Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 995: Grieving Jay

Shar looked at Hill and said calmly: "The reason why Aglaia can accommodate our existence is because it is full of separation from other places in Toril. After all, the true master of divine power Grea does not belong to Toril.

So the city built on her power is like a closed space with walls everywhere. Even if there are more Toriel gods, there will be no conflict of divine powers.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been in the same place with these two guys for so long, and I would have been bombed.

Sometimes, even if we want to live in peace for a while, we can't. "

Hill was stunned for a moment: "But... haven't you and Selene been together before?"

"Haha~" Selune laughed, "It's different~ Little Hill. At that time, we were the purest primal darkness and primordial light, and the power was basically the same.

It's impossible now~ No matter what, it's impossible to get back that consistent power.

Not to mention the various priesthoods that come with us.

Now, she and I can only form Primordial Chaos spar by direct confrontation. Before, as long as the two hands were facing each other, there were a lot of them~"

Is this a good thing? Chaos spar can directly replenish divine power! It turns out that the two of them have almost endless power, and now they even have to save themselves!

Shar stared at her sister, deeply puzzled that she could say the above paragraph in front of her in such a proud tone.

Even though she has tried her best to understand Selene's mind and thickness, even though she has no benevolence and morality, Shar, who has a high self-esteem bottom line, is sometimes shocked by the Moon Maiden.

Fortunately, there is no silence in the floating castle... Ransendel doesn't care about the communication here. Even if ao stopped his impulsive idea of ​​buffing a certain lady on the battlefield, he still tried his best to do more. Fu and Xinbu flap their wings and cheer.

I'm almost screaming.

Ciel thought for a while, then asked Shar with a smile: "Ms. Night, why does Ransendell hate Talos so much? Although the Lord of Storms claims that the Lord of Dawn is an enemy, he doesn't actually do anything, right?

Isn't that a slogan against the gods who represent the new birth based solely on the priesthood of destruction? The kind that just shouts and doesn't do it. "

"Ransendell would rather him do it." Shar couldn't help laughing, "That would be enough to beat Talos.

Now this makes him even more uncomfortable. After all, there is no reason to take action. No matter how foolish Lansendel is, after all, he is a **** of the good camp, and he will not easily start a war of gods. "

"Ransendell is only very good at turning a little thing upside down." Selene added with a smile, "But there's not even a problem, just being muttered a few words, he can't do it like that! /

But the more it does, the more hot it gets, isn't it?

So I'm not at all surprised that he would have a crush on Aglaia from the start.

You dealt with Umbori and Mura directly, and by the way gave Orul the confidence to break away from Talos. "

Ransender, whose name was mentioned, couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid. He tilted his head and said loudly: "Talos, what can you do?

That guy is even worse than Umbori in this regard! That seaweed head sometimes dares to fight against the strong!

Look at how much Talos' Rage has been weakened just because of Aglaia of Hill?

Has he made a move? Instead, he took the opportunity to occupy a little bit of Ambori's divine power range, tsk tsk, Seaweed Head doesn't know what he's feeling now.

Tsk~ Now that Talos is in Waterdeep City, he didn't even think about coming here twice... Tsk, it's really useless. "

The tone of the big peacock was full of regret. He really hoped that Talos would throw a few storms on Aglaia!

Hill couldn't help turning his head away from him...that's the scariest thing about Ransendall.

He didn't know that Talos really had a few big storms, affecting the small villages between the two places or the ordinary people on the edge of the two cities?

He knew, but he couldn't think of it.

Obviously not a callous god, but he just can't remember.

Ransender has no worries, he always looks into the distance, and even his incarnation is a peacock looking up at the sun, so he never looks down at ants... and human beings without power are in the eyes of powerful gods, What's the difference between ants and ants?

Anyway, for the current Lord of Dawn, if Talos can go crazy and throw a few big storms at Aglaia, where everyone knows that Ransender is staying, it will be a good thing... ao If you don't let him have trouble, can you still let him fight back?

Hill silently reminded himself in his heart: Don't think that Toril's gods are not bad just because of the friendliness of these three powerful gods.

Once he is shaken, he will be the one who will suffer... If you have something to do, you must visit the temple of Tyre more.

If Hill hadn't come with the undead, the **** of justice, who might be packing his bags in silence now, might have gotten into a fight with Heim over a Cyric becoming a beauty...though that's just A reason why he and Heim fought so hard.

But this reason is so ridiculous that because that beauty has become Cyric, it's so ridiculous... Both Tyre and Heim struggled for a long time to receive the signal of the resurrection of the believer.

Since then, both of them seem to have refused God's presence, preferring to lend their strength to the elect.

