As is Mu'hon to the north, and Cyre, ruled by red wizards further northwest.

The Chanfa were originally just slaves who, under the leadership of their gods, destroyed the magical civilization of Imaskar and later established a part of the huge theocratic empire - Mulhorand.

Another theocratic empire nearby, Enther, was established in almost the same way.

But with the continued turmoil, rebellion and weakening of the two ancient empires, many marginal areas gradually split off and independence gained.

However, in name only, these small border countries are still vassals of the Mulhorand Empire.

But after the turbulent years ended, Io, the God above all gods, may have felt that it was a bit inappropriate for these gods who came from other dimensions to rule mortals in a way similar to the incarnation of saints.

So he personally removed the barriers that the artificers of the Imaskar Empire had set up when they fought against the gods.

This barrier prevents them from connecting with the kingdoms of the outer planes, and they can only exist in mortal bodies like saints through reincarnation.

The disappearance of the barrier allowed the gods walking on this land to finally return to their essence, instead of running around with a fragile body. It also ended the thousands of years of theocracy.

Many scholars believe that this marks the official acceptance of them by Io, the God of Gods, as members of the Pantheon of Toril.

You have to know that in their previous state, the gods of Mulhorand and Unther were incomplete.

This is also why they suffered a great loss when fighting against the Orc Gods.

Mulhorand's sun god Ray and many of the gods of Unther fell in the "Orcgate Battle".

There are more than eight people who are clearly recorded.

The orc god Gruumsh became famous because of this and became the first known godslayer in the kingdom.

You have to know that when Mulhorand and Unther joined forces, they had an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

There is more than one person with such great divine power.

But even so, they were still horribly massacred.

Gruumsh even went on a killing spree when outnumbered, slaying gods one after another with ease, without even suffering any serious injuries.

Although the alliance between the two pantheons eventually won the "Orcgate Battle", the huge losses directly caused the Unther gods to be unable to recover and almost perish.

The country's main beliefs have also been continuously eroded by the gods of Mulhorand, the god of tyranny Bane, the second-generation magic goddess Mystra, and the god of war Tempus.

Now there are probably only two left, Tiamat, the dragon god, and Hohr, the god of vengeance.

Moreover, both of them were very smart in breaking free from the constraints of their original identities, leaving the Unther pantheon and joining the Faerun pantheon.

The gods of Mulhorand also fell into a long period of weakness.

But now, with divinity and power returned to their essence, the gods of Mulhorand have regained their vitality.

Although the whole country is undergoing an unprecedented change after the mortal came to power, conspiracy and power struggle are also in full swing.

But compared with Enther next door, which was in serious civil strife and slave and civilian uprisings occurred one after another, it was completely different.

So it was no surprise that the Mulhorand Empire launched a war against its former ally Unther.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the scale of the war was not large and it only existed along the border between the two countries.

Although the city of Jindrank, which participated in the French invasion, was affected a little, the trade route with the Karatu continent was not interrupted.

Countless caravans still gather here in an endless stream.

In particular, a large number of specialties from the far east could immediately earn at least twenty or even thirty times the profit as long as they were transported along the Rosen River to the Falling Star Sea.

So the people here are tense and busy, and their minds are full of thoughts about how to make more money by using the trade between the two continents to make themselves and their families richer.

But they had no idea that an extremely dangerous person was hiding in the city of Jindrank.

At the moment, he was in a gray brick house, roaring angrily at his followers: "Are you all fools and idiots? After spending so much time, you can't even catch a six or seven-year-old child? How important is it for me to know the thing hidden in his body and soul? Without that thing, I can't complete the most critical step of the ritual and ascend from a mortal to a god!"

“But…but Master, that boy is the son of Bhaal.

And also awakened some of the divine power and divinity.

You can teleport to any corner of the continent of Faerun in an instant.

Especially in recent times, he seems to have hidden somewhere that can block the tracking of prophecy magic, making it impossible for us to find his exact location.

All we know is that it was last seen at Baldur's Gate on the west coast."

