One is to immediately admit defeat, and then gain sympathy by begging for mercy, confessing, pretending to be pitiful, etc., so as to quickly calm the public anger and minimize one's own losses; the other is to continue to be stubborn, and through sophistry, distorting right and wrong, shirking responsibility, dragging more people into the water, etc., to make the situation a mess, causing the besiegers to fall into internal disputes and unable to concentrate their firepower to deal with themselves.
But the problem is that Xirik's current mental state is obviously not "normal".
He regards himself as the only true God in the whole of Toril, and other gods as false gods inferior to himself, so he would definitely not do the first thing of bowing his head and admitting defeat.
As for being stubborn, quibbling, shirking responsibility, and dragging more people into the water, perhaps he could have done it before he went crazy.
After all, lies, deception, and stirring up disputes are what Xirik is best at.
If the goddess of night, Shar, gave a push from behind, the loose alliance that Zuo Si had worked so hard to put together might fall apart in a minute.
You have to know that conflicts in factions and priesthoods are fundamental contradictions that cannot be avoided or compromised for creatures like gods.
Even a god with the best temper will never look at a good face when facing a hostile god whose duties and ideas conflict with his own.
This can be seen from the irreconcilable tension between Shar and Sulen, who have been hostile to each other since the beginning of the world.
Therefore, what Zuo Si is most worried about at the moment is that before the "big trouble" of the Prince of Lies is resolved, the conflict within the alliance will break out first.
But Xirik's next move completely put his mind at ease.
This madman did not flinch in the face of public criticism. Instead, he unleashed all his divine power and roared in an almost hysterical voice, "How dare you, these lowly false gods, try to judge me, the only true God? Don't dream!
No one is qualified to judge the great king of lies!
Even the so-called God above Gods, Io, cannot be above me!
Just watch, all the mortals in the world will fall at my feet!
And the heads of you false gods will become the best decorations on the Supreme Throne! Today, I declare war on all of you.
If you are not afraid of death, come and challenge me!
Hahahahaha…"
As the last word came out of his mouth, the shrill laughter echoed in the ears of every god and mortal around.
Immediately afterwards, Xirik's incarnation began to swell and grow rapidly, and the disturbing black divine power spread in all directions as if it was out of control.
When the magic goddess Midnight saw this scene, her face immediately changed drastically, and she quickly warned: "Be careful! This madman is trying to detonate his own incarnation!"
"Damn it! Back off!"
Musk, the god of thieves, immediately thought of escaping.
Because of his priesthood and personality, he would never confront the enemy head-on, let alone face the self-destruction of such a powerful incarnation of divine power.
Yes!
After losing a series of priesthoods including strife, tyranny, hatred, fear, death, murder, the dead, decay, corruption, fatigue, dusk, and autumn, Xirik still did not fall out of the category of powerful divine power.
Based on this point alone, it is not difficult to see how terrifying the ancient god of death, Jaeger, was.
Although many of these priesthoods are related subsidiaries evolved by the Three Gods of Death based on their own understanding, the original roots can be clearly found if we trace them back.
"No! We can't retreat! There are innocent people in the city behind us who need to be protected!"
At the critical moment, the god of justice Tyr stood up and led the god of suffering Ilmater and the god of loyalty and courage Torm, and tried their best to release divine power to hold up a barrier to protect the residents of Zhentil Castle behind them.
Although this is the main source of faith for Bane, the god of tyranny.
But as long as there is one kind-hearted person left, they will never sit idly by and watch it be destroyed.
After all, the good gods of Faerun are all "genuinely" kind, and are willing to make selfless contributions and sacrifices.
During the Time of Troubles, Torm had once challenged Bane to a one-on-one duel in order to stop him.
In the end, he sacrificed himself and died together with the dark king who was many times more powerful than himself.
Later, Io, the god above gods, resurrected him because he had faithfully fulfilled his duties.
This shows that the good gods are absolutely trustworthy in this regard.
However, the Triune Alliance is not the only god protecting Zhentil Keep. Other neutral or good-leaning gods such as the God of Knowledge, the Goddess of Magic, the Goddess of Wealth, the new God of Death have also joined them. Even the long-despised Lord of Dawn is no exception.
