Chapter 240 A Massacre (a 10,000-Word Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Late at night, when most of the residents of Ascatla fell asleep, Zuo Si escaped from the social interactions in Ascatla's upper class society and returned to the Mage Tower.

Although he himself doesn't like such banquets.

But from the moment he chose to accept the title of "Special Advisor to the Council of Six" and became the master of Amn, he had to bear some responsibilities.

And as the person who personally started the colonial era of this world, Zuo Si believed that he had the obligation to control and guide it from going out of control.

What's more, the Maztec continent is not as primitive and backward as the Americas in the Age of Discovery.

Not only does it have its own civilization and country, but there are also a considerable number of gods and spellcasters.

The main reason why Cordell and his golden mercenary group were able to successfully attack so many villages and towns was that the local indigenous people had never seen such a large ship and had never experienced a large-scale attack from the sea, so they were beaten Caught off guard.

By the time they reacted, this group of brutal bandits had already landed and began burning, killing, and looting, causing chaos throughout the city and streets. They were overwhelmed before they could even organize resistance.

If there was really a head-on war, the professional army from Faerûn would certainly have the upper hand or win a few victories.

It won't be long before the huge casualties and the supply lines across the ocean will drag it to collapse.

Especially the wet, dense and muddy tropical rainforest is definitely the worst nightmare of marching.

Therefore, no matter what the reason is, maintaining peaceful and stable trade between Amn and the Maztec continent is the most ideal way to gain wealth.

After all, any smart person understands that large-scale plunder cannot create any wealth, and will also cause huge damage to production and markets. It is also unsustainable.

"Have you dealt with all those troubles?"

Seeing Zuo Si walking out of the portal, Wilmes lazily turned over on the pile of gold coins.

She has not left her lair under the mage tower for more than half a year. She enjoys the attentive service of kobolds and goblins every day. She seems to have neither energy nor vigilance. She is basically a "waste dragon".

"Well, it's all taken care of. I have reached an agreement with the six-member Council of Amn. From now on, I just need to wait for Bernard to deliver the profit share on time." Zuo Si replied casually.

"How much share can I get?"

As soon as money was mentioned, Wilmes suddenly became bright and energetic, with naked and undisguised greed shining in his two lava-like eyes.

"The exact amount is not yet known, but after deducting the cost of building the port city, it should be no less than 1.5 million to 2 million gold coins per year."

Zuo Si directly gave a rough estimate.

Because the share he gets is not only the profit from the Chamber of Commerce trade, but also part of it comes from the taxes collected by the Six-person Council of Amn from ships heading to the New World.

"How much...how much?!"

Wilmes instantly slapped his huge head over and sprayed two golden sparks from his nose to show the dragon's inner unrest.

To be precise, if she can remain calm after hearing this number, then she is not worthy of being a greedy and evil red dragon.

"One and a half to two million gold coins. What, is there any problem?" Zuo Si raised his head and looked at the other person with a half-smile.

Wilmes' breathing suddenly became heavy, with an expression of envy and jealousy on his face. After a full minute, he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why can you always find ways to make big money easily?" How to get the gold coins?"

Zuo Si responded meaningfully: "Because knowledge is wealth. When you master enough knowledge, you can make money as easily and happily as me. By the way, during the time I left, nothing happened in the underground area you were responsible for. Is it a mess?"

"What trouble could possibly happen? Except for those half-dragon babies who made a fuss for a while when they were born, most of the time it was quite peaceful. Oh, by the way, Ashtelance laid three eggs not long ago. , is currently incubating. It will probably be used to strengthen my power in about half a year."

When he said these words, a cold and cruel expression appeared on Wilmes' face.

Not only did she have no sympathy for this captive fellow, but she would often bully, torture and abuse him, forcing him to surrender to her and gain some kind of twisted and morbid pleasure.

Fortunately, this guy is a female dragon. Otherwise, if he were a male, he would most likely be imprisoned and trained every day.

Zuo Si had long been accustomed to the evil level of the red dragon in front of him, especially when the target of violence was another red dragon. He didn't show any emotion at all and just nodded lightly.

"Then take a good look at these three dragon eggs. After half a year, I will come back to help you perform the corresponding magic ceremony."

