In other words, since the birth of intelligent life on this land, no race, civilization or country has been able to do this.
Excluding those times that are too long ago to have any clear details about, such as the Benthic Demon Fish Empire, the Creator Race Civilization, and the era when giants and dragons contended for supremacy, the period can only be counted from the 20,000 to 30,000 years since the elves came to this world and began to have clear historical records.
Whether it was the elves who launched several crown wars and brought themselves to collapse, or the later rising human magic civilizations of Imaskar and Netheril, and the Shane Empire that once occupied almost half of the land south of the west coast, none of them were exceptions.
If we look at them from a modern perspective, they are essentially similar to the "Holy Rome" created by the German tribal alliance. They are both loose empires with extremely dispersed power and rule that could split in the middle at any time.
There is no other way! The magic power in Faerun is so strong and abundant that the power of a high-level wizard is equivalent to that of a fully armed and powerful army.
Therefore, when personal power exceeds a certain critical point, the political form and social structure will also change accordingly.
Especially for centralization, which is a necessary operation to shape a unified form, it is simply an insurmountable obstacle.
After all, power is something that can corrupt people's, and strong individual hearts will infinitely magnify the selfish and desireful aspects of human nature.
Imagine if you were a powerful spellcaster lord, ruling a city, a large area of land and people, and could enact, amend, and delete laws at will, print your own portrait on the minted currency, and decide the life and death of a person or a group of people with just a single order.
Would you be willing to give up these powers or part of them, and take the huge risk of losing some of what you have, to promote a huge trade alliance or even a highly centralized unified country, just to make life a little better for the civilians?
The answer is obviously no!
Perhaps a very small number of people with high moral standards would have such thoughts, but they would soon be defeated by the cruel reality.
If you look through the history of the continent of Faerun, you will know how difficult it is to implement the word "unification" in this land.
There is no need to say much about the era of the elves. Several crown wars almost beat their brains out, and the bloodiness was so brutal that they did not show any mercy just because they were of the same race and shared the same beliefs.
In the end, he even defeated himself and ended his hegemony over the continent of Faerun. The entire pantheon was permanently torn into two parts. The spider goddess Rose led the dark elves into the Underdark to develop, starting a 10,000-year-long hatred for the surface elves.
As for the two most famous human magic civilizations, Imaskar and Netheril, both are called empires by scholars.
But in reality it is closer to a parliamentary alliance established within a specific geographical area based on common ideology, values and understanding of the power of magic.
The only difference is that Imaskar allows artificers to become lords of various places, and then unites these artificers to form a semi-feudal, semi-parliamentary country.
Netheril is centered around the floating city, and relies on the long-term and stable relationship between the great arcanists to maintain its existence.
This is why, after the rise of the genius archmage Karsus, Netheril quickly fell into serious division and almost broke out into civil war.
Even when these two civilizations were at their most prosperous periods, they were still far from the word "unification".
Even merchants who did business in areas under the jurisdiction of two different lords in the country still had to pay tolls and tariffs.
If we are so divided economically, there is no need to say more about politics.
Coupled with the influence and interference of external forces such as gods, demons, devils, angels, etc., as well as the geographical division caused by inconvenient transportation and communication, it ultimately leads to the highly dispersed power, a stubborn problem that has plagued the continent of Faerun to this day.
But now, with the birth of airships that combine both speed and load-bearing capacity, the dawn of "unification" has finally appeared for the first time.
The reason why Zuo Si first advocated the establishment of a trade alliance to achieve a certain degree of economic unification was to test the reactions of major forces, organizations and even the churches of the gods.
Because this is a typical behavior of making the pie bigger, theoretically everyone can benefit from it, so the resistance is relatively not that great.
Once a complete and huge market, currency and tariff system is established, economic unification will inevitably promote political unification in turn.
In order to safeguard their own interests and maintain social stability, the emerging merchant and citizen classes will do their utmost to promote the formation of a politically unified, vast and powerful country.
Only in this way can they maintain an ideal living condition under the protection of the state apparatus without worrying about the trade alliance eventually falling apart due to trivial matters or disputes.
