"Plunderer Shemisaka...you really are a perfect tool."
Zuo Si sighed slightly, and immediately summoned the creature card he had just made.
Because apart from its unique identity, this high-level Yugoloth is extremely weak in terms of strength, even weaker than some of its more powerful Tiefling followers who were killed.
The actual level is only LV12, and it is a biological level rather than a professional level. The highest level spells mastered are limited to the sixth ring.
The only relatively powerful one is the spell-like ability, probably the Nine-ring [Gate to Another World] that can be cast once a day.
Among the various cards of Planeswalker summoned creatures, this level can only be barely classified as third-rate, and is the kind of cannon fodder that has not been used for a long time.
But Zuo Si knew that Shemisaka's real value had never been in battle, but in the huge intelligence network he had established in Sigil and his ruthless infiltration of the fifteen factions in Sigil.
With this chess piece, Zuo Si will soon be able to learn a lot of information about other planes of the universe, and then look for some suitable planes or even crystal walls as logistical bases to provide resources, or imitate the old dragon Nicol Bolas to directly drain energy to strengthen himself.
You must know that in the current universe, the material plane will be continuously generated under the catalysis of the inner plane, and theoretically the number is infinite.
Unless one day the energy and matter of all the inner planes begin to show signs of depletion, this process will never stop.
In addition, since the inner planes continuously release their own energy and matter, all resources in this universe are renewable, including minerals that are considered non-renewable resources on Earth.
This is why there are often mineral veins that have been mined out in the continent of Faerun. After a dozen years, dozens or hundreds of years, people come back to find that they can be mined again.
Some may even change from iron ore to copper ore, or metal ore to gemstone ore...
It is precisely the influence of the continuous release of energy and matter from the earth element plane.
Therefore, don't be too surprised to hear that a certain family has occupied a mine for hundreds of years and is still able to make continuous profits from it in Furen.
Because all mineral veins are growing slowly.
Unless it is industrialized or magically large-scale destructive mining, it is extremely difficult to completely empty a mine with manpower alone.
In fact, Zuo Si had already made more than one high-level land card in all the inner planes, so he was well aware of the terrifying power possessed by the inner planes.
Take the plane of fire element for example. The sun he had created by exhausting a large sea of liquid flame might not even amount to a hair lost for that plane.
Even if you create a thousand or ten thousand suns, it might only be equivalent to shedding a larger piece of dead skin.
However, it is too dangerous to draw power directly from the inner planes. God knows what ancient and mysterious things it will lead to, so it is better to turn our attention to the material world.
What's more, as the lord of hell, Zuo Si can also massively increase the population base by leaps and bounds in improving productivity, and then pull the souls of mortals into hell after death and transform them into energy.
At the same time, the abyss fragments can absorb people's negative emotions and continue to expand, becoming another trump card for unexpected victory at a critical moment.
Obviously, he has completed the initial accumulation stage and started to grow rapidly like a snowball.
It would only take a little time to gain enough strength to compete with the old dragon.
"Master, your servants are waiting for your orders."
Shemisaka placed one hand on her chest and bowed gracefully, showing her elegant and graceful side.
Like all yugoloths, she is a typical creature with many faces.
He can be as polite, elegant and calm as he is now, but he can also suddenly turn cold, cruel and bloodthirsty in the next second.
"Tell me, why did you choose the Chaos Sea as the meeting place?"
As Zuo Si asked, he reached out and gently stroked the other person's furry chin, which looked like a fox.
Compared to most lower-plane creatures, especially the yugoloths with their strange, abstract looks and forms, Shemishaka is simply too "normal".
Except for her beautiful fox-like head and animal-like claws, she generally looks like a human woman with a plump and attractive figure.
Especially that strapless long dress, which completely exposes a large area of white and smooth skin above the chest and arms to the air, which definitely conforms to the aesthetic taste of most people.
The hair around its head and paws is golden yellow, and two symmetrical white stripes can be seen.
From the perspective of animals, it is also very beautiful.
The most important thing is that when the two are combined together, not only is there no weirdness or inharmoniousness, but there is a dreamy feeling of walking from the two-dimensional world into the three-dimensional world.
