The creator of conspiracies and schemes! The source of all conflicts in the world!
Lord of killing and death! The only true God in all of Toril and even the multiverse! You are our supreme black sun!
Under your guidance, we will surely defeat everything, conquer everything, and bring destruction to those false gods who deceive the world and steal their names."
Accompanied by an almost insane chant, a woman in a black robe and a skull mask slowly stood up from the altar, then turned around and shouted to her men who were also in extremely abnormal mental states, "Bring up all those believers of the false god!"
"As you wish!"
Under the command of a deputy, several warriors in heavy black armor quickly dragged dozens of captives wearing exclusive clothing of different churches from the back to the altar, and pressed their heads tightly to force them to bow to Xirik.
"Let me go, you damn psychopaths! I am a believer of the great Tempus! He is the most powerful god of war in the world! Not some false god! You are blaspheming!"
"That's right! We are all priests and priests of the true God! Is Dark Sun crazy? How dare he declare himself the only true God! Isn't he afraid of arousing the wrath and siege of the gods?"
"Evildoers! I curse you! Crazy Xirik will pay the price for this sooner or later! Justice will be served!"
"Lord of the Dawn! Please bring down divine punishment and kill all these damn bastards! Just like you destroyed Sammaster, the founder of the Dragon Cult!"
…
For a moment, those captives who were of priest rank were either cursing loudly or praying to the gods they served, hoping that God would send down thunder and lightning to kill all these mentally ill guys around them.
Although in this magical land of Faerun, anything no matter how outrageous can happen.
But the actions of Xirik and his followers, which were equivalent to directly declaring war on all gods, deeply stimulated everyone's most sensitive nerves.
Not to mention mortals, even the gods living in the outer planes were stunned.
I'm looking at this guy who, in the turbulent years, had just been elevated from a mortal to the pinnacle of powerful godhood by Io, the god above gods, and his series of hair-raising moves.
No god knows what Xirik wants to do! Because before he appeared, there had never been such a chaotic and capricious god in Faerun.
Even Rose, the spider goddess who gained the identities of both god and demon lord, maintained the overall unity of the dark elf race, at least on the surface.
They even portray all races on the surface world as evil enemies, creating an atmosphere in which they themselves are victims, and diverting internal conflicts through hatred towards the outside world.
But what about Xirik? He might give an order to his followers one second, but he might regret it the next, and then give another group of followers completely opposite orders, watching the two sides fight openly and secretly and kill each other.
It can be said that the degree of confusion in his thinking has surpassed that of most demons, making it impossible to predict what crazy move he might make next.
Therefore, the gods are currently observing silently and are not in a hurry to take any action.
But the silence of God gave these mortal believers of Xirik a certain illusion, that is, the prestige of the great Dark Sun successfully intimidated those false gods, making them dare not act rashly at all.
"Shut up these idiots!"
The woman in the lead, wearing a skull mask, let out a shrill roar.
At her command, the other believers immediately rushed forward and beat and kicked the poor captives, using the most primitive, purest and most physical way to prevent them from making even the slightest sound.
Then the woman took out a book from her arms. The book was 30 centimeters square, with a pitch-black cover and a grinning skull and a black sun symbol painted on the surface.
The back is a mess of distorted patterns and designs.
The woman wearing the skull mask opened the golden hinges and clasps carefully with extremely pious movements, revealing the dark red words inside that seemed to be written in blood to everyone.
The next second...
Everyone who saw these words began to tremble uncontrollably, and at the same time, a voice reciting the content began to echo in their brains.
The book itself also began to emit a strange green light that continuously shone in all directions.
At the beginning, the captives captured by the advance were still praying to their gods, trying to fight against the erosion of the evil force on their brains, minds and even souls.
But soon, the strong will resist gradually dissipated as the content of the book became more and more.
After a short while, their minds were completely tampered with, and they thought that what was said in the book was too reasonable. They followed other Xirik believers in loudly praising the great Dark Sun, hysterically throwing away the holy emblem and spitting on the god they originally believed in.
There is no doubt that this book radiating amazing divine power is the "Book of Cyric" compiled by the priesthood of lies.
Especially the pain and madness that flashed across the pages from time to time. Anyone who had studied necromancy could easily tell that the material of that thing was 100% human skin.
