Since the Divine Impact Scepter opened a passage with a radius of several hundred meters directly to the surface world, the moonlight and starlight in the sky shone through the rift, dispelling the dark environment of the dark region.

Especially against the backdrop of the bright and cold moonlight, Zuo Si looks calmer, more rational and dangerous than usual.

In contrast, Shar, the goddess of the night, carefully avoided every ray of moonlight by using the raised stones at the edge of the passage and the fallen trees.

Because in Faerun, both the moon and the moonlight belong to the realm of the moon goddess Suren, who is Shar's twin sister and the most-for-tat enemy.

Once illuminated by the moonlight, Suren may be aware of Shar's presence and take immediate action.

Although Zuo Si had already met the goddess of the night in the previous Pantheon, there was no direct communication between the two, and it was more that the other party was secretly stirring up trouble and making stumbling blocks.

However, considering that he had previously sabotaged Shar's plot, he took the god Atropal from the body of the vampire queen Badi, and sealed it away and stored it in another world.

It would be strange if this vengeful old goddess didn't react.

What really puzzled Zuo Si was what was the purpose behind Sha'er's series of operations.

You must know that the goddess of the night is not like a chaotic and evil neurotic like Ciric, who often thinks about one thing at a time, and has no plans or long-term plans at all.

Quite the opposite!

Behind each of her schemes is often an extremely large and complex plan, often planning a dozen or even dozens of conspiracies in one go, only to serve a certain purpose.

And this purpose is also a small step towards achieving another, more ambitious goal.

Because of this, Shar has been called the "Betrayer of Darkness", "The Unseen Daughter", and "The Night Songr".

In the continent of Feren, Shirek, the Prince of Lies, and his mad followers may be a headache for the rulers of many regions, but the goddess of the night, Shar and her followers, can directly scare the local population into sleepless if they appear somewhere.

The former is simply not even worthy of lifting shoes for the latter.

Because Shar knows that the biggest advantage of conspiracy is that it is secretive and difficult to detect, so he will never order his followers to carry out large-scale killing and destruction in order to show his strength, everything is done quietly.

Her plot is like a sharp dagger hidden in the darkness, invisible only to anyone in normal times, and the moment it is stabbed can inflict a fatal blow.

All plots hatched by Shar and his followers often have a frighteningly high success rate.

The prime example of this is the murder of Abrantor, a god with many priesthoods such as caves, dungeons, and dark lands, in the Year of Turmoil.

The whole process went smoothly, and the latter didn't know exactly what was going on until he died.

You must know that at that time, all the gods were walking in a very special posture of sages, and the difference in strength between the powerful divine power and the weak divine power was very small, otherwise there would not have been a situation where the weak divine power of Tom, the god of loyalty and courage, killed the powerful divine power Bann in battle.

What's more, according to the original historical trajectory, the goddess of the night, Shar also took advantage of Ciric's hatred and jealousy of the third generation of the goddess of magic, Midnight, to successfully provoke a divine war between the two, and decisively blew up the shadow magic net she created, making the genuine magic net completely out of control, so as to weaken the power of the goddess of magic.

Eventually, Ciric succeeded in killing Midnight, causing the most famous catastrophic event in the history of Faeron - the Plague of Spells.

Countless magical flames erupted from the runaway web, destroying cities and villages, and driving thousands of spellcasters insane or dead.

This shows how terrifying the goddess of the night really is.

Shar undoubtedly felt the vigilance revealed in Zuo Si's eyes, and immediately pointed to the divine power impact scepter that was still in an attacking state, and asked with interest, "Where did you get this thing?" If I'm not mistaken, it was held by the ancient sun god Amanata during the time of Netheril. ”

"Didn't you already know the answer?" Zuo Si clenched the body of the staff and gently made a lifting motion.

Moment!

The Divine Impact Scepter erupted with a blinding light, changing from a bombardment mode to a more terrifying all-out release mode.

In this mode, the artifact will no longer have any reservations, and it will release all the divine power stored in it with a single blow.

Obviously, this is a very obvious demonstration and warning action.

