The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 255 The Gods of Disaster

The silence of the gods was finally broken.

"Defenders of balance, kneel down! Wait for my sentence—" This is the voice of Io, whose supreme authority made all the gods present kneel down. Only the rebellious Bane managed to maintain himself , only one knee touched the cold floor.

"You have the most sacred and great mission bestowed by all things, to stabilize the balance scale that can be overturned at any time, and to maintain the harmony between order and chaos. It is a pity that you, ignorant, have committed ridiculous crimes rashly, commit theft in your childish struggle for power"

"Bane! Destruction is your inevitable destiny." The first person to be judged by the king of gods, Io, was the Lord of Darkness. weak at times. "But you should be thankful for yourself, because compared to your accomplices, the fate of those traitors, destruction—is an absolute pity."

The loyal and almost rigid guardian god Haim stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty Io, I was the one who kept those slates, please allow me—"

Io's roar was more shocking than thunder: "Be quiet! Heim, if you don't want to suffer the same fate as them."

Haim still stubbornly said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have no intention of disobeying the greatness of you, but they should at least know the crimes they have committed." The Guardian God turned to face the gods and shouted: "Among us The one who stole the slate of fate that we shouldn't touch!"

An inexplicable energy suddenly rushed out of the void, turning into a burning ring of fire around Haim's hands, feet, knees, and body. The powerful patron saint was pulled high into the sky like a marionette, until all A realm of nothingness that even gods cannot peer into.What appeared in front of Heim was unprecedented darkness, the living darkness, the darkness that breeds destruction, the darkness that symbolizes the wrath of Io, the king of the gods
After an unknown amount of time, Haim finally fell from nothingness and hit the temple floor heavily. His divine body was covered in blood and bruises like a mortal body, and his hands and feet were also broken.Haim wanted to stand up again, but it was a pity that he struggled for a long time and was still powerless. None of the gods who had been shrouded in fear dared to step forward to help, and none of the gods dared to ignore his begging eyes and let him fall there sadly .

Then more energy rushed to other gods, except for a few special gods (such as Jergal, the ancient god of death), almost none of them were exempt, all of which were represented by the angry flame of Io, the king of gods. At the same time, Io's majestic voice continued to sound: "You will no longer be able to sit in the kingdom of God and look down at the world leisurely, as if it is just your entertainment toy."

"You will no longer be able to ignore the duties entrusted to your existence, and you will know and always remember the sins you once ignored. You will be exiled and return to the mortal world to experience the meaning and pain of being a mortal existence."

exile!For the gods, it is definitely a more painful punishment than destruction, just like a high-ranking person with a high position, they can accept death, but they cannot bear the bitter fruit of losing their power.As a result, the gods were in an uproar, and all roared and screamed in horror.

"Your Majesty Aio! Let us find out the sinful thief for you and return the Slate of Fate!"

"We are innocent! Don't let us all be punished for the ignorance of one of us, Your Majesty Io!"

Whether it was Mystra, the goddess of magic, Tire, the god of justice and judgment, or other gods, they all begged the king of gods to change his mind in horror and despair.However, it is obvious that all this is in vain, the darkness representing Io's anger turned into a whip of punishment and whipped every begging god, including Tier's only remaining eye, which was whipped by the terrible whip The shattering exploded, and He fell to the ground crying in pain, clutching His blind eyes with both hands.

"You poor fools, you only see yourself!" The gods were speechless for Io's accusation, the flames of punishment burned their bodies and spirits, and the gods couldn't help crying like mortals Moaning, the flames on some of the more severely punished gods have turned into blue flames, and Bane, the Lord of Darkness, is one of them. The pain has almost exceeded the limit that the gods can bear, so that Bane can only utter Involuntary screams.

The cruel torment lasted for several months. After the endless torment, all the gods were entangled in energy beams and tied together tightly. When they found themselves able to move and think again, and When they were afraid—the fear they were just familiar with—they gasped for breath, as if they would drown if they didn't breathe.

Finally, Talos, the Storm King, barely spoke, his voice was weak and hoarse, and each word came from a terrified gasp: "Is this the end? Is this the only punishment for us?" Suddenly the temple disappeared, still being The gods bound together find themselves looking into the faces they fear most: chaos, order, life, death, love, indifference... each god sees his own demise.

"Of course not! That's just the beginning of my anger. Now, drink it! Enjoy it! This is the mead you deserve!" It was God King Io's slightly mocking growl.There was a sound that no one had ever heard before—the screams of the gods.

Mystra, the goddess of magic, found herself drawn into a chaotic and weird energy vortex. She struggled to break free from the vortex and regain control of her body, but she failed.In this vortex, Mystra was stripped of her godhead. This process was an unbearable pain, a hundred times more painful than the previous torture.All gods suffered the same fate and were subsequently banished from the heavens, except Helm.

In the high sky of the heaven, Heim witnessed the exile of all the gods. Although he was still bleeding, he still kept his godhood and power intact, unlike other gods.A tall warrior wearing a full body of steel armor, and wearing a pair of iron gloves with the eyes of the eternal watchman on it - Haim's eyes are clear, looking at the passage of the plane where the gods disappeared with a little sadness
In the void, an old voice sounded: "The star war is about to start again, I don't know how many can be selected this time."

Aiou's voice sounded again, but it was very low, and he said: "For thousands of years, except for a few, most of the young members have not been able to satisfy me. I hope this exile can make them grow. After all, time Not many more. Jergal"

(End of this chapter)