When Zuo Si passed through the underground tunnel and arrived at the location of the temple, he immediately felt the distortion, resentment and hatred in the air around him.
The people living here all look like zombies, indifferent to everything around them.
Even if an old person suddenly fell to the ground and died, people passing by would not react at all.
But what is even more incredible is that the old man who had just died turned into a young child again in just a few seconds.
Obviously, he did not really die, but was reborn.
At this moment, Zuo Si finally understood why everyone here was so lifeless, without any joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness that a living being should have.
The reason is very simple! They have lived here for generations, guarding this unknown underground temple, before the fall of the ancient sun god Amaunator, and it is very likely that they have lived here for thousands of years.
And for thousands of years, everyone remained immortal, repeating the same process over and over again.
Such a long time!
Such a closed environment! I don't know how many times he has tried to commit suicide.
Some people may have been crazy before, but a long time is enough for the madness to gradually cool down.
This kind of eternal life is not a blessing at all, but a curse.
It is the most vicious, the most desperate curse, and the one most likely to produce resentment and hatred from the depths of the soul.
"It's an incredible sight. Although these people are still alive, their hearts and souls are dead. Only their bodies are left, still bound here and unable to be freed forever." Mural couldn't help but sigh.
Although he is not a sentimental person, he even stayed in the underground maze of the "Mad Wizard" for nearly a thousand years.
But compared to these Amaunator believers, they are not much luckier.
At least dark elves and adventurers would appear from time to time in the ground maze, giving Mular something to do, instead of being like these people, for whom even suicide was a luxury to find relief.
"Yes! With the fall of the ancient sun god, these poor guys were completely forgotten.
The remaining saint seemed to have been severely eroded and had no way to respond to these believers. Over time, he became what he is now.
This is why I never believe in any god.
Only weaklings and idiots put their fate in the hands of God."
As Zuo Si spoke, he walked straight towards the entrance of the temple.
No one along the way reacted in the slightest to his intrusion.
Even the guardian standing at the door just stood there expresslessly like a sculpture, allowing the two people to pass by him.
When you enter the temple, the first thing you see is neither the majestic and magnificent hall nor the huge statues.
Rather, it is a life form that emits a faint divine light, but its appearance has been distorted by some evil force into a demon-like appearance.
It was as if he had lost his subjective consciousness. When he found someone walking in from outside, he immediately roared in a low and hoarse voice: "Pain! Anger! Hatred! Vent out the anger in your heart!"
moment!
Both Zuo Si and Mural immediately felt their brains begin to buzz.
At the same time, a rage that cannot be described in words quickly emerged from the subconscious.
However, because Zuo Si possessed divine power, he quickly regained clarity and calm consciousness.
But Mural seemed to have lost control, his eyes flashed a terrifying red light, and he suddenly drew his sword and wanted to kill.
Unfortunately, at the critical moment, Zuo Si decisively ordered him to stop all actions, and then released several simple healing spells in succession to this slow-moving life form.
No matter at any time, positive energy is the nemesis of all evil, death and filth.
After a while, this thing that seemed like the embodiment of some strong emotion slowly disappeared.
Instead, a male figure radiating golden light appeared on the altar.
He has silver-white hair and looks very tall. He holds an inconspicuous long staff in his hand, and wears a dark purple robe on the outside. In the other hand he holds a thick book.
The golden light was reflected from the surface of its skin.
Needless to say, this man is the ancient sun god - the Sage of Amaunator, the only god in Faerun who possesses the complete "sun" priesthood.
No one knew if it was because he had slept for too long, or because he had been contaminated by the hatred of his believers, or because he had been eroded by other evil gods, demon lords, or devil dukes, but the saint's eyes and expression were dull and confused, and he seemed a little confused about the situation.
After several minutes, the pair of eyes that shone with golden light like the sun finally regained their majesty and cast their gaze towards the two people standing in the temple.
"Who are you? Why are you here in this temple that belongs to me?"
"We are residents living in the surface city. We accidentally discovered this place when we were clearing out a nest of eye demons." Zuo Si selectively told part of the truth.
