Although Gracia was very angry and confused about being suddenly controlled by others, she quickly forced herself to calm down and began to think about various possibilities.
Because unlike other demons, they have no chance of contacting the Lord of Hell.
She had lived with Asmodeus in her childhood and understood that this great devil with the most powerful strength and supreme power would never do meaningless things, and there was a purpose and intention behind his every move.
But most of the time, these goals and intentions are hidden in a large number of complex operations and political struggles.
When the other demons, including the layer lords, reacted, they found incredulously that Asmodeus had already got what he wanted.
This was particularly evident during the "Great Purge".
Those level lords who had planned for thousands or even tens of thousands of years to overthrow the rule of the Lord of Hell, only realized when they were on the verge of death that the other party had already held their power in his hands.
From the very beginning, I didn't have even the slightest chance of winning.
Especially this time, Asmodeus personally invited a mortal to become the lord of a new level, and even gave him the status of the crown prince of hell, second only to him.
At the beginning, Gracia, like several other lords, was full of anger and dissatisfaction, insisting that that was the position that should belong to her.
But with the coming of Ozachi, the Will of the Abyss and these terrifying and twisted creatures from the dark void started a bloody battle even more brutal than the previous one. The devil's army could unscrupulously capture cities and expand its power in the first few layers of the abyss.
Only then did she begin to realize that her father's judgment was correct.
With Zuo Si's joining, the entire hell force and the tendency of lawful evil in the universe are constantly increasing.
Once the actual occupation and transformation of the first thirty layers of the abyss is completed, the strength of the demons will increase exponentially. There is no need to fear the endless number of demons anymore. Even the existing ruling structure may change.
For example, allowing the original level lords to be promoted to higher-level existences, so as to control the newly occupied areas and enthrone more nobles and second-level lords.
This is why, lords at all levels have given up their original fights and started to work together to send more troops to clear out the demons entrenched in castles and fortresses, scrambling to seize more territory.
Although Gracia's rule over the sixth layer was not yet stable enough, and she could not even control the entire level like those old lords, she also sent a large number of troops.
At present, more than hundreds of large fortresses have been occupied on the seventh and eighth floors of the Abyss.
If nothing unexpected happens, these two layers will be taken away by it.
As the saying goes, one should be grateful to those who have eaten his food and one should be grateful to those who have received his gifts.
Gradually, the Hell Princess' hatred for Zuo Si for taking her place was not as strong as before. Instead, she began to want to become his lover or even establish an alliance with him.
But what she never expected was that Asmodeus suddenly played such a trick, directly changing the status between the two from relatively equal to a superior-subordinate relationship.
That powerful binding document could even deprive Gracia of her control over the existing sixth level.
This was absolutely unacceptable to her, who had finally obtained the position of lord.
After pondering for a long time, the Lust Queen slowly walked down the stairs from the throne, bent down, and ordered the Serpent Demon Intelligence Manager who was kneeling at her feet with a serious expression: "Let all your spies take action! I need to find out Soth's attitude on this matter as quickly as possible!
In addition, send a succubus as a special envoy to invite him to visit my court.
Remember, you must complete the above two goals before the lords of other levels get the news."
"Understood! Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will never let you down." The Serpent Demon solemnly promised.
Soon, he twisted his fat and bloated body and left quickly, disappearing at the end of the eerie and terrifying palace.
As one of the top few high-level devils, the serpent devil believes that intelligence is the key to gaining power and advantage, so it is a natural spymaster.
Many dukes and lords would be very happy to accept the allegiance of a viper demon and let him be responsible for collecting and organizing intelligence.
In fact, in the court of the Princess of Hell, apart from the lust demons, the most favored ones are the snake demons.
After watching her intelligence chief walk away, Gracia returned to the throne and squinted her eyes to look at this beautiful and exquisite palace, which was also terrifying enough to make mortals feel.
As the sixth layer of Baator Hell, Malborge is undoubtedly extremely special.
The reason for this is that almost all the well-known buildings, scenery and places in this layer are evolved from the ever-expanding and gigantic body of the previous lord, the Ghost Countess.
Among them, the "long hair forest" filled with twisted trees and terrifying thorns is, without a doubt, the hair and scalp that have been enlarged to the extreme.
If you get closer, you can even see large patches of dandruff-like scaly substances on the ground, as well as so many "white lice" that you can't even count them.