A middle-aged bald wizard in a red robe explained carefully.

It can be seen that he is a typical Sel red robe, with densely covered magical tattoos shining with arcane light on his head and neck.

Although not all red robes are willing to shave their heads just to gain more and more powerful magical powers.

For example, Edwin did not shave his head and beard, but had thick and lush blond hair.

But generally speaking, red wizards are pragmatic, willing to sacrifice a little beauty for power.

This is why in many people's impressions, bald heads and tattoos are always associated with red-robed wizards.

In addition, as nearby neighboring countries, Cyre and Mulhorand are quite close, so it is not surprising that they appear in the city of Jindrank, which participates in the law.

But the situation where people gather so densely in a room like now is obviously rare.

After all, Mulhorand is not one of those weak countries in the west, but an empire with powerful strength, and the number of priests in the church can be said to be quite large.

The red-robed wizards would not be so stupid as to ignore the easier-to-invade west and instead turn around and fight this former suzerain country.

Their presence in Mulhorand usually serves a single purpose.

That is to obtain more slaves, as well as rare and precious spellcasting materials, or to dig out knowledge, scrolls and magical items about the Imaskar Empire from ancient ruins.

“I don’t care!

Send everyone to Baldur's Gate to search for the boy! Bring him back alive before he discovers the secret hidden in his body! Remember!

I want living people, not corpses! If anything unexpected happens, I will turn all of you into ghouls and zombies!"

The elderly red-robed wizard in the lead glared with his eyes emitting green light and threatened fiercely.

Anyone who has a little knowledge of necromancy magic can feel the abundant negative energy in his body, which is completely different from that of the living.

You don't need to ask to know that this is a guy who has just transformed himself into a lich.

"As you wish, great Velsharoon."

All the red-robed wizards and other followers present hurriedly prostrated themselves and knelt before the old man who exuded a terrifying aura, then quickly cast a teleportation spell and disappeared from the spot.

Obviously, this lich in a red robe is none other than the most powerful rival of Sazastan, the chief of the Undead Order of Sel, and also the most dangerous enemy regarded by Halrua, the Kingdom of Mages - Velsharoon.

He had fought against Himbu, the Storm Queen, and Elminster, the Archsage of Shadowdale, more than once, but was expelled from Cyre after losing a political struggle centuries ago.

Since then, Velsharoon has been dedicated to exploring the Purple Dust Plains, hoping to find the treasures left behind by the Imaskar Empire among the endless deserts and ruins.

Including endless knowledge, powerful artifacts, and methods of cheaply manufacturing various strange things, he plans to fight back one day, kill Sazastan and replace him.

But the interesting thing is that he did not find much of what he wanted from the ruins of the Purple Dust Plains. Instead, he discovered a method of deification left behind by Talos, the God of Storms in ancient times.

As long as you follow the above process, a powerful wizard may be able to become a demigod.

Of course, the prerequisite is to obtain the permission of Io, the god above gods.

Velsharoon fell into ecstasy almost instantly, and immediately tried to contact Talos, the God of Storms, and agreed to become his subordinate god after becoming a god.

I have to say, this is just as outrageous as a businessman who originally planned to dig sand to make a little money, but suddenly got lucky and discovered a large oil field.

In fact, becoming a god in Toril's universe is more dramatic and full of coincidences and accidents than many people imagine.

Do you think that the process of a mortal becoming a god is to accumulate strength bit by bit, seize divine power and divinity through various means, and then develop believers until they reach the point of becoming a quasi-god or even a demigod?

Totally wrong!

The truly simple and unpretentious deification should be like Mystra, who was an ordinary shepherdess in the last second, and the next second Io, the god above gods, descended from the sky and asked if she wanted to sign a contract with him to become a magical girl (the second-generation magic goddess).

When she answered yes, she was instantly promoted from a mortal to the most powerful god in the kingdom after Io, and also the supreme ruler of the magic network.

The exact same thing happened to Xirik during the turbulent years.

This guy simply found the Tablet of Destiny and then gained all the power of the Three Gods of Death.

