy evocation magic [Delayed Explosion Fireball], the war horse under the crotch of the half-elf paladin died suddenly on the spot. He was also lifted into the air by the air wave, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Before Aribes could recover from her dizziness, a group of heavily armed ogres rushed out of the woods, wielding their giant axes to chop her into pieces.

There is no doubt that this was a premeditated raid. The opponent even accurately grasped the time and route of her return to Neverwinter City, and used a high-level spell with astonishing lethality, obviously intending to kill her once and for all.

Normally, even a high-level warrior of the same level would be seriously injured and fall to the ground after receiving such a delayed explosion fireball. It would be impossible to get up in less than thirty seconds to a minute.

But at this time, the advantage of the paladin's special ability - divine grace comes to the fore.

Since as long as you reach professional level LV2, you will receive the blessing of the gods of the good camp, so the charm attribute of the paladins will increase their immunity against magical attacks.

Another explanation that is easier to understand is that the paladin will receive a warning from the gods at the moment before the attack arrives, and then react one step ahead.

So Aribes jumped up from the saddle a second before being hit by the fireball and successfully avoided most of the damage. The seriousness on his hand was far less serious than it seemed.

The moment the ogre's sharp ax struck, she turned over to avoid the fatal attack, then pulled out the weapon and slashed hard at the monster's hip behind its knees.

puff!

Blood immediately splattered everywhere.

The ogre immediately screamed when he felt the pain, and then fell to his knees with a plop. It was obvious that the tendons in his legs had been severed, and he could no longer maintain his standing posture.

Aribes seized this fleeting opportunity, jumped up by stepping on the opponent's other bent knee, and inserted the sword into his eye, killing this monster that was quite dangerous to most adventurers.

The battle, which lasted less than two or three seconds, fully demonstrated the strength of the strongest warrior in Neverwinter City.

But the crisis is not over.

The death of a mere ogre cannot change the current unfavorable situation.

Soon the remaining ogres roared and launched a siege.

"Kill this woman!"

"I'm going to beat you up!"

"Half-elf meat...is delicious!"

Although due to their low intelligence, ogres are representatives of stupidity and savagery in the minds of most adventurers.

But that doesn't mean they're easy to deal with.

Especially the terrifying force acting on heavy weapons can flatten a person and their armor in one go. Non-magical armor is basically useless, even the most expensive full-body armor.

Unless there are a very few guys whose strength attributes exceed human limits, the only thing they can do in the face of the ogre's attack is to dodge.

Aribes is not a person known for her strength, so she can only dodge these gleaming axes in a panic, while taking the time to use holy healing to recover from her injuries.

Just when she saw the opportunity to launch a counterattack and kill another ogre, the mage ambushing in the woods in the distance once began to chant unfamiliar spells.

not good!

The half-elf paladin, who had extensive experience fighting spellcasters, immediately realized how dire his situation was.

If the opponent's spellcasting concentration cannot be interrupted immediately, even an illusion or psychic magic that can only cause a few seconds of trance will cause her to be hacked to death by the ogre.

No hesitation!

Aribes directly activated the paladin's unique four-ring magic [Holy Sword Technique], allowing the weapon in his hand to emit a golden light that restrained the evil camp.

Upon seeing this, the ogre immediately covered his eyes and stopped attacking, and quickly backed away with a look of horror on his face.

They just have slightly lower intelligence and cognitive levels, and they are not really stupid.

You must know that even an ordinary long sword without any magic blessing will immediately become an artifact with an enchantment level of +5 once [Holy Sword Technique] is released, and it will also cause additional damage to evil creatures.

If he were hit by such a weapon, even with the body of an ogre, he would be more likely to suffer a disaster.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the ogre instinctively stopped attacking, Aribes quickly locked onto the enemy mage's position and immediately rushed forward to kill this dangerous guy.

But unfortunately, when she swung the sword, the mage's accidental spell was instantly activated, and the whole person was directly teleported to the opposite direction more than thirty meters away.

What's even more terrible is that the other party actually completed the magic at this time, raised his hand and pointed lightly.

The next second...

Aribes felt as if her body suddenly lost weight, and her feet lifted off the ground and floated into the air.

Seven-ring transformation magic [anti-gravity]!

She immediately confirmed the name and specific function of the spell.

For a melee professional, there is nothing more disgusting than being hit by [Anti-Gravity].

Because melee professions cannot run or move at all after losing gravity, they are basically like a living target floating in the sky, allowing the opponent to slaughter them.

