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Monica was also confused, and then she shook her head quickly: "It has nothing to do with us."

"Interesting..." Manx laughed, "Didn't Amn keep trying to get his hands into Chult?"

"This is the territory of the Amn Navy, and has nothing to do with our family." Monica said blankly.

"Oh...you can't be Heim's subordinates, right?" Manx murmured, "But...like you, a royal family that can't even control the army, how did it survive to this day?"

"Amn wasn't originally a kingdom." Monica said confidently, "The position of speaker has changed more than once...not all of them come from our Salem family."

"That's why you brought Cyric's power into Amn to deal with Heim believers who are too prominent in the army?" Manx said leisurely, "It was quite successful.

What a happy ending? The devil can't figure it out. "

Monica immediately became vigilant: "Am has always respected the patron saint, how could he do something wrong in secret?

This is the grievance and hatred between the gods, how can mortals match it! "

She will never accept this accusation...Who knows if Haim, who has gone crazy, will kill them all first... At this time, even if he violated his priesthood and killed all the nobles of Amn... No one will take action to stop them!

Isn't Cyric scary just because he's crazy?

But, at least Cyric is still afraid of death!

No one dares to provoke Haim now.

As long as the woman dare not deny that the Shadow Thief was recruited by the people of Amn, that's enough.

Hehe~

What an idiot, actually reasoning with the gods?

It is a sin to ride on it!

Heim just doesn't have time to think about it so much... But she can help remind me that even if the family remnants that these guys didn't bring can be teleported into a part of Sigil City at the moment when the wall of the world collapses, it's nothing meaning.

Those who remain in Toril are sure to perish.

Heim, there are so many voters still alive!

In order for their gods to regain their faith, this group of people will definitely deal with Cyric and his shadow thieves crazily.

As long as Haim believed that Amn, the Semler family, was the main reason why the Shadow Thieves got involved in this destiny, then it would be useless to hide in Sigil.

If they want to survive in Sigil City, they need not only strength but also IQ, the blade will not protect them from being cheated.

Based on the style of the Semler family, who would think they are smart people?

Manx smiled casually: "At this time...how is it so smart? Sure enough...you can tell if you are afraid, can't you?

Daofeng, in your hearts, must be the most powerful one in the multiverse, right? "

Monica's pretty face couldn't help twitching: "Dear Devil Duke, please forgive the mistakes we made due to ignorance."

Willing to admit that he is stupid is really the most sincere apology from a mage.

For the devil, the emotion of regret... is also good food.

Unfortunately, the taste of regret that Manx felt was not pure, and he was not even qualified to be a snack.

She smiled inexplicably, and did not accept the apology, but changed the subject: "Could it be that the great **** of prophecy has grasped the throat of fate?"

Savras in the white sailboat obviously didn't know what was going on outside, but he didn't react at all... It's just that the prayers of the Harua mages seemed to be a little louder.

Manx frowned, a little confused about the situation.

The most troublesome thing for her in the world of Toril is that apart from her own conspiracy, the rest can only be guessed.

However, I don't know if it's because the undead have caused too many troubles, and many things are beyond what she can guess.

After all, demons do understand human nature well...but the undead really aren't human.

Although it can't be said that all of them are the natural unpredictable types of Ransander and Selûne, aren't the discounted chaotic gods not chaotic gods?

Devils are lawful after all.

Of course Manx knew that the undead had order...but that order itself was not in the category that **** was used to.

It takes a lot of time and energy to understand.

At least for now, Manx isn't interested.

She glanced at the white sailing boat, and continued to look at the undead who had already started attacking Luohu with great interest...It's so interesting, she chose to freeze the lake and then move it to the burning forest, instead of directly evaporating it with spells Or transfer.

He obviously looks very anxious, but when doing things, he still considers whether he can save the burning forest.

Ice cubes that are very tightly frozen are indeed more suitable for forests where magma tumbles than water.

But there are no undead left in the forest to fight fires...will help, but don't really dedicate their time completely.

Manx squinted her eyes and laughed... She still starts to analyze the reason why a mortal makes an inexplicable choice as soon as she sees it.

There is really no way.

However, the undead, according to her superficial understanding, doing so is likely to be a whim.

She'd better not take it too seriously.

Although the method used by the undead is not the most direct one...but the so-called big lake on the Chult Peninsula is only about the same size as the Star Lake in Aglaia, and it cannot withstand the simultaneous movements of millions of mages on the shore .

