How hard can a person's mouth be? In the past, Zuo Si would have believed that when the transition from verbal communication to physical communication occurred, generally speaking, no matter how hard the mouth was before, it would quickly soften when it tasted the pain of a fist hitting the face.
This is also why a large number of people like to make trouble on the Internet, argue with others intensively all day long, and never admit that there is even the slightest error in their opinions and language logic.
Even if you know it is wrong, you still insist on arguing.
But in real life, it is quite the opposite. They may even be taciturn and lack the courage to express their own ideas and attitudes.
Because the costs and prices they need to bear are different.
The former is in a virtual world where people don't know each other at all. Even if they have offended each other to death, it is impossible for them to crawl over the network cable to communicate physically.
So naturally it has become a natural garbage dump for venting dissatisfaction, anger and other emotions. Some social platforms have even earned the reputation of being a cyber cesspool.
However, the latter is in the real world, where any overly intense language expression and emotional venting may lead to serious consequences.
It may also lead to social death, family breakdown, loss of job, partner and friends. The costs and prices are too high.
Especially when the communication is upgraded from verbal to physical, the party who is completely at a disadvantage in physique and fighting skills will usually quickly change his attitude and admit his mistake and surrender.
However, Xirik, who fell into madness, overturned Zuo Si's cognition.
He watched with his own eyes as this guy was beaten up day and night by the gods of the world of Toril for several days. His whole body was deformed, but he still stubbornly roared and claimed that he was the "only true God" and that the rest of the "false gods" had to kneel down, obey his will, and beg for his forgiveness.
Not only that!
While being beaten, Xirik did not forget to use his talents in sarcasm, ridicule, and instigation, constantly insulting every god within his sight.
This resulted in many neutral gods who originally did not want to get involved also joining the fight.
Anyway, no matter how hard I get beaten, I'll still try to gain some advantage with my words.
Even Zuo Si had to admit that in the world of "hard talk", Xirik was definitely unrivaled and would never be surpassed.
Finally, after beating this guy up for seven days, the gods began to grow tired of this "education" method that had no practical effect no matter how hard they beat him.
After discussion, Gond, the god of craftsmen, used his own priesthood and power to forge a chain, and the goddess of magic Midnight personally enchanted it, and directly tied up the King of Lies and pressed him to the ground. The god of justice Tyr was responsible for presiding over the trial on the spot.
Bang! Tyr knocked hard on the table that was created by divine power, and shouted at him in a condescending voice: "Xirik! Are you still unwilling to plead guilty?"
"Admit your guilt? Hahahaha! You should be the ones who are guilty!"
Xirik continued to clamor madly and unrepentantly, as if he was not worried at all about the coming reckoning and his own fate.
From this point alone, it is not difficult to see that he is really crazy and not just pretending.
But soon, the god of death, Clemvor, kicked the guy hard in the face, pressing his entire face into the mud and rocks, stopping more ugly words or curses from coming out of his mouth.
The God of War Tempus frowned and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you sure it is necessary to go through the trial process? I don't think that given Xirik's current state, he will plead guilty and be punished."
"I have a way to restore this mad king of lies to normalcy."
After that, the God of Knowledge Oghma turned his gaze to Zuo Si, who had been hiding in the back watching the show without saying a word, and half-jokingly teased: "How long do you plan to let this farce continue? Don't you want the gods to beat him to death? Believe me, no one will kill a god in public, even if he has committed an unforgivable crime.
Hurry up and take out the book "The True Biography of Xirik" and read it.
Let this all end soon so I can return to my country and do some interesting research."
Zuo Si responded with a gloating expression on his face: “Please don’t misunderstand.
I have no desire for any god to kill Cyric.
I just thought it was quite entertaining to see him get beaten up for his foul mouth.
In addition, my army of mechanical angels and demons will need some time to completely clear out everything in this country.
But now...
It’s no longer needed.”
Having said that, Zuo Si deliberately paused, raised his head and glanced around, the bare land except for the small piece of land under his feet that was relatively intact and completely weathered by years of strong winds.
As for other places, they had already been dug into the shape of cheese with thousands of holes.
Some of the areas that had been subjected to destructive mining were so deeply hollowed out that as soon as the supporting structures built by the oil-mining machinery were removed, large-scale collapse occurred instantly.
