"Where did this information come from?"
Ovo put down the yellowed books in his hands, and his slightly swollen face revealed an expression of great disbelief.
As a great arcanist in the era of Netheril, he originally thought that after witnessing the stupidity and madness of Karsus with his own eyes, nothing in the world could shock him anymore.
But now, the fat lich suddenly discovered that his ally, Zuo Si, with whom he was cooperating deeply, actually concealed a kind of indescribable madness under his calm and rational appearance.
This kind of madness is different from the chaotic faction demons who act arbitrarily and do whatever they want.
Instead, it takes advantage of human greed, selfishness, desire, and even lofty ideals, obsessions and other weaknesses, and throws out a bait that no one can refuse.
Then, through a series of careful plans and calculations, both allies and enemies can act according to their will, and ultimately achieve one or several jaw-dropping subversive results.
"The source of this intelligence was released by Ximanmon, the controller of the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network.
As far as I know, this guy who transformed himself into a vampire lord not long ago is currently serving both Soth and Fuzzol Chamberlain.
So I guess that Soth made him do this on purpose.
As for the purpose, it could be that he wants to trick Sazastan, or he could be trying to provoke a civil war among the Red Wizards of Sel, or he could be trying to divert the attention of Elminster and the Harpist Alliance.
All in all, I tend to think that South created this crisis himself.
After all, that is the eye of Talos, the god of storms, and it contains powerful divine power that can control natural disasters.
Anyone who gets hold of it will have the power to destroy a country in an instant.
Not to mention that it can also elevate mortals to the status of gods.
But what exactly he wants to achieve is still unknown.
Because with the rapid spread of news, there are too many variables that may be triggered."
Morissa blurted out everything she could think of.
As the eldest grandson and niece of the Immortal, and also the one with the highest level and strongest spellcasting ability among his descendants, she undoubtedly knows very well the value of the Eye of the Storm.
This thing might even attract some old monsters that have lived for thousands of years.
For example, the wizard king Larloch, who lives in Baldur's Gate and the Warlock's Tomb in the Troll Mountains north of the Winding River, might be interested in this.
"So you think that eye was a decoy released by Soth on purpose?"
Ovo stroked his fat chin with a thoughtful expression.
Morissa nodded slightly: "This is an obvious thing.
Soth is a very special person.
He never set the goal of becoming an immortal god, but had higher pursuits.
His unique identity as a planeswalker gives him a huge advantage that even gods cannot achieve.
In the world of Toril, perhaps only this guy is willing to throw out a divine artifact like the Eye of the Storm, and then sit by and watch countless people scramble for it like mad dogs.
If you are interested in this, we should start planning in advance.
Otherwise, as more and more people join in, there will be no chance to take action again."
"Hahahaha! No, my dear child, your understanding of Soth is still too superficial.
Believe me, from the moment the Eye of God was thrown to Sazastan as bait, he must have made countless preparations.
Be it Sazastan, Visharun, or any other interested person, they will never have the opportunity to complete the so-called deification ceremony.
Soth will take back the eye at the right time in a way that will leave everyone speechless.
So don't waste your energy.
I don't want to waste my time and energy on such a boring fight."
Ovo laughed and shook his head, with even a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
There is no doubt that his way of thinking is the most unique among all the existing great arcanists, and can be called "maverick" even in the era of shining stars in Netheril.
This fat lich never even built a magnificent floating city like other great arcanists to show off his power, wealth and authority. Instead, he chose to build a magic castle made mainly of basalt in the lonely wasteland.
Perhaps it was this crucial choice that made him one of the few great arcanists who did not foresee the destruction of Netheril but ultimately survived.
In addition, Ovo maintained his human form for a long time by absorbing life force through necromancy magic.
Therefore, he is different from other solitary liches. He has a huge number of children and descendants, and it is said that the number reaches an astonishing tens of thousands.
Many of them are soulless "living zombies" created through special necromancy magic, and many of them are his or other family members' descendants.