These parasites, which were supposed to be only a few millimeters in size, can now grow to the size of an adult bull. They mainly feed on unknown substances secreted from the ground.
However, if low-level demons or mortals approach, they don't mind changing their taste and giving themselves a meal.
The castle where Gracia lives now is located next to the "Long Hair Forest" and looks like a huge white skeleton from a distance.
After all, it was originally the skull left behind by the Hag Countess after her death.
Red glass windows are installed in the eye sockets to highlight the unique taste and style of the Hell Princess.
Below the eye sockets is the castle hall, where Gracia likes to summon every visitor and guest.
In addition, the two huge glass windows are also one of the castle’s defensive weapons, which can release terrifying hellfire to destroy any creature that dares to approach.
There are many passages formed by the intestines of the witch countess in the corridors inside the castle.
An irritating mucus would periodically drip from those pleated walls.
Any non-devil creature that attempts to pass through these active channels will be ruthlessly devoured, digested, and absorbed.
There are even some poisonous lakes and ponds evolved from bile, which can continuously provide toxins and acids to the sixth layer. Even the gas coming out from the bottom will randomly produce unpredictable magical effects.
These can either be sold to interested planar merchants or put directly into cans and used as ammunition for a throwing weapon.
Even the ribs of the witch countess turned into a huge semi-arched cliff, and her fingers turned into ten ivory towers.
Gracia has hollowed out one of them and transformed it into the place she needs.
It can be said that the bizarre death of the previous lord directly brought unimaginable rewards to the new lord Gracia.
No one knew why the Hag Countess' body suddenly began to grow uncontrollably without any warning, and eventually died tragically in an almost joke-like manner, becoming the plane lord with the most bizarre death in the entire Hell plane.
Some demons speculated that this might be because she wanted to become a god in some unknown way, but ultimately failed, leading to the disaster.
Some people also believe that this was Asmodeus's doing.
It was the Lord of Hell who deliberately injected countless holy energies into the body of the Ghost Countess, causing her to completely lose control and explode, in order to make room for his daughter Gracia.
Whatever the truth is, this shortest-reigning lord of the plane is definitely impressive.
No matter who it is, once they see the strange and terrifying landscapes on the sixth level, they will involuntarily think of her.