Shemisaka obviously enjoyed this intimate interaction with her owner, squinting her eyes and showing an expression of enjoyment.
Just as she was about to say something, Glamir suddenly ran over from a distance and sounded the alarm in a very urgent tone: "My Lord, I think we should leave immediately. The Slaads that were wandering around the edge are approaching us at a very fast speed and are about to surround us."
"Slaadi?"
Zuo Si was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked into the depths of the ever-changing Chaos Sea. Sure enough, he saw a large number of colorful Slaads gathering.
Among them are the most common blue and red colors used as cannon fodder, as well as the less common green and black.
Although as purely chaotic creatures, they have no obvious hierarchy, but can be ranked according to strength: tadpoles are generally weaker than red toads, weaker than blue toads, weaker than green toads, and weaker than black toads.
The strength of the Dead Toad is at the top of the entire clan.
Of course, this ranking is not absolute.
In addition, there is no clear concept of rule within the Slaad.
Weaker slaadi will only obey orders from stronger slaadi if their lives are threatened.
And this obedience will quickly disappear with the latter's departure.
This means that Slaadi cannot establish territories and armies like equally chaotic demons, and have no concepts like loyalty and betrayal.
After all, the chaotic nature of all slaadi means that they are constantly mutating.
For example, some red-skinned Slaads are not true red toads, but their skin color has changed for some unknown reason.
If you only rely on color to identify, you will definitely suffer a great loss in a fight.
For example, some slaads look so similar to berserkers that they can be mistaken for them by the unwary.
As for "small conditions" such as having one or two extra arms, growing horns, being covered with hard scales like fish, and being able to spit out some kind of breath from the mouth, there are countless of them.
According to the experience summarized by some mages and scholars who specialize in studying the Chaos Sea through long-term observation, there are more than seven million types of mutations discovered in the Slaad race.
It is even difficult to find two Slaads that are similar in appearance, let alone two that are exactly the same.
Their talents and spell-like abilities are so complex that they cover everything you know and don't know, from arcane magic, divine magic, psionic power, truth words, soul energy, etc.
It is said that many of the magics currently prevalent in various planes of the universe originally came from a mortal or god who first observed a slaadi using it, and then deconstructed the spell model and copied it.
What is the ultimate chaos? This is it!
As Urgashek, the Will of the Abyss, emphasizes, chaos represents vitality and creativity and is the most indispensable part of the universe.
No one can truly eliminate chaos.
Because once the chaos disappears, it means that everything will quickly slide towards the end and destruction.
Of course, these are not the issues that Zuo Si cares about.
Now he just wanted to know what these guys wanted to do by suddenly surrounding him? Was it simply because of the hostility of the Chaos Camp towards the Lawful Camp?
Or did he receive instructions from the divine lord behind him?
Or was it a backup plan left by Shemisaka? Thinking of this, Zuo Si cast his eyes on the Yugroth beside him.
The latter understood something instantly and quickly explained: "Master, this is where Sorel often appears.
She is an extremely powerful Death Slaadi, and also the closest thing to a lord in the entire tribe.
It is said that Igorle, the king of the plane of the Chaos Sea and the lord of entropy, is deliberately training her to be his deputy.
The anarchist Revolutionary Alliance in Sigil admires Sorel very much, and many of them even join her plan to destroy order and spread chaos in various material planes as much as possible.
The reason I chose to meet here is that I hope to use her power to protect myself."
"Sorrel..."
When Zuo Si heard the name, he instantly found relevant information in his mind.
Just as Shemisaka described, this Death Slaadi is a shining new star that has "recently" risen in the Sea of Chaos, and is also the one who has the greatest influence on mortals and is the most active one.
Her thoughts and ideas are very simple, that is, thorough anarchism, destroying order in the name of eliminating all exploitation and oppression, and spreading chaos to every corner of the universe.
This concept happened to perfectly fit with the Revolutionary Alliance among the fifteen factions in Sigil City, and naturally, in-depth cooperation was launched.
