Chapter 776: It’s Your Own Fault (Please Subscribe to This 10,000-Word Chapter)

The most tragic thing in the world is that you have worked hard all your life and spent a lot of time, energy and wealth to achieve a goal, only to be easily destroyed by another person.

If in the process you also witness the betrayal of one of your sons and the tragic death of the other sons, then the misery may escalate into tragedy.

Obviously, Telamante is the undisputed protagonist of this tragedy.

In the face of Owo's overwhelming magical power, he couldn't even commit suicide. He could only be like a fish placed on the chopping board and let the other party decide how to cook him.

What was even more desperate was that he could clearly see that the City of Shadows was being captured by constructs, undead creatures and summoned creatures led by a large number of mage legions.

The once proud mages of Yinhun City now lowered their heads and chose to surrender in order to survive instead of resisting until the last moment for glory.

Rather, everything that Telamante had worked hard to create throughout his life was now gone like a sand fortress washed away by the waves on the beach.

His dreams, his ambitions, his desire to become the leader of Netheril, all came to nothing with the failure of the Shadow War.

Similarly, the great arcanist also clearly realized that his efforts for thousands of years were worthless in front of those truly strong men and geniuses.

Whether it was the Black Prince Graia who was just born, or the "Immortal" Ovo who had already become famous when he was still an apprentice, they all looked down on him condescendingly.

Presumably those great arcanists from the Netheril era who are still alive, such as Iolum and Larok, should have almost the same attitude.

And Shar, the goddess of the night, whom he had carefully guarded his whole life, completely regarded the City of Shadows as a piece of trash and abandonment that could be thrown away at will.

What a life of failure!

What a ridiculous life!

The more Telamante thought about it, the more he felt like a clown. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ovo was right. He had not inherited the spirit of Netheril at all, and was not worthy of carrying this banner that carried countless brilliance and glory.

Even Brenas, who chose to betray and kill several brothers at the critical moment, no longer had the strong hatred in his heart.

Because he felt that at least this son was very smart and rational, and could see his own stupidity and weakness in advance, and could survive to embrace the new era after the destruction of Ghost City, instead of dying meaninglessly like others.

With the fall of the Tower of the Supreme City Lord that stored Mythra's core, the last resistance on the floating city finally disappeared completely.

Tens of thousands of prisoners were escorted out of their homes and driven into open squares like livestock, anxiously awaiting the fateful trial.

Most of them are ordinary people who have not obtained the shadow physique, and they are also the foundation that supports the city of ghosts.

After all, if everyone acquires the ghost physique, how can this floating city that has been in the shadow plane for thousands of years thrive and maintain its vitality.

Therefore, in fact, those who are truly qualified to enjoy the life extension of the ghost physique usually only have high-level professional ranks that have reached a certain level.

But even so, after living in an environment full of negative energy for such a long time, these people's physiques and genes have also undergone varying degrees of variation.

Although they are still technically alive, their skin is as pale and bloodless as vampires.

For normal people, the negative energy concentration is fatal enough. They only feel a little uncomfortable, and some have acquired some characteristics that are unique to the undead.

No wonder Yinhun City would choose to return to the material world at this time.

If you continue to stay in the shadow plane, the residents of the entire city will become the living dead between the living and the undead.

Don't think this is a joke.

You must know that in Faerûn, a world filled with powerful magical power, anything can happen.

Although such "living dead" are extremely rare and rare, they are not completely non-existent.

After all, there are many situations in which such a creature could be successfully created.

For example, a mother who was six or seven months pregnant suddenly died in an accident, but the fetus in her belly did not completely die. As a result, she was buried directly in a grave, and was later resurrected as an undead creature and gave birth to the fetus.

Then there is a high probability that the child born will become one of the "living dead", also known as the semi-undead.

They are somewhere between life and death, possessing many characteristics and immunities of undead creatures but not completely dead.

Fortunately, the residents of Yinhun City are far from reaching this level.

