Even the priests who still maintained a firm belief in Bane, the god of tyranny, were shaking slightly uncontrollably.
Although they tried their best to resist the pressure from the hostile gods, it was of no avail due to the huge gap between humans and gods.
As for those mages and warlocks who were used to being selfish, they all ran away at the first opportunity.
To confront head-on a crazy god like Cyric who is obviously mentally ill?
What a joke! They don't want to die for no reason! Many of the guys who originally vowed to live and die with the Bane Church have long disappeared without a trace.
There is no doubt that in front of true gods, mortals are as humble and fragile as ants.
The former only needs a thought to wipe out all life within a radius of dozens or even hundreds of kilometers!
This absolute gap in power level cannot be made up by any legendary magic or one or two artifacts.
Even Manshoon, the Lord of Zhentil Keep and the supreme leader of the Zhentarim, is now hiding in his own wizard tower and dares not show up. At the same time, he has infinite admiration for Sammaster, the founder of the Cult of the Dragon.
Because he totally didn't understand how this crazy guy had the courage to take the initiative to attack Losander, the Lord of Dawn who possessed powerful divine power, and even successfully hurt the other party with the remaining silver fire.
Although Manshoon knew that in theory gods would not actively attack or even kill a mortal.
Even if this mortal speaks rudely, or debates with him or even insults him.
Unless mortals attack gods first, gods will have an excuse to retaliate.
Because taking action first means that the god is not confident in the doctrines and philosophies he preaches, which is equivalent to admitting that he cannot refute the other party in the debate, so he becomes angry and chooses to use violence to save face.
Look at how Lathander descended to battle and incarnated to destroy Sammaster and the undead army he controlled, and how he was laughed at by the mortals of the main material world for many years, even though the gods of the lawful good camp responded with strong contempt and disdain.
What's more, it was not him who took the first move, but the dragon lich mount under Sammaster's crotch that spewed out a breath of flames first.
Generally speaking, if a god wants to kill off an unpleasant individual, the best way to do it is to have his worshippers and followers do it, with a little help from him.
Some evil gods also use demons or devils as thugs.
After all, this is the unspoken rule of the battles between gods.
Otherwise, with the terrifying power they possess, if they were to personally go out and slaughter the believers of the gods of the enemy camp every day, there would probably be no living people on the continent of Faerun in a few days.
The entire continent and even the planet beneath our feet will collapse and fall apart.
Likewise, the Earth Mother Goddess Changtiya and the God Above Gods Io would certainly not allow this to happen.
Therefore, when facing the incarnation of God, as long as you don't do anything suicidal, you don't have to worry too much about your life being threatened.
Even the most evil god would not attack a mortal when he descends to incarnate, as that would make him appear to be very uncultured and unclassy.
But now…
No one dared to bet whether Anri, with his current mental state, could remain rational and abide by these most basic rules.
"Fuzol Chamberlain!"
The incarnation of Cyric calls out the name of Bane the Chosen, the god of tyranny.
As an extremely petty and vengeful god, he would never forget how the "Tyrant of the Moon Sea" righteously rejected his recruitment in public, and how he organized forces in Zhentil Castle to resist the infiltration and holy war initiated by his followers.
It can be said that if there was no Fuzor Chamberlain, the city would not have been able to survive until now relying on the strength of Manson alone.
Now, the Prince of Lies will use the powerful and evil "Book of Cyric" to turn this most stubborn of followers into a fanatical believer, in order to prove his supreme position as the only true God of Toril.
It has to be said that his desire for performance and revenge, which cannot be described in words, is simply the face of a villain who has succeeded.
You should know that although Zuo Si himself also had a strong desire for revenge, he only focused on the result of revenge rather than the process.
But Xirik is just the opposite. He not only wants the results but also wants to show the whole process to everyone.
The description of Oghma, the god of knowledge, as "inferior yet arrogant" couldn't be more apt.
There is no doubt that at this time, Fuzor Chamberlain, as the spiritual leader of Zhentil Keep, certainly cannot hide like Manshoon.
Otherwise, people’s faith in Bane would collapse completely in an instant.
So he appeared directly on the city gate without any hesitation, releasing the divine power bestowed by the God of Tyranny in his body, holding high the artifact [Scepter of the Eye of the Tyrant] in his hand that had also been blessed by Bane, and responded loudly: "Lord of Lies! I am here! Together with all the believers of the great dark lord! We will never surrender to you!"
