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 fade rapidly, replaced by a kind of 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.
毕竟在成为神之后，谎言王子可是放出了上古邪物——混沌魔犬柯兹夫，想要永久性的毁灭其灵魂。
作为报复，克兰沃就算把他的灵魂扣在审判之城折磨个几千乃至上万年，其他神明都不会觉得有什么问题。
所以希瑞克是越想越怕、越想越觉得在劫难逃。
“啊——看来我们伟大的唯一真神已经恢复了理智。我想审判应该可以继续了。”
左思啪的一声合上手里的书，单手抚胸向负责主持审判的提尔略微欠了欠身，示意自己的工作完成。
正义之神毫不废话，立刻大声质问道：“希瑞克！你没有履行自己的神职！公然污蔑和亵渎神上之神艾欧陛下！侵犯其他神祇的权威和领域！现在我以众神议会的名义宣判你有罪，你还有什么好解释的吗？”
听到这番及其严厉的指控，希瑞克立刻声嘶力竭的狡辩道：“不！！！！！！我没有罪！一切都是那本书搞的鬼！我被那本书控制了！”
“哈！那么请问，那本能够蛊惑人心的书又是谁创造的呢？难道不是自称唯一真神的你吗？”魔法女神午夜冷笑着反问。
“是……是那些抄写员！对！就是那些该死的抄写员！他们在里边胡乱加入了一些乱七八糟的东西！”
希瑞克不愧是与“谎言”神职契合度最高的神。
从他嘴里说出来的话就没有一个字是能信的。
事实上，当初为了让混沌魔犬柯兹夫为自己效力，这家伙甚至谎称自己手中那柄由盗贼之神马斯克变成的剑叫做“神灾”，并且已经用其杀死了至少四到五个神。
只可惜，希瑞克显然忘记了，他在秘密制造《希瑞克经》的时候是有证人在场，并且全程目睹了整个过程的。
只见盗贼之神马斯克缓缓从众神中间走出来，用略带鄙夷的语气讽刺道：“把所有责任推卸给不仅连灵魂都被献祭，而且死后还要遭到扒皮的抄写员？
你还真是刷新了神的下限。
伟大的正义之神，我亲眼目睹了《希瑞克经》的制造过程，可以在这里向诸神保证，那本书承载的都是谎言之王最真实的想法。
他就是渴望凌驾于诸神之上，甚至是击败神上之神艾欧获得至高无上的权柄。
所以我认为这件事情已经没什么好说的了，直接宣判并开始剥离希瑞克除了谎言之外所有的神职与神力吧。
唯有变得足够弱小，他才会稍微老实一点。”
“马斯克！！！！你这个混蛋！”
希瑞克猛地抬起头，满脸都是愤怒和狰狞的表情，恨不能直接张开嘴把这个仇敌活生生咬死。
正所谓仇人见面分外眼红。
对于他这种自卑又自大的家伙而言，没什么比暗中受到盗贼之神的操控更难以接受的事情了。
如果仔细算起来，从动荡之年开始希瑞克就一直被马斯克当做棋子玩弄。
不管是凡人时期与死亡三神为敌，亲手干掉了谋杀之神巴尔，还是后来袭击幻影女神夺取其神职和神力，都或多或少受到了后者的蛊惑。
如果不是马斯克最后不小心读了《希瑞克经》最终暴露，极有可能会一点一点在暗中篡夺希瑞克身上属于死亡三神的力量。
但可惜的是，阴谋这种东西终究是见不得光的。
而且越是喜欢“下大棋”，越容易因为中间一些环节发生失误或出现意外情况，最终导致满盘皆输。
盗贼之神现在明显已经放弃了原本宏伟庞大的计划，只想要从希瑞克身上拿回自己之前丢失的那一部分。
因为他知道，夜之女神莎尔极有可能也在盯着自己丢失的那部分神职和神力。
看着希瑞克一副谎言被拆穿后恼羞成怒的样子，提尔轻轻咳嗽了一声示意安静，紧跟着大声宣布道：“既然现在证人有了，证物也有了。我代表诸神议会正是宣判，谎言之王希瑞克罪名成立。根据之前商议的结果，现在立刻剥离其除了谎言之外其余所有的神职。”
“不！！！！！！！你们没资格这样做！放开我！放开我！我要见神上之神！”
希瑞克拼命挣扎并发出高呼。
但遗憾的是这并没有什么卵用。
一方面，艾欧只是托瑞尔星球所在的晶壁管理者，根本管不到外层位面的喧嚣空隧，甚至都不一定知道这里发生了什么。
另外一方面，左思早就私下里联合好几位神祇达成了秘密协议，要瓜分他身上包括阴谋、欺诈、幻象等好几个重要的神职。
