"Master, my body contains the amazing energy of a sun and two fire elemental princes. I probably have the power to confront the gods head-on now."
Along with the familiar voice, the dazzling light on Davian's body finally dimmed, and the originally red dragon scale armor on his body completely turned into a dazzling white.
It feels like suddenly changing from red dragon armor to white dragon armor or silver dragon armor.
But in fact, as long as you know a little about the "Sun Dragon", a species of dragon that lives on the sun, you will know that this white color is the color of the "Sun Dragon" when it reaches the ancient age, representing the most extreme high temperature.
When a sun dragon is just hatched, it is dark red or dark red. As it grows older, the color becomes lighter and lighter. When it reaches adulthood, it is the golden color that many people think of as representing the sun.
But as they enter old age, their golden scales will quickly turn blue and white, eventually losing all color to reveal only the color of pure sunlight.
If there is air or moisture in the surrounding environment, colorful lights like a rainbow will occasionally flash.
Obviously, Davidian is no longer a Flame Dragon Knight, but a Sun Dragon Knight or a Sun Knight.
If nothing unexpected happens, his breath in dragon form will change from the original cone-shaped flame to an atomic breath similar to that of a certain monster, or he may spit out a nuclear fusion fireball that can cover a super range.
Only such a breath can destroy the divine shield and cause enough damage to the god's body.
Moreover, even the Blazing Death Sword, which was forged from red mana and black mana, now had the black mana part inside it completely disappeared, and was replaced by white mana that symbolized order.
In other words, the two-color sword of this artifact changed from black and red to red and white.
According to the naming standards of this series of weapons, it should be called [Zhan Ning Sword].
When holding this sword, Davian is not only completely immune to all magical effects produced by red and white mana, but can also cause incredible damage to chaotic camps and negative energy enemies.
Especially for demons and undead, if they are hit by it, they will be instantly evaporated by the power of the sun in the [Zhan Ning Sword].
In addition, he can release any magic related to positive energy and fire attributes at will, without being restricted by spell slots or the number of times it can be used.
If there are intelligent creatures in the time and space who worship the sun, whether this worship is directed at the sun itself or a god with the solar priesthood, Davian can gain powerful divine power from it.
If not, then we can only rely on the power of the sun itself and the quasi-divine power possessed by the two fire elemental princes absorbed into it.
In short, this time Davian definitely received an epic enhancement, and suddenly jumped from the second to last in comprehensive strength among the followers to the first place.
As for the last one...
Without asking, I know that it must be the first follower I obtained in Kalinshan a long time ago - Alena of Flame.
Due to their poor compatibility, Zuo Si made a simple upgrade a few years ago and then chose to let it go, allowing it to join the adventure team to wander around the continent of Faerun and even the outer planes, exploring and causing trouble.
As for the remaining followers, no matter whether it is the recently recruited Son of God - the female version of Sarevok, or the Storm Archer who absorbed the Eye of Talos, or the Archmage Agatha and the Flynn Varis separated from the Shadow Energy Core, they all have a high probability of defeating the Flame Dragon Knight in a one-on-one battle.
But now, Davian has surpassed them and officially gained the power to fight against the gods.
But the price he paid was that Zuo Si, a planeswalker, felt completely hollowed out.
Not only was the energy stored in the mana pool consumed, but the special ability of the spark was also used to absorb the endless veins of the fire elemental plane. He was so exhausted that he could hardly open his eyes.
There is no doubt that this is the side effect of forcibly absorbing the energy of the earth veins.
Fortunately, the level of today's mages is high enough, otherwise the spark would have to fall into dormancy for a period of time.
During this time, most of the planeswalker's abilities are temporarily disabled.
The only thing he wanted to do at this moment was to return to a safe place immediately and have a sleep, allowing the spark to slowly absorb mana from the time and space connected to the land card until it recovered from its weakened state.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si didn't even ask carefully or check Davian's status, and responded directly: "Since the upgrade has been completed, let's leave this place quickly.
Now it's up to you to keep an eye on the remaining Sons of Bhaal.
Especially Aberdare and another guy named Viecon, we must not take them lightly.
I always feel that the Five Races are more like smokescreens put out in the open to attract attention and disrupt the situation. They are the real vessels used by Baal to complete his resurrection.