Fortunately, after the war, the coalition prayer legions withdrew to their respective gods' kingdoms in advance, otherwise they would not even have a place to set up camp.
Not to mention magical metals such as mithril, fine gold, cold iron, fire iron, gold, silver, and platinum, precious metal veins, and gem veins, even common metal veins such as iron, copper, tin, aluminum, magnesium, nickel, cobalt, and tungsten have been dug up completely.
The remaining resources such as fresh water and timber were all packed up and taken away by Zuo Si's "demolition team", and some relatively solid stones and sand that could be used as building materials were also not spared.
It can be said that right now in Xirik's kingdom, apart from himself and some worthless, bumpy, barren tunnels that could collapse at any time, there is only the strong wind blowing from the wind elemental plane.
Not to mention that mice would cry when seeing this, even high-level undead that don't need food or water might go crazy if they stayed in such a place for too long.
Calecgod, the demigod with the priesthoods of "war", "weapon skills", "destruction" and "plunder", has rediscovered what efficient plunder and destruction means.
He dared to guarantee that after Zuo Si's crazy destruction, Xirik would have to endure loneliness for a long time without any believers or petitioners to serve him, and it would take decades or even hundreds of years for his country to revive again.
Of course, the prerequisite is that Xirik can survive the weakness and massive decline of faith after the trial and does not go to the astral plane to lie dead.
If other gods were treated like this, at least a few allies or neutral gods would stand up and speak a few fair words.
But the problem is that when the Prince of Lies went crazy, he offended everyone. Not only was no one willing to speak for him, but everyone was interested in watching this guy get into trouble.
Some gods with relevant priesthood also appeared to help guide the "demolition team" to dig out the deepest mineral veins hidden underground.
They even unearthed several treasures left over from ancient times, as well as an unknown creature sealed in a huge block of ice.
As the most famous exiled place in the Outer Planes, the Pandemonium obviously has a lot of interesting and very dangerous things.
Zuo Si planned to send a team of demons to stay here after he returned, specifically to investigate and find things that interested him.
But at the moment, he still took out "The True Biography of Xirik" according to the request of the God of Knowledge, and began to recite the above contents in front of the gods and Xirik.
Although at the beginning, the latter showed extreme resistance and non-cooperation.
But after the God of Tyranny swung his arms and gave him two big slaps, and forcibly grabbed his hair and pulled his entire head up, he quickly became much more obedient.
As the story in the book described in detail how Cyric was promoted from a mortal to a god during the turbulent years, the madness in this guy's eyes began to rapidly, replaced by a kind of fade fear, a deep fear and trembling that could not be described in words.
Especially after realizing his current situation, the most powerful god in the former kingdom even began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and his face became as pale as a vampire.
He was not a fool and understood that he was basically no different from a prisoner.
The only thing to be thankful for is that Io, the God above all Gods, did not take action himself, otherwise he would either be lying dead in the astral realm or have been demoted to a mortal.
In a sober state, Xirik was undoubtedly very clear about how those former enemies and offended gods would toy with, torture, humiliate and abuse him if he became a mortal.
The death god Clemvor alone was enough to give him a hard time.
After all, after becoming a god, the Prince of Lies released the ancient evil, the Chaos Hound Kozef, in an attempt to permanently destroy his soul.
As revenge, even if Kelemvor imprisoned his soul in the City of Judgment and tortured it for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, the other gods would not think there was anything wrong with it.
So the more Xirik thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he felt that there was no escape.
"Ah - it seems that our great and only true God has regained his sanity. I think the trial can continue."
Zuo Si closed the book in his hand with a snap, put his hand on his chest and bowed slightly to Tyr, who was presiding over the trial, indicating that his work was done.
The God of Justice asked loudly without further ado: "Xirik! You have failed to fulfill your divine duties! You have openly slandered and blasphemed His Majesty Io, the God of Gods! You have violated the authority and domain of other gods! Now I pronounce you guilty in the name of the Council of Gods. Do you have anything else to explain?"
Hearing this extremely severe accusation, Xirik immediately argued at the top of his lungs: "No!!!!!!!!! I am not guilty! It's all because of that book! I was controlled by that book!"
"Ha! Then may I ask, who created that book that can bewitch people? Isn't it you who claims to be the only true God?" The magic goddess Midnight asked with a sneer.
