Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Latest website: Shar gently stroked her long black hair with an empty hand, and said coldly, "I won't promise anything with the Death Moon Dharma Bead.

But I won't use the double-burning ritual first until no one angers me.

But those who took the initiative to enter the Night Temple are not within this scope. "

Selene let out an 'ah' in surprise: "Shar~ my God~ you actually agreed?

Did you really like that William? "

"Shut up!" Sarah said angrily. "You're the only one with a long mouth, aren't you?"

The undead were in an uproar: "My God! It's my sister-in-law!"

"William is so lucky? Why!"

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, look here! If you have something to do, come on a mission! The rewards are generous..."

Then the undead disappeared together.

It appears that William has recovered from the shock.

But Edna, who was on the sidelines, suddenly cheered up... eh eh~ Isn't she the only one who died on the spot!

Thanks Selene, Edna feels like she can thank her for at least a year!

It would be even better if Shar could shed more light on Selene's material!

The little girl's **** eyes widened and she looked eagerly at the round hall... Edna wasn't sure what the future would be like. But whether there will be a chance to breathe in the future depends on how much the twins can explode.

Looking at Shar, who was a little hard to breathe, Edna smiled and glanced at the sun peacock with its wide-open mouth and white eyes... Ransendall didn't seem to know who she was, so don't worry about him .

Shar's incident is enough to make that good peacock gossip for hundreds of years... This is the daughter of the dark night who has not had any scandals for hundreds of thousands of years!

Regarding Selene and Shar, unless there is real information, most of the Toril gods will not allow their followers to talk nonsense...especially about having children.

After all, everyone is of the same origin.

Although Mask came out relatively late, he couldn't give him a father... This father might have mentioned a certain **** himself.

Therefore, in the stories in the legends, at most, the girl of the dark night favored whom the girl of the moon favored, and few people dared to say too much.

Even the devil believer who likes to spread rumors dare not talk nonsense... Who knows which Toril **** will hear it? No matter if he is evil or not, hacking him to death on the spot is a trivial matter, and maybe his soul will be torn to shreds and thrown into the dirtiest cesspool.

Even if it is the evil god, no one wants to have more than one father.

Edna, who was secretly glad, had bright eyes: Shar didn't deny it, she just told Selene to shut up!

She has already started to look for the image of William that the undead once mentioned in her memory, and then Edna's little face slowly changed shape... Forget it, if it was really according to the undead, Shar looked terrified. Not a goblin incarnation of Ransender.

Shar in the rotunda is already out of anger... Although she has long known that Selene will not keep her secret, this matter will be spread out sooner or later, but it is definitely not now!

After being kicked out from Ilsdahur, those guys from Bottomless Abyss and Paradise Mountain must be watching here!

Damn Selene! She shouldn't think this **** can communicate!

How did the undead curse? The guy who can't put two taels of sesame oil in the dog's stomach!

Forget it, what's the use of scolding her?

This thing has no use other than bad things.

what! ao that old bastard! Knowing about Mistra's affairs, Selune shut up, and she can talk about Shar's affairs casually?

Just wait and see~

Shar coldly looked at the girl of the moon who covered her mouth with a smirk: "Do you feel sorry for me? Then send those auto-playing instruments that recorded the song Miriel sang for you and played to Hill. !

It's good to have some accompaniment when watching a play, isn't it? "

Selune covered her mouth and nodded silently... She always gets carried away when she is proud, and it's good that Shar just makes her lose face... Well, the Seat of Zaksir and the Orb of the Dead Moon seem to be out of control. It was that easy, otherwise, Shar would definitely send her back to the kingdom of God first.

She must not dare to fight back!

ah~

Even if the whole of Toril knew that he was a sound idiot, it really didn't matter... After all, many gods who like music already knew it.

Even her Silver Moon believers may be hit a little bit, and it will definitely be a little awkward when she sings hymns to her Selene in the future.

But it doesn't matter, the more food the more love is true, her followers will understand sooner or later.

Ransendell looked left and right, then slowly retreated... all the way to the ruins where a row of people lay.

When his furry face suddenly appeared next to Elvia, the White Dragon Queen took a step back in fright.

"Lord of the Dawn? Is there something wrong?" Edna patted Elvia soothingly.

"It's okay, I'll come and see why they don't speak!" The big peacock lowered his voice as low as possible.

"William has the right to forbid them to say something excessive." Edna thought about it sideways and chose the simplest answer possible.

