In particular, there are numerous heretical sects, covering almost all camps from order to chaos, from good to evil.

There are two most notable heretical sects.

One of them is the "Cult of the Rising Sun", also known as the "Rising Sun Heresy", which believes that Lathander is the ancient sun god Amaunator, and there is no essential difference between the two.

Although the doctrine is slightly different from the mainstream, it is still essentially lawful and slightly inclined towards good.

But another sect called "Three Suns" is more outrageous.

Because this is a typical cult that preaches that Lathander, Amaunator and Cyric are the trinity of the sun gods, representing the supreme true God who transcends other gods.

Among them, Lathander represents sunrise, birth, hope and kindness, while Amaunator represents midday, prosperity, neutrality and order, and the last one, Cyric, represents sunset, death, chaos and evil.

As for why such a strange sect as "Three-Sided Sun" was born, it is actually closely related to a series of confusing behaviors of the Lord of Dawn since his birth.

He is even called the "Great Evil God" by some people.

Specifically, he pursued the goddess of fate, Taiji, which led to her death, and then split into the goddess of luck, Taimora, and the goddess of misfortune, Benbasha;

Pursued the first Swan Daughter (a secret organization of women sworn to protect wilderness areas from evil, characterized by the ability to transform into swan forms), forcing her to flee into the sky and transform into the constellation Cygnus;

Before his old love's body was cold, he immediately began to pursue the Earth Mother, Chauntia;

Attempting to merge Tymora and Benshaba back into the goddess of fate, nearly resulting in the death of both and the premature resurrection of Bane, the god of tyranny;

He totally disregarded the face of his powerful divine power and sent down his battle incarnation to hammer to death Sammaster, the mortal founder of the Cult of the Dragon, and was injured and bleeding in the process;

The attempt to establish a pantheon dominated by themselves led to the terrible Dawn Disaster, with direct and collateral consequences including the destruction of two empires and a pantheon, as well as the fall of Myth Drannor.

So in the eyes of some people, Lathander actually contains the two sides of good and evil, hope and destruction.

Together with some lunatics who were influenced by the "Book of Cyric", the "Three-Sided Sun" heretical sect was eventually born.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some hostile gods are secretly causing trouble.

It's like the "Dark Moon Heresy" sect that believes Shar and Suellen are the same god, but was actually secretly funded by Shar as a means to corrupt the church of her good sister Suellen.

But later, after Su Lun came to his senses, he quickly reversed the operation and used the sect as a window to plant spies into the Church of Shar.

Eventually, the entire Dark Moon Heresy sect even became a battlefield for the two goddesses and their followers to compete with each other.

However, as the Church of the Dawn released the long-suppressed heretics, many missionary priests emerged in various towns and villages on the west coast of Faerun, including Askatla.

They use a unique magic called [Sun Rising Technique] to create balls of light as dazzling as the sun out of thin air in underground caves and at night.

Not only does this spell disable the night vision of many monsters, but it also harms undead, fungi, and kills fungi just like real sunlight.

In the face of such a powerful supernatural force, even the people on Earth living in the era of information explosion would probably find it difficult to remain rational and sober, not to mention the civilians on the continent of Faerun who have no knowledge and no experience.

As a result, a large number of devout believers who originally worshipped Lathander quickly began to firmly believe that the Lord of Dawn was the ancient sun god Amaunator.

After all, it is absolutely impossible to grant this kind of divine art to priests on a large scale without the sun priesthood or sun domain.

Many believers of other gods also felt that the teachings of this heretical sect seemed to make sense.

As we all know, the spiritual power of mortals in the material world will form specific power projections in the outer planes.

Therefore, with the rise of this heretical sect, Lathander began to gradually complete his own solar priesthood.

In some areas, heretical sects have even completely absorbed and replaced the original mainstream sects. They simply changed the name of Lathander to Amaunator and required believers to pray in the name of Amaunator when they pray.

I have to say, this is simply courting death.

After all, although the ancient sun god Amaunator has been lying dead in the astral realm for many years, he is not completely dead yet.

At least now when this name is mentioned, many people still know his deeds and the ideas and doctrines he advocated when he was active.

As for a god, he will not be truly dead as long as he has not been completely forgotten.