Even after hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years, it will not be forgotten.
This ghost countess who successfully climbed to the throne of lord by betraying her lover and the previous lord, Morlock, during the "Great Purge" probably never dreamed that her carefully planned conspiracy would eventually serve the Princess of Hell.
"No! We can't just sit here and wait for death! Maybe I can talk to Firna."
There was a sinister and cunning gleam in Gracia's eyes.
Due to her previous unscrupulous poaching and conspiracy against lords of other levels, she had no decent allies in the entire hell.
The only one with whom he has a relatively close relationship is Philna, who is also manipulated by her biological father and is an apparent puppet lord.
It was with the secret support of the Princess of Hell that Ms. Firna dared to challenge the authority of Grand Duke Biler.
不过格莱西雅并不知道，左思在拿到那份授权文件之后不久便将其扔到一旁，迅速从一个分身转移到另外一个分身上。
此时此刻，他正坐在位于阿斯卡特拉的法师塔内，会面一位非常重要的客人。
一位来自另外一个非常著名主物质世界“灰鹰”的传奇人物。
不！ 应该说传奇二字已经远远不足以形对方的人生经历，以及在魔法领域的所做出的杰出成就。
他看上去四十多岁，留着整齐的胡须，身上穿着一件黑色的天鹅绒外套，眼睛里闪烁着理智与疯狂交织的光芒。
至于头发……
不好意思，这位脑袋上已经没有了一根毛，光亮的就如同镜子一般。
嗯——标准强者的发型。
左思从上到下将对方打量了好几遍，这才饶有兴致的开口问候道：“欢迎您的到来，魔邓肯阁下。
说实话，如果不是尼米多娜亲自送来消息，我都有点不敢相信这是真的。
如果不介意的话，能跟我说说是什么风把您吹来了吗？
据我所知，您虽然跟伊尔明斯特和欣布保持着某种联系，但却很少出现在费伦。”
“呵呵，我这次造访主要是为了亲眼见识一下可以在不同时空乃至宇宙自由穿梭的旅法师，究竟是一种怎样的存在。
而且风暴女王说过，你是一个很特别、很有趣的施法者，掌握着许多来自其他世界的知识、法术与技巧。
再加上我听说象征着极致守序邪恶的巴托地狱，最近不仅多出了一个巨大无比的新层面，其领主还被阿斯摩蒂尔斯授予了储君的身份。
除此之外，沸腾的深渊意志与那种名为奥扎奇怪物的战争，也同样吸引了我的注意。
综上所述，你觉得我前来拜访的理由还不够充分吗？”
摩邓肯咧开嘴笑着反问。
在说话的时候，他的眼睛一直在不停地瞟旁边那位背着复合弓、手持生命之刃站在一旁的尼米多娜。
作为即便是整个宇宙中都算得上鼎鼎大名的法师，灰鹰世界最强奥术施法者组织“八叶”的创立者与首领，他拥有非常丰富的知识储备，一眼就看出了这是个比神明还要稀有的炽天神侍。
尽管在属性和阵营倾向上与其他炽天神侍略有不同，但那灵魂中所散发出来代表神性的璀璨光芒是绝对不会有假的。
如果不是亲眼所见，魔邓肯绝对不会相信这样一个能够轻松杀死恶魔领主、实力相当于半神的生物，居然会出现在一座法师塔内，并且心甘情愿的成为仆人。
“好吧，看来您在来的时候已经对我做了很详细的调查，的确也有充分的理由。
毕竟在当年混沌之后掀起席卷整个宇宙战争的时候，您的故乡灰鹰世界刚好就是出现转折的主战场，所以会对血战的变化格外关注也在情理之中。
现在人也见到了，如果您有什么想说的或者想要了解的，就干脆一点直接开口问吧。
只要不涉及到一些秘密，我会尽可能的做出解答。
毕竟在刚刚走上魔法道路的时候，我也从您发明的那些法术中受到了不少的启发和恩惠。”
左思没有半点兜圈子的意思，非常直接表明了自己的态度，以及对眼前这位传奇法师的尊敬。
与伊尔明斯特那种整天只会四处瞎逛、喜欢多管闲事，行为模式比起法师更接近一名牧师的糟老头，他显然比较欣赏眼前这位发明了无数法术、培养了一大批才华横溢弟子的光头魔邓肯。
翻开一本齐全的法术书就不难发现，上边压根没有几个法术是伊尔明斯特发明的。
他对于现如今魔法体系的贡献几乎小到可以忽略不计。
甚至可以说就算没有伊尔明斯特这个人，现在的魔法环境该是什么样还是什么样，压根不会有明显区别。
可要是没有魔邓肯呢？ 几乎所有以他命名的法术全部都会消失，包括大裂解、法师之剑、豪宅术、魔法飞弹等等。
除此之外，他教授过的徒弟和“八叶”中那些著名大法师发明的魔法也同样会消失不见。
比如说著名的比格拜大手系列，马友夫强酸箭和马友夫微流星，受到近战法师一致好评的谭森变形术，欧提路克的防护罩系列法术等等……
所以如果没有魔邓肯，法师们不少常用且好用的魔法会瞬间减少十分之一乃至更多。
对于这样可以被写进魔法教科书、历史和发展轨迹的祖师爷级人物，在不发生冲突的情况下，大部分奥术施法者都会下意识报以极高的敬意。
更何况魔邓肯一个典型的“平衡派”，对于善恶、混乱与秩序的冲突有着属于自己的理解，并且还塑造了自己独特的哲学观与宏大的宇宙观。
所以左思有理由相信，这会是一次相当愉快的交流。
“谢谢！”
魔邓肯无疑也察觉到了这一点，马上开门见山的询问道：“旅法师究竟是凭借怎样的力量，可以穿过位面与位面、宇宙跟宇宙之间那浩瀚无边的黑暗虚空呢？”
“是依靠火花的力量。”
左思直接从体内挤出一个闪烁着亮彩的光团，正是前不久才从格莉莎身上回收的最初级火花。
“火花？！”
魔邓肯显然是第一次见到这种神奇的东西，立刻站起身对着火花施展了超过二十个侦测魔法。
足足过了十几分钟，他才忍不住挑起眉毛赞叹道：“不可思议！太不可思议了！它……它居然在一定程度上与神性火花有着惊人的相似性。但不同之处在于，这东西拥有连接和隔绝空间的能力。”