But now, Ovo has abandoned the castle originally located in the lonely wasteland and gave it to Morisa as a gift, and instead built a residence in the cave under the High Forest.
Since the High Forest is covered with dense forests, rivers, grass and swamps, it is not easy to find the magically obscured entrance.
Moreover, anyone who got close to the cave entrance would have to successfully cross the freezing cold river water without any access to air.
This is absolutely impossible for most living people.
Therefore, only undead creatures, constructs, elemental creatures, alien creatures, and life forms that have acquired extraordinary characteristics are qualified to approach the entrance.
In addition, Ovo has a very bad reputation. Like the emperors of the Shane Empire, he likes to capture unicorns, which symbolize kindness and purity, to conduct evil necromancy experiments.
His attainments in this area are even greater than those of Sean VII.
"Are you sure?" Morissa asked in an uncertain tone. "You know, even if you get the knowledge of mortal deification from Velsharoon, it is very valuable."
“I’m absolutely sure.
If the so-called deification ceremony consumes an Eye of God as the price, then it is essentially a process of transformation of divine power and divinity.
The former is the most important, while the latter is just a means and has no universality or reference value.
Besides, I don't think an evil and chaotic deity like the God of Storms would be so kind as to let mortals take advantage of him for free.
Even if someone succeeds in becoming a god through this method, they will probably just become the target of Talos's exploitation."
After saying this, Ovo no longer paid attention to his eldest granddaughter and niece, and continued to organize the magic knowledge and materials and classify them according to the difficulty of learning.
As a senior who had already founded several magic academies and personally taught many well-known wizards, he obviously knew that magic learning should be gradual and that young apprentices should not be given overly dangerous and explosive knowledge right away.
Otherwise it will trigger a series of disasters, tragedies and unimaginable serious consequences.
Many magic academies will eventually fail, decline and be destroyed, largely due to the wizards' pride, arrogance, stubbornness, and endless thirst for knowledge and power.
Seeing that Ovo was immersed in his own world again, Morisa could only sigh slightly, put one hand on her chest and bowed, then turned around and walked away from the dark underground.
Because the walls of the underground cave are covered with the blood of a creature called petrified cow.
At first glance, this thing looks like a naturally formed texture, but its effect is to prevent any teleportation magic from taking effect.
So Morisa needs to walk out first, and then use teleportation magic to return to her place.
…
Almost at the same time, Elminster, who was active in the North, was in a cabin provided by the Harpers. With a serious expression, he was discussing the news that Sazastan had obtained the Eye of the Storm with Leila, Khelben, Storm Silverhand, Simb, Dov Eaglehand, and some other high-ranking Harpers who had also reached or were close to the legendary level.
"Did Soth really give that thing to Sazastan? Is he crazy?"
Xinbu, who was impulsive by nature, was the first to lose his temper. He slammed the table with his staff and asked angrily.
Because no one present hated the Red Wizard of Sel more than she did, and the country he ruled, Agrallon, had been invaded again and again.
If Sazastan really became a god and completed the integration of the internally strife-ridden Cyre, then Agrallon would undoubtedly be the first victim.
"No, it wasn't handed over to them. Instead, they made a deal." Storm Silverhand corrected.
Xinbu rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Is there any difference?"
"Of course there is a difference.
Judging from Zuo Si's personality, he likes to collect artifacts, high-level magic items and knowledge.
When Sazastan got the eye, he must have paid an equal or even several times higher price.
This means that he must have lost a lot of his cards and is in a very fragile and vulnerable state.
In addition, once the red-robed chief who opposes Sazastan within Serre learns of this news, he will certainly try to sabotage it in every possible way.
The most important thing is that the Eye of God and the method of deification are now in the hands of Sazastan and Visharoon respectively.
Moreover, the two of them are mortal enemies, so there is definitely no possibility of reconciliation or cooperation.
So the situation is not as bad as you think, at least we have enough time."
Storm Silverhand patiently explained to the hot-tempered sister.