Therefore, what the Rising Sun heresy did was equivalent to re-consolidating faith in the dead ancient sun god.

However, until the latter is fully resurrected, Lathander is able to draw power in the other's name.

This operation is a bit like a race against time.

If he could obtain the complete solar priesthood before Amaunator was resurrected, he would make a fortune.

But if Amaunator were to be resurrected prematurely, the Lord of Dawn would be faced with a situation where everything would be lost.

But this obviously meant nothing to him.

Anyway, this is not the first time that such a failure has happened.

When it comes to impulsiveness and recklessness, the only person who can compete with Lathander is the psychopath Cyric.

No wonder the Three-Sided Sun sect believed that these two were two sides of the same coin, good and evil.

When Zuo Si finished his work and returned to Faerun, and heard that the Rising Sun heresy was replacing the original orthodox church and becoming the actual controller throughout the entire Faerun continent, he was stunned for several seconds and was unable to recover.

He was completely shocked by this series of outrageous actions, and couldn't help but sigh: "You are really worthy of being the Lord of Dawn. You even dare to play this kind of gambling game. You really don't know how to write the word death."

"Master, are you not going to intervene and just let these heretical sects do whatever they want? You should know that their main area of ​​activity is within the territory of the West Coast Empire."

Davian warned cautiously.

Because in the continent of Faerun, nothing is trivial when it comes to religion and faith.

The rise and fall of any powerful divine power is often accompanied by the destruction of one or several countries, as well as widespread war, destruction, and population death.

Especially for mortal believers who have fallen into frenzy, it would be absolutely disastrous if they were instigated by someone with ulterior motives.

After all, those false religions on Earth that have no real gods to support them can drive people extremely crazy, not to mention the churches in this world that have gods to support them and can bestow true divine powers.

The recent massive invasion of Zhentil Keep by the followers of Cyric is the best example.

Zuo Si smiled and asked back, "Why should I interfere?

Now that the game has begun, let us enjoy the performance of the great Lord of Dawn.

Believe me, this process will be very exciting.

And the ending will be far beyond everyone’s expectations.”

"You... seem to be gloating a little?"

Davian obviously noticed something.

There was no way, he knew too well that his master would often turn into a "funny man" when his own interests were not involved.

"Oh? Is it that obvious?"

Zuo Si subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth, and found that it was not very upturned.

Davian couldn't help but smile and replied, "Every time you are about to see someone in trouble, your voice will involuntarily rise a little bit. Although it's very slight, I can still hear it."

"Okay, I admit that I am gloating. Because this matter is really very interesting, and it fully reflects the most essential part of Losander as a god." Zuo Si explained with a playful look on his face.

"As the essence of a god?"

Davian looked very puzzled.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. What do you think is the greatest characteristic of the Lord of Dawn as a god?"

“Is it like the rising sun, representing new life and hope?”

Davian said with a strong sense of uncertainty in his tone.

Because Lathander is so complex a god, people's opinions of him are extremely polarized.

"No, what you said are merely the priesthood, doctrines, and tendencies. They are not the greatest characteristics, nor are they the essence of being a god. The real answer is that good intentions do not necessarily lead to good results. They may also lead to a disaster."

Zuo Si stated his evaluation of the Lord of Dawn very straightforwardly.

From the moment this god was born, he has been trying his best to help those suffering mortals, eager to give them hope and happiness. He himself is also a representative of the pursuit of happiness. The long list of new and old loves he has pursued is the best proof of this.

But the problem is that almost none of his plans ever succeeded; all of them were typical cases of good intentions leading to bad results.

Moreover, the damage caused each time is more serious than most of the evil gods' carefully planned conspiracies.

That is why many people who dislike Losander often sarcastically say in a half-joking tone that in fact, those evil gods don’t need to go to so much trouble. As long as they do their best to help the Lord of Dawn to realize those so-called "great plans", they will naturally be able to get results far beyond their expectations.

"You mean... the Lord of the Dawn who wants to use these Rising Sun heretics to obtain the Sun Priesthood will eventually suffer a tragic defeat?"

Davian's pupils flashed with the blinding light of a solar panel, and he obviously heard the subtext.

“That’s right.

