Whether it was Halruaa, the wizard kingdom of the remnants of Netheril, or the reclusive great arcanists, or other towns and countries around the Anauroch Desert, they all reacted in various ways.
Among them, the mages of Halrua wanted to try to contact him and see if they could exchange some of the lost magical knowledge and technology; the archmages expressed contempt and disdain for Telramant Tanshuul, who had defected to the goddess of night, Shar. Among them, Ovo had already begun to prepare for a war, intending to teach this younger generation a memorable lesson;
As for the areas surrounding the desert, the Silvermoon Alliance has secretly strengthened its vigilance under the leadership of Alastor.
As long as Ghost City has the intention of expanding to the west and north, she will immediately choose to activate certain common defense clauses of the trade alliance and bring in Silvermoon City and Waterdeep City.
Coupled with the terrifying military strength of the West Coast Empire, as well as the elects of several magic goddesses and the battle-hardened magician group, it is guaranteed that they can deal a heavy blow to the supreme city lord.
Maybe even the floating city will change its name after the battle.
After all, Alustriel is one of the very few people who know some of the abilities of Zosi the Planeswalker, and understands how terrifying and unreasonable the latter's ability to create cards is.
However, compared to the confident Silvermoon Alliance, places like Cormanthor, the Valley and Cormyr are not so calm.
Especially for Assan IV, who had just experienced internal and external troubles, he had finally used the borrowed loans to quell the monsters rampant in the country and temporarily suppressed the increasingly centrifugal tendencies of the nobles in the country. He had originally planned to restore the prestige of the royal family, concentrate on internal affairs and production, and strive to repay all these loans as soon as possible.
But who could have imagined that before he could even catch his breath, a ghost city that had disappeared for thousands of years in history suddenly appeared in the desert.
In just a few days, several of the largest nomadic tribes were either incorporated or annihilated, and a barbarian army of tens of thousands of people had been gathered.
What’s even more terrible is that these guys call themselves the “New Netheril”, making it clear that they want to take over all the areas originally ruled by Netheril.
Unfortunately, the land where the Kingdom of Cormyr is located belonged to the Netherese thousands of years ago.
And a glance at the map will tell you that the geographical location here is extremely advantageous. Not only is the waterway network well-connected and very suitable for farming, but the southern region is also adjacent to the Falling Star Sea and is a very good natural harbor.
Once taken, they can use it as a base to expand to the northeast, and both Sembia and the Vast Land can be easily taken into their possession.
As a legendary warrior and invincible military commander, Athan IV was well aware of how great the threat posed by the floating city was.
Not to mention the infinite energy provided by the Core of Misera, and the cheap and massive "quasi-magic items" created on this basis, which can exert terrifying destructive power in battle.
Simply having the floating city fly overhead and dropping rocks would be enough to destroy the defenses and morale of any city in Cormyr.
The most important thing is that Yasan IV has no money at all now.
In order to demonstrate the generosity and kindness of the royal family, he used all the remaining money and food to rescue the civilians invaded by monsters. Not only was the national treasury extremely poor, but several granaries were so empty that rats could almost starve to death.
So it’s not that the Kingdom of Cormyr didn’t want to take action, but it really couldn’t move, and could only watch the other side expand unscrupulously in the Anauroch Desert.
On the other hand, the tyrant who had just unified the Moon Sea, Fuzol Chamberlain, was also very afraid of the emergence of the City of Ghosts, and sent a large number of spies and detectives upstream along the Teisse River into the desert to gather intelligence.
He really wanted to know what purpose was behind the sudden return of Ghost City.
Is it the evil plan of Shar, the goddess of night, or the idea of Telramant Tanshul himself?
In short, since this floating city that survived the Netheril era reappeared on the continent of Faerun, it has triggered a series of chain reactions.
Especially those ambitious ghost princes, who had no intention of hiding their identities at all, led their teams to search for relics, artifacts, and knowledge from the Netheril era.
It wasn't long before the homes of some mages, nobles, scholars, and wealthy businessmen who possessed these things were invaded.
Those who were more unlucky were killed on the spot without even a chance to escape.
The City of Ghosts has proved through its actions that it is by no means a good person, and it has no interest in coexisting in a friendly manner with the backward, stupid and ignorant city-states and countries on the continent of Faerun today.
