The city of Kindrank, which is the easternmost point of the Faren Continent, is located north of the Purple Dust Plain (also known as the Purple Dust Desert), next to the Bright Star Lake that separates the Faren Continent from the Karatu Continent.

Like Mukhon in the north, and Searle, ruled by the red-robed mages farther northwest.

Initially, it was only a part of the destruction of the magical civilization of Yinmaska by slaves under the leadership of their gods, and then the creation of a vast theocratic empire, Mulholland.

The other theocratic empire next to it, Enser, was built in much the same way.

But as the two ancient empires continued to be in turmoil, rebellion, and weakening, many of the periphery gradually split off and gained independent status.

Nominally, however, these small frontier states remained vassals of the Mulholland Empire.

But after the turbulent years were over, Io, the god of the gods, probably felt that it was a bit unreasonable for these gods who had come from across planes to rule over mortals in some way similar to the incarnation of the Sage.

Therefore, he personally eliminated the barrier set up by the wizards of the Yin Musk Empire when they fought with the gods.

This barrier prevents them from connecting to the realms of the outer planes, and can only exist as mortal beings in the flesh of the Holy One through reincarnation.

The disappearance of the barrier allowed the gods walking on this land to finally return to their essence, instead of running around with a fragile body, and at the same time ended the thousands of years of theocratic rule.

Many scholars believe that this marked the official acceptance of the god Io as a member of the Thorel gods.

You must know that in the previous state, the gods of Mulholland and Enser were incomplete.

This is also why they suffered a great loss when they fought against the orc gods.

Murholland's sun god Ray and many of the Enther gods fell in the Battle of Orc Gate.

There are more than eight of them just plainly recorded.

The orc god Geush became even more famous because of this, becoming the first known god-killer in the realm.

You must know that when Mulholland joined forces with Enser, they had an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

There is more than one powerful divine power alone.

But even so, they were horrifically slaughtered.

Geush even went on a killing spree with one enemy in outnumber, slaying one god after another without even being seriously injured.

Although the alliance formed by the two gods finally won the "Battle of the Orc Gate", the huge losses directly caused the gods of Encer to collapse and almost die.

The main beliefs of the country have also been eroded by the gods of Mulholland, Bane, the god of tyranny, Mystra, the second goddess of magic, and Tampas, the god of war.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Transported along the Rosen River to the Falling Star Sea, you can immediately earn at least twenty or even thirty times the profit.

So the people here are nervous and busy, thinking about how to use the trade between the two continents to make more money and make themselves and their families richer.

But they didn't realize that an extremely dangerous figure was hiding in the city of Kindrank.

Right now, in a gray brick house, he rants at his followers, "Are you all fools and idiots?

It took so long that even a six or seven-year-old child couldn't catch it?

Do you know how much the thing is hidden in his body and soul to me?

Without that thing, I would not have been able to complete that ritual and take the most crucial step of ascending from mortal to god!"

"Yes...... But master, the boy was the son of Baal.

And also awakened a part of the divine power and divinity.

It can be teleported to any corner of the Faeron continent in an instant.

Especially lately, he seems to have taken refuge in some kind of place where he can block the tracking of prophecy magic, so that we can't find the exact location.

The only thing we know is that the last place to be seen is at Baldur's Gate on the West Coast."

A middle-aged bald mage in a red robe cautiously explained.

It can be seen that he is a typical Ser red robe, with magical tattoos on his head and neck that shimmer with arcane aura.

Although not all red robes are willing to shave their hair, just to be able to gain more and more magical power.

Edwin, for example, did not shave his hair and beard, but had thick, lush blonde hair.

But generally speaking, the red-robed mages are pragmatic and willing to sacrifice a little beauty for power.

This is why in the impression of many people, bald heads and tattoos are always associated with red-robed mages.

Also, as a neighbor not far away, Serre is quite close to Mulholland, so it's not surprising that they are in the city of Kindran.

