One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 241 Silver Fire

For the visit of the Goddess of Magic and the God of Knowledge, Zuo Si has undoubtedly been mentally prepared for a long time.

Because he knew that the things he brought back were very different from the current mainstream on the Faerun Continent, whether in terms of development direction or basic concepts.

Part of it can even be said to run counter to it from the beginning.

Whether it is to find out the reasons, environment and background of the birth of these things, or to understand the application of these knowledge and technologies in another world, the two Shendu will inevitably descend to avatars or saints to have a detailed understanding.

It's just that what Zuo Si didn't expect was that Oghma and Midnight would get together.

Fortunately, other than him, no one else in the mage tower knew the true identities of these two, and they thought they were just old friends who came to visit, so they didn't cause too much commotion, and they were quickly invited to the mage tower. upper area.

In the next few days, Zuo Si systematically answered a large number of questions raised by the goddess of magic and the god of knowledge.

Compared with Oghma, who has traveled in countless worlds, Midnight, who was born as an aborigine in Faerun, obviously cannot imagine what a magical world that is in peace most of the time is like.

There is no way to understand why wizards from different worlds invented such a wide variety of spells for daily life, and why they regard controlling other people's minds and magic such as killing and destruction as taboos.

But in any case, the third-generation Goddess of Magic appreciates and agrees with the concept of applying magic power to other places instead of killing, destroying and destroying.

Unfortunately, given the turbulent environment of Faerun Continent full of disputes, conspiracies, killings and deaths, it is determined that most arcane spellcasters will inevitably focus on how to make themselves stronger and more invincible .

Instead of developing life magic that even low-level mages disdain to learn.

In this regard, Zuo Si's thinking is not much different from other mages in Faerun.

After all, survival and safety are always the first of all needs.

In addition, the communication and contact between gods and mortals in Faerun is so frequent that the collision of various ideas and concepts is as sharp as the tip of a needle.

Want to create a peaceful environment to promote the development of magic and technology?

I'm sorry, let's go and kill the source of the world's chaos—the gods and the god Io before we talk about this topic.

"So you think that the battle among the gods has caused the turbulent situation in Faerun, so you don't have the technical conditions to popularize these magic knowledge that is biased towards daily life?" Midnight frowned subconsciously.

"Isn't it?" Zuo Si asked with a serious face. "Look at all the influential organizations in the entire Faerun continent, which one does not have the support of the gods and their churches in the mortal world? In the turbulent years, the only thing His Majesty the God of God Io did right was to defeat the gods Falling into the mortal world, walking in the form of a saint, let them experience the joys, sorrows, sorrows and difficulties of life for mortals."

Oghma, the god of knowledge, was not angry when he heard this suspected blasphemy, but couldn't help laughing and lined up his hands: "That's right! I completely agree.

Before that, even I couldn't stand the self-righteousness and arrogance of many gods.

But after the turbulent years, their behavior has changed a lot now.

At least know how to correctly respond to the prayers and requests of believers. "

"This is also impossible.

There are many ancient Shendu in Faerûn who were born gods, unable to empathize with weak mortals at all, and also do not understand what believers really desire.

And those new gods who have jumped from mortals to gods are mostly ambitious people.

He doesn't care what the world will look like at all, and he doesn't care about the life and death of believers. He just wants to achieve his own ambitions. "

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders to make his point.

If you look at the history of Faerun's mortals becoming gods, you will find that the evil camp occupies less than 70% of them, and the rest are neutral and good camps.

The reason is very simple.

The two sides have taken two completely different paths from the way of becoming a god.

The mortal gods of the good and neutral camps usually serve the gods who performed outstandingly during their mortal days, and then with the help of the latter, they gradually gained the spark of priesthood and divinity.

Azuth, the god of mages, and Gwaeron Storm, the god of rangers in the North, are typical examples.

The evil camp, on the other hand, through unscrupulous plundering and killing, relying on their own hard work and unimaginable good luck, finally changed from a mortal to a god.

Among them, the three gods of death Baal, Melkor, and Bane are like this, and the same is true of Cyric, the god of the year of turmoil.

In the eyes of these evil gods, believers are their own food, tools, and consumables, and they will even devour the souls of believers when necessary to enhance their strength for a short time.

Midnight, once in the Time of Troubles, witnessed the Sage of Bane order his army of followers to die, and then become immensely powerful by drawing on the power of his soul.