Moreover, they also captured many young and beautiful female slaves from the Bedai barbarians for "breeding", intending to use their bodies to inject vitality into the increasingly low fertility rate in Ghost City.

Of course, the City of Shadows only wants children with Netherese blood, and treats their mothers like fertility machines and livestock.

You must know that even in the era of Netheril, those who could live in the floating city were definitely not in the same category as "ordinary". Some of them were considered to be out-and-out elites.

They are either low-level mages and apprentices, or wealthy businessmen and officers with military exploits, or even worse, highly skilled craftsmen and divine priests.

Therefore, in the eyes of the residents of Yinhun City, the Bedai barbarians cannot even be classified as "human". They are completely a group of low-level and uncivilized apes.

The status may not be as high as that of black people who were frequently used as slaves in the Age of Discovery and modern times.

In the plan of Haunted City, these mothers will all be disposed of after completing their reproductive tasks, as if they did not exist at all.

Only in this way can those mixed-race children completely cut themselves off from their half-savage and dirty blood and become glorious residents of Ghost City.

As a master of necromancy magic, Owo just glanced at these pregnant Bedai barbarian women and immediately knew what they were up to. He mocked with contempt: "You are really depraved. It’s beyond my imagination that such despicable and dirty methods have been used.”

"Are you going to kill all these civilians?"

Telamant raised his head and asked expressionlessly.

Ovo chuckled and shook his head: "No. As I said just now, the person with the power to decide the fate of the City of Shadows is not me, but the Dark Prince Graia. After all, it was he who won the Shadow War. Of course they have the right to dispose of the spoils of war.”

"Trophy?" Telamant suddenly showed a self-deprecating expression when he heard this word. "Yes, you are right. Now the Shadow City and I have become trophies at anyone's disposal. This is really ironic."

“Those who kill must be prepared to be killed one day;

Those who rob others must be prepared to be robbed by others one day;

Those who enslave others must also be prepared to be enslaved by others one day.

Isn't this a normal thing?

Since you don't treat the Bedai barbarians as human beings, others can naturally not treat you and the residents of Shadow City that you rule as human beings.

South once said a very philosophical statement.

How you treat others when you are strong will be how others treat you when you are weak.

So don't complain, because there are many things in this world that are caused by yourself.

Looking at how he ruled the west coast empire and how he treated the neighboring countries, you will understand that playing with power and politics is a very advanced technology, and can even be called an art.

Because Soth is obviously a dictatorial tyrant, but everyone is spontaneously supporting his rule.

Some scholars even claim that this is the best era in Faerûn since the birth of civilization.

The common people at the bottom are praising his kindness and wisdom, and the bureaucrats are also praising him for breaking the hereditary tradition of the nobles and giving themselves the opportunity to be promoted to the highest power of the empire.

Even those large merchant families that had been suppressed and split up believed that the trade alliance created an environment where trade was unprecedentedly prosperous.

This makes doing business easier and safer for everyone.

Moreover, the purchasing power of ordinary people has also increased after becoming rich.

Look at the monsters, druids, and thieves guilds that were mercilessly slaughtered, and then look at the purge of the original aristocratic class in many areas.

Did he kill few people?

Isn't he ruthless enough?

No, he is much more ruthless in dealing with his enemies than you are.

But why do you and Shadow City have such a bad reputation, but he and the West Coast Empire have become a model praised by countless people? "

When he said these words, Owo's tone was obviously a bit joking, and both his eyes and tone revealed a condescending sense of superiority.

"Why?"

Telamante frowned subconsciously.

Because this is something he has never been able to figure out.

After all, it is an ironclad fact that the lords of the towns in the North would rather fall to the West Coast Empire than accept the wooing of the City of Shadows.

Owo deliberately explained in a casual tone: "Because Soth has always been very clear-headed about who his enemy is.

Every time he launched killings and purges, his goals were very clear, and he would never affect or implicate other people, especially civilians.

Quite the opposite!

