As is Mu'hon to the north, and Cyre, ruled by red wizards further northwest.

The Chanfa were originally just slaves who, under the leadership of their gods, destroyed the magical civilization of Imaskar and later established a part of the huge theocratic empire - Mulhorand.

Another theocratic empire nearby, Enther, was established in almost the same way.

But with the continued turmoil, rebellion and weakening of the two ancient empires, many marginal areas gradually split off and gained independence.

However, in name only, these small border countries are still vassals of the Mulhorand Empire.

But after the turbulent years ended, Io, the God above all gods, may have felt that it was a bit inappropriate for these gods who came from other dimensions to rule mortals in a way similar to the incarnation of saints.

So he personally removed the barriers that the artificers of the Imaskar Empire had set up when they fought against the gods.

This barrier prevents them from connecting with the kingdoms of the outer planes, and they can only exist in mortal bodies like saints through reincarnation.

The disappearance of the barrier allowed the gods walking on this land to finally return to their essence, instead of running around with a fragile body. It also ended the thousands of years of theocracy.

Many scholars believe that this marks the official acceptance of them by Io, the God of Gods, as members of the Pantheon of Toril.

You have to know that in their previous state, the gods of Mulhorand and Unther were incomplete.

This is also why they suffered a great loss when fighting against the Orc Gods.

Mulhorand's sun god Ray and many of the gods of Unther fell in the "Orcgate Battle".

There are more than eight people who are clearly recorded.

The orc god Gruumsh became famous because of this and became the first known godslayer in the kingdom.

You have to know that when Mulhorand and Unther joined forces, they had an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

There is more than one person with such great divine power.

But even so, they were still horribly massacred.

Gruumsh even went on a killing spree when outnumbered, slaying gods one after another with ease, without even suffering any serious injuries.

Although the alliance between the two pantheons eventually won the "Orcgate Battle", the huge losses directly caused the Unther gods to be unable to recover and almost perish.

The country's main beliefs have also been continuously eroded by the gods of Mulhorand, the god of tyranny Bane, the second-generation magic goddess Mystra, and the god of war Tempus.

Now there are probably only two left, Tiamat, the dragon god, and Hohr, the god of vengeance.

Moreover, both of them were very smart in breaking free from the constraints of their original identities, leaving the Unther pantheon and joining the Faerun pantheon.

The gods of Mulhorand also fell into a long period of weakness.

But now, with divinity and power returned to their essence, the gods of Mulhorand have regained their vitality.

Although the whole country is undergoing an unprecedented change after the mortal came to power, conspiracy and power struggle are also in full swing.

But compared with Enther next door, which was in serious civil strife and slave and civilian uprisings occurred one after another, it was completely different.

So it was no surprise that the Mulhorand Empire launched a war against its former ally Unther.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the scale of the war was not large and it only existed along the border between the two countries.

Although the city of Jindrank, which participated in the French invasion, was affected a little, the trade route with the Karatu continent was not interrupted.

Countless caravans still gather here in an endless stream.

In particular, a large number of specialties from the far east could immediately earn at least twenty or even thirty times the profit as long as they were transported along the Rosen River to the Falling Star Sea.

So the people here are tense and busy, and their minds are full of thoughts about how to make more money by using the trade between the two continents to make themselves and their families richer.

But they had no idea that an extremely dangerous person was hiding in the city of Jindrank.

At the moment, he was in a gray brick house, roaring angrily at his followers: "Are you all fools and idiots? After spending so much time, you can't even catch a six or seven-year-old child? How important is it for me to know the thing hidden in his body and soul? Without that thing, I can't complete the most critical step of the ritual and ascend from a mortal to a god!"

“But…but Master, that boy is the son of Bhaal.

And also awakened some of the divine power and divinity.

You can teleport to any corner of the continent of Faerun in an instant.

Especially in recent times, he seems to have hidden somewhere that can block the tracking of prophecy magic, making it impossible for us to find his exact location.

All we know is that it was last seen at Baldur's Gate on the west coast."

A middle-aged bald wizard in a red robe explained carefully.

