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The arrival of thousands of players undoubtedly brought unprecedented vitality to the originally lifeless floating city of Plantia. Even the taverns that were originally deserted gradually became lively.
Especially those senior talents who also came from Earth but knew the truth about the "Fourth Disaster" plan, they would often observe some strange behaviors of these guys who were kept in the dark with a mentality of watching a good show.
Several psychologists and sociologists have even considered it an interesting research topic.
Because the current state of players is very similar to the so-called "brain in a vat", they are completely unable to distinguish between virtual and reality.
The only difference is that the principle of the "brain in a vat" is to deceive the brain through electrical signals, while their souls are trapped in a virtual world called "Infinite City" by a supernatural power called psionic power, and they regard the real world as a virtual game world.
Such a large-scale social experiment that may involve violations of laws, human rights and moral bottom lines would be almost impossible to be approved by any government or country on the original Earth.
Even some of the most unscrupulous and cruel countries in modern history.
But now, it has not only become a reality, but will also continue to increase in number over time, until the scale increases from thousands to tens of thousands, and then from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, millions, and even tens of millions.
Don't think this number sounds exaggerated.
Just the opposite!
Ten million souls do not even account for one-third of the population that dies on Earth in a single year.
And as the new century arrives, the global population will expand at an incredible rate.
And in less than 30 years, the number will reach over 8 billion, with an astonishing death toll of over 60 million per year.
Even if we exclude ordinary souls who have not received a good education in extremely underdeveloped regions such as Africa, the Middle East, South Asia, and Latin America, we can still screen out at least millions of high-quality souls every year.
If the conditions were relaxed a little, increasing the number of players to 10 million within a year would not be a problem at all.
This is also why Zuo Si regards the earth as a huge and inexhaustible talent pool.
The only limitation is whether Mastermind Isadora is powerful enough to connect so many consciousnesses and clones at the same time and ensure the stability of the psychic signal transmission.
For sociologists, such a large-scale introduction of Earth's human beings into the world where the floating city is located in a special way can no longer be considered a simple transformation in the strict sense, but should be regarded as immigration.
Because the player's behavior, thoughts and consciousness will profoundly affect and even change the core background of the entire civilization.
What's more, their bodies still retain the most basic primitive desires and the ability to reproduce offspring.
It's a pity that the players are completely unaware of all this.
Some adulterers from relatively open-minded regions hooked up with each other within a few days of arriving in the floating city. Under the cover of night, they hid in inconspicuous places such as gardens and "in-depth" discussed the very serious and earnest topic of "the origin of life".
They didn't notice at all that their every move was being photographed and recorded by the ubiquitous invisible magic eyes.
At the beginning, the experts from the Coordination Planning and Social Science Group watched these exciting scenes from different angles with great interest, and even pulled people from other departments next door to enjoy them together.
But as more and more people started discussing the origin of life and the frequency of their communications increased, they inevitably began to become numb.
Eventually, I completely lost interest in this kind of scene and just recorded the names of the two parties communicating, their races, and the bloodlines they incorporated when creating the characters.
Because there were absolutely no protective measures, more than 30 female players were infected in just one or two weeks.
When they learned that they were "pregnant" after being examined by the pastor, they were completely shocked. They could not believe that a virtual game could allow them to become pregnant and give birth to a child.
However, when they heard that they would receive a reward of 100 gold coins just for giving birth to the child, and that they did not need to take care of the child themselves and could safely leave the child to be raised at the childcare center in the floating city, these players quickly calmed down and accepted this "game setting."
After all, they enter the "virtual world" to earn rewards and exchange them for "real world" currency to meet their daily needs.
If I could easily achieve this goal by simply giving birth to a child, wouldn't that be better? It's just a game anyway, and I'm not really pregnant...
As a result, a small group of female players with no bottom line thought they had found a "loophole" in the rules and began to become lazy about their daily hard study and training, only thinking about making money by doing nothing with their inherent advantages as women.
Even some male players expressed strong envy for this, and they just hated that this damn game did not allow them to create characters of the opposite gender of their own.
You know, one hundred gold coins is a lot of money for players who have just entered the floating city.