左思微微点了下头：“是的。连接与隔绝空间只是火花最基本的能力之一，同时也是旅法师可以在不同世界自由旅行的力量根源。
除此之外，它还能吸收、存储、转化一切形式的能量，让旅法师可以随心所欲的塑造各种魔法效果、制作复杂的物品和神器。
就这，还是遭到大幅度虚弱之后的结果。
在火花发生质变之前，上古旅法师们拥有足以媲美乃至超越神明的力量。
他们可以随意按照自己的意志创造和毁灭一个世界，不费吹灰之力的撕裂空间和时间，更不会衰老和死亡。”
“听起来真是令人心驰神往。尤其是可以在不同的世界旅行，去学习无尽的知识、窥探这个庞大而又复杂宇宙的真相。”
魔邓肯的两只眼睛死死盯着火花，丝毫没有掩饰内心之中的渴望。
或者说凡是真正致力于理解和研究魔法本质的法师，就没有一个会不渴望成为旅法师。
但遗憾的是，成为旅法师的资质是数千万人中才会有一个，而且其中百分之九十九的人可能一辈子都不会点燃它。
至少魔邓肯知道，自己的灵魂中肯定没有像眼前这个火花一样的东西存在。
否则以他对于灵魂的研究和了解，早就应该发现了才对。
“是啊！谁又能拒绝这样的诱惑呢？”
左思故意装作不经意的样子附和了一句，然后便将火花吸入体内，根本没给对方留下任何开口索要或是研究的机会。
因为他非常清楚，魔邓肯跟夏恩七世不一样，是一个非常有原则且绝对不会忍受遭到别人控制的疯狂天才。
如果让他获得了火花成为旅法师，那么对自己而言非但不是一件好事，反而有可能弄巧成拙。
要是再与尼可·波拉斯或者乌金达成合作协议，那乐子可就大了。
眼见火花从视线范围内消失，魔邓肯明显露出了失望的表情，但还是耐着性子提出了第二个要求。
“伱应该去过不少世界吧？如果不介意的话，能为我演示一下其他世界的魔法吗？”
“当然没问题。”
左思非常干脆的答应下来，紧跟着在接下来的几分钟时间里，稍微展示了一下魔法地球、赞迪卡、依尼翠、秘罗地的特色法术，以及从老龙那里学到的大量心灵魔法。
尽管他释放的都是一些低级且基础的部分，可作为“八叶”组织的创立者与领袖，魔邓肯还是从中感受到了宇宙的无尽与浩瀚，还有不同世界之间魔法理论和理解的巨大差异。
最重要的是，每个世界由于施法环境不同，产生了很多独特且极具创造力的法术模型。
魔邓肯已经凭借出色的智力和记忆力将其牢牢的保存在脑海中，打算回去之后做些有针对性的研究，看看能不能以此为灵感创造一些新的魔法。
整整十几个小时的时间，两人就在这样带着点相互试探的交流中不知不觉的度过。
左思提供了大量闻所未闻、见所未见的法术和理论知识，魔邓肯则提供了一些自己独有的魔法见解，以及好几个专属魔法跟传奇法术作为交换。
Just as the two were chatting more and more interested and were about to start some more in-depth discussions, the Shuoyou mobile terminal in Zuo Si's hand suddenly rang.
He subconsciously opened it and took a look, and found that it was a message from Ximanmeng.
The content is also very simple. Just last night, Gorion, the adoptive father of Aberdare, son of Bhaal and an old wizard who had a good relationship with Elminster and Khelben, died in the woods near the coastal road outside Candlekeep.
The ones who took action were none other than Sarevok, also a son of Bhaal, and his men.
This Son of God, who has secretly established a sect and has a certain number of believers, is no longer the harmless man he was a few years ago, but a dangerous person with a total professional level of LV15 warrior.
In the fierce battle, he not only successfully resisted most of Gorion's magical attacks, but also swung his giant sword directly through the magic protection and chopped off the opponent's head.
“Is it finally starting…?”
Zuo Si muttered to himself quietly.
Perhaps others should not know what this attack and killing meant, but he knew very well that this was the beginning of a great adventure, and also an extremely rare battle for the throne of God on the continent of Faerun.
In fact, before Sharevok took action, a large number of Sons of Bhaal gathered and killed each other near the Marching Mountains on the border between Calinshan and the Kingdom of Tethyr in the south.
If nothing unexpected happens, as the massacre continues, the five most powerful descendants of Baal will soon form an alliance.
"What's finally starting?"