God is pure and stubborn.

This means that they are all stubborn and will neither admit their mistakes nor learn lessons from their failures, let alone make even the slightest change.

So no matter what the Lord of Dawn does, he will continue to repeat his past failures.

Not to mention this kind of radical and impatient risk-taking.”

After saying this, Zuo Si acted as if he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

In his eyes, this powerful divine force from the good camp was like a reckless, radical teenager who never considered the consequences of doing things. He was neither his enemy nor his ally.

As for whether the Rising Sun heresy will eventually resurrect the ancient sun god who has been lying dead for many years, it has nothing to do with him. Anyway, it is Losander's own beliefs that are torn apart.

Moreover, Amaunator's priesthood includes bureaucracy, contracts, law, order, the sun, and sovereignty, which perfectly fits the current situation of the West Coast Empire and makes him a potential powerful ally.

“Okay, then I’ll go inform the cabinet not to bother with the actions of the Church of the Lord of Dawn, and let them do whatever they want.

In addition to this incident, there is another thing that I think you should be very interested in, that is, the revenge of the goddess of wealth, Waukeen.

In fact, during the time you were away, Graz'zt's army was almost on the verge of collapse under the siege of Orcus and Demogorgon.

In other words, it won’t be long before this Dark Lord will appear on the ninth level of Baator Hell.”

After the heretical sect of Lathander, Davian released the second bombshell.

As a powerful quasi-divine being with the ability to teleport across planes, his current range of activities and responsibilities are no longer limited to the continent of Faerun. Instead, he has begun to frequently travel in and out of the outer and inner planes, just like the servants of nature.

"Really? It seems that our dear Six Fingers is about to face the darkest moment of his life. Has everything been arranged in Hell? No matter what, we must make our guests feel at home."

When saying this, Zuo Si did not hide his naked malice towards Grazzt at all.

Davian undoubtedly knew what this so-called “arrangement” meant, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he responded in a low voice: “The Succubus Queen Mecanthut has arranged everything.

It is said that the revenue from pre-sale tickets alone is as high as tens of millions of gold coins.

Many powerful witches from other material worlds are willing to pay a high price to obtain the essence of this demon lord for conception.

Of course, there are also some male mages who intend to make Graz'zt pregnant and give birth to offspring with their own bloodline.

In addition, some female big devils and old witches who have strong demands in this regard have also expressed their desire to taste the most handsome demon..."

"Hahaha! That sounds great. I believe Lord Wu An will jump for joy when he learns that he will soon have countless new lovers and countless offspring."

Zuo Si immediately burst into unbridled laughter.

Because he knew that although Grazzt was lustful in his daily life and did not distinguish between men and women, it was one thing for him to take the initiative, but it was another thing for him to be raped by others.

Especially when it comes to this kind of special slavery with a strong humiliating nature, any abyss lord with a little dignity would not be able to tolerate it.

"I don't know if Lord Wu'an will jump for joy, but you have obtained a hen that lays golden eggs. It won't be long before he will make you a lot of money."

Davian couldn't hold it in any longer and complained again.

There was no other reason. This business operation model was simply too cruel, so much so that even he, as his enemy, could not stand it anymore. It was obvious that he wanted to first let Grazzt experience both physical and mental torture, and then use any means to squeeze out his last bit of surplus value.

"Isn't this better? Although wealth has long been meaningless to me, who would complain about having too much money?"

After saying that, Zuo Si opened the box in his hand, waved his fingers, and threw the snacks, drinks and other things he brought back from the magical earth into the storage room.

After he was done, he sat down on the sofa, opened a can of carbonated drink and handed it to his follower.

Davian didn't hesitate to take it. He tilted his head back and gulped down the can in just a few seconds. Then he used his ability to heat the can and melt it into liquid. Then he cooled it and turned it into a smooth aluminum ball and threw it to the cat not far away who was staring at him with its big eyes.

The latter's attention was immediately drawn to the metal ball, and he began to chase the rolling gadget.

Because the scale of the Wizard Tower and the underground part is so huge, Zuo Si raised a lot of cats to prevent rats from spreading before he mastered the secret of the magic maze.