They usually complete various tasks, and at best they can only get a few copper coins or one or two silver coins as rewards.
Some of the guys who contributed the tadpoles even suggested to Vanessa, the daily manager of the floating city, that they should also get a bonus.
It doesn't have to be much, just half or even one-third of the amount for pregnant female players.
As expected, they were thrown out one by one by the construct from the second floor of the central tower, instantly extinguishing their idea of making money by being "studs".
Fortunately, there were lawns and shrubs below to serve as a buffer, otherwise even if I wasn't seriously injured, I would have broken arms and legs.
But even so, getting bruised and battered is inevitable, and it also becomes a laughing stock for others.
However, the direct consequence of this incident is that if any female player wants to make money by giving birth to children, she must reach a spoils-sharing agreement with a male player, otherwise the latter will refuse to provide his tadpoles.
The facts once again prove how chaotic and disorderly the player group is.
They always come up with a big surprise or shock where you least expect it.
Of course, unlike those "scum" who were only thinking about taking shortcuts, Jack was extremely diligent and hardworking in learning how to become a priest of the God of Phoenix.
At this moment, he was standing naked in the magical flame in the center of the temple that was emitting astonishing heat, intense enduring pain that ordinary people could not endure. He allowed his skin to be burned to a charred black without any thought of escaping.
Because according to the doctrine, Bennu is the god of fire, the god of soul and the god of immortality.
If one wishes to become a true priest, one must first endure the burning of flames and sublimate the soul in pain, and then one can gain powerful strength and the great blessing of nirvana and rebirth.
Especially the first step of enduring the burning of magic flames. Even players with dull pain nerves would find it difficult to last more than ten seconds.
But Jack had now lasted a full ten minutes.
Just when his patience was about to reach its limit, a miracle happened.
The burnt skin and muscles on his body suddenly cracked open with a snap, revealing the new pink skin that had just grown inside.
Without a doubt!
This is nirvana and rebirth, and one of the most important symbols of recognition and blessing from the Phoenix God.
The moment Jack dragged his huge body out of the flames, he suddenly raised his hand and released a ball of dazzling red flame.
Seeing this, Monlia, the bishop, immediately stepped forward and put on a red robe representing the official status of a priest. He said with a slightly joyful tone: "Congratulations! You are now a servant of the great Benu God like me."
“This is all thanks to your teaching.”
Jack bowed his head humbly to the highest leader of the church in front of him.
Since he grew up in a traditional Christian family, he is not averse to faith. Instead, he is particularly devout and fanatical.
Although he no longer remembered what god he believed in, certain habits were retained and provided great help in learning the way of a priest.
"No, it's your piety and persistence that moved the gods. I'm just an insignificant guide. Also, put on your mask quickly, or someone will vomit again soon."
As he spoke, Monlia handed over a metal mask.
Seeing this thing, the corners of Jack's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, and he immediately took the mask and used it to cover his face that looked like a "serial car accident scene."
In fact, if he knew that the charm attribute had such a great impact on appearance, he would never choose to reduce it to such a cruel level of three points.
What's even more outrageous is that when wearing a fully enclosed helmet or the metal mask in front of you, its charm attribute will skyrocket from three points to eight points.
However, despite all the complaints, Jack still chose to put on his mask and walked out of the temple gate as usual, and greeted his teammates waiting at the door.
"Good morning. How is your progress at the School of Nature?"
"Didn't you see how I look today?"
Wu Sheng pointed to his brand new inlaid leather armor, a long sword and a short sword on his belt, and a compound bow and a quiver full of arrows behind him.
There is no doubt that such a complete set of equipment is a reward that can only be obtained by graduating from the corresponding academy.
Wearing it means obtaining a real professional level of LV1.
"Hahaha! Well done! I knew you were a natural warrior. It just so happens that I have just become an official priest, and I will probably receive my graduation equipment tomorrow. Then we will apply together to leave the floating city and venture into the outside world." Jack laughed happily.
Wu Sheng smiled and nodded: "No problem, I'll wait for you. By the way, what do you think about the recent uproar?"
Hearing this question, Jack immediately showed a disdainful expression, sneered and said sarcastically: "One hundred gold coins may indeed be a huge sum of money for us now.