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head and replied, "Nothing, just a prophecy about the god of murder in this world. You won't be interested."
"The God of Murder? Ah! You mean Baal and his numerous children."
Mordenkainen had obviously heard of the prophecy of the wise Alandor, and he stroked his chin and commented: "The divinity and power will be dispersed by giving birth to a large number of offspring, and then after death, these offspring will be killed and resurrected.
I have to say that the methods of this god of murder are quite good.
But the problem is that he apparently did not expect that his most trusted voters would betray him.
Even so, Baal still has a chance to return from this bloody massacre."
"No, he doesn't stand a chance."
Zuo Si pursed his lips and a playful smile appeared on his face.
"You intend to intervene?"
Mordenkainen raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"yes."
Zuo Si had no intention of concealing anything and admitted it openly.
"I have promised Talona that I will seize the priesthood of death that belongs to Baal for her.
But I will accept all the remaining divine power without hesitation.
After all, for a planeswalker, no matter how much energy he has, it is never enough.
As for Baal, since he has been dead for so many years, he should just continue to lie dead in the astral realm.
Anyway, Toril has so many gods, one more or one less won’t make a difference.”
"You are really as crazy and bold as the Storm Queen described. You even dare to interfere in the affairs of the gods.
Well, it looks like you'll be busy, so that's all for today's conversation.
Let’s find a time later to continue the topic we didn’t finish today.
Oh, by the way, although I'm not sure how planeswalkers travel across time and space, this is my address in the Greyhawk world.
If you are interested, you can come to me at any time. The door of my magic tower is always open to you."
After saying this, Mordenkainen tactfully chose to stand up and leave.
As the most powerful legendary wizard in the Greyhawk world, although he was very eager to get more information about other time and space from Zuo Si, especially about magic, and if possible, it would be best to obtain a spark to become a planeswalker, he was not in a hurry.
After all, things like feelings and trust require time and patience to cultivate little by little.
Mordenkainen has always believed that everything has a price.
No matter how precious a planeswalker's spark is, as long as he can offer something that impresses the other party, he can complete this deal that is of vital importance to him.
After the bald wizard had completely walked away, Zuo Si fiddled with the mobile terminal in his hand and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Since the adventure of the Son of Baal has begun, how and with what identity should I intervene?"
"Father, I can come forward and take care of this matter for you."
Nimidona took the initiative to step forward and knelt on one knee, wanting to take on the task.
In her eyes, a group of sons of gods who had not even ignited the spark of divinity were nothing at all. She could kill them all by herself and then take away the part of the priesthood of death that belonged to Baal from the Throne of Slaughter.
But Zuo Si quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, it's a bit too much to ask you, the servant of the Blazing Sky God, to take action.
What's more, the priesthood of death is a very sensitive thing.
It will attract the attention of the current death god Kelemvor and the ancient death god Jaeger.
I hope to get it in a more covert and less well-known way.”
"Master, how about I go?"
Atona suddenly emerged from the corner.
“Neither can you.
Because you also have divinity within you.
And it is a divinity that is completely different from that of the Sons of Baal.
It is very easy to be mistaken for the chosen people or sons of God sent by other gods to interfere.
In addition, your transformation ability is not perfect, and it can be easily dispelled by spells such as dispel magic in battle, and you will return to your original form."
Zuo Si touched the succubus loli's soft and flowing long hair and rejected her volunteering with a smile.
"Then how about letting Fangus and her people go?" Atona continued to ask with a blink of her eyes.
"Stop it! They are all dire wolves now. Their transformed appearance can scare ordinary people to death. Moreover, the reputation of beastmen in this world is not much better than that of demons."
Zuo Si rolled his eyes in annoyance and tapped the girl's head with a little force.
Atona covered the place where she had been hit and asked pitifully, "This won't work, and that won't work. What do you think we should do? We can't let Atio go, right? He's a bear!"
"Artio?!"
Zuo Si's eyes lit up instantly when he remembered that he had an animal companion, and he quickly took out a collar made of leather and unknown metal from his waist bag.
This thing is a divine weapon given by the Beast God Mara, which can allow animals to gain the same power as the King of Beasts on their original basis.
If it is put on a white bear cub, and combined with the power that animal companions can gain from their masters, it is almost impossible to detect the disguise of a shapeshifting druid blessed by the spirits of nature.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si immediately called out to Atio through emotional connection.
After a while, the white bear cub stumbled in from the door.
