"When did you come back? How did you suddenly teleport here?"
Wilmes, who was exercising his muscles with a huge block of iron, was confused when he saw Zuo Si suddenly appearing in front of him.
Because this training room is located deep underground, there are several floors between it and the teleportation point, and it is at least a hundred meters away from the teleportation point set up in its own nest.
In addition, in the Mage Tower and the huge underground maze below it, except for a few fixed points, all teleportation spells are basically completely prohibited, so she didn't quite understand how the other party did it.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and replied, "I was intercepted by the Magic Goddess as soon as I came back. She teleported me here."
"Magic Goddess? I see..."
A glimmer of understanding flashed across the Red Dragon's eyes.
After all, he is the incarnation of the magic network and possesses all the magical knowledge in this world.
Not to mention barriers and mazes, which operate through the magic network mechanism to prohibit certain schools or specific spells, even dead magic areas and chaotic magic areas cannot cause any interference to them.
What's more, Zuo Si is the only elect chosen by the third generation magic goddess after she took office at midnight. It is not surprising that the two sides would discuss some more confidential matters in private.
Thinking of this, Wilmes hurriedly took off the heavy iron blocks hanging on his body and threw them to the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang! With heavy noises and flying dust, more than a dozen weights of various shapes fixed to the dragon's body by magical power fell down, creating pits of different sizes one after another.
Since iron has a relatively high density, even though each one may not look very impressive individually, when added together they weigh at least several tons.
Moreover, after more than half a year of training, the muscle lines on her body have obviously become more than twice as exaggerated as those of her peers.
Whether it's the limbs, neck, wings, tail, chest, abdomen, and sides of the torso, they are all filled with explosive power.
According to Hong Long's aesthetic, it is probably similar to the muscular "Jingangba" that ordinary people see in the gym.
Zuo Si felt that if things continued to develop in this way, with its size continuing to grow, the power attribute of the red dragon before him would probably soon exceed forty points.
Even when facing some less famous dragons of the ancient age, they would not suffer much loss in hand-to-hand combat.
I guess the only thing I lack is experience and skills.
This kind of thing cannot be obtained through training, but needs to be accumulated and realized in battles with powerful enemies.
Just look at the amazing kill records of the existing dragon kings in Faerun and you will know that any dragon that wants to become powerful must go through fierce battles again and again. There is no other shortcut.
Zuo Si thought that he should find an opponent with similar strength or even slightly stronger for Wilmes to hone his skills.
But the question is who is more suitable?
Ivyklathagra "Sharp Teeth", who was able to severely injure the Undead Emperor Shane VII and even completely bury the arrogant Shane Dynasty, was obviously of a very high level.
Alausato, a famous white dragon warlock in the North, and Emuris, an ancient blue dragon warlock who lives near the Great Glacier, are of a slightly lower rank.
Especially with the huge size and amazing ability to breathe flames, the red dragon can easily crush the white dragon and take it away in one move.
So after thinking it over, Zuo Si felt that "Scar Man" Klaus should be a good choice.
On the one hand, the magical ability of this ancient red dragon is not outstanding, and its fighting style is certainly not as ferocious and violent as Balagos' "Flying Flame". On the contrary, it acts very cautiously, making it very suitable to be a whetstone.
On the other hand, he does not have any powerful allies behind him, and he is still in hostile relations with the Northern Lords Alliance and the Silver Moon Alliance, so the risk of starting a war is very small.
Just as Zuo Si was analyzing the pros and cons, he suddenly saw Wilmes lower his head and move his huge head closer with a flattering smile on his face.
"I have a few more dragon eggs that are ready for use."
"Then get ready. I'll use a magic ritual to help you eat them all later." Zuo Si shrugged indifferently.
Anyway, this is not the first time he has done this, and he has no psychological barriers to using such evil methods to strengthen the strength of his subordinates.
As for whether the five-colored dragon god Tiamat would come to cause trouble, he was not worried at all.
After all, there are so many evil dragons doing this kind of thing, but Klaus is still alive and well. Moreover, he eats not only the eggs of evil dragons, but also the eggs of good metal dragons and neutral gem dragons, and no one can do anything to him.
