The legendary wizard Mansong was sitting in a chair, silently listening to the report from his subordinate Clarisse.
As the lord of Zhentil Keep, the founder and supreme leader of the Zhentarim, he is not as easily angered as other evil guys.
Otherwise, the fact that the important expansion of the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network had been repeatedly sabotaged by the Harpists and interfered with by the Chosen Ones of the Goddess of Magic would have been enough to anger him to death.
What's more, more and more people in Zhentil Keep are turning to the Church of Cyric, and at the same time, this group of people has shown strong hostility towards the faction that still believes in Bane, the god of tyranny.
Just maintaining internal stability and ensuring that Zhentil Castle, the base, does not collapse due to internal strife, requires a considerable amount of energy and thought.
Similarly, Manshoon also has to guard against the ambitious young people of the Church of Cyric from coveting the power in his hands.
After all, he himself had become the lord of this city through conspiracy and assassination, and he knew very well how deadly a poisoned dagger from the darkness could be.
“Master, this guy who calls himself Soth obviously possesses a coldness and sinisterness that is totally inconsistent with his youthful appearance.
Moreover, he is the chosen one of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, and is deeply loved by the gods.
I don't think it's wise to make an enemy of him.
Just the opposite!
Considering his evil tendencies, cooperation might be a good option.
The most important thing is that if such an ally is gained, it means that the attention from the Harpist Alliance and the Northern Lords Alliance can be diverted to some extent.
After all, these guys who claim to be kind and righteous will never ignore a terrifying existence that has the power to destroy a city in an instant.
In addition, Soth also has irreconcilable conflicts with the Church of Cyric.
We can use him to deal with some of the internal instability."
In order to avoid punishment for mission failure, Clarice blurted out everything that came to her mind.
At this moment, she looked so nervous that she was unaware that the sweat on her back had soaked through her silk robe.
Mansong nodded expressionlessly: "Okay, I understand. Since there were too many accidents during the operation, I will not pursue your responsibility. But remember, I hope this is the first and last time."
Hearing these words, Clarice's tense nerves and muscles instantly relaxed, and she almost collapsed to the ground. She quickly bent down and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your kindness. I swear, from now on, I will never let you down again."
But just as she turned around and was about to leave, she suddenly heard Manson's signature cold voice behind her.
"Remember to deal with those two idiots who provided false information."
moment!
Clarice shuddered involuntarily and responded as quickly as possible: "Understood! I promise to make them experience the most painful and cruel death in this world."
After watching the woman run out of the Mage Tower gate at a speed as if running for her life, the man with long black hair standing beside her couldn't help but smiled and said, "Teacher, you seem to have scared her a lot. But this failure is definitely not Clarice's fault. Even I can only barely protect myself when facing such an enemy."
"Okay, Ximanmeng, I have no intention of getting rid of Clarice, so you don't have to beat around the bush and plead for her.
Now what I want to know is who is this Soth?
When did he become the chosen one of Talona, the goddess of poison and plague?
Why didn't our intelligence network get any information about a guy like this before?"
Mansong crossed his hands in front of his chest, his eyes flashing with a dark and deep light.
Because what made him angry was not the failure of a mission, nor the destruction of the heart of Baal, the god of murder, which was in the box.
Rather, there was a huge mistake in the Zhentarim's intelligence network throughout the continent of Faerun.
The man called Ximanmeng always maintained an elegant demeanor and explained calmly, "This Lord Soth is much more cautious than I expected.
He has always blessed himself with [Avoid Detection].
So I just used the prophecy magic to detect, but didn't get much useful information.
Instead, I tried to summon the souls of those who died at his hands, and unexpectedly got some useful information."
"Oh? What is it? Tell me about it." Mansong suddenly became interested.
Ximanmeng stroked the small goatee on his chin and analyzed seriously: "First of all, we can confirm that Soth's first appearance was on a deserted island south of the Racing Strait, just as the information provided by the spies of the Dark Intelligence Network.
