Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 552: Aglaia City’s future plans
Hill really didn't expect that the human gods were so defensive about Ransender.
Miriel has always been an optimist and can say things like this. Does Ransender have no other friends among the Toril gods than Sauron?
"If that's the case, then the human gods wouldn't even consider coming here to develop followers.
" Lynn lowered his head and couldn't help scratching his hair, "This also means that there can be no temple in Aglaia City.
In this case, the purer part of the elves' beliefs would not be able to live here.
No wonder Corellon only came up with business districts and residential districts, but no noble districts. "
"Why do you think the human gods would want to come here to build a temple?" Hill asked curiously, "It's all elves and half-elves, aren't they?"
Running directly to compete with the elven gods for elven and half-elf believers, human gods such as Toril are not expected to be so brave.
You know, except for Rose's ex-boyfriend who repented before entering the abyss, the elves don't have the slightest power.
Several of their demigods are more powerful than the weak gods in other pantheons.
Lynn smiled eccentrically: "However, there is a college district on the drawing, complete from junior colleges that teach literacy all the way to various vocational colleges.
Unlike Silvermoon City, where there are only mages and alchemists, this is an all-vocational academy.
Hill, not only humans and elves, but also gnomes, dwarves, and fairies have all kinds of occupations. He pointed to the thick folder in Hill's hand.
I am amazed at the complete range of subjects for bards, not only for Miriel, but also for the dance goddess.
The names of the future lecturers above are really familiar to me!
What happened?
I asked Miriel and he told me to come directly to you and say you know better. "
Hill looked up at Lynn in surprise, and quickly opened the folder to read carefully.
The Academy of Bards in Silvermoon City has been standing there for thousands of years. Some lecturers have even been there since the establishment of the Academy, but their names also appear in the new academy. on the list.
"What's wrong with Mystra?" Hill murmured, "Some time ago, although the gods of the Harper Alliance were dissatisfied, they only secretly supported Corellon to trouble her!
This is a straight shirtless battle, completely turned upside down! "
"Although those things about Kelburn are really uncomfortable, Elathrow is doing pretty well!" Lynn asked, "It can't be all to blame on Mystra? Why does the Faerun pantheon also Are you so dissatisfied with her?"
"Lynn," Hill said as he flipped through the document, "Second goddess of magic, the only ones I want to limit are those uncontrolled mages.
And now this one, I hope that everything in the magic web of the gods is also controlled by her.
Even a broad-minded Miriel would not be willing to let the goddess of magic know what he said and did.
He has always talked a lot, has he been talking less recently?
Otherwise he wouldn't let you ask me. "
Lynn asked in horror, "Is she crazy?"
Hill also felt that Mystra was a little too anxious.
A thought flashed through Hill's mind, but the more he thought about it, the more likely he was, and he whispered, "As Mystra, there is something wrong with her doing this.
But as midnight, she is very likely to do so.
Lynn, she hates the gods.
You must know that in her original life, she had comrades and lovers.
In the eyes of the gods, their sacrifices in the year of turmoil were too great.
But humans are more innocent.
How many lives were lost in these turbulent years!
Midnight seems to miss her past terribly.
As a result, now, friends who had a good relationship, betrayed betrayal, died, and lovers turned against each other.
She will also guard for the gods the magic web that will keep her locked forever.
She's actually been reluctant to give up the Midnight Mage in her heart, otherwise, the magic web would have assimilated her into a neutral faction long ago.
Although her actions are extreme, they are fundamentally good for the Weave.
The authority of the gods has been limited, and it is indeed difficult for Toril's Weave to go wrong again.
And, most importantly, it can limit the use of the magic net by the evil gods, and the shadow magic net will be weakened a lot.
To put it bluntly, this is her power as the goddess of magic.
No AO can accuse her of being overly conscientious. "
Hill was silent. If he could think of this, it was impossible for the gods like Toril to not think of it.
No wonder Shar calculates so easily.
AO may have pushed the boat along the way, not only taught Midnight a lesson, and made her completely give up her mind to become the real Mystra, but also directly took back the shadow magic net that was out of control.
Apart from AO's satisfaction, the gods who were frightened by this incident were not much better.
The believers were thrown into every corner of Faerûn, and in the following years, who was not busy working and finishing up for Mystra!