In the end, if the dead second-generation goddess of magic hadn't suddenly appeared in the form of a magic net element and died with her with her last strength, maybe both she and Elminster would have died at the hands of this tyrannical god.

Precisely because he has experienced the cruelty, tyranny and cruelty of these evil gods, after becoming the goddess of magic, Midnight will make a reckless act of "cutting off the Internet" directly to the evil churches and organizations.

After pondering for a moment, she immediately raised her head and asked in a helpless tone: "Is there no way to change this?"

Zuo Si smiled and shook her head: "Change is easier said than done.

Unless you can convince the God of God Io, or gain absolute power over the gods.

Otherwise, at best, it would be like sitting together and discussing various possibilities like now, and there should be nothing uneasy at all.

What's more, there is a saying in my hometown that the ass decides the head. There are only individuals who betray the class, and there is no class who betrays the interests.

The reason why you can become the goddess of magic is that you are a beneficiary of the existing rules, so what is the reason to oppose it? "

"Then what do you think Faerun will look like in the end?" Midnight raised his head and stared into Zuo Si's eyes.

Now, she finally understood why Oghma, the god of knowledge, liked to talk to this young man so much, and longed for him to be her chosen one.

Not to mention anything else, just cutting into the problem from an angle that most people can't think of, and analyzing it with a completely different underlying logic, can make up for the blind spots in one's own vision and thinking.

Even for a god, great inspiration and inspiration can be obtained from it.

For a while, Midnight even began to envy Zuo Si who rose to become a planeswalker.

The other party does not need to bear as heavy a responsibility as oneself, but also can shuttle between endless planes, crystal walls and universes, to experience all kinds of completely different landscapes, cultures, ideas, magic and technologies.

"I think Faerun Continent can maintain the status quo, which is already the best result.

Because every time someone or God tries to change the status quo, it will inevitably cause unimaginable and huge disasters.

In ancient times, the decline of the aboleth empire and the demise of the creator race proved this;

Later, the era of the dragon and the titan battle for hegemony also proved this point;

Even the elves, known for their beauty and elegance, just repeated the mistakes made by the former two, which eventually led to the division of their own race and the decline of civilization;

Followed by the Netheril civilization, which committed its own death, and the Imaskar Empire, which perished because of rashly plundering slaves.

The closest one was naturally the Three Gods of Death trying to break the balance to gain power over the gods and steal the Slate of Fate.

The result was a series of terrible disasters in the Year of Trouble, and the fall of several gods.

The more eager you are to change the status quo, the more often you will get the opposite effect. This is the law I have concluded from the history of Faerun Continent.

That's why I say that the battle of the gods and the conflict of ideas is an eternal waste of time with no results. "

While saying this, Zuo Si gently waved the magic wand in his hand to manipulate the teapot, and filled the cups of the two avatars with steaming hot tea.

Oghma nodded emotionally: "You're right. That's why I never seek change.

In the ancient history of Faerun, too many races, civilizations, and gods tried to change the world through their own ideas and powers, but in the end, they all failed without exception.

And the greater the commotion, the more terrifying the ensuing disaster.

Even a strong-willed god like Tyr, the god of justice, had to make compromises with the cruel reality in the end. "

"Can't the whole of Faerun find a suitable place to make some bold attempts?"

Midnight is obviously not reconciled, so she put away so many magics that are closely related to daily life.

I hope to promote and let everyone see that magic is not just something that serves a few people, but can benefit the common people.

"Well... not at all.

As far as I know, Harua, the country of mages at the southernmost tip of the mainland, should be a good choice.

The residents there are not only the remnants of Netheril civilization, retaining an open and inclusive attitude towards magic, but also the only country in the entire Faerun continent that implements compulsory education for all.

Every child will study in public schools until they are at least thirteen years old, and then they may enter the society to do various jobs.

What's even more outrageous is that almost all children are tested for magic at the age of five.

Those who pass will be sent to special schools for training, and they will be able to release zero-ring tricks when they are about fifteen years old.

Among them, mages and mage apprentices account for as much as one-third of the population, and the remaining two-thirds also have a considerable degree of magical knowledge and skills.

Most importantly, Harua's security environment is quite good, and it has never experienced the baptism of war since its founding.

Therefore, the mages there are more inclined to research and study than to fight. "

Zuo Si gave his advice straightforwardly.

