Chapter 722: Erebes's Revenge (10,000 Words Subscription Requested)
"Bennu, the great god of the phoenix!
You are the master of all the flames in this world!
It is the protector of the soul!
It is a cycle of life and death, a symbol of eternal immortality!
We pray to you sincerely!
Praise you for your earth-shattering power!
I can't wait to be able to get your favor!
Please come into this world!
This is the call of all believers! β
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With the almost frenzied shouts of millions of werewolf goblins, a magical flame that had been burning for years in the center of the underground city complex of the Wizard Tower of Ascatra suddenly exploded with a thud, transforming into a phoenix that exuded scorching heat, passing overhead under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.
The golden flames and awe-inspiring majesty all proved that this was a true god.
In particular, the years-long worship and belief made all the werewolf goblins clearly feel their connection with the gods, and they burst into tears of excitement one by one.
Because of the initial cruel policy of purge, domestication, and isolation, they had no idea of the names of the goblin gods or other gods, let alone who to pray to in order to give their souls a home after death.
The only thing that could be done was to pray over and over again, the phoenix god, Bennu, who would not respond at all, day after day, year after year, as requested.
Today, all this perseverance and hard work has finally paid off.
To be precise, they finally have their own gods and no longer have to worry about the afterlife.
Obviously, all this was deliberately arranged by Zuo Si, or rather a strategy.
According to the consistent style of the god Io on the crystal wall where the planet Torel is located, he usually will not refuse the arrival of a god with a large group of determined believers in the continent of Faeron.
So he deliberately forcibly made these goblin werewolves become believers of the Phoenix God Bennu first, and then waited for a while before trying to enter.
It has to be said that this strategy is undoubtedly quite successful.
Judging from the process of Bennu's arrival, the god Io did not even show up at all, allowing him to descend directly to the incarnation, and establish a stable connection with the entire crystal wall system.
The huge golden flame phoenix soared above the head of the underground city for a few minutes, and after promoting some believers with sufficient perception attributes as priests, it quickly shrunk in size and landed steadily beside Zuo Si, slightly lowered its head and greeted in a slightly crisp voice: "Father......"
"How, with your current number of believers, what level of divine power can you maintain in this world?" Zuo Si asked bluntly.
"Almost medium-powered. However, it is possible to gain additional replenishments from other planes within your area of influence, and restore powerful divine powers. β
Bennu quickly gave an accurate answer after thinking for a moment.
After all, in a place like Faerun, which has special rules, no matter how powerful the external gods are, they need the support of local believers and influences if they want to channel their divine power in.
In other words, if a powerful divine power in the outer plane, if there are only tens of thousands of believers in Faeron, then he will most likely only be able to exert the power of a demigod within the crystal wall, and if it is a hundred thousand, it will almost have the level of weak divine power.
To become a powerful god, you need at least a million believers, and at the same time, almost one-third or even more than half of the world's population must know God's name and at least partially agree with God's teachings.
This is also the reason why some gods have no more believers, but they have never been able to become powerful gods.
But there are other gods who seem to have few believers on the surface, but they can have a place in the powerful divine power.
The key is whether the priesthood and its teachings are of universal value and are recognized by mortals as a norm to be practiced in everyday life.
Tyr, the god of justice, Midnight, the goddess of magic, Ogmar, the god of knowledge, Tampas, the god of war, and Shar, the goddess of the night, are all the most representative examples of them.
Tyr represents the simplest desire for justice and fairness in the hearts of ordinary people;
Midnight is the embodiment of the magic web, and as long as people are still using magic, whether it is arcane or magical, it is equivalent to approving the rules she has set in the field;
Ogma symbolizes knowledge, wisdom and invention, which are the driving force of social progress and development;
Tampas, the god of war, is the embodiment of war and battle, and these two things are rooted in the genes of every race of intelligent creatures, as the saying goes, where there are people, there is fighting, and when many people's battles come together, they will evolve into war;
Shar represents almost all the dark sides of intelligent life and human nature.
None of the above is due to the fact that they have monopolized the beliefs of a certain race and become powerful gods, but because their priesthood and teachings have gained widespread recognition among mortals.
