There is no doubt that the magic plague in Neverwinter and the awakening of the creator race are not a threat to Zuo Si today. At best, they can only be considered a minor trouble.
Because after the local residents, adventurers and mercenaries in the towns and villages in the north completed an almost brutal enclosure expansion movement, although they have been nominally incorporated into the territory of the West Coast Empire, in fact most areas still maintain a semi-autonomous state.
Especially in the towns that already had legitimate lords, most of them reached political deals in private.
The empire publicly granted these people noble titles, recognized the land and property they owned, and allowed them to retain their lordship titles and some power.
In exchange, they would recognize that the land under their rule was part of the empire, accept administrative, judicial and tax officials sent by the cabinet, and voluntarily hand over a series of powers including military and diplomatic powers.
Obviously, it is not difficult to see from the content of these transactions that the strategy of the West Coast Empire's top leaders towards annexing the North is to be cautious. They are not in a hurry to achieve it all at once, but intend to assimilate it bit by bit through economic and cultural power.
After all, the people here have always been tough. For example, the Ten Towns in Icewind Dale often fight over fishery resources, and dozens to several hundred people die every year. The barbarian tribes, large and small, add up to hundreds of thousands of people.
They are not monsters such as goblins, gnolls, lizardmen, ogres, trolls, orcs, etc. that can be slaughtered at will without worrying about public pressure, but a group of human primitive tribes that live on fishing, hunting and nomadic life.
Although these guys are essentially no different from monsters, they also like to plunder towns and caravans, force captives into slavery, and perform bloody and cruel sacrificial rituals.
It is obviously unrealistic to expect the barbarian tribes to immediately accept the rule of the empire.
To bring them under the purview of rule, we must first change their thoughts, values and living habits from the root.
In other words, they were incorporated into the empire's economic system, freed from the barbaric life of constant migration in pursuit of prey, gradually learned how to farm, settle down, and establish small villages and towns, so that most people owned their own land and property.
To achieve this, on the one hand, we must strengthen the defense of all towns and villages in the North, ensure the safety of every trade route, and deter those barbarian tribes who want to rob for no reason. On the other hand, we must guide these barbarian tribes to make changes themselves through trade.
As a modern man who pursues pragmatism, Zuo Si has always scoffed at things like tradition and ancestral laws.
He believed that the reason why the northern barbarians had become what they are now was due to the harsh living environment.
If they had not remained as savage and ferocious as monsters, they would have died out long ago. There is no way they would have survived to this day and become a force that cannot be ignored.
Once there is a better and more comfortable life, the barbarians will quickly abandon those useless traditional customs and embrace civilization.
At times like this, the local lords can play a role.
Because anyone who can make a name for themselves in the North has basically learned how to deal with the surrounding barbarian tribes.
They were sometimes hostile to each other, and the lord needed to guard against barbarian invasions and raids;
Sometimes they are allies and will unite to deal with large-scale invasions of orcs and other monsters.
After all, barbarians are still human beings.
Compared to monsters, they obviously prefer to cooperate with their own kind.
Many barbarians rely on trade with nearby towns to exchange for materials necessary for life, such as cloth, salt, needles and thread, spices, steel products, etc.
Therefore, the situation in the North is not a simple binary opposition between civilization and barbarism, but is much more complicated than many people imagine.
The strategy of the West Coast Empire is to first pull the lords and upper ruling class who stand on the side of civilization into its own huge economic system, and then use the relationships at their disposal to continuously induce the barbarian tribes to turn from barbarism to civilization, and ultimately achieve complete rule over this vast and sparsely populated land.
At this moment, Eribes was ordered to lead a team loaded with supplies to the bank of a river near the Neverwinter Forest.
Today is the day for the monthly trade with the Black Lion Clan of the Uthgardt barbarians.
Their most distinctive features are black hair, blue eyes, and unusually tall and strong stature. They have extreme hatred and hostility towards orcs.
Although there was a plague in Neverwinter, Erebus still brought what the other party urgently needed as agreed.