In addition, Zuo Si was very smart and did not choose to come forward himself. Instead, he chose to entrust the church of the goddess of wealth Waukeen to negotiate with various towns.
The advantage of doing this is that it can give the entire plan a layer of divine and religious meaning, making people feel that the mastermind behind it is the goddess Waukeen who is in charge of trade and wealth.
According to the traditional thinking of most people in the continent of Faerun, they would only think that this was a move by the Goddess of Wealth to expand her influence, rather than seeing it as a political test.
As long as there is no impact or threat to themselves, the ruling class in most regions will not take the risk of offending a true God by doing something secretive.
After all, if the Church of the Goddess of Wealth is angry and directly calls on merchants to impose a trade embargo or suspend currency exchange business in the area, it will be disastrous for any country or even town.
There have been many bloody examples in history that show how terrible the impact and destruction that Woking can cause to a country is, at any cost.
Of course, since a trade alliance requires unified tariffs, currency and related laws, it will to some extent weaken the control of each member over its own finances.
Therefore, even the Silvermoon Alliance ruled by Alustriel encountered a lot of trouble in reaching internal consensus.
The Golden Dragon Queen Veramalandace even had to take action herself and dig up some evidence of opponents abusing their power for personal gain, corruption and bribery, only then was the voices of opposition forcibly suppressed.
Finally, on the fourth day after the airship arrived in Silvermoon City, the two parties signed a contract of dozens of pages under the witness of the Goddess of Wealth.
At this point, a trade alliance covering Amn, Calimshan, Luskan, the Nelanther Islands, and the Silvermoon Alliance was officially established.
Of course, we may also have to add Baldur's Gate, which has essentially become a puppet regime, and the West Heartland region to the west, which is about to be incorporated into the rule.
Once Shane VII conquers the Kingdom of Tethyr, the region will also become part of the trade alliance.
As for independent towns such as Waterdeep, Neverwinter, Yatta, Longsaddle, Red Pine, and Noisy Water, we still need to discuss them one by one.
However, with the joining of the Silver Moon Alliance, I believe these towns will soon realize that if they cannot become a member of the alliance, their own business and trade will soon be dragged down by the fierce competition.
So they don't have much choice at all. Either they choose to join in as soon as possible and catch this ride, or they choose to gradually decline and die in the tide of the times.
"Phew - it wasn't easy, but we finally got it done. From today on, we will step into a new era together."
Elastro stretched out in a very lazy and relaxed posture, perfectly showing off his slender and graceful body curves.
At this moment, she was lying on the marble railing on the balcony high up in the palace, looking down at the crowds of people in the market that were impossible to see on normal days, her eyes revealing unprecedented satisfaction.
Through the report sent by the tax department not long ago, Ms. Hope has learned that from the time the airship landed to now, the taxes generated by transactions in Silvermoon City alone are equal to the total of the past year.
Those Amn merchants not only sold large quantities of goods at low prices, especially grains and livestock, which already had huge shortages, but instantly made the originally tight food reserves become extremely sufficient.
They are also constantly purchasing local specialties, such as magic ink used to copy scrolls and spells, animal furs, sauces, fresh fish, nuts, rare and precious woods and herbs, specialty fresh fruits and vegetables, etc.
In short, as long as something can be put into the airship and can be sold at a price, they will accept it all.
After all, a round trip only takes a few days, and as long as you take good care of it, you don't have to worry about it breaking down.
What's more, the consumption concept of the upper class in Ascatla is to show off their wealth in all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Therefore, the merchants who buy fresh food have no doubt that these guys are willing to spend a lot of money to hold banquets in their own homes and serve fruits, vegetables and fresh fish from the far northern Silvermoon City in order to surprise the guests.
Veramalandes also exclaimed in admiration: “It is indeed a brand new era.
You know what? Last night I smelt the aroma of spices and sugar in the cheap meals offered by several ordinary hotels and pubs in the city.
These two things used to be luxury items that only the rich, nobles, and wizards could afford.
But now many ordinary people can afford it.
This was almost unimaginable in the past.
In addition, the oxen transported from the south will also become the best helpers for farmers to cultivate the land.
The only regret is that Soth, the man who came up with all this idea, was not present.
