Because he clearly remembered that more than 24,000 years ago, hundreds of ancient elven high wizards gathered together, wanting to use the power of magic to create a glorious home that belonged exclusively to their own race.
As a result, the horrific magic ritual directly caused the earth's crust and continental plates to crack. The originally complete continent of Faerun was instantly shattered into pieces. Hundreds of cities were engulfed by earthquakes and tsunamis, and more than half of all lives were directly wiped off the map.
Later, the elves' home, Evermeet, was created at that time.
To be honest, Zuo Si really doubted how Io, the god above gods, and Shangtia, the mother goddess of the earth, could resist the urge to directly bring down divine punishment and crush to death all those pointy-eared people who dared to mess around in their territory.
You have to know that in the history of Faerun, there has never been any disaster comparable to the elves tearing the continent apart through magical rituals.
That was a true catastrophic disaster, and countless civilizations, races, and creatures disappeared out of thin air.
Then there was the Dragon Madness Mystery Lock, and several Crown Wars that caused serious consequences...
If you count carefully, the number of deaths caused by all other races in the entire continent of Faerun combined may not be as many as that caused by the elves alone.
However, Zuo Si didn't dare to gamble that if he accidentally exploded the [Shadow Energy Core] and caused the second earth tear, would the gods also pretend they saw nothing, just like they did to the elves.
After all, in the dawn era, the whole world was still in a wilderness.
The civilization of the creator race of the Thunder Age has perished. The dragons and giants are fighting for hegemony by all means and want to start their own era.
Not only are the gods very rare, but their power is also relatively weak.
In addition, there was a powerful pantheon behind the elves, so they finally escaped the punishment they deserved.
If the elves were to make another big move now, Zuo Si dared to guarantee that even Io, the god above gods, and Shangtia, the mother goddess of the earth, would not have to take action. The combined power of other gods alone would be enough to wipe out this group of pointy-eared elves and the gods behind them without leaving a single one alive.
As the new base was completed, he finally set his sights on the crack in the middle of the [Shadow Energy Core], stroking his chin and muttering softly: "How can I get this Saren monster out of it now? Should I use [Simulation] to create an avatar to go in and take a look, or should I try to inject some sparkling oil?"
Obviously, Zuo Si would never be as bold as the diary, daring enough to directly enter a core filled with chaotic and primitive magical energy.
That's really too dangerous.
Even though he was using a clone now, it wouldn't be a big deal if he was accidentally killed or seriously injured.
However, some of the weapons and equipment they carry are likely to be destroyed in the explosion.
Once these items made into treasure cards enter the cemetery, it will take at least ten days to half a month, and artifacts may even take half a year to be reborn.
Since he currently has no means to retrieve cards from the "graveyard", Zuo Si will not easily take risks with his equipment and various powerful props.
After repeated consideration, he finally decided to use [Simulation] to create a magical clone, and then let this clone bring some new sparkling oil into the interior of the rift.
If the opponent does not attack, sit down and talk. If he attacks, just wait to be infected by the oil.
Just do it!
For Zuo Si nowadays, casting the seventh-level illusion magic [Simulation] is as easy as eating and drinking.
The reason why he did not follow the example of Shane VII and create simulacrum clones when he had nothing to do, and build an army of high-level spellcasters composed of "himself" was mainly because he felt that his current arcane spellcasting level was not high enough.
The created simulacrum can only be used as cannon fodder at best, and is far less powerful and practical than the summoned creatures in the Planeswalker card.
Once his arcane spellcasting level is raised to the same level as Shane VII, or even higher, he will naturally create a large number of clones that can cast nine-ring or even legendary magic as backup.
Having successfully created an avatar with half of his own strength except for the planeswalker, Zuo Si immediately took out a test tube of fresh oil and poured it on the creature's head without saying a word.
In the blink of an eye, the shiny oil began to infect and absorb metal substances from the surrounding area for transformation.
After about half an hour, the clone was completely "perfected". Its right arm had completely turned into metal, and the right half of its face had become full of sci-fi feeling under the transformation of Shuoyou. One of its eyes was even replaced with a magic camera that flashed red light.
Two auxiliary robotic arms extended from the spine, constantly exploring the surroundings like tentacles. The chest was dug open and a powerful engine that worked by burning oil was added.
The body, which was originally made entirely of ice and snow, now had large areas of exposed bones and red muscles.
