Chapter 723: Eribes's Revenge (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)


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You are the master of all flames in this world!

It is the protector of the soul! It is the symbol of the cycle of life and death and eternal immortality!

We sincerely pray to you here! Praise your amazing power!

Longing to gain your favor!

Please come into this world!

This is the call of all believers!"

…

Accompanied by the almost fanatical shouts of millions of werewolves and goblins, a ball of magical flame that had been burning for years in the center of the underground city community of the Athkatla Mage Tower suddenly exploded with a bang, transforming into a phoenix emitting scorching heat, which flew over heads under the gaze of countless eyes.

The golden flames and awe-inspiring majesty all proved that this was a genuine god.

Especially after years of worship and belief, all the werewolves and goblins could clearly feel their connection with God, and they were all moved to tears.

Because of the initial brutal cleansing, domestication and isolation policies, they had no idea of the names of the goblin gods or other gods, let alone who they should pray to so that their souls would have a home after death.

The only thing that can be done is to pray to Bennu, the Phoenix God, over and over again as required, but he will never respond at all, day after day, year after year.

Today, all the persistence and hard work have finally paid off.

To be precise, they finally had their own God and no longer had to worry about what happened after death.

It is obvious that all this was deliberately arranged by Zuo Si, or it could be said to be a strategy.

According to the usual style of Io, the Crystal Wall God of the planet Toril, he would usually not reject the coming of a god who has a large and firm group of believers in the continent of Faerun.

So he deliberately forced these goblins and werewolves to become believers of the Phoenix God Bennu, and then tried to enter after a period of time.

It has to be said that this strategy is undoubtedly quite successful.

Judging from the process of Bennu's descent, the Supreme God Io did not even show up, but directly allowed him to descend as an incarnation and establish a stable connection with the entire crystal wall system.

The huge golden flame phoenix soared above the underground city for a few minutes, and after promoting some believers with sufficient perception attributes to serve as priests, it quickly shrank in size and landed steadily beside Zuo Si, lowering its head slightly and greeting him in a slightly crisp voice: "Father..."

"How, with your current number of believers, what level of divine power can you maintain in this world?" Zuo Si asked directly.

"It looks like a medium-level divine power. But within your range of influence, you can obtain additional supplements from other time and space to restore to a strong divine power."

After thinking for a moment, Benu quickly gave an accurate answer.

After all, in Faerun, a place with special rules, no matter how powerful the foreign gods are, if they want to transfer their divine power in, they need the support of local believers and influence.

In other words, if a powerful divine power in the outer plane has only tens of thousands of believers in Faerun, then he will most likely only be able to exert the power of a demigod within the crystal wall. If there are hundreds of thousands, then he will almost be at the level of a weak divine power.

In order to become a powerful god, at least millions of believers are needed, and at the same time, almost one-third or even more than half of the world's population must know the name of God and at least partially agree with the teachings preached by God.

This is also the reason why some gods have a lot of believers but are still unable to become powerful gods.

But there are other gods who appear to have very few believers, but they still have a place in the powerful divine power.

The key lies in whether the priesthood and doctrine have universal value, whether they will be recognized by ordinary people and used as a code of conduct in daily life.

The most representative ones include Tyr, the god of justice, Midnight, the goddess of magic, Oghma, the god of knowledge, Tempus, the god of war, and Shar, the goddess of night.

Tyr represents the most simple desire for justice and fairness in the hearts of ordinary people; Midnight is the embodiment of the magic network. As long as people still use magic, whether it is arcane or divine, it is equivalent to recognizing the rules she has established in this field;

Oghma symbolizes knowledge, wisdom and invention, and is the driving force of social progress and development;

The god of war Tempus is the embodiment of war and fighting, and these two things are rooted in the genes of every intelligent race. As the saying goes, where there are people, there is conflict, and the conflicts of many people together will evolve into war; Shar represents almost all the dark sides of the human nature of intelligent life.