Just the opposite!
In their eyes, apart from a few magical powers like Halrua, Cyre, Mulhorand, and the West Coast Empire, the rest of the forces were not worthy of having an equal dialogue with them.
And because it controlled the "Black Road", the only safe trade route across the Anauroch Desert, the City of Ghosts also began to export cheap magic items to the North and the Moon Sea. At the same time, it purchased a large number of slaves from the Moon Sea controlled by Zhentil Keep, among which children aged ten to twelve were the top priority.
The reason is very simple. Children of this age have not yet formed their world views, so they can be turned into subjects of the new Netheril Empire through training, education and brainwashing.
Those with sufficient intelligence will be sent to learn magic, and those with insufficient intelligence will be sent to the church or the army to be trained as priests or warriors.
Unlike those superficial people who are impatient to launch wars of aggression because they think they are powerful, Telramant Tanshul is a great arcanist who has received elite education and understands the importance of sustainable development.
Due to Ghost City's long stay in the Shadow Plane, most of its population has turned into semi-shadow creatures and no longer has the ability to reproduce.
Therefore, if one wants to revive Netheril, the first thing to do is to restore the population base, cultivate a group of spellcasters who are loyal to themselves and the floating city, and then continue to grow like a snowball.
Through his most trusted assistant, Hajhona's previous investigation into the current situation in Faerun, Telramant Tanshul understood that the world today is very different from the period of Netheril's rule.
Whether it was the endless and insatiable adventurers, the large number of voters created during the second generation of the Magic Goddess, or the major event of the gods walking on the earth as saints in the turbulent years, as well as the arrival of the mage Zuo Si, they all made him very cautious when making some decisions.
As for those scattered ghost princes, it was more like a temptation to this world that was both familiar and strange.
He wanted to know the current attitudes of various forces towards the Ghost City, and then identify which allies could be cooperated with and which were mortal enemies.
However, the Supreme City Lord did not know that one of his most outstanding sons, the prince with a total arcane spellcasting level of LV26, Brenas Tanshul, has now sneaked into the West Coast Empire with his men and has set his sights on Zuo Si, the emperor of the empire.
His purpose was very simple, which was to seize the Netherese scrolls and a large number of treasures and artifacts from the Netherese era from the latter.
After all, as Zuo Si opened up his vast reserve of magical knowledge to all mages and warlocks throughout the empire, much of the theoretical knowledge obtained from the scrolls of Netheril quickly spread in the form of notes.
Considering his identity as the Chosen One of the Goddess of Magic, many people guessed that he had at least a complete set of fifty scrolls of Netheril.
What's more, there are several powerful artifacts created during the Netheril era, such as the Death Moon Orb, the Seat of Sarkheel, the Mithril Chains of Sorrow, and the Shadow Core.
Brenas Tanshul believed that as long as he launched a successful raid and sneaked into Zuo Si's Mage Tower treasury, he would definitely get unimaginable rich rewards.
Especially a set of fifty-chapter Netheril scrolls. Once you get them, you can not only gain a vast amount of knowledge from them, but also improve your existing arcane spellcasting level after reading each one, and even surpass your powerful father to become the most powerful wizard in Ghost City.
At this moment, this daring ghost prince was living in a luxurious hotel in Askatla, gazing at the towering giant wizard tower inside through an invisible magic barrier, his eyes revealing naked and undisguised greed.
After several minutes, he turned around and asked his deputy, "How is it? Have you figured out the situation in the Mage Tower these days? Can you plant a nail in it by bribing and controlling the apprentices and servants?"
The assistant, who had also transformed himself into a semi-shadow form, immediately shook his head and replied: "I'm very sorry, I think your plan may not work.