But don't forget that the player's level is constantly improving over time.
The stronger your strength and the higher your level, the more means you will naturally have to obtain money and wealth.
By then, perhaps after completing a dangerous mission and collecting a few trophies from the enemy's corpse, they could easily sell them for hundreds or even thousands of gold coins.
Therefore, at this stage, it is most important to lay a solid foundation and work hard to improve your professional level.
What's more, under normal circumstances, it takes at least seven or eight months from pregnancy to delivery. Even if some strange bloodlines can shorten the time of conception, three or four months is still inevitable.
During this period, I believe that based on our abilities, we can definitely earn much more than one hundred gold coins.
Those idiots are completely blinded by the little benefits in front of them.
In a month or two, they will regret the choice they made now.”
Wu Sheng nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense.
Oh, by the way, I also want to tell you that there are six other people who graduated with me from the School of Natural Sciences.
One of them is a druid, and the remaining five are rangers.
In addition, there are seventy people who have graduated or are about to graduate from the Warrior Academy, and about twenty people from the Thieves Academy.
In short, there seem to be quite a few veterans and killers who have been on the battlefield like you and me.
I also found that the learning and training time for spellcasting professions is much longer than that for warriors.
Does this mean that the former's potential and combat effectiveness are much higher than the latter's?"
"Oh? Isn't that even better! Although we are in competition with them to a certain extent, we are also comrades in the same camp. If it is convenient, it would be best to contact other teams to see if we can act together." Jack touched his chin and expressed his thoughts.
"Got it. Once I finish my mission in the cafeteria today, I'll go try to contact the other party."
After saying that, Wu Sheng turned around and was about to leave.
But before he took a few steps, he heard Jack's surprised voice behind him: "Wait! You can cook?"
"Hehe! Of course! I'm from the kitchen team."
Wu Sheng turned around and gave his teammates a confident smile, then ran across the street at an extremely fast speed and disappeared without a trace.
"Cooking team? Are you kidding me?"
Jack opened his mouth in disbelief.
Because in his impression, the soldiers in charge of cooking in the army are generally far away from the battlefield, and some of them have never touched a gun a few times in their service career. How could they have such strong combat effectiveness and even become addicted to killing?
However, considering that the identities of these "old popsicles" who have been sleeping for three hundred years like himself are extremely complicated, they basically include people from all over the world and different industries, and there are also teenagers with terminal illnesses. It seems that a strong warrior who can cook is really no big deal.
Thinking of this, Jack immediately shook his head and cleared all those messy guesses and thoughts from his mind. He planned to use the last day to go to the training ground to practice his close combat ability.
Although priests do not need to learn to wear and use almost all types of weapons and armor like warriors, it is still necessary to master a weapon.
The weapon he chose was a "can opener" weighing more than 30 kilograms - a war hammer.
On Earth, such heavy cold weapons could never be used in actual combat.
Because no human being can lift it, swing it continuously and fight continuously, not even those legendary heroes and tough guys.
Typically, a warhammer weighs less than a kilogram.
But in this world full of magical power, the bodies of many creatures will be strengthened to a certain extent under the influence of magical energy.
Especially Jack, who has the blood of an ogre and a giant, has a strength attribute of 20 points, which is equivalent to a small human crane.
Not to mention thirty kilograms, even fifty kilograms or a hundred kilograms can be lifted easily.
But considering the long period of continuous fighting, he chose a relatively conservative weight.
As for the free hand, of course you can choose to hold a shield to increase protection.
After a while, Jack collided with the large corpse-snaking creature in the training ground that was specifically responsible for actual combat training.
Every time the war hammer hits the heavy steel shield, it makes a deafening sound, causing other passing priest trainee players to stop and watch.
Because the strong impact and sense of power are so shocking.
At the same time, far away on the second floor of the central tower of the floating city.
Vanessa was looking through hundreds of player applications that had graduated from the corresponding academies. After a full minute, she looked up and asked Tailantyr who was standing in front of her, "How do you think this situation should be handled?"
"Before Lord Soth finds and locks on the location of the new world, I think the best way is to find something for them to do. For example, let them go to another continent to participate in our population migration plan."
