It was originally built at great expense by a wealthy businessman of aristocratic descent. It is said that a large amount of purified gold was used just to make the arched dome that shines with golden light, and a wizard was hired to enchant it to ensure that it would never oxidize or fade.
However, for unknown reasons, not long after this huge house, which exuded luxury everywhere, was built, its owner inexplicably fell ill and died before the pastor arrived.
Since Waterdeep does not sell a business called "death insurance" like Askatra, which is dominated by the Church of the Goddess of Wealth Waukeen, no one holds a resurrection ceremony for it.
As a result, all the huge fortune that the rich businessman had worked hard to accumulate for most of his life went to his beautiful wife, whom he had just married.
Of course, some people have suspected that there was something fishy about the rich businessman's death, and it is very likely that he was brutally murdered.
The widow who received a large inheritance out of the blue and achieved a class leap naturally became the subject of investigation.
Unfortunately, Waterdeep's law enforcement agencies ultimately failed to find any valid evidence and could only follow legal procedures to hand over all of the businessman's property to his widow.
After getting all of her husband's property, Mrs. Hunter instantly tore off her pitiful disguise and exposed her true nature.
Less than three days after the rich businessman's body was buried, she held a banquet in her luxurious mansion. All the powerful and unpopular people in Waterdeep were invited.
No one knows what exactly happened at the banquet, but according to the descriptions of the surrounding neighbors, the men's lewd laughter and the women's heavy breathing and groaning could be vaguely heard almost all night long.
Not long after the banquet, Mrs. Hunter became the darling of the upper class. The Chamber of Commerce left behind by her husband continued to expand under her management, and now she has become one of the richest people in Waterdeep.
She is also actively involved in politics, and has publicly declared more than once that she wants to become a member of the Lords of Waterdeep.
Unfortunately, Waterdeep's lord system is a form of secret rule by a selected social elite.
The outside world knows nothing about the selection process, there is no so-called voting or election, and even the identity of the lord is kept secret.
Therefore, Mrs. Hunter's series of statements ultimately failed to achieve the desired results.
But this ambitious woman did not give up, and began to cooperate with the Thieves Guild, trying to secretly control the bureaucratic and guild systems through intimidation, bribery and corruption.
In addition, she has another behavior that people talk about with great relish, which is that she likes to play with young and handsome boys or young men without getting tired of it.
First, they use their amazing beauty, temperament, charm and skills in bed to make the other person fall madly in love with them, and then when the novelty wears off, they will abandon them without mercy, enjoying the painful looks of these teenagers and young men who are heartbroken or even want to commit suicide.
It is said that every year there are a few poor souls who cannot bear such a huge mental blow and choose to commit suicide.
But recently, a young bard named Kels broke this tradition.
He even lived in the luxurious mansion for several months, with no signs of being abandoned.
If you observe carefully, you will find that when Mrs. Hunter faces this young man, she actually puts on a flattering attitude and almost complies with all his requests.
Some people said that this was a sign that Mrs. Hunter had fallen in love, and that the young man named Kels had made her lose her mind and become crazy.
Others believed that Mrs. Hunter was deliberately prolonging the time she played with her prey so that the prey would experience ten or even a hundred times the pain and despair after losing everything.
But unfortunately, all these speculations were wrong.
At this moment, the ambitious and notorious Mrs. Hunter was crawling at the feet of "Kers" with an extremely humble, worshipful and fanatical attitude, not even daring to raise her head to look at the other's face.
In contrast, "Kers" looked very relaxed, sitting on a scarlet chair with his chin on his hand, gazing out the window with interest.
After a full minute, he slowly asked, "Has my guest not arrived yet?"
"Supreme Lord of the Nine Hells, according to the report from my spies, Soth has just left the Black Rod Tower and is heading this way. In no more than five minutes, he will appear at the door of the house." Mrs. Hunt responded cautiously.
"Did he go to Khelben Blackstaff and Lyra Silverhand to find out what happened? He is really cautious."