But it's not often that a room is densely packed together like the one now.

After all, Mulholland is not a weak country in the west, but a powerful empire, and the number of pastors in the church can be said to be quite large.

The red-robed wizards would not be stupid, and instead of fighting the west, which was more likely to invade, they would turn around and play with this former suzerain.

They appear in Mul Holland usually with only one purpose.

That is to acquire more slaves, as well as rare and precious spellcasting materials, or to dig up knowledge, scrolls, and magical items about the Yinmaska Empire from ancient ruins.

"I don't care!

Send everyone to Baldur's Gate to search for the boy's traces!

In short, bring me back alive before he discovers the secret hidden in his body!

Remember!

It's not the corpses that want to live!

If anything happens, I'll turn you all into ghouls and zombies!"

The red-robed mage was the first to glare at two eyes that glowed green, and he threatened viciously.

Anyone who has a little bit of research on necromantic magic can feel the abundant negative energy in his body that is completely different from that of the living.

You don't have to ask, it's a guy who has just transformed himself into a lich.

"As you wish, great Vicharon."

All the red-robed mages and other followers present hurriedly prostrate down, knelt down to the terrifying old man, and then quickly cast a teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

Obviously, this red-robed lich is none other than the most formidable rival of the chief of the Seelnecromancer, Sazastan, and the most dangerous enemy of the mage nation of Harua, Visharon.

He used to work with the wind

The Tyrannical Queen Hembo and the Great Sage of the Shadow Valley, Yin Erminster, fought each other more than once, but were expelled from Serre centuries ago due to a failed political battle.

Since then, Vishalon has been exploring the Purple Dust Plains, seeking to find the treasures of the Yinmaska Empire from the endless desert and ruins.

This includes endless knowledge, powerful artifacts, and ways to create all sorts of strange things cheaply, with the intention of one day killing Sazastan and replacing him.

But the interesting thing is that he didn't find much of what he was looking for in the ruins of the Purple Dust Plains, but instead found a method of sealing the gods left by Talos, the god of storms in ancient times.

As long as you follow the above process, then a powerful archmage may become a demigod.

Of course, the premise is to get permission from Io, the god of the gods.

Almost instantaneously in ecstasy, Visharon immediately tried to get in touch with Talos, the god of storms, and agreed to become the other's subordinate gods after becoming gods.

I have to say that this is as outrageous as a businessman who originally planned to dig sand to make a little money, and suddenly took shit luck and dug up a big oil field all of a sudden.

In fact, becoming a god in Torreel's universe is more dramatic than many people think, full of serendipitude and serendipity.

Do you think that the process of mortals becoming gods is to accumulate strength little by little, seize divine power and divinity through various methods, and then develop believers until they reach the point of becoming quasi-gods or even demigods?

Miss by a mile!

The real unpretentious god should be like Mistra, who was an ordinary shepherdesss in the last second, and the god of God Io fell from the sky in the next second, asking if he wanted to sign a contract with himself to become a magical girl (the second generation of the goddess of magic).

When she answered yes, she instantly rose from a mortal to the most powerful god in the realm after Io, and at the same time the supreme master of the net.

The exact same thing happened to Ciric in a turbulent year.

This guy simply found the Tablet of Destiny, and then gained the full power of the Three Gods of Death.

Therefore, if you want to become a powerful god, you have never relied on any hard work, talent, or insidious and cunning plan in this world, but you have to fill up the invisible and intangible attribute of luck.

There is no doubt that Visharen is such a man with ungodly luck.

In Faeron's original history, he would have completed all the processes around DR1368 and become the god of lich, undead, and necromantic magic.

But the problem now is that with the advent of Zuo Si, the world has changed a lot.

An item that is crucial to the gods was stolen by a son of Baal during transportation.

And this son of Baal is Sancho, who is currently hiding in the Azkatra Mage Tower.

