Because the divine power impacted the scepter and opened up a passage with a radius of hundreds of meters, leading directly to the surface world, the moonlight and starlight in the sky shone in through the crack, dispelling the dark environment of the underdark.
Especially under the bright and cold moonlight, Zuo Si looks calmer, more rational and more dangerous than usual.
In contrast, the goddess of the night, Shar, used the raised rocks and fallen trees at the edge of the passage to carefully avoid every ray of moonlight.
Because in Faerun, both the moon and the moonlight belong to the domain of the moon goddess Suren, who is Shar's twin sister and also her most diametrically opposed enemy.
Once exposed to moonlight, Su Lun might be able to sense Shar's presence and take some action immediately.
Even though Zuo Si had met the goddess of night briefly in the Pantheon before, there had been no direct communication between the two. Instead, the other party was secretly stirring up trouble and tripping him up.
However, considering that he had previously destroyed Shar's conspiracy, he took the evil god Atropal out of the body of the vampire queen Badi and sealed it in another world.
It would be strange if this ancient goddess, who holds a grudge very deeply, did not react.
What really puzzled Zuo Si was the purpose behind Shar's series of actions.
You have to know that the Goddess of Night is not like a chaotic and evil psychopath like Cyric, who often acts on his own whim without any plans or long-term intentions at all.
Just the opposite!
Behind each of her conspiracies is often an extremely large and complex plan. She often plans a dozen or even dozens of conspiracies at a time, just to achieve a certain goal.
And this goal is also a small step towards achieving another more ambitious goal.
It is for this reason that Shar is called "The Betrayer of Darkness", "The Unseen Woman" and "The Night Singer".
In the continent of Faerun, the Prince of Lies, Cyric, and his crazy followers may cause headaches for the rulers of many regions, but once the Goddess of Night, Shar, and her followers appear somewhere, they can directly scare the local residents and make them unable to sleep at night.
The former is not even worthy of carrying the shoes of the latter.
Because Shar knows very well that the biggest advantage of conspiracy is that it is secretive and difficult to detect, so she never orders her followers to carry out large-scale killing and destruction in order to show her own strength. Everything is done in silence.
Her conspiracy is like a sharp dagger hidden in the darkness. It is invisible to anyone at ordinary times, but it can cause a fatal blow when it is stabbed out.
The success rate of any conspiracy planned by Shar and his followers is often frighteningly high.
The most typical example is the murder of Ibrandul, the god of many priesthoods including caves, dungeons, and the Underdark, in the Year of Troubles.
The whole process went smoothly, and the latter didn't understand what had happened until he was about to die.
You have to know that at that time, all the gods walked in a very special posture of saints, and the power gap between powerful gods and weaker gods was very small. Otherwise, there would not have been a situation where Torm, the god of loyalty and courage, a weak god, killed the powerful god Bane in battle.
Moreover, according to the original historical trajectory, the goddess of night, Shar, also took advantage of Xirik's hatred and jealousy towards the third-generation magic goddess Midnight to successfully provoke a war between the two gods, and decisively self-destructed the shadow magic net she created, causing the genuine magic net to completely go out of control in order to weaken the power of the magic goddess.
Ultimately, Cyric succeeded in killing Midnight, causing the most famous calamity in Faerun's history - the Spellplague.
Countless magical flames gushed out from the out-of-control magic web, destroying a large number of cities and villages, and thousands of spellcasters went mad or died.
This shows how terrifying the goddess of night is.
Shar undoubtedly sensed the vigilance in Zuo Si's eyes, and immediately pointed at the divine power shock scepter that was still in attack mode, and asked with interest: "Where did you get this thing? If I remember correctly, it was held by the ancient sun god Amaunator in the Netheril era."
"Don't you already know the answer?" Zuo Si gripped the stick tightly and gently lifted it up.
moment!
The divine power impact scepter burst out with a dazzling light, changing from bombardment mode to a more terrifying full-force release mode.
In this mode, this artifact will no longer hold back, and all the divine power converted from faith stored inside will be released in one strike.
