The pronunciation of "Ust-Nasa" means "first" in the Dark Elf language.
So even though it is far from being big among the many dark elf cities and strongholds today, it has extraordinary historical and political significance.
Many of the most important and powerful ruling families in famous dark elf cities originally came from here.
In particular, the nearest city, Ched Nashad, was basically a vassal of Uster Nashad, and followed in the latter's footsteps in many wars against other races on the surface world and underground.
Although to outsiders, the evil and cruel drow should usually be hostile to each other and kill each other.
But in fact, when facing a powerful foreign enemy, even two dark elf cities would form a temporary alliance under the instruction of the spider goddess Rose.
This was particularly evident during the "Great Schism" in Dark Elf history.
It is said that when these dark-skinned elves arrived in the Underdark, they used the powerful magical powers they possessed to invade and expand crazily.
What they coveted and desired most was Bellinden, the largest cave occupied by the dwarves at that time.
In order to capture that place and obtain enough resources and living space, the drow tried every possible means, showing their darkest, most evil, and most bloodthirsty side. They even adopted a strategy of genocide against the dwarves, sparing no one, including the old, the young, the women, and the children.
No one knew whether it was due to the excessive use of dangerous magical powers or the anger of the dwarf gods.
In short, when they were about to achieve their wish, a major collapse occurred, which was rare even in the long history of the continent of Faerun.
In the huge underground kingdom called "Bel Linden", the rocks and soil above the head cracked at an unimaginable speed, and then tilted down to bury the thousands of dark spirits that invaded this place.
Only a very few lucky ones, said to be blessed by Rose, escaped.
It was these guys who didn't die that began to gather together for self-protection and survival, looking for new settlements in other parts of the Underdark, and establishing one city after another that was relatively independent in terms of politics and economy, eventually forming the current pattern.
This event was also called the "Great Schism" by the drow.
Because before that, when they had just settled in the Underdark, they were actually an empire united under the leadership of the Church of the Spider Goddess Rose, with a complete organizational structure and ruling system.
When the disaster occurred, Ust-Nassar, as the first city, happened to be located in the rear and was not affected. It sheltered many compatriots who fled at the time and forcefully repelled the beholders and murlocs who wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill all the dark elves.
As for the city of Ched Nashad, it was built after the most dangerous period by some families in searching of larger living space and plundering more resources under the will of the goddess.
Some of the nobles have close ties with the ruling family of Uster-Nasa.
Some of them were simply the second, third, or fourth daughters of the matriarch of the ruling family of Uster-Nasa. Even their family surnames did not change much, with only a letter or word added to their middle names to distinguish them.
At this moment, in the huge temple of this city, a dozen surface elves who were tied up were neatly pressed in front of the huge statue of the spider goddess Rose, and were forced to kneel down to this goddess of chaos and evil.
There were several cold corpses lying in front of them, and the blood that had flowed to the ground had solidified into a semi-viscous solid.
There is no doubt that this was a very typical sacrificial ceremony.
Every few years, each dark elf city would send out hunting teams to the surface to avenge those cousins who they considered to be "sinister and evil". If there was a chance, they would capture a few captives of higher status and bring them to the temple as gifts to the goddess.
This is a "sacred" religious activity that is very important in the dark elf society and must not be taken lightly.
Anyone who makes a mistake during this period will not only bring great disaster upon himself, but may also bring harm to his family.
It was because Drizzt couldn't bear to do it that he deliberately let a little moon elf girl go, which eventually led to the destruction of the Do'Urden family under Rose's wrath.
However, today, in the huge temple of Uster Nasa, the number of surface elves sacrificed was obviously a little too much.
If we count those who were sacrificed before, there are almost more than thirty people.
And none of them were civilians, all of them were fully armed warriors, mages and priests.
Some of them were wearing exquisite magic chain mail and green cloaks that could hide their figures well in the dense forest. They also had a pair of boots that made no sound even when they stepped on leaves. They were obviously important roles such as patrol captains or commanders.
