A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"What exactly does father want to do..."

Although Gracia was very angry and confused about the result of being suddenly controlled by others, she quickly forced herself to calm down and began to think about various possibilities.

Because unlike other devils, they have no chance to contact the Lord of Hell.

She had lived with Asmodeus when she was young, and understood that this great devil with the most powerful power and supreme power would never do meaningless things, and there was a certain purpose and purpose hidden behind every move. attempt.

But most of the time, these purposes and attempts are hidden in a large number of complex operations and political struggles.

When the other demons, including the dimension lords, reacted, they found to their disbelief that Asmodeus had already gotten what he wanted.

This was particularly evident during the "Great Purge".

Those level lords who had planned for thousands or even tens of thousands of years in an attempt to overthrow the rule of the Lord of Hell, realized when they were about to die that their handle had already been held in the palm of the other party's hands.

I never had the slightest chance of winning from the beginning.

Especially this time, Asmodeus personally invited a mortal to become a lord of a new level, and even gave him the status of Prince of Hell above all others.

At the beginning, Gracia, like several other lords, was full of anger and dissatisfaction, insisting that it should be her own position.

But with the arrival of the Eldrazi, the will of the abyss and these terrifying and twisted creatures from the dark void started a fiercer fight than the previous bloody battles. The devil army can expand its power unscrupulously in the first few floors of the abyss.

Only then did she begin to realize that her father's judgment was correct.

With the addition of Zuo Si, the forces of hell and the tendency of lawful evil in the universe are growing.

Once the actual occupation and transformation of the first thirty layers of the abyss are completed, the strength of the devils will increase exponentially. There is no need to fear the endless number of devils. Maybe even the existing governance structure will change. .

For example, the original level lords can be promoted to a higher-level existence, thereby controlling the newly occupied areas and canonizing more nobles and sub-level lords.

This is why, now, the lords at all levels have given up their original fights and begun to work together to send more troops to clear out the demons entrenched in castles and fortresses, scrambling to seize more territory.

Although Gracia's rule over the sixth floor is not stable enough, and she cannot even control the entire floor like those veteran lords, she has also sent a large number of troops.

At present, more than hundreds of large fortresses have been occupied on the seventh and eighth levels of the Abyss.

If nothing else goes wrong, these two floors will be captured by him.

As the saying goes, eating people is short of mouth and taking people is short of hands.

Gradually, Princess Hell's hatred for Zuo Si for taking her position was no longer as strong as before. Instead, she had the idea of ​​becoming a lover or even establishing an alliance with her.

But what she never expected was that Asmodeus suddenly played such a trick, directly changing the status between the two from a relative equal to a superior-subordinate relationship.

That powerfully binding document could even deprive Gracia of her control over the existing sixth level.

This was absolutely unacceptable to her who had finally obtained the position of lord.

After pondering for a long time, the Queen of Desire Demon slowly walked down the stairs from the throne, bent down and ordered with a serious expression to the Snake Demon Intelligence Chief who was kneeling at her feet: "Ask all your spies to take action!

I need to figure out Soth's attitude on this matter as quickly as possible!

In addition, I sent a lust demon as a special envoy to him to invite him to my court.

Remember, you must complete the above two goals before the lords of other levels get the news. "

"Understood! Please rest assured, Her Majesty the Queen, I will never let you down." The snake demon solemnly promised.

Soon, he twisted his fat and bloated body and left quickly, disappearing at the end of the eerie palace.

As one of the top high-level devils, the scorpion devil believes that intelligence is the key to gaining power and advantage, so he is born to be an excellent spy leader.

Many dukes and lords would be more than happy to accept the allegiance of a femme fatale, tasked with gathering and collating intelligence.

In fact, in the palace of the Hell Princess, apart from the desire demon, the most favored one is the snake demon.

After watching her intelligence chief walk away completely, Gracia returned to the throne and squinted her eyes to look at this palace that was beautiful, exquisite, but also terrifying enough for mortals.

As the sixth level of Baator Hell--Malboggi is undoubtedly extremely special.

The reason why I say this is because almost all the famous buildings, scenery and places on this level evolved from the ever-expanding and gigantic body of the previous lord, the Hag Countess.

Among them, the "Long Hair Forest" is full of twisted trees and terrifying thorns. Without asking, you will know that it is hair and scalp that are extremely huge.

