People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 570 I will become a god (7K)

"Mr. Varro, what are you still worried about?"

Tang Sen said with a smile: "We are friends who share the same sorrow. How could I cheat you?"

At this time, the three of them had passed through the portal leading to Faerun and arrived in the Underdark.

This is obviously a secret room. The teleportation door is in the center of the secret room, and the surrounding walls are covered with murals of various styles. The only door leading to the outside world is tightly closed, and there is no gap that can be opened from the inside.

Tang Sen naturally expected this situation. Since he knew that the portal from Sigil City to Faerûn was in the Underdark, the city of the drow, the drow elves hid this portal. It is very normal not to use it easily——

And they couldn't afford it. The consumption level in Faerun was completely different from that in Sigil. The cost of staying in Sigil for one night was enough to spend a lifetime in Faerun.

This portal can be used by the drow as a back-up at most. In times of crisis, they can escape at any time, or spend a lot of money to hire some powerful beings in Sigil City to rescue them.

Obviously, after discovering that he had finally returned to Faerûn, the tight string in Varro's heart finally relaxed, and his mood even collapsed.

He is not a fool. When Tang Sen's procurement in Sigil City became more and more uncontrollable, he had already realized his situation - becoming a big fat sheep in the eyes of all the creatures in the world. From now on, as long as he leaves Sigil City If he takes one step, he will immediately be swallowed up by countless forces that covet his wealth.

damn it!Only Varro knew that his so-called wealth was not even enough to live in Sigil for a few days!
He was used as a shield by Tang Sen!
It is impossible for any normal person not to complain. In Varro's eyes, Tang Sen obviously has nothing to do with order and kindness. He regrets extremely why he met him in the Dark Territory in the first place. No, he should not have left. Waterdeep, try writing a guide to the Underdark!
Seeing that his relief had no effect, and Varro still looked so broken that he just wanted to part ways immediately, Tang Sen sighed and said: "Mr. Varro, calm down and think about it, if I really plan to cheat If you do, there is absolutely no need to take you back to Faerûn. Wouldn’t it be simpler to leave you in Sigil?”

"I don't know." Varro wriggled his lips and said, "Mr. Tang, I will never understand the purpose of your actions. Let me go. Since I have returned to Faerun, I can find it myself. road."

"It just so happens that even if I am overtaken by those who covet my wealth on the road, it will not affect me. Don't worry, I won't say anything. Just consider this as repayment for your several life-saving graces."

"Mr. Varro, you have misunderstood me too deeply." Tang Sen had a sad expression on his face: "Could it be that in Mr. Varro's heart, my actions are just malicious and want to put you in a position of public criticism?"

Varro didn't speak, but his expression was clear.

Think about your own behavior, don't you?
"Of course not!" Tang Sen said resolutely: "I said that this is just a fair transaction. Mr. Varro will purchase on my behalf, and I will create a legend for Mr. Varro."

"From today on, the entire multiverse, whether devils or demons, mortals or gods, will always remember Mr. Varro's name. Isn't this what a writer dreams of?"

"Not in this way," Varro said softly.

"It's all the same." Tang Sen waved his hand: "The most important thing is, you don't have to worry about those who are coveting, how could I frame you for no reason."

"Don't worry, I've already taken care of it."

"Have you dealt with it?" Varro raised his head with a confused look on his face.

"Although it cost me something." Tang Sen sighed: "That artifact, even among all the artifacts I have harvested, is my favorite one - the Mask of the God of Deception."

"However, in order to help Mr. Varro resolve these dangers, it is worthwhile to give up this artifact. After all, this is not only related to Mr. Varro's safety, but also to my quality." Tang Sen paused and sighed. : "Whether you believe it or not, I actually have a very conscience."