After all, the Black Lion Clan is different from the other Uthgar barbarians who are still in the state of eating raw meat and drinking blood. Due to the long-term influence of civilization, they have long abandoned their past traditions and converted to the guardian god Heim, the god of suffering Ilmater, the god of justice Tyr, and the god of loyalty and courage Torm.
This means that they will abide by rules and laws and will not be fickle and untrustworthy like other barbarians.
Precisely because of their similar beliefs, the Black Lion Clan has always had a good relationship with Neverwinter, and would even help Neverwinter resist threats from deep in the forest and wilderness.
In the past, when Luskan was still ruled by the Arcane Brotherhood, they helped repel the armies sent by the former more than once.
Relying on traditional friendship and the matchmaking of the Church of the God of Justice, the trade volume between the two sides began to increase rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In particular, furs, herbs, gems, animal bones and various animals that can be kept as pets have brought huge wealth to the Black Lion Clan. They have also built their own castle on the edge of the forest and tried to reclaim farmland or engage in grazing and breeding.
From a distance, it looks like a civilized scene.
When the sentinels on the arrow tower saw the arrival of the team flying the Neverwinter flag, they immediately sounded the alarm.
After a while, a muscular man carrying a double-edged battle ax and wearing a hard leather armor on his upper body walked out of the castle, followed by dozens of male warriors.
The reason why there are no women is that among the barbarians there is no concept of gender equality. Whoever has the bigger fist can speak louder.
And women are clearly no match for men in terms of strength, brutality and cruelty.
This means that most barbarian tribes have an attitude of contempt and discrimination towards women, believing that women should stay at home and give birth to children, do housework, and serve men.
Only some gifted female barbarians who can defeat male warriors of the same age in a one-on-one duel can win status for themselves and be recognized by all the tribesmen.
However, the tough guy obviously recognized Eribes and did not look down on her just because she was a beautiful woman. Instead, he patted his chest to express his respect according to etiquette.
The rest of the barbarian warriors followed their leader's actions.
The reason was very simple! This tribe, which belonged to the Black Lion Clan, had been beaten up by the half-elf paladins from top to bottom during a fight.
The Uthgar barbarians have always admired the truly strong.
Glancing at these familiar faces, Eribes said straight to the point without any further ado: "All the supplies you need are here, worth a total of 25,000 gold coins. As before, we accept furs, herbs, wood, and anything else of value in exchange."
"No problem, I'll have someone go take inventory of the warehouse right away."
The barbarian leader nodded to his men, and soon after, piles of simply processed furs, ores, gems, and herbs were brought out.
The accompanying merchants immediately began to appraise and load these things, while the Uthgar barbarians, who had money, enthusiastically purchased daily necessities brought by the caravan.
Among them, salt and ironware firmly occupied the majority.
The former is not only a seasoning and an essential element for the human body, but also an important raw material for pickling meat and fish. For barbarians who lack salt-making technology and are not near the sea, it is definitely much more important than gold coins.
As for ironware, it is directly related to the number of weapons and armor, and is directly linked to the tribe's warfare capability and survival ability.
No matter how much of these two strategic materials you stockpile, it will never be too much.
Seeing the piles of food, salt, weapons and armor being transported back to the warehouse of the camp, the leading barbarian chief quickly revealed his undisguised joy and said with a smile: "I thought there was a plague over there. I'm afraid this month's trade will be canceled."
"Oh? Have you also heard about the plague in Neverwinter?"
Eribes showed a surprised expression.
She couldn't believe that the other party, living in such a remote place, could get news from the outside world so quickly.
“Well, yes.
Not only me, but several nearby Black Lion tribes also knew about it.
Because a group of mysterious guys came to the forest not long ago, spreading the news that Neverwinter was about to be destroyed, and then invited all the tribes to join them.
At present, some tribes such as Black Crow, Gray Wolf, and Moss have chosen to accept the invitation. Many gnolls, trolls, and orcs are also among them. It is said that there are also dragons and giants.
In addition, a hunter claimed to have witnessed a terrible monster deep in the forest. It looked a bit like a frost giant, but it led an army of undead.