Obviously, this is a very obvious demonstration and warning action.
Zuo Si was reminding the other party in this way that even if he did not summon the Eldrazi Titan, he had the power to harm or even kill the incarnation of God.
"So you have been prepared to confront the gods a long time ago? Just as I expected, you are very wary and hostile towards the gods." Shar stared at the scepter of divine power impact with a slightly fearful look and said meaningfully.
Zuo Si sneered and retorted, "I don't want to be like this either. But there is no other way. Who made you gods interfere with the mortal world so frequently? Even if it is for self-protection, I have to prepare a few more trump cards, right? Otherwise, I would have become a fish lying on the chopping block and being slaughtered by others last time in the Pantheon."
"So you are frantically collecting these things that make the gods fear and dread?" There was a hint of amusement in Shar's eyes.
Zuo Si nodded without hesitation: "That's right! After all, I don't have the habit of entrusting my life safety to gods like you.
I don't believe in any gods, nor do I believe in those so-called promises, laws, and rules. I only believe in the knowledge and power that I possess.
If I can easily destroy this world and the kingdom of any god, then no god would dare to attack me easily.
Because once they fail, the retaliation and cost that follow will be beyond their ability to bear.
But now, I suddenly discovered that before some gods saw the Eldrazi Titan with their own eyes, they did not seem to believe that this terrifying creature from the dark void had the power to kill gods and destroy the world.
Or... do you think I don't have the guts to do it?"
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si leaned forward slightly and stared at the Goddess of Night, while aiming the divine power impact scepter at the other party.
An extremely deep light shone from his black eyes, as if he would attack the incarnation of powerful divine power in the next second.
No awe!
No fear!
There is no more hesitation or confusion!
There is only intense hostility and madness that wants to destroy everything!
Shar had no doubt that if she answered in the affirmative, the young human in front of her would go to war with the determination to destroy the entire world.
Obviously, she had never encountered such an opponent who totally disregarded the consequences before, so she quickly took two steps back and explained, "Wait! It's not that I don't believe it, I just want to see if you are qualified to join the game of the gods."
"Try to see if I am qualified to join the game of gods? Who gave you the power? What makes you think you are qualified?"
Zuo Si did not give any face to this one of the oldest goddesses and questioned directly.
Such an aggressive posture instantly made Shar speechless, and also made the smile on her face disappear completely, replaced by a biting chill.
"Are you sure you want to talk to me this way?"
"I have already made my bottom line clear when I was in the Pantheon. And you have crossed it this time! If I don't do something, those gods who are equally hostile to me will regard me as weak and can be bullied. So this incarnation is the price you must pay for crossing the line. Remember, this is the first time, and it will also be the last time."
After saying this, Zuo Si directly released all the power of the divine power in his hand to impact the scepter.
The next second...
Boom!!!! The dazzling beam of light instantly pierced through the chest of the Goddess of Night, and her entire body began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You!!!! How dare you?" Shar widened her eyes in disbelief.
"Why not? Do you think I will just swallow my anger and pretend nothing happened?
Or will you just sit here and smugly show off your superiority as one of the oldest gods?
I'm not that weak!
not to mention……
Even if you destroy this incarnation, do you dare to send down another combat incarnation to wage an all-out war against me?
No, you don't.
So what do I have to worry about?"
After saying this, Zuo Si shook his hand that was holding the divine power impact scepter vigorously.
Shar's incarnation shattered into pieces on the spot and turned into a black unknown substance that dissipated into the air.
Needless to say, this incarnation of hers was not created specifically for combat, so the divine power it contained was not much, otherwise it would not be so easy to kill.
In fact, it was precisely because of this that Zuo Si decided to take decisive action to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
If the opponent descended as a battle incarnation, without summoning the Eldrazi Titan, he might not be able to defeat him.
There is no way. The gods of Faerun are obviously much stronger than the gods of other planes.
Especially those incarnations of powerful divine power, who have overwhelming and absolute advantages when dealing with mortal beings without divine sparks and divine power.