There is no such thing as good triumphing over evil in Faerun.
As long as your power is strong enough, you will not receive any retribution or punishment even if you do evil things and wantonly slaughter those civilians who have no ability to resist.
Compared to this small matter, Tiamat is particularly disgusting with the dragon liches created by the Dragon Cult.
Wilmes has always been very concerned about strengthening his own strength.
After receiving a positive answer, she immediately ran back to the nest and ordered the kobolds and goblin servants to get busy.
It took about ten minutes to bring in all the necessary materials.
Along with the materials, there were also several dragon eggs covered with fire dragon-colored scales.
The mother, the female red dragon Ashtelanthe, seemed to realize something and began to roar in pain and misery from where she was imprisoned.
But unfortunately, there was no one present who was on the good side, so naturally there was no so-called compassion.
What's more, she committed a lot of burning, killing and looting when helping the Githyanki, so she doesn't deserve any sympathy at all.
Under the influence of the cruel and evil magic ritual, the vitality and magic contained in several dragon eggs were quickly devoured by Wilmes.
The latter's body also expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its eyes completely turned into an orange ball of light like a lava ball.
You don't need to ask to know that this is a situation that occurs when the energy in the body is too strong and begins to overflow.
"This feeling... is truly incomparably wonderful! I feel like I can kill and tear an adult white dragon to pieces with just one breath and one claw strike."
A bloodthirsty, cruel and evil smile appeared on Wilmes' face.
"Compared with Bailong? You are really getting more and more promising." Zuo Si sneered sarcastically.
Wilmes also realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly changed his words: "What I mean is that I can beat ten trash like Bai Long by myself now."
"Really? Then I'd like you to go on a long journey to the Great Glacier in the Far North and hunt ten white dragons. And bring me some white dragon eggs. This will be a good opportunity to test the results of my training over the past six months."
Zuo Si directly gave a task that was neither too difficult nor too easy.
"No problem! I also want to use blood, killing and death to make the name of Wilmes known to the world."
The red dragon agreed without even a second's hesitation.
Because she never regarded the white dragon as one of the true dragons, but as a stupid and ignorant beast that was not worthy of a place among the five-colored evil dragons.
Being on equal footing with such a fellow is simply the greatest insult to the noble red dragon.
In addition, the red dragon hunting the white dragon is basically like a father beating his son. He can kill the white dragon however he wants, and the other party has no room for resistance at all.
Even if there is a difference of one or two ages, the former can pin the latter to the ground and rub them repeatedly.
Finally, and most importantly, after killing these white dragons, Wilmes can directly take the treasures in their nests for himself and at the same time make a name for himself, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Zuo Si was obviously very satisfied with the bellicosity shown by the female red dragon in front of him. He slightly slightly and said, "In that case, let's set off immediately. The sooner we go, the sooner we will return."
Without saying a word, Wilmes immediately began to use the authority at hand to extract energy from the Mage Tower, preparing to open a portal for himself to teleport directly to the cold North Pole.
But just as the transmission channel was about to open, she seemed to remember something and immediately stopped what she was doing. She turned her head and said seriously, "I almost forgot to inform you that during your absence, Isadora and her clones have completed the first round of devouring. Now there are only four left."
"What?!"
When Zuo Si heard the news, his expression changed slightly.
He originally thought that the devouring would not begin until at least a year later, and the scale should definitely not be so large.
Because the personality fragments of a psychic are essentially born out of intense conflicts of thought and consciousness within themselves, they are often extremely extreme and dangerous.
Normally, even if it is transplanted into a clone, it will take a certain amount of time and growth period to slowly eliminate this hidden danger.
A year is already a fairly short period.
But Isadora was different. After only a few months, they were eager to devour each other.
If we add the enhancement of psychic powers gained during the devouring process, God knows what kind of paranoid, yandere, or even extremely twisted and dark personality will be created.
Wilmes noticed the change on Zuo Si's face and reminded him meaningfully, "I have to say, that human girl is really crazy. I have never seen anyone crazier than her. So you'd better be careful, otherwise God knows what will happen."