After plundering the wealth of the ruling class, he will also give part of it to civilians and businessmen to win people's hearts.

When most people have become the beneficiaries of killing and plundering, they will naturally side with Soth politically, and then become the enemies of those nobles, doing everything they can to prevent the latter from reviving and taking away the wealth they have obtained.

To put it bluntly, it means clearing out the ruling class that originally occupied the most wealth and resources, and allowing the remaining people to benefit from it through the redistribution of social wealth.

The essence of power is the right to distribute various resources and interests.

You can't always think about taking in all the benefits yourself without leaving any residue for others.

Think carefully about what you and your sons did after returning to the material world in Shade City?

First, you robbed the heritage of the Netheril era by any means, causing huge chaos and many killings, making many people think that you are a group of out-and-out bandits.

Immediately afterwards, he massacred the entire Bedai barbarians and turned them all into slaves under his control, successfully triggering panic throughout the surrounding areas of the Eno Oak Desert.

In the end, there were wars on all sides. At the same time, they had tense relations with Zhentil Castle, the Kingdom of Cormyr, and Elminster of the Valley of Shadows, who controlled the Moon Sea. They even attempted to infiltrate the North to seize control from the West Coast Empire.

It can be said that you have made almost all the mistakes you can make.

Do you know how South evaluates your performance in politics and strategy?

The answer is stupidity! "

There is no doubt that the last few words were like a sharp arrow that directly penetrated Telamant's remaining self-esteem and psychological defense.

Not only was his face livid, but his hands were trembling slightly uncontrollably. He wanted to open his mouth to refute several times, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips.

Because he knew that his political talents were indeed not high, otherwise there would not have been tensions between deputy Haji Horner and several ghost princes, to the point where they wanted to kill each other.

As the saying goes, it's the truth that hurts the most, not lies.

Just when Ovo wanted to continue mentally and psychologically tormenting Telamant, Grea, who had finished dealing with the remaining enemies on the ground, finally flew up directly and landed firmly next to the two great arcanists.

"This is……"

Ovo obviously noticed the beautiful woman hanging on the Prince of Darkness, and the cold light in his eyes immediately surged, and he obviously recognized this person as the incarnation of Shar, the goddess of night.

Especially the latter's clinging posture and the satisfied smile on his face gave him an extremely absurd and weird feeling.

Because everyone in the entire Faerûn continent knows how evil, profound, cold and petty this goddess, one of the twins of creation, is.

Even believers and pastors must be extremely careful when dealing with them, or risk falling tragic victims.

But now her appearance is completely opposite to the traditional image.

The same person whose outlook on life almost exploded was Telamante.

You must know that this Supreme City Lord is the ruler of the City of Shadows. He has dealt with Shar for much longer than anyone else. He also knows the terror of the Night Goddess.

With just a thought, Shar can create endless darkness that plunges mortals into it, a look can make people lose their memories, and a lost song can make mortals gradually lose themselves in despair.

If it weren't for the darkness and void power emanating from the incarnation, he would even think that he was hallucinating.

"Don't worry about her."

There was a trace of helplessness in Grea's eyes, and then he turned his gaze to the surrendered Haunted City, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Is it over with you?"

"Well, yes, it's all over. Now it's up to you to decide the fate of Telamante and Haunted City."

Owo made a direct gesture of invitation, while never taking his eyes away from the goddess of the night.

After all, he is really curious about the relationship between these two people now.

As a dark prince who was ruthless and didn't talk much, Grea directly raised the sword burning with black flames and planned to send this enemy to his death, and then transform him into a shadow creature under his control.

But at this critical moment, Brenas, the last surviving ghost prince, suddenly appeared out of thin air through teleportation magic. He immediately knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Your Highness! Wait! Compared to killing my father directly, I have a better offer."

"Oh? What do you want to say?"

The sword in Grea's hand stopped steadily less than one centimeter away from Telamante. The black flames on the sword had even begun to burn the skin, leaving a large area of ​​ink black like a shadow creature.