Be careful, I can sense that the Neverwinter plague this time may not be as simple as it seems."
The barbarian chieftain blurted out everything he knew.
From this point alone, it is not difficult to see that he has long regarded Neverwinter as an absolute ally.
After all, the huge profits generated by the transactions between the two sides have made the tribe very rich. They cannot afford to lose this important ally, and they do not want to return to the previous hard life where they had to be careful even when eating salt.
After learning this heavy news, Eribes' face changed drastically, and he immediately asked in a hurried tone: "Who are these people? Is their purpose to destroy Neverwinter?"
The chief of the Barbarian tribe smiled bitterly and shook his head: “Sorry, ma'am.
Since we rejected them, they did not reveal any information about themselves.
The only thing we know is that the other party made a promise to all the tribes that joined.
After receiving the promise, these tribes began to mobilize for war.
Right now, the entire Neverwinter Forest has fallen into an unprecedented state of tension, and a war may break out at any time."
"So you think this might be the prelude to some huge conspiracy?"
There was a gleam of anger in Eribes' eyes.
Because from the outbreak of the magic plague to now, the death toll in Neverwinter has risen to nearly four digits.
Among them were patients who died of the disease as well as healthy people who died in small-scale local riots.
"It's not a feeling, but it's basically confirmed.
If nothing unexpected happens, the Neverwinter plague should be a deliberate trick by those mysterious people to attract your attention.
In this way, they could take the opportunity to recruit tribes in the wilderness to form a large army, and then capture Neverwinter in a lightning speed.
Do you see those thicker and taller walls? All the tribes of our Black Lion Clan are now ready for war."
While saying this, the barbarian chief's expression and tone became extremely serious.
You know, in the cruel north, no one dares to joke about war.
Often a war means the permanent physical extinction of a tribe.
Men will be slaughtered without mercy, and women will become slaves of the enemy and tools for venting desires and reproducing offspring.
No sympathy!
No mercy!
There will be no so-called moral and legal constraints! There is only the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak! "Damn it! No matter who is behind this, I swear to make him pay for his crimes."
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Aribes no longer cared about the caravan's affairs, but handed it over to a deputy. He immediately mounted his horse and planned to go back to inform Lord Nasir of the important news.
But on the way back, she was ambushed by the enemy as expected.
boom!!!!!!
Accompanied by the high-temperature flames generated by the explosion of the seventh-ring transmutation magic [Delayed Explosive Fireball], the warhorse under the crotch of the half-elf paladin died on the spot, and he himself was blown into the air by the air wave and then fell heavily to the ground.
Before Aribeth could recover from his dizziness, a group of fully armed ogres rushed out of the woods, waving their giant axes and trying to chop him into meat paste.
There was no doubt that this was a premeditated raid. The enemy even knew the exact time and route of her return to Neverwinter, and the first move they made was a high-level spell with astonishing lethality, obviously intending to kill her once and for all.
Normally, even a high-level warrior of the same level would be seriously injured and fall to the ground if hit by such a delayed-explosion fireball, and it would be impossible for him to get up without thirty seconds to a minute.
But at this time, the advantage of the holy knight's special ability - divine grace - is reflected.
Since they will receive the blessing of the gods of the good camp as long as they reach the LV2 of the profession, the charm attribute of the paladin will significantly increase their immunity to attacks, including magical attacks.
Another easier to understand explanation is that the paladin will receive a warning from the gods a moment before the attack arrives, and then react one step ahead.
So Eribes jumped out of the saddle one second before being hit by the fireball, successfully avoiding most of the damage, and the injury was far less serious than it seemed.
When the ogre's ax was about to chop down, she rolled over to avoid the fatal attack, then drew her weapon and chopped it hard on the monster's popliteal fossa behind the knee.
Puff! Blood splattered everywhere.
The ogre screamed immediately after feeling the pain, and then fell to his knees with a thud. It was obvious that the tendons in his legs had been cut, and he could no longer stand.