It can be seen that he is a typical Sel red robe, with densely covered magical tattoos shining with arcane light on his head and neck.

Although not all red robes are willing to shave their heads just to gain more and more powerful magical powers.

For example, Edwin did not shave his head and beard, but had thick and lush blond hair.

But generally speaking, red wizards are pragmatic, willing to sacrifice a little beauty for power.

This is why in many people's impressions, bald heads and tattoos are always associated with red-robed wizards.

In addition, as nearby neighboring countries, Cyre and Mulhorand are quite close, so it is not surprising that they appear in the city of Jindrank, which participates in the law.

But the situation where people gather so densely in a room like now is obviously rare.

After all, Mulhorand is not one of those weak countries in the west, but an empire with powerful strength, and the number of priests in the church can be said to be quite large.

The red-robed wizards would not be so stupid as to ignore the easier-to-invade west and instead turn around and fight this former suzerain country.

Their presence in Mulhorand usually serves a single purpose.

That is to obtain more slaves, as well as rare and precious spellcasting materials, or to dig out knowledge, scrolls and magical items about the Imaskar Empire from ancient ruins.

“I don’t care!

Send everyone to Baldur's Gate to search for the boy! Bring him back alive before he discovers the secret hidden in his body! Remember!

I want living people, not corpses! If anything unexpected happens, I will turn all of you into ghouls and zombies!"

The elderly red-robed wizard in the lead glared with his eyes emitting green light and threatened fiercely.

Anyone who has a little knowledge of necromancy magic can feel the abundant negative energy in his body, which is completely different from that of the living.

You don't need to ask to know that this is a guy who has just transformed himself into a lich.

"As you wish, great Velsharoon."

All the red-robed wizards and other followers present hurriedly prostrated themselves and knelt before the old man who exuded a terrifying aura, then quickly cast a teleportation spell and disappeared from the spot.

Obviously, this lich in a red robe is none other than the most powerful rival of Sazastan, the chief of the Undead Order of Sel, and also the most dangerous enemy regarded by Halrua, the Kingdom of Mages - Velsharoon.

He had fought against Himbu, the Storm Queen, and Elminster, the Archsage of Shadowdale, more than once, but was expelled from Cyre after losing a political struggle centuries ago.

Since then, Velsharoon has been dedicated to exploring the Purple Dust Plains, hoping to find the treasures left behind by the Imaskar Empire among the endless deserts and ruins.

Including endless knowledge, powerful artifacts, and methods of cheaply manufacturing various strange things, he plans to fight back one day, kill Sazastan and replace him.

But the interesting thing is that he did not find much of what he wanted from the ruins of the Purple Dust Plains. Instead, he discovered a method of deification left behind by Talos, the God of Storms in ancient times.

As long as you follow the above process, a powerful wizard may be able to become a demigod.

Of course, the prerequisite is to obtain the permission of Io, the god above gods.

