Amxalan, a desolate town southeast of Saradush.

Halfway between the Mill Forest and the Spider Marsh, it's all red, weathered, bare Gobi desert and low, mud huts that sit on the hillside in a random manner.

When the wind blows, dust mixed with gravel can directly obscure the sky and the sun, so that people can't see a little farther away.

Since the land and climate are completely unsuitable for farming, there is little agriculture and no grazing.

The locals were able to survive only on a small number of workshops and services such as lodging passing caravans.

Extreme drought has also led to water scarcity.

The town relies on a deep well in a huge cave for its daily water.

Normally, such an invaluable resource for survival in a special environment will definitely lead to a series of brutal battles.

The winner or force will establish an unshakable dictatorship in Amxalan and make a fortune by selling water at a high price.

After all, people may not die if they don't eat for a few days, but they will never survive without drinking water for a few days, and the death process will be very, very painful.

But luckily, the town isn't fighting over the only water resource.

The reason for this is that a monastery of warrior monks took over the well and distributed it to the people in a relatively fair manner, while they also took on the responsibility of maintaining law and order and defending themselves against bandits and monsters.

To be precise, Amxa Blue was built around this monastery that covers an astonishing area.

Although it is located in the territory of Karinshan, it has never been part of the country's administrative system, and is closer to the independent villages and towns that are "self-built" and "self-governing".

The most important thing is that this place is poor and dilapidated, and the geographical location is not important, let alone a so-called threat.

Therefore, neither in the previous reign of the Entangled Symbol, nor during the reign of Shane VII, nor in the current West Coast Empire, did not send officials and troops to take over, but left the Warrior Monastery to maintain the status quo.

After all, Amxalan has no people, no mines, and even the land itself has no value, and there is not a river or a shrub around it.

Even if Zuo Si is asked to make the development plan himself, a town like this one that doesn't and has only a few hundred people will at most move people to relatively fertile land to build villages.

What's more, in the monastery of the small town in front of him, there is also a warrior monk who may be the strongest warrior monk in the entire Faren continent at the moment, and he is also the strongest son of Baal - Basaza.

This is a warrior monk with a LV30 professional level, and he has a lot of secret techniques such as [Reversal Resistance], [Shadow Posture], [Moon Yin Style], [Burning Sun Style], [Piercing Palm], [Stun Fist] and other secret techniques that ordinary warrior monks have never even heard of.

Coupled with the powerful will that the power that directly sealed Baal from the beginning of the awakening has never wanted to use, it is completely invincible in melee combat.

Legendary warriors of the same level, and even primeval dragons, will be taken away on the spot by a set of stormy combos if they are not careful.

In fact, among the "Five Descendants", Melissanne's most fearful and fearful is that she has no desire and wants to completely solve the other brothers and sisters, and then commit suicide to destroy Barr's Barthazar of all blood in this world.

If he really did, then it would inevitably greatly weaken the power of the Blood Throne.

Even if Melissanne's final plan to become a god succeeds, she will face a considerable amount of trouble.

At this moment, Barsarza and Melissanda were on the roof of the second floor of the convent, watching each other across a table.

Despite the fact that the former was wrapped in a slightly shabby robe, a large number of tattooed seal runes could still be seen on his bare head.

Especially the mysterious symbol in the middle of the eyebrows, even Melissand could vaguely feel a sense of oppression that cannot be described in words.

Obviously, although Barsarza had never used Baal's powers, with the mass death of the other Bal's sons, the divine power and divinity in his body had already accumulated to a critical point.

Now there is only one opportunity, one from my own understanding of killing and death, and he can instantly transform into a real demigod.

This made Melissand, who had just become a demigod, desperate to find a way to get rid of it.

But because he couldn't figure out Barsazza's hole card thrower, he didn't dare to try it easily.

So Barr's former No. 1 voter came up with a way to kill with a knife, and that was to encourage Barthazar to deal with several other sons of Barr, who were also very powerful.