Asmodeus, disguised as Kels, pursed his lips and revealed a playful smile. He picked up the glass and took a sip of the dark red wine that looked like blood.
It was not difficult to tell from the pair of eyes that flashed red from time to time that he was in a very happy mood at the moment, and his whole body exuded a filthy aura that was indescribable.
This aura directly enveloped the entire house, corroding the minds, thoughts and even souls of all mortals, including the servants and Mrs. Hunter.
If nothing unexpected happens, they and their descendants will inevitably become devil worshipers.
When alive, they become the spies of Baator Hell in the continent of Faerun. After death, their souls will enter Hell and be transformed into devils of corresponding levels based on their achievements in life.
In fact, Asmodeus was able to send his consciousness into Faerun thanks to this human woman who was extremely eager for power, strength and eternal youth.
It was she who killed and offered Kels' soul in an evil ritual that attracted the attention of the Lord of Hell.
Yes!
The real bard Kels had died long ago.
Even his soul was held by Asmodeus as a bargaining chip.
Although he didn't think that with Zuo Si's personality and evil tendencies, he would develop any inseparable feelings for a teammate with whom he had only experienced one adventure, but there was never too much leverage.
They waited patiently for a few minutes, until all the red wine in the glass was finished, and then the man and the bear finally appeared at the gate of the house.
The servants who had received the order long ago did not hesitate for even a second. They immediately opened the door and lined up neatly on both sides of the road to bow and greet them.
A female housekeeper who looked like she had some elven blood came up to him and said with a smile, "Your Excellency Soth, the master is waiting for you in the reception room on the second floor. Please follow me."
"If you don't mind, can you tell me who the master you are referring to is?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.
"It's definitely not Mrs. Hunter. She is just a servant of that lord, just like me." The butler responded meaningfully.
As she said this, there was a very obvious red flash in her eyes, and her originally fair skin showed large red spots, and her nails looked sharp and pointed.
Purgatory! Zuo Si had no trouble identifying what these strange features meant.
To put it simply, it is a bit like a sudden and drastic change in the natural environment, which will inevitably have an impact on the species living on this land, and even cause one organism to evolve into another.
The only difference is that the outer planes, like the Abyss, Hell, and the Seventh Heaven Mountain, affect mortals much faster and more rapidly than natural evolution.
After many people go to the abyss or purgatory, they will gain some extra resistance and ability under the influence of a force called "plane will".
But at the same time, the whole person will become more and more cold, cruel, and evil, and even his external image will undergo a series of changes, just like a half-blood demon or a half-blood devil growing horns, a tail, and wings.
Generally speaking, the more corrupted and fallen a being is, the more similar its appearance is to demons and devils.
According to the game, it is equivalent to adding an extra abyss or purgatory template to yourself.
Some spellcasters who specialize in this area have even created corresponding advanced professions - "Descendants of Purgatory" or "Descendants of the Abyss".
When you upgrade, you will not only gain the corresponding spell slots and casting levels normally, but also gain a series of additional powers.
For example, the descendants of purgatory can make their skin harder like that of the devil. When they upgrade, they will often gain various additional basic attributes and resistances, and can even inject the foul power of hellfire into the spells they cast.
In short, in the continent of Faerun which is full of supernatural powers, whether it is gods, demons, devils or celestial beings, they are never stingy in giving power to mortals.
Therefore, after mortals gain power, they often develop an extremely fanatical worship for the source that gave them power.
Because this is a very typical "positive feedback" loop.
Not to mention that in Feren where the communication technology is relatively backward, even if this system is applied in the information age of the earth with the popularization of the Internet, the situation will not be much different.
Maybe modern Earthlings are even crazier than the indigenous people of Faerun.
After all, although the demons are evil, the power they provide is real.
In addition, there is a strong desire for self-transcendence in the human subconscious, so few people can resist the temptation to become a "superman".
It was obvious that all the mortals in this house had been corrupted by the breath of Hell and had willingly become its minions in the material world.
What's even more terrifying is that this result was not intentional. It was simply the impact that Asmodeus unintentionally caused to the surrounding environment, and even plants and animals were no exception.