Also, I might need to take a break for a while.”
"Just rest assured, I will keep a close eye on them. No matter what these sons of Bhaal and the dead god of murder are planning, the ultimate result will only be failure." Davian promised solemnly.
"Haha, you are still as reassuring as always."
A faint smile appeared on Zuo Si's tired face, and he immediately prepared to cast a teleportation magic to return to Faerun.
He was so sleepy that it was difficult for him to keep his mind clear.
At this moment, Zuo Si finally understood why the old dragon Nicol Bolas was so crazy about wanting to regain the power of the ancient planeswalker.
Because compared to the power possessed by the ancient planeswalkers, the new generation of planeswalkers are simply complete waste.
After obtaining the spark given by Urza before his death, the Silver Golem Karn, just to test his power as a planeswalker, instantly created the Ancient Silver Plane with five colored suns, which later became Mirrodin.
But what about the new generation of planeswalkers? Forget about creating a complete space-time. With Zuo Si's current spark level approaching LV30, making a sun would almost tire him to death.
The gap is really too big.
Moreover, ancient planeswalkers often have many means of resurrection. Nicol Bolas himself and his brother Ugin have been resurrected from the dead several times and have not lost their spark.
No matter who it is, after experiencing the powerful spark power of the ancient mages, it would be difficult for them to willingly endure a significant decline in their own strength.
As the saying goes, question the old dragon, understand the old dragon, and become the old dragon...
The more he learned about the nature of the planeswalkers' core power, the more he understood why Nicol Bolas was determined to start the War of the Spark at all costs.
Just as the portal was opened, the leader of the fire lizards who had escaped who knows how far away suddenly came back with his men, rushed up the cylindrical mountain, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Wait! Don't leave yet! You haven't responded to my previous proposal yet."
"Um?"
Zuo Si was slightly stunned for a moment, then quickly asked with a smile: "Are you sure you want to pledge allegiance to me? You should know that I am not the fire elemental lords you met before, and once the contract is signed, there will be no possibility of regret or violation."
"Of course! I've thought about it seriously.
You and your powerful servants defeated a Fire Elemental Prince and even devoured all the energy of the Fiery Abyss. You are as powerful as gods.
It is an honor for us Salamanders to be the vassal of such a powerful being.
Under your protection, we will surely be able to multiply and grow, giving birth to more and stronger offspring."
The salamander leader answered in the affirmative without hesitation.
Because he knew that with all the fire element energy around the Fiery Abyss being drained, this place would no longer be suitable for the survival of fire elemental creatures in the short term, and the entire tribe would have to carry out a large-scale migration.
And migration means vulnerability and susceptibility to attack.
If they don't hold on to a thick and strong thigh at this time, the entire tribe will most likely be captured by other lords and become cannon fodder in mutual wars.
Zuo Si keenly sensed the other party's thoughts, and asked with interest, stroking his chin: "How many people are there in your tribe?"
"Three hundred thousand! Our tribe has a population of three hundred thousand, and there are many young ones growing up. We can provide you with at least one hundred and fifty thousand qualified warriors and spellcasters."
The salamander leader quickly reported a number that he thought was pretty good.
As a race where every citizen is a soldier, 300,000 adults are actually equivalent to 300,000 combat units above level 7.
In particular, most Salamanders master innate spells such as Burning Hands, Fireball, and Fire Wall. Therefore, they can not only engage in close combat but also cast spells at a distance. They are quite good soldiers, and their strength is comparable to that of the Barbed Demon among the Devils.
The reason for reporting 150,000 instead of 300,000 was mainly to ensure the population base and survival and reproduction of the tribe, to prevent being wiped out by the enemy in the event of defeat.
"That sounds good. Go back and pack your things now. I'll send someone to sign the contract and take you all to Baator later."
After saying this, Zuo Si left a mark on the soul of the fire lizard leader, and then he and Davian passed through the portal and disappeared without a trace.
Before the legendary fire lizard leader could react to what was happening, another portal opened out of nowhere.