All of the above are not due to monopolizing the beliefs of a certain race and becoming a powerful divine power, but because their priesthood and doctrines have been widely recognized by mortals.

As Bennu has monopolized the faith of all goblins and werewolves, the number of believers is definitely sufficient.

However, his influence is still too small, and most mortals don't even know that there is another god in the continent of Faerun.

However, unlike the calm mortal world, the reaction of the gods was like an uproar.

After all, this wasn't the birth of a newly insignificant demigod, but rather the emergence of a medium-level divine power out of nowhere.

Almost all the gods want to find out where this Phoenix God who calls himself Bennu came from, what his camp, priesthood and doctrines are, so as to confirm whether he will be an enemy or a like-minded ally in the future.

Talona, Midnight, Woking and Oghma, who were closely related to Zuo Si, had obviously known about the existence of Bennu for a long time, but they did not make it public for the sake of confidentiality.

Obviously, Zuo Si summoned the God of Phoenix to Faerun at this time for two main purposes.

The first one is naturally to provide divine support to players who have chosen the priest profession, and the other is to prepare for the upcoming head-on confrontation.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and gently stroked the flaming feathers on Benu's body that were enough to melt and evaporate steel, and instructed in an emotionless tone: "Don't expose our relationship yet.

Try to act like a new god who has just arrived and doesn't know much about everything.

In this case, a goddess who is good at deception and conspiracy will definitely find ways to lure you into becoming my enemy.

And what you have to do is to use your own tactics to get inside the other team and help me figure out who is in this alliance."

"You want me to be a spy?"

Benu's tone revealed a strong sense of surprise.

Because he had never done such a thing since he was born, and he had no idea whether his mind and brain could outwit these old bastards who might have lived for who knows how long.

Zuo Si nodded with a playful smile on his face: "That's right.

Although I have reached a secret agreement with the winter goddess Auril in private.

She will pretend to join this alliance that is against me and act as a spy.

But I still think it's better to have someone you can trust.

After all, the furious gods all have a bit of madness and capriciousness.

This can be seen from the fact that the other party lives in an outer plane such as the Noisy Tunnel.

So I have to be prepared to take control of the situation and not rely on a guy who has no fixed position to win."

"Understood."

A blinding golden light flashed in Benu's eyes, and then he turned into a ball of ember and disappeared on the spot.

As the only true god on the magical earth, and even the embodiment of the planet's will, he was created by Zuo Si through the life magic he learned from his cheap teacher Sorin Markov. Therefore, he has always been obedient to his father and has never done anything rebellious.

As soon as the Phoenix God left, the Nature Goddess Nimidona returned to the Mage Tower through interdimensional teleportation and reported directly: "Father, I have sent those interesting guys to the designated area as you requested. As for whether they can adapt to the cruel environment of Shura Field and the Abyss, and whether they can survive the siege of demons, orcs and goblin-like creatures, it is unknown."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the purpose of releasing them is to create chaos. It would be best if there are unexpected surprises. Even if I fail, it doesn't matter."

Zuo Si had a relaxed expression on his face, without a trace of nervousness at all.

Since he had already visited almost all the outer planes, he had a deep understanding of how dangerous and harsh the environment of the Abyss and Shura Field was.

There is no need to say much about the Abyss, the devil's hometown. The diversity brought about by its evil and chaotic nature is second to none even in the multiverse.

Even the devil himself doesn't know what kind of emergency he might encounter in the next second.

When traveling in a place like this, luck is often far more important than strength.

In contrast, the Shura Field is a strange place where a large number of iron blocks float in the air. The iron blocks often collide with each other, and huge echoes linger throughout the plane and mix with the shouts of the army's clashes.

Its essence is conflict and war.

The orc gods, goblin gods, and armies of other warlike gods engage in endless fighting here.

All creatures in this plane can gain rewards from the will of the plane as long as they harm other hostile creatures.

The most well-known one is that each time you kill a creature, you gain temporary life equal to half of your own health.

The more you kill, the more rewards you get, and they can be stacked infinitely, greatly reducing the probability of a strong person being drowned by massive cannon fodder.