In this way, Zuo Si reminded the other party that even if he did not summon the Eldrazi Titan, he had enough power to hurt or even kill the incarnation of the gods.

"So you were ready to fight the gods a long time ago? As I expected, you are very wary and hostile to the gods. Shar stared at the divine power impact scepter with a slightly jealous look and said meaningfully.

Zuo Si sneered and retorted, "I don't want to do this either." But there is no way, who made these gods interfere in the mortal world so often. Even if it's for self-protection, I have to prepare a few more hole cards, don't I? Otherwise, the last time I was in the Pantheon, I would have been a fish lying on a chopping board for someone to slaughter. ”

"So you're frantically collecting these things that the gods fear and fear?" There was a hint of playfulness in Shar's eyes.

Zuo Si nodded without hesitation: "That's right!" After all, I'm not in the habit of pinning my life on you gods.

I don't believe in any gods, nor in the so-called promises, laws, and rules, but only in the knowledge and power that I have.

If I can easily destroy this world, destroy the kingdom of any god, then no god will dare to attack me easily.

Because once they fail, the ensuing retribution and cost are beyond their reach.

But now, it dawned on me that some of the gods didn't seem to believe in the power of this terrifying creature from the Dark Void to kill the gods and destroy the world until they saw the Eldrazi Titan with their own eyes.

Or...... You don't think I have the guts to do that? ”

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si leaned forward slightly to stare at the Goddess of the Night, while aiming the Divine Power Impact Scepter at the other party.

From his black eyes, an incomparably deep ghostly light was revealed, as if he would attack this incarnation of divine power in the next second.

There is no awe!

No fear!

There is no hesitation and hesitation!

There is nothing but intense hostility and a madness that destroys everything!

Shar had no doubt that if he answered in the affirmative, the young human in front of him would go to war with the determination to destroy the entire world.

Obviously, she had never met such an opponent who was completely disregarded for the consequences before, and hurriedly took two steps back and explained: "Wait! It's not that I don't believe it, I just want to try it out and see if you're qualified to join the game of the gods. ”

"Try to see if I'm eligible to join the game of the gods? Who gave you the power? And what makes you feel like you have such qualifications? ”

Zuo Si didn't save any face for one of the oldest goddesses at all, and asked bluntly.

Such an aggressive posture instantly made Sha'er unable to say a word, and at the same time, the original smile on her face completely disappeared, replaced by a piercing chill.

"Are you sure you want to talk to me that way?"

"When I was at the Pantheon, I made my bottom line clear. And you crossed the line this time! If I don't do something, I'll make the gods who are also hostile to me see me as weak and deceitful. So this avatar is the price you have to pay for crossing the line. Remember, this is the first time, and the same last. ”

With that, Zuo Si directly released the full power of the divine power impact scepter in his hand.

Next Second......

Rumble!!!!!!!!!!!

A dazzling pillar of light instantly pierced the Night Goddess's chest, and her entire body began to crumble at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You!!! How dare you? Shar's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why not?

Do you think I'm going to hold back my anger and act as if nothing happened?

Or do you let yourself proudly show off your superiority over one of the oldest gods here?

I'm not that weak!

Not to mention......

Even if you destroy this avatar, do you dare to descend another battle avatar and start an all-out war with me?

No, you don't dare.

So what do I have to take care of? ”

With that, Zuo Si's hand holding the divine power impact scepter shook vigorously.

Shar's avatar shattered on the spot, turning into a black unidentified substance that dissipated into the air.

You don't need to ask to know that this avatar of hers is not the kind made specifically for battle, so it does not contain much divine power, otherwise it will definitely not be so easy to kill.

In fact, Zuo Si also saw this and decided to decisively kill the chickens and make an example.

If the opponent descends on the battle incarnation, without summoning the Eldrazi Titan, he may not be able to fight.

There is no way, the gods of Faeron are obviously much stronger than the gods of other planes.

In particular, those incarnations of powerful divine power have an overwhelming absolute advantage when dealing with mortal things that do not have divine sparks and divine powers.