In the original timeline, it didn't take long for the boy to be captured by Visharon's men, and eventually become a small sacrifice to the Lich God who didn't even have a name on his way.

But now, Vishlon and his men could no longer find any trace of Sancho.

Because all prophecy magic has been shielded by the protection of the Mage Tower.

The only thing they can do right now is look for clues along the vicinity of Baldur's Gate.

At this moment, Baldur's Gate can be called "Bright Stars".

Not only is there Shalovok, who is ambitious to inherit his father's throne of blood, but also the protagonists of the adventures of the Sons of Baal - Abdel and Ammon, and the Voter of Bane, the army of Fort Santil led by Fourzol Chamberbery.

There are also the forces under Zuo Si, the Harpist Alliance, which has not yet completely withdrawn, the Cult of the Dragons, which lurks nearby, the Santarin, which provides intelligence support to the army of Fort Santil, some of the more extreme Shadow Druyin Sects, the Mind Flayer Hidden and the monsters controlled by them, and the Northland Lords Alliance, led by Waterdeep, who are considering whether to send reinforcements.

If Visharon and his followers were to be involved, it would be unlikely that Sazastan, the head of the necromantic department of the red-robed mage, would sit idly by.

Oh yes,

It is also necessary to add the trade alliance led by the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.

As for the Baldur's Gate officials who are still in the dark, and the shadow thieves who are mired in the civil war, they are not even qualified to join this game.

Of course, the chaos outside has nothing to do with Sancho.

Due to his identity as the son of Baal, he has been on the run, never knowing that he was being pursued by Visharon, and thinking that the group of red-robed mages were also aiming for the bloodline of the murder god in his body.

As he became Zuosi's apprentice, the boy spent his days in constant learning and magical experimentation, and for the first time felt more secure than ever before, and even occasionally able to talk to his peers.

After all, the tower is inhabited by little werewolves, succubus loli, orphans sent by the Church of the God of Suffering to learn professional knowledge and skills, as well as various demon bats, devils, and some spirits and magical creatures that roam around doing chores.

Although Zuo Si, as a mentor, often can't even see the figure, Sancho still likes this life very much.

In particular, he doesn't have to be afraid all day long to watch out for pursuers who may appear at any time, and he can eat and sleep with peace of mind every day, so he feels that it is good to maintain the status quo all the time.

But unfortunately, this beautiful life can only last for half a year at most, and every son of Baal cannot escape his fate, but can only face it bravely.

"Ahh

Staring at the thick stack of books in front of him, the boy couldn't help but sigh slightly, grabbed the pastries and snacks placed on the table and stuffed them into his mouth, and whispered as he ate, "I knew that I had to learn so many things to be a mage, I might as well be a warrior or a thief."

"What, do you regret it?"

Atona quietly slipped out from behind a bookshelf in the library, a playful smile on her delicate little face.

As a succubus, she naturally likes to peer into other people's hearts and minds, and then find weaknesses to use them for her own ends.

"No, it's not regret, it's just that I found out that becoming a mage wasn't as easy as I thought."

Sancho shrugged his shoulders, apparently accustomed to the elusiveness of the girl who looked a little bigger than himself.

"Master has said that there is no shortcut to the pursuit of power and truth. If you find a way to quickly increase your strength, then it must be hiding hidden dangers and pitfalls." Succubus Lori solemnly warned.

For she had discovered that among the thick stack of books there was one that was clearly related to sacrifice.

You must know that in this world full of magic and supernatural powers, in addition to gods, there are many beings that can give mortal powers.

The most famous of these are the demons and demons of the lower planes.

Sometimes, if a mortal does something evil to please the other person, then there is a certain probability that he will be rewarded.

Especially the demons of the chaotic camp, they do things completely as they want and do not play cards according to the routine.

That's why there are far more devil worshippers than devil worshippers in the material world.

In addition, there are also beast spirits and spirit spirits who will also receive sacrifices of slaughter and blood.

