Davian picked up the Blazing Death Sword that had fallen to the ground and instantly released the amazing energy contained in it.
boom!!!!!!
With a loud bang and explosion, his entire body instantly turned into an extremely huge high-temperature fireball and exploded.
After the flames and heat waves faded away, both the soldiers guarding the distant city walls and the other fire giants around could clearly see an incredibly huge red flaming dragon appear on the spot.
At this moment, they finally confirmed that Davian in human form was the transformed Flame Dragon.
"Humph! Pointless struggle. Do you think you can kill me by turning into a bigger dragon?"
Yagasula grinned with a bloodthirsty smile, and immediately spread his legs and charged with an agility and speed that was extremely disproportionate to his huge body. He raised the heavy +4 rune hammer high with both hands and smashed it down at the head of the flaming dragon.
Since he is half fire giant, he is not afraid of the high temperature flames surrounding him.
The next second...
Bang! The heavy hammer plus the terrifying force beyond the limit smashed the dragon's head into pieces on the spot.
I don't know if it was blood or flowing liquid flame, but it splashed three or four meters high, and the area above the eyes was completely destroyed.
If an ordinary dragon suffered such injuries, it would basically be doomed.
Just as Yagasula landed on the ground and was about to announce to the other fire giants around him that he had won the battle, he suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief to see that the destroyed dragon's head suddenly ignited a ball of fire in just a few seconds, and then recovered as before, which was simply a replica of his immortality just now.
“This…how is this possible?!”
The Son of Bhaal obviously couldn't accept that the ability he was so proud of was actually mastered by another enemy.
The other fire giants around him had a similar reaction.
"Do you think you are the only one in this world who is immortal?"
Davian instantly released a fireball at himself to replenish his lost vitality, then slightly moved his half-dragon, half-elemental body, and asked back in a condescending and slightly disdainful tone.
"Flame... Elements... Ah! I see! Your power comes from some powerful being in the plane of fire, so you can regenerate infinitely in flames."
Raised by a priestess of Baal, the swamp witch and god of murder, Yagasura obviously couldn't be an idiot.
Quite the opposite.
He was quite smart and immediately figured out why the Flame Dragon Knight could recover from his injuries so quickly. At the same time, his expression gradually changed from smug to ugly.
Because as a person with immortality, Yagasura knew very well how difficult and disgusting this ability was.
Many powerful Sons of Bhaal were worn out by him or had used up all their spells, and could only watch in despair as they were smashed into meat patties by the hammer.
What’s even more terrible is that the essence of the opponent’s power is the element of fire.
As a half fire giant, he simply had no other ability to restrain it.
The human mages who came from afar to join the Fire Giant Legion in the rear were able to release some frost magic to restrain this regeneration.
But the problem is that most of those spells are area damage, which will implicate you who are also weak to ice.
Although Yagasura is immortal, he cannot actually be killed by frost magic.
However, his natural fear of cold made him not want to experience that terrible feeling at all.
Just as the son of Baal was in entanglement and hesitation, Davian, who had never known fear, took the lead in attacking. He swung his huge dragon claws and pounced on him, instantly pinning him to the ground. He opened his big mouth full of fangs and bit one of his arms tightly, laughing like a madman: "Hahahaha! Since we won't be killed easily, let's fight happily and enjoy the fun of battle! What's the matter, are you afraid?"
"Ahhhhhhhh!!! Damn it! You're hurting me! I'm going to tear your body apart! And pry out every tooth in your mouth!"
The severe pain in his arm also made Yagasula extremely angry. He swung the hammer with his other hand and smashed it hard at the body of the flaming dragon.
Although in terms of size, he is just a tiny guy at "only" four meters tall.
But because he is the Son of God, he did not suffer much in terms of strength.
Especially after it transformed into a super giant killer, the battle basically turned into a fight between monsters.
Several fire giants rushed forward to help their leader, but were instantly crushed to death by the tumbling flaming dragon.
Wherever they passed, they would instantly be covered by high temperature flames, forming boiling lava pools.
The two sides fought evenly for dozens of minutes or even hours, and neither side could do anything to the other.
Yagasura learned the secret technique of digging out his own heart and roasting it over a magical flame from his adoptive mother.