Eribes seized this fleeting opportunity, stepped on the other bent knee of the opponent, jumped up and stabbed the sword into the eye, killing this monster which was quite dangerous to most adventurers.
The battle, which lasted less than two or three seconds, fully demonstrated the strength of Neverwinter's strongest warrior.
However, the crisis has not been resolved.
The death of a mere ogre cannot change the current unfavorable situation.
Soon the rest of the ogres roared and launched an attack.
“Kill this woman!”
"I'm going to beat you up!"
"Half-elf meat...delicious!"
Although due to their low intelligence, ogres are regarded as stupid and barbaric by most adventurers.
But that doesn't mean they are easy to deal with.
Especially when the terrifying force is applied to heavy weapons, it can flatten both the person and the armor in one blow. Non-magical protective gear is basically useless, even the most expensive full body armor is no exception.
Unless there are very few guys whose strength attributes exceed the limits of human beings, the only thing they can do when facing the attacks of the ogres is to dodge.
Aribeth was not a man who excelled in strength, so he could only dodge these sharp axes with cold light in a miserable manner, while taking the time to release holy healing to recover from his injuries.
Just as she was looking for an opportunity to launch a counterattack and kill another ogre, the wizard who was lying in ambush in the woods in the distance began to chant a clumsy spell.
not good!
The half-elf paladin, who had extensive experience fighting spellcasters, immediately realized how dire his situation was.
If she couldn't interrupt the opponent's spellcasting concentration immediately, even an illusion or mental magic that could only cause a few seconds of mental confusion would cause her to be hacked to death by the ogre.
Without any hesitation!
Aribeth directly activated the Holy Knight's unique four-ring magic [Holy Sword Technique], allowing the weapon in his hand to emit a golden light that restrains the evil camp.
Seeing this, the ogre immediately covered his eyes and stopped attacking, then quickly retreated with a look of horror on his face.
They just have slightly lower intelligence and cognitive levels, but they are not really fools.
You should know that even an ordinary longsword without any magical blessing will immediately become an artifact with an enchantment level +5 once the [Holy Sword Technique] is released, and it will also cause additional damage to evil creatures.
If hit by such a weapon, even an ogre with his physique would be in great danger.
Taking advantage of the moment when the ogre instinctively stopped attacking, Aribeth quickly locked onto the enemy mage's position and immediately rushed forward to kill this dangerous guy.
But unfortunately, the moment she swung the sword, the magic on the mage's body was instantly activated, and the whole person was teleported to the opposite direction more than thirty meters away.
What's even more terrible is that the other party actually completed the magic at hand at this time, raised his hand and pointed lightly.
The next second...
Eribes felt as if his body suddenly lost weight, and his feet left the ground and floated into the air.
Seventh-ring transformation magic [Anti-gravity]! She immediately confirmed the name and specific effect of the spell.
For a melee profession, there is nothing more disgusting than being hit by [Anti-Gravity].
After losing gravity, melee professions are completely unable to run or move, which is basically equivalent to a living target floating in the sky, at the mercy of the opponent.
Even after Aribeth lost his ability to move, he still had no intention of relaxing. He calmly took out a dagger and cast a necromancy spell filled with negative energy on it. Then he gave himself the ability to defeat the enemy first and threw the dagger out with force.
In a flash!
Eribes, who was floating in the air and unable to dodge, was scratched on the back of his hand by the dagger.
Although the wound was shallow and could only be considered a skin injury at most, the cold negative energy poured into the body and caused serious damage.
The whole person seemed to have turned into a vampire, his skin became extremely pale and without a trace of blood.
"How does [Bone Arrow] taste?"
The wizard grinned in a sinister and smug smile.
Without a doubt, this is a very unpopular six-ring necromancy magic, the effect of which is to add negative energy to ranged weapons, temporarily giving them a +4 enchantment level, and injecting negative energy into the target's body to cause damage.
If taken alone, no one would use a spell like this that is neither high nor low enough.
But if combined with [Anti-Gravity], even the most powerful paladin in Neverwinter would inevitably lose the ability to resist.