"No! It's not just these three! I will continue to impregnate Ashtelance! Lay eggs! Pregnant again! Lay eggs again! It will completely become a fertility machine exclusively for me!"

When he said these words, Wilmes' tone was chilling, like a demon crawling out of the bottomless abyss.

Such words of tiger and wolf immediately made Zuo Si's mouth twitch inadvertently: "It's up to you. In addition, remember to keep an eye on all dragon-born creatures and don't let any of them escape. When they grow up, I will It’s of great use.”

"No problem, it's as easy as eating and drinking for me."

Wilmes agreed without hesitation.

As a female red dragon whose physical condition has entered her prime, she is born with powerful bloodline suppression against half-dragon creatures.

Not to mention resisting, the latter didn't even have the courage to raise his head and look at her.

What's more, many of these half-dragon creatures under the Mage Tower are hybrids of animals and domestic animals. Their intelligence is not very high in the first place. At best, they are only a little smarter than wild beasts. Most of the time, their behaviors succumb to primitive instincts. .

"For the sake of your good performance recently, I brought you some gifts from another world. I hope you like them."

As he spoke, Zuo Si took out a bag of shining diamonds from the pocket he carried with him and threw them over.

Wilmes, who regards wealth as his life, immediately caught it with his front paws, opened it and poured it into his palm to observe carefully. After about ten seconds, he asked in an uncertain tone: "What's going on with these gems? They obviously don't look like anything." Question, but there is no certain amount of magic energy fluctuation?"

"In fact, I'm not sure what's going on. But you can keep them in the lair and tell me after there are energy fluctuations. If these diamonds can really be used as casting materials, then we can I’m going to make a fortune.”

After saying this, Zuo Si ignored Wilmes' reaction, turned around and disappeared at the top of the stairs leading to the upper floor.

No need to ask, he knew that these diamonds were brought from the warehouse of a secret jewelry smuggler on his way home.

The main purpose is to test whether the gems on the earth can potentially be used as casting materials.

But now it seems that these gems have no magical properties at all, and they cannot even be used as containers to store spells, so they were reused and thrown to the greedy red dragon.

Wilmes didn't mind it, so he put the diamond back into the bag and threw it into an inconspicuous corner of the treasure pile, planning to wait a year or two before opening it to take a look.

Because the dragon's concept of time is completely different from that of mortals, the almost half a year since Zuo Si disappeared out of thin air was like a blink of an eye to her, and there was nothing special about it.

In contrast, Wilmes has developed a strong interest in another world, and even considered whether he could grab a handful to slightly increase his total treasure.

But these have nothing to do with Zuo Si.

Anyway, it was absolutely impossible for him to let an evil red dragon full of destructive desires enter the world that he had reserved as a refuge in times of emergency.

Not to mention a freewheeling guy like Wilmes, even the relatively rational lichs were not taken into consideration.

Just as Zuo Si arrived at the upper area of ​​the mage tower, Jeffrey, who had been studying spells, potions and other knowledge for a day, immediately came to the door and reported in a slightly excited tone: "Your Excellency, according to the ideas you provided in your notes , we have successfully restored some of the magic spells in that world into complete spell structures. If nothing else, we will soon be able to transform them into Faerun's spellcasting method."

"Oh? What about the spell level?" Zuo Si asked with interest.

Jeffrey hurriedly replied: "Judging from the several spells restored so far, most of them are between zero and four rings, and many of them were invented to make daily life more convenient.

This is not very practical for low-level mages whose spell slots are relatively tight.

In particular, there are dozens of cooking, seasoning, cleaning and other spells that have no conversion value at all.

However, there are also a few spells that are powerful enough to reach seven, eight, nine, or even higher levels.

But these magics are usually quite difficult to restore, and may take months or even years of repeated attempts.

Among them, Li Fire, which uses magical energy as fuel and is extremely malleable, has many similarities with Arcane Fire.

I think it is entirely possible to exploit this characteristic of being difficult to extinguish and further develop it, for example, by giving it sanity and self-awareness to make it some kind of powerful legendary spell.

In addition, spatial movement spells such as Floo Powder and Apparition require special magical environment support, and are theoretically difficult to be compatible with Faerun's Magic Network.