If you die in the process, it's best naturally.

Even if she succeeds, it doesn't matter, she can gather enough intelligence through observation before resorting to targeted tactics.

In short, getting the five to start killing each other quickly is Melissand's greatest wish at the moment.

To this end, she did not hesitate to contact these powerful sons of Baal again and again, revealing each other's plans and ambitions to each other.

Unfortunately, the implementation of this plan did not go smoothly.

Especially the abnormal surge of energy not long ago, and the passage that suddenly appeared out of thin air above the head of the Son of Baal to connect to the Blood Throne, for the first time, Melissand noticed that the situation seemed to be more and more out of her control, and gradually developed towards a violent trend.

If this continues, sooner or later, all five descendants will become quasi-gods or even demigods.

At that time, the battle for the Blood Throne will inevitably be more dangerous, and the slightest carelessness will be wasted.

Thinking of this, Melissan took a deep breath and pretended to be nervous, and tentatively said, "How, have you thought about it?" ”

Barsaza nodded indifferently: "Yes, I have been preparing for this day for a long time.

Whether it's Jacqua Sula or Cinder, if they dare to start a war, I will personally take action to deal with it.

This is both my mission and the purpose of my existence.

In contrast to these, I think there are three other sons of Barr that need special attention: Aberdell, Ammon and Sancho.

Not long ago, they had carved out a separate space of their own in the realm of the god of murder.

Abazig even told me that he could even faintly feel the presence of the other person in his own space.

That meant that these young sons of Baal were also qualified to compete for the ultimate ownership of the Blood Throne.

What's more, two of them, Sancho and Aberdell, can become veritable quasi-gods as long as they stand the test. ”

"You're right, these two young men are a potential threat, and they're allies in the same adventure party."

There's a strange glint in Melissand's eyes, and she doesn't know what she's thinking.

As the one who holds the souls of all the Sons of Baal, it is naturally impossible for her to be ignorant of the battle of fate that is taking place right now.

Quite the opposite!

Whether it's Aberdell, Sancho, or Irenikas on the other side, she can use some of her control over the Blood Throne to see clearly.

But the problem is that if you want to meddle, you are simply thinking too much.

After all, every son of Baal who awakens and reaches the level of a quasi-god will be affected by his own divine power and divinity, and directly open up a small piece of his own kingdom in Baal's kingdom to store his spiritual essence.

It is the equivalent of a miniature, simplified, castrated version of the kingdom of the gods, made entirely up of the spirit and will of the Sons of Baal.

Perhaps as the true master of the entire kingdom, the God of Murder has the power to enter, transform, and even erase these kingdoms within nations.

But Melissand couldn't do that at all.

Even the slightest bit of proximity could lead to an immediate forceful eviction.

"In short, I will continue to monitor those who are threatening, and I will fulfill my promise when the time is right. That's all for today's conversation, ma'am. ”

With that, Barsaza stood up and made a gesture of sending off the guest.

Seeing that the little trick of sowing discord was once again unrecognizable, Melissand could only get up and say goodbye, and disappeared into the rolling yellow sand outside the monastery gate under the leadership of the two warrior monks at the gate.

Standing on the rooftop of the second floor and looking at the desolate scenery of the town, the powerful warrior monk couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Is the fateful moment finally coming?"

Isn't my life also entering the final countdown of the Tao?

In that case, let all the killing, blood, violence, and death come to an end in my hands.

Baal's filthy blood should not remain in this world.

No matter what sins I commit in the process of achieving this goal, I am willing to bear it on my own. ”

There is no doubt that Barthaza is the only one of the many sons of Bar who, far from being evil, tends to be orderly and good.

If it weren't for the blood of the god of murder in his veins, he would have become a powerful and respected warrior master and would forever protect this town that stands tall in a desolate land.

It's a pity that since the moment Melissand came to the door, his originally peaceful and peaceful life has completely disappeared.

