"Immortal?"

Davidian picked up the Death Sword that had fallen to the ground, instantly unleashing the astonishing energy contained within.

Rumble!!!!!!

With a loud bang and explosion, his whole body instantly turned into a huge high-temperature fireball and exploded.

When the flames and heat cleared, both the soldiers guarding the city walls in the distance and the other fire giants around them could clearly see an incredded, incredded-large dragon of incredible size.

It was only at this moment that they were finally convinced that Davidian in human form was transformed into a flaming dragon.

"Humph! Needless struggle. You think you'll kill me by turning into a bigger dragon? ”

Jactarsula grinned bloodthirsty, and immediately spread her legs and charged with a agility and speed that was disproportionate to his size, and the heavy +4 rune hammer with both hands was lifted high, aiming it at the flaming dragon's head and smashing it down.

Since he is half of the Fire Giant's bloodline, he is not afraid of the high-temperature flames that surround him.

Next Second......

Bang!

Heavy warhammers and terror beyond the limits smashed the dragon's head to the ground.

I don't know if it's blood or the liquid flames that flow, and the parts above the eyes are even more sparse.

If an ordinary dragon is injured like this, it can basically be regarded as an explanation.

Just as Jacqua Sula fell to the ground and was about to announce to the other Fire Giants around him that he had won the battle, his eyes widened in disbelief to see that the destroyed dragon's head suddenly ignited into a ball of flames in just a few seconds, and then returned to its original state, which was simply a replica of his immortal body just now.

"This ...... How is this possible?! ”

The Son of Baal apparently could not accept that his vaunted abilities should be in the hands of another enemy.

He reacted similarly to the other fire giants around him.

"Do you think you're the only one in this world who has an immortal body?"

Davidian instantly unleashed a fireball spell on himself to replenish the lost life force, and then moved his half-dragon, half-elemental body slightly, and asked condescendingly in a slightly disdainful tone.

"Flame...... Element...... Yes! I get it! Your power comes from some powerful presence in the fire elemental plane, so you can regenerate infinitely in the flames. ”

Raised by the sacrifice of the swamp witch and murder god Bal, Jagasula clearly can't be some idiot.

Contrary.

He was quite smart, and immediately figured out the reason why the Flame Dragon Knight was able to recover from his injuries quickly, and at the same time, his face began to change from smug to ugly.

Because as a person with an immortal body, Jaga Sula knows all too well how difficult and disgusting this ability can be.

There are many sons of Baal who are very strong, but they are exhausted by him until they are exhausted or have used up all their spells, and in the end they can only watch in despair as they are smashed into meatloaf by the warhammer.

What's even worse is that the essence of the opponent's power is the fire element.

And as a half-fire giant, he has no other ability to restrain him.

The human mages in the rear who came from afar to join the Fire Giant Legion were able to release some frost-like magic to restrain this regeneration.

But the problem is that most of those spells are area damage, and they will implicate themselves who are also weak ice.

Despite being immortal, Jactarsula is not really killed by frost magic.

But the fear of the cold in his nature made him not want to taste that terrible taste at all.

Just when the son of Baal was entangled and hesitant, Davian, who had never known what he was afraid of, took the lead in attacking, waving his huge dragon claws and pounced on the whole body, instantly pressing the former to the ground, opening his big mouth full of fangs and biting one of his arms, laughing like a madman: "Hahahaha! Since none of us will be killed easily, let's have fun fighting and enjoy the battle! Why, you shouldn't be scared, right? ”

"Ahhh!!hhh Damn it! You're hurting me! I'm going to tear your body apart! Pry every tooth out of your mouth! ”

The sharp pain in her arm also made Jagasula extremely angry, and her other hand picked up the warhammer and smashed it into the body of the flaming dragon.

Despite his size, he is "only" four meters tall.

But because he is the son of God, he has not suffered much loss in terms of strength.

Especially after transforming into a super-giant killer, the battle has basically completely turned into a fight between monsters and monsters.

Several fire giants rushed forward to help their leader, but were crushed to death by the rolling flaming dragon.

Everywhere they passed, they were instantly covered in hot flames, forming pools of hot lava.