After all, although Sorel may not be very powerful, the Entropy Lord Igorle behind him is second only to the original and most powerful Slaad Lord - Sendam, and is firmly ranked second.
Many wizards and scholars classify slaad lords as wild gods, believing that they possess terrifying power that rivals that of true gods.
Igorle, in particular, has fully understood that death, decay, and disintegration are manifestations of entropy.
In addition, the creation of the "Spawning Stone", the purest essence from the depths of the Chaos Sea, allows the Slaad to reproduce and rapidly increase the number of their own population, and they also actively participate in bloody battles. Their true strength may be not much different from those powerful divine powers.
After all, another lord whose power was far inferior to his, Chust, had successfully invaded the Mechanical Realm, bringing unprecedented destruction and chaos, and finally escaped from the Singularity, the embodiment of the latter's plane's will.
And the singularity is undoubtedly equivalent to a powerful divine power in the mechanical realm.
Therefore, as the ruler of the Chaos Sea, Igorle should also have equal power.
What's more, this is the only Slaad lord who remains in the form of skeletons and death, making him look more like a god of chaos who symbolizes death, destruction and dissipation.
Just as Zuo Si was thinking about how to deal with the current situation, Glamir couldn't help but remind him again: "Lord, it will be too late if we don't leave now. The number of these slaads has exceeded tens of thousands, and there are many giant toads without intelligence and reason hiding in those energy storms."
"You guys should go back first. The goal has been achieved anyway, so there is no need to stay. But I want to see what these guys want to do."
After saying that, Zuo Si waved his hand gently to signal his men to retreat first.
After all, it is not easy to release inter-dimensional teleportation magic in this damn place like the Chaos Sea. It requires higher concentration and longer casting time to fight against the ubiquitous chaotic forces and ensure that there will be no accidents with the spell.
As for himself, he could escape at any time through the power of the Planeswalker Spark, so he was not panicked at all.
"Are you sure you want to stay alone?"
Glamir's eyes widened in disbelief.
Because this behavior of letting your subordinates go first while you cover the rear is not devilish at all.
The real big devil often lets his men rush forward to die first, while he sits back and commands.
When an unfavorable situation arises that requires retreat, he will be the first to run away and will never put himself in danger.
"Well, yes, I have decided."
Zuo Si gave a very straightforward affirmative answer and instructed: "When you return, select a group of mechanical succubi from Mecanthut's command, and recruit some mixed-blood tieflings, and then give them all to Shemisaka to take back to Sigil."
"I understand! I know what to do without you reminding me."
Glamir glanced at the Yugoloth beside him with interest, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly to reveal a meaningful smile.
After all, Sigil is a coveted place.
No matter whether it is God, devil, demon or angel, they all want to bring it under their control, or at least find ways to exert some influence.
Now with the local tyrant Shemishaka, it is simply a big gift package for the Ninth Level, which is in urgent need of expanding its sphere of influence.
As long as it is operated properly, huge benefits can be obtained from it.
Soon, after repeated attempts by the devils, they finally succeeded in opening an inter-dimensional portal to Baator.
Everyone present, including Shemisaka and Farrow, got in immediately.
Because they could already see the Slaad in the distance rushing towards them like a tide.
After the portal was completely closed, Zuo Si stretched his limbs a little, pursed his lips and smiled, muttering to himself: "Since you are so enthusiastic, I will play with you for a while. Anyway, in your confused brains, I guess you can't even understand what death is."
Before he finished speaking!
He simply pulled out the divine weapon hanging on his waist and instantly chopped the white Slaad that was in the front into two pieces.
The extremely sharp sword blade did not encounter even the slightest obstruction and easily cut through the hard ribs and spine.
Because everything happened so fast, the guy rushed out for a distance due to inertia, then fell to his knees with a thud, split in the middle and spurted out a large amount of blood and internal organs. There was an inexplicable sense of art in the way he died.
But unfortunately, Zuo Si had no time to appreciate his masterpiece.
Because as the first Slaad rushed forward, it was naturally followed by thousands of its kind.
