"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.
分别是最初和最强大、最疯癫的森达姆，混沌海的位面之王、熵之领主伊戈尔勒，曾经攻入机械境与奇点大战差点丢了小命的丘斯特，最新晋级成功的年轻色彩领主瑞因布。
其他像因为得罪伊戈尔勒而被射到天堂山的沃特尔，被囚禁在费伦大陆的火焰领主巴兹姆-苟瑞格等，由于太长时间没有出现，暂时被归类到失踪或是死亡。
至于混沌海之中是否还有其他的史拉蟾领主，那就不得而知了。
要知道作为外层位面的混沌海是无限大的，更要命的是它还在一刻不停地变化。
在这里压根没有什么方向、参照物之类可以让人辨识方向的东西，一切都要凭感觉。
“魔鬼，你来了一个不该来的地方。这里不欢迎你！”
疑似领主的史拉亡蟾张开嘴发出了充满敌意的宣告。
“你是……索雷尔？”
左思用不是很确定的语气试探道。
“没错！你身上那股来自巴托地狱的守序气息让我感到恶心。”
索雷尔显然并没有掩饰自己身份的意思，并且非常直接的表达了自己内心之中的情绪。
不过左思对于这种言语上的挑衅却并没有什么过激反应，反倒是饶有兴致的问：“所以你是来驱逐我的？ 这究竟是出于你自己的本意？
还是受到了那位熵之领主伊戈尔勒的命令？
你真的心甘情愿臣服于伊戈尔勒吗？ 还是说这仅仅是权宜之计，等成为领主之后就会摆脱控制自立？”
毫无疑问，左思对于混沌海和史拉蟾领主充满了好奇与研究的兴趣。
因为他发现这些领主跟神明有着非常多的相似之处。
任何史拉蟾想要成为领主，都必须理解并掌握一种被混沌海认可的抽象理念。
眼前这位卡在不上不下中间位置的，就在大力推广无政府主义，想要借此来实现自己的野心。
索雷尔显然没料到自己表明态度之后，眼前这个大魔鬼非但没有半点要走的意思，反而从眼睛里迸射出毛骨悚然的兴奋与狂热。
什么情况？ 尽管混乱的天性导致史拉蟾没有什么逻辑思维，但他还是本能的感觉到了有点不对劲。
至于刚才左思问的那些问题，这家伙压根一个也没记住，更没有想要回答的意思，只是瞪着两只白内障一样的眼球上下打量。
下一秒……
索雷尔毫无征兆举起手中的武器发动了攻击。
轰！！！！！！
伴随着震耳欲聋的轰鸣，一股可怕的冲击波以两人为中心向四周迅速扩散。
一些来不及逃离的史拉蟾立刻被无形的立场撕成碎片，连惨叫都来不及发出。
不过好在左思很清楚这些混乱生物行为的不可预料性，因此早就暗中提高警惕，及时用龙翼挡下了攻击。
除了受力点出现严重的骨折和出血之外，身体根本没有受到半点伤害。
“既然你不愿意自己离开！那就把尸体留在混沌海吧！魔鬼！”
索雷尔咆哮着像个神经病一样紧追不舍，手里的武器更是没有半点招式和章法，突出一个完全随机。
这种压根无法预判的攻击无疑给左思带来了很大的困扰。
因为他发现对方面对自己的致命攻击时，并不会像正常人一样去下意识招架、闪避，而是直接以伤换伤、以命换命。
而且你永远不会知道下一轮攻击会来自于哪里，以何种方式。
左思不是没跟同样混乱的恶魔战斗过，但此时此刻他才意识到恶魔的混乱程度与史拉蟾相比简直差了不止一个量级。
前者起码还怕死，战斗过程中虽然偶尔也会出人意料，但大体上仍旧维持在正常的状态。
更无语的是，史拉蟾领主那看似不起眼的皮肤有着难以想象的防御力。
附魔等级+5的神器砍伤去，充其量也只能划开一道小口子，再往下就会被更加坚韧的肌肉和内膜挡住，几秒钟过后便会恢复如初。
从巨龙形态转化到大魔鬼形态的他，先后更换了好几件武器，效果都没有什么太大的差异。
或许只有灌注了秩序属性的武器，才能真正打破防御对其造成巨大伤害。
要知道索雷尔眼下还不是真正的领主，只是半只脚踏入了领主的门槛。
毫无疑问，史拉蟾领主所拥有的力量远比大多数神明都要强大的多。