In the absence of powerful spellcasters, a high-level warrior can often directly enter the mowing mode in the Shura Field plane and slaughter an army by himself.

Until he met a warrior as powerful as him and started an epic duel.

"You want to use these players to reignite the internal fighting between your enemies?"

Nimidona asked in a not very sure tone.

Zuo Si nodded decisively: "Yes.

After all, according to the information currently known, this group of guys who have temporarily united to become my enemy are not a united group.

Many of them are still enemies even now.

In addition, the Chaos Camp has always lacked rationality and is very prone to overreacting under impulse, so it is natural to try to divide them.

For example, the eternal war between the orc gods and the goblin gods has been going on for a long, long time.

Although the intensity of the conflict has suddenly decreased recently, the conflict and hatred between the two sides still exist and are very, very sharp.

If a stick suddenly comes in to stir things up, guess what will happen? The same principle can be applied to the demon lords who are busy fighting among themselves.

Remember, never treat your enemies as a whole, that will only make them more united.

Just the opposite!

We must find ways to find possible conflicts between them, and then do our best to provoke and intensify them, and ultimately achieve the goal of dividing and disintegrating them and defeating them one by one."

"I see! I think I understand what you mean."

Nimidona showed a thoughtful expression, and subconsciously clenched the +5 secondary artifact compound bow in her hand that could shoot killing arrows.

She was obviously ready to "defeat" those demon lords one by one, and use the death of the enemies to announce to the entire Abyss what the consequences would be for those who dared to be an enemy of her father.

Don't be fooled by the calm and indifferent appearance of the gods' servants.

She is not a lawful and good Seraph. Deep down, she actually believes in the cruel law of survival of the fittest in nature and has no aversion to killing.

"You should stay in the Mage Tower for the time being and don't go wandering around the outer planes anymore. I need someone to stay here."

After that, Zuo Si ended his conversation with Nimidona and returned directly to his own room on the upper floor of the Mage Tower.

Because Eribes, who had been lying here in a coma for a long time, finally woke up.

"Where am I?"

The half-elf paladin struggled to get up from the bed and looked around, confusion in his eyes.

But soon, she felt a sharp pain in her head, and then she screamed and collapsed to the ground. A large number of images, which she couldn't tell whether they were hallucinations or memories, kept appearing in front of her eyes.

In just a few minutes, her nightgown was torn off by sweat. Her eyes quickly turned from confusion to anger. Her originally pale lips turned dark blue for some reason. Even the expression on her face was no longer bright and holy, but exuded a strong sense of darkness.

"This is Athkatra, you are in my mage tower."

Zuo Si stood aside and carefully observed the drastic changes happening to the other person. He was basically certain that this was 100% related to the kiss from the goddess of the night, Shar.

Or it could be said that Shar aroused the dark side that already existed in her heart.

"No!!!! How could Van Swick do this! Has he forgotten the oath he made? This is a blatant betrayal! I will never forgive him!"

Eribes roared hysterically like a madman.

You don't need to ask to know what the image she just saw was.

As one of the masterminds behind the plague in Neverwinter, Shar naturally knew everything that happened in a certain inn, and then used this incident as an inducement to make the paladin be engulfed by extreme anger and sadness.

This is a tried and tested method used by evil gods, demon lords and devil dukes.

In particular, Shar used her divine power to amplify this negative emotion.

Looking at the woman in front of him who had lost the grace and glory of God, Zuo Si couldn't help but remind her: "I think you should know that this is a conspiracy. Both you and Van Swick are just victims."

“Victim? Hahahaha!

You're actually making excuses for him? Look at how this bastard enjoys his cheating!

He even abandoned the man I loved from the bottom of my heart! On top of that, he became Deszel's accomplice in spreading the plague in Neverwinter!

Countless civilians died painfully because of his stupidity and incompetence!