From this point, it is not difficult to see that the mage covering his face with a hood is definitely not an academic, but a master who is proficient in the use of magic in combat.

And even after Aribes lost the ability to move, he still had no intention of relaxing. He calmly took out a dagger and blessed it with a necromantic spell full of negative energy, and then blessed himself with a necromantic spell. The enemy took the opportunity and threw the dagger forcefully.

In a blink of an eye!

Aribes, who was floating in the air and unable to make any dodge movements, was scratched on the back of her hand by the dagger.

Although the wound was very shallow and could only be regarded as a skin injury at best, the cold negative energy poured into the body and caused serious damage to it.

The whole person seemed to have turned into a vampire, and the skin became extremely pale and without any blood.

"How does [Bone Arrow] taste?"

The mage grinned with a sinister smile.

There is no doubt that this is a very unpopular six-ring necromantic magic. Its effect is to add negative energy to the long-range weapon, giving it a temporary +4 enchantment level, and injecting negative energy into the target's body to cause damage.

If taken alone, no one would use such a spell that is neither high nor low.

But if combined with [anti-gravity], even the most powerful paladin in Neverwinter will inevitably lose the ability to resist.

"Who are you? Why did you want to ambush me?"

Aribes asked, holding back the pain caused by the negative energy invading her body.

The mage answered meaningfully: "Because you know too much. In fact, in our original plan, you could have had a better future. But unfortunately, you ruined it all yourself."

"So what the chief of the Black Lion clan said is true? The magical plague is just used to divert attention? Your real purpose is to recruit a wild army to capture Neverwinter City?"

Aribes clenched her fists tightly, unable to suppress the anger in her heart.

But the mage ignored her cannibalistic eyes and let out a creepy laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha!

As Lord Nasir's deputy and the second-in-command in Neverwinter, you are really innocent and cute.

Do you think the magic plague is just a diversion?

I admit that I do have this intention.

But more importantly, it is to draw strength to open the seal and welcome the return of the true ancient master of this land. "

"The real master of this land?"

Aribes quickly recalled the history of Neverwinter and its surrounding areas, but could not find any older civilization.

Because the city's original name was "Egosto", which is a typical Luskan word, and "Neverwinter" translated the word into Jondas.

According to scholars' research on some ancient scrolls and rumors, it can be basically determined that the city was first founded by a sun elf named Harus. He led a group of elves to resist the invasion from Luskan and eventually died heroically.

So even if the land ownership is traced upward, it will only be the elves.

Humans, on the other hand, helped the elves resist Luskan's attack as allies, and finally inherited Neverwinter legally.

The mage obviously noticed the confusion and confusion on the face of the paladin, raised his chin slightly and mocked: "I think you must think that the ancient masters I am referring to are those pointed-eared elves, right?"

"Isn't it true? In addition to the elves, there are other races on this land that have established older civilizations?" Irebeth narrowed her eyes and asked.

"Of course!

To be precise, before the elves came to the continent of Faerûn, in the Thunder Age, which was older than the battle between giants and dragons, a group of creator races once appeared on this land.

At that time, the Northland was still very warm and humid, and there were dense tropical jungles everywhere.

Not only did they build the oldest civilization and city in the world, they were also the first to discover the secrets of magic and recorded all their knowledge on some scrolls called the skins of the giant snakes of the universe.

These scrolls became the famous Netherese scrolls.

Therefore, the creator race is the true master of Faerûn, and is older than any other race and civilization.

The so-called humans and elves just stole their land.

Now, the great creator race has awakened from its slumber and will take back everything that belongs to it under the leadership of the great queen. "

When he said these words, the mage's tone suddenly became extremely excited, exciting and fanatical.

After all, normal people cannot betray their own race and take refuge with the creators of a group of ancient scaly reptilian intelligent creatures that cannot even adapt to environmental changes.

Whether they are snake people, lizard people living on land, or naga living in water, they are quite hostile to the civilizations established by humans, elves, dwarves, dwarves and halflings, and regard them as ones that should be surrendered to them. slave.

At this moment, Aribes finally understood the purpose of the magical plague and the series of actions in the Neverwinter Forest.

The other party has one and only one purpose, which is to destroy Neverwinter City so that the awakened creator race can once again become the master of this land.

Because only Neverwinter City and its surrounding areas in the entire North can maintain a relatively warm and humid environment all year round due to geothermal heat.

