Because rain can cause the roadsides to become muddy.
If you hit the road at this time, you will definitely get yourself into trouble.
Of course, as a genius with excellent business acumen, Bernard was not idle either.
He immediately found the best craftsmen in the city, had them repair the weapons and armor that he had picked up near the ruins of Castle Tessel, and then held a grand auction in the backyard of the inn.
Since the quality of these things was indeed good and some of them even had magical effects, they were quickly snapped up by wealthy adventurers, mercenaries, nobles, and businessmen.
After deducting the salaries paid to the craftsmen, the taxes that needed to be paid, and the cost of materials consumed during the repairs, the final net profit was more than 200,000 gold coins.
Among them, there was a full-body plate armor with constant [Blessing] and [Shield of Piety], which was actually bought by a local noble at a high price of 8,000 gold coins. It seems that he intended to keep it as a family heirloom.
In addition, weapons such as the "Skull-Crushing Mace" are also popular.
Because if this thing is in the hands of someone with strong strength, it can instantly blow your head off regardless of whether you are wearing a helmet or not.
Because it is simple, crude and very effective, it does not require long-term training like using a sword, nor does it require physical strength and power as support like a hammer or an ax. Even a novice can use it to kill people, so it is loved by all kinds of people.
Even some thieves couldn't help but bid for one, intending to use it to hit someone from behind.
Of course, it is unknown whether the "bludgeoning" will eventually turn into "skull crushing".
Anyway, if you are hit hard by the "Skull-Crushing Mace", even if you don't die on the spot, you will inevitably fall into a coma, and your brains may even be blown out.
While Bernard was busy selling high and buying low to make a fortune, Zuo Si, with a letter of introduction from Jeffrey, visited a local wizard who was also elderly and was eager to find a way to escape death.
After reading the contents of the letter, the old lady named Vanessa's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with light, and she cautiously asked, "Do you really have the complete ritual to transform a lich?"
Zuo Si answered without hesitation: "It's the truth! If you agree to my terms, I can help you complete the transformation into a lich right now. But the prerequisite is that your spellcasting level must be at least LV11, and you must prepare materials worth about 120,000 gold coins to make the life box."
"I am a Level 15 necromancy specialist, so I should have no problem with my spellcasting level. As for the materials needed to make the phylactery, they should be available in the warehouse of this mage tower. Most importantly, I don't have time to wait like Jeffrey did."
As she said this, a strong desire to survive appeared on Vanessa's face.
Because he doesn't want to die!
I still want to continue living, continue exploring the endless planes, and study the powerful necromancy magic.
This strong obsession is often one of the motivations for mages to transform themselves into liches.
"In that case, let's get started. You must know that in the process of transforming a lich, you are the key. I can only assist from the side."
As he spoke, Zuo Si took out a note he had prepared in advance, spread it out and gently placed it in front of the other person.
Vanessa looked at the forbidden knowledge copied from the Book of the Dead, and she was shaking with excitement and couldn't control herself. Then she laughed happily: "Hahahaha! That's right! That's right! This is what I've been looking for! Because transforming a lich is never a simple application and copying of other people's magic rituals.
Instead, you should be original based on your own situation.
Otherwise, at best the soul will go crazy, at worst the soul will die on the spot during the ceremony."
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "You are absolutely right.
Each lich transformation ritual is special and unique.
There are two really difficult points. One is to make your own life box by hand, which requires very superb skills in making rare objects.
The other is to kill oneself cleanly during a ritual and preserve the soul in the phylactery."
"But you'll help me with these two difficult parts, right?"
Vanessa raised her face, which was full of wrinkles and age spots, and an expectant expression appeared on it.
"Of course! I don't want one of my most important helpers in the future to die suddenly during the transformation into a lich. Now, let's start by making the life box." Zuo Si proposed directly.
I'm afraid those talisman masters who gave away the "Book of the Dead" would never dream that he had no intention of transforming himself into a lich.
Instead, they used the knowledge recorded in it to help those old wizards transform into liches and then build their own forces.