As long as we advance a little further, the latter will definitely be hopeless.

You don't need to ask to know that the reason why he chose to stop was entirely because of the key role played by the other party in this incident.

Brenas was obviously relieved and quickly took out the words he had prepared before: "Your Highness, I think it would be too wasteful to directly kill my father and transform him into a ghost.

You can use the planeswalker's abilities to turn it into your own minion, and then let it continue to rule the city of Shade and the Desert of Haenorok.

In this way, you can not only indirectly control the area without alerting the surrounding neighbors, but you can also use the City of Shadows to do some dirty work that is not easy to do personally.

The most important thing is that the existence of Ghost City can continue to maintain a strong deterrent to Zhentil Castle in the Sea of ​​the Moon, ensuring that Fu Zolcheberry does not dare to allocate power to continue to expand his sphere of influence.

Imagine how much trouble it will cause to the Kingdom of Cormyr that you rule in the future if he expands eastward and annexes many lands to establish an empire of his own. "

"Brennas, you..."

Telamant's eyes widened in surprise, completely unable to believe that the son who had killed all his brothers would actually try to save his own life.

"Shut up! You have no right to speak!"

Brenas gave his father a cold and heartless look.

Grea looked at the interesting father and son with great interest, and after half a minute, he nodded slightly: "Okay, since what you said makes sense, I decided to listen to your advice.

But you'd better warn your father not to make any resistance next.

Otherwise you should know what the consequences are.

I'm not a very patient person and I don't give the same people a second chance. "

"clear!"

Brenas nodded solemnly, then stood up and walked straight in front of Telamante, raised his arm and punched his father on the head.

boom!

Accompanied by the sound of fists colliding with skulls and blood splattering everywhere, the latter fell to the ground and fainted.

Because the force exerted was too great, it could be clearly seen that the left half of the great arcanist's face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bones at the corners of his eyes were even obviously broken.

Thanks to the high level of Telamant's mage, his vitality is much stronger than that of ordinary people, otherwise ordinary people would have been killed by now.

After all this was done, Brenas bowed gracefully and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you can take action now. I guarantee that my father will not resist."

"Pfft hahaha! You're funny, young man."

Owo was obviously amused by this behavior.

He couldn't even tell for a moment whether Brenas really betrayed the City of Shadows or was trying to save the country.

But Grea knew that the reason why the guy in front of him behaved so strangely was because his memory and personality were basically completely preserved, but because summoned creatures could not disobey the planeswalker's orders, they could only use this method. To save Telamant's life.

After a brief silence, the Prince of Darkness quickly raised his hand to activate his Planeswalker Spark, directly making Telamant into a follower card, and then made the prisoner and the City of Shades into another card. .

It was obviously the first time for Owo to see this magical ability. He immediately came over and stared at the two cards and asked curiously: "Is this the power possessed by the legendary planeswalker? What is its principle? And you?" How?"

"You should ask my father instead of me. Because I have no research on this at all, I am just a simple user."

Graia was obviously not used to the familiar character of the "immortal" and subconsciously took two steps back.

"If only I could ask him."

As soon as Owo mentioned this matter, he immediately showed a very annoyed expression.

Because he knew that this was definitely what Zuo Si valued most, he did not touch this taboo no matter how much he longed to know the secrets in his heart.

It was a temporary plan to try to obtain some information while the Prince of Darkness was still unaware of the importance of this matter.

It's a pity that he obviously underestimated the wisdom that Grea possessed.

Apart from clearly stating his lack of experience and life experience, how could Grea easily reveal information about the planeswalker's abilities when he has an intelligence level that matches his powerful strength.

While the two were talking, the battle between the Zhentarim and the Harpers Alliance on the other side also came to an end.

It's not that they have decided the winner, but that there is no reason to continue fighting.

Because the Ghost City that originally stood high in the sky disappeared.

This also means that the Shadow War ended with the complete defeat of Ghost City, and there is no point in continuing the fight.

"It seems I won this time!"

