The Seraphs sent by Io not only recovered all the divinity of Baal and his descendants, but also considerately sent Imoen, Aberdare, and Sancho who survived the war of gods back to the material world.
From now on, they no longer have to worry about the influence from their evil god father and can live the life they want.
The Sun Knight Davian became famous in one battle and officially entered the vision of the gods.
In particular, Losander, the Lord of the Dawn, showed great interest in this man who could gain power from mortals' belief and worship of the sun, and even directly transform himself into the sun.
After all, he has always longed to become a complete and powerful sun god like Amaunator, bringing infinite enthusiasm, light, order and hope to all mortals in the entire continent of Faerun.
To some extent, if we ignore the unrealistic idealism in his character and the disastrous consequences brought about by his impulsive behavior, he can definitely be regarded as a typical kind god in the traditional sense.
Moreover, the Lord of Dawn encourages believers to punish evil and promote good and to help others. Its pastors often organize various sports competitions to train the body, keep people positive and optimistic, and inject a strong vitality into the entire society.
It is precisely because of this that although Zuo Si did not like the style of this god and his church who wanted to interfere in everything, he only suppressed them every now and then and did not really expel or ban them.
Whether it is Athkatra, Baldur's Gate, or Calimport in the south, you can see priests, paladins, and believers of Lathander moving around.
Generally speaking, as long as these guys don't interfere with the operation of the political and judicial systems, the West Coast Empire officials will basically not pay any attention.
But if someone gets tired of living and dares to cross the line, or if someone sets up a town ruled by theocracy like Belgost did, don't blame the iron fist of tyranny for falling at any moment.
Zuo Si has always been highly alert, wary of the imperial bureaucracy and judicial system being infiltrated and even controlled by the Church of the Gods.
There is even a secret file on the beliefs, faction leanings, and family situation of every person holding an important position in the country.
If you are not in the lawful camp, you cannot cross the threshold and become a high-ranking bureaucrat.
However, having just finished a great battle, he was obviously not in the mood to care about what the Lord of Dawn would do to Davian. Instead, he went to the kingdom of Talona with the priesthood of death.
Of the three gods of death back then, except for the second generation god of death Melkor, the other two lived in the plane of destruction and despair.
Therefore, Talona and Lovita, who were subordinate gods of Baal, also settled in this plane.
Zuo Si planned to hand over the priesthood of death directly to Talona to fulfill his original promise, and by the way, satisfy this somewhat unsatisfied goddess a little.
However, what he didn't know was that just when he had left the continent of Faerun, the Mage Tower of Askatla was invaded for the first time since its construction.
After noticing Zuo Si's departure, the Ghost Prince, Brenas Tanshul, immediately led his men and followers to sneak into the sewers of the old city under the cover of night.
After discovering a secret door here, this group of guys immediately jumped into the crack of the shadow plane without hesitation and went directly into the interior of the Mage Tower without alarming any defenses.
Yes!
You read that right!
They successfully bypassed the alarms and magic traps set on the outermost layer of this powerful wizard tower.
Due to living in the shadow plane for a long time, there are basically no normal people among the upper echelons of the entire Ghost City.
No matter whether it was to prolong life or to better adapt to the dangerous and harsh environment of the shadow plane, everyone acquired half-shadow characteristics with the help of the Church of Shar, and some even obtained the special advanced profession of "Ghost Mentor".
Coupled with Telramant Tanshul's more than two thousand years of tireless research on the shadow plane, the spellcasters in the City of Ghosts can cast some extremely special spells, travel through the gap between the shadow plane and the material world, and then bypass obstacles and blockages to reach their destination directly.
It is precisely because of this technique, which is not well known to spellcasters in Faerun, that the Ghost Princes have successfully invaded the heavily guarded nests of so many high-level wizards and robbed one legacy after another from the era of Netheril.
It was obvious that Brenas Tanshul wanted to replicate his previous success on Zuo Si's mage tower.
After all, up to now, he has not found any mage tower that can withstand his invasion, not even the famous Sel Red Robe.