"Who are you anyway? Why did you ambush me?"
Eribes asked, enduring the pain caused by the negative energy invading his body.
The wizard replied meaningfully: "Because you know too much. In fact, in our original plan, you could have had a better future. But unfortunately, you ruined it all with your own hands."
"So what the Black Lion clan chief said is true? The magical plague is just a diversion? Your real goal is to recruit a barbarian army to capture Neverwinter?"
Eribes clenched his fists tightly, unable to suppress the anger in his heart.
But the wizard ignored her murderous look and let out a creepy laugh.
"Hahahaha! As Lord Nasir's deputy and the second-in-command of Neverwinter, you are so naive and cute.
Do you think the magic plague is just a diversion?
I admit that there was indeed such an intention.
But more importantly, it is to absorb power to open the seal and welcome the return of the true ancient master of this land."
"The real ruler of this land?"
Erebus quickly recalled the history of Neverwinter and its surrounding areas, but did not find any older civilization.
Because the city's original name was "Aigstor", a typical Luskan word, and "Neverwinter" is the translation of the word into Jondas.
Based on scholars' research on some ancient scrolls and rumors, it can be basically determined that the city was first established by a sun elf named Harus, who led a group of elves to resist the invasion from Luskan and finally died heroically.
Therefore, even if we trace the ownership of the land back further, it will only be the elves.
Humans, as allies, helped the elves resist Luskan's attacks and eventually inherited Neverwinter in a legal manner.
The wizard obviously noticed the confusion and puzzlement on the paladin's face, and raised his chin slightly and said mockingly: "I think you must think that the ancient masters I am referring to are those elves with pointy ears, right?"
"Isn't it true? Besides the elves, there are other races on this land that have established even more ancient civilizations?" Eribes asked back with narrowed eyes.
"Of course!
To be precise, before the elves came to the continent of Faerun, in the Thunder Age, which was even older than the war between giants and dragons, a group of creator races appeared on this land.
At that time, the north was still very warm and humid, with dense tropical jungles everywhere.
Not only did they build the world's oldest civilization and city, but they were also the first to discover the secrets of magic and recorded all the knowledge on scrolls called the Skin of the Cosmic Serpent.
These scrolls later became the famous scrolls of Netheril.
Therefore, the Creator Race is the true ruler of the continent of Faerun, and is older than any other race and civilization.
The so-called humans and elves had merely stolen their land.
Now, the great creator race has awakened from its slumber and will take back everything that belongs to them under the leadership of the great queen. "
When saying this, the wizard's tone suddenly became extremely excited, agitated and fanatical.
After all, no normal person would betray his own race and join the creators of a group of ancient scaly reptile intelligent creatures that cannot even adapt to environmental changes.
Whether it is the snake people and lizard people living on land, or the Naga living in water, they are quite hostile to the civilizations established by humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes and halflings, and regard them as slaves that should be subject to them.
At this moment, Erebus finally understood the purpose of the series of actions in the Magic Plague and Neverwinter Forest.
The other party has one and only one goal, which is to destroy Neverwinter and allow the awakened creator race to once again become the masters of this land.
Because in the entire North, only Neverwinter and its surrounding areas can maintain a relatively warm and humid environment all year round due to geothermal heat.
But unfortunately, even if she knew the truth behind the conspiracy, she couldn't tell anyone now.
Facing the impending death, Eribes showed no fear. Instead, he sneered and retorted, "Don't daydream! Your plan will not succeed! Once Neverwinter is invaded, Lord Nasir will ask for help from the Empire and other city-states in the North.
By then, no matter you or the creator races, you will eventually face an invincible and powerful army and the wrath of His Majesty Soth.
The only thing you will get in the end is destruction."
"ha!
Do you think we haven't thought about the threat from the West Coast Empire? Think carefully, why didn't Lord Nasir immediately ask for help from the Empire when the plague broke out? That old and confused guy has long been influenced and controlled by us.