"Alas~" Ransendall fell to the ground in a decadent manner, "How nice they talk~ Why don't you tell them."

The undead standing behind him nodded desperately.

When Lansendel's tail feathers swayed gently on the ground, he shook violently: "Eh? Why is there a blockade here? When did Shar seal it?"

Edna couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Otherwise, why are the undead so honest!

I rushed over and slapped Shar a long time ago!

Just like now, if it weren't for this blockade, Ransendall's hair would have to be bald for them!

If Elvia hadn't been afraid of being squeezed, she would have been pushed back by these undead who were taking pictures of the sun peacock up and down.

Edna looked at 'Honey' hiding between Elvia's claws and squatting to take pictures, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Lord of the Dawn, you know the girl of the dark night and the girl of the moon, this is waiting for you what?"

"Isn't Shar trying to control those two artifacts?" Ransender said nonchalantly, "Although Lady Pain and Lalock are both in Outland, they can't rush over to compete with her.

But it's impossible to just give up.

Now that Shar has made a commitment, we naturally have a responsibility to help her stop those two last struggles. "

"But doesn't that mean that you also offended those two strong men? Lalock is fine, Lady Pain..." Edna asked thoughtfully.

"The little girl is very good at learning!

It's okay~ I don't need to say it, even if it's Selune, when have you ever been afraid of trouble? "Ransondel lazily changed his posture, opening the very decorative tail feathers to the maximum, in exchange for the more enthusiastic eyes of the undead.

The Sun Peacock suddenly let out a grim laughter... a nice contrast to his always fiery voice.

"It's Sigil." Ransender opened one of his wings and posed a beautiful pose, and said in a flat tone, "Ms. Pain is indeed very strong, but that's only in Sigil.

She tied her power to Sigil too deeply, and the city had been growing like this in disorder, sooner or later turning her into something the same as the powerful but selfless will of the abyss.

That's why she has been tempting the gods of other universes to enter, hoping to find a solution before being assimilated by Sigil.

It's a pity, don't look at the unfortunate **** of the portal, and gave his priesthood to Sigil..."

Lansendel looked at the surprised Edna strangely: "Don't you have the inheritance of Azuth? How can you not know this?

At the beginning, although there were many portals in Sigil City, they were all built by various races, not like now, opening a drawer can turn into a door.

Tsk tsk~ She doesn't allow any gods to enter Sigil now, not because she doesn't need it, but because she hasn't digested the power of that powerful god.

After so many years, the God of Portal is still stubbornly floating in the astral world, and there is hope of resurrection at any time.

Otherwise, why would she attack the elf princess on Yongju Island?

The light of natural magic that those godborn elves inherited from the Corellon bloodline has always been useful in sealing off the dimensional space.

But do you understand what that means? "

Edna nodded with a pale face: "Hanging on the dimension gate forever and ever.

In fact, just like the Wall of Unbelievers, in Toril, it is the most severe punishment. "

"It's her freedom to despise the gods in Sigil.

But stretch your hand so long..." Ransendell laughed, "Of course someone will let her know what pain is. "

Edna desperately recalled her memories... Black pupil's teaching to her has not yet extended to Outland, and she can only find clues from those fragments.

However, she embarrassedly stretched out her fist and knocked on her little head: didn't she always have a bunch of messy memories? Why is there nothing here in Sigil?

Edna only hoped that it wasn't that she didn't know anything... but that some of the memories flew away with the scattered soul fragments because of an accidental death.

"Azus is a human being who was later conferred a god, and he may not be interested in these previous things." Ransendel couldn't help laughing when he saw Edna's small movements, "If there is no inheritance, there will be no! These things are not extraordinary. Don't care.

Sometimes, knowing too much doesn't do you any good.

Like this Hubbell family. "

Lansendel's golden eyes seemed to pass a stern light: "How long has this family existed in Changsa Town!

There has always been a lot of things in Jianwan. As long as they are not so greedy, they will definitely get a lot of benefits.

ao is actually quite fair.

In Faerun Continent, the places where accidents are frequent because of the fate of the gods have always been rich in resources, and if someone takes advantage of the opportunity, he doesn't mind too much... Anyway, it will risk their lives.

But you see, this time the Hubbell family just wants to find a leftover to borrow money, isn't it bad luck?

Geez, that's what the traitor has to do! "

Edna, known as the leftovers, showed a polite smile: Actually, you will know later, I may be dinner.

The Hubbell family may be unlucky this time not because they know too much, but because they know too little.

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