After successfully rescuing the underage elf girl Guilaser Liaton, Zuo Si now had a qualified guide.
You have to know that Sodanisla is a city built on a huge tree of life.
Therefore, the complexity of the terrain is more troublesome than those cities that have not been designed and planned, where buildings of various sizes are piled together randomly and there are so many narrow alleys that they are like a maze.
In particular, some vines and branches are still alive, and only the forest elves living here can drive them to connect the roads together.
In addition, many houses are hidden among tree trunks, leaves and flowers, and if you don't look carefully, you may overlook them.
Of course, it is precisely with these advantages that the elves in the city can deal with and resist these invaders who are much stronger than themselves.
Some elven priests and wizards can even manipulate animated plants to form a wall, or cut off the connection between canopy platforms, while using maze locks to prohibit all flight and teleportation capabilities from taking effect in the area, thereby physically isolating themselves from the enemy.
In short, the actual situation in Sodanisilla was much better than the left imagined. Most of the casualties were caused by the surprise attack in the first round.
After these forest elves reacted, the two sides soon started fighting back and forth.
Although the elves were generally the weaker party and were being suppressed, they were not completely powerless to fight back. Several tactical ambushes caused considerable damage to these evil creatures from other worlds.
In particular, the defense system built around the huge temple was impregnable. Demons, golems, beasts and yugoloths organized several fierce attacks, but all ended in failure.
The result was that the two sides confronted each other across a large area of airspace without any roads, with the tree canopy near the north of the city of Sodanisla as the boundary.
The elven warriors, mages, and priests carefully protected the approximately 1,500 civilians who held their ground, while those in the occupied areas of the southern canopy could only fend for themselves.
Most of the prisoners captured by the demons for killing and sacrifice were from the latter.
If there is no interference from outside forces, the elves in the occupied areas will most likely be captured one by one and slaughtered in the next few days, and there will be absolutely no survivors.
After all, high-level demons are always under the effect of true seeing, and neither invisibility magic nor secret doors and passages can deceive their eyes.
But Zuo Si's arrival successfully rescued about six or seven hundred elven women and children hiding in the area.
As for men, most of them voluntarily sacrificed their lives to protect their wives and children.
Including the 1,500 people gathered in the temple, nearly 2,300 civilians eventually escaped.
Don't underestimate this number.
It accounts for one-third of the total population of Sodani.
Yes, you read that right.
The capital of this elven kingdom has only about seven thousand people.
Even including the large and small villages scattered in the Wildas Forest, the total population does not exceed 50,000.
This is almost the largest elven country and ethnic gathering place in the continent of Faerun, except for the Isle of Evermeet.
This shows how serious the impact of the several crown wars was.
You should know that in the most famous "Theater of God" battle at the end of the Third Crown War, 70,000 elven soldiers and 100,000 orc legions controlled by the Arivanda Empire died in just one battle between the two sides.
At that time, the elves could gather an invincible army with a total number of more than 100,000 people, including a large number of mages and priests.
But now, the Elf Kingdom of Sodanisla has only a standing army of one thousand people.
Among them, 600 people were sent out to resist the dark elves pouring out of the Underdark, and there were only about 400 people in the city.
Half of these four hundred men died in the first round of invasion by Erinikas.
There are less than one hundred and forty people stationed in the temple at present, and the rest are on high alert at the entrances to the Queen's bedroom and the interior of the Tree of Life.
Watching the groups of refugees passing through the portal to a safe place, the exhausted elf captain, who had been holding on here for several days, finally breathed a sigh of relief, put his hand on his chest and bowed deeply to Zuo Si who was maintaining the portal.
"Thank you very much! Without your help, I'm afraid all the civilians in Sodanisil would have died in this disaster."
"You're welcome. After all, from now on they are my subjects, and I have the obligation to protect them and give them a better life." Zuo Si responded with a smile.
It can be seen that he is in a very good mood at the moment.