"Hahahaha! That's right! That's it! Remember the way you reject me now! It won't be long before you and those followers of Bane behind you all fall at my feet."
Accompanied by a psychotic laugh and crazy talk, Xirik suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Bang! After a crisp sound, a huge platform suddenly rose from the ground and appeared outside Zhentil Castle like a pyramid.
It's very high!
The highest point is at least fifty meters from the ground, far exceeding the ten-meter-high city wall, the fifteen-meter-high city tower and even the twenty-meter-high arrow tower.
A woman wearing a skull mask walked up quickly, prostrated herself on the ground and kissed the upper of Xirik's shoes, her face full of fanatical admiration, and she held the black sacred book tightly in her arms.
"Supreme Lord! Your humble servant awaits your orders."
"Go! Go to the highest place and show these ignorant fools my greatness! Tell them that I am the only true God in my kingdom and even in the entire universe!"
Xirik gave the order directly.
"As you wish!"
The woman wearing the skull mask climbed up the stairs to the tower step by step without saying a word, spread out the "Book of Cyric" on the bookshelf, and showed the words that seemed to be written in blood to all the soldiers on the wall of Zhentil Castle.
Especially to ensure that Bane's voter, Fuzzol Chamberlain, can see it clearly.
Then she began to read the contents aloud in a hysterical voice.
In the blink of an eye, dazzling green light burst out from the pages of the book, covering the entire city.
"Using the power of lies to forcibly convert the beliefs of everyone in a city?!"
Wilmes opened his eyes wide, completely shocked by Xirik's crazy behavior.
She simply couldn't believe that there would be such an arrogant god in this world who dared to stand up and openly challenge the unspoken rules and bottom line of the battle between gods.
Aren't you afraid of being attacked by a crowd? Seeing the interesting reaction of the Purgatory Red Dragon, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and asked, "Do you know what the highest realm of lies is?"
"What is it?"
Wilmes asked very cooperatively.
“It’s self-deception.
Simply put, it is to convince yourself that these lies are true.
Only in this way can others believe it.
So don't doubt the mental state of that madman in the distance.
He truly believes that he is the only true God in the kingdom and wants to eliminate all other false gods."
Zuo Si gave a straightforward answer.
However, he believed that Manshon and Fuzol Chamberlain must have been fully prepared and had shown the True Story of Cyric to all the believers loyal to Bane in the city.
In other words, the self-righteous performance of the Prince of Lies will eventually turn into a joke and a farce.
Of course, to some extent, this is also a traditional feature of the chaotic evil camp.
"Father, when are you going to start?"
Nimidona asked in a low voice, with her eyes flashing with a emerald green light that symbolized nature and life.
It was not difficult to tell from that fleeting look of disgust that she did not like Xirik, a god of extreme madness, chaos, evil and cruelty, at all.
Zuo Si responded meaningfully: "Don't be in a hurry, let these two groups fight to the death first.
I am very curious about what kind of interesting reaction the madman will have when he finds out that the brainwashing device he created has no effect at all and becomes angry and humiliated.
In addition, it is also worth paying attention to whether the plan for the return of the Dark Lord jointly planned by Fuzor Chamberlain and Mansong can be as successful as they imagined.
After all, this is the process of a powerful god returning from the world of death, which is very valuable for research.
It will reveal to us the most fundamental and essential secrets of the gods.”
"I see."
After realizing that it would not be her turn to join the battle for a while, Nimidona immediately raised her hands to manipulate the natural energy, using vines to weave a swing covered with colorful flowers, and then she sat on it gracefully, swaying gently like a forest elf.
Several birds and animals seemed to be attracted by the energy and landed on her shoulders or at her feet, presenting a beautiful scene of life and nature living in harmony.
Even though there was the ruining red dragon of hell, Wilmes, nearby, the little animals did not feel frightened or scared at all.
Needless to say, this was the result of the powerful divine aura of the God of Nature's servant completely covering up the dragon's might.
Although the succubus loli revealed a hint of longing in her eyes, she hesitated for a moment and decided to stay with her master, snuggling in her arms without moving, as obedient as a delicate and beautiful doll.
But unfortunately, Atona's flattering behavior did not attract Zuo Si's attention at all.
The latter's attention was completely focused on Zhentil Keep in the distance and the incarnation of Cyric's arrival.