Therefore, the Ghost Prince was very confident that he could easily sneak into the treasury inside the Mage Tower and take away at least two or more artifacts.
But what he didn't know was that his and others' every move had been under close surveillance.
As soon as we entered the sewer, the consciousness of the Mage Tower issued a warning.
The mechanical life form that escaped from the Mechanical Realm - the Responsible One, was now idle and feeding food to Zuo Siyang's "little pets". He looked at these furry and very fragile animals with curious eyes, and even reached out to gently stroke the head of a colorful "big cat".
Due to Zuo Si's transformation, he has gained the same sense of touch as the Silver Golem Kahn, so he can feel temperature and softness.
"Ouch—"
The big cat raised its head and growled, rubbed against him twice affectionately, and then continued to eat with its head down.
Perhaps because they have been raised in the Mage Tower since childhood, these beasts, which were supposed to live in forests and mountains, have long lost their wildness.
Not to mention suddenly attacking and hurting people, he is even too lazy to get up and catch small animals when he sees them running around in front of him.
After all, hunting is very tiring, and if the prey resists too fiercely, it may easily cause injury. It is not as comfortable as lying on the ground and waiting to be fed.
What? You mean the dignity of the king of beasts? How much meat is that thing worth?
Wouldn't it be better to just lie down and wait for food to be delivered to your door like this?
Moreover, if you are sick, you can receive divine treatment, and if you are old and unable to move, you will not starve to death.
Perhaps in the eyes of some animal protectionists, captivity is a form of torture and abuse for these wild animals that should be able to run, hunt and release their nature freely in the wild.
But in fact, animals don't think so much, and they will not refuse to live in a favorable environment without external threats and fill their stomachs every day.
If someone wanted to release Zuo Si's little pets back to nature now, no matter whether it was a tiger, leopard, lion, fat brown bear, black bear, or those huge canines, they would roar without hesitation, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."
What a joke! Is it easy to find a long-term stable meal ticket?
He actually wanted to drive me back to the cruel wilderness to fend for myself.
Especially magical creatures such as winter wolves and wargs, whose intelligence is almost the same as that of humans, have long regarded this place as their own nest.
So when the alarm sounded, the winter wolves and wargs almost immediately stopped eating and stood up, with terrifying murderous light flashing in their eyes.
The leading female winter wolf opened her mouth and asked in the common language: "What's going on? What happened? Is there anyone who dares to invade the master's wizard tower?"
"You guys continue to eat. I'm going to deal with those invaders. This is my duty."
As he spoke, the person in charge stood up with a dazzling white light flashing from his eyes, and he took a step with heavy footsteps.
You have to know that since he joined the Mage Tower, he has been doing boring repetitive patrols every day. His only pleasure is to feed these animals and watch them eat voraciously.
If it were in the past, this constructed life form from the mechanical realm would definitely not have any complaints, and would still faithfully perform his duties even if it took hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years.
Because the life in the mechanical realm was designed in this way, representing the absolute order that transcends everything.
In the mechanical realm, there is no promotion mechanism like in Baator and Mount Heaven. The position of all creations is determined from the day they leave the factory.
Unless the superior is killed in battle or in an accident, the subordinate will have no chance of promotion at all.
Moreover, this kind of promotion is not based on performance and achievements like in the Devil's way, nor is it based on how many deeds you have done to punish evil and promote good, or how many people you have saved like in Heaven Hill. It is simply based on the order of leaving the factory.
From the perspective of ordinary mortals, the mechanical realm is by no means a paradise, but a rigid, boring, lifeless and hopeless plane.
There, everything must be done according to the set rules. There is no need for any thoughts or self-awareness, let alone invention or creation. Everything is already included in the ubiquitous order.
However, now, the Entruster has obviously been affected by the power of the dark void and has begun to deviate from the absolute order, gradually developing emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as well as self-awareness.
He wanted to realize and prove his own value through work, and wanted to communicate with all kinds of life in the Mage Tower.
With this thought in mind, this extremely hard construct made entirely of refined gold appeared in the passage it was responsible for defending.
In just a few seconds, an entrance connecting to the shadow plane opened out of nowhere.
