When Wen Rensheng saw this scene, he suddenly recognized who the other party was.
Isn't this the unlucky boy - Mala, the God of Hunting, a guy who can only be accompanied by wild beasts?
In the game "Baldur's Gate", a major feature is that there are many books in it, which record a lot of game background.
Reading these books will take you much longer than playing the game, so countless related novels and fan fiction have been spawned.
One of the books records that there is an ancient lord of the end of all things in the world of Faerûn, named Jergal. He was tired of his priesthood, and then divided his power among three people and beat him in front of him, preparing to snatch his super power.
Strong mortals.
These three mortals want to gain each other's divine power through competition, and the God of Hunting has a hand in it. Unfortunately, he is destined to play the role of a clown in this distribution feast——
When he finally stopped the game between the three of them and tried to force them to play with him alone, Jergal had already used his own skull fingers to let the three mortals share his divine power.
After spending a long time trying, I got nothing.
So he said calmly, "Who do I think you are? It turns out that you are the God of Hunting who wants to snatch the power of death, but in the end can only be accompanied by wild beasts. This does not seem to be the place you should come."
Mara, the God of Hunting, was suddenly stunned. He originally wanted to shock this mortal who appeared out of nowhere and try to trick the opponent, but in the end, he was exposed by the opponent.
I couldn't pretend anymore.
"It seems that you know a lot, mortal," Mala said coldly, "Then you should know that you must maintain respect for God."
"Respect? What is there to respect for a guy who doesn't understand the truth about the world? Would you respect the characters in a book?" Wen Rensheng shook his head.
"A character in a book?" The God of Hunting was stunned.
He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his expression changed, "So that's the case, no wonder that old guy gave up his divine power and priesthood. It turns out that he has seen all this a long time ago. All the tiredness and exhaustion are all fake!"
"He just doesn't want to be a clown on the stage anymore, so he's stepping back!"
The more the God of Hunting said, the more he felt it was right. Suddenly he grabbed Wen Rensheng's puppet and said, "How do you know? By the way, you are from the outside world, so you know all this!"
"Yes, I am from the outside world." Wen Rensheng did not hide anything. He is different from other time travellers. He does not need to rely on such secrets to gain benefits. "As long as you help me capture that soul, I will
It will take you to the real world.”
"Oh, how do I know you're not lying to me?"
"We can go to the God of Justice to sign an agreement."
"Hmph, the God of Justice is also an actor, and he is not qualified to make a guarantee." The God of Hunting shook his head.
"It doesn't matter. If you're afraid of being cheated, don't agree." Wen Rensheng said calmly. He could just find other gods anyway. There are always some more real gods.
After saying that, he was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, I can tell that you don't bother lying. Your soul is as noble as mine." The God of Hunting suddenly grabbed him.
Well, my soul is certainly noble, but yours may not be.
Wen Rensheng thought this, but he didn't care about it. After all, who would be serious with a character in a game?
"Is that a deal?"
"make a deal."
The character of the God of Hunting can be known from the fact that he was teased by Jergal before. He is greedy and violent, but lacks much wisdom. After all, he is just a god of beasts.
But Wen Rensheng doesn't care. Only such a guy can do some serious things together without having to worry about scheming.
If he met the God of Lies or other gods, he really wouldn't offer cooperation so simply and neatly.
…………
The realm of the dead - Hades.
Dark, depressed, gray-black land, resting bones.
Wen Rensheng's puppet came here under the leadership of the God of Hunting.
"If you want to find the soul you are talking about, that guy named Yamai Sohei, the fastest way is to visit the Forsaken, and his last disciple, the youngest powerful god, Kelanwo." Before the hunt.
The incarnation of God spoke with deep jealousy and a hint of happiness.
Wen Rensheng understood that according to the history of the world of Faerûn, the God of Hunting acted as a clown in the story.
In the story, the three mortals who obtained three pieces of the divine power of death all ended badly, and they all died in the end.
It is said that Baal also tried to resurrect, but was killed by his own heirs.
In the end, it was another mortal who gained all the divine power of death.
"Very good." Wen Rensheng nodded.
"People from foreign lands, this is not the place you should come to." A somewhat magnetic middle-aged man's voice sounded.
Wen Rensheng knew that after Kelanwo became a god, he still maintained a lot of justice and straightforwardness. This was completely different from the previous Lord of Death.
"I just came to take away a soul that also does not belong to this world. I will leave after finding him. His existence will destroy your world." Wen Rensheng said directly.
He was not surprised why the other party could see through his true identity, because if he couldn't see through it, it would not be in line with the other party's setting.
"Oh, tell me who he is, and I will help you for the balance of the world." The Lord of Death said.
He is the God of the order camp, so He will satisfy everyone's requests.
"his name is……"
Wen Rensheng said the name of Yamai Sohei, including his appearance and general personality.
"I understand, I will find him, you can leave now."
Wen Rensheng then followed the God of Hunting and left the underworld.
"Can he be found?" Wen Rensheng asked.
"If he can't find it, he will ask that damn old man to find it." The God of Hunting said angrily. The meeting just now brought back his shameful memories.
"You don't need to be ashamed, everything is arranged by the director." Wen Rensheng comforted.
"Damn director, why don't you make me a god above all gods?" the God of Hunting complained.
"No, you should feel lucky. If you were set as someone else, you wouldn't have the chance to ask this question today." Wen Rensheng said casually.
"Oh, maybe that's the case. The goddess of fate still favors me. But is this world really just created in a book? I feel that it is very real." The God of Hunting was a little doubtful again.
No one will completely believe something unfamiliar. They always have to question it repeatedly and verify it repeatedly before they slowly begin to accept the reality.
"I've read a lot of books. I won't lie to you. I've read the stories about your world a long time ago, including things like the Tablet of Destiny."
"The Tablet of Destiny, do you know its whereabouts?" the God of Hunting said excitedly.
"Why are you so excited about a virtual prop? I didn't see its ending. I only know that it was once owned by the Three Gods of Death and the God of Lies. I don't know the rest." Wen Rensheng said casually.
"Then do you know the ending of this world?" The God of Hunting then asked.
"I don't know," Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, "I have only seen a small part of it. After all, this myth is not mainstream where we are."
Wen Rensheng only knew a little bit about it because he had played Baldur's Gate and read some novels with the same background. The world was too huge and complicated, so he didn't read too much.
"That's such a pity, I suddenly don't want to go to your world anymore." The God of Hunting suddenly said.
"Why?" Wen Rensheng asked confused.
"Because I have a feeling that I will die if I go to your world."