Because he knew very well that lying in front of this divine saint was absolutely the stupidest choice, no doubt about it.
After all, most gods can easily see through lies, unless the lie is fabricated by Xirik, who holds the priesthood of "conspiracy", "fraud" and "lies".
"A surface city? A beholder's lair? Ah! I remember now. It was that horrible monster that discovered this place, stole half of the artifact from me, and even tried to twist and usurp my divine power and faith."
The Sage of Amaunator spoke with intense anger.
Because this behavior is a naked and undisguised blasphemy against God! No! Perhaps blasphemy is too conservative! It should be contempt for God! It is clearly bullying the saints because the original god behind them is dead and they firmly believe that it will never come back again.
"Was it done by the eye magician whose main eye was blind?" Zuo Si asked tentatively in an uncertain tone.
He couldn't believe that the Blind Eye was so crazy. It was not as simple as just wanting to seize the artifact.
Instead, like Erinikas, he was also trying to study the god, hoping to usurp the saint's remaining power, faith, and possible remaining spark of divinity.
No wonder the "Blind Eye" sect was developed later and even spread widely in Athkatla and its surrounding areas.
This is the Eye Demon using the power of the artifact to gather faith and prepare to officially become a god.
The Saint of Amaunator nodded gently. "Yes, that's it. This temple is the last refuge, and it is also myself. If its plot succeeds, it will not only obtain the artifact, but also seize my remaining divine power. Over the years, that beholder has been using the half artifact to feed on the faith of my people, constantly devouring my remaining power."
"What exactly is the artifact you mentioned? Why does the Eye Mage want to get it so eagerly?" Zuo Si asked curiously.
Although he could have asked by summoning the Blind Eye.
But considering the high fees to be paid and the cooling-off period of more than half a month, it would be best to get the answer from the saint in front of him.
"This artifact was originally made by a very special race. It can gather the power of faith to form true divine power, and then give the enemy a torrential impact when needed. Unless you have divine power or a spark of divinity, no mortal can withstand such destructive power."
The Saint of Amaunator did not hide anything and directly stated the function of the artifact.
Because to him, none of this matters anymore.
Due to the death of the original body, the reason why the saint has been able to survive until now and not dissipate is entirely due to the power of faith accumulated in this temple for thousands of years, as well as the poor believers outside who are bound here and live a life worse than death every day.
"If I am willing to help you get rid of the Eye Mage, can you lend me half of the artifact? After all, it not only threatens this temple, but also threatens the cities on the surface and the ordinary people living in the cities." Zuo Si cautiously tested.
The Saint of Amaunator lowered his head and pondered for a while, then quickly responded, "Sure! But you must bring it back intact after use, and never bring it to the surface, otherwise something terrible will happen."
"no problem."
Zuo Si agreed without hesitation.
Of course, it was just a verbal agreement.
"Very good. As long as you can complete this difficult task, I promise to give you a reward."
After saying this, the Saint of Amaunator took out the upper half of the scepter from somewhere, and then added something like restriction and curse to it.
Upon seeing this, Zuo Si immediately sneered in his heart and took it with a respectful attitude.
If it were someone else, they might be helpless against the restrictions and curses bestowed by a saint.
But the problem is, he is a planeswalker and the Chosen One.
Not to mention a weak saint who has difficulty maintaining his form, even a real saint would have to stand aside.
In fact, if the person standing in front of him was a truly complete saint or incarnation, he should be able to easily feel the divine power contained in Zuo Si's body.
But the Saint of Amaunator did not notice this from beginning to end, which shows how weak he was.
So after walking away with the two complete halves of the artifact, Zuo Si took it out immediately and then gently connected the broken parts together.
The next second...
A powerful energy gushed out from the scepter, filling the space within dozens of meters around it.
Feeling the power contained in the artifact in his hand, he immediately pursed his lips and smiled, saying, "Not bad. It is worthy of being favored by the ancient sun god. Although it simply converts the power of faith into divine power and releases it to the target in the form of impact, it can ignore magic resistance and many protective spells. The only question is, where should I go to collect faith to charge it?"