"Wait a minute. Mr. Tang, what did you do again?" Varro was a little confused. In the later stages of the procurement plan, he almost stopped participating at all, and even stopped contacting the outside world, so he didn't know what Tang Sen would do next. For Varro, he was just pessimistic about being targeted by all forces. Even after following Tang Sen back to Faerun through the portal, he was always thinking about this in his mind.

He thought that maybe soon, countless people would come to catch him for the unwarranted wealth, and by then, not even Elminster would be able to protect himself.

"Didn't I say it? Solve Mr. Varro's trouble." Tang Sen said.

"It's not that easy, right? I heard that some gods are even targeting me," Varro stammered.

"It's not that easy. After all, we have to deceive so many people in Sigil City, including the eyes and ears of the gods." Tang Sen said: "But as long as you are willing to pay the price, it is not too difficult."

It's nothing more than looking for a substitute who will never be seen, and letting the substitute with Varro's identity die in full view of the other party before the other party is exposed.

Of course, whether it is gods or spellcasters, there are countless ways to make the dead speak again. In the entire multiverse, there is only one place where gods cannot set foot, let alone interfere - the cage of the Lady of Pain.

It's easy to find a substitute. Although you can't use violence in Sigil City, the power of money is more powerful than pure force. As long as the number is enough, there are many people who are willing to die even if they take the initiative.

For example, a gambler who has made a deal with the devil for his soul is doomed to be tortured after death.

Maybe it's out of guilt, maybe he wants to make the last shining moment of his life. In short, for him, the consequences of welcoming Ms. Pain are no more cruel than falling into the hands of the devil. Under this premise, not only can everyone pay attention, And if you can leave the last huge sum of money to the people around you that you can't even spend all, to make up for the damage caused by your shameful life, why not do it?

As for attracting the attention of Ms. Pain and letting the other party kill him in public, this matter is far simpler than imagined.

Calling the Lady of Pain's name is likely to attract the Lady of Pain, fighting in Sigil is likely to attract the Lady of Pain, and praying to the Lady of Pain faithfully in the heart will [-]% attract the Lady of Pain - this has been confirmed by countless fools and lunatics. , Lady Pain does not need believers, anyone who swears to believe in her existence will only be treated more cruelly.

Tang Sen has already preset almost all methods to ensure that Ms. Pain will definitely appear - maybe no one will use this method to take advantage of such a powerful existence as Ms. Pain, but for Tang Sen, there is nothing in this world that is impossible. can be exploited.

Only Ms. Pain’s endorsement can convince witnesses, and there is no way to trace the source.

Of course, there is no shortage of smart people in this world, and Tang Sen has no illusions that this can deceive everyone. There will definitely be some people who will be doubtful, but this is what Tang Sen hopes to see.

When needed, "Lord Varro" can reappear in Neverwinter City.

"Mr. Varro, you are dead."

Townsend said: "As long as you remember this fact, you will no longer be in danger."

"Huh?" Varro said the confused words that everyone would have when faced with this sentence: "Am I going to die now?"

"That's right." Tang Sen said seriously: "The legendary figure who caused waves in Sigil City and disturbed the attention of the entire multiverse is dead. He died under everyone's eyes. No one can trace his origin. , not even a god can do it.”

If this plan was implemented elsewhere, Tang Sen's plan might be able to be found with the help of time, but unfortunately, that is Ms. Pain's territory.

"Varro has since become the brightest star in the epic of the multiverse." Tang Sen said: "That is you, Mr. Varo. From now on, no one will be more famous than you."

"Really?" Varro was a little unable to turn around, but will it become an epic?
Sounds good?For a writer who desperately wanted fame, this was indeed the kind of fame Varro wanted to achieve even if he died.

Is this a blessing in disguise?

but--

Varro opened his mouth and looked at Tang Sen, not knowing what to say. Too many emotions accumulated in his mind, making him extremely confused.

It's obvious that the other party is using me as a shield, but why do I seem to have to thank him as he talks about it?
Something feels wrong?

Tang Sen no longer cares much about what Varro thinks.