As Bennu, who has a monopoly on all goblin werewolf beliefs, the number of believers is definitely enough.
It's just that his influence is still too small, and the vast majority of mortals don't even know that there is another god in the Faeron Continent.
But unlike the unwavering mortal world, the gods reacted like a frying pan.
After all, this is not a new birth of an insignificant demigod, but a medium divine power that has descended out of thin air.
Almost all the gods wanted to find out where the phoenix god, who called himself Bennu, came from, and what his faction, priesthood, and teachings were, in order to determine whether the other party would be enemies or like-minded allies in the future.
Talona, Midnight, Waukin, and Ogma, who were close to Zoth, had apparently known about Bennu's existence for a long time, but had not made any public announcements about it out of the need for secrecy.
Obviously, Zuo Si summoned the Phoenix God to Faren for two main purposes at this time.
The first is naturally to provide magical support to players who have chosen the Priest class, and the other is to prepare for the upcoming head-to-head confrontation.
Thinking of this, he raised his hand and gently stroked the flaming feathers on Bennu's body, which were enough to melt and evaporate steel, and commanded in a tone without a trace of emotion, "Don't expose our relationship yet.
Try to act like a newcomer who doesn't know much about everything.
In this way, some goddess who is good at deception and intrigue will definitely try to lure you into my enemy.
And all you have to do is put the plan into the other side, and help me figure out who is in this alliance. β
"You mean to make me a spy?"
Bennu's tone revealed a strong sense of surprise.
Because he has never done such a thing since he was born, he doesn't know if he can play with his mind and brain to play these old yin comparisons who don't know how long he will live.
Zuo Si nodded with a playful smile on his face: "That's right."
Although I have made a secret agreement with Oluel, the goddess of winter, in private.
She'll pretend to be part of an alliance that is hostile to me.
But I still think it's good to have someone who can be trusted.
After all, the furious gods all have a little bit of madness and capriciousness.
This can be glimpsed from the fact that the other party lives in the outer plane of the noisy air tunnel.
So I have to be well prepared to take control of the situation and not pin my hopes of victory on a guy who doesn't have a fixed position. β
"Understood."
A dazzling golden light flashed in Bennu's eyes, and then vanished into a cloud of embers.
As the only true god of the enchanted earth, and even the embodiment of the will of the planet, he was created by Zuo Si through the life magic he learned from the cheap teacher Sorin Markov, so he has always been obedient to his father, and has never had the slightest rebellion.
As soon as the Phoenix God left with his front foot, the nature god Nimidonna's hind foot teleported back to the Mage Tower through the interdimensional plane, and reported bluntly: "Father, I have sent those interesting guys to the designated area according to your wishes. As for whether they will be able to adapt to the brutal environment of the Shura Field and the Bottomless Abyss, and whether they will be able to survive the siege of demons, orcs, and goblin-like creatures, it is unknown. β
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the purpose of my release is to create chaos, and it is naturally best to have unexpected surprises, even if they fail, it is nothing. β
Zuo Si had a relaxed expression on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest nervousness at all.
Since he had already visited almost all of the outer planes, he could be said to have a deep understanding of how dangerous and harsh the environment of the abyss and the Shura field was.
Needless to say, the Bottomless Abyss, the home of demons, is second to none in terms of the diversity brought about by its evil and chaotic nature.
Even the demon himself didn't know what kind of surprise he might encounter in the next second.
When traveling in such a place, luck is often more important than strength.
In contrast, the Shura Field is a strange place with large quantities of iron floating in the air, which often collide, and the huge echoes linger throughout the plane and mingle with the shouts of killing as armies clash.
Its essence is conflict and war.
Orc gods, goblin gods, and legions of other warlike gods fight for the rest of the world.
All creatures on this plane will receive a reward from the will of the plane for damaging other hostile creatures.
It is best known that each creature killed grants a temporary life equal to half of its own health.
The more you kill, the more rewards you get, and it can be infinitely stacked, which greatly reduces the probability of the strong being overwhelmed by a large amount of cannon fodder.
