One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 163 The Temptation of Becoming a Lich (Fourth Update Please Subscribe)

"The current situation in Tethyr is so bad that all the nobles and lords are vying for and spying on the throne? If I remember correctly, isn't there still a titular queen?" Zuo Si rubbed his chin with a sigh asked with interest.

As a country that is run through by two large rivers, and where the south of the Star Spiral Mountains is almost all fertile flood plains, the Kingdom of Tethyr is absolutely outstanding in terms of agricultural and animal husbandry output.

Even the lowest level of farmers, as long as they are not ransacked by monsters and other lords, they can fill the stomachs of the whole family through hard work.

Coupled with the fact that it has two natural harbors close to the tropics, Mailatma and Zhazesbo, both fishery and commerce are quite developed.

Since independence from the Xia En Dynasty, there has been almost no famine.

Its geographical location is so superior that it is like a meal from God.

Normally, a country like this should have full "stability".

Regrettably, since the "Year of the Bright Blade" (1347DR), Tesselburg was razed to the ground by raging flames at the beginning of the black tenth day of the Eli moon. People died in the fire, and the whole country was completely torn apart.

Conspiracies, wars and annexations among noble lords have become the main theme in the past ten years.

All the families participating in this game have only one goal, which is to defeat all competitors and become the new royal family of this country.

As a local, Geoffrey obviously knows more about the situation in Tethyr Kingdom than the rumored Zuo Si, and explained with a sneer: "Queen? If you mean that poor little imprisoned in the castle, she is now with It is more appropriate to say that it is the monarch of this country, rather than a spoil of war."

"The trophy?"

Zuo Si showed a very surprised expression.

He originally thought that this "Her Majesty the Queen" should at least be a puppet.

But who knew, he was even worse than a puppet.

"That's right! Trophy!"

Jeffrey nodded seriously.

"No matter which family finally wins the protracted war, it will elect a male heir to marry the queen, so as to "reasonably and legally" gain the right to rule.

And the children they gave birth to will inevitably become the masters of the new dynasty of the entire country.

But none of this has anything to do with mages like you and me.

What we pursue is the power of the arcane, eternal life and endless knowledge.

These secular rights and grievances, let those stupid nobles fight to the death. "

"makes sense."

Zuo Si agreed deeply, and at the same time took out a notebook filled with skills and experience in making steel golems, flesh golems, various constructs and undead creatures from the satchel, and handed it directly to the other party.

He had already learned and mastered all the notes he found from the upper area of ​​the floating city tower.

Now it is translated into the surface common language of Faerun Continent and used for trading, which is completely with the idea of ​​waste utilization.

But what is worthless to Zuo Si does not mean that it is also worthless in the eyes of others.

After the old mage Jeffrey got the notes, he immediately opened them impatiently and read them.

When he read about how to create complex and powerful constructs and undead creatures, his whole body began to tremble with excitement.

After all, no matter what, the author of this notebook is also the necromancer Ashtar.

Calculated according to Faerun's spellcasting level, even if it is not a legendary mage, it is not far behind.

After more than ten minutes, Jeffrey finally recovered slowly from the ecstasy, raised his head and said in an extremely sincere tone: "Thank you, Sous. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have stopped here for the rest of my life. But this notebook opened a new window for me. Now, I have the inspiration to get rid of this aging body."

"You don't want to transform yourself into a half-golem, do you?"

Zuo Si saw through the old mage's thoughts almost at a glance.

"Is there a problem?" Jeffrey asked in an uncertain tone.

Zuo Si shrugged and explained: "The biggest problem with transforming your body into a half-golem is that the more parts you transform, the greater the impact on your brain's intelligence.

I've seen powerful spellcasters who feared death turn into either idiots with no intelligence or lunatics filled with uncontrollable rage.

Believe me, a half-golem is not a good choice.

Rather than living in such a humiliating manner, it is better to die early.

If you really want to gain immortality, I personally recommend that you transform into a lich or a vampire. "

Hearing these words, Jeffrey suddenly showed a bitter smile: "If I have a full set of knowledge to transform liches, there is no need to delay until now."

Zuo Si stepped forward and stuck to the old mage's ear and slowly uttered two words: "I have!"

moment!

Jeffrey's complexion and eyes changed, becoming full of fanaticism and longing, exuding a dangerous aura from his whole body.

But when he saw the huge steel golem, he immediately felt his boiling greed being poured into a bucket of ice water, and he regained his composure and rationality almost instantly, licking his dry lips and tentatively saying, "What do I need to pay? to obtain this knowledge?"

"It's very simple! I can help you transform into a lich, but as a price, you must hand over your phylactery and serve me for at least a hundred years." Zuo Si offered the conditions without haste.

As a planeswalker, he is extremely sensitive to life and energy.

It can be sensed that the old mage in front of him is near the end of his life, and I am afraid that his time is numbered.

It was also because of this that the other party was so eager to find a way to escape death.

"Hand over the phylactery?!"

Jeffrey's heart was beating violently, and his eyes were full of struggle.

For the lich, the phylactery is the container used to store his soul.

If you entrust the phylactery to others for safekeeping, it is equivalent to entrusting your life to the other party.

As long as the holder has the slightest malice and destroys the phylactery, the so-called immortal lich will disappear from the world instantly and forever.

But the problem is, among all the people Jeffrey knows now, only the boy in front of him, who looks only about ten years old, has clearly stated that he has a complete set of rituals to transform into a lich.

If you miss this opportunity, it will be too late to regret it when you are about to die.

Not many mages are willing to age and die like ordinary people.

They hope to have an infinite lifespan, and then explore endless planes, obtain precious and rare knowledge through various methods, and then transform this knowledge into the power to destroy the world.

Zuo Si noticed the ambivalence of the old mage, and immediately said meaningfully: "Since you still have a few years, so you can think about it slowly.

When you think about it clearly, you can come to Askatera and get in touch with me through Bernard at any time.

Oh, almost forgot.

I'd like to buy a few wands from you before I leave Myratma, is that all right? "

"Of course it's fine. I'll go to the Curry on the basement level now to see what other wands are available for you to choose from."

After all, Jeffrey, who was in a mess, saluted with one hand on his chest, turned around and walked out of the workshop quickly.

However, Zuo Si obviously noticed that he used the honorific "you" at the last moment.

This also means that, in fact, the old mage's subconscious mind has succumbed.

It's just that I still have a certain fluke mentality, and I want to procrastinate for a while to see if I can encounter a good thing that falls from the sky.

After Geoffrey walked away completely, Zuo Si took out a blank card and directly turned the huge steel golem into a creature card of his Planeswalker class.

It is also the only LV6 card in hand.

With the previous massacre of the monster army, he gained a lot of mana.

In addition, Bell Torgas, a mature red dragon, and six members of the Dragon Cult with high spellcasting levels.

Enough to upgrade the planeswalker profession from LV5 to LV6.

(end of this chapter)