Therefore, if you want to become a powerful god, in this world it is never about hard work, talent, or cunning plans, but about maxing out the invisible and intangible attribute of luck.

There is no doubt that Visharon is such a person with incredible luck.

In Faerun's original history, he would complete all the processes around DR 1368 and become the god of liches, undead creatures, and necromancy.

But the problem now is that with the emergence of Zuo Si, the world has changed a lot.

An item of vital importance to the Apotheosis was stolen by a Son of Bhaal during transportation.

And this son of Baal is Sancho who is currently hiding in the Wizard Tower of Askatra.

In the original timeline, the boy would be captured by Visharoon's men not long after, and eventually become a small sacrifice without even a name on the road to the Lich God's deification.

But now, Versalen and his men could find no trace of Sancho.

Because all prophecy magic has been blocked by the protection of the wizard tower.

The only thing they could do now was to search for clues along the Baldur's Gate.

At this moment, Baldur's Gate can be described as "full of stars".

There is not only Sarevok who is ambitious to inherit his father's Blood Throne, but also the protagonists of the adventure story of Son of Bhaal - Aberdare and Imon, and the army of Zhentil Keep led by Fuzol Chamberlain, the Chosen One of Bane.

There are also the forces under Zuo Si, the Harpists who have not yet completely evacuated, the Cult of the Dragon who are lurking nearby waiting for an opportunity, the Zhentarim who provide intelligence support to the Zhentil Keep army, some more extreme Shadow Druid sects, Mind Flayer Lurkers and the monsters controlled by them, and the Alliance of Northern Lords led by Waterdeep who are considering whether to send reinforcements.

If Velsharoon and his followers were also involved, then Sazastan, the chief necromancer of the Red Robe Mages, would certainly not stand idly by.

Oh, by the way, we also have to include the trade alliance led by the Church of Waukeen, the goddess of wealth.

As for the Baldur's Gate officials who are still kept in the dark and the Shadow Thieves who are caught up in the civil war, they are not even qualified to join this game.

Of course, the chaotic situation outside has nothing to do with Sancho.

Due to his identity as the son of Bhaal, he had been on the run all the time. He had no idea that he was being hunted by Velsharoon. He even thought that the group of red-robed wizards were after the blood of the god of murder in his body.

As he became Zuo Si's apprentice, the boy spent his days in constant learning and magic experiments. For the first time, he had an unprecedented sense of security and could even talk to his peers occasionally.

After all, the tower is home to little werewolves, succubus lolis, orphans sent by the Church of the God of Suffering to learn professional knowledge and skills, as well as various demon bats, demons, and some weird magical creatures that roam around and do odd jobs.

Although Zuo Si, his mentor, was often not even visible, Sancho still liked this kind of life very much.

Especially since he doesn't have to worry all day long about pursuers who might appear at any time, and he can eat and sleep peacefully every day, which makes him feel that it is not bad to maintain the status quo.

But unfortunately, this wonderful life can only last for half a year at most. Every Son of Bhaal cannot escape his own fate and can only face it bravely.

"well--"

Staring at the thick pile of books in front of him, the boy couldn't help but sigh slightly. He grabbed the cakes and snacks on the table and stuffed some into his mouth. While eating, he complained quietly: "If I had known that I would have to learn so many things to be a mage, I might as well have been a warrior or a thief."

"Why, do you regret it?"

Atona quietly came out from behind a bookshelf in the library, a playful smile appearing on her delicate and cute little face.

As a succubus, she naturally likes to spy on other people's hearts and minds, and then find their weaknesses and use them to achieve her own goals.

"No, I don't regret it, I just found that becoming a mage is not as easy as I thought."

Sancho shrugged his shoulders, obviously used to the mysterious appearances of this girl who looked slightly older than him.

"The master said that there is no shortcut on the path to power and truth. If you find a method that can quickly increase your strength, then it must be hiding unknown risks and traps." Succubus Loli warned solemnly.