"It's... it's those scribes! Yes! Those damn scribes! They added some random shit in there!"
Xirik is indeed the god who is most compatible with the priesthood of "lies".
Not a single word that comes out of his mouth can be trusted.
In fact, in order to get the Chaos Hound Kozef to work for him, this guy even lied that the sword in his hand, which was transformed from the God of Thieves Musk, was called "Divine Disaster", and that he had killed at least four or five gods with it.
Unfortunately, Xirik apparently forgot that there were witnesses present when he secretly created the "Xirik Sutra" and they witnessed the entire process.
Musk, the god of thieves, slowly walked out from among the gods and said sarcastically with a slightly contemptuous tone: "Push all the responsibility onto the scribe who not only had his soul sacrificed, but also had to be skinned after death?
You really have refreshed the bottom line of God.
Great God of Justice, I witnessed the making of the Book of Cyric with my own eyes, and I can assure the gods here that the book contains the truest thoughts of the King of Lies.
He just wanted to be above all the gods, and even defeat Io, the god above all gods, to gain supreme authority.
So I think there is nothing more to say about this matter. Let's just pronounce the verdict and start stripping Xirik of all his priesthood and power except for his lies.
Only when he becomes weak enough will he behave himself a little bit."
"Musk!!! You bastard!"
Xirik suddenly raised his head, his face full of anger and ferocious expressions, and he wished he could just open his mouth and bite this enemy to death.
As the saying goes, enemies become jealous of each other when they meet.
For a guy like him who was both inferior and arrogant, there was nothing more difficult to accept than being secretly controlled by the God of Thieves.
If you count carefully, Musk has been using Xirik as a pawn since the turbulent years.
Whether it was when he was a mortal being and was an enemy of the three gods of death, personally killing the god of murder Baal, or later attacking the Phantom Goddess to seize her priesthood and power, he was more or less bewitched by the latter.
If Musk had not accidentally read the "Cyric Scripture" and was eventually exposed, it is very likely that he would have secretly usurped the power of the Three Gods of Death from Cyric bit by bit.
But unfortunately, conspiracy is something that cannot be exposed.
And the more you like to "play big chess", the more likely you are to make mistakes or unexpected situations in some links, which will eventually lead to a complete loss.
The God of Thieves has now obviously given up his original grand plan and only wants to take back the part he had lost from Xirik.
Because he knew that the goddess of the night, Shar, was most likely also eyeing the part of his priesthood and divine power that he had lost.
Seeing Cyric's angry expression after his lie was exposed, Tyr coughed lightly to signal for silence, and then announced loudly: "Now that we have witnesses and evidence, I, on behalf of the Council of Gods, hereby declare that Cyric, the King of Lies, is guilty. According to the results of the previous discussion, all his priesthoods except for lying are stripped away immediately."
"No!!!! You have no right to do this! Let me go! Let me go! I want to see the God above Gods!"
Cyric struggled desperately and shouted.
But unfortunately, this didn't work.
On the one hand, Io is only the manager of the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located. He has no control over the noisy tunnels in the outer planes, and he may not even know what is happening here.
On the other hand, Zuo Si had already reached a secret agreement with several gods in private to divide up several of his important divine positions, including conspiracy, fraud, and illusion.
So from the moment he was defeated and captured, Xirik was like a pig tied to a chopping board. Even how the meat would be divided after being slaughtered was clearly known, and there was no room for negotiation at all.
"I'll go first! The conspiracy priesthood originally belonged to me, and now it's time to return it to its original owner."
Musk was the first one who couldn't help but jump out.
The reason why he was so active in joining the coalition and trying every means to convict Xirik was for this moment.
But before the God of Thieves could take any practical action, Shar, who was wrapped in translucent black gauze from head to toe, suddenly stood up and stopped him in a playful tone, "Don't be impatient, I think who will be the conspiracy priest is still to be discussed.
After all, you lost it accidentally.
So after being stripped from Xirik, the conspiracy priesthood itself is ownerless. Isn't it inappropriate to simply return it to its original owner?
You know, its characteristics are in line with many of the gods present.
For example, I..."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Musk instantly felt the strong sense of oppression emanating from one of the oldest, most mysterious, and most secretive twin goddesses of creation, as well as the malice contained in those deep eyes.