There, he successfully defeated and killed Hallett's men using toxins and mass awakening of the undead.
The second time he helped a leader of a thieves guild in Port Calim to massacre the ratmen in the sewers.
The method is to use necromancy magic rituals to first transform the rats into zombie rats, and then inject negative energy into their bodies, turning them into a mobile negative energy bomb.
It has to be said that this person has demonstrated extraordinary talent, skills and creativity in the use of the undead.
The third move was caused by the rebellion of one of Hallett's confidants.
In retaliation, Thoth killed the rebel and all his men, and plundered their wealth.
According to the information given by Muk's soul, he used some powerful magic to transform a half-elf assassin named Yelinia into a shadow creature.
And taking advantage of the characteristics of the shadow creatures, they use the cover of night to continuously kill living people and then transform them into new shadows until the entire house is cleared.
If nothing unexpected happens, Soth should now have a large army of shadows under his control.
I suspect that when he was fighting against the monster army outside the city of Myratma, he secretly released the army of shadows without telling anyone, and transformed all the killed monsters into new shadows.
As for the time when he became the Chosen One of Talona, it should be during the journey from leaving Myratma to entering Zazesipur.
I have reason to believe that the battle that broke out near the ruins of Fort Texel was the trigger for the whole incident.
As to what exactly happened and whether a god had descended to incarnate, it is still unknown.
But I have ordered the personnel in Calimport to take action, and I should be able to get confirmation from the young paladin named Eloline soon."
It has to be said that this man, Manshoon's most trusted disciple and the core of the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network responsible for daily operations, is indeed quite capable.
Almost every detail of Zuo Si's experience in coming to the continent of Faerun was investigated.
Only when it comes to entanglement with symbols and gods does he seem a little overwhelmed.
"So, this newly born elect seems to be a vengeful and dangerous person?"
Mansong also decisively joined in the analysis of Zuo Si's behavior and power.
Because in the continent of Faerun, no mortal who is favored by God and given power by the chosen ones is easy to mess with.
His childhood friend and rival, Fuzor Chamberlain, the chosen one of the god of tyranny Bane, is the best proof of this.
Even Manshoon, a legendary wizard, could not guarantee that he could defeat this powerful priest 100% in a head-on battle.
Ximanmeng answered without hesitation: "He is indeed a very dangerous person. Just an hour ago, I sent people to investigate the Dragon Worship Cult's base in the Xingxuan Mountains and found that it had been completely cleared out."
"Clear? Where is the Emerald Nightmare that was transformed into a dragon lich?" Mansong's face changed slightly.
"Either he was killed, or his life box was taken away by the other party and he was threatened and controlled. This is why I have been emphasizing the danger of Soth. So far, we know too little about the abilities and trump cards of his voters. Even the terrible energy burst mentioned by Clarisse, its true power and lethality are still a mystery." Ximanmeng emphasized with a face serious.
Mansong nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that making an enemy of such a person is not a good choice. Especially when we don't have any core conflicts of interest for the time being."
Ximanmeng continued, "Not only that. Soth doesn't seem to have any intention of being our enemy, otherwise, with his strong desire for revenge, he would not have let Clarice go back. On the contrary, I think this is a very obvious sign of reconciliation, and it is also a warning for us not to bother him again."
"You are still as good as ever in the field of intelligence gathering and analysis. Let's put it this way. You will be responsible for contacting this new voter and taking the opportunity to find out everything about him."
After a little consideration, Mansong quickly made a decision.
Because he has been too busy recently, if this matter did not involve the heart of the late god of murder Baal and the voters of Talona, the goddess of poison and plague, he would not even ask about it personally.
"Please rest assured, I will find an appropriate time to visit Mr. Soth."
After saying that, Ximanmeng bowed with a very graceful movement, then cast a teleportation spell and disappeared from the spot.
Mansong picked up the latest list of senior officials in Zhentil Keep and drew an X behind several of them.
Just over forty minutes ago, these people secretly converted to Xirik and are no longer trustworthy.