Some of these guys tried to rush over and grab him, some wanted to inject their own "chaos bacteria" or eggs into him, and some had a pair of wings on their backs that allowed them to fly quickly...
In short, with the blessing of the Chaos Sea home field, they are like chicken blood, showing a kind of madness like the noisy sky tunnel plane.
After a while, Zuo Si's body was covered with Slaads of all sizes.
Although with his current strength and defense, this "little pendant" is at best a little annoying and does not have any substantial disruptive effect at all.
But the peculiar smell of the Slaad and the large and small pustules on its back were really uncomfortable, and it would occasionally open its mouth and lick it with its wet and sticky tongue.
Unable to bear it any longer, Zuo Si suddenly released a large amount of hellfire, instantly burning hundreds of enemies to death.
The next second...
His body expanded rapidly, and in an instant he transformed into a terrifying dragon. His five heads opened their mouths and spewed deadly breath at the Slaads that were rushing towards him from all around.
boom!!!!!!
Dazzling energy instantly gushed out from five bloody mouths full of fangs.
Although it did not incorporate any divine power, its might should not be underestimated. It was able to clean up a large area in an instant.
Some were burned alive by the hellfire spewed out by the red head, some were killed by the lightning spewed out by the blue head, and some were frozen into ice sculptures by the frost breath spewed out by the colorful head...
The worst thing is to be hit by the breath of the Power Dragon. The whole body will feel the extreme pain of being squeezed and torn apart alive before death.
After completing a round of breath, Zuo Si did not stop, but continued to take advantage of the wide attack range of the dragon form, and without saying a word, he launched a series of jumping, rolling, clawing, dragon wing flapping and tail sweeping moves.
You have to know that his tail sweep is not the tail sweep of an ordinary dragon that simply relies on strength to crush.
Anyone who is hit by the hook of the tail, even if he is lucky enough not to die, will be infected with toxins that weaken his physical condition.
A super chaotic sea toad that could not be described in words suddenly jumped out from the energy storm and opened its mouth to swallow it.
But unfortunately, this behemoth came up empty-handed.
Because Zuo Si directly used the secret contract signed with the Prince of Wind Element to gain the ability to control airflow, he performed an emergency hover and backwards flight in mid-air, and then used a mixed dragon breath to create a terrifying release of energy out of thin air.
Although the giant toad was as big as a mountain, it was torn into pieces by the magical energy in an instant and exploded from the inside with a loud bang.
Anyone bitten by the five ferocious heads will die instantly.
Obviously, after a long period of practice and adaptation, he can now fight like a real dragon, even using his mouth to bite.
After all, the dragon's taste system is different from that of other human creatures.
Especially for fresh blood and raw meat, not only do they not smell fishy, but they also taste very delicious.
Under his ferocious attack, tens of thousands of Slaads soon suffered heavy casualties, and there was no target that could pose a real threat to them.
And as casualties mounted, the chaotic nature of some Slaad began to take effect.
They either attacked and devoured each other, or turned around and ran away. The scene was extremely spectacular.
Just as Zuo Si was hesitating whether to continue chasing, an individual much larger than an ordinary Slaadi suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Not only does it have a skin as hard as rock, but it also has a large number of black bone spurs on its head, wrists, shoulders and back, and its two eyes have no pupils like cataracts.
A quasi-divine lord?
With the advantage of being a planeswalker's natural sensitivity to energy, Zuo Si instantly realized the huge difference between the other party and an ordinary Death Slaad.
However, the specific identity cannot be determined for the time being.
After all, so far, there are only four Slaad Lords who have been observed, recorded, and confirmed to be alive.
They are Sendam, the first, the most powerful and the craziest, Igorle, the king of the plane of the Chaos Sea and the lord of entropy, Chust who once entered the mechanical realm and fought against the singularity and almost lost his life, and Reinbu, the young lord of color who was the latest to succeed.
Others, like Wolter, who was shot to Mount Heaven for offending Igorle, and the Fire Lord Bazim-Gorig, who was imprisoned in the continent of Faerun, were temporarily classified as missing or dead because they had not appeared for too long.
As to whether there are other Slaad Lords in the Chaos Sea, it is unknown.