And in order to suppress the ever-expanding killing power and divinity, Basarza also mastered a divine rune by praying to the goddess of the moon, Suren, to suppress the power of sealing Baal.

That's why one of the other five is afraid of him.

By the way, in the crystal wall where the planet Torel is located, the goddess of the moon, Suren, is the true god of light, and it is she who brought the first sun in the creation myth and legend.

In addition, although Suren is the goddess of the moon, it does not represent the moon itself.

Just as the sun god does not represent the sun, it is the result of mortal wishful thinking and belief.

Torrell's moon is just a celestial moon, and it's even inhabited by mortals.

Instead of believing in Suren, they mainly believed in Leila, the goddess of illusions.

It is said that in order to repay the faith of the moon people, the goddess also unleashed a huge illusion on the side facing the planet Torrell, causing the people on Torrell to not see the buildings and creatures on the moon.

Just as Barthaza was thinking about what he should do next, he suddenly felt as if there was a person standing behind him.

With superhuman nerve reflexes, he immediately turned his head at an extremely fast speed, only to see a young man with black hair and black eyes appear at the top of the stairs about seven or eight meters away from him at some point.

And it didn't alarm the other warrior monks in the monastery who were training, meditating, and patrolling.

"Who are you? And how did you get in? Barthaza asked with a puzzled expression.

Out of confidence in his own strength, he did not react too violently immediately, but wanted to find out the identity and purpose of the other party first.

"Hello, Barsazza.

Although this is technically the first time we have met.

But actually I've been following you for a long time.

You can call me Soss, and I believe that there is no need to explain too much about the name. ”

Zuo Si very simply identified himself.

Because I know that the powerful warrior monk in front of me is not an enemy, at least not yet, but it may become a good ally.

"Emperor?!"

Barsaza was visibly taken aback.

After all, the town of Amxalan, where the monastery is located, is located in the land of Karins.

Therefore, whether it was the restoration of Sean VII and the vigorous emancipation of slaves, or the creation of a huge West Coast empire through marriage, and the booming economy after the establishment of the empire, he saw it all without exception.

Compared with the previous situation of the ruling class in the Karlin area being arrogant and lascivious, and the poor at the bottom living in misery for a long time, the current situation can undoubtedly be described as "heaven on earth".

In particular, a large number of original nobles, wealthy merchants and slave owners were purged, so that countless resources and wealth that had been monopolized for a long time were redistributed.

The efficient functioning of the judiciary and bureaucracy has also made people feel unprecedented security, order, and relative fairness for the first time.

Although Barthazar did not have any expertise in the fields of economics, governance, and justice, he could feel that the supreme ruler of the West Coast Empire was a very rare and wise monarch who could bring long-term prosperity and stability.

So he had long been prepared to hand over power when the empire sent officials to rule.

But what Basarza never expected was that he did not wait for the officials and the army, but waited for the emperor himself.

Zuo Si teased in a half-joking tone: "That's right. I think in the Carlin shirt, no one has dared to swagger under my name. Because according to the law, anyone who does so will be punished with capital punishment. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you're not here for Amxalan, a town of a few hundred people. Because it is not worth the Emperor's personal involvement. Bassaza cautiously probed.

"You guessed it. In fact, I have come this time not to have anything to do with the town below, but to discuss with you about the Five Descendants and the Sons of Baal, and the true face of the lady who just left. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si took out a dark red book from his pocket and handed it over.

Basarza subconsciously took it and opened it and glanced at it, and was instantly attracted by the content written in blood as ink.

Because this book is the internal text of the Baal Church, it records the story of how Melissand, little by little, was favored by the god of murder from ordinary sacrifices, and finally climbed to the position of the first elect.

Although Melissanda has been trying to hide her past, it is clear that there are too many ways to find clues about it.

After reading the whole book, Barsaza's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he raised his head and asked, "So this woman is still loyal to the murder god Bal?" The reason why she keeps inciting us to kill each other is so that we can resurrect those filthy evil gods? ”

Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, of course not.

