Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The Selba School fought back and forth, and in the end there was only one Necromancer School that had won a big victory.

Haruah, who was more divided than them, didn't know what would be left in the end.

But that's not something Hill needs to worry about.

Edna Mystra wouldn't care either, the goddess of magic least cared about any believers.

Even if she returns to the magic net, she probably wants to learn how to spread the power of the black boy and set up various magic net anchors... On the surface, it is to make the magic net safer, but in fact everyone knows what it is for.

Except for Mystra, none of the goddesses of magic had the great spirit to regard Toril as more important than their own lives.

The most important thing for Hill now is to find other movements between the shades of green and the reds with different concentrations on the giant screen.

"The team from the Amn Navy must be the last one to arrive." Shar gently reminded the three spectators staring at the giant screen, "They are used to group activities, and they are very good at using bombs. So they must have driven all the way from the seaside Come over.

Although the level of security is relatively high, after all, the current Chuerte does not have any particularly strong combat power to trouble them.

Wutao is probably still hesitating, unless these guys can really open those two doors, otherwise he will not easily tear open the space to come in.

He doesn't have any divine power network that can be used to create an incarnation. Once he uses the divine power he left in Chuerte, the movement will be the same as tearing down a house.

Therefore, he could only come in at the last moment. "

And the other one, who would create a crisis for the group of intruders, was looking for differences with the camera at the moment.

"There seem to be a few people in the lower left corner of the volcano." Hill whispered, looking at the confused faces of Selûne and Ransander, he simply pointed with his finger.

Although they were wearing dark red clothes, they were still moving, so they were still seen by Hill.

"There used to be a rumor that Corellon could directly see what Rose was doing in the Abyss from his kingdom of God... Now I suddenly feel that this might not be a legendary story..." Ransander said with great emotion explain.

"Please praise me for my good eyes." Hill couldn't bear it anymore, "This is not a legend, but a horror."

What is Corellon looking at Rose for? After watching her soak all the inhuman big demons in the body of a spider, and then turn into a human form and soak in a humanoid demon lord?

Perhaps it wasn't Gruumsh who pretended to be Talos who spread the word?

It's so wicked.

Lansander spread his wings and fanned: "Oh, that's not good for smart people. They see everything too clearly."

So do you know how vicious this legend contains and still use it as an adjective?

So if you want to fight Corellon, you can go directly to Unleashed Wilds to find him!

Hill believed that the father of the elves must be very willing to fulfill Ransander's ambition.

Shar stared at the giant screen for a while, and couldn't help but also glanced at Hill: "This is Cyric's man.

Maybe it was to guard against Ai...me, so I gave up the power of shadow and used illusion.

If you didn't point it out, I wouldn't have noticed either.

Come to think of it, Hill, you're not fooled by illusions, are you? "

Hill nodded and shook his head again: "Only people who are weaker than Trasil Silver Moon Goddess can see through the illusion magic released.

I can't see Selûne's moonlight illusion. "

Shar said lightly: "Ah, this is very good.

Better than being blind. "

Selûne didn't care that her dear sister was cursing herself, but said seriously: "The cloaks will change color~ I can't see people if I don't pay attention."

Hill couldn't understand... After all, even Ransander's beady eyes could be accurately identified after being pointed out by Hill.

Seeing Hill's confusion, Shar said softly, "My dear sister, it's easy to get distracted when doing anything.

It's not that she couldn't see it, but she went to look at something else.

Then I am impatient, and if I miss it, I will be impatient to find her again.

If it was only her, she might just give up and not look for it. "

Selûne said unconvinced: "As long as you see the result, it's all right?"

Ransander refuted Selone in a rare way: "When you watch the game, is it possible that you only look at the finish line and not the process?

The middle is the most exciting! "

"It was wonderful, but in the end it was a loser, so what's the point?" Selûne said casually.

"Tsk~" Ransander turned around dismissively.

It seems that although they are both fun people, their excitement is not on the same level.

No wonder Selûne and Ransander's relationship was never more than amicable, even though their ability to stir up trouble was not too great.

"The people from the Twin Towers of Amn haven't arrived yet, can they come out?" Hill decided to change the topic to a safer direction... He was always worried that Ransander would not be able to control his rebellious psychology when he found out that the excitement was about to end, so he directly yelled at him. Upper Shar or Selûne.

