There is no doubt that the magical plague that occurred in Neverwinter and the awakening of the creator race are not a threat to Zuo Si today, and can only be regarded as a minor trouble at best.

Because after the local residents, adventurers, and mercenaries of the towns and villages of the Northland completed the almost brutal enclosure expansion campaign, although they were nominally incorporated into the territory of the West Coast Empire, in fact, most of the regions remained semi-autonomous.

In particular, towns that already had legal lords basically made political deals in private.

The empire openly granted these people titles of nobility, recognized the land and property they possessed, and allowed the retention of lord titles and some powers.

In exchange, they would recognize the lands under their rule as part of the empire, accept administrative, judicial, and tax officials from the cabinet, and voluntarily surrender a range of military and diplomatic powers.

Obviously, from the content of these transactions, it is not difficult to see that the strategy of the West Coast Empire's top brass towards the annexation of the Northland is to be safe, and is not in a hurry to achieve it in one step, but intends to assimilate it little by little with economic and cultural power.

After all, the people in this area are fierce, such as the ten towns of Icewind Dale often fight for fishery resources, and every year they have to kill a dozen to dozens of people, and the large and small barbarian tribes together must have hundreds of thousands of people.

They are not goblins, gnolls, lizardmen, ogres, trolls, orcs and other monsters that can be slaughtered at will without worrying about the pressure of public opinion, but a group of primitive human tribes who live by fishing, hunting, and nomadism.

Although these creatures are not fundamentally different from monsters, they also enjoy raiding towns and caravans, forcibly turning captives into slaves, and performing bloody and cruel sacrifices.

It is obviously unrealistic to expect the barbarian tribes to accept the rule of the empire at once.

To bring them into the sphere of domination, it is first necessary to change ideas, values and habits at the root.

In other words, it was integrated into the economic system of the empire, getting rid of the wild life of chasing prey and constantly migrating, gradually learning to farm, settle down, and establish small villages and towns, so that the vast majority of people had their own land and property.

To do this, on the one hand, it is necessary to strengthen the defense of all the towns and villages in the Northland, ensure the safety of every trade route, deter the barbarian tribes who want to grab a handful when they have nothing to do, and on the other hand, guide these barbarian tribes to make changes on their own through trade.

As a modern person who pursues pragmatism, Zuo Si has always scoffed at things like tradition and ancestral law.

He believed that the reason why the Northland barbarians became what they are now is the result of the harsh living environment.

If they had remained as savage and ferocious as monsters, I am afraid that they would have died long ago, and it would have been impossible to continue to this day, and they have become a force to be reckoned with.

Once there is a better and more comfortable life, the barbarians will soon abandon the traditional bad habits that have no use and embrace civilization.

At this time, the lords who are the serpents of the land can play a role.

Because everyone who can make a name for himself in the Northland has basically learned to deal with the surrounding barbarian tribes.

They were sometimes hostile, and the lords needed to guard against barbarian invasions and raids;

Sometimes it's an alliance, banding together to deal with a massive invasion of orcs and other monsters.

After all, barbarians are also a member of the human race.

They obviously prefer to work with their own kind rather than monsters.

Many barbarians relied on trading with nearby towns in exchange for cloth, salt, needlework, spices, steel products, and other necessities for their lives.

Therefore, the situation in the Northland is not a simple duality between civilization and barbarism, but is much more complicated than many people think.

The strategy of the West Coast Empire was to first draw the lords and upper ruling classes on the side of civilization into its vast economic system, and then use the connections at hand to continuously induce the barbarian tribes to turn from barbarism to civilization, and finally achieve complete domination of this vast and rare earth land.

At this moment, Erebeth was ordered to lead a team full of supplies to appear on the bank of a river near the Neverwinter Forest.

Today is the day of the monthly trade with the Black Lion Clan of the Usgar Barbarians.

Their greatest characteristic is that they have black hair and blue eyes, and they are unusually tall and muscular, and they have extreme hatred and hatred for orcs.

Despite the plague going on in Neverwinter, Erebeth brought what the other party desperately needed as agreed.