根据附近居民的说法，那座高塔在附近的公立学校开始运行之后就不再对外开放了。
里边的人不会出来，外面的人同样也进不去。
我曾经派人尝试着从下水道进入，结果所有的探子都再也没有活着回来。
很显然，法师塔周围和内部都拥有很强的反入侵手段。
也许是大量的陷阱，也有可能是非常麻烦的召唤生物。
最重要的是我不认为入侵这样一个防守严密的地方是明智的选择。”
“完全封闭？”
布雷纳斯·坦舒尔眯起眼睛露出了若有所思的神情。
对于这个结果，他似乎并没有感到十分意外。
毕竟作为西海岸帝国皇帝在这座城市的唯一住所和行宫，法师塔周围一定范围内早就已经被划定为禁区，连靠近都会立刻被驻扎在这里的士兵拦截。
严重的可能还会被抓起来坐几天牢，图谋不轨的家伙还会遭到严刑拷打与记忆读取。
即便是在阴魂城，普通人如果胆敢在未经许可之前靠近至高城主居住的地方，也一样会被抓起来好好审问一番。
唯一让布雷纳斯·坦舒尔感到不解的是，如果这座高塔完全对外封闭，左思如何对城内的高级官僚和蒙面法师公会的管理者下达命令和指示，进而确保这座城市不会脱离自己的掌控？
“是的，就是完全封闭。至少这几天我根本看不到任何人进出。”
助手再一次给出肯定答复。
他可不希望自己效忠的这位王子殿下被巨大利益冲昏了头脑做出下令强攻这种命令。
虽然站在阴魂城的角度，区区蒙面法师公会这种三流施法者组织根本不值一提，大部分城内巡逻和执法的卫兵也算不上什么威胁。
但问题是攻破一座防守严密的法师塔绝非易事，哪怕侥幸成功必然要付出相当惨重的伤亡。
更何况左思本人也并非弱者，而是魔法女神的选民，拥有奥术与神术双传奇等级的实力。
阴魂城通过搜集情报搞清楚了银火所拥有的可怕力量，因此早就将几位魔法女神的选民列为了最高危险等级的目标。
可布雷纳斯·坦舒尔显然并不想要就这么放弃，反而翘起嘴角笑着安慰副手：“放心，我没有那么蠢到那种程度，去强攻一个拥有强大施法者守护的堡垒。
同样也不会与这位帝国皇帝爆发正面冲突。
我要做的是耐心等待对方离开的时候，瞅准机会潜入进去，偷走那些本应该属于耐瑟瑞尔的宝物。
然后带着它们顺利返回阴魂城。
事实上我已经利用神器进行了定位。
只要高塔的主人一离开，我们就可以开始尝试着进入高塔内部。”
在说这番话的时候，布雷纳斯·坦舒尔下意识摸了摸脖子上佩戴的一个护身符。
不用问也知道，这个护身符也是耐瑟瑞尔时代打造的神器，可以透过无数魔法结界、迷锁和防护感知到某个人的位置。
而他目前锁定的正是左思本人。
这也就意味着，只要左思一离开法师塔，阴魂王子立刻就能察觉到并“趁虚而入”。
但布雷纳斯·坦舒尔并不知道阿斯卡特拉城内的这座法师塔里究竟有多少恐怖的东西在等着自己。
作为左思在费伦的老巢，光是长期驻扎在塔内学习进修的奥法秘术会巫妖数量就超过了十人，全部都是跨过传奇门槛的法师。
地下部分还有大量的狼人地精，尤其是经过强化的怖狼军团。
除此之外法师塔本身也拥有独立的意识和智能，可以随意抽取能量释放一到九环的任意奥术魔法。
地下监牢里关押着已经呈现出明显虚空生物特征的巨型猎犬和它的后代。
各种在魔法改造下诞生的巨龙、半龙、机械构装体、千奇百怪的不死生物、多到根本数不清的魔蝠杂役，差不多由三千名灰矮人工匠大师组成的锻造车间，也仅仅只是法师塔内部强大力量微不足道的冰山一角。
来自第九层面的魔鬼也在这里驻扎了小半个军团，其中达到传奇等级的深狱炼魔、异虫魔数量就有超过一百个之多。
你以为这就完了？ 不！ 这才刚刚开始呢。
可以变身成为杀戮者的女版神之子沙洛佛克，拥有兽王力量的白熊阿蒂奥，炽天神侍尼米多娜，掌握着暗影能核的撒伦精怪阿加莎，费林魔葵首领瓦瑞斯……
最后还有刚刚孵化完龙蛋，带着自己儿子兼丈夫归来的太古炼狱银龙艾达隆。
在这股力量面前就是神明的战斗化身进来也得脱一层皮。
更何况左思早就已经在整个阿斯卡特拉范围内设下了十几道的魔法迷锁。