Now that pests such as cockroaches and rats have been driven out, these cats are naturally all unemployed. They wander around aimlessly every day and only gather at designated feeding points when they are hungry and want to eat.

If you walk around the Mage Tower, you can basically see them every ten or twenty meters.

Many of the magic bats in charge of cleaning have begun to complain that these cats poop, pee, and fight everywhere, and a lot of time is wasted just cleaning up the cat hair.

But Zuo Si didn't care about it. Instead, he thought that some small animals could add vitality to the wizard tower.

What's more, he had sterilized all the cats when he introduced them, so there was no need to worry about the number continuing to increase.

After another ten or eight years, when the first batch of cats die of old age, their numbers will naturally decline sharply until all of them die and disappear from the Mage Tower.

Watching the kitten having fun chasing the metal ball, Zuo Si said to his followers without even looking up: "Davian, from now on I have to speed up the speed of acquiring energy to prepare for the upcoming Spark War. I'm afraid that both you and I will be very busy from now on."

"Understood. Whatever you ask, I will do my best to carry it out."

The Sun Knight placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, giving people a very solid and reliable feeling as always.

"I need you to go to the Mechanical Realm."

Zuo Si said in a leisurely tone.

"Mechanical Realm?"

Davian was stunned.

Because he really couldn't figure out why his master suddenly became interested in this outer plane of absolute order.

Zuo Si nodded seriously. "Yes, it is the Mechanical Realm. I am very interested in the construct manufacturing technology and fully automated factories there, especially the central energy pool of Regulus and the modrons that are constantly born from it."

"But Master, I know nothing about this knowledge."

A trace of helplessness appeared on Davian's face.

He is not afraid of danger, fighting or even death, but he has no confidence in this kind of "technical work".

"You don't need to know anything, just observe with your eyes, and I will take care of the rest."

Zuo Si gave his followers a reassurance.

There was only one reason why he chose Davian, and that was that his camp was lawful neutral, and he was the only follower among all the followers who met the inclination of the mechanical realm plane.

The others are basically either confused or neutral. If they go there, they will probably have to fight with those rigid and inflexible natives.

Erinikas became lawful after being transformed into a devil, but the problem was that he was still performing other tasks.

As for the Goddess of Nature, Zuo Si would rather she stay in the continent of Faerun just in case.

After all, according to the next plan, he might have to be away for a long time.

When Davian heard that he was just running errands, he instantly relaxed a lot and agreed without hesitation.

Just when he was about to ask for specific details, there was a knock on the door behind him.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Then Sancho's voice came through the crack in the door.

"Teacher, are you there?"

"I'm here, come in."

Zuo Si pursed his lips and smiled playfully.

He obviously knew why the chief disciple wanted to see him so urgently.

There is only one answer, and that is to obtain the spark of the mage.

For this, the boy even gave up all his divine power and divinity, and even the precious opportunity to become the new god of murder.

After getting permission, Sancho immediately opened the door and walked in from outside, his eyes revealing undisguised excitement and excitement. He bowed deeply and said in a decisive tone: "Master, I am ready."

"Are you sure? You must know that from the moment you accept the spark, you will begin to fulfill the contract between you and me."

Zuo Si deliberately whetted the boy's appetite.

"I am quite sure of it."

Sancho nodded vigorously to express his determination.

"In that case, I will grant you a spark of a planeswalker."

As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and released a spark stored in his body, like a ball of light emitting a faint white glow.

moment!

一股无法用语言形容的巨大吸引力席卷了桑乔的大脑，使其不由自主的伸出手想要触摸火花，感受其中那不可思议的力量。

但就在即将触碰到的刹那，突然听到耳边传来导师的警告：“如果我是你，就不会贸然去触碰一颗不属于自己的火花。因为它失控时所产生的破坏力足以撕碎你的身体和灵魂。”

“抱……抱歉，它实在是太美了，我一时之间没能控制住自己。”

桑乔立马出了一身冷汗，干忙缩回手连连道歉。

作为一名法师，他显然知道在没搞清楚状况之前就触碰未知的东西可能会带来多么巨大的风险，甚至在还是学徒的时候没少为此挨打受罚。

“算了。现在我要把火花塞入你的身体和灵魂之中，这个过程可能会有点疼，尽量忍着点。”