Perhaps it was because she had lived with Elminster for a long time, or perhaps it was because she had been training new members of the Harpist Alliance for a long time and serving as a technical and psychological mentor. In any case, she had the calmest character and the most patience among the seven sisters in the north, and rarely showed arrogance or anger.
"I don't quite understand why Soth did this? I remember that when the conflict broke out in Luskan, he and the Red Mage were already hostile to each other."
Dove Hawkhand couldn't help but interject.
"According to the information we got from the Zhentarim, Soth seems to have exchanged the Eye of God for two artifacts, the [Dead Moon Magical Orb] and the [Throne of Sakshiel], as well as a Three Wishes Ring."
Celeria, another high-ranking leader of the Harpers and a legendary bard, gave the answer.
Given the long-standing tradition of mutual infiltration between the two intelligence organizations, she sent people to confirm the rumor as soon as it was revealed.
So compared to other organizations who had only heard a general idea, the Harpists had already grasped most of the information that Zuo Si had deliberately leaked.
"A deal? That's really like his style."
Khelbourne stroked his thick black beard with a thoughtful look on his face.
Leila frowned and asked, "So the conclusion drawn by the Harper now is that Soth and Sazastan have not formed an alliance, and their relationship is just that of a transaction, or is there a bit of mutual benefit?"
Celeria nodded without hesitation: "That's right! The top leaders of the Zhentarim did not hide anything about this transaction.
It can even be said that they are deliberately spreading the news to let more people know.
This behavior was undoubtedly putting Sazastan on the fire and making his situation extremely difficult and dangerous.
Velsharoon, his former mortal enemy;
The Red Robe Chief who opposed Sazastan; the legendary wizards and dangerous undead creatures hiding in the dark who aspired to become gods; several great arcanists left over from the Netheril era; powerful dragon kings who aspired to become gods, such as Tchazzar the Dragon of the Gods and Dorgothos the Doomsday Crawler; and our old friend Sammaster, who suffered a great loss in front of the Lord of the Morning, and those crazy followers of Talos the Storm God...
There are too many powerful evil forces willing to fight for the Eye.
From this point alone, it can be seen that Soth and Sazastan are not in the same group.
Just the opposite!
He was using the eye as bait to provoke a violent conflict, and then sit back and watch the show.
Without a doubt, this is a typical lawful evil behavior, and it is also in line with his current identity as the Great Devil. "
"Damn it! Can't this guy just be quiet for a few years? Ever since he came into this world, he has been either causing trouble or preparing to cause trouble. He has never had a moment of leisure.
I really don't understand where Soth gets all that energy and fighting spirit that is different from ordinary people and never gets tired.
Normally, at his age, shouldn't he be obsessed with beautiful love and an adventurous life? "
Another old human warrior with a goatee couldn't help but complain wildly.
Blowing out two clouds of freshly inhaled white smoke from his nose, Elminster fiddled with the pipe in his hand and explained, “Soth is a planeswalker with the ability to travel through different time and space, so don't judge him by common sense.
The things he may have seen, the ideas he may have come into contact with, the knowledge, magic, and technology he may have learned in some time and space are all things we have never heard of or seen.
In addition, his mental and spiritual state is obviously much more mature than his appearance.
Unless Thoth himself is willing to change, nothing can affect him, not even the gods."
"So what should we do now? Join this extremely dangerous conflict?" Storm Silverhand asked.
"I think we should first go and ask Soth in person to find out what his plans are and what he wants to do."
Xinbu frantically pulled at his messy hair which had not been taken care of for who knows how long.
"If it were the same as before, there would be no problem.
But since I decided to start working against him, it would be impossible for him to reveal too much given his personality.
And even if he tells us his plan and purpose, how can we be sure that it is not a trap, a lie or a snare? Don't forget that Soth has always been cold, ruthless and cruel when dealing with his enemies. "
Elminster gave a helpless smile.
Because after several disastrous defeats in previous fights, he had deeply realized how terrible Zuo Si's methods of playing with people's hearts and human nature were.
Leila also sighed and said softly, "Don't worry about this. I've asked Kuilu and Alastro to try to get Tos's attitude.