Most importantly, Shuoyou established a close connection between Zuo Si and the simulacrum, through which he could perceive everything around him.
After all, there is no mental connection between the avatar created by ordinary methods and the original body, and even giving orders must be done through language, gestures, eye contact, etc.
"Go ahead, enter that rift, and let's see what's going on with that crazy Saren monster."
Zuo Si gave direct orders to the avatar.
"As you wish..."
The clone placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then walked towards the [Shadow Energy Core], raised his hand and inserted one of his fingers into it.
The next second...
He was sucked in by a powerful suction force.
After experiencing a brief period of darkness, Zuo Si saw through the eyes of the simulation a ball of energy emitting black and purple light.
The shape of this thing is like the holy emblem of Shar, the goddess of night. The middle part is like a black hole, and the outside is covered by a purple outer ring.
Next to the energy ball, there was a Sarun monster with a dark body, magical luster, and three heads. The three heads spoke three completely different languages.
The crazy head spoke ancient Netherese, but because it was completely illogical and incoherent, even someone who was fluent in ancient Netherese would find it difficult to understand what he was saying.
The second head spoke as if it was chanting an aria, every word used was the Dark Word, and the tone was full of loss, sadness, and despair.
The third head seemed to be controlling the surrounding airflow and energy, constantly emitting strange humming sounds of varying pitches, a bit like the language of the wind element, but sounding a little different when listened carefully.
There is no doubt that the amazing energy emanating from this Sarun monster shows that it is quite difficult to deal with.
At least it is absolutely impossible to defeat a super creature that has absorbed magical power for thousands of years next to the [Shadow Energy Core] with just the current simulacrum.
After observing for a moment, the simulacrum quickly walked slowly towards the Sarun monster under Zuo Si's instructions.
The moment they came within a range of thirty meters, the three heads of the latter almost stopped all movements at the same time, each controlling the three small arms at the end of their own big arms, raising their palms and staring at the simulacrum with the eyes in their palms.
moment!
An invisible sense of oppression came over me.
The third head in particular was obviously trying to extract magical energy from the simulacrum. In just a few seconds, two third-level spell slots disappeared out of thin air.
Hmm? What on earth is this Saren monster?
It can actually absorb magic and life energy! Just like their mortal enemy, the Felin Magic Sunflower.
Feeling that the power of the simulation was dissipating at an extremely fast speed, Zuo Si, who was already confused, became even more confused.
Fortunately, the Saren spirits in front of him did not attack, and the head in the middle took the initiative to ask: "Foolish mortal! Are you here to explore the dark prophecy as well?"
"Dark prophecy? What is that?" the simulacrum asked back at Zuo Si's instruction.
“It is disaster, killing, destruction and annihilation.
Everything in this world is meaningless.
Whether it was the ancient creator race, the once glorious elves, or the Netheril and Imaskar created by humans, they ultimately could not escape the fate of extinction.
This crystal wall system will eventually return to the darkness and tranquility of the beginning of creation! Only by serving and believing in the great goddess of night, Shar, can all mortals enter the kingdom of eternal night and receive shelter after the demise of all things.
Praise darkness and nothingness! Because this is the essence and ultimate form of all things in the universe! The sun and light are nothing but false and fragile things!
Come, embrace the darkness and offer your loyalty and faith to the great Shar!
And I will guide you on the path of salvation..."
The head in the middle is like a fanatic follower of the goddess of night, constantly trying to change the thinking and consciousness of the simulacrum and transform it into a servant of Shar.
In the process, he also repeatedly mentioned some prophecies about the distant future, giving people the feeling that he was a cult leader who specialized in brainwashing people.
But through two detection spells, Zuo Si was surprised to find that this guy actually had a divine spell casting level as high as LV25.
Among them, LV21 is the priest level, and in addition there is some exclusive legendary advanced profession at LV4.
The latter is suspected to be a reward bestowed by the Goddess of Night on the most devout believers, but it is not yet known what additional abilities it possesses.
"Shut up, idiot! Stop promoting your ridiculous goddess! It was because of her stupidity and arrogance that the floating city finally fell from its height, and it also led to the terrible result we are in now."
The first head grinned and sneered mercilessly, then raised his hand and released a disintegration spell, trying to kill the second head.