"Master, be careful of the restrictions and curses bestowed by the saint." Mural hastily reminded.
"Don't worry, I've already eliminated it." Zuo Si shrugged indifferently.
As the level of the spark increased to LV8, the efficiency of converting divine power increased by more than two or three times.
With the pitiful divine power bestowed upon him by the saints of Amaunator, he had absorbed and transformed it all by the time he walked out of the gathering place.
Just when Mural wanted to say something, he suddenly saw Erinikas and his group walking towards him from a distance.
It was obvious that the great elven wizard was already extremely impatient and wanted to rush over to confirm whether there really was a saint left behind by a fallen god in the temple.
"Thos? Why are you here!" Erinikas asked with a frown.
Zuo Si smiled and responded, "Don't worry, I'm different from you. I won't break the contract casually. On the contrary, I just went to confirm it."
"You mean... the Sage of Amaunator is in the temple?"
Erinikas' eyes lit up instantly, and his whole body was filled with undisguised ecstasy.
"That's right! He was even weaker than I thought, and was even forced to the point of losing consciousness and falling into a deep sleep.
In addition, according to the information I just received, the Blind Eye holding the half of the artifact is actually planning to become a real god just like you.
It has established its lair in this vicinity in order to usurp the last of the power of the Sage of Amaunator."
Zuo Si pretended to be kind and shared some information.
When Erinikas heard this, his expression changed instantly, and he asked hurriedly, "Where is the Eye Mage? Did you let it run away?"
"Unfortunately, you were right. It has more cards up its sleeve than I thought, and it even has a half-broken artifact in its hand. Although I severely damaged this powerful eye magician, it still successfully opened the door to the other world and escaped to another dimension." Zuo Si pretended to be regretful and spread his hands.
Needless to say, he wanted the "Blind Eye" to appear at some point in the future and pave the way for an attack on Erinikas and Badi.
After all, wouldn't it be a huge waste if such a good trump card wasn't used properly? "Damn it! Does that mean I have to be on guard against it bringing people back for revenge when I do research in the future?"
Erinikas clenched his fists subconsciously.
No one knows the horror of "blind eyes" better than him.
Especially the last blow with the half-broken artifact. If the distance was not too far at the time, it would definitely be enough to kill everyone including himself.
What's more, both sides have the goal of becoming gods, so there is no room for negotiation or compromise.
After all, it is extremely rare for a god like this to have fallen for a long time, but the saint did not collapse with him, but instead survived in an extremely weak state.
No mortal who wanted to become a god would give up such a rare living research subject.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "In theory, this is correct.
But as I said just now, it was seriously injured and will not bother you easily for at least a few years.
So you'd better seize the time and do your own research.
Oh, by the way, just a reminder.
The source of maintaining the Saint of Amaunator is the power of faith accumulated in the temple itself, so you'd better not try to capture him back or destroy the temple itself.
Otherwise, he would soon collapse and dissipate.
Finally, I wish you all the best and hope you can become one of the gods soon. "
After saying this, Zuo Si placed one hand on his chest and performed a wizard salute, then disappeared into the dark tunnel leading to the upper sewer without looking back.
As soon as he left, Rain also said goodbye.
After the two of them walked away completely, Erinikas finally uttered a harsh sneer: "I can guarantee it! Soth definitely let the eye magician go on purpose!"
"Oh? Why? He is also one of the participants. If the Eye Mage launches revenge, he will definitely not let him go."
Badi's eyes revealed strong doubt and confusion.
"No! No way! If that Eye Demon really wants to become a god, then it will definitely take me as its first target. In other words, until I am defeated and killed, everyone else is basically safe." Erinikas explained with gritted teeth.
He understood that he was being plotted against.
Perhaps it was revenge for hiring the Emerald Society to launch an attack, or perhaps they simply didn't want him to be able to conduct his research in peace and ultimately discover the secret of the nature of the gods.
In short, through this short cooperation, Erinikas realized that Zuo Si was more difficult to deal with than he expected and had a strong revengeful mentality.
