As the mating with more than a dozen female creatures ended, the effect of the medicine finally began to wear off, and Huendal collapsed directly to the ground in exhaustion. The whole dragon looked as if it was worse off than death.
Of course, the actual situation is indeed similar.
After all, being forced to be a "breeding dragon" and madly reproduce offspring with a group of wild beasts and livestock that are regarded as inferior creatures is a torture and humiliation for any proud and conceited red dragon.
Huendal even felt that he must have been cursed by Benshaba, the goddess of misfortune.
Otherwise, they had clearly built their nest on an island far away from the mainland, and lived a good life by robbing merchant ships at sea every once in a while, or extorting money on the nearby Mingtan Island. They had neither provoked those overly powerful beings, nor tried to plunder city-states protected by strong men. But why did they encounter these two evil stars in front of them?
Especially Wilmes, who, although a red dragon, has no mercy or sympathy towards his own kind, and his methods of torture and abuse are varied.
Falling into this guy's hands is simply a fate worse than death.
"Kill you? Hahaha! Stop dreaming! You still have to mate with seventy female beasts in the next three days. It's impossible to get relief through death before your value is exhausted."
Wilmes burst into an unbridled laugh.
As she laughed, she waved her front paws gently.
moment!
Several golems guarding nearby immediately came up and dragged the exhausted Hundar towards the cave at the back which was specially used to imprison and detain dangerous creatures.
While being dragged, the poor male red dragon wailed, "Demon! You are simply a demon! The great dragon god Tiamat will not let you go!"
"Hmph! Tiamat would not pay any attention to pathetic losers like you. Quite the opposite! She only favors the strongest among dragons, like me."
As he said this, Wilmes suddenly spread his wings, showing that he was stronger than his peers.
Especially the muscle lines covered under the scales, it can be clearly seen that they are much more developed than before.
Obviously, all this is the result of hard training.
Under the supervision of Qiwu, she spent at least twelve hours a day on intensive physical training and magical ability development.
It is estimated that there is no other dragon as hardworking as this in the entire continent of Faerun.
I believe that under such fierce internal competition, Wilmes will sooner or later become a monster that everyone will be in awe and fear of.
Although this diligence is not voluntary, it is carried out in a semi-forced state.
Especially in the first few days, her rebelliousness was quite serious.
But as the habit of sleeping in all day was corrected little by little, the red dragon obviously gradually adapted to the new life routine and even enjoyed it a little.
Watching Huendal being dragged away, Zuo Si quickly transformed himself into the form of a blue dragon, and in the following time, he learned and practiced with Wilmes how to control this body to fight.
Likewise, he was also teaching the other party how to use the small claws on his wings to activate magical items such as wands and rings.
After a few hours, when the training was over, Zuo Si was already able to skillfully use some of the dragon's signature skill combinations.
For example, dragon wing flapping plus dragon breath spitting, or tail sweep plus claw attack.
Although these moves seem very simple, due to the advantages in size and strength, it is not easy for ordinary people to get close and accomplish the feat of slaying a dragon.
To be exact, just getting close to a dragon is extremely difficult without magical assistance.
Apart from anything else, the flapping of the dragon wings alone can easily send a super strong man weighing over 150 kilograms flying dozens of meters away.
Zuo Si seriously suspected that the reason why Drizzt and his barbarian friend Wulfgar, whom he trained, were able to kill Ice Death was entirely because the white dragon had a very low IQ.
"How do you feel now?" Wilmes asked breathlessly.
"It feels pretty good. Except for the physiological aspect, which is still a little bit uncomfortable, but I believe that with more frequent use, I will get used to it sooner or later. And there is an advantage of being in dragon form, which is that it allows more and more powerful energy to fill every corner of the body."
After saying that, Zuo Si, who maintained the form of a blue dragon, raised his front paws and made a grasping gesture.
moment!
Silver flames gushed out from the palm of his hand, circling around the body at an extremely fast speed and forming a powerful force blessing.
In this state, he could clearly feel that his strength, agility and physical attributes had been greatly enhanced.
There is no doubt that this is a new method of using silver fire developed specifically based on the characteristics of the dragon form. It has extremely high requirements for energy control and is extremely dangerous.
If handled improperly, the power of the Silver Fire will destroy the body and cause permanent and irreversible damage to the soul.
