It's amazing to be in "new clothes".

Townsend could indeed feel the invisible clothes he was wearing, and under the effect of this clothing, everything about himself was alien to the world but intertwined.

There is no doubt that in such a state, even if you stand in front of the goddess of magic, the other party will not be able to detect you at all, of course, this does not mean that you are invincible, because your body can still interact with this world.

In other words, even if the opponent is not aware of his position, the area attack can still hit him.

Moreover, he can't use any supernatural abilities.

After all, "new clothes" are characteristics, which means that the person of Tangsen's other extraordinary characteristics is not higher than that of "new clothes", and if other extraordinary characteristics are used, I am afraid that "new clothes" will also be invalid.

However, even if he didn't use his extraordinary abilities, with his physical fitness and the preparation he had made before the plan, Tang Sen felt that it was enough.

Through some small means, Arthur quickly understood his situation, and deeply understood what obedience is - this guy has no loyalty at all, but obedience is actually very high, provided that the other party confirms what kind of person he is facing.

But the headache is that this guy really can't disguise the demeanor that Townsend needs, let alone look like a hero, ignoring his appearance, anyone can clearly see his cowardice carved into the bone marrow from his face.

It is even more difficult for him to say his lines, and his tone is always humble.

Fortunately, these are not impossible to solve.

The situation in Feren continues to deteriorate, and news has come that a team of adventurers from the astral plane has broken into Searle and besieged Searle's supreme regent Sazastan, the specific result is unknown, but since that day, Sazastan has disappeared, and the entire Searle has suddenly fallen into civil strife, all the chief red-robed mages are attacking each other, and the devils who support them are enjoying the gluttonous feast of desire.

Even certain gods are involved, trying to earn divinity through this civil war.

This civil strife naturally affected other places, such as the City of the West Gate on the Dragon's Coast.

Not all red-robed mages are attached to the barren land of Ser, and some red-robed mages are trying to stretch out their tentacles to other places, and the help of the devil fuels their ambitions, so an army led by the chief red-robed mage, with Searle knights as the main body, mixed with devil soldiers, opened the portal and has begun to cross the sea of falling stars, heading towards Ximen City.

The people of the West Gate were panicked, and the priests and paladins of the temple rushed outside the city every day to resist the troops who had already wandered over.

But, apparently, they couldn't hold out for long.

After all, now the gods don't have so much energy to pay attention to Simon City, in fact, the entire Torrell world has become a pot of porridge, the most chaotic is near Neverwinter, the prelude to the god war has intensified, those gods who already have enmity with each other, especially the believers of Suren and Shar, have been fighting to the point of losing their minds, which has formed a complex chain reaction.

The gods who possessed the priesthood of war were overjoyed, for them, the benefits of the divine war to the priesthood were much greater than the bloody war of the endless abyss, so they began to enter Faeron in a big way, which caused the gods related to peace to have to act to prevent the gods of war from becoming more powerful.

The chain reaction made it impossible for the onlookers to stand by, like a net, forcing the gods to go down one after another, and with Neverwinter as the center, a chaotic war in which even the gods could not figure out the full cause and effect.

Of course, at present, it is only a war between believers, and the strongest intensity is only the arrival of the incarnations of some gods, and there has been no collision of gods and the fall of gods for the time being.

And all this is too far away for ordinary people.

Becas ran quickly through the streets of Simon City, the once prosperous streets were now very withered, and the people with a little ability had fled farther away, even if they knew that there would be no place in this world that would be safe until Neverwinter.

And Becas is clearly not among those who can escape.

He was only at the bottom of Simon City, his father used to be an adventurer, but died in an adventure, his mother was disabled, and he only made a living by weaving and selling fishing nets, and he was far from the age of being independent, so he could only do some small work selling goods on the streets.

Rounding the most dilapidated neighborhoods, there were more people, all of whom looked frightened and ran in the opposite direction.

Becas heard the word "devil" in their shouts.

He had never seen the devil, but he had heard of such evil creatures in the story, and people like Becas had never thought of encountering the devil in his life.

Fear naturally rose in Bekas's heart.

His pace stopped, but the next moment, he gritted his teeth again and ran forward as fast as he could.

Ahead, in the direction of home, everyone was running away, but he knew that his mother couldn't run, and she must be waiting for him at home as usual.

An acquaintance of the neighbor spotted Bekas, quickly grabbed him, and shouted: "Don't go any further, the devil has entered the city!" ”

Becas shook him off vigorously: "My mother is still at home!" ”

"It's useless if you go! It's just a matter of sending them to death. ”

But Bekas's back had disappeared from the crowd.

Whether it is useful or not, Becas does not know, the neighbor's approach may be rational, but Becas is not sensible, he does not know where the courage comes from, let him run towards the place of certain death without hesitation, finally, until there is no longer a figure around, Becas heard a roar that he had never heard before.

