One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 308 The Four Isadoras

"When did you come back? Why did you teleport here suddenly?"

Seeing Zuo Si who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes out of nowhere, Wilmes, who was exercising his muscles with a huge iron block, looked bewildered.

Because this training room located deep underground is several floors away from the teleportation, and it is at least more than 100 meters away from the teleportation point set in his lair.

In addition, in the huge underground labyrinth below the Mage Tower, except for a few fixed points, all teleportation spells are basically completely prohibited, so she was a little confused about how the other party did this.

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and replied: "I was stopped by the goddess of magic just after I came back, she was the one who sent me here."

"Goddess of magic? I see..."

A flash of understanding flashed across the red dragon's eyes.

After all, this person is the incarnation of the magic net, mastering all the magic knowledge in this world.

Not to mention enchantments and mythos, which operate through the magic net mechanism to prohibit certain schools or specific spells, even dead magic areas and chaotic magic areas cannot cause any interference to them.

What's more, Zuo Si is the only voter hand-picked by the three generations of goddesses of magic after Midnight came to power, so it is not surprising that the two parties will talk about some secret things in private.

Thinking of this, Wilmes hastily removed the heavy iron pieces hanging from his body and threw them on the ground.

boom! boom! boom!

Accompanied by heavy noises and scattered dust, more than a dozen weights of various shapes fixed on the dragon's body by magic power fell down like this, smashing potholes of different sizes one after another.

Due to the relatively high density of iron, although it doesn't look very eye-catching individually, it weighs at least a few tons together.

And after more than half a year of training, the muscle lines on her body have been more than twice as exaggerated as those of the same kind.

Whether it is the limbs, neck, wings, tail, or the chest, abdomen and side of the torso, it is full of explosive power.

According to Red Dragon's aesthetics, it is probably similar to the muscular "Vajra Ba" that ordinary people see in the gym.

Zuo Si felt that if it continues to develop like this, with the continuous increase in body size, the strength attribute of the red dragon in front of him may soon break through more than 40 points.

Even facing some not-so-famous giant dragons of the ancient age, they won't suffer too much in hand-to-hand combat.

It is estimated that the only thing lacking is experience and skills.

This kind of thing cannot be obtained through exercise, but requires accumulation and epiphany in the battle with powerful enemies.

Looking at the series of astonishing killing records of the existing dragon kings in Faerun, one can see that any giant dragon must go through fierce battles again and again if it wants to become powerful, and there is no other shortcut.

Zuo Si reckoned that he should find an opponent with similar strength to Wilmes, or even slightly stronger.

But the question is who is more suitable?

The "sharp teeth" of Ivy Kelasagran, who was able to seriously injure the undead emperor Shane VII, and even completely bury the mighty Xiaen Dynasty, is obviously a bit too high.

The somewhat well-known white dragon warlock in the north—Arausato, and the ancient blue dragon warlock Emilys who lived near the great glacier had a slightly lower rank.

In particular, the red dragon's huge size and amazing flame-breathing ability can easily cause a crushing effect on the white dragon and take it away.

So after thinking about it, Zuo Si felt that "Scar" Klaus should be a good choice.

On the one hand, this ancient red dragon's magic ability is not outstanding, and its fighting style is definitely not as fierce and violent as Balagos' "Flying Flame".

On the other hand, he doesn't have any powerful allies behind him. At the same time, he is still hostile to the Northern Land Lords Alliance and the Silver Moon Alliance, so the risk of going to war is very small.

When Zuo Si was analyzing the gains and losses, he suddenly saw Wilmes lower his head and bring his huge head closer, with a flattering smile on his face.

"I have a few more dragon eggs here that can be used."

"Then get ready, I'll help you eat them all with a magic ritual later." Zuo Si shrugged indifferently.

Anyway, it was not the first time he had done this kind of thing, and he didn't have any psychological obstacles to using this evil method to strengthen the strength of his subordinates.

As for whether the five-color dragon god Tiamat will come to cause trouble, he is not worried at all.

After all, there are many evil dragons doing this kind of thing, so Klaus is living well, and he eats not only the eggs of evil dragons, but also the eggs of kind metal dragons and neutral gem dragons, and he doesn’t have any problems. See what anyone can do with it.

