Casting spells

"What?! How is this possible!" Mansong couldn't help exclaiming.

"Why is it impossible? Haven't you heard of the prophecy of the wise man Alando?" Zhang Cheng continued to guide the topic with a smile.

But from the flickering madness in his eyes, it can be seen that his mood is not calm at the moment.

"Prophecy? What prophecy?!" Sazastan frowned subconsciously.

Obviously, he felt that the complexity of the situation was a bit beyond his expectations.

Zhang Cheng didn't pay too much attention to the doubtful reactions of the two archmages, and chanted in a low voice: "During the days when the saints walk on the earth, the King of Slaughter will create many offspring. These offspring may be good or evil, but they The blood of Chaos remains in his body. When the beast's offspring come of age, they will bring terror to the Sword Coast. One of the offspring will defeat the others and inherit the power of the father. This heir will It will change hundreds of years of history on the Sword Coast..."

Speaking of this, he deliberately paused, licked his lips and explained: "As the name suggests! The saint refers to the coming of the gods! The king of slaughter is Baal among the three gods of death! This fable not only clearly points out The upcoming big event also describes the fall of a god. Think about it, if we can kill one or two of them with the opportunity of the god's power being greatly weakened, and use their corpses for experiments, can we crack the gods? the mysteries of it, or even replace it?"

moment!

Mansong's breathing began to become rapid!

As for Sazastan, although the Lich does not need to breathe, the two cold lights in his eye sockets are constantly flickering, as if indicating the strong fluctuation in his heart at this moment...

4 Chapter Ninety

"I'll join!"

After a long silence, Mansong was the first to give an affirmative answer.

He was originally an ambitious person. Although on the surface he had very in-depth cooperation with the church of Bane, the god of tyranny, and even Zobor, the number two figure in the Zhentarim, was a voter of Bane, but in his heart he still kept the fact that no one wanted him. trusting attitude.

In fact, this is also a common problem of many high-level mages in Faerun Continent.

They are arbitrary and domineering, and they don't believe in anyone except themselves, and their attitude towards gods is completely different from that of ordinary people. Let alone devout beliefs, one or the other is almost eager to replace the gods.

Even a guy like Elminster who wholeheartedly serves the goddess of magic has his own thoughts and plans in his heart, instead of blindly following Mystra.

"I will join too!"

After hesitating for a moment, Sarzastan quickly made his choice.After all, when it comes to becoming a god, his ambition is no worse than that of Mansong.

Looking at the strong desire in the eyes of these two powerful spellcasters, Zhang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said in a slightly playful tone: "In this case, then we can discuss how to kill the gods together. Of course , in order to avoid unnecessary losses, I think we should avoid those gods who are powerful and have a large number of believers in the material world, and specifically choose gods who are relatively weak and lack allies, such as Hall, the God of Vengeance, and Gargos, the God of Cruelty. , Lierla, the goddess of joy, Myril, the god of singing, Marat, the god of hunting, etc.”

"I think that traitor's name should also be added to this list!" Sazastan suggested meaningfully.

There is no doubt that the traitor he was talking about was naturally the help of Talos, the God of Storms, who successfully defected to Vishharun, the Lich God of the Red Robe Wizards Association.

Since the specific name and title of the god is mentioned in Faerun, the god can hear the next few words or even a few sentences according to the power of the god. When talking about important things, most people will avoid calling the god directly name taboo.

Although gods don't sit around and listen to mortals talking about themselves, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

It must be known that Vishharun and Sazastan almost formed a death feud in order to compete for the position of chief necromancer, so it is not surprising to propose such a suggestion.

Whenever there is an opportunity, Sazastan will not easily let go of the former enemy.

"No problem!" Zhang Cheng nodded without thinking.

Anyway, not long after the start of the turbulent year, the second-generation goddess of magic will be killed by the guardian god Haim, which will directly cause the magic net to lose control, and the power of every spellcaster will be greatly weakened. The impossible became possible.

For him, it doesn't matter which god to kill, the important thing is to be able to uncover the mysteries of the god's extraordinary.

"Hehe, it's great, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

……

With the verbal agreement reached, the three quickly mobilized their resources, opened a secret base in the middle of the complex terrain on the Cliff Hill, and began to study the legendary spell that could kill gods.

Time flies, and more than two months have passed in a flash. Although it is still far from success, there are already some interesting expressions of divine power.

Even during an experiment, Zhang Cheng personally created a trace of energy that was very similar to divine power by distorting the magic net.

But at this critical moment, a piece of news forced him to temporarily put down his current research and return to Luskan alone.

The reason is simple. Artemis Entreri finally fulfilled Basher Pook's commission, and traveled all the way back to the City of a Thousand Sails by boat from Karin Port to fulfill his promise.

Feeling the calmness and coldness emanating from the killer, Zhang Cheng couldn't help asking: "Did you kill Drizzt?"

"No! I defeated him! But I didn't kill him! You are right! Leaving this shadow is good for me and him. Maybe next time we meet, I will cut his throat with my own hands." With that, Entreri stroked the gem-encrusted dagger lightly.

After several months of training and adaptation, he has perfectly integrated the magical energy filled in the reflex nerves with himself. The whole person looks like a sharp knife inserted in the sheath. The power to fight back.

"Good job, you finally satisfied your deepest desire. Because of the next mission, you may have to devote 120% of your energy." Hearing that the dark elf ranger is not dead, Zhang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

In any case, Drizzt Do'Urden was involved with countless forces, even the battle between gods, and he didn't want any extra trouble at this time.

"Oh? What do you need me to do?" Entreri didn't like going around in circles, so he asked straightforwardly.

"It's very simple! I need you to go to Baldur's Gate and Amn to contact the Thieves Guilds in these two places to ensure that their intelligence network can be used by me next year."

"Intelligence network? Are you looking for someone or something?"

"Yes, but not now. Remember, no matter how exaggerated their demands are, agree to them first. If anyone interferes with it, you can use a dagger to talk to him in person, and if necessary, you can kill a few people to establish your prestige."

Undoubtedly, the reason why Zhang Cheng did this was to find the location of every downed mortal god in the first place.

After all, there are so many gods walking on the continent of Faerun in the turbulent years, especially those little gods with low influence. Cooperate with the well-informed Thieves Guild.

"Understood!" Entreri nodded slightly.

Intimidation and threats are areas he is familiar with, so he doesn't need to think too much about them.

"Here, this is a gift I prepared for you. I believe the leaders of the thieves' guild will be overjoyed when they see it." Zhang Cheng handed over the leather bag containing more than a dozen crystal bottles.

These are all magic potions that have been concocted recently. Not only can they greatly increase muscle activity, but they can also delay the aging of the body. They are exactly the treasures that the leaders of the Thieves Guild dream of.

"I need a month and a half! After a month and a half, you will have an intelligence network covering the entire west coast."

With the last word blurted out, Entreri turned and disappeared down the corridor of the private chamber in the central spire.

Looking at his receding back, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "The Three Gods of Death, the Clay Tablet of Fate, and the God of God, Ai Ou, I hope you won't let me see you." It’s good that I’m too disappointed. What is God and why can it be immortal? It won’t be long before I can decipher the mystery. But before that, I still need to find a few key figures…”

Chapter 491 The Spell That Kills the Gods

Midnight, Cyric, Kelemvor...

There are three people who cannot be avoided in the turbulent year no matter what.

Although these guys are still rookies among a group of adventurers, enjoying the thrills brought by adventure, it won't be long before their fortunes will change drastically.