For example, Raistlin, the most famous archmage in the world of Klein, whose total arcane spellcasting level is only LV27, is already able to challenge the most powerful god in the evil camp - the Dark Dragon Queen Takhisis.
But in Faerûn, Sammaster, the founder of the Cult of the Dragon, who possessed a higher spellcasting level and greater power, could not even break the defense of Lathander, the Lord of the Morning.
In the end, he had to rely on the silver fire bestowed by the goddess of magic to injure the opponent slightly and cause him to ooze out four drops of divine blood, but he was instantly blown up.
Although this is related to the Lord of Dawn's natural ability to restrain undead creatures, it also well reflects the chasm between gods and mortals.
You have to know that Feren's research in the field of magic and the entire multiverse is simply incomparable to Klein's world.
Therefore, Zuo Si has always been extremely vigilant towards the gods of Furen and dared not take it lightly at all.
After dealing with Shar's incarnation, he immediately sealed up the unconscious Angel Poison Core, and then entered the Supreme Forest through the "skylight" opened above his head.
Of course, before going up, he did not forget to send a magic message to Drizzt and Venar, telling them not to wait for him and to lead the team back to Luskan via another route.
After all, after getting what he wanted, there was no need for Zuo Si to continue wasting time in the Underdark. He couldn't wait to put the new Spore God on the dissecting table and cut him into pieces, taking this opportunity to study the essence of God.
…
At the same time, far away in the outer plane, in the kingdom of the Goddess of Night.
Shar was sitting on her own black throne in a very lazy posture, without showing any anger or excitement at all, as if the incarnation that had just been destroyed was not her own.
After several minutes, she said to herself in a playful tone, "You destroyed my incarnation without hesitation! Soth, I really underestimated you. But it doesn't matter, I have already delivered the most important thing to you. From now on, you will become my most powerful weapon against the gods."
"Great goddess! I don't understand why you want to hand Angel Poison Core over to the other party? He is already a god. If he is trained a little, he should be a good helper, right?"
A human female wearing a holy emblem knelt on one knee and asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"helper?"
Shar shook his head with disdain: "No, a fool like Angel Duxin has no potential or value even if he becomes a god.
But if he were handed over to Soth, the situation would be completely different.
Given Sos's character, he would definitely try every possible means to figure out the true nature of the gods and the various ways to kill them.
The most important thing is that he has a strong innate aversion to gods, so he is bound to come into conflict with many gods.
Just imagine, if this guy dared to destroy my incarnation without hesitation, how would he react when facing other gods who are far less powerful than me? There are too many gods in this world. If someone can make them less, why not do it? "
"You mean... to train Soth to become a godslayer?"
The human female wearing the holy emblem suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with crazy worship for her goddess.
Because she knew that Shar, one of the twin goddesses of creation, had the ultimate goal of destroying all gods except herself and returning the entire Toril to its original state of darkness, tranquility, without any disturbance or noise.
The goddess of night pursed her lips and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I want to make Soth a godslayer. After all, he has such potential, right? The most important thing is that this guy is originally my enemy, so there is no loss whether I succeed or fail. But if I succeed, I will get a rich reward that far exceeds my efforts."
"I see! Praise the great Night Singer, your wisdom is unmatched among all the gods." The human woman bowed deeply at Shar's feet.
Conspiracy, lies, deception, illusion, temptation, insidiousness...
Shar skillfully used her divine power and successfully made Zuo Si fall into a carefully set trap without knowing it.
However, whether her plan will work depends on how the situation develops.
Especially the performance of this mad dog Xirik.
In Shar's opinion, dealing with the Prince of Lies is much easier than playing tricks on Zuo Si, who has madness in his rationality.
The former's proud, arrogant, and jealous character is like a powder keg.
With just a little provocation, they will obediently perform according to the set script, and they don't even need to pay any benefits at all.
This idiot can't compare with the ancient god of death, Jaeger, and he can't handle so many priesthoods that are in conflict with each other.
It is said that its arbitrary nature has caused the originally orderly underworld to become extremely chaotic, and the demons from the abyss have taken advantage of this opportunity to rush in and plunder souls unscrupulously.