It is foreseeable that if he lives here for more than ten years or even decades, the entire Waterdeep City might fall.
However, Zuo Si was not worried about the future of Waterdeep.
Because he knew that a king of hell like Asmodeus, who possessed infinite wisdom and deep scheming, would never risk offending the gods or even the god above all, Io, by corrupting an important city like Waterdeep.
Even if he wants to do it, he will not do it himself, but will let other devil dukes and level lords do it on his behalf.
The other party had only one purpose for this trip, and that was to meet me.
Passing through the stairs and corridors covered with expensive handmade carpets, Zuo Si was soon led by the butler to the reception room.
As soon as he walked into the door, he saw Asmodeus, disguised as a bard, sitting on a dark red chair with his hands crossed in front of his chest and an unfathomable smile on his face.
As for Mrs. Hunt who was standing by and serving, she could no longer be called a human being, but should be called a half-devil.
She was wearing a low-cut long skirt made of black and red translucent tulle. There was no cloth covering her back to her waist, leaving a large area of skin exposed to the air. She had a pair of short green horns on her forehead and a smooth, slender tail extending from the bottom of her skirt, tightly wrapped around her calves. She exuded a strong aura of decadence and temptation from top to bottom.
The moment Zuo Si stepped into the room, Asmodeus stood up from his chair, opened his arms, and said in an aria-like tone: "Ah! You are finally here, my dear friend.
You know what? Ever since I became aware of your existence, I have imagined more than once the scene of our first meeting and what we talked about.
Because this is very likely to have a significant impact on the hell plane and even the entire multiverse.
In fact, I made a lot of efforts for today's meeting, but unfortunately they all failed in the end.
Moreover, some of these behaviors make you unnecessary vigilance and disgust.
I deeply regret this and offer you my sincerest apologies.
Don't hate Disparte, he was just following orders."
It has to be said that as the Lord of Hell who stands at the pinnacle of all demons, Asmodeus' words and actions are full of charm that cannot be described in words.
Just look at the excited reactions of Mrs. Hunter and the housekeeper, and you will know that his every move seems to produce powerful magical effects like suggestion.
fortunately!
Zuo Si was the chosen one of the two goddesses, and he still had some transformed divine power in his body. He was in a trance for only a moment before he immediately regained consciousness. He narrowed his eyes and cautiously asked, "Where is the real Kels? Could his soul have been reincarnated into a devil?"
"Please rest assured, your friend's soul is currently being kept in an absolutely safe place. When our conversation is over, I will give him to you as a gift." Asmodeus gave a solemn assurance.
But to his surprise, Zuo Si did not show the slightest bit of happiness when he heard the news. Instead, he corrected him expressionlessly, “First of all, Kels is not my friend. He is just a companion who once collaborated with me on an adventure.
Secondly, I don't care whether he lives or dies, or who holds his soul.
Because if you use your brain a little, you will know that all of this is definitely the serious consequence of his failure to control his lower body. It is entirely his own fault and he cannot blame anyone else.
I have no responsibility or obligation to deal with the aftermath for him.
Finally, and most importantly, please stop writing those embarrassing books that have caused me so much trouble. "
"Hahahaha! That's a really cold and selfish statement, but I like it."
Asmodeus couldn't help but burst out laughing, his eyes revealing naked and undisguised admiration.
But soon, he suddenly changed the subject and asked directly: "Do you know why I want to meet you so urgently?"
"You want to get my ability?"
Zuo Si asked back in an uncertain tone.
But Asmodeus shook his head gently: "No, my young friend, you think too shallowly of me.
Indeed, your ability to travel through time and space without restriction is indeed urgently needed by the army of hell.
But the former is nothing compared to the deep evil light of your soul and the thoughts that are bred in your soul."
"I don't understand what you mean. Can you explain it to me?" Zuo Si frowned subconsciously.
"Of course. But before I explain, I want to confirm one thing. How much do you know about the will of the plane?"
A terrifying red light flashed in Asmodeus' eyes.