Like Klein World's most famous archmage Reslin, with a total arcane spell casting level of LV27, he is already able to challenge the most powerful god in the evil camp - Dark Dragon Queen Taxis.

But what about in Feren?

Samast, the founder of the Worship Dragon Cult with a higher casting level and more powerful power, can't even break the defenses of Loshanda, the Lord of Dawn.

In the end, relying on the silver fire given by the goddess of magic before, the other party suffered a little skin trauma, and four drops of divine blood flowed out, and as a result, he was instantly exploded.

Although this has something to do with the Lord of Dawn's natural restraint of the undead, it is a good example of the chasm between gods and mortals.

You must know that Faeron's research in the field of magic, as well as the entire multiverse, is not at all comparable to the world of Crane.

Therefore, for the gods of Faerun, Zuo Si has always been vigilant with 120,000 points, and he does not dare to take it lightly.

After dealing with Shar's avatar, he immediately sealed the unconscious Angel Poison Core, and then entered the Supreme Forest through the "skylight" opened above his head.

Of course, before going up, he didn't forget to send a magic text message to Trist and Venal, so that the two of them didn't have to wait for him, and directly led the team back to Luskan by another way.

After all, after getting what he wanted, there was no need for Zuo Si to continue to stay in the dark region and waste time, and he couldn't wait to put this new spore god on the dissecting table and take this opportunity to study what the essence of the god was.

……

At the same time, far away in the realm of the Goddess of the Night in the outer planes.

Shar was sitting on his own black throne in a very lazy posture, without the slightest hint of anger or excitement, as if it was not himself who had just been destroyed.

It took several minutes before she said to herself in a slightly playful tone, "You didn't hesitate to destroy my avatar!" Soth, I'm underestimating you. But that's okay, I've got the most important thing in your hands anyway. Next, you will become the most powerful weapon I can use against the gods. ”

"Great Goddess! I don't understand, why did you give Angel Poison Core to the other side? He's already a god, and if he cultivates it a little, he should be a good helper, right? ”

A human woman wearing a holy emblem knelt down on one knee and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Helper?"

Shar shook his head with disdain: "No, even if a fool like Angel Poison Core becomes a god, he has no potential or value at all.

But if he was handed over to Soth, then the situation would be very different.

With Soth's character, he will definitely try to figure out the nature of the gods, as well as several ways to kill them.

On top of that, he was born with a strong rejection of gods, so he was bound to clash with many gods.

Just imagine, if this guy dared to destroy even my avatar without hesitation, how would he react to other gods who were far less powerful than me?

There are so many gods in this world, if someone can make them a little less, why not? ”

"What do you mean...... Raise Soth to be a godslayer? ”

The human woman wearing the emblem raised her head suddenly, her eyes bursting with crazy worship of her own goddess.

Because she knew that as one of the twin goddesses of creation, Shar's ultimate goal was to destroy all the gods except herself, so that the whole of Torel would return to its original state of darkness, tranquility, without any disturbances and noises.

The Goddess of the Night pursed the corners of her mouth and nodded with a smile: "Yes, it is to make Soth a god-killer, after all, he has such potential, doesn't he?" On top of that, this guy was originally my enemy, so he didn't have anything to lose, whether he succeeded or failed. But if I succeed, I will be rewarded with something far more than I put in. ”

"I see! Praise be to the great Singer of the Night, whose wisdom is unsurpassed by the gods. The human feminine bowed deeply at Shar's feet.

Conspiracy, lies, deception, illusions, temptations, insidiousness......

Shar's skillful use of the priesthood he possessed succeeded in making Zuo Si fall into a well-orchestrated trap without knowing anything.

However, whether her plan will work depends on the development of the situation in the future.

Especially the performance of the mad dog of Ciric.

In Shar's opinion, it is much easier to deal with the Prince of Lies than to play with the crazy Left Thoughts in his sanity.

The former's proud, arrogant, and easily jealous personality is like a powder keg.

As long as you provoke it a little, you will obediently perform according to the set script, and you don't even need to pay any benefits at all.

