Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Edna shook her head: "It should be fine like Kelemvor, anyway, the evil lich won't believe in you.

There are always some undead creatures who are forced to. They prefer to feel the tranquility of the dead world... Very good, even if Velsharoon goes to hell, he will probably be happier.

After all, you who take over... must be at stake with Searle. "

Midnight tilted his head, seemed to sense the subtle relationship, and laughed along with Edna.

Edna looked down for a moment, thinking it was all right: Could she reach some kind of friendly agreement with Ben?

What that thing does has always challenged her bottom line.

She is sane enough to fight without meeting each other.

Well, Searle, the kingdom of the undead that now belongs to Bane, she naturally doesn't care if they are happy that there is such a troublesome main **** on top of their heads.

Seems pretty good too~

If Midnight is really committed to bringing peace to these unlucky undead who are engulfed by the natural disaster of the undead, it is really a great thing for these undead: even if they can no longer enter the Styx to sleep forever, at least they can not be killed. The spirit mage directs the victim.

Although there are many people in this world who don't care about hurting others, there are also many people who would rather sleep than live to harm others.

Isn't the most uncomfortable thing about Toril the incompetent person who is not even qualified to face the world with kindness?

After all, most of the results of kindness are death without burial, and you may not even be able to keep your soul after death... unless you have the ability to protect your kindness.

In this case, there might be more believers at midnight!

Moreover, if Midnight can really do this, Toril must have a lot of excitement to watch... For example, many metal dragons and gemstone dragons who are forced to become dracolich will choose to place their faith in the necromancer dracolich. Enter Lord Tiamat?

Even if these giant dragons are just to add some obstacles to Tiamat, it can bring a lot of faith to Midnight!

Compared with the three or two kittens that Edna expected at the beginning, it seems to be much better!

She really didn't expect it at first. After all, although this is a good job, it basically belongs to the domain of the **** of death.

However, because of the weird relationship between AO and Jergal, only fear and disasters can be spread in the belief of the River Styx on the land of Toril... Rescue the suffering and the like, even if it is only to save souls, it is only Toril. God can do it, Jergal and his Death can't.

The previous three gods of death didn't bother to care about this matter. They always liked to make the world fearful in the face of death.

And now Kelemvor, who is willing to appease these dead souls, is a little bit restrained. He is still testing Toril, or what AO can allow him to do.

The requiem song is not so easy to sing, it is easy to suddenly become a soul-breaking song.

Therefore, Toril's spells in this area have been relatively lacking.

But even if the gap is so obvious, smart people can only look at it.

The real master of Styx is not so easy to mess with. Jergal has never been the gentle butler image he showed.

Even Kelemvor probably wouldn't tolerate an outsider's hand reaching into his domain.

But it was midnight... Unless Jergal wanted to change to another Lord of Death, he could only accept his fate.

However, compared to guys like Cyric and Melkor, it is obvious that Jergal still likes Kelemvor more. After all, this **** of death is not so easy to be abducted by AO... Edna always feels that Kelemvor's only The advantage is that stubborn brain nerves, once you make up your mind, nothing will work.

So, as long as Midnight doesn't go too far, even if she steps on Jergal's bottom line and dances, the old man can only watch helplessly.

Hey~

Edna suddenly laughed, which was a good result!

Even if AO has some small calculations, if he can watch Jergal's aggrieved spirit, he will probably pass midnight.

In that case... Midnight's hope of completely recovering seems to be a little bigger!

Feeling a little dawn, Edna smiled at Midnight who was still confused.

Midnight didn't realize that she had a little more chance of surviving, she just spread her hands: "I can't accept evil from the bottom of my heart.

But the power of death does not mean evil.

This, of course, I can understand.

Just like liches, don't they also have good camps?

Since the power of death can bring this kind of creature, it proves that whether it is evil or not is only a matter of the user.

Nothing to do with power itself.

Besides, Kelemvor... has a good time, he is more jealous than I am.

It's good not to take the main responsibility, he can throw the burden at will.

Anyway, Jergal doesn't care about memorizing a few more priesthoods, as long as the biggest and most troublesome ones don't belong to him. "

Edna couldn't help rolling her eyes: The reason why Vishharon can appear is because the evil lich was kicked out of the circle by Kelenvor!

Even Jergal had to accept the claw that Talos put in.

However, Edna now suspects that the old man has long known that Talos is Gruumsh, so he will be so generous.