说罢，左思从沙发上站了起来，直接一把将火花捏在掌心，以迅雷不及掩耳的速度轰的一声将整个火花强行打进徒弟的身体里。

桑乔甚至没反应过来发生了什么，立刻便感受到宛如灵魂被撕裂所产生的巨大痛苦。

他张开嘴想要发出惨叫，但是却发现自己失去了发声的能力，身体也开始不听使唤的疯狂抽搐。

最重要的是脑袋仿佛挨了一击重锤，现在变得一片空白完全失去思考能力。

也不知道过了多久，也许是几分钟，也许是几个小时乃至几天……

总之等男孩渐渐感觉回复对身体的控制，头脑也逐渐变得越来越清醒时，难以置信的发现自己竟然完全漂浮在半空中，胸口则不断闪烁着之前那个火花所散发出来的光芒。

出于下意识的第一反应，他立刻开始尝试调动自己体内的魔法力量，结果发现所有的魔法能量都已经汇聚到胸口那个闪烁的光团之中。

现在只要自己一个念头，立马就能打破空间上的距离，随意穿梭到整个多元宇宙的任何角落。

多么惊人的能力！ 原来这就是旅法师！

桑乔整个人陷入了无法抑制的激动与狂喜。

他放弃了成为神明的机会，为的不就是成为跟自己导师一样的旅法师么。

“你现在感觉如何？”

左思面带微笑注视着双手轻微颤抖的大弟子问道。

“感觉好极了！我放弃成为神果然是这辈子最正确的选择！”

桑乔几乎没有任何迟疑的做出了回应。

仅仅几秒钟的功夫，他便成功控制住火花从漂浮状态落到了地上。

虽然已经失去了神性和神力，但在作为巴尔之子这段时间获取到的知识和施法等级是不会消失的。

左思欣慰的点了点头：“不错，你很有天赋，应该能在旅法师这条道路上走得很远。

记住，你只有三个月的时间做准备。

三个月之后就立刻动身去拉尼卡时空作为我的眼睛，监视十会盟的一举一动。

如果条件允许的话，可以尝试着去接触一下尼米捷。

但有一点，那就是无论如何都不要暴露你跟我之间的关系，必要的时候甚至可以表面上与我为敌。

给，这是拉尼卡时空的坐标。”

“请您放心，我知道该怎么做。”

