"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 disgusted 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 nodded 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 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 sigh 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 sigh 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.

作为一个对心理学多少有点研究的人，他已经基本看出这位“小魔女”型的伊莎多拉，骨子里完全就是个彻头彻尾的“乐子人”，而且还是最极端的那种。

如果这家伙觉得挑起一座城市的内斗，看着不同派系的政治团体相互攻讦、暗杀，甚至是最终引发内战让城市付之一炬很有趣、很刺激，那么她就会毫不犹豫的去做。

至于会死多少人，有多少无辜者会在在大火中被活活烧死，她一点也不在乎。

对于“小魔女”型的伊莎多拉而言，除了左思和她自己之外，这个世界上的其他人或者东西都是为了愉悦两人而存在。

没有顾忌！

没有敬畏！

更没有仁慈与怜悯！

左思甚至怀疑，自己今天称赞一下某位女性很漂亮或是很有魅力，那么眼前这个问题少女第二天就会通过心灵异能修改记忆，甚至是彻底将其控制，然后直接送到自己的床上。

很显然，这种极端性格或许真的能带来很多刺激跟愉悦，就像眼前正在上演的一幕。

但同样也非常非常的危险。

伊莎多拉笑着反问道：“追求刺激跟愉悦有什么不对吗？看看你正在做的事情，无论是扩张势力、吸纳手下，还是收集各种知识与魔法，又或者击败一个又一个强敌，本质上不就是在追求愉悦跟刺激么？既然如此，为什么不更直接一点？”

左思轻轻摇了摇头：“不，这不一样。

我承认，以上这些的确会带来愉悦跟刺激，但它并不是最主要的，而是一种额外的副产品。

就如同两性生理需求产生愉悦感，只是繁衍后代这个最终目标的副产品一样。

它们实际上都属于一种复杂的反馈机制。

当你做对了一些基因认为有好处的事情，身体就会分泌一些有趣的激素来奖励你，让你继续做更多类似的事情。

但基因并不具备思考能力，所以它是可以被欺骗的。

比如说很多不想要孩子的人都会在干那种事情的时候做避孕措施，这就是欺骗基因并获得奖励的典型例子。

而这种行为，除了浪费时间、体力和能量之外，最后能得到什么吗？

答案是什么都没有。

当然，站在另外一个角度，这些人的确获得了精神上的愉悦跟满足，并且把压抑的欲望、情绪释放掉，获得了一个更加健康的心理状态。

你最大的问题是把两者之间的关系搞反了。

我不是为了追求愉悦和刺激而去做这些事情，而是做这些事情的同时收获了愉悦跟刺激。”

听完这番话，伊莎多拉瞬间陷入了沉默。

足足过了好几分钟，她才扬起下巴用略带自嘲的说道：“所以……我被淘汰了，对吗？”

“算不上淘汰，只是你的性格太过极端了而已。我并不排斥愉悦跟刺激，甚至有些享受那种感觉，但绝对不会将其视作一种人生目标。”

兜了半天圈子，左思终于明确表达了自己的态度。

他显然非常清楚，自己眼下的一言一行决定了彻底完成融合之后的伊莎多拉是什么样子，所以表现得格外谨慎。

“也就是说，我可以保留一部分自己？”

少女原本暗淡的眼神瞬间又恢复了神采。

“没错。因为你代表了欲望和原始的本能，如果完全消失的话我可是会感到非常困扰。”左思直截了当给出肯定答复。

“呵呵，我想我知道该怎么做了。而且……至少到明天的这个时候，你都是只属于我一个人的。”

