A slender and thin elf girl is attacking a strong female warrior who is nearly two meters tall, has extremely well-developed muscles all over her body and has a big bald head.
Although there is an almost chasm between the two in terms of physical fitness, strength, agility and physique.
Almost every attack by the former was easily blocked by the latter, and he would even be knocked to the ground by the counterattack fist occasionally, with some blood flowing from his eyes, nose and mouth.
But she still didn't have the slightest intention of giving up, and even tried her best to grit her teeth and not make even the slightest sound during the entire battle.
That kind of ruthlessness and strong willpower are enough to make many experienced and senior fighters feel ashamed.
What's more, the girl is not just being abused unilaterally.
She used the longsword in her hand, which was emitting dazzling arcane light, to summon a black and gray incorporeal creature that was exactly like herself, which felt a bit like a shadow or a demon in elf form. They cooperated with each other and almost succeeded in hurting the opponent several times.
In addition, the girl can also release some spells during the battle, making the sword blade flash with dazzling light to cause temporary blindness to other people around, and suddenly attack from the side or directly behind through incredibly powerful jumps, or even stab in mid-air with a gorgeous and agile posture.
Needless to say, this elf girl is the new disciple Zuo Si brought back from Sodanisla - Guilaser Liaton.
Most of the unusual abilities she used in battle came from the Moon Blade, a powerful family heirloom that had an enchantment level of +5 and was comparable to a divine weapon.
As for the tomboy who is training the girl, it is none other than the "feminized" Sarevok.
Although at the beginning, Zuo Si would take out an hour every day to personally train Gulaser Liaton in swordsmanship.
After all, it would be a waste if you don't make good use of such a powerful weapon.
This is completely different from the idea when training another apprentice, Sancho.
In particular, the swordsmanship and sword dancing taught by Eilistraee herself are very suitable for the elves, a race whose agility is far greater than their strength.
But the problem was that Zuo Si soon discovered that although he could impart skills and experience, he was unable to teach his second disciple the most important spirit and will as a warrior.
Because he was not a qualified fighter.
Although he would occasionally choose close combat, it was only for fun when he was in a completely overwhelming advantage in all aspects.
If it was a terrifying son of God and legendary monk like Balthazar, Zuo Si would never let the other party get close to him even if he died, given his personality.
Instead, they will constantly use magic and even infinite teleportation and sneak attack tactics to kill warrior-type enemies who do not have much spellcasting ability on the road to charge.
In other words, he doesn't have the heart to be a warrior.
It is impossible to understand and agree with the spiritual core of "Heaven to the left, warrior to the right", which is the choice to swing the weapon and chop the opponent without hesitation even though one knows that he will die.
Fortunately, there is still Sarevok, a pure warrior.
Although she was quite heavy-handed during training, breaking bones and causing massive internal bleeding were common.
Fortunately, in just a few days, Guilaser's potential talent was successfully stimulated.
The endurance and willpower shown at this moment are the best proof.
As for the injured and disabled, as long as they are not completely dead, a powerful healing spell can bring them back to life.
Even if you die accidentally, you can be resurrected through various means, so there is no need to worry at all.
Moreover, after witnessing the tragic death of her parents and relatives, the elf girl's heart had already been filled with a strong feeling of revenge.
She was eager to become stronger and longed to gain powerful strength.
So no matter how cruel Sharevok was during training, Guilaser Liaton persisted to the end without complaint.
Even if he was severely injured or even on the verge of death again and again.
But the reward is that she is growing at a very fast rate, and gradually forming a style that suits her better, like a dangerous battlefield assassin, blending magic, the abilities granted by the Moon Blade to its wielder, and swordsmanship.
Almost every active attack targets the eyes, throat, jaw, heart, kidneys, liver, genitals, ligaments and joints, which can cause death, disability or severe pain.
What's even more terrifying is that when facing the pain that may be caused by the enemy's attacks on non-fatal parts of her body, she often behaves extremely calmly, or even indifferently, as if she is not the one being beaten, and there is no trace of fear from biological instinct in her eyes.