In fact, before the turbulent year was over, she had already betrayed the god she served and began to plot to replace him.

Through all these years of collecting the souls, divinity, and divine powers of those dead sons of Baal, guess how powerful this lady has become now.

So I suggest that from now on, it's best not to mention her name directly. ”

"What do you mean...... She's a god now? ”

As a warrior monk of the monastery, Basarza had apparently read a lot of theological books and understood what it meant that mentioning a name could lead to a leak of information.

"It's not certain yet. But I'm a person who likes to prepare for the worst in everything, so let's think she's a demigod. ”

Zuo Si gave an ambiguous answer.

Because although he saw Melissand when he came, he did not feel the great pressure of coming face to face with God before.

Maybe Melissand is the weakest among the gods, and it can't be ruled out that she hides it well.

Anyway, Zuo Si doesn't want to startle the snake for the time being.

In other words, whether it was the Five Descendants or the previous gathering of the sons of Baal in large numbers to kill them, it was all part of the woman's plan. She's using us to make herself stronger and stronger until she fully grasps the Blood Throne and becomes the new god of murder? ”

It is clear that Melissand's true ambition has given Barcelona an unprecedented shock.

Although he could vaguely perceive before, this older lady who always promised power, power, fame, and wealth to the five descendants, including himself, must have hidden some secrets.

But in any case, I didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to sacrifice all the sons of Baal to seize the Blood Throne and become a god by deception, fooling and manipulation.

What's even more ridiculous is that most of the sons of Baal see him as an amiable protector.

Even the Five Descendants only thought that Melissian was a priest of the Baal Church, and wanted to help the most powerful of the sons of Baal ascend to the throne so that they could be rewarded afterwards.

How insidious and cunning this is!

How cruel and cruel!

The ambition and madness that was about to come out directly shattered the original image of Melissand in Barthaza's mind, and replaced it with a demon who was more evil and mad than the god of murder.

He suddenly realizes that Melissand, the most evil and filthy being compared to the children of Baal, who are driven by blood instincts.

Seeing that the legendary warrior monk had understood the truth of the matter, Zuo Si said in an unhurried tone: "You guessed right.

According to my findings, after Baal's death, his church began to gather the sons of Baal scattered around the world in an attempt to resurrect their own gods through a great killing and sacrifice.

Sadly, this sacrifice was interrupted by a number of good, neutral organizations, including the harper.

The person who revealed the information to these organizations was the first chosen person who had betrayed the god of murder.

Through this betrayal, she not only succeeded in disrupting Baal's resurrection plan, but also stole a large number of Baal's sons' souls, divinities, and divine powers, and also gained some control over the Blood Throne.

So compared to the other sons of Baal, this woman is the most dangerous enemy.

I know you've been longing to cleanse the god of murder from the filthy bloodline left in this world, even to destroy him once and for all so that he can't be resurrected.

It just so happens that I also happen to have that will.

Since we share a common goal, why not form an alliance? ”

"Alliance? You're spying on the throne of blood, too! ”

Bassaza raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashing with a cold cold light, and at the same time exuding a terrifying "momentum".

An invisible force field centered around him began to expand around him.

The reason why the word momentum is put in quotation marks is because it is not a description, but an energy that can be felt personally, and it is also a unique power system for warrior monks.

Its essence is still a use of magical energy.

By manipulating these energies, the Monk can attack and adjust the rhythm of his breathing, cast the effects of many spell-like abilities with his bare hands, and can also strengthen himself with energy.

A warrior monk like Bassaza who has reached the level of LV30, when he gives himself the [Reversal Resistance] secret technique, can even rely on the terrifying magic resistance and immunity of his physical body, and directly resist many nine-ring magic spells and only suffer a little minor injury.

Those spells that freeze, enchant, control, and instantly die are completely ineffective.

Clearly, such a violent reaction shows that Barthaza is hostile to his father, Barr.

