Casting spells

Back then, the founder of the Dragon Sect, one of the most beloved voters of the Goddess of Magic, and known as a genius among geniuses, the legendary mage Sammaster had a head-on collision with the incarnation of the Lord of Dawn.

As a result, countless powerful spells only scratched a little bit of the god's incarnation, and shed a few drops of divine blood. Up to now, it is still enshrined in the temple and worshiped by the priests as a divine weapon.

The true posture of the gods is so powerful and terrifying that most of the time mortals can't hurt the gods at all.

But now, just as the saying goes, a dragon swims in shallow water and is bullied by shrimps, a tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, a successful cat is worse than a tiger, and a phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken...

Being mortal means getting hurt, getting tired, and most importantly dying!

There is no intelligent life that is not afraid of death!

Even gods are no exception!

Although there are many cases of gods being resurrected after death, there are also many gods who disappeared in the long river of history and never appeared again.

Bane is not the kind of ancient god who has been around for tens of thousands of years. The reason why he can become one of the most powerful gods in the dark world is entirely due to the generous gift of Jaeger, the ancient god of death.

Although he still doesn't quite understand why Jaeger, who used to completely rule all the clergy in the realm of death, suddenly made such a weird decision, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know that he is facing a huge threat.

"Are you afraid? Hahahaha! Bane, the god of tyranny, is actually afraid!" Zhang Cheng couldn't help laughing wildly as if he had discovered a new continent.

Only now did he understand why the year of turmoil was also called the war of the gods, or the catastrophe of the saints.

The root cause is that the gods have lost most of their strength and life-saving means, just like a warrior who is stripped naked and walks bare-handed in a virgin forest full of monsters, if he is not careful, he will die unexpectedly.

The form of a saint is too fragile, so fragile that no matter how powerful the gods are, they can be killed by mortals with sharp weapons.

Of course, most mortals would not be like Zhang Cheng, who frantically hunted and killed gods without any consideration, and were not afraid of the other party's future revenge at all.

Obviously, this laughter sounded very harsh to Ben, and he gritted his teeth and asked sharply: "What do you want?"

"It's very simple! I'm not here to negotiate! I'm not here to show off! My purpose is only one, to kill you..."

With the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng shot out dark green fel fire all over his body, and rushed towards his opponent again.

Since the magic net in Faerun is not stable right now, he doesn't intend to take the risk of using too many spells in the battle. Anyway, the body of the divine dragon is the best weapon, plus the alloy armor that can change freely Chips and psychic powers are enough to crush most walker form gods.

"Arrogance! You will regret your choice today!" Bane cursed in anger, while raising the iron gauntlet inlaid with jewels, trying to activate the "supernatural power" with the little power left.

But it's a pity that before it took effect, the chaotic and deadly dragon's breath completely disrupted everything.

Ever since he studied the black dragon prince Nefarian of Azeroth and the shadow flames commonly used by his subordinates, Zhang Cheng has been trying to add various attributes of magical energy to his breath, and recently added the newly obtained divine power. in.

His dragon's breath is not so much a breath, but a distortion and corrosion of energy.

Maybe it doesn't look very powerful on the surface, but what's really scary is that wherever the strange flame has been burned, the energy stability will be broken instantly, and it will fall into an unpredictable state of frenzy.

In this state, not to mention casting complex and sophisticated spells, even spell-like abilities have a high chance of failing, or a terrible disaster erupts.

"Fuzzel Cherbury! Help me!" Bane turned his head to his chosen people for help, regardless of maintaining the face of the gods.

"Sorry, dear god of tyranny, he can't save you."

Accompanied by ridicules full of contempt, Zhang Cheng directly appeared in front of the opponent through the flames, opened his big mouth full of fangs, snapped Ben's waist, and swallowed it whole.

After finishing all this, he turned around and stared at the priest with a terrified expression not far away, with two golden eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and asked with a half-smile: "Who do you want to serve for yourself? Revenge?"