After all, the Black Lion Clan is different from other Usgar barbarians who are still in a state of drinking blood, and due to their long-term civilization cultivation, they have long abandoned their past traditions and converted to Heim, the god of guard, Irmat, the god of suffering, Tyr, the god of justice, and Thom, the god of loyalty and courage.

This means that they will follow the rules and the law, and will not be as capricious and untrustworthy as other barbarians.

Because of their proximity to faith, the Black Lion Clan has always had a good relationship with Neverwinter, even helping it fend off threats from the depths of the forests and wilderness.

Previously, when Luskan was still ruled by the Arcane Brotherhood, they helped repel the armies sent by the former on more than one occasion.

With traditional friendship and the Church of the God of Justice, trade between the two sides began to increase at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

In particular, furs, herbs, gemstones, animal bones, and various animals that could be used as pets have brought great wealth to the Black Lion Clan, and they have built their own fortified cities on the edge of the forest, trying to clear farmland or grazing and breeding.

From a distance, it looks like a scene of civilization and enlightenment.

When the sentry standing on the tower noticed the arrival of a procession flying the banner of Neverwinter, the alarm bell was immediately sounded.

After a while, a fierce man with a double-edged battle axe on his back and a hard leather armor on his upper body walked out of the walled city, followed by dozens of male warriors.

The reason why there are no women is because there is no such thing as gender equality among the barbarians, and whoever has the big fist can speak loudly.

And women are clearly far from being matched by men in terms of strength, savagery and cruelty.

This means that most barbarian tribes have a disdainful and discriminatory attitude towards women, believing that women should obediently stay at home to have children, do housework, and serve men.

Unless some gifted female barbarian is able to defeat a male warrior of the same age in a one-on-one duel, he can earn himself status and recognition of all clansmen.

However, the macho man obviously recognized Erebes, and did not despise the other party because he was a beautiful woman, but slapped his chest according to etiquette to show his respect.

The rest of the barbarian warriors followed the leader's example.

The reason is also very simple!

This tribe belonging to the Black Lion Clan was basically cleaned up by the half-elf holy warriors in the battle from top to bottom.

For the truly strong, the Usgar barbarians have always been very admired.

Sweeping over these familiar faces, Erebeth didn't say anything, and said straight to the point: "The supplies you need are here, and they are worth a total of twenty-five thousand gold coins. As before, we accept the inclusion of furs, herbs, wood, and anything else of value in exchange. ”

"No problem, I'll have someone take inventory of the warehouse."

The barbarian leader nodded to his men, and in a few moments the piles of furs, ores, gems, and herbs that had been lightly treated were brought out.

The accompanying merchants immediately began to value and load the goods, while the Usgar barbarians, who had the money, were in high spirits to purchase the supplies brought by the caravans.

Among them, salt and iron firmly occupy the lion's share.

The former is not only a condiment and an essential element for the human body, but also an indispensable and important ingredient for curing meat and fish, and is definitely much more important than gold coins for barbarians who lack salt-making technology and do not rely on the sea.

As for iron tools, it is directly related to the number of weapons and armor, and is directly related to the tribe's ability to fight and survive.

No matter how much these two strategic goods are hoarded, they will not be too much.

Seeing the piles of grain, salt, weapons, and armor being transported back to the barracks' warehouse, the barbarian chief led by him quickly showed undisguised joy, and said with a smile: "I thought there was a plague over there, and this month's transaction was probably going to be ruined." ”

"Oh? Have you heard about the Plague in Neverwinter? ”

Erebeth looked surprised.

She couldn't believe that the other party living in such a remote place could get news from the outside world so quickly.

"Well, yes.

Not only me, but also several nearby Black Lion Clan tribes also knew about it.

Because a mysterious group of fellows recently came to the forest, spread the news of the imminent destruction of Neverwinter, and invited all the tribes to join them.

At present, some tribes such as black crows, gray wolves, and mosses have chosen to accept the invitation, and many gnolls, trolls, and orcs are also among them, and it is said that there are also dragons and giants.