The two sides were evenly matched for tens of minutes or even hours, and neither could help the other.

Jacqua Sula learned from her adoptive mother the secret art of digging out her heart and burning it on a magical flame.

As a result, not only does he possess unimaginable protection and spell immunity and resistance, but he also fully recovers in an instant, no matter how serious the injuries he receives.

In the same way, Davion, the Flame Dragon Knight, can also constantly restore his vitality in all places where the fire elemental is abundant, and repair the half-elemental body that has no vital needs.

He inherited the power of the Fire Elemental Prince, giving him unlimited access to Fireball, Fire Wall, and an aura of fire.

Unless the gods themselves are killed, it is difficult for ordinary physical and magical attacks to deal devastating damage at once.

To put it bluntly, these two guys belong to the meat shield with high blood and thick defense, and they also have a strong recovery ability.

Without a few days or even weeks of consumption, it is impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser.

And in a contest like this, it is difficult for outsiders to get involved.

So after observing for a while, the rest of the fire giants and the human mages, warriors, and priests who had joined them avoided the area and rushed towards the walls of Saradush once more.

They obviously felt that Jacthara's strongest combat power could contain the enemy's strength, and with their own racial superiority and impact, they could take down this city ruled by weak humans in minutes.

But it's a pity that the ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny.

Knowing that Sara Doxu was at the forefront of the Battle of the Sons of Baal, Zoz deployed a sizable number of arcane spellcasters here.

The massive tower in the center of the city even holds up a protective shield of hemispherical force fields to defend against the boulders that fall from the sky.

Most civilians have long been brought in for resettlement, without fear of putting their lives at risk.

The only regret is that their houses outside the force field protection are resigned to fate.

If you are unlucky to be hit by a boulder that falls from the sky, it is basically scrapped along with all the belongings inside, and there is no luck at all.

Of course, this terrible war was not entirely a bad thing for the imperial bureaucrats sent to rule.

As the saying goes, the old doesn't go, and the new doesn't come.

The more the crowded, unplanned clutter of buildings was destroyed, the smoother their plan to renovate Sara Douxu would be, and the more money they would save to acquire the land.

In addition, it can win the hearts of the people by providing cheap rental housing through post-war reconstruction, leaving a good mark on his resume, and laying a solid foundation for future evaluations and promotions.

The reason for their utilitarianism lies in the long-standing tradition of slavery in the Karlingsan region and the ingrained mindset of the elite ruling class that does not treat commoners as human beings.

Even after the emancipation of all slaves and the establishment of the West Coast Empire, their overall perception did not change much.

All that is done is to achieve those quantitative targets in order to climb up the new power system.

After all, the biggest difference between a mature bureaucracy and the aristocracy and wealthy merchants in the past is that power cannot be inherited by inheritance.

Although the parents of high-ranking officials can provide a relatively high starting point and impart experience, in the end, they still have to rely on their own talent and hard work to become a master.

Just when the bureaucrats regarded the siege of the Fire Giant Legion as a good opportunity for their own political achievements, a short and thin figure suddenly appeared above the city gate out of thin air, spreading its arms and doing dazzling complex spell casting movements.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting incantations, a biting cold that could not be described in words suddenly made those charging fire giants outside the city wall shiver involuntarily.

Before they could react to what had happened, a huge area within a radius of several hundred meters suddenly appeared in a strange situation of ice and snowfall.

The cold wind that blew on his face made the fire giant shiver in just a few seconds, and his hair and beard were frozen into hard lumps of ice due to the ultra-low temperature, which would break immediately if touched at the slightest touch.

As for the humans, orcs, half-orcs, and goblins who joined the Fire Giant Legion, they quickly froze into running ice sculptures in less than a dozen seconds.

You must know that this is a karin shirt known for its heat and rain, located in the south of the west coast of the continent of Faerun, most people do not need to wear warm clothes for the rest of their lives, only need to wear a linen shirt or silk robe outside.

So when the severe cold hit on a large scale, they didn't have the slightest ability to resist and were attacked.

Except for a few mages who reacted quickly and blessed themselves with spells to resist cold damage, the rest were almost wiped out in this round.

