The first time I stood under the fortress of Barato, and saw the distorted golden-red eyes at the top of the fortress wrapped in a mist like flames, looking down on the earth indifferently, anyone would feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

In the depths of those red golden pupils, there is a deep darkness that will sink at a glance, and there is a power that makes the soul tremble.

Ilminster carefully avoided its gaze, dressed like an ordinary down-and-out mage, limping through the streets of Waterdeep, occasionally avoiding the Drow patrols wrapped in hideous armor. He didn't even dare to use those useful magic tricks to avoid being discovered by the Eye of Morgoth in the sky.

The Eye of Arcane, which hangs atop the tower of Bathol's fortress, rules the web of Waterdeep. Ilminster could feel the fierce throbbing heat of the silver fire, which was Mistra's rage. This Eye of Darkness is a projection of the left eye sent to the stars by Morgoth on the ground, and within its line of sight, everything is difficult to hide.

It is the Eye of the Magic Web, usurping a part of the power of the Magic Web like a virus, and desecrating Mistra's throne to some extent, and the last person to do so concocted the famous "Casas Divine Magic", which directly led to a sinking death of Mystra. The Eye of the Magic Web is like a cancer, parasitic in Mistra's body......

The power of the Mystery Lock with the Magic Eye as the core makes Ilminster dare not reveal any traces, whether it is Helast. The black robe, or the fallen Kelburn. The Black Rod didn't mind taking him to please their master. In the Lock, even the intact Ilminster has no chance of winning, not to mention that he is now seriously injured.

The streets are infested with dark demons, with heavily armored armoured legions of orcs and ogres stationed outside the city, and Drow, Necromancy, and the Bloody Hand inside.

Morgoth's lackeys are cruel and cunning, and they are almost numb to the order He has set under the harsh rule of the Lord of Darkness. Under the rule of this 'iron law', Waterdeep was unexpectedly peaceful, not so much that he ruled the city in tolerance, but that he didn't care.

The dark lord made strange demands of 'seriousness, liveliness' to his subordinates, making these bloody and brutal monsters. Had to do all sorts of comical acts, they brutally cleansed the city while being as funny and ridiculous as clowns.

Poorly dressed and wearing a uniform no more than three yards of cloth.

Necrons planting flowers in their skulls.

Forever elegant, smiling, well-dressed member of the Bloody Hand.

The city has an unusually strange and magical beauty and atmosphere, a feeling that Ilminster can't even describe: first and foremost, beauty, the ubiquitous aesthetics that the Lord of Darkness has turned into a city that practices his aesthetics. The dark, quiet, floating art of the stars and the sea seems to be frozen in time and flowing in the world.

The tireless necromancer, transforming the city, moving it further and further away from the world, with blood, flowers, cruelty. Darkness, chants and poems decorate it. Praise it with the beauty of life. City of Eternal Night!

Walking through the city, Ilminster felt quiet and ethereal from the depths of his heart, and even his mind was stretched a distance, and his mind was frozen here. He could feel the poetry that the Lord of Darkness had written on it, a hymn to the darkness.

Ilminster was not deceived by appearances, and was genuinely troubled and wary of all this oddity. The Dark Lord is by no means different from those abyssal demons and evil, he is more hidden and deceptive, and the good order aura in the Dark Lord may not be a joke.

Skirting the square where the banshees were singing, and carefully avoiding the undead who tended to the flowers and plants on the side of the road, Ilminster turned into the roadside Tavern of Dragons and Beauty. This is a relatively safe stronghold for harpists, and thanks to the pride of the Lord of Darkness, it has not been liquidated and attacked.

"The tavern is closed! Come back another day! Just as he pushed open the heavy oak door of the tavern, the bartender's hoarse voice came from the counter.

"It's so cold, let me have a hot drink and go!" Ilminster rubbed his hands together and stepped into the tavern door, where the fire of the fireplace was blazing, and the smell of burning oak carried a warm scent that comforted him. Several travelers, shrouded in cloaks and robes, sat around the fireplace, looking back at him.