As he described, in Faerun, a land full of intrigues and dangers, if one had to find a country that was closest to the modern civilization of the earth, it must be Harua, the country of wizards.

Whether it is its pioneering compulsory education for all, or its terrifying ability to allow all gifted children to receive magical education, it is second to none in this world.

Even the Sel Red Robe Wizards Association, which implements almost the same policy, can't compare with Haruah, whose one-third of the country's population is mages, in terms of the number of mages.

You must know that this country has a population of more than 1.6 million, one-third of which is more than 500,000.

Although most of them are the lowest-level mages or apprentices, there are more than half a million arcane spellcasters.

May I ask which force dares to go to war with a country with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of mages?

Even a traditional power like Cormyr with a history of thousands of years and a population of tens of millions, it is estimated that if there is a real fight, it will be flattened every minute.

Even if tens of thousands of first-level spells are thrown together, an army composed of professional fighters, mages, and priests can be wiped off the map in an instant.

It's just that the country of Harua is surrounded by huge and stretching mountains and is isolated by a wide ocean in the north, so it basically doesn't have much contact with the outside world.

So their sense of presence has always been very weak on the continent of Faerun, and they don't bother to get involved in those messy things.

But Zuo Si knows that this country is the main gathering place for the goddess of magic, and it is very, very suitable for promoting life-like magic from another world.

"Haruah..."

Hearing this name, Midnight's eyes immediately began to light up, and he quickly thought about the specific feasibility in his mind.

Since one-third of the entire country's population is mages, the prerequisite for large-scale popularization of magic is obviously met.

Moreover, the mages of Harua have an inexplicable enthusiasm for magic, no matter what kind of spell they are, they will be very willing to try and study it.

"I think South's suggestion is good. Harua is indeed a good place to practice your new ideas." Oghma also agreed.

"Since you all think so, let's choose Harua, the country of mages. However, it will take a little time to restore these simplified spells from other worlds to a complete spell structure, and then turn them into a magic net spellcasting method." .”

After all, Midnight picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea gracefully.

Although she is a goddess of magic, she should be all-knowing and omnipotent in the field of magic.

But for the magic knowledge from another world, it is also necessary to learn and understand.

However, the speed of God's learning is not comparable to that of any mortal.

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and explained: "There is no way to do this. After all, the wizards in that world have long been accustomed to using magic wands as auxiliary and strengthening tools for spellcasting, so the way they cast spells has been constantly evolving. The process becomes easier and easier, and you can even increase the power of magic by strengthening your will and emotions."

"Enhancing the power of magic through emotions? Why does this sound a bit like a warlock?" Oghma asked curiously.

"Inherited by blood, casting spells with one's own magic power, and the effects of spells are easily affected by emotions, it does sound very similar to a warlock.

But the problem is that their magical power can indeed be improved through learning and exercise, which is very similar to a mage.

So I think these wizards should be between mages and warlocks.

Some people also speculate that the original origin of the so-called wizards should be that humans combined with magical animals in some way, thus gaining the magical power of each other.

In short, there are really many incredible and very interesting things in that world. "

In front of the two gods, Zuo Si didn't hide anything at all, and told everything she knew openly.

Because compared to the goddess of poison and disease that makes it impossible to guess her thoughts, Shendu, the god of knowledge and the goddess of magic, is a kind of god who is easier to get along with, and both parties have made a round of pre-investment in Zuo Si.

Getting rewarded now is a given.

As for Talona, ​​Zuo Si plans to wait for the sons of Baal to wake up, and then talk to them about seizing the priesthood and throne of Baal.

"For example, the iron ball magic that was used in the Northland massacre orc camp not long ago?" Midnight raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a smile that was not a smile.

Hearing this sentence, Oghma immediately responded with a smile: "No, you are wrong. It is not magic in the strict sense, but an inspiration from a sport that wizards love very much."

"Sports?" Midnight raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Well, yes, a game called Quidditch. Its rules are so complicated that you can think of it as a ball game played on a broomstick. There's something called a Bludger, which is a diameter A 25-centimeter iron ball will randomly follow the nearest player at a speed of up to 300 kilometers per hour, and try its best to knock it off the broom."

Oghma had obviously read the books about the Quidditch game, and was very enthusiastic about explaining it to the goddess of magic around him.

