As the mating with more than a dozen female creatures ended, the effect of the medicine finally began to wear off, and Huendal collapsed directly to the ground in exhaustion. The whole dragon looked as if it was worse off than death.

Of course, the actual situation is indeed similar.

After all, being forced to be a "breeding dragon" and madly reproduce offspring with a group of wild beasts and livestock that are regarded as inferior creatures is a torture and humiliation for any proud and conceited red dragon.

Huendal even felt that he must have been cursed by Benshaba, the goddess of misfortune.

Otherwise, they had clearly built their nest on an island far away from the mainland, and lived a good life by robbing merchant ships at sea every once in a while, or extorting money on the nearby Mingtan Island. They had neither provoked those overly powerful beings, nor tried to plunder city-states protected by strong men. But why did they encounter these two evil stars in front of them?

Especially Wilmes, who, although a red dragon, has no mercy or sympathy towards his own kind, and his methods of torture and abuse are varied.

Falling into this guy's hands is simply a fate worse than death.

"Kill you? Hahaha! Stop dreaming! You still have to mate with seventy female beasts in the next three days. It's impossible to get relief through death before your value is exhausted."

Wilmes burst into an unbridled laugh.

As she laughed, she waved her front paws gently.

moment!

Several golems guarding nearby immediately came up and dragged the exhausted Hundar towards the cave at the back which was specially used to imprison and detain dangerous creatures.

While being dragged, the poor male red dragon wailed, "Demon! You are simply a demon! The great dragon god Tiamat will not let you go!"

"Hmph! Tiamat would not pay any attention to pathetic losers like you. Quite the opposite! She only favors the strongest among dragons, like me."

As he said this, Wilmes suddenly spread his wings, showing that he was stronger than his peers.

Especially the muscle lines covered under the scales, it can be clearly seen that they are much more developed than before.

Obviously, all this is the result of hard training.

Under the supervision of Qiwu, she spent at least twelve hours a day on intensive physical training and magical ability development.

It is estimated that there is no other dragon as hardworking as this in the entire continent of Faerun.

I believe that under such fierce internal competition, Wilmes will sooner or later become a monster that everyone will be in awe and fear of.

Although this diligence is not voluntary, it is carried out in a semi-forced state.

Especially in the first few days, her rebelliousness was quite serious.

But as the habit of sleeping in all day was corrected little by little, the red dragon obviously gradually adapted to the new life routine and even enjoyed it a little.

Watching Huendal being dragged away, Zuo Si quickly transformed himself into the form of a blue dragon, and in the following time, he learned and practiced with Wilmes how to control this body to fight.

Likewise, he was also teaching the other party how to use the small claws on his wings to activate magical items such as wands and rings.

After a few hours, when the training was over, Zuo Si was already able to skillfully use some of the dragon's signature skill combinations.

For example, dragon wing flapping plus dragon breath spitting, or tail sweep plus claw attack.

Although these moves seem very simple, due to the advantages in size and strength, it is not easy for ordinary people to get close and accomplish the feat of slaying a dragon.

To be exact, just getting close to a dragon is extremely difficult without magical assistance.

Apart from anything else, the flapping of the dragon wings alone can easily send a super strong man weighing over 150 kilograms flying dozens of meters away.

Zuo Si seriously suspected that the reason why Drizzt and his barbarian friend Wulfgar, whom he trained, were able to kill Ice Death was entirely because the white dragon had a very low IQ.

"How do you feel now?" Wilmes asked breathlessly.

"It feels pretty good. Except for the physiological aspect, which is still a little bit uncomfortable, but I believe that with more frequent use, I will get used to it sooner or later. And there is an advantage of being in dragon form, which is that it allows more and more powerful energy to fill every corner of the body."

After saying that, Zuo Si, who maintained the form of a blue dragon, raised his front paws and made a grasping gesture.

moment!

Silver flames gushed out from the palm of his hand, circling around the body at an extremely fast speed and forming a powerful force blessing.

In this state, he could clearly feel that his strength, agility and physical attributes had been greatly enhanced.

There is no doubt that this is a new method of using silver fire developed specifically based on the characteristics of the dragon form. It has extremely high requirements for energy control and is extremely dangerous.

