Spellcasting Heavens

In the deepest secret room under the Luskan Mage Tower, several dragon mages were busy using necromantic spells to embalming a radiant female corpse on the ground.

The owner of this corpse is none other than Charis, the goddess of cats and dancing, whose beauty can only be matched by the goddess of love, Sune.

You don't need to ask to know that this goddess who is keen to have fun in time, unfortunately met Zhang Cheng, who has no love for fragrance and jade, and was killed on the spot, and the body was brought back to make a demigod mummy.

In fact, due to Zhang Cheng's unbridled hunting and killing recently, many gods who have not yet realized what happened have been brutally murdered. Counting the cat and dance goddess Xia Ruisi in production, there are already six of them. .

Although these undead wrapped in bandages are far from comparable to real gods in terms of strength, the residual divinity in their bodies and the forbidden magic rituals used in the production process lead them to have unimaginable physical properties. With magic resistance and spell-like abilities.

Coupled with the rune weapon replacement system designed and made by Zhang Cheng, it is enough to pose a fatal threat to the gods in the form of saints.

After all, since he decided to fight against the gods, he naturally had to make corresponding preparations, at least to ensure that even if the owner behind the parchment scroll did not take action, he would have a chance to escape when he was besieged.

As for directly killing all the gods in the Faerun Continent, he didn't have this option at all in his heart.

Not to mention whether Ao, the god of the gods, will intervene, the combination of so many gods alone is an irresistible force.

Don't look at the fact that killing a god is as simple as slaughtering an animal, but Zhang Cheng is very clear that the reason why he can achieve such a terrifying record is that the gods are used to being arrogant before, and have not realized how fragile the form of the saint is.

But now, since Bane, the god of tyranny, and Thom, the god of loyalty, have both been killed, some of the gods have begun to call friends and gather together in twos and threes.

In particular, Tyr, the god of justice, and Ilmat, the god of misery, even actively ran to contact the allies of the good camp, and it seemed that they intended to avenge Thom.

Just like many scholars like to often mention a sentence when recording history, the horn of battle has been sounded, and the battle between justice and evil is about to come.

However, as the lunatic who provoked this war, Zhang Cheng didn't even care about what happened in the world of accidents, let alone the army and gods that were constantly gathering in Waterdeep City. Instead, he devoted all his energy to researching the great Arcanists of Netheril. Legacy of magical knowledge.

Because he was not a fool and knew that he was destined to lose in this war, he never planned to mobilize Luskan's military power from beginning to end.

This disturbing silence continued until news of the murder of Baal was killed by Cyric, when he finally put down his research and left the spire alone, dragging his massive body slowly toward Waterdeep. go.

Since there was no intention of concealing it, the entire Waterdeep City fell into a panic in just ten minutes or so.

...

It's here!

Azus, the god of mages, sat at the table with a solemn expression, and informed the other gods what the Harper Alliance had just received.

As the titular husband of the goddess of magic,

The first missionary mage in history, the great spellcaster who defeated the god of prophecy Savras with his mortal body, his power and status are beyond doubt.

What does this dragon want to do? Could it be as the rumors say, it is extremely hostile to the gods and wants to kill us all? The goddess of love, Suni, stroked her dazzling fiery red long hair, her beautiful eyes revealing a hint of forgiveness. There are many people present or the irresistible charm of God.

No! I always feel that it hides some unspeakable secrets. It's not that we haven't seen the madman who is the enemy of the gods, but it is obviously different. The goddess of the moon, Su Lun, shook gently. Shaking his head denied the guess.

She is one of the earliest twin goddesses born in this world. She has existed since the beginning of life. She has seen many crazy individuals and organizations that are hostile to gods, but no one has ever been like this black dragon in front of her. A dark cloud hangs over the gods.

It is true that most of the current situation stems from the punishment of the god above, but what is even more terrifying is the careful plan revealed behind the whole thing.

See which of the gods were the first to die?

Gargoth, the god of cruel officers!

Myril, the god of singing!

Without exception, he is the weakest among the gods, and he is also the guy who basically has few allies.

Plus that legendary magic that can instantly break the divine shield!

As long as you are not an idiot, you can clearly realize that the other party has already made sufficient preparations before the turbulent year begins!

A lunatic with a cool heart and a bright mind?

Su Lun didn't know what words to use to describe it, let alone why someone could know in advance of the coming of the turbulent year, and even expected the fierce reaction of the God of God after the loss of the Slate of Destiny.

In contrast, the performance of Tyre, the god of justice, is much more direct.

I saw him slapped the table hard, and said with a serious face: No matter what purpose it has! In short, we have to prepare for battle! It's better to leave Waterdeep City, lest innocent civilians be affected.

Agree! I think Desarin Riverside is a good place. Irmat, God of Suffering, echoed without thinking.

In that case, let's collectively move to the Desarin River and wait for the arrival of this giant dragon. Azus hesitated for a moment, then quickly made a choice.

After all, once the gods are fully developed, it is bound to cause huge damage. If it is in Waterdeep City, it is estimated that this city with a long history and a large population will turn into a mass of ruins in a few minutes.

Watching the backs of the gods in the conference room getting up and leaving, the god of war Tempus opened his mouth, gently stroked a black giant sword full of gaps, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: Are you starting a war with the gods alone? It's an unparalleled feeling! My blood is boiling! Come on! Let's have a fair game!

war!

Kill!

die!

For an ancient god who rules the wars and battles of the entire world, nothing excites him more than his present state.

As for how many gods died?

What if you want to kill all the gods?

War is inherently chaotic, disorderly, and full of surprises, and no one knows what will happen in the next second.

Especially the wonderful feeling of brushing past death is definitely the favorite of true warriors.

Tempus couldn't remember the last time he experienced this feeling, but he knew that the coming black dragon was definitely capable of giving himself a taste of failure and death.

This is the real battle!

The fight he craves!

And the act of crushing the weak with great strength and experience is not worthy of being called a battle...

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