Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Edna was in a daze.

Her companions were also in a daze.

The once charming town of Targos is now only a mess.

The undead all over the sky uncovered the tiles in the upper rooms, rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

There are also some local residents and foreign businessmen and adventurers in the middle.

If the undead relied on the strength of many people, and did not let go of an inch, these people completely relied on their own understanding of the town and went directly to some doubtful places in their hearts to find them.

"Well..." Edna said softly, "Luca, do you still want to go down and look for it?"

"How much will I pay... How many pages will the undead let me read after they are found?" The alchemist thought for a while before asking solemnly.

"Huh?" The "Old Sanda King" raised his head sensitively, "Is the color-resistant scroll something you can just read once? Isn't it necessary to get it yourself?"

"Of course." Nasr said with a smile, "Even for Mystra's voters, it is amazing to be able to read more than 10 pages.

This is a full set of 50 pages, who has the ability? "

He slowly explained to the Sanda King what the end result of seeing too many Nise scrolls.

The undead priestess had a solemn expression on her face, then she suddenly waved her claws and typed quickly on the tablet.

The undead below, cheered almost a minute after she stopped... If at first they just picked up everything to observe carefully, now they even started to pull out the flowers and plants by the roadside.

"The old dog said... We can open a library at the port of Aglaia." The 'Old Sanda King' said yearningly, "There is no place between the harpist building and the fountain and pool square of the Temple of Aglaia. It's a vacant lot!

Hill didn't like the harpist very much, so he never took advantage of that place.

But if we go to buy it, he should be willing.

hehe~

Isn't the harpist an intelligence organization created by Mystra? Just enough for them to look at the Hall of Nexo Scrolls next door.

This must be fun.

Right? Edna. "

"Uh..." Edna was stunned for a moment before answering, "But wouldn't this cause trouble for Lord Hill?

Someone is sure to want to rob! "

"Tsk!" The Old Sanda King waved his hand, "You don't understand that.

Even if it is an evil force, it depends on the cost-effectiveness of doing things.

Between spending 10,000 gold to enter the hall to read the Nite Scroll and fighting with Hill, who has several powerful gods behind him and can carry mountains, even Talos would not be so stupid! "

"Old age." Someone called softly behind her, "Don't talk about it, if you continue, you will become the same level as the old dog."

"What do you mean?"

"Talos didn't know what was going on, but suddenly a big storm broke out in Waterdeep City and went directly to Aglaia."

"What?" The "Old Sanda King" exclaimed, "Damn! Even if he's not afraid of Hill... Didn't it mean that Lansendel, Shar and Selene are all in Aglaia?

Isn't Selune still running to chat with the time-space artifact? "

"It's...a chilling news to hear." DeVes said softly.

He looked up at the unpredictable Nasr, and said innocently, "Don't you think what I said is wrong? Nasr."

"Shouldn't we be talking about the really crazy Talos now?" Nasr's face was calm and calm, "Is his storm going to turn around in Aglaia?

I guess it's to scare Lord Hill... I think it's more likely that he's going for Orul. "

"It seems so." The undead looked down at the tablet, "When they were about to reach the Harper Building, they turned into the sea... Ah! A sea tornado with a terrible scratch came out, and it was going to be a tsunami!

Tsk, the Tustin ship is just off there!

This guy is so annoying!

Um? How did Hill come out? Can the temple of Aglaia be able to suppress this tsunami by itself? "

The ‘Old Sanda King’ turned around and grabbed his tablet, and put it straight ahead.

"Don't you have it yourself?" The undead exclaimed angrily.

"What? Can't you? I just don't want to listen to your lame explanation!" The 'Old Sanda King' stared at him strangely, and clenched his hands into fists and hit each other... The sound of the pretty and cute pink gloves hitting is also very loud. Crisp and nice, the producer is estimated to have specialized in percussion.

Edna turned her head to the side, she only felt that the sound of laughter was coming from all directions, but no one dared to let out a wild laugh... Although only a few days of contact, the team members including the Dark Night Believers, Already in awe of the 'Old Sanda King'.

Then she couldn't help but look at the tablet on the small table... Speaking of which, she had only heard how powerful Lord Hill was... and how frightening the dragon was, she had never seen him before. Getting started!

The lord's style of doing things is somewhat difficult to determine. In the style of the Toril gods, no one will try to fight him to the death until his weakness is found.

As for strength... Vol'jin is still locked up!