Many gods have expressed strong dissatisfaction with this and believe that Cyric has not fulfilled his duties as the God of Death.
Of course, Shar didn't care at all about what would happen to the Prince of Lies, Cyric.
She just hoped that this guy could help her eliminate a few more enemies before he died, especially the most threatening third-generation magic goddess Midnight.
But what Shar didn't know was that Xirik was actually much crazier than she imagined.
At this moment, this fellow, whose power level is currently second only to Io, the god among gods, has quietly gathered a large number of scribes with fanatical beliefs.
And they will participate in the creation of the most powerful, but also the most absurd and horrifying artifact in the history of the continent of Faerun - the "Book of Cyric".
The most powerful thing about this thing is that it can instantly turn any intelligent creature who has read or heard it into a fanatical believer of the Prince of Lies, Xirik.
Not to mention mere mortals, even gods will inevitably be affected to some extent.
I saw a scribe on a table who had just completed a small line of words when he began to tremble violently and uncontrollably all over his body, with blood slowly flowing out of his nose, mouth and eyes.
After a while, he fell on the table and breathed his last.
The second scribe who was waiting on the side pushed the former's body aside without saying a word, sat on it and continued to copy the sentences full of flattery and praise.
As a result, he died suddenly in less than a few minutes.
Obviously, in the process of creating the artifact "Book of Cyric", the scribe is a consumable.
Their spirit, will and soul are the source of the artifact's powerful evil power.
The Prince of Lies, Xirik, who was sitting on the throne of bones, was not at all moved by the sacrifice of his believers. Instead, he let out sharp and piercing laughter from time to time.
In the eyes of this madman and psychopath, being able to sacrifice one's life for one's ambition is the highest honor for these mortals.
He was completely immersed in unrealistic fantasies about the future and was completely unaware of the crisis hidden behind his powerful strength.
…
The leader of the group was obviously a half-elf bard from the Harper Alliance.
He first used his eyes to roughly measure the size of the hole, then he gasped and exclaimed: "Oh my God! This...what on earth caused this damage? Is it a super earthquake? Or did someone release some kind of legendary magic with amazing power?"
"No! It's not magic! The magic network around here is running very stably. If someone releases legendary magic, the magic network should be weakened for a long time."
Another dwarf dressed as a wizard expressed a different opinion.
"How about we climb down and take a look?" suggested the dwarf warrior in the team, stroking his thick beard.
"Don't be stupid! If I'm not mistaken, this place should be connected to the Underdark, at least ten kilometers long. If you accidentally fall down, you will be smashed into a pulp."
The human warrior next to him rolled his eyes in annoyance, picked up a stone and threw it down.
As a result, no sound was heard for half a day.
The dwarf was silent for a moment.
He was not a fool and understood what a distance of ten kilometers meant for the steep cliffs.
Not to mention whether the rope the team brought was long enough, the height alone was enough to climb for at least two or three days.
And there must not be any mistakes in the whole process, otherwise you will be stuck in the middle, unable to go down or up.
Just as the team leader was trying to find some useful clues around, the priest wearing the holy emblem of the goddess of luck, Tymora, suddenly picked up a piece of stone fragment that was shining with silver light and shouted in a trembling voice: "Look what I found!"
moment!
The entire adventure team gathered around and examined this strange piece of rubble again and again.
