"It's just as you guessed." Ma Zhe had no intention of continuing to hide his identity, and Benshaba's words saved him from having to worry about how to explain.
The other party admitted so generously that Sherlock was a little at a loss. He had seen big scenes in this game. He had never seen high-level NPCs, monsters, or voters, but he met a living god, even if it was just an incarnation.
, but it was still enough to make him ecstatic.
Because, a lot of information proves that the incarnation of gods is one of the necessary conditions for the electorate's mission, even one of the most important conditions.
"Trouble."
"What's the trouble?" Sherlock replied subconsciously before suddenly remembering that now was not the time to think about the electorate mission. The disaster girl's kiss just now did not know what consequences it had for Mirrue.
"Beshaba's sixfold curse of weakness, aging, slowness, stiffness, confusion, and fear can only be lifted by Tymora except herself." This is not the first time that Maghe has encountered this kind of curse.
It's quite tricky to release any one of them, let alone all six of them on one person at the same time.
"Then what should we do?" Sherlock and Millou had been together for a long time, and naturally they were a little emotional, so he couldn't help but feel worried.
"Tymora has not been to Faerûn for several years. I can only try my luck with her priest. In the meantime, I will use the wind sleep technique to seal her away to prevent the situation from getting worse." Mager sighed.
After taking a breath, there was nothing he could do. He had just recovered to medium divine power and could not forcibly dispel the spell of Benshaba, who also had medium divine power.
After releasing the wind sleep technique and stabilizing Mirlu's condition, he turned to another matter, the training situation of the storm shuriken.
Sherlock didn't expect that the two of them would meet again so soon. His Thunder Shuriken had reached the final stage, but the balance of the three forces couldn't be found out in a short time. He could only follow his best experiment.
The result was used.
He was full of anxiety, but Ma Zhe, who was watching from the sidelines, was surprised at this moment. He knew how difficult the training plan he had set before was. In just seven or eight days, the opponent actually reached the third step of practice, which was far beyond what he had imagined.
Predetermined standards.
"It's not bad, considering how hard you have worked." Maghe grabbed Sherlock's right wrist holding the thunder shuriken and said, "Join Mystra's mysterious fire."
Sherlock guessed that the other party wanted to point him out, and immediately mobilized the silver fire attached to the Sword Guardian. This newly added power was carefully controlled by Maghe and merged with the power of wind and thunder to form a new kind of power.
energy body.
Then filling this energy into the spell frame, an almost perfect shuriken appeared in front of them.
"Remember this feeling." Maghe slowly let go of his hand. Seeing that Sherlock still maintained the form of the shuriken, he knew that the other party had successfully mastered it.
The three colors of red, blue and yellow are completely blended together, forming an orange-yellow color just like the alternation of the sun and the moon at dusk. It looks gentle and harmless, but the power of the three elements of wind, thunder and fire on the sword blade is enough to destroy anything.
Objects in front of you.
"It's a pity that your power of fire element does not come from your own strength, otherwise this spell would be really perfect."
What Ma Zhe said is indeed true. It is not his own power. No matter how powerful it is, it will still feel a little strange when used, and there will be a slight gap in the integration.
"By the way, Maghe, you said before that after I perfectly integrate the three powers, there will be room for further strengthening."
Sherlock looked at the Dusk Shuriken in his hand, thinking about its power and ways to further strengthen it.
"Further strengthening space?" Maghe thought for a while and said: "There is a temple of Shanda Keer on the Stormhorn Mountains to the west of Cormyr and the Thunder Peak to the northeast. If you can take them out separately
With the stone sword fragment hidden inside, you will know what to do next."
The Stormhorn Mountains and Thunder Peak are both within the territory of Cormyr, and they do not conflict with his upcoming itinerary. Although the other party did not explicitly say that this was a mission for the electorate, Sherlock had a strong premonition that when it got the two fragments
is the moment when he sets foot on the road to elect.
Of course, the most important thing at the moment was to save Mirru. After learning that Sherlock had a friend who was the priest of Tymora, Maghe took the two of them to find the nearest portal and teleport directly to Arabelle City.
By the way, the teleportation gate is also in Shanda Keer's priesthood. As his incarnation, Maghe can bring a few people to teleport for free without any problem.
At Arabelle's teleportation point, the two parties parted ways again. Maghe was unwilling to go to the Lady's House anyway and left alone to track down the whereabouts of the Church of Wind.
Sherlock can also guess some of the reasons for this. Just like what the blue-haired girl Benshaba said, her sister, the goddess of luck, Tymora, has been with at least ten figures in her endless years.
Male and even female gods have had ambiguous affairs, and countless mortals have been seduced by them.
Sandakol, the god of travel and exploration, obviously couldn't resist Tymora's charm, but just like countless of his predecessors, it didn't take long for this spark-filled love to come to an end.
If placed in the real world, a woman like Tymora is the absolute template for a green tea bitch, but who made people take green tea to the extreme? Moreover, people in the Forgotten Kingdom don’t seem to care whether they are bitches or not. The private life of the previous Magic Goddess is no better than Tymora.
No matter how good Maura is, she still hasn't received praise from countless people.
Therefore, every person or god who has had a relationship with Tymora will not feel shame after being dumped. Instead, he will feel a sense of guilt towards the former, thinking that he did not do well enough to deserve the love of the other person.
This situation was further reflected after the death of Tyr, the previous god of justice.
Tyr was Tymora's last lover. He was not the one who loved the most deeply and crazily. It was Tymora who pursued him more often, but in the end he sacrificed his life for him.
Since then, Tymora has remained incomprehensibly sad and chaste, and no one has seen a trace of her in Faerûn again.
According to legend, this goddess has been trying to resurrect Tyr.
These secret information are definitely not available through normal channels, but if you are a pastor of Tymora or even a candidate for the electorate, it is not too difficult to know.
Of course, Sherlock has no connection with these identities, but there happens to be one person in his friend list who is satisfied, and that is Hui Feng, who took over the commission together.