Zuo Si stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then quickly replied, "The will of the plane is a relatively abstract thing.
It is divided into many types.
Some of them are some kind of self-protection mechanism generated by countless lives and souls coming together;
Some are the planetary will or world will that arises when the plane is born; others are simply the creator and manager of the plane itself; generally speaking, the plane will of the material plane does not have a strong tendency, but will always remain neutral.
But the outer planes are just the opposite.
Especially the most well-known will of the abyss plane, which can even have a huge impact on demon lords and even demon princes.
This is why almost all high-level demons are desperately digging for the secrets of the abyss, eager to gain more favor from the will of the abyss. "
There is no doubt that knowledge about the will of the planes is relatively scarce, whether in Faerun or in the world of the floating city.
The reason is very simple! It is too abstract, too complex, and too difficult to be explored and understood.
The outer planes, in particular, often have properties different from those of the material plane, and are spaces that can extend infinitely and never reach an end.
If knowledge such as advanced mathematics and high-energy physics, which are already very difficult to understand in the eyes of ordinary people, is set to difficulty one, then the difficulty of knowledge about the will of the plane is one hundred, one thousand, or even ten thousand.
As the first Tanar'ri demon created by the most powerful Lord of Obyris, the Queen of Chaos, and now one of the Three Giants of the Abyss, Demogorgon, who is dubbed the "Demon Prince", is ancient and powerful enough, right?
But even though he dug for the secrets of the ancient abyss in the palace of the saltwater swamp every day, he only mastered less than one-tenth of it.
As for the secrets held by other demon lords, they are not even one tenth of those held by Demogorgon.
Since there was a secondary six-armed snake demon lord imprisoned in his own wizard tower, and he had obtained a large amount of secrets about the abyss through day and night torture and interrogation, Zuo Si had a clearer and deeper understanding of the will of the plane than others.
Understand that this is a power that is above the gods, and it is also the embodiment of certain ultimate rules.
Whether they are mortals or gods, they can only obey and use the will of the plane, but cannot truly obtain or control it.
"Not bad! Your knowledge of planes is much better than I thought."
Asmodeus showed a satisfied expression on his face, and then continued to speak to himself: "The will of the planes, especially the will of the outer planes, is often a projection of spirit and faith, and without exception has a strong factional tendency.
This means that if an outer plane obtains a soul that perfectly meets its own standards in terms of spirit and will, the power it represents will expand on a large scale.
By the same token, this soul will also be favored by the will of the plane, thereby gaining greater power and authority than other souls entering that plane.
And you, my young friend, are the one that the plane of Hell has been waiting for and longing for.
Your behavior, thoughts, will, philosophy, and values are all perfectly in line with the plane of hell, and you are even more like a devil than most devils."
"So... your purpose is to invite me to join hell?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"Haha, it's not just as simple as an invitation or joining. I want you to be my deputy, the crown prince of Baator Hell, second only to the emperor. How about this? Isn't it a good proposal?"
There was a clear hint of seduction in Asmodeus' tone.
Zuo Si hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook his head and said, "Sorry. Although your proposal is quite tempting, I haven't lived long enough, and I'm not interested in letting my soul fall into hell and become a devil for the time being."
"Hahahaha! No, no, no, I think you seem to have misunderstood something."
Asmodeus couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and explained as he laughed: "I don't need you to die immediately, and then your soul will fall into hell and be transformed into a devil.
Instead, you hope to sign a contract to ensure that if you die accidentally anywhere and there is no means of resurrection, your soul will eventually return to hell, your true homeland.
What's more, what do you think a devil is? Is it just a change in external form like wings, horns, tail, red skin or scales? No! The real devil is never the appearance, but the heart, the thoughts, and the unwavering belief that everything you do is right.
In comparison, the justice and kindness advocated by those kind gods are nothing but weak and hypocritical.
In this regard, you have long been an absolute devil.
Especially when it comes to playing with people's hearts and human weaknesses, even lords at many levels need to learn from you.