所以从战败被俘虏的那一刻起，希瑞克就像是一只被捆在砧板上的猪，连宰掉之后怎么分肉都搞得明明白白，根本没有半点商量的余地。
“我先来！阴谋神职原本就是属于我的，现在正好可以物归原主。”
马斯克第一个忍不住跳了出来。
他之所以如此积极的加入联军、想方设法给希瑞克定罪，为的就是这一刻。
但还没等到这位盗贼之神来得及付诸实际行动，从头到脚都包裹在半透明黑纱中的莎尔突然站了出来，用一种略带玩味的语气制止道：“先别急，我觉得阴谋神职究竟归属于谁还有待于商量。
毕竟当初是你自己不小心弄丢了它。
所以从希瑞克身上剥离下来之后，阴谋神职本身就是无主之物，单纯的将其物归原主是不是有些欠妥当？
要知道它的特性可是契合了在场不少的神明呢。
比如说我……”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，马斯克瞬间感受到了这位最古老、最神秘、知晓秘密最多的创世双子女神之一所散发出来的强烈压迫感，还有那双深邃眼睛里所蕴含的恶意。
很显然，夜之女神窥探盗贼之神的阴谋和阴影两个神职早就不是一天两天了。
如果不是有月之女神苏伦一直盯着，还有历代魔法女神和爱与美之神淑娜的从中破坏，她早就把马斯克给挫骨扬灰了。
看到这种情况，正义之神提尔立刻下意识皱起眉头，沉声说道：“阴谋神职之前的确是属于阴影之王的所有物。
我个人认为将它物归原主更适合一点。
如果夜之女神对此有异议，那么不妨由在场所有的神明进行投票决定归属如何？”
莎尔嗤笑着摇了摇头：“投票？不，我可不会玩这种多数人欺压少数人的游戏。不如这样，让我跟阴影之王在这里进行一场决斗，赢的人拿走阴影神职如何？”
听到这个提议，盗贼之神脸都吓变色了。
要知道他可只是个弱等神力，而且根本不擅长正面战斗，信徒主要来自于分布在费伦大陆各个角落的盗贼公会，实力跟对方差的简直不是一星半点。
或者说，夜之女神随便伸出一根手指头，都能让其吃不了兜着走。
所以马斯克赶忙用力摇晃着脑袋拒绝道：“您可千万别开玩笑。
我只是个小小的众贼之主，怎么敢与您决斗。
这种事情是要讲道理的。
更何况我是个和平主义者，反对一些形式的暴力。”
可莎尔却不依不饶的继续逼迫道：“反对暴力？这个词从你的嘴里说出来还真是令人感到惊讶。可问题是我真的很想要阴谋神职，而你又不肯退出竞争，实在是让我非常非常的为难。”
“既然两位都想要，并且也都有充足的理由，不如让我们通过一个小游戏来决定它的归属呢？”
知识之神欧格玛突然插了一嘴。
瞬间！
马斯克两眼微微放光，像是看到了救星一样，赶忙附和道：“我同意！用游戏来分出胜负最合适，也同样能够避免不必要的冲突跟争端。”
“伟大的知识之王，您知道自己在做什么吗？”莎尔眯起眼睛明显有些生气了。
因为如果没有对方的横插一脚，她有足够把握通过威胁跟恐吓将盗贼之神逼退，轻松拿下自己一直想要的阴谋神职。
在无数位面和物质世界都拥有广泛影响力和无数信徒的欧格玛，显然并不畏惧这位晶壁内的创世双子女神之一，非常干脆的回应道：“我当然知道自己在干什么，就不劳您费心了。
现在解决方法有了，阴影之王也同意了，现在就看您的选择。
如果您同意，那么我们就来进行一次游戏； 如果您不同意，我们就视作您放弃竞争。”
“我完全赞同知识之王的观点。现在请夜之女神做出选择吧。”
正义之神提尔关键时刻站出跟着来补刀。
虽然他并不喜欢盗贼之神，但也同样看不惯莎尔以大欺小的举动。
眼见两个都不太好对付的强大神力丝毫不给自己面子，莎尔脸色顿时变得阴沉无比，强忍着内心之中的怒火说道：“好！我同意！现在就来公布游戏内容和规则吧。”
"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.
moment!
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 collusion 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?"
moment!
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)