In the absence of a powerful spellcaster, a high-level warrior can often directly turn on the Mowing Warrior mode on the Shura Field plane, slaughtering an army with one person.
Until he encounters an epic duel with a warrior as powerful as him.
"You want to use these players to re-inflame infighting between enemies?"
Nimidonna asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure.
Zuo Si nodded very dryly: "Yes."
After all, according to what is known so far, this group of guys who have temporarily united to fight against me are not monolithic.
Many of them are enemies even now.
In addition, the chaotic camp has always lacked rationality, and it is very easy to overreact under impulse, so it is natural to try to split them.
For example, the orc gods and the goblin gods, the eternal war between them has been going on for a long, long time.
Although the intensity has suddenly decreased recently, the contradictions and hatred between the two sides still exist, and they are very, very acute.
At this time, if a shit-stirring stick suddenly inserts it and stirs it up, guess what will happen?
The same can be said for those Demon Lords who are busy fighting all day long.
Remember, never treat your enemies as a whole, that will only make them more united.
Quite the opposite!
It is necessary to find out the possible contradictions between them, and then do everything possible to provoke and intensify them, and finally achieve the goal of dividing and disintegrating and breaking them one by one. β
"I see! I think I see what you mean. β
Nimidonna showed a thoughtful expression, and subconsciously clenched the +5 secondary artifact compound bow in her hand that could shoot killing arrows.
She was clearly ready to "smash through" the demon lords one by one, and use the death of her enemies to announce to the entire Abyss what would happen if she dared to be an enemy of her father.
Don't be fooled by the calm and indifferent illusion of the gods.
She is not an orderly and kind Blazing Heavenly Servant, what she believes in her bones is actually the cruel law of survival of the fittest in nature, and she has never been taboo about killing.
"You've been staying in the Mage Tower lately, and don't wander around the outer planes anymore. I need someone to sit here. β
With that, Zuo Si ended his conversation with Nimidona and went straight back to his room on the upper floor of the Mage Tower.
Because Erebes, who had been lying here in a coma for a long time, finally woke up.
"I ...... Where is this? β
The half-elf paladin struggled to get up from his bed and looked around, his eyes revealing a look of confusion.
Soon, however, she felt a sharp pain in her head, and then she collapsed on the ground screaming and thuding, and a large number of images that she didn't know if they were hallucinations or memories kept appearing in front of her.
In just a few minutes, the nightgown on her body had been exhausted by sweat, her eyes quickly turned from confusion to anger, her originally pale lips turned black for some reason, and even the expression on her face was no longer bright and holy, but exuded a rich dark aura.
"This is Askatra, and you're in my mage tower."
Zuo Si stood aside and carefully observed the drastic changes that were taking place on the other party, and he was basically sure that this was 100% inseparable from the kiss of Shar, the goddess of the night before.
Or rather, it was Shar who brought out the dark side that was already in his heart.
"No!!!! How could Vanswick do this! Has he forgotten the oath he made? This is a blatant betrayal! I will never forgive! β
Erebeth roared hysterically like a madman.
You don't have to ask to know what the image she just saw is.
As one of the masterminds behind the plague in Neverwinter, Thal naturally knew what was going on in a certain inn, and then used it as a trigger for the paladin to be engulfed in extreme anger and sorrow.
This is a tried and tested method of evil gods, demon lords, and devil dukes.
In particular, Shar also used his divine power to amplify this negative emotion.
Looking at the woman in front of him who had lost his divine grace and divine blessing brilliance, Zuo Si couldn't help but remind: "I think you should know that this is a conspiracy, and neither you nor Vanswick are just victims. β
"Victims?
Hahahaha!
You're actually excusing him?
Look at the look of enjoyment on this bastard's face when he cheats!
He even abandoned me and fell in love with a man from the bottom of my heart!
On top of that, he became Deszel's accomplice in spreading the plague in Neverwinter!
Countless civilians died in agony because of his stupidity and incompetence!
To hell with the damn laws and judgments!