Not only because they had obtained more than 2,000 high-quality and long-lived people who possessed a large number of professional skills and knowledge for free, but they also swept the wizard tower that was captured by the Yug'groth demons, and obtained a lot of magical knowledge unique to the elves, secrets from ancient times, and rumors of an interesting artifact.
The name of this artifact is [Ring of Mithreon].
Legend has it that the elven god of puzzles, Mythrin Serret, had his own power declining because he helped the elves weave a large number of puzzles, and finally fell to the level of a demigod.
In order to restore his former glory, he created this artifact to attract more elves to believe in him.
Unfortunately, at the most critical moment of creating the artifact, the beast god Mara, with the help of the thieves god Mask and the storm god Talos, suddenly launched an attack and successfully defeated and sealed the only incarnation of Mythrin Serret in Toril.
Afterwards, this artifact disappeared from everyone's sight, and even there were few legends about it.
According to the elves' records, although this ring is only a semi-finished product, it can double the duration of all protective magic, obtain all the unique abilities of the elven priests of the God of Mystery, increase the wearer's vitality to a certain extent, and cast an additional wizard's protective magic or priest's barrier-like spell every day.
Last but not least, it is immune to all maze effects and can create or destroy a maze every year.
According to the recorder's speculation, this artifact ring is likely hidden in the Sharptooth Forest southeast of Baldur's Gate.
Because that was where the incarnation of Mythrine Serret was last seen.
If he could get this ring, Zuo Si would be able to use the technology and divine power used on it to figure out the real mystery behind the elf maze.
Is the so-called puzzle lock a kind of magic? Or is it a unique ability of this god? Or is it a combination of the two that makes the puzzle lock have such a strong protective power?
Why must the high wizard in charge of making the maze have to sacrifice his life?
Although Zuo Si already had a lot of information about the maze lock, he still didn't dare to try it easily.
After all, those complicated rituals are completely different from the mainstream magic theories today, and there is no explanation or description. The whole text tells you to just follow them.
The elf captain stared at the scene of his compatriots being resettled on the other side of the portal with a complicated expression, and sighed with a wry smile: "Although the kingdom may be destroyed after this disaster, it is a good thing as long as the people can survive. At least our race and culture can continue."
"What are your plans next?"
Zuo Si glanced at the warriors, mages, and priests who had not left and asked in an uncertain tone.
"Of course we will fight to the death. No matter how powerful the Exile is, we cannot sit idly by and watch him desecrate the Tree of Life."
When saying this, the elf captain's tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation or wavering.
This is also one of the biggest differences between elves and humans.
They know where their souls will go after they die, so they are relatively less afraid of death.
Especially when they are over three or four hundred years old and have enough experience and accumulation of knowledge, they tend to take life and death lightly, and instead pay more attention to things like responsibility, honor, and belief.
"In that case, I wish you all the best in the end. Goodbye, I hope we'll have a chance to meet again in the future."
Needless to say, Zuo Si had already sentenced all these elves to death in his heart.
Because no one in the world knows better than him how powerful Erinikas is now.
It doesn't take much, just need to absorb one third of the energy of the huge tree of life under his feet, and this madman will become a true quasi-god.
If it reaches half or more, it can transform into a demigod with star-blasting power in a matter of minutes.
This has completely surpassed the limits of what mortals can understand, and it cannot be defeated by numbers, willpower, magic or the like.
Unless there are powerful artifacts or elven gods intervene, the entire army may be wiped out in one encounter.
But the elf captain and his men had obviously made up their minds. They simply ate some food sent from the other side of the portal, and then lay on the ground to recuperate, intending to charge towards the queen's bedroom after their strength and energy were restored.
Just as Zuo Si was about to turn around and leave to go to the other side of Sodanisla to see what Erinikas was doing, he suddenly felt a small hand grabbing the corner of his clothes.
Looking down, it turned out to be Guilaser Liaton.
The elf girl did not go through the portal to a safe place with the other refugees, but followed closely behind them, holding the powerful Moon Blade inherited from her family tightly in her arms.
Maybe it's the relationship of being suddenly rescued when you are most helpless and desperate;
It is also possible that after witnessing the tragic deaths of parents and family members, they have developed strong negative emotions such as loneliness, helplessness, fear, etc., and subconsciously want to find a strong support.
