Because my father is the famous murder god Baal, and I am a son of Baal.

In addition, this teleportation spell is completely random, and I don’t know where I will be teleported after using it."

"You are the son of Baal? That's it!"

As a core member of the organization, it is impossible for Habaser not to know the inside story.

After all, leader Zuo Si has recently been focusing on these sons of gods and the wars and killings they have caused on the west coast of Faerun.

Moreover, there are many records about faith and gods in the organization.

Therefore, the Lich is very aware of the teleportation ability of the boy in front of him, and its core is an external manifestation of divine power.

According to the intelligence collected so far, it can now be confirmed that the awakened Son of Baal has at least one to two hundred kinds of spell-like abilities.

From attaching the power of death to weapons for physical attacks, to various divine spells, arcane spells and psychic powers, the breadth of coverage is simply incredible.

Although most of them are relatively low-level spells, they are enough to prove that divine power can completely simulate any known type of magic.

"I have answered the question, can you let me go now?" the boy who called himself Sancho asked cautiously.

Habaser replied without thinking: "Ah! Of course there is no problem. But before releasing you, I want to give you another choice."

"What choice?"

Sancho's eyes flashed with vigilance.

"I believe you are tired of today's life of wandering and escaping without any sense of security at all, right?

The extra choice I give you is to follow me to meet someone, someone who can change your destiny.

He happens to be very interested in Sons of Baal like you.

And I noticed that you are actually very smart and have great potential. You should know that escaping like this is not an option at all.

One day, other sons of Baal will find you, kill you and take away the power that belongs to Baal, the god of murder.

But this person can help you."

You don't need to ask to know that Habaser wants to introduce the very special boy in front of him to Zuo Si.

"Isn't the person you're talking about also a son of Baal like me?"

Sancho obviously does not trust the lich in front of him.

To be exact, since he was abandoned by his adopted family, he no longer trusts anyone and is full of doubts about everything around him.

Habaser smiled and shook his head: "No, of course not.

If Lord Soth wants to kill you, or take away the power in your body.

With your current ability, there is no chance of resistance.

Come on, stand up and grab my arm, I will take you to see him now."

With that said, the Lich released the activation rope.

Sancho was obviously dubious, but he still obediently grabbed the opponent's wide sleeves.

After experiencing many conspiracies, betrayals and bloody sacrifices, he knew one thing: never try to challenge someone who is countless times more powerful than yourself.

Otherwise, you will pay a very heavy price for this.

Along with the sound of chanting incantations, the boy felt a dazzling white light appear in front of his eyes, followed by the world spinning.

Just a second later, he appeared out of thin air in a room with several huge portals.

One of the portals is obviously open, and you can clearly see the bustling city and streets on the other side, as well as the huge oval-shaped aircraft that float across the sky from time to time, as well as various strange flying creatures.

Even the fearsome evil colored dragon.

But instead of attacking, these dragons could see knights and spellcasters holding strange weapons on their backs.

There is no doubt that this portal is connected to the Floating City of Plantia.

The oval-shaped aircraft the boy saw was an airship that had been put into mass production and used on a large scale.

Those flying creatures and dragons are the products of magical creatures and genetic engineering.

As more and more scientific research departments have completed breakthroughs in technology and theory, the floating city is developing crazily at an unimaginable speed, and something interesting will be produced almost every two or three months.

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The magnificent scenery that blended modern technology and magic shocked Sancho, an aboriginal living in the medieval-style continent of Faerûn, from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't recover for a long time.

"Hey! Stop looking! Follow me quickly! If you can get the recognition and acceptance of Mr. Soth, you will have no problem even living there in the past."

Habaser gently pulled the boy's collar.

Sancho woke up from a dream and couldn't help but ask: "Where is the portal? Is it located on other continents? Why have I never heard of it?"

"No, that's not another continent, not even Toril, but another plane and world."

Habaser then explained, then quickened his pace and walked through the corridor to the exclusive room of the tower owner on the upper floor.

When the two came in, Zuo Si had obviously been notified in advance. He put away the Netheril scroll he was reading just now, sat on the sofa and gently stroked the Chaos Demon Dog Kozif, who had turned into a puppy.

It gives people a very relaxing feeling.

"Your Excellency, I brought someone to you."

Habaser put one hand on his chest and bowed.

For this young leader, he is obviously full of respect in his heart.

After all, there are more and more, richer, and more advanced magic materials in the organization, which are basically obtained by the other party from unknown sources, and are open to all core members.

As long as you accumulate enough contribution points, you can redeem the knowledge you want at will.

"Well done. Now go and do your work. Leave this son of Baal to me."

Zuo Si cast an approving glance at the lich.

The latter understood the situation and patted the boy's shoulder gently before turning around and disappearing at the end of the corridor.

After Habaser had completely walked away, Zuo Si asked: "Do you want to drink something? Hot cocoa? Tea? Coffee? Juice? Or a can of Happy Fat House water?"

"Happy fat house water?"

Sancho blinked in confusion, obviously he had never heard of such a drink.

"Haha, believe me, you will like it."

Zuo Si stood up with a smile, took out a red can from a cabinet that exuded a chill, opened it and handed it to the boy.

The cold feeling instantly alerted Sancho, and he put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. He stared at the black liquid that was constantly bubbling and making noises and asked: "Are you sure this stuff is not poisonous and can be drunk?"
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"Don't worry, I've been drinking for more than 20 years, am I still living well now?"

With that said, Zuo Si also opened a can and raised his head and took two sips.

Perhaps because he saw that the other party was also drinking, Sancho plucked up the courage to pour some into his mouth, and an unprecedented weird taste quickly filled his taste buds.

Especially the excitement brought by the explosion of bubbles in his mouth, as well as the cool feeling, made his spirit suddenly become extremely excited.

With this strong sense of freshness, the boy quickly drank the entire can and burped loudly.

"How does it taste?"

Zuo Si asked casually.

"Hmm - it tastes weird, but it feels surprisingly good. What kind of drink is this? Why have I never seen it in a pub?"

Sancho licked his lips and put the empty aluminum can back on the table.

"A carbonated drink. You haven't seen it before because it comes from another world."

Zuo Si didn't hide anything and gave the answer openly.

Because he comes from another world and has the ability to travel through time and space, it is no longer a secret on the west coast of Faerun, and there is no need to hide it.

Since he had seen the teleportation gate leading to the floating city, Sancho was not surprised by this answer.

And after drinking a can of ice-cold Happy Fat Mansion, he obviously calmed down a lot, and finally plucked up the courage to ask: "I heard from the mage just now that you are very interested in the Son of Baal?"

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, very, very interested. Especially a son of Baal like you who has successfully gotten rid of bloodlust and killing desire."

"I don't understand what you mean."

A puzzled expression appeared on Sancho's young face.

"Think carefully about what the brothers and sisters you have met so far have in common." Zuo Si raised his hand and tapped his temple lightly as a reminder.

The boy lowered his head and thought for a moment, then answered in an uncertain tone: "They... are all cold, cruel and bloodthirsty?"

"That's right!

Under the influence of your father, the god of murder, all sons of Baal will inevitably develop bloodlust and killing impulses.

And you can get pleasure from it and produce strong addiction.

But you didn’t.
To be continued...