维沙伦几乎瞬间陷入狂喜，立刻尝试着与风暴之神塔洛斯取得了联系，并同意在成为神明之后成为对方的从神。

不得不说，这简直就跟原本打算挖沙子赚点小钱的商人，突然走狗屎运一下子挖到了大油田一样离谱。

事实上，在托瑞尔所在宇宙成为神明比很多人想象中的更满戏剧化，充满偶然性和意外性。

你以为凡人封神的过程是一点一点积蓄实力，通过各种各样的方法夺取神力与神性，然后发展信徒直至达到成为准神乃至半神？

大错特错！

真正朴实无华的封神应该是像密斯特拉那样，上一秒还是个普普通通的牧羊女，下一秒神上之神艾欧就从天而降，询问是否要与自己签订契约成为魔法少女（二代魔法女神）。

当她回答了是，瞬间便从凡人晋升为国度内仅次于艾欧的最强大神明，同时还是魔网至高无上的主宰。

一模一样的情况还发生在动荡之年的希瑞克身上。

这家伙仅仅是找到了命运石板，随后便获得死亡三神的全部力量。

所以想要成为强大的神明，在这个世界从来都不是靠什么努力、天赋、阴险狡诈的计划，而是要把运气这个看不见、摸不着的属性点满。

毫无疑问，维沙伦就是这样一个有着逆天般运气的人。

在费伦原本的历史中，他会在DR1368年前后完成所有流程，成为巫妖、不死生物和死灵系魔法之神。

但现在的问题是，随着左思的出现，这个世界发生了很大的变化。

一件对于封神来说至关重要的东西，在运输过程中被一个巴尔之子偷走了。

而这个巴尔之子就是眼下藏身于阿斯卡特拉法师塔内的桑乔。

在原本的时间线中，男孩没过多久便会被维沙伦的手下抓回去，最终成为巫妖之神封神路上连名字都没有的小小祭品。

但是现在，维沙伦和他的手下已经找不到桑乔的踪迹。

因为所有预言系魔法都已经被法师塔的防护屏蔽掉了。

眼下他们唯一能做的就是沿着博德之门附近寻找线索。

此时此刻的博德之门，完全可以称得上是“群星璀璨”。

不光有野心勃勃想要继承父亲鲜血王座的沙洛佛克，巴尔之子冒险故事中的主角——阿伯戴尔和爱蒙，班恩选民——傅佐尔·钱伯瑞率领的散提尔堡大军。

还有左思手下的势力，尚未完全撤离的竖琴手同盟，潜伏在附近伺机而动的拜龙教，为散提尔堡大军提供情报支持的散塔林会，一些比较极端的暗影德鲁伊教派，夺心魔潜藏者和被他们控制的怪物，以深水城为首正在考虑是否要派出援军的北地领主联盟。

如果维沙伦和他的追随者也跟着卷入进来，那么红袍法师的死灵系首席——萨扎斯坦也必然不可能会袖手旁观。

哦，对了，还得把财富女神渥金教会牵头搞的贸易同盟也加进去。

至于到现在还被蒙在鼓里的博德之门官方和深陷内战的影贼，压根连加入这场博弈的资格都没有。

当然，外面混乱的情况已经跟桑乔没有半点关系了。

由于巴尔之子的身份导致他一直在不停的逃亡，从始至终都不知道自己遭到了维沙伦的追捕，还以为那群红袍法师也是冲着自己体内谋杀之神血脉来的。

随着成为左思的学徒，这个男孩每天都在不断的学习与魔法实验中度过，并且第一次有了前所未有的安全感，甚至偶尔还能跟同龄人说说话。

毕竟高塔内可是住着小狼人、魅魔萝莉、由苦难之神教会送来学习专业知识和技能的孤儿，还有四处游荡负责干杂活的各种魔蝙、魔鬼和一些精怪魔法类生物。

虽然身为导师的左思经常连人影都看不见，可桑乔还是非常喜欢这样的生活。

尤其不用整天心惊胆颤提防随时有可能会出现的追捕者，每天都可以安心吃饭、睡觉，让他觉得就一直维持现状也不错。

但遗憾的是，这种美好的生活最多只能维持半年，每一个巴尔之子都不能逃避自己的命运，只能勇敢的去面对。

“唉——”

盯着摆在自己面前那厚厚的一摞书籍，男孩忍不住微微叹了口气，抓起摆放在桌子上的糕点和零食往嘴里塞了点，一边吃一边小声吐槽道：“早知道当法师要学这么多东西，我还不如去当个战士或者盗贼呢。”

“怎么，你后悔了吗？”

阿托娜悄无声息从图书馆的一个书架后面钻了出来，精致可爱的小脸上浮现出玩味的笑容。

作为一个魅魔，她天生就喜欢窥探别人的内心和思维，然后找到弱点利用其达成自己的目的。

“不，不是后悔，只是发现成为法师并没有我想象中的那么容易。”