Once the seal is opened, he will pledge allegiance to the great creator race queen under the control of magic, and announce to the outside world that Neverwinter will break away from the rule of the empire.
The invasion would then become a political event.
In addition to Neverwinter, many lords in the north will follow suit under the control of magic, and maybe even Ghost City will not be able to resist getting involved.
At the same time, tens of thousands of monster armies will rush out of the wilderness and attack human settlements, destroying and burning all houses and farmlands, and killing every living human being, regardless of gender, age or status.
If we take into account the gods who are hostile to the West Coast Empire, the entire North will be in chaos.
The emperor you are talking about can't do anything!"
The wizard proudly told the whole plan.
Obviously, since the Mathematical Olympiad Brotherhood in Luskan had long been uprooted and the entire city was completely incorporated into the Imperial ruling system, these guys chose to drag the City of Ghosts into the water instead.
After all, the relationship between the goddess of night, Shar, and Zuo Si has never been good.
In addition, there may be "old friends" such as the orc gods, the goblin gods, Yeenoghu the king of the gnolls, Kostchy the king of the frost giants, the spider goddess Rose and her "filial" eldest son Velen, the slime god Ghaunadaur, the beast god Mara and so on.
As the empire representing order expanded into the wild north, these guys' faith and influence on the continent of Faerun were greatly weakened.
It makes sense that they would do everything they can to sabotage the Empire's plan to annex the North.
Upon hearing this, Eribes' pupils suddenly dilated, and his face was filled with shock and disbelief.
She couldn't believe it even in her dreams that the other party had planned and completed such a terrible conspiracy right under her nose.
This is no longer just a problem for Neverwinter, but a disaster for the entire northern civilized world.
The wizard obviously enjoyed the pain and despair displayed by the half-elf paladin. He raised his fingers shining with arcane light and planned to deliver the final blow, then used magic to imprison the soul in the corpse to create a powerful death knight.
You know, the corpses and souls of high-level paladins are very valuable things. Even the abyss lords and devil dukes are salivating over them.
But at the critical moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
"Are you sure there's really nothing you can do?"
moment!
A strong feeling of fear, like an instinct, swept through the wizard's brain, causing him to subconsciously turn around and shoot out a series of colorful magic missiles.
But this spell that could cause massive force field damage disappeared without a trace, like a drop in the ocean.
When he saw the other person's true face, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his limbs were stiff and his whole body was cold.
Because the person who came was none other than Zuo Si, who had just rushed over from Neverwinter City.
Seeing the savior coming, Eribes, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, was immediately overjoyed and shouted with his last bit of strength: "Don't let that damn bastard get away! He is one of the masterminds of the whole thing and must know a lot of secrets."
"Don't worry, he can't get away. And I also want to know which gods and demon lords have joined this game."
Zuo Si's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a chilling and dangerous smile.
He originally thought that the plague in Neverwinter was just a small matter caused by a race of creators, and it should be enough to just hand it over to Dumbledore to solve.
But now so many gods and demon lords have suddenly chosen to join in, turning the original minor trouble into a war for control of the North. You can't blame him for having to personally take part in it.
"You...how come you are here?!"
The wizard undoubtedly knew exactly who the young man with black hair and black eyes in front of him was, and even his voice trembled a little.
“Why can’t I be here?
You don't really think that your plan is so perfect that it successfully deceived all the intelligence agencies and spies I planted in the North, do you?
Or did the queen of the creator race you serve, and the gods and demon lords behind you who wanted to make trouble for me, tell you that I would not appear in the North at this critical time? "
As Zuo Si asked his aggressive questions, the air around them seemed to freeze in an instant.
He clearly hadn't done anything yet, but for some reason the wizard's lungs couldn't breathe in air, and the face hidden under the hood began to turn red and purple. He tried several times to activate the teleportation magic to escape, but failed every time.
Because at this moment, the magic net within a radius of several kilometers was completely under Zuo Si's control.
Unless the goddess of magic comes in person at midnight, even the incarnations of other gods will not be able to cast even a single magic or divine art.