It is obvious that the Goddess of Night has been spying on the conspiracy of the God of Thieves and the two priesthoods of Shadow for a long time.
If it weren't for the Moon Goddess Sulun who was always watching him, and the successive goddesses of magic and the goddess of love and beauty Shuna who were trying to sabotage him, she would have crushed Musk to ashes long ago.
Seeing this, the God of Justice Tyr frowned subconsciously and said in a deep voice: "The conspiracy priesthood did belong to the Shadow King before.
I personally think it would be more appropriate to return it to its original owner.
If the Goddess of Night objects to this, how about having all the gods present vote to decide who will take charge?"
Shar sneered and shook his head: "Vote? No, I won't play this game of the majority oppressing the minority. How about this, let me and the Shadow King have a duel here, and the winner will take the Shadow Priesthood?"
Upon hearing this proposal, the God of Thieves' face turned pale with fear.
You have to know that he is just a weak god, and is not good at frontal combat. His followers mainly come from the Thieves Guild distributed in various corners of the continent of Faerun, and their strength is not even a little bit inferior to that of the other side.
In other words, the Goddess of Night can make him suffer the consequences with just a finger.
So Musk shook his head vigorously and refused: "Please don't joke.
I am just a small leader of thieves. How dare I duel with you?
This kind of thing requires reason.
What's more, I am a pacifist and I am against some forms of violence."
But Shar continued to press, "Against violence? It's really surprising to hear this word coming out of your mouth. But the problem is that I really want to be a conspiracy priest, and you are unwilling to withdraw from the competition, which really makes it very difficult for me."
"Since both of you want it and have good reasons, why don't we play a little game to decide who it belongs to?"
Oghma, the god of knowledge, suddenly interrupted.
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Musk's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had seen a savior, and he quickly agreed: "I agree! Using games to determine the winner is the most appropriate, and it can also avoid unnecessary conflicts and disputes."
"Great King of Knowledge, do you know what you are doing?" Shar narrowed his eyes and was obviously a little angry.
Because if the other party did not interfere, she was confident enough to force the God of Thieves to retreat through threats and intimidation, and easily take the conspiracy priesthood that she had always wanted.
Oghma, who has extensive influence and countless followers in countless planes and material worlds, is obviously not afraid of one of the twin goddesses of creation in the crystal wall, and responded very straightforwardly: "Of course I know what I am doing, so you don't need to worry about it.
Now that the solution is found and the Shadow King agrees, it's up to you to choose.
If you agree, we'll play a game; if you don't agree, we'll treat it as you giving up the competition."
"I completely agree with the King of Knowledge. Now please make your choice, Goddess of Night."
The god of justice Tyr stepped forward at the critical moment to finish off the opponent.
Although he did not like the God of Thieves, he also could not stand Shar's behavior of bullying the weak.
Seeing that the two powerful gods who were not easy to deal with did not give him face at all, Shar's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He suppressed his anger and said, "Okay! I agree! Now let's announce the content and rules of the game."
"Don't worry! In order to prevent anyone from cheating, I suggest that Soth, who has nothing to do with this matter, be the host.
As we all know, he is a planeswalker and never had the desire to become a god.
At the same time, he is not an ally of the two, and there is not even any interest relationship between them. "
As he spoke, Ogma winked at Zuo Si in a very obscure gesture.
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Musk's originally nervous expression also relaxed, and he even showed an inexplicable confidence.
He knew that from the moment Ogma and Zuo Si intervened, the agreement reached between him and the two of them would officially take effect.
After noticing all this, Shar immediately realized that she had been fooled. There must have been collision between the three parties, just waiting for her to jump in.
But the problem was that she had already agreed to participate in this game, and there was no way she could go back on her word immediately, so she could only be vigilant and walk in front of Zuo Si with the God of Thieves, wanting to see what tricks this young planeswalker would play.
“Look, you two, I have two balls of energy in my hands now.
One ball is positive energy and the other ball is negative energy.
I will swap them randomly later.
What you have to do is to guess which of the two hands I extend is holding positive energy and which is holding negative energy.
The use of divine power, prophecy spells and any means of spying are prohibited during the game.
Everyone has the same three chances, and whoever guesses correctly the most times will get the conspiracy priesthood.
If it's a tie, we'll go to the second round, the third round, the fourth round, until the winner is decided."