He also saw the appearance of the devil.

The creatures hovering in the sky had bat-like wings, small, smaller than the under-adult Bekas, but the red skin, the horns on the top of their heads, and the stinging tail made it clear to Becas that these things were fundamentally different from himself.

He didn't know it was a little devil from the Nine Layers of Purgatory, a creature with a challenge level of only 1 - however, he felt a chill run through his heart.

The pure, evil aura emanating from this creature made him shudder his teeth.

He could only hide in the shadow of the eaves as much as possible, and cautiously moved towards his home, but fortunately, the evil ones did not seem to find themselves, and in any case, he opened the door without any problems.

"Bekas?"

There was a faint sound in the room, and Becas quickened his pace, seeing his mother on her side on the ground, trying to raise her head.

It appears that he was frightened and fell to the ground, unable to get up again due to his limited mobility.

"Mom."

Becas quickly helped her up, as usual, with his small body, carrying her weight as best he could, so that she could sit down at the table.

"I hear people outside talking about the devil. Has the day finally arrived? ”

"It's fine." Becas just comforted, "I saw those things, what the devil is, it's not scary at all. ”

He patted his chest and said, "It's all some little guys, those people are too exaggerated, if you take up arms, those devils will be driven away soon." ”

The woman stroked Bekas's face and said, "I know that my children are the bravest. ”

She paused, felt the tremor of the child's body in front of her, and said, "Run, leave me alone"

"I'll take you with me!" Bekas, though pale, had a determined look in his eyes.

"I can't go." The woman squeezed out a smile: "There are two silver coins hidden in the bottom corner of the kitchen cabinet, which were originally intended to be reserved for you to go to the butcher as an apprentice. Take it away, and leave the city of the West Gate."

This last word angered Bekas, and he shook off the woman's arm with all his might, and roared like a lion cub, "I'm not going anywhere!" ”

He quickly turned around and went into the kitchen and pulled out a kitchen knife.

"Bekas!" The woman's tone became serious: "Listen to me!" Now is not the time to play on the child's temper! ”

Becas clenched the knife in his hand.

"Mom." "From the moment my father died, I was no longer a child," he said. ”

"If the devil comes in, I will let them know that Simon's man is not to be messed with."

A devil like the one just now might be able to kill two of them if he had fought hard. Or one?

In short, if they break in through a door or window, they will take the opportunity to cut off their tails, and that seems to be the most threatening part of them.

As soon as he finished saying this, there was a sudden sound of laughter outside.

Becas could not understand the language of the devils, but he could be sure that the demons were gathered around his doors and windows, and their voices seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Just now, they had clearly discovered themselves, and they were now outside the door-

These evil creatures just want to play tricks on themselves.

Unspeakable fear gripped Bekas, making him want to drop the knife and run away, but when he looked at his mother, his eyes instantly turned red again.

"Die!"

He followed the sound and stabbed the blade of his hand through the window with all his might.

The sound outside suddenly stopped.

Becas felt that he had been stabbed, he could imagine that the sharp blade pierced into the body of the evil creature, and the other party's playful look was still on his face, but the breath of life had begun to flow from his body, and before he died, he must not have dared to believe that he would die at the hands of a human child No, it was a human man!

Becas was so excited by this fantasy that he couldn't help but poke his head out of the window and look out the window.

Then he met a pair of red pupils.

"Hey—"

He saw the little devil's cruel smile, and also saw that his blade had indeed been stabbed, and the blade, which was usually sharpened very diligently and cut meat very easily, pierced the little devil's chest, but it was only a layer of skin that could be broken.

In the midst of such a star, the slender tail behind the little devil slowly raised, and the stinger was aimed at Bekas.

Becas screamed, and the blade in his hand couldn't help but take off his hand, and sat on the ground.

Then, the little devil broke through the window!

Becas could clearly see the trajectory of the other party's movements, and saw that the window in the house that was pasted with paper was torn open with a bang because he couldn't afford to buy glass, and the other party's red body entered his home little by little, he could see all this clearly, but he found that he couldn't move.

This. Is this the devil?

How could it be possible to resist such a creature?

Fear was like a mountain, eroding Bekas's heart.

But at this moment, a scream broke Bekas's sluggishness, and a figure pounced from behind, directly knocking the little devil to the ground.

"Run!"

It was the mother's scream, and for some reason the disabled woman burst out with such a huge force that she actually pressed the little devil to the ground.

Becas saw his mother's desperate eyes, and he struck a spirit, and one rolled and crawled up, but instead of running, he yelled and threw himself at the little devil.

He was simply insane, with his fists, with his knees, and even with his teeth, using all means, trying to kill the little devil.

But an irresistible force came, and he and the woman were shocked and flew out in unison.

The little devil flew again, unscathed, with a hint of helplessness on his face, and turned his head to his companions outside the window and chattered in the abyssal language.