Obviously, just from the densely packed Xs on the list, it can be seen that the Church of Cyric has replaced Bane as the mainstream belief in Zhentil Keep and this has become an irreversible trend.
After all, mortals in the evil camp are often very realistic, short-sighted, and selfish.
When a god dies and can no longer grant magic and power, and can no longer protect their souls after death, conversion becomes inevitable.
…
At the same time, Ragon, the leader of the Entangled Symbols who was far away in Calim Port, also learned from Elolin who had just returned that Zuo Si had become the chosen one of the Goddess of Poison and Plague.
At this moment, the lich was deep in thought while holding the information sent by his subordinates.
After several minutes, he spoke again and asked, "Is this news accurate? Why did Talona choose Soth? Is there anything special about him that we don't know about?"
"Master, this news is 100% accurate. As for why Soth was chosen, I am not quite sure. According to the description of the young paladin, she saw some fragments through a dream-like perspective and only remembered the part after the God of Suffering came. As for what happened before, she knows nothing at all."
Ebenezer Abbott told all he knew.
It was not difficult to see from the shock in his eyes that he could hardly believe that Zuo Si had undergone such a drastic change not long after leaving Port Kalin.
This also directly led to the complete failure of the plan to absorb Zuo Si into the organization just at the beginning.
You must know that the Entanglement Symbol will not absorb believers of any god, let alone special beings like the Chosen Ones who can represent the will of the gods.
Because that would greatly increase the risk of organizational exposure.
"Go and inform Shangela and ask him to find a way to make it happen and make sure to find out what happened that night." Lagong gave the order directly.
For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"As you wish!"
Without saying a word, Ebeny Abo immediately touched another teleportation rune and went directly to the lair of another rune lord, Shangela.
Although the main forces of the Tangled Symbol are concentrated in Calimshan, they also have secret bases in the northern Kingdom of Tethyr, the Empire of Amn, Baldur's Gate, and even Waterdeep.
In some places, they even succeeded in controlling some chambers of commerce, local bureaucrats and nobles.
But for now, I can't do whatever I want like I did in Kalinshan.
…
On the other side, in the Valley of Shadows in the Cormanthor region on the southern coast of the Moon Sea, several high-ranking members of the Harper Alliance were gathering to discuss the important news sent by Jaheira and Khalid.
After passing the note full of tiny words around, the leading man spoke first, "Everyone, I believe you all know about the major event that happened near the ruins of Fort Tessel, and Soth, who was chosen by the goddess of poison and disease, Talona. Tell us, what attitude should we take towards him next."
"Since the Goddess of Suffering Ilmater is guaranteeing it, I don't think there is any need to worry. And please make it clear in the newspaper that this person himself has no interest in the actions and teachings of the Church of Talona."
The other person shrugged indifferently, picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp.
However, a woman sitting next to him immediately retorted: "You are too optimistic! No matter what, this guy named Soth is an extremely dangerous person.
Looking at his experience and actions, there is absolutely no difference between him and those evil people we are fighting against. They are all equally cold-blooded, ruthless and cruel.
What's more, the terrible viruses, bacteria and highly toxic substances in his body are enough to easily kill thousands of people and destroy city after city.
I think it should be closely monitored.
Once you discover anything abnormal, take immediate action, and it would be best to use the Imprisonment Technique to isolate it permanently."
The only dwarf present heard these "heretic" words, knocked on the table and shouted: "Hey! Hey! Hey! Do you know what you are talking about?
We, the Harpers, are a kind-hearted organization. How can we rashly attack someone who has not committed any crime without any evidence?
Even if he is a chosen one of Talona.
And as far as I know, this young man also helped the local lord to deal with an evil red dragon and his army of monsters when he passed through Myratma. "
But the woman rolled her eyes with disdain: "Don't forget, the voters represent the will of the gods. Do you think that the people chosen by Talona have nothing to do with terrible things like poison, plague, and disease?"
