For thousands of years, he wasted much more time meddling in his own business than studying and researching magical power."

When he mentioned Mythril, the first goddess of magic, the tone of the most powerful spellcaster in the Netherese era was full of respect and admiration, as well as a trace of unnoticeable admiration.

Whether it is the gentle tone or the words used to describe it, it seems that he is describing his lover, not the second most powerful goddess in the country after the god Io.

"To tell you the truth, I don't like Elminster very much, and I am currently in a hostile relationship with him and the Harper Alliance he founded."

Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be casual and shrugged his shoulders.

If possible, he really hoped that Larocque, who was only left with a skeleton, could grow a body of flesh, at least so that he could clearly see the expression and demeanor on the other person's face at this moment.

Obviously, Larocque has extraordinary feelings for the first-generation magic goddess Mythril.

But whether this feeling stems from his nostalgia for the era of Netheril without any restrictions on the magic network, or his recognition of the goddess herself and her teachings, or what really happened between the two, there is no clue.

Know.

It is estimated that apart from the person involved, only Iolum, who was the same generation as Larocque, knew something about it.

"Then why do you want to help Elminster?

Just because of the identity of the electorate and the benefits it can bring?

Believe me, Silver Fire is powerful and can make countless arcane spellcasters helpless, but there is no power in this world that can resist it.

If you are willing to cooperate with me, I can give you much more than this."

The two points of cold light in the Wizard King's eyes suddenly surged.

"The reason for helping Ilminster is to fulfill your responsibilities as a constituent.

The current goddess of magic provided me with a lot of help when I was still very weak, so I think I have an obligation to give back after I become stronger.

What's more, she is also a member of the powerful gods. Maintaining a close ally with her can give her a solid backing when she conflicts with other gods.

If your purpose is to kill or replace the current goddess of magic, I'm sorry, I must be your enemy.

But if you achieve Mythril's rebirth through induction and subtle influence, then naturally I won't meddle in it."

Zuo Si expressed his position very clearly.

As a planeswalker, whether it is Midnight or Mythril who is in charge of Toril's magic network, it will not have much impact on him.

Because she can bring back a large amount of magical knowledge from other time and space, the goddess of magic must be an ally rather than an enemy.

But in terms of personal emotions, Zuo Si still prefers Midnight to Mysriel, who he has never been in contact with.

After all, the former have become familiar with each other after such a long period of contact, and if they suddenly change, they will need to adapt again.

The most important thing is that killing and replacing the existing magic goddess will cause the magic network to collapse, causing unimaginable huge disasters.

But if Mythril is resurrected in Midnight's body, so that the first-generation magic goddess inherits all the memories, cognitions and emotions of the three generations, or is separated from the latter's divine spark and reincarnated into a new god, that is

That's another story.

This extremely special situation only happened once between Lathander, the future Lord of the Dawn, and Amaunata, the ancient sun god.

"Okay, I think I understand what you mean.

Now, you'd better deal with Sazastan and the Eye of the Storm in his hand.

Otherwise, if the divine power inside is really fully released, the entire Serre will be destroyed in endless storms and natural disasters.

Another magical country has been destroyed. This is not what I want to see.

As for this spell duel, let’s just say you win.”

Having said that, Larocque took advantage of the situation and made a move to admit defeat.

Because in his opinion, the meaning of this spell duel is actually to compare spell-casting skills according to tradition, and it has little effect on real actual combat. Neither side used their trump cards.

Compared with the ability to cast spells within the rules, the Wizard King is more interested in the power outside the rules.

For example, sixteen [Sunfire Explosions] were released in an instant under the blessing of countless super demons, and another example was the Chaos Dog Demon Kozif who was lying on the side without moving from beginning to end, and there was also the one that had not been used at all.

The silver fire and divine impact scepter.

This is the power that can make the final decision in a competition among the top spellcasters.

As for a mere magic duel, it doesn't matter who wins or loses.

After all, Larocque has long passed the age of being competitive.

The next second...

The [war chain] that closely connected the two people made a crisp sound and returned to Zuo Si's hand instantly.