I'm going to slaughter Vanswick with my own hands! β
Erebeth was clearly preconceived at this time, and he didn't listen to any advice at all, and a twisted look of hatred appeared on his face.
Obviously, this is one of the reasons for her sudden depravity, that is, she has abandoned her original belief in law, order, and justice, intending to lynch a person who does not deserve death.
According to the teachings of Tyr, the god of justice, such behavior was undoubtedly strictly forbidden.
Zuo Si shook his head lightly and asked, "But what can you do if you kill him?"
Will you be able to find happiness and satisfaction in this?
Hatred is the stupidest and most meaningless emotion in the world.
Not only will it affect the intellect, but it will also leave you in pain and internal friction.
I'm not saying no revenge, I'm just trying to tell you that there's no need to torture yourself for those who hurt you. β
Never let yourself fall into hatred for a certain person or group, but analyze the problem from the perspective of interests, even if the former enemy can temporarily turn the enemy into a friend as long as there is enough benefit, this is the principle that Zuo Si has always adhered to.
Even if someone close to him betrays him, or even causes a major crisis and loss, he will just imprint the other party's name in his mind, and wait for the opportunity to settle accounts after the autumn.
As for hatred......
Sorry, this sentiment was completely abandoned when I was an apprentice in the Floating City of Plantia.
Because there is no love without a reason in the world, and there is no hate without a reason.
When one person hates another person in an unforgettable way, first of all, it needs to have real emotions to give.
But after going through so much, Zuo Si will not pour too much affection into anyone at all, let alone give too much trust to anyone.
This means that from the very beginning, both betrayal and failure are within the scope of his psychological expectations, and there is neither hatred nor disappointment.
But since he was inspired, Erebes has been smooth sailing, obviously does not have such psychological qualities, and has never even experienced betrayal from those close to him.
I saw her suddenly raise her head and grit her teeth and say, "Since Vanswick betrayed me!" It makes me feel so painful! In exchange for fairness, I will betray him and make him feel the same pain! β
"Oh? What are you going to do? β
Zuo Si showed a very surprised expression.
After all, in the original timeline, this crazy woman in front of her burned her fiancΓ© without trial in order to take revenge on the mob of Neverwinter, but directly joined the enemy's camp to attack Neverwinter in turn, vowing to raze the entire city to the ground.
He was curious about what the other party would do now that the situation had changed.
Tear and pull!
With the sound of the fabric being torn apart, Erebeth took off all his clothes in a very violent way and stood naked.
"It's simple.
I'm going to cheat as Vanswick's fiancΓ©e.
Then tell him the truth, and then force him to fulfill the promise to hold a wedding and become my legal husband with a pregnant belly.
I'm going to humiliate him severely!
Let the entire Neverfall and the Northlands know what's going on in this engagement!
To make his reputation a laughing stock for all, and to continue to be the priest of Tyr, the god of justice!
Come, Great Emperor, Lord of the Ninth Layer of Bato Hell and Prince of the Devil, I need you now.
In return, from now on you are my allegiance to the Dark Lord, and I will give my faith and even my soul. β
With that, Erebeth suddenly began to flicker with a dark red aura symbolizing evil, followed by a flame from Bato's Hell that enveloped the whole person.
Without any hesitation or hesitation, she walked straight to the front with firm steps, and took the initiative to wrap her arms around Zuo Si's neck and start her revenge.
Despite being the first time, this half-elf woman behaved extremely actively, roughly, savagely, and even masochistically.
It felt like the darkness and depravity that was already in the soul was completely aroused.
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At the same time, far away in the endless wilderness, forests, and mountains of the Northlands, the Fourth Scourge that had been unleashed had begun to exert its terrifying destructive power.
In just a few days, many areas were already in a state of utter chaos beyond anyone had expected.
More than hundreds of moving monster tribes have inexplicably lost contact, and those who have come together to form a scale have been harassed and assassinated from morning to night.
Even if the chiefs sent wolves, goblin dogs, winter wolves and other canines with a keen sense of smell to patrol 24 hours a day, and successfully killed many thieves, assassins, and rangers who lurked in, it still had little effect.