There is no such thing as justice triumphing over evil in Faerûn.

As long as your strength is strong enough, you will not receive any retribution or punishment even if you go against the law and slaughter those civilians who have no resistance.

Compared to this trivial matter, Tiamat actually hates the dracolich created by the Dragon Cult.

Wilmes has always been very concerned about things like enhancing his own strength.

After getting an affirmative answer, she immediately ran back to the lair and ordered the kobolds and goblin servants to get busy.

It took about ten minutes or so to move all the materials needed.

Along with the materials, there were also a few dragon eggs wrapped in fiery dragon-colored scales.

As the mother, the female red dragon Ashterantha seemed to realize something, and began to howl in pain and misery in the place where she was imprisoned.

But unfortunately, there was no one in the good camp at all, so naturally there would be no so-called compassion.

What's more, when she helped the githyanki, she burned, killed and looted less, so she didn't deserve sympathy at all.

Under the action of the cruel and evil magic ritual, the vitality and magic power contained in several dragon eggs were quickly swallowed up by Wilmes.

The latter's size also swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes completely turned into an orange light cluster like a lava ball.

You don't need to ask to know that this is a situation where the energy in the body is too strong and starts to overflow.

"This feeling... is incomparably wonderful! I feel that I can kill and tear an adult white dragon alive with just one breath and claw strike."

A bloodthirsty, cruel and evil smile appeared on Wilmes' face.

"Compared with Bailong? You really are getting better and better." Zuo Si sneered and said ironically.

Wilmes also realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words: "I mean, I can hit ten of the bastards like Bailong now."

"Really? Then please take a trip to the far north to hunt ten white dragons near the Great Glacier, and then bring me back some white dragon eggs, just in time to test the more than half a year of training." results."

Zuo Si straightforwardly gave a task that was neither too difficult nor too difficult.

"No problem! It just so happens that I also want to use blood, killing and death to let the world know the name of Wilmes."

The red dragon agreed without hesitation for even a second.

Because she never regarded the white dragon as one of the real dragons, but as a stupid and ignorant beast, not worthy of a place among the five-color evil dragons.

Sitting on an equal footing with such a guy is simply the greatest insult to the noble red dragon.

In addition, the red dragon hunting the white dragon is basically a father beating his son, killing him as much as he wants, and the other party has no room for resistance.

Even if there is a difference of one or two age groups, the former can press the latter on the ground and rub repeatedly.

Finally, and the most important thing, after killing these white dragons, Wilmes can directly take the treasures in the opponent's lair as his own, and at the same time make his own reputation.

Zuo Si was obviously very satisfied with the aggressiveness shown by the female red dragon in front of him, and nodded slightly: "In that case, let's leave immediately, go early and return early."

Without saying a word, Wilmes immediately began to use the authority at hand to extract the energy of the mage tower, preparing to open a portal for himself to directly teleport to the cold North Pole.

But at the moment when the transmission channel was about to open, she seemed to remember something, immediately stopped what she was doing, turned her head and said with a serious expression: "I almost forgot to inform you, during your absence, Isadora and Her clones have completed the first round of devouring, and there are only four left now."

"what?!"

Zuo Si's expression changed slightly when he heard the news.

He originally thought that the engulfment would not start until at least a year later, and the scale should definitely not be so large.

Because the personality fragments of psions are essentially born in their own intense thoughts and consciousness conflicts, they are often very extreme and dangerous.

Normally, even if it is transplanted into a clone, it will take a certain amount of time and a growth period to gradually eliminate this hidden danger.

A year is already a fairly short period.

But Isadora was lucky, she devoured each other impatiently in just a few months.

If we add the strengthening of psychic powers during the devouring process, God knows what paranoid, sickly, and even extremely distorted and dark personalities will be created.

Wilmes noticed the change on Zuo Si's face, and reminded meaningfully: "I have to say, that human girl is really crazy. I haven't seen anyone crazier than her so far. So you'd better be careful A little, or God knows what would happen."

After all, the red dragon continued to send energy to open the portal.

moment!