足足过了一分钟，半精灵吟游诗人才急不可耐的催促道：“该死！别卖关子！快告诉我们答案吧！”
“这是一块在神力洗礼下形成的圣石。通常，像这种石头只有在祭坛或者神殿附近才会出现。可这里却有相当多的数量，并且遍布周围好几公里。”牧师一脸认真的解释道。
能成为竖琴手自然不可能是白痴。
领队瞬间意识到牧师想要表达的意思，立马转过身盯着那深不见底的通道下意识长大了嘴巴：“诸神在上！你是说这里是神力造成的结果？”
牧师不加思索的用力点了下头：“没错！除了神力，我实在想不出有什么东西可以造成如此惊人的破坏。看来在幽暗地域发生了一些相当可怕的事情呢。”
“是神战吗？”半精灵吟游诗人眯起眼睛询问道。
“不好说，但其中一方肯定是神明没错。不过让我感到奇怪的是，大多数神明所拥有的神力都会呈现出明显的善恶倾向，但这些石头中残留的神力却好像未染上任何颜色的白纸。”牧师盯着手中的石头满脸都是疑惑。
“队长，我认为这件事情已经超出了我们所能处理的范畴，最好立刻先把消息送回去，然后让上边派更多的人手过来帮忙，最好是下去看一眼幽暗地域的情况。”
说罢，侏儒法师一屁股坐在一根倒的树干上，整个人看起来疲惫极了。
毕竟为了尽快赶到事发地点，他们已经连续不眠不休赶了几天的路，这对于一名需要充分休息才能保持战斗力的法师来说绝对是相当的不友好。
再加上法师普遍都有体质低下的毛病，能坚持到现在没有倒下已经可以称得上是训练有素了。
“你说的对。我这就把消息送回去，你们先在这里扎营休息……”
还没等半精灵吟游诗人把话说完，一支锋利的箭矢突然从远处破空而来，以令人难以置信的速度和精准当场插进左眼。
噗！ 鲜血瞬间四散飞溅！
他连惨叫都没来得及发出，便仰面朝天倒在地上死了。
因为箭矢巨大的惯性力量，不仅射爆了眼球，同时还破坏了眼眶里边的大脑。
“敌袭！！！！！”
矮人战士高喊着举起手中大盾，以十分警惕的姿态巡视四周，想要把放冷箭的敌人找出来。
但遗憾的是，他找到的并不是一两个、两三个敌人，而是整整一支数量超过三十人且全副武装的佣兵。
“上！杀光他们！”
佣兵为首一名身披黑甲的战士下达了进攻命令。
十名骑手二话不说，立刻便催动战马开始奔跑加速，眨眼功夫便将这支疑似竖琴手同盟派出的队伍分割包围，然后跟步兵配合将其一个一个的杀死。
整个过程仅用了不到三分钟，充分展现了这群佣兵高超的战术素养。
等最后一个冒险小队的成员也倒在血泊中，为首的黑甲战士这才掀起面甲，朝地上的尸体狠狠啐了一口唾沫：“呸！我就知道这些竖琴手的杂碎肯定会派人来调查情况。不过这一次，显然是我们散塔林会准备更充分。”
“头！杀了这些竖琴手的探子之后，他们肯定还会派人来的。”另外一名佣兵出言提醒道。
“不用担心！这一次我们杀死并截断了他们的探子，对方至少三五天内都来不及做出反应。好好利用这段时间，我们就能抢在竖琴手同盟之前拿到第一手情报撤离。好了，别废话，让兄弟们快点行动起来，席曼蒙大人还在等待我们的好消息呢。”黑甲战士一脸不耐烦的催促道。
不过左思显然还不知道，自己使用神力冲击权杖导致了竖琴手同盟和散塔林会这对冤家又开始了新的一轮交锋，眼下正待在阿斯卡特拉的法师塔内进行一系列无比疯狂的研究。
此刻，孢子之神安杰尔·毒芯正被摆放在解剖台上，四肢、脑袋、眼球和内脏已然全部分家，有些甚至还被浸泡在了灌满防腐液的巨大玻璃罐子内。
可即便如此，他仍然没有死亡，而是所有被分割的身体都保持着活力。
最有趣的是，每当身体某个部位遭受重创，其他部位也会在瞬间化作黑色的孢子。
很显然，从正式成为神的那一刻起，安杰尔·毒芯就已经不是普通的血肉之躯了，而是变成了一个由真菌孢子构成的“植物人”。
虽然表面上看不出什么差异，但只要切开就会发现孢子完全取代了原本正常的细胞，成为其身体的基本构成单元。