If handled improperly, the power of the Silver Fire will destroy the body and cause permanent and irreversible damage to the soul.

In fact, when many wizards and sorcerers are jealous of the powerful power of Silver Fire bestowed upon their chosen people by the Goddess of Magic, they have no idea that Silver Fire is actually a very, very dangerous thing.

Only when a spellcaster's spellcasting level reaches a certain level can he be qualified to receive and control the silver fire.

Otherwise, the first person Silver Fire would most likely kill would be itself.

This is why the silver fire burst mode developed by Elminster has not been learned or imitated by other voters.

It's not that they don't want to learn, but they don't dare to try easily.

By the same token, Zuo Si's current use of Silver Fire is obviously more dangerous in burst mode.

Because the latter simply releases the power of the silver fire and then transforms it into powerful energy to give the enemy a fierce attack.

But the former allows the silver fire energy to fill every cell of the body and strengthen it to the maximum extent, thereby bringing the blessing of basic attributes, as well as more amazing magic resistance and immunity.

After seeing Zuo Si effortlessly improve all basic attributes to a level that he could never reach, Wilmes immediately asked with great envy: "When can you help me get some extra power like this?"

"You?" Zuo Si couldn't help but let out a playful smile. "You should first develop your potential in dragon language magic. Once you master spells above the seventh ring, I will naturally help you strengthen them."

"What? Seven rings!"

Wilmes' voice suddenly rose an octave.

Perhaps this is nothing for other red dragons with better magical talents, but her magical talent is obviously not outstanding (compared to dragons, but still much stronger than mortal races). Instead, her warrior talent is more outstanding.

Moreover, in battle, rather than using magic or strategies, he prefers to rush forward and act recklessly.

It is also because of this that this guy has never obtained even a warlock level, but relies entirely on talent and bloodline to make a living.

For Wilmes, obtaining the seventh ring of magic means reaching an age equivalent to that of an extremely old man or even an ancient dragon.

If you just "eat" dragon eggs, you'd have to eat at least a dozen.

"Try harder, believe in yourself, you can do it."

Zuo Si gave some encouragement with a half-smile on his face, then he returned to his human form and left the dragon's nest.

As soon as he left, Wilmes couldn't help but start swearing in frustration.

Zuo Si did not pay much attention to the red dragon's behavior, which was obviously just to vent its resentment. Instead, he went alone to the room with the strongest binding ability in the entire Mage Tower and released the sealed Secondary Abyss Lord.

"Mortal! What on earth do you want to do?" Monahil asked angrily as soon as she was released.

She looked so angry, and her eyes were filled with a creepy cruelty.

You should know that the six-armed snake demon has always had a bad temper, and is no worse than the Balrog in terms of sadism and brutality.

"What? Of course, I'm doing a lot of experiments to learn more about the devil and the secrets of the Abyss."

As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

moment!

The Mage Tower's reserve energy converged into this room at an unimaginable speed.

In less than three or five seconds, the huge binding magic circle on the ground began to flash dazzling light.

Almost at the same time, the hidden runes on the walls and ceiling began to flash.

Monahil couldn't hold on for even a second, and her whole body fell on the ground on her back with a bang. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't move. She could only watch as the other party, holding a holy sword that flashed with disgust and fear that made her extremely disgusted and terrified, slowly cut open her chest, abdomen and lower body that was like a python.

During the cutting process, the burning sensation brought by the amazing positive energy made her scream and wail involuntarily.

After the "beautiful snake" was completely ripped open, Zuo Si finally witnessed the internal body structure of the six-armed snake demon for the first time.

Unlike most organisms that need to follow certain evolutionary laws and basically have digestive systems, circulatory systems, immune systems and reproductive systems, the demon's body structure is so chaotic, weird and twisted that there is absolutely no logic at all.

Take the scene before us as an example. Monahil has no digestive system at all and does not need to eat to sustain her survival.

Although most demons have the habit of devouring the flesh and blood of living beings, it is simply to satisfy some evil hobby.

When the blood and flesh enter the body through the esophagus, they are sent into a huge round organ that looks like a cyst.

Everything you eat disappears here inexplicitly.

In addition, Zuo Si discovered that the demon's reproductive system was also very strange. It was not simply sexual reproduction or asexual reproduction.

