Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1048: Key character ‘Jason’

"Ullante is a prophetic mage, isn't it?" Nasr asked a little blankly, "It's impossible for him not to feel such a small gesture!"

"He doesn't care if others are listening or not." Mirimu's tone was full of disdain, "As long as you respond when he needs it.

But if he doesn't even have an answer, the unlucky person he invites as a guest is likely to be invited directly out of Candle Keep.

However, he never does this to someone who is much stronger than himself...like the kind that can kill him before Candlekeep's defensive circle reacts.

If it was an ordinary transcendental mage, he would probably have to go home with this feeling of being humiliated by the nine-ring mage... Who made him the head of Candlekeep?

At the beginning, the Mistra probably just wanted him to do it temporarily for a few years... She couldn't see the virtue of this guy who likes to flatter and be flattered... But such a person is impossible to convince the public , when she finds a suitable candidate, she can replace it at any time.

Unfortunately, that person probably didn't expect that he had calculated so many things and died so stupidly.

After all, she did this when she was a saint. It is estimated that there is no record in Joseph Garden... The current Mistra has been neglecting the affairs here, and Ogma has lost interest in this place, and even The prayers of the great sage in the monastery were not answered very much... Urrant has been doing it today.

Tsk tsk, in the past Candle Castle, many mages came to pilgrimage every day, now... they all drop by to take a look and leave when they are satisfied.

If Lord Aglaia hadn't been by his side, Candlekeep had earned enough money to live on, not to mention the scroll mages, it is estimated that even the group of Ogma Monastery would have left long ago.

It is a blessing to have twenty or thirty people left in Candlehold. "

Edna closed her eyes and rested her mind... She searched her memory and found that Midnight didn't know that there were magic net believers here... But because the mages here are mainly prophetic mages, she doesn't care. Sulfuras was given to actively applying.

Recall, the Black Staff Archmage from Waterdeep who often came to Candle Keep... Edna put her left hand in front of her mouth, and pressed her thumb and index finger on the sides of her lips slightly... She was worried about the corners of her mouth The twitching will be too obvious.

Alas... Midnight thinks it's simple, divide the faith of mages into several parts... In this way, not all mages will pray to Azuth.

She used this method to lower Azuth's theocracy in disguise.

Edna understands that Midnight doesn't like Azus anymore, and doesn't plan to let him die... Kelburn estimates that in addition to being her staff, she will also split some specific mages like Savras. Such as the manufacture of potions and strange objects.

It's not too much of a mistake...I don't want to use my ex's staff, I think it's okay to let him stand aside and replace it with anyone.

However, the result of being too eager for quick success is that the person you like is not as good as Azus except for the black heart.

But it's not bad... Edna put down her finger briskly, she suddenly reacted, just relying on the virtue of Candlekeep and the Sulfras standing behind her, even if it wasn't her who was walking on the road of fate, Edna , this place will not end well.

Inseparable is a waterdeep city, and a little bit more unlucky, that is Neverwinter.

Anyway, it's all annihilation, and no one needs to laugh at anyone.

She leaned against the soft white cloud sofa with ease, and said comfortably, "Manx is provocative! The Quesenta guys seem to be ready to take on the challenge.

I don't know what magic they inherited from Mystra's Soul Fragment.

If they can still cast spells together, even if these are only five rings, Manx will be unlucky if they don't show any real skills. "

"Isn't there Jason?" Nasr asked, "Look at how much prison he is with~"

The Cyric was never seen from the start, but nobody thought he wasn't here.

"It's unknown how much effort Jason...can use to protect Manx." Edna smiled, "Unless Manx has the ability to convince Ben, or come up with something to make Jason refuse. Nothing."

"Isn't that guy from Melkor? Why didn't he follow the current Death God, but chose Bane?" Mirimu asked, tilting his head, "He still has that bone badge on him!"

"Cranvor doesn't like the priests of the evil camp." Edna said lightly, "I don't care about believers, but people in his sect can't be evil.

Jason looks like a typical Melkor believer, he believes that death is always accompanied by fear and doom, the kind of sick loner who likes to terrorize others or enjoy power.

He didn't follow Bane not necessarily with the guy's ideas, but to make Cranvor share Melkor's beliefs.

Otherwise, Bane wouldn't have treated him that way.

Speaking of which, it's nasty enough for Benn to have such a lone necromancer follow every day behind a group of flamboyant women who also like to radiate charm to him. "

"That means...he doesn't have to listen to Ben if necessary, does he?" Mirimu asked thoughtfully.

