Fantasy World Transmigration

Standing under the Balato fortress for the first time, seeing the distorted golden-red eyes on the top of the fortress wrapped in flame-like mist, looking down at the earth indifferently, anyone will feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

In the depths of the red-golden pupils, there is a deep darkness that will sink at a glance, and there is a kind of power that makes the soul tremble.

Elminster carefully avoided its gaze. He was dressed like an ordinary down-and-out mage, limping through the streets and alleys of Waterdeep City, avoiding those wrapped in hideous armor from time to time. Drow Patrols. He dared not even use those handy tricks of magic, lest the Eye of Morgoth in the sky should see him.

This Eye of Arcane, hanging high on the top of the tower of Baator Fortress, ruled the magic net of the entire Waterdeep City. Elminster could feel the heat throbbing violently in the silver fire, the wrath of Mystra. This eye of darkness is the projection on the ground of the left eye sent to the starry sky by Morgoth. Within its sight, everything is absolutely difficult to hide.

It is the eye of the magic net, like a virus usurping a part of the authority of the magic net, to some extent desecrated Mystra's throne, and the last person who did this concocted the famous "Kassus apotheosis" , directly led to Mystra's sinking death. The eye of the magic net is like a cancerous tumor, parasitic in Mystra's body

The mystical power with the magic eye as the core made Elminster dare not reveal any traces. Whether it was the Helast black robe or the fallen Kelben black staff, they didn't mind taking him to beg their masters favor. In the Mystery, even Elminster who is intact has no chance of winning, let alone he is seriously injured now.

The streets are full of dark evil things. The mixed army of orcs and ogres in heavy armor is stationed outside the city, and the drow necromancers and the blood hand gang are inside the city.

The lackeys of Morgoth are cruel and cunning. Under the harsh rule of the Dark Lord, they almost numbly follow the order established by him. Under the rule of this iron law, Waterdeep City was unexpectedly peaceful, rather than saying that he ruled the city tolerantly. Rather, he doesn't care.

The dark lord made serious, lively and weird demands on his subordinates. As a result, these bloody and brutal monsters had to do all kinds of funny behaviors. While they brutally cleaned the city, they were as funny and ridiculous as clowns.

Scantily clad drow whose uniforms do not exceed three yards of cloth.

Necromancers who plant flowers in their skulls.

The ever-elegant, smiling, well-dressed member of the Bloody Hand.

The city has an oddly psychic beauty and atmosphere, something Elminster can't even describe: beauty above all. The ubiquitous aesthetics, the dark lord has turned this place into a city that practices his aesthetics, the dark and quiet art floating on the galaxy and the sea, as if frozen in time, flowing poetry in the world.

The tireless ghosts are transforming the city, making it more and more far away from the world, using blood, flowers, and cruelty. Darkness, chant and poetry adorn it, and praise it with the beauty of life. Night City

Elminster walked the city. I feel quiet and ethereal from the bottom of my heart, and even my thinking has been stretched for a certain distance, and my thoughts are also frozen here. He could feel the poetry written on it by the Dark Lord, a hymn to darkness.

Elminster was not fooled by appearances, he was genuinely troubled and vigilant about all this weirdness, the Dark Lord was absolutely different from those abyssal demons and evils, he was more concealed and confusing, the kindness and order aura in the Dark Lord Maybe it really wasn't a joke.

Go around the square where the banshee sings, and carefully avoid the undead who are taking care of the flowers and plants by the roadside. Elminster turned into the Dragon and the Beauty Tavern on the side of the road, which was a relatively safe stronghold for the Harper. Thanks to the pride and arrogance of the dark lord, this place has not been liquidated and attacked.

"The tavern is closed, please come back another day" just as he pushed open the heavy oak door of the tavern. The hoarse voice of the bartender came from the counter.

"It's so cold, let me drink a warm cup before I go." Elminster rubbed his hands, and stepped into the door of the tavern. The flames of the fireplace inside were burning fiercely, and the aroma of burning oak carried a warm breath He made him mentally comfortable. A few travellers, shrouded in cloaks and robes, were seated around the hearth, looking back at him.

