I'm really not a dragon.

A dozen minutes ago,

"System, how do I rescue a legendary Baal's son who has had his divinity extracted from him?"

[In-depth thinking: A legendary being refers to a mortal being whose skills have reached their peak. Considering the host's current situation, the host may be attempting to intervene in the war of the Baal's offspring. I should inform him that the Baal's offspring are all demigods, and in the grand game of gods, only those at least at the Ancient Dragon level can participate. Or perhaps it doesn't face any real difficulties, and is simply wasting the system's computing power...]

[Answer: Of course, we have prepared two respectable methods for you. Even a legendary creature is not omnipotent. You have thousands of ratmen under your command; as long as you besiege them regardless of cost, you will surely wear down the legendary creature.]

Alternatively, you can seek help from one of the undead bronze dragons. Metal dragons help each other and will surely lend a hand.

"...Is there a more respectable way? The followers of the Ocean Goddess's power are in the lower city. How should I ask them for help?"

[In-depth thinking: ...]

[Answer: I strongly suggest you consider the Brass Sanctuary in the Eye of the Storm. Gonde, the god of craftsmen, is a serious and upright deity. Most of the mechanics under his command are neutral craftsmen, far more reliable than the wave messengers of the chaotic faction.]

Because of their neutral stance, the dwarf and halfling craftsmen in the Upper City do not take any action unless it concerns the life or death of the Brass Palace.

Salofak has been fighting the Killers for so long, and they haven't seen a single person in the Brass Palace. As long as they pretend nothing happened, all will be well.

"Are there any other respectable ways besides this?"

[In-depth thinking: ...]

[Answer: The advanced elixir of life you possess can be given to a legendary figure; however, the dragon blood component within may have unknown effects on them...]

Let's go back to the present.

Dozens of rotting rats exploded into a cloud of bluish-green poisonous mist, which sizzled as it landed on Salofok.

These creatures are called "Bane's Hemorrhoids" for a reason; the acidic toxic mist produced by their explosions is comparable to a mage's Death Cloud spell.

Even for legends, eyesight is a relative weakness.

Salovey closed his eyes.

But a phantom appeared behind him, one of his legendary moves, Death Stomp.

A devastating shockwave blasted toward his right, destroying numerous buildings in its path.

Suen, who had been hiding in the shadows, was forced to reveal himself, and he called out.

"Now, Big Tooth!"

A swarm of evil rats emitting a twisted glow appeared on the city streets.

When a swarm of skull rats gathers together, their intelligence and mental power are superimposed on each other. In units of 100 rats, every additional 100 rats can unleash a spell of a higher level. For example, a swarm of 200 rats can unleash a spell-like ability of level 2.

400 is a fourth-level spell!

However, due to the racial restrictions of the rat population, the fourth ring is the limit!

Big Tooth's mental power was amplified several times. When it manifested its power (used its psychic abilities), a silver-white phantom dragon appeared above the swarm of skull rats.

[Dragon's Ability: Bite]

[Dragon's Special Ability: Tail Whip]

[Dragon's Ability: Claw Strike]

A colossal, silver-white crystal dragon appeared out of thin air, vaguely revealing the characteristics of a five-metal dragon: the whiskers of a gold dragon, the horns of a bronze dragon, and the streamlined skull of a silver dragon…

The crystalline dragon formed from psychic power lunged at Salofok.

"Bang!"

Even with his eyes closed, Sarovok still instinctively smashed the crystal dragon's skull with a single punch, and Big Tooth clutched his head, letting out a squeaking wail.

at this time,

Sarovok sensed something, and his eyes opened slightly, catching a glimpse of Suen's figure teleporting to his feet.

Using the bloodlust of the Three Disciples, Suen teleported to the Grand Duke's side. He reached out and grabbed the Grand Duke's wrist.

Not far away, a group of red-skinned rats stole a druid's divine spell scroll from a magic general store, tore it open, and moonlight shone on the silvery-white rats. Under the blessing of the moonlight, the originally ordinary Moonlight Rats gained spellcasting abilities no less than those of the Skull Rats.

With the combined efforts of several rats, a [Otiluc Elastic Magic Orb] enveloped Suen and Grand Duke Flame Fist like a shield!

Salovek's fist slammed heavily onto the ball.