If nothing unexpected happens, it should have been stripped from the body of a scribe who failed and died in the process of making the artifact.
From the perspective of thoughts and behaviors, there is no essential difference between Cyric and the demon lords in the Abyss. He is even more evil and cruel.
When the whole ceremony was over, all the people present were no longer distinguishable from each other, and all became crazy and irrational believers of Dark Sun.
Judging from the huge number of people, the woman wearing a skull mask in the lead has successfully converted at least thousands of people with the "Sirik Sutra", and the number will increase as time goes by.
By the time we arrive at Zhentil Keep, we will be able to form a large army on the spot.
You should know that when Zuo Si just arrived in Faerun, Xirik's followers once tried to launch a "holy war" to kill or drive away all of Bane's followers.
However, through several collaborations with Manshoon, Zuo Si killed a large number of Cyric-believing members of the Zhentarim, which ultimately led to the two groups failing to break through the solid defenses of Zhentil Keep.
But after a few years, this time, Cyric's followers brought the artifact and planned to completely capture the city and convert all the people in the city who still believed in Bane, the god of tyranny, into fanatical followers of Dark Sun.
"It's a really horrifying sight."
After reading about the devastating impact that the "Xirik Sutra" could have on mortals, Zuo Si, who was standing in the air far away, could not help but exclaim in amazement.
Even though he himself was full of disgust and contempt for the Prince of Lies.
But we have to admit that Xirik has reached the pinnacle in his understanding and application of the priesthood of lies.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to create a magical artifact like this that can distort cognition by relying on lies.
The God of Knowledge Oghma nodded seriously, "Yes! I have to say that the arrogant and self-abased guy did create a terrible artifact.
If it is allowed to spread, the mortals of Faerun and even all of Toril will suffer.
The gods will also completely lose their believers and influence on the mortal world.
It seems just as you expected, the mad Dark Sun will soon arouse the dissatisfaction of all the gods, which will then develop into a siege against him.
To be honest, I'm really curious about what His Majesty Io, the God above Gods, was thinking, promoting such a scourge directly to a position of powerful divine power.
Had he not learned his lesson from the ambitious triumvirate of the dead, who had stolen the Tablet of Fate and caused the disaster of the Time of Troubles in order to gain power over the other gods?
Now this new god who has acquired all the priesthood and power of the three of them has gone even further."
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and responded with a smile: "The only thing to be thankful for is that Anri's self-righteous and capricious character makes it impossible for him to formulate a detailed and thorough plan, let alone implement it covertly.
If I were him, once I created such a powerful artifact, I would definitely not declare myself as the only true God in the world as loudly as I do now, and I would not give the artifact to believers to spread without restraint.
Just the opposite!
I will keep a low profile, first brainwash the ruling classes in various countries and cities, and then convert civilians in large numbers through covert means.
In order to maintain secrecy and conceal their true intentions, wars, civil unrest and conflicts had to be constantly initiated during this period to distract the gods.
When the power of the gods has been weakened to a certain extent and more than half of the world's population has been brainwashed by the artifacts, it will be time to launch the final battle.
Therefore, Dark Sun's strength has always been only superficial, and he does not have enough wisdom to control the power he suddenly gained."
“Haha, your vision is always so sharp, and you pointed out Dark Sun’s biggest weakness right away.
In fact, this is also a common flaw of most chaotic gods.
That is, it is difficult to maintain a plan for a long time without any fluctuations.
I'd like to know what you plan to do this time? Are you going to completely destroy Dark Sun and pull him down from the throne of God, or just weaken him to the point where he can no longer pose a threat? "
Ogma raised the issues that concerned him with great interest.
After all, his involvement in this matter can be said to be quite deep.
Whether it was the creation of the "True Biography of Cyric" to counter the "Scripture of Cyric", or the conspiracy with the God of Thieves Musk, they had actually stood on the opposite side of Cyric.
Zuo Si stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then said in a slightly playful tone, "I think the second option is better.
After all, no matter what, he is a god promoted by the God above Gods himself.
We must give His Majesty Aio enough respect.
And since Dark Sun's understanding of lies is so deep and unique, we will just keep this priesthood for him, and make it a weak or lower-level divine power.