Bane, the god of tyranny, even used his most powerful ability to wrap the entire Zhentil Keep in his divine power.
Some of them did so with good intentions, some because of their clergy duties, and some wanted to show their strength in front of their believers. In any case, none of them wanted such an important city to be wiped off the map.
Oghma, the god of knowledge, protects the city's libraries and scholars, Waukeen, the goddess of wealth, protects an important trade hub and market, and the Dark Lord protects his own holy place of faith.
In short, with the cooperation of these gods, although the streets and alleys of the city are mired in chaos and unable to extricate themselves, some residents who have suffered from the war have ignited hope.
Among them was a female warrior wearing heavy armor and the insignia of a Zhentil Keep officer. She was stepping on the corpses of Cyric's followers and looking up at Tyr standing in the sky, her face full of longing and admiration.
Her name is Celul, and she is one of the few paladins in this evil city.
As a true outlier, she hated the environment and the cruel and evil slavery here, and longed to lead the oppressed lower classes and slaves to rebel against the ruthless ruling class and eradicate the Zhentarim that spread unrest and tyranny.
But today, the holy war launched by Xirik and his followers completely shattered Selul's beautiful and naive fantasy.
Because she realized for the first time that the oppressed lower classes and slaves were not as kind as she had imagined.
Just the opposite!
After gaining the strength to fight, they will vent their anger like wild beasts out of control, returning double the pain originally inflicted on themselves to the abuser.
This obviously has nothing to do with the word "justice".
In particular, the crimes that were happening in the streets against nobles, merchants, and wealthy civilian women had already far exceeded the limits of what the paladins could tolerate.
For this reason, Selul even had to swing the sword in his hand to kill those companions who had fought side by side with him before.
The pain that cannot be described in words is torturing and devouring the heart of this young woman who is full of a sense of justice.
At this moment, the armor of the paladin had been stained red with blood, and his helmet had long disappeared. His short golden hair was mixed with blood plasma, sticking to his scalp and neck. The sword in his hand was bent and broken because he had killed too many people. His eyes were full of confusion and helplessness.
She desperately wanted to get guidance from Tyr, the god of justice, and wanted to find out why the uprising she led against tyranny ended up like this.
But just when Selul focused all his attention on Tyr, the god of justice, he suddenly saw a huge crack in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a chain flew out from Zuo Si's hand and handcuffed directly to the feet of Xirik's incarnation, and then forcibly dragged it into a space filled with darkness, chaos, distortion, and nothingness.
The next second...
Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Along with a deafening roar and a violent tremor that seemed to shatter the entire world, a large amount of indescribable strange matter gushed out from the cracks, accompanied by a surge of chaotic energy.
The effect of the two mixed together was so great that the nearby magic net completely lost control, and even the magic goddess Midnight herself was unable to repair it in a short period of time.
In addition, the original and extremely unstable ether also quickly reacted with other surrounding substances, creating an incomparably magnificent and majestic scene.
At first glance, the entire sky looks like a shimmering colorful cover.
The clouds and air, as they were integrated into the etheric matter, became as if alive. They constantly changed their shapes within this huge cover and appeared bright purple-red under the moonlight.
Just as the gods and mortals on earth were deeply attracted by this change, Zuo Si slowly walked out of the huge crack, holding a divine power core compressed to the size of a tennis ball, with sparks on his chest flashing as bright and dazzling as the sun.
Needless to say, in order to prevent the self-detonation of Xirik's incarnation from causing too much damage to the continent beneath his feet, he just used the artifact given to him by the God of War Tempus - [War Chain], to pull the former into the dark void for "harmlessness".
Due to the twisted, chaotic and empty nature of the Dark Void, pure spiritual beings like gods will immediately collapse upon entering due to problems with their own existential logic.
There is no need to even use the extremely dangerous entropy force and the chaotic mana that is everywhere.
The reason why Zuo Si knew this was because he happened to observe the last time the God of Storms and the God of War sent their incarnations into the dark void.
Of course, under normal circumstances, it would be basically impossible for him to pull an incarnation of powerful divine power with just the power of his current sparks.
But Xirik brought his own death upon himself by giving up control of the incarnation, and at the same time allowing the divine power stored inside to rapidly expand, ultimately producing an explosion of astonishing power.