You know, although the agreement states that he will serve him for a hundred years, in fact, Zuo Si plans to turn the other party's life box into a treasure card immediately after the ritual transformation is completed.
In this way, no matter what ideas these liches have in the future, they will ultimately not be able to escape his control, nor will they be able to refuse his requests or orders.
However, the above are just backup plans for the worst-case scenario.
Generally speaking, he prefers to adopt a cooperative approach that can benefit both parties.
Just like that, after Vanessa, who had less than a year left to live, figured out the core of the lich transformation ritual, she immediately spared no expense in taking out the most expensive gems from the warehouse, as well as the "hydraulic crystal" used to build the main body of the life box.
The latter is a magical substance that comes from the deepest layer of the water elemental plane and looks like crystal clear crystal from a distance.
But the difference from ordinary crystals is that its essence is water, wrapped in a powerful magic force field formed by terrifying pressure beyond the limit.
"Hydraulic Crystal" is almost indestructible by any physical or magical attack.
But the disadvantage is that if it is hit by [Disintegration], [Erasure Scepter], [Black Hole Magic], or [Magic Disintegration], the magic force field that maintains itself will disappear immediately, and the water inside will flow out.
Needless to say, Vanessa chose this material so that her life box could withstand at least two more attacks when attacked and would not be easily destroyed.
Little did people know that Zuo Si, who was at the LV10 creator level, understood the properties and weaknesses of the "hydraulic crystal" almost the moment he got it.
He did not show any abnormality, but rather patiently taught the old wizard how to carve complex runes to ensure that his life box could normally accommodate the soul after it was completed.
As we all know, transforming a lich is a very complicated, tedious and extremely dangerous task.
In addition, since it was the first time for both of them, they were afraid that something might go wrong, so the progress was not fast.
It took about two or three days to barely complete the production of the main body of the life box, and then began to add a large amount of magic to it.
Because Vanessa is too old and is only one step away from death, she often loses energy and cannot concentrate while working.
In order to prevent him from sudden death due to excessive fatigue, Zuo Si decisively reduced his daily work intensity. At the same time, to prevent accidents, he personally checked every detail.
By the sixth day, all preparations were finally completed.
Looking at the exquisite life box that was flashing with dazzling arcane light, and the bottle of poison containing strong negative energy.
Vanessa walked straight to the center of the huge magic circle and took off all her magical items one by one, wearing only an ordinary robe to cover her dry, thin body that had been corroded by negative energy for a long time.
After taking a deep breath, he finally nodded to Zuo Si and said, "I'm ready! Let's get started!"
"Remember! Drink the poison first, and then complete the ritual before the poison completely kills you. Extract your life essence and soul from your body and preserve them completely in the life box. You must endure great pain and complete the entire process alone. I can't help you at this stage."
As he spoke, Zuo Si handed over the bottle of poison that he had prepared himself.
It has to be said that everyone who is willing to transform himself into a lich is a ruthless person.
At least be tough on yourself.
Because during the ritual, they have to complete the suicide process in extreme pain that cannot be described in words.
At the same time, one must keep a clear mind to ensure that even if one loses the body, one can rely solely on the soul to maintain concentration in casting spells.
Anyone who can hold on will eventually become an immortal lich, while those who cannot be cruelly eliminated.
This is why almost every spellcaster who becomes a lich becomes more terrifying and more difficult to deal with than when he was alive.
"Got it. I'll stick with it."
Vanessa took the poison without hesitation for even a second. She tilted her head back and drank it all up without leaving a drop. Then she tightly held to the life box she had made.
After a few seconds, the deadly toxin begins to take effect in the body.
The severe pain almost made the old wizard, whose life was about to end, faint.
But his strong will to survive kept him going, and he began to chant the complicated and awkward spells loudly as required by the ritual, even though dark red blood kept gushing out of his nostrils, mouth and ears.
At this moment, his expression was so ferocious that his two bulging eyeballs seemed like they would fall out of their sockets at any time.
But even so, the sound of the chanting still showed no signs of stagnation or interruption, but instead it became faster and faster.