"Where did you pick up this little monster? She is simply crazy!"
The demon elf assassin Fed stared in amazement at the two figures on the training ground not far away.
Even though she had received quite rigorous training and had even been seriously injured more than once, she absolutely could not be so indifferent after being injured and face the pain as silently as possible.
"Her name is Gulaser Liaton, and she is my new apprentice.
How about that? Great potential, isn't it? After all, anger and hatred are the best catalysts that can allow a person to quickly complete transformation.
Especially her inexplicable desire to gain power, which is exactly the same as Sancho who desperately studied magical knowledge in order to dominate his own destiny.
As long as this state can be maintained, Guilaser will sooner or later become a strong man who can influence the situation in the continent of Faerun."
Zuo Si gave his evaluation directly.
Although the elf girl in front of him was not the son of God, she might not be able to make the leap from entry level to crossing the threshold of legend in such a short time like Sancho.
However, this almost cruel "ruthlessness" towards himself has enabled him to acquire qualities that most people will never possess.
"Aren't you worried that such strong negative emotions will ruin her?" Fed asked in an uncertain tone.
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, of course I'm not worried.
Because Guilaser has experienced what true helplessness and despair are, and watched his parents and family members being brutally murdered by demons, he no longer has anything else to lose.
Therefore, she will never be easily destroyed by negative emotions, but will draw strength from hatred and anger to achieve self-transcendence.
Rather than promoting some self-destructive tendency, what I was doing was giving her a whole new meaning and identity.
By the way, is there any special movement from the Doomguard Cult's base in Athkatla?"
Feder lowered his head and thought for a moment, then quickly shook his head: “Probably not.
Although the name of these guys' organization sounds a bit scary, they actually don't show any destructive or destructive tendencies. They just give people a slightly weird feeling.
Especially the actor named Haile Dali, he is a complete neurotic who does things without any logic.
Apart from his ability to perform tragedy, he seems to spend most of his time simply observing the goings-on around him.
I admit that his dual-wielding swordsmanship is pretty good, but that's about it.
What I don't understand is that there have been so many dangerous guys pouring into Athkatla recently. Why are you so nervous about the Doomguard Cult?
At least from the intelligence we have collected so far, they are not a particularly threatening organization."
There is no doubt that these words of the Demon Elf Assassin perfectly illustrate the image of the Doomguard Cult in the eyes of most people.
But Zuo Si was obviously not deceived by this illusion, and explained patiently: "No, you don't understand, the horror of the Doomsday Guard Cult lies not in its appearance, but in the doctrine of its faith.
That is, the ability to derive pleasure from death, decay, and pain.
Although they may not plan any conspiracy or sabotage themselves, they are very happy to join in and become a promoter.
Normally, this sect does not look very threatening on the outside, but in fact they are the type that either does not cause any trouble, or does everything they can to unleash all their destructive power.
Since its core idea is that the universe will eventually be destroyed, anyone who joins the organization often has no worries and doesn't care about anything.
Take the actor Haile Daly for example.
If he meets a member of the opposite sex who makes his heart beat, he will definitely try his best to show his charm to win the other person's favor.
But the problem is that the purpose of his doing so is not to be able to be together with the other person, to enjoy the sweetness and beauty of being in love, or even to expect a perfect ending of marriage, childbirth and walking through life together.
What he really wants to feel is that this beauty gradually decays with the passage of time, and eventually the lovers begin to get tired of and hate each other and completely embark on a path of no return.
In short, no matter what the members of the Doomguard Cult do, they never expect a good result from the beginning.
Instead, we hope that it will continue to move towards decline, pain and destruction.
In the eyes of these guys, the fate of everyone, including themselves, is destruction, and it makes no difference whether it happens sooner or later.
Therefore, they do not care about the lives of their relatives, friends, and lovers, nor do they care whether the world they live in will perish in a terrible disaster.
Tell me, isn't it dangerous enough for someone to have no scruples or concerns like this?
So when you rate a person or organization as dangerous, don't just look at what they do, but also understand their nature."