Then a tall and strong Pit Hell Demon came out, holding a contract scroll that was more than a person's thickness. He spread it out in front of him with an amiable smile on his face, pointed to the empty space in the lower right corner and said, "Come on, my dear friend, sign your name and the name of the entire tribe here, and then I can take you to the ninth floor of Baator Hell to enjoy a good life. Believe me, you will like your new home."
"Devil? Contract? Was the strong man who looked like a human just now a big devil in disguise?"
The salamander leader showed an expression of great surprise.
“You mean the great, just, generous, merciful Lord Soth, full of wisdom and grace?
He is of course a great devil, and also the lord of the newly born ninth layer, the crown prince of hell chosen by Asmodeus.
Being accepted by this adult is the greatest blessing in your life.
Okay, stop talking nonsense and sign the contract quickly.
You know, I am very busy. Today I have to rush to negotiate forty-three major deals, each of which involves the ownership of hundreds of thousands or millions of souls.
To be honest, if it weren't for the Lord's sake, I wouldn't bother to care about small orders like yours."
The Hell Demon put on an "I am a successful person" look, not hiding his contempt and disgust at all.
The Salamander leader obviously had no choice but to sign the contract without even reading the terms and conditions carefully, thus selling himself, his entire tribe, and all his descendants.
Not long after, with the help of advanced inter-dimensional teleportation technology, a teleportation channel connecting the Fire Elemental Plane and Baator Hell was opened.
The fire salamanders, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately fled with their families. The temperature in this environment was dropping rapidly. It was so cold that it was less than 300 or 400 degrees Celsius, which was not suitable for their survival at all.
…
At the same time, Zuo Si, who had just returned to the Mage Tower, originally planned to lie down directly in the secret room used to store his clones to hibernate.
But as luck would have it, Ovo suddenly brought back the first batch of mined Kadarin magic stones.
In desperation, he endured the tiredness and fatigue and met the great arcanist of the Netheril era in his room.
"My friend, you don't look well. Did you overexert yourself in satisfying the desires of a certain goddess? Please take care of yourself!"
As soon as they met, Ovo's eyes immediately flashed with a strange light.
After all, he has always suspected that Zuo Si had some unknown PY transaction with the third generation magic goddess Midnight.
Otherwise, how could it be possible to open a back door directly to allow it to touch the deep magic net and cast spells above the ninth level?
Zuo Si held his forehead and responded unhappily, “Don't let your imagination run wild.
I am not like Elminster, who relies on selling his body and looks to please the goddess.
And do you think doing that kind of thing can make me like this? With my great devil's physical fitness, even if I do it day and night for several years, I won't feel the slightest bit of fatigue. "
"Then how did you get yourself into this state?"
Ovo sat down on the soft sofa and began to pick up the snacks and drinks on the table and pour them into his mouth without any hesitation.
It has to be said that his habit of tasting all kinds of snacks, treats and drinks with different flavors does not make him look like an undead lich. Instead, he looks a bit like a fat otaku in modern society who never leaves his house.
"I overused my powers as a planeswalker, that's all. But it's not a big problem. I should be able to recover after resting for about half a month."
Zuo Si gave a half-true and half-false answer.
He obviously didn't trust Ovo very much, so he would not reveal anything involving core secrets to him.
After all, the great arcanist's ideal is to revive Netheril, so who knows if they will suddenly part ways or even become enemies because of differences in ideas one day.
Fortunately, Ovo has always been quite sensible. When he heard that this involved the ability of the planeswalker, he decisively stopped the test and casually placed the dimensional bag full of Kadarin magic stones and a list on the table.
“Here, take a look, this is the amount that was successfully mined from the first batch.
Although it is not a lot, as the number of miners increases and the collapsed underground tunnels are cleared, the output will definitely increase gradually.
Based on my experience, this should be a bonanza of considerable size.
It can be mined for at least several decades.
A while ago, a group of red-robed mages seemed to have heard the news and wanted to get a piece of the pie, but I found them and killed them all.
After this lesson, things should be quiet in Sel for a while.
Compared to the Red Robe Wizard, the City of Ghosts that could return at any time is a bigger problem.
Because Telramant Tanshuar once returned to the material plane after the other floating cities crashed, and sent people to collect a large amount of knowledge, technology, and undamaged magic items. "
"How was the Kadarin magic stone usually used in the Netheril era?"