It is no longer possible for this person to escape his control. Just like before, Tang Sen believes that he and Mr. Varro will create many win-win opportunities in the future.

Moreover, Tang Sen was not just sacrificing an artifact just for Varo.

"It should be almost time."

Tang Sen turned his head and looked at the portal.

In an instant, he felt that the deceitful divinity in his body began to grow crazily.

Two times. Five times. Ten times.
Tang Sen has never felt that the improvement of strength can be so easy and so fast. At the grand gathering that was taking place in Sigil City, "Lord Varro" who was exiled by the Lady of Pain in front of everyone was crazily improving Tang Sen. Sen's influence in the priesthood of "Fraud."

This is a lie, but those who believe this lie include big businessmen in the multiverse, countless legendary professionals, and representatives of gods.

"It worked—"

Tang Sen took a deep breath: "This is the correct way to open the God of Deception."

The most intense growth of divinity was finally completed, and Tang Sen could feel that his deceitful divinity, from the initial trace, had now become almost as substantial as filling his whole body.

This is almost a result that some demigods may not be able to achieve despite their countless years of hard work.

Moreover, divinity continues to grow, although it has slowed down a lot, but it has not stopped.

Everything that happened in Sigil, and the deeds of the richest man in the multiverse, "Lord Varro", are beginning to spread to the entire multiverse through all the witnesses in Sigil.

As long as people continue to know about this and believe this lie, Tang Sen's influence in the "fraudulent" clergy will become wider and wider.

"It's such an unreasonable way for gods to increase their power."

Tang Sen felt a little emotional in his heart: "No wonder so many gods spread religion crazily, attract believers, and stir up troubles in various fields. Then they just need to sit in their own kingdom of gods and wait for their divinity to grow. .”

"However, there are good and bad ways to obtain divinity through priesthood." Tang Sen habitually reflected: "These powers derived from priesthood are too easily affected by the priesthood itself. For example, if my power becomes stronger, then now The power of some deceitful gods has naturally become weaker, although the loss of these divinities may not be harmful to them."

"However, gods in the same priesthood are indeed natural enemies. No matter how kind and peaceful a god is, he cannot remain indifferent when faced with the inexplicable divinity that will continue to evaporate if he does not fight back. The last step is to prevent your opponent from expanding his influence within the priesthood. This is probably the source of countless divine wars."

"Only when you completely monopolize a field of priesthood, and no other existence can get involved, can you truly have peace of mind."

In Tang Sen's memory, there are many gods with deceitful priesthood in this world, and the most powerful among them, who is called the God of Deception, is probably Cyric.

A chaotic evil god with powerful divine power known as the "Dark Sun".

If you want to continue to advance in this world, you will one day encounter a sniper attack from the other party.

"But if there are too many lice, they won't bite you."

Tang Sen just smiled at these future things: "If you want to be my opponent, you have to line up first. After all, there is a vengeful goddess waiting in front."

"Come one by one. I am already invincible."

One day, the gods of this world will find that their opponents are already standing completely above their heads at the starting point. They are facing another "Lady of Pain". No, from now on On the personal level, it is even higher than the "Ms. Pain" and more despairing.

The moment Neverwinter was listed as a territory, it was no longer enough to be shaken by the existence of this world.

"It's a pity that he is still a little short of condensing his divine personality and becoming a true god."

This step is a leap from mortals to gods. Even in the entire history of the multiverse, there are very few people who have crossed this step by relying on their own abilities.

Moreover, the lie about Varro is just an anecdote after all, not a matter of life and death - businessmen will regret the losses caused by Varro's death, and those with evil intentions will regret that their plans have failed. Unrelated people will sigh a few words at the wine table, but the impact of this lie on those who hear and believe it is only that.

Only major events that affect life and death, or even change the world, will affect everything that everyone is closely related to.

"But even so, it's enough to take the first step."

“Fine wine always needs time to age.”