This means that the incarnation is in a state of complete out-of-control, which is why it was easily dragged into the dark void.
As for the black divine power core in Zuo Si's hand, it was formed by collecting the divine power fragments produced by the explosion just now.
Don't underestimate this thing.
After all, it is part of the power left over after the self-detonation of a powerful divine fighting incarnation.
Perhaps there is only half, one third or even one fifth of the original incarnation, and the rest is quickly swallowed up by the dark void, and there is no time to collect it all, but it is enough to create a super artifact that can be used to kill gods and explode stars.
Even if it is not used to create artifacts, it is good as a powerful and stable source of energy.
You should know that the Divine Power Core is not an alchemical item like the [Core of Misera] or the [Shadow Energy Core] that needs to constantly draw energy from the magic net or the shadow magic net. It itself is an inexhaustible source of energy.
As part of the god's own power, as long as Xirik has not died in the star realm and continues to maintain the minimum level of faith in the material world, this thing will be replenished continuously.
"Thank you for your generous gift, dear Prince of Lies."
Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth and expressed his gratitude to a guy who claimed to be "the only true God" in a slightly joking tone.
Because Xirik's crazy behavior not only confirmed his identity as the "enemy of the gods", but also left behind a very important gift.
You should know that if this thing is given to a mortal, it can instantly save him from the near-death state and turn him into a quasi-god with zero divine power level, without any divine duties, but who has gained immortality and eternal life.
Especially the act of openly declaring war on the gods without paying attention to one's own situation, which made Zuo Si feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
I just wonder if after getting beaten up, he will quickly slide down to his knees and sign a bunch of humiliating agreements.
As the crisis was resolved, the gods who had descended into the world quickly withdrew their divine power and stopped protecting Zhentil Keep.
The God of Justice Tyr said indignantly: "Xirik is going too far!
If before he was merely failing to perform his sacred duties, now he is openly violating the unspoken rules between us and attacking mortals in his capacity as a god.
Such a serious crime is absolutely unforgivable.
He must be judged and punished!"
“Call a meeting of all the powerful gods and the rest of the gods.
It's time for the king of lies to pay the price for his stupidity and arrogance.
If he does not accept, then we can only launch a divine war to dispel his unrealistic ambitions and fantasies."
There was a terrifying red light flashing in the eyes of Tempus, the God of War.
There is no doubt that as the God of War, what he likes to see most is a large-scale war breaking out among the gods.
And this trial against Xirik is the best opportunity.
The magic goddess Midnight also echoed, "I agree too! Crazy Xirik and his followers have caused too much turmoil, chaos, conflict and harm to the world.
In particular, the act of arrogantly claiming to be the only true God has violated the bottom line of each of us and violated the rules set by His Majesty Aio.
Otherwise, the tacit understanding between the gods and the order that has been established with great difficulty will be destroyed.
But I have reservations about launching a war of gods for the time being."
"What do you say, God of Death, Kelemvor?"
Tempus turned his gaze to the new god who exuded the aura of a warrior.
Even though it has only been less than ten minutes since he was deified, as the controller of the rules of death within the entire crystal wall, it is unquestionable that the God of Death must have been a powerful being from the moment he was born.
So even though he was the oldest and most powerful god of war, he showed enough respect.
Kelemvor lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then quickly responded, "In principle, I support launching a trial against Cyric. But as to how to proceed, I would like to go back and consult Senior Jaeger, the oldest god of death, before making a decision."
"What about you, the Dark Lord who just returned from defeating death?"
Tempus continued to ask another powerful divine being present.
Bane opened his mouth to reveal two sharp canine teeth, his face full of a ferocious smile: "Do you even need to ask?
Of course I am on your side, great Lord of War.
If necessary, I will even fight alongside you and together we will fight our way into this country of arrogant and ignorant villains.
Pull him down from his throne and listen to his dying howls."
"Hahahaha! I knew you wouldn't let me down."
Tempus suddenly gave a great laugh.
After asking for the opinions of all the powerful gods present, he finally announced solemnly: "Since no one objects, I will officially announce that a meeting will be held in the Pantheon in a week to discuss the specific matters of the trial of Cyric. At that time, I hope that all the gods can be present and decide what action to take through voting."
