Sitting in the huge and empty throne room of the Throne of Bones, the Prince of Lies witnessed the illusion of Shar in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he was humiliated by Mistra, that is, Midnight's slut, especially the vicious moment when Midnight secretly let the magic net treat him differently, and always let the Shirek believers cast a big failure in casting spells, Ciric's brain twisted uncontrollably, trying to modify reality with his divine power.

Scenes of different timelines unfold in Darkday's brain, as he shatters Midnight's divine shield, stabs her to death with the Scourge Sword, and watches in ecstasy as Midnight collapses in blood.

It's Ciric who wins!

The Prince of the Darksun has added the priesthood of magic to his growing title, he is already the god of murder and the king of the three crowns, and who can stop Shirek from taking control of another title?

Another version is that the web itself has turned against Mystra, and that she will be judged for such nonsense at midnight, or that the gods of chaos will unite and attack her like hungry wolves in winter, and that His Majesty AO himself will stop her from abusing her power.

In Ciric's hallucinations, Midnight has died countless times, and every time Cirek did it!

I did it!

These distorted fantasies are endlessly varied, and some of them are sown like seeds into the dark corners of Ciric's chaotic consciousness, sowing into the mire of delusions and delusions, making him gradually unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Days, months, and years after his ascension, these chaotic memories in his brain will evolve into false memories, fighting against the truth, crawling with the branches and leaves of lies, and draining its vitality.

As a result, these lies will become the only memories that Ciric remembers of Mystra, and the memory of defeat is gradually turned into a glorious victory.

"Loyalty, honor, unity." Ciric muttered to himself, imagining himself bathed in Mystra's blood, and he almost tasted the crimson liquid on his lips.

"To each his own need." Shar's whispers drew Ciric's attention back from his delusions of madness, and the Prince of the Dark Sun glared at the Night Goddess in disgust, for Shar was undoubtedly deeply offended to him, and anyone who prevented Cirek from simulating Midnight Fall in his brain would die.

"You should work with her, my friend." At this moment, a shapeless, shadowless voice in Ciric's brain whispered, "This is also part of the plan? ”

"Plan, what plan?" Ciric replied dumbfounded.

"Have you forgotten that book, the Chronicle Sutra, the crystallization of your and me's shared art, the pinnacle of cosmic truth? My dear? The voice was soft, full of temptation and expectation.

Oh yes, the scriptures.

Cirek immediately remembered his plan, and he stroked the Scourge Sword: "Now that countless plots are coming to fruition, I will feed my hungry blade with the blood of Aaron Salion, and I will search his soul to learn the secrets of the four evil gods beyond the multiverse who have stolen my power." ”

"Yes, yes." The dark purple two-headed monster bird nodded with joy: "Each of your choices has 9 possibilities, and each of these 9 possible futures has 9 developments, the scriptures are turned, the source of the universe will be opened in front of your eyes, and the secret of God is at the end of the ultimate chaos, hurry up, my friend, our time is running out." ”

Yes, the Shri Sutra has been completed.

Thinking of his greatest work, the Prince of the Dark Sun calmed down a lot.

"What do you want?" After a long wait, Shirek finally asked, "I'm going to kill!" Midnight, kill! Kill Kill! You're going to kill too? “

"As I said, the enemy of my enemy is my friend." Shar's beautiful eyes behind the crown showed a hint of doubt, the Night Lady did not understand Ciric's logic, she calmly repeated her conditions: "I can help you deal with Aaron Salian's Western Army, I will give up the Netherworld City in my Fallen Shadow Realm to the war, but as a condition, you must give up Lyra's [Phantom] priesthood to me." “

"What a joke." Ciric sneered, "Which eye did you see me kill Layla?" “

"......" Shar was silent for a few seconds, and the Night Lady then showed a murder beneath the darkness, the blood-stained Scourge Sword, the desperate screams of the blonde Phantom Goddess, and the skeleton that rattled with laughter, the Shirek himself.

"Humph!" Seeing the ironclad evidence, Shirek suddenly opened his mouth and laughed wildly, pointing at Sha'er's face: "I have to admit that you did see it!" ”

Shar: "............"

"Well, I can consider giving you the [Phantom] priesthood." Dark Sun covered his face with his hands: "The premise is that I want to see your floating city on the battlefield." ”

"You'll see." Shar shook her head slightly, three points frivolous, three points playful, she took the opportunity to look down from the supreme throne: "It's been a long time, the one who has recorded the record." ”

"Yes." Jaeger stood under the throne, the Ancient Reaper was now a servant of Ciric, and since Jaeger stepped down from his position as the Ancient Reaper, he had served Mirkor and now he was serving Ciric.

Shar walked away slowly, and before leaving, the Night Lady glanced at Jaeger's hollow skeletal eye sockets, and the two gods confirmed something with each other's eyes, and Shar drifted away.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry to interrupt your musings, but." Jaeger's cold and inorganic voice said, "Two demigods, the Anointed from Chaos and the Emissary of the Lord of the High Walls, have arrived at the door, and they want to offer you their gifts. ”

"Kill them all." Ciric said coldly: "The only reason for me to accept their gifts is that they want to obey me as the only true god, and the four false god subordinates who have stolen my authority are not worthy of being received by my Shirek." ”

"Why not?" The shadow of change in Ciric's ears spoke again: "At this moment, any bit of strength is what we need. ”

"I said it, unless they were willing to honor me." Ciric emphasized.

"Why don't they honor you?" The Shadow of a Thousand Transformations shook suspiciously: "You have the Xi Rui Sutra!" ”

Ciric stood up suddenly, and the pleasure of pouring hot water on his head in a winter bath was very refreshing.