In addition to this, one of the hunters claimed to have witnessed a terrifying monster in the depths of the forest, which looked a bit like a frost giant, but led an army of the undead.

Be careful, I can sense that this Neverwinter plague may not be as simple as it seems. ”

The barbarian chief shook out everything he knew.

From this alone, it's not hard to see that he has long regarded Neverwinter as a true ally.

After all, the huge benefits of the deal between the two sides had made the tribe so rich that they could not afford to lose this important ally, and they did not want to go back to the hard life of having to be careful even to eat salt.

Erebes's face changed dramatically after learning of these bombshell news, and he immediately asked in a hurried tone: "Who are these people?" Is their purpose to destroy Neverwinter? ”

The Barbarian Tribe Chief smiled wryly and shook his head, "I'm sorry, ma'am.

Since we rejected each other, they didn't reveal anything about themselves.

The only thing that is known is that the other party gave a promise to all the clans that joined.

And these tribes all began to mobilize for war after receiving the promise.

At the moment, the entire Neverwinter Forest has fallen into an unprecedented state of tension, and there is no telling if a war will break out at any point. ”

"So you think this could be a prelude to some great conspiracy?"

Therebes' eyes flashed with anger.

Because since the outbreak of the magical plague, the death toll in Neverwinter has risen by nearly four digits.

Among them were patients who died of illness as well as healthy people who died in small-scale local riots.

"I don't think it, but I basically confirm it.

If nothing else, the Neverwinter Plague is a deliberate way for the mysterious people to draw your attention.

This will allow them to recruit tribes from the wilderness to form an army and then storm Neverwinter with lightning speed.

See those thickened and heightened walls?

The various tribes of our Black Lion Clan are now ready for war. ”

As he said this, the Barbarian Chieftain's expression and tone became extremely serious.

You know, in the cruel Northlands, no one dares to joke about war.

Often, a war means the physical and permanent demise of a tribe.

Men are mercilessly slaughtered, and women become slaves to their enemies and tools for their desires and procreation.

There is no sympathy!

There is no mercy!

There will be no so-called moral and legal constraints!

Some are just the law of the jungle!

"Damn! Whoever is doing the trick, I swear I will make him pay for his crimes. ”

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Erebeth did not bother to take care of the caravan, but handed it over to a deputy, and immediately mounted his horse to go back to inform the Lord of Nasir of this important news.

But on the way back, she was unexpectedly ambushed by the enemy.

Rumble!!!!!!

Accompanied by the high-temperature flames generated by the explosion of the seven-ring plastic energy magic [Delayed Burst Fireball], the war horse under the crotch of the half-elf holy warrior died violently on the spot, and he was also swept into the air by the air wave, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Before Erebeth could recover from his stupor, a team of heavily armed ogres burst out of the woods, wielding their great axes to chop them into meat sauce.

There was no doubt that this was a premeditated surprise attack, and the other party even knew exactly the time and route of her return to Neverwinter, and it was a high-level spell with incredible lethality, apparently intending to kill her once and for all.

Normally, even a high-level warrior of the same level would have to be seriously injured and fall to the ground when he was hit by such a delayed burst fireball, and it was impossible to get up without thirty seconds to a minute.

But at this time, the advantage of the Holy Warrior's special ability, the Divine Grace, is reflected.

Since reaching class level LV2 will be blessed by the gods of the good faction, the Paladin's charisma attribute will increase their immunity to magical attacks.

To put it another way, the paladin would be alerted by the gods a moment before the attack arrived, and would react one step ahead of it.

So Erebeth jumped out of his saddle a second before he was hit by the fireball, successfully avoiding most of the damage, and his hand was nowhere near as bad as it seemed.

The moment the ogre's axe fell, she rolled over to avoid the deadly attack, then drew her weapon and slashed into the popliteal socket behind the monster's knee.

Burst!

Blood splattered in all directions.

Feeling the pain, the ogre immediately let out a scream, and then fell to his knees with a thud, apparently the tendons in his legs had been severed, and he could no longer maintain a standing position.