A biting cold wind accompanied by white snow and ice blew over from the other side, causing the temperature in the lair to drop below freezing on the spot.

The nearby ground and walls even more quickly condensed into a piece of white frost.

There is no doubt that opposite the portal is the extremely cold frozen land at the northernmost tip of Faerun.

Generally speaking, what red dragons with the fire element attribute hate the most is the cold climate.

But some of the magic equipment on Wilmes' body successfully helped him resist the discomfort caused by the ultra-low temperature. With a deep leap, he jumped over and spread his wings to soar in the sky.

After a while, the opened portal closed automatically, and the temperature in the surrounding environment quickly returned to its previous state.

Zuo Si first went to see the situation of the lord of the six-armed snake demon, and then came to the upper floor of the tower with a nervous mood.

When he had just stepped into his own room on the top floor, four Isadoras appeared at the door almost at the same time.

"you are back……"

The first one greeted with a slightly cold and blunt tone.

"You must be exhausted, let me give you a massage."

The second one, like a wife welcoming her husband home, went straight forward to take the box in Zuo Si's hand, and then went around to massage her shoulders and cervical spine.

"Hee hee! Miss me?"

The third one had a mischievous smile on his face, took Zuo Si's arm with a very skillful movement, and stuck his whole body up.

As for the last one, she lowered her head shyly and looked at her toes all the time, and made a mosquito-like sound, making it impossible to understand what she was saying.

Although it is almost every man's dream to be surrounded by four beautiful girls who are exactly the same.

But Zuo Si couldn't laugh at all now, and felt a chill from the bottom of her feet to the top of her head.

Because the characters of these four Isadoras have no similarities with the previous ones, it is almost like a completely different person.

Although he has long known that the girl's personality has always been in an unstable state, often merging with other personality fragments.

But that kind of influence can be traced anyway, and one or two engulfment won't have much impact, and there is no similarity with the current situation at all.

We must know that the communication between people is essentially the process of getting to know each other's personalities.

When you are familiar with a certain level, you can immediately predict the other party's reaction after making some actions.

Therefore, between acquaintances and friends, it is often possible to make some large-scale jokes without worrying about the other party getting angry or turning their faces.

By the same token, this is why moody people are not likable.

Now, Zuo Si is facing a similar embarrassing situation.

Obviously, these four Isadoras are very familiar with him, but he knows nothing about the four Isadoras' personalities, preferences, and various behavioral and language reactions.

After a brief silence, Zuo Si couldn't help but sighed slightly, and asked bluntly: "Tell me, what should I call you now? Can't all be called Isadora?"

"Actually, you don't need to worry about it. Because after a year at most, the four of us will be integrated and only one will remain."

Isadora, who looks like a good wife and mother, replied with a smile.

"That's right. In order to integrate more smoothly, which one of us do you prefer?"

Isadora, who looks like a little witch, stuck to Zuo Si's ear and asked in a seductive tone.

The moment these words were blurted out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

Even the one who looked the most shy exuded a powerful spiritual coercion from his body.

Needless to ask, I know that the psychic energy exercised by those vanished clones is basically absorbed and assimilated by the four of them.

The psychic power possessed by any Isadora present is almost several times or even ten times that of before.

Of course, the price is that the previous personality completely disappears in the continuous fusion, which is equivalent to strangling himself with his own hands in order to become stronger.

For psions, the more extreme this method is, the more they can maximize their potential.

Seeing the four pairs of eyes staring at him, Zuo Si suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and responded with a wry smile: "I don't even know anything about you now, so how can I make a choice?"

"Well—it seems to be the same. How about this, each of us will accompany you for a day, whether it's eating or sleeping together, so that after four days, you should be able to have a general understanding of us."

Isadora, the "good wife and mother" type, made a suggestion.

"Iceberg Beauty" type Isadora immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes! I agree!"

"I... I agree..."

The "shy" type Isadora also raised her head and echoed.

The other three in front of me have reached an agreement, and Isadora, the "little witch" type, put her arms around Zuo Si's neck and announced straightforwardly: "Then it's settled. I'll come first on the first day!"

"The next day is mine!"

"Then I'll be fine on the third day."