After saying that, the red dragon continued to supply energy to open the portal.
moment!
The biting cold wind accompanied by white ice and snow blew in from the other side, instantly dropping the temperature in the nest to below zero degrees.
White frost quickly condensed on the nearby ground and walls.
There is no doubt that the other side of the portal is the extremely cold permafrost at the northernmost tip of the continent of Faerun.
Generally speaking, red dragons with the element of fire hate cold weather the most.
But some magical equipment on Wilmes successfully helped him resist the discomfort caused by the ultra-low temperature. He leaped over with a deep leap, spread his wings and soared into the sky.
After a while, the opened portal closed automatically, and the temperature in the surrounding environment quickly returned to its previous state.
Zuo Si first went to check on the condition of the six-armed snake demon lord, and then went to the upper level of the tower with a nervous mood.
As soon as he stepped into his own room on the top floor, four Isadoras appeared at the door almost at the same time.
"You're back..."
The first one was greeted in a slightly cold and stiff tone.
"You must be exhausted, let me give you a massage."
The second one walked straight forward and took the box from Zuo Si's hand like a wife welcoming her husband home, then went around to the back and started massaging his shoulders and cervical vertebrae.
"Hehe! Did you miss me?"
The third one had a playful smile on his face. He took Zuo Si's arm with very skillful movements and moved closer to him.
As for the last one, she kept her head down shyly looking at her toes, making a mosquito-like sound, making it impossible to understand what she was saying.
Although being surrounded by four beautiful girls who look exactly the same is almost every man's dream.
But Zuo Si couldn't laugh at all now, and he felt a chill running from his feet to the top of his head.
Because the personalities of these four Isadoras are completely different from the previous ones, it's like they are completely different people.
Although he had long known that the girl's main personality had always been in an unstable state and often merged with other personality fragments.
But that kind of influence at least has traces, and swallowing it once or twice will not have much impact, which is not similar to the current situation at all.
You have to know that communication between people is essentially a process of getting to know each other's personality.
When you are familiar with each other to a certain extent, you will be able to immediately predict the other person's reaction after making certain actions.
Therefore, among acquaintances and good friends, you can often make some bold jokes without worrying about the other person getting angry or upset.
By the same token, this is why moody people are unpopular.
Now, Zuo Si is facing a similar embarrassing situation.
Obviously, these four Isadoras were very familiar to him, but he knew nothing about their personalities, preferences, and various behavioral and linguistic reactions.
After a brief silence, Zuo Si couldn't help but sighed slightly and asked directly: "Tell me, what should I call you now? I can't call you all Isadora, right?"
"Actually, you don't need to worry about this. Because in a year at most, the four of us will merge into one and only one will remain."
Isadora, who gave off the vibe of a good wife and loving mother, replied with a smile on her face.
"That's right. In order to make the integration smoother, which one of us do you prefer?"
Isadora, who looked like a little devil, leaned close to Zuo Si's ear and asked in a seductive tone.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
Even the one who looked the shyest exuded a powerful mental pressure from his body.
Needless to say, the spiritual energy cultivated by those disappeared clones was basically absorbed and assimilated by the four of them.
The mental power possessed by any Isadora present is several times or even dozens of times greater than before.
Of course, the price is that the previous personality completely disappears in the constant fusion, which is equivalent to killing oneself in order to become stronger.
For a psychic, the more extreme the method, the more it can maximize his potential.
Seeing four pairs of eyes staring at him, Zuo Si suddenly felt a great deal of pressure. He smiled bitterly and responded, "I don't even know a thing about you now, so how can I make a choice?"
"Hmm - it seems so. How about this, each of us will stay with you for a day, eating and sleeping together. In this way, after four days, you should be able to have a general understanding of us."
Isadora, the “good wife and mother” type, offered a suggestion.
The "Iceberg Beauty" Isadora immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay! I agree!"
"I...I agree..."
The "shy" Isadora also raised her head and echoed.
The other three had all reached an agreement. The "little witch" Isadora put her arms around Zuo Si's neck and announced bluntly: "Then it's settled. I'll go first on the first day!"