Erebeth seized the fleeting opportunity and jumped up on the other side of the bent knee and plunged his sword into the eye, killing the monster, which was quite dangerous for most adventurers.

The battle, which lasted less than two or three seconds, fully demonstrated the strength of this strongest warrior in Neverwinter.

But the crisis has not been resolved.

The death of a single ogre does not change the current unfavorable situation.

Soon the rest of the ogres roared and launched a siege.

"Kill this woman!"

"I'm going to beat you down!"

"Half-elf meat...... Delicious! ”

Despite the fact that due to their low intelligence, ogres are in the impression of most adventurers as a representative of stupidity and barbarism.

But that doesn't mean they're easy to deal with.

In particular, the terrifying power acts on heavy weapons, and even the armor of a person can be flattened at once, and non-magical armor is basically useless, even the most expensive full-body armor.

Unless there are a handful of guys whose strength attributes are beyond the limits of humans, the only thing they can do in the face of an ogre's attack is to dodge.

Erebeth was not a man known for his strength, so he had to dodge the glaring axes while recovering from his injuries while releasing holy healing.

Just as she saw an opportunity to fight back and kill another ogre, a mage lurking in the woods in the distance once began chanting a jerky incantation.

Not good!

The half-elven paladin, who had a lot of experience fighting spellcasters, immediately realized how bad his situation was.

If she can't immediately interrupt the opponent's casting focus, even an illusion or psychic magic that can only cause a trance for a few seconds will cause her to be hacked to death by the ogre.

Without any hesitation!

Erebeth directly activated the Holy Warrior's unique four-ring magic [Holy Sword Technique], allowing the weapon in his hand to emit a golden light that restrained the evil camp.

Seeing this, the ogre immediately covered his eyes and stopped attacking, and quickly retreated with a frightened face.

They just have a slightly lower level of intelligence and cognition, and they are not really stupid.

You must know that even an ordinary longsword without any magic blessing will immediately turn into an artifact with enchantment level +5 once it is released, and it will also cause additional damage to evil creatures.

If you are hit by such a weapon, even in the form of an ogre, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

Taking advantage of the fact that the ogre stopped attacking out of instinct, Erebeth quickly locked on to the position of the enemy mage, and immediately rushed forward to kill the dangerous fellow.

But unfortunately, the moment she swung her sword, the accident technique on the mage's body was instantly activated, and the whole person was directly teleported to the opposite direction more than thirty meters away.

What's even worse is that the other party actually completed the magic at hand at this time, raised his hand and pointed lightly.

Next Second......

Erebes felt as if his body had suddenly lost its weight, and his feet were off the ground and he was floating into the air.

Seven Rings Change Magic [Anti-Gravity]!

She was the first to confirm the name and function of the spell.

There's nothing more disgusting for a melee class than being hit by Anti-Gravity.

Because after losing gravity, the melee class is completely unable to run and move, which is basically equivalent to a live target floating in the sky, at the mercy of the opponent.

From this point, it is not difficult to see that the mage in front of him who covered his face with a hood is definitely not an academic, but a master who is proficient in using magic to fight.

And even after Erebeth lost his ability to move, he still didn't have the slightest intention of relaxing, and unhurriedly took out a dagger and blessed it with a necromantic spell full of negative energy, and then blessed himself with a chance to defeat the enemy, and threw the dagger out with force.

In the twinkling of an eye!

Floating in mid-air, unable to dodge anything, Erebeth was slashed by the dagger on the back of his hand.

Although the wound was very shallow, it could only be regarded as a skin wound at best, but that cold negative energy poured into the body, causing serious damage to it.

The whole person seemed to have turned into a vampire, and his skin became unusually pale and bloodless.

"How does the [Bone Arrow] taste?"

The mage grinned sinisterly.

Undoubtedly, this is a very unpopular six-ring necromantic magic, which has the effect of blessing negative energy on ranged weapons, giving them a temporary +4 enchantment level and infusing them with negative energy to deal damage.

If you take it out alone, no one will use a spell like this.

But if you cooperate with [Anti-Gravity], even the most powerful paladin in Neverwinter will inevitably lose the ability to resist.

