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.
赞美黑暗与虚无！ 因为这才是宇宙万物的本质和终极形态！ 太阳跟光明不过是虚伪脆弱之物！
来吧，来拥抱黑暗，向伟大的莎尔献上忠诚与信仰！
而我，将引导你走上救赎之路……”
中间的脑袋就如同一名夜之女神的狂信徒，不断尝试着改变拟像的思维和意识，将其转化成为莎尔的仆从。
在此过程中，他还反复提及了一些关于遥远未来的预言，给人的感觉就像是个专门给人洗脑的邪教头子。
但透过两个侦测法术，左思惊讶的发现这家伙居然拥有高达LV25的神术施法等级。
其中LV21是牧师等级，除此之外还有LV4的某种专属传奇进阶职业。
后者疑似是夜之女神赐予最虔诚信徒的奖励，但具体有什么额外能力暂时还不得而知。
“闭嘴吧！蠢货！别在宣扬你那可笑的女神了！正是由于她的愚蠢和傲慢，浮空城最终才从高处坠落，而且还导致了我们现在这种糟糕的结果。”
第一个脑袋咧开嘴发出毫不留情的嘲笑，同时抬起手便释放了一个解离术，想要干掉第二个脑袋。
这家伙的语气和动作是如此的癫狂，看上去就如同一个疯子，丝毫没有半点理智可言。
但第三个脑袋却通过吸魔能力，直接抽干能量破坏了这个魔法，用一种低沉嘶哑的声音警告道：“注意伱的行为！阿加莎！别忘了我们之间达成的协议！如果你再无缘无故的主动攻击，那么我就会跟克莫勒联手压制你。”
“滚！
这是我的身体！
我想干什么就干什么！ 总有一天，我要把你这该死的费林魔葵连带他一起碎尸万段。
如果不是受到干扰，我早就已经把浮空城稳定住了，而不是眼睁睁看着其从天空坠落变成一片废墟。”
被称之为阿加莎的脑袋张开大嘴厉声咆哮。
这家伙看起来是如此的疯狂且暴躁。
更重要的是，伴随着他的精神波动，【暗影能核】内部的能量团开始变得极不稳定，不停的剧烈放大、缩小、放大，仿佛随时都有可能炸裂开。
“克莫勒！这家伙又开始发疯了！快动手，不然我们都得完蛋。”
第三个被称之为费林魔葵的脑袋发出紧张而又急躁的咒骂声。
几乎与此同时，他开始使用自己的能力不断汲取能量，试图稳定住【暗影能核】。
可中间那个叫做克莫勒的脑袋在面对这种毁灭性威胁的时候，非但没有选择帮忙，反而发出肆无忌惮的狂笑。
“哈哈哈哈！完蛋？这个世界万事万物最终都将回归黑暗与虚无！肉体的死亡是微不足道的，我们的精神与灵魂必将归于伟大的夜之女神莎尔。”
“啊啊啊啊！我受够了你们这两个神经不正常的混蛋！既然如此，那就一起死吧！”
费林魔葵显然被激怒了，不仅不再汲取从核心释放出来的能量，反而把自己这些年来汲取的能量一股脑释放出去。
眨眼功夫，在黑色带有紫色光环的核心能量团旁边就又升起了个一模一样的小号能量团。
此时此刻，左思这才意识到原来眼前这个撒伦精怪并不是像日记本描述的那样，产生了精神分裂之类的症状。
而是由于某些不知名的原因，导致了三个灵魂被囚禁在一具身体里。
其中叫做阿加莎的第一个脑袋明显是身体的主人，而第二个叫做克莫勒的传奇牧师则是莎尔的狂信徒，第三个则是一名强大的费林魔葵。
后者是一种跟撒伦精怪十分相似的高魔生物，同时也是好几个上古文明崩溃灭亡的元凶。
费伦大陆上最大的沙漠——埃诺奥克，就是由于他们疯狂且毫无节制的汲取魔力和生命能量，导致了原耐色瑞尔帝国统治核心区域逐渐荒漠化。
其面积之大，是伊玛斯卡帝国奇械师们与跨越位面而来的穆罕瑞德神系爆发激战，最终造成第二大沙漠的三倍还有富裕。
同样也是费林魔葵的泛滥，让绝世天才兼最年轻大奥术师的卡尔萨斯走上了一条不归路。
通过三个脑袋之间的对话不难判断出，他们极有可能是互为敌人的关系。
就在左思认为【暗影能核】即将被引爆，打算将其丢进黑暗虚空的时候，突然发现这三个家伙不约而同停了下来。