Since Atona was originally a succubus, and she was also a believer in Zuosi, a lord of the hell plane, and could even be said to be a voter, she knew a lot about this aspect.

But the boy rolled his eyes angrily and replied, "I'm not one of those fools, I've been educated in this area, and I know what's going on. Don't worry, I'm not reading this book to gain power, but to understand the symbolism behind it."

"Because you were sacrificed by those mad cultists and the other sons of Baal?" Atona asked with interest.

"That's right! Also, can you stop staring at me all day? It makes me feel like I could make a big mistake at any moment."

Sancho spoke with a hint of impatience.

Undoubtedly, unlike many teenagers who are bewitched by the beautiful appearance of the succubus Lori.

He's too young yet

It's not time to be interested in the opposite sex, so it's quite tough in both speech and attitude, and it has the style of Zuo Si back then.

Atona was not angry, but said in a smiling tone, "You think I'm willing to do this?

It's not because your status as a son of Baal comes with many uncertain risks.

You don't know yet, do you?

In the past few days, there have been people around Baldur's Gate who have asked for your news.

I suspect you're getting into some trouble you don't even know about."

"What? Someone is asking me whereabouts!"

Sancho, who didn't care about it one second, showed a nervous expression the next.

"Humph! What, now that you know you're scared?"

There was disdain in Atona's eyes.

"Don't play pantomime! Tell me who they are? And why are you chasing after me? No way! I need to go to the mentor!"

Sancho scrambled to his feet, intending to leave the library and head straight to the upper tower master's exclusive room.

But before he could take a few steps, the succubus Lori teased in a playful tone, "Save it! The owner was the first to hear the news and is now working on it. When you react, I'm afraid the other party has already come to the door."

"Huh? The mentor already knows!"

The boy paused, his face full of shock and disbelief.

"Nonsense! Remember, you are the only disciple of the master at present, don't always be frizzy, afraid of this and that. There are not many guys in this world who dare to risk provoking their master to do something to you."

With that, Atona stood up and walked over to Sancho's side, raised her slender little hand and struck him the head, then hummed and disappeared into the corridor outside, leaving the latter to slump on the ground with a scream.

……

Meanwhile, in a manor outside Baldur's Gate in the north, Zuosi is meeting with a very heavyweight guest, the head of the necromantic faction of the Searle Red Mage Order, Sazastan.

You don't have to ask to know that this powerful and legendary lich is chasing after Visharon and his men.

As a once evenly matched rival, no one knows the dangers of Vishalon better than Sazastan.

So even after the latter was exiled, he kept an eye on it.

When it was discovered that Vishalon's followers began to appear in droves on the west coast of the continent of Faeren, Sazastan immediately chose to take action.

However, he had reached an agreement with Zuo Si before, so he did not choose to investigate secretly, but took the initiative to identify himself and sent out an invitation to meet, and finally presented such a scene.

In fact, in a way, Sazastan, who is sensible, calm, intelligent, has unparalleled patience and is good at playing with intrigue and trickery, has many similarities with Zuo Si in terms of personality.

In addition, both of them were not taboo about using the undead on a large scale, so after a simple greeting and conversation, the atmosphere quickly became harmonious.

After all, the West Coast Empire that Zuo Si was about to establish was in the southwest of the Faren Continent, and the Searle controlled by the red-robed mages was in the northeast corner of the Faren Continent.

According to the principle of long-distance friendship and close attack, the two sides do not have too many substantive conflicts of interest at all, and they are naturally suitable to become allies.

The other two countries are almost certain to be based on arcane magic, and will inevitably have a lot of common language.

If it weren't for the fact that Aznar Slur had led people to Luskan to do something and caused a stalemate in the relationship, Sazastan would have sent someone to try to contact and cooperate with the Brigademage and Divine Elector in front of him, who had special powers.

But it doesn't seem too late.

Thinking of this, he pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, and a smile appeared, and he said in the most sincere tone possible, "Dear Soth, I think you know what I'm here for, right?"