By the way, what is he busy with recently? "
Alustriel couldn't help but turned around and asked with a smile: "Do you think I would know?
Stop it! That guy is a planeswalker.
I can't even be sure whether he is in Faerun at this moment or has traveled to another plane or world.
But according to intelligence provided by the Harper Alliance, Soth seemed to have participated in the war of gods that broke out in Zhentil Keep not long ago.
He even destroyed an incarnation of the Prince of Lies, Xirik, with his own hands.
Because of this incident, the local sky is still filled with unprecedented mysterious matter and energy.
Many wizards went there, trying to figure out what these primitive and uncontrolled substances and energies were.
To be honest, I have never been able to figure out Soth's inner thoughts and intentions.
Because sometimes he is evil, cold-blooded, and cruel, and can kill his enemies and torture their souls without any psychological pressure; sometimes he is like a wise and benevolent great ruler, who always makes the people in the area under his rule live better than those in other places.
In particular, free food is provided to the elderly, disabled and children who are unable to work, and even the church of Ilmater, the god of suffering, praises it.
Most importantly, he has neither friends in this world who share the same ideals and are willing to share life and death with him, nor a lover who is willing to give everything for him, nor does he show overly strong desires in any aspect.
In other words, he has almost no weaknesses that can be exploited.
Don’t you think this is strange?”
Willamalandais nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm - it is indeed a bit strange. After all, this is the first time I have seen someone reject your invitation more than twice in a row. Maybe Soth has some unknown hobbies."
"Maybe he doesn't like women?"
Alustriel made a bold guess.
Willamalandais immediately shook her head: "Impossible. Last time when we were taking a bath on the airship, I noticed that he had a very strong physiological reaction, so this possibility can basically be ruled out."
“Then there must be something unspeakable.
Otherwise, I really can't imagine why a young man with huge power, wealth and authority would not have any gossip about him.
You have to know that even those hypocritical people like Elminster and Khelbourne saved many fallen women when they were young.
The former even has a super-friendly relationship with a dragon."
As he said this, Alustriel's eyes were filled with the burning fire of gossip.
Soon, these two women who held the highest power in the Silver Moon Alliance began a heated discussion about why Zuo Si was not lustful.
Facts have proved that human beings cannot be idle, otherwise their brains will wander uncontrollably.
Of course, Zuo Si still didn't know how Alustriel and Veramalandis were secretly plotting against him.
Right now, he was sitting on his own chair in the Pantheon, watching Musk, the God of Thieves, acting there, pretending to be a victim, and then unscrupulously smearing, slandering, and framing Xirik, putting all the blame on this guy.
It seems that if we don't kill Xirik, we will be tolerating evil, which will sooner or later cause unimaginable devastating damage to the entire world and even the gods.
If these words were spoken by other gods, perhaps people would be more accepting.
After all, the Prince of Lies is not a good person.
But Musk, who induced and was deeply involved in most of Xirik's conspiracies, obviously does not have such qualifications.
"What do you think of the performance of this Lord of Thieves?"
Oghma, the God of Knowledge who was sitting nearby, smiled and asked in a low voice.
Zuo Si responded in a slightly joking tone, "As for your acting skills, I'd give you five out of ten.
It's too artificial, full of deliberate stage-play stereotyping.
But I give it full marks for its true feelings.
It can be seen that he really hates Xirik and wants to get rid of him as soon as possible."
"puff--"
The magic goddess Midnight, who was sitting not far away, obviously heard this comment and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh out loud.
Perhaps due to the recent nourishment of love, this mother of magic not only exudes an amazing feminine charm from the inside out, but her personality is also much more cheerful than before.
The most obvious change is in the way she dresses.
The simple and elegant dark silk robe she usually wears has now been replaced with a lace dress that exudes silver light.
Through the translucent hollow part, you can even see the underwear inside.
And every few minutes, Midnight would exchange glances with Clemvor, who was sitting on the throne of death in the distance.
This kind of love that extends from mortals to gods undoubtedly aroused the interest of Shuna, the goddess of love and beauty.
The Fire-Haired Lady is closely watching the relationship between the two powerful gods and what the ultimate outcome of this "love" may be.
