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 primitive human 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 axe 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 cancelled."
"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 clan 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 axe 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.
毫无疑问，这是一个非常冷门的六环死灵系魔法，效果是在远程武器上加持负能量，使其暂时获得+4的附魔等级，并将负能量注入到目标体内造成伤害。
如果单独拿出来，像这种高不成低不就的法术压根没有什么人会用。
但如果配合【反重力】，即便是无冬城最强大的圣武士也不可避免失去了反抗能力。
“你究竟是什么人？为什么要伏击我？”
艾瑞贝斯强忍着负能量侵入体内带来的痛苦质问道。
法师意味深长的回答：“因为你知道的太多了。事实上在我们原本的计划中，你本可以有一个更好的未来。但遗憾的是你自己亲手葬送了这一切。”
“所以黑狮氏族部落酋长说的是真的？魔法瘟疫仅仅只是用来转移视线？你们真正的目的是招募一支蛮荒大军攻陷无冬城？”
艾瑞贝斯死死攥紧了拳头，根本无法压抑自己内心之中的怒火。
可法师却无视了她那吃人的眼神发出一阵令人毛骨悚然的笑声。
“哈哈哈哈！ 作为纳西尔领主的副手、无冬城的二号人物，你还真是天真的可爱。
你以为魔法瘟疫就是单纯的转移注意力吗？
我承认的确有这方面的意图。
但更重要的是为了吸取力量打开封印，迎接这片土地真正的古老主宰回归。”
“这片土地真正的主宰？”
艾瑞贝斯迅速在大脑中回忆了一下无冬城及其周围地区的历史，但却并没有找到什么更古老的文明。
因为这座城市最初的名字叫做“艾格斯托”，是一个典型的路斯坎语词汇，而“无冬城”则是把该词汇翻译成琼达斯语。
根据学者们对一些古老卷轴和传闻的研究，基本可以已确定城市最早是由一名叫做哈鲁斯的日精灵建立，他率领一众精灵抵挡了来自路斯坎的入侵最终英勇战死。
所以就算往上追溯土地所有权也只会是精灵。
而人类则是以盟友的身份帮助精灵抵抗路斯坎的攻击，最终以合法的方式继承了无冬城。
法师显然注意到了圣武士脸上的疑惑与不解，微微扬起下巴嘲弄道：“我想你一定以为我指的古老主宰是那些尖耳朵的精灵对不对？”
“难道不是吗？除了精灵，这片土地上还有其他种族建立过更加古老的文明？”艾瑞贝斯眯起眼睛反问。
“当然有！
确切地说是在精灵来到费伦大陆之前，比巨人和巨龙争霸更加古老的雷霆年代，这片土地上曾经出现过一群创造者种族。
那个时候的北地还十分温暖潮湿，到处都是茂密的热带丛林。
他们不仅建造了这个世界最古老的文明和城市，而且还第一个发现了魔法的奥秘，并把所有的知识都记载在一些被称之为寰宇巨蛇皮肤的卷轴上。
这些卷轴就是后来大名鼎鼎的耐瑟瑞尔卷轴。
所以创造者种族才是费伦大陆真正意义上的主宰，比任何其他种族和文明都更加古老。
所谓的人类和精灵不过是窃取了他们的土地而已。
现在，伟大的创造者种族已然从沉睡中醒来，将在伟大女王的带领下夺回属于自己的一切。”
在说这番话的时候，法师的语气顿时变得异常兴奋、激动和狂热。
毕竟正常人也干不出背叛自己的种族，去投靠一群连环境变化都无法适应的古老鳞爬行类智慧生物的创造者。
无论是生活在陆地上的蛇人、蜥蜴人，还是生活在水中的娜迦，对人类、精灵、矮人、侏儒和半身人所建立的文明都相当敌视，并将其视作应该臣服于自己的奴隶。
此时此刻，艾瑞贝斯终于明白了魔法瘟疫和无冬森林中的一系列动作究竟是为了达成何种目的。