After a little thought, Tailantyr quickly came up with a solution.
Because neither Zuo Si nor he had expected that among this group of players there would be so many masters who could complete training and obtain professional levels in less than half a month.
Vanessa immediately shook her head: "No. The main goal of population migration is to control and capture people alive. If we let these guys go, there will probably be a bloodbath."
"Then what do you think we should do? It's obviously not a good idea to keep these people in the floating city. Many of them are filled with a strong desire to kill. Who knows what will happen if they hold it in for too long."
Tyrantyr frowned and pointed out the problem.
The more he understood these souls from another world, the more he realized that this was an extremely dangerous double-edged sword.
If used well, it can naturally make the enemy feel incomparable despair.
But if used improperly, it might backfire on you.
Of course, considering that Zuo Si and Isadora, the mastermind who obeys his orders, always hold the key to the final switch, this danger is still within a controllable range for the time being.
"I remember that some time ago, there were signs of a floating city flying over the mountains in the south. Why don't we send these people over there to do a field investigation? If they find it, that would be great. If not, it would also be good to have them clean up the undead creatures there to gain practical experience."
After careful consideration, Vanessa made a bold decision.
Because Zuo Si had previously used the legendary magic [Nail into the Sky] to send a signal amplifier made of magic, psychic power and technology into synchronous orbit, the player's range of activities in this world has expanded to a very astonishing level.
With the floating city as the center, the area within a radius of more than 10,000 kilometers is within the coverage range.
Not only that!
It can even be said that as long as a few more similar magic satellites are launched, it will not be a problem to completely cover the entire planet.
The only drawback is that the cost of making this thing is very high, basically starting at one million gold coins each.
Once a malfunction occurs or it is smashed by a meteorite from outer space, there is no possibility of recovery or repair, and the only option is to build a new one and throw it up.
Even though Zuo Si is now wealthy and powerful, it is impossible for him to launch several missiles at once to cover the entire planet. Instead, he has to temporarily ensure that the activities of players within his sphere of influence are not restricted.
What's more, the magic satellite, like the first generation of behemoth electromagnetic cannons, is something that was manufactured at any cost because of the current strong demand. There is a lot of room for improvement in both design and craftsmanship. There is no need to manufacture too many at once. It will be enough for the time being.
Tailantyr's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately nodded in approval: "This is a good idea. We can test the stability of the psychic signal at the same time. But how do we send them over? Do we have to use mass teleportation magic?"
"No, you can't use magic, otherwise if there is a floating city nearby it will easily pick up the energy fluctuations.
Didn't the weapons design and development department come up with a tool called an airship last week?
Let these players take the newly manufactured experimental model No. 1.
At that time, pack more supplies and potions to neutralize the magical plague, and then issue a large-scale mission with rich rewards."
Just like that, after discussion between Vanessa and Tailantier, the players' first outing mission was finalized.
You know, although Zuo Si and the liches in his organization have captured and cleaned up the large groups of undead creatures that gathered in the major cities, there are still scattered small groups of undead wandering in the mountains, jungles and villages.
No one knows whether the mutated bacteria and viruses they carry are still contagious, let alone whether some of the undead have evolved self-awareness and wisdom after being exposed to long-term negative energy.
Especially for players who only have a real professional level of LV1, they may be wiped out if they are not careful.
However, Vanessa and Tailantier feel that a player's combat effectiveness should not only be judged by their occupational level, but also include the various knowledge and professional skills they have mastered while alive.
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On the other hand, Zuo Si, who returned to the continent of Faerun, did not know that his "Fourth Calamity" were about to set out to carry out their first mission.
He was currently reading the information sent by the little devil while stroking the white bear cub lying at his feet, which had grown to the size of a black bear.
Due to a series of biological transformations and the blessing of the legendary druid's natural power, this little guy is no longer as skinny as when he first came, but has become very strong and plump.
Its head is not as long and thin as that of an ordinary polar bear. Instead, it is round and cute like a brown bear.
The two bear paws with exaggerated proportions and the metallic claws hidden under the pads show that its bloodline is no longer just that of a simple polar bear.