Finally, there is the magic wand, a special equipment that can greatly simplify the preparation time for spell casting and enhance the caster's perception of magic.

According to the research results of Vanessa and others, this technology can be applied to staffs or canes, allowing the holder to cast spells faster than the opponent. "

"It sounds good, but please keep it confidential. Don't reveal it to peripheral members for the time being, and don't put it in the list of redeemable rewards." Zuo Si warned solemnly.

At least before obtaining the consent of the Goddess of Magic, he has no intention of promoting these magical knowledge and technologies from another world.

Jeffrey hurriedly assured: "Please rest assured. Those currently engaged in research are all core members, and their loyalty to the organization is unquestionable. Moreover, several high-level mages have been included in the investigation scope. Waiting for these people to join and After becoming a core member, our strength and manpower for research will be greatly increased."

Hearing that the number of lichs in the Arcane Society would be increased by a few more, a look of satisfaction suddenly appeared on Zuo Si's face: "Well done. What about the potion? Can the potion work normally?"

"A magic potion should store magic power in a solution in a certain way and mix it with those materials to produce effects, so in theory it can be effective in all non-death magic areas.

However, the effect of this kind of potion, which has not gone through standardized procedures and is completely made by pharmacists based on their feelings, can be astonishing.

We tried to prepare it twice using the materials you brought back, but the effect of the same potion was more than twice astonishingly different.

So I think it's best to completely transform the yes-and-no descriptions in these potion books into more precise quantifiers.

In this way, not only can the quality of ordinary potions be greatly improved, but the failure rate of complex advanced potions can also be reduced. "

Jeffrey was quick to give advice based on his own ideas.

In his view, these potions, which do not require the use of spells but only need to be injected with magic power to achieve good results, obviously have great potential for development.

Especially Fuling Potion, drinking a bottle when doing important things can often have unexpected effects.

Zuo Sishen nodded in agreement: "You are right. I am already conducting research on this aspect. If nothing else happens, there will be results in about half a year. In addition, do you have the latest period on hand? Time, information on the evil dragons that are more active near Amn or Waterdeep? If not, there are traces of large-scale migration and gathering of orc tribes."

"Information about the evil dragon? Traces of the orc tribe? Why do you suddenly ask this?" Jeffrey was stunned for a moment.

"Because I want to use them to test a special magic weapon."

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth raised slightly, revealing a chilling smile.

"Hmm... If you are testing magic weapons, the orc tribe that is gathering in large numbers near the Silver Moon Alliance in the North should be a good choice."

Jeffrey pondered for a moment and immediately selected the most suitable one from the many pieces of information.

Because orcs are intelligent creatures that are bloodthirsty, cruel, chaotic, and only know how to destroy and never produce. In the eyes of most city-states and countries, they basically do not belong to the category of "human" like goblins. Therefore, regardless of killing It doesn't matter how much.

Take Amn as an example, although slavery is legally prohibited.

But if you want to tame an orc, gnoll, ogre or goblin as a slave and order it to perform various heavy manual labor, most law enforcement officials will not have any objections.

They do not belong to "people" in the first place, so naturally they are not protected by law and cannot obtain the so-called "citizenship".

Only hybrids like half-orcs would be reluctantly recognized at the social level and receive corresponding legal protection.

This is also the reason why the mage tower breeds goblins and sells them to the Masked Mage Guild without any trouble.

"Are the orcs around the Northland Silver Moon Alliance starting to make moves again?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

If he remembered correctly, when he went to Waterdeep City last year, he heard the news from businessmen that Silvermoon City was besieged by the orc army.

Jeffrey sneered and corrected: "To be precise, they are ready to move every year, but they have never come within 20 kilometers of Silver Moon City.

Apart from their numbers, these fools simply don't have any power to confront the mages head-on.

Therefore, the orc army usually just plunders the surrounding villages, leaving thousands of corpses behind and then retreats to the wild forests, mountains and wastelands.

In the Northland area, this has almost become a tradition.

Strong adventurers and mercenary teams even regard hunting orcs as a carnival.