"When Lord Varro's name appears in the verses of the bards, when people on the main material plane begin to tell his stories, lament his death, and the lies become true -" "I will become a god."

We will talk about becoming a god later. Now Tang Sen has to find a way to return to Neverwinter City.

Obviously, the location of this portal must be in the core area of ​​Menzoberranzan, and it is heavily guarded by the drow. Of course, this is not a problem.

Faerûn is really a small place compared to places like Sigil or the Astral Plane, which are full of legends. Menzoberranzan is famous in Faerûn, but Tang Sen is very doubtful whether it is possible to gather even a few things here. Two legendary professionals.

What Tang Sen was thinking about was not the danger brought by the drow, but how to avoid attracting attention at all and avoid the sight of the gods.

"If I use this feature, I can indeed return to Neverwinter safely without any accidents."

Tang Sen will not ignore what he gained in the previous world.

[One-time feature: Invisible clothes. 】

[You summon a piece of clothing that is completely imperceptible. When you put it on, no existence can detect you by any means. When you use any extraordinary power or take off your clothes, you will also This dress could never be found. 】

"But now is not the time to use it."

In Townsend's plan, it should be used for more important things.

"Whether you ride Smaug or go on your own, you can reach Neverwinter very quickly, but it seems a bit too showy." Tang Sen will not underestimate the arrangements made by the goddess in Faerun. He may be able to change his face, he can Hidden whereabouts, but the gods also have his methods.

Perhaps it is not only the believers of the goddess who are looking for themselves throughout Faerun, but the goddess herself is also trying her best to perceive the world.

"So, you have to be as low-key as possible, so low-key that even if you encounter a believer of the goddess, you won't be noticed."

"And, leave the Underdark as soon as possible."

Tang Sen rubbed his chin and his eyes fell on Varo.

"Mr. Varro, it will probably be a difficult journey next."

"Ah?" Varro was still immersed in the confusion just now and did not react.

"For the safety of Mr. Varro, I think Mr. Varro should hide in my demiplane first." Tang Sen smiled: "Just right, I think Mr. Varro needs a quiet environment to taste it and become an epic a feeling of."

"Do I need it?" Varro asked confused.

"I think it's very necessary." Tang Sen opened half of the plane and stuffed Varro inside.

Don't worry about Varo getting hungry, this demiplane is filled with precious ingredients and wine from the multiverse.

Tang Sen looked at Xue Xue again.

"Do I need to go in too?" Xue Xue took the initiative to ask.

"No need." Tang Sen shook his head.

"You are a drow. At least in Menzoberranzan, it is more convenient to have you by my side."

Moreover, the goddess seems not to know Xue Xue's existence.

When He came, it was when Xue Xue's time was stopped. After all, He did not have the priesthood of time, so he naturally had no awareness of everything that happened in the stopped time.

"Am I a drow?" Xue Xue tilted his head.

She had long forgotten these things.

"You look like a drow, although the average drow is taller, kinder, and more open." Tang Sen was a little hard to describe, and finally just waved his hand and said, "Wait until we leave. Here, you can see it with your own eyes.”

"Okay." Xue Xue nodded, showing a curious expression.

When they were in Sigil City, the three of them met the drow, but Tang Sen was busy at that time and had no time to talk to Xue Xue about these things. Appearance, all responded with an indifferent attitude.

No, maybe she is still curious, but her curiosity has been eliminated by time, and she is still in the stage of slowly regaining it.

"Then, it's time to get out of here."

Tang Sen closed his eyes. His black hair began to grow rapidly and faded to silvery white. His skin also began to turn gray as if pigment accumulated.

His ears began to become pointed, and his body became slightly taller, making him appear thinner and slender.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were hazel.

A true drow.

This is not the power of deception divinity. Although it is more convenient to use deception divinity, before returning to Neverwinter City, Tang Sen still tries his best to avoid the use of divine power.