This guy's tone and actions are so crazy, he looks like a lunatic, without any rationality at all.
But the third head used its magic-absorbing ability to drain the energy and destroy the magic. It warned in a low, hoarse voice: "Watch your behavior! Agatha! Don't forget the agreement we reached! If you attack without reason again, I will join forces with Kemoler to suppress you."
"roll!
This is my body!
I can do whatever I want! One day, I will tear you and him into pieces, the damned Felin Moku.
If it hadn't been disturbed, I would have stabilized the floating city long ago, instead of watching it fall from the sky and become a ruin."
The head called Agatha opened its mouth and roared.
This guy looks so crazy and violent.
More importantly, along with his mental fluctuations, the energy ball inside the [Shadow Energy Core] began to become extremely unstable, constantly expanding, shrinking, and expanding violently, as if it could explode at any time.
"Kemoller! This guy is going crazy again! Hurry up, or we'll all be doomed."
The third head, called the Felin Demonic Sunflower, uttered nervous and impatient curses.
Almost at the same time, he began to use his abilities to continuously absorb energy, trying to stabilize the [Shadow Energy Core].
But the head in the middle named Kemoler, when faced with this devastating threat, not only did not choose to help, but instead let out unbridled laughter.
"Hahahaha! It's over? Everything in this world will eventually return to darkness and nothingness! The death of the body is insignificant. Our spirits and souls will surely return to the great goddess of the night, Shar."
“Ahhhh! I’ve had enough of you two insane bastards! In that case, let’s die together!”
The Felin Demon Sunflower was obviously enraged. Not only did it stop absorbing the energy released from the core, but it also released all the energy it had absorbed over the years.
In the blink of an eye, an identical small energy ball rose up next to the black core energy ball with a purple halo.
At this moment, Zuo Si realized that the Sarun monster in front of him was not suffering from schizophrenia as described in the diary.
Instead, due to some unknown reasons, three souls were imprisoned in one body.
The first head named Agatha is obviously the owner of the body, the second legendary priest named Kemoler is a fanatical follower of Shar, and the third one is a powerful Felin Magic Sunflower.
The latter is a high-level magical creature very similar to the Saren monster, and is also the culprit for the collapse and destruction of several ancient civilizations.
The largest desert on the continent of Faerun, Anauroch, was gradually becoming a desert due to their crazy and unrestrained absorption of magic and life energy. The core area of the former Netherese Empire was gradually becoming a desert.
Its area is so large that it is three times the size of the second largest desert and more as a result of a fierce battle between the artificers of the Imaskar Empire and the Muhammad pantheon that came from across the plane.
It was also the rampant spread of the Phailin that led Karsus, the peerless genius and the youngest great arcanist, to a path of no return.
It is not difficult to judge from the conversation between the three heads that they are most likely enemies of each other.
Just when Zuo Si thought that the [Shadow Energy Core] was about to be detonated and was about to throw it into the dark void, he suddenly discovered that the three guys stopped at the same time.
They were fighting fiercely one second, and the next second they were pointing their spearheads at the simulacrum.
There was no language, body language or eye contact.
This strange Sarun monster rushed straight up.
Among them, Agatha cast a powerful arcane magic, Kemoler quickly completed a nine-ring magic spell, and Felin Magic Sunflower activated his innate magic-absorbing ability, trying to suck the invader in front of him dry.
Although they both wanted to kill each other and become the sole master of the body, they cooperated closely in battle.
As the saying goes, the people who know you best are often not your relatives and friends, but your enemies.
Looking at the aggressive Sarun monster, the simulacrum, under the instruction of Zuo Si, did not even make any evasive action, nor did it activate the protective magic of the accidental chain. It just let the opponent rush up and blow half of its body to pieces.
The latter was obviously also very surprised by the reaction of the simulacrum, and the three heads showed surprised expressions.
But the next second, they saw a strange smile appearing on the simulacrum's face and shiny oil gushing out of its body.
Crash!
The originally dark and shiny skin of the Sarun monster was completely engulfed by the shiny oil.
The different consciousnesses and souls in his three heads didn't even react to what was happening before the infection had already begun.
Since this creature is made of pure magical energy and weighs nearly one and a half tons, it is naturally easier to transform and transform.
In just a few seconds, the oil had penetrated into the body and became one with it.
Not only that!