"This is just a quibble! Just like your last suggestion to imprison all the rescued sons of Bhaal, or to throw them into another dimension, it's too extreme."
A middle-aged woman wearing magical leather armor and dressed like a ranger shouted.
Seeing these guys starting to argue endlessly because of different ideas and opinions, the man who spoke first turned his gaze to the old man who was sitting next to the stove and smoking a pipe.
"Lord Elminster, what do you think about this matter?"
"I?"
The first chosen one of the Goddess of Magic exhaled a puff of choking white smoke, smiled and shook his head: "I have long stopped interfering in the management of the Harper Alliance. But I am quite interested in this young man named Soth. Because not long ago, the Goddess of Magic personally told me that he brought some unprecedented magical knowledge and power to this world."
"Unprecedented magical knowledge and power? Brought to this world?"
As a high-ranking member of the Harpers who had to battle wits and courage with evil organizations such as the Zhentarim, the Red Wizards, the Cult of the Dragon, and the Luskan Arcane Brotherhood all day long, the man instantly grasped two key words.
Because even if we understand it literally, it means that Zuo Si is very likely from another plane or crystal wall.
"That's right. He is not from our world, but an outsider with very rare talents and abilities. In fact, not only the God of Suffering Ilmater and the Goddess of Poison and Disease Talona noticed him, but also many gods including the God of Knowledge, the Goddess of Magic, the God of Craftsmanship and Creation, etc., were secretly watching his every move."
Elminster explained seriously.
As the mortal who may have the deepest understanding of gods in the continent of Faerun, he knew very well why so many gods, including his own goddess, cared so much about this young man.
Oghma, the god of knowledge, is interested in the knowledge from other worlds in Zuo Si's mind; Midnight, the goddess of magic, is interested in his completely different way of using magic energy;
Gund, the god of craftsmanship and creation, is interested in never-before-seen craftsmanship and various strange inventions from other worlds.
In short, whenever it comes to the area of his own priesthood, God will inevitably become paranoid and extremely obsessed with it.
The first generation Magic Goddess was curious and wanted to see what the effect of the unprecedented twelve-ring spell "Incarnation of Karsus" was.
As a result, it did not stop the Archmage Karsus from completing the entire spellcasting process, and ultimately led to him having to commit suicide and reincarnate to save the out-of-control magic network.
So Elminster understood that the arguments among the Harper leaders were meaningless until these gods lost interest in Zoth.
He himself was also very curious about what method and special ability Zuo Si used to come to Furen.
Thinking of this, the old man who had lived for more than a thousand years slowly stood up from his chair, picked up his beloved cane, turned around, opened the door and walked out.
Whether for the sake of the magic goddess he believed in or to satisfy his own curiosity, he decided to go there in person.
…
After safely passing through the "Lucky Valley" and leaving the dangerous Star Vortex Mountains, the caravan entered the famous Wildas Forest.
This is one of the few places in Faerun, besides Evermeet, where a large number of elves still live.
Due to the bad attitude of the previous generations of monarchs of the Kingdom of Tethyr towards the elves, the elves living in the forest have no good feelings towards humans.
If anyone dares to trespass into their territory, these pointy-eared guys will kill him without mercy.
Fortunately, the druids stepped forward at the critical moment and eased the fierce conflict and hatred between humans and elves.
Otherwise, probably few caravans would dare to take this route, as it would be tantamount to seeking death.
Whether it's the elves' elusive scouts, rangers, and magic archers, or their unique and powerful magic system, they can easily annihilate a fully armed human army.
Moreover, the elves have hidden their homes and cities through powerful magic, so that outsiders cannot even find where the entrance is.
Looking at the dense, primitive and endless Wildas Forest on both sides of the carriage, two names emerged in Zuo Si's mind.
Joan Ernicas and Badi.
The original hometowns of these two heavyweights are deep in this forest. Like Khalid and Jaheira, they will play an extremely important role in the future adventures of the Sons of Bhaal.