Damn the law and the trial! I will kill Van Swick myself! "

It was obvious that Eribes had already formed a preconceived idea at this moment and would not listen to any advice at all. A twisted and hateful expression appeared on his face.

Apparently, this is one of the reasons for her sudden fall, abandoning her original belief in law, order and justice and intending to lynch a man who did not deserve the death penalty.

According to the teachings of Tyr, the god of justice, such behavior is undoubtedly strictly prohibited.

Zuo Si shook his head slightly and asked, "But what would happen if we killed him?

Can you get happiness and satisfaction from it? Hatred is the stupidest and most meaningless emotion in the world.

Not only will it affect your rationality, but it will also make you fall into pain and internal friction and unable to extricate yourself.

I'm not saying don't seek revenge, I'm just telling you there's no need to torture yourself for those who hurt you."

Never let yourself fall into hatred towards a certain person or group. Instead, analyze the problem from the perspective of interests. Even former enemies can be temporarily turned into friends as long as there are enough benefits. This is the principle that Zuo Si has always adhered to.

Even if a close relative betrayed him, or even caused him a major crisis and loss, he would simply imprint the other person's name in his mind and wait for an opportunity to settle the score later.

As for hatred...

Sorry, this emotion was completely abandoned when I was an apprentice in the floating city of Plantia.

Because there is no love or hate in the world without reason.

When a person hates another person deeply, he first needs to have real emotional investment.

But after going through so much, Zuo Si would never pour too much emotion into anyone, nor would he give too much trust to anyone.

This means that from the very beginning, whether it is betrayal or failure, it is within his psychological expectations, and there is no need to feel hatred or disappointment.

But Eribes, who had been smooth sailing since receiving the calling, obviously did not have such psychological qualities, and had never experienced betrayal from people close to him.

She suddenly raised her head and said through gritted teeth: "Since Vanswick betrayed me and made me feel so painful! Then as a fair exchange, I will also betray him and make him feel the same pain!"

"Oh? What are you going to do?"

Zuo Si showed a very surprised expression.

He was very curious about what extraordinary actions the other party would take now that the situation had changed.

Tear!

Along with the sound of cloth being torn, Eribes took off all his clothes in a very violent manner and stood there naked.

“It’s very simple.

I'm going to cheat on you as Van Swick's fiancée.

Then I told him the truth, and forced him to fulfill the agreement and hold the wedding to become my legal husband while I was pregnant.

I want to humiliate him severely!

Let everyone in Neverwinter and even the North know what happened in this engagement! Let him lose his reputation and become a laughing stock, so that he can no longer serve as a priest of Tyr, the god of justice!

Come, your great emperor, lord of the ninth layer of Baator and devil prince, I need you now.

In return, from now on you will be the dark lord to whom I will serve, and I will dedicate my faith and even my soul."

After saying this, a dark red aura that symbolized evil suddenly began to flash inside Eribes' body, followed by a ball of fire from the Hell of Baator that enveloped the entire person.

Without any hesitation or wavering, she walked up to him with firm steps, put her arms around Zuo Si's neck and began her revenge.

Although it was her first time, this half-elf woman behaved extremely proactively, roughly, and wildly, to the point of being self-abuse.

It felt like the darkness and depravity that already existed in the soul was completely aroused.

…

At the same time, far away in the endless wilderness, forests and mountains of the North, the released Fourth Calamity has begun to exert its terrifying destructive power.

In just a few days, many areas have fallen into extreme chaos beyond anyone's expectations.

More than hundreds of moving monster tribes inexplicably lost contact, and those that had gathered together to form a large scale were harassed and assassinated from morning to night.

Even though the chiefs sent out wargs, goblin dogs, winter wolves and other canine creatures with a keen sense of smell to patrol around the clock, and successfully killed many thieves, assassins and rangers who lurked in, it still had little effect.

After all, for a group of players who have the ability to resurrect, dying a few times doesn’t matter.

But once you successfully assassinate a high-value target, you can not only gain considerable experience points, but also obtain valuable magic items, which is simply a huge profit.