In fact, when many wizards and sorcerers are jealous of the powerful power of Silver Fire bestowed upon their chosen people by the Goddess of Magic, they have no idea that Silver Fire is actually a very, very dangerous thing.
Only when a spellcaster's spellcasting level reaches a certain level can he be qualified to receive and control the silver fire.
Otherwise, the first person Silver Fire would most likely kill would be itself.
This is why the silver fire burst mode developed by Elminster has not been learned or imitated by other voters.
It’s not that they don’t want to learn, but they don’t dare to try easily.
By the same token, Zuo Si's current use of Silver Fire is obviously more dangerous in burst mode.
Because the latter simply releases the power of the silver fire and then transforms it into powerful energy to give the enemy a fierce attack.
But the former allows the silver fire energy to fill every cell of the body and strengthen it to the maximum extent, thereby bringing the blessing of basic attributes, as well as more amazing magic resistance and immunity.
After seeing Zuo Si effortlessly improve all basic attributes to a level that he could never reach, Wilmes immediately asked with great envy: "When can you help me get some extra power like this?"
"You?" Zuo Si couldn't help but let out a playful smile. "You should first develop your potential in dragon language magic. Once you master spells above the seventh ring, I will naturally help you strengthen them."
"What? Seven rings!"
Wilmes' voice suddenly rose an octave.
Perhaps this is nothing for other red dragons with better magical talents, but her magical talent is obviously not outstanding (compared to dragons, but still much stronger than mortal races). Instead, her warrior talent is more outstanding.
Moreover, in battle, rather than using magic or strategies, he prefers to rush forward and act recklessly.
It is also because of this that this guy has never obtained even a warlock level, but relies entirely on talent and bloodline to make a living.
For Wilmes, obtaining the seventh ring of magic means reaching an age equivalent to that of an extremely old man or even an ancient dragon.
If you just "eat" dragon eggs, you'd have to eat at least a dozen.
“Try harder, believe in yourself, you can do it.”
Zuo Si gave some encouragement with a half-smile on his face, then he returned to his human form and left the dragon's nest.
As soon as he left, Wilmes couldn't help but start swearing in frustration.
Zuo Si did not pay much attention to the red dragon's behavior, which was obviously just to vent its resentment. Instead, he went alone to the room with the strongest binding ability in the entire Mage Tower and released the sealed Secondary Abyss Lord.
"Mortal! What on earth do you want to do?" Monahil asked angrily as soon as she was released.
She looked so angry, and her eyes were filled with a creepy cruelty.
You should know that the six-armed snake demon has always had a bad temper, and is no worse than the Balrog in terms of sadism and brutality.
"What? Of course, I'm doing a lot of experiments to learn more about the devil and the secrets of the Abyss."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.
moment!
The Mage Tower's reserve energy converged into this room at an unimaginable speed.
In less than three or five seconds, the huge binding magic circle on the ground began to flash dazzling light.
Almost at the same time, the hidden runes on the walls and ceiling began to flash.
Monahil couldn't hold on for even a second, and her whole body fell on the ground on her back with a bang. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't move. She could only watch as the other party, holding a holy sword that flashed with disgust and fear that made her extremely disgusted and terrified, slowly cut open her chest, abdomen and lower body that was like a python.
During the cutting process, the burning sensation brought by the amazing positive energy made her scream and wail involuntarily.
After the "beautiful snake" was completely ripped open, Zuo Si finally witnessed the internal body structure of the six-armed snake demon for the first time.
Unlike most organisms that need to follow certain evolutionary laws and basically have digestive systems, circulatory systems, immune systems and reproductive systems, the demon's body structure is so chaotic, weird and twisted that there is absolutely no logic at all.
Take the scene before us as an example. Monahil has no digestive system at all and does not need to eat to sustain her survival.
Although most demons have the habit of devouring the flesh and blood of living beings, it is simply to satisfy some evil hobby.
When the blood and flesh enter the body through the esophagus, they are sent into a huge round organ that looks like a cyst.
Everything you eat disappears here inexplicably.
In addition, Zuo Si discovered that the demon's reproductive system was also very strange. It was not simply sexual reproduction or asexual reproduction.
Instead, it takes some horrific rituals and mating activities to finally produce an offspring.
Of course, this is a privilege only available to high-level demons.
As for low-level demons, they have never been endowed with such abilities by the abyss. They are basically evolved from the fallen souls of mortals.