The metal and organic parts in the simulacrum's body were also quickly disassembled and replaced with another form that appeared on the body of the Saren monster.
“What the hell is this?!”
As the only one with normal consciousness among the three, Felin Mokui immediately screamed in fear.
Because he could already feel that the horrible black grease was corroding the nervous system of his head and arms that he controlled, and no matter what he did, he could not expel it.
"These oils are alive? They are trying to take over and control us!"
There was strong shock and disbelief in Kemoller's tone.
“Spirit! We need to unite immediately and transform ourselves into spirits. Only in this way can we get rid of this damn black oil!”
Agatha also roared angrily.
Just as the three heads were about to put aside their fight and cast a spell together, the simulacrum, which had been destroyed to the point of only having one breath left, suddenly spoke meaningfully, "Don't waste your energy! From the moment you attacked me, everything was too late.
The infectious ability of the oil is beyond your imagination.
If you want to save your soul, then leave the [Shadow Energy Core] immediately. The master is waiting for you outside.
Otherwise, when the oil enters your brain, it means complete death, the complete annihilation of your mind, body, and soul."
As the last sentence came out of its mouth, the simulacrum finally endured damage beyond its own limit, and the whole person turned into a pool of snow and water and disappeared without a trace.
The mechanical bodies and organic matter that fell off his body were all swallowed up and decomposed by the sparkling oil.
After a short while, the Sarron monster's originally python-like lower body had been forcibly transformed into the lower body of a centaur, and the large pieces of metal and organic structure made it look both majestic and domineering.
Unfortunately, the modified lower body is not controlled by any of the three heads.
"No! I can't cast spells anymore!"
"Damn it! Me too!"
"That black oil is invading and controlling the body's nervous system!"
"What should we do? We'll all die if we continue like this!"
"Get out of here! Get out now!"
"No! I can't go out! What if there's more of this black grease outside?"
"Shut up! If you don't go out and hide inside, the end result won't be any different."
"I agree with Kemmerer. No matter what that guy outside wants to do, at least there's a chance for negotiation."
…
After a fierce battle, the three consciousnesses of the Saren monster finally reached a consensus and squeezed out from the crack in the middle of the [Shadow Energy Core].
In the blink of an eye, he was like a shadow in the darkness, and he drilled out from another hole by distorting the space to form a hexagonal, translucent "Sub-Space Magic Window" emitting purple light.
“It is a great honor to meet you, the great arcanist of the Netheril era, Agatha, the dark prophet of the goddess of night, Shar Kemerle, and the leader of the Phelim Magic Kwai, Varis.
I never thought that you, who were originally presumed dead, would be alive in such an unexpected way.
Moreover, it has been hidden in the cracks of the [Shadow Energy Core] for thousands of years.
If you don't mind, could you tell me what happened when the floating city of Seinide fell?"
Ever since he learned the names of the three heads, he had used prophecy magic and wishing magic to obtain a lot of relevant information.
Among them, Agatha was the supreme leader of the floating city of Cenid during the Netheril period.
Although his strength is far inferior to that of the great arcanists who have left a mark in history, such as the demigod Iorum, the undead Ovo, the wizard king Larloch, and the peerless magical genius Karsus, he is at least stronger than the supreme lord of the City of Ghosts - Telramant Tanshuur.
To be precise, when the magic network went out of control and countless floating cities fell from the sky and crashed to the ground, Telramant Tanshul was just a "young and promising" junior in Agatha's eyes.
Shar-Kmerer was the chosen one of Shar, the goddess of the night, in the Netheril era.
Before Karsus cast the unprecedented twelve-ring spell, he accurately predicted the occurrence of the disaster and actively traveled between different floating cities, persuading the rulers to follow the example of Telramant Tanshul, throw themselves into the arms of the Goddess of Night and the Shadow Magic Net, and transfer their floating cities to the shadow plane to avoid the impending catastrophe. Therefore, he was given the title of "Dark Prophet".
Unfortunately, most of the great arcanists at the time were typical atheists who believed that God was just a more powerful arcanist.
All they think about is how to obtain more powerful magical power to replace it. How could they possibly believe in God?
Only slaves and civilians at the bottom of society would worship gods in order to seek psychological and spiritual comfort.
The last one, Varis, was one of the leaders who created the several phaerimms in the Great Desert of Anauroch.
When the magic net went out of control and the floating city of Senid fell to the ground, the tribe he led was right below.