【Ottiluc's Bounce Orb】is a quirky spell, almost impossible to destroy by any conventional means! The price is that the person encased in the orb is also unable to perform any actions.

The magic orb enveloping Suen and Grand Duke Flame Fist flew backward, smashing through more than a dozen walls.

"Trickery, the choice of the weak!"

He reached out and grabbed the flying sphere, and a phantom image chased after Su En.

One of the legendary moves, Death Strike.

puff!

The magic orb had just dissipated. A dark shadow pierced Suen's chest, the intense pain tearing at his sanity. He knelt on the ground, the portal behind him flashing with blinding lightning.

Grand Duke Flamefist slightly opened his eyes, and when he saw who had saved him, he was stunned. "You, how come you're still at Baldur's Gate!"

Su En slumped to the ground, pulled out a bottle of potion emitting a soft glow from his pocket—a high-grade life elixir, a potion he obtained from his daily missions!

[Advanced Elixir of Life]

[Effect: Slightly increases age; after drinking the potion, no matter how severe the injury, it will remain fixed at a minor level.]

"Take it and drink it!"

"You should have left this place of trouble." The Grand Duke closed his eyes, a bitter smile on his face. "Leave me alone."

"You promised the dwarves and barbarians that you would seek justice for me."

With trembling hands, Suen tightened the bandage around his chest, forcing the wound to stick together. If he had any health, Salafock's Death Strike would have nearly brought him to the brink of death.

Looking back now, Salofak probably never intended to lay a hand on him back at the manor.

"So it was them!"

Grand Duke Flame Fist, as if struck by a sudden thought, smiled faintly. Leaning against the wall, he weakly pointed to his chest. "Fine! Sending you to prison was my mistake! Pull the dagger out for me! I can't do anything if you don't!"

Su En gripped the divine dagger and slowly pulled it outwards.

Golden blood continued to gush out.

This is a very beautiful short sword. After being soaked in blood, its appearance has changed drastically. Now the blade is ornately designed, the edge is gleaming, and it is covered with strange runes.

[Detected: The Artifact - Baal's Murder Blade]

[Needs synchronization]

【巴尔的谋杀秘刃是一把混乱邪恶的智能武器。智力为21，感知24，魅力24。它具有120尺听觉及120尺黑暗视觉。】

[Declaration of Murder: While wielding this weapon, you must name a person you are about to kill and kill him within five days; otherwise, you will be hunted down by Baal's killers.]

[Shadow Blade: While wielding a dagger, you can enter stealth at any time. Before the next dawn, you can cast the following spells: Masterful Craftsmanship, Illusion, Advanced Illusion, or Phantom Assassin. Your spellcasting level is considered equivalent to that of a level 14 Archmage.]

[Blasphemy Assassin's Embrace: When used by Baal's Blasphemy Assassin, Head of Death, this weapon is considered a +5 weapon, and all damage it deals is divine damage.]

This weapon seems quite powerful; even if it's not for Baal the Assassin, it's still a pretty good weapon.

Grand Duke Flame Fist drank half of the potion and poured the other half into his wound.

"Listen, Odelle's child, this potion will restore some of my strength. I can repel Sarovock, but I can't kill him. In a moment, when I face him, you take the opportunity to escape!"

Suen raised her head blankly.

What nonsense is this old man talking about? He went through so much trouble just to get him to safety.

"The moment that dagger pierced my chest, my life began its countdown. During the Battle of the Five Armies, I nearly wiped out my brothers, suppressing their Baal divinity within me, hoping that my cruel father would perish with me after my death. But this dagger destroyed everything. It ripped a small portion of my divinity from me, leaving an unhealable wound deep within my soul. Baal divinity will continue to drain from this wound until my father is resurrected!"

"A long time ago, to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, I asked a high mage to cast a safety spell on me. If the balance were to completely spiral out of control, my body would be petrified, sealing away my divinity and severing any possibility of Baal's resurrection. So, I am about to die, my child."

That old Deng, he's really ruthless to himself!

Suen was speechless for a moment, somewhat at a loss. "Is there no other way?"

Grand Duke Flame Fist looked intently at Su En, closed his eyes, and sighed, "Yes, but I will never use it, and you mustn't use it either! Stay away from my daughter! I beg you!"

Suen couldn't understand.

What price is so high that even death is unacceptable?