Once you offend him, he may not get angry immediately, but he will definitely take revenge in other ways later.
"So what should we do now?" Badi asked in an uncertain tone.
Erinikas replied nonchalantly, "Everything is going according to the original plan. It doesn't matter whether it's Soth or the eye magician, no matter what they are planning. As long as I move quickly enough and complete the research before they have time to react, then when I become a god, I will have plenty of ways to slowly deal with these two guys."
"In that case, let's go visit the saint of the ancient sun god Amaunator. I'm very curious about what the saint's blood tastes like."
As he spoke, Badi subconsciously licked his tempting red lips.
Since she is of elf origin, she looks like an elf woman with short black hair, slightly pale skin, and a mature aura all over her body.
Coupled with the vampire's eyes full of charm, it looks like it has a slightly dangerous aura, making people want to explore and conquer it.
In fact, it was precisely with this powerful charm that Badi easily captured many admirers.
Many new vampires and spawn were not forced to undergo transformation, but voluntarily became their loyal followers.
Erinikas glanced at his sister and warned her in a cold tone without any emotion: "If you don't want to die, you'd better not do that. Because Amaunator is the sun god, his blood must contain amazing positive energy. Even a small sip is enough to destroy your body and even your soul in an instant."
"Okay, I'm just joking, don't take it seriously."
Seeing that his brother was angry, Badi quickly raised his hands in surrender.
Because as the time she was deprived of her elven essence grew longer and longer, she could already clearly feel the madness hidden beneath Erinikas's calm exterior.
She didn't dare to gamble that if she really angered the other party, Erinikas would suddenly kill her one day.
Erinikas did not show the madness in his heart. He just gave Badi a look that told him to take care of himself, and then he walked straight through the underground village filled with pain, despair and hatred and came to the spacious hall of the temple.
Since Zuo Si had just used the healing magic to eliminate the distortion and hatred that had accumulated over a long period of time, and also made the "Blind Eye" into a card, theoretically the Saint of Amaunator no longer had any worries.
Next, he just needs to inspire and respond to those believers who are living a life worse than death, and he should be able to exist for a long time.
But unfortunately, with the arrival of Erinikas, the peace was broken.
Without even a word, the powerful elven wizard activated the magic scroll he had prepared specifically for saints, instantly sealing the Saint of Amaunator in place, unable to move.
What followed was blood drawing, vivisection, various magical detections, and cruel experiments.
This sun god who was once very powerful in the era of Netheril was actually fixed to a platform by the mad Erinikas, who allowed him to do whatever he wanted without restraint.
The indescribable humiliation and anger made Amaunator want to release the last remaining power in the temple to self-destruct several times.
But unfortunately it failed in the end.
In order to protect his only research subject, Erinikas undoubtedly made considerable preparations, even dispatching some of his own slaves from the secret base in the sewer, directly turning the temple into a huge magic laboratory.
Many of the studies were so outrageous that even Badi felt his scalp tingling.
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At the same time, Zuo Si, who returned safely to the Mage Tower, summoned two liches who mastered the Nine-Ring Magic and began to deal with the corpses of the Beholders and Gauss Beholders.
It took more than a month to barely complete this complex and challenging task.
Except for a part of them being made into creature cards, the others were placed in various corners of the Mage Tower as sleepless monitors and guards.
In addition, Zuo Si also created some high-level undead creatures and intelligent golems with intelligence in order to better manage the increasingly large internal personnel.
As for the gray dwarf blacksmiths, they were assigned to the workshop, responsible for using electric forge hammers to re-melt the crude iron sent by the kobolds into fine steel, and then make it into various tools, weapons and armor.
The Six-Man Council of Amn and the masked wizards would never have dreamed that someone had dug out an enormous underground kingdom right under their noses.
And there are tens of thousands of werewolves, goblins and undead creatures hidden inside.
"Are you planning to start a war?"
A creature dressed in gold and silver, who looked like a tall human woman, stood beside Zuo Si and asked with interest.