After a few minutes or so, Midnight understood how dangerous Quidditch is, and asked dumbfounded, "Are these wizards crazy? If they were hit head-on by such an iron ball, they would probably die on the spot."

"The answer is yes. In the history of Quidditch, the number of people who died from Bludgers is the highest, followed by falling from heights." Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

"Then why not change it to something less dangerous? For example, a wooden ball or a cloth ball?" Midnight asked in a very puzzled tone.

Zuo Si replied casually: "This may be related to the contradictory nature of human beings.

In times of precarity, people usually yearn for a safe living environment, even at the cost of freedom.

But if it is really safe, then they will long for excitement and enjoy the thrill of brushing against death.

To put it simply, I like to die when I am full.

I think Quidditch's Bludger, which is enough to kill people, should be based on this psychology.

In fact, as long as you think back to your travels and adventurous behaviors and thoughts when you were a mortal, it should not be difficult to understand. "

"makes sense……"

Midnight's mind instantly recalled the turbulent years, and his travel adventures with the warrior Kelenvor, the thief Cyric and the priest Ayton.

Especially the tension and stimulation brought about by a large amount of adrenaline secretion after encountering danger will indeed make people feel addicted.

"So you use the special ability of your planeswalker to connect different worlds, use the cheapest and most concise way to enlarge the size of the bludger, and then add rotating blades and spikes on it, forming a powerful enough to destroy any world. A weapon that poses a huge threat to cities and even countries?"

Oghma, the god of knowledge, saw through Zuo Si's thoughts and intentions at a glance.

Because if this is not the case, whether it is made into a card, or the spell is constant in the way of Faerun, the cost will inevitably be quite astonishing.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. Unlike the constant spells according to the rules of the magic net, these iron balls are made with the technology of another world, except that the iron balls themselves need to spend some money to buy, and the rest only need Just add some magic spells on it repeatedly, and there is no cost at all. If anyone comes to provoke me in the future, I will release dozens or even hundreds of these iron balls in one go, and directly submerge them."

"Hundreds of them? You are really as crazy as ever." Midnight commented while holding his forehead.

You must know that that night, when she noticed that a magical item she had never seen before appeared in Faerun and cast a concerned look, she was almost awakened by the blood she saw in front of her.

Especially the orc army that had threatened Silvermoon City and other city-states in the Northland more than once, was chased by a dozen iron balls and scattered in all directions. I am afraid I will never forget it in my life.

Oghma even joked with a smile: "Don't worry, since you took the initiative to kill the two masters of symbols, there are not many people on this continent who dare to take the initiative to provoke you."

"Oh? You know about this?" A hint of surprise flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.

"Of course, I've been following you all the time. Besides, don't you want to know the true identity of that female moon elf named Zeranora?" Oghma had a playful smile on her face.

"You know?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Zuo Si immediately became interested.

He once used prophecy magic to detect Zeranora, and even ordered the little devil to use divine magic, but the information he got was basically specious, and it was impossible to use it as a judgment or clue.

In fact, divination magic is not as easy to use as many people imagine.

Especially after the opponent blesses himself with protective magic to avoid detection, the effects of various detection magic will be greatly reduced, and some content that is very easy to cause misunderstandings will appear.

This is also the reason why many specialized mages often oppose the prophecy department at the first time when they choose the opposing faction.

Oghma touched the beard on his chin and said: "In this world, there are almost no secrets that I don't know. For the sake of the knowledge you brought back this time, I will give you a small Hint."

After all, the God of Knowledge raised his finger to create a scroll full of tiny characters out of thin air and handed it over.

I saw that on the surface of the parchment, it was written in very small ancient Calishite characters:

As she sleeps on the fruits of the empire, may her body rot and her scales crumble!

May her fangs be blunted and her wings withered in the drifting of the river of time!

Ivy Crashgrand will regret challenging the omnipotent Shane one day, and I will eat her flesh and gnaw her bones myself.

I will artfully summon her to my throne and force her to bow her head before me.

I will fashion her skin into a cloak befitting of Quesar's status.

By gods, I swear she's mortal!

In the future, no one or dragon can challenge Shane's authority in this field forever!

After reading these contents, Zuo Si showed an unconfident expression on his face: "The quotations of Sean VII in "Kyogen Collection"? Zeranola is the undead emperor Sean VII? The last monarch of the Sean dynasty?"