Every autumn and winter, they would go out to hunt the orc tribes, cut off their noses as proof, and bring them back in exchange for bounties. "

"Since they know they can't defeat Silvermoon City, why do the orcs continue to waste their troops? Do they really have any IQ flaws? Or do they just want to vent the killing and destruction in their hearts? desire?"

Zuo Si obviously couldn't understand the logic behind the orc's behavior.

In his view, war is about being fully prepared and then launching a sudden attack with thunderous momentum, destroying the opponent's effective forces before they can react, or occupying important cities and strongholds, and even if it fails, destroy the opponent's supply line.

But what are these orcs doing?

Do you give away lives to the Silver Moon Alliance troops and adventurers every year to gain experience?

Or do you want to use this method to consume a population that cannot be fed?

Jeffrey noticed Zuo Si's doubts and immediately explained with a smile: "I think you should not waste your efforts to understand the thinking logic of the orcs. Because they are essentially not much different from the abyss demons. They are all a group of people who want to come up with something. They are insane. Whether it is organizing manpower to launch an attack or plundering surrounding farms and small towns, it is most likely that the chiefs have improvised."

"Well, it seems that I really can't get along with people from the chaotic camp." Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh.

Due to the habit he developed while living in the tower of the Floating City, he always wants to figure out other people's thoughts and ideas, and then analyze their personality tendencies, so that he can make some targeted preparations.

However, the chaotic camp's arbitrary style makes its behavior completely unpredictable.

Maybe the so-called "idiot beats the master" refers to this situation.

Because people in the chaotic camp do things without logic at all, and they don't follow the so-called rules. Many times, they are not even motivated by interests, but simply think it is interesting.

"Do you need me to teleport you there?" Jeffrey asked very thoughtfully.

"Of course. I've never been north of Waterdeep."

Zuo Si gave a straightforward affirmative answer.

After all, he just wanted to test the power of the "Holy Physics Ball" in actual combat. If he could teleport it directly, of course he had to teleport it directly, otherwise it would be too slow to fly over on a dragon.

Without saying a word, Jeffrey grabbed Zuo Si's arm and began to chant a complicated spell.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared from the mage tower in Askatra, and then appeared out of thin air in the wilderness thousands of kilometers away.

Since Faerûn has now entered winter, almost everything in the north is covered in white snow.

However, in the open space in the distance, a huge camp can be vaguely seen, as well as countless tents made of leather, and bonfires burning like stars.

Even the orcs who are said to be able to endure the harshest natural environment, in this temperature of ten or twenty degrees below zero, if they don't keep themselves warm, many of them will probably freeze to death after one night.

"How many orcs are there?" Zuo Si asked in an uncertain tone.

Jeffrey glanced at it and quickly replied: "At least fifty thousand to one hundred thousand, maybe more."

Hearing this number, Zuo Si was obviously surprised: "Can the barren land in the North support so many orcs?"

“According to Silvermoon City’s official records, the orcs have assembled a huge army of more than half a million at one time.

Some scholars speculate that there are at least three to four million orc tribes living in the North.

But the problem is that the orcs are a race that will never engage in production, so they simply cannot feed such a large population by hunting and fishing alone.

Therefore, some people think that these orcs are very likely to be similar to the Orc Gate battle that took place in the Mulhorand region. They should all come to Faerûn from another world through the portal.

Of course, the above statement is not supported by actual evidence.

But the terrifying numbers and reproductive capabilities of the orcs are indeed a headache for these city-states dominated by humans, elves and dwarves. "

Jeffrey told him all the information he knew about the orcs in the North.

After all, compared to the cowardice of the goblin gods, the orc gods are quite fierce.

Especially Gruumsh, the main god of the orcs, was the first god-killer in Faerûn, who killed the Sun God of the Mulhorand pantheon in battle.

Zuo Si undoubtedly heard the hint in the other party's words, touched his chin and asked meaningfully: "Do you think if I kill all these orcs, will their gods descend into saints or incarnate?"

"It's hard to say, but I think it's better not to take this risk." Jeffrey advised cautiously.

"Relax, I didn't say I wanted to drive them all away. What's more, even if the orc gods come down and incarnate, what will happen? I don't have gods as a backing."