"It's so cold, the streets are full of bodyless bone sticks, oh, and cold banshees, this winter is colder than usual" when Elminster was babbling like ordinary drinkers , a long sword with frost on his shoulder, "Who are you, no one here has seen you"

"That's not necessarily the case." Elminster laughed and took off the hood on his head, "Alastriol, it's been a long time since we saw each other, have you forgotten your old friend?" He quickly hung his coat on the rack, Lock the door to the tavern.

But the cold blade made him stop and hug him warmly. Alustriel even pulled out the blade this time, "What good news did you bring us? My husband betrayed me or the warm welcome from Waterdeep City?" She handed the sword forward, and pushed Elminster against the corner, "You have to give me an explanation about Kelben, and you have to give an explanation to the goddess."

"My Lady High." Elminster had to raise his hands, "As you said, we suffered a disastrous defeat in our confrontation with the darkness. The city guards and city sentinels were the first to betray We, and then the major guilds, a considerable part of them chose to wait and see, we and the major temples rose up to resist, but the darkness filled us like a tide."

"But this has nothing to do with Kelben's betrayal," Alaszhuo said angrily.

"Kelben holds the ring of the Lord of Darkness in his hand, a red copper ring representing one of the nineteen rings of his power in evil and darkness. It has the power to deceive people, and no one can bear this temptation, because it is the universe Part of the essence, the stronger you are, the more you will be tempted, until your soul sinks into it, and Kelben was captured by this power."

"When he tried to use this power to get rid of the pollution of the dark essence of the plane brought to him by the dark lord, he sank."

Alastriol looked at him calmly, and finally took off the blade on Elminster's shoulder, "I hope you can help him, the power of the goddess is severely rejected here, and we need your wisdom. Lord of Darkness His power is getting stronger day by day, and as long as the Eye of Morgoth exists in the sky, countless monsters will be inspired and become captives of his power."

Elminster looked around, only to see two people who hid their bodies under black robes sitting on both sides of the fireplace, one was a tall mysterious mage holding a wand, and the other was a slender lady.

"The dark lord is always paying attention to this place, you are not hesitating to risk exposure, what is it for?"

"For the Light"

The mysterious mage interjected, he stood up from the chair, he was too tall to stretch out in the room, he walked awkwardly to Elminster, "to fight against the hope of the dark lord Melkor"

When he got close to Elminster, Elminster widened his eyes in shock, because he saw the same face as Chen Ang, but this Chen Ang was more holy, and his face was more handsome, with his whole body All with a suffocating tension. Even in the dim cabin, there is a holy light.

"Don't be surprised, this is the white-robed wizard Saruman, an ally promised by the gods to fight against Melkor" Alastriol hurriedly stopped Elminster from overreacting, she introduced to Elminster.

Chen Ang nodded calmly. His current identity belongs to the bright and kind part. Although the one with the Supreme Lord of the Rings is also the Lord of Darkness, it is only an identity formed by his part of the power attached to the Lord of the Rings. "Hello, Great Sage of Shadow Valley." Chen Ang nodded, and the hood slipped off his head, revealing his whole face.

"Hello, respected Elf wizard." Elminster's eyes were unclear. He looked at Chen Ang and the other man in black, and his eyes were undoubtedly focused on Chen Ang's slightly pointed ears. The divine essence representing kindness and light, as well as the blessings of nature and the world, surround Chen Ang like a hymn of nature.

Compared with this elf that is common in Elminster, Chen Ang and another female elf are so handsome that they seem to be different from the world. They are elegant and ethereal, and they have the essence of immortality. Each of them is a demigod. .

"We are all Ainu born of the Silmaril, and the world is made of light and darkness, so when Morgoth was born, we were blessed by the world, born with the Silmaril, and with the Morgoth Goth belongs to the great divinity of the Force." To be continued

ps: yesterday's update

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