Instead, it takes some horrific rituals and mating activities to finally produce an offspring.

Of course, this is a privilege only available to high-level demons.

As for low-level demons, they have never been endowed with such abilities by the abyss. They are basically evolved from the fallen souls of mortals.

Take Mona Hill for example. There is something like an ovary near the abdominal cavity of her snake-like lower body, which is densely packed with hundreds of oval fleshy balls that look like eggs.

Zuo Si carefully used a fine gold scalpel to cut off a few of them for examination and found that they were all fully formed embryos.

That is to say, if left unchecked, these embryos will slowly grow and mature, and eventually be born in the form of eggs and hatch into a new six-armed snake demon.

This is probably why the 531st floor of the Abyss - Wudela - has so many six-armed snake demons.

Perhaps many of Monahill's six-armed snake demon subordinates are her own daughters.

"From disorderly evolution to natural reproduction? The and complexity of the abyss really opened my eyes. But how does the will of the abyss select the so-called lords? Pure power? Or rewards based on contributions to the corruption of goodness and order?" Zuo Si muttered to himself diversity, stroking his chin.

At this moment, the strong desire for knowledge flashing in his eyes made even Monahir, the six-armed snake demon lord, feel frightened.

Because Mona Hill knew very well that such mortals were extremely special even in the entire multiverse.

As long as it doesn't die halfway, it will eventually grow into a monster that even demons will respect and fear.

Among them are the best, like Mordenkain, who is keen on maintaining the so-called balance of all things and often interferes in various wars, and Igvirf, who compiled the "Demonology" and imprisoned and raped Graz'zt, the Dark Lord, one of the three giants of the abyss.

Even the powerful Devil Dukes and Abyss Lords would give such mortals the minimum respect when they saw them, and regard them as people who could stand on equal footing with themselves.

After briefly understanding the basic structure of the Abyss Lord's body, Zuo Si quickly stopped this cruel vivisection and allowed it to recover as before under its powerful regenerative ability.

But the cessation of dissection did not mean the end of the cruel research.

Just the opposite!

He became extremely interested in the head of the six-armed snake demon and directly made a metal tool like a spoon and gouged out one of Monahil's eyes.

The latter's screams in severe pain almost scared the little devil who was helping him.

This evil creature from Baator kept an expression of fanaticism and worship on his face throughout.

In the eyes of the little devil, his master's coldness, cruelty and evilness have far exceeded the limits of what he could imagine, and even the big devils cannot compare with him.

The most important thing is that you don't feel the slightest bit of pity or guilt, but instead believe that you are doing the right thing.

Moreover, it has a strong premonition that if Zuo Si accidentally dies one day and his soul falls into hell, he will most likely be resurrected directly by Asmodeus, the lord of hell, into the most powerful devil form, and then, just like he appointed Zariel as the lord of the first level, he will be given power that all devils will envy and jealous of.

Zuo Si paid no attention to the delusions in the pet's mind, and instead devoted himself to the research.

By observing the eyes of the six-armed snake demon lord, he found out the reason why high-level demons can see through invisibility and various secret doors, that is, the special structure inside the pupil.

When these guys look at a creature or object, the first thing that appears in their eyes is not a specific image or light, but a strange pattern made up of pure magical energy.

From these patterns, high-level demons can easily distinguish which are false illusions created out of thin air and which are real things.

If he wasn't afraid of the erosion of the power of the abyss, Zuo Si would want to transplant this eye to other creatures to try out the effect.

But unfortunately, to achieve this, at least a special legendary magic must be invented, which is too costly and not worth it.

Finally, he stuffed the eye back into the bloody socket.

After about a few minutes, Monahil's regenerative ability repaired the optic nerve and the eyeball began to move again.

"Now, let's talk about the Abyss."

Zuo Si put down the scalpel and holy sword and summoned a ball of clean water to wash off the mucus that was accidentally stained on his black dragon leather gloves, as well as the large amount of acidic and corrosive blood.

You have to know that dissecting creatures from the lower planes, especially demons whose blood is extremely poisonous, is definitely not something that just anyone can do.

Even a wizard of a high level may be seriously injured or even killed by the liquid that suddenly splashes out of a demon's body or an exploding organ when dissecting a demon.

