Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 998: If you are my father, I can bear it

Although it seems like a long time, it is actually because the development of Waterdeep City is too fast, and the chess pieces on both sides are jumping faster than the other... There is no way, when the incarnation of a **** makes a move, Even if they seem to be of equal ability, it takes a little more attention.

After all, divine power is sometimes unreasonable.

And it wasn't Kelburn who stayed there. No matter how afraid of death, the Seven North Sisters would not take their own sister out to take this risk.

So the timing of the undead coming to Icewind Dale is very good. Several bald heads in red robes are intercepting Kelburn.

As for the Marco who should be the target of Kelburn's revenge... Hill searched up and down and couldn't find the archmage who was always dressed in white and always looked pitiful.

Fortunately, because of his anger, the Black Rod Archmage, who was constantly reciting Marko, explained his confusion: "I don't have time to entangle with you! Seren!

Make way to the bottom of the Great Glacier! "

A headed, wrinkled, sinister red robe smiled grimly and said, "I've told you many times, Black Staff!

We don't care how hateful you are, this is our turf right now!

We fought the barbarians for days and nights to occupy the territory, you can enter if you want?

Isn't it too good to think?

Besides, didn't Marco say that he should stay at that devil's gate forever and never come out again?

I think he's still in the normal good camp!

You people who always talk about kindness, how can you implicate innocent people just because other people's families make mistakes?

Shouldn't this be what our red robes do?

Tsk tsk, could it be that your goddess didn't teach you what it means to forgive others? "

The red-robed mages behind him all laughed arrogantly.

Kelburn's long black beard seems to be shaking... I don't know if it's because the wind in Icewind Dale is too strong, or because his anger is too strong.

But he alone seems to be unable to fight against these ancient liches who failed in the struggle for power in Searle. Otherwise, with the temper of the Black Rod, he would have rushed in and made a big move.

So... such a strong lich, what method did the undead archon use to make them lose so badly?

Even if these guys are unlucky, the dark cloud in the sky of Searle that gathers a lot of their power is emptied by the spell plague, but it shouldn't have such a big impact on them!

Hill looked at Shar a little puzzled... The Lady of the Night didn't show any change in her expression.

But Hill thinks she must know.

Although the Shadow Weave no longer belongs to her, it still carries some of her divine power.

Is it something that can't be said again?

AO seems to be making a big deal this time... Who is it aimed at?

Hill looked back at the giant screen thoughtfully.

Fortunately, these red robes, who still have scruples in their hearts, did not choose to kill Kelburn... It seems that the purpose of these red robes is to contain Kelburn and prevent him from having the opportunity to go back and help.

But if it were that simple, Erastro wouldn't be hiding and not coming out.

Even Laila, who should be there most, didn't say a word.

But she should be right next to her... Hill knew that she had already left Luskan. After Kelburn flew over Luskan frantically, the lady followed him without hesitation. Earlier than Erastro.

When he was in Toril, Luskan had nothing to hide from him.

Hill just didn't intend to meddle in his own business, but he definitely wouldn't choose to be ignorant when Luskan was still nominally his own.

As for the three powerful gods on one side, under the sun and moonlight and in the shadows, where else can they hide from them?

It's just that there are some things they don't want to say, and some things they can't say.

Hill quietly watched the stalemate in the battle, and now... it seems that both sides are showing patience!

Then his eyes swept across the screen in the rotunda of Waterdeep City, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching: Logically speaking, Edna, who should be most concerned about the situation of this battle, is with the 'Old Sanda King' ' Discussed what color nail polish would go better with her starry jewelry.

The alchemy apprentices of the undead may not be able to make any innovative products that make Xierdu's eyes shine, but they have always been unique in terms of daily necessities.

After all, if a pharmacy apprentice comes up with a popular color nail polish, hair dye, etc., it will actually make more money than making high-end medicines.

After all, there is no failure rate. As long as the ratio is determined, there is basically no mistake.

Now most of the alchemy apprentices are working hard for pure daily life... William is right.

The undead are more willing to enjoy the game than to immerse themselves in researching things that are completely useless in their own lives... If alchemy can't provide financial help, few people will be willing to study it.

On the contrary, that Miss Manx is very concerned about the situation of the battle... Of course, there is also a problem with the direction of her refueling. All she cares about is whether Talos can kill Dove as soon as possible, so that Xinbu can be captured.