As the voice of the woman standing on the platform became increasingly high-pitched and her mental state became increasingly insane, the entire "Book of Xirik" was soon read out.
But when she closed the book and began to loudly recite words praising the Prince of Lies, the only people who responded were the guys behind her who had already been brainwashed.
The defenders on the city walls, gates and arrow towers looked as if they were looking at fools, lunatics and psychopaths. Instead of fanatical faith, their faces showed extreme disgust.
Fuzor Chamberlain even mocked mercilessly: "That's it? Is this the final means you prepared for me and the entire Zhentil Castle?
A ridiculous farce? It seems you are still as superficial as ever!
You don't know what true faith is! Now, let me show you why there are still so many mortals willing to follow in the footsteps of the great god of tyranny, Bane, after his death.
Because we fear the Dark Lord!
Awe of His power!
Believe in and practice his philosophy! Only dictatorship and tyranny have the highest efficiency and can make the world a better place!
But what about you? What else do you have under your command besides these mobs and those ignorant people who have been brainwashed by lies? If one day you also decline or die, will these people continue to serve you? The answer is obviously no!
So expecting us to give up our faith in Bane and serve you is simply a pipe dream.
Zhentil Keep is the holy place of the great dark lord!
The mortals here will never surrender, let alone sacrifice their faith!"
It has to be said that although Fuzzol Chamberlain was insidious, cunning, evil, and had an almost morbid obsession with power, his beliefs were indeed very firm and never wavered from beginning to end.
Especially at a critical moment like now, he did not retreat even when facing the incarnation of a hostile god.
"No! This is impossible! How can you resist the power of the artifact!"
Seeing that his carefully planned performance ended in an ugly failure, Xirik suddenly started to rage in impotence like a madman.
He flew directly onto the platform, pushed aside the woman with a skull mask and a very high priest level, snatched the "Book of Xirik" from her hand and read it again himself.
After confirming that the power above had not faded or disappeared, he stared at her with two eyes emitting terrifying light and asked, "What have you done?"
"Haha, what gave you the illusion that I would answer this question?"
Fu Zuoer Chamberlain's mouth corners slightly raised and he sneered.
"You're looking for death!"
Xirik was obviously extremely angry. He totally disregarded the unspoken rules of the battle between the gods and raised his hand, wanting to use his extraordinary divine power to kill this bastard who dared to embarrass him again and again.
As a powerful god that has gathered all the priesthood of the three gods of death, he possesses a series of "supernatural powers" such as [Hand of Death], [Life Extraction], [Divine Power Shock], [Destruction Blow], [Life and Death], etc.
Especially the [Hand of Death] and [Life and Death], which are extraordinary powers that can only be possessed by those who master the priesthood of "Death".
Their characteristic is that as long as the target is a mortal and there is no divine power, quasi-divine power, divinity, or divine spark in the body, then no matter how high the occupation level, basic attributes, or how many powerful legendary protective magics they have bestowed on themselves, the result will basically be death in an instant.
This chasm-like gap is the most realistic portrayal of the power comparison between mortals and gods, and is also the motivation for countless powerful spellcasters to desire to become gods.
However, just as the black power symbolizing death began to flicker in Xirik's hands, another god suddenly descended upon him incarnate.
He is not any other god, but the successor of the self-proclaimed God of Tyranny, and also the son of Bane, Xvim, who currently maintains a level between weak and medium divine power.
The reason why this god with a half-demon appearance appeared was mainly to protect his main source of faith in the mortal world.
Otherwise, if Xirik came to his door and did not respond at all, and just watched Zhentil Keep be conquered or destroyed, then no one would be willing to follow and believe in him anymore.
"Xvim? How dare you show up!"
Xirik raised his chin in surprise, with a very unexpected expression on his face.
"I order you to leave immediately! This is not your territory!"
Xivim warned sternly.
Normally speaking, in order to avoid a direct confrontation between gods, both sides should take a step back at this time.
But the crazy Xirik didn't care about all this. After a burst of shrill laughter, he rushed forward and launched the attack first.
Xivim had no choice but to fight.
As a result, when the two incarnations of the gods collided with each other, the terrifying divine power instantly tore apart the sky, the earth and everything within a radius of thousands of meters.
The next second...
Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Accompanied by a deafening roar and explosion, the terrible energy impact instantly turned the indestructible walls of Zhentil Castle into dust.