Just when the latter was about to put away this artifact and deal with the Eye of the Storm, a figure shrouded in black robes suddenly appeared out of thin air behind Sazastan.

The visitor didn't give him any chance to react. He started with the instantaneous Nine Rings [Time Stop], and then stretched out his hand to seize the Eye of the Storm.

But this guy obviously ignored that voters with the goddess of magic present are immune to this spell.

"Don't even think about it!"

Elminster decisively rushed forward, waving the sword in his hand to force this unknown guy back.

It is a pity that the opponent did not pay attention to the Thunder Sword with enchantment level 5, and allowed it to penetrate into his body. He grabbed the Eye of the Storm in his hand, directly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.

The whole process lasted less than half a second, and the thing that made countless mortals crazy just changed hands.

Looking at the empty scene in front of him and the long sword that was so clean that there was no drop of blood on it, Elminster seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

After the time-stopping effect ended, Sazastan came back to his senses, looked at his empty palms, and roared like crazy: "Where is my Eye of the Storm? Who! Who stole it!" <

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But unfortunately, no one answered this question.

Just when Elminster opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly discovered that Zuo Si, who had been standing with Larocque just moments ago, had disappeared.

Without the Eye of God, the black clouds and destructive storm surrounding the head quickly dissipated, revealing a clear sky once again.

It’s just that most people have no intention of paying attention to such trivial matters.

……

At the same time, far away in the easternmost city of Faerûn, the city of Jindelanc, Vesharon was holding up the Eye of the Storm in his hand and letting out a harsh laugh.

"Hahahahaha! Dear Sazastan, Elminster, Xinbu, I'm afraid you didn't expect that I was the one who finally won the qualification to become a god."

Obviously, since the last time he failed to compete for the Eye of God and was defeated by the Storm Queen and completed his rebirth, this guy has been hiding in the dark and observing silently, making everyone think that he has withdrawn from the competition.

When Sazastan unlocked the seal and focused all his attention on Elminster, Vesalun decisively launched a sneak attack, and in the blink of an eye he got the treasure he had dreamed of.

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows.

He knows very well that one or two failures are nothing at all, and the one who laughs to the end is the real winner.

Nothing in the world can make people feel more excited, excited and joyful than regaining something.

Although it is difficult for the lich as an undead creature to have too strong emotions, Vesalun still seemed to be dancing a little at this moment, and he didn't even pay attention to the hole that was poked in his body.

This is also the reason why there is no blood stain on the Thunder Sword.

What Elminster stabbed was not a living person at all, but a lich that had no blood in its body and was driven entirely by negative energy.

"Congratulations, great master! You will be promoted to god soon!"

A follower crawled on the ground and cheered loudly.

Not only him, but those lucky ones who didn't die in the previous melee were all kneeling on the ground, trembling with excitement.

Because soon, they will witness the birth of a new god.

And this god will also become their faith and master, giving them knowledge and strength.

"Get up! Go and prepare for the ceremony! I will never forget your contribution after I successfully become a god!"

Perhaps because he was in a very good mood, Velshalon, who had always been mean and cold-hearted, rarely appeared to show that he wanted to reward all his subordinates.

Of course, it is also possible that he deliberately wrote a bad check in order to deceive these guys into working hard and devoting his last strength to himself.

"As you wish, supreme master, your will is our mission."

Accompanied by deafening cheers and disgusting flattery, the remaining thirty followers soon rushed to the secret stronghold outside the city and set up a magic circle in the cave with a patio dug out.

Velshalon is personally responsible for supervising and inspecting to ensure that there is no omission in the entire process.

Otherwise, God knows what kind of accidents will happen during the promotion process.

But what he didn't notice was that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness that was observing all of this closely, memorizing all the symbols and lines on the ground that contained amazing power.

"Interesting! Is this the method of becoming a god deliberately left behind by the God of Storms a long time ago?

Why have I never seen these runes before?

Could it be that Talos invented it himself?

Or is it something that specifically responds to divine power?"

Zuo Si touched his chin and muttered to himself, while constantly reading the thoughts and memories of these followers through mind spells, trying to find the answer.

But it is a pity that Yivisalun could not tell his subordinates such important knowledge.
To be continued...