"I... my last day."

In just a few words, before Zuo Si had time to express her opinion, the Christmas holiday was clearly arranged.

After reaching an agreement, three of them turned around and left immediately, leaving only Isadora, the little witch, still hanging on Zuo Si, not intending to get off at all. The latter rubbed around his chest, cheeks and neck, and occasionally made some strange noises.

"Are you a cat?"

The corner of Zuo Si's mouth twitched and asked.

"Why, don't you like cats? I know, in fact, you like this kind of look best, don't you?"

Saying that, Isadora in front of her completed a transformation magic at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, two fluffy pointed ears emerged from the thick long hair.

Along with the ears are feline whiskers, tail, paws and a small amount of soft down.

Undoubtedly, this image instantly stimulated the "Furui Control" soul in Zuo Si's heart. Subconsciously, he stretched out his right hand to gently brush the cat on the girl's head, and then slowly moved down along the ears and cheeks. , until it crossed the back and rested on the fluffy tail that swayed slightly from side to side.

Stimulate!

So exciting!

He could even feel that his body and nerves inevitably entered a state of extreme excitement.

Isadora obviously also noticed this, and immediately showed a smug smile with a bit of playfulness, and stuck to Zuo Si and made a soft and seductive voice.

"Meow--"

moment!

Zuo Si felt that the primitive physiological impulse and instinct began to erode reason, and immediately pressed the little witch who took the initiative to seduce her on the table in front of her with a slam, and said word by word: "Stop! You are just playing!" fire!"

"Playing with fire? Wouldn't that be nice? Just let us both burn in the fire of desire and unleash that pent-up desire in our hearts. Come on, I know what you long for most in your heart, only with me you can Get real pleasure and satisfaction.”

While saying these words, Isadora took the initiative to open her arms, her two legs clamped Zuo Si's waist in an extremely presumptuous posture, and her tail was tightly wrapped around one of the latter's thighs in a circle. .

Undoubtedly, such a bold and active provocation would definitely not be able to be done by the former Isadora.

The personality of this "little witch" was definitely born after the inner desire was magnified.

Fortunately, Zuo Si's self-control ability is quite strong, and he quickly suppressed the rising desire, raised his hand and gave the girl in front of him a tremor electric shock.

"what!!!!!"

The numbness and pain caused by the electric shock made Isadora twitch violently. At the same time, she let go of her hands and feet uncontrollably, and she lay down on the table in a large shape.

But soon, she recovered from the electric shock, turned over and lay all fours on the table like a real cat, stretched out her tongue and lightly licked the back of Zuo Si's hand, followed by a silvery laugh Voice: "Hahahaha! What are you afraid of, South? If calling me can make you feel relaxed and happy, then please feel free to call me."

Seeing this girl who was "abnormal" from the bottom of her heart, Zuo Si, who had regained her senses, couldn't help but sighed slightly: "Alas——can't you act a little more normal?"

"Normal? That's what ordinary people pursue. Monsters like you and me are different from them from the very beginning, and you don't need to care about those boring laws, morals, and worldly visions, as long as you can make yourself feel happy and happy That’s fine. If you choose me, I guarantee that you will not be bored in the days to come, but will always live in pleasure and excitement.”

After all, Isadora lay sideways on the table, posing a very seductive posture, and controlled the fluffy tail to sweep around Zuo Si's neck and cheeks.

"So in your opinion, the meaning of life is to constantly pursue excitement and pleasure?" Zuo Si asked blankly.

As a person who has studied psychology to some extent, he has basically seen that this "little witch" type Isadora is an out-and-out "fun person" in her bones, and she is also the most extreme kind.

If this guy finds it fun and exciting to start a city with infighting, watch different factions of political groups attack each other, assassinate each other, and even eventually lead to a civil war and burn the city to the ground, then she won't hesitate to do it.

As for how many people will die, how many innocent people will be burned alive in the fire, she doesn't care at all.

For the "little witch" type Isadora, apart from Zuo Si and herself, other people or things in this world exist to please them.

No scruples!

No awe!

There is no kindness and mercy!