A philosopher who fell into hell once said that true lawful evil is never simply about realizing ambitions or satisfying desires, but about awakening the hidden and dormant dark side of human hearts, turning them into devils unknowingly.
You have unparalleled talent, ability and skills in this area, but you are just unable to fully realize it for the time being.
But it doesn't matter, I believe that once you adapt to your new identity, the situation will change soon."
"Is this a compliment?" Zuo Si asked with a twitching mouth.
Asmodeus nodded without hesitation and responded, “Of course, my dear friend.
This is the highest level of praise that a devil can give to another devil.
Moreover, your joining will greatly strengthen the Hell plane, and even create at least one new level out of thin air.
Of course, according to the laws and rules of Hell, you will become the undisputed lord of the new dimension and gain absolute dominance."
"I need a moment to think about it."
This time, Zuo Si did not insist on refusing, but chose to procrastinate.
There is no other reason, it’s just that the Lord of the Nine Hells in front of him has given too much.
What's more, as Asmodeus said, this contract is just an insurance and will only take effect after actual death.
In addition, he also wanted to personally experience what the blessing of the plane's will was like.
Why after obtaining this kind of power, the Lords of the Abyss and the Lords of the Hell can confront the gods head-on in their own territories without being at a disadvantage?
"no problem!
In fact, this contract cannot be signed in the material world at all, but must be signed in the deepest level of hell - Nessus to take effect.
When you have made up your mind, activate this mark. I will hold a grand welcoming ceremony and complete this contract in front of all the lords and dukes, and fulfill the promise I made before.
In addition, this small mark has another function, which is to upgrade and downgrade any devil except the level lords and dukes.
If I remember correctly, you seem to have a little devil familiar, whose name should be Uthea.
Promote it to a Pit Fiend or a Burnt Offering Fiend.
After all, a little devil is not worthy of your current status."
After saying that, Asmodeus took out a round marker and gently placed it on the table.
Along with the mark, a soul gem that emitted a faint blue light was also taken out.
Just one second later, his entire body turned into a ball of dazzling fire and disappeared on the spot.
Zuo Si picked up the mark of the Lord of the Nine Hells and felt the energy contained in it. He quickly threw it into his bag, then crushed the soul gem and released Kels who was imprisoned inside.
As a result, as soon as this guy was freed, he immediately started crying and laughing like crazy, and kept expressing his gratitude.
As a mortal who possessed some arcane power, he was obviously very clear about the consequences of his soul falling into the hands of the devil, so he spent his days in captivity in fear every day.
They were afraid of being thrown directly into a torture chamber and subjected to repeated torture until their spirit and will completely collapsed and their souls were squeezed into the most primitive energy.
In consideration of their previous adventure together into the underground maze, Zuo Si used the Nine-Ring Divine Art [Complete Resurrection] to revive him, which most people may have never seen in their lives and could not afford the expensive cost.
When he realized that he had regained his body from the soul state, Kels immediately knelt down with a plop, his face full of shock and ecstasy, and said incoherently: "Thank... Thank you! Thank you so much! I swear, I will never forget this kindness. If you need me in the future, please let me know, even if it means going through fire and water. Because I owe you two lives!"
"Forget about the thanks. I hope you remember this lesson and control that thing in your crotch so that you don't get paralyzed when you see a beautiful woman again." Zuo Si patted the bard's shoulder and warned him.
"Please don't worry about this. I've been so scared that I haven't had any thoughts or ideas in this regard for a long time." Kels responded with a wry smile.
"Very good. If you have nothing else to do, please leave. I'm afraid it won't be convenient for you to participate in what I'm going to do next."
Zuo Si directly issued an order to expel the guests.
"clear!"
Kels glanced at the half-demonized Mrs. Hunt with a look full of fear and resentment, and without saying a word, he turned and jumped out of the window, slid down the water pipe extending from the roof, and escaped from this nightmarish place in two steps.
The bard had just climbed over the courtyard wall when Mrs. Hunter and the housekeeper, who had also been infected with the Purgatory bloodline, knelt down at the same time, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
Because they heard the conversation between Zuo Si and Asmodeus clearly, they were in a state of extreme shock at the moment and their brains were unable to even think.