The few baby teeth that have just grown are sharp enough to easily crush the hardest rocks.
If you pull aside the thick and lush hair and look closely, you will find that the skin, which should be black, also has a metallic luster and is as hard as steel.
If you use a magnifying glass, you can see that this seemingly smooth skin is actually made up of fish-like scales tightly stitched together.
Needless to say, Zuo Si implanted some "strange" blood into the polar bear cub, which gave it the ability to devour and manipulate metal.
Although there are not many changes in appearance, the bones, muscles, blood, and internal organs in the body are actually very different from those of polar bears and even mammals.
At this moment, this guy was holding a ball of cold iron worth tens of thousands of gold coins. He dipped it in the butter on the plate from time to time, then put it in his mouth and chewed it with relish.
The crackling sound of metal breaking made the little devil's eyes full of fear.
It had no doubt that this strange bear, which had established a mental connection with its owner, could bite its head or even half of its body into pieces in one bite.
"Interesting! I didn't expect there are so many lurkers in Athkatla, and even the families of the six-member council members have been infiltrated. The methods of these mind flayers are really beyond my expectations."
Zuo Si casually threw the information he had just read on the table, with a hint of mockery in his tone.
You have to know that there are more than thirty mind flayers, and they are operating right under the noses of the Shadow Thieves, the Masked Mages Guild and the Knights of the Burning Heart, and they are completely undetected.
Some of them have even established secret bases, trying to convert more companions or even create a new main brain.
There are also several large merchant groups, some thieves guilds affiliated with the Shadow Thieves, and more than twenty famous adventure teams and mercenaries, all of which are secretly controlled by them.
If things continue to develop in this way, the whole of Amn might fall in a few decades or even hundreds of years, just like the Entanglement Symbol controlled Calimshan.
"Great master! Do you want to take some action to catch all these mind flayers? Or send out your own mind flayers to recruit these lurkers for your own use?" The little devil asked with an evil smile on his face.
Zuo Si gently waved his hand: "No, there is no need for that. I will pack all the information together and send it to the six-member council later, and let them deal with it themselves. In comparison, I am more interested in this book and its author."
While speaking, Zuo Si picked up "Heroes of Light and Darkness Volume 2" on the table.
Needless to say, this thing is the latest work of his former bard teammate, Kels.
But the problem is that there are many contents in it that a mortal like him should never know.
It includes threatening the gods with the Eldrazi in the Pantheon, the trip to the Underdark to kill Angel Poisoncore and the incarnation of Shar, who became the Spore God, and the detailed battle process of joining forces with Shane VII to kill the Entangled Symbol and Ivyklathagra's "Sharp Teeth".
It can even be said that no matter how much trouble Zuo Si caused in Furen, the other party seemed to be able to learn the truth through some channel.
There is something abnormal behind the whole book.
I had a vague feeling about this when I read the first book.
The little devil was undoubtedly very aware of this, and immediately reported carefully: "Master with infinite wisdom, after you mentioned this matter last time, I sent people to Waterdeep City to investigate this guy named Kels.
It turned out that he had parted ways with his two previous teammates a long time ago.
He is currently living in the home of a wealthy widow. Apart from writing, he indulges himself in pleasure every day. He shows no signs of contact with any person or force. It is said that even his personality has changed a lot.
This is obviously very suspicious!"
"You mean... he might be controlled or possessed?" Zuo Si guessed, narrowing his eyes.
"That's right! Maybe it's a certain evil god who is interested in you, or maybe it's the devil duke from Baator, or the demon lord from the abyss. Anyway, what is certain is that this is definitely a conspiracy against you! As for these two books, they are actually baits deliberately released by the other party to attract your attention."
As he said this, a terrifying red light flashed in the little devil's eyes.
Although it is not outstanding in terms of strength, and can even be said to be quite weak, it obviously has rich experience and innate talent in analyzing conspiracies and intrigues.
Zuo Si lowered his head and thought about it for several minutes. Then he stood up and said in a playful tone, "Since the other party wants to attract my attention, I might as well pay him a visit."
"What? Are you crazy? This is most likely a trap!" the little devil hurriedly dissuaded.
