Netheril’s Glory - Chapter 987

[Chapter 980]

The thing in the “President’s” black box is a crystal clear crimson gem, but on this round gem, many light blue and dense runes form a mysterious chain intertwined together, Abundant energy radiates faintly from the gem, and the bright luster is also beautiful against the background of the dark box.

At first glance, such a beautiful gemstone is as gorgeous as high-quality jewelry, but after the “President” solemnly uttered a familiar name, everyone present knew this stone covered with runes. What is it.

It is a soul stone, and the one imprisoned in it is the soul of the legendary mage Owen. That broken soul is repaired!

“Come on, talk to us about Methur’s plan, and tell everyone what that Mr. “Archmage” has done.”

Manipulating the ban on the red soul stone opened a hole, and it seemed that the “guildmaster” who had already negotiated with Owen calmly left the stage to the unlucky old mage.

And almost at the moment when the seal of the gem was lifted, the familiar, old, exaggerated and hysterical mental power fluctuations also rushed out of the gem:

“My God, the “Long River of Destiny” can be seen, and the Eye of Judgment can be checked. Everything I did was forced. If I had known about Messour’s life and death, unforgivable, unforgivable, and full of evil The bastard is planning such a thing, I will not come to the Faerun plane, so we are actually on the same front, right? This is a misunderstanding, it is all misunderstanding…”

“Well, it is not so easy to make a conclusion whether it is a “misunderstanding”, and now I need your answer-in the “Praise of Life” plan, when Messour created so many “oasis” in the end for the sake of what”.

He decisively interrupted the old mage’s cry of grievances, and the question from “President” was serious and calm.

In the face of an order from the Throne of the Sun, Owen, who had been locked in the Soul Stone, naturally did not dare to neglect him. He could only stop his begging behavior in an instant, and instead replied earnestly in a frustrated tone:

“That was the beginning of Messeur’s evil conspiracy. There is no “Praise of Life” in the world! Those oases are just pre-preparations for cultivating the “Sorrowful Soul Infection Source”, Mess Ur forced me to build all oases with “Glimpse” Dinasaya and “Heavy Armor” Horal, expel all biological disasters that could cause harm within the range, control the weather to make every piece The oasis maintains a perfect environmental state. As for the completely brainwashed mental retardation of “Sky Shard” Beilein, he has more important tasks… Anyway, every oasis is finally in accordance with the “Archmage” His will quickly established a temporary puppet kingdom, and many people who came here would quickly “reproduce” in a world free from natural and man-made disasters.

And secretly, my two “colleagues” and I will make all these ordinary people become the bloodline owners of magical creatures, and then let them be infected with the “Sorrow of Sorrow” without exception. The soul of lamentation will be carried along the blood of these people from generation to generation, and a huge infection source group will inevitably occupy every inch of the oasis. When the number of “infected bodies” accumulates enough, they will be forcibly expelled Oasis and spread through the portal to the entire plane of Faerûn.”

Oralizing the amazing facts, Owen’s voice sounded full of helplessness and pain, and such “helplessness” did not mean any adulteration.

It is not difficult to see that the old mage really knows exactly what he is doing, and he also knows what consequences this kind of behavior will bring to him.

“God, don’t ask me if I’m crazy, of course I know how the bloodline owners of large-scale creation of magical creatures are courting death, and only a lunatic like Mesour dares to provoke the long river of fate like this. That guy even specially invented the corresponding legendary spell to increase the delivery efficiency of “Sorrow of Sorrow”, I can’t help being an accomplice!”

Almost every gap was found, and the old mage who had just finished the answer didn’t have time to stop, so he continued to cry out his grievances, thinking that “the president” must have given him little time to express his personal thoughts after he cured this chatter and got the information, so that The anxious “inscription sage” has begun to “anywhere” complaining about grievances regardless of the occasion.

However, in the face of the “Strictly Lawful” Throne of the Sun, a word or two of nonsense is obviously useless. Now that it is time for questioning, the “President” will definitely ignore any additional words from the old mage.

So even though Owen’s cry was sincere and sincere, the gray projection with a low tone still commanded coldly:

“Don’t defend yourself, according to your memory, you are just reap the fruits of your own life. With the limited time, you should seize the opportunity to explain what Mesour’s “Sorrowful Soul” is. what?”

“I understand, I understand, with a good attitude, frank and lenient, right? Of course I know the rules… It’s just that this little guy doesn’t really know a lot of things. It’s in the process of executing the order that I know it through private observation. The so-called “Sorrow of Sorrow” is actually a terrible legendary disease. It was independently invented and created by Messour and is specially designed to infect the bloodline owners of magical creatures. The infection efficiency is extremely high and the infection speed is extremely fast. Far away from the source of infection, there is almost no way to avoid it, and its infection ability is even impossible for legendary professionals to escape… But compared to low-level warlocks, legendary powerhouses can definitely eliminate the infection through professional level upgrades…… ”

Following the orders of the “President” tremblingly, Owen, who was greedy for life and fear of death, sold his former “boss” without hesitation, and perhaps because he knew that the crown of the shining throne had healed him He must have probed his own memory, so the old mage at this time took his time to explain every bit of news to show his attitude.

It is estimated that according to the expectations of the “inscription sage”, if the “position” at this time is slightly bad, after the meeting is over, the self who has lost the last bit of use value will be pinched to death by the bright sun powerhouse on the spot.