上一秒还在激烈对抗的他们，下一秒就把矛头指向了拟像。
没有任何语言、肢体动作和眼神的交流。
这个诡异的撒伦精怪便径直冲了上来。
其中阿加莎施展了一个强力的奥术魔法，克莫勒快速完成了一个九环神术，费林魔葵则发动与生俱来的吸魔能力，试图把眼前这个入侵者吸干。
尽管他们都恨不能弄死对方成为身体唯一的主宰，但在战斗中配合起来却亲密无间。
正应了那句话，最了解你的往往不是亲人和朋友，而是你的敌人。
看着来势汹汹的撒伦精怪，拟像在左思的授意下甚至没有做出任何闪避动作，更没有激活意外术连锁的防护魔法，就这样任由对方冲上来，把自己半个身体轰碎。
后者显然也非常惊讶拟像的反应，三个脑袋纷纷露出意外的表情。
但下一秒，他们就看到了拟像脸上浮现出的异样笑容，以及从身体里喷涌而出的烁油。
哗啦！
撒伦精怪身上那原本黝黑发亮的皮肤彻底被烁油所吞没。
他三个脑袋里的不同意识和灵魂甚至都没反应过来发生了什么，侵染就已经开始了。
由于这个生物是由纯粹魔法能量构成的，其体重更是接近一吨半，所以天生就更容易被转化和改造。
才短短几秒钟的功夫，烁油就已经渗入体内与之融为一体。
不仅如此！
拟像身体里所携带的金属和有机部分也迅速被拆解，换成另外一种形态出现在撒伦精怪的身上。
“这……这是什么鬼东西？！”
身为三个意识中唯一精神正常的费林魔葵立刻惶恐的尖叫起来。
因为他已经能够感觉到，那些黑色的恐怖油脂已经在侵蚀自己控制的头颅和手臂神经系统，无论自己怎么做都无法将其驱逐出去。
“这些油居然是活的、有生命？它们在尝试和取代控制我们！”
克莫勒语气中带着强烈的震惊和难以置信。
“灵体！我们需要立刻马上联合起来把自己转化成灵体，只有如此才能摆脱这些该死的黑油！”
阿加莎也跟着怒不可遏的厉声咆哮。
正当三个脑袋准备暂时放下彼此的争斗一起施法的时候，已经被破坏到只剩下一口气的拟像突然意味深长的开口说道：“别白费力气了！ 从你们对我发起进攻的那一刻开始，一切就都晚了。
烁油的侵染能力是你们所无法想象的。
如果想要保住自己的灵魂，那么现在就立刻离开【暗影能核】，主人正在外面等着你们呢。
否则当烁油进入到你们大脑的那一刻，就意味着彻底的死亡，从精神到肉体乃至灵魂的彻底湮灭。”
伴随着最后这句话脱口而出，拟像终于承受了超越自身上限的伤害，整个人化作一滩雪水消失得无影无踪。
而从他身体上脱落下来的机械体和有机物则全部被烁油吞噬、分解。
没过一会儿功夫，撒伦精怪原本像巨蟒一样的蛇形下半身就已经被强行改造成了半人马下身的样子，而且大片的金属与有机体的构造使其看起来既威武又霸气。
只可惜，经过改造的下半身根本不受三个脑袋任何一个的控制。
“不好！我已经没办法施法了！”
“该死！我也是！”
“那些黑色的油正在入侵和控制身体的神经系统！”
“怎么办？照这个样子下去我们都会死！”
“离开这里！马上出去！”
“不！不能出去！一旦外面还有更多这种黑色的油脂怎么办？”
“闭嘴！如果不出去躲在里边，最终结果也不会有什么不同。”
“我赞同克莫勒的观点。不管外面的那个家伙想要干什么，出去至少还有谈判的机会。”
……
伴随着一阵激烈，撒伦精怪的三个意识终于达成了一致，从【暗影能核】中间的裂隙挤了出来。
眨眼功夫，他就如同黑暗中的影子一样，通过扭曲空间形成六角形散发紫色光芒的半透明“亚空魔窗”从另外一个口子钻了出来。
“非常荣幸能够见到你们，耐色瑞尔时代的大奥术师——阿加莎，还有夜之女神的黑暗预言家——沙尔·克莫勒，以及费林魔葵的首领——瓦瑞斯。
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 you 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)