"A trap? So what?
Don't forget, this is the continent of Faerun controlled by His Majesty Io, the God Above Gods, a prime material plane that is extremely special even in the multiverse.
Whether the person hiding behind Kels is a god, the devil duke, or the lord of the abyss, I have enough ways to deal with it.
The most important thing at the moment is to find out the other party’s identity and intentions.”
After saying this, Zuo Si directly activated the teleportation magic.
Seeing this, the polar bear cub who was eating cold iron dipped in cream nearby immediately poured all the remaining cold iron and cream in the bowl into his mouth, then hugged his owner's calf with extremely skillful movements and teleported away with him.
The next second...
A man and a bear appeared in the mansion in Waterdeep, startling the maid who was cleaning the basement.
Upon learning that his employer had shown up, the butler Elvis Haring ran downstairs immediately to report on his work and expenses during this period.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si was not interested in this at all. He directly threw another 5,000 gold coins to the other party for daily expenses, refused to ride in the carriage driven by the servant, walked out of the gate and disappeared in the endless stream of people.
However, he did not rush to find Kels, but went to the Black Rod Tower first.
Khelbourne and Leila, the voter couple, had obviously anticipated Zuo Si's arrival, so they immediately invited him into the reception room on the upper floor.
As soon as they met, Leila couldn't help but test him: "Is everything in that book true? Did you really threaten the gods in the Pantheon? And then you went to the Underdark to kill a new god and destroy an incarnation of the goddess of night, Shar? Was the huge rift in the High Forest that leads to the underworld your masterpiece?"
"Yes! Although there may be some discrepancies in the details, it was definitely done by me." Zuo Si admitted it very straightforwardly.
"Goddess! Although I have long known that with your power you will do something extremely crazy sooner or later, this is too much, isn't it?" Khelbourne exclaimed, holding his forehead.
Because compared with what Zuo Si has done recently, Sammaster, who was once called a madman, founded the Cult of the Dragon and made the incarnation of the Lord of the Dawn, Lathander, bleed, which is nothing.
He totally couldn't understand why the young man in front of him always looked rational and calm, but the things he did were more outrageous and exaggerated than the last.
Zuo Si shrugged innocently. "I had no choice. I threatened the gods in the Pantheon because they wanted to restrict or even seal my ability to travel through time and space. As for the Underdark, it was the goddess of night, Shar, who plotted against me first, so I was forced to fight back. Even before joining forces with Sean VII, I had already informed the gods of suffering, justice, loyalty and courage."
"Ha! So you think you have no responsibility at all and have done nothing wrong?"
Kelben was so angry that he laughed on the spot.
You know, in order to investigate the loud noises and vibrations coming from the High Forest, he sent out several elite teams, and suffered heavy casualties in the battle with the Zhentarim.
The spies of the Harper Alliance died in batches.
But what is the result?
It turns out that all of this is just a minor aftermath of the war of gods in the Fungus Forest.
In other words, all these people died in vain.
"I can't say I have no responsibility at all, but I'm definitely not the one with the main responsibility."
Zuo Si sat down on the sofa and poured himself a cup of hot tea.
Just when Khelbourne was about to say something, Leila at the side immediately shook her head with a very obscure gesture to stop him, and then continued to probe: "Then you came to Waterdeep this time to find out Kels's true identity and the forces behind him, right?"
Zuo Si first drank a sip of hot tea without panic, then nodded with a smile: "You guessed right. I am very sure that he is definitely not the Kels I knew before. As the lords of Waterdeep City, I believe you two should have noticed this guy a long time ago? If you don't mind, can you share some information?"
"Sharing intelligence is fine. But first you have to tell us, what if this guy disguised as Kels has a very impressive background? Are you planning to use that powerful artifact again in Waterdeep?"
There was a hint of nervousness in Leila's tone.
There's no way not to be nervous!
She had already found out through some ancient books and materials about the scepter that originally belonged to the ancient sun god Amaunator, as well as its terrifying power of absorbing the power of faith and transforming it into divine impact.
This can be seen from the huge sinkhole in the High Forest that leads directly to the Underdark.