This is why the "Demonology" compiled by the "Witch Queen" Igvirf is notorious, but still respected by all wizards.

This book systematically shows everyone for the first time the forms, characteristics, spell-like abilities and anatomical diagrams of more than two hundred and forty different kinds of demons, as well as more than ten thousand kinds of animals and plants living in the Abyss and seventy-six levels of natural ecological environment.

As long as you read this book carefully, even if you have never been to the abyss or come into contact with demons, you can still have a very detailed understanding of its general situation.

On modern Earth, he would have to be at least a biologist at the level of Darwin.

"You want to get the secret of the abyss from me? Don't dream!" Monahill refused with a sneer.

Because for demons, almost every evolution can more or less give them a glimpse into the essence of the abyss.

These secrets will be summarized and evolved into various spell-like abilities and powerful external forms during the evolution process.

Especially when they are promoted from high-level demons to secondary lords or even genuine lords, the essence of the abyss that they see and understand will be directly transformed into a kind of chaotic and corrupt force that is comparable to that of gods.

Therefore, no demon lord would reveal these secrets that are directly related to his own power.

In the wars that constantly take place within the abyss, lords who defeat and capture their opponents often imprison their enemies and torture them for hundreds or even thousands of years to force them to reveal these secrets.

In particular, the Obyris Demon, who was born and ruled the abyss before the appearance of the Tanar'ri Demon, received special "attention".

It is said that many famous and powerful lord dungeons contain more than one defeated ancient Obyris demon.

As a planeswalker with extensive knowledge of planes and demons, Zuo Si certainly knew the importance of the secrets of the abyss to the demon lord, so without saying a word, he directly started the torture mode with the vicious magic spell [Heart-piercing and Bone-excavating] from another world.

As long as the physical torture and mental destruction continue, sooner or later he will inadvertently say things that he would not say when he is conscious.

Of course, Zuo Si alone obviously could not maintain the high-intensity torture on Monahil for 24 hours a day, so after one or two hours, he handed the task over to the consciousness of the Mage Tower.

As for himself, he returned to the upper level of the Mage Tower and began to analyze and organize the various information and data he had collected so far.

In particular, Sharevok, who was officially active in the Baldur's Gate area as a mercenary and adventurer, instantly attracted Zuo Si's attention.

Although to outsiders, this could be the case where the head of the Iron Throne Chamber of Commerce is training his adopted son to be independent.

Moreover, Sarevok's team is not very large. At best, it can only be regarded as a subordinate armed force funded and controlled by the Iron Throne.

But Zuo Si knew very well that this meant that the Son of Baal had begun to cultivate his own power and prepare for the coming conspiracy, war and killing.

In addition, Gorion and his adopted son Aberdare also returned to Candlekeep to settle down and resume their peaceful life away from the world.

But the old wizard did not know that due to the nature of the divinity and priesthood of Baal, the god of murder, no matter how he tried to escape, he would not be able to stop his descendants from killing each other.

What's more, there is a mastermind behind the scenes who is silently pushing all this.

Of course, in addition to the two protagonists of Baldur's Gate and Candlekeep, more Sons of Bhaal are awakening in the kingdom of Tethyr in the south, which is in chaos and turmoil.

Some of them have begun trying to strengthen their divinity and power through killing, while a small number have begun to form forces to hunt down their brothers and sisters in order to collect more of the "legacy" left by their father.

Eventually, as the number of the Sons of Bhaal dwindles, these legacies will be concentrated in the hands of a few.

As for them, they will enter the final round to compete for the vacant throne.

"The prophecy of the wise Alando is about to come true. But this time, the one who will win the final victory will definitely be me." A terrifying red light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.

Due to the unparalleled advantage of the planeswalker in controlling energy, he could clearly feel that the transformed Baal power in his body was boiling, as if calling for something.

And this strong call is the desire for blood, killing and death.

As more and more Sons of Bhaal awaken, the killing between them becomes more and more frequent, which will inevitably affect or even completely change a person's original character.

This is also the sadness of being a child of God.

Although in the eyes of many mortals, being the son of God is an honor, and at the same time, one can obtain powerful powers that many ordinary people dream of.