也就是说，其实他的身体已经变成了某种承载意识的容器。
其真正的本体早已彻底精神化，变成凡人无法理解的生命形态，也就是神。
“有意思！原来真正的神根本无法存在于物质世界！ 除非神上之神艾欧使用他至高无上的权柄，否则他们永远都被隔离在另外一个层面或者维度，根本无法用正常方法杀死。
怪不得费伦凡人弑杀神明的案例都集中在动荡之年。
也只有在那种特殊情况下，神才会变得十分容易被杀死。
在通常情况下，想要杀死一个神最好的办法就是先杀死他的精神和思想。
而杀死精神和思想无非就是灭绝其信徒，让物质世界的人们彻底将其名号遗忘。
除此之外，其他弑杀神明的方法即便成功了，对方也能通过信徒虔诚的祈祷或血腥献祭重新复活。”
左思摸着下巴饶有兴致的做了个总结。
不过让他感到有些遗憾的是，安杰尔·毒芯连一个信徒都没有，所以研究信仰与神力等级关系这个课题根本没办法展开。
不然的话，费伦诸神在他面前将不再有任何秘密。
“你找到杀死这家伙的方法了？”日记本突然开口问了一句。
左思笑着点了点头：“是的，我现在知道要如何杀死一个神了，尤其是这种连自己国度都没有创立、连一个信徒都没有的新神。”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，他猛然间伸出手按在安杰尔·毒芯被切下来的脑袋上，疯狂催动自身火花的力量。
瞬间！
一道通往黑暗虚空的裂隙就这样打开了。
左思连一秒钟都没有停留，直接把抓着脑袋的手伸进黑暗虚空之中。
下一秒……
呜——呜——呜——
一阵令人毛骨悚然的声音从安杰尔·毒芯的嘴里发出，紧跟着一团肉眼几乎无法分辨的透明液体缓缓从眼睛、鼻子和嘴巴里喷出。
这些液体就像疯了一样，拼命想要逃离黑暗虚空的影响返回物质世界。
但左思怎么可能让其得逞，迅速掏出神器——塔洛娜的宠爱砸了上去。
砰！砰！砰！砰！ 每一次挥舞，这根权杖都会像砸中某个实体一样发出巨大的响声，同时液体也会随之慢慢减少。
等最后一点也彻底消失之后，权杖当场释放出璀璨夺目的红光，并且散发出一股无比邪恶憎恨的气息。
而那些摆在解剖台上或是浸泡在防腐液中的部分身体。几乎在第一时间便立刻失去了生命力。
同时在实验室内，一道通往星界的传送门缓缓开启。
不用问也知道，这是某位神明彻底陨落后才会有的现象。
假如没有外力干涉，神明的尸体将会被拉进去，然后漂浮在星界之中一点一点的石化，最终演变成为一个个大小不一的石块或者岛屿。
那些最强大的神，尸体甚至会形成一片大陆。
同样的，那个在万神殿刚刚出现的椅子，也随着安杰尔·毒芯的死亡而崩塌、消失。
左思明显不可能让好不容易搞到的战利品就这样被拉进星界，所以果断施展法术关闭了通道。
“安杰尔·毒芯死了？！”日记本语气中充满了惊讶。
它可是亲眼目睹了左思这几天使用各种方法试图杀死安杰尔·毒芯，但结果无一例外的失败了。
可现在，才不到五分钟，这位孢子之神便彻底死透了。
“是啊，死了。我利用黑暗虚空打破了层面与维度的界限，把安杰尔·毒芯那属于神的灵魂、精神和意识逼出来，再将其神性的火花和神力统统剥离，只保留最原始的灵魂囚禁进来。怎么样，很容易不是吗？”
左思随手将死透的脑袋丢进不远处的玻璃容器中，翘起嘴角露出了得意的笑容。
通过杀死安杰尔·毒芯，他意识到黑暗虚空是个用来对付费伦诸神最强大的武器。
因为这些神需要信仰来连接各个不同的位面，所以一旦强行拖入黑暗虚空失去所有坐标点，其灵魂、精神、意志和神性火花的本质就会从另外一个层面或维度被拽出来。
At this time, as long as the divine spark is stripped away, the god will die instantly, without even having to destroy his soul.