话音未落！

伊莎多拉猛地从桌子上跳起来，再一次跳到左思身上当起了人肉挂件。

只不过这一次，她没有再使用那么露骨的引诱方式，而是换上另外一幅古灵精怪的面孔，陪伴左思度过的愉快的一天。

第二天，“冰山美人”型的伊莎多拉准时前来换班。

就这样，四天时间一晃就过去了。

虽然中间出了不少问题，但好在总算没闹出什么大乱子。

而且通过短暂的相处，左思也渐渐意识到这四种性格分别代表原本伊莎多拉的四种心理状态。

其中小魔女型代表欲望和原始本能，贤妻良母型代表她对自己未来的期待，害羞型代表的是性格中软弱的一面，冰山美人型则代表绝对理智下的冷酷。

也就是说，这四种性格任何一个都不能轻易放弃。

唯有将它们各取一部分融合到一起，才能构成一个相对“正常”的伊莎多拉。

只可惜，左思并没有足够的时间对着四个外表一模一样的问题少女进行心理辅导。

他仅仅在费伦呆了几天，把一些乱七八糟的事情处理完，便启动了那张很早以前就抽到的【定位传送：赞迪卡】。

当这张卡片被启动的刹那！ 一股无法用语言形容的恐怖力量直接撕裂了天空，制造出一个直径足有上千米的巨大黑色旋涡，直接把左思吸了进去，然后又以极快的速度彻底关闭。

尽管整个过程非常快，可能连几秒钟都不到。

可即便如此，还是吸引了无数人，乃至神明的关注。

才一眨眼的功夫，数道刺眼的光柱从天而降，径直落在各大神殿里。

紧跟着，在无数教众和信徒的簇拥下，超过二十位神明化身出现在阿斯卡特拉的街道上。

那一具具浑身上下闪耀着神性光辉的身影，差点把统治安姆的六人评议会都给吓尿了。

要知道除了动荡之年那种特殊情况之外，费伦还从未有过如此多神明一起降下化身的先例和记录。

更不用提他们还同时降临在一座城市里，相互之间有不少是敌对关系。

六人评议会现在唯一希望的就是，这些神明千万不要在自己的地盘打起来，不然的话阿斯卡特拉怕是就要彻底成为历史了。

此刻，在神殿区的街道上，知识之神欧格玛和魔法女神午夜已经碰头。

前者一如既往保持着温和的笑容主动打了声招呼：“日安，魔法之母。真想不到连您也被惊动了。”

午夜有些无奈的回答道：“如此大的动静，我想不被惊动都难。刚才天空中出现的那个巨大黑色旋涡，应该就是您之前提到过的黑暗虚空吧？真是可怕呢。如果里边那些混乱的能量和物质涌出来，估计整个魔网都会在极短的时间内失去控制并彻底崩溃。”

“是啊！根据我的了解，黑暗虚空是无穷无尽的，代表着混沌与虚无，光是其混乱的法术力就足以杀死任何胆敢靠近的神明。只有点燃火花的旅法师，才能穿梭于其中而不受到伤害。”欧格玛语气中带着一丝感慨。

不受任何限制在无尽的多元宇宙中穿梭，前往任何自己想要去的世界，这正是神明最渴望获得的力量。

“您的意思是，索斯已经能成长到能够驾驭火花的力量了？”午夜用不是很确定的语气问。

“这是显而易见的事情。可以开启通往黑暗虚空的入口，是一名旅法师强大与否的标志。当获得这种能力的时候，他们就成为了凌驾于众神之上的生命，没有任何东西能够操纵旅法师的命运，也没有任何力量可以杀死一个想要逃走的旅法师。”

在说这番话的时候，欧格玛脸上的表情突然变得十分严肃、认真。

他可不希望这位新上任的魔法女神对左思的力量产生误判。

午夜若有所思的点了点头：“好吧，我知道了。不过索斯突然打开这么大的黑暗虚空入口，究竟是为什么呢？我记得他之前去其他世界，一般都是通过自己法师塔内的传送门。”

欧格玛摸着下巴上的胡须沉思了片刻，随即解释道：“很简单！他要去的世界很远，远到传送门根本无法抵达，只能通过在黑暗虚空中跳跃才行。不过那么大的黑暗虚空入口，的确有点令人担心，希望他不要把什么危险的东西带回来才好。”

就在午夜还想要向知识之神询问一些关于旅法师的信息时，突然听到身后传来一阵刺耳的笑声。

“哈哈哈哈！看看这是谁！一个走了狗屎运的婊子。”

只见一名身材消瘦、脸色苍白的人类男子带着一大群人从远处走了过来。

“希瑞克？！”

午夜眼睛里瞬间迸射出名为愤怒的光芒。

对于这个在凡人时期就结下深深仇恨的仇敌，哪怕对方化成灰她都能认得出来。

“好久不见，午夜，你还是跟以前一样天真且愚蠢。

说实话，你这种家伙居然能管理魔网，真是一种巨大的讽刺。

对了，你那个老人情人克兰沃去哪了？

啊！我都忘记这个可悲的凡人已经死了，而我刚好是现在死者世界的主宰。

也许我应该把他的灵魂找出来，然后交给那些恶魔或者魔鬼。”

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)