桑乔耸了耸肩膀，明显已经习惯了这位外表看上去比自己稍大一些的女孩神出鬼没。

“主人说过，追求力量和真理的道路没有捷径。如果你发现了某个可以快速提升自己力量的方法，那么它一定隐藏着不为人知的隐患和陷阱。”魅魔萝莉郑重其事的警告道。

因为她发现了在那厚厚的一摞书籍中，有一本赫然是跟献祭有关的内容。

要知道在这个充斥着魔法与超自然力量的世界，除了神明之外，还有很多可以赐予凡人力量的存在。

其中最著名的就是下层位面的恶魔与魔鬼。

有些时候，凡人只要做一些邪恶的事情取悦对方，那么就有一定概率会获得赏赐。

尤其是混乱阵营的恶魔，做起事情来完全是随心所欲不按套路出牌。

这也是为什么，在物质世界恶魔崇拜者要远比魔鬼崇拜者更多一些。

除此之外，还有一些野兽之灵、精怪之灵也会接受杀戮跟鲜血的供奉。

由于阿托娜原本就是个魅魔，而且还是左思这个地狱层面领主的信徒，甚至可以说是选民，所以她对于这方面非常了解。

可男孩却没好气的翻了个白眼回应道：“我又不是那些傻瓜，接受过这方面的教育，也知道是怎么回事。别担心，我看这本书并不是为了获得力量，而是想了解其背后的象征意义。”

“因为你被那些疯狂的教徒和其他巴尔之子献祭过？”阿托娜饶有兴致的追问。

“没错！还有，你能别整天盯着我吗？搞得我好像随时都有可能会犯下大错一样。”

桑乔语气中带着一丝不耐烦。

毫无疑问，跟许多被魅魔萝莉美丽外表迷惑的青少年不同。

他的年纪太小还没到对异性产生兴趣的时候，所以不管是说话还是态度都相当的硬气，颇有左思当年的风范。

阿托娜也不生气，反而用一种笑盈盈的语气说道：“你以为我愿意这样？ 还不是因为你巴尔之子的身份带来了许多不确定的风险。

你还不知道吧？

就在这几天，博德之门一带突然出现了四下打听你消息的家伙。

我怀疑你肯定卷入了某些连自己都不知道的麻烦中。”

“什么？有人在打听我的下落！”

上一秒还满不在乎的桑乔，下一秒就浮现出紧张无比的表情。

“哼！怎么，现在知道害怕了？”

阿托娜眼神中透露着鄙夷之色。

“别打哑谜！快告诉我他们是什么人？又为什么要对我穷追不放？不行！我得去找导师！”

桑乔猛地从椅子上站起来，打算离开图书馆直奔上层塔主的专属房间。

可还没等他走出几步，魅魔萝莉就用戏谑的语气调侃道：“省省吧！主人第一时间就得知了这个消息，现在正在着手处理呢。等你反应过来，怕是对方都已经找上门来了。”

“啊？导师已经知道了！”

男孩猛地停下来，满脸都是震惊和难以置信的表情。

“废话！记住，你是主人目前唯一的弟子，不要总是毛毛躁躁、怕这怕那。在这个世界上，还没有几个敢冒着激怒主人对你下手的家伙。”

说完这番话，阿托娜便站起身走到桑乔的身边，抬起纤细的小手在对方脑袋上狠狠敲了一下，随后哼着歌蹦蹦跳跳的消失在外面的走廊尽头，只留下后者惨叫一声瘫坐在地上。

……

与此同时，北方位于博德之门城外的一处庄园内，左思正在会见一位非常重量级的客人，即塞尔红袍法师组织的死灵派系首席——萨扎斯坦。

不用问也知道，这位强大的传奇巫妖是追着维沙伦和他的手下过来的。

作为曾经势均力敌的死对头，没有任何人比萨扎斯坦更了解维沙伦的危险性。

所以即便是后者在遭到流放之后，他也一直派人在盯着。

当发现维沙伦的追随者开始成批成批的出现在费伦大陆西海岸之后，萨扎斯坦立马选择采取行动。

In fact, to a certain extent, Sazastan, who is rational, calm, intelligent, has unparalleled patience and is good at playing conspiracy and intrigue, has many similarities with Zuo Si in character.

In addition, both of them had no aversion to the large-scale use of the undead, so after a brief greeting and conversation, the atmosphere quickly became harmonious.

After all, the West Coast Empire that Zuo Si was about to establish was in the southwest of the continent of Faerun, while Sel controlled by the red-robed wizards was in the northeast corner of the continent of Faerun.

