"I'll join!"
After a long silence, Manson was the first to give a positive answer.
He was originally an ambitious man. Although on the surface he had very in-depth cooperation with the Church of Bain, the tyrannical God, and even zober, the No. 2 figure of the santalin church, was Bain's voter, he still retained an attitude of distrust.
In fact, this is also a common problem of many high-level mages in Fallon.
They are arbitrary and overbearing. They don't believe anyone except themselves. Their attitude towards gods is very different from that of ordinary people, not to mention godliness, honesty and worship. One is almost one. They are eager to be replaced by gods.
Even a guy like Ilminster who serves the magic goddess wholeheartedly has his own thoughts and plans in his heart, rather than blindly agreeing with Mistra.
"I'll join!"
After hesitating for a moment, zazastan quickly made his choice. After all, his ambition to become a God is no worse than Manson.
Looking at the strong desire in the eyes of the two powerful casters, Zhang Cheng slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said in a slightly pondering tone: "In that case, we can discuss how to kill the gods together. Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary losses, I think we should avoid those powerful gods with a large number of believers in the material world, and specially select gods that are relatively weak and lack allies, such as hall, the God of revenge, gagus, the God of cruel officials, Lilla, the goddess of joy and singing Miriel, the God of hunting, Mara, and so on. "
"I think the traitor's name should be added to this list!" said zazastan meaningfully.
There is no doubt that the traitor in his mouth naturally defected to visarene, the Lich God of the red robed wizard Association, with the help of Taros, the God of the storm.
Since the specific name and title of the God are mentioned in mainland Phelan, the God can hear the next few words or even a few words according to the size of the divine power. When talking about important things, most people will avoid calling the name of the God directly.
Although God doesn't always listen to mortals talking about himself, it's no big mistake to be careful.
It's not surprising that visarene and sazastan almost made a death feud in order to compete for the position of the chief of the necromancer system.
Whenever there is a chance, zazastan will not easily let go of his former enemies.
"No problem!" Zhang Cheng nodded without thinking.
Anyway, not long after the turbulent year, the second generation of magic goddess will be killed by the guard God Heim, which directly leads to the loss of control of the magic net. The power of each caster has been greatly weakened, and it is never possible to kill visarene.
For him, it doesn't matter which God to kill. The important thing is to uncover the mystery of God's transcendence.
"Oh, great. I wish us a happy cooperation!"
"Happy cooperation!"
"Happy cooperation!"
……
With the oral agreement reached, the three quickly mobilized their resources and built a secret base in the middle of the complex terrain of the cliff hill to study the legendary magic that can kill the gods.
Time flies. More than two months have passed. Although it is still far from success, we have a little idea about what kind of interesting energy expression form of divine power.
Even in one experiment, Zhang Cheng created a trace of energy very similar to divine power by twisting the magic net.
However, at this critical moment, a news forced him to put aside his research and return to luscan alone.
The reason is very simple. Artemis ntrelli finally completed the entrustment of Basha puck and returned to Qianfan city from Kalin port to fulfill his promise.
Feeling the calmness and coldness from all over the killer, Zhang Cheng couldn't help asking, "did you kill trist?"
"No! I defeated him! But I didn't kill him! You're right! It's good for me and him to leave this shadow. Maybe next time I meet, I'll cut his throat." said ntrelli, gently stroking the gem inlaid dagger.
After several months of training and adaptation, he has perfectly integrated the magical energy filled in the reflex nerve with himself. The whole person looks like a sharp blade inserted in the sheath. Once he makes a move, the other party will have no power to fight back.
"Well done, you finally meet your inner desire. You may have to invest 120% of your energy in the next task." Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction when he heard that the Dark Elf Ranger was not dead.
In any case, trist Durden has involved countless forces behind him, even the struggle between gods. He doesn't want to create complications at this time.
"Oh? What do you need me to do?" ntrelli always didn't like to beat around the Bush and tried directly.
"It's easy! I need you to go to bode's gate and AMM to contact the thieves' associations in these two places to ensure that their intelligence network can be used by me next year."
"Intelligence network? Are you looking for someone or something?"
"Yes, but not now. Remember, no matter how much they ask, promise first. If anyone gets in the way, you can talk to him yourself with a dagger and kill several people if necessary."
There is no doubt that the purpose of Zhang Cheng's doing this is to find the position of every fallen mortal God at the first time.
After all, in turbulent years, there are many gods walking on the continent of Fallon, especially those little gods with low influence. Once they find a place to hide, it is more difficult than going to heaven. The only thing he can do is to cooperate with well-informed thief associations as much as possible.
"I see!" ntrelli nodded softly.
Intimidation and threat are his familiar fields, so he doesn't need to consider too much at all.
"Here, this is a gift I prepared for you. I believe the leaders of the thieves' guild will be ecstatic when they see it." Zhang Cheng handed over the leather bag containing more than a dozen crystal bottles.
These are magic potions prepared by taking time out recently. They can not only greatly improve muscle activity, but also delay the aging of the body. They are the treasures of the leaders of the thieves' Guild.
"I need a month and a half! In a month and a half, you will get an intelligence network covering the whole west coast."
As the last word blurted out, ntrelli turned and disappeared at the end of the corridor in the private room of the central spire.
Looking at his fading back, Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "The three gods of death, the clay version of fate and the God of God IO, I hope you won't let me down too much. What is God and why it can be immortal? It won't be long before I can solve the mystery. But before that, I still need to find some key figures..."