Therefore, he not only possesses unimaginable protection, spell immunity and resistance, but also no matter how serious the injury is, he will fully recover in an instant.
Similarly, the Flame Dragon Knight Davidian can also continuously restore his vitality in any place where the fire element is abundant, and repair his semi-elemental body that has no vital parts.
He inherited the power from the Prince of Fire Elemental, which gave him the ability to use fireballs, fire walls and a flame aura infinitely.
Unless the gods themselves intervene, ordinary physical and magical attacks would hardly cause devastating damage all at once.
To put it bluntly, these two guys are meat shields with high health, strong defense, and powerful recovery abilities.
It would be impossible to determine the winner without several days or even weeks of consumption.
Moreover, it is very difficult for outsiders to intervene in a competition of this level.
So after observing for a while, the remaining fire giants and the human mages, warriors, and priests who joined them avoided the area and rushed towards the walls of Saradush again.
They obviously felt that with Yagasura tying down the enemy's most powerful force, they could take over this city ruled by weak humans in minutes with their own racial advantages and impact force.
But unfortunately, ideals are full and reality is very skinny.
Knowing that Saradush was at the forefront of the final battle against the Sons of Bhaal, Zuo Si deployed a considerable number of arcane spellcasters here.
The huge tower in the center of the city even supports a protective shield composed of a hemispherical force field to block the huge rocks falling from the sky.
Most civilians had already been brought here for resettlement and shelter, so there was no need to worry about their lives being threatened.
The only regret is that those houses outside the force field protection are left to fate.
If you are unlucky and get hit by a huge rock falling from the sky, all your belongings inside will be destroyed. There is no chance of luck at all.
Of course, this terrible war was not entirely a bad thing for the imperial bureaucrats sent to rule.
As the saying goes, the old does not go before the new comes.
The more of those crowded and unplanned cluttered buildings were destroyed, the smoother their plan to reshape Saradush would be able to proceed, and they would also be able to save a lot of money on land acquisition, killing two birds with one stone.
Moreover, by providing cheap rental housing through post-war reconstruction, one can win the hearts of the people, leave a good mark on one's resume, and lay a solid foundation for future assessments and promotions.
The reason why these guys are so utilitarian is rooted in the long-standing tradition of slavery in the Kalinshan region and the deep-rooted mindset of the upper elite ruling class that they do not regard civilians as human beings.
Even after the freeing of all slaves and the establishment of the West Coast Empire, their overall outlook did not change much.
Everything is done just to achieve those quantitative indicators so as to keep climbing up in the new power system.
After all, the biggest difference between a mature bureaucratic system and the past when aristocrats and wealthy businessmen controlled everything is that power cannot be inherited.
Although fathers who are high-ranking officials can provide a relatively high starting point and pass on experience, in the end one still has to rely on one's own talent and hard work to pass numerous screenings and become a superior person.
Just when the bureaucrats regarded the siege by the fire giant army as a good opportunity to improve their political achievements, a short and thin figure suddenly appeared out of thin air above the city gate, with his arms outstretched, performing dazzlingly complex spellcasting movements.
Along with the sound of chanting spells, an indescribable biting cold suddenly made the charging fire giants outside the city wall shiver involuntarily.
Before they could react to what was happening, a large area within a radius of several hundred meters suddenly began to experience strange conditions of ice and snow.
The cold wind blowing in his face made the fire giant shiver in just a few seconds. His hair and beard were frozen into hard lumps of ice due to the extremely low temperature, and would break immediately if touched slightly.
As for the humans, orcs, half-orcs and hobgoblins who joined the fire giant army, they were quickly frozen into running ice sculptures in less than ten seconds.
You should know that this is Kalinshan, which is famous for its hot and rainy weather. It is located in the south of the west coast of the continent of Faerun. Most people don’t need to wear warm clothes in their entire lives. They just need to put on a linen shirt or silk robe on the outside.
So when the severe cold hit a large area, they had no ability to resist and were hit one after another.
Except for some mages who reacted quickly and cast spells to resist cold damage, the rest were almost wiped out in this round.
Only a small number of fire giants with higher professional levels and stronger vitality turned around immediately after realizing that something was wrong, and thus successfully escaped the influence of the ultra-low temperature and saved their lives.