"Hehe, that's right. It's unbelievable, isn't it? In the turbulent years, when the second generation of magic goddesses fell, the entire magic net was in a state of out of control. So Sean VII was escaping from the unicorn who imprisoned him. A little accident happened during the Scroll of the Beast. His soul was infused into the body of the moon elf Xeranora."

Seeing that Zuo Si had already guessed the answer, Oghma simply revealed the answer directly.

Perhaps in the eyes of mortals, Sean VII is a powerful and terrifying necromancer and demilich, but in his eyes he is just an insignificant mortal.

Lathander, the Lord of Dawn, has already proved to the whole world by killing Sammaster that the gap between a legendary mage and a battle avatar with powerful divine power is terrifying.

"I see." Zuo Si nodded thoughtfully. "What is the purpose of Sean VII?"

"It's very simple. He wants to restore the glory of the Shane Empire, and bring Calimshan, Tethyr, and Amn back into his rule. In addition, he wants to ask Ivy Kolasagran who once destroyed the empire "Sharp Teeth" revenge. In the eyes of Sean VII, you are a very useful and important talent, and I hope you can become his subject and ally." Midnight added with a look of disdain.

As the person in charge of the magic net, when Xia En VII connected to the magic net, she recognized the other party's true identity.

Facts have proved once again that for gods, especially gods who hold some powerful priesthoods, it is simply too easy to pry into the secrets of a mortal.

The latter is like running naked in front of the former.

Zuo Si secretly mourned for Sean VII for a second, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "Then what do you two think of the restoration plan of the last emperor of the Xia En Dynasty? Support? Oppose? Or it doesn't matter?"

"I don't care. Anyway, Calimshan, which has been in chaos for a long time, and Tethyr, which has been in civil war for so many years, the living environment is too bad. Even if it is ruled by an evil and powerful demilich, I am afraid A little better than now. The latter will at least establish the most basic order and law."

Oghma was the first to express his attitude.

Because he himself doesn't care about good and evil tendencies, he just hopes to have a stable regime that can better protect those books and knowledge.

After thinking for a few seconds in the middle of the night, he quickly replied: "My point of view is the same. For a country, order is always better than chaos. But I am a little curious, do you want to talk to Sean VII?" Form an alliance?"

"Make an alliance? Maybe, I haven't thought about it yet. But one thing is certain, that is, the entanglement symbol that secretly controls Calimshan must be eliminated, and Dark Sun Cyric and his Church and Chosen must also be cleaned up Clean." Zuo Si said firmly.

"If it's dealing with Cyric, I'm more than happy to provide all the help I can."

Midnight made no secret of her hatred and dislike for this former companion.

"How can you help?"

Zuo Si, who was always hungry for magical knowledge and power, immediately lit up his eyes.

He knew very well that the woman in front of him was the goddess of magic, who knew every magic created by all races and civilizations from the moment the magic net was born.

Whether it was the original Sarukh witches and the golden scrolls they created, or the terrifying magic rituals that the high elf mages were able to tear apart the continent, or the large number of ten-ring and eleven-ring magic that emerged in the Netheril era , as well as the powerful portal technology of the Imascar Empire, all have complete and detailed backups in the opponent's country.

Midnight pretended to be mysterious and smiled slightly, and asked in a slightly seductive tone: "Have you heard of Yinhuo?"

"You mean...to make me a voter?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Because the silver fire is the divine power given to the chosen by the goddess of magic, and it is also the most essential raw energy of the magic net.

The most typical feature is that you can choose one from the first to nine-ring arcane magic as an additional spell-like ability, and then you can cast it once a day.

Once selected, it cannot be modified for life.

In addition, you can also choose one of the arcane magic from the first to the ninth ring as a permanent immunity, and you can't change it after the same selection.

That is to say, when the magic is released, Silver Fire will automatically generate a corresponding counter effect, causing the spell to have no effect on the chosen.

In addition, there are other benefits such as never aging, not getting sick, not poisoning, immune dissociation effect, no need to sleep, sight detection magic, physical fitness increased by ten points, etc.

Most importantly, Silver Fire can be transformed into a variety of forms, both as a weapon attack and as a means of healing.

It can even be said that among the many gods in the entire Faerun continent, the goddess of magic is the most generous one to the voters.

Even the Chosen of Bane, Fuzzel Chamberry, had once expressed envy and envy after studying the silver fire that remained on Sammaster.