Zuo Si even suspected that if he praised a certain woman for being beautiful or attractive today, the girl in front of her would use psychic powers to modify her memory the next day, or even completely control it, and then send it directly to her bed.

Obviously, this kind of extreme personality may really bring a lot of excitement and pleasure, just like the scene that is unfolding in front of you.

But it's also very, very dangerous.

Isadora smiled and asked back: "Is there anything wrong with pursuing excitement and pleasure? Look at what you are doing, whether it is expanding your power, recruiting subordinates, collecting various knowledge and magic, or defeating one after another. Isn’t the enemy essentially pursuing pleasure and excitement? If so, why not be more direct?”

Zuo Si shook her head slightly: "No, it's different.

I admit that the above will indeed bring pleasure and stimulation, but it is not the main thing, but an additional by-product.

Just as the pleasure produced by the biological needs of both sexes is just a by-product of the ultimate goal of reproduction.

They are actually all part of a complex feedback mechanism.

When you do something that your genes say is good, your body rewards you with some interesting hormones that keep you doing more of the same thing.

But genes don't have the ability to think, so they can be tricked.

For example, many people who don't want to have children will use contraception while doing that kind of thing. This is a classic example of cheating genes and getting rewards.

And this kind of behavior, besides wasting time, physical strength and energy, can it gain anything in the end?

The answer is nothing.

Of course, from another perspective, these people have indeed obtained spiritual pleasure and satisfaction, released their suppressed desires and emotions, and obtained a healthier mental state.

Your biggest problem is getting the relationship between the two reversed.

I don't do these things in pursuit of pleasure and stimulation, but I gain pleasure and stimulation while doing these things. "

After hearing these words, Isadora fell silent for a moment.

After several minutes, she raised her chin and said with a little self-mockery: "So... I was eliminated, right?"

"It's not eliminated, it's just that your personality is too extreme. I don't reject pleasure and excitement, and I even enjoy that feeling, but I definitely don't regard it as a goal in life."

After going around in circles for a long time, Zuo Si finally expressed his attitude clearly.

He is obviously very clear that his words and deeds now determine what Isadora will look like after the complete fusion is completed, so he behaves extra cautiously.

"In other words, I can keep a part of myself?"

The girl's originally dim eyes regained their spirit in an instant.

"That's right. Because you represent desire and primal instinct, I would be very troubled if it disappeared completely." Zuo Si answered bluntly in the affirmative.

"Hehe, I think I know what to do. And... at least until this time tomorrow, you will belong to me alone."

The voice has not yet fallen!

Isadora jumped up from the table suddenly, and once again jumped onto Zuo Si as a human pendant.

Only this time, instead of using such an explicit way of seduction, she put on another eccentric face to spend a pleasant day with Zuo Si.

On the second day, Isadora of the "Iceberg Beauty" type came to change shifts on time.

In this way, four days passed in a flash.

Although there were a lot of problems in the middle, fortunately, there was no major disturbance.

And through a short time getting along, Zuo Si also gradually realized that these four personalities represent the four original psychological states of Isadora.

Among them, the little witch type represents desire and primitive instinct, the good wife and loving mother type represents her expectation for her future, the shy type represents the weak side of character, and the iceberg beauty type represents the coldness under absolute reason.

In other words, none of these four characters can be easily given up.

Only by merging parts of them together can a relatively "normal" Isadora be formed.

It's a pity that Zuo Si doesn't have enough time to give psychological counseling to four troubled girls who look exactly the same.

He only stayed in Faerun for a few days, and after finishing some messy things, he activated the [Location Teleportation: Zendikar] that he had drawn a long time ago.

The moment this card is activated!

An indescribable terrifying force directly tore through the sky, creating a huge black vortex with a diameter of over a thousand meters, directly sucking Zuo Si into it, and then completely closing it at an extremely fast speed.

Although the whole process is very fast, it may not even take a few seconds.

But even so, it still attracted the attention of countless people, even gods.

In the blink of an eye, several glaring pillars of light descended from the sky and landed directly on the major temples.

Immediately afterwards, surrounded by countless congregants and believers, more than 20 avatars of gods appeared on the streets of Askatra.