As a fire subspecies among giants, all cold energy damage can cause a lot of additional damage to them.
Therefore, anyone who ran a little slower would have been frozen to death, and could only watch helplessly as the temperature of their body dropped lower and lower until they completely lost consciousness and froze to death.
There is no doubt that this is a very typical legendary magic - cold winter.
Its biggest feature is that it creates a large area of ultra-low temperatures of more than 100 degrees Celsius below zero, just like the polar regions, accompanied by violent blizzards, causing creatures in the range to quickly become hypothermic and die.
Although the coverage area is not large, the magic core area only has a radius of a few hundred meters.
But it lasts for a full twenty hours and can continue to spread to the surrounding area, forming an impact area of several kilometers or even more than ten kilometers in radius.
Needless to say, the one who performed this legendary magic was none other than Sancho, who was assigned to cooperate with David in Saradush.
Along with the death of a large number of creatures, the divine power in his body began to grow, expand, and boil at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding a cold temperament unique to the Son of Baal.
After all, even if a person is originally kind-hearted, if he watches betrayal, killing and death happening around him all day long, he will gradually become hard-hearted.
It's like the soldiers on the battlefield. When they first see the bloody corpses, whether they are their own or the enemy's, they will subconsciously feel fear and terror.
But as time goes by and the body's protection mechanism is activated, they will quickly adapt, become numb, or even enjoy the excitement and pleasure brought by killing, destruction and plundering.
What's more, those killed this time were basically fire giants and mercenaries who joined the Fire Giant Legion in order to plunder the wealth of Saradush.
Just as Sancho's pupils flashed with a light colder than the legendary magic, and he was about to rush down to cooperate with Davian to directly annihilate this legion and eliminate the trouble forever, an irresistible force tightly imprisoned his soul.
moment!
Under the influence of this power, he transcended the constraints of the flesh and the plane and suddenly appeared in the independent space that he had transformed in the kingdom of Baal, the god of murder.
Just a second later, a mysterious voice that sounded like a hymn rang in my ears.
"Welcome, Son of God, I have been waiting for you for a long time.
You have transcended the limits of mortals and are embarking on a sacred and great path to immortality.
I will serve as a guide to help you understand yourself and ensure that you can fulfill your duties immediately after becoming a true god."
Following the voice, Sancho saw a female angel with eyes shining with golden light like a god. She was standing under a sycamore tree not far away, with a smile on her face that was as warm and kind as the spring breeze.
Seraphic Servant!
He immediately recognized the other person's identity.
Since he had seen the nature goddess Nimidona more than once before, the boy was quite familiar with this creature that also possessed divinity and power comparable to that of a demigod.
I just don't understand why the other party would appear in the country of my evil father.
In addition, he didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Sancho always felt that the Seraph in front of him seemed even more powerful, just like a real god, and his every move contained unimaginable majesty and power.
"Who are you?"
Sancho took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm, while cautiously testing the waters.
“As the messenger of fate and the gods, I have existed since before the first thread of fate was woven.
And you, Son of God, are standing at the crossroads of destiny.
The divine light has now awakened within all the Sons of Bhaal.
Some of you have even ignited the spark of divinity and possessed the power of quasi-god or even demi-god.
This is too dangerous for mortals in the material world.
Even a single engagement would result in the deaths of tens of thousands of people, as well as massive damage to the environment and landscape.
By order of His Majesty Io, the God of Gods, from this moment on, the powers of all Sons of Bhaal will be restricted to a certain degree.
You can continue to use those superhuman powers, but their impact on the material world will be greatly reduced."
The Seraphic Servant stated his purpose very simply and directly.
"So you are here on behalf of the gods, especially Io, the god above all gods, to inform me that the power of the gods will be restricted in the future?"
Sancho raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Not long ago, he was still wondering, as the power of his sons of Bhaal became stronger and stronger, when would the gods choose to intervene?
But I didn't expect that what was supposed to come would come in just a few days.
The Seraphic Servant shook his head slightly: "No, Son of God.
My role is not just to inform, but also to monitor and ensure the entire process is under control.