You have to know that the Chaos Sea, as an outer plane, is infinitely large, and what's even more terrible is that it is constantly changing.
There are no directions or reference points here to help people identify the direction. Everything has to be done by feel.
"Devil, you've come to a place you shouldn't be. You're not welcome here!"
The Death Slaadi, who was suspected to be the lord, opened his mouth and made a hostile declaration.
"You are... Sorel?"
Zuo Si asked tentatively in an uncertain tone.
"That's right! The lawful aura from Baator Hell on you makes me sick."
Sorel obviously had no intention of concealing his identity, and expressed his inner emotions very directly.
However, Zuo Si did not overreact to this verbal provocation. Instead, he asked with interest: "So you are here to expel me? Is this your own intention?
Or was it an order from Igorle, the Lord of Entropy?
Are you really willing to submit to Igor? Or is this just a temporary measure, and once you become the lord, you will be able to break free from control and be independent?"
There is no doubt that Zuo Si is full of curiosity and interest in researching the Chaos Sea and the Slaad Lord.
Because he found that these lords had many similarities with gods.
Any slaadi who wishes to become a lord must understand and master an abstract concept recognized by the Chaos Sea.
This person, who is stuck in the middle position, is vigorously promoting anarchism, hoping to use it to realize his own ambitions.
Sorel obviously did not expect that after he expressed his attitude, the big devil in front of him not only did not show any intention of leaving, but instead, his eyes burst with creepy excitement and fanaticism.
What's going on? Although the chaotic nature of the Slaad made him have no logical thinking, he still instinctively felt that something was wrong.
As for the questions Zuo Si had asked just now, this guy didn't remember any of them, and had no intention of answering them. He just stared at him up and down with his cataract-like eyes.
The next second...
Without warning, Sorel raised his weapon and attacked.
boom!!!!!!
Accompanied by a deafening roar, a terrible shock wave quickly spread out from the two people as the center.
Some Slaads who didn't have time to escape were immediately torn into pieces by the invisible force, without even having time to scream.
Fortunately, Zuo Si was well aware of the unpredictable behavior of these chaotic creatures, so he had been secretly on high alert and used his dragon wings to block the attack in time.
Apart from severe fractures and bleeding at the points of force, the body did not suffer any damage at all.
"Since you don't want to leave by yourself! Then leave your body in the Chaos Sea! Devil!"
Sorel roared and chased after him like a lunatic, and the weapons in his hands had no moves or methods at all, and were completely random.
This attack that could not be predicted at all undoubtedly caused Zuo Si a lot of trouble.
Because he found that when the opponent faced his fatal attack, he would not subconsciously block or dodge like a normal person, but would directly exchange injury for injury, life for life.
And you never know where and how the next attack will come from.
It's not like Zuo Si hasn't fought with equally chaotic demons before, but it was only then that he realized that the demon's level of chaos was more than an order of magnitude lower than that of a Slaad.
The former at least fears death, and although there may be occasional surprises during battle, they generally remain in a normal state.
What’s even more speechless is that the Slaad Lord’s seemingly inconspicuous skin has unimaginable defensive power.
A +5 enchantment artifact can only make a small cut at best, and any damage done by it will be blocked by tougher muscles and endothelium, and will recover after a few seconds.
When he transformed from a giant dragon to a big devil, he changed several weapons, but there was not much difference in the effects.
Perhaps only weapons infused with the attribute of order can truly break through defense and cause huge damage.
You have to know that Sorel is not a real lord yet, he has only one foot halfway into the threshold of becoming a lord.
There is no doubt that the power wielded by the Slaad Lord is far greater than that of most gods.
The two most powerful ones are definitely comparable to the powerful divine powers, and are not like those useless demon lords in the Abyss.
Of course, this does not include Orcus, the Lord of the Undead who has mastered the complete mantra of doomsday.
After figuring this out, Zuo Si naturally had no need to continue fighting, and he directly activated the Planeswalker's Spark, which disappeared from in front of Sorel.