It can be said that in the entire Pantheon, except for the god of justice Tyr who conscientiously performs his duties and presides over meetings, the other gods basically do everything.
They are just like those ordinary people on Earth who secretly chat, play with their phones, daydream, or doze off during meetings.
There were also some gods who were not interested in the crusade against Xirik, and they simply left the table and went about their business.
After all, God is a very arbitrary creature.
By the time Musk, the god of thieves, finished recounting the crimes committed by Cyric, the entire Pantheon was almost half empty.
Seeing this situation, Tyr sighed helplessly, knocked on the table and asked loudly: "Does anyone else want to speak? You know, this is a trial of a powerful god promoted by His Majesty Io.
We must provide sufficient evidence to ensure that both the procedures and reasons are justified.”
"Great God of Justice, I have a few words to say."
Seeing that these gods were a little unreliable, Zuo Si had no choice but to stand up and prepare to take action himself.
"Oh? Of course! If you have the exact evidence of Xirik's crime, please show it to us now. Based on the current testimony, it is obviously far from enough to start a war of gods against him."
Tyr struck a businesslike tone.
Zuo Si nodded slightly, walked straight to the center of the hall, took out the "Xirik Scripture" and held it in his hand, and said directly: "I think everyone here should know what it is and its evil intentions, right?"
"Damn it! How did you bring the evil artifact created by that madman to a place like this!"
The guardian god Heim suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes full of vigilance.
"Don't worry, I have no intention of opening it, nor do I have any interest in reading out the contents filled with arrogance, self-conceit, and ignorant nonsense.
I just want to tell you that from the moment I started creating this book, Xirik has been the enemy of the gods.
Because his ambition is to eliminate all other competitors and become the only true God in the world.
Especially in the last few pages of this book, there are even a lot of slander and defamation, and even obscene words that are suspected of insulting His Majesty Io, the God above Gods.
So I think this book is enough to convict Cyric of blasphemy."
After saying this, Zuo Si threw the "Xirik Sutra" directly onto the podium, making a dull thud.
moment!
The Pantheon fell silent.
The God of Justice Tyr was silent for a while, and finally nodded with a serious expression: "You are right.
This book alone was enough to convict Cyric.
Now I initiate the vote as the moderator.
Please raise your hands if you agree to launch a war of gods to force Dark Sun to surrender. "
The next second...
A number of powerful gods, including Bane, the god of tyranny, Midnight, the goddess of magic, Kelemvor, the god of death, Tyr himself, the god of justice, Oghma, the god of knowledge, Lathander, the lord of the dawn, and Tempus, the god of war, all raised their hands.
In addition, there are a large number of medium-level divine powers, weak divine powers and faint divine powers also joining in.
It can be said that more than four-fifths of the gods in the Pantheon believe that Cyric should be taught a memorable lesson.
The Prince of Lies, with his own strength, broke the opposition between good and evil, order and chaos, and allowed the gods to reach an unprecedented consensus on an issue for the first time.
Even Shar, the goddess of night who secretly cooperated with Xirik, did not dare to oppose it this time and risk offending so many gods, but joined in.
Seeing the excitement, Tyr nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! Now I declare that the Council of Gods has officially approved the launch of a war of gods against Prince of Lies, Cyric. The next thing to do is to organize the army and command it, and the Lord of War will be responsible for it."
Tempus, who had been unable to hold back any longer, stood up, grinned wildly and said, "Hahahaha! Please rest assured! I swear in the name of the God of War that I will lead the coalition forces to capture Xirik's kingdom, and then escort him to the Pantheon to confess his crime and be punished as a loser."
Midnight asked in an uncertain tone.
"I will make a detailed plan for you later."
The Crimson Knight took the initiative to take over the job for his father.
Because she knew that although Tempus possessed the priesthood of war, battles, and warriors, he needed to maintain the chaotic camp due to the unpredictable nature of war, and was not good at organizational planning work that tended towards order.
Seeing the Goddess of Strategy come forward, the other gods were visibly relieved.
Because they were really afraid that Tempus would gather the coalition forces together, and then just wave his hand and attack them all, and fight with Xirik, who was obviously a madman with a normal brain.