"The next day is mine!"
"Then I'll be fine on the third day."
"My...my last day."
In just a few words, before Zuo Si had the chance to express his opinion, his Christmas holiday had been clearly arranged.
After reaching an agreement, three of them immediately turned around and left, leaving Isadora with the personality of a little devil still hanging on Zuo Si. She had no intention of getting down at all. Instead, she kept rubbing against the latter's chest, cheeks and neck like a clingy cat, and occasionally made some strange noises.
“Are you a cat?”
Zuo Si asked with a twitching mouth.
"Why, you don't like cats? I know you like it this way, right?"
As she spoke, Isadora in front of her completed a transformation magic at an extremely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, two furry pointed ears emerged from the thick long hair.
Along with the ears appear feline-like whiskers, a tail, claws, and a small amount of soft fur.
There is no doubt that this image instantly stimulated the "Fruit Control" soul in Zuo Si's heart. He subconsciously stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the cat on the girl's head, then slowly moved down along the ears and cheeks, until it passed across the back and stopped on the fluffy tail that was swaying gently from side to side.
Stimulate!
It was so exciting! He could even feel his body and nerves inevitably entering a state of extreme excitement.
Isadora obviously noticed this and immediately smiled with a hint of pride and playfulness, and leaned close to Zuo Si and made a soft and seductive sound.
"Meow--"
moment!
Zuo Si felt his primitive physiological impulses and instincts begin to erode his reason. He immediately slammed the little witch who had actively seduced him onto the table in front of him and said word by word: "Stop! You are playing with fire!"
"Playing with fire? Isn't that great? Let's both burn in the fire of desire and completely release the suppressed desires in our hearts. Come on, I know what you desire most in your heart. Only with me can you get real pleasure and satisfaction."
While saying this, Isadora took the initiative to open her arms, and clamped her legs around Zuo Si's waist in an extremely presumptuous manner, with her tail wrapped around one of the latter's thighs in a circle.
The personality of this "little witch" was definitely born after her inner desires were magnified.
Fortunately, Zuo Si had strong self-control and quickly suppressed his rising desire. He raised his hand and gave the girl in front of him an electric shock.
"ah!!!!!"
The numbness and pain caused by the electric shock made Isadora twitch violently. At the same time, her hands and feet loosened uncontrollably, and she lay on the table in a spread-eagle position.
But she soon recovered from the electric shock. She turned over and lay on all fours on the table like a real cat. She stretched out her tongue and gently licked the back of Zuo Si's hand. Then she laughed like a silver bell: "Hahahaha! What are you afraid of, Sos? If electric shock can make you feel relaxed and happy, then please feel free to call me."
Looking at this girl who was "abnormal" in her bones, Zuo Si, who had regained consciousness, couldn't help but sighed slightly: "Alas - can't you act a little more normal?"
"Normal? That's what ordinary people pursue. Monsters like you and me are different from them from the beginning, and we don't need to care about those boring laws, morals, and secular perspectives. As long as we can feel happy and joyful, that's enough. If you choose me, I promise that in the future you will never feel bored, but will always live in joy and excitement."
After saying that, Isadora lay sideways on the table, posing a very seductive posture, and controlled her furry tail to sweep around Zuo Si's neck and cheeks.
"So in your opinion, the meaning of life is to constantly pursue excitement and pleasure?" Zuo Si asked expressionlessly.
As someone who has studied psychology to some extent, he has basically seen that this "little witch" type Isadora is a complete "fun person" in her bones, and the most extreme one.
If this guy thinks it's fun and exciting to stir up internal strife in a city and watch different factions of political groups attack and assassinate each other, or even eventually cause a civil war and burn the city to the ground, then she will do it without hesitation.
She didn't care how many people would die or how many innocent people would be burned to death in the fire.
For the "little witch" type Isadora, except Zuo Si and herself, all other people or things in this world exist to please them.
No scruples!
No awe!
There is no mercy or compassion!
Zuo Si even suspected that if he praised a woman for being beautiful or charming today, the problematic girl in front of him would use her psychic powers to modify her memory the next day, or even completely control her and send her directly to his bed.