Fu Zolcheberry raised his chin slightly, showing a proud look.

Because the disappearance of Yinhun City meant that the major worries that had previously weighed on him had completely disappeared, and he could finally begin to allocate his strength to conquer more lands and build his own empire.

"Don't be complacent, tyrant, we won't let you succeed."

Storm Silverhand shook off the blood stained on the sharp sword in his hand, and casually pushed aside the unfortunate Zhentarim who had just had his neck wiped and was twitching violently.

The other Zhentarim people around him couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines when they saw this scene.

In the short battle just now, this chosen one of the goddess of magic easily killed more than eight people with extremely superb swordsmanship, all of them were warriors and mages of high level.

You must know that although Storm Silverhand is a bard by profession, she, like Drizzt Do'Urden, possesses combat power that far exceeds her own profession and level.

To be precise, she is a true master of swordsmanship, and even high-level warriors would find it difficult to get any advantage from her.

More than one-third of the Harper Alliance has received swordsmanship training from Storm Silverhand.

But Fu Zolcheberry responded nonchalantly: "Then you guys come and try to stop me. I'm very curious, how will you deal with the change in the attitude of the Kingdom of Cormyr after the disappearance of Ghost City, and whether We can draw enough people.”

"You don't need to worry about that."

Elminster obviously knew how bad the current situation was, and he completely lost interest in arguing with the other party. He directly gave the others a wink, and then turned around and left collectively.

Watching these sworn enemies disappear into the mountains and dense forests, Fu Zolcheberry raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said to Xi Manmeng beside him: "You are right, Elminster is really old. In the past, He will definitely release the power of silver fire in his rage and rush to tear my mouth open."

"Yes, because his era has passed. Now is the era of Soth. Even his newly born son is many times more powerful than us."

There was undisguised jealousy in Xi Manmeng's tone.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, he was lucky enough. Not only was he selected as an apprentice by Manson when he was young, but he later became the head of the Zhentarim dark intelligence network.

But compared with this kind of people who were born with golden keys in their mouths, there is still a huge gap.

Especially when the other person can have strength, power and status that he can never reach in his life without doing anything, that feeling is as painful as being bitten by ten thousand ants in the heart.

However, as a rational person, Ximanmeng would not show such strong jealousy.

Because this makes no sense, and may lead to death.

"Prince of Darkness Graya..."

Fu Zuolcheberry stared at the only remaining floating city in the sky, repeating the name in a low voice, with strong fear in his eyes.

After all, this new god-like power has already demonstrated formidable power and unabashed evil tendencies.

What would happen if one day he had a conflict of interest with Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim?

How can I force back or even defeat this terrible enemy?

The tyrant of the Moon Sea understood that Greia was fundamentally different from Zuo Si.

He will never play any power games with himself, but will ruthlessly kick away all obstacles that dare to stand in his way.

Just as Fu Zolcheberry was deep in thought, the ghost city that had disappeared suddenly appeared out of thin air, and broke away from another floating city and flew towards the Eno Oak Desert.

This scene instantly stunned the Zhentarim leaders present.

Especially Fu Zolcheberry himself, a series of question marks suddenly appeared on his head, and he was completely confused about the situation as if he had seen a ghost.

who I am?

Where am I?

What did I just see?

Only Ximanmeng seemed to realize something, and the jealousy in his eyes became even more intense.

Because he knew that this incredible ability only meant one thing, that is, in addition to being a powerful god-like power, the Dark Prince was also a planeswalker.

…

With the end of the Shadow War, the Kingdom of Cormyr has completely stabilized its northern border, and the new crown prince Greia has demonstrated his unrivaled power to everyone.

However, only those smart people who really understand politics understand that this actually has nothing to do with the Kingdom of Cormyr itself. Instead, the West Coast Empire has established a series of satellite countries around itself, greatly expanding its influence outwards.

Although the territory of the empire itself has not expanded, the area it can actually control has become larger.