That's right.

I have the Shri Sutra!

With the Shri Sutra, can they still deny my one divine nature, their identity as the one true God?

"What a gift, Jaeger?" Ciric turned his anger to joy.

"Explosive Arrows, Your Majesty." "There's also a group of half-demons wearing full-body power armor. ”

"Very well, call them in." Dark Sun sat on his throne: "Let me see how much they can learn from me." ”

…………

The Sea of the Moon, the Dagger Falls, the Western Army Camp.

Drain and drain~

The large-scale build-up of the Western Army officially exceeded the size of 100,000 men with the arrival of more than 4,000 Church Jihad Army of Loshanda Church Dawn Lord Rockefeller, and the barracks stretched more than ten kilometers from this end of the river.

Although more than half of the army came to participate in the alliance, and there were people who had a grudge against Santarin, and wanted to take this opportunity to let Santarin die, and there were also mercenary adventurers who came to receive commissions and look for opportunities to get ahead in battle, so that some of the mercenary adventurers who came to eat and drink together, but the 100,000-strong army set up camp, and the grandeur of the scene still made many forces and adventurers terrified.

When was the last time there was a major war of this magnitude in the kingdom?

It seems like the Tucan invasion more than ten years ago, right?

After Serre gave Toucan Khan Jamen a large bribe of money, the nomadic army abandoned Serre's desolate lands and rushed to the center of the kingdom, eventually winning the Battle of the Frozen Lake.

Now, just over a decade later, Aaron's shogunate army was not only stronger than Cormier's Purple Dragon Army, but he himself was even more ferocious than Ahsan IV.

Many old Cormiers wept when they saw this.

Heavy rain followed, and between lightning and thunder, the rain poured down the sky.

Whoa, whoa, whoa~

There are two large braziers in the big tent to ward off the cold, dozens of elite Sacred Tree Knights are on duty around, each Sacred Tree Knight is a peerless brave man who fights under the Golden Tree, the Golden Giant Tree that uses half of the body of the Great Horned Mouse as fertilizer has grown more than 100 meters high, under the nurturing and transformation of the Golden Tree, each of the Sacred Tree Knights has strong magic resistance, and can call on the power of the Golden Tree to strike the enemy, when the Holy Tree Emblem on the chest is lit up, the Golden Law Ring shines, When the Knights of the Sacred Tree with blades and spears wrapped in golden flames stepped into battle, it was the end of the enemy.

"Looking at this time, the drizzle is long, and it is May."

Aaron lifted a corner of the tent with his hands behind his back and slowly paced out, the rain was automatically deflected and flew towards the surroundings as it approached his body, and General Cormier, who was in a good mood, looked at the moon sea in the distance, and in the heavy rain, the direction of Fort Santil was hazy and chaotic.

Under the rain curtain, the western army camped along the Tess River stretched out like two giant pythons.

This battle will determine the fate of the Moon Sea for the next hundred years, and it will also determine the fate of Aaron.

"Report to Your Highness General, Waterdeep Black Staff Lord Kelburn and his wife Lyla-Silver Hand have arrived."

Oh?

Although he had expected it, a smile appeared on Aaron's face when he heard that the Black Rod himself had arrived.

In addition to the last time the Sallian feast gave away nine books, Aaron saw Kelburn Blackrod and his wife, Leila Silverhand, for the second time.

"Hurry up, please!"

Aaron straightened out his Grand Duke's dress and walked quickly forward to greet him, and from a distance, he saw the Moonstar Banner and the Black Cane Tower Lord himself, as well as the more than a hundred members of the Moonstar Organization who followed him, almost all of whom were spellcasters.

Kelburn-Black Rod was a little surprised to see Aaron personally greet him, and the legendary archmage's face was not happy or worried, but he said with a little ease: "We meet again, Cormier's shogun, Grand Duke of Green Veron." ”

"Welcome, Blackrod, Lady Leila, very welcome." Aaron smiled, "It's so nice to have you on board." ”

A smile slowly appeared on the face of the black rod, and he said with a smile: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, at the moment, in terms of the current situation of the kingdom, I have been left far behind by you, Aaron, remember what I said?" The future is yours. ”

“？”

The expression on Aaron's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but feel that this person was fake, and he wondered if the black rod was very proud of his magic and identity. Why is the body so low? How do you say you're also a Missra voter?

Why did you suddenly become a horse boy?

"I also want to thank you for teaching Charlotte and making her a legend." Aaron nodded, no matter what, it should be a good thing that the black rod's attitude is so good.

Kelburn - Black Rod and his wife Leila - Silver Hand entered Aaron's Great Tent, Leila Silver Hand was entertained by Eleanor, and Aaron led the Black Rod into the deeper inner tent of the Great Horde.

Putting down the curtain to isolate the inside and outside, Aaron was still pouring wine for Kyleburn, but the black staff signaled that he didn't need to, he had something to say to Aaron.

Aaron put down the bottle and signaled that there were no outsiders in Kelburn.

The black staff looked at Aaron's appearance of not yet thirty years old with a slightly complicated face, and said sincerely: "Your Highness General, I have come in person this time because there is one thing that must be discussed with you personally. ”

Aaron smiled when he heard Kelborne's words, shook his head and said, "His Highness the Black Rod is serious, you have been through thousands of years, and you have traveled to the multiverse as a Demon Net Elector, I can't ask you for help, how can I help you?" ”

"What if I say that I plan to leave the Harpists League with Moonstar and part ways with Ilminster?"

Updated, ask for a ticket duck~