Zuo Si shook his head slightly. "No, of course not. I am just making a small preparation for a possible crisis, that's all. Besides, are all the little giants as curious as you?"
"Haha! Of course not! I was just sealed for too long, and I was eager to learn about the changes in this world. You know, ever since those damn fire giants forcibly dragged me into their army and came to this world, I only participated in one battle before I was captured and sealed by the wind giants."
The female humanoid creature called the little giant laughed and said to herself.
Obviously, she was the giant sealed in the magic lamp obtained through exchange in Calin Port.
With the vast knowledge base obtained from Candlekeep, Zuo Si solved the three riddles very easily.
So this little female giant who calls herself Myuka must serve him for at least a hundred years before she can regain her freedom.
Of course, for a giant that has been sealed in a bottle for thousands of years, it may also want to come out and get some fresh air in this way.
"Then you are not dissatisfied with my arrangement, right?" Zuo Si continued to confirm.
Myuka spread his hands with a nonchalant look: "Of course not. Compared to those dangerous jobs, I actually prefer a plain life. Things like protecting merchants sound quite relaxing and comfortable."
"Really? Then I feel relieved."
A satisfied expression appeared on Zuo Si's face.
With his current divine and arcane spellcasting levels, as well as the strength of the creatures summoned by the Planeswalker cards, creatures like the Djinni are basically useless.
It would be better to send them to protect Bernard, increase the safety factor of some businessmen, and give them as a wedding gift.
You should know that the little giant possesses a very powerful spell-like ability - teleportation to another world.
If danger really happens, he can take Bernard and escape to the astral plane, elemental plane and other main material planes in a minute to save his life first.
Since the two families arranged the wedding at the beginning of the new year, it will take place in the next few days.
After attending the wedding, Zuo Si planned to upgrade his [Mystic] level to LV10 in one go, and then start trying to explore other worlds.
If nothing goes wrong, he should be able to find a new world in a few months or so.
Because from DR1361 to DR1367, apart from Amn's discovery of the Maztec continent, basically nothing major happened.
Apart from that, there is the repeated struggle between Bane's followers and Cyric's followers for control of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim.
Although Zuo Si doesn't mind intervening occasionally and gaining mana by killing members of the Church of Xirik, it is better to avoid a head-on confrontation with them.
After all, "Dark Sun" is one of the most powerful gods in Faerun. Maybe he is really sick in the brain, but his strength is still very strong.
He didn't want to be targeted by the other party and then be taken special care of.
As for which world to go to, Zuo Si hasn't decided yet.
If possible, he hoped to go to a relatively peaceful place to relax his long-tensed nerves, at least without having to worry about gods, demons, devils, and celestial beings all day long, causing trouble for him every now and then.
Of course, before leaving, there is one very important thing to do.
That is to find a way to use [Talona's Favor] to capture the soul of a sufficiently powerful druid, psion, or warlock.
If you really can't find a suitable target, just make do with the soul of a high-level warrior or barbarian.
With anticipation for a new world, Zuo Si quickly spent the last days of DR1360.
When the first day of DR1361 arrived, Bernard finally held an unprecedented grand wedding in his family mansion.
Since the wealthy merchants and nobles of Amn had a tradition of showing off their wealth, the total cost of the wedding was as high as 250,000 gold coins.
Just sprinkling fresh flower petals on the roadside along the way cost at least 25,000 gold coins.
In addition, he donated 20,000 gold coins to the Church of Ilmater, and scattered handfuls of silver coins on the roadside for beggars, the poor and civilians to scramble for.
Chef Welby personally led a luxurious team of chefs to prepare all the dishes for the banquet on the wedding day.
In addition, Bernard also hired fifty chefs to set up buffets in front of his house.
No matter who you are, as long as you come to send your blessings to this wedding, you can enjoy the wine and food at will.
It can be said that every wedding of the upper class nobles and wealthy businessmen in Askatla is equivalent to showing everyone the strong strength of their family.
Therefore, many people would rather borrow money to hold their once-in-a-lifetime wedding in a grand manner.
At least it won't make anyone feel shabby.
