The horrific scene in front of us can only be described as devastated. The rock wall structure of the entire bay has become fragmented, and there are several hideous claw marks left on the cliffs on both sides. It is like a scene of doomsday.

If all of this can be explained by the impact of the battle, then the terrifying sight of completely cutting the entire bay and even the island in half plunged Arogathos, who was already confused, into even greater confusion.

And in fear...

The only remaining memory she had was the extinguishing purple light that spanned the sky and the earth, and then all her recent memories were a mess like egg liquid stirred by dragon claws. Just trying to remember, thousands of steel needles were inserted into her skull at the same time.

Severe pain inside.

At the same time, her physical condition was also extremely bad.

It was like a rag doll that had been filled to the limit, with cracks all over its body.

If the dragon's body wasn't strong enough, another species would probably be dead at this point.

So much so that she had to start to wonder if she had made some unspeakable deal with some terrible evil god and then ruined her body...?

This made her extremely frightened and at the same time, she couldn't help but feel like a knife was twisting in her heart.

Because just when she was about to take out some magic items from the gaps in her scales to treat her injuries, she found... nothing... nothing...

Didn't she have the impression that she still had an Arglas Orb that could use spell mirroring to protect her from three fatal injuries? Why was it gone...

Could it be that...she had actually 'died' three times during this period of confusion in her memory...

This discovery was so frightening that the scales on her body stood up. Just as she was about to instinctively stand up and leave this extremely dangerous and strange battlefield, she saw two sturdy figures falling from the air.

"Your Highness Alogthos! Are you... okay?"

The ogre magicians Sicilis and Servais lifted the air dance spell and landed on the fluffy beach with two pops. They came to Arogathos with solemn eyes and asked with concern.

An ogre who can become a mage will naturally have a high IQ. Although evil dragons don't care much about heirs, Arogathos also has the responsibility of Amn's tax collector. If she died in

If they come here, they will probably be punished by their master, so they are equally eager to know what happened during the time when Arogathos was out of their sight.

But...Arogathos also wanted to know, so she raised her head and asked with some anxiety:

"What exactly happened today?"

The ogre brothers couldn't help but look at each other, unable to tell that their 'second boss''s head was already swollen.

She had no choice but to truthfully tell the story that after she heard the news about the halfling's 'treasure ship', she took the two brothers to the Neransir Islands for hunting, but they were chased by a silver dragon that suddenly appeared on the ship.

At the end of the sentence, Sicilis looked a little solemn and said:

"But before we could catch up with you, we were blocked by three members of the silver dragon. But just after the melee between us, three majestic divine auras burst out from this direction..."

"Three strands?!" Although Alogthos had been mentally prepared for this, such a terrifying scene could only be explained by a 'miracle', but she never expected that this was no longer a so-called miracle...

But the gods are fighting...

The fact that she, Alogthos, was able to survive on such a battlefield was because of the evil scale's blessing...

I heard the ogre brother nodded and said: "Yes... at least three of them, I was very impressed. One of them should be under the evil scale crown. At that time, the sky reflected the evil light of the mantra stone, and the other

The two strands seemed a bit obscure, but soon these auras seemed to be blocked by one of the gods, and then... there was that terrifying purple beam of light."

He swallowed, as if just recalling that terrible scene made his soul tremble: "The beam of light plowed directly through the center of the Nelanthel Islands, and everything in the place it passed was dying.

Wither, we have just confirmed that the tauren Torrenir and the people on the island were unfortunately affected by the purple light. Their bodies quickly formed dark purple crystals, but they quickly withered and evaporated... Everything seemed to be like

He was directly wiped out from the world and returned to the void. I tried to use undead magic to retain his soul, but even his soul seemed to be directly wiped out."

Listening to the terrifying narrative from the ogre brothers, Arogathos' original blue scales seemed a little dim.

'Is this...actually a conspiracy against His Majesty Tiamat...'

She was almost certain that she was unfortunately involved in a conflict between gods, and sadly became a pawn - the evil scale used her body to carry out a subjugation!

This feeling...if it were a Citi Traveler, 80% of her would be able to understand her mood at the moment:

It's probably like Miss Hedao driving her luxury car out for a camping trip, but her car was temporarily requisitioned by her boss for no reason and got involved in a street fight with others.

You agreed to commandeer my car, but you let me get off anyway!!

As a result, the car overturned in the middle of the road. Not only did she, an innocent passerby, suffer amnesia, her body might even have been ravaged by the gangsters...

After the two groups got into a fight, they didn't know where they went. They just threw her, a weak and downtrodden woman, into the devastated street...

Not only was my car turned into a pile of junk, but there was no compensation at all afterward...