In short, when she looked at Zuo Si, her eyes clearly revealed deep admiration and attachment.
"Be good, go to the safe place on the other side of the portal first. I have some things to take care of, and I will find you later."
Zuo Si reached out and touched the girl's long copper-red hair to comfort her.
"Can't I come with you?"
Guilaser Liaton raised his head and stared with his big watery eyes.
"No, that's too dangerous for you."
Zuo Si shook his head without hesitation, then forcibly pushed the elf girl in front of an older elf woman, closed the portal and headed straight for the palace and the core entrance to the Tree of Life.
Since his chosen ability included flying in the air, it was easy for him to cross the disconnected tree canopies and successfully reach the most important place in Sodanisla.
As soon as he landed, Erinikas, who was trying to break the last defense, noticed something was wrong. He immediately stopped what he was doing and asked with a wary look on his face, "Why are you here?"
"Relax, don't be so nervous. I am only here at the invitation of the Elf Queen to rescue those elven civilians who pose no threat."
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders with a harmless look.
"Rescue the civilians?!"
There was a hint of doubt in Erinikas' eyes, and he obviously didn't quite understand the other party's motive.
Zuo Si smiled and explained, “I have reached an agreement with Ali Star, and these refugees will be subjects of the empire from now on.
In other words, no matter what the final outcome is, the Elf Kingdom in the Wildas Forest will become history.
All elves will live under the rule of the Empire from now on.
Oh, by the way, when rescuing those civilians, I cleaned up some of the summoned alien creatures. I believe you don't mind, right? "
"You came all this way just to tell me this?"
Erinikas frowned to express his dissatisfaction.
In his opinion, such boring political games and the "trivial matter" of the demise of an elven kingdom were not worth his attention at all.
As for the summoned demons, beastmen, and yugoloths, they were simply cannon fodder used to disrupt the situation. It didn't matter how many of them died.
After completing the raid, these guys had lost their usefulness.
"Of course not. In fact, I just wanted to stop by and see what method you plan to use to absorb the energy from this huge tree of life."
As he spoke, Zuo Si turned his gaze towards the giant insects that were created through magic and divine power.
These beetle-like creatures are each four or five meters long and have a plump oval shape.
There is also a thick straw on the mouth, which can be inserted deeply into the branches to absorb energy.
Needless to say, these insects are the final secret weapon that Erinikas prepared for his deification.
As long as he enters the core of the Tree of Life, he can control these insects to take root at the most critical nodes and continuously extract energy to strengthen themselves, until the quantitative change leads to qualitative change and realizes the leap from mortal to god.
"Now that you've seen it, can you go?"
Erinikas obviously did not welcome Zuo Si to watch from the sidelines.
After all, with such an extremely dangerous guy around him, he didn't dare to maintain concentration on casting spells for a long time, let alone quickly break the last line of defense of the Tree of Life.
You should know that the Elf Queen Alistar is not a powerless vase, but an absolute legendary priest.
Moreover, she is one of the Chosen Ones, and is closely connected to the Tree of Life, making her an absolutely dangerous enemy.
So Erinikas was mentally prepared to break through the last defense and fight with his former lover.
He didn't want to have to distract himself to guard against Zuo Si at this time.
"As you wish, I'll leave right away.
But you'd better move faster.
In two or three days at most, the sons of Bhaal will arrive.
I can tell you very clearly that among them there are people who are very close to the level of quasi-gods.
If we cannot extract enough energy from the Tree of Life by then, you should understand the consequences without me having to explain."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si's figure disappeared instantly, leaving Erinikas standing there alone with a grim face.
As a high-level elven wizard who has studied gods for many years, it is impossible for him not to know what quasi-god means.
Although many scholars, wizards, and creatures from other planes have conducted research on gods and tried to figure out which gods are more powerful and which are relatively weaker, and whether the strength of gods is directly related to the number and influence of their believers, many related books have been published for this purpose, and the content and descriptions can be said to be bizarre.