After that, Zuo Si took out a sealed metal box from his bag and put out all the dozen "Physics Holy Balls" he had made.

Before Jeffrey had time to react, he saw high-speed rotating iron balls with spikes and blades flying straight into the sky above his head, and then getting bigger and bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye. , until they become terrifying iron balls with a diameter of two meters.

When these spheres with astonishing lethality flew to a sufficient height, they quickly hit the location of the orc camp like meteorites under the cover of night.

An orc warrior who was patrolling seemed to notice something and raised his head to look at the black night sky.

Just a second later, he heard what sounded like a roaring wind, and then saw a huge black iron ball appearing in front of him out of thin air.

The high-speed rotating blade encountered no resistance at all and easily tore through the hard leather armor and ripped open the orc's chest. Blood, minced meat and bones immediately flew everywhere.

In less than half a second, the orc's upper body was completely separated from his lower body, and he could basically be declared dead on the spot.

But if you think that’s the end of it, you’re totally wrong.

As the iron ball got closer, the sharp spikes all over the surface began to crush his entire body like a millstone, turning it into a cloud of blood flying in the air.

There are no words to describe this bloody and brutal scene.

What's even more frightening is that as more and more iron balls fall, the entire camp turns into the same purgatory-like scene.

Whether it was the orcs who were on guard duty or the orcs who were sleeping next to the campfire, no one who stood in the way of the iron ball would survive.

In addition, those bonfires that were blown away inevitably ignited all the surrounding tents, forming a spectacular sea of ​​​​fire as far as the eye can see.

In addition, the orc army was originally composed of countless small tribes, with no systematic command at all, and the response speed to emergencies was slower than a snail.

Suddenly, there was a situation of bombing the camp.

After all, anyone who is not a fool will immediately choose to run away after seeing those terrifying iron balls spinning at high speed, instead of rushing forward to test whether his body can withstand such a terrifying attack.

After a while, thousands of orcs died under the indiscriminate pursuit of the iron ball.

Moreover, most of the corpses of the deceased were dismembered beyond recognition, and not even a single intact body piece could be found.

As a powerful high-level mage, Jeffrey had seen many tragic killing scenes, but never was the scene brought about by these inconspicuous iron balls more shocking.

Because this is not magic at all, but the purest physical attack.

The cutting effect produced by self-rotation is somewhat similar to the blade on a chariot. As long as the speed is fast enough, it can easily cut through anything it touches.

It is this effect that creates the chilling bloodshed before your eyes.

In addition, there is another impact with automatic tracking and extremely fast speed, which is very easy to be ignored.

You must know that the impact force of an iron ball with a diameter of two meters due to its own weight and speed cannot be resisted by anything at all.

Even if it hits the ground, it will cause a slight earthquake within a certain range around it.

A strong orc who seemed to have a level of warrior or barbarian was holding up a shield to try to block one of the iron balls.

As a result, he was smashed into the air like a tattered rag doll, then fell down and died with a bang, without even having time to scream.

Let alone flesh and blood, even the walls of the castle may not be able to withstand this attack.

In fact, the iron balls on some breaker construction trucks specially used to demolish houses are only about two meters in diameter. Basically, they can easily smash reinforced concrete walls when they shake.

Not to mention the "Holy Ball of Physics" that can reach an astonishing speed of up to three hundred kilometers per hour.

"Is this the magic weapon you're talking about?"

Jeffrey turned around and stared at Zuo Si as if he were a madman.

He simply couldn't imagine what magical principle or inspiration this thing was based on.

While Zuo Si was frantically absorbing the magic energy and life energy left behind by the orcs after their death, and using the overflow to improve the wizard level, Zuo Si replied with a smile: "That's right. What do you think of them? I plan to find time to do it in the future. Dozens or even hundreds. By then, even without poison and plague, a city or even a country can be easily destroyed."

"What inspired you to make these iron balls from another world?" Jeffrey asked very curiously.

"Yes. To be precise, it comes from one of the most passionate and beloved sports of wizards in another world - Quidditch."

In the next few minutes, Zuo Si probably explained the specific rules to the lich around him, as well as the most interesting part of it-the Bludger.