The defenders above were so dead that not even a trace of ashes was left.
Seeing that their god had already declared war, those crazy believers of Cyric drew their weapons and shouted slogans, launching a full-scale attack on Zhentil Castle, which refused to surrender.
Since they had a total size of more than 8,000 people, far more than the defenders in the city, when the charge was launched, it looked like a roaring wave.
"Charge! Kill these pagans!"
"For the great Prince of Lies!"
"For the one and only true God!"
"Kill every living thing in this city!"
“Use killing, blood, death, and corpses to make those who still believe in false gods understand that this is their fate.”
For a moment, the deafening shouts and cries of killing filled the sky above Zhentil Castle.
Due to their large numbers and the loss of the protection of the city walls, Zhentil Castle was unable to completely stop the enemy's attack and could only engage in fierce street fighting with them in the city using squadrons and teams.
These lunatics and psychopaths have no rationality at all and basically kill whatever they see.
Countless civilians, elderly people, women and children who were hiding in the houses were dragged out and disemboweled in an extremely brutal and cruel manner.
Internal organs, heads, limbs and arms...
Dark red plasma covered almost every corner of the streets and alleys.
Some victims had half of their intestines pulled out and were struggling to crawl on the ground while wailing in pain.
It was clear that Cyric's followers were not coming to conquer and occupy the city, but to destroy it utterly.
In addition, the fire magic released during the battle quickly ignited the houses and spread rapidly among the wooden buildings.
Blood and fire!
Fighting and killing! Pain and death! Although the scale is far less than that of a brutal bloody battle, it is already quite bloody and terrifying for a war between mortals on the main material plane.
The residents of Zhentil Castle, who had long been accustomed to invading and bullying other countries and towns on their own, tasted the taste of retribution for the first time.
The chaos brought about by the war also destroyed order and law.
Many nobles and wealthy businessmen who usually liked to exploit slaves were killed by slaves who escaped during the chaos, and some even suffered inhuman abuse and torture before their death.
憋了一肚子火的奴隶们还抢夺武器和铠甲武装自己，然后在城内搞破坏、放火、抢劫、强奸，把内心之中积攒的愤怒全部发泄出来。
此时此刻，人性的黑暗面在这场战争中被体现的淋漓尽致。
尤其是正在天空中交战的两个神明化身都是邪恶阵营，因此他们所释放的神力也在某种程度上影响着下边的凡人。
但他们谁也没注意到，当所有希瑞克的信徒全部涌入城市的大街小巷后，那些隐藏在建筑地下的献祭法阵全部被启动了。
几乎与此同时，傅佐尔·钱伯瑞也给各地的教会下达命令，开始为暴政之神班恩举办盛大的祭典。
站在城外山顶的左思，可以清楚观察到凡是在战斗中死去的倒霉蛋，不管是希瑞克的信徒也好，还是散提尔堡的居民也罢，灵魂都会被献祭法阵所吸收，随即投入到黑暗主君空悬的王座中。
每投入一个活生生的灵魂，王座就会喷射出一道黑红色的火焰。
等越来越多的灵魂被吸纳进去之后，可以看到继承了部分暴政之神力量和神职的希维姆开始变得格外强大。