Zuo Si was not sure whether the other party was still staying in the city of elves - Sodanisla, or had been exiled for committing an unforgivable crime.
If it is the latter, then the sewers and cemeteries of Athkatla will become absolutely dangerous areas, and you need to be extra careful when exploring them in the future.
Most importantly, Zuo Si was very interested in the elves' unique magic system.
Especially since Erinikas is a legendary wizard who possesses a vast amount of knowledge, powerful magic cloning technology, and countless spells. He even almost succeeded in transforming himself from a mortal into a god.
It would be great if this knowledge could be acquired through trade or collaboration.
Just as Zuo Si was thinking about how to proceed, he suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from the front and immediately stuck his head out to ask, "What happened?"
"Master, a team of elf patrols blocked our way." The werewolf girl sitting on the roof of the car quickly lowered her head and replied.
"Elf Patrol? Why?"
Zuo Si opened the door and got out of the carriage.
He really couldn't think of what was so wrong with this caravan that was worth the elves making such a fuss.
After walking slowly forward along the long convoy for about two hundred meters, he finally realized where the problem lay.
I saw a female elf who looked very young, holding an exquisite long sword that looked like a work of art in her hand, staring at the dark elf captive who was controlled by the mind of the strange object, her eyes filled with naked and undisguised disgust and hatred.
The dozen or so other elves behind her had similar reactions, raising their weapons and surrounding her.
Judging from their appearance, clothing and dress, they should all be typical "green elves", that is, wood elves, occasionally called forest elves.
The Wood Elves are the successors of the Erivandar Empire and the Ilythir Kingdom during the "Crown War". They are no different from other elven people and have built huge cities and glorious civilizations.
But as the last state they had built was destroyed, they gradually lost their enthusiasm for building magnificent cities and began to worship the power of nature instead.
I prefer to build a tree city close to nature in a dense forest where few people go, using some magic to use trees, vines and other plants.
In the eyes of the wood elves, those symbols of civilization, especially tall city walls and sturdy fortresses, will eventually be eroded and conquered by the long time. Only the great nature is immortal.
Without a doubt!
It is not difficult to judge from the fierce reaction of the Wood Elf Patrol that this is definitely a continuation of the ten thousand years of deep-rooted hatred between the Dark Elves and the Surface Elves.
It is also the most realistic portrayal of the Dark Elves' notoriety in the surface world.
Even if they have not committed any crime, just being dressed in black will immediately attract countless troubles and hostility.
"You must hand over this vicious drow!"
The leading female elf made the request in an unquestionable tone.
It was obvious that she was enduring with great difficulty, and she wished she could tear the dark elf into pieces right away.
"What's the reason? What did this dark elf do wrong? You can't just take her away for no reason, right?"
Zuo Si walked out of the crowd and signaled the mercenaries who were standing by with their weapons drawn to remain calm.
At the same time, he deliberately summoned the iron golem following the caravan to increase the deterrent effect on these pointy-eared creatures.
Although Zuo Si did not want to conflict with these elves who had the home advantage in the Wildas Forest.
But if the other party is determined to be unreasonable, then don't blame him for being rude.
The female elf glanced warily at the iron golem whose feet were deeply stuck in the mud, and immediately asked, "Is she your companion?"
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, not really. She is my captive, property, and research subject."
"Prisoner? But I don't see any ropes or shackles on her. Don't tell me you're keeping a dangerous and vicious drow around without restraint."
The female elf obviously didn't believe what was just said, and there was even a hint of sarcasm in her tone.
"Who told you that there are no restrictions on her? Sometimes invisible shackles are more effective than visible ones."
As he spoke, Zuo Si walked straight to the dark elf and gave the order directly: "Kneel down!"
moment!
The dark elf, who was standing motionless in the previous second, knelt down in an extremely humble posture in the next second.
There wasn't even the slightest resistance during the entire process, not even any eye contact or emotional fluctuations.
In other words, her consciousness had long been trapped in a non-existent false illusion by the magical power of the object, and she had no idea of her true state.
