From Baron's Second Son to Dragon Rider

It is precisely because of the behavior of the three gods of death that they are extremely hair-plucking and extremely profane to life, which has caused them to fall into such an embarrassing situation on the vast continent of Faerûn.

Although it bears the name of a god, it is actually notorious and full of evil. Anyone with a normal mind will turn pale and shy away from it when they hear its name.

Because of this, the chosen ones of the three gods of death - those who are the spokespersons of the three gods of death in the world, are also ruthlessly hated and hostile by the world.

Who could have imagined that the disgusting mind flayer mother body is inextricably linked to the evil god of the dead, Melkor.

You must know that the three gods of death have always been closely united. If the mind flayer mother body has colluded with Melkor, then there is no doubt that it must also have an inseparable relationship with the other two gods.

This is true to the old saying.

Not a family, don't enter the same door.

The most filthy, disgusting, and disgusting forces in the world have come together by accident.

Well...just the Abyss Demon.

But those guys have never had any brains, all they can think about is fighting and devouring.

"Understood, Supreme True God, that subordinate will take his leave first."

Catherick nodded respectfully, then turned and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the distant sky.

He is Melkor's chosen one.

But his strength is not as strong as the mind flayer's mother body.

In the case of unequal strength between the two sides, he should show some respect to the mind flayer mother body.

Looking at Catheric's leaving figure, the Mind Flayer Mother snorted disdainfully.

"He is just a thief who achieves immortality by stealing other people's abilities, but he can actually grow to this point..."

"It's interesting."

As a mind flayer who can peer into other people's hearts, the Supreme God can naturally know what Kesric is thinking in his heart.

Although Catheric has the divine protection of Melkor in his heart, who is he? The mother body of the mind flayer!

Through divine power, he could also vaguely feel it.

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Sword Coast region, Baldur's Gate.

The first level of Baldur's Gate, Dragon Pass Fortress.

At this moment, Gortash, the chosen one of Bane, the god of strife and tyranny, was sitting on the spacious and gorgeous seat in the fortress hall.

A virtuous woman dressed in black and white painter's clothing is concentrating on copying the portrait for him

. The entire hall was silent except for the subtle sound of the woman's brush gently touching the canvas.

However, in this seemingly peaceful atmosphere, an uneasy atmosphere quietly spread.

"I'm waiting...I've been waiting too long!"

The woman who was originally focused on painting suddenly broke the silence, her voice revealing uncontrollable anxiety.

At the same time, her facial expression gradually became distorted, and her original gentle face was instantly replaced by irritability.

What was even more shocking was that the paintbrush she held tightly in her hand turned into an extremely sharp dagger without even realizing it.

"I'm done!"

With an angry shout, the carefully sewn clothes on the woman's body began to slide down one after another, as if they had lost their support.

Immediately afterwards, her skin peeled off layer by layer, revealing the pale white body like a corpse inside, which made people shudder.

Her eyes were all pale white, and her body was covered with veins.

Facing the woman who was approaching her step by step, Gotash still sat calmly, as if turning a blind eye to what was happening in front of him.

His eyes remained calm, as if he had already understood the woman's thoughts and actions.

"Okay, Orin, we need to be patient."

Gotash stretched his muscles and didn't care at all about the two daggers that were about to approach his neck.

"Catheric's army still needs time to assemble and deploy. The cunning guy of the Supreme God has just hid in Baldur's Gate, and it still needs some time to lay out."

"Moreover, your Murder Temple is still under construction, and my position as Governor of Feilong Pass has not yet been fully secured."

"At this moment, acting impulsively will only undo all the work we have accomplished."

Gotash spoke slowly, his tone as calm as water, but full of unquestionable majesty.

When Orin heard this, he snorted coldly and could only take back the dagger in his hand.

She didn't know this truth, but she had always been keen on killing, but she hadn't skinned anyone for several days now.

Her hands are indeed itchy!

"Go to the sewers. I have prepared a small gift for you at the door of the Murder Temple."

The gift in Gotash's mouth naturally refers to a living person.

"Feilongguan Fortress has recently taken in a group of refugees, including some tieflings. I believe you will like them."

Gotash's words were not stated clearly, but Orin understood the meaning.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and she said:

"Don't worry, I will let them know how powerful Red Orin is!"

After saying that, she licked her lips and walked towards the door expectantly.

Just as she was walking towards the door, a soldier hurried in with a letter.

"Oops, Lord Gotash, urgent report from the front!"

"Urgent report? What happened?"

Gotash quickly picked up the letter and discovered that traces of large-scale undead were found near the Sword Coast.

The patrol wrote a letter to Baldur's Gate requesting reinforcements.

"Undead? Catherick..."

As the one with the highest IQ among the three, Gotash naturally smelled something unusual.

"Go! Inform the Red Iron Fist Mercenary Group and ask them to prepare for support. Send this letter to the inner city and say it is my order!"

"yes!"

After there was no one else in the hall, Gotash said to Orin who stayed where he was:

"I don't know why, but there seems to be something happening on Kessrick's side. Although I don't know why, I still have to try my best to help him."

After Orin heard Catherick's name, he curled his lips in disdain.

"That loser, it's so troublesome for him to create undead. What's the reason for this now? Are you thinking about it? Or do you want to die?"

Orin's tone was very rude. She had no interest in heavily armored warriors like Catheric.

"Okay, we are all one body, don't say such words that are not conducive to unity."

Gotash waved his hand, indicating that Orin could leave, then sat on a chair and thought quietly.

"It seems like something big is about to happen, and I have to be prepared."

Bane, as the most cerebral god among the three gods of death.

Naturally, His divine choice also requires a certain amount of wisdom.

And Gotash's wisdom told him that there was definitely a hidden existence behind this incident.