"Damn it! After hearing what you said, I think the Doomguard Cult is even scarier than the lunatics in the Gods and Non-Gods Society."
Fed broke out in a cold sweat on the spot.
This is not because she has never seen the world, but because the members of this Sigil City sect are so terrifying.
Just imagine, if there is a guy exactly like you who approaches you with the same purpose and wants to become your friend or lover, how creepy it would be.
If it were someone with a slightly more fragile mentality, they might become mentally ill or even completely crazy after being tormented once.
"That's why I asked you to keep a close eye on their every move and ensure that all members are under close surveillance. In addition, the Masked Mage Guild will also allocate some personnel to cooperate..."
While Zuo Si was talking to the demon elf assassin, he suddenly saw another figure of himself appear at the entrance of the training ground, and there seemed to be a disc-shaped object on the back covered by the cloak.
Without having time to think about it, he immediately ended the current topic and sent Fed away.
After the latter had completely left, the Diary, who had come from afar, licked his face and came closer, staring at the two figures on the training ground, and said with a tone of great admiration: "If I am not mistaken, that female warrior should be Sarevok, right?
You are amazing! I never thought that you, who are always so serious, could be so colorful and perverted.
I actually thought of playing with effeminate characters!
Isn't the taste a bit too strong?
Do you want me to help you get the girl next door to come over so you can have a good threesome?"
"Go away! If you can't speak, just shut up. No one will think you're dumb. And don't use your head full of pornographic thoughts to guess my intentions."
Zuo Si raised his head and glared at the diary.
I don't know why, but every time I see this guy, I feel very angry.
"Don't be angry, it's just a joke to liven up the atmosphere. After all, I came here to report the good news to you."
After saying that, the diary handed over the notes and sealed scroll in his hand.
Zuo Si subconsciously took it and opened it to flip through it. He found that it was all about the most missing core parts of the creator profession, as well as the origin and evolution process of this special profession. He immediately understood what the so-called good news meant.
He was not in a hurry to add this knowledge to his collection immediately, but asked with interest: "So, you have already dealt with all the floating cities?"
The diary replied with a grin, "It wasn't me who did it, it was Shuoyou who did it.
I have to say, this thing is simply an unsolvable doomsday for those defenseless guys, and even escaping is a luxury.
If you remove the restrictions on the Spark Oil and use it to infect more time and space to absorb energy, it won't take long for it to surpass Yawgmoth and become the new Scourge.
After all, it was by completely merging himself with the sparkling oil that Yawgmoth gained power that surpassed many ancient planeswalkers."
Zuo Si sneered and retorted: "You only see the advantages of Shuoyou and fail to see its fatal flaws.
If you want to fully obtain the power of the sparkling oil, you must first abandon your body, integrate all your will and soul into it, and then reshape a new body.
In this way, Shuoyou will become a true carrier of life and an extension of will and soul.
As long as there is a drop of sparkling oil in the universe at that time, I will be immortal to a certain extent.
Every time and space infected by the sparkling oil will become a part of its own power.
But at the same time, embracing Shuoyou means that I have to abandon my original plan and take a shortcut that may lead to an abyss ahead.
But do you think that with the knowledge and power I have now, I need to take such a risk? Therefore, controlling the oil has always been a backup plan in case of extreme circumstances, just like my current identity as the lord of the ninth layer of Baator Hell.
Unless one day the oil can evolve to have no side effects, just like the blood flowing in the veins, I will not consider it. "
The diary nodded thoughtfully, “Well, maybe you're right.
The simpler the shortcuts seem, the more likely they are to contain deadly traps.
Shuoyou does have too many uncertainties, so it would be safer to continue on the path of a planeswalker.
At least the powerful force possessed by the brothers Nicol Bolas and Ugin is obvious to all.
Do you have any special plans for those floating cities that have been completely transformed by the oil?"
"No, just watch them transform and upgrade. Anyway, with the research and development center of Plantia Floating City, the iteration and upgrade of various weapons should not be a problem."
Zuo Si chose to delegate power very decisively.