As for other clergy positions, all of them will be stripped away without exception.
Among them, things like strife, hatred, tyranny, and fear will naturally belong to the dark lord after Bane is resurrected; the duties of death, the dead, loss, decay, dusk, autumn, and fatigue that originally belonged to Melkor will belong to the next qualified god of death;
The priesthood of death and murder that originally belonged to Baal will be handed over to his sons of God to fight for.
As for the remaining priesthoods of conspiracy, trickery, fraud, conflict and illusion, I think Mask, the god of thieves, Mara, the god of beasts, Hol, the god of vengeance, Auril, the goddess of winter, and the oldest goddess who governs the shadow plane should all be very interested.
I can take this opportunity to give these priesthoods to them in exchange for some benefits, and by the way, I can also divert some of the hatred of Dark Sun and let these evil gods entangle with each other.
If Dark Sun cannot help but take action first to take back what belongs to him, or if these gods take advantage of the former's weakness to kill him, then it is none of my business if the God of Gods blames me.
Especially the one who is closest and easiest to attack. It would be ideal if he angered His Majesty Io and was punished and sealed."
When saying this, Zuo Si's tone showed no respect at all for Xirik, the most powerful god in the kingdom, as if the other party was just a pig on the chopping block waiting to be slaughtered and cut up.
In addition, while dealing with Cyric, he did not forget to use the priesthood as bait to trap Shar, the goddess of the night, who had a grudge against him.
Even the God of Knowledge couldn't help but sigh in admiration at his insidiousness, saying that he was worthy of being chosen by Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell.
He was born to be a devil.
Before he has even dealt with Xirik, he's already started thinking about how to trick other gods.
What’s even more terrifying is that what Zuo Si used was not some shady conspiracy, but an open and aboveboard one.
Even if the gods mentioned above knew that there were traps, they would still jump in without hesitation because they were in line with their duties.
Thinking of this, Ogma's old face showed a hint of anticipation, and he said with a smile: "Since you have thought of all aspects, I have nothing to remind you.
But I suggest you take some time to read "The True Biography of Xirik" to prevent yourself from being accidentally affected by that evil artifact.
Also, you did a great job summoning such an interesting and worthy creature to the Abyss as the Eldrazi.
Some time ago, I descended into an incarnation and observed them from afar for a while, and found that there was a lot of knowledge and secrets to be discovered from them.
In addition, the unique metal environment, mechanical creations and sparkling oil of Mirrodin, as well as the large number of spells recorded in the book called "Power of the Mind", have greatly expanded my knowledge.
so……
I think it's time to give you something in return."
"Oh? Are you planning to give me a little surprise?" Zuo Si asked in a half-joking tone.
Since he is already quite familiar with the God of Knowledge and their three outlooks are similar, he has always liked to communicate with him.
"Hahahaha! No, no, no, this is not some little surprise I prepared."
Oghma laughed and tore through space, dragging out from an unknown place a translucent humanoid spirit that had not yet taken a fixed form.
Inside the spirit body, one can vaguely see countless silver spots sparkling with brilliant light, which is like a miniature starry sky.
"Divine creature?!"
Zuo Si widened his eyes and asked in an uncertain tone.
He obviously recognized that these spots of light were some kind of energy formed by the mixture of divine power and divinity, but he could not accurately tell their type and name.
The reason is simple! There are simply too many types of divine creatures, and the differences between them are so great that they are like two different species.
Even the gods themselves may not be able to tell the difference.
After all, they have many more tricks than ordinary people.
The best that mortals can do is to study the magic of transformation, especially the druids who transform and then mate with animals, and ultimately determine whether the offspring they give birth to are humans, animals, or half-beasts.
But what about gods? They can even make plants, insects, elements, inorganic matter, and some abstract things pregnant, and then give birth to a bunch of weird and messy things.
Ogma undoubtedly sensed the meaning of Zuo Si's expression, and immediately shook his head and explained, "It is indeed a divine creature, but it is not what you imagined.
Strictly speaking, it is the core that remains after the death of a powerful divine power.
One of my followers, while traveling in the astral plane, discovered a huge island in an unexplored area and found this fellow who was in the process of forming an independent consciousness and soul.
