"I'm joining!"

After a long silence, Manson was the first to give an affirmative answer.

He was originally an ambitious person, although he had a very deep cooperation with the church of the tyrannical god Bane on the surface, and even the second person in the Santalin Society, Zoball, was Bane's voter, but he still retained an attitude of no one in his bones.

In fact, this is also a common problem for many high-level mages in the Faren Continent.

They are arbitrary, tyrannical, they don't trust anyone but themselves, and their attitude towards the gods is completely different from that of ordinary people, let alone devout beliefs, and one of them almost all aspires to be able to replace the gods.

Even a guy like Ilminster, who serves the Goddess of Magic wholeheartedly, has his own thoughts and intentions in his heart, and does not blindly go along with Mystra.

"I'm joining too!"

After hesitating for a moment, Sazastan quickly made his choice. After all, when it comes to becoming a god, his ambition is no worse than Manson's.

Looking at the strong desire in the eyes of these two powerful spellcasters, Zhang Cheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a slightly playful tone: "Since this is the case, then we can discuss how to kill the gods together." Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary losses, I think it is necessary to avoid those gods who are powerful and have a large number of followers in the material world, and specifically choose gods who are relatively weak and lack allies, such as Hall, the god of revenge, Gargus, the god of coolers, Lilla, the goddess of joy, Miriel, the god of singing, Mara, the god of hunting, and so on. ”

"I think the traitor's name should be added to this list!" Sazastan suggested meaningfully.

There is no doubt that the traitor he refers to is naturally with the help of the storm god Talos, who successfully defected to the lich god of the Red Robe Wizarding Guild, Visharon.

Since the specific name and title of the god are mentioned in the Faren Continent, the god can hear the next few words or even a few words according to the level of divine power, and most people will avoid calling the god by his name when talking about important things.

Although God is not idle and listens to mortals talk about themselves, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

You must know that Visharon and Sazastan almost formed a mortal feud in order to compete for the position of the chief of the necromantic department, so it is not surprising to make such a suggestion.

Whenever the opportunity arises, Sazastan will not easily let go of his former enemies.

"No problem!" Zhang Cheng nodded thoughtlessly.

Anyway, not long after the year of turmoil began, the second generation of the goddess of magic would be killed by the god of guards, Haim, which directly caused the magic net to lose control, and the power of each spellcaster was greatly weakened, and killing Visharen became impossible to possible.

For him, it doesn't matter which god he kills, what matters is being able to uncover the transcendent mysteries of the gods.

"Hehe, great, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"Happy working together!"

"Happy working together!"

......

With a verbal agreement, the trio quickly mobilized their resources to create a secret base in the middle of the complex terrain of the cliff hill, and began to research legendary spells that could kill the gods.

Time flies, more than two months have passed, and although it is still far from success, there is already a little bit of an eyebrow about what kind of interesting energy manifestations of divine power are.

Even during an experiment, Zhang Cheng personally created a trace of energy that was very similar to divine power by twisting the magic net.

However, at this critical moment, a piece of news forced him to put aside his research for a while and return to Luskan alone.

The reason is simple, Artemis Ntreili has finally fulfilled Pasha Puke's commission, and has traveled thousands of miles from Karin Harbor to return to the City of a Thousand Sails to fulfill his promise.

Feeling the calmness and ruthlessness emanating from the killer's body, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask, "You killed Triste?"

"No, I defeated him, but I didn't kill him! You're right! Leave this shadow, it's good for me and for him. Maybe the next time we meet, I'll cut his throat with my own hands. With that, Ntreili gently stroked the gem-encrusted dagger.

After months of training and adaptation, he has perfectly fused the magical energy filled with the reflex nerves with himself, and the whole person looks like a sharp blade inserted in the sheath, once he strikes, the opponent will inevitably have no power to fight back.

"Well done, you've finally fulfilled your deepest desires. Because you're probably going to have to put 120 percent of your energy into the task ahead. Hearing that the Dark Elf Ranger was not dead, Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

In any case, Trist Duchaden was involved in countless forces behind him, even the battle between the gods, and he didn't want to make a fuss at this time.

"Oh, what do you need me to do?" said Euntreili, who had never liked to go around in circles, and bluntly probed.

"It's easy! I need you to make a trip to Baldur's Gate and Amm to contact the Thieves' Guilds in these two places to make sure their intelligence networks are available to me next year. ”

"Intelligence network? Are you looking for someone or something?"

"Yes, but not now. Remember, no matter how excessive they ask, say yes first. If anyone gets in the way, you can talk to him yourself with a dagger, and if necessary, kill a few people. ”

There is no doubt that the reason why Zhang Cheng did this was to be able to find the location of every mortal god who was defeated in the first place.

After all, there are so many gods walking in the Faeron Continent in the turbulent years, especially those small gods with low influence, once they find an inaccessible place to hide, it is even more difficult to find them than to ascend to the sky, and the only thing he can do is to cooperate with the well-informed Thieves Guild as much as possible.

"Got it!" said Ntrili nodded slightly.

Intimidation and threats were originally familiar areas for him, and he didn't need to think too much about them at all.

"Yes, this is a gift I have for you, and I believe that the leaders of those thieves' guilds will be ecstatic when they see it. Zhang Cheng handed over the leather bag containing more than a dozen crystal bottles.

These are all magic potions that have been pumped and air-conditioned in recent times, which can not only greatly increase muscle activity, but also delay the aging of the body, which is exactly the treasure that those thieves guild leaders dream of.

"I'm going to need a month and a half! In a month and a half, you're going to have an intelligence network that covers the entire West Coast. ”

As the last word blurted out, Ntreili turned and disappeared into the hallway of the central minaret's private room.

Looking at his back gradually moving away, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "The Three Gods of Death, the Clay Tablet of Fate, and the God of Gods, Io, I hope you won't disappoint me too much." What God is and why he is immortal, it won't be long before I can decipher the mystery. But before I can do that, I need to find a couple of key people......"

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