Soon after, a mage and five warriors came out from inside.
When they saw a person about the same height as an ordinary human, holding a magic sword in each hand, standing in front of them, everyone's face changed.
Especially the mages who had received elite education in Netheril felt a strong threat almost immediately.
The reason is simple! Constructs like the Golem are usually made as large as possible when there are enough materials.
Because quality is power.
The power of a 200-kilogram iron fist and a 2-ton iron fist is naturally incomparable.
Although it seems equally inevitable to ordinary people, the former can at best only break a few bones while the body can still be preserved intact, but the latter can smash the body into meat patties or even meat sauce.
Therefore, the design concept of golems in the continent of Faerun generally advocates the idea that big is beautiful and heavy is good, and there are no taboos in appearance.
In the works of some careless mages, one can even see that the two arms or legs are of different thicknesses.
The mages of Shade City, the remnants of Netheril, would certainly not take constructs like this seriously.
But the Responsible One is different. His appearance is almost the same as that of a human being. No matter the armor on his body or the expression on his face, he looks very delicate.
Especially the two refined gold magic swords in his hands, flashing dazzling light under the magic vision.
This means that this construct is not an ordinary one, but a more advanced model.
Otherwise, with the soul and intelligence level of elemental life, it would be impossible to control two swords at the same time to fight.
"Be careful! This golem is a little weird!"
The leading mage quickly spoke out to remind the soldiers in the team.
But unfortunately, his reminder was a little too late.
After confirming that the guys in front of him were enemies, the person in charge rushed forward without saying a word.
Seeing this, the warrior holding the enchanted shield drank a bottle of potion that could greatly increase the strength attribute without saying a word and took the lead.
As the elite of Ghost City, they are not ordinary adventurers on the road of Faerun who lack magical equipment and consumables. Their weapons, armor and helmets have reached the enchantment level of +2, and there are special slots for storing potions on their belts.
Generally, elite teams with an average level of around LV7 cannot even survive a single round against these well-trained and battle-hardened enemies.
There's nothing I can do about it, it's because he lives longer.
Although these soldiers generally appear to be between 30 and 40 years old, their actual age may have to have more than one zero added to the end.
The reason why he has not aged is entirely because he has been equipped with a shadow template, and his lifespan is more than ten times that of a normal person.
Even a pig, with a lifespan of hundreds or even thousands of years, can almost become a spirit.
Not to mention these elite soldiers from the Ghost City.
They reacted quickly, forming a formation with two shields as the core, which was specifically designed to withstand the impact of large constructs or creatures.
The wizard hid at the back, waving his hands and began to chant spells.
The next second...
His palms began to glow, and a spherical protective force field shot out from his fingertips.
Anyone who has a little knowledge of arcane magic can immediately recognize that this is the famous [Elastic Orb] in the fourth-ring transmutation magic.
Its greatest feature is that it can use force fields to completely isolate the target from the outside world, which can not only provide protection, but also trap the opponent and make it unable to move.
Obviously, the purpose of this mage casting [Elastic Sphere] is to trap the strange golem in front of him, and then buy himself more time to detect weaknesses and think about tactics.
But just when the force field sphere was about to complete the encirclement, the person in charge activated his spell-like ability twice a day - [Spell-Breaking Steel Soul].
In a flash, the force field ball was transferred from his body to the body of the Ghost City Mage.
The latter was stunned on the spot, totally unable to believe that a golem could have the ability to rebound spells.
Moreover, this rebound directly disrupted his thinking and deployment, and he hurriedly took out the scroll to activate the emergency backup plan.
But before the scroll could be activated, the one responsible had already rushed forward and swung a sword directly at one of the shield-holding warriors.
moment!
Everyone only saw a flash of cold light, and then the soldier's head separated from his body, and was lifted up by the huge blood pressure in his carotid artery and rolled to the ground.
Decapitation attack?! The other four warriors' faces changed drastically.
You have to know that they have only gained shadow physique and have not really become undead creatures.
If you are beheaded, you will definitely die.
The most important thing is that this blow went straight over the shield, and even the neck guard of the armor could not provide any defensive effect, as if the sword had directly passed through all physical obstacles.