其中有一道就是任何等级超过LV15的人进来，都会瞬间被法师塔的意识感知到，并且进行全天二十四小时不间断的监控。
布雷纳斯·坦舒尔压根没有发现，自己的一举一动早就彻底曝光了。
之所以没动他，主要是左思现在全部的注意力都集中在即将到来的神战，哪有空理会所谓“阴魂王子”这种不入流的小角色。
甚至受到奥沃和拉洛克等老牌大奥术师的影响，他连泰拉曼特·坦舒尔这个至高城主都不放在眼里。
“主人，您确定真的不需要处理掉外面那些讨厌的苍蝇吗？”
保持着精灵形态的艾达隆主动询问道。
受到地狱力量的影响，她此时此刻原本银色的长发已经变成了黑色，眼睛里更是迸射出象征邪恶的幽光。
正在欣赏训练场内自己第二个弟子凶悍战斗风格的左思立刻笑着摇了摇头：“没有那个必要。
布雷纳斯和他背后的阴魂城对于我来说没有任何威胁。
所以就让我们一起抱着看猴戏的态度欣赏他的表演吧。
毕竟这座法师塔从建立以来好从未遭受过任何入侵，就当是稍微检验一下它的防御能力好了。
另外，你不觉得瑰拉瑟现在需要适合的敌人进行一次真正的实战吗？”
听到这番话，太古银龙也跟着把目光投向训练场内那个娇小纤细的精灵少女，嘴角不受控制的轻微抽搐。
后者眼下正在与体重和技巧都比自己高出不知道多少个量级的沙洛佛克奋力拼杀。
哪怕其中一条胳膊已经被彻底打断，内脏受到重创不停的吐血，原本精致漂亮的脸蛋也肿成了猪头，鼻子更是被彻底打的塌陷，嘴里的牙齿也掉了差不多一半，可她仍旧没有喊一声疼、更没有想要停下来的意思。
恰恰相反！
越是在这种身体遭到重创的时候，瑰拉瑟·利亚顿的表现就越是令人感到头皮发麻。
她借助手中月之刃和自己掌握的魔法力量，像一只灵巧的蜂鸟不断躲避着沙洛佛克这个巨人毁灭性的攻击。
并且一旦找到空挡就会立刻迎着足以劈开自己的双手巨剑，直接去割对方手脚的肌腱，亦或是绕道身后去捅腰子、肝脏、后脑、后心等致命部位。
艾达隆曾经见过许多意志坚定的强大战士，但像精灵少女这般疯狂且完全无惧于死亡的，这还是在长达万年生命中第一次遇到。
在她看来，瑰拉瑟的战斗风格与其说是一名战士，倒不如说是一名迎击型的刺客，把速度和灵巧发挥到了极致，所有的动作都只为达成一个目的，即以最快、最有效率的方式杀死目标。
在此期间，自己是否会受伤、残废、乃至死亡统统不在考虑范围之内。
即便是沙洛佛克这种顶尖战士在她的疯狂攻击下也不可避免的受了一些伤。
比如说右腿膝盖后边的肌腱就被割断了一次，左边的肾脏也同样被捅过一刀。
这要不是神之子拥有无限的再生能力，换成普通人这会儿尸体都已经凉了。
所以瑰拉瑟在这段时间的成长速度可以说是相当的惊人。
至少凭借月刃所赋予主人的额外能力，绝对有能力击杀等级在LV20以下的近战职业。
不过可惜的是，在沙洛佛克面前她还是太嫩了一点，很快便被前者抓住漏洞，抡起拳头砰的一声打倒在地晕了过去，颈椎的骨头甚至当场被打断，身体不受控制的抽动。
一旁的自然神侍看到后，立刻走上前施展了一个强力治疗法术。
下一秒……
精灵少女又从地上爬了起来，毫不犹豫向沙洛佛克冲去。
没有畏惧！
没有退缩！ 有的只是一往无前的勇敢和坚定，以及对于力量最原始、最纯粹的渴望。
“她的灵魂很美，不是吗？”
左思脸上挂着淡淡的微笑评价道。
Aidalong nodded in agreement: "It is indeed beautiful, and it also exudes a dark aura brought by strong hatred. This is a precious gem that still emits a dazzling light even without being carved. I wonder what a magnificent scene her future life will be like."