"How about it, are you interested? Don't worry about Talona's affairs. Unlike the God of Knowledge, I don't have so many worries, and I don't care whether I will be hated because of it."

While saying these words, Midnight was full of confidence as a goddess of magic and a powerful member of divine power.

After all, the current goddess of poison and disease is just a second-rate god who is moving from weak to medium divine power, and it is still far from threatening her.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?"

Oghma was visibly taken aback by the allies' boldness.

Although strictly speaking, it is not uncommon for a mortal to be chosen by two gods as electors at the same time.

But the problem is that the premise of this situation is that the two gods are close allies with each other.

And according to the principle of first come, first served, the second god needs to obtain the consent of the first god before he can grant the identity and power of his voters.

But the actions of the Goddess of Magic are obviously suspected of poaching, and at the same time suspected of violating the unspoken rules of the battle between the gods.

Midnight nodded without thinking: "Yes, I'm very sure. Because among the gods, no one understands Cyric's short-sightedness and madness better than me. He is an irrational psychopath, and sooner or later he will have the whole world A great threat. I would do anything to reduce his power and influence."

"Well, I hope you know what you're doing."

Seeing that the goddess of magic had made up her mind, Oghma stopped persuading her.

"Now it's your turn to make a choice, South. Are you willing to accept Silver Fire as my voter?" Midnight stretched out his right hand and asked solemnly.

"Of course, it's my pleasure."

Zuo Si lowered her head and considered for a few seconds, then gracefully bent down and kissed the back of the goddess' hand.

next second...

A group of silver flames extracted from the essence of the magic net instantly submerged into his body.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying energy strengthened the endurance of the muscles and cells to an indescribable height, and its physical attributes jumped from 23 points to 33 points.

At the same time, according to Yinhuo's guidance, he quickly selected additional spells and immune spells from the first to ninth rings.

Except for the choice of nine-ring magic immunity, he was entangled in whether to choose the stop of time or the big crack, and finally abandoned the latter with tears in his eyes and chose the former. The rest made a decision without hesitation.

After finishing all this, Zuo Si raised his hand and suddenly released a ball of silver flames in his palm, and said with a little emotion: "So this is the most essential energy of the magic net, which has almost infinite possibilities to be shaped. "

"You can control it so quickly?" Midnight showed surprise.

Because normally speaking, it takes at least a few years for the voters to get familiar with and practice from obtaining the silver fire to being proficient in manipulating it.

"I've read Elminster's research notes on Silver Fire, and I've also done in-depth research on the energy of divine power. Otherwise, it may take a lot of effort to control this frenzied energy." Zuo Si instantly extinguished the silver fire in his palm and explained.

Now he finally understands why Elminster, Kelben, Laila, Alustri, and Simbu, the chosen ones of the goddesses of magic, can often occupy an overwhelming position in spell duels even though their spellcasting levels are not high. Advantages, they can beat opponents who are similar in strength to them, or even have higher spellcasting levels.

The reason lies in the powerful magic immunity provided by Silver Fire, as well as the characteristic of ignoring magic resistance and spell resistance.

What's even more outrageous is that this thing can even generate a light curtain in a short time to repair the dead magic area, and even the anti-magic force field can be eliminated.

This means that many of the strategies aimed at spellcasters are of no use to the chosen ones of the Goddess of Magic.

"Remember to be careful when you deal with Cyric's extremely church, the behavior of that lunatic is completely unreasonable." Midnight warned with a serious expression.

Zuo Si nodded with a smile on his face: "Please don't worry, my understanding of Dark Sun even surpasses his understanding of himself. In addition... I will not go head-to-head foolishly, but will wait for a proper shot opportunity."

Hate, in psychology, is an attitude, a state of emotional preparation before taking specific actions on certain things.

Judging from the final result, it is more or less manifested in behaviors such as rejection and exclusion.

This rejection may come from physiological or rational factors, as well as complex factors such as culture and thought, until they are combined to form a concept, and then the concept becomes a part of personality.

Zuo Si is very clear that his dislike of Cyric stems from all-round opposition from behavior, thought to philosophy.

In addition, he is also preparing to tear off the priesthood that originally belonged to the god of murder, Baal, from the other party. It is basically certain that Cyric will definitely become an endless enemy in the future.

Since he is an enemy, he will naturally do everything he can.