After the physical body is killed, the powerful negative energy still preserves the life essence and soul in the small life box as designed.
When the last step of the ritual was completed, the old wizard's aged body lost control and fell on the ground with his face up.
If nothing unexpected happens, Vanessa will be resurrected from this corpse and become a lich within one to ten days.
In the first few years or even more than ten years, he will look no different from his current old appearance.
But as time goes by, the skin, flesh and internal organs will slowly decay, and eventually only a skeleton driven by negative energy will remain.
Zuo Si walked closer, bent down and picked up the life box from the ground, muttering in a voice that only he could hear: "I hope nothing goes wrong. I don't want to see a mad lich that failed to transform, or a crippled lich that lost its mind and only had a few spell-like abilities left."
Obviously, completing the transformation ritual does not mean 100% success.
The next first rebirth is the most critical part.
Some of these liches will not be able to survive the intense pain of the ritual after their rebirth, and their souls will eventually become insane and become irrational crazy liches.
Some will, for unknown reasons, completely degenerate into disabled liches without independent consciousness, memory, or personality.
If the former at least retains the spellcasting level and ability, then the latter is equivalent to an ordinary undead creature with spell-like abilities that can be reborn after being killed.
In order to ensure that the rebirth process would not be disturbed by any external factors, Zuo Si was not in a hurry to make the life box into a treasure card.
Instead, he first drew a large amount of reserve energy from the Mage Tower, raised his own Creator Level to LV11, and gained the power to awaken and control a second creation.
Not only that, he also gained a new special ability - [Spell and Barrier Destruction].
To put it simply, it is to use a magic absorption ability that is more powerful than [Refining] to directly destroy the stability of the opponent's spell being cast and the energy supply cycle of the magic barrier, thereby making the spell or barrier completely ineffective.
At the same time, the extracted energy can also be stored in the mana pool for future use.
This means that Zuo Si can now not only convert his unused spells and divine arts into mana and store it, but he can also treat other people around him, such as the pyromancer Alena, as backup mana batteries.
As for the mage profession, it has always remained at LV5 and has never been upgraded.
He planned to wait until he arrived at Candlekeep to gain enough knowledge and confirm what path he would take in the future before making any plans.
Just like that, after using a large dimensional bag to collect Vanessa's body, life box, spell book and magical items she carried with her during her lifetime, Zuo Si quickly left the tower and returned to the inn where the caravan lived.
As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw Bernard running towards him and asked impatiently, "Sir Soth, you are finally back. Can the caravan set off now?"
"sure."
Zuo Si quickly gave an affirmative answer.
He understood that the businessman in front of him must have been very anxious during the days he was gone.
"Great! I'll go tell everyone to set off immediately!"
Perhaps because he was getting closer to Amn, Bernard was obviously becoming more and more active.
Because along the way, Zuo Si showed more and more powerful strength, which gave him full confidence. He felt that as long as he returned to Askatla, he would be able to take back his own Chamber of Commerce.
With an order, the large caravan quickly took action.
The heavy pack horses, which had rested for several days, were harnessed again and pulled the carts loaded with goods slowly towards the northern city gate.
The inn's halfling owner and chef saw this and immediately ran out of the kitchen, asking in a very surprised tone, "Are you leaving now?"
Zuo Si nodded gently: "That's right! We are going to Am. So, have you considered my proposal?"
"Think about it! Give me a few minutes to make arrangements, and I'll go with you."
The halfling boss answered in the affirmative without hesitation.
He had figured out that with the Kingdom of Tethyr's current chaotic state, it would be impossible to restore peace within at least seven or eight years.
Staying here would simply be making things difficult for myself.
It would be better to accept Zuo Si's invitation and go to Askatla to give it a try.
Anyway, he doesn't have to spend any money, and even if the worst happens, he can just come back and continue his original life.
A few minutes later, this halfling who looked a bit old finally appeared in front of Zuo Si carrying a leather bag commonly used by adventurers. He smiled and stretched out his hairy hand and said, "Let me introduce myself again! My name is Welby. My ambition is to become a chef famous in the continent of Faerun, so that more people can taste the food I make myself."