Zuo Si glanced at the number on the list and asked without even looking up.
Ovo answered without hesitation: "Generally speaking, the top-level Kadarin magic stones will be sent to the great arcanists of various floating cities to be used to create various powerful artifacts or magical items.
Slightly inferior high-end goods will be auctioned off and the arcanists will bid freely.
Most of these guys will turn magic stones into magic storage devices to deal with emergencies.
Low-level Kadarin magic stones are used to make some trigger-type disposable magic weapons, arrows, armor, etc. for warriors and priests to use. "
"Making weapons, arrows, and armor?"
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
He could hardly believe that the Netheril era was so wasteful that such important strategic materials were given to the warriors for use.
Besides, isn't it a bit too dangerous to add trigger magic to melee weapons? Won't it hurt your own people?
"Hahahaha! Don't be so surprised. In fact, this kind of weapon is much more useful than you think."
Ovo obviously saw what Zuo Si was thinking, and immediately laughed and explained, "We do infuse long-range weapons like arrows with large-scale lethal magic such as fireball.
But for melee weapons, usually only low-level magic such as burning hands, magic missiles, electric claws, cold touch, enfeebling rays, acid arrows, and scorching rays are used.
In this way, when the weapon inlaid with magic stone hits the opponent's shield and armor, it will instantly cause an unexpected spell effect.
Especially for weapons such as chain hammers, maces, and war hammers, multiple low-level magic stones can often be embedded on the contact surface.
In this way, when the target is hit, more than seven or eight first- and second-ring magic effects will be triggered instantly, causing extremely considerable damage.
At that time, many adult dragons were ambushed by teams equipped with magic stone weapons. Some were captured, some were killed.
In the area ruled by the floating city, it is rare for evil dragons to wreak havoc."
"I see!"
Zuo Si instantly understood the Netherese's thinking in using the largest number of low-level Kadarin magic stones.
To sum it up simply, the quality is insufficient but the quantity is sufficient.
Although a magic stone that can only store one ring of magic is insignificant, if seven or eight are used together, even if all of them store magic missiles, they can cause quite amazing damage.
Moreover, these magic storage stones are replaceable.
After use, clean up the broken residues and embed new magic stones into the grooves, highlighting the convenience of plug-and-play.
Aside from the fact that it may be more expensive, there are almost no disadvantages.
However, considering that the price of Kadarin magic stones during the Netheril period was relatively low, those that could store third-level spells were only worth a few hundred gold coins, and those that could store first-level spells were almost the same as scrolls, and could be used even by warriors who knew nothing about magic.
Therefore, any warrior with a little bit of strength should be able to afford it, and it will naturally become popular.
But now the West Coast Empire only has this one mine, so it naturally cannot be wasted like in the Netheril era.
As for the warriors...
Let's wait until more mineral veins are discovered. At this stage, it's better to do your own job.
After a short while, he completed the distribution of the first batch of Kadarin magic stones on the list.
I believe that those mages will jump for joy after hearing this news.
After all, how to store spells in a cheaper and more convenient way has always been one of the difficult problems that magic users want to study and overcome.
Something as expensive as a magic storage ring is obviously not something that an ordinary low-level magician can afford.
The same is true for storing spells in gems, which requires a fairly high cost.
Although the cost of copying scrolls is relatively low, it requires long-term training, and a certain amount of magic power must be permanently paid when copying.
If you copy too much, you may even lose a grade.
In contrast, the Kadarin Magic Stone is a third method of storing magic that is between the above two methods.
According to Zuo Si's memory, the reserves of Kadarin Magic Stone in the continent of Faerun are actually not low, but there are too few discovered veins, which leads to the current high price.
Just as he was thinking about which areas might have higher reserves of this stuff, Ovo, who had already cleared a table full of snacks and drinks, suddenly leaned over with his swollen face and asked with interest: "I heard that you are studying the Elf Puzzle Lock recently?"
"Ah, yes. I found the Ring of Mythrean and figured out the nature of the elven mythal. So I plan to develop a large-scale magic barrier of my own based on this."
Zuo Si nodded slightly to give an affirmative answer.
