Dragon Bay, Tanris Port.

Where this bustling port enters the sea, a huge statue of the god stands.

That is the stone statue of Thom, the God of Loyalty and Courage.

He stands proudly facing the bay, facing the stone statue of the 'God of Storms' across the sea from the Dragon Bay. He has stood there for countless years in the humid monsoon.

It just looked at the ships passing by, as if giving these sailors the responsibility to fulfill their contracts and the courage to fight against the storm of the sea.

However, with the fall of Mystra and the 'collapse' of the Magic Network, after learning that these Dissension Cults were following the decisive battle with the Valley Alliance and were about to attack Port Tanres, they sailed out of this ancient city in just two days.

There are probably more ships than in the past month combined.

It seems quite ironic that such a cowardly act of evasion happened so openly under the eyes of the loyal and brave God.

After two days of trekking, the Dissension Cults of Zhentarim have entered Dragon Bay by boat from the east coast of Scar Valley.

Strictly speaking, the scale of these cultists who still maintain order and are willing to continue to follow Bane is not large. They can only see more than thirty armed merchant ships, three paddle boats equipped with armored rams, and sharp silver.

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A three-masted galley warship, this warship has excellent maneuverability and was originally used as a warship by Bane. However, this flagship full of high-ranking priests, after their 'god' disembarked on the coast,

He actually pulled out the anchor and left the port quickly, quickly ahead of other ships, and fled toward the Sea of ​​Falling Stars as if desperate.

So the crew on the ship didn't know whether they were lucky or unfortunate, but they saw that spectacular and terrifying scene.

Although they, as mortals, could not see the tide of dead souls coming from the west, they could see the storm-like cumulonimbus clouds quickly filling the entire sky, covering the entire Dragon Bay and even the Tanres Port across the coast.

Go down.

"My God has indeed gone crazy"

A dissenting priest who witnessed Bane starting to massacre believers on the shore said in a voiceless voice while looking at the crazy scenery on the shore.

"Yeah, it's only now that I understand that in his eyes, we may not be believers at all.

"They are just a group of consumables that can be sacrificed at any time."

Bane, who was staying in the Scar Valley, looked at the incoming wave of ghosts and showed an excited and crazy smile:

"Melkor, you finally made a wise choice. After all, we don't have much time to waste any more."

So under the watchful eyes of the God of Strife, the tide of undead transported by Melkor, the God of the Dead, using his 'power of death' as ​​agreed upon, was slowly poured into the Valley of Scars, which was supposed to belong to the Storm.

In the stone statue of the god.

"Finally, the real power has returned to my hands, Bane."

Ben watched the runes on the stone statue being lit up one after another, and slowly clenched his fist, which was quickly corrupted and blown away by the sea breeze.

Along with the weathering of the original rickety and decaying 'body of the saint', the eyes of the stone statue, which was quickly corrupted and blackened by the power of death, showed ghost-like flames.

Ben slowly lowered his head, looked at the 'Incarnation of God' who had become majestic and powerful again, and murmured:

“This is the power God should have”

boom.

The giant statue forcefully pulled out its feet from the stone foundation on the ground, and chopped it into a sailboat on the coast that had not yet traveled far. Accompanied by a fleeting howl, hundreds of dead souls poured in again.

in its body.

His strength became stronger again.

As for the belief of believers determining the power of gods?

What kind of bullshit rule is this!

The rules that Ben believed in were that of the weak and the strong. The so-called believers were nothing more than firewood that could be harvested at any time.

As long as he is still a god, countless weeds and saplings will grow out of the ground. Even if a piece of land is barren, he can continue to harvest in another world.

Since the truth of the world is like this, why should he, a god, care about the feelings of so-called believers?

They are just a group of despicable beings trying to use his fame and divine power to achieve their own ugly ambitions.

As for that stupid belief rule, it was just modified by the equally stupid silver dragon.

He had never thought before that there could be such stupid beings in the world.

Now that he has the power to destroy the world, he actually takes the initiative to limit his own power and strength!

