Broad World

Almost everyone knows that the fate of the Son of Baal is grim and tragic. Because from the moment they were born, they were stamped with the label of killing, and blood will always be around them. Unless a new god of killing inherits the throne, even death cannot be truly relieved.

From the moment Aberdell made up his mind to fight for the bloody throne, he knew very well that the road would not be easy, and he might even die at any time. Especially after losing his divinity, Barr's consciousness seemed to have completely broken free from the cage, whispering in his ears all the time, tempting him to fall into boundless darkness and killing.

Undoubtedly, when the ship was about to sink, he completely lost control, embraced the power hidden deep in his soul and blood, and transformed into a terrifying monster, a perfect killing machine. This situation not only brought danger to teammates, but also suffered a very serious erosion.

"So you have embraced the bloodline and have the ability to freely transform into a killer?" Henry asked in a low voice. His voice was very low, except for Jaheira, Imon, and the two who were talking, the others could not hear him clearly.

Aberdell nodded helplessly: "Yes, I have no choice at all. I met a lot of enemies in the dream, Sarevok, Joan Irenicus, Barr, and some unknown Monsters, they rushed up like crazy. I can only use the power of my blood to protect myself. Now as long as I have this idea, I can become a killer at any time, and I can guarantee that my consciousness will not lose control." "If I don't encounter If you are in danger of your life, don't use it anymore. Because every time you use it, your soul will slip one step in the direction of evil, and once you cross a certain line, there is no way to turn back. Its influence on your character is beyond imagination, plus Be careful." Henry patted Aberdare's shoulder comfortingly after he finished speaking.

He knew that as the son of Baal, this situation was unavoidable. With the development of one's own abilities. Sooner or later, he will realize the part of Baal's consciousness hidden in the depths of his soul. Unless the power belonging to the Son of God is completely sealed, a part of it must be more or less fused.

The only thing that needs to be paid attention to now is that Aberdell must not be shifted too much towards the evil camp. Otherwise, all these things done in the early stage will be in vain. With Henry's current status, there is no way to cooperate with an evil god in an open and honest manner. That would not only cause dissatisfaction in many surrounding countries, but the good relationship with the electors of the goddess of magic might also be terminated.

In his eyes, the priesthood of killing should be neutral, without any tendency towards good or evil. First of all, killing is a natural law of survival of the fittest, which maintains the operation of the entire world. Just like carnivores kill herbivores and birds eat bugs, they are originally an integral part of the food chain. Second, the killing of intelligent creatures has greatly promoted the progress of society and ideology. Bones, wooden sticks, stone axes from ancient times. Up to now, the swords, magic, and divine arts made of fine steel are undoubtedly not born and evolved through killing each other. It is killing that brings intelligent life out of ignorance and into civilization.

In the end, killing is a manifestation of a person's wisdom, strength and courage, and only the truly strong are qualified to win the final victory.

Henry had read the detailed records of the Three Gods of Death, so he knew that although Barr was called the King of Slaughter, his main priesthood was actually death itself. Yes, death itself. There was a very detailed description in some ancient materials.

At that time, Jergal broke off his three skeleton fingers, and let Baal, Melkor, and Bane draw freely, whoever drew longer. Whoever gets more power.

Among them, Bane drew the longest one, so he said with a proud smile: "As the winner, I choose to be the ultimate tyrant. Have eternal dominion. I can cause hatred and disputes as I please, in my In the kingdom, everything must bow and worship to me."

He got strife, hatred, tyranny, fear, and became a god of tyranny and power.

Myrkul, who came in second, solemnly declared: "And I will choose the king of the dead, and I am the real winner. For after you die, destroy, and you will be mine. All things die, not even gods. exception."

He got the whole underworld. Became the new god of death.

The third and last Baal said slowly: "I choose death itself, through my hand. Bane, you, the Lord of Hatred, will reach the hands of Melkor, the king of the dead. You must all respect Me. Follow my orders, for I can destroy your kingdom at any time, Bane, and all of you. I can also leave your kingdom empty, Melkor, if I withhold all life that dies."

From the description in the last paragraph, it can be seen that Barr's death itself has a very powerful interference ability, which can not only affect the main plane, but also intercept souls going to the underworld. However, he obviously didn't really make good use of this priesthood. Instead, he indulged in evil murders, causing himself to become the weakest of the three gods of death, only maintaining a medium divine power.