The current actions are completely guided by illusions.
In fact, controlling a person through psychic abilities and controlling a person through magic and divine powers are two completely different concepts.
The latter is to use violence to forcibly invade the brain and suppress a person's subjective consciousness, forcing him or her to submit to the orders given by the caster.
The former, on the other hand, traps the subjective consciousness in an illusory world similar to a dream, and guides the other party to do what the caster wants.
Although the results are the same, the principles and processes are not very similar.
"You...you used magic to charm her?"
The female elf's eyes widened in surprise.
Although the wood elves are not as good at and fond of arcane magic as other elven races, there are still many wizards in Thordanisla, one of the few wood elf cities on the continent of Faerun.
Therefore she could tell what a person under a charm spell looked like.
You have to know that the dark elves are a group of extremely arrogant and conceited guys, full of a strong sense of superiority, and they believe that they are the best race in the world.
As for other races, they are all inferior and are born to be conquered, enslaved and slaughtered.
So a dark elf might kneel before a fellow of higher status, but would never kneel before any other race.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right. I said, she is my captive, property and research subject."
"So what are you going to do with her? As a slave?"
Another handsome male elf asked.
After learning that the dark elves were not part of the team but were rather slave-like beings, the hostility of all the wood elves present instantly eased a lot.
Some guys even showed their gloating expressions without any concealment.
"It's simple. I hope to learn more about the Underdark from her, and by the way, study how the dark skin creates magic resistance. Of course, if I encounter a hostile spellcaster, I don't mind using her as a human shield."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and openly stated how he "used" this dark elf.
Since he had the help of the magic item, he had already figured out the identity of the drow elf who was sold as a slave, and how many cruel things he had done after coming to the surface.
This guy actually escaped from the huge underground maze city of Waterdeep, and then sneaked into the homes of nearby residents, killing all the family members, young and old, and looted all their property.
The reason why he was caught by the slave traders was that when he was going to Skull Port to trade, he accidentally revealed his iconic dark skin, and was immediately knocked unconscious.
"Human shield? This is truly a genius idea!"
The male elf couldn't help but whistle to express his joy at the moment.
Nothing is more comforting to the surface elves than seeing a dark elf suffering.
The leading female elf also put away her weapon, placed one hand on her chest and bowed gracefully: "I apologize for my reckless and rude behavior just now. I thought you were in the same group with this dark elf."
Seeing that the misunderstanding had been resolved, Zuo Si also showed an understanding and kind smile: "It's okay. I understand your hatred for the dark elves from the bottom of your soul. If you have nothing else, please get out of the way. The caravan still needs to hurry on."
"certainly!"
The female elf immediately gestured, signaling the patrol members to clear the way.
Soon, the huge convoy began to move slowly again, continuing along this road which might be the only passable one in the entire Wildas Forest.
After watching the caravan disappear into the dense woods in the distance, another female elf asked, "Captain, why didn't you insist on asking them to hand over that damn drow?"
"Idiot! Don't you see they have a giant steel golem? If a conflict breaks out, that thing can easily tear us all to pieces."
The male elf next to him raised his hand and tapped the former's head gently.
But the female elf was obviously not convinced and immediately retorted: "What can the Iron Golem do? This is a forest! There is no way that the bulky creature can catch up with us."
"It's true that the golem can't be caught up, but the mage controlling it can. Have you forgotten what happened not long ago? Arcane spellcasters are a group of dangerous lunatics, so it's best not to provoke them unless necessary." The patrol captain solemnly warned everyone around him.
"But not all mages have Irene..."
Before the female elf could finish her words, she heard the patrol leader's stern voice: "Shut up! Don't say that name! Call him the Exile."
"Hmm...I'm sorry."
The female elf was obviously frightened and quickly lowered her head to admit her mistake.
But the patrol captain did not let her off easily. He continued to reprimand her with a serious expression: "Remember, those two people have been stripped of their elf bloodline and identity because they committed unforgivable crimes. They can no longer use their elf names. And it is best not to mention them in any public occasion, or you will get into trouble."