But who knows, the so-called Son of God will never be able to escape the influence of his divine parents throughout his life.

If you're lucky, you might be able to become a demigod or a weaker god with the help of the latter.

If you are unlucky, you will become a sacrifice for the resurrection of the gods.

After throwing all the collected information into the brazier and burning it, Zuo Si finally devoted his time to studying the magic scroll backups taken from the central tower of the floating city.

Although he had collected a lot of magic before, due to his status as an apprentice, he had no access to high-level magic.

Especially those top-notch spells invented by great wizards, whose power is comparable to legendary magic.

But now, as the floating city of Plantia has become its private property, the magical knowledge that was once considered top secret has been completely opened to the public.

The first thing Zuo Si studied was not the [Meteoric Bomb] which could destroy a city or even an entire country with one strike, but the [Air Hammer] which had always interested him the most.

Because according to the classification of the continent of Faerun, such invisible spells with huge impact should undoubtedly be classified as force field magic such as Wall of Force and Bigbai's Hand.

As we all know, force field magic is often the most difficult type to deal with, whether it is attack or defense.

Because they are neither like energy attacks that can be easily absorbed and deflected by various targeted protective magic, nor like physical attacks that can be blocked by armor, shields and other protective gear.

The force field is a special form created by magical energy. If we have to use something closer to describe it, it would be "shock wave".

However, unlike the shock wave generated by an explosion of explosives, the force field does not diffuse in the air or other media, but forms a stable structure.

But what Zuo Si was interested in was obviously not the noble force field damage of the [Air Hammer], but the fact that it could manipulate the air to a certain extent, including a series of parameters such as pressure and pressure, and then use this as a basis to develop his own new spells.

Rather than simply creating an air hammer to slam into the target and cause damage from the outside, he prefers to let the air suddenly explode inside the target's body.

Once successfully developed, this spell will become a nightmare for all creatures that need to use lungs to breathe.

Of course, before that, Zuo Si needs to break the seals and encryption measures on these magic scrolls.

Although according to the regulations of the Supreme Code, all members of the Mage Council must back up the spells they invented and instantly teleport them to a secret library for preservation after death.

But as the saying goes, every policy has its own countermeasure.

Many great wizards will encrypt these backups, and the more ruthless ones will put a lot of seals and curses on them. Even if you get them, you can't study them directly, but have to deal with these troublesome things first.

This is why such scrolls are hidden and only the great wizards are qualified to study them.

For ordinary mages and apprentices, they are too dangerous, so dangerous that even opening them could result in instant death.

But unfortunately, these methods did not work against Zuo Si.

He destroyed all the seals and curses effortlessly, and then used the Eye of Knowledge to eliminate the confusing symbols and words. In just a few hours, he understood the structure and underlying principles of the air hammer spell.

The next thing to do is to transform it into the magic network of Faerun, or another magical earth, which is the way to cast spells.

The former went very smoothly because the magic systems of the two worlds were very similar.

In just two or three days, the air hammer technique was transformed into seven arcane magics from the third ring to the ninth ring according to the power and damage.

However, the latter becomes very difficult to convert due to the huge difference in the casting environment.

The biggest obstacle is how to form a word through syllables or movements to trigger the resonance of magic power in the body.

This is precisely the problem most arcane magic from Faerûn faces when translating into spells from the world of Harry Potter.

Fortunately, Zuo Si had done similar research before and gradually found some patterns.

The most important thing is that he has a spirit of never giving up until the goal is achieved. The more setbacks and difficulties he encounters, the more he will keep going.

Finally, after several days of sleepless work, he successfully cast the spell by waving his wand.

Bang! With the sound of an air explosion, a hardwood table, along with the surrounding chairs and walls, instantly shattered into pieces.

Looking at the wood chips and debris scattered on the ground, Zuo Si couldn't help but sighed slightly, "It wasn't easy, but we finally got it done. Although the power is only equivalent to the level of third-ring magic, as long as it is slightly improved and combined with the variant of the swelling spell used to blow up the troll, it will definitely produce quite good results. And if we calculate the time, this short and busy holiday is finally coming to an end, and Hogwarts should be back in a few days."

"Why, are you starting to miss your lost youth again?" the diary suddenly complained.