Zuo Si is ready, just wait for this guy to fall into madness and hit him hard.

Even if Cyric cannot be killed and sealed, he must be pulled down from the throne of powerful divine power.

After finishing the three-day conversation, the God of Knowledge and the Goddess of Magic quickly left the Mage Tower and returned to their own kingdom on the outer plane.

Before leaving, Oghma also left a book dedicated to teaching people how to make legendary magic items and even artifacts, as part of the reward for bringing back a lot of knowledge this time.

After receiving the corresponding information from Lei Yin who was lurking inside the entanglement symbol, Zuo Si immediately took Isadora through the portal and arrived at the house in London, England.

Because before Christmas, he needs to spend a little time preparing a holiday gift for Dumbledore, Hermione, Harry and others.

In addition, by the way, fulfill the promise I made at the beginning, and bring the girl to enjoy the completely different scenery of the different world.

"Where... is this place? Are those glowing lights a magical effect? ​​Why do iron-clad cars on the road run without being pulled by livestock?"

Isadora looked at the white snow scene outside the glass window, as well as a large number of colorful neon lights, as well as the vehicles coming and going, with expressions of surprise, curiosity and joy on her entire face.

"Those colorful lights are not magical effects, but a technological device that uses electricity to illuminate. As for the vehicles that can run by themselves, they use an internal combustion engine that burns oil. Here, put on this clothes, I will bring You go outside for a walk."

As she said that, Zuo Si put a pack of winter clothes she had prepared in front of the girl.

He had already noticed that in just a few seconds, the girl was already gasping from the cold.

Apparently, compared with the relatively warm climate of Askatla, London's terrible weather is nothing short of a nightmare.

Feeling the cold, Isadora didn't think much of it, and quickly put on those heavy sweaters, coats, cashmere socks, and leather boots one by one until it was completely wrapped up and airtight.

"Phew - it's much warmer now. I just wanted to cast a spell of enduring the environment." The girl said with a smile as she took Zuo Si's arm.

"Remember, don't talk to strangers for a while unless necessary, and don't use any psychic powers or magic."

Before leaving the house, Zuo Si blessed the girl with a magic ability to understand and speak any language - [Slick Words] and exhorted.

Isadora nodded vigorously and assured: "Understood. Our identity from another world must be kept secret. If you have any questions, I will communicate with you through a spiritual connection."

"Very good. Let's go, then."

Zuo Si pushed open the door and stepped onto the street through the thick snow.

Since the house he bought was not far from the downtown area, he came to a commercial street full of supermarkets and various shops in a short time.

Because Christmas is coming soon, doors and windows specially decorated for the festival can be seen everywhere along the way, and some staff members dressed in Santa Claus costumes are distributing coupons, small gifts and other things to passers-by.

These incomparably prosperous scenes of modern society instantly attracted Isadora, who seldom goes out, and she kept asking this and that through spiritual connection along the way.

After arriving at the bookstore of the first destination, it slowly calmed down.

Without further ado, Zuo Si handed a list of books to the clerk directly, and after paying the full amount, took the books to the next destination.

When all the Christmas gifts are purchased, he will pack the messy things and send them to the owl post office on Diagon Alley Street, and then these cute birds of prey will be sent to Hogwarts or someone's home.

Because I don't know many people, and the relationship is not bad, it's even more pitiful.

Therefore, Zuo Si needs to purchase very few Christmas gifts, some of which are prepared by herself.

After finishing these troublesome chores, he stood on the street of Diagon Alley and asked the girl beside him, "Is there anything you want?"

"I don't want anything in particular. Because it's enough for me to have you." A satisfied smile appeared on Isadora's face.

"In that case, let me take you to have a meal."

Zuo Si quickly locked on to a wizard restaurant on Diagon Alley Street, and walked straight there with the girl.

You must know that there are not many people in the British magic world, so even Diagon Alley, which is known as the most prosperous commercial street, is only the size of a small village.

It doesn't take much time to walk from the beginning to the end of a street, and there are very few shops, such as a wand shop, a bookstore, and a pet shop.

There are quite a few places to simply eat.

In addition to the smoky place of the Leaky Cauldron, there are two historic restaurants.

Zuo Si wisely skipped the "Authentic British Traditional Cuisine" sign and opted for another restaurant specializing in French and Italian dishes.

(end of this chapter)