"For the red-robed mages who are asking about a boy's whereabouts?" Zuo Si asked rhetorically with a smile.

"No, no, no, I'm going to correct you, most of them have been expelled from the Order, and they are no longer among the red-robed mages." Sazastan hastened to explain.

"But I don't see any difference between them and ordinary red-robed mages.

Okay, don't go around in circles, just tell me what's going on.

I don't think a busy person like you would be idle, traveling thousands of miles from the east to the west of the continent."

Zuo Si was obviously a little tired of this endless temptation, and took the initiative to put on a posture of a showdown.

According to the information given by the dark intelligence network of the Santarim Society and his lichs, he had already guessed the reason, but he just wanted to confirm it again.

Sazastan was silent for a moment, then slowly asked, "Do you know about Visharon?"

"Visharon? That guy who competed with you a long time ago for the position of head of the Necromantic faction, and then lost the battle and was exiled?"

Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a hint of clarity that was not easy to detect.

"Yes. This guy has been hiding in Kindrank, north of the Purple Dust Plains, and has worked tirelessly with his followers to dig and explore the ruins of the Yinmaska Empire.

The red-robed mage you see near Baldur's Gate is his men.

Some of them were losers who had defected to the past, while others were apprentices he had personally trained in the Serre way.

In short, although these mages appear to be the same as the red-robed mages on the surface, they are actually hostile to us.

Just recently, spies reported that Vishlon seemed to have unearthed an artifact or amazing magical knowledge in an ancient ruin in the desert.

But then I don't know what happened, and the crucial part of the excavated thing was stolen.

And the thief is the boy they're looking for."

Sazastan did not hide anything, and generously told the information he had.

Because he knew that if he wanted to operate on the West Coast and defeat Vishalon, he had to make a deal with the young people in front of him, preferably an alliance.

"Purple Dust Desert......

Remnants of the ancient Yin Maskar Empire......

The battlefield where the Mechanic and the Otherworldly Gods fought......

Plus Visallen......

I think I know what he's found."

Zuo Si touched his chin and smiled meaningfully.

Although he doesn't know much about the Lich God Visharon, he probably knows when the other party was crowned a god and the methods used.

It's just that I didn't expect that the two sides would be able to communicate across the entire Faren Continent.

In the same way, Zuo Si also realized how his newly adopted disciple Sancho was able to get rid of the influence of Baal's divinity and divine power at such a young age.

It's not that the boy is strong-willed, it's that he's inadvertently absorbing something he shouldn't.

"What is it?"

Sazastan leaned forward slightly, and curiosity flashed in the child's hole.

There's no way not to be curious!

He clearly knew very well that what made Visharon so nervous and valued should at least be a powerful artifact, or the weapons and magic that the machinists had created to deal with the gods in the first place.

If you can grab it, then you can definitely defeat the other chiefs in the council and completely control the red-robed mage organization and the entire Searle.

"Hehe, you don't think such important information will be free, do you?" Zuo Sinu smiled deceitfully.

Sazastan was so clever that he immediately understood that the other party was signaling his offer, and quietly probed, "What do you want in exchange?"

"I want all my magic tattoo-making skills in exchange."

Zuo Si unceremoniously opened his mouth.

You must know that the magic tattoo making technique of Seren's red robe is second to none in the entire Faren Continent.

And it also derives [Draw Magic Tattoo], [Cast Tattoo], [Storage Tattoo]

, [Spell Tattoo] and so on.

Ordinary low-level magic tattoo techniques can at best make the skin tougher, gain some magic resistances and immunity, but they can be used to store a full spell.

The gap between the two is not ordinarily large.

Among them, [Spell Casting Tattoo] is equivalent to a constant super magic skill, which is charged and used every twenty-four hours, and after activation, the next spell is accompanied by the effect of Spell Silent Spell and Spell Fixation;

[Stored Tattoo], like the name, can store any spell in it and release it when needed;

[Spell Tattoo] is very close to a one-time scroll tattooed on the skin, and it will disappear completely after casting.