从最开始被希瑞克压着打渐渐变得有来有回，甚至一度呈现出势均力敌的状态。
当然，如果仅仅只是这样也不值得大惊小怪。
毕竟神的战斗力，很多时候都没办法单纯用神力和神格等级来简单的计算。
可问题是，实力变得越强大，希维姆的精神状态就越是不对劲。
两只眼睛经常在红色与绿色之间不断变化，战斗风格也一会儿是以闪避和防御为主，一会儿又变成狂暴无比的主动进攻。
当灵魂的献祭同来自费伦大陆各地教会虔诚的祈祷跟呼唤汇聚到一起，令整个国度所有凡人、诸神都为之震惊的一幕终于发生了。
只见上一秒还在跟希瑞克化身厮杀的希维姆突然停止了一切动作。
还没等前者反应过来发生了什么，他的身体便突然毫无征兆的爆裂开，释放出一大团可怕的绿色烟雾。
紧跟着，一名皮肤呈现出浅绿色的光头壮汉缓缓从里边走了出来，高高举起戴着黑色铁手套的右手，做出了握拳的动作并发出宣告。
“纷争、憎恨、暴政、恐惧！我，伟大的班恩又回来了！”
瞬间！
整个天地为之变色！
无论是否在现场，所有的凡人都清晰看到了这个真实的幻象。
同样的，那些黑暗君主的敌人，像是忠诚于勇气之神托姆、正义之神提尔、守卫之神海姆、晨曦之主洛山达，也都纷纷向这里投以密切关注的目光。
毫无疑问，班恩的复活直接撕裂了希瑞克身上四个重要的神职，让他再次不受控制陷入了歇斯底里的疯狂。
“不！！！！！！！！ 不！不！不！ 你这个卑贱的伪神怎么敢窃取属于我的东西？ 我要宰了你！ 撕碎你！ 用你的骨头来装点我的王座！”
只可惜，还没等谎言王子来得及发动攻击，班恩就先一步召唤黑色闪电，轰的一声砸在前者的脸上，将其硬生生打飞出去几十公里远，愣是在地上凭空制造了一条足有三四米深的河，一直延伸到北方的巨龙之脊山脉。
如果这一击的方向是散提尔堡，那么整个城市就会彻底化为乌有。
不过希瑞克显然不是那么容易放弃的人，尤其是处在一种不正常的癫狂精神状态下。
仅仅一分钟之后，他就发动神力直接出现在班恩的身后，打算以最拿手的背刺来给刚刚复活的暴政之神一个惊喜。
但这家伙显然忘记了，在动荡之年他之所以能够弑神，并不是因为自己的潜行和背刺技巧有多么高超，而是当时诸神都以最弱的圣者姿态行走。
这一点从唯一没有被打落凡间的守卫之神海姆，能轻松击杀实力仅在神上之神艾欧之下的二代魔法女神就能略窥一二。
所以还没等手中的长剑递出，谎言王子就看到了班恩转过身时，脸上那狰狞的笑容。
“过了这么多年，想不到已经成为神的你，还是一点长进都没有呢。”
话音未落！
暴政之神便抡起戴着黑色铁手套的拳头，狠狠打在希瑞克那张令人感到厌恶的脸上。
轰！！！！！！！ 猛烈的空气爆炸声顿时在所有人的耳边响起，随后就看到后者如同流星般从天空中坠落，以难以置信的速度和力量撞击地面，砸出一个半径上百米且深不见底的大坑。
毫无疑问，这就是神明之间的战斗。
既没有那么多花哨的技巧，也很少有炫目华丽的奥术与神术，就只是单纯神力的相互碰撞。
当然，也不排除是这两位都没有跟魔法相关神职的关系。
要是换成魔法女神、法师之神、知识之神的话，结果可能会有所不同，但本质并不会有太大的变化。
而且像这种对于凡人来说足以瞬间灰飞烟灭的攻击，在强大神力的面前显然算不了什么。
没过一会儿功夫，希瑞克就从深坑里边爬了出来。
不过这一次，他显然吸取了教训，并没有贸然发动攻击，而是从眼睛里透露出忌惮中带着一丝憎恨与恶毒的光芒。
尽管这家伙已经疯了，但却明白以自己现在的状态，想要干掉同样是强大神力的班恩，基本是不可能做到的事情。
可就在他想要开口说点什么的时候，突然感觉到一阵危险从背后传来。
下一秒……
轰！！！！！！！ 一道刺眼的白色光柱从天而降，直接把这位谎言王笼罩在其中。
那恐怖的威力更是在一瞬间就将其再次打入地下深处。
神力冲击？！ 班恩猛地抬起头，刚好看到骑着炼狱红龙从天而降的左思，以及他手中那根散发着刺眼白光的权杖。
“希望我刚才的攻击没有惊扰到您，伟大的黑暗君主。”
左思单手抚胸略微欠了欠身。
“你就是索斯？”
班恩饶有兴致打量着眼前这个有趣的年轻人类。
其实他早就已经恢复意识，并在自己的神之子体内默默汲取力量等待复活的最佳时机，所以对于费伦大陆最近几年发生的事情多少知道一些。
不管是左思旅法师的特殊身份，还是在无底深渊中召唤奥扎奇泰坦的大胆行为，亦或是在统治区域内展现出的完美暴君潜质，都让暴政之神充满了兴趣。
尤其是刚才那毫不留情的攻击，令班恩意识到今天这出大戏似乎并没有自己想象中那么简单。
左思轻轻点了点头：“是的，就是我。尽管是初次见面，彼此之间缺乏最基本的了解跟信任，但我还是觉得我们能够在对付希瑞克这方面达成一致，不是吗？”
班恩听到这番话，立马爆发出一阵大笑：“哈哈哈哈！你说的没错。不管是谁，只要他愿意一起对付希瑞克，我都非常的欢迎。另外，你手中的武器似乎很有趣，它是通过吸收信仰的力量转化为神力冲击，对么？”
“嗯，没错。这玩意是我手中为数不多可以真正伤害到神的东西，曾经有幸摧毁过夜之女神莎尔的一具化身。不过就是不知道对强大神力的战斗化身效果如何。”
正当左思说话的功夫，一抹黑影突然出现在他的背后，以肉眼根本无法捕捉的速度递出手中的长剑。
而刺击的位置正是足以一击毙命的后心。
可就在即将得手的刹那，刺眼的绿光从天而降，紧跟着自然神侍尼米多娜凭空出现，挥舞着手中的生命之刃挡住了这一记背刺。
铛！ 刺眼的金色与绿色火花顿时四散飞溅。
这一次神力对类神力的较量最终以平分秋色收场。
尼米多娜不仅成功防住了希瑞克的偷袭，而且还将其逼退出去十几米远。
“炽天神侍？！”
谎言王子的瞳孔骤然放大，明确表达出了其内心之中的不平静。
因为他知道，这种足以与神明媲美、匹敌的生物数量十分稀少，几乎只效忠于那些实力最强的神，比如说精灵主神科瑞隆、正义之神提尔和白金龙神巴哈姆特。
如果有炽天神侍出现在这里，那就意味着背后可能隐藏了某些不为人知的阴谋和针对自己的联盟。
“你好，谎言王子希瑞克。
算起来，我们应该不是第一次见面了。
Last time at the meeting of gods, you caused me quite a bit of trouble.
Do you know why I never took any real revenge?"
Zuo Si had an unsettling smile on his face, as if he was talking to an ordinary person rather than a powerful incarnation of divine power who had fallen into madness.
"Are you waiting for the right moment?"
Xirik asked back in an uncertain tone.