During the turbulent years, through a series of lies, deceit and killings, Cyric forced back the tablet of fate, and was bestowed with all the priesthood of the three gods of death by the god Io. But later, with the help of Jergal, Kelenvor tore the part about death.

This also means that Barr's most important priesthood "death itself" has been completely lost. If Aberdare wins the final victory, then the main priesthood obtained can only be killing.

In Henry's view, if killing is not redefined, then murder alone is not enough to support the throne of medium divine power, and it is also completely unable to compete with Cyric, the prince of lies. It is precisely because of this that he deliberately re-expanded the essence of killing, so that it can cover every corner of the Faerun continent. I believe that as long as he manages it well, it will not be a problem to become a powerful god.

"My God! Killing can still be understood in this way!" Aberdell was dumbfounded after hearing this. He couldn't believe it, it was amazing that a mortal could understand the priesthood to such an extent.

Aimon also nodded desperately: "That's right! It's a pity that you are not the son of Baal."

"It's really good. I feel the balance of nature. If this is killing, it must be easily accepted by the druids." A smile of approval appeared on Jasila's serious face.

The bloodthirsty Korgan stroked his beard thoughtfully and whispered: "I like the last sentence better, killing is the embodiment of wisdom, strength and courage. It's really great. I'm going to engrave this sentence on the axe, Always in my heart."

All of a sudden, the new doctrine of killing was accepted by the majority. Aberdell even said that if he really inherited the god position, he would use these directly. After all, his brain is not very good, and his personality is somewhat impulsive and reckless. It is not suitable for considering too esoteric issues at all.

"By the way! Do you know where those monsters come from?" Jasila asked suddenly. She subconsciously felt that this matter had something to do with Henry.

"That's what I made it. As a druid, you should know about the lycanthropy virus, right? Those monsters are the sahuagin who were infected." Henry hardly hesitated, and admitted all he had done Do something. He didn't have any intention of concealing anything, and he also publicized what happened during this underground trip through the intelligence network of the Harper Alliance.

He just wants to let everyone know that the powerful power and destructive means he possesses now will make those guys who are about to make a move be more honest, so as to save similar situations from happening again in the future.

Jasila looked back at the mutant who was crazily biting the murloc and shouted: "This is impossible! Those infected with the lycanthropy virus will only transform on the night of the full moon!! And those monsters are not lycanthropy at all. people!"

Henry smiled slightly, but because he looked only thirteen now. Therefore, it seems a little naive: "Of course it is not an ordinary beast virus, but a specially bred and improved hybrid virus. It combines all aspects of werewolf, bear man, wild boar, rat man, tiger man, etc. The advantages of this method can not only make the infected have a very tenacious vitality, but also can quickly mutate, devour, and evolve in a short period of time, without the power of the moon at all."

"You mean... just a little bit of this virus... can destroy a city?!" Viconia's voice trembled slightly. She was very emotional, and her fists were clenched tightly.

"This is not necessarily true. It depends on the number and scope of the first infection, as well as the response speed of the local government. After all, this kind of thing is not out of the scope of the veterinary virus, so as long as you take belladonna within one hour after infection ( In some places, the twigs called 菟葱) may be cured. But once it exceeds an hour..." Henry stopped deliberately when he said this. A grim smile appeared on his face.

"Once this time is exceeded, it means that the infected will no longer be able to return to normal, and will be completely dominated by the (desire) desire to devour and evolve. Unless they are completely killed, they will never stop hunting. As they eat With more and more flesh and blood, they will become more and more powerful. As for whether they will become top-notch creatures like giant dragons in the end, it is hard to say. Because this is the first time I use it, so there is no data at all .”

After listening to the explanation, everyone fell into silence for an instant. Jasila, Imon, Aberdell, and Faide showed fear in their eyes. They were afraid of this horrible virus. Viconia showed a fiery gaze, obviously, she longed for this kind of thing with destructive power.

Korgan was as carefree as ever. There is no sense of awe. He even took out his ax and compared it to the monster in the distance, probably thinking about how to kill him the fastest and best.

As for Minsk, he didn't understand the meaning at all. He was chatting with his animal partner hamster "Boob" with his head down, turning a blind eye to the flesh and blood battlefield in front of him.

Only the succubus Nesis stared at his master with adoring eyes. She saw with her own eyes how these common veterinary viruses mutated in a short period of time. In the end, he possessed such terrifying power now. As a demon, she is obsessed with things that spread panic and death...