This means that in the short few minutes from the beginning of the fall to the time it hit the ground, something incredible must have happened, which led to three guys with completely different purposes and camps being forced into the body of a Sarren monster.
Zuo Si was very curious about what secrets were hidden in this.
"Were you the one who created that simulation just now?" Agatha asked cautiously.
Because of the infection and interference of the sparkling oil, she had lost most of her spellcasting ability and could not even control the energy overflowing from the [Shadow Energy Core].
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, it's me. How is it? It feels good to be corroded by the oil, right?"
"What exactly do you want to do?" Charles Kemoller asked bluntly.
As a priest, his perception attribute was undoubtedly the highest among the three, so he could roughly predict how long it would take for the black grease to enter his brain. He knew that he didn't have much time left, so he had to make things short.
"First, tell me the story of what happened to you and the origin of the [Shadow Energy Core].
I believe you have already noticed the speed at which the oil spreads, so you only have half an hour.
After half an hour, when the oil enters your brain, you will be completely killed.
As for the souls, I would consider imprisoning them to make some powerful magical equipment, or using them to create a few powerful new species of devils.
Never doubt it, for it is easier for me to capture souls than to eat or drink."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si instantly transformed into the form of the Lord of Hell, and his two heterochromatic pupils revealed the power from the lawful evil plane.
moment!
The souls controlling the three heads of the Saren monster all showed intense fear at the same time.
They had never expected that they would be captured by a lord from the hell level.
Especially when it comes to playing with souls, the devil is an absolute master.
If one falls into the hands of these evil creatures from the lower planes, the result will most likely be torture ten thousand times more painful than death.
Finally, after a long silence, the frantic Archmage Agatha forced herself to calm down and spoke first, "The day before Karsus cast that spell, Kemoler came to lobby me for the third time to move the floating city of Senid to the shadow plane."
"Do you agree?" Zuo Si asked with interest.
Agatha shook her head without hesitation: "How could it be! Anyone who is not a fool knows that the shadow plane is the domain of the goddess of night, Shar.
This insidious and cunning goddess is not as generous and fair as the magical goddess.
Only a fool like Telramant Tanshul would choose to move his floating city there and become a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered at will.
I have my own plan! That is to transform myself into a Saren spirit that is infinitely close to the essence of chaotic magic.
This way, even if there is any problem with the magic network, I can use my own power to control the Mysera Core and keep it working stably. "
"I see!"
Zuo Si instantly realized that the soul and will of the great arcanist were the main body of the Saren spirit, and then continued to ask: "What happened next? Why did the two of them share a body with you?"
When this matter was mentioned, Agatha immediately became irritable and crazy, staring at Kemmerer and yelling, "It's all because of this damned despicable guy!
He actually deceived and recruited a group of traitorous arcanists who didn't know the truth behind my back!
While I was performing the magic ceremony, these people suddenly rushed into the core of the floating city, trying to seize control of the Core of Misera, and then pull the entire floating city into the shadow plane!
In order to stop them, I had to terminate the magic ritual that was halfway through and start protecting the safety of the Core of Mysera.
But this guy actually released a magical artifact, instantly connecting the Core of Misera to the Shadow Plane.
As a result, the shadow magic net collided violently with the normal magic net, and then Karsas' spell was activated, and the entire floating city suddenly lost control and began to fall.
As a last resort, I could only continue the transformation ritual, hoping to turn into a Saren monster when the floating city fell to avoid it crashing directly into the ground.
But Kemoler began to channel divine power, wanting the goddess of night, Shar, to take over the entire floating city through the shadow magic net and forcibly pull it into the shadow plane.
This directly caused the already out-of-control magic net to go out of control instantly, and I was unable to continue controlling the ritual.
The moment the floating city fell to the ground, a terrifying chaotic magic storm swept everything.
Most of the residents in the city were torn to pieces by the magical storm before they could even feel the destruction brought by the impact.
Also killed instantly were the leader of the Felin Devil Kui - Varis and his tribe.
The manic raw magical energy overflowing from the magic network, the negative energy from the shadow plane, and the soul energy generated by the death of a large number of lives, all finally gathered together to complete the magic ritual that I failed to complete.
The weird body of the Saren monster you see now was formed at that time.
Since the three of us had the strongest souls and withstood the baptism of that magical storm, we successfully survived.