However, the one who was in charge obviously did not give the enemy time to think about the problem, and instantly activated the instant spell-like ability [Suggestion].
The mage trapped in the [Elastic Orb] was instantly hit. He stopped casting the spell and stood there in a daze.
Immediately afterwards, a dark light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the person in charge, and the other shield-bearing warrior immediately felt weak all over his body and couldn't even hold the shield in his hand.
Before he could react to what was happening, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. It turned out that the one who had ordered him to do so had pierced his armor with another sword and stabbed it into his heart.
In the last moments before losing consciousness, the warrior finally realized that he was cursed by some powerful magical force.
The person who released the curse was none other than the weird and creepy construct golem in front of him.
He opened his mouth to warn his companions, but in the end he was cut in half by the refined golden sword before he could utter a single word.
Without the protection of their shields, the remaining three warriors had no power to resist the person in charge and were easily torn to pieces by the sharp sword.
Armor with enchantment level +2 cannot withstand the hardness of the fine gold sword at all, and will often be pierced through in one go.
In addition, the weapons in the hands of these Ghost City warriors could only leave a mark on the bodies of the responsible persons, so they were slaughtered in just a few seconds.
The mage who was hinted was also beheaded after the duration of [Bouncy Sphere] ended.
At this point, the entire Ghost City team died in this corridor on the underground floor.
Looking at the blood and body parts all over the ground, the person in charge slowly uttered a few words.
"The intruders... have been cleared. We will go to other areas to provide support next."
After saying that, he sent an order for the demon bats to come and clean up, and then he walked up to the upper level with heavy steps.
In fact, battles like this that ended quickly and with overwhelming force were happening in many places throughout the Mage Tower.
Brennus Tanshul obviously hoped to disrupt the defenses inside through this full-scale invasion so that he could go to the treasury and steal the most valuable artifacts and magical items.
If he could bring back a set of fifty-chapter Netheril scrolls, he would instantly become a hero of Shade City and the most outstanding and capable son in his father's eyes.
But as the saying goes, ideals are full of hope, but reality is very skinny.
Because when this ghost prince jumped out of the shadow plane, he found that the strongest guard force led by Aidalon had already set up a net and waited for a long time.
Whether it was this ancient silver dragon that had lived for 10,000 years, or the murderous son of God Sarevok, or the natural goddess Nimidona, or the Saren spirit Agatha holding the shadow energy core, or the leader of the Flinn Demonic Sunflower Varis...
There is no one he can afford to offend.
After just one encounter, Brenas Tanshul was sweating profusely, and his keen sixth sense was sending out alarms.
The worst thing is that the moment I jumped in from the shadow plane, the space was completely blocked by an invisible force.
All summoning and teleportation spells are completely ineffective.
What should we do now? Not only was the ghost prince dumbfounded, but his adjutants and confidants also showed desperate eyes.
They couldn't believe it even in their dreams that there were so many monsters with terrifying power hidden in the Mage Tower in the material world.
Except for the warrior Sharevok, even the weakest one has an arcane spellcasting level of over LV30, and he is a dual practitioner of magic and warlock. The rest have generally reached LV40.
Not to mention the Seraphim who possess power equivalent to that of gods.
At this moment, Brennus Tanshuar was no longer thinking about how many artifacts of Netheril he could steal, but rather how to save his own life, or die with a little more dignity.
"Are you going to surrender right away, or are you going to struggle a little and give us some fun?"
Aidalong glanced at these fools who were not aware of their own mortality and said sarcastically in a slightly joking tone.
She really couldn't understand where this guy in front of her, whose spellcasting level was about LV26, got the courage to take the initiative to provoke Zuo Si.
He was the great devil from the ninth layer of Baator Hell, the most favored elect of three generations of magic goddesses. Just a projection of him could produce an oppressive feeling that could not be described in words.
"What's the difference?"
Brenas Tanshul asked back with a wry smile.
Aida Long responded meaningfully: “There is indeed no difference in the results.
But if you surrender voluntarily, I can consider arranging a slightly more comfortable cell for you.