According to the principle of making friends with distant countries and attacking nearby ones, the two sides do not have much substantive conflict of interests at all, and are naturally suitable to become allies.

It is basically certain that the other two countries are founded on arcane magic, so they must have a lot in common.

If Aznar Sruul had not brought people to Luskan to cause trouble and strained relations, Sazastan would have sent people to try to contact and cooperate with this planeswalker and chosen one of the gods who possessed special powers.

But it doesn’t seem too late now.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips slightly and let a smile appear. He said in the most sincere tone possible: "Dear Soth, I think you should know why I came here, right?"

"For those red-robed wizards who are asking around for the whereabouts of a boy?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.

"No, no, no, I want to correct you. Most of them have been expelled from the organization and are no longer part of the Red Robe Wizards." Sazastan hurriedly explained.

“But I don’t see how they are any different from ordinary red-robed wizards.

Okay, stop beating around the bush and just tell me what happened.

I don't think a busy person like you would have nothing better to do than to travel all the way from the east to the west of the continent."

Zuo Si was obviously a little tired of this endless probing and took the initiative to show his hand.

Based on the information provided by the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network and his liches, he had roughly guessed the reason and just wanted to confirm it again.

Sazastan was silent for a moment, then slowly asked, "Do you know Visharon?"

"Velsharon? The guy who competed with you for the position of leader of the Undead faction a long time ago, but lost the battle and was exiled?"

There was a barely perceptible flash of understanding in Zuo Si's eyes.

"Yes. This guy has been hiding in the city of Jindrank, north of the Purple Dust Plains, and has been tirelessly digging and exploring the ruins of the Imaskar Empire with his followers.

The red-robed wizards you see appearing near Baldur's Gate are his subordinates.

Some of them were losers who had defected because they had nowhere else to go, while others were apprentices he had personally trained according to Searle's method.

In short, although these mages look the same as the red-robed mages on the surface, they are actually hostile to us.

Just recently, spies reported that Velsharoon seemed to have unearthed some artifact or amazing magical knowledge in an ancient ruin in the desert.

But later, for some unknown reason, the vital parts of the excavated items were stolen.

The thief was the boy they were looking for.”

Sazastan did not hide anything and openly told everyone the information he had.

Because he knew that if he wanted to operate on the west coast and defeat Visharoon, he must first reach an agreement with the young man in front of him, preferably to form an alliance.

"Purple Dust Desert...

The remains of the ancient Imaskar Empire...

The battlefield where the artificer fights against the gods from another world...

And with Velsharoon...

I think I know what he found.”

Zuo Si touched his chin and smiled meaningfully.

Although he didn't know much about the Lich God Velsharoon, he roughly knew the time when he was deified and the method he used.

But I didn't expect that the two sides could communicate across the entire continent of Faerun.

Similarly, Zuo Si also realized why his new disciple Sancho was able to break free from the influence of Baal's divinity and power at such a young age.

It’s not that the boy has a strong will, but that he inadvertently absorbed something he shouldn’t have absorbed.

"What is it?"

Sazastan leaned forward slightly, his pupils flickering with intense curiosity.

There is no way not to be curious!

He was obviously very clear that something that made Visharoon so nervous and serious should at least be a powerful artifact, or a weapon and magic created by the artificer to deal with gods.

If he could get it, he would be able to defeat the other chiefs in the council and completely control the Red Robe Mage Organization and the entire Cel.

"Haha, you don't think such important information would be free, do you?" Zuo Si smiled cunningly.

Sazastan was so smart that he immediately understood that the other party was asking him to make an offer, so he calmly asked, "What do you want in exchange?"

"I want all the magic tattoo making techniques in exchange."

Zuo Si spoke without any hesitation.

You should know that Sel Red Robe's magic tattoo making technology is second to none in the entire continent of Faerun.

And it also spawned branches such as [drawing magic tattoos], [casting tattoos], [storing magic tattoos], [spell tattoos], etc.

Ordinary low-level magic tattoo technology can only make the skin tougher and gain some magic resistance and immunity, but they can be used to store a complete spell.