Just a second later, he returned to the Mage Tower in Athkatra, stood at the door of the teleportation room, stroked his chin and muttered softly: "Well, now I finally understand why no one is willing to provoke the Slaad Lord of the Chaos Sea except the Singularity of the Mechanical Realm.
On the one hand, these guys are incredibly powerful in the Chaos Sea, and they are almost impossible to kill; on the other hand, they have no subordinate relationship with each other, and it is difficult for them to form a large army like the Abyss Demons to threaten the entire universe.
The biggest fuss he made was a rash invasion of the Mechanical Realm and Heaven Mountain, and then he was severely beaten up.
Therefore, no matter the evil and lawful Baator Hell or the good and lawful Seventh Heaven Mountain, they will not pay too much attention to this kind of guy who is difficult to deal with, has no benefits to gain, and is not a big threat..."
However, if there is a chance in the future, Zuo Si will definitely choose to go to the Chaos Sea again to carefully study the Slaad race and their god-like lord.
But now, he has many more important things to deal with.
A few minutes later, in the upper room exclusively for the tower master, the ancient silver dragon of purgatory, Aidalon, gave a detailed report on what had happened recently.
In particular, the description focuses on how the ghost prince Brennus Tanshul led his men to raid the Mage Tower, but they were frightened and sweating profusely after just one encounter. The tone of the description is full of mockery and ridicule.
Since she began to lean towards the evil camp, she seemed to enjoy watching others make fools of themselves.
"You mean that the people of the City of Ghosts mastered a magical technique to move and jump between the material world and the shadow plane, and entered the Mage Tower without setting off any alarms?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.
Because this is not just any ordinary technique, but it can be used to launch sneak attacks and assassinations unexpectedly.
If it were any other wizard tower, the people inside would probably be slaughtered by the Ghost City before they could even react to what was happening.
Aidalong nodded without hesitation: "Yes. According to the memory we extracted from a certain wizard's brain, we can deduce that this should be some kind of exclusive magic of the Shadow Magic Net, and it is not worth promoting. After all, if you want to use the Shadow Magic Net, you must believe in its true master."
"What about other aspects? For example, the purpose of the return of the City of Ghosts, and their plan to revive Netheril?"
Zuo Si continued to ask thoughtfully.
In this world filled with supernatural forces, it is obviously impossible for a captive to keep a secret.
Because magic has ten thousand ways to get the information you want, and you don’t even need the person’s consent or cooperation.
“There are no special plans at the moment.
The Ghost Princes' recent activities are merely collecting knowledge, technology, and artifacts from the Netheril period.
But I found something very interesting from Brenas Tanshull's memory.
That is what the eldest son, Revalan Tanshu, gave to his father, the supreme lord of the city, Telamante, on the eve of the return of the City of Ghosts to the material world.
It is said that this thing is a secret weapon given to the City of Ghosts by a certain goddess specifically to use against you."
Aidalon blurted out all the information he had obtained from interrogating the prisoners.
"Oh? No wonder the Ghost City is so confident, it turns out they have a trump card."
Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed a contemptuous smile.
Because he didn't think that the weapon that Shar gave to Telramant could really pose any threat to him.
The reason is simple! The gods of Faerun were late in understanding Zuo Si's power enhancement.
When the Goddess of Night played that trump card, he had not yet taken the action to kill Baal, the God of Murder, and make him into an immortal evil god.
"Aren't you going to meet Brenas Tanshul?" Aidalon asked casually.
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No hurry, let's leave him alone for a while.
Anyway, we have obtained enough information and intelligence from his mind.
In comparison, I am more concerned about what is happening with Sel.
Hasn't Sazastan started to purge its dissidents yet?"
"According to the information sent back by the Entangled Talisman, Sazastan has already begun planning the assassination. If nothing unexpected happens, the chiefs will die one after another in about two or three months."
As he spoke, Aidalon took out the messages that Ragon had passed back one by one and placed them on the table.
Ever since she came back from hatching the dragon eggs, she has directly taken over the daily affairs of the Mage Tower, and has done it quite well.
Zuo Si picked them up and read them one by one, and immediately couldn't help but sighed with a smile: "As expected of Sazastan, they are really dark and cruel when they act.