Moreover, before the Faerûn continent, various countries and forces fought for land or to completely conquer and enslave each other. Such advanced gameplay that bundles economy, politics and military is really an eye-opener for many people.

Especially after the war, Telamant took the City of Shadows back to the Enook Desert and continued to suppress Zhentil Castle in the Moon Sea with high intensity, making it impossible for Fu Zolcheberry to realize his plan. With ambition.

Thrall and his orc tribe took the opportunity to expand wildly on the Rongma Grassland, absorbing the scattered small orc tribes to increase their population.

Of course, in the process, he will kill all priests and priests, leaving only ordinary orcs who are stupid, ignorant, bloodthirsty, impulsive and very easy to be brainwashed.

As long as there is no guidance from priests, most orcs cannot even understand what faith is. With a little incitement and guidance, they can be pulled onto another path.

The gods were not interested in these worldly struggles for power, wealth, and land.

What really interested them was the power displayed by the Dark Prince Graya, and the ambiguous attitude of the Night Goddess Shar towards this young godlike power.

As the oldest dark goddess, Shar has always made all other gods fearful and troublesome.

The reason is very simple. Everyone knows what kind of goal she wants to achieve, and the terrible consequences once this goal is achieved.

Except for Shar, no god would like the scene of nothingness at the beginning of creation.

Therefore, when it comes to preventing her from destroying the world, no matter good or evil, order or chaos, all the gods have a tacit understanding, that is, they must not let her succeed.

But the problem is that Shar's power is too powerful. Many gods are afraid of her power and dare not offend her easily, for fear of being retaliated against later.

If there could be someone who could satisfy Shar's desire for darkness, silence and nothingness, and also make her give up her original thoughts of destroying the world, then this person would be the hero and savior of the entire world.

In the eyes of the gods, Greia now has the potential to become this savior.

Right now, Ilmat, the God of Suffering, was sensing through his divine power, observing every move of this young man with great interest. After about two or three minutes, he asked without looking back: "Old friend, do you think he might be like Suo? Will he change Shar, the goddess of the night, just like Talona?"

"I don't know, old friend.

Because the Prince of Darkness is not like his father.

Especially in the attitude towards mortals, there is a big difference between the two.

Soth at least understands how much suffering the common people at the bottom of society have endured, so he has done a good job in improving people's livelihood, even much better than we expected.

But because Grea was born with divine power, she could not feel or understand the pain of being tortured by hunger, exhaustion, cold and disease.

So I am more inclined to think that he cannot change Shar, but may be assimilated by Shar. "

Tyr, the God of Justice, touched the thick beard on his chin and expressed his opinion.

"Do you think Soth would allow this to happen?" Ilmat questioned in an uncertain tone.

"It's hard to say. Because I'm not sure about Soth's attitude towards his children. You have to understand that he is a big devil."

Tyr obviously knew what the God of Suffering was expecting and couldn't help but remind him.

After all, Zuo Si brought about too many changes that were considered good after arriving in Faerûn. Among them, the establishment of the West Coast Empire gave countless people who were originally precarious a stable source of food and income, and some received education. Chance.

Don't underestimate this.

In Faerûn, a place where the lower limit is unimaginably low, this is already an incredible and huge improvement.

This is also the reason why many good-aligned gods turned a blind eye to the various political purges in the West Coast Empire.

Because it really brings civilization and makes the entire society take a big step forward.

And this time magic is no longer monopolized by a handful of people, but begins to allow more ordinary people to enjoy the convenience brought by this power.

Ilmat smiled and shook his head: "This doesn't prove anything.

You should know that Soth is not the kind of person who can be easily divided into camps.

He has his own code of conduct and philosophy of life.

In addition, his strong tendency towards law makes him never ignore his children.

So I think Grea should be able to change Shar to a certain extent.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if he can't change, at least he can satisfy Shar's desire and alleviate the goddess of night's urge to destroy the world. "

"I don't deny this. The only question is how long this situation can last. You have to understand that Shar is preparing to open a passage to the shadow plane and let the nightmare snake Dendel in to devour the sun."

