Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 942: You really have a crush on that William, don’t you?

Latest website: Shar's free hand gently stroked the long black hair that was flying, and said coldly: "I won't promise anything with the Death Moon Dharma Bead.

But I won't use the double-burning ritual until no one has angered me.

But those who enter the Night Temple themselves are not within this scope. "

Selene let out an 'ahh' in surprise: "Saar~ my God~ you actually agreed?

You really have a crush on that William, don't you? "

"Shut up!" Shar said angrily, "You're the only one who has a long mouth?"

The undead were in an uproar: "My God! It's my sister-in-law!"

"William is so lucky? Why!"

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, look here! Come on a mission if you have something to do! The rewards are generous..."

Then the undead disappeared altogether.

It appears that William has recovered from the shock.

But Edna, who was on the sidelines, suddenly cheered up... eh eh~ Isn't she the one who died on the spot!

Thanks to Selene, Edna thinks she can thank her for at least a year!

It would be even better if Shar could shed more light on Selene!

The little girl's **** eyes widened and she looked eagerly at the rotunda... Edna wasn't sure what the future would be like. But whether there will be a chance to breathe in the future depends on how much the twins can explode.

Looking at Shar, who was struggling to breathe, Edna smiled and glanced at the sun peacock, whose eyes were wide open and rolled in shock... Ransender doesn't seem to know who she is, then Leave him alone.

This incident of Shar is enough to make that good peacock gossip for hundreds of years... This is the daughter of the dark night who has not had any scandals for hundreds of thousands of years!

Selene and Shar, unless there is real information, most of the Toril gods will not allow their followers to talk nonsense...especially about having children.

After all, we all come from the same background.

Although Mask came out relatively late, he couldn't give him a father... This father might have mentioned a certain **** himself.

Therefore, in the stories in the legends, at most, the girl of the dark night favors whom the girl of the moon has a favor with, and few people dare to say too much.

Even the most rumour-loving demon cultists don't dare to talk nonsense... Who knows which Toril **** will hear? No matter if he is evil or not, hacking him to death on the spot is a trivial matter, and maybe his soul will be torn to shreds and thrown into the dirtiest cesspool.

Even if it's an evil god, no one wants to have multiple fathers.

Secretly happy Edna's eyes sparkled: Shar didn't deny it, she just told Selene to shut up!

She has already started to look for the image of William that the undead once mentioned in her memory, and then Edna's little face slowly changed shape... Forget it, if it's really according to the undead, Shar It looks like Ransender, who is not a goblin incarnation.

Shar in the rotunda is already out of anger... Although she has long known that Selene will not keep her secret, this matter will be spread out sooner or later, but it is definitely not now!

After being kicked out from Illsdahul, those guys from the Abyss and Paradise Mountain must be watching here!

Damn Selene! She shouldn't think this **** can communicate!

How did the undead curse? The guy who can't put two taels of sesame oil in the dog's stomach!

Forget it, what's the use of scolding her?

This thing is meant to be nothing but bad.

Ha! ao that old bastard! Knowing about Mistra's affairs, Selune shut up, and she can talk about Shar's affairs casually?

Wait and see~

Salle looked coldly at the girl of the moon who covered her mouth with a smirk: "Do you feel sorry for me? Then send those auto-playing instruments that recorded the songs that Miriel sang for you and played to Hill. Go there!

It's good to have some accompaniment when watching a play, isn't it? "

Selene covered her mouth and nodded silently... She always gets carried away when she's complacent, and it's good for Shar to just make her lose face... Well, the Seat of Zaksir and the Orb of the Dead Moon It seems that it is not so easy to control, otherwise, Shar will definitely send her back to the kingdom of God first.

She definitely wouldn't dare fight back!

Alas~

It doesn't matter if the whole of Toril knows that he is a sound idiot... After all, many gods who like music already know that.

It's just that her Silvermoon believers may take a hit, and it'll definitely be a little awkward to sing hymns to her Selene in the future.

But it doesn't matter, the more food the more love is true, her followers will understand sooner or later.

Ransendell looked left and right, then slowly backed away... all the way to the ruins of a row of people.

The White Dragon Queen took a step back when his furry face suddenly appeared next to Elvia.

"Lord of the Dawn? Is there something wrong?" Edna patted Elvia soothingly.

"It's okay, I'll come and see why they don't speak!" The big peacock lowered his voice as low as possible.

"William has the right to forbid them to say something that goes too far." Edna thought about it sideways and chose the simplest answer possible.