其中最强大的两个绝对足以媲美强大神力，而不是像无底深渊那些废柴恶魔领主。
当然，掌握完整末日真言的死灵主君奥库斯除外。
搞清楚了这一点，左思自然也没有继续再打下去的必要，直接发动旅法师的火花就这样从索雷尔的面前消失了。
仅仅一秒钟之后，他便返回了位于阿斯卡特拉的法师塔，站在传送之间门口摸着下巴小声嘀咕道：“好吧，我现在总算知道除了机械境的奇点之外，为什么再也没有人愿意去招惹混沌海的史拉蟾领主了。
一方面是这些家伙的实力在混沌海强大到令人难以置信，而且还几乎无法被真正杀死； 另外一方面是他们相互之间并不存在从属关系，也很难像深渊恶魔那样可以组建起庞大的军队威胁到整个宇宙。
闹出的最大动静也不过是冒冒失失入侵了一次机械境和天堂山，然后被狠狠地胖揍了一顿。
所以像这种又难搞、又没有好处可拿、而且威胁不大的家伙，无论是邪恶守序的巴托地狱还是善良守序的七重天堂山自然都不会太过于在意……”
不过要是日后还有机会的话，左思一定会选择再次前往混沌海，仔细研究一下史拉蟾这个种族与它们宛若神明的领主。
但是现在，他还有许多更重要的事情需要处理。
几分钟之后，在塔主专属的上层房间内，太古炼狱银龙——艾达隆一五一十将最近发生的事情做了个汇报。
尤其是重点描述了一下阴魂王子布雷纳斯·坦舒尔带人突袭法师塔，结果才一个照面就被吓到汗流浃背的狼狈模样，语气中充满了戏谑与调侃。
自从开始向邪恶阵营偏斜之后，她似乎变得越来越喜欢看别人出丑并以此为乐。
“你是说阴魂城的人掌握了一种在物质世界与阴影位面夹缝移动和跳跃的魔法技术，在没有惊动任何警报的情况下就进入了法师塔内？”
左思眼睛里闪过一抹惊讶之色。
因为这可不是什么普普通通的技术，而是可以真正出其不意的发动偷袭和暗杀。
要是换成其他法师塔，估计还没等反应过来发生了什么，里边的人就会被阴魂城屠戮一空。
艾达隆不加思索的点了下头：“是的。根据我们从某个法师大脑中提取出来的记忆，可以推导出这应该是某种阴影魔网的专属魔法，并不具备推广的价值。毕竟想要使用阴影魔网，就必须信仰它真正的主人。”
“那其他方面呢？比如说阴魂城回归的目的，以及他们要如何复兴耐瑟瑞尔的计划？”
左思若有所思的继续追问。
在这个充斥着超自然力量的世界，一个俘虏想要保守秘密显然是不可能做到的事情。
因为魔法有一万种方法可以得到你想要的信息，甚至都不需要经过本人的同意跟配合。
“暂时并没有什么特别的计划。
阴魂王子们最近一段时间的四处活动也仅仅只是在收集耐瑟瑞尔时期的知识、技术和神器。
不过我从布雷纳斯·坦舒尔的记忆中发现了一件非常有趣的事情。
那就是身为长子的瑞瓦兰·坦舒尔在阴魂城返回物质世界的前夕，给了其父亲兼至高城主的泰拉曼特一件东西。
据说这件东西是某位女神专门赐予阴魂城用来对付你的秘密武器。”
艾达隆一股脑把自己通过审问囚犯获取到的信息说了出来。
“哦？怪不得阴魂城摆出了一副有恃无恐的姿态，原来是有了底牌。”
左思抿起嘴角露出了轻蔑的笑容。
因为他压根不觉得莎尔赐给泰拉曼特的那件武器能够真的对自己造成什么威胁。
理由很简单！ 费伦诸神对于左思力量的提升是有认知滞后性的。
在夜之女神给出那张底牌的时候，他还没有做出干掉谋杀之神巴尔并将其制作成永生煞神的举动。
“您不打算见见布雷纳斯·坦舒尔吗？”艾达隆随口问了一句。
左思轻轻摇了下头：“不急，先晾他一段时间再说。
反正我们已经从他的脑子里得到了足够的信息和情报。
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 sigh 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)