If you get closer, you can even see large areas of dandruff-like scaly material on the ground, as well as so many "white lice" that you can't even count them.

These parasites, which were supposed to be only a few millimeters in size, are now the largest and can even grow to the size of an adult bull. They mainly feed on unknown substances secreted from the ground.

However, if there are low-level devils or mortals approaching, they don't mind changing the taste and giving themselves a meal.

The castle where Gracia currently lives is located next to the "Long Hair Forest" and looks like a huge white skull from a distance.

After all, it was originally the skull left behind by the Countess Hag after her death.

Red glass windows are installed in the eye sockets to highlight the unique taste and style of the Hell Princess.

Below the eye socket is the castle hall, where Gracia likes to greet every visitor and guest.

In addition, the two huge glass windows are also one of the castle's defensive weapons, which can release terrifying hell flames to destroy those creatures that dare to approach.

There are many passages formed by the intestines of the Hag Countess in the corridors inside the castle.

The pleated walls also regularly shed irritating slime.

Any non-devil creature that attempts to pass through these active channels will be devoured, digested, and absorbed without mercy.

There are even some poisonous lakes and ponds evolved from bile, which can continuously provide toxins and acid to the sixth level. Even the gas emerging from the bottom will randomly produce unpredictable magical effects.

These can either be sold to interested plane merchants, or put directly into jars and used as ammunition for a throwing weapon.

Even the ribs of the Hag Countess turned into a huge semi-arched cliff, and her fingers turned into ten ivory towers.

Gracia has hollowed out one of them and transformed it into the place she needs.

It can be said that the mysterious death of the previous lord directly brought unimaginable rewards to Gracia, the new lord.

No one knows why the Countess Hag's body suddenly began to grow uncontrollably without warning, and she eventually died tragically in an almost joking way, becoming the most bizarre death method in the entire hell plane for the plane lord.

Some devils speculated that this might be her attempt to become a god through some unknown method, but her eventual failure led to disaster.

Some people think that this is Asmodeus's fault.

It was the Lord of Hell who deliberately injected countless sacred energy into the body of the Countess Hag, causing it to completely lose control and explode in order to make room for his daughter Gracia.

Whatever the truth, the shortest-reigning Plane Lord is certainly impressive.

No matter who it is, as soon as they see the weird and terrifying landforms on the sixth level, they can't help but think of her.

Even hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years later, it will still not be forgotten.

During the "Great Purge", this hag countess who successfully climbed to the throne of the lord by betraying her lover and marrying the previous lord, Morlock, probably never dreamed that all her carefully planned plots would end up marrying the princess of hell. Clothes.

"No! We can't sit here and wait to die! Maybe I can talk to Fierna."

There was a sinister and cunning light in Gracia's eyes.

Due to her unscrupulous poaching and plotting against lords from other levels, she had no decent allies in the entire hell.

The only person with a close relationship is Fierna, who is also manipulated by her biological father and is a puppet lord on the surface.

It was precisely with the secret support of this hell princess that Ms. Fierna dared to challenge the authority of Archduke Bilaire.

But Gracia didn't know that Zuo Si threw the authorization document aside soon after getting it, and quickly moved from one clone to another.

At this moment, he was sitting in the mage tower in Askatra, meeting a very important guest.

A legendary figure from another very famous main material world "Grey Eagle".

No!

It should be said that the word "legend" is no longer enough to describe the other party's life experience and outstanding achievements in the field of magic.

He looked to be in his forties, with a neat beard and a black velvet coat. His eyes shone with a mixture of reason and madness.

As for the hair…

Sorry, there is no hair on this head, and it is as shiny as a mirror.

Hmm - a standard strong man's hairstyle.

Zuo Si looked at the other party several times from top to bottom, and then greeted him with interest: "Welcome, Lord Mordenkainen.

To be honest, if Nimidona hadn't personally sent the news, I wouldn't have been able to believe it was true.

If you don't mind, could you tell me what kind of wind brought you here?

As far as I know, you are rarely seen in Faerûn, although you maintain some connections with Elminster and Himbu. "

"Haha, my main purpose of visiting this time is to see with my own eyes what kind of existence a planeswalker who can freely travel through different time and space and even the universe is like.