“Haha, who knows what will happen in the future.
If Brennus Tanshul dares to invade the Mage Tower after I leave, I will capture him and detain him until I return.
Remember, don't kill him, I still have a use for him."
After saying this, Zuo Si winked at Davidian, and then the two of them activated the cross-dimensional teleportation and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Because today is the day of the final battle for the ownership of the Blood Throne, we need to go to the Kingdom of Baal to put an end to it all.
Not only them, but also Melisand, Abazig, Balthazar, Aberdair, Imon, Sancho and all the people involved, also appeared in the huge palace exuding a strong smell of blood through the independent space they established in the country.
Standing in the center of the hall, one can clearly see blood plasma flowing down from the skylight above one's head like a waterfall, then pouring onto the blood-red throne inlaid with countless skulls, then flowing along the grooves in the throne to the ground, and finally flowing from the grooves deliberately left in the ground to the pool of blood not far ahead that will never be filled.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the core area of the Kingdom of Baal and also the location of the Blood Throne.
Even if he is not the son of Baal and does not have Baal's power and divinity, he can still feel the amazing power contained in the throne, as well as the two priesthoods of death and murder.
"Finally... this fateful moment is about to arrive."
The Seraphim servants sent by Io, the god above gods, descended from the sky and scanned all the sons of Baal, quasi-gods, and demigods present who were qualified to compete for the throne with their eyes shining with golden light.
"Is there any special rules for today's battle?"
Zuo Si asked in a half-joking tone.
“No, you worry too much.
This is the Outer Planes, so you can use your strength to the fullest until the final winner is determined.
If there are followers or believers, it would be no problem to summon them to join the battle."
Having said this, the Seraph suddenly paused, then fixed his gaze on Davian, the implication of his words was self-evident.
"Wait a minute! According to you, we are the only ones qualified to seize the Blood Throne now?"
Sancho suddenly interrupted.
Because he didn't know why, but he always felt that something was wrong.
The Seraph nodded slightly and responded, "Yes, according to the instructions of His Majesty Io, you are the last few people who are qualified to be deified. The rest of the Sons of Baal, even if they are still alive, will be deprived of all their power afterwards."
"What if Baal is resurrected?" Zuo Si also asked.
As a wizard who often uses the wishing spell, he would not ignore any possible loopholes.
"This situation is not included. Because I just talked about people, not gods."
The Seraphic Servant gave a clear answer very straightforwardly.
moment!
Zuo Si realized what the other party wanted to express, and subconsciously glanced at the sons of Baal who he did not recognize not far away, trying to find out in which body Baal was hiding.
Or maybe he is still hiding somewhere and has not shown up yet? "Human? Am I not a god now?"
The blue dragon Abazige frowned and questioned.
In his opinion, possessing such powerful divine power and being able to accept faith and bestow divine arts, he has long been a true demigod.
Melissan, who was in the same camp, was also puzzled.
The Seraph God Servant was silent for a moment and replied, "No, at least not a complete god.
Because now you are just the carriers of divine power.
There is neither a priesthood nor a leaving of the mortal body to become completely spiritual and acquire a divine essence.
So even though he has the power of a demigod, strictly speaking he is still one step away from becoming a true god."
"So how can we take the last step?"
Abazig was breathing rapidly and was obviously impatient.
"It's very simple. Defeat all the people here, either by killing them or by making them voluntarily give up Baal's power. Then I can guide you to complete the last step of becoming a god."
After saying that, the Seraph God Servant spread his wings and flew into the sky, disappearing from everyone's sight.
After all, she is just an observer, a guide, and a supervisor, and cannot get involved in the fight between the Sons of Bhaal.
As soon as the Seraph's servant left, Abazig rushed towards the unfamiliar sons of Baal like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and started slaughtering them at lightning speed.
Although several Sons of Bhaal have demonstrated the ability to transform into killers, it is completely useless in the face of the power of a demigod.