Just as the gods reported the number of troops they could mobilize, Zuo Si, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "If you don't mind, can I join this war of gods?"
"you?!"
The eyes of the God of War Tempus sparkled slightly.
He had long been intrigued by the young planeswalker's talent for stirring up wars, creating conflict and discord.
"Excuse me for asking. In what capacity do you plan to participate?" The Crimson Knight also asked tentatively.
"As the Lord of the Ninth Layer of Baator Hell."
Zuo Si spoke in a leisurely tone the answer that made the gods' hearts beat faster.
Although when the goddess of wealth Waukeen returned last time, they had already learned that Zuo Si had accepted Asmodeus' invitation and successfully obtained the identity of the unique form of the great devil.
Even many gods are still wondering whether the two have reached some unknown agreement and want to make a shocking move.
After all, Zuo Si has a criminal record.
Especially when summoning the Odrachi Titan in the abyss, the scale and bloodiness of the bloody battle increased exponentially, which shows the madness hidden under his calm appearance.
At present, there are some creations that combine the "advantages" of both sides, and even the evil gods feel a chill down their spines when they see them.
After a long silence, it was the God of Knowledge Oghma who broke the silence first and asked with interest: "You want your demon army to join the war? What are the benefits? What benefits do you plan to gain from this war?"
"soul!"
Zuo Si uttered a word meaningfully.
"soul?"
A flash of understanding flashed across Ogma's eyes, and then he smiled and nodded: "Okay, I understand. You want to capture all the petitioners in the Kingdom of Cyric without leaving a single one, and then take them back to Hell to extract their energy, right?"
Zuo Si smiled and responded, “That’s right.
There are many ways to weaken the foundation of faith in a god.
Striking its churches and believers in the material plane is only one aspect; stripping it of its many priesthoods is another.
But I think this is far from enough.
It would be a very pleasant thing if all the petitioners could be captured, so that the madman Xirik could only vent his impotent rage at the empty and desolate country every day.
I believe you will not reject my proposal, right?"
As these words came out, every god present felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
Cruel! Too cruel! This has gone far beyond the level of killing people and destroying their hearts, and it also involves digging up the other party's roots.
They could even imagine to what extent Xirik would be weakened after suffering such repeated attacks.
It may not be long before it can no longer maintain its own existence due to the decline of faith, and then be pulled into the star realm to lie dead.
The most important thing is that when saying this, there was not a trace of respect for the god Xirik in Zuo Si's tone.
Combined with the series of arrangements he had made before, anyone who was not a fool could feel the unfathomable malice.
Finally, the Moon Goddess Sulun could not help but ask, "Have Xirik and his followers ever offended you before?"
"No, I haven't."
Zuo Si shook his head with a smile.
"Then why are you targeting him so much?"
There was a strong curiosity in Su Lun's eyes.
Although she didn't care about the life or death of the Prince of Lies, and even wished to see him get into trouble, she wanted to figure out the motives of the young man in front of her.
Zuo Si stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then said in a slightly playful tone: "I think it may be because I simply hate it.
In my opinion, Xirik and his teachings are like a pile of shit, lying in plain sight all day long, making people feel sick and nauseous just by looking at them.
So for the sake of my own happiness, I have to make him disappear from the conspicuous place.
If it weren't for the sake of His Majesty Io, the God above all gods, I would even kill him permanently through some special means when he is extremely weakened.
After all, garbage should be disposed of cleanly to avoid it popping up again to disgust people."
"That's a very vivid metaphor. Even though it's a bit vulgar, I can understand your idea now."
Su Lun pursed his lips and let out a smile.
As one of the twin goddesses of creation, she is obviously different from Shar's mysterious, claustrophobic and evil temperament. Her incarnation form also changes according to the waxing and waning of the moon.
Because it was a full moon today, she looked like a young human woman with a slender figure, long snow-white hair that fell from her back to her ankles, and a captivating emerald green light flashing in her eyes.
As for the clothes she wears, it is a white transparent gauze skirt that is barely visible, which has more symbolic meaning than practical significance.
Because in Zuo Si's eyes, this dress was basically the same as not being worn, and all the visible and non-visible parts were exposed.