This idiot can't compare with the ancient god of death, Jeger, and he can't deal with so many priesthoods that have a certain conflict with each other.

It is said that his freewheeling nature has turned the otherwise orderly underworld into an extremely chaotic one, and the demons from the bottomless abyss have used this opportunity to rush in and plunder souls with impunity.

Many gods have expressed their strong displeasure with this, and believe that Ciric has not fulfilled his duties as a god of death at all.

Of course, Shar doesn't care at all what will happen to Shirek, the prince of lies.

She just wanted this guy to help her get rid of a few more enemies before she was done, especially Midnight, the most threatening third-generation goddess of magic.

But what Shar didn't know was that Ciric was actually far crazier than she thought.

At this moment, this guy, who is currently second only to the god Io in terms of divine power, has quietly gathered a large number of scribes with fanatical beliefs.

And they will participate in the creation of the most powerful, absurd, and creepy artifact ever created in the history of the Faeron Continent, the "Shiric Sutra".

The best thing about this thing is that it can turn any intelligent creature who has read or heard of it into an avid believer in Ciric, the Prince of Lies.

Not to mention mere mortals, even gods will inevitably be affected to a certain extent.

On a table, a scribe had only completed a small line of words, and immediately began to tremble uncontrollably violently, while blood slowly flowed down his nose, mouth, and eyes.

After a few moments, he collapsed on the table and took his last breath.

Without saying a word, the second scribe who was waiting by the side immediately pushed the former's corpse aside, sat down and continued to transcribe the words full of flattery and flattery.

As a result, it was only a few minutes of effort, and he quickly died violently.

Clearly, in the process of making the artifact of the Shirek Sutra, the scribe was a consumable.

Their spirits, wills, and souls are the source of the artifact's powerful evil power.

Sitting on the throne of bones, Shirek, the Prince of Lies, was not moved by the sacrifice of the believers, but let out a sharp and piercing laugh from time to time.

In the eyes of this madman and psychopath, it is the supreme honor of these mortals to be able to give their lives for their ambitions.

He was completely immersed in unrealistic fantasies about the future, and was unaware of the danger that lay behind his might.

……

A few days later, an adventuring party arrived at the edge of the "skylight" that led to the dark realm deep in the Supreme Forest.

The leader of the group is clearly a half-elven bard of the Harpists League.

He first measured the size of the opening with his eyes, and then gasped and exclaimed, "Oh my God! This...... What exactly is this thing causing the damage? Could it be a super earthquake? Or has someone unleashed some kind of legendary magic with incredible power? ”

"Nope! It's not magic! The magic web around here is very stable, and if someone unleashes legendary magic, the magic net should be weakened for a long time. ”

Another gnome dressed as a mage gave a different opinion.

"Why don't we climb down and take a look?" The dwarven warrior in the team proposed, touching the thick beard on his chin.

"Don't be stupid! If I'm not mistaken, this should be connected to the dark area, at least ten kilometers away. If one accidentally falls halfway, it will be 100% broken. ”

The human warrior next to him rolled his eyes angrily, picked up a stone and threw it down.

As a result, I didn't hear any noise for half a day.

The dwarf fell silent for a moment.

He is not a fool and understands what the distance of ten kilometers means for the sheer ups and downs.

Not to mention whether the rope carried by the team is long enough, the height alone is enough to climb for at least two or three days.

And the whole process must not make the slightest mistake, otherwise it will be stuck in the middle, and you will not be able to go down or up.

Just as the leader was trying to find some useful clues around, the priest wearing the emblem of Lady Luck Temorrah suddenly picked up a stone fragment with a shimmering silver glow and shouted in a slightly trembling voice, "Look what I found!" ”

Moment!

The entire adventure party gathered around, repeatedly inspecting the peculiar piece of rubble.

After a full minute, the half-elf bard impatiently urged, "Damn it! Don't sell it! Let's tell us the answer! ”

"This is a sacred stone formed by the baptism of divine power. Normally, stones like this are only found near altars or temples. But there are quite a few of them, and they are scattered for several kilometers around. The pastor explained with a serious face.