"No problem! But I hope Soth can show up by then. Because this matter is closely related to him."
Oghma took this opportunity to impose additional conditions.
The God of War responded without hesitation: "Of course, no problem. Soth was originally granted the same power and status as the gods by His Majesty Io, and he just stopped Xirik's crazy behavior. Of course, he can attend and express his opinions."
"It's settled then. See you in the Pantheon in a week."
"I hope we can reach a consensus this time, so that the gods can unite to teach Xirik a lesson he will never forget!"
"The only true God in the kingdom? How dare he say that."
…
All of a sudden, the incarnations of the gods turned into streams of light and returned to their own kingdoms.
Only Midnight and Clemvor were still looking at each other affectionately, completely ignoring the other people around them, as if they only had eyes for each other.
Just as the atmosphere was becoming more and more ambiguous, Zuo Si interrupted their world of two with a cough.
"Ahem - I don't think this place is suitable for reminiscing about the past. Maybe you should consider going to a quieter place."
moment!
Midnight, the goddess of magic, blushed a little, and glared at the young chosen one whom she had personally bestowed with the Silver Fire. She then said, "You did a great job on this matter, even beautifully. You played that crazy idiot Xirik completely into your hands. Except that you and the King of Knowledge deliberately concealed the part about the new god of death from me."
Zuo Si shrugged innocently. "You can't blame me for this. Ogma is worried that your remaining human emotions will make you act irrationally after learning the truth. Judging from the current situation, his worries are not unreasonable."
"So in your eyes, I'm just a mortal woman who gets carried away by love?" Midnight asked with a deliberately stern look.
"Okay, my dear Mother of Magic, please stop pretending to be so majestic and just enjoy the joy of reunion after a long separation." Zuo Si sneered and teased.
He was not one of those ignorant spectators, and he knew very well the feelings of the third-generation magic goddess towards Kelemvor.
It’s a pity that the two were destined not to be together.
No matter how much Midnight wanted to maintain their relationship, the difference in the duties of the two gods meant that the conflicts between them would only increase.
The duty of the Goddess of Magic is to encourage and protect magical inventions, which naturally includes some cruel and evil necromancy magic.
But the new god of death, Kelemvor, is full of disgust, even hatred, for this practice of disrupting the cycle of death.
So maybe the conflict won't be very serious at the beginning, but as time goes by the differences between the two gods will become bigger and bigger, eventually leading to a complete separation.
In Zuo Si's opinion, the most important thing is to relive the good old days and savor those sweet and wonderful memories while there are still no disagreements between each other.
Otherwise, when there is a disagreement and you want to do these things, it will be too late.
Unfortunately, Midnight hadn't realized this yet and thought Zuo Si was making fun of him, so he rolled his eyes coquettishly again and took out a sealed box from the belt that symbolized the magic net and threw it over.
"Thank you very much. I have just finished reading the first chapter, and it is time to continue reading and studying the rest in depth."
Zuo Si hurriedly took it and carefully put it into the shoulder bag he was carrying.
You should know that with the completion of reading the first major chapter, the total arcane spellcasting level of his mage part has reached LV25, that is, LV6 mage, LV10 mystic, LV5 archmage, and LV4 rainbow apprentice.
Moreover, after finishing reading the entire part on the basic theory of magic, he was much better than other legendary wizards of the same level in terms of magic identification and confrontation.
Take spell identification as an example. Generally, a legendary wizard must hear at least a few spells chanted by the opponent with accurate pronunciation, as well as one or two obvious casting actions, before he can determine the type, function and name of the spell.
But what about Zuo Si?
He even only needed to use his magical vision to take a quick look at the changes in the magic network energy around the target to instantly determine the spell the other party was casting.
Such is the empowerment that comes from reading a Netherese scroll.
In addition, this theory is not only applicable to the continent of Faerun or even the universe where the planet Toril is located. The part that involves the most primitive magic is also applicable to other magic systems.
