The knight in the abyss

Chapter 729 The Year of Turmoil - Part [-]

"That's really a big bet." Karaline smiled lightly and shook his head at Lancelot, "But Brutal's beard is safe, the sword is not just a powerful magic weapon, it It was transformed by Musk, the god of thieves, but Cyric didn’t know this at the time.”

"A magical one?" Lancelot looked at Star Strike with strange eyes, "Why would he do such a thing?"

"I'm really a sword." Star Strike noticed Lancelot's eyes sensitively, and immediately defended loudly, "Otherwise, it would be useless to be buried underground for so many years..."

"The death of the Goddess of Magic shocked all the gods, and they realized how vulnerable they, and their kind, are during this period." Caraline continued, "Some gods want to retrieve the tablet of fate as soon as possible to end all this, Some gods think about how to extract greater benefits from chaos, and Musk is clearly the latter."

"And he saw something in Cyric that attracted him?"

"Yes. According to the true biography of Cyric, the future Prince of Lies was just a thief on the streets of Zhentil Castle. He was once captured by a powerful frost giant tribe in order to steal a certain treasure. He was rescued by Waugh and a group of mercenaries. The two later traveled to the city of Araby in Cormyr, where they met Anton and were briefly employed by Sune's church, and then met the woman at the beginning of their journey. Mage Midnight. It is said that after witnessing the scene of Heim punching Mystra, Cyric was full of envy and desire for the power of the gods. To help, I just want to take the Slate of Fate as my own at the right time, and Musk, the god of thieves, obviously sees his ambition."

"Human ambition." Star Strike sighed again, "Either create miracles or create disasters..."

"With such a weapon, many impossible things will become possible." Lancelow turned his gaze to Zariel's sword, "Without your help, I would not be able to kill a Barlow Balrog..."

"No, sir, the most important thing is actually the courage to swing the sword at Balor." Zariel's sword responded modestly, "If the person holding the sword is a coward, no matter how powerful a weapon is, it will not be able to exert any force." effect."

"Okay, you two stop complimenting each other." Karaline interrupted them with a smile, "In Port Tantris, Cyric absorbed part of Bane's power, and then on the way to Waterdeep City , Baal launched an attack on the group of adventurers under the instigation of Melkor, and Cyric killed Baal with a thrust from the back, and once again absorbed most of the power of the murder god. If it weren't for Musk Of course, all of this is impossible for the weapon he transformed into. He proudly named it the God Killing Sword to boast of his achievements, but Musk has already been secretly planning how to betray him..."

"This is why evil has never been able to do anything." Star Strike commented, "They are always scheming against each other. Even if they have reached a temporary cooperation, they are secretly plotting to betray each other..."

"What about Zariel?" Lancelot asked thoughtfully, "The reason why she accepted Asmodeus' dark blessing seems to be entirely out of an overly strong desire—to kill the demon Completely wiped out from the multiverse. Under her command, the devil has entered the bottomless abyss like never before. This is a great feat that the previous Grand Dukes of Avernas failed to achieve..."

"It seems so on the surface, but all the glory and merit belong to Zariel, and it is the other devil princes who pay for it." Kara Lin waved his hand, "Avernas has long since lost any production capacity, yes The other Grand Dukes sent troops, provided supplies, and had to house the guys who got PTSD in the bloody battle..."

"Post-traumatic stress disorder?" Lancelot asked strangely, "What is that? A mental illness?"

"Yes, but when I was asked why demons are affected by this disease, my research direction is the abyss rather than hell." The scholar shrugged, "But in the eyes of a non-professional like me, the nine prisons are now The political situation here is also very delicate, although the big devils are still fighting each other as before, but it always gives people a feeling of acting, as for who is acting it for, it’s hard to say..."

"Zariel used to be my partner and my best friend." Zariel's sword said in a gloomy voice, "If she continues to stay in the dark, all that awaits her is destruction. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope , I want her to be redeemed..."

"I can promise you this." Lancelot said softly but firmly, "If there is such an opportunity, I will definitely help you realize this wish."

"Thank you, Sir, I believe in your promise." Zariel's sword flickered, "Please continue, Mr. Karalin, what happened next?"

"Although Baal failed, Melkor kept sending undead creatures to hunt down the group, and Cyric took the opportunity to betray his partners and try to take the Tablet of Fate—but he failed, and the Tablet of Fate fell into the Melkor's hand, but Midnight entered the Obscure Realm and stole from Melkor's throne another Fate Tablet hidden by Melkor. The decisive battle finally took place in the Tower of the Black Rod in Waterdeep City. Kelemvor, Midnight and Elminster, another Chosen of the Goddess of Magic, confronted the Lord of the Dead himself at the top of the tower. Melkor silenced the voice beside Elminster, thereby depriving the old mage of his spellcasting power, and Kelemvor's own sword turned into a giant snake, entangled the warrior tightly. Midnight fired a series of spell missiles at Lord Melkor, but they were all resisted by the opponent..."

"That's a saint after all." Star Strike commented, "Such low-level tricks are useless to him."

"Exactly. Melkor laughed at Midnight's futile attempt to threaten Midnight with Kelemvor's life, demanding that she hand over another Tablet of Fate or kill her lover. Knowing that the Lord of the Dead is not Will abide by the agreement, Midnight pretended to give in, but took the opportunity to release an extremely powerful nine-ring spell: time stop, and successfully reversed the situation. When Melkor resisted the spell, Elminster rushed to his side, but He did not launch an attack, which temporarily confused the Lord of the Dead, but the real intention of the old mage was to make the other party unable to hear the sound—a Griffin Knight hovering in the sky noticed the battle here, and turned towards Mir Kou launched a dive. The Lord of the Dead did not expect this blow at all. He was caught by the Griffin into the sky, and the bag containing another Tablet of Fate was snatched back by Kelemvor. The brave Gryphon Rider almost immediately was killed, but he bought enough time for Midnight to unleash another powerful spell: Disintegration. This blow killed Melkor directly, and Elminster simultaneously summoned a teleportation Gate, transported the corpse of the Lord of the Dead who was about to explode to the Sea of ​​Swords several miles away, and prevented Glory City from suffering the same fate as Port Tantris..."

"Great." Lancelot took a deep breath, "So this is how Kelemvor and Midnight became gods?"

"If that's the case, things would be much better." Karaline smiled wryly and shook his head, "After the fall of Melkor, his undead army was still attacking the city frantically, and Elminster had to leave to provide support , while Kelemvor guarded the passage of the Black Rod Tower alone, driving back the attacking zombies and skeletons. When everyone was exhausted, Cyric, who they once regarded as a friend and The mates, the rogues who later betrayed them, reappeared. He killed Kelemvor with the Excalibur, and mortally wounded Midnight, believing it to be enough for the mage to bleed to death, and took the two Tablets of Fate , and the desire to become a god, left."

　In order to write this chapter tonight, I went to read the third part of the Holy Cataclysm in Waterdeep City again...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)