Be aware that not all worlds have as many magical items, equipment, scrolls, potions, and materials as Faerun.

Right now, a team of twelve people had just completed an ambush on a goblin tribe of more than two hundred people. One bear goblin and ten giant goblins were almost wiped out in the first moment.

When the remaining ordinary goblins saw that all their leaders had been killed, they naturally took the initiative to scatter and escape.

Normally, no adventurer or mercenary would chase after a group of ordinary goblins who had lost their will to fight and had nothing valuable on them.

But the players are obviously different.

In their opinion, these small monsters that are easy to kill are all mobile experience points. How can they be wasted?

As a result, the rangers, druids, and mages in the team immediately started chasing with their animal companions and magical pets.

Before long, the ground was littered with corpses. Even the poor creatures that had hid in the bushes or tree holes were pulled out and executed one by one.

"Hehe! I just like killing these monsters that have lost the will to resist. I don't want to take any risks at all."

A warrior wearing half armor, his face stained red by splattered blood, grinned and let out a creepy laugh.

At his feet lay a dozen mutilated goblin corpses. Some of them were not even dead yet, but their limbs had been cruelly chopped off and they were twitching, wailing and begging for mercy.

But unfortunately, their ugly appearance and foul smell make it difficult for people to sympathize with them.

If it were a cute squirrel, rabbit, bobcat, lynx, caracal, or wolf cub, players might suddenly be kind enough to let it go, or even generously throw a couple of pieces of meat to feed it.

There's nothing we can do about it, since we humans are typical appearance-oriented creatures.

Otherwise, why do so many people have nothing better to do than to protect rogue cats and dogs that may pose a threat to humans and their children, but no one has ever advocated protecting insects such as spiders, centipedes and dung beetles that are friendly to humans?

To put it bluntly, cats and dogs look cuter and more in line with human aesthetics, while insects such as spiders, centipedes, and dung beetles do not conform to human aesthetics and even make people feel scared.

"Look, there's still a survivor!"

Another thief lifted an underage goblin from the ground by the ankle.

The latter was obviously terrified, crying and begging these terrible adventurers not to kill him.

"Oh - damn! These monsters have children?"

The women in the team showed expressions of pity.

"How fresh! If they don't have children, how do they survive and reproduce? I just killed several of them. Although the experience points given are a little less, every little bit counts."

As he spoke, a warlock kicked twice the corpse of an underage goblin who had died from a pierced heart at his feet, without a trace of emotion on his calm face.

"Hou Lixie! You are such a cold-blooded and cruel killer. Look how pitiful this little guy is. Can't we just let him go?"

The woman rolled her eyes at her teammates in annoyance.

But the warlock retorted disapprovingly: "Release it? Let it starve to death in this wilderness or be eaten by other beasts? Don't be silly, killing it is the real mercy, and it won't waste precious experience points."

"But can't we adopt it? Recruit natives like those old players and train them into useful talents? It's so small that it should be able to become a good thief after training."

The woman cautiously made another suggestion.

Hearing this, the soldier immediately couldn't help but complain: "My dear, you are really imaginative.

Look around, we just killed this little monster's entire family, even his parents and siblings.

How do you think it will repay us after it is trained to be a thief?

With a guy like this in the team, I guess I would have to keep one eye open even when sleeping.

Otherwise, there is a high possibility that your throat will be cut by a sharp dagger in your sleep."

The thief not far away urged impatiently: "What are you going to do? Give me a definite answer!"

"Oh - never mind, let me send it off myself."

The woman sighed slightly, walked straight to the thief, lifted him high above her head as if she was holding a child, then closed her eyes and suddenly threw a large rock at the ground at lightning speed.

Bang! In an instant, the brains splattered everywhere, and the goblin's head exploded and he died on the spot.

After doing all this, she immediately changed her previous compassionate and sympathetic look and said in a nonchalant tone: "Not bad, I gave you two experience points, which is not a small amount for a little monster that has no ability to resist."

"Ah?! Were you pretending to be like that before?"