He has never been a stingy person when it comes to sharing magical knowledge, and the handwritten books in the library of the Mage Tower are the best proof of this.
Whether it is the knowledge obtained from the scrolls of Netheril or the high magic rituals and puzzles of the elves, they are all specially classified and recorded in it.
As for whether you can understand it and whether you can use it after learning it, that is another matter.
Anyway, Zuo Si never hid anything in this regard.
This is why countless high-level wizards are vying to join the Order of the Arcane Magic, and are even willing to hand over their life boxes after transforming into liches.
Because there is something here that they really desire.
"Do you want to use magic mazes to cover the cities you rule and even the entire vast empire?" Ovo continued to test.
But this time Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No. Although I may do this in the future, that is not the original purpose.
In fact, in my opinion, using puzzle technology to protect cities and countries is too wasteful.
Its real purpose should be to build a control circle with itself as the core, which is completely under its control and can cover a large area around it.
Within this range, the caster does not need complicated spells and gestures, but can easily produce the desired results with just a thought, an action, or a triggering syllable.
Whether it's summoning creatures, meteorites, fire rain, lightning storms, or expelling those intruders with bad intentions, making yourself invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire...
My ultimate goal is to combine the entire mythal with the planeswalker's spark to create an absolute realm that can move with me.
Within this range, all energy and matter will be under my control, even the divine power of gods is no exception.
But it’s not easy to implement, and I only have a basic concept at the moment.”
Hearing this, Ovo's eyes suddenly sparkled with a strange look, and the corners of his fat mouth slightly raised. He opened his arms and exclaimed: "Creating a movable puzzle with yourself as the center?
To create an absolute domain where matter and energy are under control? Your ambition and appetite are really big.
I like the idea though! If you don’t mind, can I join in on the fun?”
"sure.
In fact, I have written down all the relevant knowledge and conclusions drawn from experiments some time ago in a notebook and placed it in the library.
If you are interested, you can borrow it at any time. Just remember to return it after reading it.
And I think some aspects can also be applied to floating cities.
After all, with the energy source of the Core of Miserah, it should be very easy to achieve many large-scale magical effects of puzzles.
In addition, I have some interesting long-range magic weapon blueprints here. You can take them back and build a batch to prevent the return of the Ghost City. "
After saying that, Zuo Si took out a stack of design drawings and principle explanations of magic heavy artillery from his pocket.
Ovo only took one look and immediately couldn't help laughing out loud.
He seemed to have seen Telramant Tanshul being beaten into a dusty and miserable state by him.
After the two finished their conversation, Zuo Si quickly left a part of the magic stones in the dimensional bag, and asked his subordinates to distribute the rest to various magic academies. He then quickly lay down in the secret room and fell into a dormant state.
But the subject's dormancy does not mean that the projection will also fall into dormancy.
Quite the opposite.
The projection in the Grey Eagle world was currently sitting in a restaurant on a busy street in the city, eating the delicious food served by the waitress in a very elegant manner, and occasionally responding with a smile to the beautiful ladies and ladies who stole curious glances at him.
His behavior left Mordenkain, who was sitting across the table, speechless.
The latter even suspected that the guy in front of him was just coming to his world to relax and vacation. From beginning to end, no one could see any conspiracy or evil plan that was hidden from the public.
On the contrary, he is like one of those bards who likes to attract attention. Since arriving in Greyhawk City, he has been going back and forth between various banquets and dances all day long.
With his extraordinary charm, he arouses the desires of all the women around him, but he is too distant to take even one step forward.
After a long silence, the legendary wizard with a strong hairstyle and a bald head that could even reflect dazzling light under the sun finally couldn't help but question: "What exactly do you want to do in Grey Eagle?"
"Didn't I tell you before that this projection was summoned for no apparent reason?"
Zuo Si put a piece of steak that was fried to perfection, dipped it in some sauce and put it into his mouth, looking unusually relaxed and comfortable.
"Then why don't you take this projection back? You know, the whole city is in turmoil because of your arrival.
If I hadn't stopped them, there would have been many angry men who wanted to hire assassins or kill you themselves."
Mordenkainen's tone revealed a hint of impatience and irritation.
He simply couldn't believe that the other party had turned the originally peaceful free city-state of Grey Eagle into its current state in just a few days without breaking any laws or using his own powerful magical powers.