Don't underestimate these three pieces of equipment, and don't think that they are standard equipment for all elven warriors, rangers, and thieves.
Just the opposite!
Their number can be said to be quite rare, and only captains and commanders who have reached a certain status and level are qualified to wear them.
And once equipped, it means you can sneak and hide better in the dense forest, so as to launch a surprise attack on the enemy in a mysterious way.
In fact, ever since the end of the Crown War and the rise of human civilization, the elves have lost the qualifications to compete with the latter on the front battlefield.
Putting aside other things, the loss of population after the war and the pitifully low fertility rate were enough to make them lose the capital to wage a large-scale war.
So from then on, the elves' tactics in fighting against foreign invasions have been rapidly moving towards sneak attacks and guerrilla warfare.
The three magical equipment, elven chain mail, elven cloak and elven boots, were invented to adapt to the new tactics.
Of course, the dark elves don't care at all about what their surface relatives wear.
The male soldier who was in charge of escorting them kicked one of the prisoners without any hesitation, and then walked straight to a beautiful woman with a cold and cruel smile, bowed his head and reported respectfully: "Madam, this is the prisoner we captured in the battle recently.
The guy in the lead is said to be a high-ranking temple priest.
I think if we offer it to the great Queen God, she will bless us.
Furthermore, our army has invaded and desecrated almost half of their temples. This joint operation can be said to have achieved unprecedented success."
“Haha, good job.
But this is far from enough!
Because not long ago, the goddess just issued a new decree, requiring us to completely destroy their city - Sodanisla.
Once we succeed, the great Queen of Gods will grant us unprecedented glory.
As the first city, Uster Nasa will also gain a superior status above other dark elf cities."
The dark elf woman called the Matron raised her hands high and announced loudly to all the dark elf warriors, mages and priests present with a fanatical look on her face.
moment!
Those pairs of eyes flashing red revealed the scorching light of ambition and desire.
After all, in traditional dark elf society, the spider goddess Rose is their faith and everything.
Whether you want to gain more power or strength, or to move your family up the rankings, you must first please and win the favor of this evil goddess.
However, there was one person who behaved very indifferently, and even showed a flash of contempt and disdain.
He was none other than June Irenicus, who was contacting allies everywhere to prepare for the invasion of Sodanisla and absorb the power of the Tree of Life to become a god.
At this moment, this powerful legendary wizard was wearing a cloak called a "guest cloak" by the dark elves, standing only one step away from several matrons.
The so-called "guest cloak" is actually a kind of equipment with a special magic reflection spectrum.
It is a "small gift" prepared by the dark elves specifically for visitors who are not from their own race.
Regardless of the identity of the visitor, he or she must wear the cloak tightly when in the city, otherwise he or she will be attacked mercilessly or even massacred if discovered by the patrol.
As for the purpose, of course, it is to make the "guest" shine like a bright light in the eyes of all the drow.
Since the spectrum reflected by the cloaks can only be captured by the eyes of the dark elves, visitors wearing these cloaks cannot hide at all. From the moment they enter, they will be monitored by all the dark elves in the city.
But Erinikas apparently didn't mind.
In other words, with the powerful magical power, divinity and divine strength he now possesses, it would only take a few hours to destroy the city and kill all the dark elves.
What's more, these guys are now the most important and dedicated allies.
As long as the dark elves could lure out all the troops and wizards from the city of Sodannisla, it would be easy for them to destroy the city's magic barrier and launch a surprise attack on it.
Even for this reason, Ernicas could tolerate the arrogance and rudeness shown by the other party during the cooperation.
"Madam, what should we do with these captives? Sacrifice them all?"
Another young female priest stepped forward and asked cautiously.
"Of course! What else can we do with them? Let them mate with goblins and orcs to produce slaves?
Ugly, dirty bastards like that make me sick."
After saying this, the mistress pursed her lips into a cold and cruel smile, as if she was expecting the other person to scream and wail before death.