But perhaps because of the nature of the divine power, this exposure does not make people want to blaspheme, but instead they simply feel that it is very beautiful.
In fact, if you look closely you will find that the clothes of the Toril goddesses are actually quite open.
Goddesses with duties related to pleasure and love, such as Shuna, the goddess of love and beauty, and Li'erla, the goddess of joy, dress more seductively than women working in some special service industries.
The black silk dress of Spider Goddess Rose obviously couldn't cover anything.
Her daughter, the Dark Maiden Eilistraee, is always naked no matter the occasion, and at most she uses her hair to slightly cover her chest.
"Okay! I agree!"
After a moment's consideration, the god of war Tempus gave an affirmative answer.
In his view, war and plunder are one and the same, and there is nothing wrong with doing so.
In contrast, although several lawful good gods frowned and obviously disapproved of such behavior, they did not step forward to stop it.
After all, among those who petition for annexation in the country of Xirik, there is no innocent person.
Whether it was the evil people he inherited from the previous kingdom of the Three Gods of Death, or the lunatics he recruited from the material world after becoming a god, they were obviously not good people.
After getting the answer he wanted, Zuo Si immediately revealed a meaningful smile, took out a parchment scroll that he had prepared in advance and was several meters long, and placed it in front of the gods.
"In that case, let's sign a contract."
"Damn it! You remind me of Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell."
Oghma, the God of Knowledge, couldn't help but complain quietly.
Tyr, the god of justice, Ilmater, the god of suffering, and Torm, the god of loyalty and courage, were all frowning.
But in the end, they all suppressed their inner rejection of the devil's contract and carefully read all the contents on the parchment scroll.
After confirming that there were no problems, loopholes or traps, they signed their names one by one.
When the last participating god finished signing, the scroll instantly erupted into a ball of hellfire and burned it to ashes.
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable force first surged into the entire Hell plane, causing the already huge ninth layer to expand by another one third.
Then this energy crossed the dimension and flowed into Zuo Si's body, greatly strengthening his devilish power.
Because he had just signed a highly binding contract with the gods of the world of Toril on behalf of the forces of Hell, and was also going to send troops to start a war between gods and gods against a god with powerful divine power within the crystal wall.
This undoubtedly greatly strengthened the influence of demons in this world, and also enhanced the power of lawful evil in the universe.
"Now, you can go back and prepare your army. I look forward to seeing the performance of your devil army and the role they may play in this war." The God of War Tempus said excitedly.
"I promise, they won't disappoint you."
After saying this, Zuo Si quickly left the Pantheon, preserved his body in the Mage Tower of Askatra, and transferred his consciousness and soul to his clone in the ninth level of hell.
The moment he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the Succubus Queen kneeling in front of him.
"Father, Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, has made a sudden visit and is waiting for you in the living room."
Mecanthus helped Zuo Si to stand up from the sealed container with very gentle movements, his eyes revealing undisguised fascination and admiration.
"Don't worry, I know why he's here."
Zuo Si activated the cards without paying attention to anyone around, put on magic equipment and artifacts one by one, then took the elevator to leave the secret room with the Succubus Queen.
After about two or three minutes, they arrived at the living room and saw the Lord of Hell with a red face.
"Hahahaha! Well done!"
My young friend!
I can't believe you've only been in this position for so long that you've made a pact with those stubborn gods of Toril.
This is not an easy thing to do.
At least I've never seen any lord of that level succeed except you.
Now, do you sense the ecstasy of the Plane Will?"
Asmodeus laughed and opened his arms, not trying to hide his joy.
"Of course I felt it. But I never expected that a contract could produce such a result."
Zuo Si instantly transformed into a devil, feeling the power bestowed by the will of the plane within his body.
Only at this moment did he finally understand why the devils valued the contract so much.
Because every signed contract means that the influence of the forces of hell is expanding to the entire universe.
And depending on the importance of the contract, the feedback generated will also be different.
For example, the contract signed between the little devil and an ordinary person may only produce a little power at best.
However, if a contract is signed between a noble lord, king, powerful spellcaster, religious leader or other important person who can influence the society and a high-level devil, the feedback obtained will become extremely huge.