Because the master said that he would keep your life useful."
"So you're all Soth's men? Serving him?"
Brenas Tanshul opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief.
In his opinion, it is incredible that so many powerful people who can dominate a region all obey one person.
After all, the many princes of Ghost City, even those with the closest blood relationship, would split into factions and fight endlessly with each other.
What's worse, he has already begun planning how to replace his father and become the new Lord of Ghost City.
Don't these powerful spellcasters have their own wishes and ambitions? Don't they need to conduct esoteric magical research and experiments?
Don't you need to explore the mysteries of the outer planes and the universe?
Why are they all huddled in this small mage tower...
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Brenas Tanshul would never have believed that Zuo Si had quietly gathered so many powerful people to work for him.
Similarly, he began to doubt whether it was a wrong decision for the City of Ghosts to return from the Shadow Plane.
Judging from the reaction of the Church of Shar, the Goddess of Night clearly intends to use the City of Ghosts to achieve some ulterior motive.
If this leads to a conflict or even a war with the West Coast Empire, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Brenas Tanshuer was not sure whether the contents of the box that his eldest brother gave to his father could really pose a threat to Zuo Si.
If not, Ghost City will probably face unprecedented disaster and destruction.
“That’s right.
Lord Soth is our master, and we will obey every order he gives unconditionally.
And don't even think you can send the information you know back through magic communication.
Because the current Mage Tower has completely cut off all contact with the outside world, even communications within the tower will be 100% intercepted."
Aidalon bluntly shattered the last glimmer of hope of the Ghost Prince.
After fighting against the insidious and cunning dark elves for ten thousand years, how could she not see what tricks the other side was doing in secret?
Especially the deputy, who had already released several communication magics through the super magic technique spell.
"Well, it seems that I have no choice but to surrender."
After realizing that no matter what he did, it was meaningless, Brenas Tanshuer raised his hands decisively and admitted defeat.
For smart people, there is no need to fight a battle like this where the odds are 100 to 100, as it will only cause them to suffer more pain.
Seeing that the Ghost Prince surrendered, the others dropped their weapons, took off their armor, took out all kinds of magic items, scrolls and potions and threw them on the ground.
After a while, they completely disarmed and waited for their fate.
Just as Aidalon was waving his hand and was about to order his men to escort them all to the cell specially for holding spellcasters, he suddenly saw Zuo Si's second apprentice, the elf girl Guilaser Liaton, slowly walking towards the stairs with a head emitting a pungent smell of blood, and then casually threw it to the ground.
moment!
The pupils of the Ghost City people, including Brenas Tanshul, suddenly dilated, as if they could not believe what they saw.
Because the owner of this head is the third person in the entire team, a very powerful mage and warrior.
But now, his head was cut off by an elf girl who looked underage.
Eye-catching blood dripped onto the ground along the Moon Blade.
"How long did it take you to kill this guy?" Sharevok asked with interest.
"Five minutes! It only took me five minutes to finish him off."
Guilaser Liaton quickly gave an exact number.
When Sarevok heard the answer, he immediately laughed happily: "Hahahaha! Good! That's great! You really didn't let me down and passed the actual combat test effortlessly. Now I declare that you are now qualified to become a master in close combat."
"You mean... I can leave the tower and go to the outside world now?"
There was a strange look in the elf girl's eyes.
"Yes. You can now go out into the world and kill whoever you want."
After saying that, Sarovok raised his hand and touched Gulaser's young face which was stained with blood.
The latter raised his mouth for the first time, revealing a chilling, bloodthirsty smile.
…
On the other side, far away in the outer plane, in the kingdom of Talona.
This goddess, who had just obtained the priesthood of death and completed the promotion from medium to great power, was slowly peeling the entire country away from the wasteland of destruction and despair.
Because with the final formation of the theory of natural cycles, she has completely become a god of absolute neutrality.
Therefore, the plane filled with desolation, destruction and despair is no longer suitable for living. Either move to a neutral plane or create one yourself.
Given Talona's personality, she would definitely choose the latter.