"Hello, Welby. My name is Soth, and I'm glad we could be partners."
As he spoke, Zuo Si shook hands vigorously with the short man who was a head shorter than him.
Through touch, he found that the other person's palms were almost covered with calluses.
This is not the kind of skill that is honed by long-term work, but rather it is more like the skill that is honed by long-term use of weapons such as daggers and short swords.
It seems that the halfling was not exaggerating when he said that he once went out adventuring as a thief in his youth.
But unfortunately, he has now become an obese middle-aged man due to long-term laziness and is probably unable to perform the agile movements and reactions of a professional thief.
Just as Elsa once said, a life that is too comfortable is simply the most deadly poison for warriors, thieves, barbarians and other professions that rely on physical fitness.
The only thing to be thankful for is that halflings have a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years.
Welby still has plenty of time to pursue his dream of becoming a great chef.
…
After leaving Zazesipo, the caravan quickly arrived at the entrance of the Xingxuan Mountains along the road.
This is a mountain range running east-west and stretching for hundreds of kilometers.
The lowest peak may be only a few hundred meters, while the highest may be over three thousand meters.
It is said that deep in the mountains, there live several tribes of dwarves.
Apart from occasionally going to Zazesipo to exchange weapons and armor for daily necessities from humans, they hardly have much contact with the outside world.
As for the rest, they are basically monsters and beasts such as goblins, werewolves, ogres, deer-eagle beasts, shifting beasts, wolves, leopards, and tigers.
Anyway, in the continent of Faerun, encountering monsters is almost inevitable as long as you leave the densely populated cities.
However, with the red dragon Wilmes and the strange object that has merged with her, Zuo Si is not too worried about the harassment from these monsters.
Because as long as these monsters dare to approach the caravan, they will be discovered by the strange object 100%, and will be directly subjected to mind control.
In contrast, the giant dragons living in these mountains, especially the notorious Balagos "Flying Flame", are the ones who really need to be vigilant and worried about.
"Master! Look! Miss Wilmes has caught another displacement beast!"
The werewolf girl Fangus pointed at a monster covered with black fur, which looked to be about three meters long and weighed nearly two hundred and thirty kilograms, like a black panther, and shouted loudly.
The only difference from the black panther is that it has six legs and two tentacles covered with sharp teeth extend from near its shoulders.
If you get hit by this thing accidentally, your skin will probably be torn apart.
Moreover, the displaced beast in front of him was not its real body, but an illusion created through its own spell-like abilities.
The other one next to it is its true body.
This is also the origin of the name "Shifter".
To adventurers and ordinary people who don't understand magic, when they attack, it's like they suddenly move to another direction.
The illusion created by the Displacement Beast cannot be seen through by [Seeing Invisibility], and only the more advanced [True Seeing] can break it.
"Is this the first one since we entered the mountain area?"
Zuo Si asked as he took out a blank card and sealed it in without any hesitation.
Since he had the help of the magical item's mind control ability, he could now increasingly appreciate the joy of making and collecting creature cards as a planeswalker.
Zuo Si even developed an ambition to collect all species in Faerun.
"If you mean the displacement beast, this is the fourth one. As for those useless goblins, they were all killed by the Shadow Legion before they could get close."
The sound of the strange object instantly echoed in the mind through the mental connection.
Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction after hearing this: "Well done, keep it up. I will now hand over the command of the Shadow Corps to you. If there are any useful or unseen monsters or beasts, release them and capture them. If they are useless, let the Shadow Corps kill them and transform them into new shadows."
Since there are no "righteous men" like the Paladin and the Harpist in the team, he no longer has to be restricted and can infinitely magnify his advantages.
In fact, as more and more creatures were killed by Shadow, the number of legions under Yelnia's command had exceeded four digits.
Now they are no longer just spies, guards and ambushes, but they take the initiative to attack after nightfall and wipe out all monster tribes within a few kilometers around.