Take Mona Hill for example. There is something like an ovary near the abdominal cavity of her snake-like lower body, which is densely packed with hundreds of oval fleshy balls that look like eggs.
Zuo Si carefully used a fine gold scalpel to cut off a few of them for examination and found that they were all fully formed embryos.
That is to say, if left unchecked, these embryos will slowly grow and mature, and eventually be born in the form of eggs and hatch into a new six-armed snake demon.
This is probably why the 531st floor of the Abyss - Wudela - has so many six-armed snake demons.
Perhaps many of Monahill's six-armed snake demon subordinates are her own daughters.
"From disorderly evolution to natural reproduction? The diversity and complexity of the abyss really opened my eyes. But how does the will of the abyss select the so-called lords? Pure power? Or rewards based on contributions to the corruption of goodness and order?" Zuo Si muttered to himself, stroking his chin.
At this moment, the strong desire for knowledge flashing in his eyes made even Monahir, the six-armed snake demon lord, feel frightened.
Because Mona Hill knew very well that such mortals were extremely special even in the entire multiverse.
As long as it doesn't die halfway, it will eventually grow into a monster that even demons will respect and fear.
Among them are the best, like Mordenkain, who is keen on maintaining the so-called balance of all things and often interferes in various wars, and Igvirf, who compiled the "Demonology" and imprisoned and raped Graz'zt, the Dark Lord, one of the three giants of the abyss.
Even the powerful Devil Dukes and Abyss Lords would give such mortals the minimum respect when they saw them, and regard them as people who could stand on equal footing with themselves.
After briefly understanding the basic structure of the Abyss Lord's body, Zuo Si quickly stopped this cruel vivisection and allowed it to recover as before under its powerful regenerative ability.
But the cessation of dissection did not mean the end of the cruel research.
Just the opposite!
He became extremely interested in the head of the six-armed snake demon and directly made a metal tool like a spoon and gouged out one of Monahil's eyes.
The latter's screams in severe pain almost scared the little devil who was helping him.
This evil creature from Baator kept an expression of fanaticism and worship on his face throughout.
In the eyes of the little devil, his master's coldness, cruelty and evilness have far exceeded the limits of what he could imagine, and even the big devils cannot compare with him.
The most important thing is that you don't feel the slightest bit of pity or guilt, but instead believe that you are doing the right thing.
Moreover, it has a strong premonition that if Zuo Si accidentally dies one day and his soul falls into hell, he will most likely be resurrected directly by Asmodeus, the lord of hell, into the most powerful devil form, and then, just like he appointed Zariel as the lord of the first level, he will be given power that all devils will envy and jealous of.
Zuo Si paid no attention to the delusions in the pet's mind, and instead devoted himself to the research.
Through observing the eyes of the six-armed snake demon lord, he found out the reason why high-level demons can see through invisibility and various secret doors, that is, the special structure inside the pupil.
When these guys look at a creature or object, the first thing that appears in their eyes is not a specific image or light, but a strange pattern made up of pure magical energy.
From these patterns, high-level demons can easily distinguish which are false illusions created out of thin air and which are real things.
If he wasn't afraid of the erosion of the power of the abyss, Zuo Si would want to transplant this eye to other creatures to try out the effect.
But unfortunately, to achieve this, at least a special legendary magic must be invented, which is too costly and not worth it.
Finally, he stuffed the eye back into the bloody socket.
After about a few minutes, Monahil's regenerative ability repaired the optic nerve and the eyeball began to move again.
"Now, let's talk about the Abyss."
Zuo Si put down the scalpel and holy sword and summoned a ball of clean water to wash off the mucus that was accidentally stained on his black dragon leather gloves, as well as the large amount of acidic and corrosive blood.
You have to know that dissecting creatures from the lower planes, especially demons whose blood is extremely poisonous, is definitely not something that just anyone can do.
Even a wizard of a high level may be seriously injured or even killed by the liquid that suddenly splashes out of a demon's body or an exploding organ when dissecting a demon.
This is why the "Demonology" compiled by the "Witch Queen" Igvirf is notorious, but still respected by all wizards.
This book systematically shows everyone for the first time the forms, characteristics, spell-like abilities and anatomical diagrams of more than two hundred and forty different kinds of demons, as well as more than ten thousand kinds of animals and plants living in the Abyss and seventy-six levels of natural ecological environment.