The gap between the two is extremely large.

Among them, [Spell Tattoo] is equivalent to a constant super magic skill, which is fully charged and used once every 24 hours. After activation, the next spell will have the effects of silent spell casting and fixed spell casting.

[Spell Storage Tattoo] is just as the name suggests, it can store any spell and release it when needed; [Spell Tattoo] is very similar to a disposable scroll tattooed on the skin, which will completely disappear after casting.

Although Zuo Si and his liches have developed a set of rune magic that can cast constant spells on the body, so far they can only reach the fourth ring and below.

But the red robe wizard's superb magic tattoo skills allow him to tattoo seven-ring, eight-ring, and even nine-ring spells on his body.

Although he himself no longer has much use for this technology, it is still a rare good thing for a spellcasting organization or even a country.

What's more, after obtaining the magic tattoo technology, it can also be used to strengthen the summoned creatures of the mage cards.

Sazastan was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the other party would offer such an expensive price.

After all, magic tattoo technology is one of the core secrets of the Red Robe Wizard. Only selected members who are loyal to the organization are qualified to learn the production technology.

Likewise, he realized that what Visharon had found was far more valuable than he had imagined.

The two of them stared into each other's eyes for a full minute, and then Sazastan fiddled with the ring on his finger and asked, "Is this news really that valuable?"

Zuo Si answered very straightforwardly: "Believe me, you have made a great deal by exchanging the magic tattoo for this information. After all, it is a method that can allow a powerful wizard to be promoted to a demigod."

moment!

Sazastan seemed to be under a spell, his whole body in absolute stillness.

If he had not been a lich that had transformed into an undead creature, he would definitely be trembling slightly with excitement right now.

Allow a powerful wizard to be promoted to a demigod?

No wonder Velsharoon was so nervous that he even sent all his men to Baldur's Gate on the west coast.

There is no doubt that as the chief of the Red Robe Undead faction in Sel, Sazastan also has the ambition to become a god, but he has not found a way yet.

Now that we have suddenly learned such news, we need to go all out, whether for the purpose of disrupting the enemy's plan or to realize our own wishes.

After figuring this out, the legendary lich quickly cast an unknown spell.

The next second...

A large book emitting a dazzling arcane aura appeared out of thin air and landed on the table with a thud.

Sazastan simply pushed the book forward gently. "Here, this is what you want. Now please tell me immediately what Velsharon has obtained."

“In an ancient ruin in the Purple Dust Plains, he found the method of deification left behind by the Storm God Talos long ago.

As for what it is specifically, I’m not quite sure.

But what is certain is that using this method to deify a god requires the help of Talos and the permission of Io, the god above all gods.

Of course, the second point is as good as nothing.

Because in Toril, even gods from other worlds that already exist must obtain permission from the latter before entering as gods.

Also, you can rest assured that Velsharoon's plans will succeed.

The boy he is looking for is called Sancho, and he is under my protection."

As Zuo Si answered, he quickly flipped through the book that recorded countless magical tattoo production techniques and skills.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of pages of content, each of which was filled with tiny handwriting and patterns on both sides, were completely copied into the memory library.

"That boy is in your hands?!"

A hint of joy appeared on Sazastan's slightly dry face.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. To be honest, I didn't notice anything unusual when I took Sancho in.

Simply because he is a son of Bhaal.

But now it seems obvious that there are some other secrets hidden in his body and soul.

A secret enough to deceive my eyes and my senses.

That’s interesting, isn’t it? ”

"It's really interesting. I think we should join forces to deal with Velsharon this time, and then get the method to become a god. What do you think?"

Sazastan took the initiative to propose an alliance.

From the conversation just now, he had already realized that Zuo Si did not have too strong hostility towards him, but was rather willing to be open and frank with him.

But Zuo Si refused bluntly, saying, "Forget about the alliance.

I have a pretty good relationship with the Storm Queen, Xinbu. If she knew that I had formed an alliance with the Red Robes of Sel, she would probably come to kill me and hold me accountable.

And I have no interest in becoming a god.