In half a month, the Trade Federation will hold a general meeting in Askatla.
They have a pretty good cooperative relationship, so I should be able to get something out of them.
But before that, we must ensure that neither Sazastan nor Velsharun can get the part held by the other. "
"I will go to Sale myself."
Xinbu was obviously a man of action. Without saying a word, he stood up, cast a teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
After another hour-long discussion, the rest of the people worked out two emergency backup plans and began to dispatch personnel to the easternmost part of the continent of Faerun.
There is no doubt that becoming a god is an irresistible temptation for most ambitious mortals.
Especially the arcane spellcasters who have rich knowledge reserves and are aware of the huge gap between gods and mortals are the best among them.
Just as many powerful beings such as archmages, legendary wizards, liches, dracolichs, vampires, etc. began to gear up after receiving the news, Erinikas, who was far away in the Tower of Durlag, was also ready to join in.
The one who brought him the news was none other than the vampire queen Badi.
As an old friend, how could Zuo Si forget Erinikas who also had a strong obsession with becoming a god?
He also wanted to see which legendary spellcaster would be more skilled in this melee and win the final victory in the chicken-eating contest.
However, the prize for the champion is not the Eye of the Storm, but a magic duel with Zuo Si himself.
With a complete set of Netheril scrolls, his total arcane spellcasting level had reached LV33.
These include Mage LV6, Mystic LV10, Archmage LV5, Rainbow Apprentice LV7, and Lord of Arcane LV5.
Correctly lacking a suitable opponent for actual combat testing.
Of course, as a person who values "martial ethics", Zuo Si will not use any planeswalkers or powers from other worlds in this spell duel, nor will he use those divine weapons casually.
He wanted to figure out how his arcane spellcasting ability, which was derived from his mage profession, would rank roughly in the continent of Faerun, which was filled with powerful people.
But Erinikas was obviously unaware of this and was still immersed in ecstasy, constantly using the prophetic crystal ball and various spells to try to obtain more information.
After a few hours, he slowly calmed down and raised his head to ask, "I'm going to Sel, could you help me look after this place?"
"no problem."
Badi agreed without hesitation.
"Remember, you can ignore everyone else, but you must keep a close eye on Sarevok.
The concentration of divinity and divine power in the blood he had sent earlier had become quite high.
If I fail to successfully seize the Eye of God this time, this guy will be my last hope."
Having said this, Erinikas paused, turned around and stared at the humanoid creatures that were soaked in jars and their bodies and brains were separated.
Through in-depth research on these sons of God, combined with previous experiments on the Saints of Amaunator, Erinikas has gained a very comprehensive understanding of divine power and divinity.
Even Zuo Si used Badi as a spy to steal his research results.
Therefore, Erinikas is one of the very few legendary wizards who can try to become a god directly without the knowledge in Velsharoon's hands.
But before going to Sale, he still needs a little insurance.
Thinking of this, the high elven wizard walked straight up to a man who looked to be around thirty years old and chanted a short and powerful spell to him.
The next second...
“Aa ...
A heart-wrenching scream came out of the man's mouth, and blood vessels all over his body bulged, giving him an extremely hideous and terrifying appearance.
But even worse than him were the living people in the other jars around him! The moment the spell took effect, the latter's entire body suddenly exploded with a bang, and blood, bones, internal organs and minced meat directly covered the translucent glass cover, and finally slowly fell down to form a pool of sticky meat sauce.
Their souls were absorbed by the magical device above and flowed into the body of the screaming man through the pipes.
After about three to five minutes, a large number of bone spurs began to grow on the man's body, and some foul-smelling black blood slowly flowed out of his body until it was captured and absorbed into Erinikas' body.
There is no doubt that this guy is draining the divine power and divinity from the Son of Baal and then integrating it into his own soul.
Such a cruel and evil magic made even Badi, the queen of vampires, feel her scalp tingling when she saw it.
As time went by, she found that she could no longer understand the extremely dark and crazy thoughts in Erinikas' mind.
"Ah ...