Although Zuo Si and his lichs have also developed a set of rune magic that can keep spells on the body, so far they can only achieve four rings and below.

However, the red-robed mage's superb magic tattoo skills can tattoo seven, eight, and even nine rings spells on his body.

Although he himself is no longer able to use such technology, it is still a rare good thing for a spellcaster organization and even a country.

What's more, after obtaining the magic tattoo technology, it can also be used to strengthen the summoned creatures of the Brigade Mage card.

Sazastan was stunned for an instant, he didn't expect the other party to offer such an expensive price.

After all, the technique of magical tattooing is one of the core secrets of the red-robed mage, and only selected members who are loyal to the Order are eligible to learn the crafting technique.

In the same way, he realizes that what Vishalon has found is far more valuable than he had imagined.

The two looked each other in the eye for a full minute, and then Sazastan gently fiddled with the ring on his finger and asked, "Is this news really that precious?"

Zuo Si replied very dryly, "Believe me, you will definitely make a lot of money by exchanging this news with a magic tattoo. After all, that's the way to promote a powerful mage to a demigod."

Moment!

As if he had been immobilized, Sazastan's whole body fell into absolute stillness.

If it weren't for the lich who had turned into an undead creature, he would definitely tremble slightly with excitement right now.

Promote a powerful mage to become a demigod?

It's no wonder that Visharen was so nervous that he even sent all his men to Baldur's Gate on the West Coast.

There is no doubt that as the leader of the Searle Red Robe Necromantic faction, Sazastan also has the ambition to become a god, but he has not yet found a way.

Now that such news has suddenly been learned, whether it is for the purpose of disrupting the enemy's plans or for the realization of one's own wishes, it is necessary to go all out.

With this in mind, the legendary lich quickly cast an unknown spell.

Next Second......

A tome with a blinding arcane aura appeared out of thin air, slamming onto the table.

Sazastan pushed the book forward gently: "Here, this is what you want. Now, please take the trouble to tell me at once what Visharon has gained."

"In an ancient ruin in the Purple Dust Plains, he found the Divine Sealing Method, which Talos, the god of storms, left behind a long time ago.

As for what it is, I don't know exactly.

But what is certain is that the use of this method to become a god requires the help of Talos and the permission of the god Io.

Of course, the second article says that it is not said.

Because in Torrell, even gods from other worlds who already exist must get permission from the latter to enter as gods.

Plus, you don't have to worry too much about the success of Visaren's plan.

The boy he is looking for is Sancho, and he is under my protection."

Zuo Si replied as he quickly flipped through the book that recorded countless magical tattoo making techniques and techniques.

In just a few minutes, there are hundreds of pages, each of which is on both sides

The contents of the small print and pictures were completely copied into the memory library.

"That boy in your hands?!"

A hint of joy appeared on Sazastan's slightly dry face.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "En." To be honest, I didn't notice anything unusual when I took Sancho in.

Simply because he was a son of Baal.

But now it seems that there are other secrets hidden in his body and soul.

Enough to fool my eyes and perception of secrets.

It's fun, isn't it?"

"It's really interesting. I think we should join forces this time to deal with Visharen and get our hands on the way to become gods, what do you think?"

Sazastan offered to form an alliance.

From the conversation just now, he had already sensed that Zuo Si was not too hostile to him, but a little open and honest.

But Zuo Si bluntly refused: "Forget about the alliance.

I have a good relationship with the Storm Queen, Xinbu, and if she knew that I was allied with Serre's Red Robe, she would have killed her and asked her for her guilt.

And I'm not interested in becoming a god.

Because if I had this idea, I wouldn't have to bother so much, and there would be many powerful gods willing to help.

So what seems incomparably precious to you is worthless to me.

But don't worry, I'm not going to stop you.