Although he despised Diary's shameless private life, he never doubted this guy's ability to get things done.
To a certain extent, the diary is the half that best understands his thoughts.
"Got it. When I get back I'll send people to carry out a comprehensive transformation on it, turning it into a floating fortress that meets your aesthetic and functional requirements. In addition, regarding the first cross-time and space battle that is about to take place in the Floating City of Plantia, don't you have anything to say?" The Diary asked, touching its chin.
"What is there to say? Let's not talk about Shane VII, the wily half-lich planeswalker.
Just relying on the elites among the elites of the human race on Earth in the floating city of Plantia, several elders of the Arcane Mystic Society, and the Fourth Calamity who can be resurrected infinitely no matter how many times he dies.
Who can't pin Old Bones and his Great Tomb of Nazarick to the ground and beat them up?
So there was no suspense in this battle from the very beginning.
It can even be said that Old Bones played an insignificant supporting role in it, a bait used to promote the entire plan of hunting the Dragon King.
Whether this guy lives, when he dies, or is made into a card is never up to him."
When saying this, there was no ups and downs in Zuo Si's tone, as if he was stating something that was 100% certain.
After all, after such a long period of development, the power possessed by the floating city of Plantia is no longer what it used to be.
Especially after those top geniuses began to master advanced arcane magic and the art of wishing, they even gradually summed up a new set of magical science theories, and did a lot of deduction and research and development work on this basis.
Things like magic airships, large flapping-wing aircraft, fixed-wing aircraft, sky carriers, super-giant electromagnetic cannons that can fire over a range of tens of thousands of kilometers, magic heavy artillery that gathers energy to emit damage of different attributes, construct armies, undead corpse armies, non-Russian armies that have been transformed by the infection of sparkling oil and can fight independently, and armies of dragons and dragonmen created by genetic cloning technology, these are no longer the most cutting-edge scientific research topics.
After studying Tiamat's divine power and blood, a temporary department formed by experts in nuclear physics and quantum mechanics even developed a chain reaction of divine power and magical energy with terrifying power.
They sealed energies of different properties within thousands of gemstones, arranging them into specific shapes according to strength standards.
It was then placed into a larger container that was completely isolated from the outside world, and the space inside was filled with the blood of the five-colored evil dragon of the ancient age.
In this way, when the Blood of the Dragon Queen located in the center as a fuse is triggered, the gems arranged nearby will be shattered one after another from weak to strong, forming a continuously superimposed and accumulated energy release.
This release will continue to expand inwards and outwards in a spherical manner, mixing with the divine blood and dragon blood, constantly squeezing and tearing, until it breaks through the isolation of the container and forms a shock wave and energy storm that is powerful enough to destroy everything.
Simply put, it is very close to a magical version of nuclear weapons.
But its power is far more terrifying than ordinary nuclear weapons, and it can even directly blow a huge crater tens of thousands of meters deep and with a radius of more than dozens of kilometers in the ground.
It looked like a giant had used a spoon to scoop out a small piece of the oversized chocolate ball.
This does not even take into account the additional disasters caused by subsequent earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanic eruptions.
And ten such terrifying weapons have been produced.
Four of them are in Zuo Si's hands, and have been made into cards that can be used repeatedly.
Therefore, he was very clear that the floating city of Plantia possessed the final destructive power, and would never be at a disadvantage even if it was besieged by those true dragon kings.
There was a strong sense of uncertainty in the diary's tone.
"If I can spare the time, I will certainly go and join in the fun, but if this place is too busy, you can go there for me. Anyway, with King Sean VII in charge, there won't be any big trouble."
Zuo Si shrugged indifferently.
Obviously, his style of fully delegating power to allow his subordinates and allies to exercise their subjective initiative is clearly inspired by Lao Long's strategy of casting a wide net.
What Nicol Bolas is best at is planting seeds in different time and space, laying out the plans for several years, decades, hundreds or even thousands of years, and then harvesting the fruits when they are ripe.
Zuo Si certainly learned this proven successful experience in a very good way.
This is why he wants to establish his own group of planeswalkers.