But it's a pity that even if she knows the truth behind the conspiracy, she can't tell anyone now.

Facing the impending death, Aribes showed no fear, but sneered and retorted: "Stop daydreaming!

Your plan won't work!

Once Neverwinter is heavily invaded, Lord Nasir will seek help from the Empire and other city-states in the North.

At that time, both you and the creator races will eventually face an invincible and powerful army, as well as the wrath of His Majesty Soth.

In the end the only thing you can gain is destruction. "

"ha!

You think we haven't thought about the threat from the West Coast Empire?

Think about it carefully, why did Lord Nasir not immediately ask for help from the empire when the plague broke out?

That old and dim guy has already been influenced and controlled by us.

Once the seal is opened, he will pledge allegiance to the Queen of the Great Creator Race under the control of magic, and at the same time declare that Neverwinter will be freed from the rule of the Empire.

The invasion would then become a political event.

In addition to Neverwinter City, many lords in the North will also follow suit under the control of magic, and maybe even the City of Shadows will not be able to help but get involved.

At the same time, tens of thousands of monster armies will rush out of the wilderness, attack human settlements, destroy and burn all houses and farmland, and kill every living human being, regardless of age or sex.

If you include the gods who are hostile to the West Coast Empire, the entire Northland will be in chaos.

The emperor you talk about can't do anything! "

The mage proudly told the whole plan.

Obviously, since Luskan's Olympian Brotherhood had long been uprooted and the entire city was completely included in the imperial governance system, these guys instead chose to launch the city of Shade.

After all, the relationship between Shar, the goddess of the night, and Zuo Si has never been very good.

In addition, it may also include the orc gods, the goblin gods, the gnoll king Yeenoghu, the frost giant king Kostchurch, the spider goddess Lolth and her "filial" son Velen, and the ooze "Old friends" such as Ghaunadaur, the monster god, and Mara, the beast god.

As the empire representing order expanded to the wild north, the belief and influence of these guys on the continent of Faerûn was greatly weakened.

It makes sense that they would do their best to disrupt the Empire's plan to annex the North.

After hearing this, Aribes's pupils suddenly dilated, with an expression of shock and disbelief on her face.

She could not believe in her dreams that the other party planned and completed such a terrible conspiracy right under her nose.

This is no longer simply a trouble for Neverwinter City, but a disaster for the entire civilized world in the North.

The mage obviously enjoyed the pain and despair displayed by the half-elf paladin. He raised his fingers shining with arcane light and planned to complete the final blow, and then used magic to imprison the soul in the corpse to create a powerful death knight.

You must know that the bodies and souls of high-level paladin are very valuable things, even the abyss lords and devil dukes are coveted.

But at the critical moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Are you sure I really can't do anything?"

moment!

A strong instinct-like fear swept through the mage's brain, causing him to subconsciously turn around and shoot a series of colorful magic missiles.

But this spell, which can cause a huge amount of force field damage, disappears without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

When he saw the other party's true face clearly, his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his limbs were stiff and his whole body was cold.

Because it was none other than Zuo Si who had just arrived from Neverwinter City.

Seeing the arrival of the savior, Aribes, who had been waiting for death, immediately became ecstatic and used her last strength to shout: "Don't let that damn bastard escape! He is one of the masterminds of the whole thing. He must know a lot of secrets.”

"Don't worry, he can't run away. And I also want to know which gods and demon lords have joined this game."

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth raised slightly, revealing a chilling and dangerous smile.

He originally thought that the plague in Neverwinter was just a small matter caused by a race of creators, and it should be enough to leave it to Dumbledore to solve.

But now suddenly so many gods and demon lords have chosen to join in, turning what was originally a small trouble into a war for control of the North, so you can't blame him for wanting to go out in person.

"You...why are you here?!"

The mage undoubtedly knew exactly who the young man with black hair and eyes in front of him was, and there was even a tremor in his voice.

"Why can't I be here?

Don’t you think that your plan is really seamless and that you have successfully deceived all the intelligence agencies and spies I have installed in the North?

Or are you saying that the queen of the creator race you serve, as well as the gods and demon lords behind her who want to cause trouble for me, tell you that I will not appear in the Northland during this critical period? "

Following Zuo Si's aggressive questioning, the surrounding air seemed to solidify in an instant.

He obviously hadn't done anything yet, but the mage's lungs couldn't take in air for some reason, and the face hidden under the hood began to turn red and purple. He tried to activate the teleportation magic several times to escape, but failed without exception.