"Didn't you suggest that I should try to relax as much as possible?" Zuo Si rolled his eyes in annoyance. "And recently, with Talona's arrival and Isadora cloning herself like crazy, I can't relax at all."

"I think this is your problem. Because of your personality and the way you behave, you are naturally attracted to this kind of opposite sex. Think about it carefully. When you were still an apprentice, among those female apprentices under Asta who were interested in you or deliberately approached you, how many of them were mentally healthy and normal?"

The diary directly raises a rather sharp question.

Zuo Si immediately stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then he was shocked to find that none of the "senior sisters" who had given him gifts or tried to kiss his cheeks or forehead could be called "normal".

Nearly half of them have personally planned or participated in more than one murder, such as poisoning or cursing.

The other half is more sinister, always taking advantage of the hormonal male apprentices to achieve their own ulterior motives.

If the other party fails, they will ruthlessly discard him as garbage.

"Damn it! It seems like you were right about this matter." Zuo Si cursed softly with his mouth twitching.

Since the diary is equivalent to another self, he did not hide anything and directly admitted the cruel fact.

"Hahaha! Birds of a feather flock together, because you are just that kind of person. It's just that your madness is hidden deep in your bones, not outwardly like others. So cherish and enjoy this rare time on campus. I guarantee that after these few years, you will have to plunge into one conspiracy and trickery after another, and you won't have any time to rest at all."

After saying this, the diary closed its mouth and made no more sound.

Just as Zuo Si was about to pack up and pass through the portal, a group of unexpected visitors interrupted his journey.

The visitor was none other than Saranda Olium, the supreme leader of the Church of Waukeen, the goddess of wealth of Amn, the supreme archbishop with the title of "Holy Coin", and the chosen one of the goddess.

Behind him followed the famous "Five Fierce Women" of the Church of the Goddess of Fortune.

Of course, in Askatla, the word "shrew" does not have any derogatory meaning, but is used to describe women who have achieved great success in their careers.

Therefore, the "Five Vixens" are actually the "upper gold" just below the "holy coin", a priest level.

Their great success in business and missionary work makes them the strongest contenders to become the next archbishop.

Moreover, these five women dressed in gorgeous robes and jewel-studded gold crowns are all very beautiful. Although the age gap between them is a little big, they are full of the unique charm of their respective age groups, and their every move exudes a graceful and luxurious temperament.

After serving everyone a cup of hot cocoa, the most popular and most popular drink in Askatra, Zuo Si asked in an uncertain tone, "Mr. Saranda Oulianm, what brings you here suddenly?"

The old man took a sip of the slightly hot cocoa in a leisurely manner, then replied with a wry smile: "Although it is a bit presumptuous to say this directly, I still have to say that I am here to ask for your help."

"Help? Is the Church of the Goddess of Wealth in trouble?" Zuo Si was stunned for a moment.

You must know that although Amn implements a policy of freedom of religious belief, even a lunatic like Cyric can openly build temples and spread dangerous, chaotic and evil ideas, but the one with the greatest power and strength must be Waukin.

Because almost all merchants and the trade activities they engage in are governed by the goddess of wealth.

So it is natural that he would regard Woking as his faith and patron saint.

Even the six-member council that holds the highest power in the country does not dare to openly defy the ban issued by the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.

Zuo Si really couldn't imagine what kind of trouble the other party might have encountered that he would be so embarrassed as to come to him for help.

"No, it's not the church that's in trouble, it's the Goddess herself that's in trouble.

In fact, this matter can be traced back to a few years ago when the gods were cast down to the mortal world by Io, the god above all gods, and walked on the continent of Faerun as saints.

At that time, all the gods were looking for a way to return to the outer planes.

Among them, the goddess of magic chose to force her way in, but was ruthlessly killed by the guardian god Heim.

But our goddess Waukeen was smarter. She chose to pass through the Abyss and temporarily transferred her priesthood and power to her friend, the goddess of joy Li'la, for safekeeping before leaving. She reached an agreement with Graz'zt, one of the three giants of the abyss, alone.

But who knew that when the goddess appeared in Lord Wu'an's territory, he ruthlessly tore up the previously signed agreement, detained and imprisoned Woking.

Since this matter was originally a conspiracy between the two goddesses, only the two goddesses and Grazzt himself knew about it.