As long as you read this book carefully, even if you have never been to the abyss or come into contact with demons, you can still have a very detailed understanding of its general situation.
On modern Earth, he would have to be at least a biologist at the level of Darwin.
"You want to get the secret of the abyss from me? Don't dream!" Monahill refused with a sneer.
Because for demons, almost every evolution can more or less give them a glimpse into the essence of the abyss.
These secrets will be summarized and evolved into various spell-like abilities and powerful external forms during the evolution process.
Especially when they are promoted from high-level demons to secondary lords or even genuine lords, the essence of the abyss that they see and understand will be directly transformed into a kind of chaotic and corrupt force that is comparable to that of gods.
Therefore, no demon lord would reveal these secrets that are directly related to his own power.
In the wars that constantly take place within the abyss, lords who defeat and capture their opponents often imprison their enemies and torture them for hundreds or even thousands of years to force them to reveal these secrets.
In particular, the Obyris Demon, who was born and ruled the abyss before the appearance of the Tanar'ri Demon, received special "attention".
It is said that many famous and powerful lord dungeons contain more than one defeated ancient Obyris demon.
As a planeswalker with extensive knowledge of planes and demons, Zuo Si certainly knew the importance of the secrets of the abyss to the demon lord, so without saying a word, he directly started the torture mode with the vicious magic spell [Heart-piercing and Bone-excavating] from another world.
As long as the physical torture and mental destruction continue, sooner or later he will inadvertently say things that he would not say when he is conscious.
Of course, Zuo Si alone obviously could not maintain the high-intensity torture on Monahil for 24 hours a day, so after one or two hours, he handed the task over to the consciousness of the Mage Tower.
As for himself, he returned to the upper level of the Mage Tower and began to analyze and organize the various information and data he had collected so far.
In particular, Sharevok, who was officially active in the Baldur's Gate area as a mercenary and adventurer, instantly attracted Zuo Si's attention.
Although to outsiders, this could be the case where the head of the Iron Throne Chamber of Commerce is training his adopted son to be independent.
Moreover, Sarevok's team is not very large. At best, it can only be regarded as a subordinate armed force funded and controlled by the Iron Throne.