If nothing unexpected happens, the remaining four chapters should be about [Advanced Creation], which is about the techniques of making various constructs, golems, etc. After reading it, you can make your own creations stronger, more powerful, and more durable than those who have not read it; [The Method of Creation], which records the manufacturing principles of countless magic items, scrolls, and potions. It is said that the mana consumed by the great arcanists to make magic items is only a quarter of that of modern wizards;
[Realm Mechanics], as the name suggests, is definitely about the magical knowledge of conjuration such as teleportation and summoning. A great arcanist who is proficient in this field can even place himself in the gap between planes to avoid being harmed by the harsh environment of certain planes;
[Artifact Creation] teaches spellcasters how to create all kinds of powerful artifacts, including the Core of Misera.
Of course, as the Deep Demonic Network was closed by the Magic Goddess, many things cannot be made just by knowing the production methods.
However, for planeswalkers, this knowledge is still very valuable, and they can try to make it in other worlds, or draw their own mana to replace the function of the Deep Magic Network.
After handing the remaining forty scrolls to Zuo Si, Midnight immediately disappeared into the night sky with Clemvor.
As for where they will go on their date and what they will do during the date, it is unknown.
Anyway, Zuo Si was not interested in the private lives of these two gods.
Just when he was about to call back the succubus Lolita who had gone crazy with killing and the robbed Wilmes who had his hands full, he suddenly saw Talona waving at him with a sweet smile on her face, like a girl in love.
I don't know if it was because of special preparation or because the camp and the priesthood are changing, but the goddess actually changed into a hollow and translucent long dress today.
The shoes and socks below the knees are black, which symbolizes death, but begin to fade above the knees, and are completely white above the chest. There is a flower in the hair, representing life, and two green leaves are dotted next to the flower.
On the whole, it gives people a mysterious and quiet feeling.
Perhaps it won't be long before she completely transforms into a god of nature.
Among these, the spore priesthood can be said to have played a crucial role.
"What do you want to ask me?"
Zuo Si walked straight up and asked in an uncertain tone.
"Why, can't I care about my own voters and the Sons of Plague?"
Talona smiled and stretched out her hands to hold Zuo Si's cheeks. She first kissed his forehead, then kissed his lips, and then hugged him in her arms. After a long time, she reluctantly let go.
"I think your concern seems a bit excessive..."
Zuo Si took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
He had obviously become accustomed to the goddess's overly intimate behavior.
What's more, under the influence of divine power and silver fire, he doesn't need to breathe to maintain his life, so he is not afraid of being suffocated by the "weapon".
The only problem now is that as his body matures, he will have physiological reactions when exposed to external stimuli.
But Talona obviously liked Zuo Si's reaction just now. She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips in a seductive manner, saying meaningfully: "You don't have to suppress your desires at all. After all, it is very common for gods to have something happen with their chosen people in the continent of Faerun. If you don't object, I am even willing to give birth to a few sons of God for you."
"No, thank you. I have no plans to have children for the time being. If you have anything to say, please tell me. I still have a lot of work to do in order to defeat Xirik once and for all."
Zuo Si rejected the goddess' invitation without hesitation.
Because he knows that there is only a difference between zero times and countless times.
Once I let go, who knows what kind of trouble this person in front of me will cause.
The most important thing is that Zuo Si was really afraid that a few years or even more than ten years later, a strange child would suddenly come to his house and call him father.
The scene is chilling just thinking about it.
In addition, as a person with a strong tendency towards lawfulness, what he hates most are those scumbags who mess around in the name of "pursuing true love" and then neither raise nor educate the children they accidentally give birth to.
Although this phenomenon can be said to be quite common in the continent of Faerun, even Elminster himself has an illegitimate daughter that he doesn't know about.
Talona sighed with regret: "Alas - why are you always so boring and unromantic.
As far as I know, you haven't had a single lover yet, and you spend all your time every day studying, researching, and advancing your plans.
This ascetic life is not healthy.
Sometimes you need to relax and vent a little to feel the beauty of life.
Forget it, since you don't want to talk about this topic, let's talk about business.
You know that the goddess of torture, Lovita, has become my servant, right? "
"Yes, I know. What happened to her?" Zuo Si asked with a slightly curious tone.
"She now wants to obtain the priesthoods of wear and tear, decay, and exhaustion, which were rejected by the new god of death. Do you have any solution?"
Talona directly stated the real purpose of her waiting here.
There is no doubt herself that after witnessing the transformation and improvement of the Goddess of Poison and Disease, who was once on the same level as, the Goddess of Abuse could no longer sit still.