Moreover, the Storm Queen said that you are a very special and interesting spellcaster, mastering many knowledge, spells and skills from other worlds.

In addition, I heard that Baator Hell, which symbolizes the ultimate lawful evil, has not only gained a huge new dimension recently, but its lord has also been granted the status of prince by Asmodeus.

In addition, the war between the boiling will of the abyss and the strange creature called Oza also attracted my attention.

To sum up, don’t you think my reasons for coming to visit are sufficient? "

Mordenkain asked with a grin.

While he was speaking, his eyes kept glancing at Nimedona, who was standing next to him with a compound bow on his back and the Blade of Life in his hand.

As a famous mage even in the entire universe, he is the founder and leader of the "Eight Leaves", the most powerful arcane spellcasting organization in the world of Gray Eagle. He has a very rich knowledge reserve, and it can be seen at a glance that this is a comparison. The gods also want the rare Blazing God Attendant.

Although his attributes and camp tendencies are slightly different from those of other Blazing Gods, the bright light that represents divinity emanating from his soul is absolutely unfake.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mordenkainen would never have believed that such a creature that could easily kill the demon lord and was as powerful as a demigod would actually appear in a mage tower and willingly become a servant.

"Well, it seems that you have done a very detailed investigation on me when you came here, and there are indeed good reasons.

After all, when the war that swept the entire universe started after Chaos, your home world of Greyhawk happened to be the main battlefield where the turning point occurred, so it is reasonable to pay special attention to the changes in the bloody battle.

Now that people have seen it, if you have anything to say or want to know, just ask directly.

As long as it doesn't involve some secrets, I will try my best to answer it.

After all, when I first started on the path of magic, I also received a lot of inspiration and blessings from the spells you invented. "

Zuo Si had no intention of beating around the bush and expressed his attitude and respect for the legendary mage in front of him very directly.

Unlike Elminster, a bad old man who just wanders around all day, likes to meddle in other people's business, and whose behavior is closer to that of a priest than a mage, he obviously appreciates the man in front of him who has invented countless spells and cultivated a lot of skills. The bald demon Duncan has a large number of talented disciples.

If you open a complete spell book, you will easily find that there are not many spells invented by Elminster.

His contribution to today's magic system is almost negligible.

It can even be said that even without Elminster, there would be no significant difference in what the current magic environment would be like.

But what if there was no Mordenkainen?

Almost all spells named after him will disappear, including Disruption, Mage Sword, Mansion, Magic Missile, etc.

In addition, the magic invented by the apprentices he taught and the famous masters in the "Eight Leaves" will also disappear.

For example, the famous Bigby Big Hand series, Ma Yufu's acid arrows and Ma Yufu's micro meteors, Tan Sen's transformation technique that is highly praised by melee magicians, Otiluk's protective shield series of spells, etc...

Therefore, without Mordenkainen, many commonly used and easy-to-use magics among mages would instantly be reduced by one-tenth or even more.

For such a patriarchal figure who can be written into magic textbooks, history and development trajectory, most arcane spellcasters will subconsciously show high respect in the absence of conflict.

What's more, Mordenkainen is a typical "balancer" who has his own understanding of the conflict between good and evil, chaos and order, and has also shaped his own unique philosophy and grand cosmology.

So Zuo Si has reason to believe that this will be a quite pleasant exchange.

"Thanks!"

Mordenkainen undoubtedly noticed this, and immediately asked straight to the point: "What kind of power does the planeswalker rely on to pass through the vast dark void between planes and planes, and universes?"

"It relies on the power of sparks."

Zuo Si directly squeezed out a shimmering ball of light from his body, which was the primary spark recovered from Grisha not long ago.

"spark?!"

It was obviously the first time for Mordenkainen to see such a magical thing. He immediately stood up and cast more than twenty detection spells on the sparks.

After more than ten minutes, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and exclaimed: "Incredible! It's incredible! It...it actually has an amazing similarity to the Divine Spark to a certain extent. But the difference is that , this thing has the ability to connect and isolate spaces.”

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. Connecting and isolating space is only one of Spark's most basic abilities, and it is also the source of power that enables planeswalkers to travel freely in different worlds.

In addition, it can absorb, store, and transform all forms of energy, allowing planeswalkers to shape various magical effects and make complex items and artifacts as they wish.

This is the result of being greatly weakened.