Zuo Si pretended to be serious as he introduced the rules of the game.
Needless to say, using such means is clearly an attempt to cheat under the noses of the gods.
After all, one of his planeswalker abilities is to allow energy to be freely converted between different attributes.
The transformation of such a small ball of positive and negative energy was so intense that even the magic goddess Midnight could not sense it, except for Oghma who had known the truth long ago.
"No problem. I'm ready."
Musk gave Zuo Si the greatest trust without even hesitation.
To be exact, there is no other choice except to trust each other and the God of Knowledge with whom they have worked closely before.
Musk certainly didn't have the courage to confront the Goddess of Night head-on, but at the same time he was unwilling to let his conspiracy priesthood be taken away from him.
Just look at his three current priesthoods: thief, thief and shadow, and you'll understand why he is so obsessed with conspiracy.
With the latter priesthood, Musk's followers and sphere of influence will become relatively larger, and he will have the opportunity to be promoted from weak divine power to medium divine power.
But if he lost it, he would be firmly locked in the narrow realm of "thief", and at best could barely maintain the current level of weak divine power, or even fall to a demigod with weak divine power.
Shar stared at Zuo Si with his eyes wide open. After more than ten seconds, he said, "I'm ready too. Let's get started."
"As you wish!"
Zuo Si raised his hands to show everyone the positive and negative energy, then placed his hands in front of his chest and put them together, then separated them again.
"Who will go first?"
"I!"
While Shar was still trying to sense it, Musk pointed to his right hand in front of him and said, "This is negative energy, and the other hand is positive energy."
"Congratulations, Shadow King. You guessed it right. Now it's one to zero."
Zuo Si switched the properties of the energy balls in his two hands in an instant, and then released his fingers so that every god could see clearly.
Then, he repeated his old trick and placed his two hands in front of the Goddess of Night.
Shar was obviously much more cautious than Musk. She even put her face, which was covered with a black veil, close to the gap between her fingers, trying to feel the energy inside through her fingers, or to be more precise, the negative energy.
As the controller of the shadow plane, she was particularly sensitive to negative energy, so she quickly confirmed the trace of negative energy leaked from one of the hands, pursed her lips and said confidently: "This is negative energy, and the other hand is positive energy."
"I'm sorry, but you guessed wrong."
Zuo Si once again completed the energy attribute conversion of his two hands in an instant, and spread them out for the Goddess of Night to see clearly.
"How is this possible! I clearly..."
Shar's face suddenly changed, as if she couldn't believe that her judgment was wrong.
But soon, she realized that this was 100% a trick played by the young human in front of her, and her eyes began to become cold and dangerous.
But Zuo Si was not panicked at all. Instead, he said meaningfully: "The reason why a conspiracy is a conspiracy is that it is unknown and invisible to people. As long as there is no evidence and it is not exposed to the sun, then the conspiracy does not exist. Do you think I am right?"
Shar nodded with a smile on her face, "Haha! Right! That's absolutely right! I originally thought this was a game between Musk and me, but I didn't expect it to be a contest with you.
Very good! Very good! Absolutely amazing!
Dear Soth, your growth rate is really far beyond my expectations.
Maybe you are the one who deserves it the most, compared to Musk.”
"No, no, no, I have no intention of becoming a god.
Because abandoning the physical body to exist in a purely spiritual and philosophical form, being firmly bound to a certain world or even the universe, is unacceptable to me.
So could you please admit defeat early, so that you can end this game that you are destined to lose?"
Zuo Si still maintained that polite and humble attitude.
But all the gods present could sense the aggressiveness disguised as politeness and humility.
There is no doubt that this so-called game was a trap from the very beginning.
He simply announced a simple set of rules for the game, never guaranteeing fairness or not using other means in the process, but instead deliberately emphasized that he would choose a god who was most suitable for the conspiracy position.
The god who is most suitable for the priesthood of conspiracy must be good at planning and seeing through conspiracies.
Among them, the God of Knowledge, the God of Thieves and Zuo Si had already designed a conspiracy in advance. Instead of seeing through it, Shar jumped in and lost miserably.
So no matter how unwilling and annoyed she was in her heart, she had no choice but to admit defeat and quit, allowing Musk to strip away the conspiracy priesthood and take it back under his control.
Soon after, the priesthoods of deception, illusion, etc. were also stripped from Xirik one by one.