Obviously, this extreme personality may really bring a lot of excitement and pleasure, just like what is happening right now.
But it is also very, very dangerous.
Isadora smiled and asked, "Is there anything wrong with pursuing excitement and pleasure? Look at what you are doing, whether it is expanding your power, recruiting subordinates, collecting all kinds of knowledge and magic, or defeating powerful enemies one after another, isn't it essentially the pursuit of pleasure and excitement? In this case, why not be more direct?"
Zuo Si shook his head gently: “No, this is different.
I admit that the above does bring pleasure and excitement, but it is not the most important thing, but an additional by-product.
Just as the pleasure produced by the physiological needs of both sexes is just a by-product of the ultimate goal of reproduction.
They actually all belong to a complex feedback mechanism.
When you do something right that your genes think is good, your body rewards you with some fun hormones that encourage you to keep doing more of it.
But genes do not have the ability to think, so they can be deceived.
For example, many people who don't want children will use contraception when doing that kind of thing. This is a classic example of deceiving genes and getting rewards.
And what can we gain in the end from this behavior except wasting time, physical strength and energy?
The answer is nothing.
Of course, from another perspective, these people do gain spiritual pleasure and satisfaction, and release their repressed desires and emotions, achieving a healthier mental state.
Your biggest problem is that you have the relationship between the two reversed.
I don’t do these things for pleasure and excitement, but I gain pleasure and excitement while doing these things.”
After hearing this, Isadora fell silent for a moment.
After several minutes, she raised her chin and said with a hint of self-mockery: "So... I'm eliminated, right?"
"It's not that you're out, it's just that your personality is too extreme. I don't reject pleasure and excitement, I even enjoy that feeling, but I definitely won't regard it as a life goal."
After going around in circles for a long time, Zuo Si finally expressed his attitude clearly.
He was obviously very clear that his words and actions at the moment would determine what Isadora would look like after the fusion was completely completed, so he behaved with extreme caution.
"So, I can keep a part of myself?"
The girl's originally dim eyes instantly regained their brightness.
"That's right. Because you represent desire and primitive instinct. I would be very troubled if you disappeared completely." Zuo Si gave a straightforward affirmative answer.
"Haha, I think I know what to do. And...at least until this time tomorrow, you will belong to me alone."
Before he finished speaking!
Isadora suddenly jumped up from the table and once again jumped onto Zuo Si to serve as a human pendant.
However, this time, she did not use such an explicit method of seduction. Instead, she put on a quirky face and accompanied Zuo Si through a pleasant day.
The next day, the "ice beauty" Isadora came on time to take over her shift.
Just like that, four days passed in a flash.
Although there were many problems in the process, fortunately, no major chaos occurred.
Moreover, through a short period of time together, Zuo Si gradually realized that these four personalities represented Isadora's four original psychological states.
Among them, the little witch type represents desire and primitive instinct, the good wife and mother type represents her expectations for her future, the shy type represents the weak side of her character, and the iceberg beauty type represents the coldness under absolute rationality.
In other words, none of these four personalities can be easily given up.
Only by taking parts of each of them and integrating them together can a relatively "normal" Isadora be formed.
It’s a pity that Zuo Si didn’t have enough time to provide psychological counseling to four troubled girls who looked exactly the same.
He only stayed in Faerun for a few days, dealt with some miscellaneous matters, and then activated the [Location Teleport: Zendikar] card that he had drawn a long time ago.
The moment this card was activated! An indescribable terrifying force tore through the sky, creating a huge black vortex with a diameter of more than a thousand meters, which directly sucked Zuo Si in, and then completely closed at an extremely fast speed.
Although the whole process is very fast, it may take less than a few seconds.
But even so, it still attracted the attention of countless people and even gods.
In the blink of an eye, several dazzling beams of light fell from the sky and landed directly on the major temples.
Soon after, surrounded by countless followers and believers, more than twenty incarnations of gods appeared on the streets of Athkatla.
Those figures, shining with divine light all over their bodies, almost scared the six-member council that ruled Amn to death.