In his opinion, whether it was the Son of Baal, Melissand, or anyone else who aspired to this power, they were a potentially great threat that must be eliminated.

However, Zuo Si was obviously not frightened by the other party, but just pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Hehe, what, do you want to do it here?

Save your energy.

You are not my opponent, and I am not your enemy.

After all, I've never hidden my intentions for the Blood Throne.

But what you want is a little different from what you imagined.

I have no intention of becoming a god, but I simply want to take away the priesthood of death that originally belonged to Baal, as well as the vast amount of divine power accumulated in the Blood Throne.

In this way, even if your father is resurrected through some means in the future, his own strength and influence will be greatly weakened, and he will no longer be able to make waves as before.

Believe me, I'm very experienced in this area.

The fall of the Prince of Lies, Shirek, from a powerful divine power to the present day without any sense of existence at all, is the best example. ”

"And what about Sancho, Aberdell, and Aamon? You don't want one of them to step up and succeed Baal in the end, do you? Bassaza asked, frowning.

"No, I don't have that intention.

Sancho is my disciple, and I am simply training him.

As for whether he wants to become the new god of murder, it depends on his own choice.

Ammon wasn't interested in Baal's power at all.

I believe that she will be more than happy to surrender her divinity and divine powers at the final moment to become an ordinary adventurer.

In contrast, the situation at Aberdell is a little more complicated.

To be precise, he has been infiltrated and controlled, and is one of the few vessels that can be 100% sure that he will become the vessel of Baal's resurrection.

That's why I came to you to cooperate.

As long as we join forces, we will be able to solve all these hidden dangers perfectly. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si took the initiative to stretch out his right hand.

Barsaza lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his right hand and clasped it tightly with Zuo Si, and warned in a very serious and solemn tone: "Okay, for the sake of you providing so much key information, I will trust you for the time being."

But the ugly words lie ahead.

If one day I find out that you are cheating and using me just like that woman, then don't blame me for being ruthless.

I don't care if you're the Emperor, or the Chosen Ones of the gods.

Even risking your life will cost you money. ”

"Please don't worry, I won't lie to anyone.

There are too few people in this world who are willing to sacrifice themselves for some noble ideals and reasons.

What's more, it's still like you, who could have enjoyed the power of Baal's divine power and divinity with peace of mind, and pursued to inherit the Blood Throne and become a true god like other sons of Baal.

You may not believe it, but I've always admired you.

Whether it's the perseverance of self-restraint or the decisive choice made after learning about his background.

If I could, I hope you would eventually survive in another form, and join me in the vastness and variety of the multiverse. ”

After saying this, an unfathomable look appeared on Zuo Si's face, and then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

Barsaza froze in place, unable to understand what the other party wanted to express in the end for a long time.

……

At the same time, far away in the kingdom of Baal, with the Blood Throne at its core.

Sancho was standing alone on a barren black earth, looking at the blood-red sky above him, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

You don't have to ask to know if he's been separated from the rest of the team, or if his soul has been transported to another place alone.

Because his spiritual power has become strong enough, and the moment the passage is opened, the divine power and divinity skyrocket, and finally successfully transcends the limit of mortals to ignite the spark of divinity and become a quasi-god.

This means that it is possible to exist in a purely spiritual and philosophical form out of the physical body, and to be naturally entitled to establish a small space of its own here.

As for the rest of the team, they were pulled into a relatively separate space by Aberdell.

They are currently undergoing trials with Irenikas and then going through a final battle to decide their fate.

However, Sancho obviously didn't know this, and just frowned and looked around, while using divine power and divinity to feel the state of his body at the moment.

After about seven or eight minutes, he sighed slightly and smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, it's somewhere in the outer plane that tends to the evil camp.

Am I dead?

Or was it sucked in by the passage above you that connected to the Blood Throne?

If I'm not dead, how is my body doing now?

If dead, what is the soul that ignites the spark of divinity?

It's really confusing. ”

But complaining and complaining, the boy quickly walked down a path towards the stairs that led to the depths.