But just as the priestess drew out her octagonal ritual dagger and prepared to attack them one by one, Erinikas suddenly stepped forward and suggested, "My dear mistress, I think these captives still have some value. Perhaps you could consider interrogating them first to find out the military strength and deployment of Sodanisla."
There is no doubt that such an act of openly opposing the orders of the Matron is undoubtedly a provocative act in the dark elf society.
If it were any other lowly dark elf male, he would have been whipped all over his head and his skin would have been torn to pieces, or even killed on the spot.
However, as a powerful legendary wizard, Erinikas is obviously not an ordinary lowly man, and the general concept of hierarchy cannot be applied to him.
But even so, the mistress immediately showed an unhappy expression, and her eyes revealed a threatening look.
At this moment, the leading surface elf priest seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Erinikas's face with a magic mask. He was stunned and exclaimed loudly: "Jiang... Nares (Erinikas's elf name)? How come you are here!
Did you plan all those attacks in collaboration with those damned dark elves? I knew that Queen Elly made an unforgivable mistake when she chose to exile you instead of eradicating the root of the problem.
You ungrateful..."
Before the surface elf priest could finish his words, Erinikas's face became extremely angry and manic.
Without a word, he immediately released a dazzling magical light from his hands, followed by a beam of negative energy.
The next second...
Bang! The elf priest's entire body suddenly exploded, and blood, flesh, bones and internal organs splattered everywhere.
In particular, the broken bones also hit several other captives nearby, causing them to fall to the ground seriously injured, covering their torn wounds and screaming heart-wrenchingly.
The scene was so bloody and cruel that even the dark elf nearby showed a surprised expression and glanced sideways.
The drow mistress, who had been looking unhappy just now, immediately put on a playful expression and said jokingly, "Ah! My dear friend.
Didn't you just say you wanted to torture him and get some information?
Why did you suddenly change your mind?
Is it because you don't like his accent?"
"My dear mistress, after careful consideration, I think your idea is correct. These garbage are of no value at all. Death is their only destination."
Erinikas placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly to show his submission.
Obviously, whether the priest mentioned the elf's name that he had used before or mentioned the Queen of Alistar, it seriously touched his reverse scale, which was why he lost control of his emotions and killed people on the spot.
However, after killing the other party, he quickly regained the rationality and calmness that a legendary wizard should have.
“Remember, Erinikas.
While you provide a very valuable opportunity, we are the ones who have the final say.
I hope you can figure out the situation and stop challenging my authority over and over again.
Otherwise it won't be so easy to fool around next time."
After saying that, the mistress turned around and left with the other dark elves, leaving behind only the dying wounded captives and the legendary wizard standing there motionless.
It goes without saying that none of these prisoners, who were seriously injured by the flying bones, could be saved.
Killing them at this time would be a relief.
Therefore, the cruel and bloodthirsty dark elves planned to let the captives die slowly in pain, in order to better please Rose.
After a while, these bleeding surface elves fell to the ground one after another and breathed their last.
There is no doubt that they are not the first victims of Erinikas's ambition to become a god, and they will definitely not be the last.
In other words, the path for mortals to become gods is always paved with the blood, lives, and bones of innocent people.
No matter whether this god is good, evil, or neutral in the end.
After all, the rise of every new god means becoming an enemy of certain gods, and the fights involved in this process will invariably require devout believers to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood.
As for the civilians who may be innocently implicated, the number is even greater.
The fight among the sons of Bhaal for the Blood Throne is the best proof of this.
Looking at the corpses of his former compatriots on the ground, Erinikas, who had long since lost his elf identity and even much of his humanity, was not moved at all, but instead revealed a strong hatred.
He knew that the souls of these dead surface elves had already gone to the kingdom of the elven gods - Avandor.
But he lost this power that every elf is born with when he was exiled and deprived of his elven essence.
Just as Erinikas was feeling furious and was planning to enter Avandor after being deified to question the elven gods why they treated him so cruelly, a familiar figure suddenly fell from the sky with a faint smile on his face.