But she didn't dare to take the initiative to ask for 'compensation'.

Because with the style of this boss, for a little shrimp like her, being able to commandeer you is a favor to you. Why the hell do you dare to ask me for compensation? You don’t want to mess with me anymore?

It couldn't be any worse!

"Your Highness Alogthos, what should we do now?" the ogre brother Selvis asked tentatively.

He did not tell the other party that the ship was still in the waters of Nelanthel at this time. What happened today was too strange and dangerous, and it was not suitable to cause any potential trouble.

It's impossible to say that there might be an evil god hiding on that strange flying ship that the silver dragon emerged from.

He was really afraid that the His Highness in front of him might have a 'brain twitch' due to his unclear state of mind, and he would retaliate immediately with persistence.

Wouldn't that be embarrassing...

Fortunately, although Alogthos lost her memory, she did not lose her mind. She could not hide the fear in her heart and said:

"Go back, no! Let's go to the south, to Calushan, to the Marching Mountains to find my mother... The implications behind this matter are too terrible. My mother will definitely understand my difficulties, she will definitely..."

"But...if you leave, what will happen to Amn's tithe this year?" Brother Ogre asked in a somewhat embarrassed tone.

Arogathos hesitated for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "I have a treasure hidden in the south, which I can advance to my mother. I just went to hide in the south for a few years, fearing that Amn would default on the debt later."

The ogre brothers looked at each other, as if they were relieved, nodded and said:

"Do your will."

...

The first level of Baator Hell, Avernus, Evil Scale Fortress.

Tiamat was crouching on the pile of luxurious treasures at the top of the hall, holding a huge stone slab in her talons, reviewing various financial reports for this month, especially the employment report of the dragons in Baator Hell.

Since the launch of this business, it has brought her considerable profits almost every month, and it has become an income that she cannot ignore at all.

In her opinion, instead of expecting those scrounging guys to sacrifice so little treasure and make a lot of deceptive demands, it would be more practical to let these mediocre people realize some value.

Compared to the dragon cubs who would kill him if he took out a few disaster coins, the generous devils who signed an employment contract with her were obviously more 'cute'.

Maybe the burning plane battlefield of blood and fire or even the bloody battlefield can inspire greater potential in these lazy guys.

It's just that in Avernus, which she regarded as her base, Lord Bayer's "unenterprising" fighting style has never been her liking.

Because a plane with 'copper walls and iron walls' cannot use many giant dragons.

To some extent, this may be one of the reasons why the five-color dragons in Avernus are almost overrun. After all, although the five-color dragons are evil, they are more afraid of death.

But when I think of the fallen angel who replaced Bayer for a while and almost smashed several layers of hell into a sieve...

She had to admit that Bayer was... more disciplined and more pleasing to the eye.

In her opinion, although the fallen angel looked extremely radical and brainless, it always made her feel uncomfortable...

It was as if there was some ulterior motive hidden beneath that bellicose and fanatical face.

At this moment, her red dragon head suddenly became sharp-eyed.

A trace of her consciousness that penetrated into the main material world has just returned to Baator Hell and returned to her body.

I originally thought that it would come back with an interesting memory and the belief of a 'potential stock' dragon, but I didn't expect that when it just returned to its original body, it was like a needle suddenly pierced into the cranial nerve, and half of its head was numb.

The radiating labor pains, together with the seemingly short-term memory, were a little confusing.

Just like the blue dragon Arogathos, most of the memories carried by her spiritual consciousness seemed to have been 'formatted' by some impact, and even the rest became extremely chaotic.

She reluctantly raised a paw and put it against her forehead. After a long time, the culprit, a dark light spot that was constantly disappearing, appeared on her fingertips.

This also made her face become extremely ugly, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Power from...the void...

"Ti,bi,li,wu,si!

"You really...didn't disappoint me!"

She suppressed her intention to immediately pursue the mark and take revenge. She pondered for a long time and murmured:

"But... who is plotting against me! Even for this reason, he is not willing to get involved with void creatures."

Void creatures are almost the ultimate enemies of every plane lawful person.

They are the beginning of the most chaos and the end of the most destruction. Wherever they pass, the stars disappear and everything turns to ashes.

They are not evil, because even evil is a kind of order, just like Tiamat.

They... are the ones who return to zero, are the existences that increase in entropy, are the devourers of civilization, and are also... the destroyers of all possibilities.

During the decisive battle with Bahamut, she accidentally drifted into this world due to the erosion of the void.

"Bahamut! It's all because of you!"

Tiamat seemed to have thought of something, and gnashed her teeth as she spoke the name of her old enemy!
To be continued...