Tsk, the useless gods are in prison, and the vicious guys have been swaying everywhere!

Hill stood quietly on the sea, and in front of him was a 20-meter-high wind and waves and the terrifying force of destruction above the wind and waves.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Hill raised his crystal fan to the maximum, which was rare, and waved it vigorously. Twelve hurricanes swept out, madly rushing towards the storm behind the big wave.

And behind him, the soft blue ocean light on the Temple of Aglaia has advanced along the coast to the sea, and the frantic sea water has returned to its usual calm.

A huge figure suddenly rushed over from Waterdeep City: "Lord Aglaia! You! Why do you have the power of wind?

Are you not a natural mage? "

"Talos." There was a hint of anger in Hill's voice, "Assault on my territory? Are you provoking me?"

"It's just passing by." Talos explained quickly, "I don't believe you can't tell, I'm heading for the big glacier in the north!

This is something inside our Furious Pantheon... it has nothing to do with your Aglaia, right?

You haven't said..."

"Haha!" Hill laughed coldly, interrupting Talos' questioning, "By the way, can Aglaia's power stop the tsunami you set off?

Why should I accept your temptation?

Do you think I'm timid and afraid to do anything?

I don't like creating chaos in other people's worlds, but I will not tolerate... humiliation from others!

Great power...of course. "

Talos spread it out and said, "But you have already caused me trouble. Didn't I just slap me?

Compared with your secret support for Aurel to leave my camp, I can…”

"Heh~ What does that have to do with me?" Hill smiled softly, "Isn't the Bitter Winter Maiden daring to leave the Furious camp, relying on the spell plague after the fall of Mystra?

Besides... What's your dissatisfaction, why don't you go to her kingdom of God to find her?

I remember... it's not a secret, is it?

Why are you mad at me, an innocent person?

Don't you think I'm being bullied? "

Talos glanced indifferently into the distance, even him, such a powerful wind, waves and tsunami could not be launched easily... Toriel was too locked up by ao, and the divine power of his incarnation was not enough to support... The first few Heaven also wasted a lot of power in fighting the Chosen of Mystra.

But he had to get that big goblin out of self-isolation!

Otherwise... Talos, who saw the current state of Icewind Dale, couldn't help gnashing his teeth... Who knows if the undead will run out of Toril with the stubs of the golden apple tree?

Hill silently observed the somewhat unpredictable expression of the Lord of the Storm, and then realized that the other party... was afraid of what happened to the tattered branches of the undead who dig three feet into the ground?

After all, those guys really even dug the mouse holes in the warehouse.

The rulers of Icewind Ten Towns are not stupid. After knowing what the ghost princes want, they directly open their warehouses and let these people go in and find them by themselves. , take it at will.

If it was before, they must have worried that someone would rob.

But now, Tempus and his son and daughter are still watching!

The administrators of Ten Towns are eager for someone to jump out and ask for trouble.

The Icewind Dale people who have simply dedicated their faith to the God of War and claimed to use the money from the sale of warehouse supplies to build the God of War Temple in Ten Towns are fearless at this moment!

Of course, this is after confirming that Tempus has made a deal with the undead.

The scene of the tens of millions of eight-ring professionals, almost instantly killing the orc army, made Icewind Dale people tremble a little when they thought of it.

So even though the one who was digging the mouse hole with his **** in front of their door was just a child with a height of 1.2 meters and a childish smile on his face, the Northlanders who were more than 2 meters tall in Icewind Valley chose to detour silently.

Just... a little curious, do these elves really think there is something in these holes?

After all, more than half of the families in Bingfeng Ten Towns are impoverished, and mice are also a delicacy for them.

In those mouse holes in the town, it is estimated that even grass seeds cannot be found.

The smart mouse has long since moved, and there is not much food to be found in the town anyway.

Stupid... ah! There is no such thing.

The anger in Hill's heart, who wanted to understand, dropped a little... After all, anyone who sees the guy he hates fighting for something that doesn't exist will want to smile.

He tried hard to maintain the expression on his face, and said indifferently: "Now, can you leave my territory? Lord of the Storm."

"You... why do you have the power of the wind element?" Talos didn't forget his theme... For him, this was much more important than planning for Oluer!

This guy... The sea **** who brought Toril has almost turned Ambory into a shark head, does he also want to replace him Talos?

The priesthood of the storm will always belong to him Talos!

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