Only a small number of fire giants with relatively high professional level and tenacious vitality immediately turned around after sensing that something was wrong, and only then did they successfully escape the influence range of ultra-low temperature and save their lives.

As a fire subspecies of the Giants, all cold energy damage can deal a lot of extra damage to them.

Therefore, everyone who ran a little slower was now frozen in place, and could only watch and feel the temperature of his body getting lower and lower in despair, until he completely lost consciousness and consciousness and froze to death.

Without a doubt, this is a very typical legendary magic - Winter.

Its biggest feature is to create a large area of ultra-low temperatures like the polar regions, which exceed 100 degrees Celsius, and accompanied by violent snowstorms, causing the creatures in the range to quickly lose temperature and die.

Although the coverage area is not large, the area covered by the magic core area is only a few hundred meters in radius.

However, it lasts for a full twenty hours, and can continue to spread out to the surrounding area, forming a radius of several kilometers or even more than ten kilometers.

You don't need to ask to know that it was none other than Sancho, who was assigned to work with Davidian in Sarah.

With the death of a large number of creatures, the divine power in his body began to grow, expand, and boil at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding a cold temperament unique to the son of Baal.

After all, even a person who was originally kind-hearted will gradually become hard-hearted when he watches the scenes of betrayal, killing, and death constantly unfolding around him all day long.

It's like a soldier on the battlefield, when he first sees a bloody corpse, whether it is his own or the enemy's, he will subconsciously feel fear and fear.

However, with the opening of the body's protective mechanisms over time, they will quickly adapt, numb, and even enjoy the thrill and pleasure of killing, destroying, and plundering.

What's more, most of the people killed this time are the fire giants, as well as the mercenaries who joined the fire giant legion in order to plunder Sarah's wealth.

Just when Sancho's pupils flashed with a cold light that was colder than legendary magic, and he was about to rush down to cooperate with Davidian and directly annihilate this legion forever, a force so powerful that it could not resist tightly imprisoned his soul.

Moment!

Under the influence of this force, he transcended the constraints of his body and plane and suddenly appeared in the independent space of the kingdom of the god of murder, Baal, who had been transformed by himself.

Just a second later, a mysterious voice sounded like a hymn being sung.

"Welcome, Son of God, I have been waiting for a long time.

You have crossed the limits of mortals and are embarking on a sacred and great path to immortality.

And I will act as a guide to help you understand yourself and make sure that you can fulfill your duties as soon as you become a true deity. ”

Following the sound, Sancho saw a female angel with eyes shining like a god's golden light, standing under a plane tree not far away, with a warm and kind smile on her face.

Blazing Celestial Servant!

He immediately recognized the identity of the other party.

Having seen Nimidonna more than once before, the boy knew a lot about this creature that also possessed divinity and powers comparable to that of a demigod.

I just don't understand why the other party appeared in the kingdom of his evil father.

In addition, I don't know if it's an illusion, Sancho always feels that the blazing god in front of him seems to be even more powerful, just like a real god, and his gestures contain unimaginable majesty and power.

"Who are you?"

Sancho took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm, while cautiously probing.

"As a messenger of fate and gods, I have been around since before the first thread of fate was woven.

And you, Son of God, are standing at the crossroads of fate.

The divine light has now awakened in the bodies of all the sons of Baal.

Some of you have even ignited a spark of divinity, possessing the power of quasi-gods or even demigods.

This is too dangerous for mortals in the material world.

Even a single battle can result in the deaths of thousands of people and cause enormous damage to the environment and landscape.

By order of His Majesty Io, the god of God, from now on the power of all the sons of Baal will be limited to a certain extent.

You can continue to use those powers beyond mortals, but the reach in the physical world will be greatly reduced. ”

The Blazing Sky Servant expressed his intention very simply and directly.

"So you're representing the gods, especially Io, the god of the gods, and you're here to inform me that my divine power will be limited in the future?"

Sancho raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Not long ago, he wondered when the gods would choose to intervene as his Sons of Baal became more and more powerful.

But I didn't expect that the work that should have come in just a few days had already come.

The Blazing Sky Servant shook his head slightly, "No, son of God.