Since entering the Xingxuan Mountains, they have killed at least a thousand goblins, more than two hundred orcs, four lone ogres, and a wolf pack led by a werewolf who had completely succumbed to his bestiality...
At this rate, by the time they reach Athkatla, Zuo Si feels that the total number of the Shadow Legion will exceed 20,000, and the number of high-level Shadows will not be less than 300.
If this force were released all at once, it could turn a city of hundreds of thousands of people into a ghost town overnight.
It’s a pity that cannon fodder is cannon fodder.
No matter how many there are, they are extremely vulnerable when facing positive energy spells, or large-scale shaping killing magic such as fireballs and lightning.
Zuo Si thought that if he was short of black mana one day, he could just kill a group of shadows himself and absorb the negative energy left after their death.
Anyway, this thing can be replenished quickly.
If you take the Shadow Legion to an area where orcs are rampant, you can create thousands of new Shadows in minutes.
Just when Zuo Si was about to return to the car to continue practicing the super magic skill [Spell Delay], Fangs suddenly turned into a half-human, half-wolf appearance, raised his nose and sniffed the surrounding air, and immediately reminded in a low voice: "Master, I smell a lot of human scents here."
"The smell of humans? Maybe it's the caravan that passed by this road a few days ago." Zuo Si shrugged indifferently.
"No, it shouldn't be a caravan. In addition to the smell of humans, I also smelled some other strange things, including feces of different animals, asphalt, leather, spices... It seems to be a spellcasting material package!"
The werewolf girl suddenly had an idea and expressed her guess.
Because before Zuo Si learned the skill of [Casting Spells without Materials], he also wore a spellcasting material bag for a while.
So she remembered that strange smell mixed with messy things.
"Spell material package?!"
Zuo Si, who was careless in the last second, became alert in the next second.
After all, when it comes to spellcasters, especially mages, things are usually not that simple.
The incarnation of Ilmater, the god of suffering, once mentioned that evil organizations such as the Zhentarim, the Red Wizards, and the Entangled Symbol were all interested in the Heart of Bhaal contained in the box.
So his first intuitive reaction was that one of the above organizations was targeting him.
You should know that Zuo Si’s current perception attribute is as high as twenty-three points.
The most intuitive manifestation of high perception attributes is that intuition is often very accurate.
Fangs nodded slightly: "Yes! I smelled the scent of spellcasting material packages, and there are more than one."
"Go get Welby."
The first thing Zuo Si thought of was the only local person in the team, and at the same time he took out the map he had bought for eight thousand gold coins.
After a while, the halfling with a body as round as a potato ran over from the front of the caravan and asked breathlessly, "Are you looking for me?"
"Well. I want to know if there are any places suitable for launching surprise attacks on both sides of this road that crosses the Xingxuan Mountains?" Zuo Si asked, pointing to the map.
"Wow! Magic map? Oh my god! How much did you pay for this thing?"
Welby exclaimed at the first glance.
You have to know that when he went out traveling and adventuring, he was reluctant to buy even the cheapest map.
He had to write and draw on a piece of sheepskin to barely mark the important roads, towns and villages.
"Eight thousand gold coins."
Zuo Si subconsciously quoted the price of the map.
When Welby heard this, he immediately opened his mouth in shock and shouted, "Eight...Eight thousand?! Are you crazy? Instead of spending so much money, you might as well just hire a local guide with the most experience when you need it."
Seeing the halfling's intense reaction, Zuo Si couldn't help but hold his forehead and remind him: "You should not focus on the price of the map, but answer the question I just asked."
"Oh, yes, yes. Damn it! I don't know why my blood pressure always rises when I hear about magic items costing thousands or tens of thousands of gold coins."
Welby showed an awkward but polite smile on his face, then walked straight to the map and clicked twice near a valley that the caravan was about to pass through.
"It's here. The local merchants in Zazesibo call this place Lucky Valley. It's a narrow path that can only accommodate one carriage. The cliffs on both sides are about a hundred meters high, which is very suitable for shooting and throwing stones from a high position. It is the most suitable ambush site."
"If it's so dangerous, why isn't it called Lucky Valley?"