After all, the gods' perception of divine power is too keen.

Fortunately, Tang Sen has many transformation methods.

"From now on, don't call me Tangson, my name is Tom."

"Tom?" Xue Xue nodded: "You look very strange now."

"Maybe." Tang Sen looked at Xue Xue's silver hair and gray skin and wanted to complain.

How can I say that my race looks strange?

The secret room where the portal was located could not stop Tang Sen. The space of the surgical fruit easily passed through the door, allowing Tang Sen to sense everything in the outside world.

Tang Sen originally thought that there would be a secret corridor and heavily guarded guards outside, but to his surprise, it was actually open air outside.

In a place like the Underdark, the open air is naturally just a metaphor. After all, the sky here only contains rocks and glowing fungi. However, it is surprising enough that such an important teleportation array stands like this in a small open air. Inside the building, and next to the building, there is even a lake.

Tang Sen thought, and the two figures had appeared next to the lake.

The moss under their feet fluoresced as the two stopped, and the lake in front of them was a mixture of purple and blue - this was due to the reflection of the light of the aquatic luminous plants in the water.

Absolutely beautiful.

Looking far away, the two of them could see most of Menzoberranzan, and they could see those buildings that, although strange in style, were absolutely beautiful.

These buildings are not arranged on the ground like ordinary cities, but are scattered unevenly. Some are in low-lying areas, some are on towering stone pillars, some are hung on the walls of huge caves, and some are even those upside down. Hanging stalactite hollows.

In the center of the city, a huge stone pillar could be seen, emitting magical light. Tang Sen squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment, confirming that it was not the core of a dangerous barrier, but a timer.

A magic flame spell acts on the stone pillars, allowing the entire city of Menzoberranzan to clearly know the time through the rising and falling positions of the flames on the stone pillars.

"How do you feel about this place?"

Tang Sen looked at Xue Xue.

Xue Xue was looking at everything around her carefully. When she heard Tang Sen's question, she looked away and shook her head: "I have no impression at all."

"You may have been born, raised, or even studied in this city," Tang Sen said.

According to Xue Xue's understanding of magic, before she entered the time dragon demiplane, even if she was not a legendary mage, she was still a nine-ring mage. As a drow, if she wants to obtain such high-end knowledge, magic rope Bly City is probably the best choice.

Moreover, Xue Xue also had an entanglement with Rose.

"That was too long ago." Xue Xue said: "Time has long washed away these memories to the point where they can never be retrieved. For me, the starting point of memory is next to the time dragon. .”

"I have been a lich since I was born."

The corner of Tang Sen's mouth twitched slightly.

No wonder Xue Xue is so persistent and clear about being a lich. Maybe for her, she is a lich first, and then other races.

"It doesn't matter." Tang Sen could only say: "Since you don't know much about this city like me, then just follow me and act accordingly."

Tang Sen's eyes roamed the city and finally stopped at an area.

The buildings there don't look as exquisite as other places, and they are obviously much more crowded. According to Tangson's experience, it is probably an area where low-level drow elves and slaves live.

There are so many slaves in Menzoberranzan that they account for one-third of the city's permanent population.

"where are we going."

Tang Sen made a decision.

Naturally, Xue Xue had no objection. She just stared blankly in one direction and said, "Don Tom, Drow Elf."

"Huh?" Tang Sen also looked over.

I saw a group of people walking towards this side having fun.

They are all obviously drow elves, with beautiful faces and good figures unique to elves - as for why the figure is emphasized, it is because it is too obvious.

Whether they are male drow or female drow, they have liberated themselves from the constraints on their bodies and allowed their skin to bathe in the magnificent light created by the luminous fungi.

"Tom, is this what you were talking about, maybe my former race?"

Xue Xue paused for a moment: "I feel a little strange. Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

She looked at Tang Sen seriously: "So——"

"Do I have to do this too?"

(End of this chapter)