"I want your loyalty to me.

"I want to borrow the power of you as the goddess of magic and the magic network behind you."

Mystra laughed angrily:

"Ban, are you crazy?!

"I've already told you! If you don't give me the slate and let me return to the kingdom of God, the magic network will collapse!

"When the time comes, disaster and death will sweep over the entire world."

Just when she said these words, the goddess of magic suddenly paused. She looked in disbelief at the 'god of death' whose smile became more and more crazy, and her voice trembled:

"No! Is this what you, the dark gods of death, originally desire?

"Damn you lunatics! You can't do this!!!"

"Hahahahaha! Mystra, you are finally smart for once."

Ben suddenly laughed: "Yes, the magic network collapsed, catastrophe swept the world, death and strife spread across the earth, turning the entire main material plane into a new underworld.

"Isn't this what we dark gods have always longed for?

"At that time, all intelligent beings under the threat of death and eternal destruction will have to kneel down to me humbly and devoutly and offer their devout faith.

“I can’t even imagine that by then, I will be surrounded by the faith of all sentient beings and bathed in the mountains.

"How powerful can it be!!!"

Mystra roared at the top of her lungs:

"No!

"I won't agree!

"You can't make me obey!

"Don't let me participate in your crazy plan!"

But in the face of the goddess of magic's strong rejection, Ben not only did not feel discouraged at all, but calmed down and looked at the goddess indifferently:

"It doesn't matter. Do you still naively think you have the right to refuse?"

Mystra was suddenly startled, and immediately saw Bane turning to look at the void creature:

"From now on, she is yours.

"But remember our agreement."

"Of course." Hundreds of eyes turned from behind Ben.

And Ben suddenly looked back, a ferocious and twisted smile suddenly appeared on his originally gloomy face:

"Trust me you'll love it soon."

Looking at the countless ferocious tentacles rushing toward her, Mystra could no longer hold back her screams.

"No!!!

"No! You can't do this to me! Ah!!! Ugh!

"Cough cough huh huh"

But the goddess's scream didn't last long, as if it was blocked by something.

This grotesque void creature giggled and entangled itself with the goddess of magic, using its tentacles to dig deep into wherever it could, exploring, and violently stealing everything it could.

Looking at the goddess of magic who was submerged in the tentacle craze in an instant, Ben moved his gaze to the lake aside with some lingering thoughts. When he raised his hand to cast a spell and prepared to contact Melkor, the God of the Dead who was far away in Waterdeep City, he was shocked to find out.

My own spell actually failed.

This discovery made Ben couldn't help laughing:

"Is it true that the Magic Network is out of control to this extent?

"Mystra, it's not unfair for you to lose to me.

"Maybe, this is fate."

With the second casting, the spell finally succeeded. As the lake water rippled, a dark and damp place appeared.

But Ben didn't see Melkor.

What's happening here?

"Melkor, our plan is very close to success. Now, it's your turn.

"Come out, don't be coy like a woman, let me see what you have become?

"Could it be possible to be uglier than what I am now?"

Ben stroked his face, which was so emaciated that it was almost skinny, and then tore off the front of his clothes, revealing the shriveled fat on his chest, and his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Soon, a vague sound like there was shit in the mouth came from the lake:

"I'm here.

"Don't look for it, I have never tried to hide my ugly state at this moment.

"If you look down a little further, you don't have to be so hesitant.

"Laugh if you want to.

"Yes, this is who I am now

"This damn

"The body of a saint!

"squeak!"

Ben tilted his withered head and stared at the tiny creature half-immersed in the stinky ditch in front of him for a long time, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

He bent over with laughter.

Tears of laughter flowed out.

He never thought

It would be fine if Bane, the god of strife, turned into an old woman who was dying.

Melkor, the god of the dead, turned into a rat in the sewers!

This is ridiculous

What fate!
Chapter completed!