Because she found that among the thick pile of books, there was one that was specifically about sacrifice.

You have to know that in this world full of magic and supernatural powers, in addition to gods, there are many beings that can grant power to mortals.

The most famous of these are the demons and devils of the lower planes.

Sometimes, as long as mortals do some evil things to please others, there is a certain probability that they will be rewarded.

Especially the demons from the Chaos Camp, they do things completely at will and do not follow any rules.

This is why, in the material world, there are far more demon worshippers than devil worshippers.

In addition, there are also some beast spirits and monster spirits who will accept offerings of killing and blood.

Since Atona was originally a succubus, and a believer of Zuo Si, the lord of the hell, she could even be said to be a chosen one, so she was very knowledgeable about this aspect.

But the boy rolled his eyes in annoyance and responded, "I'm not one of those fools. I've been educated on this subject and I know what's going on. Don't worry, I'm not reading this book to gain power, but to understand the symbolism behind it."

"Because you have been sacrificed by those crazy cultists and other sons of Baal?" Atona asked with interest.

"Right! Also, could you please stop staring at me all day? It makes me feel like I might make a big mistake at any moment."

There was a hint of impatience in Sancho's tone.

There is no doubt that she is different from many teenagers who are bewitched by the beautiful appearance of succubus loli.

He was too young to have any interest in the opposite sex, so his speech and attitude were quite tough, quite like Zuo Si in his youth.

Atona was not angry, but said with a smiling tone: "Do you think I want this? It's because your identity as the son of Baal brings many uncertain risks.

You don’t know yet?

Just in these few days, guys suddenly appeared in the Baldur's Gate area, asking around for information about you.

I suspect you are in some trouble that you don't even know about."

"What? Someone is asking about my whereabouts!"

Sancho, who seemed nonchalant in the last second, showed an extremely nervous expression in the next second.

"Humph! What, are you scared now?"

There was contempt in Atona's eyes.

"Don't play dumb! Tell me who they are and why they are chasing me? No! I have to go find my mentor!"

Sancho suddenly stood up from his chair, intending to leave the library and go straight to the tower owner's private room on the upper floor.

But before he could take a few steps, the succubus teased him in a joking tone: "Forget it! The master got the news immediately and is now dealing with it. By the time you react, I'm afraid the other party will have already come to your door."

"Ah? The instructor already knows!"

The boy stopped suddenly, his face full of shock and disbelief.

"Nonsense! Remember, you are the master's only disciple at present. Don't be so impatient and afraid of this and that all the time. There are not many people in this world who dare to risk angering the master and attack you."

After saying this, Atona stood up and walked to Sancho's side, raised her slender little hand and knocked him hard on the head, then hummed a song and jumped away at the end of the corridor outside, leaving the latter screaming and collapsing on the ground.

…

At the same time, in a manor outside Baldur's Gate in the north, Zuo Si was meeting a very important guest, the chief of the Undead faction of the Red Robe Mage Organization of Sel - Sazastan.

Needless to say, this powerful legendary lich was chasing after Velsharoon and his men.

As mortal enemies who were once evenly matched, no one knows the danger of Velsharoon better than Sazastan.

So even after the latter was exiled, he always sent people to keep an eye on him.

When Sazastan discovered that Visharoon's followers began to appear in large numbers on the west coast of Faerun, he immediately chose to take action.

In fact, to a certain extent, Sazastan, who is rational, calm, intelligent, has unparalleled patience and is good at playing conspiracy and intrigue, has many similarities with Zuo Si in character.

In addition, both of them had no aversion to the large-scale use of the undead, so after a brief greeting and conversation, the atmosphere quickly became harmonious.

After all, the West Coast Empire that Zuo Si was about to establish was in the southwest of the continent of Faerun, while Sel controlled by the red-robed wizards was in the northeast corner of the continent of Faerun.

According to the principle of making friends with distant countries and attacking nearby ones, the two sides do not have much substantive conflict of interests at all, and are naturally suitable to become allies.

It is basically certain that the other two countries are founded on arcane magic, so they must have a lot in common.