Erinikas took a deep breath, an expression of great enjoyment appearing on his face.
Divine power and divinity! Even though it was only a little bit, it had already made him begin to realize the huge gap between gods and humans.
After doing all this, Erinikas handed control of the tower to Badi, and then cast a teleportation magic to the country of Sel, which was ruled by the red wizard.
But he probably never dreamed that just as he left, Zuo Si appeared out of nowhere, glanced around with interest, and then asked with a smile: "Has your brother left yet?"
"Yes, Master.
Just as you would expect.
After learning that the eye could make mortals become gods, Erinikas chose to join without hesitation.
In addition, before leaving, he killed all the captured Sons of Baal and absorbed the divinity and divine power squeezed out of their souls.
If nothing unexpected happens, I have definitely gained some extra strength.”
Badi quickly knelt on one knee and reported respectfully.
"Haha, are you finally going down this path?"
Zuo Si pursed his lips and showed a meaningful expression. At the same time, he glanced at the unrecognizable corpses in the jars with the corner of his eyes. Finally, he turned around and said to Sancho who was following behind him: "Did you see it? This unparalleled blood, cruelty and death is the fate that the son of Baal needs to face.
After you die, you won't even have the chance to reincarnate in the realm of gods or the outer planes.
If you don't want to end up like this, you need to seize the time and gain powerful strength.
In this world, only the strong are qualified to dominate and control their own destiny."
"I understand! Please rest assured that I will never allow myself to end up like this."
The boy clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in response.
Having been sacrificed more than once, he had long realized what the identity of the Son of Baal meant, and even developed a strong hatred for his biological father.
Because if he didn't carry the blood of the God of Murder, he could have lived an ordinary and comfortable life like an ordinary person.
Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "I admire your rebellious spirit.
Because anyone who dares to defy fate is worthy of respect no matter what the final outcome is.
Now let me test your recent learning progress.
See those carcasses in those jars that look like pate?
Tell me what Erinikas did to make them like this."
Sancho resisted the nausea and psychological resistance and walked straight to the front. He raised his hand and quickly cast a zero-ring [Detection Magic] and said in an uncertain tone: "The wizard named Erinikas used some unknown necromancy spell.
The reason these corpses became like this was because of the resistance between divinity and divine power during the soul extraction process.
To be precise, the corpse was forcibly torn into pieces by the reaction force when the divine power was withdrawn.
He uses the souls of weaker Bhaalborn to maximize the potential of a stronger Bhaalborn.
Then sacrifice it as a sacrifice to obtain the divine power and divinity you want."
"Not bad! It seems that you have read those books about divine power and divinity seriously."
Zuo Si praised the boy with satisfaction, and then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Then do you know what the consequences are for Erinikas to forcibly seize the power and divinity of the Son of Baal?"
"as a result of?"
Sancho blinked in confusion.
Because he had no idea what consequences Erinikas would have to bear.
“Haha, it seems that you are only superficially familiar with the knowledge and viewpoints described in that book, and do not have a deep understanding.
Remember, the Sons of Bhaal are essentially fragments of the divinity, power, and ministry of Bhaal, the God of Murder.
Through this decentralized storage method, he had only one goal in mind, which was to return from the star realm.
Therefore, once the Son of Baal awakens, he will immediately cause killing under the influence of his essence, making the name of Baal once again an object of fear for countless people.
Especially among you brothers and sisters, only one will survive to the end.
The purpose of the former is to gain believers and influence, while the purpose of the latter is to reunite divine power and divinity, and ultimately ignite the spark of divinity so that Baal has a body that can carry his own consciousness, and ultimately bypass all obstacles and successfully resurrect.
This means that when someone tries to seize the power and divinity of the Son of Baal, he himself will become one of the sacrifices for Baal's resurrection.
Under such strong instincts and impulses, no mortal can resist unless he can obtain equal strength to fight against it.
Therefore, Erinikas' soul is now closely connected to the Blood Throne.