Because if I had this idea, there would be no need to go through so much trouble, as there would be many powerful gods willing to help.

So what seems so precious to you is worthless to me.

But don't worry, I'm not going to stop you.

Just the opposite!

If you are willing to do me a favor, I will also provide you with some convenience in return."

After hearing these words, even Sazastan, who rarely had strong emotional fluctuations after becoming a lich, couldn't help but feel jealous.

Sour! So sour! But he also knew that the other party was not bluffing, but stating a very common fact.

After all, the favor that the goddess of poison and disease, Talona, ​​had for the Son of Plague was no longer a secret, but was almost semi-public.

There are even rumors that the goddess had already engaged in some unspeakable intimate acts with him, just like what the second generation magic goddess did to her voters.

In addition, Zuo Si's relationship with Oghma, the god of knowledge, and Midnight, the third generation goddess of magic, is also well known.

In addition, he recently went to the triple realm of the Abyss, rescued the goddess of wealth Waukin from Graz'zt, and then carried out a series of actions with her.

Anyone who is not blind can see that the two sides have concluded a close alliance.

What's even more outrageous is that Zuo Si, who is from the evil camp, can actually maintain a good cooperative relationship with the lawful good Triumvirate.

Sazastan absolutely believed that if the young man in front of him wanted to become a god today, he would be able to fulfill his wish in a few days or even hours, instead of being unable to achieve his wish like himself.

After secretly sighing at the gods' preference for Zuo Si, he raised his head and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's simple! I hope you can help Fuzzol Chamberlain at a critical moment.

Let him wipe out the last resistance forces in the entire West Heartland area as soon as possible and clean out the original ruling class in the area.

In return, I will inform you as soon as I find out what is hidden inside Sancho.

As for the rest, we can complete it through transactions when the time comes.

If I remember correctly, your red-robed wizards in Cyre should have quite a few precious artifacts.

For example, two famous artifacts from the Netheril era, the [Orb of the Dead Moon] and the [Throne of Sak'thir].

Although the value of the artifact is considerable, it is obviously insignificant compared to truly becoming a god.

What do you think?

As the last word came out of his mouth, an unfathomable smile appeared on Zuo Si's face, and then he stood up and left.

Gazing at his gradually receding back, Sazastan's shriveled eyeballs were shining with cold light, revealing the unrest in his heart.

Because both the [Dead Moon Orb] and the [Throne of Sakshiel] are top secret.

Not to mention outsiders, even few people among the Red Robe Wizards knew about it.

Among them, the [Dead Moon Orb] was a gift from Larloch, the wizard king of the Netheril era who lived in seclusion in the mountains north of the Winding River. Basically all those who knew about it have been killed.

Sazastan had no idea where Zuo Si got the information from.

Could it be from the God of Knowledge or the Goddess of Magic? "Damn it! I hate this feeling of being led by the nose by others!

This is also why I hate and detest the Chosen Ones of the Magic Goddess in Elminster.

They are able to get the help of the gods, and in many cases it is like cheating."

The lich couldn't help but complain in a low voice, and quickly cast a teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.

There is no doubt that for mages of the same level, whoever can grasp more information will gain the initiative and advantage in the game or even in the battle.

In this regard, the red-robed wizards of Sel suffered a lot when they went against the Chosen of the Goddess of Magic.

Not to mention that Zuo Si is also a time traveler who holds countless secrets about this world.

If possible, Sazastan absolutely does not want to do business with such an unpredictable guy.

But unfortunately, the choice was not in his hands.

Ever since he learned of Visharoon's plan to become a god, Sazastan had no choice but to find ways to sabotage it.

Otherwise, given the hundreds of years of grudge between the two, if the former became a god, he would definitely not let the latter have an easy time.

As one of the few legendary liches who knows the huge gap between gods and mortals, Sazastan does not think that he can confront the god with the ability to shatter stars head-on.

So even if he couldn't become a god, at least he had to prevent Visharoon from becoming a god.

With this idea in mind, he returned to Cel and immediately began to mobilize the forces under his control to take action.

After the other hostile red-robed chiefs noticed this, they also became nervous...

(End of this chapter)