Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 882:

'The rain falls and the dust falls'" he said with a smile: "But these animals don't seem to die! "

Different creatures have different names in their eyes, and undead creatures will be specially marked.

'Xue Yunfeng' said nonchalantly, "We are elves! Isn't the aura of undead creatures known at a glance? Since they want to hide and spy on us, they will definitely not be so stupid."

'Yu Luofanchen laughed: "Seeing these little birds that are not as good as fat ducks, I don't think they are so smart."

"The old dog is right. You are stupid!" The 'Old Sanda King' sitting on his animal companion slapped Yu Luofanchen's head, "Go and see those Inbutu people, Who would think there was something wrong with those flying birds?

In Toril, it's likely only the druids will find out what's wrong with those little birds.

They live too rough to care about the traces of birds. "

'Xue Yunfeng' added with a smile: "Moreover, Toril's usual style of doing things is also very direct, and such means of side surveillance are not commonly used.

The eyes of the necromancer are hidden in the air, which is the common method of these necromancers.

How many people can spot that thing at a glance?

Although their intrigues are also very vicious, their methods are very simple and crude. "

The 'Old Sanda King' said impatiently: "According to William's request, unless evidence is found, we cannot easily attack the sovereign state.

So what do we do? Just look at it like that? "

"What's the rush?" 'Xue Yunfeng' said lightly, "William's side obviously has no follow-up large-scale missions.

This round of regional war missions should end here.

Speaking of which is almost the same. Look at the unemployed people who have already started to work hard.

There is no limit to the passion of the straggler for large-scale missions.

Even if we try to continue, it will be difficult to sustain.

Furthermore, unless we have the skills to enter the valley and turn the world upside down, we'll just have to wait for the moment. "

"When is the time? How long will it take?" The Old Sanda King asked impatiently.

"Isn't there a goblin lord under the control of Ben?" 'Xue Yunfeng' said with a smile, "When the giant valley encounters the goblin disaster or the invasion of the neighboring Searle, our next regional mission will begin. time."

"No matter how fast a goblin is born, it will take a year or two to become a disaster, right?"' Yu Luofanchen asked in surprise.

"Why else would William want us to build a camp here?

Wait for the teleportation formation to be safe, and those who want to leave can leave, just leave a family who is willing to stay here to stay here.

Other people will go wherever they like their daily tasks. It is estimated that William will disband the command team in a few days. "

'Old Sanda King' pinched his waist and patted his wolverine: "Then I'll go back to the hidden town after the dissolution. I miss Edna.

I don't know how she's doing now? Is there a high point. "

Little Lolita suddenly said melancholy: "Maybe after I go back, Edna will be much taller than me! I regret choosing a Lolita body shape."

The rare melancholy of Sanda King ended in Xue Laogou's ivory-free mouth: "I want to raise my daughter and give birth by myself! Even the bald head will have a child, and that girl can be called a mother, you What are you waiting for?

No matter how gentle and talkative your man is, he can't do this for you! "

A grin appeared on the face of the 'Old Sanda King', and the wailing of the 'Rainfall'... 'Wait!

Leave innocent people a chance to escape! ’…, I asked my wolverine friend to put a stinky fart into the old dog’s mouth.

Because there was nothing to do, the reporters who followed the command team missed and dropped their tools when they were caught off guard... The scene on the giant screen was dazzling.

Hill smiled helplessly, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Ecak and Magrubiette, it seems that they are bound to occupy a role in this drama, and I don't know. How many more gods have infiltrated Toril."

"Hmm... it shouldn't be less, right?" Selene couldn't help but answer, "Her enemies, plus her ex's enemies, can make up a symphony orchestra."

Hill couldn't help laughing... It seems that Selune likes the symphony orchestra of "Master".

Many people at the Conservatory gave up the Battle of Inbutu and stayed in Karinshan to play with the goblins... Goblins who have lived in music for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, even if they are studying The same new instrument, but the artist's ability will not be reduced.

Musicians can hear that kind of art...even if their senses are discounted, the unique taste of the goblin is still there.

In the current Kalin Forest, after completing the greening task every day, the goblins play various symphonies together with these elves who like music.

The operas of the undead world have all been brought to this world to be staged...but it may be that William stopped one in the middle. They are all Western classics like Shakespeare.

Then the goblins remodeled their long-running goblin epic in the form of an opera... It is said that because of the novel music brought to the goblins, Vera's queen position has been very secure.