The heir of hell? A mortal who is more devilish than the devil himself?
Can hell add at least one more level out of thin air? If these words did not come from the mouth of the Lord of the Nine Hells, I am afraid no one would believe them.
But what really frightened Mrs. Hunt and the housekeeper was that if they heard such content involving the core secrets of hell, would they really be able to survive? Would they be silenced immediately? Would their souls be imprisoned, tortured, or even completely destroyed after death? Looking at the two trembling women in front of him, Zuo Si couldn't help but slightly curl up his lips, pretending to be embarrassed, and muttered to himself in a tone full of evil humor: "What should I do with you now? You know, neither I nor Asmodeus want any third party to know the content of the conversation just now."
"Don't kill me! I swear on my soul that I will never tell anyone the secret I just heard."
"Yes! I heard nothing and saw nothing!"
Mrs. Hunter and the housekeeper immediately raised their heads and begged for mercy frantically like frightened rabbits.
Especially the former, who is accustomed to using beauty as a weapon, constantly shows off her graceful and infernal figure in various extremely seductive poses, and puts on a pitiful and moving look.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si had already seen through his dirty and evil nature. He grabbed his neck and slowly lifted him up from the ground, sneering and sarcastically saying, "It seems that you don't quite understand the rules of the devils' game.
Things like oaths are worthless in hell.
Any little devil can make dozens or even hundreds of oaths in a day.
Besides, why do you think Asmodeus didn't let you leave before the conversation even started?
Did he forget?
Or was it that the feared Lord of the Nine Hells, who is known to be the best at planning conspiracies in the entire multiverse, was negligent?
The answer is obviously no!
Asmodeus deliberately let you hear this, and then you can see how I will deal with it.
Even if I don't kill you, someone else or a demon will come and kill you after I leave."
"No! This is impossible! The great Lord of the Nine Hells has promised that as long as we follow his orders, he will fulfill our wishes." The housekeeper shouted excitedly.
Hearing this, Zuo Si couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! You are so naive and cute that you actually believed the words of a big devil.
Then I ask you, where is the contract you signed? Haven't you heard that to the devil, everything that is not written down is a lie and deception?
Even when it comes to the terms in the contract, it is necessary to repeatedly confirm whether the content is read horizontally or vertically, and which languages are used.
Generally speaking, a truly smart devil will spend at least a few hours checking each contract before signing it.
But what about you?
You didn't even sign a contract, and you thought you were already part of hell? No wonder Asmodeus abandoned you without hesitation.
After all, fools are not worthy of becoming devils!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si directly relied on the terrifying power of the ancient dragon to break Mrs. Hunter's neck and threw the warm corpse to the ground.
But if you think that's the end of it, you're wrong.
After about one or two seconds, when the soul emerged from the corpse, a powerful magical force captured the soul on the spot and imprisoned it in a small gem.
When the housekeeper saw this scene, she was immediately frightened out of her wits and a stream of yellow liquid flowed down between her legs.
Although her mind was full of thoughts of turning around and running away immediately, her body was completely out of control and she just knelt on the ground and shook violently.
“How disgusting!”
Zuo Si pinched his nose and took two steps back. He raised his wand and cast a killing curse on the housekeeper who was Mrs. Hannah's accomplice, and then captured and imprisoned her soul.
In the next ten minutes or so, he cleaned this extremely luxurious mansion from top to bottom until the scent of Asmodeus was completely wiped out.
As for those servants who were obviously in purgatory, it would be better to leave it to the Waterdeep City officials to figure out a solution.
In particular, the network of relationships that Mrs. Hunter has built privately, if not handled properly, is likely to cause severe political turmoil and plunge Waterdeep into chaos.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Zuo Si.
After finishing everything, he returned to his wizard tower with the white bear cub without even saying hello to Khelben and Leila.
To be exact, he didn't know how to explain the content of his conversation with Asmodeus to the two chosen people of the magic goddess, so he decided to hide for a while.