But there is one standard that most researchers agree on.
That is, only from being a demigod can one be considered a truly complete god.
The quasi-gods before this should be at a stage between gods and mortals.
Rather than being gods, they are closer to a unique kind of god-like power.
But if you think that the quasi-god is a weakling, you are totally wrong.
Many feats that sound incredible to outsiders, such as charging directly into the Abyss and severely injuring the demon prince Demogorgon, are likely to have the participation of quasi-gods.
Otherwise, how could a group of mortal adventurers alone defeat the strongest demon lord and his demon army, whom even the spider goddess Rose dared not confront head-on, on the opponent's home turf?
Moreover, many gods who have come from the mortal stage have actually wandered in the outer planes during the quasi-god period, just to deeply understand the operating rules of this universe and comprehend the relationship between mortals, gods and faith.
The most typical example in Faerun is the journey to deification of Azuth, the god of mages.
Even now, there are still many legends circulating in Hell and the Abyss about him wandering around when he was a quasi-god.
It was precisely because of his quasi-god strength that Azuth was able to successfully defeat and seal the god of prophecy, Savras.
Therefore, for Erinikas, who has not yet been successfully deified, a quasi-god or one close to a quasi-god is already a dangerous enough enemy.
Realizing that the crisis was imminent, he dared not waste even a moment of time and immediately began to concentrate on casting a spell in order to break the seal of the entrance as soon as possible.
Similarly, the Elf Queen Elise inside the Tree of Life was also doing her best to maintain and reinforce the defenses to prevent Erinikas from coming in.
If nothing unexpected happens, this pair of former lovers will need to compete for at least twenty to thirty hours before the winner can be determined.
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At the same time, in the dark area on the other side.
Aberdare and his group had just escaped from the completely collapsed city of Uster-Nasa, and were now sitting in a relatively safe open space to rest.
Especially Sancho, who had revealed his trump card, had now closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
With him was Ben the Aberdare.
The Son of Bhaal, the most powerful of the two teams, looks very scary at the moment.
Among them, Aberdair, who was infused with too much divine power and divinity by Baal, needless to say, had blood vessels all over his face and neck bulging, emitting a creepy red light, and he kept making incomprehensible mumblings from his throat as if he was having a nightmare.
Sancho's situation was slightly better. He just had a strange glow emanating from his body, and was floating in the air.
In contrast, Imoen's hands were emitting a bone-chilling chill uncontrollably, and both of them had somehow turned into sharp blue claws.
Jaheira asked in an uncertain tone.
Aidalong narrowed his eyes and observed for a few seconds, then quickly responded, "It's okay.
The three sons of God had their divine power and divinity surged because of the previous killings.
They are currently undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
When I wake up again, I should gain unimaginable power.
This is a good thing for the upcoming decisive battle."
"Having accepted Baal's power and divinity to such a great extent, will Aberdair eventually become a vessel for his father's resurrection like Bane's Son of God?"
There was a strong sense of tension and anxiety in Jaheira's voice.
Due to the early resurrection of the God of Tyranny, she has realized what the Son of God means to God, so she is afraid that one day she will wake up and find that Gorion's adopted son has been replaced by Baal, the God of Murder.
Aidalong shook his head solemnly: "Sorry, I'm not sure about this.
After all, anything involving gods often cannot be explained according to common sense.
But the problem is that if he can't become stronger, he will definitely not be able to survive this cruel elimination.
So instead of worrying about this, you should think about how to deal with this powerful enemy, Erinikas."
"Alas - this journey is really becoming more and more difficult."
Jaheira sighed slightly, took out a piece of hard dried meat from his backpack and put it in his mouth to chew in order to replenish the physical strength consumed in the battle.
Just as the team fell into silence, Sancho was the first to recover from that strange state. He slowly landed on the ground and soon opened his eyes and woke up.
Upon seeing this, Viconia immediately stepped forward and asked, "How are you feeling now?"
"I...I feel better than ever. Some powerful force that cannot be described in words is flowing through my veins and even my soul, as if a single thought can shape and change everything around me."