Of course, the premise is that the one being dragged into the dark void must be the true body of the god rather than his incarnation.
"Hahaha! It's very easy indeed. Congratulations, you just successfully killed a god with your own hands." The diary complimented with a laugh.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Don't be happy too soon. This method of killing gods will not be very useful in actual combat, especially for those powerful gods with several incarnations."
The diary nodded in agreement and consoled him, "Don't worry, you can take your time. We have already found the right direction, and what we need to do next is to keep exploring along this path. Sooner or later, we will be able to gain the power to confront the gods of Faerun head-on."
"I hope so!"
Zuo Si gently stroked the scepter in his hand, feeling the pain and despair emanating from the soul imprisoned inside.
Obviously, when he wielded [Talona's Favor] to strip away the divine spark just now, he also captured Angel Poison Core's soul.
Now, he can use all the abilities of his LV22 druid profession at will.
Just as Zuo Si was about to check Angel Duxin's spells and feats list, he was interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang! "Who is it?"
Zuo Si asked casually.
Soon, a voice sounded in his mind.
"Master, the project you asked us to research last time has made a breakthrough."
"What? There's progress!"
Zuo Si was instantly overjoyed. He quickly walked over and opened the door, just in time to see a Mind Flayer standing at the door.
It gently waved its octopus-like tentacles and reported through the mind connection: "Just fifteen minutes ago, we successfully injected the consciousness of a soul into another body through the main brain, and it was in the form of remote control."
"What about the range? What is the maximum range of this remote control?" Zuo Si asked with interest.
"With current psychic equipment, the maximum range cannot exceed five kilometers, otherwise it will automatically disconnect from the main brain." The Mind Flayer hurriedly gave an exact number.
"What if we add a psychic signal amplifier along the way?"
Zuo Si was obviously quite dissatisfied with the distance of five kilometers.
The mind flayer replied helplessly, "The manufacturing process of the psychic signal amplifier is very complicated, and it requires at least ten mind flayers to donate their brains. Even if it is installed, it can only extend ten kilometers around the signal tower. This is not a problem of technology, but the new main brain is not strong enough and needs time to grow slowly."
"Then will the soul's remote control of the body cause discomfort or unreality?"
Realizing that the root of the problem lies with the main brain, Zuo Si immediately shifted his focus elsewhere.
Because he has not yet decided whether to allow the new main brain to continue growing, he can only put it on hold for the time being.
"No. According to the soul's own description, he felt like he was alive again. In addition, based on your suggestions, we also tested reducing pain and sensory stimulation, and all of them were successful without exception. With the current load that the main brain can bear, it can accommodate up to 2,000 souls at a time for remote control."
As he spoke these words, the Mind Flayer's tone became noticeably agitated.
As a summoned creature, it understood that the complex experiments its master had asked it to conduct were intended to provide a group of special immigrants for the floating city.
To put it simply, it is to collect the souls of a group of high-end talents from the Harry Potter world, and then place them in a fantasy world through magic similar to that of Waterdeep.
Then, through the illusion, like the Avatar brain-computer interface, the consciousness is instilled into the cloned body prepared in advance.
In this way, the serious shortage of living people in the floating city can be solved, and at the same time, the creativity of these high-end talents can be utilized to try to integrate science and magic together.
The most important thing is that these people do not really exist, but must rely on magic and psychic technology. No matter how powerful the body they control is, once the connection is cut off, they are just an ordinary soul without any power.
Even their souls themselves are not under their own control, so there is no chance of rebellion at all.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he ordered directly: "Prepare thirty clones immediately. I will need them after a while."
"As you wish. But what about the soul used for the experiment? He already knows a lot of secrets about this plan. I think it's better to get rid of him." The Mind Flayer suggested very cautiously.
"Then let's get rid of it. I don't want this bastard to bring this idea to those devils after he falls into Baator."
Zuo Si agreed without even a second's hesitation.
After all, this matter was too sensitive, so he didn't even tell Wilmes and Isadora in order to keep it secret as much as possible.
(End of this chapter)