The half-orc Rhett couldn't help but interrupt.
Welby smiled and replied: "Because only those who are lucky enough can get through safely.
In fact, only about two-thirds of the caravans that pass through Lucky Valley are able to pass safely each year.
The remaining one third disappeared into thin air.
Rumor has it that there is a secret fortress hidden in the mountains nearby, where a group of vicious criminals live.
They were the ones who robbed the poor merchants.
There are also rumors that it is the lair of a dragon and that all the caravans that disappeared were eaten by the evil dragon.
In short, Lucky Valley is a very dangerous place, you must be mentally prepared."
"Hehe! If there are any bandits who are so foolish as to dare to rob this caravan, they will soon regret their stupidity."
Rhett's mouth opened into a cruel and bloodthirsty expression.
He knew too well how ruthless Zuo Si was when dealing with his enemies.
Add to that his immense magical power, his status as the only chosen one of the goddess of poison and disease, Talona, and his many frightening cards...
The orcs even began to feel a little pity for their enemies.
Because they have no idea what kind of existence they are up against.
Looking at the place pointed out by the halfling, Zuo Si stroked his chin and muttered softly: "Lucky Valley? Interesting. In this case, let's take a look at what is hidden in this place. Fangus, tell Bernard to set up camp immediately. The caravan will stay here tonight."
"clear!"
The werewolf girl nodded vigorously, then quickly ran towards the front of the team.
After she ran away, Alena's eyes suddenly flashed with a dangerous light, and she raised the corners of her mouth and asked in a low voice: "My dear master, can I burn something tonight?"
"Yes. Pack up, we'll set out soon to explore what secrets are hidden around Lucky Valley."
After saying that, Zuo Si put away the expensive magic map, then took out a creature card and summoned the little devil.
When this little thing, which was over half a meter tall, appeared out of nowhere, the first thing it did was to start cursing in the Infernal language in anger.
The speed of at least ten words per second and the continuous use of swear words for a full five minutes made Zuo Si, who had learned the Infernal Language, unable to react for a long time.
Wow! I didn’t expect this little devil to be a master of “language art”.
But when Zuo Si came to his senses, he immediately raised his leg and kicked the little devil.
Bang! With a muffled sound, the continuous verbal attack came to an abrupt end.
The little devil flew sideways several meters away and hit the wheel of the carriage.
But this level of attack is obviously nothing to a devil.
But when it got up and wanted to continue cursing, it suddenly found that its throat could not make any sound for some reason.
Not only was it unable to make any sound, but its legs and wings felt as if they were filled with lead and could not move.
Then, the little devil heard the familiar words of Purgatory: "Little thing, you don't seem to understand the situation yet, right?"
Needless to say, due to lack of experience, Zuo Si did not have time to clean or modify the little devil's memory when he made the creature card for the first time.
This causes it to have no idea what is happening to it.
What's more, I don't understand that as a summoned creature in the card, I have no way to resist the will of my master.
Fortunately, Zuo Si needed the little devil's [divine power] now, so he didn't bother to care about this simple verbal offense.
After all, he would have plenty of time to slowly deal with and discipline this evil little thing in the future, so he gave a straightforward order: "Use the [Divine Communication Technique] immediately."
The little devil seemed to realize that the human boy in front of him seemed to be able to control himself through some unknown power. He immediately put away his previous arrogant face, and honestly used spells and gestures to successfully perform his weekly [Divine Communication].
In just a few seconds or so, its pupils began to dilate, taking on a hollow and lifeless look.
Zuo Si realized that this was the effect of the [Divine Communication Technique], and immediately asked, "Are there any enemies in the Lucky Valley ahead?"
"have!"
The unknown being that temporarily descended upon the little devil immediately gave an affirmative answer.
"Are the enemies coming for me?" Zuo Si asked immediately afterwards.
"yes!"
The unknown existence once again gave an affirmative answer.
After receiving two pieces of important information in succession, Zuo Si suddenly looked thoughtful.
About a minute later, he asked the third question: "Is the enemy the Entanglement Symbol?"
"no!"