When Jeffrey heard that there would be two iron balls with a diameter of more than 25 centimeters on the field, chasing the players at a speed of up to 300 kilometers per hour, he immediately felt a numb scalp, and then asked in shock: "Are they crazy?" Yet?"

"No, I think they may be seeking excitement through this brush with death. Also, I suspect there should be some kind of magic on the court that reduces the power of the impact at the moment of contact, so the death rate is not as high as you think. Medium and high. Based on the principle of the Bludger, I added a little bit of my own understanding and created this kind of physics holy ball."

As he spoke, Zuo Si began to control the raging iron balls to shrink one by one and fly back.

When a row of small iron balls stained with blood, minced meat and internal organs were arranged neatly in front of him, he waved his wand and released "Clear Spring Water" to rinse the iron balls, then put them back into the box and threw them into his satchel.

After finishing all this, Zuo Si quickly used the special ability of the land card to open a portal and said to Jeffrey beside him: "The test is over. Let's go, we should go back."

"As you wish."

Without saying a word, the Lich followed the leader of the organization, who was always unexpected, back to the mage tower.

As for the orcs who were in chaos, it took a while before they finally calmed down. Looking at the completely burned camp, they had no idea what was going on.

Because they never saw the enemy from the beginning to the end, they only saw those terrifying iron balls flying in the sky that could easily tear apart their kind.

Tens of thousands of people were killed or injured without even being seen by the enemy, and a third of them ran to unknown directions in the chaos.

This situation made the leading orc chief furious, but he didn't know who to turn to for revenge and vent.

Just when the orcs were at a loss, several human and half-elf rangers who had been hiding in the woods to detect the enemy's movements finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The leading woman with short gray hair seemed to be exhausted. She sat down on the snow and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Bless me, Forest Goddess Melika! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it. There are such terrible things in this world."

"Yes! I bet that those huge iron balls rotating at high speed killed at least 30,000 orc warriors, and the rest were frightened. It seems that there will be no more attacks in a short time. Yes." Another male ranger also echoed with lingering fear.

"Where do you think those iron balls came from?"

The youngest ranger looked cautiously and asked his companions.

The leading woman smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Don't ask me how I know. Those iron balls seemed to appear out of thin air, suddenly fell into the orc camp and started wreaking havoc, and then suddenly disappeared."

"Perhaps it's a spell cast by a certain archmage or legendary mage?" The man squatting on the treetop interjected.

"Maybe, maybe not. But it has nothing to do with us. Anyway, what we have to do is report the whole thing to Ms. Alustriel as soon as possible."

After saying this, the leading female ranger immediately gave a retreat signal to the team members who were ambushing around. Then everyone turned around and headed in the direction of Silver Moon City, disappearing into the darkness after a while.

About a few hours later, when the news was sent to the city lord's desk, Alustriel immediately showed a very strange expression and asked in a half-joking tone: "My dear old friend, are you sure about this information?" Is the description correct? A dozen iron balls with a diameter of more than two meters, with rotating blades and capable of automatically tracking and attacking at extremely fast speeds directly killed tens of thousands of orcs and destroyed their camps?"

"It's absolutely true. I personally asked the correct ranger captain and team members, and their descriptions were exactly the same. At the same time, there was no sign of being affected by illusion magic or mind charm spells."

A man wearing the badge of Senior Harper replied in the affirmative without thinking.

Since cities such as Silvermoon City and Waterdeep are traditional allies of the Harper organization, the Harpers will also provide them with corresponding intelligence when needed.

"What a strange thing. If this is true, then there must be a great mage or even a legendary mage who used his unique magic to help us solve a big trouble." Alustriel stroked the hair hanging down by his ears and said. .

"There is no doubt about this. But the question now is, who did this? As far as I know, no high-level mage has left Silvermoon City, and I have never heard of any mage using similar methods before. Magic." The man rubbed his brows with a headache.

Obviously, in the eyes of the Harper Alliance, this guy who inexplicably massacred tens of thousands of orcs is definitely an out-and-out dangerous element and needs to be investigated as soon as possible and focused on.

Especially the terrifying iron ball magic, if it were used on one of our own people, it would definitely be a nightmare.