But this situation only lasted for less than a minute, and a dark force surged out of the wizard's body, replacing the normal magic web and giving him the power to cast spells again.
Needless to say, this dark force is the shadow magic web controlled by the goddess of night, Shar.
The wizard was teleported hundreds of meters away, holding onto a tree by the roadside and breathing heavily, his eyes filled with unconcealable fear.
He had obviously never been so close to death as he was today.
Especially the feeling of being completely deprived of the ability to cast spells and turning back into an ordinary person in an instant, which makes people so desperate that they want to commit suicide.
However, Zuo Si obviously ignored the frightened mage and instead directed his gaze towards the dark veil that remained in place and had not dissipated.
In just a few seconds, a stunningly beautiful woman wrapped in black translucent gauze appeared out of nowhere. Her white and delicate toes stepped lightly on the soil and leaves, making a slight rustling sound.
"Night...Night Goddess Shar!"
Eribeth obviously recognized this one of the oldest goddesses of creation who represented darkness and evil, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
This was not a reaction out of fear, but the negative energy that had previously entered the body was growing at an unimaginable speed, constantly eroding the little remaining vitality.
After a while, her eyes rolled back and she fell into a deep coma, barely breathing.
Shar, who had descended into the incarnation, hooked her finger, and Erebus, who had lost all ability to resist, floated straight over, allowing the goddess to gently stroke her cheeks and neck, and finally bent down to kiss her on the lips.
After doing all this, Shar smiled and sighed, "A soul that possesses both light and darkness? This is really quite rare.
Add to that her status as a paladin and her beautiful looks, and it's no wonder she piqued your interest.
Dear Soth, it's been a while since we last met, but the evil aura that belongs only to you has become stronger and deeper. "
"Thank you for the compliment. You are still as beautiful, mysterious and fascinating as before."
Zuo Si looked at the other person's almost perfectly proportioned body under the black gauze and bowed slightly in response.
"Hehe, then are you interested in becoming my ally?"
Shar instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared from sight, then suddenly appeared behind Zuo Si and whispered in his ear in a seductive voice.
Zuo Si refused without even turning his head: "I'm sorry, I have no interest in your wish to destroy the world and return everything to darkness.
His Majesty Io, the God above all gods, would not allow such a situation to happen.
So I advise you to stop engaging in such conspiracies and schemes that will anger the people and the world.
This will only make the gods more wary and hostile towards you, and will never succeed.
Besides, have you forgotten that we are enemies?"
Before he finished speaking!
Shar's smiling expression disappeared instantly, replaced by coldness and gloom, and she immediately distanced herself from him.
"So you are determined to go against me?"
"No, I'm not against you, but you are looking for trouble with me.
You should know that I did not take the initiative to attack the Anauroch Desert under the control of the Ghost City, but you crossed the border first.
So you started this war, and I was just forced to fight it."
Zuo Si corrected calmly.
"Very good! Very good! In that case, there is no need to talk further.
I want to see if you and your allies can handle so many opponents at the same time.
You know, this time there are more people who want to join in and teach you a lesson than you can imagine."
After saying that, Shar instantly turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared on the spot.
Seeing this, the wizard in the distance also hurriedly tried to activate the teleportation magic to escape, but he was a step too slow and was pinned to the ground by the force field, unable to move.
Zuo Si slowly walked to the unconscious Eribes, picked him up and cast a powerful healing spell.
In a flash, her pale and bloodless skin turned rosy, and her originally weak heartbeat became stronger and stronger.
Feeling the half-elf paladin's body temperature recovering, Zuo Si sneered and muttered to himself, "Bringing all my enemies together?"
You are really amazing, Shar!
He is worthy of being the most notorious troublemaker in the continent of Faerun.
He never stops for a moment and always does things that hurt others and benefit himself.
But you have obviously made a fatal mistake, that is, I am no longer the same as before, I have the means to deal with gods."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si took Aribes and the captured wizard with him, activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
There is no doubt that Shar's appearance is a disguised declaration of war.
The most important thing right now is to quickly figure out who is involved.
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