But Zuo Si knew very well that this meant that the Son of Baal had begun to cultivate his own power and prepare for the coming conspiracy, war and killing.
In addition, Gorion and his adopted son Aberdare also returned to Candlekeep to settle down and resume their peaceful life away from the world.
But the old wizard did not know that due to the nature of the divinity and priesthood of Baal, the god of murder, no matter how he tried to escape, he would not be able to stop his descendants from killing each other.
What's more, there is a mastermind behind the scenes who is silently pushing all this.
Of course, in addition to the two protagonists of Baldur's Gate and Candlekeep, more Sons of Bhaal are awakening in the kingdom of Tethyr in the south, which is in chaos and turmoil.
其中一些人已经开始尝试通过杀戮来强化自己的神性与神力，还有一小部分则开始组建势力猎杀自己的兄弟姐妹，以搜集更多父亲留下的“遗产”。
最终，这些遗产会随着巴尔之子的数量不断减少而集中到少数几个人的手上。
至于他们，将会进入决赛圈争夺那个空悬的王座。
“智者阿蓝多的预言马上就要应验了呢。不过这一次，将会获得最终胜利的一定会是我。”左思眼睛里闪过一抹骇人的红光。
由于旅法师在操控能量方面无与伦比的优势，他能明显感觉到自己体内那些被完成转化的巴尔神力正在沸腾，仿佛在呼唤着什么。
而这种强烈的呼唤，正是对于鲜血、杀戮和死亡的渴望。
伴随着觉醒的巴尔之子数量越来越多，彼此之间的杀戮越来越频繁，最终必然会影响乃至彻底改变一个人原本的性格。
这也是成为神之子的悲哀。
尽管在许多凡人的眼中，能够成为神之子是一种荣耀，同时还能获得许多普通人梦寐以求的强大力量。
但谁又知道，所谓的神之子终其一生也无法摆脱其神明父母的影响。
运气好点，或许可以在后者的帮助下成为半神或者弱等神力。
运气不好，直接就会成为神明复活的祭品。
把这些收集来的情报全部丢进火盆烧掉后，左思终于倒出功夫来研究那些从浮空城中央高塔取出来的魔法卷轴备份。
虽然之前他也搜集到了不少，但由于身份只是学徒的关系，所以根本没办法接触到高阶魔法。
尤其是那些由大法师们发明创造、威力足以媲美传奇魔法的最顶尖法术。
但是现在，随着普兰提亚浮空城已经成为其私有物，这些被视作最高机密的魔法知识也彻底敞开大门。
左思第一个研究的并不是一击就能毁灭一座城市乃至整个国家的【星陨】，而是他一直以来最感兴趣的【气锤】。
因为按照费伦大陆的分类，像这种无形且具有巨大冲击力的法术，毫无疑问要被归到力墙术、比格拜大手这种力场魔法的范畴。
众所周知，力场类魔法无论是攻击还是防御，往往都是最难以应付的类型。
因为它们既不像能量攻击，可以轻易被各种针对性的防护魔法所吸收、偏斜，也不像物理攻击那样能够被盔甲、盾牌等防具阻挡。
力场是一种由魔法能量塑造出的特殊形态，非要用一个比较接近的东西来形容，那就是“激波”。
只不过与炸药爆炸所产生的激波不同，力场并不是在空气或者其他介质中进行扩散式传播，而是会形成稳定的结构。
但左思看中的显然并不是【气锤】高贵的力场伤害，而是看中了它可以在某种程度上操纵空气包括压力、压强等一系列的参数，然后以此作为基础开发属于自己的新法术。
相比起单纯制造气锤狠狠撞击目标从外部造成破坏，他更喜欢让空气在目标的身体内部突然爆炸。
一旦开发成功，该法术将会成为一切需要用肺进行呼吸生物的噩梦。
当然，在此之前，左思需要先破解这几张魔法卷轴上的封印和加密措施。
尽管按照《至高法典》上的规定，所有法师议会的成员都必须将自己发明的法术进行备份，等死后瞬间传送到秘密图书馆保存起来。
可正所谓上有政策、下有对策。
不少大法师都会对这些备份做一些加密，比较狠的还会在上边大量封印和诅咒，哪怕拿到了也无法直接进行学习，而是要先搞定上边这些麻烦的东西。
这也是为何此类卷轴会被隐藏起来，唯有大法师才有资格学习。
对于普通法师和学徒来说，它们实在是太危险了，危险到哪怕是打开都有可能瞬间丧命。
但遗憾的是，这些手段在左思的面前都不起作用。
他不费吹灰之力就破坏了所有的封印和诅咒，然后凭借知识之眼剔除掉那些用来混淆视听的符号和文字，仅用几个小时的功夫就搞懂了气锤这个法术的结构与底层原理。
接下来要做的就是将其转化为费伦魔网，亦或是另外一个魔法地球的是施法方式。
前者由于两个世界的魔法体系非常相似，所以进行的非常顺利。
才两三天左右的功夫，根据威力和伤害的高低，气锤术就被转化为从三环开始一直到九环的七个奥术魔法。
可后者因为施法环境差异巨大，转化起来就变得十分困难。
其中最大的阻碍是如何通过音节或者动作组成一个单词，从而引发体内魔力的共鸣。
确切地说，这也是大多数费伦大陆奥术魔法转化成哈利·波特世界咒语时所要面临的难题。
幸好左思之前已经做过类似的研究，并且逐渐找到了一些规律。
最重要的是，他本人有一种不达目的誓不罢休的精神，越是遭遇挫折和困难就越要继续下去。
最终在不眠不休连续折腾了几天之后，终于通过挥舞魔杖将该法术成功施展了出来。
砰！ 伴随着一声空气鸣爆所发出的响声，一张用硬木做成的桌子连带周围的椅子和墙壁瞬间四分五裂。
看着散落在地上的木屑和碎渣，左思不由的微微感叹道：“不容易，终于搞定了。虽然威力仅相当于三环魔法的水平，但只要稍加改进与之前炸巨怪用的肿胀咒变体相结合，绝对能产生相当不错的效果。而且算算时间，这个短暂而又忙碌的假期终于要结束了，再过几天霍格沃茨应该就要开学了呢。”