The diary complained unwillingly: "You are still so good at ordering people around.
Okay, I got it.
In addition, the main brain just sent back a message not long ago, saying that it has found a suitable time and space, inhabited by many intelligent lizard-like creatures who kill each other like barbarians.
She plans to transform all of these guys into mind flayers, and then establish a psionic empire and use them as her own source of psionic energy."
"Okay, let the main brain do it boldly, even if it means draining all the energy of the entire space-time."
After a little thought, Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer.
He had known about this matter for a long time and understood that the main brain needed enormous mental energy to complete the initial and most important transformation.
As for the lives of a group of completely unfamiliar primitive lizardmen, who would care?
"Tsk tsk! You have really become evil and cruel now. No wonder you can be so close to a guy like Shane VII and wear the same pants as him.
In order to upgrade the mastermind he had captured, he ruthlessly slaughtered tens of thousands of orcs in another world, even sparing the elderly, women and children.
What's even more outrageous is that he had cooperated with the devils in advance and tempted all the orcs to sign a contract to sell their souls.
I really don’t know how those poor souls will feel when they find out they have been deceived after falling into hell.
Of course, with what I have done, I have no right to stand on the moral high ground and laugh at you.
Anyway, we are all the same. We will do anything to satisfy our ever-expanding ambitions and desires. No one is nobler than anyone else.
That’s all for today’s work report.
I have a lot of things to do, so I won't chat with you any more."
After saying that, the diary glanced meaningfully at the elf girl and Sarevok on the training ground, then turned and disappeared at the end of the corridor leading to the teleportation room.
After this guy had completely walked away, Zuo Si carefully removed the seals on the scrolls and began to read the records about the creator's profession.
Soon, he realized why the path for this profession to be promoted to a higher level or even cross the threshold of legend was regarded as a taboo and sealed.
The reason is very simple.
This profession is not what many people think it is. It just stays at the level of "creation" and "activation" and can only exist as an assistant to the mage.
Just the opposite.
The most terrifying thing about it is that once you cross a certain limit, you can create and awaken living and soulful lives like a creator.
But the price is that to reach this point, hundreds of thousands of souls need to be sacrificed, so that the creator himself can understand the mysteries between soul, will and mind.
In this way, they can create a huge army that is completely obedient to them at will.
In the ancient history of the floating city, there had been powerful creators who united to try to start a revolution to overthrow the parliament and establish a new order, but they ultimately failed and were wiped out.
Since then, the core secrets of the creator's profession have been completely hidden and sealed as a taboo.
After all, all the mages want is an assistant, not a rebel who might threaten their rule.
“So although the Creator was very similar to the Artificer of the Imaskar Empire in the early stages, they actually took two different paths in the later stages.
The former focuses on the shaping of life and soul, as well as the connection between oneself and the consciousness and thinking of creation.
Artificers are more akin to magical scientists, viewing magic as a complex system waiting to be decoded and manipulated.
Use tools and techniques to channel and shape arcane energy to create magical items and creations under your control.
The external manifestation is that the creator can awaken and control more intelligent magical creations, and the artificer can coordinate more magical items at the same time, and even make multiple magic rings worn on the fingers work together at the same time.
Does this mean that I can combine the best of both worlds and create a new career?"
After reading all the notes and scrolls, Zuo Si's brain suddenly became active.
Through his research on anthropomorphic golems and some of the knowledge and technology he gained from the ruins, he has almost figured out how Imaskar artificers use magical powers.
The information delivered by these diaries reveals the final secret of the creator's profession.
It can be said that there are striking similarities between the two.
For example, they all sacrificed spellcasting ability for the ability to create things;
For example, they can all create amazing things at a very low cost, and can enchant or magic non-magical items.
Especially in a team where the professional levels are generally low, the role that the artificer and creator can play is far higher than that of the mage and warlock of the same level.
Just as Zuo Si was considering how to optimize the special abilities of the two professions, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the corridor behind.
After about ten seconds, Imoen, Aberdare, Jaheira, Minsc, and Viconia, who had been pretending to be dead for several days, rushed in, walking and running.