Probably didn't come up with any good ideas, taking advantage of the opportunity to make trouble is his forte.

It's just because of the appearance of the undead that he doesn't have any good chances to make a move on this fateful road.

Speaking of which, AO doesn't know whether to win or lose this time... He actually solved so many crises at once!

Edna felt that the continent of Faerun had been cleaned up to the point where it was clean enough... so clean that if the Tablet of Destiny wanted to do anything, it would probably have to rewrite the plot.

It is not so easy to weave a story that can appear on the Fate Tablet... It needs coincidences, chances, and a group of fools to take risks.

Although it seems that it is all dog blood dramas, it takes a little brain cells to write those pots of dog blood.

Edna couldn't help curling her lips, planning to take a look at the great **** Shangshen at the next meeting of the gods, there are still a few hairs left on his head.

I just don't know if there will be something else after Dandel... She always feels that it is not AO's style to end the drama with the World Exterminating Serpent.

How can the finale of a dog-blood drama be so great... The guardian **** and the world-destroying snake died together, and then the reincarnated goddess of magic awakened resolutely and sealed the snake completely?

Such a brilliant result, AO will not use it.

Although the old immortal has been hiding his existence, he will not let any **** become the benefactor of the whole world.

This world has always been like this: the most vulgar blood can always suppress the most glorious heroes.

Um?

Edna looked up at the sky, then turned her head to look at Midnight: "A good lich? Although there are indeed such terrifying creatures, but, forget it, you can have a common language, and I can't control it.

To be honest, I still don't understand your thinking, but... I am willing to give you freedom within the scope of what I can do.

so…

Dandel is on the verge of success, and we..."

Edna looked at Midnight solemnly: "If you are willing to work hard for your future again, then... don't delay.

For your love, for you or yourself, come in directly!

I am willing to share my luck with you once. "

"Once..." Midnight laughed sullenly, "You speak more rigorously than I do."

Then she looked at Edna solemnly: "Thank you."

Her deep black eyes sparkled: even though she had already decided her own destiny, but she really had a chance to be herself again, she... still couldn't control her excitement.

She still wanted to live!

Midnight slowly melted into a mist... a fiery red.

The red smoke rushed into the cyclamen, and on the purple and white flowers, the red crystal veins suddenly stretched out 'click-click'.

Until the blooming cyclamen flowers formed a layer of red transparent crystals.

It looks like a flower specimen sealed in a cylindrical red crystal.

Edna gently hugged the cyclamen in her arms and waited intently for Dandel's shocking blow. Only then was the best time for her to leave the soul space.

'Xueyunfeng' frowned and looked at the sky.

The snake wasn't tired at all, it kept hitting the sky like a pile driver.

The fantasy world is really strange. It is obviously full of air, but it looks like a piece of tempered glass.

He glanced at the undead who had been fighting with the hag, and started to tap hard while holding the tablet, and said quickly: "Qiaoqiu, go find the old man, from now on, use the dawn every hour." Light, remember, always use the power of light in the dimensional space.

I will let the baldheads fill her up with oil paintings, and tell her to use the scriptures in the center of the space as much as possible. "

"Understood." Just as 'Qiuqiu' was about to leave, he suddenly remembered, "Others have the Stone of Dawn, and they want to give it to the old man..."

"Aren't there three old ages?" 'Xue Yunfeng' rolled his eyes, "Although I'm glad you suddenly moved your head, but... it's better to use only half of your head.

The one used by the old man is already on CD time. "

'Qiaoqiu' gave him a bigger roll of the eye: "Heh~ I don't remember the time, is there a problem? Huh? Is there a problem?

By your side, UU reading www.uukanshu. If you still look at your watch, wouldn't life be worse than death? "

Then the female mage ran away quickly. I didn't give Xue Laogou any chance to retort... She doesn't have as bad a mouth as the old dog, but the timing of her slip-up is definitely better than that guy with no ivory~

'Xueyunfeng' glared at the back of 'Qiuqiu' who was running away quickly... The best way to deal with him is to run away after scolding.

Of course, it had to be his own family.

People from the Devil's Cult have long been used to dealing with their patriarchs like this... It's just that 'Qiuqiu' was a little bit reluctant to do so before.

But now she has completely integrated into the big family of the Demon Cult... Since the old dog is just an old dog in the future, who will give him a chance to scold others!

'Xue Yunfeng' smiled, and then started typing with the tablet in his hands... Asking the Sword World Youth Tour, it is about to appear in the eyes of everyone.

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