Those figures shining with divine brilliance almost scared the six-member council that ruled Amn to pee.

You must know that apart from the special situation of the year of turmoil, there has never been a precedent or record in Faerun for so many gods descending their avatars together.

Not to mention that they also arrived in a city at the same time, and many of them were hostile to each other.

The only hope of the six-member council now is that these gods must not fight in their own territory, otherwise Askatla may completely become history.

At this moment, on the streets of the Temple District, Oghma, the god of knowledge, and Midnight, the goddess of magic, have met.

The former took the initiative to say hello with a gentle smile as always: "Good day, mother of magic. I didn't expect that even you were alarmed."

Midnight replied with some helplessness: "I don't think it would be difficult not to be alarmed by such a big movement. The huge black vortex that appeared in the sky just now should be the dark void you mentioned before? It's really scary. If those inside Chaotic energy and matter poured out, and it is estimated that the entire magic net will lose control and completely collapse in a very short period of time."

"Yes! According to my understanding, the dark void is endless, representing chaos and nothingness. Its chaotic mana alone is enough to kill any god who dares to approach. Only the planeswalker who ignites the spark can travel through it without being harmed." Oghma said with a touch of emotion in his tone.

Shuttle in the endless multiverse without any restrictions, go to any world you want to go to, this is the power that the gods most desire to obtain.

"You mean, Sous has grown enough to control the power of sparks?" Midnight asked in an uncertain tone.

"This is an obvious thing. The ability to open the entrance to the dark void is a sign of a planeswalker's strength. When they obtain this ability, they become beings above the gods, without any Something can manipulate the fate of a planeswalker, and nothing can kill a planeswalker trying to escape."

While saying these words, the expression on Oghma's face suddenly became very serious and serious.

He didn't want the newly appointed goddess of magic to misjudge Zuo Si's power.

Midnight nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I get it. But why did Sous suddenly open such a big dark void entrance? I remember that he went to other worlds before, usually through his mage tower. The portal within."

Oghma stroked the beard on his chin and thought for a moment, then explained: "It's very simple! The world he is going to is far away, so far away that the portal can't reach it at all, and he can only do it by jumping in the dark void. But then The big dark void entrance is indeed a bit worrying, I hope he doesn't bring back any dangerous things."

Just in the middle of the night, when he wanted to ask the God of Knowledge about Planeswalkers, he suddenly heard a piercing laughter behind him.

"Hahahaha! Look who it is! A lucky bitch."

I saw a thin, pale human man leading a large group of people walking over from a distance.

"Cyric?!"

A ray of anger burst out of Midnight's eyes instantly.

For this enemy who had formed a deep hatred in the mortal period, even if the other party turned into ashes, she could recognize it.

"Long time no see, Midnight, you are still as naive and stupid as before.

To be honest, it is a huge irony that a guy like you can manage the magic net.

By the way, where's your old lover Kelenvor?

what! I forgot that this pathetic mortal was dead, and I happen to be the Lord of the world of the dead right now.

Maybe I should get his soul out and give it to those demons or demons. "

It has to be said that Cyric, Prince of Lies, is definitely a good hand at provoking others and pouring salt on others' wounds.

Just look at the way the Goddess of Magic is furious, and the terrifying energy that is about to overflow from the magic net around her, you can tell how angry she is now.

After all, Kelemvor is Midnight's lover, and the relationship between the two is so deep that even Shuna, the god of love and beauty, is moved by it and wants to provide some help.

But it is a pity that after the end of the year of turmoil, Cyric obtained all the priesthood of the three gods of death, so he is the supreme ruler of the world of the dead.

Wanting the soul of a former enemy from this guy is tantamount to daydreaming.

Even Jaeger, the ancient god of death who was once extremely powerful, did not dare to openly oppose what this lunatic did, but was silently waiting for an opportunity.

"Calm down, Mother of Magic, he is really trying to provoke you."

Seeing that Midnight wanted to make a move, Oghma immediately stood up and reminded him.

Otherwise, once the two incarnations of powerful divine power start fighting here, Askatra will disappear from the map in minutes.

"I know!"

The goddess of magic resisted the rising anger, and slowly dispelled the energy gathered in the surrounding magic net.