Hill raised his chin gently... Although Tyre couldn't have known what would have happened, and was grateful to him as a lifesaver and a benefactor, he was quite proud of himself~ Ehehe~ The society sometimes dies Really scarier than death, especially for these powerful gods.

"Damn it! You haven't done it yet?" Talos suddenly roared angrily, "Didn't you see that the dead dragon was about to run away?

If you really dare to make me unlucky...hehe~ in the future, don't go to the deep sea for your subordinates! "

His roar proves that at least one of the three people sitting over there is capable of participating in the worst battle of the ancient black dragon.

And that Manx obviously won't make any big moves. Mystra's Soul Fragment is not something that can be easily obtained. It is impossible to waste it in order to deal with a Xinbu.

Anyway, as long as there is that thing in her soul, the voters of the goddess of magic will never attack her... The fate of the last goddess of magic, the ao at that time did prepare with both hands.

A fragment was placed in Midnight's soul, otherwise when Mystra fell, ao wouldn't have found her directly.

Originally, Midnight was likely to become Mystra's voter, which is a good ending for her who is a bit willful... Compared with the seven full-fledged sisters of Ellastro, Midnight Really a little sister.

Unfortunately, who made Heimu go crazy and meet a crazy Heim!

Hill stared at the three people over there with wide eyes... Could it be that Cyric is really here?

Edna, who heard Talos shouting, also stretched her neck, and the chain lightning with a code in her hand was looming... If the high-level believer of Cyric really made a move, she must try it, can it be directly Electron into Cyric himself!

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if she gets into trouble, she doesn't care!

Anyway...well, Cyric's words, not to mention that she still has the identity of a descendant of Azus, she has a reason to take action, even if not, no one will feel strange to take action when they see the dark sun.

A few people around Edna, whether it was Ransendall's elector Gendlar, or Leonard, or even Nasr, carefully prepared means of defense and attack.

Even Devez and Luca, who knew that their attacks were useless, put several layers of protective magic on themselves.

After all, Cyric's appearance is bound to have style... a full-scale attack is a small scene.

And his high-level believers have always learned the will of the Lord God that they are afraid of being ignored by others.

Cut, it's just like the three laughs that the clown must have when he appears... that's how the Dark Sun Circus got its name.

However, Edna was disappointed...it was the agile and well-built female warrior who stood up.

"Who is this?" Nasr released his clenched staff and asked with a strange expression.

"Who are you asking?" Leonard asked sincerely.

But they were quickly stunned... The female warrior, who was already tall, grew taller with each step... The female symbol that looked like it just disappeared.

She, no, should I say him, turned into a five-meter-tall half-giant, sturdy and scarred in appearance, wielding four machetes and two long swords on her six arms.

"My God! Is the world over?" Nasr murmured in confusion, "This is... Garagos?"

Edna looked at the former **** of war defeated by Tempus in shock. Although there were long rumors that he was resurrected as a demigod in Toril, but...she really didn't expect that, she would watch To a Garagos who became a female warrior!

Who was the cruel, bloodthirsty and simple-minded former God of War, who was tempted by whom, and what kind of blow did he receive, so that he would willingly become a woman and stay by the side of a little girl.

"Concave (Fuck Duck)!" A sharp and angry scolding woke up all the bystanders who were frightened and short-circuited...including the three silver-haired beauties.

It's the poor Jay.

But the Silver Hand ladies don't know what the **** this Bane believer is up to, but the people on Edna's side know very well... Although Jay wasn't fooled, just think of the one who seduced him with his finger on his shoulder The woman who passed by turned out to be Garagos, the giant **** of war, which was enough to make him unable to maintain his calm image.

"Isn't Garagos trying to bring Jay into the room and beat him to death with a hammer?" Leonard asked in confusion after realizing what he saw.

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Garagos shifts from chaotic neutrality to chaotic evil former **** of war

More associated with raging war of destruction and looting ~IndoMTL.com~ than tactics, strategy or military. Marauders were associated with the mad bloodlust that suddenly descended upon certain warriors, causing appalling carnage.

In religious art he is depicted wearing a scarlet cloak stained with the blood of his enemies, and in more recent times he is often depicted wading through a blood-red sea - also murdered by him The blood of the enemies gathered.

Garagos prefers to appear as a sturdy, scarred male giant, wielding a different weapon in each hand. At will, he can grow arms from his massive shoulders, and he never has fewer than five arms. Drops of blood emanating from his weapon, a cloud of red, surrounded him. A constant wailing could be heard in the hazy cloud of blood. The priests of Garagos said the voice was "a sigh of loss, like the essence that flowed out of them and poured into the blood of the slaughter."

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