"Yes, I remember that."
"Captain, relax, this is not Sodanisil."
"That won't do! I don't want my team members to be taken away by the priests for interrogation."
…
Just as these wood elves left the road and returned to the forest to continue patrolling, far away in Askatra, the capital of Amn, a man and a woman were hiding deep underground in the dark cemetery, performing an extremely evil and terrifying magic ritual.
The woman was lying in a coffin, looking old and haggard, surrounded by sticky blood that gave off a pungent smell.
Next to the huge pool of blood, there were densely packed corpses that had been brutally killed and drained of blood.
Among them are both humans, dwarves, halflings, elves, half-elves, dwarves and other city dwellers, as well as monsters such as orcs, orcs, gnolls, hobgoblins, and ogres.
The total number is as high as two or three hundred.
"Badi, are you ready? Once you take this step, there will be no turning back."
The man stood in the center of the huge magic circle and asked in a tone without any emotion.
"Yes, my dear Erinikas, let's start quickly. I am tired of this weakness and aging. Those damned bastards took away not only the appearance of our elves, but also the inner life essence and soul. I swear! Sooner or later, Thordanisla will pay the price for this, the price of blood."
The woman called Badi gritted her teeth, her eyes revealing endless hatred.
The man named Erinikas stared at him with a pair of chilling eyes and responded: "Don't worry, we have plenty of time to plan this revenge. And the target of revenge is not just the city of Sodanisla, but also the god they believe in."
As soon as the last word came out of his mouth, he began to chant the clumsy spell loudly, pouring a large amount of plasma in the blood pool into the coffin.
Badi, who was lying inside, seemed to feel an intense pain that could not be described in words, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.
“Aa…
As her screams echoed in the huge, empty underground tomb, her old and frail body began to become younger and younger, even taking on an abnormally pale color.
At the same time, the horrible negative energy flowed into the body along with the blood, directly causing the essence of his life to change.
When it was all over, Badi was no longer a living being, but a powerful and terrifying undead creature - a vampire.
Since she was transformed through a necromancy ritual magic and not by other vampires, she gained extremely terrifying power from the moment she was born and did not have to worry about being controlled by higher-level vampires.
Feeling his body regaining its strength, Badi licked his abnormally bright red lips with his tongue, grinned, revealing his two iconic fangs, and laughed out loud.
"Hahahaha! That's right! This is what I want! The endless thirst for blood will strengthen my obsession with revenge! Now, let me go find some elves as my first meal after my rebirth."
After saying this, Badi put on the magic cloak that he had prepared for himself to protect himself from the sunlight, and his body instantly turned into a bat, flying out of the catacombs at an extremely fast speed.
After watching her leave, Erinikas touched his face, which was also rapidly aging, and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "It's time for me to carry out my plan. The sewers of the Askarawoking Mall are a good place. It is convenient for getting information and obtaining sufficient resources at any time. It is very suitable for establishing a base..."
Soon, the man also used teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.
As for the bodies of the victims on the ground, he never even looked at them from beginning to end, as if they were just a pile of discarded experimental materials or garbage that needed to be cleaned up.
Needless to say, these two people are June Irenicus and his "good" sister Badi, who were punished and exiled because they wanted to steal the power of the Wood Elves' Tree of Life.
Despite being forcibly stripped of the elf's life essence and soul, the body is aging at an incredible rate.
Yet they are still powerful and formidable wizards, with vast knowledge and spellcasting abilities that allow them to easily evade death.
It's just that Badi chose to turn himself into a vampire, while Erinikas had other plans.
Because the latter knows the disadvantages of becoming an undead creature, and at the same time, he has some strong obsessions deep in his heart that he cannot let go of.
In this way, the two sinners exiled by Sodanisla began their evil plan of revenge.
The Elf Queen probably never dreamed that her momentary mercy would bring such a terrible disaster to the entire tribe.
(End of this chapter)
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