"Who the hell are you? Why ambush me? ”

Erebeth questioned as she endured the pain caused by the intrusion of negative energy into her body.

The mage replied meaningfully, "Because you know too much." In fact, in our original plan, you could have had a better future. But sadly, you buried it all with your own hands. ”

"So what the Black Lion Clan Tribal Chief said is true? The Plague of Magic is just a distraction? Your real purpose is to recruit an army of savages to take Nevershed? ”

Erebeth clenched his fists, unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

But the mage ignored her cannibalistic gaze and let out a chilling laugh.

"Hahahaha!

As Lord Nasir's lieutenant and the number two of Neverwinter, you're innocent and cute.

Do you think the Plague of Magic is simply a distraction?

I admit that there are indeed intentions in this regard.

But more importantly, in order to draw the power to open the seal and welcome the return of the true ancient lord of this land. ”

"The true lord of the land?"

Erebeth quickly recounted the history of Neverwinter and its surroundings in his head, but found nothing more ancient.

Because the original name of the city was "Egersto", which is a typical Luskan word, and "Neverwinter" is a translation of this word into Jondas.

Based on scholars' research of ancient scrolls and anecdotes, it is almost certain that the city was first founded by a day elf named Harus, who led a group of elves to resist the invasion from Luskan and died heroically.

So even if you go back up the land ownership, it will only be a genie.

Humans, on the other hand, helped the elves resist Luskan's attacks as allies, and eventually inherited Neverwinter in a legitimate way.

The mage obviously noticed the confusion and confusion on the paladin's face, and raised his chin slightly and mocked, "I think you must think that the ancient masters I am referring to are those pointy-eared elves, right?" ”

"Isn't it? In addition to the elves, are there other races in this land that have established even more ancient civilizations? Erebeth asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Absolutely!

To be exact, before the elves came to the continent of Faerun, in the Thunder Age, which was older than the giants and dragons, a group of creator races once appeared in this land.

At that time, the Northland was still very warm and humid, and there were dense tropical jungles everywhere.

Not only did they build the world's oldest civilization and city, but they were also the first to discover the mysteries of magic and put all their knowledge into scrolls known as the Cosmos Serpent Skin.

These scrolls became known as the Netherriel Scrolls.

Therefore, the creator race is the true master of the Faeron Continent, which is older than any other race and civilization.

The so-called humans and elves have only stolen their land.

Now, the Great Creator Race has woken up from its slumber and will take back everything that belongs to them under the leadership of the Great Queen. ”

As he said this, the mage's tone suddenly became extremely excited, excited, and fanatical.

After all, normal people can't betray their own race and join the creators of a group of ancient scaly reptilian intelligent creatures that can't even adapt to environmental changes.

Whether it's the snake people, the lizardfolk who live on land, or the Naga who live in the water, they are quite hostile to the civilization built by humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes, and halflings, and see them as slaves to be submitted to them.

At this moment, Erebeth finally understood what the magical plague and the series of actions in the Neverwinter Forest were aimed at.

The other party has one and only one purpose, and that is to destroy Neverwinter and make the awakened creator race the master of the land once again.

Because only Neverwinter and its surrounding areas in the entire Northland can maintain a relatively warm and humid environment all year round, because of the geothermal relationship.

But unfortunately, even if she knew the truth behind the conspiracy, she couldn't tell anyone now.

Faced with the impending death, Erebeth had no fear, instead sneered and retorted, "Don't daydream!

Your plan won't succeed!

In the event of a major invasion of Neverwinter, the Lord of Nasir appealed to the Empire and other city-states of the Northlands for help.

When the time comes, whether it's you or the creator race, you'll end up facing an invincible legion and the wrath of His Majesty.

In the end, the only thing you can get is destruction. ”

"Hah!

Do you think we didn't think of a threat from the West Coast Empire?

Think about it, why didn't Lord Nasir immediately ask for assistance from the Empire when the plague broke out?

That old and deaf guy has long been under our influence and control.

Once the seal is opened, he will pledge allegiance to the Queen of the Great Creator Race under the control of magic, while proclaiming that Neverwinter will be free from the Empire.