Grand Duke Flame Fist looked at the portal behind him, patted Suen on the shoulder, and then walked in.

-

The rescue team was surprised that Suen was able to rescue the Grand Duke right under Salofok's nose.

Everyone is incredibly excited right now. As long as Grand Duke Flamefist recovers, every single one of the cult members of Baldur's Gate will be caught.

As Salofok prepared to give chase...

Several exemplary paladins exchanged glances and joined forces to block Sarovok's path.

"Your courage in challenging the strong is commendable! But if you die because of it, I hope you will have no regrets!"

"Salofark! Your atrocities must end!"

The drow paladin raised his rapier, while the paladin beside him held his shield and gripped his longsword. A radiant aura of conviction emanated from them, as solid as a fortified city.

Ould Ravengard patted the squire on the shoulder; he too had chosen to stay.

"Find the Grand Duke and protect him! Our sacrifice will be worthwhile!"

Just as he resolutely walked toward Salofok, a loud voice rang out from behind him.

"Uld Ravengard, give me your greatsword! Go evacuate the residents and find somewhere to hide! Leave the rest to me!"

He turned around, both surprised and delighted, his coal-black face barely containing his excitement. "Yes, Duke!"

Sarovock punched the paladin charging at him, sending the poor paladin charging backwards into the garden beside the road.

Sarovok casually picked up the longsword that the other person had dropped.

suddenly,

He sensed something, raised his glowing eyes, and looked at the old, tired, yet still spirited man.

"My brother, Apodel!"

"Salovey, it's a shame we'll meet like this."

This legendary city is closely linked to the fate of the Baal princes.

One hundred years ago, the two sons of Baal stood here, facing each other; one hundred years later, they face each other again.

Fate is like an unsolvable circle.

Two legends provided their answers.

The all-out battle between the two unleashed a devastating storm; each collision was like thunder in the storm, emitting a furious roar.

Suen lay by the roadside, blood seeping from his chest. A group of rats surrounded him. Big Tooth carried a medicine bottle, pouring half of the bright red healing potion into Suen's chest and the other half into the corner of his mouth.

But it was all in vain; the damage caused by Salovey's legendary move was too severe.

"Lord Urd, we've found him!"

Beside the garden of the Goddess of Springs, pairs of eyes watched over Suen. When they saw a stranger arrive, Big Tooth's scales bristled, and his eyes flashed with psionic energy.

Urd felt a chill run down his spine. "It seems our friend is a druid. Clever little fellow, would you be willing to let us help?"

Big Tooth thought for a moment, then used his psionic energy to vibrate the air, emitting a voice similar to that of a human infant: "You are a paladin!"

"I'm not, but others are!"

"Paladin, come here! Everyone else, step back!"

Urd wisely stepped back behind the crowd, and several paladins stepped forward, raised their hands, which radiated holy light, and placed them on the critically injured and dying Suen.

After a long time,

Su En slowly woke up, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw several familiar faces flash before her.

"Greetings, young man!" Urd raised his fist and pounded it on his chest.

Suen glanced at the drow paladin. "This is Urd Ravengard, the Grand Duke's right-hand man, a high-ranking officer, at least much higher in rank than me."

"Where is the Grand Duke?" Su En asked, only then realizing how hoarse his throat was.

"The storm has subsided not long ago, and the battle between the Grand Duke and Shalowok is over. I think that legendary son of Baal is probably no longer able to threaten Baldur's Gate."

"Is he... is he still alive?" Suen asked in a hoarse voice.

Suen repeated the last words of the Flame Fist Duke.

The group's expressions changed drastically; ignoring the aftershocks of the battle, they rushed towards the Grand Duke's position.

At the very center of the storm, Salofok vanished, leaving only a cracked statue standing.

Grand Duke Flame Fist turned into a stone statue.

-

In Silver Shield Manor,

Thorlin sat upright at his desk, listening to the outcome of the attack.

"You mean, Apodel sealed away his ever-decreasing divinity at the cost of his own petrification? This Grand Duke is truly a clever man."

"As the sons of Baal die one by one, the murderous divinity that flowed from them will gather together, and Baal will be resurrected in the process. Now we have lost Grand Duke Flamefist."

"It's alright, there's more than one way to obtain the divinity of murder. If we can't get it from the sons of Baal, then all we need is a massive murder that sweeps across the entire city."