If Aznar Sruul had not brought people to Luskan to cause trouble and strained relations, Sazastan would have sent people to try to contact and cooperate with this planeswalker and chosen one of the gods who possessed special powers.

But it doesn't seem too late now.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips slightly and let a smile appear. He said in the most sincere tone possible: "Dear Soth, I think you should know why I came here, right?"

"For those red-robed wizards who are asking around for the whereabouts of a boy?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.

"No, no, no, I want to correct you. Most of them have been expelled from the organization and are no longer part of the Red Robe Wizards." Sazastan hurriedly explained.

"But I don't see how they are any different from ordinary red-robed wizards.

Okay, stop beating around the bush and just tell me what happened.

I don't think a busy person like you would have nothing better to do than to travel all the way from the east to the west of the continent."

Zuo Si was obviously a little tired of this endless probing and took the initiative to show his hand.

Based on the information provided by the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network and his liches, he had roughly guessed the reason and just wanted to confirm it again.

Sazastan was silent for a moment, then slowly asked, "Do you know Visharon?"

"Velsharon? The guy who competed with you for the position of leader of the Undead faction a long time ago, but lost the battle and was exiled?"

There was a barely perceptible flash of understanding in Zuo Si's eyes.

"Yes. This guy has been hiding in the city of Jindrank, north of the Purple Dust Plains, and has been tirelessly digging and exploring the ruins of the Imaskar Empire with his followers.

The red-robed wizards you see appearing near Baldur's Gate are his subordinates.

Some of them were losers who had defected because they had nowhere else to go, while others were apprentices he had personally trained according to Searle's method.

In short, although these mages look the same as the red-robed mages on the surface, they are actually hostile to us.

Just recently, spies reported that Velsharoon seemed to have unearthed some artifact or amazing magical knowledge in an ancient ruin in the desert.

But later, for some unknown reason, the vital parts of the excavated items were stolen.

The thief was the boy they were looking for.”

Sazastan did not hide anything and openly told everyone the information he had.

Because he knew that if he wanted to operate on the west coast and defeat Visharoon, he must first reach an agreement with the young man in front of him, preferably to form an alliance.

"Purple Dust Desert...

The remains of the ancient Imaskar Empire...

The battlefield where the artificer fights against the gods from another world...

And with Velsharoon...

I think I know what he found.”

Zuo Si touched his chin and smiled meaningfully.

Although he didn't know much about the Lich God Velsharoon, he roughly knew the time when he was deified and the method he used.

But I didn't expect that the two sides could communicate across the entire continent of Faerun.

Similarly, Zuo Si also realized why his new disciple Sancho was able to break free from the influence of Baal's divinity and power at such a young age.

It's not that the boy has a strong will, but that he inadvertently absorbed something he shouldn't have absorbed.

"What is it?"

Sazastan leaned forward slightly, his pupils flickering with intense curiosity.

There is no way not to be curious!

He was obviously very clear that something that made Visharoon so nervous and serious should at least be a powerful artifact, or a weapon and magic created by the artificer to deal with gods.

If he could get it, he would be able to defeat the other chiefs in the council and completely control the Red Robe Mage Organization and the entire Cel.

"Haha, you don't think such important information would be free, do you?" Zuo Si smiled cunningly.

Sazastan was so smart that he immediately understood that the other party was asking him to make an offer, so he calmly asked, "What do you want in exchange?"

"I want all the magic tattoo making techniques in exchange."

Zuo Si spoke without any hesitation.

You should know that Sel Red Robe's magic tattoo making technology is second to none in the entire continent of Faerun.

And it also spawned branches such as [drawing magic tattoos], [casting tattoos], [storing magic tattoos], [spell tattoos], etc.

Ordinary low-level magic tattoo technology can only make the skin tougher and gain some magic resistance and immunity, but they can be used to store a complete spell.

The gap between the two is extremely large.

Among them, [Spell Tattoo] is equivalent to a constant super magic skill, which is fully charged and used once every 24 hours. After activation, the next spell will have the effects of silent spell casting and fixed spell casting.