桑乔恭恭敬敬的鞠了一躬，随后便头也不回的专身离开。

他已经迫不及待想要尝试火花所带来的各种能力，并且制作第一张属于自己的地牌。

因为只有地牌生效的时候，他在这个世界所获得的强大魔法力量才不会因为环境的改变而消失。

就在左思返回费伦开始有条不紊的布局时，远在多明纳里亚时空的喀洛斯洞窟附近。

蓝色魔判官金吉塔厦已经带着自己的进展引擎派系悄无声息的降临，并扎下营地开始挖掘与探索。

尽管使用时空渡桥穿梭让他损失了所有的血肉部分，现如今正处在一种极度虚弱的状态，但精神却异常亢奋。

而且带过来负责挖掘工作的新非瑞克西亚造物也基本都经过特殊改装，最大限度剔除了血肉的部分，大幅度强化机械构造，因此受到的影响并不算大。

简单抓了点猎物稍作补充之后便开始投入工作。

一旦挖到什么像是人造物品的东西，那些小型的机械构造体便会将其挑出来交给金吉塔厦过目。

如果有用，他就会将其保存下来通过时空渡桥送回自己的实验室。

要是没用那就随手丢掉一边的垃圾堆。

偶尔还会找到一些书嵴上镶着珠宝的书。

当然，对于这些已经存在了数千年的书籍，蓝色魔判官是绝对不允许任何手下轻易的触碰。

因为要是不使用魔法加固的话，哪怕是最轻微的震动都会导致其瞬间化作尘埃，里边宝贵的知识也会永远的不见天日。

在这种高效的运作下，一件件索蓝帝国的遗物中所蕴含的技术与知识迅速被金吉塔厦吸收，然后运用到新非瑞克西亚的造物之中。

估计用不了多久，他所统治的蓝色派系便会迎来一次史无前例的全面升级。

凭借着新非瑞克西亚那无穷无尽的数量优势，即便是喀洛斯洞窟这样极度复杂的地形地形也很快被探索的明明白白。

最终，金吉塔厦在一个像是工作间的地方发现了与同兆相关的线索。

这是一个用来制作神器的工作室。

洞穴内壁上覆盖了一层蛋白石，表面有彩虹色的斑点，使得周围闪烁着琥珀色的微光。

通过简单的地质鉴定可以判断出，它存在的时间刚好是索蓝帝国崩溃前最后的时光。

因为那个时候魔法理论与实践并不普及，而是由建立在魔能石基础之上的科技牢牢占据着主导地位。

借助微弱的光线可以看到在房间里有错综复杂的玻璃管、各种大小的烧杯、失效的火炉、远古化合物的残余粉末、剪线钳与陶土滚筒、涂有干燥釉料的水桶、齿轮。

甚至还有一座小型的通风熔炉，旁边随意摆着一把火钳，彷彿它的铁匠受到干扰并抛下了一件未完成的工作离去。

在一个角落里有手铐，提醒着人们喀洛斯洞窟在转变为非瑞克西亚之前，索蓝帝国的真实面目。

当然，真正让金吉塔厦感兴趣的还是一份描绘于羊皮纸上的一个具有手把的铜碗，还有许多黑色的小型人影围绕于其基部。

不用问也知道，这个碗就是大名鼎鼎的神器同兆。

羊皮纸旁边有一块灰色黏土，上面刻着许多符号，完全复制了图表里褪色墨水所描绘的那些符号。

有些是索蓝文字，有些具有认不出笔迹的弧形曲线，类似同兆上的某种符号。

这块黏土已破损，部分难以辨识，而且旁边还摆着被切断的缆绳。

“哈哈哈哈！我想我找到了启动同兆的咒语！真是不可思议！原来同兆就是在这样的环境下被制造出来的。”

金吉塔厦小心翼翼举起那张羊皮纸，还有旁边的灰色黏土，发出一阵阴冷刺耳的笑声。

很显然，这些索蓝文字、弧形线条和符号，就是让同兆释放出恐怖破坏力的钥匙。

由于约格莫夫所创造的非瑞克西亚，本质上就是对索蓝文明的继承与超越，因此作为新非瑞克西亚的蓝色魔判官，金吉塔厦一眼就能辨认出这些外人看不懂的文字、符号所蕴含的意思。

只见他先是把从头到尾把这两样东西扫描记录了一遍，然后才将其小心翼翼的放进盒子里，打算带回去向左思邀功。

拿到同兆的启动方法，金吉塔厦连一秒钟都没有停留，立马就穿过时空渡桥返回了自己的老巢。

至于剩下的挖掘工作，交给那些拥有智能的机器来完成就好。

就这样，在没有被任何人发现的情况下，蓝色魔判官出色的完成了自己的任务。

至此，左思终于获得了一件能够在任何情况下可以与敌人同归于尽的底牌。

……

与此同时，远在巴托地狱的第九层，巨大赛博朋克城市繁华热闹的街道上。

一名看不出年纪的女性月精灵正在饶有兴致打量着周围高耸林立的摩天大楼，还有五光十色的霓虹灯与广告牌，以及各种各样千奇百怪从身边经过的交通工具。

很显然，从那对什么都感到新奇的反应就能看得出，她绝对是第一次来这个地方。

像这样的人每天没有几千万也有几百万，根本不值得大惊小怪。

但问题是，跟在她身边的那个白胡子老头却一点也不普通，正是托瑞尔魔法女神的第一选民伊尔明斯特。

而且从后者恭敬的态度来看，这位精灵的地位和身份显然非比寻常。

大概几分钟之后，月精灵才转过身用半开玩笑的语气问：“这里真的是地狱吗？ 真不敢相信才短短几年的时间居然发生了如此多的变化。

I am now becoming more and more interested in this new ninth-level lord, Soth.

Tell me quickly, what kind of person is he?"

"Teacher, it will take a lot of effort to tell this matter from the beginning." Elminster said with a helpless smile.