"Regarding this, I think you can pay more attention to the reaction of the orcs. Because they definitely want to know who did all this more than you do now." Alustriel reminded him with a very playful wink.

"You're right! With the orc's vengeful character, he will definitely want to find the person who caused all this and kill him." The man nodded thoughtfully. "What should we do if we find this person?"

Alustriel smiled and replied: "It's very simple. Invite him to Silvermoon City as a guest. I'm very curious about what kind of mage would think of inventing this kind of magic to control giant iron balls."

"ok, I get it."

The man obviously realized that Ms. Hope from Silvermoon City had relapsed into her old habit of being particularly "sexually interested" in special talents.

However, considering that since becoming the ruler of this city, Alustriel has been fulfilling his obligations conscientiously and making Silvermoon City better and better day by day, so no one will care too much about such private life matters. .

After all, as a chosen one of the goddess of magic and one of the seven sisters in the North, she has a nearly eternal life and has a completely different concept from ordinary people in terms of viewing emotions and desires.

After seeing off the leader of the Harper Alliance, Alustriel, who had not slept a wink all night, yawned, turned around and returned to his room, took off all his clothes and lay naked on the bed in a very lazy posture. Start trying to pray to the goddess of magic and ask who did this.

After about a few minutes, she got a name, a name that she had paid special attention to not long ago - Soth.

"He is the chosen one of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease..." Alustriel was slightly surprised.

But when she wanted to know more about the inside story from the goddess of magic, she found that she could never get any response.

Because at this moment, the third-generation magic goddess Midnight was sitting in the palace of her own country, looking through the magic knowledge and technology that Zuo Si had just brought back from another world, with expressions of relief and joy on her face.

After several minutes, she smiled and murmured to herself: "The judgment of Ogma, the God of Knowledge, is indeed correct.

Nothing rewards you more than investing in a growing planeswalker.

If these interesting spells are converted into spells, then many ordinary people with sufficient intelligence can also learn magic to make daily life more convenient, thereby increasing and expanding the influence of magic.

It seems that I need to find time to have a good talk with Soth. "

Almost at the same time, the Temple of Knowledge was located in the outer plane.

Ogma was also strolling through the huge library that had just been established in his country, picking up a book from the books and reading it with gusto.

You don't need to ask to know that these books were copied directly from the British Library by Zuo Si and stored in his mind.

When he returned to Faerûn, he immediately transmitted it to the God of Knowledge through the connection on the magic ring.

After the latter obtained such a vast amount of knowledge, he immediately restored it into books through divine power and built this independent library.

At the moment, Ogma is full of excitement and anticipation, carefully reading and understanding the knowledge and ideas contained in each book.

In particular, countless books on philosophy, ideology, social development, natural science, etc. gave him unprecedented pleasure and satisfaction.

Through these books, the God of Knowledge seemed to see a world completely different from Faerûn, a world created by mortals and prospering to an unimaginable level.

Especially some intuitive visual materials such as photos and video tapes, unconsciously made Ogema deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate himself.

Finally, the god could no longer hold back his curiosity and immediately created an incarnation out of thin air and descended into the material world.

However, for the sake of confidentiality, he did not inform his followers and the temple. Instead, he disguised himself as an old scholar and entered Askatra alone, intending to visit Zuo Si in the Mage Tower and have some necessary discussions with him.

But what Ogma didn't expect was that when he came to the door of the mage tower, he happened to encounter the incarnation of the goddess of magic.

The two powerful gods obviously noticed each other and immediately looked at each other and smiled.

"What a coincidence." Midnight took the initiative to say hello.

Ogma responded with emotion: "Yes, what a coincidence. If I guessed correctly, you must have come to Soth to talk about the application of magical knowledge and skills in another world, right?"

"So, you are also here to discuss knowledge about another world?" Midnight asked with a smile.

"That's right. I have a lot of questions, and I need Soth to answer them, or I need to find answers in another world. Since we all have similar purposes, why not let's do it together." Ogma took the initiative to send a message to the goddess of magic. Peer invitations.

"It's my pleasure."

Midnight readily agreed, walked up side by side with the god of knowledge dressed as an old man, and knocked on the closed door of the mage tower.