You know, except for the special situation in the Year of Troubles, there has never been a precedent or record of so many gods sending down incarnations at the same time in Faerun.
Not to mention that they all landed in the same city at the same time, and many of them were hostile to each other.
The only hope of the six-member council now is that these gods will not fight in their own territory, otherwise Askatla will become history completely.
At this moment, on the streets of the Temple District, Oghma, the God of Knowledge, and Midnight, the Goddess of Magic, have met.
The former, as always, maintained a gentle smile and took the initiative to greet: "Good day, Mother of Magic. I didn't expect that even you were alarmed."
Midnight replied helplessly, "With such a big commotion, I think it would be hard not to be alarmed. The huge black vortex that appeared in the sky just now should be the dark void you mentioned before, right? It's really scary. If the chaotic energy and matter inside surge out, the entire magic network will probably lose control and completely collapse in a very short time."
"Yes! According to my understanding, the Dark Void is endless, representing chaos and nothingness. Its chaotic mana alone is enough to kill any god who dares to approach it. Only planeswalkers who have ignited the spark can travel through it without being harmed." Oghma said with a hint of emotion in his tone.
Being able to travel through the endless multiverse without any restrictions and go to any world you want to go to is the power that gods most desire.
"You mean, Soth has grown to the point where he can harness the power of sparks?" Midnight asked in an uncertain tone.
"This is an obvious thing. Being able to open the entrance to the Dark Void is a sign of how powerful a planeswalker is. When they gain this ability, they become lives above the gods. Nothing can control the fate of a planeswalker, and no force can kill a planeswalker who wants to escape."
While saying this, the expression on Ogma's face suddenly became very serious and earnest.
He didn't want the newly appointed goddess of magic to misjudge Zuo Si's power.
Midnight nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I get it. But why did Soth suddenly open such a large entrance to the Dark Void? I remember that when he went to other worlds before, he usually went through the portal in his own wizard tower."
Oghma stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, then explained, "It's very simple! The world he wants to go to is very far away, so far that the portal cannot reach it. He can only jump through the dark void. However, such a large entrance to the dark void is indeed a bit worrying. I hope he doesn't bring back anything dangerous."
Just when Midnight was about to ask the God of Knowledge for some information about the Planeswalkers, he suddenly heard a shrill laughter behind him.
"Hahahaha! Look who this is! A bitch who got lucky."
I saw a thin, pale human man walking towards me from a distance with a large group of people.
"Xirik?!"
A light called anger suddenly burst out from Midnight's eyes.
She could recognize this enemy, with whom she had a deep hatred since her mortal days, even if he turned into ashes.
“Long time no see, Midnight, you are still as naive and stupid as before.
To be honest, it's a huge irony that a guy like you can manage the magic network.
By the way, where is your old lover Kelemvor?
Ah! I had forgotten that this poor mortal was already dead, and that I was now the ruler of the world of the dead.
Maybe I should find his soul and give it to the demons or devils."
It has to be said that the Prince of Lies, Xirik, is definitely an expert at provoking others and rubbing salt into their wounds.
Just look at the furious look of the Magic Goddess and the terrifying energy that is about to overflow from the surrounding magic net to know how angry she is now.
After all, Kelemvor is Midnight's lover, and the relationship between the two is so deep that even Suna, the goddess of love and beauty, is moved and wants to provide some help.
But unfortunately, after the end of the Year of Turmoil, Cyric obtained all the priesthoods of the Three Gods of Death, so he is the supreme ruler of the world of the dead.
Wanting to ask this guy for the soul of a former enemy is nothing but a daydream.
Even the once powerful ancient god of death, Jaeger, did not dare to openly oppose the actions of this madman, but was silently waiting for an opportunity.
"Calm down, Mother of Magic, he really is trying to irritate you."
Seeing that Midnight was about to take action, Ogma immediately stepped forward and reminded him.
Otherwise, once the two incarnations of powerful gods start fighting here, Askatla will disappear from the map in minutes.
"I know!"
The Magic Goddess suppressed her rising rage and slowly dispelled the energy gathered in the surrounding magic net.
