From Baron's Second Son to Dragon Rider

Talos anxiously used his divine power to send messages, trying to recall the shallow sea gods who had just left.

However, what he didn't expect was that just as his divine message flew out and before he stepped out of the door, a group of ocean gods who turned back in a hurry swarmed in and blocked his way.

"Lord Talos, my godhead has begun to wither!"

one of the gods shouted in horror.

"Lord Talos, save us! The fish-men clan is facing annihilation!"

Another god shouted equally anxiously.

...

In the blink of an eye, dozens of gods from the ocean system gathered together, chattering and shouting at Talos.

Everyone was eager to tell about the crises and difficulties they encountered, and their voices rose and fell one after another, intertwining into a noisy and chaotic sound.

However, because what everyone said was so numerous and the speakers were so chaotic, Talos was unable to hear a complete sentence from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, he was tightly surrounded by this noisy group of followers. He felt his head was buzzing and his mood was getting more and more irritable.

Gradually, his face turned from the initial anxiety to livid, and several hideous veins even popped up on his forehead.

Finally, Talos, who couldn't bear it anymore, shouted angrily:

"Why are you making such a fuss! Don't you think I'm dead?! Speak slowly one by one!"

Following this roar, a powerful divine power suddenly burst out, striking directly into the hearts of everyone present like thunder.

Those subordinates who were still chattering were instantly stunned by this divine power. For a while, the entire scene was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

"You, tell me."

Talos's face was as dark as water, and he pointed at a male god in the crowd who was covered with shimmering scales.

If his memory is correct, this god seems to be the racial god from a certain branch of the fish-men race, and he only possesses a weak level of divine power.

The god whose name was called on the spot was slightly startled at first, with a look of astonishment on his face, but he quickly came back to his senses, took a step forward respectfully, and then began to talk about what he had encountered. Bizarre and strange events.

"Dear Lord Talos, I am the racial god of the three-color murloc clan among the Kuo-Tao murloc branch."

"Unlike ordinary Kuo-Tao fish people who can travel freely between land and water and live amphibious lives, our Sancai fish people's living environment is more dependent on shallow sea areas."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, took a deep breath and continued:

“However, just as this grand banquet had just come to an end, my loyal followers hurried over to report to me shocking news—the water level in the originally calm shallow water was actually declining at an alarming rate! "

"So far, its depth has been reduced by nearly a full meter!"

A distance of one meter may not sound like much at first.

But the key point is that this is not an insignificant little lake or pond!

You know, the vast ocean in front of you occupies nearly half of the entire Faerûn world!

In such a vast sea area, even a mere one-meter change in water level is enough to trigger a series of unpredictable chain reactions and serious consequences.

With such a huge volume, the water level suddenly dropped by one meter. Where did the lost seawater go?

This water can flood a large area of ​​land!

Although he was not the God of the Ocean, Talos, who was in charge of the Ocean God System, frowned and turned his attention to the others.

Asked:

"You are all the same? Have you encountered the same problem?"

After hearing this, the gods nodded in agreement.

It turns out that many believers of this god and his sphere of influence are located in the shallow sea area, and at this moment, the earth-shattering change of the water level continuing to drop is undoubtedly a top priority for them, related to life and death!

Every drop of one meter means that their sphere of influence is greatly reduced.

If the water level continues to drop, it won't be long before these shallow-sea gods may be forced to go to the deep sea and get along with those hateful deep-sea monsters.

"I already know about this, don't worry, I will go and investigate it myself."

"But before that, I need to visit His Highness Pero and ask him about the specific situation of this incident."

As the God of Storms, Talos has great power, but is not specialized in reconnaissance.

And it was daytime at this moment, so he decided to go to the Sun God Pelor to seek help to obtain more relevant intelligence information.

Only a few minutes passed before Talos arrived at the Temple of the Sun.

Stepping into the hall, I saw the sun god Peluo frowning tightly, as if he was deep in thought, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Talos did not dare to neglect, and quickly bowed and said respectfully

"Dear Your Highness Peiro, I'm sorry for coming here to disturb you. I came to see you today because I have something important to tell you."

Then, Talos told Pelor exactly what happened to him, without any concealment.

"Water level..."

Pero sat in the chair, still silent.

Not long after, he stood up, his eyes full of determination.

"Let's go, Talos, you go with me."

Talos was a little confused by Perero's actions. Go? Where to?

As if sensing Talos's doubts, Perero shook his head and explained:

"Go to the Forest of Michael, that's where the seawater backflow phenomenon occurred."

Pero's face was very bad, but Talos became furious after hearing Perero's explanation.

"What? It's the damn Krober? That bastard dared to attack my ocean gods!"

Talos hurried back to his temple, where his artifact Lightning Beam was still placed.

The weapon filled with thunder and lightning power has become a weapon that simply mobilizes the magic power of the thunder element after Krober became the god of thunder.

The power has dropped a lot!

It just so happens that this is the time for him to seek revenge on Krober.

Then, on the sea surface of the lower world, a violent storm appeared, occupying a small half of the sea surface, while the other half of the sea surface was still sunny.

However, the temperature of this sun became higher and higher.

In the camp, Krobe and Osius, who was resting with his eyes closed, stood up one after another.

"Here we come."