After all, for a group of players with the ability to resurrect, even a few deaths are nothing.
However, if you successfully assassinate a high-value target, you will not only gain considerable experience points, but also obtain valuable magic items, which is simply blood-earned.
Know that not all worlds have as many magical items, equipment, scrolls, potions, and materials as Feron.
At the moment, a team of twelve people had just completed an ambush against a tribe of more than 200 goblins, and one of them, a bear goblin and ten goblins, were wiped out almost immediately.
The rest of the ordinary goblins saw that all the leaders had been killed, so they naturally used their subjective initiative to scatter and flee for their lives.
Normally, no adventurer or mercenary would go after a group of ordinary goblins who have lost the will to fight and have nothing of value on them.
But the players are clearly different.
In their opinion, these little monsters that are easy to kill are all experience points for moving, how can they be wasted in vain?
As a result, the rangers, druids, and mages in the team immediately launched a chase with their animal companions and pets.
In a short time, corpses were slaughtered all over the field, and even the poor insects that burrowed into the hollows of the grass and trees were brought out and executed one by one.
"Hey, hey! I like to kill these monsters that have lost the will to resist, and don't take any risks at all. β
A warrior in half-armor with a blood-spattered face grinned and let out a creepy laugh.
At his feet lay a dozen mutilated goblin corpses, some of which were not even dead, but whose limbs had been brutally chopped off, convulsing, wailing, and begging for mercy.
But unfortunately, their ugly appearance and foul smell make it impossible to arouse any sympathy.
If it's a cute squirrel, a rabbit, a bobcat, a lynx, a rabbit, or a wolf, maybe the players will suddenly be kind enough to let them go, or even generously throw two pieces of meat to feed.
No way, who makes this kind of creature a typical appearance party.
Otherwise, why are so many people fed up to protect rogue cats and rogue dogs that may pose a threat to humans and their young children, but no one has ever advocated the protection of insects that are friendly to humans, such as spiders, worms, and shit shells?
To put it bluntly, it's not that cats and dogs look more cute and conform to human aesthetics, while insects such as spiders, worms, and feces shells do not conform to human aesthetics, and even make people feel scared.
"Look, there's one more survivor here!"
Another thief lifted a small minor goblin from the ground by the ankle.
The latter, apparently terrified, wept and begged these terrible adventurers not to kill themselves.
"Oh-shit! These monsters still have children? β
The women in the group looked at each other with unbearable expressions.
"How fresh! If they don't have children, how do they survive and reproduce? I stabbed several to death just now, and although the experience points are a little less, the mosquito legs are also meat. β
As he spoke, a warlock kicked twice the corpse of a dead underage goblin who had been pierced through the heart at his feet, his calm face not moving in the slightest.
"Generous Crab! You're a ruthless and ruthless killer. Look at how pitiful this little little is, can't we just let him go? β
The woman rolled her eyes angrily at her teammates.
But the warlock retorted disappreciatively: "Let it go? And let it starve to death in the wilderness or be eaten by other beasts? Don't be stupid, it's true mercy to kill, and it won't waste valuable XP. β
"But can't we adopt it? Like those veteran players, recruit natives and then train them into useful talents? It's so small that it should make a good thief after training. β
The woman cautiously made another suggestion.
Hearing this, the warrior immediately couldn't help but complain: "My dear, you are really whimsical.
Look around, we just killed the whole clan of this little monster, even his parents and siblings.
How do you think it will repay us after it is trained to be a thief?
With such a guy in the team, I guess I'll have to keep one eye open even to sleep.
Otherwise, there is a high risk that you will have your throat cut by a sharp dagger in your sleep. β
The thief not far away urged impatiently, "What are you going to do?" Hurry up and give me a letter of approval! β
"Wellβforget it, let me get it on my way."
The woman sighed slightly, walked straight to the thief, held him high above her head in a gesture of holding a child, and then closed her eyes and suddenly threw a large rock on the ground with lightning speed.
Bang!
In an instant, the brains overflowed, and the little goblin's head blossomed and died on the spot.