As he passed through the dark passage, his eyes suddenly brightened.

On a plain full of thorns and weeds, a man in armor and holding a two-handed giant sword stood steadily in the center.

Due to the fact that he was wearing a fully enclosed helmet, he could not see his face clearly at all.

At the moment when Sancho stepped into the plain with one foot, the man who had been standing motionless like a sculpture suddenly greeted in a deep voice: "Long time no see, my dear brother.

I really can't imagine that you, who didn't even have the slightest ability to resist at the beginning, actually came to this point.

I thought it would be Aberdell's idiot who would be here first.

But now it seems that you have more potential than he does. ”

"Are you...... Shalovok?! ”

Sancho instantly recognized the heavily armed warrior in front of him, who was the mastermind behind a series of behind-the-scenes conspiracies at Baldur's Gate, and also the murderer of Aberdell's adoptive father, Glian.

"That's right, that's me."

Shalovok opened the visor of his helmet, revealing his vicious, bloodthirsty face.

Unlike when he was alive, after death, he no longer looked so confident because he had lost most of his divine power and divinity, but was filled with a twisted hatred.

Yes, he hated the boy in front of him for not only living, but also going to heights that he had not reached.

Although Shalovok had also gained a small area in the kingdom of Baal by recruiting followers, he was still far from becoming a quasi-god.

"Why are you here?"

Sancho raised his guard a little, but he didn't appear to be nervous.

After all, he is now very powerful, and there is no need to fear a son of Baal who has failed and died.

A dark red glint flashed in Shalophok's eyes, and he replied in a chilling tone, "This is our father's kingdom.

As the son of Baal, where can my soul go when I die without coming here?

Do you know how tormented I have been in the time since I died?

And how much do you long to be able to chop you and Aberdale into meat sauce? ”

"So you're here for revenge?

But I can't figure it out, even if you want to get revenge, you should go to Aberdell.

If I'm not mistaken, he's probably in some separate space here. ”

As he spoke, Sancho took the initiative to take a step forward, and did not shy away from meeting Shalofok's terrifying eyes.

"Revenge?

No, that's not what I want.

Or rather, revenge doesn't mean anything to me now.

For my essence as a child of God has been stripped away, and only a remnant soul remains.

In other words, I'm no longer eligible to run for the Blood Throne.

Now I just want to get a chance to be resurrected.

And you are the one who can help me.

In return, I can tell you some secrets about this space, as well as tips on how to use it correctly.

They are also willing to pledge their allegiance to you until you make a final choice on this journey.

How's that, that's a good deal, right? ”

Shalovok bluntly set his own terms.

The reason why he didn't choose to go to Aberdale but came to Sancho was because the latter was stronger and more rational in his way of thinking, and he was likely to become the final winner.

Since you can't take the Blood Throne yourself, help another Son of Baal take it.

As for why this was done, I'm afraid even Shalovk himself didn't quite understand.

Because the past failures are like a black hole, which is constantly devouring his mind.

If you can't get satisfaction at this point, you may go completely insane, or become a numb walking corpse.

But Sancho was undoubtedly wary of the deal offered by Shalovok, narrowing his eyes and asking: "How can I help you?" Or what do I have to give in the process of resurrecting you? ”

"A small fragment of the soul will do."

Shalophok deliberately pretended to be relaxed and gave the answer.

Moment!

Sancho's face changed, becoming dangerous and cold, and he immediately refused: "Sorry, I'm not interested in this deal.

The soul is the most precious thing a person has.

Even the slightest tear can be a huge problem.

I suggest you go straight to Aberdale, and the fool might agree. ”

"Don't you want to know the secrets of this space and the tricks of how to manipulate it?"

Shalovok questioned loudly, obviously not expecting the boy to refuse so decisively, and there was not even the slightest room for manoeuvre.

"I don't need you to tell me that.