"Humph!"

Realizing that his little trick was seen through by the God of Knowledge, Cyric immediately curled his lips with a half-smile.

For this ancient god who has recorded countless secrets, he felt jealous from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't dare to offend him easily.

Just when the atmosphere was a little tense, a loud voice suddenly came from the arch bridge on the left.

"Lord of wisdom! Do you know what happened to the channel that was opened in the sky just now? Will it pose a threat to our world?"

Soon, a tall man who was blind in one eye and lost his right hand and wrist walked over to him.

With such a highly recognizable image, anyone in Faerun can recognize at a glance that this is the famous God of Justice, Tyr.

Behind him, Irmat, the god of suffering, and Tom, the god of loyalty and courage, always follow.

In addition, the paladins of the Blazing Heart Knights followed closely behind. The armor and weapons on their bodies all emitted a dazzling golden light under the reflection of divine power.

"Please don't worry, God of Justice. It's just that a certain traveler opened a space-time tunnel to other worlds, and it doesn't pose any threat to Faerun." Oghma responded evasively.

"Are you sure? How did I feel the terrifying chaotic power from that black vortex?" Tyre squinted his eyes and asked.

Oghma smiled and explained: "That place is called the Dark Void, a wall that separates planes from planes, worlds from worlds, universes from universes. It has always existed, but it is difficult Get noticed, so you don't have to worry at all."

"Then who is the traveler who can open this kind of passage?" Tyre continued to ask.

no doubt!

As the god of justice, he was born with the ability to see through lies. Unless the object of the lie is Cyric who has the priesthood of lies, even a god cannot deceive himself.

But for some reason, Tire always felt that the God of Knowledge in front of him was hiding something.

"Sorry, this is a secret, I can't tell you the answer." Oghma chose to refuse to answer calmly.

And this move instantly aroused Tyre's deeper suspicions, and he turned his attention to Midnight: "Mother of Magic, don't you want to say something? A situation like the one just now has seriously violated your control over the magic net. "

"Ha! How could she tell you the truth. You should know that the person just now is the voter she kissed."

Accompanied by the strange ridicule, Shar, the goddess of the night, slowly came out from the dark corner.

Since it happened to be daytime right now, whenever the sun shines on her, she would subconsciously frown and show extremely disgusted and disgusted eyes.

"Voters? South!"

The god of suffering, Irmat, showed a surprised expression.

"That's right! I clearly felt who was forcibly drawing the energy of the Shadow Magic Web at the moment when the channel was opened. To be honest, that young man really surprised me. After all these years, this is the first time someone can Take control of part of the Shadow Magic Web from me."

Shar pursed her lips and publicly announced that all this was done by Zuo Si.

You don't need to ask, she definitely did it on purpose.

Because Zuo Si snatched away the abomination she had cultivated with great difficulty, and brought it to a world that she could not perceive.

This alone is enough to make this vengeful goddess do something.

"Mother of Magic, Lord of Wisdom, I think you owe the gods an explanation." Tyre, the God of Justice, spoke with strong dissatisfaction.

"Explain? Why do we have to explain? Did Sous do something that would threaten the world?" Oghma asked without hesitation.

Perhaps other gods would fear the righteous god, but he would not.

"No, it's not what he did, but his own existence is the greatest threat to this world. I propose to immediately go to the Pantheon to hold a meeting to discuss this matter." A sinister smile emerged on Shar's face.

The shit stirrer Cyric immediately followed up: "I agree!"

"I agree!"

The god of justice, Tyr, obviously hesitated a little, but finally voted for it.

Just when the other gods who arrived later began to stand in line one after another, an almost arrogant voice suddenly echoed in the ears of the gods.

"I object! Anyone who dares to do anything unfavorable to my Plague Son! I will start a battle of gods with him! Never die!"

moment!

A goddess wearing battle armor and exuding a terrifying murderous aura descended from the sky.

She is none other than Tarona, the goddess of poison and disease.

Different from the weak and small image before, she looks so powerful at this moment, her incarnation power is not even much worse than those powerful divine powers, and her eyes reveal endless anger and madness.

(end of this chapter)