Moreover, the priesthoods of loss, decay, and exhaustion are very close to her current priesthoods of pain, injury, suffering, torture, misery, and torture.
With a little bit of organization and integration, a new priesthood that is more powerful and can more easily influence mortals can be derived.
Zuo Si stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then quickly raised his head and asked, "The Abuse Goddess should know that obtaining these priesthoods may arouse the jealousy and resentment of other evil gods, right?"
Talona nodded without hesitation: "Yes, she is obviously very clear about it and has considered the possible consequences."
“In that case, I will go talk to Jaeger later and see if this ancient god of death agrees.
But I don't think it's a big problem.
After all, loss, decay, and fatigue all have certain evil tendencies, and the new god of death, Clemvor, certainly wouldn't want them.
Since it would be a waste to leave it alone, I think he wouldn't mind taking it out and making a deal."
As he said this, Zuo Si's eyes flickered with an extremely deep light.
He planned to use this opportunity to test what Jaeger wanted to do and what kind of demands and exchange conditions he would put forward.
"Don't force yourself. If the cost is too great, you can always choose to give up."
After saying that, Talona kissed Zuo Si on the cheek again, and then returned to her own country.
After watching the goddess leave, the latter immediately said to the natural servant waiting on the side: "Let's go, Nimidona, it's time for us to complete the second part of the plan and eliminate the leader of the Zhentarim and Zhentil Fort - Manshoon."
"Father, I have locked on his location. Shall we take action immediately?" Nimidona asked expresslessly, with a flash of emerald green light in her eyes.
"No, no hurry. I have to go say hello to Fuzzol Chamberlain first."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si directly cast a short-distance teleportation magic and appeared next to the Chosen One of the God of Tyranny.
As luck would have it, Bane was here too.
"Ah! Soth, my dear friend, you came just in time. You know what? The great dark lord just mentioned you."
Fuzzol Chamberlain immediately opened his arms with joy on his face to welcome him.
"Talking about me? I'm really flattered."
Zuo Si placed one hand on his chest and bowed to Bane who was standing on the altar.
Apart from anything else, just based on the fact that the God of Tyranny knocked Xirik to the ground twice today, he had to express his respect to the other party.
Especially the punch to the face at the end, it was so exciting to watch.
The God of Tyranny looked at Zuo Si with interest. After half a minute, he asked, "I heard from Fu Zuoer that you are planning to take control of the entire west coast of Furen and build an unprecedentedly large empire?"
"I guess so. But this matter was not planned by me. It was mainly the idea of Sean VII.
He wanted to restore the former glory of the Shane Empire, but he didn't want to be trapped on the throne of the emperor.
So he planned to let me take care of the north, while he would take care of the south.
Eventually, through marriage, the originally scattered lands were combined into one country.
If nothing unexpected happens, it will be in the last few years.”
Zuo Si did not hide anything and told the openly truth.
Because there is no need to hide it at all.
As the god of tyranny, Bane originally supported this expansionist behavior.
The larger the empire, the more coercive measures it needs to suppress separatist tendencies in various places.
This kind of suppression is itself a form of tyranny, and it is also what the church under his command likes to do most.
"Then how do you plan to rule such a huge empire?" Bane continued to ask with a smile.
Zuo Si calmly asked back, "You mean you want to know from me whether the newly established empire intends to implement good governance or tyranny, whether it is peaceful or has a strong tendency to expand outward, right?"
"You are indeed as sharp and smart as the rumors say. Yes, that's what I want to know."
Bane gave a very straightforward affirmative answer.
He needed to confirm whether the young man in front of him was a nearly perfect tyrant as Fuzzol Chamberlain described.
"That depends on how you define tyranny."
A confident smile appeared on Zuo Si's face.
Bane was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! Tell me, what do you think tyranny is? And what is a tyrant?"
“In my understanding, a tyrant is a monarch who uses coercion to force others to obey his will.
No matter how powerful and prosperous a country this monarch created, and no matter how wise and powerful he was described by scholars.
Tyranny is prevalent in almost all forms of order.
Its essence is class antagonism, exploitation and oppression, and it is also the inevitable result of the process of power distribution.
As long as there are classes and a process of power distribution, tyranny can never be eliminated.