Since this is our father's kingdom, and my arrival has created this separate space, it means that it is a projection of my spirit, will, and heart.

I can reshape it with my own will and divine power.

You want to blackmail me with this little thing?

I'm sorry, but my education, knowledge, and admonitions from my mentor are beyond your reach as a warrior. ”

As the last word blurted out, Sancho suddenly raised his hands and released a large amount of divine power.

Next Second......

The originally dark and deep environment suddenly became colorful.

Weeds and thorns were replaced by emerald green woods, shrubs, and grasses at a great speed, and a small sun that radiated light and heat rose overhead.

Undoubtedly, this reshaping of the surrounding environment through divine power is one of the basic abilities of the gods to be able to build their own kingdom on the outer plane.

Shalofok's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He couldn't believe that the boy in front of him had mastered this technique for the first time, and it was far better than he could do it himself.

Just as he pondered how to get the other party to agree to help him come back to life, a crisp applause came from behind.

"Well done. My dear disciple, it seems that you have reached the point where you can become a teacher. How is it to be a semi-spiritualized, semi-materialized quasi-god? Do you feel like you can do anything? ”

Zuo Si clapped his hands and looked at Sancho, who inadvertently exuded majesty, and the surrounding environment that had been completely changed.

Although this independent space is not large, with a radius of only a few hundred meters, it is not easy to do this.

After all, it's a creation out of thin air, and it's a plant-type life.

"Mentor? How did you end up here! ”

Sancho's eyes widened in disbelief.

Zuo Si sneered and asked, "Why can't I be here?"

Don't forget, I'm a traveling mage who can travel between any plane, crystal wall, and even the universe at will.

As long as there is an accurate spatial coordinates, not even God can stop me from entering or leaving.

What's more, when the passage to the Blood Throne opened, I had already locked your place. ”

"What's going on? Why is my soul here? ”

Sancho asked impatiently.

He wanted to know if he was alive or dead in his current state.

Zuo Si walked closer and patted the boy on the shoulder to reassure: "Don't worry, this matter may be a bit complicated to say."

But to sum it up simply, the murder god father you died should most likely be doing something in the astral realm to muddy the waters.

He is the only one who can exert influence on all the Sons of Baal in such a large area, connecting them to the Blood Throne. ”

"Wait! Are you saying that it's not just me, Aberdell, and Amon who are affected, but all the sons of Baal in the entire continent of Faeron? ”

Sancho was so clever that he immediately realized the great conspiracy behind this matter.

"Yes.

According to Davian's report, many of the Sons of Baal have become much stronger with the surge of energy.

Others are even more impatient and some are ready to move.

So I have to get you out there as soon as possible to deal with these troubles.

As soon as your soul leaves here, it will immediately return to your body and wake up again. ”

With that, Zuo Si grabbed the boy by the shoulder and prepared to take him back to Faerun.

At the moment when the interdimensional teleportation magic was about to be activated, Shalofok finally couldn't help but rush up and roared, "No! You can't take him! I need a small piece of his soul to be resurrected! ”

"Huh?"

Zuo Si stopped in an instant, turned to look at this careerist who had started a war in the Baldur's Gate in order to realize the gods, and said with a smile: "Please give me a reason to help you." ”

"Just take me out of this goddamn place! I am willing to swear eternal allegiance to you and serve you! ”

Shalovok obviously knew that his chips were limited, so he went straight to Stud at the beginning.

He understands that loyalty and competence are the only things he can offer.

"Deal. However, the process and results may be slightly different from what you imagined. ”

Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a hint of play that was not easy to detect, and he raised his hand to release a powerful necromancy spell, snatching Shalopok's soul directly from the realm of Baal and temporarily sealing it in a gem.

You don't have to ask to know that he's planning to turn this crazy and powerful warrior into a brigade mage card.

Whether it's a normal minion or a more advanced minion still needs a little consideration.

After all this was done, Zuosi took Sancho and left the country of Baal, which was in a stage of slow collapse......

(End of chapter)