My role is not just to inform, but to monitor and make sure the whole process is under control.

In addition to this, I will teach all the children of Baal who have won their destiny how to properly understand the divine nature within themselves, as well as the subconscious knowledge of themselves.

Becoming a qualified god is not as simple as you might think, as you might think, as you might think, as you might think, as you might think, and then take over all the power that Baal has left in this world, and then inherit the Blood Throne.

God represents absolute free will without outside interference, a never-ending quest for an idea and a single goal.

If you can't do this, you can't be called a god even if you have the corresponding power.

It's as if you can't give up your flesh and mortal womb to completely spiritualize yourself now. ”

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any intention of becoming the new God of Murder." Sancho interrupted suddenly.

"Whether you become a god or not, it's your choice, and it has nothing to do with me.

But I have to do my duty to teach you what you have to know.

I am an observer, an overseer, a teacher, representing absolute neutrality.

I will not interfere, let alone get involved.

When you defeat a strong enemy and win your destiny, I will appear again.

Goodbye, son of God.

May you persevere to the end in the brutal battle. ”

After saying this, the Blazing Sky Divine Attendant bowed gracefully, and then turned into a ray of light and disappeared in place.

And Sancho was instantly sent back to the battlefield of Saradush from the kingdom of Baal.

At the moment when the whole person didn't have time to come back to his senses, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came from the bottom of his heart.

He hurriedly turned his head to look behind him, only to see a pair of sharp, striking eyes staring at him in the dark corner of the city wall.

The owner of the eye hooked his hand and gestured "follow me", and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Sancho hurriedly glanced at the fire giants and mercenaries outside the city walls who had been shocked by the terrifying lethality of legendary magic and did not dare to attack again, and confirmed that there was no need to worry about the safety of the city in a short time, so he jumped down from a high place and chased after him.

After passing through several alleys and the ruins of buildings, he finally saw the true face of the mysterious man, a warrior monk wearing ascetic robes and a hood.

Just as he was about to ask about the other party's identity, origin, and purpose, the warrior monk suddenly appeared with a very strange smile and asked bluntly, "I think you've already seen the Blazing Heavenly Divine Servant who claims to be the messenger of the gods just now, right?" ”

"You're also the son of Baal?!"

Sancho's pupils dilated suddenly, and he immediately raised his level of vigilance and vigilance to the highest level.

Because of all the sons of Baal that have been met so far, except for Ammon and Aberdell, every one of the others has basically come for his life.

"Relax, I'm not your enemy, at least not yet.

In addition, I can tell you clearly that my name is Basazar, and I am one of the five descendants.

But don't worry, I'm not of the same heart as them, and I've never spied into the wicked, filthy power of the Blood Throne.

There's only one thing I want to do.

That is to erase all the blood left by the god of murder, Baal, in this world and completely destroy his ambition to be resurrected. ”

With that, Barthazar took off his hood to reveal the runes on his forehead, face, and neck that were densely packed to suppress Baal's power.

Sancho only glanced at it and was struck by the indescribable sight.

He couldn't believe that there was a son of Baal in this world who could resist the temptation of divine power, completely discarding the gift from his divine father, and sealing it perfectly with his own will and strength alone.

"Looks like you've taken my word for it. This is good and avoids a lot of unnecessary suspicion and suspicion. ”

A faint smile appeared on Barsaza's face, and he pointed in the direction beyond the city walls and said to himself, "You should have seen the immortal body that Jaga Sula possesses.

As far as I know, this is a very mysterious and powerful secret art, derived from ancient natural magic.

The first person to use it was the famous Swamp Witch - Niali.

Later, for some unknown reason, this crazy old woman chose to serve the god of murder, Baal, and became a high-ranking priest.

What's even more interesting is that Niali is also Jaca Sula's adoptive mother.

So as long as you can find this swamp witch, you will naturally be able to figure out how Jaga Sula obtained her immortal body and how to crack it. ”

"You want to borrow my hand to kill Jakar Sula?"

Sancho looked up and asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure.

"That's right. My goal is to kill all the children of Baal, even myself.

If you manage to do that, then I'll provide you with more information on Cinder and Abazig.

Anyway, let's do it.