"No! I don't want to!" Fu Zuoer felt that the blood in his whole body was coagulated, and he shook his head desperately.

Maybe he really agrees with the idea of ​​​​a god of tyranny, but he has no intention of burying Bane with him.

The smart people in the evil camp are good at this point, they know the current affairs, and they will never change their positions like the paladins in the good camp, even in the face of the threat of death.

"Very good! You can go!"

Zhang Cheng was obviously satisfied with this guy's reaction, and quickly flapped his wings and slowly rose into the air, carrying the mutilated corpses of Tom and Bane around the port of Tanterus twice, and directly threw them into their respective The gate of the temple, and then disappeared into the clouds under the eyes of everyone.

Needless to ask, he did this to humiliate and anger the gods.

After all, no matter how tense and hostile the relationship between God and God is on weekdays, they will not do such insane things.

It can be expected that the rest of the gods walking in Faerun will be [-]% furious when they learn that an evil black dragon not only killed the god, but also carried the god's body for display.

It won't be long before they come out of their hiding places and start trying to connect with each other, eventually forming an alliance to make the lunatics who dare to kill gods pay the price.

Similarly, this is exactly the result Zhang Cheng wants to get...

Chapter 5 and five

In the deepest underground chamber of the Luskan Mage Tower, several dragonman mages were busy using necromancy spells to embalm a radiant female corpse on the ground.

The owner of this corpse is none other than the goddess of cats and dancing, Charis, who claims to be as beautiful as the Goddess of Love, Sune.

Needless to ask, it is known that this goddess who is keen on timely enjoyment met Zhang Cheng, who was merciless, and was killed on the spot.

In fact, due to Zhang Cheng's unscrupulous hunting and killing in the recent period, many gods who have not yet realized what happened have been murdered. Counting the cat and dance goddess Xia Ruisi who is in production, there are already six .

Although these bandaged undead are far from being comparable to real gods in terms of power, the residual divinity in their bodies and the forbidden magic rituals used in the production process lead to unimaginable physical strength. With magic resistance and spell-like abilities.

Coupled with the rune weapon replacement system designed and produced by Zhang Cheng himself, it is enough to pose a fatal threat to the gods in the form of saints.

After all, since he decided to be the enemy of the gods, he had to make corresponding preparations, at least to ensure that even if the owner behind the parchment scroll didn't take action, he would have a chance to escape when he was besieged.

As for directly killing all the gods in Faerun Continent, he simply didn't have that option in his heart.

Not to mention whether the God of God Aiou will intervene, just the combination of so many gods is an irresistible force.

Don't look at the fact that killing gods is as simple as slaughtering livestock, but Zhang Cheng is very clear that the reason why he can achieve such a terrifying record is that the gods are used to being arrogant before, and they haven't realized how fragile the form of a saint is.

But now, since Bane, the god of tyranny, and Tom, the loyal god of courage, were both killed, some gods have begun to call for friends and gather together in twos and threes.

In particular, Tyre, the God of Justice, and Irmat, the God of Suffering, are even actively running to contact allies in the good camp, seemingly intending to avenge Tom.

Just like many scholars like to often mention a sentence when recording history, the horn of battle has sounded, and the battle between justice and evil is coming.

However, as the lunatic who started this war, Zhang Cheng didn't care about what happened in the Unexpected Realm at all, let alone the army and gods that were constantly gathering in Waterdeep City. Instead, he devoted all his energy to studying the Netheril archarcanists Legacy of magical lore.

Because he was not a fool, he knew that he was doomed to lose in this war, so he never planned to mobilize Luskan's military power from the beginning to the end.

This disturbing silence lasted until the news that the murderous Baal was killed by Cyric, he finally put down the research at hand, left the steeple alone, and dragged his huge body slowly towards the direction of Waterdeep City go.

Since there was no intention of hiding it at all, the entire Deep Water City fell into a panic in just ten minutes or so.

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"It's here!"

Azuth, the god of mages, sat in front of the table with a dignified expression, and informed the other gods of the news that the Harper Alliance had just received.