[Spell Storage Tattoo] is just as the name suggests, it can store any spell and release it when needed; [Spell Tattoo] is very similar to a disposable scroll tattooed on the skin, which will completely disappear after casting.

Although Zuo Si and his liches have developed a set of rune magic that can cast constant spells on the body, so far they can only reach the fourth ring and below.

But the red robe wizard's superb magic tattoo skills allow him to tattoo seven-ring, eight-ring, and even nine-ring spells on his body.

Although he himself no longer has much use for this technology, it is still a rare good thing for a spellcasting organization or even a country.

What's more, after obtaining the magic tattoo technology, it can also be used to strengthen the summoned creatures of the mage cards.

Sazastan was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the other party would offer such an expensive price.

After all, magic tattoo technology is one of the core secrets of the Red Robe Wizard. Only selected members who are loyal to the organization are qualified to learn the production technology.

Likewise, he realized that what Visharon had found was far more valuable than he had imagined.

The two of them stared into each other's eyes for a full minute, and then Sazastan fiddled with the ring on his finger and asked, "Is this news really that valuable?"

Zuo Si answered very straightforwardly: "Believe me, you have made a great deal by exchanging the magic tattoo for this information. After all, it is a method that can allow a powerful wizard to be promoted to a demigod."

moment!

Sazastan seemed to be under a spell, his whole body in absolute stillness.

If he had not been a lich that had transformed into an undead creature, he would definitely be trembling slightly with excitement right now.

Allow a powerful wizard to be promoted to a demigod?

No wonder Velsharoon was so nervous that he even sent all his men to Baldur's Gate on the west coast.

There is no doubt that as the chief of the Red Robe Undead faction in Sel, Sazastan also has the ambition to become a god, but he has not found a way yet.

Now that we have suddenly learned such news, we need to go all out, whether for the purpose of disrupting the enemy's plan or to realize our own wishes.

After figuring this out, the legendary lich quickly cast an unknown spell.

The next second...

A large book emitting a dazzling arcane aura appeared out of thin air and landed on the table with a thud.

Sazastan simply pushed the book forward gently. "Here, this is what you want. Now please tell me immediately what Velsharon has obtained."

“In an ancient ruin in the Purple Dust Plains, he found the method of deification left behind by the Storm God Talos long ago.

As for what it is specifically, I'm not quite sure.

But what is certain is that using this method to deify a god requires the help of Talos and the permission of Io, the god above all gods.

Of course, the second point is as good as nothing.

Because in Toril, even gods from other worlds that already exist must obtain permission from the latter before entering as gods.

Also, you can rest assured that Velsharoon's plans will succeed.

The boy he is looking for is called Sancho, and he is under my protection."

As Zuo Si answered, he quickly flipped through the book that recorded countless magical tattoo production techniques and skills.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of pages of content, each of which was filled with tiny handwriting and patterns on both sides, were completely copied into the memory library.

"That boy is in your hands?!"

A hint of joy appeared on Sazastan's slightly dry face.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. To be honest, I didn't notice anything unusual when I took Sancho in.

Simply because he is a son of Bhaal.

But now it seems obvious that there are some other secrets hidden in his body and soul.

A secret enough to deceive my eyes and my senses.

That's interesting, isn't it? ”

"It's really interesting. I think we should join forces to deal with Velsharon this time, and then get the method to become a god. What do you think?"

Sazastan took the initiative to propose an alliance.

From the conversation just now, he had already realized that Zuo Si did not have too strong hostility towards him, but was rather willing to be open and frank with him.

But Zuo Si refused bluntly, saying, "Forget about the alliance.

I have a pretty good relationship with the Storm Queen, Xinbu. If she knew that I had formed an alliance with the Red Robes of Sel, she would probably come to kill me and hold me accountable.

And I have no interest in becoming a god.

Because if I had this idea, there would be no need to go through so much trouble, as there would be many powerful gods willing to help.

So what seems so precious to you is worthless to me.