I also recently bought some information about the goddess' current situation through some Yugoloth merchants at a high price."

Sarangda Oulian gave a brief introduction of the situation in the most concise terms possible.

He knew that the young man sitting in front of him was the common chosen person of the two goddesses, and in the future there might be three or even four of them. He had never lied or cheated from the beginning to the end.

"So... you want me to break into the triple realm of the Abyss, defeat the Dark Lord Graz'zt under the siege of thousands of Balrogs and six-armed snake demons, and rescue the goddess of wealth Waukin?"

The expression on Zuo Si's face suddenly became very strange.

He thought that what he did after coming to Furen was not like that of a fool, but why did the other party treat him like a fool?

Because a task like this sounds impossible to accomplish.

Not to mention a mortal, even a god who breaks into Graz'zt's triple realm can't expect to come back alive.

Although in the eyes of many people, Graz'zt is not as powerful and destructive as Demogorgon and Orcus, and he even always behaves politely, and will never slaughter and reap the souls of mortals in a violent way for no reason.

Just the opposite!

He is more like a cunning devil who likes to sign all kinds of terms with mortals.

Judging from the feedback from the contract signatories, Lord Wu An's credibility is obviously quite good.

But no matter what, he is also an erratic demon lord. The fact that he suddenly broke the agreement and imprisoned the goddess of wealth, Woking, is the best proof of this.

Moreover, after entering the abyss, the opponent is still fighting at home. Zuo Si doesn't think he can gain any advantage with his current strength.

Not to mention that Graz'zt has a formidable army of demons under his command.

That is a decisive force that can change the situation of the bloody battle.

Salanda Olianm quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, of course not. What I mean is that I invite you and some other powerful people to form a team and go to the Abyss to rescue the goddess. Because I heard that you have a very special ability, which is to maintain a stable magic network like the continent of Faerun anywhere, which can allow mages and warlocks to cast spells in an extremely chaotic place like the Abyss."

"Who told you?" Zuo Si showed a curious expression.

Because so far, not many people know his identity as a planeswalker.

"It's Her Majesty Xinbu. In addition, she is also one of the participants in this operation." Saranda Oulianm gave the name of the Storm Queen without hesitation.

"What? Xinbu will participate? What price did you pay to invite her?"

Zuo Si instantly became curious about the background of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.

You know, ordinary wealth, magic items and treasures are definitely not enough to make Xinbu drop what he is doing and take huge risks to go to the bottomless abyss.

Saranda Oulian smiled meaningfully. "Sorry, this is a trade secret. I cannot tell you. But I can guarantee that as long as you are willing to join us, we will definitely give you a thank you gift that will satisfy you. And this operation will not be carried out immediately. It will take some time to prepare. I will look for and visit heroes who are strong enough and courageous enough one by one."

"I need to think about this for a moment. You can come visit me again when you find the last team member, and I will give you a clear answer then."

After hesitating for a moment, Zuo Si chose to delay temporarily.

In his memory, the rescue of the Goddess of Fortune should have happened around the time when the Son of Bhaal began his adventure.

It is said that a team of brave and fearless adventurers charged directly into Graz'zt's lair, overturned thousands of demon armies along the way, then gave the middle finger to Lord Dark who was sitting on the throne, and then cast a teleportation magic and left in a domineering and chic manner.

But a careful analysis will reveal that the credibility of this rumor is not high.

"No problem. Just take your time to think about it. I'll come back to visit you in a few months or even a year or two."

After saying this, Salanda Oulianm stood up and saluted, then turned around and left with his five successors without any entanglement or delay.

When they left the tower and returned to the street, a woman with short golden hair couldn't help but asked, "Your Excellency the Bishop, why did you offer a higher price just now to impress the other party? Didn't you prepare a lot of priceless treasures?"

"No, my child, that kind of negotiation is too low-level and too inferior. Remember, when dealing with voters like Soth, wealth and treasures are never the reasons for him to agree or refuse, but something more valuable."

With wisdom gleaming in his eyes, Saranda Olem left Askatra from the east gate in a carriage, intending to go to another city thousands of kilometers away to visit a powerful warrior favored by the god of war Tempus...

(End of this chapter)