Especially the pink-haired girl who was on best terms with him. She immediately jumped up and hugged Zuo Si around the neck, gave him a warm hug, and kissed him hard on the cheek. She laughed and screamed like a little lunatic, "Hahahaha! It feels great to be alive again! I bet you can't guess what kind of nightmares we went through during those days when we lost consciousness."
"But fortunately, we finally defeated Erinikas completely and took back what he stole from me. Now, my soul has finally become complete." Aberdair also looked vicissitudes of life and made a fist gesture with emotion.
"That's right! Smart Bubu and I have completed a great adventure that will go down in history. Now it's time to have a good meal and get drunk to celebrate."
“Squeak!”
Minsk raised the yellow mouse with both hands, as if he was saying "Bubu and I have done a great job."
Compared to the three unreliable guys above, Jaheira remained calm as always and asked directly, "I heard from the demon bat in charge of cleaning the room that our heartbeats and breathing have completely stopped in the past few days. Is it true that we are basically like dead bodies?"
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. Strictly speaking, when you were dragged into the Kingdom of Baal, you could actually be considered dead once."
"Then how did you know we were not completely dead, and brought the body back for safekeeping?"
Jaheira went around in circles before finally asking the question that made her feel uneasy and confused.
Hearing this, Zuo Si immediately pursed his lips and smiled, and pointed with a very obscure gesture at two figures who were conducting actual combat training not far away.
"Look who that is?"
In an instant, everyone turned their heads and looked towards the center of the training ground.
The next second...
Except for Viconia and Minsk who joined later, the other three had their eyes wide open, totally unable to believe what they saw.
"Sa...Sarevok? No! That's not right! Sarevok is a man, but she is a woman. Could she be Sarevok's sister?"
Imoen stammered and spoke incoherently, having no idea what was going on.
But Aberdair, who had fought with her more than once, obviously saw the familiar swordsmanship, steps and attack movements of the feminized Sarevok, and said firmly: "She is Sarevok! There is absolutely no mistake! A person's appearance and gender may change, but the sword will never lie."
"You mean that Soth resurrected Sarevok and turned him into a muscular and strong woman? Oh my god! This world is crazy."
Imoen's jaw dropped to the ground in shock, and he felt like his entire world view was about to collapse.
"No! Wouldn't the soul of the Son of Bhaal be sucked into the Blood Throne after his death? How could Sarevok escape?"
Jaheira once again looked at Zuo Si, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.
After all, this guy was a dangerous enemy they had dealt with before.
"When I went to pick up Sancho, I happened to meet him in the country of Bal and made a deal with him.
The content is also very simple.
From now on he is loyal to me, and I will help him to resurrect.
What you see now is Sarevok himself.
As for the change of gender, it was simply because the way he was resurrected was by devouring the soul and body of another female Son of Baal.
Don't worry, this Sarevok will no longer participate in the fight between the Sons of Bhaal."
Zuo Si gave the answer with a smile.
"Oh, damn! I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it. Is Sancho all right?"
This reminded Imoen of the youngest boy in the team, whom he had always regarded as his younger brother.
Zuo Si answered without hesitation: "He is safe, and he woke up much earlier than you. He is currently dealing with the army of fire giants and the other son of Baal who led them. By the way, do you need me to call Sarevok over to talk to you?"
"No! No need!"
Edmon immediately shook his head like a rattle.
Aberdare also hurriedly echoed: "Don't do it!
I don't want to ruin the good mood of escaping death.
If it is convenient, please prepare a sumptuous meal and some wine for us.
After a fierce battle and a near-death experience, I still need to eat and drink until I'm drunk to relax. "
"Okay, then it's as you wish."
Zuo Si simply raised his hand and snapped his fingers, teleporting everyone except Viconia to another more comfortable living room, and then cast a spell to summon the Heroes' Banquet.
In front of a room full of delicious food and fine wine, even Jaheira didn't care about his image and just grabbed a roasted leg of lamb and stuffed it into his mouth.