"My friend, you are really quick.
It wasn't long before they successfully joined forces with the ruling family of Uster Nasa to launch an attack on the settlement and temple of the Wildas Forest Elf.
I think that right now, all the troops in the entire Sodanisla have been mobilized to block the passage connecting to the Underdark, right?
Are you going to start breaking the magic barrier surrounding this tree city and lead the army of summoned, enslaved and controlled monsters to launch a surprise attack? "
"Soth? How did you find me? And how dare you show up in the temple of the spider goddess Rose!"
Erinikas's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly, and all the nerves in his body tensed up instantly.
You know, in order to hide his actions and not be discovered, he has cast a lot of anti-prophecy spells on himself, so theoretically no one should be able to locate him easily.
And actions like this, where someone suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of him, made him feel quite insecure.
"Okay, relax, I'm not here to cause you any trouble, I just wanted to say hello.
Don't forget, we signed a contract.
So there is a connection between us, and it was not difficult for me to find you.
As for this temple of Lolth...
You may not believe it, but my relationship with her is not as bad as you think."
After saying this, Zuo Si raised his head and winked at the statue behind him whose upper body was a beautiful woman and whose lower body was a big-bellied spider.
However, Erinikas still did not let down his guard and continued to test him, "You came all the way here just to say hello and confirm the progress of my plan?"
Zuo Si smiled and asked, "What else?
Can I still kill you? What's more, what you see now is just a projection, not my real body.
I've been trying to develop some interesting abilities recently, and this projection that only contains a small part of the original body's strength is one of them.
Unfortunately, it seems to be restricted by certain rules, so I can't use many of my cards and abilities."
"projection..."
Erinikas understood something instantly, and the expression on his face relaxed a lot.
Obviously, as a unique great devil and lord of hell, it is not surprising that Zuo Si has the ability to create projections.
Not to mention him, even those Hellfire Fiends who have reached a certain level of status, and the Balrog who have become secondary lords in the abyss, basically appear in the form of projections when summoned by believers or worshippers in the material world.
Because the death of the projection will not have any impact on the original body. Even if it is destroyed, it will only disappear temporarily. It is not like the original body entering the material world and being killed, and then having to wait a long time to resurrect in its hometown.
Basically, gaining the ability to create projections means taking one step into the realm of quasi-divine power.
This is the most frequently used ability by many evil lower-dimensional creatures, bar none.
However, Zuo Si ignored these little tricks which he thought were fancy and useless for a long time.
And the projection in front of us is the first one to be developed.
It has a creator level of LV15, a priest level of LV25, a mage level of LV35, and a natural warlock level of LV37, while inheriting all the basic attributes of the entity.
In addition, he has almost half of the abilities of an archdemon, damage reduction, magic resistance and immunity, etc.
However, the power of the planeswalker derived from the spark cannot be inherited, nor can the corresponding abilities be used.
If he wanted, Zuo Si could create and control multiple projections at the same time.
But if the number of projections exceeds a certain threshold, the capabilities of all projections will be greatly weakened.
To put it simply, this thing is a bit like the incarnation prepared by God to enter the material world. It is a special ability derived from the great demon or devil in order to rule a vast territory or to engage in multi-level games with the enemy.
The most important thing is that this thing does not require time and part of one's own strength to create like an avatar.
Even if he was accidentally ambushed and sealed up, he would not feel bad.
For example, in the Watcher's Fortress standing on the Gulf of Fire Dragon on the west coast of Faerun, the guardian god Heim used his divine power to imprison a projection of the demon prince Demogorgon.
But the latter doesn't care at all.
After so many years, he has never tried to use his influence in the material world to allow those crazy devil worshippers and evil wizards who are eager to obtain forbidden knowledge and power from him to summon an army of demons to attack him.
At best, he would let the projection slowly corrupt the mortal guards, and then wait for an opportunity to break the seal and escape.