As he spoke, Sancho raised his hand and released a light spell.
moment!
The dazzling white light directly illuminated the passages within a radius of several kilometers, and caused the creatures hiding in the shadows, accustomed to the darkness, to scream and flee frantically to the distant corners that were not illuminated by the strong light.
"Divine power spell?!"
Viconia only felt a white flash in front of her eyes, and there was a strong pain in her eyeballs. She was shocked beyond words.
Because she witnessed with her own eyes how a son of God grew from an excellent mortal wizard to his current state that is infinitely close to a quasi-god in a very short period of time.
In particular, the degree of divine power is completely different from before.
"Yes! It's a divine power spell. Now I can finally inject extra power into the spell like my mentor did, and directly break through the target's magic resistance and immunity."
Sancho quickly lifted the light spell and the surrounding dark area returned to pitch-black darkness.
strength!
Powerful power! Power enough to dominate his own destiny! After being captured, sacrificed, and resurrected countless times, he felt for the first time that he had achieved a certain degree of transcendence.
Most importantly, the extra knowledge and profound philosophical concepts that suddenly appeared in his mind made the boy realize that he was only one step away from becoming a true god.
Moreover, he successfully crossed that threshold in the field of magic and became a true legendary wizard.
"So—you are a quasi-god now?" Jaheira probed, staring into Sancho's eyes.
“No, I’m still just a little bit away from becoming a quasi-god.
To be precise, I have not yet acquired the spark of divinity into a purely spiritual and philosophical form.
Of course, this is mainly because I myself have not thought about whether to take this step. "
As he said this, Sancho had a conflicted expression on his face.
He would never forget what his mentor had said: although becoming a god could gain great power, it also meant losing free will and being bound by faith.
What's more, even if he wanted to be deified, he would first establish a church in the material world and attract a sufficient number of believers, rather than inheriting his father Baal's mismatched ways.
After all, the relationship between gods and believers is mutually influential.
Believers must spread and practice the teachings of God, but in turn, God will inevitably make some changes under the influence of believers.
Therefore, if he were to suddenly be deified and directly inherit Baal's followers, Baal might be resurrected in his body in a few years.
Sancho would rather not become a god than accept the outcome of becoming a sacrifice to his father.
"Congratulations. You are finally no longer a chess piece, but are qualified to sit at the table and become a chess player."
After Viconia regained her sight, she was the first to place one hand on her chest and bow respectfully to the human boy who was less than a fraction of her age.
As a priest, she knew that from this moment on, the other party was completely different from the others in the team and had entered another realm.
"Even if I become a chess player, I might be the weakest one." Sancho said self-deprecatingly with a wry smile.
Just as Viconia was about to say something, Imoen and Aberdare woke up from their coma almost at the same time.
The former was visibly stunned when he opened his eyes, and then he exclaimed helplessly: "Oh my God! I... I can also transform into a killer now."
"Did you have a nightmare, too?"
Aberdare got up from the ground and looked at his childhood playmate and little sister.
Imoen nodded slightly. "Yes. I... I dreamed of our father Baal and the dead Sarevok. They said that there is still great potential in my body that has not been tapped."
"Damn it! Looks like we had the same nightmare!"
Aberdare shuddered involuntarily when he thought of what happened in his dream.
pain!
Torture!
Kill! Die!
He had no idea how to describe what insane things he had done in his dream. He only knew that when he woke up, his heart and soul seemed to be corroded by some evil force, and his mind was filled with uncontrollable hunger.
Seeing that the three sons of Baal had woken up, Aidalon immediately interrupted and said, "Okay, I know you may have just experienced a terrible situation.
But the problem is that there isn't much time for small talk now.
According to the latest intelligence, Erinikas has already invaded Sodanisla.
If you don't hurry up and catch up with him, it will be too late to stop him once he has absorbed all the power from the Tree of Life."
"You are right. We must return to the surface world and take back from Erinikas the power and destiny he has stolen."
Aberdare stood up suddenly, emitting terrifying murderous intent from inside out, and even his pupils flashed a red light from time to time.