In addition, I will teach all the Sons of Bhaal who have earned their destiny how to correctly understand the divine essence within themselves and the subconscious understanding of themselves.
Becoming a qualified god is not as simple as you imagine. It is not as simple as killing all other brothers and sisters, seizing all the power left by Baal in this world, and then inheriting the Blood Throne.
God represents absolute free will without interference from the outside world and the endless pursuit of a certain idea and a single goal.
If one cannot do these, he cannot be called a god even if he has obtained the corresponding power.
It's just like you right now, you simply can't abandon your mortal body and completely spiritualize yourself."
"Sorry, I have no intention of becoming the new god of murder," Sancho suddenly interrupted.
"Whether or not to become a god is your choice and has nothing to do with me.
But I must do my duty to teach you what you must know.
I am an observer, supervisor, and teacher, representing absolute neutrality.
I will not interfere, let alone get involved.
When you defeat your powerful enemy and win your own destiny, I will appear again.
Farewell, Son of God.
I wish you can hold on to the end in this brutal fight."
After saying this, the Seraphic Servant bowed gracefully, then turned into a ray of light and disappeared on the spot.
Sancho was instantly sent back to the battlefield of Saradush from the kingdom of Bal by a force.
Just before he could come to his senses, a strong sense of crisis suddenly gave him courage from the bottom of his heart.
He quickly turned his head and looked back, only to find a pair of sharp and captivating eyes staring at him in the dark corner under the city wall.
The owner of the eyes hooked his finger to signal "Follow me", and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Sancho quickly glanced at the fire giants and mercenaries outside the city wall, who were so frightened by the terrifying destructive power of the legendary magic that they dared not launch any more attacks. After confirming that there was no need to worry about the safety of the city in the short term, he jumped down from a high place and chased after them.
After passing through several alleys and the ruins of buildings, he finally saw the true face of the mysterious man, a monk wearing ascetic robes and a hood.
"You are also a son of Baal?!"
Sancho's pupils suddenly dilated, and he immediately raised his vigilance and alert level to the highest.
Because of all the sons of Bhaal he had met so far, except for Imoen and Aberdare, every one of them basically came to take his life.
"Relax, I'm not your enemy, at least not yet.
In addition, I can also tell you clearly that my name is Balthazar, and I am also one of the Five Races.
But don't worry, I am not on the same page as them, and I have never been interested in the evil and filthy power of the Blood Throne.
There is only one thing I want to do.
That is to wipe out all the blood of Baal, the God of Murder, in this world and completely destroy his ambition to be resurrected."
After saying this, Balthazar took off his hood, revealing his forehead, face, and neck covered with runes densely packed with symbols used to suppress the power of Baal.
Sancho was shocked by the indescribable scene at just one glance.
He simply couldn't believe that there was a son of Baal in this world who could resist the temptation of divine power, completely abandon the gift from his god father, and seal it perfectly with his own will and strength.
"It seems that you already believe what I said. This is good. It can avoid a lot of unnecessary suspicion and doubt."
Balthazar smiled faintly, then pointed to the direction outside the city wall and said to himself: "You should have seen the immortality of Yagasura.
As far as I know, this is a very mysterious and powerful secret technique that comes from ancient natural magic.
The first person to use it was the famous swamp witch, Niali.