Through a series of complex operations by Zuo Si, Subterfuge was obtained by the goddess of strategy, the Red Knight; Conflict was obtained by the goddess of beasts, Mara; Fraud fell on Shar as a consolation prize; and Illusion was obtained by the goddess of winter, Auril.
Just as he had planned before, all that was left of Xirik was a priesthood of lies.
The level of his divine power dropped from strong to medium, and then to weak at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If it weren't for the fact that lies themselves were also a very powerful priesthood and existed widely in every corner of society, he would probably have become a demigod with weak divine power.
Seeing that their goal had been achieved, the gods quickly left the barren and crazy plane of the Noisy Tunnel.
No one knew whether it was intentional or accidental, or whether it was intentional or careless, but when Xirik was about to leave, no one helped to untie him, and left him tied to the broken ground.
Zuo Si saw this scene and immediately brought Zariel closer, and asked with a smile: "Great and One True God, do you need any help?"
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Xirik's eyes were filled with naked anger, hatred and malice, and he growled through gnashing teeth: "Get out! Get away! Don't think I don't know! You and Oghma are behind all this!"
"Tsk, tsk, look at what you said.
Did I create the Book of Cyric? Do you dare to say that wanting to be above the gods is not your ambition? In the end, you accidentally read the evil artifact you created and fell into madness. Who else can you blame except yourself?
Dear Prince of Lies, please remember that your greatest enemy has never been me or the gods, but yourself.
I suggest you do some soul searching and then decide what to do next.
After all, you are no longer a powerful god standing at the pinnacle of the gods, but just a weaker god that is still continuously declining.
Maybe in a few months he would become a demigod with weak divine power.
At that time, do you think those gods who took your priesthood and the dark goddess who hid in the dark to spy on your lie will really let you go? No! They will secretly unite to wipe out the roots! Because for a guy like you who has no power, no allies, and is even despised and spurned by the gods, no one will care even if you die. "
Zuo Si had an extremely evil smile on his face, planting the seeds of panic, despair and distrust in Xirik's heart.
If the madness caused by reading the "Book of Cyric" was a mental illness, then he would now let this guy suffer from another kind of mental illness under strong external pressure and fear.
"What on earth do you want to do?!"
Xirik was obviously a little panicked.
He would never forget how the other gods had treated him like a lamb to be slaughtered just a few minutes ago, wantonly dividing up the priesthood and power.
"I don't have any special purpose. I just don't want to see you die too quickly. That would take away a lot of the fun.
Oh, by the way, this rope created by Gund, the god of craftsmen and enchanted by Midnight, the goddess of magic, should be pretty good.
It's a waste to keep you tied up here, so I'd better take it away.
No need to thank me, I'm not trying to help you anyway."
As he said this, Zuo Si unceremoniously untied the rope that could be called a divine weapon on Xirik's body, and let him fall headfirst to the ground.
After doing all this, he turned around and disappeared into the strong wind with Zariel.
Watching the two people's backs gradually going away, Xirik got up from the ground, glanced at the country that had completely collapsed and there was not even a living thing, and finally couldn't help but explode completely.
“Aa…
Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!
Oghma! Midnight! Kelemvor! Bane! Tyr! And Soth! You damned bastards, wait for me!
One day, I will return all the humiliation I have suffered double! Nothing can defeat the great Cyric! What I lost will be taken back sooner or later!"
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Zuo Si was apparently oblivious to the Prince of Lies' impotent rage.
But even if I knew, I would just treat it as a joke.
Because the current Xirik can no longer pose any substantial threat, just summoning Talona's incarnation is enough to pin him to the ground and beat him.
At this moment, Zuo Si was visiting several other gods' kingdoms one after another to receive the rewards that they promised to give him after he obtained the corresponding priesthood.
Among them, the beast goddess Mara gave a sacred collar.
It can be worn around the neck of any animal, giving it additional power of the Beast King on top of its original strength.
Not only are all basic attributes greatly enhanced, the body size can be increased or decreased at will, and the claws and teeth are equivalent to +4 magic weapons, but also many spell-like abilities and melee skills can be obtained.
Zuo Si planned to take it back and put it on his animal companion, the white bear Artio.
Although he had always treated it as a pet, he never expected this guy to participate in battle.