Otherwise, if you are considered stingy and mean, not only will your family be disgraced and become a laughing stock in the aristocratic circle, but even your business will be affected.
However, no one doubted the financial strength of Bernard and the Nasiva family.
Just look at the number of nobles and wealthy businessmen who came to the wedding with invitations in hand to understand how much influence they have in this city and even the entire country.
And it's not just the local forces in Amn!
The Lord of Myratmar in Tethyr, Count Vix Target, specially sent his trusted men to deliver a beautiful golden sword;
The leader of the Thieves Guild in Calimport, Apke, also had his men give a pearl crown to the bride. In addition, Eric, the nominal lord of the Nelanther Islands, Simamon, the controller of the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network, the church of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, and many others also sent gifts.
But Bernard knew very well that the reason these people and forces were willing to support him was entirely because of Zuo Si's face.
Looking at the guests' shocked or awed reactions, he couldn't help but smile and sighed, "No wonder my grandfather always said that as a businessman, you only need to make a successful investment once in your life to get rich returns continuously. The best thing I did in my life was to choose Mr. Soth without hesitation."
"This is all fate's arrangement. I heard that the Chosen have almost no lifespan limit, and will not age. So as long as your descendants are smart enough and know how to maintain this relationship, your family will remain strong for at least a few hundred years."
There was naked and undisguised envy in Babette's tone.
"No, not me, but us. Don't forget, you and I are relatives now. What's more, we have jointly funded an expedition team to find the Maztec continent across the sea." Bernard raised his glass and took a sip of wine, reminding meaningfully.
Babette immediately smiled and nodded: "You are right. I hope this marriage will allow our two families to work together and create a better future."
"cheers!"
"cheers!"
The two of them clinked their glasses lightly, then tilted their heads back and drank it all.
Bernard's face turned slightly red, perhaps because he was too excited or drank too quickly.
Just when he was about to say something, Zuo Si came over with the little giant from a distance and asked with interest: "What were you talking about just now?"
"We are talking about the expedition. If this voyage really discovers a vast continent, it will surely cause a huge shock throughout Amn and even the continent of Faerun. By then, the privileges granted by the law of the sea and the development will allow us to make a fortune."
As she spoke these words, Babette's mental state became noticeably more agitated.
Having lived in the shadow of his father since childhood, he is more eager than anyone else to prove himself.
Especially after his childhood friend Bernard became the head of the family and started his own business, this desire became even stronger.
Zuo Si obviously noticed this and asked with a smile: "Why, do you want to explore the Maztec continent?"
Babette responded without hesitation: "Of course! I plan to build a city and port of our own, and turn it into the first and most prosperous settlement and supply point in Amn. Once it is completed, this city alone will bring us a steady stream of income."
"It's a good thing to be adventurous and pioneering. But the question is, have you discussed this with your father? I don't think he would allow the heir of the family to cross the dangerous ocean to go to a completely unfamiliar, or even unknown, land to take risks."
With just one sentence, Zuo Si made Babette dejected.
Because this guy also knew very well that it would be basically impossible to get his father's permission to take such a huge risk with his status.
Otherwise, all the energy and effort previously spent on training a qualified successor might be wasted if one is not careful.
What's more, the Nasiva family is currently on the rise, so there is no need to send Babette to the wilderness to risk her life.
Seeing his friend looking unhappy, Bernard didn't say much, nor did he try to comfort him. He just signaled the maid to fill his empty glass with wine, then turned around and said to Zuo Si, "Mr. Sos, what do you think of today's wedding?"
"It's very luxurious and lively. Although I knew you would spend a lot of money on this, two or three hundred thousand gold coins just for this day is still a bit beyond my expectations. To be honest, there is a big problem with the ostenatious and ostenatious social atmosphere in Amn."
Zuo Si spoke frankly about his own views.
Not to mention the donations to the church of Ilmater, the goddess of suffering, the fresh flower petals provided by the shamans along the bride's carriage were a waste of money.
Not to mention the act of driving a horse-drawn carriage and "throwing money" to the people around.