Yes!
It means rolling with the front paws covering the head instead of crawling!
From its eyes, one can clearly see the awe and fear of the succubus loli.
Moreover, the soft white fur that originally covered its body was now full of pits and holes as if it had been chewed by a dog, and there were even signs of being burned in some places, which directly reduced its appearance by several levels.
This scene made Zuo Si's mouth twitch involuntarily, and he asked in an uncertain tone: "Atona, what did you do to it?"
“Wuwuwuwuwuwu!!!!!!!!!”
The moment Artio looked at his master, he immediately rushed over with tears in his eyes and used his special skill to grab his master's legs.
The extremely emotional and vivid expression and the accusatory roar were just short of being able to speak.
"No...nothing, I just let it train with me a few times."
The succubus Loli lowered her head guiltily.
"train?!"
Zuo Si obviously did not believe Atona's explanation. He simply checked the damage to the white bear cub's hair and found that it was basically either cut by a sword or burned by fire magic.
Moreover, the person who did it was very careful and only hurt the hair without damaging the skin underneath which was as hard as metal. It was obvious that he did it on purpose.
Considering the succubus's innate love of playing pranks and teasing others, I immediately understood what was happening.
However, Zuo Si did not sympathize with the white bear cub at all. Instead, he glared at it fiercely and scolded it, "I told you to hide from me all day! Now you want to come out and complain? Why don't you continue to hide?"
Hearing this, Artio immediately loosened his front paws that were holding his legs, and covered the two furry lychees under his crotch with a look of grievance, as if to say, "If I hadn't hidden away, these two things that carry on the family line would have been gone long ago."
"Look at you! Well, don't be afraid, I promise I won't break your balls today. Come here, I'll give you something nice to wear."
As he spoke, Zuo Si opened the collar and signaled the polar bear cub to come closer.
The latter was skeptical, and carefully covered his crotch and slowly moved his head forward.
Without saying a word, Zuo Si put the collar around his neck and fastened the buckle.
moment!
A huge bear spirit appeared out of nowhere, then raised its head and made a roaring motion, then drilled into the body of the white bear cub.
In just a few seconds, Artio showed very obvious changes.
One of them is that the eyes become exceptionally bright, and the claws and body size also grow at an unimaginable speed, until they become three times the normal size of a polar bear.
But not long after, its body began to become extremely unstable again, as if it was about to melt under the high temperature.
But gradually, this unstable shape change began to develop towards the appearance of humanoid creatures.
Eventually, the creature transformed from a bear into a sturdy, white-haired human child, and was repeatedly lifting his legs in a very strange posture, as if he was learning how to walk on two feet.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the human form of Artio after he obtained the power of the Bear King.
In fact, the so-called Beast King refers to a natural guardian spirit living in the endless wilderness.
They are often responsible for protecting a forest, swamp, wilderness, or a specific group of animals.
When it needs to enter an area where humans live, it will choose a living person or animal as its carrier.
However, the prerequisite is that this person or animal is strong enough (with at least ten more professional levels or monster levels) to withstand the wild natural power of the Beast King.
The possessed people and animals will automatically acquire another form.
That is, humans can become animals, and animals can become humans.
But no matter which form it is, the senses and smell will be greatly enhanced, and the skin will become extremely tough, as if wearing an invisible armor. Even running, jumping, climbing, and swimming will be as fast as a wild beast.
When fighting, you can choose to use weapons, or you can partially transform into a beast and turn your hands and feet into claws to tear the enemy apart.
Most importantly, the Beast King has the power to command all beasts.
They can speak to wild beasts at will and cast charm animal spells with no saving throw to make them do their bidding.
To some extent, being possessed by the Beast King is equivalent to a super-enhanced version of a beastman or a human-beast without any side effects.
Moreover, the giant bear spirit that Artio has obtained is not a beast king in the ordinary sense, but a divine spellcaster with a large number of spell-like abilities.
While it may not be as comprehensive as the Druid's spell list, it can still compete with another nature spellcasting class - the Spirit Shaman.
"Master... Master."
After several attempts, the naked Artio finally managed to speak the awkward common language.
"Yeah, that's right, it's you."
Zuo Si showed a satisfied expression on his face.
He is about 1.5 meters tall, looks muscular and wild, and even stutters when he speaks. He doesn't look like he has any scheming intentions. He is also a boy blessed by the spirit of nature.