I believe you must have heard of the Seraphim, the highest-level messenger of the gods, right?"
Zuo Si nodded without hesitation: "Of course! He is the spokesperson of the gods, a powerful existence that is enough to make the demon lord and even the devil duke feel fear.
Their numbers are extremely rare.
As far as I know, there are only about twenty-four.
Currently known, there are two under the command of Corellon, the Lord of the Elf, one under Bahamut, the Platinum Dragon God, and one under Tyr, the God of Justice.
In addition, there are three others who eventually fell.
Among them, the act of Ebris leading tens of thousands of angels to join the devils in hell caused a huge sensation;
Afamerin also caused countless scholars, priests and priests to abandon the gods they worshipped and believe in some abstract things because he preached the questions asked by a devil before his death, which indirectly led to the birth of atheist priests.
Judging from the combat effectiveness and performance of some of the Seraphim Gods, they clearly possess extremely powerful strength, and can even be said to be comparable to gods to a certain extent."
“It’s not a comparison, to some extent, the Seraphim are a kind of god.
You can call them demigods or quasi-gods, but their forms of existence are relatively special.
Even the questions raised by some priests in their divine communication were actually answered by the Seraphim. "
Oghma corrected solemnly.
"So the Seraphim are another form of God?"
It was obviously the first time that Zuo Si heard this secret information, and his face was full of curiosity and exploration.
Ogma replied calmly: "You guessed it right.
Although many religious texts always claim that the Seraphim are a mixture of many kind souls and pure divine energy, they are also the greatest creations of the gods.
But in reality, this is not the case.
Books written by mortal believers confuse the concept that Seraphim are not created, but rather conceived from the bodies of gods after their death.
Their core strength comes from the remaining power and divinity of the gods in the astral realm, combined with the fusion of countless petitioners, and is the final result of their birth.
This is why they possess the ability to create things like gods, and can cast high-level arcane and divine spells in large quantities and without limit even if they do not believe in anything.
I suspect that the essence of the Seraphim is the side effect of the residual consciousness of the god wanting to escape from the astral realm after his death.
Of course, in reality, the Seraphim no longer have any connection with the corpse of the god that gave birth to them. Their consciousness, thoughts, and souls are completely independent. "
"I see! Then this Seraphim Servant that has not yet been fully conceived could be the reward you intend to give me?"
As he said this, Zuo Si's eyes lit up slightly, revealing his undisguised desire.
"Haha, yes, he is the gift I gave you.
If I remember correctly, you should have magical means to forge souls and create life, right?
In this way, you can have a Seraph Servant of your own.
Most importantly, you can set his gender, age, appearance and faction inclination at will in the process.
But if you think it's too troublesome, you can also throw it into hell to be corrupted, turning it into a devil that is comparable to a level lord and possesses powerful divine powers.
But I don't recommend you to do this.
Because that would be such a waste.”
After saying that, Oghma handed the Seraph Servant, who had not yet taken shape, to Zuo Si, and then acted as if he was ready to watch a good show.
He really wanted to know what kind of interesting life this young planeswalker could create by using those unprecedented magic and technologies.
"Thank you for your generous gift, great Lord of Knowledge. Don't worry, I have already thought of what to shape it into."
Zuo Si first placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly, then began to draw energy from the deep well of his soul.
In the blink of an eye, a large mass of spiritual essence formed by millions of souls emitted a dazzling silver light.
But that's not all! In order to make the Seraphim he created meet his expectations, he also continuously converted all the other four colors of mana at the disposal of the planeswalker into green and injected it into it, permanently changing the original sacred characteristics of the Seraphim, making it exude a huge vitality that cannot be described in words.
green!
The color of life! Representing the great nature! Immediately afterwards, the God of Knowledge Oghma saw the spark on Zuo Si's chest, which symbolized the planeswalker, begin to shine, and finally condensed into a hammer in his palm.
Along with the hammer appeared a piece of iron felt made entirely of energy.
The next second...
Boom! As Zuo Si raised his hammer and smashed it hard, the mixture of soul energy and green mana instantly burst out with countless green light spots.
One of them fell to the ground, and instantly a small sapling grew into a towering tree in less than two or three seconds.
"Oh--my goodness!"