Because at this moment, the magic network within a radius of several kilometers has completely fallen into Zuo Si's control.

Unless the goddess of magic comes at midnight, even the incarnations of other gods will not be able to cast even a single magic or divine spell.

But this situation only lasted for less than a minute, and a dark power surged out of the mage's body, replacing the normal magic network and giving him the power to cast spells again.

You don't need to ask to know that this dark power is the shadow magic network controlled by Shar, the goddess of the night.

The mage teleported directly hundreds of meters away, holding on to a tree on the roadside and breathing heavily, his eyes filled with unconcealable fear.

He had obviously never been so close to death as he was today.

Especially the feeling of being completely deprived of the ability to cast spells and turned back into an ordinary person in an instant, which makes people want to commit suicide in despair.

However, Zuo Si obviously ignored the frightened mage, and instead turned his attention to the dark curtain that remained in place and did not dissipate.

In just a few seconds, a stunning beauty wrapped in black translucent gauze appeared out of thin air. Her white and delicate toes lightly stepped on the soil and leaves, making a slight rustling sound.

"Night...Shar, the goddess of night!"

Aribes clearly recognized this one of the oldest creation goddesses who represented darkness and evil, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This is not a reaction due to fear, but the negative energy that has entered the body is growing at an unimaginable speed, constantly eating away at the little remaining vitality.

After a while, she rolled her eyes and fell into a deep, dying coma.

Shar, who had descended into the avatar, hooked her fingers, and Irebes, who had lost all ability to resist, floated directly over, letting the goddess gently caress her cheek and neck, and finally bent down and kissed her on the lips.

After finishing all this, Shar smiled and sighed: "Does it have a soul with both light and dark sides at the same time?

This is really quite rare.

Coupled with the status of a paladin and his beautiful appearance, it is no wonder that it will arouse your interest.

Dear Soth, I haven’t seen you for a while, and the evil aura in you has begun to become stronger and deeper. "

"Thank you for the compliment. You are still as beautiful and mysterious as before, exuding a fascinating temperament."

Zuo Si looked at the other person's nearly perfect proportions under the black gauze and bowed slightly in response.

"Haha, are you interested in becoming my ally?"

Shar instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared from his eyes, then suddenly appeared behind Zuo Si, whispering into his ear with a seductive voice.

Zuo Si refused without looking back: "Sorry, I have no interest in your wish to destroy the world and return everything to darkness.

His Majesty the God of God Ao will not allow such a situation to occur.

So I advise you to stop engaging in such outrageous conspiracies.

This will not only make the gods more wary and hostile to you, but it is impossible to succeed at all.

What's more, have you forgotten that our stance is hostile? "

The words have not yet been spoken!

Shar's original smiling expression disappeared instantly, replaced by coldness and gloom, and she directly distanced herself from him.

"So you are determined to go against me?"

"No, it's not that I'm against you, but that you're causing trouble for me.

You must know that I did not take the initiative to launch an attack on the Eno Oak Desert under the control of Ghost City, but you crossed the line first.

So you started this war first, and I was just forced to fight it. "

Zuo Si corrected calmly.

"very good!

very good!

In this case, there is no need to continue talking.

I want to see if you and your allies can deal with so many opponents at the same time.

You must know that there are more people than you imagine this time who want to join in and give you some color. "

After saying that, Shar instantly turned into a black mist and disappeared.

Upon seeing this, the mage in the distance hurriedly tried to activate teleportation magic to escape. However, he was a step too late and was pinned to the ground by the force field's big hand, unable to move.

Zuo Si slowly walked to the unconscious Irebes, picked her up and released a powerful healing spell.

In an instant, her pale and bloodless skin turned rosy, and her weak heartbeat became stronger and stronger.

Feeling that the body temperature of the half-elf paladin was recovering, Zuo Si sneered and murmured to himself: "Unite all my enemies together?

It's really yours, Shar!

He is indeed the most notorious troublemaker in Faerûn.

He actually doesn't stop for a moment, and even does things that are harmful to others and not beneficial to himself.

But you have obviously made a fatal mistake, that is, I am no better than before, and I have more means to deal with gods. "

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si took Aribes and the mage captive directly to activate the teleportation magic and disappeared.

There is no doubt that Shar's appearance is a disguised declaration of war.

The most important thing right now is to quickly find out who is involved.