This is undoubtedly a huge project that will take at least several months or even years to complete.
The scenery in the country is also beginning to become closer to its original natural state, presenting a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.
The most important thing is that Talona herself has shed her previous evil, jealous, and vindictive appearance, and now she is completely calm, beautiful, and elegant.
If you don't know, you might think it's the forest goddess Mielikki.
"What do you think of my current image?" Talona asked with a smile.
Zuo Si answered very straightforwardly: "It's beautiful. Especially the black and white color scheme that symbolizes the cycle of life and death, which makes you full of inexplicable mystery and attraction."
"Haha, you're still as talkative as before. How should I reward you?"
As she spoke, Talona stepped closer, bent down, and looked into the eyes of her constituents aggressively.
"I want an extra death domain for a cleric, that's all."
Zuo Si made the request very frankly.
Because this was a plan he had made a long time ago, and now it was finally time to reap the rewards.
"Is it just a death field?"
Talona once again closed the distance between them, almost to the point where their faces were touching and they could feel each other's breath, smell, heartbeat and temperature.
"What else?"
Zuo Si spread his hands.
"I think I can give you more. Come on, close your eyes and leave the rest to me."
As she spoke, Talona first kissed Zuo Si's forehead, then his nose and lips, and then she pressed her whole body against him.
moment!
An astonishing force surged into the latter's body, and in just a few seconds he felt that his basic attributes had once again been greatly improved.
Not only did he gain the Death Domain, but his priest level was also raised from LV15 to LV25, a full ten levels higher.
But at this moment, Zuo Si had no time to check his own condition, but quickly entered a state of waiting for an opportunity under the control of the goddess.
After about seven or eight minutes, some strange sounds were heard in the huge temple, and the whole country was bathed in an atmosphere of excitement, excitement and enjoyment.
No one knows what really happened inside.
Because all the petitioners had been driven out before this.
No one dared to approach easily before being summoned by Talona.
Only a few of the goddess' trusted priests vaguely guessed the truth, but they did not dare to tell anyone else.
When the goddess appeared again a few days later, radiant and radiant, one could clearly see great satisfaction between her brows.
As for Zuo Si, he had already left the country quietly and found a place where no one would disturb him to check his harvest.
[Name: Zuo Si (Sos)]
[Race: Human/Devil]
[Strength: 80]
[Agility: 65]
【Constitution: 75】
[Perception: 65]
[Intelligence: 72]
【Charm: 69】
[Planeswalker——LV31]
[Creator (Mimicry effect, formed by the fusion of the Creator and the Artificer)——LV28]
[Mage/Mystic (Mimicry Effect)——LV6/LV10]
[Wizard (Dumbledore family bloodline)——LV20]
[Archmage (Reward for reading Netheril scrolls)——LV5]
[Rainbow Apprentice (Reward for reading the Netheril Scroll)——LV7]
[Arcane Lord (reward for reading Netheril scroll)——LV15]
[Priest (Voter Reward)——LV25]
[Warlock (Dragon Form, Archdemon and Abyss Fragment Reward)——LV45]
Special ability——[Goddess's favor]
You have just won the affection of a powerful goddess, and can therefore draw upon her strength and even divine powers to a certain extent, acting like a standard combat avatar.
"Give me the authority to borrow divine power and supernatural power at will?"
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise while wiping the lip marks from his face, neck and chest.
He obviously did not expect that Talona would be so generous after being satisfied, and even made him feel relieved that he had sacrificed his beauty and was not taken advantage of for free.
The overall improvement of attributes and priest level were obviously the result of absorbing the essence of certain goddesses during the intimate interaction.
Including the LV10 mystic, the current priest level has reached LV35.
The mage level has also reached an astonishing LV43.
As for the [Creator], it is the ultimate profession that Zuo Si created by integrating the advantages and specialties of the Creator and the Artificer, and adding the life magic learned from the vampire planeswalker Sorin Markov.
As the name suggests, this is a way to truly create various kinds of life and races like a creator, and even build a civilization from scratch on a barren planet.
As for whether it is a silicon-based or carbon-based creature, a flesh and blood body or a mechanical body, it all depends on your mood.