The reward paid by the winter goddess Auril was one of the most famous high-level artifacts in the continent of Faerun - the Ring of Winter.
This thing has many uses.
Some of the most famous include shortening spellcasting time, continuously enhancing the power of magic items, making the wearer never age, and so on.
In addition, it can also create blizzards, hail and other extreme weather on a large scale, and create ice walls, icicles, and frost and freezing air with a deceleration effect out of thin air.
Even create a magic ice ball with automatic attack and defense effects, and mass-produce armor, weapons, shields, etc. that are as hard as fine steel.
It is rumored that this ring was forged by Azuth, the god of mages, when he was still the chosen one of the goddess of magic, and was later kissed and blessed by Auril, the goddess of winter.
It looks like a golden ring with frost on the edge, and it feels bone-chillingly cold to the touch.
But after wearing it, the feeling of coldness will disappear.
In contrast, what the strategic goddess Crimson Knight gave was very interesting. It was a book that would increase an extra point of intelligence attribute each time you finished reading it.
However, the restriction is that you need to read continuously for six hours for the first time, double it for the second time, and double it again for the third time...
And this book cannot be given to a second person. It must be carried with you and read for at least one hour every day, otherwise the intelligence attribute previously bestowed will disappear instantly.
Zuo Si's evaluation of this magical book is that it only needs to be read four or five times at most and carried with you, otherwise it would be a pure waste of precious time.
Fortunately, it is always good to be able to increase the intelligence attribute.
As for the last God of Thieves, Musk, Zuo Si did not ask for any artifacts, but signed an unknown secret contract with the other party.
It includes a part about how to deal with the transaction with the Shadow Thieves of Amn, as well as a part about joining forces to fight against the Goddess of the Night, Shar.
With the complete destruction of the psychopath Xirik, the only person Zuo Si needed to be wary of in Faerun was Shar, who liked to plot secretly.
Therefore, he has now begun planning to establish an invisible siege against Shar.
As a person who likes to prepare several emergency backup plans in advance no matter what he does, Zuo Si will not choose to sit and wait for death, nor will he let the other party take the initiative.
Just the opposite!
He wants to keep the initiative firmly in his own hands.
By manipulating the division of Cyric's portfolio, Zuo Si has successfully brought Mask, the Red Knight, Auril, and the Beast God Mara into conflict with Shar.
What we need to do next is to wait patiently for the conflict to slowly turn into hatred and hostility.
Behind the Red Knight is the god of war Tempus, behind Auril is the god of storms Talos, and the beast goddess Mara has a good friendship with the goddess of abuse Loviata.
In addition, there is Oghma, the god of knowledge, Midnight, the goddess of magic, and Suren, the moon goddess who has been in love and hate with Shar for who knows how many years.
Zuo Si doesn't need to be afraid of Shar at all now.
Thinking of this, a playful smile appeared on his face as he just left the shadow plane. He gently fiddled with the Winter Ring that he had just put on his finger, and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Compared to fighting alone, I really prefer righteous group fights. Dear Dark Goddess, please don't provoke me again, otherwise I'm not sure how I will retaliate."
Before he finished speaking!
A dark elf girl, nearly three meters tall, with long silver hair flowing down to her ankles and completely naked, suddenly appeared out of thin air less than five meters away.
She is like an elf in the night, dancing gracefully and singing softly. Even people who don't understand music can hear the happiness and joy in her voice.
Needless to say, this is the only goddess of the good camp in the dark elf pantheon - "The Dark Maiden" Eilistraee.
Zuo Si had met the other person twice at the Conference of Gods, but there had never been any verbal or eye contact.
The main thing is that she never wears clothes, only using her silver-white hair to cover her chest. Even among many goddesses who wear revealing clothes, she is unique and it is hard not to notice her.
He was a little unsure about the other party's purpose in contacting him.
Iristrie was obviously not in a hurry to speak. She just danced around Zuo Si in the light curtain created by divine power, and made inviting gestures from time to time.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si had no interest in entertainment activities such as dancing and singing, and had no intention of responding at all.
Helplessly, Iristri could only stop dancing after a while and asked in a pleasant voice: "You don't seem to like dancing very much?"
"No, I prefer to sit back and watch rather than dance myself."
Zuo Si gently kissed the back of the other person's hand and gave an explanation with a smile.
(End of this chapter)
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