"Come on, come closer. I'll use mass teleportation magic to take you to the nearest surface exit. But be careful, there are still many dark elves attacking over there."
After saying that, Aidalon began to perform complicated spellcasting movements with his hands.
When the chanting of the spell ended, a white light enveloped everyone, and then they all disappeared on the spot.
Just a second later, they appeared in a complex tunnel where a battle was taking place.
The dark-skinned drow and the light-skinned forest elves were fighting back and forth in small groups.
Every few minutes, an elf would fall in a pool of blood and turn into a cold corpse.
Since both sides had a large number of high-level priests participating in the battle, both sides had enough resurrection spells to pull up the corpses.
In order to prevent the other party from having the opportunity to revive the corpse, once the target is killed, the head is often cut off and taken away immediately.
In this case, the ordinary five-ring resurrection magic cannot pull up the corpse, and only more advanced magic can be used to repair the corpse first.
As for those who can use divine arts above the fifth ring, no matter which side they are on, they are extremely rare and it is impossible for them to be popularized on a large scale like resurrecting the dead.
Coupled with the ten-thousand-year-long racial hatred between the surface elves and the dark elves, the battle was naturally extremely brutal, and there was no such thing as surrender or preferential treatment for prisoners.
However, the sudden appearance of the team out of nowhere still surprised both sides.
But soon, Sancho and others proved which side they were on with practical actions.
They didn't hesitate for even a second and attacked Zhuo Er directly.
Although none of them transformed into killers, the experience accumulated from this journey to the Underdark and the improvement of their career levels were enough to crush most ordinary dark elf warriors.
In the blink of an eye, three or five teams were cleanly killed.
Upon seeing this, the forest elves immediately realized that these were friendly forces. Their morale was greatly boosted and they tried their best to cut off and surround the enemy, attempting to completely wipe out these evil cousins who suddenly emerged from the ground and attacked the temple and village.
Aidalon only released magic to help a little at the beginning, and then he cast a teleportation magic to leave this troubled place and came to the Mage Tower in Askatra.
Since she had obtained the teleportation permission long ago, she appeared directly between the teleportations.
The construct golem that had been waiting here for a long time immediately spoke in a muffled voice: "Good afternoon, Ms. Aidalon, welcome. The master is now in the lounge on the upper floor, please follow me."
"lead the way."
The ancient silver dragon followed the golem without further ado, through several corridors and staircases until they arrived at a room filled with animals.
To be precise, it is the "Zuo Si Happy House" where a large number of furry animals are kept.
As for Zuo Si himself, he was currently sitting on the sofa with his back against a colorful tiger, his left hand touching a white winter wolf without a single hair on its body, his right hand touching a black panther, his feet stepping on the belly of a lion, and in his arms a pair of ferrets fighting for a piece of steak.
In addition, the tables, chairs, and carpets in the house are covered with animals of all sizes, including some ferocious and highly aggressive beasts.
But at this moment, these wild beasts were like tamed pets, lazily staying where they were and allowing their owners to caress and ravage them, with absolutely no intention of resisting at all.
Right in front of Zuo Si stood an elf girl who looked very young.
It has to be said that this strange picture really refreshed Aidalon's cognition.
She simply couldn't believe that a devil who was so famous in the universe could have such an unknown side.
"Ah! You're here. Please sit down for a moment. I have something to say to this little girl."
Zuo Si obviously noticed the arrival of the ancient silver dragon. He smiled and pointed to the empty chair next to him, inviting him in.
"Thanks."
Aidalon did not refuse. He walked over, picked up the cat from the chair, placed it on his knees and stroked it gently.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but with the soft touch on her palm and the cat's happy cry, her originally uneasy mood slowly calmed down.
Zuo Si ignored the silver dragon secretly petting his pet, and solemnly asked the elf girl standing in front of him: "Gilather Liaton, are you sure you want to take this path? You have to know that some things, once you start, there is no way to turn back."
"I understand! Following you is my only wish in this life."