Some goblins who didn't intend to follow Vera were attracted to the Great Forest of Calinshan.

Selene probably listens often.

"But is it worth it?" Hill asked inexplicably, "Is it a big sacrifice to enter Toril at this time?"

"A's thoughts are understood by the wiser gods." Shar said quietly, "Even my shadow magic net has been stripped away, how long can their magical power network be maintained?

It's just that the gods who have no hatred with Midnight can also save this divine power network until the end, and maybe there is a chance to exchange something from A0.

Those who have hatred may not necessarily do anything... Maybe some gods still choose to benefit, but some gods may prefer to breathe out.

Speaking of which, I have to thank you at midnight! If you hadn't kept Vol'jin from going out for at least a few hundred years, the biggest trouble she would encounter when she went out in the future would have been the goddess of wealth. "

Hill said in confusion: "The reason why the goddess Vol'jin has ended up like this is not because she bombed the Hellgate Fort? I think she offended more gods because of this, right?"

"You think too much." Shar said indifferently, "The life of a believer can be bought with money... Even if a believer who is devout enough dies, he will be taken over to the kingdom of God, and those who are not devout can be sold. Isn't money better?

No matter how incompetent Vol'jin is, she will always be a symbol of wealth as long as the business priesthood remains.

Only Corellon is the only one who will really stick with her, but the character of the father of elves... In the words of the undead,

Should it be Lianxiangxiyu?

Wo'jin cried twice, and hundreds of years of self-imprisonment would probably be over. "

"That's Corellon too!" Hill said unsatisfactorily. How could he blame him? He has always only been a spokesperson for defense and counterattacks!

"Vol'jin chose Hellgate Keep, at least half of your reasons?" Selene interrupted, "Being beaten so badly by a half-elf mage is the reason why she went crazy and went straight to Corellon, right? ?"

Hill pouted, "That's all her own choice."

"Maybe her business is full of blood and tears?" Selene said lightly, "Every time Vol'jin does multiple-choice questions,

It's all wrong. "

Hill glanced at the moonlight in the pool in confusion... He was a little familiar with this term, it seems to be commonly used in Trahill, who is it?

Saar interrupted Hill's thoughts with a cold voice: "Wor'jin and Heim, either become evil, or sooner or later fall. The slave trade... hum!

Hell has already prepared a place for them. "

Although it burns, kills and loots all year round, Shar's bottom line seems to be a little higher than some neutral gods.

Selune's rare opening to agree with his sister: "The previous world was still a conflict between different races...

…whatever happens to a race war is normal. Although the fate of the loser is also worthy of sympathy, the gods cannot interfere.

But the matter of turning fellow races into slaves has only appeared in this era... I don't know if it's because human life is too short, and their style of doing things is much crueler.

The personalities of the human gods are also complex. "

Hill couldn't help but sigh... Don't discuss such a troublesome issue with him, okay?

What the **** happened to Toril to reboot? How many gods were born before the restart, and are there any memories before that?

He took a sip of wine with a belly full of question marks. Hill decided to bury the matter in his heart and leave this place without even thinking about it.

Although he is very curious, Hill understands that if he knows too much, he may not be able to get out of this world... He does have a strong backing so that he can ignore some small troubles.

But if he takes the initiative to find trouble, his backing may not be able to completely protect him... After all, Toril World didn't intend to hurt him, just didn't let him leave.

Selene and Shar don't take the initiative to do anything to him, but they, especially Selene, who relies on intuition to speak and do things, may not necessarily not cheat him at all.

Hill smiled and diverted the dangerous topic: "In less than three years, Edna will be an adult."

"Saar~IndoMTL.com~ Will you take action?" Selene took up the topic.

"According to the agreement, I will not shoot myself." Shar sneered, "but my subordinates will not let a messenger of Mystra pass through their territory."

Hill couldn't help but glanced at the shadow under the big tree... Her three voters now have a powerful artifact in their hands, right?

"Your electorate?" Selune also remembered, "is there any difference from shooting yourself?"

"Of course there is." Shar retorted, "If it wasn't for me, she'd be lucky!"

That's right.

Hill pondered to himself that it was very likely that Shar would do it himself, and he would also miss it because of sudden bad luck.

The goddess of the night is always secretly encouraging others to do it, probably not only because she is used to working in secret, but because she has too many lessons.