To be a harpist, of course, you can't be an idiot.

The team leader instantly realized what the priest wanted to express, and immediately turned around and stared at the bottomless passage, and subconsciously grew his mouth: "The gods are above!" Are you saying it's the result of divine power? ”

The priest nodded vigorously without thinking: "That's right! I can't think of anything other than divine power that can wreak such astonishing damage. Looks like something pretty terrible has happened in the Shadows. ”

"Is it a divine war?" The half-elven bard asked, narrowing his eyes.

"It's hard to say, but one of them must be a god. However, it struck me as strange that most of the gods possessed divine powers that were distinctly good and evil, but the remnants of these stones were like white paper that had not been stained with any color. The priest stared at the stone in his hand with a puzzled face.

"Captain, I think this matter is beyond the scope of what we can handle, it's best to send the news back immediately, and then let more people be sent from above to help, it's best to go down and take a look at the situation in the dark region."

With that, the dwarf mage sat on a fallen tree trunk, looking extremely tired.

After all, in order to get to the scene of the incident as soon as possible, they had been on the road for several days without sleep, which was definitely quite unfriendly for a mage who needed enough rest to maintain his combat effectiveness.

In addition, mages generally have a low physique, and being able to persist until now without falling down can be called well-trained.

"You're right. I'll send the news back, and you guys will camp here first......"

Before the half-elf bard could finish speaking, a sharp arrow burst through the air from a distance, stabbing into his left eye with incredible speed and precision.

Burst!

Blood splattered in an instant!

He didn't even have time to scream, and he fell to the ground on his back and died.

Because of the huge inertial force of the arrow, it not only exploded the eyeball, but also destroyed the brain in the eye socket.

"Enemy Attack !!!!"

The dwarven warrior shouted and raised his large shield, and looked around with great vigilance, trying to find the enemy who had released the cold arrow.

Unfortunately, instead of one or two, two or three enemies, he found a whole army of more than thirty mercenaries in full armor.

"Up! Kill them all! ”

Led by the mercenaries, a warrior in black armor gave the order to attack.

Without saying a word, the ten riders immediately urged their horses to start galloping and accelerating, and in the blink of an eye, they divided and surrounded the team sent by the suspected alliance of harpists, and then cooperated with the infantry to kill them one by one.

The whole process took less than three minutes, which fully demonstrated the superb tactical literacy of this group of mercenaries.

When the last member of the adventure team also fell in a pool of blood, the black-armored warrior led by him lifted his visor and spat fiercely at the corpse on the ground: "Phew! I knew that these harpist's scraps would definitely send someone to investigate the situation. This time, though, it's clear that we're going to be more prepared. ”

"Head! After killing these harpist's spies, they're sure they'll send someone more. Another mercenary reminded.

"Don't worry! This time we killed and cut off their spies, and they didn't have time to react for at least three to five days. Make the most of this time and we'll be able to get first-hand information to evacuate before the Harpists League. Alright, don't talk nonsense, let the brothers hurry up, Master Simon is still waiting for our good news. The black-armored warrior urged impatiently.

However, Zuo Si obviously didn't know that his use of the Divine Power Impact Scepter had led to a new round of confrontation between the Harpists Alliance and the Santarin Society, and he was currently staying in the Mage Tower in Ascatra to conduct a series of extremely crazy research.

At this moment, the spore god Angel Poison Core was placed on the dissecting table, limbs, head, eyeballs, and internal organs were all home, and some were even soaked in a large glass jar filled with embalming fluid.

But even so, he still did not die, but all the divided bodies remained alive.

The most interesting thing is that whenever one part of the body is hit hard, other parts will also turn into black spores in an instant.

Obviously, from the moment he officially became a god, Angel Poison Core was no longer an ordinary flesh and blood, but a "vegetative person" made of fungal spores.

Although there is no difference on the surface, if you cut it open, you will find that the spores have completely replaced the normal cells and become the basic building blocks of the body.

In other words, his body has actually become a kind of container for consciousness.