后来这个疯狂的老女人由于某些不知名的原因，选择了侍奉谋杀之神巴尔并成为一名高阶祭祀。
更有趣的是，妮阿莉同时也是雅加苏拉的养母。
所以只要你能找到这位沼泽女巫，自然也就能搞清楚雅加苏拉是如何获得不死之身，以及怎样去进行破解。”
“你想要借我的手杀死雅加苏拉？”
桑乔抬起头用不是很确定的语气问。
“没错。我的目标是杀死所有的巴尔之子，甚至包括我自己。
如果你能成功做到这一点，那么我还会再提供仙黛和阿巴济格的情报。
总之好好加油吧。
希望你的表现能像某人承诺的一样优秀。
不然的话我就只能自己动手了。”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，巴萨扎纵身一跃轻而易举翻过城墙，以一种肉眼几乎无法捕捉的速度消失在远处的树林中。
两个正在伐木打造攻城器械的火巨人发现了他想要进行拦截。
结果被这位传奇武僧一拳一脚当场秒杀。
尤其是带有超自然魔法力量的拳头，一击就把火巨人那硕大的身体打爆，变成漫天飞舞的碎肉块，简直比魔法战锤打在身上的效果还要夸张。
亲眼目睹了这一切的桑乔只感觉头皮发麻，用只有自己才能听见的声音低语道：“这就是五裔所拥有的力量吗？作为敌人的话还真是有点可怕呢。看来下一步我必须动身去寻找沼泽女巫——妮阿莉，才能找到杀死雅加苏拉的方法。”
说话的功夫，他再一次回到城墙上，把目光投向仍旧在拳拳到肉、下下见血疯狂厮杀的两人，紧跟着便开始施展预言系魔法侦测妮阿莉的位置。
在战场的另外一边，背叛了巴尔想要自己封神的梅丽珊也在暗处欣赏着这场由她挑起的战争，嘴角微微上扬露出了阴谋得逞的笑容，两只手紧紧攥着拳头兴奋不已的低吼道：“没错！没错！就是这样！ 放开手脚尽情的厮杀吧！ 只有你们都死了，我才能拿到打开鲜血王座的钥匙，获得里边所蕴含的神圣力量。
雅加苏拉只是一个开始。
我还需要引入更多外部力量，彻底把这场杀戮盛宴推向高潮。”
毫无疑问，这个拥有半神力量的女人已经快要按耐不住内心之中的躁动走上前台，去夺取谋划了多年的神位。
不过梅丽珊并不知道的是，在自己窥探谋杀之神宝座的时候，还有一个人也盯上了她。
刚刚从其他时空返回的左思，手里拿着一本从老龙手里得到的黑色封面书籍，远远注视着梅丽珊的背影，摸着下巴饶有兴致的赞叹道：“真是绝佳的实验材料。
我原本还在考虑要上哪找个落单的半神来试试，没想到眼前就有现成的。
按照尼可·波拉斯的说法，制造永生煞神实际上就是先将其杀死，然后注入海量黑色法术力扭转神明最神圣的本质，使其不可避免的转向死亡。
再通过强大的咒语和火花产生的连接去控制。
以我现在的旅法师等级，对正牌的半神下手可能还稍微有点勉强。
但如果是冒牌货的话就容易多了。”
不用问也知道，左思手上那本书里记载的就是各种专门对付神明的恶毒手段。
其中包括点不限于通过影响和改变所在时空的法术力核心，对该世界诞生的神明进行洗脑控制； 杀死神明的几十种方法，以及可能需要用到的上百种魔法咒语； 弑杀神明武器的制作跟锻造方法； 把神转化成为永生煞神的具体流程。
反正在对付神这方面，尼可·波拉斯可谓是经验丰富，总结出了不止一套技巧跟方法。
虽然这些内容在托瑞尔星球所在的宇宙并不一定完全适用，但至少提供了许多灵感和思路。
更何况梅丽珊一直到最后，都没有被神上之神艾欧派出的炽天神侍认定为女神。
这也就意味着，她虽然暂时获得了足以媲美半神的力量，却并没有彻底退去肉体凡胎成为纯粹精神的存在，所以不算是完整的神。
左思觉得以自己目前的火花等级，转化这种半吊子应该刚刚好卡在及格线。
换成真正的半神能不能成功估计要大上一个大大的问号。
就在他准备施展传送魔法返回法师塔整理一下自己这趟短暂跨时空旅行的收获时，自然神侍突然凭空出现，单膝跪地将一枚在魔法视觉下闪烁刺眼强光的戒指双手奉上。
“父亲，这是您让我寻找的迷斯瑞恩之戒，我已经找到了。”
“这么快？没遇到什么阻碍或者麻烦吧？”
左思惊喜不已的接过戒指感受着这件神器所蕴含的魔法力量。
尼米多娜轻轻摇了摇头：“没有，一切都很顺利。
除了几个兽神玛拉的狩猎大师想要夺取它之外根本没有任何阻碍。
我给了他们一点教训之后，这些人很快就放弃并逃走了。
最重要的是，我在森林深处找到了一个封印，里边很可能就沉睡着精灵迷锁之神——迷斯瑞恩·瑟勒特最后一个化身。”
“哦？那个封印现在的状态如何？”
左思露出了十分感兴趣的表情。