"It's so cold! The streets are full of bone sticks with no body temperature, oh! And the cold banshee, this year's winter is colder than usual......" Just as Ilminster was chattering like a normal drinker, a long sword with frost was placed on his shoulder, "Who are you?" No one has seen you here! ”

"That's not necessarily ......," Ilminster laughed and took off his hood, "Erastro, it's been so long since we've seen each other, have you forgotten your old friends?" He quickly hung his coat on the shelf and locked the tavern door with his backhand.

But the cold blade made him stop and hug him warmly, and Erasdra even pulled out the blade this time, "What good news have you brought us?" My husband betrayed? Or is it the warm welcome that Waterdeep welcomes us? She handed the blade forward, pushing Ilminster against the corner, "You have to give me an explanation for Kelburn's matter, and you have to give an explanation to the goddess!" ”

"I will! Lady Supreme. Ilminster had to raise his hands, "As you have said, we have suffered a terrible defeat in the confrontation with the darkness. The City Guards and City Sentinels betrayed us first, then the Guilds, a significant number of whom chose to wait and see, and we and the Great Temples rebelled, but darkness flooded over us. ”

"But this has nothing to do with Kelburn's betrayal!" Erasdra said angrily.

"In Kelburn's hand is the Ring of the Lord of Darkness, a brass ring that represents one of the nineteen rings of His power in evil and darkness. It has the power of demagogy, and no one can withstand this temptation, because it is part of the essence of the universe, and the stronger it is, the more tempted it is, until your soul also sinks into it, and Kelburn is captured by this power! ”

"When he tried to use this power to get rid of the pollution of the dark nature of the plane brought to him by the Dark Lord, he sank!"

Erastro looked at him calmly, and finally removed the blade from Ilminster's shoulder, "I hope you can help him, the power of the goddess is severely rejected here, and we need your wisdom." The power of the Lord of Darkness grows stronger by the day, and as soon as the Eye of Morgoth in the sky exists, countless monsters are called to become captives of His power. ”

Ilminster looked around and saw two men sitting on either side of the fireplace, a tall mysterious mage with a staff in hand, and a lady with a slender figure.

"The Dark Lord is always watching here, and you don't hesitate to risk exposure, what is it for?"

"For the light!"

The mystic mage spoke, he stood up from his chair, his height was too tall to stretch out in the room, and he walked over to Ilminster a little awkwardly, "To fight against the hope of the dark lord Mirkor!" ”

When he approached Ilminster, Ilminster's eyes widened in shock, because he saw the same face as Chen Ang, but this 'Chen Ang' was more sacred, his face was more handsome, and there was a suffocating tension all over his body. Even in the dimly lit hut, there was holy light.

"Don't be surprised, this is Saruman, the white-robed wizard, an ally promised by the gods against Mirkor!" Erastro quickly stopped Ilminster's overreaction, and she introduced Ilminster.

Chen Ang nodded calmly, his current identity was that of the bright and good part, although the one with the Supreme Ring was also the Lord of Darkness, but it was only an identity formed by a part of his power attached to the Ring. "Hello, Grand Sage of the Valley of Shadows." Chen Ang nodded, and the hood slipped off his head, revealing his full appearance.

"Hello, Venerable Elven Archwizard!" Ilminster's eyes were uncertain, he looked at Chen Ang and the other black-robed man, his eyes were undoubtedly focused on Chen Ang's slightly pointed ears, which represented the divine essence of kindness and light, as well as the blessings of nature and the world, surrounded by Chen Ang, like a natural hymn.

Compared to the common elves in Ilminster, Chen Ang and the other female elf are handsome and do not seem to be human, they have an elegant temperament, ethereal, and have the divine essence of immortality, each of them is a demigod.

"We are all Enu born of the Diamond, and the world is made of light and darkness, and that is why when Morgoth was born, we were also blessed by the world, and we were born with the Diamond of Light, and we belong to the great divinity of the Force with Morgoth." (To be continued......)

PS: Yesterday's one update!