Hopefully, you'll be as good as someone promises.

Otherwise, I'll have to do it myself. ”

With the last word blurted out, Barsaza leaped over the walls with ease, disappearing into the distant woods at a speed that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Two fire giants who were cutting wood to build siege equipment spotted him and wanted to intercept it.

As a result, he was killed on the spot by this legendary warrior monk with a punch and a kick.

In particular, the fist with supernatural magical power burst the huge body of the fire giant with a single blow, turning it into a flying piece of minced flesh, which is even more exaggerated than the effect of a magic warhammer hitting the body.

Sancho, who had witnessed all this, felt his scalp tingle, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Is this the power that the Five Descendants have?" It's a bit scary to be an enemy. It seems that the next step is for me to set out to find the swamp witch, Niali, in order to find a way to kill Jakarsula. ”

As he spoke, he returned to the city wall again, and set his eyes on the two men who were still fighting frantically with their fists and blood, and then began to use prophecy magic to detect Niali's location.

On the other side of the battlefield, Melissan, who betrayed Barr and wanted to make herself a god, was also secretly admiring the war provoked by her, the corners of her mouth rose slightly to reveal a smile that the conspiracy had succeeded, and her two hands clenched tightly into fists and roared excitedly: "That's right! That's right! That's it!

Let's let go of your hands and feet and fight to your heart's content!

Only when you are all dead will I be able to obtain the key to unlock the Blood Throne and gain access to the divine power within.

Jakar Sula is just the beginning.

I also need to bring in more outside forces to bring this killing feast to a climax. ”

There is no doubt that this woman with the power of a demigod is about to step forward with the restlessness in her heart and seize the god position that she has been planning for many years.

But what Melissa didn't know was that when she was spying on the throne of the god of murder, there was another person who also had her eye.

Zuo Si, who had just returned from other time and space, held a black-covered book obtained from Lao Long's hand in his hand, looked at Melissand's back from afar, touched his chin and exclaimed with interest: "It's really an excellent experimental material."

I was still thinking about where to find a lone demigod to try, but I didn't expect to have a ready-made one in front of me.

According to Nicol Bolas, creating an immortal god is essentially killing it first, and then infusing it with massive amounts of black mana to reverse the god's most sacred essence, making it inevitably turn to death.

Then control it through powerful spells and sparks.

With my current level as a Brigade Mage, it may be a little reluctant to attack a genuine demigod.

But it's much easier if it's an impostor. ”

You don't need to ask to know that the book in Zuo Si's hand is recorded in all kinds of vicious methods to deal with the gods.

These include points that are not limited to brainwashing and controlling the gods born in the world by influencing and changing the mana core of the plane in which they are located;

Dozens of ways to kill gods, and hundreds of magic spells that might be used;

How to craft and forge god-killing weapons;

The process of transforming God into an immortal god.

Anyway, Nicol Bolas is very experienced in dealing with gods, and has summed up more than one set of skills and methods.

While this isn't necessarily entirely applicable in the universe where Torrell is located, it at least provides a lot of inspiration and ideas.

What's more, until the end, Melissan was not recognized as a goddess by the blazing god sent by the god Io.

This also means that although she has temporarily gained a power comparable to that of a demigod, she has not completely retreated from the physical mortal womb and become a pure spiritual existence, so she is not a complete god.

Zuo Si felt that with his current spark level, this kind of half-hanging should be just stuck in the passing line.

Whether it can be replaced by a real demigod or not is estimated to be a big question mark.

Just as he was about to cast a teleportation spell and return to the Mage Tower to sort out the harvest of his short journey across time and space, the Divine Servant of Nature suddenly appeared out of thin air, kneeling on one knee and offering both hands a ring that shimmered with blinding light under the vision of magic.

"Father, this is the Ring of Misery Ryan that you asked me to find, and I have found it."

"So fast? Didn't run into any obstacles or troubles, did you? ”

Zuo Si was pleasantly surprised, and took the ring to feel the magical power contained in this artifact.

Nimidonna shook her head slightly: "No, everything is going well.

There was no obstacle at all, except that a few hunting masters of the beast god Mara wanted to capture it.