Its true essence has long been completely spiritualized, and it has become a life form that is incomprehensible to mortals, that is, gods.

"Interesting! It turns out that the true God cannot exist in the physical world at all!

Unless the god Io uses his supreme authority, they will always be isolated on another plane or dimension, and they cannot be killed by normal means.

It's no wonder that the cases of Faeron mortals killing gods are concentrated in turbulent years.

It is only in that particular circumstance that God becomes very easy to kill.

Normally, the best way to kill a god is to kill his spirit and mind first.

And to kill the spirit and the mind is nothing more than to exterminate its adherents, so that the people of the material world will completely forget its name.

In addition, even if other methods of killing the gods are successful, the other party can be resurrected through the devout prayers or bloody sacrifices of the believers. ”

Zuo Si touched his chin and made a summary with interest.

However, he felt a little regretful that Angel Poison Core didn't even have a single believer, so the topic of studying the relationship between faith and divine power level could not be carried out at all.

Otherwise, the gods of Faeron would no longer have any secrets before him.

"Have you found a way to kill this guy?" The journal suddenly asked.

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Yes, I now know how to kill a god, especially this kind of new god who has not even founded his own kingdom and does not even have a believer. ”

As the last word blurted out, he suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on Angel Poisoncore's severed head, frantically urging the power of his own spark.

Moment!

A chasm into the dark void opened.

Zuo Si didn't stop for even a second, and directly stretched out the hand that was holding his head into the dark void.

Next Second......

Woo-woo-woo-

A creepy sound erupted from Angel Poisoncore's mouth, followed by a clear liquid that was barely discernible to the naked eye slowly spurted out of his eyes, nose, and mouth.

These liquids are like crazy, desperately trying to escape the effects of the Dark Void and return to the physical world.

But how could Zuo Si let it succeed, and quickly took out the artifact - Talona's favor and smashed it on.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With each swing, the scepter makes a loud noise as if it hit an entity, and the liquid slowly decreases.

When the last bit was completely gone, the scepter released a dazzling red light on the spot, and exuded an aura of incomparably evil hatred.

And those parts of the body that sit on the dissecting table or are soaked in embalming fluid. Almost immediately, it lost its vitality.

At the same time, in the laboratory, a portal to the astral plane slowly opened.

You don't have to ask to know that this is a phenomenon that only happens after the complete fall of a certain god.

Without external interference, the corpses of the gods would be pulled in, and then float in the astral plane, petrifying little by little, eventually evolving into stones or islands of various sizes.

The corpses of the most powerful gods will even form a continent.

Similarly, the chair that had just appeared in the Pantheon collapsed and disappeared with the death of Angel Poisoncore.

Zuo Si obviously couldn't let the loot that he had managed to get with great difficulty be pulled into the astral boundary like this, so he decisively cast a spell to close the passage.

"Angel Poison Core is dead?!" The diary's tone was full of surprise.

It has witnessed Zuo Si use various methods to try to kill Angel Poison Core in the past few days, but the results have all failed without exception.

But now, in less than five minutes, the spore god is completely dead.

"yes, dead. I used the Dark Void to break the boundaries between planes and dimensions, forcing out Angel Poisoncore's soul, spirit, and consciousness that belonged to God, and then stripped away all the sparks and divine power of his divinity, leaving only the most primitive soul imprisoned. How's that, it's easy, isn't it? ”

Zuo Si casually threw his dead head into the glass container not far away, and curled the corners of his mouth to reveal a smug smile.

By killing Angel Poisoncore, he realizes that the Dark Void is the most powerful weapon to use against the gods of Payron.

Because these gods need faith to connect the different planes, once forcibly dragged into the Dark Void and lose all the coordinate points, the essence of their soul, spirit, will, and divine spark will be pulled out from another plane or dimension.

At this time, as long as the divine spark is stripped away, then the god will die instantly, and there is no need to even destroy his soul.

Of course, the premise is that it must be the essence of the gods, not the incarnation, that is dragged into the dark void.

"Hahahaha! It's really easy. Congratulations, you've just managed to kill a god with your own hands. The journal laughed and complimented.