If he plays the way he does, at least two-thirds of the red-robed wizards will die.
But it doesn't matter, since the dead people are not mine.
The more fierce the civil war among the Red Wizards, the more benefits the Empire can gain from it.
Tell Ragon and the other members of the Tangled Symbol to let go and do whatever they want. I want to see all of Cyre covered in blood."
"As you wish."
Aidalon nodded slightly, then turned and left without looking back.
As soon as she left, Ovo came in excitedly from outside, grinning and asking, "Did you really kill the resurrected Baal with your own hands?"
"Yeah. Is there any problem?" Zuo Si asked casually.
"Of course there is a question. How did you kill him? Did you rely on the quasi-divine power of the archdemon? Or the unknown power of the planeswalker? Or some other method?"
Ovo lay flat on the table with his whole body, and brought his pale, fat, swollen face closer.
"No, neither. I killed Baal with a godslayer sword, just as Cyric killed him in the Time of Troubles."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and gave a clear answer openly.
Because during the battle with Baal, there must have been many gods observing, and they all saw the terrifying restraining ability of the Sword of the Void on creatures like gods.
This also means that the conflict with the gods of Faerun will tend to be more moderate in the future, rather than being as intense as before.
After all, the God-Slaying Sword plus Zuo Si's ability as a planeswalker to instantly travel between different worlds makes him the most terrifying assassin who may suddenly appear behind you and launch a sneak attack at any time.
This is like a fight between gods. Both sides have the ability to kill each other, so they will behave more restrained.
Generally, they try to avoid direct conflict and instead issue oracles to believers to engage in proxy wars.
"The God-killing Sword?"
A bright light flashed in Ovo's pupils, and he quickly asked: "What kind of sword can kill a god like Baal?"
"This is a weapon I forged using the power of the Dark Void. It is extremely dangerous.
Even mere observation and contact by mortals could lead to serious consequences.
It's not finished yet, though, so don't even think about checking it out or studying it.
I can tell you clearly that if there is no force to fight against it, the whole person will be turned into nothingness in a matter of minutes.
You will completely lose all your memories and turn into a monster eager to devour everything."
Zuo Si issued a warning in a very serious tone.
He obviously knew what kind of people these great arcanists of Netheril were.
Anyone who has a bit of ability would privately try every possible means to achieve the feat of "becoming a mortal god", and the fat lich in front of him is no exception.
"Damn it! Your tone right now is exactly like a certain mentor I had when I was young."
Ovo couldn't help but curse under his breath.
Although he already knew the danger of the dark void, he still couldn't stop his strong desire to learn and explore unknown knowledge.
Zuo Si smiled and shrugged his shoulders and responded, "This is for your own good.
I suggest that you put aside your research on God and focus on how to clean up the City of Ghosts.
And according to the latest intelligence, Telamante should have a very powerful trump card in his hand.
Don't let yourself get upset and lose to a junior, that would be really embarrassing."
"Lose to Telamante? How is that possible! Even if I close one eye and only retain half of my strength, I can still pin the entire Ghost City to the ground and beat them up. No one knows the weaknesses of the Ghost City better than me." Ovo promised solemnly.
"Haha, I hope so."
Zuo Si did not refute the great arcanist's boasting. He took out the crystal pendant and planned to go to the kingdom of Oghma, the god of knowledge, to look for relevant clues in the great library.
In addition, with the iconic historical event of Son of Bhaal coming to an end, his tense nerves can finally relax a little.
Perhaps I can also take some time to spend a vacation on the magical earth, and bring the sparkling oil that has the ability to eliminate infection over there, so as to forcibly change the course of world technological development, and allow the earth's civilization to obtain unlimited energy and enter the era of the sea of stars in advance.
But before that, Zuo Si still needs to invent a spell that can control the sparkling oil to ensure that the wizards in that world will never be discovered by ordinary people.
As a person who is somewhat grateful, he will give adequate rewards to those individuals or forces who have helped him in the most difficult times after he becomes powerful and wealthy.
(End of this chapter)
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