After doing all this, she immediately changed her previous compassionate and sympathetic appearance, and said in a nonchalant tone: "It's okay, I gave two experience points, which is a lot for a little monster who doesn't have any ability to resist." β
"Huh?! You pretended to be like that? β
The thief was completely stunned by my female teammate's manipulation.
"Or else? You don't think I'm really going to sympathize with an ugly-looking, smelly monster, do you? They're just experience points in my eyes. β
The woman glanced at the corpse on the ground with a disdainful expression.
The evil, indifference, and disdain for life that emanated from his bones made the Santaringui spies hiding in distant trees feel visceral fear and fear.
Although he himself is quite evil, he has done many heinous things.
But compared to the guys in front of me who suddenly came out of nowhere, it still seems too kind.
And the spy swore that if he cast a faction detection spell on the other side, it would light up 100% with a red-black glow that symbolized extreme evil.
Terrible!
It's horrible!
After realizing what kind of ruthless people he was watching and observing, he quickly went into stealth and turned and ran towards a nearby stronghold.
For fear that if you walk slowly, you will be found and step into the footsteps of those goblins who were tragically exterminated.
You don't have to ask to know that this lucky Santarin spy has made a correct judgment.
Because at this moment, many of his colleagues have been caught by the players by failing to pass the stealth level, and then they tasted a complete set of "big memory recovery techniques", saying what should be explained and what should not be explained, just to give themselves a good time.
If it falls into the hands of a player from the Magic Earth, it is considered "lucky".
At least they still retain the emotions of normal people and part of the moral bottom line.
In contrast, players from the Warhammer universe who have tasted darkness and despair, and are also intensely hostile to alien creatures, are truly terrifying.
For example, a party descended north of the Miral River near the Ridge of the World.
Using their knowledge of chemistry and the equipment they carry with them, they have built a rudimentary poison gas workshop, and are using deadly gas against a coalition of gnolls, kobolds, half-giants, and hill giants entrenched in caves.
Because the air outlet had been blocked in advance, when the colorless and odorless deadly gas poured into the cave, the kobold with the worst constitution first began to experience symptoms such as chest tightness, headache, nausea and vomiting, followed by the collapse of pieces of stool, and finally died of muscle spasms and respiratory failure.
By the time the gnolls reacted and wanted to run out, their limbs were weak due to an overdose of poisonous gas, and they lost their mobility before they had run far.
Even if one or two lucky people with better physique came to the entrance of the cave, they would only see that they had been completely sealed, and only a black hole was left to carry the poison gas.
What's worse is that because this is the source of poison gas, the more you rely on the air, the higher the concentration of poison gas, and the more serious the damage to the body, even if the hill giants rush here, they are basically dying, and they have no strength to break through the sealed hole.
Eventually, the monster that posed a huge threat to any town was silently dead.
When the sealed hole was opened, there was nothing alive except for a corpse with a painful expression.
When the poisonous gas in the cave was almost dissipated, a group of players wearing gas masks entered the cave to check one by one, and after confirming that there were no live mouths, one of them walked straight to the man in charge and gave a standard imperial military salute, and reported loudly: "Captain, according to your orders, we have killed all the monsters in this cave with poison gas, and obtained a total of three magic items, twelve scrolls, and the rest are basically ordinary leather armor and iron weapons." β
"Excellent! Pack up the loot and immediately order our men to move towards the next monster gathering. By the way, urge the logistics department to quickly create more poison gas, and I will kill all the monsters in this mountain. β
The man known as the captain grinned in a cruel and bloodthirsty grin.
Obviously, these guys were all members of the Human Empire's Astral Army during their lifetimes.
It's just that for various reasons, or they said things that shouldn't be said, or violated military law, or they were simply persecuted, in short, they were all sent to Zuo Sishuo's oil clone as soul currency.
Some of them have long been accustomed to war, and even addicted to war and killing, and simply cannot live the life of ordinary people, so they choose to make a deal with Zuo Si.
The characteristics of this kind of people are that they have basically participated in the battle with the orcs, Tyranid and other aliens and survived to the end, and their combat effectiveness, will to fight, and the degree of tacit understanding between them and their companions can be imagined.