Looking at the foolish women around him with blushing faces and falling in love, and then looking at the anger and hatred in the eyes of their husbands, fathers and suitors, you will know what Zuo Si did after arriving here.
To sum it up simply, it means unscrupulously seducing the ladies and girls from the upper ruling class families in the city.
With a charm attribute of nearly 60 points and control over desires and human weaknesses, mortals have no resistance at all in this regard and soon fall completely.
Although Zuo Si has not used physical means to cuckold anyone so far, this kind of spiritual infidelity has ignited the fire of anger and jealousy in the hearts of men.
What's more, the most terrifying thing about being cuckolded is that you are in an uncertain state of not knowing whether you are wearing it or not.
It will constantly torture and destroy a person mentally, making him or her suspicious and even driving him or her crazy.
On the contrary, I feel more at ease after confirming that I have worn it. I will forgive those who should be forgiven and divorce those who should be divorced.
If it were someone else doing such a suicidal thing, Mordenkainen wouldn't bother to care about the other person's life or death. He would even be very happy to watch hired killers kidnap people in some dark corner, take them to some unknown basement, and use all the torture instruments that could inflict intense pain on them one by one.
But now, not only did he have to warn the Thieves Guild and Assassin Organizations again and again not to act rashly, he also had to find a way to appease the nobles and bureaucrats in Greyhawk City and ensure that they would not go to extremes when they lost their minds.
Otherwise, if a fight really breaks out, it will only turn into a one-sided game of manipulation and massacre.
As a projection of the great devil, even if he had lost all the powers of the planeswalkers, he would definitely not be able to be resisted by a mere mortal.
"Then let them come. It's just the right time to kill time. It's just a game anyway. I will exercise restraint."
Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly and continued to slowly taste the distinctive local delicacies on the table.
"Restraint? Come on! Those bandits who were killed and even their souls were thrown into hell for robbing a caravan on the road would definitely not think so."
Mordenkainen couldn't help but complain.
Zuo Si swallowed the meat in his mouth, took a sip of the slightly sour wine, and said with a smile: "This is not my fault.
After all, if they want to rob, then they can just rob. Why would they want to do despicable things like rape and murder?
I hate these unprofessional guys the most. They really bring shame to the robbery industry.
If every gang of robbers is like them, the number of merchants will become smaller and smaller. How can the entire industry achieve sustainable development? But if on the contrary, as long as the robbers try not to hurt people as much as possible every time they rob, and only rob the merchants of half of their profits so that the latter can still make a profit, the situation will naturally be different.
Moreover, after these bandits were eliminated, the safety of the road leading to Grey Eagle has improved significantly. You should thank me."
Hearing this, Mordenkainen's mouth twitched uncontrollably. "Where is the caravan that traveled with you? I remember a young girl who seemed to have a crush on you. You gave her a valuable gift when you left."
“They had long since completed their sales and purchases and left Gray Eagle for their next destination.
As for that girl, she was just an insignificant passer-by in my long life.
She is just a mortal, it is impossible for her to understand my complicated identity, let alone turn the beautiful fantasy in her mind into reality.
Of course, this also applies to those ladies and young ladies who are accustomed to a stable life and yearn for thrills and excitement in their hearts.
After all, distance creates beauty.
People always wishfully believe in and pursue something they think is beautiful.
But when these things really come and become reality, we will start to complain and miss the previous state.
Guess, if one day I suddenly show my devilish form, how many ladies and girls will scream and run away in fear?
How many of those men who are angry, hateful, and want to kill me will be scared to the point of peeing their pants?
Don't you find this change in mentality and thinking interesting?"
After saying that, Zuo Si put down the cutlery in his hand, picked up the napkin and wiped the oil and sauce stains on the corners of his mouth.
"So you're deliberately playing with people's minds? Enjoying their clown-like reactions?"
Mordenkainen raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing this.
Or maybe his personality determines that he never trusts anyone, even the members who join the Eight Leaves.
Zuo Si casually took out a gold coin from this world and placed it on the table, then stood up and whispered in the other person's ear: "No, dear friend.