"snort!"
Realizing that his little trick had been discovered by the God of Knowledge, Xirik immediately curled his lips with a forced smile.
He was deeply afraid of this ancient god who recorded countless secrets, so he did not dare to offend him easily.
Just when the atmosphere was getting tense, a loud voice suddenly came from the arch bridge on the left.
"Lord of Wisdom! Do you know what the passage that just opened in the sky is? Will it pose a threat to our world?"
Soon, a tall man who was blind in one eye and missing his right hand and wrist came towards them.
With such a recognizable image, anyone from the continent of Faerun can recognize at a glance that this is the famous god of justice, Tyr.
Behind him always follow Ilmater, the god of suffering, and Torm, the god of loyalty and courage.
In addition, the holy knights of the Burning Heart followed closely behind. Their armor and weapons emitted a dazzling golden light under the reflection of the divine power.
"Please don't worry, God of Justice. It's just that a traveler opened a time tunnel to other worlds. It won't pose any threat to Faerun." Oghma responded evasively.
"Are you sure? Why do I feel such a terrifying chaotic force from that black vortex?" Tyr asked with narrowed eyes.
Oghma smiled and explained, "That place is called the Dark Void. It is a wall that separates planes from planes, worlds from worlds, and universes from universes. It has always existed, but it is difficult to detect, so you don't need to worry about it at all."
"Who is the traveler who can open this passage?" Tyr continued to ask.
Without a doubt!
As the god of justice, he is born with the ability to see through lies. Unless the person being lied to is Cyric, who holds the priesthood of lies, even gods cannot deceive him.
But for some reason, Tyr always felt that the God of Knowledge in front of him was hiding something.
"Sorry, this is a secret and I can't tell you the answer." Oghma calmly chose to refuse to answer.
This action instantly aroused Tyr's deeper suspicion, and he turned his gaze to Midnight: "Mother of Magic, don't you want to say something? The situation just now seriously violated your control over the magic network."
"Ha! How could she possibly tell you the truth? You know, that person just now was the one she personally selected as her voter."
With sarcastic taunts, the goddess of the night, Shar, slowly walked out from the dark corner.
Since it was daytime, whenever she was exposed to the sunlight, she would subconsciously frown and reveal a look of great disgust and aversion.
"The Voters? Soth!"
Ilmater, the god of suffering, showed a surprised expression.
"That's right! I clearly felt who was forcibly drawing the energy of the Shadow Magic Net the moment the channel opened. To be honest, that young man really surprised me. After all, this is the first time in all these years that someone has been able to take control of part of the Shadow Magic Net from me."
Shar pursed her lips and announced in public that all this was done by Zuo Si.
You don't need to ask to know that she definitely did this on purpose.
Because Zuo Si stole the monster she had cultivated with great difficulty, and brought it to a world that she could not perceive.
This alone was enough to make this vengeful goddess do something.
"Mother of Magic, Lord of Wisdom, I think you owe the gods an explanation." The God of Justice Tyr said with strong dissatisfaction in his tone.
"Explain? Why should we explain? Did Soth do something that could threaten the world?" Oghma asked without hesitation.
Perhaps other gods would be afraid of this righteous god, but he would not.
"No, it's not what he did, but his existence itself is the biggest threat to the world. I suggest that we go to the Pantheon immediately to hold a meeting to discuss this matter." A sinister smile appeared on Shar's face.
Xirik, the troublemaker at the side, immediately followed up: "I agree!"
"I agree!"
The god of justice, Tyr, obviously hesitated for a moment, but ultimately voted in favor.
Just as other gods who arrived later began to take sides, an almost arrogant voice suddenly echoed in the ears of the gods.
"I object! If anyone dares to do anything bad to my Son of Plague, I will start a divine war with him! It will not end until death!"
moment!
A goddess wearing armor and exuding a terrifying murderous aura descended from the sky.
She was none other than Talona, the goddess of poison and disease.
Different from her previous weak image, she looked so powerful at this moment. The power of her incarnation was not even much inferior to those powerful divine powers. Her eyes revealed endless anger and madness.
(End of this chapter)
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