Since the food in their stomachs had long been consumed during the period of suspended animation, the intense feeling of hunger constantly stimulated the brain, causing everyone to uncontrollably stuff food and drinks into their mouths.
Although Viconia was also very hungry, she chose to follow Zuo Si obediently and carefully took out a soul gem emitting black and red light from her pocket and handed it to him with both hands.
"Great master, this is the remaining soul of Erinikas after his death.
Although the Blood Throne wanted to forcibly detain and capture it, I was able to get it first.
According to the contract you signed with him, his soul now belongs entirely to you."
“Well done.”
Zuo Si took the gem with a playful smile on his face, and greeted the eyes in the gem that were full of anger, reluctance and fear: "Long time no see, my friend.
It seems that you have lost this game completely.
Even completely at the mercy of the dead god of murder.
Do you know? If it weren't for me, you would be trapped in the Blood Throne like the other sons of Baal, becoming the nourishment and sacrifice for Baal's resurrection.
No need to thank me though.
Who makes us friends?
Friends should help each other, right? "
"What on earth do you want to do with my soul!"
Erinikas finally couldn't bear it any longer and asked harshly through the seal of the gem.
"Is there any need to ask? Of course it is to transform you into a powerful devil."
As he spoke, Zuo Si directly peeled the other person's soul out of the gem, inserted a finger into the other person's forehead and injected power from hell.
boom!!!!!!
In just a moment, the remaining spark of divinity in Erinikas' body was completely extinguished, turning into a source of sin and hatred, and was replaced by an intense pain that could not be described in words.
“Ah…
Amidst heart-wrenching screams, the astonishing energy contained in his memory and personality was gradually squeezed out, leaving only the most evil, selfish, cold-blooded and cruel part of his soul.
Of course, this part actually accounts for more than 99 percent.
Only the remaining one percent still contains Erinikas' twisted love for the Elf Queen Elise and a trace of affection for the Vampire Queen Badi.
When his consciousness was squeezed to the extreme and began to become dazed, dull, and sluggish, and even lost the ability to think, Zuo Si opened the inter-dimensional portal and threw Erinikas' soul body into the incubation pit on the ninth level of hell.
Unlike the last time when Visharoon did not have time to become a god, this time the fall of Erinikas caused a violent reaction in the entire plane.
The moment he fell, thousands of larvae suddenly emerged from the bottom of the hatching pit and squirmed to completely engulf him.
Soon after, the entire hatching pit was covered by the magma gushing out from the surrounding area, and gradually solidified into a huge sphere.
Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, had obviously sensed something. He instantly descended from the sky and stared at the completely sealed hatching pit for a full minute. He then raised his head and said in a tone of surprise and delight: "A quasi-god who signed a contract and degraded himself?
This is incredible, my young friend.
Even if we count from the time when Baator was just born, your professional level can definitely be regarded as the best.
I even want to set up an award in your name to be given to the devil who performs best in business expansion every year, so that all devils can learn from you and contribute to the growth of the entire hell force. "
Zuo Si quickly said modestly, "You are too kind.
In fact, when he signed the contract, he was just a mortal.
Later, by seizing the destiny of the Son of Bhaal and absorbing the energy of the Elves' Tree of Life, he successfully crossed the boundary between mortals and gods.
What kind of devil do you think will be born from the hatching pit this time under the interference of the plane's will?"
"Well – that's a little hard to say.
But I can assure you that he will definitely obtain a unique form, become the great devil standing at the top of all devils, and obtain all the power possessed by the law-breaking devil.
As for what it will look like, it's better for us to wait and see.
After all, this is an unexpected surprise and gift.
Only when the box is opened will the truth be revealed."
After saying that, Asmodeus glanced at Viconia who was following behind Zuo Si.
The latter simply could not bear the terrifying majesty and power that the Lord of Hell unintentionally exuded, and hurriedly knelt down with his head down, not daring to look into those eyes flashing with evil red light. He relied entirely on the power of faith to barely maintain a complete collapse of his spirit and will.
But that's all.
After all, she is just a weak mortal.
(End of this chapter)
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