Ogma was completely shocked by Zuo Si's generosity. He immediately raised his hand to create a barrier to completely cover the surroundings to prevent the green spots of light from splashing to other places.
Otherwise, the wasteland under your feet will soon turn into a primeval forest that takes tens of thousands of years to form.
With the continuous beating, you can clearly see the shape of a woman with a healthy body and full of primitive and wild beauty gradually being shaped.
More than ten hours later, when the last hammer fell, the process of tempering and forging a powerful soul was finally completed.
Zuo Si didn't hesitate for even a second and directly merged it with the Seraphim God Servant that had not yet been fully conceived.
Before the God of Knowledge could react to what was happening, the two quickly intertwined like liquid and could no longer be distinguished from each other.
Almost at the same time, the originally half-virtual spiritual body of the Seraphic Servant also grew internal organs, blood vessels, muscles and skin, until it turned into a beautiful woman with black hair and wearing armor made of unknown dark leaves and vines.
Her skin was fair and translucent, with delicate facial features and emerald green eyes. The three pairs of wings that should have been pure white were now colorful, as if they were made up of petals of blooming flowers.
On her head she wore a wreath of rainbow-colored flowers.
However, the most eye-catching thing is the magic sword in his hand, which shines with dazzling golden light in the middle but emits a green glow around it.
There is no doubt that this is the second two-color mana sword forged by Zuo Si himself.
According to the naming rules of the Planeswalker, the combination of white and green should be called [Sangzi Sword].
But the problem is that, like the previous [Burning Death Sword], the proportion of the two colors of mana is not even.
Green accounts for 70%, while white accounts for only 30%.
The former is forcefully infused, while the latter is the positive energy that the Seraph Servant possesses.
Therefore, Zuo Si thought that the name "Blade of Life" would be more appropriate.
After all, both white mana and green mana have abilities such as life and healing.
What's more, the Seraph God Servant he created is obviously a natural God Servant who strictly adheres to neutrality.
In addition to the two-color sword, the nature servant also carried a wooden compound bow on his back, but there was no quiver.
Because as another form of god, as long as the Seraph God is willing, he can create killing arrows filled with amazing positive energy out of thin air at any time.
It has a one-hit kill effect on most undead creatures.
Even liches, demiliches, and dracoliches are not immune.
However, it is still unknown what kind of magical effects the arrows this natural servant can create.
"Father..."
After a brief silence and self-examination, the nature god took the lead in bending down and bowing deeply to his creator, his eyes revealing infinite respect and admiration.
"From today on, your name will be Nimidona."
Zuo Si directly gave a name to this powerful life he created.
"Nimi Dona" is the goddess of the sacred forest in Celtic mythology. She is both the god of war and the god of nature. Her image is very appropriate to the natural god in front of us.
"Thank you for the name. From now on, I will be Nimidona, your personal servant and messenger."
The God of Nature gladly chose to accept it and looked quite happy.
Zuo Si took the opportunity to cast several detection spells, and with the unique vision of the Chosen One of the Magic Goddess, he quickly confirmed the special effects of several pieces of equipment on Nimidona.
In addition to the [Blade of Life], the compound bow on her back has an enchantment level of +5 and an additional strength enhancement value, which is equivalent to a secondary artifact.
The armor made of leaves and vines on his body is equivalent to +5 full body armor, and comes with natural protection.
Not to mention ordinary non-magical weapons, even low-level magic weapons can't cause even the slightest damage to it.
The wreath on the head not only has the physical protection ability of a +5 fully enclosed helmet, but also can provide an invisible deflection force field, and cast the [Level 9 Natural Ally Summoning Spell] three times a day when needed.
It can be said that in terms of equipment, Nimidona is much stronger than ordinary Seraphim.
As for ability, it has reached an astonishing level under the enhancement of massive green mana and soul energy.
The permanent abilities alone include [Dark Vision], [Alignment Protection], [Alignment Detection], [Trap Detection], [See Through Lies], [True Eyesight], [Speaking with Animals], [Wood Release], [Freedom of Movement], and [Wind Control].