因为他知道，迷斯瑞恩·瑟勒特这位神明跟其他喜欢追求快乐的精灵诸神不同，是一个性格相当的古怪且孤僻的神，被精灵们称之为保护者、迷锁的看守。
在费伦大陆，很少有精灵会选择信仰这位神。
哪怕是那些曾经借助他的力量来大范围制造迷锁保护城市的高等精灵法师也不例外。
尼米多娜不加思索的回答：“封印被隐藏的很好、保存也非常完整，没有任何被破坏的痕迹。
而且我能感觉到其中蕴含着另外一位神明的力量。
如果强行破坏的话，大概率会引发该神明的关注，甚至是降下化身。
怎么，您打算要释放这位迷锁之神在费伦大陆最后的化身吗？”
左思笑着摇了摇头：“不，当然不。
就算我想要释放迷斯瑞恩·瑟勒特的化身，也不会傻到自己去动手。
而是会把消息透露给永聚岛上的精灵，让这些尖耳朵们自己去解决。
比起这个，我反倒是对这枚神器戒指更感兴趣一点。”
说罢，左思将这枚从头到脚散发着精灵独有的技艺风格，并且精致到宛如艺术品一样的指环举了起来。
它的主体结构并非任何一种已知的金属或其他材料，而是明显用神力凭空塑造的物质，整体呈现出黑曜石般的品质，并在表面遍布着仿佛夜空中星辰一样多不胜数的光点。
如果仔细查看的话，就会发现每一个光点都是一颗蕴含着惊人神力的宝石。
正是这些宝石，赋予了戒指创造和消除迷锁的力量。
而且不需要付出任何代价，更不需要得到迷斯瑞恩·瑟勒特的允许。
因为神器本身就相当于是半个没有思想和意识的化身。
当佩戴上之后，无论是否信仰这位精灵迷锁之神，都会自动获得他专属牧师——寻觅者的全部能力。
第一项是可以根据牧师等级赋予某件防具额外的防护偏斜力场，每天可以使用一次，每次持续时间一分钟；
第二项是能够感知到迷锁的存在，并在牧师等级达到LV5的时候辨识鉴定迷锁的具体效果；
第三项是当等级达到LV7的时候，每天可以使用一次类似【移位斗篷】的魔法效果，避开对手一次必中的攻击；
第四项是牧师等级达到LV10，每天可以施展一次【迷锁术】，对当前已有的迷锁进行编撰、修改等一系列操作，达到LV14则可以每天使用两次； 第五项是牧师等级达到LV12，可以得到免疫腐化迷锁的伤害性效果，并且还能拿到防护系魔法的次级权能，额外获得该派系的部分法术； 最后还有一条是在与犸拉、马斯克和塔洛斯的祭祀战斗时可以获得额外的力量加持。
至于戒指本身让防护系魔法持续时间翻倍，获得额外虚假生命值，免疫一切迷锁效果，每个等级每天一次额外施展防护系奥术魔法和结界领域类神术等能力，更是绝对配得上高等神器的品质。
最可怕的地方在于这枚戒指仅仅只是个半成品。
迷斯瑞恩·瑟勒特在打造戒指最关键的时刻遭到三位邪神的暗算，最终没能完成这个杰作。
否则仅凭这枚神器戒指本身就等同于他的一具化身。
Except for Mara's followers, anyone can wear the Ring of Mythrien and gain power from it. There are no other messy side effects or restrictions.
I have to say, this God of Maze is really generous.
Of course, it is not ruled out that he did not have time to add that only his believers, priests, or mortals of the elf race could use it.
After figuring out the powerful force of the artifact, Zuo Si took off a magic storage ring without hesitation and put the Ring of Mithrein on the little finger of his left hand.
moment!
A large amount of knowledge about puzzle locks flooded into my mind like a tide.
Now, as long as he wanted, he could convert his priest level into the Seeker, a priest exclusive to the original owner of the artifact.