"Bingou! That's right! Because I know that the best way to deal with a troublemaker like you is to seize the opportunity to beat you to death with one blow.
For this reason, I carefully planned today's actions.
Now that the god of tyranny, Bane, has been resurrected, the new god of death should also come on stage.
Just watch, today I will tear off all your priesthoods one by one and let you experience the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.
You want to be the only true God in the world? But I will make you a shame to all gods!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si sent a signal to Jaeger in the hazy realm.
In less than half a minute, Xirik began to feel that the priesthood and power of death were leaving him, and the feeling of weakness that followed was almost exactly the same as when Bane took over the other four priesthoods when he was resurrected.
And it's not just the priesthood of death itself!
Other associated priesthoods were also rapidly losing control, and some of the priesthoods of death and murder returned to the empty throne of Baal under the influence of the powerful suction force.
Yeager!
The ancient god of death! Xirik instantly thought of the only person behind this who could do all this, and also recalled the other party's cold and contemptuous eyes towards him.
Soon, this madman who believed himself to be the only true God once again launched into an impotent rage.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Jaeger!!!!! I swear to make you pay for this betrayal! An extremely painful price!"
"Betrayal? How dare you say that.
Have you ever fulfilled your duties as the Grim Reaper for a single day?
Did you know that the hazy realm of the underworld has become so chaotic that it has to rely on demons to maintain order?
Do you remember why Io, the god above all gods, cast the gods down to earth and walked as a saint?
Because many of them did not perform their duties well!
So it is only natural for Jaeger to strip you of your priesthood related to death.
Moreover, you have arrogantly dared to claim that you are the only true God and that all other gods are false gods, which has seriously violated the bottom line of the gods.
Next, you will face the wrath and judgment of all the gods!"
Zuo Si sneered mercilessly and mockingly.
Even as he spoke, an illusion of a handsome young man holding a throne appeared before all the gods and mortals in the entire continent of Faerun.
The third generation of the God of Death, Kelemvor, finally came to power.
Moreover, he hardly stopped at all and immediately fulfilled the agreement that Jaeger had reached with Zuo Si before. He also sent down an incarnation and stared at Xirik, with whom he had already formed an grudge when he was still a mortal.