It is not an exaggeration to describe it as the elite of the elite.
The most important thing is that Zuo Si appreciates the all-encompassing methods of warfare of these guys.
As long as they can kill more enemies quickly, they don't care whether they use chemical gas or nuclear weapons that can cause radioactive contamination of the environment.
There is no doubt that killings like this are just the tip of the iceberg across the Northlands.
Almost every ten minutes or so, a monster tribe dies out completely.
Not to mention monsters, even many of the hostile barbarian tribes treated them equally, killing all the adult warriors who participated in the attack, leaving only women and children.
This group of Fourth Heavenly Plagues that were released not only stunned the gods and demon lords who were planning to launch an all-out attack on the Northlands, but also many towns were frightened.
Especially when these adventurers and mercenaries who came from nowhere came to claim the bounty with a whole sack of monster ears, noses or tongues, it was a bit too scary and shocking.
And if they can easily kill so many monsters, it is naturally possible to seize the dominance of a town by force.
All of a sudden, a large number of letters for help were sent to the Imperial Cabinet.
Even Kelburn and Lyra in Waterdeep and Erasdron in Silvermoon City asked Zuosi what was going on through teleportation magic.
After all, there is only a large population in the entire Northland.
But anyone who is not a fool knows that it is impossible for tens of thousands of elite adventurers to suddenly appear in such a poor rural area, and someone must be doing something behind it.
And the most suspicious of them is naturally the emperor of the West Coast Empire himself.
"What do you think Soth is trying to do this time?"
Erasdra looked at a new piece of information that had arrived, his face full of shock, confusion, and bewilderment.
She was now standing in the living room of the Black Rod Tower in Waterdeep, discussing with two other Goddess of Magic voters about the recent eerie situation in the Northlands.
Leila held her forehead and smiled bitterly, "Don't ask me, I'm not a little confused."
Because so far, there has been no response from Soss.
Anyway, it certainly won't be as simple as slaughtering monsters and barbarian tribes.
He has always liked to maximize profits.
Even if you want to reduce the number of monsters and barbarian tribes in the Northland, you should capture as many captives as possible and use them as free coolies and laborers. β
Erastro nodded approvingly, "You're right, there must be something going on that we don't know about. β
"Could it have something to do with the recent outbreak of the plague in Neverwinter?"
Kelburn touched the thick black beard on his chin and interjected.
Since breaking away from the Harper's Alliance, he has formed another intelligence organization, Moonstar, with his followers, and even made a deal with the Moonsea tyrant Fuzor Chamberry, so he has heard some rumors.
"Neverwinter Plague?"
Erasdra was stunned for a moment, then a thoughtful look emerged.
Because in dealing with this matter, the reaction of the Lord of Nasir is really a bit incomprehensible, neither asking for assistance from the West Coast Empire, nor getting the Church of Talona, which is the best in this field, to intervene, but only locking down and isolating the city.
Sensing the problem, Erasdr immediately probed in a tone that was not very uncertain: "So Soth's abnormal behavior should be revenge?" Like he had killed almost all of the Orcs of the Northland with the Plague of Magic? β
"No, it could be much more serious than that.
Because according to the reports of my spies, these adventurers who don't know where they came from are at least hundreds of thousands, and they are still increasing.
If nothing else, they should all be from another world.
This has had to be done not only to reduce the number of monsters in the Northlands, but to completely exterminate all the monster races from Waterdeep to the area north of Baldur's Gate.
Such a frenzied killing would undoubtedly anger many gods and demon lords.
In a way, this is almost a declaration of war. β
Kelburn was blunt in his judgment.
"The goddess is above! Is Soth crazy? No, I'll have to ask him right away. β
Erasdra subconsciously wanted to activate the teleportation spell to go to the Royal Palace in Port Carlin or the Mage Tower in Ascatla.
But Leila interrupted her almost reckless behavior: "Don't be impulsive. Have you forgotten that Soth has not responded to this matter so far? From what I know about him, either he's busy and doesn't have time, or it's just not convenient to reveal too much. Let's wait patiently for a few days......"