"Yes." Nasr laughed, "He's the kind of wandering believer who can change masters at any time."

Mirim walked up and down his hall, then stopped in front of a cloud: "I said, there is such a pure Melkor believer, you don't want to hide with me?

Looking at the current situation, I can only manage myself to run for my life... As for the elves... I remember last time you scolded the Trahir Elf for being a nosy and owed money? "

The undead looked in amazement at the ghost dragon and the cloud in front of her... A silver headband set with a black diamond revealed its body... Four bone spikes stretched around the silver ring corner, the black diamond shimmers with a strange light inside.

"The crown of Melkor's horns?" Nasr cried out.

"Now... there are those who are mixed up with the believers of Cyric and the believers of Bane, someone with a fragment of Mystra who doesn't know if it's a devil or something, and there are some inexplicable people in the path of destiny, who carry a piece of Mistra. Participant of Terra Fragment, who do you want to cause trouble?" This was Edna's first reaction when she saw this Melkor artifact.

Although Melkor was killed by Midnight who accepted Mystra's divinity, as the last remnant of his divinity... the Crown of Horns has always loved to invade and destroy Cyric's church and its followers, but But will try to avoid Mystra's Chosen and Temple.

One is that his memory of the subject's death is too obvious, and the other is that Melkor has always been a person with clear grudges... He took the initiative to kill Midnight, and he deserved it.

But it was Cyric who deceived him into doing stupid things...he will always remember this hatred, even if there is only a little bit of spirituality left.

The horned crown flying in mid-air hesitates... He's been with Mirimu for a while... Although the neutral ghost silver dragon is tolerant of him, the odd look in his eyes makes him sure Not very comfortable...but he hates the attitude of those who keep trying to use him against the current Death God more than being appraised by the dragon.

The Torils don't know what's going on... What's so surprising about the fall of Mystra, isn't this the third time?

What is the psychology of wanting to take the opportunity to deal with the **** of death? Jaeger didn't plan to attack Cranvor again.

Whether it's the goddess of magic or the **** of death, what's the point of arguing with them?

As long as ao and Yege are not satisfied, it's normal to change a few.

Isn't the reason Melkor died at Midnight's hands and didn't hate her because she thought the woman was a tool?

Melko at that time felt a little empathy for Mystra's position... They were all the same, looked powerful, but could be replaced at any time.

The crown of horns changed several places before finally choosing the half-crazy ghost dragon's territory to hide... Although wearing him, he can control the hapless man, but... he also has a role to play. Is the pride of the artifact okay?

A person who is too stupid will get him dirty.

But... the crown of horns has turned around again... He finally had a good life in the Underdark... and was ruined by these inexplicable elves!

Most importantly, they weren't after him!

It's a great shame to be wiped out!

"What are you thinking about?" Mirimu said impatiently, "When the elves meet Melkor, only those who don't do anything will get sick.

Or, can you see Melkor's past devotees working alongside Cyric's people? "

The crown of horns jumped up and down, and the black diamond released a strange gray-black dotted line towards Mirimu.

However, the undead just stood up alertly when they heard the rude swearing of the ghost dragon: "Idiot! What's the use of scolding me? Did I say it wrong?"

"The way of communication between undead... is quite intense!" 'Xue Yunfeng' said in a strange tone.

The Crown of Horns finally chose to deal with Cyric... The Prince of Lies has always been different, and the meaning of his initiative to send people to follow is exactly the opposite of the general Toril gods.

From that believer's extraordinary rank and that pretentious, very dark-sun-style demeanor, telling all onlookers...he Cyric is very, very, very impressed with Manx's meddling in the path of destiny interest.

Mirimu's choice of the diagonal crown is not surprising at all. She lowered her head and asked the white-robed mage who was in charge at first glance: "That guy still wears the badge of Melkor, and he must be very willing to cooperate with him. Shall we change the crown of horns?

What do you... need him to do? "

'Xue Yunfeng' looked at Jason who couldn't control his expression on the huge screen~IndoMTL.com~ and turned his head to study the various dead spots of Candle Castle marked by him on the tablet, revealing a very happy expression Smile: "That's... a lot.

Nanfeng, old age, you two come here, let's study first, whether we can make him more useful in one thing. "

Leaning against the only wall in the Sunshine Hall that does not receive sunlight, Jason, a beautiful man with a little melancholy, shivered slightly in the eyes of the group of Quesenta women who looked over from time to time. Lostly looking at the sunlight outside the window... What's with this weird feeling?

Could it be that Sunie and Amanata joined forces?

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