At that point, the invasion would become a political event.

In addition to Neverwinter, many of the lords of the Northlands will follow suit under the control of magic, and perhaps even the Netherworld will be tempted to intervene.

At the same time, tens of thousands of monster armies will rush out of the wilderness and attack the human settlements, destroying and burning all the houses and farmland, killing every living human being, men, women and children.

If you count the gods who are hostile to the West Coast Empire behind them, the whole of the Northland will be in chaos.

The emperor in your mouth can't do anything! ”

The mage triumphantly said the whole plan.

Obviously, since the Brotherhood of Arcane Mathematics in Luskan has long been uprooted, and the entire city has been completely incorporated into the imperial ruling system, these guys have instead chosen to pull the Ghost City into the water.

After all, the relationship between Shar, the goddess of the night, and Zuo Si has never been very good.

In addition, there may be "old friends" such as the orc gods, goblin gods, the king of the jackals, Yenogu, the king of the frost giants, Koschurch, the spider goddess Rose and her "dutiful" eldest son Viren, the god of ooze monsters, Guannad, and the beast god Mara.

With the expansion of the empire that represents the order to the wild north, it has greatly weakened the belief and influence of these guys on the continent of Faerun.

It makes sense that they would do everything in their power to sabotage the Empire's plans to annex the Northlands.

Hearing this, Erebes's pupils suddenly dilated, and his face was full of shock and disbelief.

She couldn't have dreamed that the other party had planned such a terrible conspiracy under her nose.

This is no longer just the trouble of Neverwinter, but the disaster of the entire Northland civilization world.

Apparently enjoying the pain and desperation of the half-elf paladin, the mage raised his fingers glittering with arcane brilliance to deliver the final blow, then magically imprisoned his soul in the corpse to create a powerful death knight.

You must know that the corpses and souls of high-ranking holy warriors are very valuable things, and even those Abyss Lords and Devil Dukes covet them.

But just at the last moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Are you sure I can't really do anything?"

Moment!

An instinctively intense wave of fear swept through the mage's brain, causing him to subconsciously turn around and shoot a series of colorful magical missiles.

But this spell, which can deal a huge amount of force field damage, disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

When he saw the other party's true face clearly, his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, his limbs were stiff and cold.

Because it was none other than Zuo Si, who had just rushed over from Neverwinter.

Seeing the arrival of the savior, Erebes, who had already closed his life and was waiting for death, was immediately ecstatic, and shouted with the last of his strength: "Don't let a damn bastard escape!" He was one of the masterminds of the whole thing and must have known a lot of secrets. ”

"Don't worry, he can't run. And I'm curious to know which gods and demon lords are joining the game. ”

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth rose slightly, revealing a chilling and dangerous smile.

Originally, he thought that the plague in Neverwinter was just a small matter made by a creator race, and it should be enough to leave it to Dumbledore to solve.

But now that so many gods and demon lords have suddenly chosen to join in, turning what was once a small trouble into a war for control of the Northlands, he can't be blamed for going through it himself.

"You...... How did you end up here?! ”

The mage undoubtedly knew very well who the black-haired and black-eyed young man in front of him was, and even there was a hint of tremor in his voice.

"Why can't I be here?

Do you think your plan was really seamless, and you managed to fool all the intelligence agencies and spies I planted in the Northlands?

Or is it that the queen of the creator race you serve, and the gods and demon lords behind you who want to trouble me, tell you that I won't be in the Northlands at this critical time? ”

With Zuo Si's aggressive questioning, the air around him seemed to freeze in an instant.

He hadn't done anything yet, but the mage's lungs couldn't breathe in air for some reason, and his face hidden under the hood began to turn red and purple, and he tried to activate the teleportation magic to escape several times, but all of them failed.

Because at this moment, the magic net within a radius of several kilometers completely fell into Zuo Si's control.

Unless the goddess of magic comes in person at midnight, not even the incarnation of other gods will want to perform a single magic or divine spell.