After returning to the Mage Tower, the first thing Zuo Sigan did was to cancel the summons of the little devil. After the card was reborn from the graveyard the next day, he used the mark given to him by the Lord of the Nine Hells to upgrade it to [Deep Hell Devil], which is the pinnacle that most ordinary devils can reach.
Further up are the devil dukes and level lords with independent forms.
When it was summoned again, it had become a behemoth with a height of more than four meters, a wingspan of six meters, and a weight of nearly half a ton.
Especially those eyes that were burning like embers, emitting a light that made people feel fear and trembling.
Without any hesitation!
The former little devil, now a hellish devil, immediately knelt down in the most humble manner and shouted in a flattering tone: "Great Master!
Supreme Master! This feels so good!
I knew you would have the same power as those great demons one day!
Please allow me to kiss your toes and offer you my most sincere gratitude and admiration.
You are my master, my faith, the stars and the sun that I follow all my life."
"Okay, get up now, and stop rubbing your poisonous, acidic, and fiery saliva on my boots."
Zuo Si kicked his magical pet with a look of disgust.
As the saying goes, it is easy to change the country but difficult to change one's nature.
Although after becoming a hell demon, the guy in front of him looks much stronger and more powerful.
But once he opened his mouth, his vulgar and fawning temperament was fully revealed.
Obviously, Usia needs some time to slowly adapt to the change in his identity.
You should know that with the substantial increase in the card level, it has almost all the abilities of the Hellfire and the LV17 Warlock level.
The long list of fifteen spells that can be cast at will is enough to give most high-level spellcasters a headache or even fear.
The foul damage that comes with the famous [Breath of Hell] can give a huge surprise to those who think they are immune to fire damage.
"As you wish, my dear master."
Usea hurriedly got up from the ground and habitually rubbed his hands like a fly.
"Here, take this with you. Don't reveal your true form unless necessary. I don't want to be found by the Masked Mages Guild and the Knights of the Burning Heart."
As he spoke, Zuo Si threw over a talisman that he had prepared in advance.
Without saying a word, Uthea took it and put it around his neck, activating the constant transformation magic on it.
In the blink of an eye, he turned from a terrifying devil over four meters tall into a middle-aged human male with short black hair, handsome face and elegant manners.
As the Pit Devil observed his appearance through the mirror, Zuo Si threw a large pile of magic equipment including rings, boots, clothes, etc., and ordered directly: "Put all of these on, then take the box at the door to meet with the six-member council. First tell them about the problem of the Lurkers, then give them the food in the box, and tell them that you can start a trade war with Sembia."
"You mean... let me be in charge of this matter?" Uthea's eyes lit up slightly.
Zuo Si shook his head slightly. "No, just let the merchants in Amn do it. Your task is to wear glasses and record the entire process of this trade war for me in detail. Whether it is the church of God, the local wizards and sorcerers, or the arrogant nobles and wealthy rulers, I want to know their reactions at different stages."
"Ah! I understand. You are deliberately using the Council of Six as a test subject to test the ability of various forces on the continent of Faerun to respond to the trade war.
If you succeed in the end, you can replicate this process and use the vast amount of food produced by the other world to destroy any country that dares to be your enemy at will.
They even deliberately create famine to encourage the people who can't survive to rise up and overthrow the existing regime.
Master, I admire your extremely profound evil thoughts and am moved to tears."
As he spoke, Uthea actually squeezed out a few tears from his eyes.
But he soon realized that he had flattered the horse a little too hard and it seemed that he had hit the horse's leg.
Zuo Si's right hand turned into an extremely huge dragon claw, which smashed into Usea's head at lightning speed, causing him to fly several meters backwards in an instant and hit the magic-reinforced wall hard, making a dull sound.
Before he could figure out what he had done to anger his master, he heard a chilling voice in his ears.
"Get out of here now!"
Usea, who had just climbed up from the ground, shuddered instantly. Without daring to stay for even a second, he immediately took all his things and ran away without a trace.
(End of this chapter)
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