Bernard smiled helplessly and explained, "There's nothing we can do about it. Once something starts, there's no way to stop it. For the nobles and merchants of Amn, showing off wealth is a social activity in itself, and it's also a means of dividing the ranks of different families."
Zuo Si obviously disagreed with this, but considering that today was the other party's wedding day, he did not continue to argue, but directly changed the subject: "By the way, I haven't congratulated you on finally successfully starting a family. As a blessing to you two, I will give you a special gift."
"A special gift?"
Bernard was stunned for a moment, but soon realized the strange light in the little giant's eyes.
"Yes, a gift. Do you see the lady next to me? Her name is Myuka, a giant from the elemental plane. Due to the power of some magical contract, she now needs to serve me for a hundred years before she can regain her freedom. Now, I will hand over this hundred-year service to you."
After saying this, Zuo Si winked at the little giant beside him.
The latter understood what he meant and immediately stepped forward and bowed gracefully: "Hello, mortal. According to the contract, I will be responsible for protecting the lives and safety of you and your family until the end of the one hundred years of service."
"Are you really a giant?" Bernard's eyes revealed strong curiosity.
Because in many legends, the djinn have the power to fulfill the wishes of mortals.
Zuo Si was quick to sense the merchant's thoughts and immediately sneered and said jokingly, "Don't dream! The one who can grant humans the ability to make wishes is not just an ordinary giant, but a noble among the giants. Ordinary giants simply don't have such abilities. Moreover, Myuka is a small giant and not as powerful as her cousins."
"I see!"
Bernard nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Does she have any special abilities?"
"Invisibility three times per day, for yourself only.
Three teleportations, each carrying a willing target.
In addition, there is one time of making food and one time of transforming into a spirit every day.
At the same time, it can change the size of a creature, such as enlarging or shrinking it.
Finally, she's a pretty brave fighter who can wield a scimitar and cut her enemies in two.
With her around, you don't have to worry too much about being attacked or assassinated."
Zuo Si swiftly and clearly described the various spell-like abilities of the little giant.
In his opinion, apart from the teleportation to another world which was somewhat useful, the other spell-like abilities of the little giant could only be said to be better than nothing.
Compared with the four elemental giants of earth, water, fire and wind, they are not even a little bit inferior.
But Bernard was quite satisfied with this. He immediately stood up and handed a glass of wine to Miuka, saying in a very sincere tone: "My safety is in your hands from now on, ma'am."
"Don't worry, mortal. With me here, no one can easily hurt you."
The little giant took the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all, followed by a solemn promise.
"By the way, Lord Soth. Where's Isadora? Didn't she come today?"
Bernard suddenly remembered his only relative, and a look of concern appeared on his face.
Zuo Si shook his head helplessly: "No. You should know that if Isadora came here in a situation like today, she would see the darkness, filthiness and desires in many people's hearts. That would not be good for her mental health and growth. And she herself has no interest in this at all."
"Well, fine. As long as she can grow up happily, she can just ignore me as her brother. Anyway, this family didn't leave her any good memories at all."
Bernard sighed deeply, stood up and took the little djinn with him to greet the important guests attending the wedding one by one, fulfilling his obligations as the host.
Seeing that the two had accepted each other, Zuo Sishao quickly turned around and left.
Because ever since he was given the title of "Special Advisor to the Six-Man Council", in occasions like this, there are always all kinds of people with ulterior motives who want to approach and chat with him.
The fake and pretentious appearance of some of these "socialites" really made him feel nauseous and uncomfortable.
However, Zuo Si did not know that while the grand wedding of Askatra was taking place, a tragic massacre was taking place in the castle of the Ronor family far outside the city of Am.
The wild elf druid, who had been lurking and observing for a long time, finally found an opportunity and sneaked into the castle. He poured the bottle of poison that he had been carrying for almost a month and a half into the food and wine in the castle.
After a short while, everyone in the Ronor family, from the head of the family to the servants and livestock, were all hit and fell to the ground, their brains fell into complete sleep.
(End of this chapter)
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