The unwilling Mistra also fell twice before giving up Midnight's identity.
So the world of Toril is really uncomfortable.
So many lives were lost just to teach a goddess who was unwilling to give up her humanity.
Hill looked indifferent and put away the documents in his hand. Lynn didn't understand the magic circle and didn't find the real point in the drawing.
"How long has this been going on!" Lynn was very puzzled, "Why did she have an attack at this time?"
"At that time, the relationship between the **** of death and her was still very close." Hill said indifferently, "you must know that as a **** of death, Cranvor actually insisted on an ally with Mystra, really insisted. ."
"Damn it!" Lynn cursed, knowing that the two had turned their heads later.
No wonder the current Grim Reaper, that Cranwall, didn't move.
He must know why Mystra is mad. Midnight has always hoped to restore the love between him and Cranwall, but the disheartened Death does not want to see her again.
No one knows what the problem between them is, but everyone understands that the responsibility cannot lie with Cranwall. After all, it is he who closes the door to thank guests, and it is Mystra who always wants to knock on the door.
Hill sighed: "The human gods haven't made it so obvious, but the other racial gods really almost point at Mystra's nose and curse.
These are also half-elves from the bard. In fact, the God of Knowledge and Myril still left her room for repentance. "
"Hill, do you think she'll give up?" Lynn whispered, "The Weave can't happen again, it's too dangerous. Even if we can be safe, what about our loved ones?
No one can guarantee that in the event of an accident, relatives and friends will be in a safe place! "
He looked a little panicked, and Hill realized that he was worried about those relatives in the navy.
"At least in the last few years, there will be no problems." Hill comforted him, "and it is impossible for the gods to fight her directly, just to express their dissatisfaction."
As for the collapse 10 years later, Hill remembers that Mystra continued the practice of the second generation of magic goddesses, using their constituents as anchors in the Weave, and as long as she was resurrected fast enough, the rest of the world would more displacement.
It's just the commoners who are unlucky, and the more powerful professionals basically survived.
Hill has been in Toril for several years, and he dares not deal with commoners, just for this.
The commoners of this world, if they can't find a way to ascend, really don't live as well as the rabbits of Trahir.
Even in death, it will not receive any attention.
Only when either slaughtered by an evil faction or the city perishes, does it appear as a background in the icy text.
But Hill, an outsider, really can't do anything.
The nature of Toril's world determines it all.
It is also impossible for him to stay in this world forever like Tyre, and change himself from a passionate **** of bravery to the depressing and incomplete **** of justice now.
Hill actually knows very well that he will only fight hard for Trahill, that is his home.
Toril is just a passing tourist destination for him. If something really happens, he will just run away with the people he cares about.
Hill just checked the plan given by the time-space artifact, and he noticed the most critical point:
If the earthquake cracks, the city can directly break free from the land below and exist independently.
In the complex magic circle map handed over to Hill, the bottom under the cover of layers is as deep as an awl, and around and inside this awl, there are magics similar to those at the bottom of the floating mountain. array.
Hill laughed: "When you have time, you and the 'Trasil Elf' will inquire if they have an ultimate mission, which is to find the Nishite scroll and the core of the energy source of the floating city. "
The God of Time and Space really knows what will happen to Toril 10 years from now, and it is more reasonable to use this as the main reason for the undead to come to this world.
Lynn suddenly laughed: "So they are looking for the inheritance of the Great Arcanist!
No wonder so many elves are willing to come.
We also wonder how much Corellon paid to hire! "
Hill blinked, the elf never seemed to think that he would sacrifice his life for the summons of the Lord God.
That's a matter of devout believers, nothing to do with ordinary elves.
Even Corellon ~IndoMTL.com~ the father of the elves, no one is willing to pay such a high price across the world without giving enough benefits.
But if it's to get the core of Misher, these elves come over to do competitive expeditions, but it seems normal to them.
If you want to make a lot of money, you have to pay a little price!
And the fact that Corellon gave these 'Trahir Elves' tolls, Lynn and the others all knew.
Did Corellon change the name of the 'undead' on purpose?
He didn't know what he was calculating, no wonder his messenger lived next to the time-space artifact.
This is intended to come at any time, in order to communicate with the controller opposite the artifact!
What benefit did he give to make William work so hard?
It must be William, the God of Time and Space should not be so idle...?