对方有且只有一个目的，那就是摧毁无冬城让苏醒的创造者种族再一次成为这片土地的主人。
因为整个北地就只有无冬城及其周边地区因为地热的关系，可以一年四季保持相对温暖潮湿的环境。
但是很可惜，就算她知晓了隐藏在阴谋背后真相，现在也没办法告诉任何人了。
面对即将到来的死亡，艾瑞贝斯没有任何畏惧，反而冷笑着反驳道：“别白日做梦了！ 你的计划不会成功的！ 一旦无冬城遭到大举入侵，纳西尔领主就会向帝国和北地的其他城邦求援。
到时候无论是你也好还是那些创造者种族也罢，最终都将面一支战无不胜的强大军团，以及来自索斯陛下的怒火。
最终你们唯一能得到的东西就只有毁灭。”
“哈！
你以为我们没有想到过来自西海岸帝国的威胁吗？ 好好动脑子想想，为什么纳西尔领主没有在瘟疫爆发的时候就立刻向帝国请求援助？ 那个老迈昏聩的家伙早就已经受到我们的影响和控制了。
一旦封印打开，他就会在魔法的控制下向伟大的创造者种族女王效忠，同时对外宣布无冬城将脱离帝国的统治。
届时入侵就会变成一场政治事件。
除了无冬城之外，许多北地的领主也会在魔法的控制下纷纷效仿，说不定连阴魂城也会忍不住插一脚。
与此同时数以万计的怪物大军也将从荒野中冲出，对那些人类的定居点发起进攻，破坏烧毁所有的房屋和农田，无论男女老幼杀光每一个活着的人类。
如果再算上背后对西海岸帝国抱有敌意的神祇，整个北地都会乱成一团。
你口中的那位皇帝什么都做不了！”
法师洋洋得意的说了全部计划。
很显然，由于路斯坎的奥数兄弟会早就已经被连根拔起，整个城市完全被纳入帝国统治体系，所以这些家伙转而选择了拉阴魂城下水。
毕竟夜之女神莎尔跟左思的关系一直都不太好。
除此之外可能还包括像兽人诸神、地精诸神、豺狼人之王耶诺古、霜巨人之王科斯彻奇、蜘蛛女神罗丝和她“孝顺”的好大儿维伦、软泥怪之神关纳德、兽神玛拉等“老朋友”。
随着代表秩序的帝国向蛮荒的北方扩张，极大削弱了这些家伙对于费伦大陆的信仰与影响力。
他们会竭尽所能破坏帝国吞并北地的计划也就在情理之中了。
听到这些的艾瑞贝斯瞳孔骤然放大，满脸都是震惊和难以置信的表情。
她做梦都不敢相信，对方就这样在自己的眼皮子策划完成了这样一起可怕的阴谋。
这已经不是单纯无冬城的麻烦了，而是整个北地文明世界的灾难。
法师明显十分享受半精灵圣武士所表现出来的痛苦与绝望，抬起闪烁着奥术光辉的手指打算完成最后一击，然后用魔法把灵魂禁锢在尸体中制造一个强大的死亡骑士。
要知道高阶圣武士的尸体和灵魂可是非常有价值的东西，就连那些深渊领主和魔鬼公爵都垂涎三尺。
可就在千钧一发之际，一个熟悉的声音突然从背后传来。
“你确定我真的什么都做不了吗？”
瞬间！
一阵宛如本能般的强烈恐惧情绪席卷了法师的大脑，令其下意识转过身射出了一连串绚丽多彩的魔法飞弹。
但这个能够造成巨量力场伤害的法术却如同泥牛入海消失的无影无踪。
等看清楚对方的真面目，他整个人都如同堕入冰窖四肢僵硬、浑身冰冷。
因为来着不是别人，正是刚刚从无冬城赶过来的左思。
眼见救星到来，原本已经闭目等死的艾瑞贝斯立刻欣喜若狂，用尽自己最后一丝力气大喊道：“千万别让个该死的混蛋跑了！他是整件事情的主谋之一，肯定知晓很多秘密。”
“别担心，他跑不了。而且我也很想知道，究竟有哪些神和恶魔领主加入了这场游戏。”
左思嘴角微微上扬露出了令人不寒而栗的危险笑容。
他原本还觉得无冬城瘟疫背后不过是一支创造者种族搞出来的小事，直接丢给邓布利多解决应该足够了。
但现在突然有如此多的神明和恶魔领主选择加入其中，让原本的小麻烦变成一场争夺北地控制权的战争，那就不能怪他要亲自下场走一遭了。
“你……你怎么会出现在这里？！”
法师无疑很清楚面前黑发黑眸的年轻人究竟是谁，就连声音中都带着一丝颤抖。
“我为什么不能出现在这里？
你该不会以为自己的计划真的天衣无缝，成功骗过了我安插在北地所有的情报机构和探子吧？
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.