Quite the opposite!

If you're willing to do me a little favor, then I'll reciprocate by making it easier for you."

Hearing this, Rao is Sazastan, who has rarely had strong emotional fluctuations since becoming a lich, can't help but start to feel lemon in his heart.

Sour!

It's so sour!

However, he also knew that the other party was not bluffing, but stating an ordinary fact.

After all, the love of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, for this child of the plague has long been no secret, but an almost semi-public thing.

It is even rumored that the goddess has already had some indescribable intimacy with her, just as the second generation of the goddess of magic did to her own constituents.

In addition, Zuosi's relationship with Ogma, the god of knowledge, and Midnight, the goddess of magic, is also a well-known thing.

Coupled with a recent trip to the Triple Realm of the Bottomless Abyss, a series of actions to rescue the goddess of wealth from Grazt, Holding Gold, and then unfolding with it.

Anyone who is not blind can see that the two sides have made an intimate covenant.

What's even more outrageous is that Zuo Si of the evil camp can still maintain a good cooperative relationship with the order-abiding and kind Three Holy Alliance.

Sazastan was absolutely convinced that if the young man in front of him wanted to become a god today, he would be able to get what he wanted in a few days or even a few hours, instead of asking for it and not getting it like himself.

After secretly sighing at the gods' preference for Zuo Si, he raised his head this time and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's easy!

I hope you'll do Fritzor Chamberbury a hand at a critical time.

Let him sweep away the last resistance in the entire West Hartland region as soon as possible, and clean up all the original ruling class in the region.

In return, I'll let you know as soon as I find out what's hidden inside Sancho.

As for the rest, we can do it by trading at that time.

If I'm not mistaken, you Searle red-robed wizards should have quite a few precious artifacts in your hands.

For example, two famous artifacts from the Nethrel era, the Dead Moon Orb and the Sakohir's Seat.

Although the value of the artifact is high, it is obviously insignificant compared to actually becoming a god.

What do you say?"

As the last word blurted out, an unfathomable smile appeared on Zuo Si's face, and he got up to leave.

Looking at his fading back, Sazastan's already shriveled eyes glowed with a bright cold light to show the unrest in his master's heart.

Because both the [Dead Moon Orb] and the [Sakohir's Seat] are top secrets.

Not to mention outsiders, not even many people inside the red-robed mage know about it.

Among them, the [Dead Moon Orb] came from the gift of Lalock, the king of wizards of the Nexriel era who lived in seclusion in the mountains north of the Meandering River, and basically all those who knew about it had been wiped out.

Sazastan had no idea where Zuo Si got this information.

Could it be from the god of knowledge or the goddess of magic?

"Damn!

I hate the feeling of being led by the nose!

That's why I hate and hate the Goddess of Magic elect in Yinlminster.

With the help of the gods, it was as if they were cheating."

The lich couldn't help but grumble under his breath, and quickly cast his teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

There is no doubt that for mages of the same level, whoever can grasp more information will be able to win the first opportunity and advantage in the game and even in battle.

In this regard, the red-robed mages of Serge can be said to have suffered a lot when it came to opposing the Goddess of Magic Elect.

Not to mention that Zuo Si is still a time-traveler who holds countless secrets about this world.

If he could, Sazastan would never want to make a deal with such an inscrutable creature.

But alas, the choice is not in his hands.

Ever since learning that Visharon's plan is to become a god, Sazastan has no choice but to try to destroy it.

Otherwise, with the centuries-long grudge between the two, if the former becomes a god, it will definitely not make the latter feel better.

As one of the few legendary lichs who knew the huge gap between gods and mortals, Sazastan didn't think he could compete head-on with the ability to shatter stars.

So even if you can't become a god, at least you have to make Visharon a god.

With this in mind, he immediately began to mobilize the forces under his control as soon as he returned to Serre.

When the other red-robed chiefs who were hostile to him noticed this, they also became nervous......