Naturally, it was impossible to hide the fact that Clemvor had ascended to the throne of the God of Death from the Goddess of Magic.
In less than a minute, midnight also descended into incarnation.
Along with her came a host of gods including Oghma, the god of knowledge, Azuth, the god of mages, Tyr, the god of justice, Ilmater, the god of suffering, Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, Tempus, the god of war, Waukin, the goddess of wealth, Gund, the god of craftsmen, and many others.
Some of them had already formed an offensive and defensive alliance with Zuo Si and came to help, while others could not stand Xirik's crazy behavior and came to denounce and judge him together.
Anyway, kicking a fallen dog is something not only mortals like to do, but gods like it too.
After all, Xirik has done a lot of annoying things since he was deified.
Moreover, he disdains to form an alliance with any god and does not even have a decent ally.
In short, even when his mind and spirit were extremely unstable, the Prince of Lies vaguely felt that his situation seemed a little bad.
At the same time, on the other side, the succubus Loli, under the instruction of Zuo Si, rushed into the battlefield and stole the two sacred books, "The Scripture of Xirik" and "The True Biography of Xirik", and put them into the backpack she carried with her to ensure that they would not fall into the hands of others.
After finishing this matter, Atona began to travel through the streets and alleys of Zhentil Keep, wielding the beheading greatsword to slaughter the crazy followers of Cyric and draining their vitality and magic in the process.
Due to its small size and ability to cast many spell-like abilities and divine arts, no one noticed that this seemingly inconspicuous little guy had killed hundreds of people silently.
Also released to cause trouble was the Infernal Red Dragon Wilmes.
This guy not only killed people, set fires, and destroyed buildings and streets, but also did not forget to loot everything valuable.
If anyone from Zhentil Castle dared to express any opinion, she would turn around and spit out a breath of infernal dragon's breath at them.
After a short while, he had collected treasures, artworks, and various magic items, equipment, and scrolls worth millions of gold coins.
Even the worthless copper coins were melted into copper ingots.
What does scraping the ground three feet mean?
Just look at what Wilmes is doing now.
In the entire Zhentil Keep, there was no one else who could threaten her except Manshon and Fuzor Chamberlain.
As an insider, Ximanmeng thought that the Purgatory Red Dragon was sent by Zuo Si. Not only did he not have the slightest intention of stopping it, he secretly contacted it and marked all the places in the city where large amounts of valuables might be stored.
As a result, Wilmes' robbery efficiency was frighteningly high, and he basically caught everyone with every robbery.
"Kelemvor, do you... do you still remember me?"
After a long silence, Midnight took the lead and expressed his extremely complicated emotions to his former lover.
There is happiness and joy, but also unspeakable worry.
She didn't even know what she looked like in the other person's eyes.
Because the god of death is different from other gods, he generally has a kind of indifference that keeps people at a distance.
"Of course I remember. I'm glad to see you again. But fate is so unpredictable. I never thought that the partners who had been adventuring together would be reunited in this way."
As he spoke, a hint of nostalgia appeared in Kelemvor's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger and hatred.
And the target of this anger and hatred is, needless to say, the Prince of Lies surrounded by the gods.
At this moment, he no longer had the madness he had before, but was replaced by a strong sense of vigilance and alertness.
Midnight obviously noticed this, and sneered and agreed: "You are right, fate is indeed unpredictable. But it seems that we have a score to settle with Xirik, what do you think?"
“I totally agree!”
Kelemvor used the divine power he had just obtained to instantly create a divine heavy sword.
"You two, if you don't mind, can you include me? Although to a certain extent, we should be considered enemies. But to deal with Xirik, I think we can still temporarily conclude an alliance with each other." Bane, the God of Tyranny, grinned and suggested.
"Count me in, too! I want to see how brave this guy is to claim to be the only true God in the world."
The god of war Tempus slowly drew out his iconic black giant sword.
"And me!"
"Xirik's actions have far crossed the red line! He must be judged by the gods!"
"I agree! Since he can't perform his duties properly, then we should strip him of his duties and give them to gods who can perform them."
"I suggest that we convene a meeting of the gods immediately to deal with this matter."
"Just surrender! King of Lies! You must give us an explanation today no matter what!"
Under Zuo Si's manipulation, Xirik unsurprisingly suffered the treatment of being criticized by everyone.
Just look at that livid face and you'll know how bad his mood is right now...
(End of this chapter)