In addition, it might be very difficult for others to gather enough power of faith in the continent of Faerun, and it might even anger other gods and their churches.
But for Zuo Si, who has the ability to travel freely in different time and space, it is easier than eating and drinking.
Leila couldn't believe it. If the young man in front of her fought with the ancient evil creature disguised as Kels and launched a divine attack directly on Waterdeep, would this historic city still exist?
"You worry too much. I only want to find out the other party's identity and purpose. That's all. I have no intention of taking action. Besides, I am not a demon. How could I drag the innocent people of Waterdeep into this?"
Zuo Si made the promise without any hesitation.
As a planeswalker, one of his greatest advantages is that he can always keep the initiative of the battle in his own hands.
As long as he doesn't want to fight, he can just use the power of sparks to teleport away.
By then, dimensional anchors and space locks will be of no use.
"Very good! I hope you will do what you say."
Leila was obviously relieved when she got the answer she wanted. She raised her head and winked at her husband.
Khelbourne threw a sheep's head symbol that flashed an evil red light onto the table and asked seriously, "I think you should recognize this, right?"
"A devil's mark of Baator?" Zuo Si picked it up and took a quick look.
"No! This is not the mark of an ordinary devil duke or a layer lord, but the mark of Asmodeus, the lord of the Nine Hells.
Obviously, some of your behaviors or abilities aroused his interest, so he deliberately published those books to attract your attention.
In addition, I also noticed that the house was now filled with the evil aura from Baator Hell, which was obviously not something an ordinary high-level devil could do.
So you'd better be careful, and if you find something wrong, find a way to escape immediately."
Khelben warned with an unprecedented solemnity.
Because no matter who you are, even the high and mighty gods, you must be extremely cautious when facing Asmodeus, the lord of hell, otherwise you may fall into the trap he has set in advance.
Most importantly, unlike the demon lords in the Abyss, each of whom has a clear history and origin, no one knows who Asmodeus is and where he comes from.
In some very ancient legends, he is described as a powerful divine force that fell into the original hell plane, or an ancient evil creature that represents a certain rule and order at the beginning of the multiverse.
And the devil was born from his blood, which was filled with evil and filth.
In other texts written by unknown gods or other creatures, Asmodeus is portrayed as an angel created by the gods.
In his battle with the devil, he acquired the evil qualities of his mortal enemy, then, with cunning schemes and the observance of the contract by the gods of order, he successfully stole power and eventually built his own Baator, constantly drawing energy from the fallen mortal souls.
But no matter which truth it is, there is no doubt that Asmodeus is powerful.
For thousands of years, he successfully resisted the endless and crazy attacks of demons simply by commanding his devil army.
Moreover, other ambitious big devils have never been able to truly threaten the supreme status of the Lord of the Nine Hells, not even when several level lords joined forces.
"Asmodeus..."
Zuo Si narrowed his eyes and whispered the name that struck fear into the hearts of countless mortals. Instead of feeling the slightest bit of fear, he was full of anticipation for the upcoming meeting.
Because he was so curious about Asmodeus' true identity? Why did the devils keep chasing him? Why did they even write a book to attract his attention?
Just as Zuo Si was about to get up and leave, Khelbourne suddenly added, "I almost forgot to mention that we have found some results on the elf Lantis that you asked me to help investigate last time.
Currently, there are less than twenty legendary magic archers recorded on Yongju Island.
Sixteen of them have been dead for more than five hundred years, and only two are still built.
As for the remaining two, one went to Sigil a long time ago and has never been heard from again, while the other was suspected to have been teleported to an unknown place by chaotic magical energy, most likely the astral realm.
In other words, the Elf Magic Archer you found may be one of these two people.
Here are their names, life stories and portraits from that time. You can take them back and compare them.
Of course, it is possible that he was not an elf born in Faerun, but was captured by the Mind Flayer's Conch Shell and brought here."
"Thank you very much for your help. I will pass these things on to Lantis."
Zuo Si placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly to Khelbourne and Leila, then gently kicked the white bear cub that was hiding in the corner and secretly gnawing on the metal bracket, and took the greedy little guy away from the Black Rod Tower.
(End of this chapter)
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