"Alas~" Ransendall fell to the ground decadently, "How nice they talk~ Why don't you tell them."

The undead standing behind him nodded desperately.

When Ransendall's tail feathers swayed gently on the ground, he shook violently: "Huh? Why is there a blockade here? When did Shar seal it?"

Edna couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Otherwise, why are the undead so honest!

I rushed over and slapped Shar a long time ago!

Like now, if it weren't for this blockade, Ransendall would have been bald!

If Elvia wasn't afraid of being squeezed, she would have been pushed back by the undead who were taking pictures of the sun peacock up and down.

Edna looked at 'Honey' hiding between Elvia's claws and taking pictures, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Lord of the Dawn, you know the girl of the dark night and the girl of the moon, What are you waiting for?"

"Isn't Shar trying to control those two artifacts?" Ransender said nonchalantly, "Although Lady Pain and Lalock are both in Outland, they can't rush over to compete with her.

But it's impossible to just give up.

Since Shar has made her promise, it's natural for us to help her stop those last struggles. "

"But doesn't that mean that you also offended those two strong men? Lalock is fine, Lady Pain..." Edna asked thoughtfully.

"The little girl is very good at learning!

It's okay~ I don't need to say, even if it's Selune, when have you ever been afraid of trouble? "Ransendall languidly changed his posture, opening the very decorative tail feathers to the maximum, in exchange for the more enthusiastic eyes of the undead.

The Sun Peacock suddenly let out a grim laugh... a nice contrast to his usual ebullient voice.

"Sigil is only." Ransender opened one of his wings in a beautiful pose, and said in a flat tone, "Ms. Pain is indeed very strong, but that is only in Sigil.

She tied her power to Sigil too deeply, and that city has been growing like this, sooner or later turning her into something like the powerful but selfless will of the Abyss.

That's why she has been tempting the gods of other universes to enter, hoping to find a solution before being assimilated by Sigil.

It's a pity, don't look at the unfortunate portal god, who also gave his priesthood to Sigil..."

Ransendell looked strangely at the surprised Edna: "Don't you have the inheritance of Azuth? How can you not know this?

Although there were many portals in Sigil at the beginning, they were all built by various races, not like now, opening a drawer can turn into a door.

Tsk tsk~ She doesn't allow any gods to enter Sigil now, not because she doesn't need it, but because she hasn't digested the power of that powerful god.

After so many years, the God of Portal is still stubbornly floating in the astral world, with the hope of resurrection at any time.

Otherwise, why would she attack the Elf Princess of Yongju Island?

The light of natural magic that those godborn elves have inherited from Corellon's bloodline has always been useful in sealing off the dimensional space.

But what do you mean? "

Edna nodded with a pale face: "Hanging on the dimension gate forever and ever.

In fact, like the Wall of Unbelievers, in Toril, it is the most severe punishment. "

"It's her freedom to despise the gods in Sigil.

But extending her hand so long..." Ransendell laughed, "Of course someone will let her know what pain is. "

Edna desperately recalled her memories... Black pupil's teaching to her has not yet extended to Outland, and she can only find clues from those fragments.

However, she embarrassedly stretched out her fist and tapped her little head: isn't it always a bunch of messy memories? Why is there nothing here in Sigil?

Edna just hoped that it wasn't that she didn't know anything...but that some of her memories flew away with the scattered soul fragments because of an accidental death.

"Azus is a human being who was later conferred a god, and may not be interested in these previous things." Ransendel couldn't help laughing when he saw Edna's small movements, "If there is no inheritance, there will be no! These things are not It doesn't matter if you are extraordinary.

Sometimes, knowing too much doesn't do you any good.

Like this Hubbell family. "

Lansendell's golden eyes seemed to flash a stern light: "How long has this family existed in Longsaddle Town!

There's always a lot going on here in Sword Bay~IndoMTL.com~ As long as they're not so greedy, they'll definitely be able to get a lot of benefits.

ao is actually quite fair.

The places in Faerûn where accidents are frequent because of the fate of the gods have always been rich in resources, and if someone takes advantage of the opportunity, he doesn't mind too much... Anyway, they will risk their lives.

But you see, this time the Hubbell family is just looking for a leftover to borrow money, isn't it bad luck?

Tsk, that's what the traitor has to do! "

Edna, known as Leftovers, gave a polite smile: Actually, you'll find out later, I might be dinner.

The Hubbell family may be out of luck this time, not because they know too much, but too little.

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