And you can also cast [Aid], [Animate Objects], [Eternal Flame], [Dimension Anchor], [Advanced Dispel Magic], [Holy Light], [Imprisonment], [Invisibility], [Remove Curse], [Remove Disease], [Remove Fear], [Resist Energy Damage], [Seventh Level Monster Summoning], [Advanced Restoration], [Fatigue], [Talk with Dead], [Summon Lightning Storm], [Anti-Death Ward], [Stoneskin], [Wall of Thorns], [Healing], [Sunburst], [Group Healing of Moderate Damage], and [Advanced Teleport] at will.
You can also cast [Bladestorm], [Earthquake], [Implosion], [Mass Charm Monster], [Permanence], [Resurrection], [Wave of Exhaustion], [Regeneration], [Storm of Vengeance], [Summon Elemental Aggregate], [Sense Location], [Mass Healing of Critical Wounds], and [Advanced Spell Immunity] three times a day.
And once a day, [Law Command Blindness], [Law Command Death], [Law Command Awe], [Rainbow Jet], [Wish], [Summon Giant Thundercloud], [True Resurrection], [Gate to Another World], and [Astral Projection].
The effects of the above spell-like abilities are equivalent to those of a corresponding spellcaster at level 30.
Additionally, Nimidona can prepare daily spells as a 30th-level divine spellcaster.
However, her spell list covers both the priest and druid systems.
But this is just a magical ability.
In melee combat, Nimidona has mastered many warrior specialties, including Cleave, Deadly Shot, Dodge, Improved Initiative, Improved Sunder, Iron Will, Lightning Reflexes, Agile Movement, Power Attack, and many more.
Its six basic attributes are: Strength 35 points, Agility 27 points, Constitution 38 points, Intelligence 26 points, Perception 31 points, and Charisma 29 points.
In addition, there is also a wealth of knowledge on religion, history, nature, planes, spell identification, and survival in the wild.
He is proficient in reading and writing multiple languages, and has the ability to speak eloquently, which allows him to quickly master any language in a short period of time.
Its powerful shape-shifting ability allows it to change its form at will.
As a Servant of the Seraph, Nimidona is immune to both acid and cold energy damage, as well as petrification effects, and has a magic resistance of up to 40 points.
Its skin is tough enough to withstand the slashing and piercing effects of most non-magical swords.
Even if he is injured when facing a strong enemy, he can recover and regenerate quickly with the help of the divine power core.
Just as the God of Knowledge said, Seraphim is equivalent to another form of God, and its essence is a kind of "quasi-divine power".
Therefore, the strength is naturally all-round and powerful.
Especially after Zuo Si extracted huge energy to strengthen it, it surpassed the general Seraph God's servants and could even confront the Demon Lord, the Devil Duke and some incarnations of the gods head-on.
Looking at Nimidona so close, Oghma couldn't help but exclaimed: "Dear Soth, I can't believe that you have reached this point in the field of creating life with magic. Do you know what kind of Seraphim you have created?"
"Well, of course I know. In fact, I have already created a god in another world, so this is no longer a problem for me. It's just a matter of how much soul energy is consumed." Zuo Si shrugged and answered indifferently.
"Creating a god?"
Oghma raised his eyebrows in surprise, obviously not knowing anything about the Phoenix God.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Yes. But I don't plan to summon him to Faerun for the time being. Maybe after the Dark Sun incident is over, I will consider introducing him to you."
"I look forward to that day."
Ogma's eyes sparkled, and his tone was filled with strong anticipation.
"Me too. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll be leaving now."
After saying that, Zuo Si turned around and prepared to take Nimidona back to the Mage Tower for a thorough physical examination, and by the way, make some powerful magic equipment for her to wear.
But before the teleportation magic could be activated, the God of Knowledge called him from behind.
"Wait a minute! I'm just about to go visit an old friend. Are you interested in joining me? You know, he's also quite interested in you."
"Oh? Who is this old friend you are referring to?"
Zuo Si stopped and turned around with a curious look on his face.
After all, considering the antiquity of the God of Knowledge in Toril, the people or gods he calls "old friends" should be at least tens of thousands of years old, dating back to the emergence of the creator race, or even the older era of the bottom-dwelling demon fish.
"It's the ancient god of death, Jaeger. Of course, he is now only the servant of the god of death, the recorder of death."
Oghma calmly reported the name of his old friend.
moment!