Most of them were killed in just a dozen seconds, and some of the unlucky ones were even bitten to death and eaten alive by the blue dragon.
Every time he ate a brother or sister, Abazig's body would expand exponentially and a terrifying light would burst out of his eyes.
"Teacher, do you want to take action?" Sancho asked with a serious expression.
"Why are you still hesitating at this time! The more sons of Baal that guy devours, the stronger his power will become."
Having said that, Aberdare, who never liked to think, transformed directly and rushed forward like a hungry beast.
Since this was an out-and-out war between gods, he and Imoen were the only ones who came from the entire team.
As for the others, they were not even qualified to participate, and everyone, including Jaheira, could only wait outside.
“Damn it!”
Seeing Aberdare taking action, Sancho naturally could not stay where he was and continue waiting. He and Imoen immediately began to cast spells infused with divine power to provide support.
For a moment, all the Sons of Baal except Balthazar were caught up in a chaotic fight of seizing and devouring each other.
Although they tried to unite to fight against the most powerful Abazig, the effect was not ideal.
Even Aberdare and Sancho could only delay the Demigod Blue Dragon's advance a little bit. They were knocked away by the tail sweeps and dragon wing attacks more than once, and rolled on the ground in a mess.
With the blessing of divine power, even the most ordinary physical attack can produce unimaginable destructive power.
As for Imoen, who is not even a quasi-god yet, he can only make do with his supporting role and add some strengthening spells to his teammates.
Most attacks and control spells cannot pass the demigod's terrifying immunity, resistance and exemption.
However, compared to the fierce battle breaking out in the distance, Zuo Si's side seemed very quiet.
He took Davian to confront Melissan and Balthazar who were about 20 meters ahead.
Obviously, Melisand didn't know that Balthazar had already reached a cooperation with Zuo Si, and thought that the monk was still on her side.
At least I will not turn against you easily before all other enemies are dealt with.
"Don't you want to say something? Like why you turned against the god of murder you serve, and what made you want to become a goddess instead?"
Zuo Si was the first to break the silence and gave Melissa a meaningful smile.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."
Melisand pretended to be puzzled.
Although she had shown some of her divine power to Abazig, she did not reveal her true intentions, but instead fooled him by using her identity as a chosen one of Bal.
What's more, there is now a Balthazar by his side.
Zuo Si sneered and asked back, "Do you not understand or are you unwilling to admit it?
At this point, do you think you can still hide? Or do you think Balthazar hasn't seen through your true face yet? Don't be naive.
Your attempt to secretly absorb divine power and divinity, and even to completely control the Blood Throne, has long been exposed to his sight."
As the last word came out of her mouth, Melissan's face changed drastically, and she subconsciously turned around to confirm with the monk beside her.
But who knew that Balthazar, who had been planning for a long time, didn't even say a word, and directly used his most proficient secret technique [Flame Sun Force]. His whole body suddenly released a dazzling light, accompanied by a temperature as hot as the sun, and then kicked out at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.
boom!!!!!!
The air explosion caused by the speed exceeding the speed of sound kicked Melissa into the air.
Before she could recover from her shock, Balthazar had already used the monk's unique spell-like ability [Escape] to teleport directly to a higher place, infusing some powerful energy into his arms, and then swooped down with all his strength, first smashing Melisand's chest with his elbow, causing the ribs that supported and protected her chest to cave in instantly, and the blinding blood gushed out of her nose and mouth.
But that’s not all.
After the heavy blow, Balthazar used both fists to attack at the same time, hitting Melissan's head and abdomen at lightning speed, once again causing terrible internal injuries.
Finally, the whole person seemed to be in an overload state, waving his arms until countless afterimages were completely invisible, and using fists that were as hard as refined gold to hit from the sky to the ground.
At the moment when it was about to touch the ground, all the divine symbols on his body used to seal the power of Baal suddenly flashed with a light brighter than the sun, and collapsed in an instant.
The divine power belonging to the God of Murder instantly gushed out from his body, forming a red mist that was thicker than blood.
Balthazar injected this divine power directly into his fist and struck Melisand's head with all his strength.
Bang! Boom!!! ...
The latter was like a tattered rag doll. Half of his head exploded instantly under the blow, and blood and brain splashed in the air like raindrops.