“怎么，你又开始怀念起自己逝去的青春了吗？”日记本突然开口吐槽道。
“不是你建议我要尽量多放松精神的吗？”左思没好气的翻了个白眼。“而且最近又是塔洛娜降临，又是伊莎多拉疯狂克隆自己，搞得我根本没办法放松下来。”
“我觉得这是你的问题。因为你的性格和行事作风，天生就对这类异性拥有强大吸引力。好好想想看，在你还是个学徒的时候，阿斯塔手下那些对你有意思或者故意接近的女学徒中，有几个是心理健康且正常的？”
日记本直截了当提出了一个相当犀利的问题。
左思立刻摸着下巴沉思了片刻，然后一脸惊愕的发现，那些曾经送过礼物，亦或是试图亲吻自己脸颊、额头的“学姐”们，还真没有一个能够被称得上是“正常”。
她们当中有接近一半，都亲自计划或者参与过不止一次诸如下毒、诅咒之类的谋杀。
另外一半则更加阴险，总是利用那些荷尔蒙分泌旺盛的男性学徒来达成自己不可告人的目的。
如果对方失败了，那么她们就会毫不留情的将其当做垃圾抛弃。
“该死！这件事情好像真的被你说中了。”左思嘴角抽搐着低声咒骂了一句。
由于日记本就相当于是另外一个自己，所以他完全没有任何掩饰，直截了当承认了这个残酷的事实。
“哈哈哈哈！物以类聚、人以群分，因为你原本就是这样的人。只不过你的疯狂是隐藏在骨子里，而不是像其他人表露在外。所以好好珍惜和享受这段难得的校园时光吧，我敢保证等这几年过去，你将会不得不投身到一场又一场的阴谋与诡计的较量中，根本不会有任何休息的时间。”
说完这句话，日记本便闭上嘴不再发出任何声音。
就在左思准备收拾东西穿过传送门的时候，一群突如其来的造访者打断了他的行程。
来访者不是别人，正是安姆财富女神渥金教会的最高领导者，有着“圣币”称号的最高大主教以及女神选民身份的——萨朗达·欧连姆。
在他的身后还跟着财富女神教会著名的“五悍妇”。
当然，在阿斯卡特拉“悍妇”这个词并不具有任何贬义，而是用来形容那些在事业上获得巨大成功的女性。
所以“五悍妇”实际上是仅次于“圣币”这个牧师等级之下的“上金”。
她们在商业和传教领域的巨大成功，使其成为了下一任大主教最有力的竞争者。
而且这五位身着华丽长袍、镶满宝石金冠的女人都非常漂亮，虽然彼此之间的年龄差距稍微有点大，可是却充满了各自年龄段所具有的独特风情，举手投足间散发着雍容华贵的气质。
给每个人奉上了一杯阿斯卡特拉目前最流行、最受欢迎的饮料——热可可之后，左思这才用不是很确定的语气问：“萨朗达·欧连姆阁下，不知您突然造访有何贵干？”
老人不慌不忙端起杯子喝了一口微烫的热可可，然后才苦笑着回答道：“虽然直接这样说有些冒昧，但我还是必须说自己是来向您寻求帮助的。”
"Help? Is the Church of the Goddess of Wealth in trouble?" Zuo Si was stunned for a moment.
You must know that although Amn implements a policy of freedom of religious belief, even a lunatic like Cyric can openly build temples and spread dangerous, chaotic and evil ideas, but the one with the greatest power and strength must be Waukin.
Because almost all merchants and the trade activities they engage in are governed by the goddess of wealth.
So it is natural that he would regard Woking as his faith and patron saint.
Even the six-member council that holds the highest power in the country does not dare to openly defy the ban issued by the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.
Zuo Si really couldn't imagine what kind of trouble the other party might have encountered that he would be so embarrassed as to come to him for help.
“No, it’s not the church that’s in trouble, it’s the Goddess herself that’s in trouble.
In fact, this matter can be traced back to a few years ago when the gods were cast down to the mortal world by Io, the god above all gods, and walked on the continent of Faerun as saints.
At that time, all the gods were looking for a way to return to the outer planes.
Among them, the goddess of magic chose to force her way in, but was ruthlessly killed by the guardian god Heim.
But our goddess Waukeen was smarter. She chose to pass through the Abyss and temporarily transferred her priesthood and power to her friend, the goddess of joy Li'la, for safekeeping before leaving. She reached an agreement with Graz'zt, one of the three giants of the abyss, alone.