If he dies one day, his soul will be devoured instead of being reborn as a clone or reincarnated in the outer planes. "
Zuo Si concealed nothing and directly pointed out the huge hidden dangers.
From the moment he absorbed the power and divinity of the Son of Baal, Erinikas degenerated from a legendary wizard with countless lives and chances to start over, into a special Son of Baal with only one life.
Because he is different from Zuo Si, who also absorbed the power of Baal.
The latter is a planeswalker, and has only absorbed divine power but not divinity, so after the transformation is completed there is basically no effect.
But Erinikas would have to take a huge risk.
He absolutely cannot fail, let alone die, otherwise the divinity and divine power in his body will instantly backfire and turn him into an irrational killer.
For a mage, there is nothing more tragic than losing self-awareness and sanity.
Gulp!
After hearing this, Sancho was so scared that he swallowed his saliva. The eyeball constructed with magic and divine power kept spinning wildly, trying to find more useful information around it.
Similarly, he also realized that his mentor brought him to this place in order to make him understand what would happen if the Son of Bhaal gave up the fight.
For a moment, the nerve in the boy's mind, which had begun to relax and slack, tensed up again.
"Stand here and stare at these tragically dead bodies! If you don't fully tap your potential, you will end up like them in the future."
After saying this, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to the boy and began to visit the Tower of Durrag that had been transformed by Erinikas.
It has to be said that elves do have many unique features in art and architecture.
The rough style originally designed by the dwarves, after being reshaped by Erinikas, presents an atmosphere of refinement, delicacy and elegance.
Moreover, this guy's lustfulness has not changed at all. Not only did he capture several tree spirits and water fairies as tools to vent his desires, he also summoned three succubi to serve him.
In addition, the dungeon also holds some young, beautiful, and well-proportioned elven women.
To be exact, it is the clone of the Elf Queen of Sodanisla.
Some of them were even fixed on a large wooden frame, with various special tools placed next to them, creating a scene straight out of an anime.
They usually only wear a small amount of translucent gauze like erotic clothing, and some are simply naked.
"I'm very curious, how does your brother manage to maintain such a strong and vigorous desire? If I remember correctly, aren't surface elves relatively indifferent in this regard after reaching a certain age?"
After walking around for a while, Zuo Si finally couldn't help but raise the question that had been bothering him.
You should know that the biggest difference between elves and humans is that their personalities are relatively calm. They may show emotions such as happiness and joy, but they rarely get too excited.
Compared with material and physical enjoyment, they prefer to pursue spiritual satisfaction.
Even the dark elves, who have the highest fertility rate, rarely give birth to more than a dozen offspring during their hundreds of years of lifespan, and some are simply only one child.
This is completely incomparable to the fact that humans can give birth to more than a dozen offspring in just twenty to thirty years.
Matron Baenre of Menzoberranzan gave birth to more than twenty children in her lifetime, which was considered a miracle and was believed to be blessed by the spider goddess Lolth.
Therefore, it is common knowledge in the continent of Faerun that elves tend to be sexually apathetic as a whole.
Many elves would rather spend a hundred or eighty years on a love relationship than spend a few minutes contributing to the continuation of the race.
It is precisely because of this that Zuo Si is puzzled by Erinikas, an old pervert who is obviously an outcast.
Badi quickly explained: "Actually, Erinikas wasn't like this before.
When he was in a relationship with Alistar, he was always very reserved, elegant and polite.
But then, when we were exiled, Erinikas became a different person almost overnight.
Cold!
cruel!
greedy!
Lustful!
As far as I know, unless he is doing long-term focused research, he has to have sex with his concubines and clones at least thirty times a day to calm his crazy brain a little bit."
"So... Erinikas is venting his pent-up emotions in this way in order to keep himself calm and rational?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
As for something like thirty times a day, it is nothing for a legendary wizard who possesses powerful magical powers.
Especially after obtaining the "Pink Book" filled with various erotic magic from the Succubus Queen, let alone a mere thirty times, even three hundred times, three thousand times, or thirty thousand times would be no problem.
In contrast, Zuo Si was more concerned about Erinikas's psychological and mental state.