Before the spark changed, the ancient planeswalkers had power that rivaled or even surpassed the gods.

They can create and destroy a world at will according to their own will, tear apart space and time effortlessly, and will not age or die. "

"It sounds really fascinating. Especially being able to travel to different worlds, learn endless knowledge, and pry into the truth of this huge and complex universe."

Mordenkainen's eyes were fixed on the sparks, not hiding the desire in his heart.

In other words, any mage who is truly committed to understanding and studying the nature of magic will not aspire to become a planeswalker.

But unfortunately, the qualification to become a planeswalker is only available to one in tens of millions of people, and 99% of them may not be able to light it in their lifetime.

At least Mordenkainen knew that there was definitely nothing like the spark in front of him in his soul.

Otherwise, with his research and understanding of the soul, he should have discovered it long ago.

"Yes! Who can resist such a temptation?"

Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be casual and echoed, and then inhaled the spark into his body, leaving no chance for the other party to ask for it or study it.

Because he knew very well that Mordenkainen was different from Shane VII. He was a very principled mad genius who would never tolerate being controlled by others.

If he gets a spark and becomes a planeswalker, not only is it not a good thing for him, but it may actually be self-defeating.

It would be great fun to reach a cooperation agreement with Nicol Bolas or Ugin.

Seeing the spark disappear from sight, Mordenkainen showed an obviously disappointed expression, but he still patiently made a second request.

"You must have been to many worlds, right? If you don't mind, can you show me the magic of other worlds?"

"No problem at all."

Zuo Si agreed very simply, and in the next few minutes, he briefly demonstrated the special spells of Magic Earth, Zendikar, Innistrad, and Mirrodin, as well as a large number of skills learned from the old dragon. Mind magic.

Although what he released were low-level and basic parts, as the founder and leader of the "Eight Leaves" organization, Mordenkainen still felt the infinity and vastness of the universe, as well as the vastness of magic theories and understandings between different worlds. difference.

The most important thing is that each world has different spell-casting environments, resulting in many unique and highly creative spell models.

Mordenkainen has already kept it firmly in his mind with his excellent intelligence and memory, and plans to do some targeted research when he goes back to see if he can use it as inspiration to create some new magic.

For more than ten hours, the two of them spent unconsciously in this kind of communication with a bit of mutual testing.

Zuo Si provided a large number of unheard of and unseen spells and theoretical knowledge, while Mordenkainen provided some of his own unique magical insights, as well as several exclusive magic and legendary spells in exchange.

Just as the two chatted more and more, and were about to start some more in-depth discussions, the Shuoyou mobile terminal in Zuo Si's hand suddenly rang.

He subconsciously opened it and glanced at it, and found that it was Xi Manmeng who had sent the message.

The content is also very simple. Just last night, the adoptive father of Baal's son Aberdare, an old mage who had a good relationship with Elminster and Kelben, Gillian, died in the woods near the coast road outside Candlekeep. inside.

It was none other than Sarevok and his men who were also the sons of Baal.

This son of God, who has secretly established a sect and has a certain number of believers, is no longer the harmless person he was a few years ago. Instead, he is a dangerous person with a total professional level of LV15 warrior.

In the fierce battle, he not only successfully resisted most of Gillian's magic attacks, but also wielded his giant sword and cut off the opponent's head directly through the magic protection.

"Has it finally begun..."

Zuo Si muttered something quietly to himself.

Perhaps others should not know what this attack and killing means, but he knows very well that this is the beginning of a great adventure, and it is also an extremely rare battle for the throne of God in Faerûn.

In fact, before Sarevok took action, a large number of Baal's Sons gathered and killed each other near the March Mountains at the junction of Kalingshan and the Kingdom of Tethyr in the south.

If nothing else, as the massacre continues, the five most powerful Baal descendants will soon form an alliance.

"What finally started?"

Mordenkainen asked with a slightly curious tone.

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head and replied: "Nothing, it's just a prophecy about the murderous god of this world. You won't be interested."

"The God of Murder? Ah! You are talking about Baal and his countless children."

Mordenkainen had obviously heard of the prophecy of Alando the Wise, and he touched his chin and commented: “Dispersing divinity and divine power by giving birth to a large number of offspring, and then killing these offspring after his death to reassemble them and resurrect them.

It has to be said that this God of Murder's methods are quite good.