This BUFF is fully stacked.
In addition, it seems that he can now also conduct mating experiments on animals turning into humans or humans turning into animals to see what kind of things can be produced.
Artio's eyes widened in confusion, totally not understanding what his master wanted him to do.
Although it is quite happy about the powerful power given by this collar.
For a polar bear cub, turning into a human form is obviously very awkward, especially without thick hair covering its body, which makes it feel very insecure.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si did not allow it to change back. Instead, he took it to the next room which was specially used for testing spells, and demonstrated its acquired spell-like abilities one by one.
After the test was completed, a strange device was placed on the head, and then it was covered with a bear head hat in a cute cartoon style.
About half an hour later, Artio was surprised to find that his body had been forcibly taken over and controlled by the master.
It was obvious that Zuo Si used the same controller that he had used on Davian to manipulate the body of his animal companion.
Although the poor polar bear protested strongly, he still chose to give in under the threatening look of his owner.
It’s just being controlled, no big deal.
Is it necessary to take out a scalpel and threaten to remove the eggs?
After some trouble, Artio was finally teleported to the forest near the Friendly Arm south of Baldur's Gate, where he waited for the arrival of the Son of Bhaal.
At the same time, in the dense forest near Candlekeep just a few days away, two young men were running as hard as they could, not daring to stop even when they were out of breath.
One of them was a young man over two meters tall, wearing armor and carrying a huge two-handed sword.
The other was a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing simple leather armor, with bright pink short hair and holding a short bow in her hand.
As for why I ran, the reason is very simple.
Behind them, an ogre holding a huge club was chasing them relentlessly.
Don’t think that for high-level spellcasters and warriors, killing creatures like ogres is as easy as eating and drinking.
But for most ordinary people and even low-level adventurers, ogres are absolutely nightmares and killers of newcomers.
Because with the power they possess, just one hit can cause horrific injuries such as comminuted fractures and massive internal bleeding.
If you are unlucky and get hit in the head, you can say goodbye to this world.
Therefore, even though the young man had a two-handed sword as a weapon, he just kept running instead of turning around to fight.
In comparison, the short bow and dagger on the girl looked more like a joke to the ogre.
Unless it can hit a vital part like the eyes, at best it will just scratch the flesh.
"Ah... Aberdare! I can't take it anymore!"
The girl suddenly slowed down and sat down on the ground, her face full of pain.
"Damn it! Imoen! Don't stop! Do you want to be that guy's dinner? Get up and keep running! It can't catch up far."
The young man called Aberdare turned around, pulled the girl up, and forced her to continue running forward.
There was no doubt that they were both the Sons of Bhaal who had grown up in Candlekeep.
Ever since Gorlian was killed, the two dared not walk on the main road for fear of encountering those terrible killers. They had been hiding in the woods like headless flies.
As a result, he accidentally entered the territory of the ogre and this scene happened.
I'm afraid no one knows that the legendary adventure story of the two sons of Baal began with being hunted and escaping.
In this way, Aberdare and Imoen stumbled and ran until it was completely dark. After confirming that the ogre had been thrown off, they sat down against a tree and gasped for breath.
Imon, who had never figured out the situation, finally had some free time and immediately couldn't help asking his childhood playmate, "Do you know anything about those killers?"
Aberdare shook his head without thinking: "No, I don't know. They showed up too suddenly. Gorion might know something. Before he died, he asked me to go to the Friendly Arm to find two friends."
"Friendly arms? To the north? I don't think that's a good idea."
Imoen quickly expressed his opinion.
"Ha! So according to you, we should go south?" Aberdare asked with a sneer.
"Why not? We can go through the Cloud Mountains to Amn and ask Soth for help. He is now an absolute big shot, and he will definitely be able to help us investigate the cause and avenge Gorion."
As she said this, Ai Meng's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.
“Don’t let your imagination run wild.
We are penniless now. How can we go south along the Bay Coast Highway and pass through the dangerous foggy mountains? What can we eat and drink along the way? Do we have to beg for food? Let's be realistic. The road to the Friendly Arm is the shortest.
In any case, we have to meet the two friends that Gorion mentioned first."
After saying that, Aberdare no longer paid attention to the little sister beside him. He lay down, closed his eyes, and took the time to rest and recover his strength.
Because he knew that those assassins were coming for him, and he had to be ready to flee or fight at any time...
(End of this chapter)