But don't worry, I'm not going to stop you.

Just the opposite!

If you are willing to do me a favor, I will also provide you with some convenience in return."

After hearing these words, even Sazastan, who rarely had strong emotional fluctuations after becoming a lich, couldn't help but feel jealous.

Sour! So sour! But he also knew that the other party was not bluffing, but stating a very common fact.

After all, the favor that the goddess of poison and disease, Talona, had for the Son of Plague was no longer a secret, but was almost semi-public.

There are even rumors that the goddess had already engaged in some unspeakable intimate acts with him, just like what the second generation magic goddess did to her voters.

In addition, Zuo Si's relationship with Oghma, the god of knowledge, and Midnight, the third generation goddess of magic, is also well known.

In addition, he recently went to the triple realm of the Abyss, rescued the goddess of wealth Waukin from Graz'zt, and then carried out a series of actions with her.

Anyone who is not blind can see that the two sides have concluded a close alliance.

What's even more outrageous is that Zuo Si, who is from the evil camp, can actually maintain a good cooperative relationship with the lawful good Triumvirate.

Sazastan absolutely believed that if the young man in front of him wanted to become a god today, he would be able to fulfill his wish in a few days or even hours, instead of being unable to achieve his wish like himself.

After secretly sighing at the gods' preference for Zuo Si, he raised his head and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's simple! I hope you can help Fuzzol Chamberlain at a critical moment.

Let him wipe out the last resistance forces in the entire West Heartland area as soon as possible and clean out the original ruling class in the area.

In return, I will inform you as soon as I find out what is hidden inside Sancho.

As for the rest, we can complete it through transactions when the time comes.

If I remember correctly, your red-robed wizards in Cyre should have quite a few precious artifacts.

For example, two famous artifacts from the Netheril era, the [Orb of the Dead Moon] and the [Throne of Sak'thir].

Although the value of the artifact is considerable, it is obviously insignificant compared to truly becoming a god.

What do you think?

As the last word came out of his mouth, an unfathomable smile appeared on Zuo Si's face, and then he stood up and left.

Gazing at his gradually receding back, Sazastan's shriveled eyeballs were shining with cold light, revealing the unrest in his heart.

Because both the [Dead Moon Orb] and the [Throne of Sakshiel] are top secret.

Not to mention outsiders, even few people among the Red Robe Wizards knew about it.

Among them, the [Dead Moon Orb] was a gift from Larloch, the wizard king of the Netheril era who lived in seclusion in the mountains north of the Winding River. Basically all those who knew about it have been killed.

Sazastan had no idea where Zuo Si got the information from.

Could it be from the God of Knowledge or the Goddess of Magic? "Damn it! I hate this feeling of being led by the nose by others!

This is also why I hate and detest the Chosen Ones of the Magic Goddess in Elminster.

They are able to get the help of the gods, and in many cases it is like cheating."

The lich couldn't help but complain in a low voice, and quickly cast a teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.

There is no doubt that for mages of the same level, whoever can grasp more information will gain the initiative and advantage in the game or even in the battle.

In this regard, the red-robed wizards of Sel suffered a lot when they went against the Chosen of the Goddess of Magic.

Not to mention that Zuo Si is also a time traveler who holds countless secrets about this world.

If possible, Sazastan absolutely does not want to do business with such an unpredictable guy.

But unfortunately, the choice was not in his hands.

Ever since he learned of Visharoon's plan to become a god, Sazastan had no choice but to find ways to sabotage it.

Otherwise, given the hundreds of years of grudge between the two, if the former became a god, he would definitely not let the latter have an easy time.

As one of the few legendary liches who knows the huge gap between gods and mortals, Sazastan does not think that he can confront the god with the ability to shatter stars head-on.

So even if he couldn't become a god, at least he had to prevent Visharoon from becoming a god.

With this idea in mind, he returned to Cel and immediately began to mobilize the forces under his control to take action.

After the other hostile red-robed chiefs noticed this, they also became nervous...

(End of this chapter)