After confirming that Zuo Si in front of him was not his real body, Erinikas asked again: "What about the son of Baal that you were optimistic about? How is he now after losing his divinity, divine power, and part of his soul?"
“Overall it’s pretty stable.
After all, that is the last trump card that Baal, the god of murder, uses to resurrect. It is far more tenacious than you think.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would cross the Underdark and reach Uster-Nasa within a few days at most.
The dark elves in this city will become the nourishment for the growth of him and the other two Sons of Bhaal in the team.
Eventually, you will meet in the Elven Court of Thordannisla and engage in a fateful duel.
The victor will take everything from the loser and embark on the final journey to fight for the Blood Throne.
How about it, are you satisfied with this script?"
Zuo Si did not hide anything and directly told everyone his plans for the next stage.
Because at this point there is no need to lie or cheat, both parties have entered the stage of showing their cards.
No matter what happens, Erinikas will not change his plan.
He has only one goal, and that is the Tree of Life of Sodanisla.
As for Aberdare and his group, they will keep a tight grip on Erinikas under Zuo Si's arrangement.
Therefore, this fateful confrontation is simply unavoidable.
"Huh! Do I still have the right to refuse and choose?"
Erinikas snorted coldly, then turned around and left the empty temple without looking back, disappearing into the streets of the dark elf city.
In order to allow the dark elves of Uster Nasa to go all out, he needed to do one more thing before leaving, which was to deal with Aidalon, a female ancient silver dragon living in a nearby cave.
You have to know that the latter is an ancient silver dragon that has lived for more than 10,000 years and existed before the dark elves settled in the Underdark.
Not long ago, Erinikas tried to hunt the other side, but it ended in a draw. Neither side could do anything to the other, and only allowed several dark elf armies to safely pass through the tunnel leading to the surface.
But it doesn’t matter, he has now grasped the Silver Dragon’s most fatal weakness.
According to the historical records of Uster Nassa, the reason why Aidalon lived in the Underdark to guard the tunnels leading to the surface was because she made a deal with a surface elf god more than 10,000 years ago.
At that time, the silver dragon's mate was captured by the cruel and evil dark elves, and then their heart was dug out for a horrific dark sacrifice.
This action angered the elven gods, and as a result, the entire clan was expelled into the underworld, and even the pantheon was split into two opposing parts.
One of the elven gods felt sorry for Aidalon and was also worried that the dark elves would counterattack the surface in the future, so he made an agreement with the silver dragon that as long as she could complete the task of guarding the passage, he would fulfill one of her wishes.
You don't need to ask to know what wish she would make when she lost her spouse.
As Aidalon grew older and his body began to age uncontrollably, he finally summoned the elven god not long ago.
The latter fulfilled his promise and blessed her with conception and the laying of a dragon egg.
And what is nurtured in this dragon egg is the soul of her deceased spouse.
I have to say, this is a very touching love story.
She is also a great woman who is willing to endure ten thousand years of loneliness in order to resurrect her husband.
Unfortunately, in the eyes of Erinikas, whose heart had already become extremely cold, this was actually an extremely fatal weakness.
He didn't even need to deal with the powerful and difficult female ancient silver dragon. As long as he stole the dragon egg, the other party would immediately surrender and would not have the slightest power to resist or refuse.
Watching Erinikas disappear completely from sight, Zuo Si, who already knew everything, could not help but sigh: "Love is really a terrible thing.
It can make the calm and rational Erinikas become twisted and crazy;
It can also make Aidalon willing to make unimaginable sacrifices just to reproduce those unforgettable memories and emotions.
The only thing I can be thankful for is that I will probably never really fall in love with someone else in my life, let alone commit suicide for it.”
“A wise choice!
Believe me, so-called love is nothing more than a cognitive illusion produced by the interweaving of the body's hormone secretions and the biological reproduction instinct.
It never existed in the first place and is merely the wishful thinking of mortals.
So I eliminated these useless things from the dark elf society from the very beginning, so that they could establish correct values.
Only strength, power and the ambition to climb up the ladder are the only way to survive in this cruel world."