This time the unknown being gave a negative answer.
"Is that the Red Coven?"
"no!"
"Zhentarim Society?"
"yes!"
After asking five questions in one breath, Zuo Si finally figured out who the enemy he was going to face this time was.
Now there is only one last question left.
After a moment's thought, he quickly asked, "Besides the Zhentarim, are there other forces involved?"
"have!"
As the last question was answered, the little devil shivered uncontrollably, and then regained his sanity and consciousness.
Just when it was trying to say a few compliments to please its "little master"...
Zuo Si suddenly pulled out a dagger without warning and pierced the little devil's heart directly. He looked directly into its eyes and said expressionlessly, "You are useless now. You can go die. Remember! The next time I summon you, if I hear a single dirty word come out of your mouth, I will throw you into a jar filled with boiling liquid silver."
In the end, the little devil took his last breath in terror, fear and despair, and his body quickly turned into nothingness.
At the last moment before death, it could hardly believe that the "little master" in front of it could be more evil, more vicious, and more ruthless than itself, just like those high-ranking devils and nobles in hell.
"Master, you don't have to do it yourself. Just tell me and I'll do it for you."
Davian, who had been standing aside and remained silent, took the initiative to remind him.
But Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, you can't do this for me.
As a wizard, if you can't even tame your own pet, is it still worthy of being called a wizard? Don't worry, I didn't kill the little devil to vent my anger.
I just want this guy to understand that I can control its life and death at will.
Just wait and see, the next time the little devil is summoned, he will be as obedient as a tamed dog."
After saying this, Zuo Si put the dagger he carried with him back into its sheath. His pupils were as calm as a lake, without even the slightest ripple.
Because all of this is the result of careful consideration under the control of reason, rather than impulsive behavior caused by out-of-control emotions.
"I feel relieved to hear you say that. But I still hope that these fighting and killing matters will be left to me in the future. After all, protecting your safety and dealing with all your enemies and threats for you is the meaning of my existence."
Davian placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.
"knew."
A faint smile appeared on Zuo Si's face.
Just as he was about to make some preparations for the next battle, he suddenly saw the dimensional bag placed in the corner of the carriage move suddenly.
Upon seeing this, Zuo Si immediately ran over, opened the tightly tied bag, and poured out everything inside.
In the blink of an eye, Vanessa, who had been reborn as a lich, appeared out of thin air in the carriage.
And his life box just happened to fall into Zuo Si's hands.
The newly born lich first subconsciously glanced at the surroundings, especially the cloth bag under his feet, and then asked in surprise: "You put me in the dimensional bag?"
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right. Although there is no air in the dimensional bag and you can't breathe, it can be used to hold undead creatures and constructs. How do you feel now?"
"I feel... not bad. I am no longer old and dull, nor do I feel hunger, pain, or any other violent emotional fluctuations. All I have is an almost cold rationality. This is exactly the state that a mage dreams of."
Vanessa used a slightly low and hoarse voice to describe the dual changes that she had undergone both physically and psychologically.
Obviously, he has not yet adapted to the change from a "living person" to a "dead person".
He even subconsciously and habitually touches the thick white beard on his chin.
But it doesn't matter.
Because liches are immortal, they have endless time to slowly adapt to this change.
"Congratulations! It seems that your transformation ritual was successful. Here, this is your spellbook, as well as all the magical items and equipment you had in your lifetime. Prepare the spells as soon as possible, and come with me to take out some enemies later."
After returning all the personal belongings that originally belonged to Vanessa to him, Zuo Si activated the ability of a planeswalker in front of the newborn lich.
Along with this dazzling flash of light, the life box that was shining with a strange luster turned into a thin and small card.
This sudden change made Vanessa look shocked and unbelievable.
He didn't even know what had just happened.
What was the purpose and motive of the other party doing this? Why did his life box disappear out of thin air?
Will this have a negative impact on the lich's "immortality"?
There are too many doubts and puzzles plaguing this newborn lich, accompanied by a strong sense of uneasiness rising from the bottom of his heart.
(End of this chapter)
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