But the problem is that he obviously did not expect that his most trusted voters would turn their backs on him.

But even so, Barr still has a chance to return from this bloody killing. "

"No, he has no chance."

Zuo Si pursed his lips with a playful smile.

"Are you going to intervene?"

Mordenkainen raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"yes."

Zuo Si had no intention of hiding it and admitted openly.

“I have promised Talona that I will seize the death priesthood belonging to Baal for her.

But I accepted the rest of the divine power without any hesitation.

After all, for a planeswalker, no matter how much energy there is, it is never enough.

As for Baal, since he has been dead for so many years, he should continue to stay in the star world and lie down.

Anyway, there are so many gods in Toril. One more god is not more, and one less one is not more. "

"You are really as crazy and bold as the Storm Queen described, and you even dare to interfere in the affairs of gods.

Well, it looks like you’re going to be busy, so that’s the end of today’s conversation.

Let's find some time in the future and we can continue the topics we didn't finish talking about today.

Oh, by the way, although I don't know exactly how planeswalkers travel across time and space, this is my address in the world of Greyhawk.

If you are interested, you can come to me at any time. The door of my Mage Tower is always open to you. "

After saying this, Mordenkainen wisely chose to stand up and leave.

As the most powerful legendary mage in the Greyhawk world, although he is very eager to get more information about other time and space from Zuo Si, especially about magic. If possible, it would be best to obtain a spark and become a planeswalker. But there is no rush.

After all, feelings and trust require time and patience to cultivate bit by bit.

Mordenkainen has always believed that everything has a price.

No matter how precious the planeswalker's spark is, as long as he can come up with something that makes the other party's heart beat, he can complete this deal that is crucial to him.

After the bald mage completely walked away, Zuo Si fiddled with the mobile terminal in his hand and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Now that the adventure of the Son of Baal has begun, in what way should I What about identity involvement?”

"Father, I can come forward to handle this matter for you."

Nimedona took the initiative and took a step forward, kneeling on one knee to take over the task.

In her eyes, a group of sons of God who have not even ignited the spark of divinity are nothing at all. She can kill them all by herself, and then take away Baal's portion of the Death Priesthood from the Killing Throne.

But Zuo Si quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, it is too exaggerated to let you, the servant of the Blazing Heaven, take action.

What's more, the Death Priest is a very sensitive thing.

It will trigger the thoughts of the current Death God Kranvor and the ancient Death God Jaeger.

I wish I could get it in a more subtle, less publicized way. "

"Master, how about I go?"

Atona suddenly emerged from the corner.

“Neither can you.

Because you also have divinity within you.

And it is a completely different divinity from the sons of Baal.

It is very easy to be mistaken for the chosen people or sons of gods sent by other gods to interfere.

In addition, your transformation ability is not perfect, and it can easily be dispelled by spells such as dispel magic during battle and return to its original form. "

Zuo Si touched the succubus Loli's smooth and flowing hair, and rejected her offer with a smile.

"What about letting Fangus and her tribe go?" Atona blinked and continued to ask.

"Don't make trouble! They are all terrifying wolves now, and their appearance after transformation can scare ordinary people to death. What's more, the reputation of lycanthropes is not much better than that of demons in this world."

Zuo Si rolled his eyes angrily and hit the girl on the head a little harder.

Atona covered the place where she had just been knocked, and asked with a pitiful look: "This won't work, and that won't work either. What do you think we should do? We can't let Atio go, right? It's the head Bear!"

"Atio?!"

Zuo Si's eyes instantly lit up when he remembered that he had an animal companion, and he quickly took out a collar made of leather and unknown metal from the belt bag he carried.

This thing is an artifact given by the beast god Mara, which allows animals to gain the same power as the beast king on the original basis.

If harnessed to a white bear cub, and coupled with the power the animal companion can draw from its owner, the disguise as a shape-shifting druid blessed by the spirits of nature is nearly impossible to detect.

Thinking of this, Zuo Si immediately called Atio through emotional connection.

After a while, the white bear cub stumbled out of the door and rolled in.

Yes!

It's just rolling with the front paws on the head instead of crawling!

From its eyes, you can clearly see the awe and fear of the succubus loli.

Moreover, the soft white hair that was originally covering the body was now as pitted as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and there were burnt marks in some places, and the appearance had dropped several notches.