But who knew that when the goddess appeared in Lord Wu'an's territory, he ruthlessly tore up the previously signed agreement, detained and imprisoned Woking.
Since this matter was originally a conspiracy between the two goddesses, only the two goddesses and Grazzt himself knew about it.
I also recently bought some information about the goddess' current situation through some Yugoloth merchants at a high price."
Sarangda Oulian gave a brief introduction of the situation in the most concise terms possible.
He knew that the young man sitting in front of him was the common chosen person of the two goddesses, and in the future there might be three or even four of them. He had never lied or cheated from the beginning to the end.
"So... you want me to break into the triple realm of the Abyss, defeat the Dark Lord Graz'zt under the siege of thousands of Balrogs and six-armed snake demons, and rescue the goddess of wealth Waukin?"
The expression on Zuo Si's face suddenly became very strange.
He thought that what he did after coming to Furen was not like that of a fool, but why did the other party treat him like a fool?
Because a task like this sounds impossible to accomplish.
Not to mention a mortal, even a god who breaks into Graz'zt's triple realm can't expect to come back alive.
Although in the eyes of many people, Graz'zt is not as powerful and destructive as Demogorgon and Orcus, and he even always behaves politely, and will never slaughter and reap the souls of mortals in a violent way for no reason.
Just the opposite!
He is more like a cunning devil who likes to sign all kinds of terms with mortals.
Judging from the feedback from the contract signatories, Lord Wu An's credibility is obviously quite good.
But no matter what, he is also an erratic demon lord. The fact that he suddenly broke the agreement and imprisoned the goddess of wealth, Woking, is the best proof of this.
Moreover, after entering the abyss, the opponent is still fighting at home. Zuo Si doesn't think he can gain any advantage with his current strength.
Not to mention that Graz'zt has a formidable army of demons under his command.
That is a decisive force that can change the situation of the bloody battle.
Salanda Olianm quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, of course not. What I mean is that I invite you and some other powerful people to form a team and go to the Abyss to rescue the goddess. Because I heard that you have a very special ability, which is to maintain a stable magic network like the continent of Faerun anywhere, which can allow mages and warlocks to cast spells in an extremely chaotic place like the Abyss."
"Who told you?" Zuo Si showed a curious expression.
Because so far, not many people know his identity as a planeswalker.
"It's Her Majesty Xinbu. In addition, she is also one of the participants in this operation." Saranda Oulianm gave the name of the Storm Queen without hesitation.
"What? Xinbu will participate? What price did you pay to invite her?"
Zuo Si instantly became curious about the background of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.
You know, ordinary wealth, magic items and treasures are definitely not enough to make Xinbu drop what he is doing and take huge risks to go to the bottomless abyss.
Saranda Oulian smiled meaningfully. "Sorry, this is a trade secret. I cannot tell you. But I can guarantee that as long as you are willing to join us, we will definitely give you a thank you gift that will satisfy you. And this operation will not be carried out immediately. It will take some time to prepare. I will look for and visit heroes who are strong enough and courageous enough one by one."
"I need to think about this for a moment. You can come visit me again when you find the last team member, and I will give you a clear answer then."
After hesitating for a moment, Zuo Si chose to delay temporarily.
In his memory, the rescue of the Goddess of Fortune should have happened around the time when the Son of Bhaal began his adventure.
It is said that a team of brave and fearless adventurers charged directly into Graz'zt's lair, overturned thousands of demon armies along the way, then gave the middle finger to Lord Dark who was sitting on the throne, and then cast a teleportation magic and left in a domineering and chic manner.
But a careful analysis will reveal that the credibility of this rumor is not high.
"No problem. Just take your time to think about it. I'll come back to visit you in a few months or even a year or two."
After saying this, Salanda Oulianm stood up and saluted, then turned around and left with his five successors without any entanglement or delay.
When they left the tower and returned to the street, a woman with short golden hair couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency the Bishop, why did you offer a higher price just now to impress the other party? Didn't you prepare a lot of priceless treasures?"
"No, my child, that kind of negotiation is too low-level and too inferior. Remember, when dealing with voters like Soth, wealth and treasures are never the reasons for him to agree or refuse, but something more valuable."
With wisdom gleaming in his eyes, Saranda Olem left Askatra from the east gate in a carriage, intending to go to another city thousands of kilometers away to visit a powerful warrior favored by the god of war Tempus...
(End of this chapter)