"Get out! Fuck off! ”

Becas didn't have the strength to pay attention to the devil's expression, he just instinctively roared.

But, as if a miracle had happened, the little devil flew out like this.

Before Becas could react, suddenly, a huge movement came from the street outside.

Boom! Boom!

It's footsteps.

It didn't sound like human footsteps, but more like a creature as large as an ogre.

The footsteps stopped at the doorway, and then, the door was directly smashed, and the creature stood in the doorway against the light.

He reached almost to the ceiling, covered in iron-like scales, and his huge wings could not be stretched out and could only be folded.

He still had some courage in the face of those little devils just now, but the hideous and terrifying image of the huge creature in front of him that he had never seen before almost broke Bekas's psychological defenses.

He opened his mouth wide and sat down on the ground.

A warm embrace came from behind, and the mother's voice sounded in my ears: "Bekas, don't be afraid. ”

"I'm by your side."

She whispered softly:

"On this day, the hero of salvation came, the devil and the devil were terrified when they heard his name, and the gods bowed their heads to him, and his golden hair was like a blazing sun, and his arms were like harbors, and he stood in front of the waves that swept the world in the name of a hero, and the sea was calmed because of him, and the war of the gods ended because of him, and he was the only savior of mortals, the last king of men, and when everyone stood behind him, the new century came."

Becas knew that this was the prophecy of salvation.

It is also the reason why these low-level people are not completely desperate in the face of annihilation, but he also knows that he probably hasn't seen the emergence of the so-called heroes.

He moved his head, and finally felt his mother's embrace with all his heart like a child.

Death may come the next moment, but Becas doesn't think about it anymore.

However, death never came.

Instead, the devils roared in confusion.

Becas couldn't understand the abyssal language, but he could feel the fear in the devil's tone.

Can the devil be afraid?

Because of this question, Becas raised his head again and looked at the door, and he saw the little devils flying in the sky in a chaotic manner, and the huge devils, step by step, withdrew from their house, and in a certain direction, crawling on the ground in fear, trembling.

Is such a powerful demon also afraid?

Becas really couldn't imagine what kind of existence could make this great devil not even have the courage to resist or even escape, but could only be like the most humble goblin-

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind.

"On this day, the hero of salvation came, and the devil and the devil were terrified when they heard his name—"

Becas felt himself tremble uncontrollably, and he stood up and stumbled towards the door, his head already poking out of the door.

At the end of the long street, a slender figure stood.

Becas saw his long blond hair glistening in the sun, and his vision was blurred.

"Mom. The prophecy has really come true."

He muttered and fell to his knees: "That must be. Must be the hero of the prophecy"

The man with long blond hair walked over slowly, he obviously didn't make any movements, but the big devil was directly knocked out by the invisible force, and flew straight to a place where he couldn't see it.

"Are you alright?"

A gentle, magnetic voice rang out, and Becas looked up to see a face covered in a golden mask.

The hero stood right in front of him, he stood very straight, and showed his majestic, artistic-like body to the fullest, which was bathed in sunlight, magically, and Becas felt that his heart was bathed in sunshine because of it.

"It's okay."

He rolled over and stood up, suddenly a little cramped.

Savior, hero, the man in front of him appeared for the first time, in Bekas's heart, there is already too much aura, this must be a big man he has never seen, a figure bigger than those noble lords in Simon City No, those pigs and dogs are not qualified to be compared with the man in front of him at all!

They will just lie in bed every day and play with those miserable slaves!

Hearing Bekas's response, the man turned around and walked off into the distance.

"Wait!" For some reason, Becas chased after him and shouted, "Your Excellency. You, what's your name? ”

The man stopped, didn't turn around, but his voice seemed to ring in Bekas's ears.

"Don't call me sir, I'm just an ordinary person like you."

"You can call me Arthur."

Such a gentle and egalitarian tone gave Becas the courage to continue communicating, and he raised his head, looked at the back wistfully, and said, "Arthur, I have heard that prophecy. ”

"You're going to save the world, aren't you?"

The man turned, his movements a little stiff, and gently placed his hand on Bekas's head.

"I'm just a person, and I don't have those godlike powers, I might be able to save you, or save a city, but this world is big."

"What do you mean?" Becas didn't understand.

"Meaning, even if I'm on the road all the time, there's no way to save everyone, let alone the whole world." The man said.

Becas understood this time, and his eyes darkened: "So, is the prophecy false?" ”

"It's fake, it can be true."

The man said, "I can be the hero who saved the world, but you can also be, everyone can be." ”

"Just like what you just did, as long as you have courage, there must be hope, you are the hero of this small family, and as long as everyone in this world has the courage to resist, then everyone is a hero."

"I'm a hero too?" Becas was a little confused.

"Yes, you and your mother are heroes."