This scene made Zuo Si's mouth twitch involuntarily, and he asked in an uncertain tone: "Atona, what did you do to it?"

"Woooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!"

The moment Atio looked at his master, he immediately rushed over with tears in his eyes and used his unique skill to hug his legs.

That expressive and extremely vivid expression, and the accusing roar, just short of being able to speak.

"No...it's nothing. I just let it train with me a few times."

The succubus loli lowered her head feeling guilty.

"train?!"

Zuo Si obviously didn't believe Atona's explanation. He briefly checked the damage to the hair on the white bear cub and found that it was basically either cut by a sword or burned by flame magic.

And the person who did it was very measured, only hurting the hair and not the metal-hard skin underneath. It seemed like he did it deliberately.

Thinking of the innate nature of succubi to play pranks and tease others, you immediately understood what was going on.

However, Zuo Si did not sympathize with the white bear cub at all. Instead, he glared at it fiercely and reprimanded: "I told you to hide from me all day long! Now you want to run out and file a complaint? Why don't you continue to hide?"

After hearing these words, Atio immediately released his front paws from holding his legs, and covered the two furry lychees under his crotch with a look of aggrievedness, as if to say, "If you don't hide away, these two things that will carry on the family line will It’s long gone.”

"Look at your bearish look! Okay, don't be afraid, I promise not to open your balls today. Come here, I'll put a good thing on you."

With that said, Zuo Si opened the collar and signaled the white bear cub to come closer.

The latter was doubtful, and carefully covered his crotch and stretched his head closer.

Without saying a word, Zuo Si put the collar around his neck and fastened the buckle.

moment!

A huge spirit bear appeared out of thin air, then raised its head and made a roaring movement, and then got into the body of the white bear cub.

In just a few seconds, Atio had a very obvious change.

One of them is that the eyes become extraordinarily bright, and the claws and size are also growing at an unimaginable speed, until they become three times the normal size of the polar white bear.

But not long after, its body began to become extremely unstable again, as if it was about to melt under the high temperature.

But gradually, this unstable shape change began to develop towards the appearance of humanoid creatures.

Eventually, the guy transformed from a bear into a strong white-haired human child, and was repeatedly lifting his legs in a very weird posture, as if he was learning how to walk on two feet.

You don't need to ask to know that this is Atio's human form after gaining the power of the Bear Beast King.

In fact, the so-called beast king refers to a natural guardian spirit living in the endless wilderness.

They often shoulder the responsibility of guarding a certain forest, swamp, wilderness, or a specific animal group.

When you need to enter an area where humans live, you will choose a living person or animal as your carrier.

But the premise is that this person or animal is strong enough (has at least ten professional levels or monster levels) to withstand the wild power of nature of the Beast King.

Possessed people and animals will automatically acquire another form.

That is to say, people can become animals, and animals can also become people.

But no matter which form it is, the senses and sense of smell will be greatly enhanced, and the skin will also become extremely tough, just like wearing a layer of invisible armor. Even running, jumping, climbing, and swimming can Can be as fast as a wild beast.

When fighting, you can choose to use weapons, or you can partially transform into a beast and turn your hands and feet into claws to tear apart the enemy.

Most importantly, the Beast King has the power to rule the beasts.

They can talk to beasts at will and cast charm animal spells with no saving throw, making them obey their commands.

To a certain extent, the possession of a beast king is equivalent to a super-enhanced version of a beast-turned-human or human-turned-beast without any side effects.

Moreover, the giant bear spirit currently obtained by Atio is not a beast king in the ordinary sense, but a divine spell caster with a large number of spell-like abilities.

Although it may not be as comprehensive as the druid's spellcasting list, it can still compete with another natural spellcasting profession-the spirit shaman.

"Lord...Master."

Atio, who was naked buttocks, tried several times before finally speaking the blunt common language from his mouth.

"Well, yes, it's you."

Zuo Si had a satisfied expression on his face.

He is about 1.5 meters tall. He looks muscular and wild. He even stutters when he speaks. He doesn't look like he has any scheming intentions. At the same time, he is a boy blessed by the spirit of nature.

This BUFF is fully stacked.

In addition, he now seems to be able to conduct mating experiments on animals turning into humans or humans transforming into animals to see what can be produced.