Under the feudal system, tyranny is the exploitation of the lower classes by monarchs and nobles; under the parliamentary system dominated by merchants, tyranny is the objectification of ordinary people by the capitalist class that holds huge wealth; under the slave system, tyranny is the cruel exploitation of slaves by slave owners; even the enlightened electoral system of Silvermoon City, isn't it also the oppression of the people by the bureaucratic system?
So tyranny is actually everywhere in this world and even in the entire universe.
Paradise Mountain, with its strict hierarchy and order, is a tyranny!
The mechanical realm that represents the ultimate order is tyranny! The rule of the devils in hell is also tyranny! Even the faith relationship between gods and mortals can be classified as a kind of tyranny.
Think about it, when a person decides to believe in a certain god, he not only has to practice the god's philosophy while he is alive, but also has to continue to serve the god as a petitioner after he dies. There is no chance to refuse or make a new choice.
Isn't this, in a way, the ultimate form of exploitation and oppression? Therefore, it is also tyranny!"
Zuo Si expressed his understanding of the concept of "tyranny" in a cold tone.
When Fuzzol Chamberlain heard such "outrageous remarks" for the first time, he opened his mouth in disbelief, his face full of shock.
He simply couldn't imagine what a terrible storm would be caused if these words were spread.
Likewise, the power and influence of Bane, the god of tyranny, will grow exponentially.
Most importantly, it dealt a heavy blow to the theory of the so-called "perfect society" that lawful good gods tried to create.
If the existence of classes and power distribution in a society is equivalent to tyranny, then what they are building now will become like a castle on the beach, which will collapse with a slight impact.
excited!
Excitement! Fear!
For the first time, Fu Zuoer Chamberlain realized how horrifying the thoughts in Zuo Si's mind were, and he looked at him as if he was looking at a monster in human skin.
Compared to his panic, Bane's eyes were flashing with a green light, and his hands were clenched into fists. After a long time, he grinned and praised in an excited tone: "You are good! Very good! Ten thousand times better than I thought! Especially your understanding of tyranny and tyrants, which opened a new door for me and even raised it to an unprecedented height.
Fuzor is right! You are the perfect tyrant I have been looking for! No wonder Asmodeus values you so much that he even went out of his way to recruit you to join the Hell camp.
Now I'm beginning to see what kind of empire you'll build."
"Thank you for the compliment. The above are just my shallow insights and are not worthy of your praise." Zuo Si smiled very humbly.
“No, this is not some superficial insight, but a redefinition of the concepts of tyranny and tyrants.
Obviously, you prefer to use more subtle ways to make others obey you rather than pure violence.
But in essence, this is still practicing an invisible tyranny, and is less likely to arouse strong resistance from the oppressed.
As a reward, I solemnly declare that from today on, you are my chosen one, the most perfect tyrant in the world.
I give you the crown, which represents supreme power! I give you the gloves, which represent powerful strength that can be used to suppress all resistance and rebellion!
I give you the scepter, which represents absolute obedience!"
Along with the sonorous and powerful voice of Bane, the God of Tyranny, three artifacts flashing with dazzling light appeared above Zuo Si's head, in his right hand, and in his left hand.
Their names are [Tyrant's Crown], [Tyrant's Iron Fist] and [Tyrant's Scepter], collectively known as the Tyrant Three-Piece Set.
The effect of the first is to create a tyrant aura that instills a strong feeling of awe in all who come within range.
If it is an enemy, then their will may be defeated in an instant and they may fall to the feet of the wearer and become his loyal slave.
The more land, armies, and people the wearer controls, the more dramatic the effect of the halo will be.
The second effect is that all effects, damage, and destruction caused by all attacks, whether physical or magical, will automatically reach the maximum limit.
The third effect is that after hitting the target, it ignores all exemptions except for divine power and quasi-divine power, and directly controls the opponent's thinking and will.
And the effect of this control is permanent and there is no upper limit on the quantity.
Unless you use the Nine Rings Wish Spell or Miracle Spell, it cannot be removed.
In addition, it is a +6 scepter that can cast some high-level spells.
When all three pieces of the Tyrant suit are worn at the same time, you will also gain the Death Stare ability. As long as you look at the target, the opponent may be killed instantly.
(End of this chapter)
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