The Lord of Dawn doesn't care about going upstairs to tear up the tiles or tearing down the house, but Hill cares very much... Even if he is leaving Toril, such a strong floating castle must be left to Lynn!

"With Abert's ability, it is impossible to completely seal it." Shar said calmly, "From the very beginning, she chose to go it alone, gave up the help of the undead, and only relied on the power of the shadow cloak to face the twin towers. I know she won't be able to seal it."

"Why is she so confident?"

"Intermara didn't rely on the undead in Calimshan.

Abert probably didn't want to lose. "

"Huh?" Hill couldn't help tilting his head and asked, "But Amaunata believers don't dare to go to Calimport to trouble the Temple of the Ancient Night!

Intermara doesn't have to deal with a large number of enemies. "

"Just get used to it." Shar smiled, "It's not a bad thing, for me, it's quite worry-free.

After all, these two are typing small reports on each other every day.

As long as I compare what I see, I know what kind of corner the two of them have dug into each other. "

Although it's a bit unbelievable... But Hill still makes sense when he thinks about the Night Temple's more intriguing style than his previous company.

They are in charge of different branches, they look down on each other, and they happen to belong to the vice presidents of neighboring provinces. It's just a matter of intrigue, adding two cups of Erguotou, and a little spark can explode.

Dusk came quickly, and there were dots of orange light on the flame peaks.

"Utao...has a reaction!" Lansander poked his head and said, "He is really courageous, even the Flaming Peaks dare to release so many divine fragments!"

"It's nothing strange." Shar suddenly sneered, "He is a wild **** from outside, but he chose to cooperate with Toril, and killed the group of idiots who attacked Toril with him."

Selûne doesn't like Ubtao very much either.

For the twin goddesses, even though Utao is considered to abandon evil and pursue good, he was a nuisance who fought with their sisters back then... If it weren't for the two of them killing each other later, there would be no such thing as a desolate god.

So she snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Only by linking himself with the land of Toril can he be recognized by the world as belonging to Toril.

For that guy, even if Chult is ruined, it doesn't matter if he has to fall into a deep sleep or even die, and he won't really die completely.

Just wait until you wake up later, as long as Toril exists, he is a rooted god.

For the wild gods who didn't have any planets to stay on before... They may have had their own world before, but it must have been destroyed long ago, so they can only wander in the astral world between the crystal walls, hoping to find a new world.

But their nature is greed and plunder, and there are almost no people like Ubtao who only want a place to survive.

So no world would let them in.

Shar and I fought together for an unknown number of years before we drove all these guys away.

Tsk~"

Shar looked at her fixedly, the resentment in his eyes seemed to flow again.

How deep the sisterhood was before the victory, how much Selûne's actions after the victory hurt her.

Hill sometimes even almost agrees that Shar's cruel and cold-blooded behavior is normal. Fortunately, he still has reason and understands that it is definitely not normal to vent his anger and hatred on innocent people.

But for Shar, all the lives on Toril proved that the so-called sisterhood was just her fantasy.

If William hadn't given her another place to put her feelings on, she would definitely still be with Selûne.

Love and hate, Selûne always has to bear the same.

"Who told them that the Flaming Peaks can choose a real Mystra?" Ransander looked at the giant screen very seriously, "Manx has also arrived! And she came by herself, there is no one around her." That night believer, eh? Bane's men are not there anyway."

"Didn't Benn announce his abandonment of the path of destiny? It's normal to not let his men come to this place in the end~www.readwn.com~ Hill also answered his words very cautiously, "The undead seem to see Jason go Imbutu, it is estimated that Bane asked him to contact the goblin **** below the cliff of Imbutu, and it should be to attack the magic towers in the giant valley from both sides. "

"By the way, why did Sazastan go to the Great Valley?" Ransander tilted his head, "There is no movement from the surrounding countries, and I obviously believe that they will not easily beat me.

It's normal for Butu to be so sure, there are undead bases... what about the others? "

Hill's tone was a bit stiff and he said: "Collude with the Searle alchemy school to make killing tools for Toril's real enemy Gruumsh, use cubs and embryos to do inhumane experiments, and want to completely exterminate humans and giants." dragon."

"Ah... Is this what a necromancer said?" Ransander sighed, "No wonder my disciples didn't tell me the slogan that Searle shouted.

To be so shameless is indeed the type that Ben admires. "

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