What I enjoy is not the clown-like reaction, but the joy, the joy that comes from the heart.
It's like you get endless joy from maintaining balance.
We are all essentially the same people, we just experience pleasure in different ways.”
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si straightened up and looked around the entire restaurant with a playful look, then walked out and disappeared around the corner of the alley a few seconds later.
Mordenkainen sat at the table, staring at the steaming cup of tea in silence for a long time, as if he was thinking about something. He got up and left after about seven or eight minutes.
However, what he didn't know was that as soon as Zuo Si walked out of the restaurant, he was led by a young thief with short black hair through the most intricate area of the city and arrived at the largest black market located in the sewer.
"Are you sure there's something I want here?"
Zuo Si stared at the young man who seemed to have some elven blood and asked.
The latter nodded without hesitation: "That's right. I bought this top-secret information from an insider for five gold coins. A powerful artifact will appear at the auction today. Now you only need to pay one hundred gold coins, and I can help you get the admission qualification."
"What artifact?"
Zuo Si did not rush to give the money, but continued to ask in a pretentious manner.
But in fact, he had already obtained the information he wanted from the other person's mind through the magic of detecting thoughts and memories.
"It's the Eye of Vecna! The treasure that the God of Secrets left behind in the mortal world before he became a god.
It is said to grant arcane spellcasters great powers.
Many mages and warlocks desire to obtain this treasure.
So today's auction is bound to be a fierce battle.
I hope you brought enough money, otherwise you will probably be eliminated in the first round of competition."
The boy lowered his voice to deliberately create a strong sense of mystery.
It's a pity that his rhetoric might fool the locals, but it was obviously not of much use to a big devil.
However, Zuo Si had heard about Vic's "three-piece suit" a long time ago.
These included an eye, a hand, and a robe, all of which were said to have been used by Vicnar himself.
Both the eyes and hands require one's original organs to be dug out and replaced in order to function. They are truly evil artifacts.
In comparison, the Robe of Vecna should be the one with the least side effects, but its function is only to provide a little magic resistance and slightly increase the casting speed.
As for the classic legendary scam "Skull of Vecna", only when playing games will there be "warriors" willing to try to chop off their own heads and replace them with their own.
In reality, no one with any sense would dare to use his or her life as a bargaining chip to gamble on a probability of one in ten thousand.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si immediately took out a small bag of gold coins and threw it over, saying, "Go and reserve a seat for me."
The young man quickly caught the purse, opened it and counted the gold coins. He immediately smiled and assured, "Just wait here for a few minutes. I'll go and get you a ticket."
After saying that, he immediately stuffed the purse into his leather armor, then looked around vigilantly. After making sure that no one was watching him, he quickly ran to a shed built far away from the sewer.
Since this is the largest black market in Greyhawk City, the personnel here are quite mixed, and one can even see quite a few humans wearing the holy emblem of "The Old Man" Iuz.
The goods were also varied, including stolen goods as well as the unfortunate people who were kidnapped and sold as slaves.
Just as the locals describe it, everything is sold and bought here, and the laws and rules on the surface have no binding force at all underground.
But the interesting thing is that no matter whether they come to buy or sell, no matter how evil and cruel the visitors are, they will not resort to forceful means here, let alone forceful buying or selling.
Otherwise, the entire black market would never have been able to develop to its current scale.
Just as Zuo Si was admiring the "beautiful scenery" around him, a violent explosion suddenly came from a fork in the sewer behind him.
Boom!!!! After the fire and explosion, a piercing sound came from near the explosion.
"Manab! How many times have I told you not to do those dangerous experiments and inventions in the store! Look at what you have done! Everything in my store is ruined!"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem - calm down! Don't get excited! Listen to my explanation! This is actually just a small mistake. Theoretically, its explosion power should not be so great. There must be something wrong."
Accompanied by a violent coughing and quarrel, two short dwarfs, whose height was just above the waist of an adult human male, crawled out of the ruins.
Judging from their body shapes, one of them should be a male and the other a female.
As for why we have to judge by body shape, of course it is because they are covered with a lot of dust and messy debris, and only a human shape can be barely seen.
What's even more outrageous is that despite such a violent explosion, the two dwarfs didn't have any injuries...
(End of this chapter)
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