Sometimes she would be furious because of what Dogoosos had dealt with. Even if everyone knew that Dogoosos wanted to break out with the storm, it was simply a dream...I don't know if she still Do you remember, after Midnight became Mystra, the only one who still had a good impression of the seven sisters who represented her predecessor was Storm Silverhand, the passionate, frank and humorous leader of the harpist.

This fateful road really produced one of the biggest jokes.

Hill doesn't know now, whether the Toril people in the future will cry or laugh when they recall the scene today: these two reincarnations of Mystra, one true and one false, none of them cared about the voters who killed themselves. .

One is applying nail polish, the other is trying to reduce his direct subordinates... At least on the surface, Manx and Mystra's soul fragment!

The stalemate in Icewind Dale was a bit troublesome. After Kelburn's anger was gradually suppressed, he also kept a little calm when he saw the large group of lich... But he didn't choose to retreat, just started to deal with it.

However, with the passage of time, everyone can still feel that Dove is a little difficult to support... Although her stamina and physical strength have become much stronger after she was transferred to the arcane knight, she is still a mage after all. Adding layers of buffs to myself, it is still a bit difficult to fight against the body of the gods.

Although Xinbu is relatively strong, Garagos is a demigod after all, and she can't be distracted to help Dove... The main reason is that Talos really restrained her in many places.

However, Dove just sighed: "Forget it, I can only do this step. Noumea, I still have to trouble you."

A middle-aged female mage wearing a blue and white robe, a blue feather top hat, and a serious expression slowly walked out of the corner: "I should have been let out a long time ago, why bother?"

"Why are you here?" Talos asked angrily, "Shouldn't it be time to save your Mystra's favorite Kelburn?"

Edna's hand, which was painted with the flash and diamond purple nail polish, couldn't help shaking, but she soon whispered in 'Old Sanda King', 'Oops, it's painted outside, I'll wipe it off for you ' In the voice, he said with a smile, 'Talos is so disgusting', and then continued to paint her nails.

"Kyrburn is just the first magical elector other than me to swear loyalty to the Lord." Noumea didn't care about Talos' anger and anger, and just answered solemnly, "The first one, there is always preferential treatment .

But that doesn't mean my Lord will trust him more than me.

It doesn't mean that when Elathrow and her sisters are willing to offer absolute loyalty to the Lord, Kyle can still have the advantage that he has now.

Otherwise he wouldn't be crazy enough to do so many stupid things.

But as long as he remains loyal to the Lord, I will always lend a hand.

This is my duty as Missionary Mage Mystra! "

Devis looked at the three silver-haired sisters, then at Gendilari, and said a little absently, "My current Mystra, what I like...is this style?"

Edna did well this time, she just looked up at Dewes before lowering her head and said, "Maybe...because Azuth always tries to act like a father, so...and I don't want a father's midnight, so I simply found an old mother to accompany him."

'Pfft'!

Hill is really drinking this time!

Others don't know what's going on, but he can understand the seriousness in Edna's words!

It's too annoying to be nagged by Azus at midnight~IndoMTL.com~ So I deliberately found an old-fashioned nun-like preaching mage to deal with the **** of mage?

You must know that many of Mystra's affairs, especially the communication with the subordinates of the gods, are handed over to the chief mage.

Noumea sternly summoned a blue mist around everyone before switching spells incessantly.

She is worthy of being a representative of the orthodox mage. Every movement is simple and powerful, but she can communicate well with the magic net, whether it is a force field or a variety of weakening spells. It can be thrown every 1 or 2 seconds.

And the direction is completely arbitrary, obviously it is an upward gesture, but it is the ancient undead black dragon who is stabbed... So whether it is Talos, who is banging against Dove above his head, or separates with Xinbu and Storm underground Both Garagos and Dogosos who were fighting against each other felt that they were greatly restricted.

"Although... the reason is a bit absurd... but the ability is enough." Selene, who was also frightened, said stutteringly, "After Azus... I may be able to feel better.

At least...midnight, just trying to restrain him, not trying to...kill him. "

Salle said lightly: "Yes, I don't think there is anything wrong with Midnight.

Azus always felt that Midnight was like his and Hei Tong's daughter, but she was not without a father, or in other words, they had become powerful gods, so why should she find a father for herself?

If it's my father's words, can I bear it...? "

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