Anyway, as long as he takes back the slate, he can change it back at any time!

Even going one step further, from now on, in this world, there will only be one God!

That's his only god, Bane!

So Ben, under the contradictory gazes of the Dissension Cultists, filled with fear and worship, controlled the huge 'divine body' with crimson blood mist scattered around it, and slowly stepped into the bay.

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The sun shines directly on the ugly and weird body of the God of Strife, bringing dazzling light. At the same time, the obsidian statue continuously emits an insect-like noise, and its volume and tone fluctuate with the fluctuating red light on its chest.

On the way across the strait, they could only see Ben's head above the water. His walking brought huge waves and countercurrent whirlpools, sucking the ships and believers who could not escape into the sea and blending with himself.

as one body.

At the same time, Kevin and his party, who were in Tanres Port, were in a dilemma.

The original plan to protect the loyal and brave god Thom actually encountered unprecedented obstacles.

They never expected that after traveling all the way to Tanres Port, it was not that they failed to persuade Thom, but that they could not even see the face of the loyal and brave god, and even attracted a group of Thom believers.

'The pursuit of the 'God's Favorite'!

"Damn it! These ignorant and crazy guys, for their own ambition and desire for power, they dare to deceive and control even gods!"

In a dirty house in Xiacheng District, Kevin punched the wooden partition and said with anger.

Elminster shook his head and sighed: "This is indeed a surprising situation. I never thought that the gods would be as weak and ordinary as mortals after falling to the main material plane."

Yes, since the Saint Catastrophe, Elminster has discovered that the goddess can no longer listen to and respond to her prayers instantly and without any obstacles as before, but the goddess of magic still had magic nets that she could use before.

And more gods, probably like Tom at this moment, can no longer listen to the voices of believers through faith.

Therefore, as gods, they may be deceived and used by ambitious believers.

"Then what should we do now?" Anna asked in confusion.

Without Thom as a way out, she suddenly realized that they seemed to have no one to rely on.

Even Lord Tiberius, who could still communicate and lend power through the magic network, lost contact because of the closure of the magic network.

"How about we go back to the Northland, where there is a goddess we can trust.

"And maybe after we leave, at least the group of already crazy Dissension Cultists may give up their military operations against Tanres."

Luo Jiali on the side raised her hand and Angus on the side also nodded in agreement.

But while this group of 'adventurers' were discussing their future itinerary, a magical falcon suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the Archmage's raised arm.

As Elminster read the memory of this magical creature, his face looked a little bad:

"I'm afraid it's too late. Ben is already here."

A blurry magical image popped up between the archmage's open palms.

When everyone saw the black giant statue coming across the sea, their mood fell to the bottom.

Their hearts lead to the fact that Tanris will fall into the torment of guilt because his choices have been implicated in disasters.

Just when the Archmage was about to make a cruel proposal to escape from here with all his strength, Anna echoed the words Tiberius once said to all their citizens:

"Nothing is eternal, and no one can always be relied upon. When we are in despair, the only thing we can rely on is ourselves."

Then, as if she had made up her mind, she raised her head and looked into the eyes of the previous generation's favored one and said:

"Then let's fight here! Teacher Elminster, teach me how to use divine power to fight!

"If it is really difficult, at least teach me how to save these people who will suffer because of me!

“Why do we always have to rely on other gods?

"Now, I am clearly the new goddess of magic.

"Isn't it?"

Elminster's heart trembled heavily as he heard this.

It was as if I could see Mystra and the God Realm working hard to learn the magical knowledge left behind by the first goddess.

He may be able to sacrifice anyone in order to achieve his due purpose, but only the will of the goddess

Not to be trampled on!

Elminster's thoughts were racing rapidly. Soon, his eyes were fixed on the golden bell tower in the center of the Temple of the Goddess of Magic by the harbor, and he murmured:

"Maybe worth a try."

Finally, his eyes fell back on Anna's face, and he bowed deeply to this respectable goddess:

"Your will is my mission!
To be continued...