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively: "Don't be too happy. This method of killing gods will not be very useful in actual combat, especially for those powerful gods who have several avatars. ”

The diary nodded approvingly and comforted: "Don't worry, you can take your time." We've found the right direction, and the next thing to do is to keep exploring this path, and sooner or later we will gain the strength to confront the gods of Faeron head-on. ”

"I hope so!"

Zuo Si gently stroked the scepter in his hand, feeling the pain and despair emanating from the soul imprisoned inside.

Obviously, when he wielded [Talona's Favor] to strip the spark of divinity just now, he captured Angel Poisoncore's soul by the way.

Now, he can use the full abilities of his LV22 druid class as he pleases.

Just as Zuo Si was about to check the list of Angel Poisoncore's spells and specialties, he was immediately interrupted by a sharp knock on the door.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Who is it?"

Zuo Si asked casually.

Soon, a voice sounded in his head.

"Master, the last time you ordered us to study, the project has made a breakthrough."

"What? There's progress! ”

Zuo Si was overjoyed in an instant, and quickly walked close to open the door, just in time to see a Mind Flayer standing at the door.

I saw it gently wave its octopus-like tentacles and report through the telepathic connection: "Just fifteen minutes ago, we successfully injected the consciousness of one soul into another body through the main brain, and it was in the form of remote control. ”

"What about the scope? What is the limit range of this remote control? Zuo Si asked with great interest.

"With the current psionic equipment, the maximum distance cannot exceed five kilometers, otherwise it will automatically disconnect from the main brain." The Mind Flayer hurriedly gave an exact number.

"What if you add a psionic signal amplifier on the way?"

Zuo Si was obviously quite dissatisfied with the distance of five kilometers.

The Mind Flayer replied helplessly, "The process of making a psionic signal amplifier is complicated, and it requires at least ten Mind Flayers to donate their brains. Even if it is installed, it can only be extended for another 10 kilometers around the center of the signal tower. It's not a technical problem, it's that the nascent mastermind isn't strong enough and needs time to grow. ”

"Does the soul remotely manipulate the body react uncomfortably or unrealistically?"

Sensing that the root of the problem was in the main brain, Zuo Si immediately shifted his focus to other places.

Because he hadn't yet decided whether to allow the nascent mastermind to continue growing, he had to put it on hold for the time being.

"Nope. According to the soul's own description, he felt as if he was alive again. In addition, based on your recommendations, we have also tested pain reduction and sensory stimulation, and all of them have been successful. With the current load that the main brain can bear, it can accommodate up to 2,000 souls at a time for remote control. ”

As he said this, the Mind Flayer's tone visibly became a little agitated.

As a minion, it understands that the complex experiments that its master has allowed itself to carry out are intended to provide a special batch of immigrants to the Floating City.

To put it simply, it is to collect the souls of a group of high-end talents from the world of Harry Potter and place them in a fantasy through magic similar to that of Waterdeep.

Then, through the illusion like an avatar brain-computer interface, the consciousness is instilled into the clone body prepared in advance.

In this way, the problem of the severe shortage of living people in the floating city can be solved, and at the same time, the creativity of these high-end talents can be used to try to merge science and magic.

The most important thing is that these people do not really exist, but must rely on magic and psionic technology, no matter how powerful the body they control, once the connection is broken, they are just ordinary souls without any power.

Even their souls themselves are not under their control, and they have no chance of rebelling at all.

Thinking of this, a trace of expectation flashed in Zuo Si's eyes, and he ordered straightforwardly: "Go and prepare thirty clones immediately, I will use them after a while." ”

"As you wish. But what about the soul that was used for the experiment? He already knew a lot of secrets about the plan, and I thought it would be safer to dispose of them. The Mind Flayer cautiously advised.

"Then dispose of it. I don't want this bastard to bring this idea to the devils after he goes to Bato's hell. ”

Zuo Si didn't even hesitate before choosing to agree.

After all, this matter was so sensitive that he didn't even tell Vermes and Isadora, just to keep it as secret as possible.

(End of chapter)