It is easy to tell from the title "Teacher" that this moon elf is Silinxi who has disappeared for more than 700 years. She may also be the strongest arcane spellcaster in the continent of Faerun besides Zuo Si.

The ten-ring magic she invented - [Silinxi Spell Transfer], the name alone tells you how perverted it is, it is simply the nightmare of all spellcasters.

Coupled with the silver fire bestowed by the goddess of magic, it is completely a pipe dream for a mortal spellcaster to defeat her in a one-on-one duel.

No one except the oldest gods knew how old Sirinthe was, not even Elminster.

According to the records of an elf, she was transformed into an elven lich almost two thousand years ago, and served as the guardian of fate in the Year of the Sky, as well as the sage of knowledge for Amasora and the royal court mages.

However, just before the founding of Myth Drannor, she inexplicably regained her youth and vitality, becoming one of the few rare individuals to reverse her transformation into a lich.

Some people believe that this is the effect of the silver fire, while others believe that it is the blessing of the second-generation magic goddess.

In short, Silinxi became a living being again and led other wizards to build a city and a famous magical maze network.

If Elminster is a legend in the modern history of Faerun, then his teacher is a grand epic that spans the decline of the elves and the rise of humans.

"It doesn't matter, we're not in a hurry anyway.

Ah! Look, there is a restaurant over there. Let's go over there and sit down to eat and chat.

To be honest, I think that although this place is hell, it is much better than many material planes.

Especially the entertainment, food and beverages of various flavors, which are hundreds of blocks ahead of other places.”

After saying that, Silinxi quickly ran into the store like a little girl, picked up the menu and ordered more than a dozen cups of milk tea, cocktails, juices, carbonated drinks, coffee drinks and other drinks in one breath, and then ordered a table full of sumptuous dishes.

When Elminster saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh again, and quickly followed and found a seat by the window to sit down.

In the first few minutes, neither of them spoke a word, they just focused on eating.

Since all restaurants have the gluttony buff, people who come in will feel particularly hungry, and they will have no mind to do anything else if they don’t fill their stomachs.

However, after eating about half of the food on the table, they all stopped eating and started sipping their drinks.

Finally, it was Silinxi who broke the silence first, pointing at the extravagant and glamorous world outside and asking, "Isn't it possible that Feren has become like this now?"

Elminster shook his head quickly: "No, not yet, at least not yet.

But there is a trend in that direction.

Soth integrated almost half of the land on the west coast of the continent of Faerun and established an empire of his own.

He abolished the aristocracy and feudal system, appointed a large number of bureaucrats to implement centralized power, and cooperated with many gods such as Gond, the god of craftsmen, to pave a large number of roads, build water conservancy facilities, and develop new magical mechanical tools.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that in just a few years, from Kalinshan to Baldur's Gate, I had become completely unrecognizable.

Oh, by the way, Thors also extremely hates the nature god Silvanus and his druid sect.

In any area under his rule, all Druid sects had to either convert, leave, or be wiped out on the spot. There was no other choice.

In addition, he will cut down the two largest forests in the Baldur's Gate area to build a huge plain granary."

"It sounds like... this seems like a wise and capable ruler?" Silinxi commented with her eyes shining slightly.

"No, it was the tyrant. He admitted it himself."

Elminster corrected, fiddling with the straw in his hand.

As a teacher, Silinxi was obviously very clear about her apprentice's character. She immediately couldn't help but laugh and tease, "Why, did you have a disagreement with him? Or did his ways make you feel uncomfortable or unaccustomed?"

"It's more than just unpleasantness. To some extent, we have become enemies.

It’s just that because of the voters who are also goddesses, the final bottom line has always been retained.

I always feel that his thoughts and actions are too dangerous, and will sooner or later bring disaster to the entire continent of Faerun, just like Netheril and Imaskar who do not know how to restrain themselves.

Believe me, you will feel the same as I do when you meet him.

What's more, he is now a big devil."

After saying that, Elminster raised his head and drank the cocktail in the glass, smacking his lips with satisfaction.

Although he was extremely disgusted with what Zuo Si did, he still quite liked the mixed alcoholic beverages that brought different flavors and tastes through blending, as well as the rich recipes and various fresh cooking methods.

(End of this chapter)