But the price is that we have to share a body and fight with each other for years to come.
In addition, because life is closely linked to the [Shadow Energy Core], we cannot move too far away. Once we exceed two kilometers, our bodies and souls will dissipate together. "
"What's wrong with entering the Shadow Plane? Don't you know that of all the floating cities in Netheril, only the one in Telamante Tanshuar has survived to this day? If you had listened to me earlier, you wouldn't have ended up like this.
To put it bluntly, it was the arrogance and hubris of your great arcanists that ended the entire Netherese civilization."
Kemmerer calmly defended his sneak attack.
But Agatha didn't buy it, and immediately sneered contemptuously: "Humph! Can the floating city of Telramant Tanshul really be considered a continuation of Netheril?
No! It has long been a plaything in the hands of Shar, the goddess of night, a tool to achieve her evil purposes.
A true Netherese arcanist would not bow down to any god, nor would he allow the so-called gods to interfere in his internal affairs.
May you and your sinister and cunning goddess die!
I would rather see my floating city destroyed than allow it to be controlled by any god.
As for Telramant Tanshul and his city of gloom, they are nothing but cowards and evaders of duty, unworthy of the name of Netheril."
While saying this, the great arcanist did not try to hide his contempt for this junior.
Through his attitude, Zuo Si finally understood why when the City of Ghosts returned to the continent of Faerun and announced to the outside world that it would rebuild Netheril, almost all the remaining great arcanists not only did not stand up to help, but instead stood on the opposite side without exception.
Both Ovo and LaRocque were quite forthright in their hostile actions.
The latter even suppressed thousands of mages, warlocks, priests, and mage towers that stored amazing energy in the entire floating city with his own strength in a single battle.
It was this battle that led to the complete defeat of the City of Ghost in the war with the Kingdom of Cormyr, and ultimately to its demise.
It turns out that in the eyes of these true great arcanists, Telramant Tanshul, who bowed to Shar, had long been labeled with shameful labels such as "traitor", "traitor", and "God's running dog".
A true Netherese should be like the great arcanist, Kronomanthor, who would rather choose to be seriously injured and die than accept any divine treatment.
Because this is the spiritual core that makes Netheril strong and prosperous, and it is the most important and inviolable sacred foundation of the entire civilization.
"Asshole! How dare you insult the great goddess of the night? I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you now!"
Hearing someone insulting and blaspheming the god he believed in, Kemoler became extremely angry and immediately launched an attack.
Because they were unable to cast any divine or arcane spells under the influence of the oil, the two heads and three hands branching from the two thick arms of both sides soon began to wrestle with each other.
Zuo Si saw this and immediately smiled and reminded them, “If I were you, I wouldn't fight among myself at this time.
Especially you, Kemmerer.
You know what? I actually have some issues with Shar, the goddess of the night.
So I suggest you be honest and don't offend me. Otherwise..."
Having said that, Zuo Si paused for a moment, and suddenly raised his right hand to slightly interfere with the direction of the oil's spread.
moment!
A large amount of shiny oil flowed from the body of the Sarun monster to the head in the middle.
In just a few seconds, the shiny oil gushed out of Kemoler's mouth, swallowed up most of his head, and transformed it at an extremely fast speed.
The intense pain immediately caused the fanatic to struggle, roar, and wail.
When the infection stopped temporarily under Zuo Si's control, he immediately lay on the ground gasping for breath as if he was weak, and the eyes in the palms of his three hands revealed fear.
"Bah! You deserved it!"
Agatha spat at her mortal enemy, her tone full of gloating.
Compared to these two guys, Felin Devil Kui Varis seemed much more rational and calm. He raised his head and asked, "You already know the truth of the whole matter. What are you going to do with us now?"
"Hmm—let me think about it."
Zuo Si stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then pursed his lips and suggested: "If you don't mind, can I invite you to become my followers?"
"Follower? You want me to serve you and become your servant!"
Agatha's voice suddenly rose an octave.
As a great arcanist of the Netheril era, this guy obviously possessed extraordinary pride and self-esteem, otherwise he would not have chosen to die together with his enemies rather than bow to Shar and go to the Shadow Plane.
“No, no, no, not a servant, but a partner.
If I remember correctly, the great arcanists of your time were eager to explore the truth of the universe, right?