After more than ten minutes, Zuo Si finally regained consciousness from the ocean of knowledge. He stared at the faint light emitted by the ring, and after a long time he sighed slightly: "It turns out that the maze used by the elves in the continent of Faerun is to build a local area network of their own on the basis of the existing magic network.
Reshape the magical power of a large area by building new underlying rules.
Its principles are the same as those of elven high magic, both of which originate from the elven god Corellon.
If non-elven races want to use this power, they must obtain permission from this person, otherwise those powerful magical rituals will not work.
However, just because the magic rituals of the high elves cannot be used does not mean that one cannot build their own maze.
The mad wizard Halaster Blackrobed should have borrowed a lot of the characteristics of the elven maze and successfully created the underground maze city based on the existing magic network.
interesting!
That’s so much fun!
Moreover, the construction of the puzzle is not to exploit the original magical power of the world, but to integrate it into the natural cycle..."
"Father, are you okay?"
Nimidona's tone was clearly worried.
"Of course I'm fine, I'm fine. I just suddenly solved a problem that has been bothering me for a long time, and I'm a little excited mentally and emotionally." Zuo Si licked his lips subconsciously and explained.
"Excited?"
The nature servant blinked in confusion.
"Yes. The knowledge that this artifact ring has given me is far more valuable than the power it possesses. Let's go back to the Mage Tower to organize and record all these contents, and then verify them through a series of experiments."
After that, Zuo Si took Nimidona's hand and cast a teleportation magic to disappear on the spot.
For a planeswalker who thirsts for knowledge and power, there is nothing more gratifying than solving a problem that has troubled him for a long time.
Especially the light that burst out from his pupils, which made all the creatures living in the Mage Tower feel fear and terror.
Within a few hours, the residents of Athkatla experienced an unprecedented excitement.
First, the bright noon sky suddenly became pitch black, and nothing could be seen even half a meter away.
But this state only lasted for a second before returning to normal instantly.
Immediately afterwards, more than two thousand people in the city who uttered a certain syllable flew directly off the ground into the air hundreds of meters high.
Many frightened ordinary residents even wet their pants on the spot, performing a small-scale "artificial rain" for the pedestrians below.
In addition, some residents in the city found that neither matches nor magic could light the stove when they were cooking during a certain period of time.
The most terrifying thing is that near dusk, millions or even tens of millions of rats, cockroaches, flies and mosquitoes suddenly pour out from various exits of the sewers and rush towards the outside of the city in a black mass.
The overwhelming horror scene was so horrifying that even the so-called fearless female paladin couldn't help but let out a shrill scream like a frightened little girl.
Some of the unlucky people who had cockroaches and rats crawling on their bodies did not suffer any physical harm, but they suffered severe mental trauma. They curled up in a ball and shivered for several hours, and suffered from uncontrollable nausea and vomiting.
Even if the priest casts a spell to calm the mind, it cannot be restored to normal.
In order to find out the cause of the incident, the city's temple, the Paladins of the Order of the Burning Heart, the Dark Guards of the Church of Bane, the City Hall, the Guild of Masked Mages, the judicial system and other institutions have joined together to form a powerful investigation team.
It’s a pity that after two or three days of investigation, no suspicious clues were found.
Needless to say, all the strange situations that occurred in Askatla were "little accidents" caused by Zuo Si's research and attempts to construct the maze.
After all, the purpose of a maze lock is to cover a city or even a country on a large scale.
Considering the location of the Mage Tower, the Gold City naturally became the subject of the experiment.
The sudden change of day into night is the result of the prohibition of all light added to the rules;
As for those ordinary people who gained the ability to fly by leaving their feet on the ground, they accidentally triggered the command to start the magic flight, which resulted in them being blessed with the third ring of magic flight;
The reason why the stove cannot be lit for cooking is that the rules of the maze prohibiting the burning of flames are in effect. This is mainly to start the fire extinguishing when a large-scale fire occurs in the city;
In contrast, expelling pests such as rats, cockroaches, flies and mosquitoes is to improve sanitary conditions and prevent residents from becoming sick or even dying from bacteria and viruses.
As for those unlucky people who were accidentally affected and suffered mental damage in the process of expelling pests, they can only rely on time to recover slowly.
Anyway, experiences like this will almost certainly leave a lifelong psychological scar...