As for signing contracts with a large number of gods from an important main material plane to participate in the war of gods, the result will be explosive and rapid growth like it is now.
What is true lawful evil? Tyrants and tyranny are just one form of it.
The ultimate goal of lawful evil is to use various means to make people and gods acquiesce and accept the concept of lawful evil, and unknowingly change their thoughts and cognition.
There is no doubt that Zuo Si achieved this to a certain extent through that contract.
That's why we received huge feedback from the Hell Plane.
"The Sky Crystal Wall, the country where Toril is located, occupies a very important position even in the entire multiverse.
This can be seen from the fact that the gods can send down incarnations that are stronger than those in other planes, as well as the authority held by Io, the god above all gods.
Although your motive this time was simply to minimize Cyric's power, you inadvertently accomplished a remarkable feat.
Therefore, this contract must be completed beautifully enough to make the gods realize that cooperating with us is a profitable thing.
Since we are now temporarily free from the endless bloody battle, I have decided to give you some additional military support."
After saying this, Asmodeus handed over a scepter that symbolized the command of the legion.
"This is..."
This was obviously the first time Zuo Si saw this thing, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
Asmodeus smiled and explained, “It represents the supreme command of the thirty devil legions.
You can use it to mobilize two of the Eight Demon Generals and end the war with the fastest and most powerful move.
Since you have an excellent general like Zariel under your command, I will not send you any additional commanders.
Oh, by the way, remember to let your legions perform a little in this war.
I want to confirm whether they have the strength to fight against the Eldrazi and those new demons."
"As you wish."
Zuo Si put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and agreed directly.
He originally wanted to use this war between gods to test the combat effectiveness of Zariel and her army of Shining Oil that used white mana.
After seeing Asmodeus off, Zuo Si immediately came to the subsidiary plane - Karacatus.
As soon as he set foot on the land here, he immediately saw thousands of heavily armored mecha troops like angels conducting a simulated war on an open plain.
Of course, although it is called a simulation, it is actually no different from a real war except that no fatal blows will be taken.
Accompanied by the loud roar of the oil-burning engines, these hellish demons with the appearance of kind celestial creatures waved their weapons one after another, giving full vent to their inner desire for blood and killing.
Almost every second, someone would be teleported out of the battlefield due to serious injuries and thrown directly into the huge oil pool for treatment.
Among them, the most advanced "Angel of Slaughter" and "Angel of Tyranny" are like a humanoid Gundam, leaving behind broken limbs wherever they pass.
The energy cannon on the shoulder can often open up a large open space on the scorching battlefield with a single strike.
If you think that's the end of it, you are wrong.
In addition to mechas and personnel, there are tens of thousands of long-range attack weapons near the rear of the warring parties.
The most impressive ones are undoubtedly those mobile cannons that look a bit short and thick but are actually incredibly lethal.
The principle of this thing is to use a diesel engine to generate electricity, and then drive the electromagnetic catapult device to deliver the shells that can produce explosions and violent combustion directly to the enemy's position.
They require neither human operation nor so-called logistics.
The mobile dedicated supply factory can absorb energy and decompose matter anywhere, and finally synthesize shells with various effects.
Needless to say, this ability was learned by the new Shuoyou from the ongoing war on Mirrodin.
Thanks to the incredible research and development capabilities of the Blue Demon Judge, Jinji Tasha, and his scientific research team, the combat effectiveness of the two Shuoyou Legions on the ninth level of Hell has been increasing at an unimaginable speed.
Zuo Si felt that with the strength of Zariel's million-strong army, if it were deployed in modern wars on Earth, it would be easy to defeat the army formed by all countries united together.
Even if the terrifying thermonuclear weapons were used, the latter would hardly have the slightest chance of winning.
After all, nuclear warheads need to be delivered over long distances to exert their full power.
The demons possess too many spells to deprive the coalition of this delivery capability.
Zariel, the "Angel of Khorne", who was training his men in actual combat, obviously noticed Zuo Si's arrival. He immediately started the jet engine and dived down from a high altitude. With a bang, he fell to the ground like a cannonball, knelt on one knee and saluted with joy on his face.
"Father..."
(End of this chapter)
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