No words can describe the strong impact of this visual image.
The aftermath of Melissane's fall to the ground alone destroyed everything within a radius of more than 50 kilometers outside the Blood Throne Hall, and formed a huge crater like that formed by a meteorite impact.
The shock wave of light tore apart hundreds of thousands of petitioners and demons nearby.
Abazig and other sons of Baal who were fighting frantically stopped their actions at the same time, staring in amazement at the legendary monk whose clothes were completely burned by the [Flaming Sun Force], revealing his muscular body and terrifying aura.
Obviously, they couldn't believe even in their dreams that this guy who had never fought with anyone could actually burst out such astonishing power.
Especially the last blow infused with divine power, which had already surpassed the limits of mortals. Even Abazig, a demigod, was not sure whether he could still survive after being hit.
"call--"
After completing a whole set of smooth combos, Balthazar let out a long breath, retracting the sun-like scorching light and temperature emanating from his body, and a faint smile appeared on his originally serious face.
"Well, I did a pretty good job, didn't I?"
"It was more than good. It was brilliant. Look at the looks on the other people's faces. They were stunned by your performance."
Zuo Si generously gave praise and applause to the other party.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a monk could achieve such a level.
Especially the last punch infused with divine power, which clearly contained the rules of killing and death, and could kill any target without divine or quasi-divine protection in an instant.
To put it simply, it is an alternative form of [Instant Kill of All Things].
Even if a legendary wizard has all the magical protection, he will still be penetrated and killed. There is no logic at all. It is exactly the same as Sarevok's [Death Raid].
It’s just that [Death Strike] is a probability trigger, and Sharevok himself cannot control it well.
But Balthazar can perfectly control this power and activate it when needed.
The latter is obviously much more sophisticated than the former.
Based on this alone, he deserves the title of the strongest of the five races.
"Thank you for your compliment, but I don't have time to listen to this right now. Before the evil and filthy power of Baal begins to pollute my mind and soul, I will kill Abazig and put an end to it all."
As he said this, Balthazar turned his gaze towards the demigod blue dragon, whose face was filled with shock and disbelief.
The next second...
The monk switched from [Flame Sun Force] to [Moon Shadow Force], and at the same time drew strength from the shadow plane to activate the secret technique [Shadow Posture]. He was instantly shrouded in darkness, and then completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
To be precise, at this moment he has temporarily jumped into the gap between the material world and the shadow plane.
Unless he jumps out on his own initiative, no one knows where he is.
The disappearance of Balthazar undoubtedly made Abazig extremely nervous. He put on a divine shield without even a second of hesitation.
After all, the previous incident of Melissan being shot in the head was right in front of him, so he couldn't help but be cautious.
Just as the atmosphere on the battlefield became extremely tense, Davian apparently noticed something and whispered in Zuo Si's ear, "Master, that woman doesn't seem to be dead yet."
"Ah, I know. It's not that easy to kill a demigod. Moreover, she has already usurped some authority and has a considerable home advantage here."
Zuo Si glanced at the center of the huge pit and pursed his lips to reveal a playful smile.
Needless to say, Melisand was pretending to be dead in order to make the fight more brutal for others, while she secretly drew strength from the Blood Throne and then fought her way out at the last moment to win.
But as the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Her little cleverness to hide from Zuo Si's perception was obviously a daydream.
Not to mention Zuo Si, even Davian discovered the little tricks she was doing in secret.
What's more, Baal, the god of murder, has not shown up so far.
God knows what this guy is planning in the dark.
So Zuo Si did not point out Melissant, nor did he tell Balthazar that he did not really kill this insidious and cunning woman, but wanted to see how the situation would develop next.
"You mean... ignore her?"
Davian asked in a not very sure tone.
Zuo Si nodded calmly, "That's right. A half-baked person like her who hasn't figured out how to use divine power is not enough to be used as evidence.
Also, haven't you noticed that since the war began, the blood flowing in the hall where the Blood Throne is located has been becoming less and less?
Just wait and see, the exciting show is about to begin.
I just don’t know in what form our King of Murder will return.
What kind of surprises can he bring us?
Get ready, if nothing unexpected happens it should be your turn soon."
(End of this chapter)