Along with a familiar voice, a dark elf woman with incomparable stunning beauty suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the empty temple.
The attire and expression on her upper body are exactly the same as those of the giant half-human, half-spider statue behind her.
Anyone who is not blind can understand that this is an incarnation sent down by the spider goddess Rose.
After all, this is her sanctuary, so everything that happened just now naturally could not be hidden from her eyes and ears.
Zuo Si had obviously anticipated the other party's arrival, and he turned around and replied with a smile: "This sentence coming out of your mouth is not convincing at all.
After all, when the elven pantheon had not yet split, you were the wife of the main god Corellon, and gave birth to several elven gods.
If the records in those books are correct, you two were quite loving at that time.
So your current attitude is actually just a resentful reaction after being abandoned.
And I don't think the values of the dark elves can be called correct.
In this sick society, lies and deception are everywhere, and even children as young as a few years old are indoctrinated with racist and hateful ideas. "
"So you're going to help my unfilial daughter Eilistraee? Let her followers settle down in your territory and reproduce to fight against me?" Rose asked angrily.
"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood something.
The area I rule only covers the surface world; what happens in the underground world has nothing to do with me.
Those dark elves who worship the Dark Maiden just happened to build an underground city close to where I rule."
Zuo Si argued meaningfully.
Rose obviously didn't believe a single punctuation mark in his words, and continued to ask with a sneer, "What about their joining the trade alliance? Don't tell me that the materials for building the city came out of thin air! I'm not a fool, and I won't be fooled by your sweet words.
You must give me an explanation today."
Feeling the Spider Goddess' aggressive posture and gesture, Zuo Si was not panicked at all. Instead, he kept smiling and explained politely: "The Trade Alliance is an open and inclusive organization.
Anyone can join as long as the applicant meets the criteria and is willing to abide by the terms.
If you don't believe it, you can also add the city of Menzoberranzan and the city of Uster-Nassa under your feet.
In this way, the dark elves can obtain sufficient food supplies from the surface, and the surface world can also obtain the rich mineral resources of the Underdark. It can be said to be a win-win situation.
How about it, would you like to give it a try?"
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with an extremely deep light.
Even the chaotic evil Spider Goddess couldn't help but frown after seeing it.
Obviously, it is obvious that Rose would never allow the dark elf cities under her control to establish stable trade with the surface.
The reason is simple! She controls these dark elves through lies, deception, information isolation, distorted history, and high pressure from evil religions.
Does it sound familiar?
That’s right!
To some extent, the Dark Elves' psychopathic madness and their irrational hatred for the surface world are strikingly similar to those of certain countries on Earth who also like to tamper with history.
The truth about the Dark Elves' sinking into the Underdark had long been erased forever by the Spider Goddess and her church.
Instead, another fabricated version was used.
In this version, the dark elves are the "victims" who are betrayed and plotted against by the evil surface elves.
From the time they are born to the time they go to various academies to learn combat experience and skills, they are also constantly instilled with this concept by their parents, older brothers and sisters, instructors, and mentors.
Therefore, the dark elves believe that it is natural, reasonable and legal for them to launch revenge killings against the surface elves.
But the problem is that fake is fake after all.
When some dark elves gradually realize that something is wrong as they grow older, or realize that the problem lies with themselves, the strong sense of contradiction and tearing will begin to torture a person's spirit, and make this person go crazy and become more and more unreasonable.
Typically, such outstanding players will take two completely different extreme paths.
One is to hate the surface elves even more, push all the faults and negative things onto the latter, and then continue to live in this sick society with peace of mind.
The other type is to repent, hate their own evil race and bloody hands, and desire to escape from Rose's control.
Drizzt's father Zaknafein is the most typical representative of the latter.
If Rose dared to allow a dark elf city to establish stable and frequent connections with the surface world, then with the trade and cultural exchanges between the two sides, countless deceived dark elves would be exposed to the truth, and then begin to generate rebellious thoughts and consciousness.