After I taught them a lesson, the men quickly gave up and fled.

On top of that, I've found a seal deep in the forest, and it's likely that the last incarnation of the Elven Lock, Misrien Celett, is sleeping. ”

"Oh? What is the current state of that seal? ”

Zuo Si showed a very interested expression.

Because he knew that the god of Misrien Sellt was different from the other elven gods who liked to pursue pleasure, and was a rather eccentric and withdrawn god, whom the elves called protector and caretaker of the lock.

In the continent of Faerun, few elves choose to believe in this god.

Even the High Elf mages who had used his power to create locks on a large scale to protect the city were no exception.

Nimidonna replied without thinking, "The seal is well hidden and very well preserved, without any traces of being broken.

And I could feel the power of another god in it.

If it is forcibly destroyed, there is a high probability that it will attract the attention of the god, or even descend an avatar.

What, are you going to release the last incarnation of the Lost God in the continent of Faerun? ”

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

Even if I wanted to unleash the incarnation of Ryan Celett, I wouldn't be stupid enough to do it myself.

Instead, they will leak the news to the elves on Eternal Gathering Island, and let these pointy-eared people solve it themselves.

I'm a little more interested in this artifact ring than that. ”

With that, Zuo Si lifted the ring, which exuded the unique skill style of an elf from head to toe, and was so delicate that it was like a work of art.

Its main structure is not any known metal or other material, but a substance that has been clearly shaped out of thin air with divine power, and the whole has an obsidian-like quality, and the surface is covered with countless points of light that resemble stars in the night sky.

If you look closely, you will see that each point of light is a gemstone with amazing magical powers.

It is these gemstones that give the ring the power to create and dispel confusion.

And there is no need to pay any price, let alone get permission from Misrien Sellett.

Because the artifact itself is equivalent to half an incarnation without thought and consciousness.

When worn, whether or not you believe in the Elven Lock, you automatically gain all the abilities of his exclusive Priest, the Seeker.

The first is that an additional protective deflection field can be given to a piece of armor based on the level of the priest, which can be used once a day for one minute at a time;

The second is to be able to perceive the existence of the Mystery Lock, and identify the specific effect of the Mystery Lock when the Priest Level reaches LV5;

The third is that when the level reaches LV7, you can use a magic effect similar to [Shift Cloak] once a day to avoid an attack that the opponent must hit;

The fourth item is that the priest level reaches LV10, and you can perform the [Lost Lock Technique] once a day, compiling and modifying the current existing Lost Lock, and you can use it twice a day when you reach LV14;

The fifth item is that the priest level reaches LV12, which can get the damage effect of immunity to the Corrupted Lock, and can also get the secondary power of protective magic, and additionally obtain some spells of the faction;

Finally, there is the one that gives you extra power blessings when fighting the sacrifices of Ra, Musk, and Talos.

As for the ring itself, it doubles the duration of protective magic, gains extra false health, is immune to all the effects of the Lock, and each level additionally casts abilities such as protective arcane magic and enchantment realm magic once a day, which is definitely worthy of the quality of a high-level artifact.

The scariest part is that the ring is only a half-finished product.

Misrien Celett was plotted by three evil gods at the most critical moment in the creation of the ring, and finally failed to complete this masterpiece.

Otherwise, this artifact ring alone would be equivalent to one of his incarnations.

Anyone other than Mara's followers can wear the Ring of Misrien and draw power from it, with no other messy side effects and limitations.

I have to say that this god of confusion is really quite generous.

Of course, it is not excluded that he did not have time to add in the end that only his own followers, sacrifices, or mortals of the race of elves can use it.

After figuring out the powerful power of the artifact, Zuo Si did not hesitate to take off a magic storage ring and put the ring of Misrien on the little finger of his left hand.

Moment!

A flood of knowledge about the Lost Lock flooded into my mind.

Now, as long as he wants, he can transform his priest rank into a sacrifice exclusive to the original owner of the artifact, the Seeker.

After more than ten minutes, Zuo Si regained his consciousness from the ocean of knowledge, stared at the ghostly light emitted by the ring, and sighed slightly after a long time: "It turns out that the magic lock used by the elves in the Faeron Continent is to build a local area network of their own on the basis of the existing magic net.