"That's about right. In Erinikas's eyes, it was the Elven Queen Alising who betrayed him. That's why he is so eager to become a god and to avenge those enemies who once left humiliating marks on us."
As she spoke, the Vampire Queen Badi reached out and touched her cheeks and ears.
In her exile, she, like Erinikas, was stripped of all elven qualities, both inner and outer.
"What about you? Don't you have any desire in this regard?"
Zuo Si continued to ask questions with great interest.
Badi hesitated for a moment, but soon shook his head gently: "Maybe at the beginning, I still had anger, resentment and hatred in my heart.
But it wasn't long before these emotions were replaced by bloodlust and the pleasure that comes from lust and indulgence.
Now I no longer have much hatred towards Sodanisla's former compatriots. I just simply want to suck their blood and enjoy the process of transforming them into vampires.
I think I have been Devoured by the evil nature of the undead and am no longer the same person I used to be.
After all, I have never been a strong-willed person, but rather I love indulgence and pleasure."
“Very accurate description.
I didn't expect you to have such a deep understanding of the changes happening in yourself.
That's good, because knowing yourself is important because it helps you understand what you really want and what you desire.
Many people become arrogant and conceited because they lack self-awareness, and eventually slide into the abyss of failure. "
While speaking, Zuo Si reached out his hand and gently stroked the vampire queen's pale and cold cheek, staring at her eyes and the sharp fangs hidden under her blood-red lips.
Badi stretched his neck obediently, looking nervous and uneasy.
But before she could say anything, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out from the cell behind her, swung the mace in his hand and smashed down hard.
Bang! Without any surprise, the hammer was directly blocked by Badi's arm, without even a drop of blood, only a red mark was left on the skin.
The next second...
She simply snatched the opponent's weapon with her backhand.
It can be seen that in front of the Vampire Queen, the strength of this attacker is really not worth mentioning, basically the same as that of an ordinary adult male.
"A dark elf?"
After seeing the other person's true face, Zuo Si showed an expression of surprise.
He could hardly believe that Erinikas, who was so picky about women, actually liked this.
The female drow in front of him was about 1.45 meters tall, with a slender and well-proportioned figure. Although it was obvious that she had received combat training and had certain muscles in her arms and legs, she was not strong at all, but rather a little thin.
"Master, she must have heard our conversation just now, why don't you let me suck her blood dry."
Badi suddenly opened his mouth, revealing two sharp canine teeth, and used one hand to hold down the struggling dark elf woman.
The latter was obviously extremely frightened, his eyes were full of fear and despair, and he was holding tightly in his hand something that looked like an amulet.
Out of curiosity, Zuo Si gave the Vampire Queen a calm gesture, then snatched the amulet from her hand, held it high, and asked in a slightly playful tone: "A dark elf who believes in the goddess of the night, Shar? This is really not common. If you don't mind, can you tell me your name?"
"Viconia! My name is Viconia! If you are willing to let me go, I am willing to be your slave and do anything for you and provide all services for you."
The dark elf woman raised her head to reveal her delicate face hidden under her long white hair.
Although she was not very proficient in the common language of the surface, she still had a certain ability to communicate.
"Viconia?"
Zuo Si's DNA moved instantly, and he began to carefully look at this woman who was still very beautiful even by the standards of the dark elves.
He was wearing a tattered cloak, a chain mail that was almost damaged by the sunlight, and dirty boots with exposed toes. The skin on his cheeks and arms had also undergone some changes due to long-term exposure to the sun.
There was no doubt that this was a drow who had just escaped from the Underdark to the surface.
Most of its equipment was in the same condition as when Drizzt came to the surface, and was being rapidly destroyed as it was exposed to sunlight more and more times.
If nothing unexpected happens, in three to five days, this woman will probably have to choose between stealing clothes or running naked.
Moreover, she did not seem to be a tool for Erinikas to vent his desires, nor did she show any signs of being violated. She was simply captured and imprisoned in the dungeon.
(End of this chapter)
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