The high-pressure rule built around the priestess will become increasingly unstable, and will inevitably decline and perish.
Worse still, the Dark Elves, fed up with the evil goddess, will be given the names of other gods of the surface world.
This means that they are no longer closed to information and can choose other gods as their own beliefs, which will lead to the complete collapse of Rose's monopoly on the dark elves' faith.
"You want to tear apart or even subvert my control over the Dark Elves' faith?"
There was a terrifying light flashing in the Spider Goddess's eyes.
Because this is her bottom line and taboo, and no one is allowed to violate or trample on it, even her own sons and daughters.
Zuo Si calmly shook his head: "No, of course not. I am simply explaining the accusation you just made.
Likewise, I hope you understand that if you really want to make a move on matters of faith, it won't be something as petty as that.
In fact, your monopoly on the faith of the Dark Elves is not as solid as you think.
After all, a society built on lies, deception and high-pressure rule is like a delicate glass vessel.
Although it looks very beautiful, it is actually very fragile.
Sometimes all it takes is a little push and a lot of interesting things can happen.”
After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand and poked the black glass bowl on the altar that was used to hold blood or heads with a finger.
The next second...
Bang! The whole bowl fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces.
You don't need to ask to know that this is a naked and undisguised threat and warning.
Zuo Si was conveying a message to the Spider Goddess, that is, he had ways to destroy the current state of the dark elves' faith, and there were more than one way.
So if the other party continues to hold on to this trivial matter of cooperation with Eilistraee, don't blame him for using his ultimate move.
As the saying goes, dignity is only at the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon.
Especially when facing powerful creatures like evil gods who like to be unreasonable, the only way to make them give you the most basic respect is to make them feel wary and fearful.
Why can the ancient evil creatures and the primordial beings allow gods to have an equal dialogue with them? Isn't it because they have the power to hurt or even kill gods to a certain extent?
Although it is still quite difficult for Zuo Si to directly kill a goddess of medium divine power.
But the problem is that he has plenty of ways to undermine the other party's faith foundation, find loopholes in doctrine, and create conflicts of interest, thought and cognition, just like what he is doing to the god of nature, Silvanus.
Of course, this is all thanks to the rule changes made by His Majesty Io, the God above all gods, after the end of the Year of Turbulence.
Otherwise, if you encounter a group of gods that do not need faith to maintain their existence, that would be a real big trouble.
"Threats, intimidation, bluffing, you are really becoming more and more like a devil."
After briefly weighing the pros and cons, Rose finally chose to take the initiative to end the previous topic.
Because she was being forced to participate in the never-ending war with the Eldrazi, she knew very well what kind of damage this young man who called himself a planeswalker could cause after being freed from his restraints.
If looks could kill, then Zuo Si would most likely have been cut into pieces under the Spider Goddess's malicious gaze.
“You should know best whether I am bluffing or not.
Also, thank you for the compliment.
After all, I am now an out-and-out devil, and I will go further down the path of lawful evil in the future.
You descended to the sky to incarnate, didn't you, just for this little insignificant conflict?"
Zuo Si raised his head and looked into the goddess' eyes without hesitation.
The two sides held out for a full minute before Rose took a deep breath and said, "I'm here to negotiate with you on behalf of the Will of the Abyss.
The creatures called the Eldrazi have nearly destroyed all three realms of Graz'zt, draining large tracts of the land and environment of their energy, ultimately reducing them to worthless, pale fragments.
It would do us no good if the war continued.
So it's time for you to stop, seal up these horrific dark void creatures, and resume the bloody battle between demons and devils.
In exchange, he was willing to acquiesce to Hell's occupation and rule of the first few layers of the Abyss.
In addition to this, you may make two additional conditions.”
"Any conditions are acceptable?"
The corners of Zuo Si's mouth rose slightly uncontrollably.
He let the three Eldrazi Titans do whatever they wanted, just for this moment.
Not everyone has the opportunity to reap the benefits of the Abyss Will...
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