Reshape the magical power of a large area by constructing new underlying rules.

Its principle is the same as that of the elven high magic, which is derived from the elven god Corellon.

Non-elven races who want to use this power must have permission from this person, otherwise those powerful magical rituals will not take effect.

However, just because the High Elves' magic rituals can't be used doesn't mean they can't build their own chains.

The mad mage Hylaster Black Robe should have borrowed a lot of the characteristics of the elven maze, and successfully created the leyline maze on the basis of the existing magic net.

Interesting!

It's so much fun!

Moreover, the construction of the Mystery Lock is not to squeeze the original magical power of the world, but to integrate into it and become a part of the natural cycle......"

"Father, are you alright?"

Nimidona's tone was visibly worried.

"Of course it's fine, I'm fine, but I suddenly solved a problem that had been bothering me for a long time, and I was a little excited mentally and emotionally." Zuo Si subconsciously licked his lips and explained.

"Hyper...... Fen? ”

The Divine Servant of Nature blinked inexplicably.

"Yes. The knowledge that this artifact ring has given me is far more valuable than the power it possesses. Let's go back to the Mage Tower and record all of this, and then verify it through a series of experiments. ”

With that, Zoth took Nimidonna's hand and directly cast a teleportation spell and disappeared in place.

For a traveling mage thirsty for knowledge and power, there's nothing more joyful than solving a puzzle that has been bothering him for a long time.

In particular, the light that burst from his pupils made all the creatures that inhabited the mage tower feel fear and fear.

Within a few hours, the inhabitants of Ascatra experienced an unprecedented thrill.

At first, it was noon, but suddenly it became pitch black, and you couldn't even see anything half a meter away.

But this state lasted only a second before it returned to its original state in an instant.

Immediately after that, more than 2,000 people in the city who pronounced a specific syllable flew directly into the air hundreds of meters high with their feet off the ground.

Many frightened ordinary residents even peed their pants on the spot, and staged a small-scale "artificial rainfall" for the pedestrians below.

In addition, some residents of the city also found that matches or even magic could not light the stove when they lived and cooked at a certain time.

The most terrifying thing is that when it is close to evening, millions or even tens of millions of rats, cockroaches, flies and mosquitoes suddenly pour out of the sewers, and the black pressure rushes out of the city.

The terrifying scene was so overwhelming that even the supposedly fearless female paladin couldn't help but let out a piercing scream like a frightened little girl.

Some of the unlucky ones who were crawled over by cockroaches and rats, although they were not physically harmed, were severely mentally shocked, curled up in a ball and shivering for several hours, accompanied by uncontrollable nausea and vomiting.

Even if the priest casts a calming spell, it can't bring it back to normal.

In order to find out the cause of the incident, the temple in the city, the Holy Warriors of the Knights of the Burning Heart, the Dark Guardians of the Church of Banne, the City Hall, the Masked Mage Guild, the judicial system, and other institutions have joined forces to form a powerful investigation team.

It's a pity that I couldn't find any suspicious clues after two or three days of investigation.

You don't need to ask to know that these strange situations that happened in Askatla are all "small accidents" caused by Zuo Si's research and trying to build a puzzle lock.

After all, what this thing wants is to cover a city or even a country on a large scale.

Considering the location of the Mage Tower, it was inevitable that the Gold Coin Capital would become the object of experimentation.

The sudden change of day into night is the result of the addition of a ban on all light to the rules;

And those ordinary people who have gained the ability to fly with their feet off the ground have accidentally triggered the password to start the magic flight, resulting in being blessed with the three-ring magic flight technique;

Cooking without lighting the stove is a rule that prohibits flame burning in effect, mainly to start extinguishing the fire in the event of a large-scale fire in the city;

In contrast, the expulsion of pests such as rats, cockroaches, flies and mosquitoes is aimed at improving hygiene and preventing residents from getting sick or even dying from bacteria and viruses.

As for those unlucky people who were accidentally affected in the process of expelling pests and caused mental damage, they can only recover slowly with time.

Anyway, an experience like this will cause a lifetime of mental shadows that are almost 100 percent......