Zuo Si's expression changed slightly, and he immediately raised the corner of his mouth and said without hesitation: "Of course I'm interested! Please take me with you!"
"Haha, I knew you would agree.
But it's better not to bring the Seraphic Servant with you.
Because the underworld is the kingdom of the dead, and the City of Judgment is home to many undead creatures.
If she appeared there, it would easily cause unnecessary unnecessary unrest.
What's more, don't forget that the current god of death is Dark Sun.
I would like this visit to remain as private as possible.”
After saying that, Ogma gave Zuo Si a look that said "you know what I mean."
"Nimi Donna, could you please go to my Mage Tower in Athkatra by yourself? Don't worry, I have already greeted the consciousness of the Mage Tower."
Zuo Si quickly made arrangements for the natural god servants.
The latter nodded without hesitation: "No problem. You can go with peace of mind, father. I can take care of myself."
As the last word came out of her mouth, she instantly activated the advanced teleportation technique and disappeared on the spot.
Thanks to the accurate coordinates and guidance provided by the Mage Tower Consciousness, there is no need to worry about any problems with the first transmission.
After watching Nimidona leave, Ogma grabbed Zuo Si's arm and tore through space to go to the underworld full of dead people.
Of course, the term "underworld" is mainly used by ignorant civilians.
True mages, scholars, and priests who possess religious knowledge usually call it the "Hazy Realm".
There are two commonly known characteristics of this plane.
One is to ban magic, which means suppressing all types of magic;
Another is that the soul can always remain in an absolutely stable state. No matter what kind of torture and abuse it suffers, or how much unspeakable pain it endures, it will never suffer from amnesia, mental confusion, or collapse.
In other words, this is a paradise for sadists and executioners who can torture souls endlessly.
What's even more interesting is that the location of the “Misty Realm” is very special.
It belongs neither to the outer plane nor to the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located, but is sandwiched between the two.
This is very similar to the Pantheon known as the "Pole Star Tent".
When a creature dies, his soul will naturally come here from the main material plane.
This process does not depend on the will of the creature's soul after death, but is pulled in by a rule-like force.
The messengers of God will take away the souls that carried the mark of their faith during their lifetime in the "Hidden Realm" and send them to live in the kingdom of God.
However, not every mortal has a clear belief.
Therefore, many times, mortals need to face the final choice here, which is to choose a god who is willing to accept them.
Among them, the god of suffering Ilmater encouraged his priests to give last prayers to all dying people. Therefore, any soul that no god is willing to accept after death and who has not done any evil deeds during his lifetime can claim to be his believer, so as to avoid becoming an unbeliever and being used to "paste the wall".
From this perspective, the God of Suffering has indeed done his best in saving others from suffering.
In addition, demons and devils from the lower planes can often be seen here.
The devil's task is to lure the souls of the dead to hell in a non-violent way according to the contents of the contract.
The demons are out-and-out robbers. Once they rush in, they will frantically capture souls and take them back to the bottomless abyss to slowly corrupt them until they are twisted and turned into disgusting worms.
It can be said that the souls of the dead have to go through several tribulations before arriving at the City of Judgment.
The only thing to be thankful for is that in order to enter and leave the "Misty Realm", one must go through the designated portal. Any other spells or even divine power are ineffective.
So no matter how many souls the demons have captured, as long as the army of the god of death can intercept them before they escape, all souls will be saved.
But the prerequisite is that the current Grim Reaper must be a responsible person.
But the problem is that as the current God of Death, Xirik is not qualified at all. He doesn't even live in the City of Judgment in the "Realm of Twilight". How can he send an army to stop the demons' plundering?
Far from stopping it, he himself often tossed the souls of other gods' followers to the Chaos Hound Kozef as snacks, just to hear the victim's desperate wail before death.
As for the demons...
Well, the devil has started fighting with the devils again here.
The latter's lawful nature, as well as the hatred accumulated in the previous bloody battle, made it impossible for them to sit idly by and watch the former unscrupulously snatch souls.
In other words, the order of the underworld today is actually maintained by the devil.
I have to say, this is really a very magical and strange thing.
No wonder the third generation of the God of Death, Kelemvor, gave the devils some privileges after he came to power...
(End of this chapter)
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