"Isn't this the only freshwater lake in Chuerte?" 'Chirp Wai Wai' looked at the lake ice in his hand and turned his head to ask 'Yu Luo Chen Chen', "How did the animals drink such poisonous water? I remember There used to be human tribes in the rainforest, right?"

"The locals probably have a higher resistance to poison." 'Yuluofanchen' said nonchalantly, "Isn't it the same in the south of Caiyun where we are?

The mushroom feast of ethnic minorities, even if it's not the kind of slab... people who don't live there, eat it and still fall down.

Those who only have diarrhea are in good health. "

'Chirping Waiwai' nodded understandingly: "That is, people who are not in good health can't survive in a place like Chuerte."

"Then the fish in this water is probably quite poisonous... I have to say hello to the old dog, we can eat it by ourselves, so don't take it back to Aglaia and sell it."'Jijiwwaiwai' looked around A large group of people fishing for fish on the frozen ice said with a smile, "If you become famous because of this kind of thing, it's not worth it."

"It is estimated that there is corpse poison inside." 'Yuluofanchen' stared at the more and more exposed dimensional space at the bottom of the lake, "Is it a lich of the undead department? Is it Bane again?"

It seems that the connection between this dimensional space and Toril should be considered very close, so the shock caused by the magic plague just opened a door that cannot be closed.

The mage inside has nothing to do, anyway, it is at the bottom of the water... The lake of Chuert is so green that it cannot be seen that it is one meter deep... No one can find it, so a magic door was simply added.

However, the undead almost completely emptied everything in the lake within ten minutes, and even the wet soil at the bottom of the lake was frozen enough to allow them to rush over directly.

The White Bone Tower, which had been silent all this time, had to react.

But as soon as there was a glimmer of black light on the top of the tower, it was directly greeted by a terrifying explosion.

The 'Xueyun Peak' who gave the 'detonation' command looked at the blasted gate and the rapidly enlarged black light, and quickly ordered: "It's raining for the priest! Let the mage blow!"

The grand holy rain appeared directly around the blasted open gate, and was continuously blown into the gate by the wild wind cone technique.

"Damn it!" A roar came from the Pagoda of White Bone, and a pale and strange cold light soon appeared on the tower.

Although the black light on the top of the tower was initially suppressed by the rushing rainwater, it soon grew stronger, and even slowly began to form a black light ball, and its shape became larger and larger.

"Old man!" 'Xue Yunfeng' ordered quickly.

The brilliance of the Jade Sacred Code shone... the light of dawn rushed in, not only knocking the black ball of light into the air, but even making the entire White Bone Pagoda tremble.

Even the pale light disappeared directly.

"The chosen ones of Lansander?" The lich in the Tower of White Bones said in a doubtful voice, "I...haven't reached the point where the believers of the dawn came to me, have I?

Here in Chuerte, there are not many dead people who believe in the Lord of Dawn.

how?

Ransander, is this... Interested in the magic net? "

'Xue Yunfeng' suddenly jumped up, clapped his hands, and said with joy, "I'll just say, my judgment will never be wrong!"

Then he raised the small trumpet in his hand: "Listen up, the lich inside! This is a follower of the new Goddess of Magic. If you don't want to die with Old Heitong, just come out and surrender!

Remember, keep your mouth shut first. "

"Huh?" Bone Lich said in disbelief, "A mage would believe in that lunatic at Midnight? She actually planned to prevent the evil mage from using the magic net?

Which mage dares to guarantee that he will always be neutral? "

"He doesn't even mention kindness." 'Xue Yunfeng' couldn't help complaining, and then raised the small horn to continue shouting, "First of all, our mage is neutral, and it can be counted as neutral in Toril. on kindness!

Secondly, Midnight's reincarnation is our own people, who wants to control our little shit!

Come out now!

If you don't come out, we will enlarge our moves! "

"This... give me some time, right? I need to be careful..."

"Careful P!"

A rose-colored crystal ball spun and rushed into the gate on the ground~www.readwn.com~ hit the White Bone Tower and erupted with brilliant golden light.

Accompanied by the miserable cry from the Dimension Gate, the 'Old Sanda King' clapped his hands disdainfully amidst the terrified eyes around him: "Delay NM's time!

Is the old lady idle and bored? "

'Xue Yunfeng' opened his mouth helplessly, and finally he could only press his forehead with a helpless expression: "Forget it, anyway, that can be regarded as a refusal... just treat it as a polite refusal.

Then... Let's go to war!

Priest, set the Holy Light Shield on the knight!

The knights are ready to charge collectively in a minute! "

(end of this chapter)

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