The thief was completely stunned by the amazing operation of my female teammate.

"What else? You don't think I would really sympathize with an ugly, smelly monster? They are nothing more than experience points in my eyes."

The woman glanced at the corpse on the ground with a disdainful expression.

The evil, indifference, and disdain for life emanating from his bones made the Zhentarim spies hiding in the trees far away feel fear and trepidation from the bottom of their hearts.

Although he himself is quite evil and has done many heinous things.

But compared with these guys who suddenly appeared from nowhere, he still seemed too kind.

Moreover, this spy dared to swear that if he cast a camp detection spell on the opponent, a red and black light would light up 100%, symbolizing extreme evil.

Horrible! It's really horrible!

After realizing what kind of ruthless people he was monitoring and observing, he quickly went into stealth mode and turned to run towards a nearby stronghold.

They were afraid that if they walked too slowly they would be discovered and follow in the footsteps of those goblins who were tragically exterminated.

Needless to say, this lucky Zhentarim spy made the right judgment.

Because at this moment, many of his colleagues had been caught by players because of their poor stealth skills, and then they had to experience a whole set of "big memory recovery skills", telling everything they should and should not explain, just to give themselves a good time.

It would be considered "lucky" if it fell into the hands of a player from the magical earth.

At least they still retain normal human emotions and some moral bottom line.

In comparison, those players who come from the Warhammer universe, have tasted darkness and despair, and have strong hostility towards alien creatures are the real horror.

For example, a team descended on the mountains north of the Miral River near the Spine of the World.

They used local materials, their knowledge of chemistry and the equipment they carried with them to build a crude poison gas workshop, and were using deadly poison gas to deal with a coalition of gnolls, kobolds, half-giants and hill giants entrenched in a cave.

Because the air outlet had been blocked in advance, when the colorless and odorless deadly gas poured into the cave, the kobolds with the worst physical condition were the first to begin to show symptoms such as chest tightness, headache, nausea and vomiting, followed by falling down in large groups, and eventually died from muscle spasms and respiratory failure.

By the time the werewolf reacted and wanted to run away, his limbs were already weak from inhaling too much poison gas, and he lost the ability to move before he ran far.

Even if one or two lucky people with better physical fitness come to the cave entrance, they will only see that it has been completely blocked, with only a black hole left for transporting poisonous gas.

What's even more terrible is that since this is the source of the poison gas, the closer you get to the air, the higher the concentration of the poison gas, and the more serious the damage to the body. Even if a hill giant rushed here, he would be basically dying and would not have the strength to break open the sealed entrance.

In the end, these monsters that were enough to pose a huge threat to any town were all killed quietly.

When the sealed cave entrance was opened, there was no living thing except corpses with painful expressions on the ground.

After the poison gas in the cave had almost dissipated, a group of players wearing gas masks entered and checked one by one. After confirming that there were no survivors, one of them walked straight to the leading man, gave a standard imperial military salute, and reported loudly: "Captain, according to your order, we have killed all the monsters in this cave with poison gas. We have obtained a total of three magic items and twelve scrolls. The rest are basically ordinary leather armor and iron weapons."

"Very good! Collect the spoils and immediately order our people to move to the next place where the monsters gather. By the way, urge the logistics department to quickly produce more poison gas. I want to kill all the monsters in these mountains without leaving a single one alive."

The man called the Captain grinned with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

It is obvious that these guys were members of the Human Empire's Astra Militarum when they were alive.

It was just that due to various reasons, either they said something they shouldn't have said, or they violated military law, or they were simply persecuted, in short, all of them were sent to the hands of Zuo Sixuo's oil clone as soul currency.

Some of them had long been accustomed to war, and were even addicted to war and killing. They were simply unable to live an ordinary life, so they chose to make a deal with Zuo Si.

The characteristic of this type of people is that they have basically participated in battles with aliens such as orcs and Tyranids and survived to the end. Their combat effectiveness, fighting will, and the degree of mutual cooperation and tacit understanding between them and their companions can be imagined.