"The light of the gods on high is far less than the light of courage and love that you radiate."

"If everyone were like this, even the gods in the sky would eventually retreat."

Outlands, the High Throne.

Under the dark sun, countless angels and gods prostrate themselves on the ground.

As the Lord of the Kingdom of God, Ciric hovers above the heads of all.

He is the King of Lies, the Lord of Murder, the God of Deception, known to all, His followers are spread throughout the multiverse, His divine powers make him fearless of any gods, and he even spits on the Goddess of Magic as a bitch.

And in the kingdom of his God, he is the sovereign sovereign.

No one dares to make any noise, and everyone knows that their God is not in a good mood right now. Or rather, very poorly.

"Someone is stealing my divine powers!"

His voice resounded throughout the kingdom of God: "A shameful thief! An insidious viper! ”

"He tried to ascend to the gods by fraud, and he succeeded in even the insignificant and weak gods, but he also took away my divine powers!"

"He needs to pay the price!"

"The Highest Dark Sun!" An oracle said, "The source of everything is in Faeron, the prophecy that deceived the ignorant mortals, and in the floating city called Neverwinter. ”

"Neverwinter," Ciric paused, "We'll wait and see what happens in that city. ”

"But that prophecy has come to the point where it has to be dealt with, and if you continue to convince those ignorant mortals of that stupid prophecy, that thief will become stronger and stronger!"

Ciric didn't say that if the thief continued to be powerful, for example, by earning a ten-point godhead level from the Fraudster, then his Fraudster would be demoted - meaning that he would be downgraded from level 17 to level 16.

This is absolutely unacceptable to Ciric.

"The supreme dark sun will fall directly on Faerun, and naturally it can directly crush that humble world, and all conspiracies will be wiped out under your infinite power." The oracle sang in an exaggerated tone.

"Do you know how many gods are staring at it now, how many gods are trying to descend?" Ciric stared at him coldly, "You mean, let me be the first god to come?" ”

"The essence of lies and deception is that I am not a reckless man like the god of war when I always stand in a safe place."

The oracle hurriedly lowered his head.

"Since that thief stole my priesthood by playing with mortals, then I'll let him know what it's like to be toyed with."

"It's just a faint divine power, and he dares to try to challenge the god of deception, and he will soon know the gap between him and me."

An angel below duly said, "The High Dark Sun must have figured out how to make the thief ask for his own suffering?" ”

"I need you to go to Faerun." "We can't let that prophecy continue to affect those mortals, and tell them that there is no such thing as a day of destruction, and that all this is just a thief's lie!" ”

"Uh, how do we describe the thief?" The angel asked.

Ciric was stunned for a moment.

In fact, he had no idea the identity of the new god of deception.

But he soon said, "There is no need to describe it, the point is, to destroy the prophecy." ”

"Stop those demons from continuing to wreak havoc, and eliminate from the root what the prophecy describes what is going to happen, and those mortals will naturally not believe in the prophecy so much as long as they do not panic."

"Huh?" The oracles didn't react.

We, as the angels of Ciric, go to stop the devil? Help mortals?

Will we just walk around the chaos and commit murder, and use all kinds of means to make mortals fear and save? It's the first time that such an orderly and kind thing has been done as an oracle of the god of deception.

"The means are not important, the results are important." Shirek looked at another oracle, "I need you to go to the water elemental plane. ”

"Obviously, driving the devil is only a means for the other party in the early stage, and the other party's killer weapon falls on the prophecy that 'the sea will capsize and flood all the land', and he must have prepared some means to set off a huge tsunami."

"However, he has only just ascended to the gods, and he only has a weak divine power, even if he still has the sea priesthood, as long as there is a more powerful god with the sea priesthood to stop it, when his tsunami has just begun, it will be directly quelled, and his prophecy will become a joke."

"Believe me, that is, the poor thief will know what will happen to me against me—that he will fall from the altar and that the Godhead will be shattered by the passage of divinity and become a wretched mortal again."

"The highest dark day, but we and the other gods. Especially the gods of the water elemental plane. Well, there's nothing communicative. ”

The oracle said it tactfully.

But everyone knew that, based on Ciric's various lies and frauds, he had a terrible reputation among the gods, had no allies at all, and every god feared betrayal by this madman.

"The reason that drives those orderly guys to act is not just friendship." Ciric smirked to himself, "I'm too good at dealing with these guys. ”

"Don't worry, I've prepared a perfect plan to keep the other party on the lookout of Faeron and do what I need at the right time After all, pedantic guys always can't sit back and watch the so-called evil happen, heh."

Ciric finally sneered, "They won't know that the source that drives their so-called righteous behavior is also evil. ”

Everyone bowed their heads again and offered the greatest reverence to this god of deception who played with the gods.

"Let's just wait for the show to begin."

(End of chapter)