When saying these words, the expression of Tyr, the God of Justice, suddenly became very serious.

Because the person who revealed this news to him was none other than Musk, the God of Thieves.

Although Tire didn't quite know where the other party got the news, why he chose to reveal it to him, and whether there was any conspiracy hidden behind it, he didn't dare to take it lightly.

After all, something similar had happened once before.

If it happens again, the whole world will be devastated.

In just a few days, the warm and beautiful planet Toril will drop to more than ten degrees or even dozens of degrees below zero, and all plants, crops, animals, and livestock will die in pieces.

Even if a god enters the plane of fire and finds pure fire to ignite a celestial body and create a new sun, people will starve to death in patches due to lack of food.

"How credible is this news?"

Thom, the god of courage, couldn't help but interject.

In his opinion, Musk, the god of thieves who is full of lies and deceit, is not worthy of trust at all.

Maybe this guy just wants to provoke a conflict between himself and Shar, so that he can reap the benefits.

Tyr, the God of Justice, replied without thinking: "Very high. Because I have already verified with Uta'o, the God of Dinosaurs, that Dendel, who has been lingering near the Flame Peak, has really disappeared."

"Disappeared? When did it happen!"

Ilmat suddenly became nervous.

Because it only means one thing, that is, Dendel has found a new entrance to the continent of Faerûn.

Tyr responded in a deep voice: "Since Soth exposed Shar's conspiracy last time. In other words, she didn't just do it temporarily, but she should have been planning it for a long time."

"Damn it! We have to talk to Soth and let him find a way to solve this huge hidden danger."

Ilmat turned around sharply, revealing a pair of eyes that were bleeding and crying.

As the god of suffering, he is one of the very few gods who truly cares about and protects the weak, and is willing to bear the pain for the entire world.

So when he learned that the sun might disappear and countless civilians would die of hunger and cold, he immediately couldn't wait to take action to prevent the tragedy from happening.

Ilmat knew that as long as he spoke, Zuo Si would definitely help because of his past kindness.

"Calm down, old friend, the development of the situation is not so bad that it is out of control for the time being.

And do you think Soth doesn’t know about this?

No, I think he should have known that already.

Even Selun, the goddess of the moon, recently sent an avatar to the elemental plane of fire.

Whatever choice Shar ultimately makes, the gods are not unprepared.

What I am really worried about is not that Dendel will swallow the sun, but that it has other unknown purposes, such as directly swallowing the planet Toril and the billions of creatures on it. "

When saying these words, Tier made a very obvious gesture of holding his forehead.

He felt really tired because he was fighting with so many evil gods all day long.

In addition, the gods of the good camp are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Needless to say, the situation of the "Great Evil God" Lord of the Dawn, Lathander, who has been on the run every now and then. The church has basically fallen under the control of the Rising Sun heresy and is about to remove the ancient sun god Amaunata from the star realm. Pulled back.

As for the goddess of love, the earth mother goddess, and many good gods who tend to be chaotic and do whatever they want, they basically have nothing in common with the serious and unsmiling Tyr.

And the guardian god Heim, who has a common language, has a very poor relationship with him.

Therefore, the only real helpers of the God of Justice are these two around him.

"It is precisely because we are unable to determine Shar's intentions that we need Soth's help even more. Let me talk to him. After all, he is better at dealing with conspiracies than us."

Ilmat was obviously unwilling to take any risks and still insisted on his original idea.

Tyr thought for a moment, and finally sighed with a wry smile: "Oh - okay, whatever you want. But you have to remember that I promised to keep the secret to Musk, the god of thieves, so you can't reveal the information. origin of."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

After saying that, Ilmat sent an avatar to the continent of Faerûn.

He knew that Tyr valued commitment and credibility above all else.

Because of this, even those who are opposite in terms of priesthood and camp will pay high respect to the God of Justice, and even enemies will believe what he says.