It is no exaggeration to describe them as the elite among the elite.

The most important thing is that Zuo Si admired these guys' unscrupulous means of warfare.

As long as they can kill more enemies quickly, they don't care whether they use chemical gas or nuclear weapons that can cause radioactive pollution to the environment.

There is no doubt that killings like this are just the tip of the iceberg across the North.

Almost every ten minutes or so, a monster tribe would be completely wiped out.

Not to mention the monsters, even the many hostile barbarian tribes were treated equally, directly killing all the adult warriors who participated in the attack and leaving only the women and children.

This group of released fourth plagues not only surprised Shar and other gods and demon lords who were planning to launch a full-scale attack in the North, but also frightened many towns.

Especially when these adventurers and mercenaries who came from nowhere came to claim the bounty with a whole sack of monster ears, noses or tongues, the scene was really a bit too scary and shocking.

And if they could easily kill so many monsters, it would naturally be possible for them to seize control of a town by force.

All of a sudden, a large number of letters for help were sent to the imperial cabinet.

Even Khelben and Lyra from Waterdeep and Alustriel from Silvermoon City specifically used communication magic to ask Zuo Si what had happened.

After all, there are only a few people in the entire North.

Anyone who is not a fool knows that it is impossible for tens of thousands of elite adventurers to suddenly appear in such a remote place. There must be someone behind the scenes.

The biggest suspect among them is naturally the emperor of the West Coast Empire himself.

"What do you think Soth is trying to do this time?"

Alustriel looked at the latest intelligence, his face full of shock, confusion and puzzlement.

She was currently standing in the living room of the Black Rod Tower in Waterdeep, discussing the recent strange situation in the North with two other elects of the Goddess of Magic.

Leila held her forehead confused and smiled bitterly: "Don't ask me, I am a little.

Because so far, South has not made any response.

In any case, it will definitely not be as simple as slaughtering monsters and barbarian tribes.

He always likes to maximize benefits when doing things.

Even if we want to reduce the number of monsters and barbarian tribes in the north, we should capture as many captives as possible and use them as free laborers. "

Alustriel nodded in agreement: "You are right, something must have happened that we don't know about."

"Could it be related to the recent outbreak of plague in Neverwinter?"

Khelben interjected, stroking his thick black beard.

Since leaving the Harper Alliance, he has established another intelligence organization, Moonstar, with his followers, and even made a deal with the tyrant of the Moon Sea, Fuzor Chamberlain, so he has heard some rumors.

"The plague of Neverwinter?"

Alustriel was stunned for a moment, and then looked thoughtful.

Because when dealing with this matter, Lord Nasir's reaction was really a bit confusing. He neither asked for help from the West Coast Empire, nor did he let the Talona Church, which was the most proficient in this field, intervene. Instead, he simply sealed off the city and isolated it.

Sensing the problem, Alustriel immediately asked in an uncertain tone, "So Soth's abnormal behavior is revenge? Just like when he used the magic plague to kill almost all the orcs in the North?"

"No, it could be much more serious than that.

Because according to the reports from my spies, these adventurers who came from nowhere number at least hundreds of thousands, and their number is constantly increasing.

If nothing unexpected happens, they should all come from another world.

This is not just about reducing the number of monsters in the north, but about completely exterminating all monster species from Waterdeep to the north of Baldur's Gate.

Such crazy killing will undoubtedly anger many gods and demon lords.

In a way, it's almost like a declaration of war."

Khelbourne stated his judgment directly.

"Goddess! Is Soth crazy? No, I have to find him and ask him clearly."

Alustriel subconsciously wanted to activate the teleportation magic to go to the palace in Calin Port or the wizard tower in Askatla.

But Leila interrupted her almost reckless behavior: "Don't be impulsive. Have you forgotten that Soth has not made any response to this matter so far? From what I know about him, either he is very busy and has no time, or it is not convenient for him to reveal too much. Wait patiently for a few days..."

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