What if I could provide an endless supply of knowledge and research topics?"
As he spoke, Zuo Si opened the door of this secret stronghold and showed the other party the metal-filled Mirrodin time and space, as well as the five suns hanging in the sky representing mana of different attributes.
Agatha was instantly stunned by what she saw!
She realized almost instantly that this was not the familiar continent of Faerun, nor even the crystal wall system where the planet Toril was located.
"Where is this?!"
The Archmage asked in a slightly agitated tone.
"Mirrodin, a world made entirely of metal elements. How about it? Does it arouse your interest in research?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.
Agatha nodded immediately. "Of course! This world is so interesting. I am curious about how those strange creatures survive and reproduce in this world full of metal."
"If you are willing to become my follower, then I can not only let you stay in Mirrodin and engage in various research as you wish.
It can also take you to many other more incredible times and spaces.
To be precise, I can satisfy all your curiosity and pursuit of knowledge and truth.
Most importantly, I can help you extract the other two from this Saren monster's body, so that you can become the sole controller of the Shadow Energy Core."
When saying this, Zuo Si's tone revealed undisguised temptation.
For he knew that no great arcanist of Netheril could resist such temptation.
After all, as early as the period from the Golden Age to the Age of Discovery, the Netherese had already left their home planet and began to explore the universe where the Crystal Wall system was located, exploring other inner and outer planes.
So these guys' curiosity and thirst for knowledge are absolutely top-notch.
"make a deal!"
After hesitating for a long time, Agatha finally gave a positive answer.
She was really fed up with the torture of sharing a body with her enemy, otherwise she would not have become so hysterical and crazy.
Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction, and then asked Felin Mokui Varis: "What about you? Are you willing to be my follower?"
"Can you help me restore my original body?" Varis asked cautiously.
"Yes. But I don't want to do that. Instead, I plan to give you a brand new body, but retain all your abilities as a Phalanx. Of course, you are free to choose the race, gender, and appearance of your new body."
Zuo Si calmly expressed his thoughts.
There is no other reason, I just think that the appearance of creatures like the Felin Devil's Hollow is too abstract, too ugly, and too weird.
He would rather face a beholder or a mind flayer all day than have a phaerimm hanging around him.
But Varis didn't think so, and immediately questioned: "You want to completely cut off the connection between me and the tribe?"
"From the moment your soul was stuffed into this Saren monster's body, the connection between you and your tribe has been completely severed.
So now that things have come to this, what is there in the past that you still have to cherish?
Why not start over with a new identity? Don't forget that I am the one holding the initiative now, not you.
The only thing you can do is make a simple choice between death and survival.
That's not that difficult, right?
Now, tell me your answer..."
Zuo Si slowly raised his right hand, grabbed the head controlled by Kemoler, and directly guided the sparkling oil into the brain of this Shar fanatic.
The latter was completely swallowed up by the oil before he could even react.
His soul was even pulled out on the spot and stuffed into a gem that shone with black and purple light.
Faced with such a horrifying sight, Varis fully demonstrated his racial nature - selfishness, and agreed to become a follower without saying a word.
Of course, his plan was to pretend to surrender first, and then turn against them or escape when he had the chance.
Unfortunately, Flynn didn't know that this "follower" did not mean what it literally meant, but instead became a card that was 100% loyal to the Planeswalker.
In this way, Zuo Si easily lowered the two people's vigilance, first extracted Varis's soul, and stuffed it into the body of an elf created by magic.
Then activate the power of sparks to make the Archmage and the Flynn Magic Sunflower into a follower card respectively.
After the production was completed, it was discovered that Agatha actually had a total arcane spellcasting level of LV33, and Varis had a warlock spellcasting level of LV35.
Especially after fusing the former with the [Shadow Energy Core], its arcane spellcasting level directly rises to LV37, and it has almost unlimited casting ability.
Although the latter is slightly inferior in comparison, the magic and life absorbing abilities of the Felin Magic Sunflower are also quite formidable.
Any spellcaster fighting against it needs to be careful that the magic they are casting and their spare spell slots are not drained.
At the same time, the release of any spell by the Flynn Magic Hollow does not require language, action or casting materials, and it is almost instant from the start.
If combined with some metamagic techniques that enhance the power of spells, it can often give a huge surprise to those enemies who are not fully prepared in an instant.
(End of this chapter)
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