With the ability of the Creator, he can boldly dismantle the Silver Golem Karn and find all the ancient artifacts that Urza had hidden inside his body one by one.
After browsing his current attribute panel from beginning to end, Zuo Si immediately imitated the long-awaited profession of [True Necromancer], and invested a lot of energy to upgrade it to LV14 in one go.
Thus, his priest spellcasting level increased by another twelve, to LV47;
The mage level also increased by twelve, reaching an astonishing LV55.
Because the advanced profession of [True Necromancer] does not increase both the arcane and divine spellcasting levels at levels 1, 2, 7, and 8, but can only increase one of them.
Therefore, after four levels, the levels of mages and priests can only be increased by two points each.
Looking at the updated character panel, Zuo Si, who had been suffering from mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, finally felt relieved.
To be precise, the Sinnoh dual cultivation route that I had set for myself was finally completed at this point.
Although this improvement in professional level is actually nothing nowadays, whether it is for a planeswalker or a hell lord.
It is incomparable to the privileges that the goddess obtains after several days of passion.
But that kind of spiritual and psychological satisfaction made Zuo Si feel inexplicably relieved, as if the heavy burden that had been pressing on his shoulders had been completely lifted.
He did not return to Faerun immediately, but went to the famous "Scorching Hell", intending to make a deal with the capricious Yug'groths.
Just when he had just completed the inter-dimensional teleportation, Shemisaka, the underworld queen of Sigil City at the center of the universe, was furious in her mansion.
"Assholes! How on earth did you lose this batch of priceless goods? Do you know how much these goods are worth? Even if I sell you, it won't be worth even one thousandth of my loss!
Now give me a reason not to kill you! Otherwise I will throw you into the pot one by one to make soup and feed the slaves tonight!"
"Great...Great Queen!
Merciful Queen! Generous Queen! This is really not our fault! It is really because those bandits were too insidious and cunning, secretly ambushing us on the road we had to pass.
Their number is thirty times ours, and they are all very powerful guys.
After just one encounter, more than half of our guards were killed or injured, and we were unable to guarantee the safety of the goods.
I swear, if I hadn't come back to tell you the news, I would have chosen to die in battle rather than be a cowardly deserter."
A fully-armed tiefling knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, his eyes filled with despair and fear.
If someone said to throw him into the pot to make soup and feed it to the slaves, it might just be a joke, or it might be a threat or intimidation.
But Shemisaka can definitely put it into action.
Because there are quite a few unlucky people like this every year, and their death can be said to be extremely tragic.
"Who did it? Who dares to rob my goods?"
Shemisaka grabbed Tifulin by the collar and questioned him harshly.
Due to her extreme anger, she had no power to restrain her strength, and her sharp claws almost cut the latter's trachea, with blood quickly flowing out of the wound.
But Ti Fulin, whose life was in danger, had no time to care about this minor injury, and cried and replied at a very fast speed: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty.
It's not that I don't want to say it, but I really don't know anything.
Everything happened so fast that I couldn't see the situation clearly.
After killing our people, the other party immediately fled with the truck. The whole process took no more than seven or eight minutes.
I suggest you send out spies to inquire around the streets of Sigil.
There is absolutely no way that so much goods could disappear out of thin air.
If it was a faction in Sigil that did this, they would definitely reveal their true colors when they were selling the stolen goods."
"You useless idiot! How could I have been so blind to let you take charge of this vital caravan!"
Seeing that he could not get any useful information from him, Shemisaka pushed his men to the ground and kicked them hard.
Such a huge loss made her start to lose her mind, and she immediately issued an urgent mission to the spies lurking in the various factions to investigate where the lost goods were hidden.
If the goods cannot be recovered, the high-level yugoloth will not only lose a large sum of money, but will also be seen as a sign of weakness by other competitors.
At that time, not to mention continuing to sell information, you might even lose your life.
Of course, in line with the principle of not putting all your eggs in one basket, she contacted the devil again, hoping to buy some more drugs to save the day, or at least to ensure that the market share would not drop too much.
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