et al.

Obviously, the two groups couldn't reach an agreement in the end and started fighting.

Including the Alliance of Harpers and the Zhentarim, there is the Battle of the Floating City and the spell duel of the Grand Arcanist of the Netheril era in the sky above, and there is also the civil war between Breenas and other ghost princes and high-level mages on the ground.

The scene of vigorous vitality and all things competing makes people can’t help but sigh that it really deserves to be the continent of Faerûn.

Only in this land with so many organizations of all kinds can we see the presence of other forces in a war that originally only involved two parties.

"Haha, Elminster is still the same as before, and he can't change his stinky habit of being nosy.

However, the Zhentarim will go to great lengths this time to allow you to completely destroy the City of Shades.

In particular, Fuzor Cherberry has begun to use the power given to him by Bane.

It seems that the two sides won’t be able to tell the winner for a while.”

Zuo Sirao joked with a half-smile, not taking this small scene seriously at all.

After all, by now, the power he possesses has long been beyond the reach of Elminster and Fuzor Chebery.

"Are you going to stop these two groups?"

The Prince of Darkness frowned subconsciously.

"No, you should hurry up and end this war. Because I can already feel the eyes of several gods coming towards me."

After that, Zuo Si ignored his son's reaction and directly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared.

As soon as he walked away, a beautiful woman wrapped in black translucent gauze, exuding a mysterious aura from head to toe, appeared out of thin air.

"Shar, the goddess of the night?!"

Grea confirmed the opponent's identity almost instantly, and at the same time clenched the long sword burning with black flames in his hand and entered the fighting state.

"Relax, my child, there is no need to be so nervous. I believe you already know that I don't have any ill intentions towards you, right?"

Shar walked towards him slowly with elegant steps.

When the distance between the two was less than half a meter, she stopped and stretched out her slender fingers to gently rest on the shoulders of the Prince of Darkness. She suddenly brought her face closer and took a deep breath like a drug addict.

, and then let out a moan that is enough to make people think endlessly.

What pure darkness!

What a silent nothingness!

All of this makes the goddess of the night seem to have returned to the beautiful era before the sun appeared at the beginning of her creation.

Out of instinctive reaction, Shar opened her arms as if she was holding the Prince of Darkness tightly in her arms and never let go.

But unfortunately, the latter obviously didn't like this kind of overly intimate action, and suddenly released a powerful god-like power to push Shar back, while at the same time retreating to create a relatively safe distance.

"Sorry, I can't trust you yet."

Greia expressed his attitude clearly.

Not to mention the goddess of the night in front of him, even hugging and kissing his mother Yalusel would cause him strong discomfort.

If it had been anyone else who had made such an almost offensive move, Shar would have turned against him and imposed divine punishment.

But for Greia, she showed extraordinary tolerance. Instead of being angry, she took off her black veil and revealed a beautiful face that could drive all men crazy. She smiled and said: "I can understand you."

Be wary and suspicious.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After all, your father Soth and I have many irreconcilable conflicts, and we have even become enemies openly.

But please believe me, I don't have the slightest ill will towards you.

On the contrary, I want to help you understand the dark power you possess and become stronger.

Because you are the only person in this world who can make me feel peaceful, and you are also the only person worthy of my love.

I have to say that fate is a very interesting thing sometimes.

Soth is obviously my enemy, but he gave birth to you."

Seeing the goddess of the night's reaction that seemed to reveal her true feelings, Greya's tense nerves relaxed a little. She put the sword back into its sheath and carefully tried: "What do you want to do today? Save the people who are about to be destroyed."

The city of ghosts?"

"City of Shadows?

Ha ha ha ha!

No, my child, the City of Shadows is of no importance to me.

From the moment they started plotting against you, I have completely abandoned them.

As long as you nod, I can even destroy it myself and make those daring fools pay the heaviest price for offending you.

In fact, my incarnation is entirely for you.

You know it's not easy to avoid your cunning and cunning father."

While saying these words, Shar's eyes were full of disgust as he glanced at the floating city above his head.

Because since returning to the material world, Yinhuncheng's crotch-stretching performance has really disappointed her.

In particular, Telamante was as timid as a mouse and missed many opportunities.

But the most important thing is that he cooperated with the demon prince Demogorgon without authorization in order to capture his son of darkness as a bargaining chip.

"So you want me to be your elector?"

Graya seemed to notice something.

"voter?

No, that is something prepared for mortals and is not worthy of your status at all.

In fact I want you to be my Son of God.

Just like the position Talona gave your father Soth.

You do not need to abide by any precepts or dogma, you can do whatever you want, and all my churches in the world must obey your orders."

Shar opened her arms and made the conditions in an excited and exciting tone.

If she wasn't afraid of scaring the Prince of Darkness, she would have wanted to tie him back to her own country and hold him in her arms like a pillow and have a good sleep.

Greya lowered his head and thought for a moment, and finally declined politely: "I need time to think about it, and I can't give you a definite answer right away."

"It doesn't matter. You can think about it slowly. My door here will always be open to you. But in return for this kindness, can you let me hold you for a while? Just for a little while..."

Shar blinked his big watery eyes and looked pitiful.

"Can!"

After a moment of hesitation, Greia agreed.

After all, it's just a hug, and he won't lose a piece of meat.

After getting the desired response, the goddess of the night jumped up excitedly like a little girl in love, and then rushed forward without saying a word, hanging on the prince of darkness like an octopus, greedily

Smell the scent emanating from the latter's body.

Before the latter could react, Shar closed her eyes and fell asleep.

This will not be dealt with directly by Grea.

He first tried to wake the other person up, but found that it was useless. He tried to get it off his body but couldn't pull it off at all.

"Damn it!"

The Prince of Darkness finally noticed something was wrong and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

It was obvious that Shar was playing a trick on this matter.

Grea, who lacked life experience, accidentally fell into the other party's trap.

The only way out now is to activate the planeswalker's spark and leave Faerûn.

But doing so is obviously inconsistent with the original intention of maintaining a good relationship with the goddess of the night.

In the end, he had no choice but to rush towards the remaining troops of Ghost City who were still resisting with Shar hanging on his body, intending to complete the final work of the war as soon as possible.

You must know that the place where Shar's incarnation appears most frequently is the City of Shadows.

Therefore, many people in the army of Shadow City know the appearance of the incarnation of the goddess of night.

So when Grea appeared in everyone's sight, Revalan once again suffered a critical hit that far exceeded the upper limit of his own blood volume. He knelt on the ground with a plop and was dumbfounded. He pinched his thigh hard and smacked his mouth to make sure that this was not a dream.

Or hallucinations.

Because no believer of the Goddess of Night would regard the beautiful woman lying in front of him with a snuggling look like a bird in the arms of the Prince of Darkness as Shar.

The contrast in personality between before and after is really too great.

But the problem is that the divine power overflowing in the other party is real.

what happened?

Is the world going to end?
To be continued...