Atio's eyes widened in confusion, completely confused as to what his master wanted him to do.

Although it himself is quite happy with the powerful power given by this collar.

For a white bear cub, it is obviously very awkward to transform into a human form, especially since it is not covered with thick hair, making it very insecure.

Unfortunately, Zuo Si did not allow it to change back. Instead, he took it to the room next door specifically for testing spells, and showed off the spell-like abilities it had acquired one by one.

After the test was completed, a strange device was buckled on the head, and then it was covered with a rather cute cartoon-style bear head hat.

About half an hour later, Atio was surprised to find that his body was forcibly taken and controlled by his master.

Obviously, Zuo Si used the same controller he had previously used on Davian to control the body of his animal companion again.

Although the poor white bear strongly protested against this, he still decisively chose to give in under the threatening eyes of his owner.

Isn't it just being controlled? What a big deal.

Do you need to take out the scalpel and threaten to open the egg...

After some tossing, Atio was finally teleported to the forest near the Friendly Arm south of Baldur's Gate, where he waited for the arrival of the Sons of Baal.

At the same time, in the dense forest near Candlekeep, only a few days away, two young men were running as hard as they could, not daring to stop even if they were out of breath.

One of them was a young man over two meters tall, wearing armor and carrying a two-handed giant sword.

The other one was a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl wearing simple leather armor, with bright pink short hair, and holding a short bow in her hand.

As for why I ran, the reason is very simple.

Behind them, an ogre carrying a huge mallet was chasing after them.

Don't look at it. For advanced spellcasters and warriors, killing creatures like ogres is as easy as eating and drinking.

But for most ordinary people and even low-level adventurers, ogres are absolutely nightmares and newcomer killers.

Because with the power they possess, it only takes one hit to cause horrific injuries such as comminuted fractures and massive internal bleeding.

If you are unlucky and hit your head, you can say goodbye to this world directly.

Therefore, although the young man had a two-handed sword that could be used as a weapon, he just kept running instead of turning around to fight.

In contrast, the short bow and dagger on the girl were more like a joke to the ogre.

Unless it can hit a fatal injury like the eye, it will only scratch a little flesh.

"A...Aberdare! I can't do it anymore!"

The girl suddenly slowed down and sat down on the ground, with a painful expression on her face.

"Damn it! Imoen! Don't stop! Do you want to be that guy's dinner? Get up and keep running! He can't catch him very far."

The young man known as Aberdare turned around and pulled the girl up, forcing her to continue running forward.

There is no doubt that they are the sons of Baal who grew up in Candlekeep.

Ever since Galian was killed, the two of them had not dared to walk on the road at all, for fear of encountering those terrible killers, so they had been hiding in the woods like headless flies.

As a result, he accidentally entered the ogre's territory and the current scene occurred.

I'm afraid no one knows that the legendary adventure story of the two sons of Baal began with being hunted and escaping.

In this way, Aberdare and Eamonn stumbled until it was completely dark, and after confirming that the ogre had been shaken off, they sat down against a tree and gasped for air.

Imoen, who had never understood the situation, finally had some free time, and immediately couldn't help but ask his playmate who grew up with him: "Do you know anything about those killers?"

Aberdare shook his head without thinking: "No, I don't know. They appeared too suddenly. Gillian may know something. Before he died, he asked me to go to the Friendly Arm to find two friends."

"A friendly arm? North? I don't think that's a good idea."

Imoen quickly expressed his opinion.

"Ha! Then according to your opinion, we should go south?" Aberdare asked with a sneer.

"Why not? We can go through the Cloud and Mist Mountains to Amn to seek help from Soth. He is now an out-and-out big shot. He can definitely help us investigate the cause and avenge Gillian."

When he said these words, Imoen's eyes shone with excitement and anticipation.

"Don't be crazy.

We are penniless now, how can we go all the way south along the Bay Coast Highway and pass through the dangerous cloud and mist mountainous areas?

Do we have to beg for food and drink along the way?

Let’s be realistic, the closest route is to Friendly Arms.

In any case, we have to meet the two friends that Gillian mentioned first. "

After that, Aberdare ignored the little sister beside him, lay down, closed his eyes, and took the time to rest and regain his strength.

Because he knows that those killers are coming for him, and he must be ready to escape and fight for his life at any time...