The girl knelt on one knee and held the Moon Blade in her hands, her face full of determination and seriousness.
"Well, since you insist so much, you will be my second apprentice from today on. But let me be frank, I am very strict with my apprentices."
Zuo Si leaned forward slightly and released a little bit of his aura.
Guilaser Liaton resisted the suffocating feeling and lightly vigorously: "Understood! I swear, I will never let you down. I will do my best to learn and become stronger quickly."
"Very good. Now go eat something, and then find an empty room in the tower to settle down. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you about magic and swordsmanship."
After saying that, Zuo Si reached out and touched the little guy's head.
"Um!"
Seeing that his request was approved, Guilaser Liaton became extremely happy. He bent down and bowed, then ran out holding the Moon Blade.
Not long after she left, Aidalon couldn't help but ask, "Who is this little elf girl? She is qualified to be your apprentice like Sancho!"
"Haha, isn't the last name Leighton enough to remind you of something?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.
"Lyaton? Ah! I remember now, they are a branch of the Silver Leaf Family." Aidalon lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized. "So the girl was holding a powerful Moon Blade that had been passed down?"
“That’s right.
She is the only heir to the Moon Blade now.
And I also found that her magical aptitude is quite good. Although she can't be compared with the Son of God like Sancho, she should have great potential.
What's more, in order to quickly integrate the elves into the West Coast Empire, I need a flag, one that can reflect the close relationship between me and the elves.
Taking all of the above into consideration, Guilaser naturally became a good choice. "
Zuo Si did not hide anything and stated his plan openly.
After all, through mind and memory detection spells, he already knew that the elf girl's feelings for him were a mixture of attachment, admiration, and a certain transfer of family affection.
As long as it is trained well and the power of the Moon Blade is fully utilized, it will definitely become a good helper. At the same time, it can also appease the hearts of the Sodanisla refugees, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.
"I see."
Aidalon showed a thoughtful expression on his face, and then reported directly: "I have brought your disciple and the rest of the team to the underground tunnel of the Elf Temple, which is only one step away from the surface. If nothing unexpected happens, they have now established contact with the forest elves and will probably be able to set off for Thordannisla soon."
"Well done. The time is about right for the final showdown with Erinikas. I just don't know how far Sancho can go after this battle."
When saying this, Zuo Si's tone clearly revealed a strong sense of expectation.
"Are you trying to cultivate a new God of Murder who is inclined towards you?" Aidalon cautiously probed.
Zuo Si shook his head meaningfully: "No, I am just training Sancho. As for whether he wants to become a god, it depends on his own choice. After all, I can provide more than just the path to becoming a god. There are many other options."
Just when Silver Dragon wanted to continue asking what "other options" meant, Zuo Si suddenly raised his hand and released a ball of power from Baator Hell, pointed at the other party's chest and said: "I think after such a long time of consideration, you should have made up your mind to accept the transformation of this power, right? After all, only by living can you have everything and have a future."
"Yes, I am ready."
Aidalon subconsciously reached into the pocket he carried with him and gently stroked the precious dragon egg that he had spent ten thousand years to obtain.
"Then come with me. This is not the place for purgatory. The dragon might you release will scare my little pets."
As these words came out of his mouth, Zuo Si stood up and drove all the pets into the natural wilderness created by magic next door. He then took the silver dragon and walked straight to the deepest part of the underground of the Mage Tower.
About ten minutes later, an evil and terrifying energy surged out from underground and quickly swept across the entire lower level of the Mage Tower.
When Aidalon appeared in other people's sight again, his iconic long hair had turned from silver to black, and his elf-like fair skin was covered with strange and mysterious black patterns.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the result of purgatory.
Especially the elusive evil aura and the faint light flickering in the black pupils, which made people feel awe and fear involuntarily.
After getting what he wanted, Aidalon did not stay in the Mage Tower for too long. He took the dragon egg directly to the new nest he had chosen to hatch it.
After all, dragon eggs are very delicate.
If there is not a suitable environment and careful care, let alone successful hatching, the eggs may directly become bad eggs or even die.
(End of this chapter)
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