But this situation lasted less than a minute, and a dark power poured out of the mage's body, replacing the normal magic net and re-giving him the power to cast spells.

You don't need to ask to know that this dark force is the shadow web controlled by the goddess of the night, Shar.

The mage teleported directly out a hundred meters away, holding on to a tree on the side of the road and gulping for a rough breath, his eyes full of fear that could not be concealed.

He had apparently never been so close to death as he was today.

Especially in an instant, the feeling of being completely deprived of the ability to cast spells and turning back into an ordinary person makes people desperate to commit suicide.

However, Zuo Si obviously didn't pay attention to the mage who had become a frightened bird, and instead set his eyes on the dark curtain that had remained in place and had not dissipated.

In just a few seconds or so, a stunning beauty wrapped in black translucent tulle appeared out of thin air, her fair and delicate toes gently rustling on the dirt and leaves.

"Night...... Shar, the goddess of the night! ”

Erebeth apparently recognized one of the oldest goddesses of creation, the embodiment of darkness and evil, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

This is not a reaction from fear, but the negative energy that has entered the body is growing at an unimaginable rate, constantly eating away at the little life force left.

After a while, she rolled her eyes and fell into a deep coma.

The incarnate Shar hooked his fingers, and Erebes, who had lost all ability to resist, floated straight over, letting the goddess gently caress his cheek and neck, and finally bent down and kissed him on the lips.

After doing all this, Shar smiled and sighed, "Do you have a soul that is one and the same as light and darkness?"

It's quite a rarity.

Add to that the status of a paladin and her beautiful looks, and it's no wonder you're interested.

Dear Soth, I haven't seen you for a while, and the aura of evil in you is beginning to grow stronger and deeper. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. You're just as beautiful, mysterious, and mesmerizing as ever. ”

Zuo Si looked at the almost perfect proportions of the other party's figure under the black tulle, and slightly owed in response.

"Hehe, are you interested in becoming my ally?"

Shar instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared under his eyes, followed by a sudden appearance behind Zuo Si, whispering in a seductive voice close to his ear.

Zuo Si refused without looking back: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your desire to destroy the world and return everything to darkness.

His Majesty, the god of God, will not allow such a situation to occur.

So I advise you to refrain from this kind of intrigues and grudges.

This will make the gods more wary and hostile to you, and it will not succeed at all.

What's more, have you forgotten that our position is hostile. ”

The voice has not fallen!

Sha'er's originally smiling expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by cold and gloomy, and directly opened a distance.

"So you're determined to go against me?"

"No, it's not that I'm against you, it's that you're looking for trouble with me.

You know, I didn't take the initiative to attack the Enok Desert under the control of Netherworld, but you crossed the border first.

So this war was started by you first, and I was just forced to face it. ”

Zuo Si corrected quietly.

"Excellent!

Very good!

In that case, there is no need to talk about it.

I'd like to see if you and your allies can handle so many opponents at once.

You know, this time, there are so many guys who want to join in and give you some color to see, it's beyond imagination. ”

With that, Shar instantly turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared in place.

Seeing this, the mage in the distance also hurriedly wanted to activate the teleportation magic to escape, but he was one step slower and was directly pressed to the ground by the force field's big hand and couldn't move.

Zuo Si slowly walked over to the unconscious Erebeth and picked him up to unleash a powerful healing spell.

In an instant, her pale and bloodless skin became rosy, and her originally weak heartbeat became stronger and stronger.

Feeling that the body temperature of the half-elf holy warrior was recovering, Zuo Si sneered and muttered, "Have you united all my enemies together?"

You're there, Shar!

It is worthy of being the most notorious-stirring stick in the Feron Continent.

didn't stop for a moment, and specialized in doing things that hurt others and themselves.

But you have obviously made a fatal mistake, and that is that I am not as good as I used to be, and I have the means to deal with the gods. ”

With the last word blurted out, Zuo Si directly took Erebeth and the mage captive to activate the teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

There is no doubt that Shar's appearance is a declaration of war in disguise.

The most important thing right now is to quickly figure out who is involved.

(End of chapter)