Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 995: Jay, the sad and angry

Share looked at Hill, and said calmly: "The reason why Aglaia can accommodate our existence is because we are in Toril but are full of separation from other places. After all, the real master of divine power Graia does not belong to Toril.

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

Otherwise, how could I have stayed in the same place with these two guys for so long, and I would have blown up long ago.

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

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

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

Impossible now~ No matter what, it is impossible to regain such a consistent strength.

Not to mention the various priesthoods attached to us.

Right now, we can only form primordial chaos crystals by confronting her directly. In the past, as long as we faced each other, there would be 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 unlimited power, but now even I have to save myself!

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

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

Fortunately, there is no silence in the floating castle... Lansander doesn't care about the communication here, even though he was stopped by ao from his impulsive thought of buffing a certain lady on the battlefield, he is still working hard for more Fu and Simbu flap their wings to cheer.

I was almost shouting hoarsely.

Sill thought for a while, and asked Shar with a smile: "Ms. Night, why does Ransander hate Talos so much? Although the Lord of Storms declared the Lord of Dawn to be his enemy, he didn't actually do anything, did he?"

Isn't that a slogan against the gods who represent new life based only on the priesthood of destruction? The kind that just yells but doesn't do anything. "

"Lancendell would rather he do it." Shar couldn't help laughing, "Then he can beat Talos to vent his anger.

The situation now makes him even more uncomfortable. After all, there is no reason to make a move. No matter how mischievous Ransander is, he is a **** of the good camp after all, and he will not easily set off a war of gods. "

"Lansander is just very good at turning a little thing upside down." Selene added with a smile, "But there is nothing wrong with it, just being muttered, he can't do it, so he just uses it to make fun of it!

But the more this happens, the more angry it will be, isn't it?

So I am not surprised that he has a good impression of Aglaia from the beginning.

You dealt with Umberli and Malar directly, and you also gave Aurul the confidence to leave Talos by the way. "

Ransendel, whose name was mentioned, couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid, he tilted his head and said loudly: "Guys like Talos, what can you do?

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

Look how much Talos' fury camp has been weakened just because of Hill's Aglaia?

But has he made a move? Instead, he took the opportunity to occupy a little bit of Ambowry's divine power range, tsk tsk, Haizatou doesn't know what mood he is in now.

Tsk~ Now that Talos has arrived in Waterdeep City, I didn't think about coming here twice... Tsk, it's really useless. "

Big Peacock's tone was full of regret, he really hoped that Talos would throw a few storms at Aglaia!

Hill couldn't help turning his head away from him... This is the scariest thing about Ransander.

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

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

Obviously not a cold and heartless god, but he just can't remember.

Lansander has nothing on his mind, and always only looks into the distance. Even his incarnation is a peacock looking up at the sun, so he never looks down at the ants... and in the eyes of powerful human beings, powerless humans, How is it different from ants?

Anyway, for the current Lord of Dawn, it would be a great thing if Talos could go crazy and throw a few big storms at Aglaia, where everyone knew that Lansander was staying... ao If you don't let him be troublesome, can you not let him fight back?

Sill silently reminded himself in his heart: Don't think Toril's gods are not bad just because of the friendliness shown by these three powerful divine powers.

Once he falters, he will be the one to be fooled... If you have anything to do, you must take a look at the temple in Tire.

If it wasn't for Hill bringing the undead, the **** of justice who might be packing his luggage now, who is silent now, might have fought Heim for a Cyric to become a beauty... Although it was just A reason for him and Heim to go all out.

But this reason has become ridiculous just because the beauty has become Cyric.

Since then, both of them seem to be unwilling to come to God, preferring to lend their power to the elect.

Hill raised his chin lightly... Although it is impossible for Till to know what would have happened, and he is very grateful to him for saving his life and name, he is quite proud of himself~ Hehehe~ Society sometimes dies Worse than death really, especially for these mighty gods.

"Damn! You still don't do it?" Talos suddenly roared angrily, "Didn't you see that dead dragon is about to run away?

If you really dare to make me unlucky... Heh~ Don't let your subordinates go to the deep sea in the future! "

His roar proves that at least one of the three people sitting over there can participate in this worst and most ancient black dragon battle.

And that Manx obviously won't make any big moves. Mystra's soul fragments are not so easy to get. It is impossible to waste them just to deal with a Simbu.

Anyway, as long as she does have that thing in her soul, the voters of the Goddess of Magic will never attack her... Ao did make two-handed preparations for the destiny of the last Goddess of Magic.

There was such a fragment in Midnight's soul, otherwise, when Mystra fell, Ao would not have found her directly.

Originally, Midnight might have become a voter of Mystra, which is a good ending for her who is a bit wayward...Compared with the seven sisters of Alstriol who are full of personality, Midnight Really a little sister.

It's a pity, who made Hei Tong feel stupid and met a crazy Heim!

Sill's eyes widened and he stared at the three people over there... Could it be that Cyric is really here?

Edna, who heard Talos shouting, also stretched her neck, and the increased chain lightning in her hand was looming... If that high-ranking follower of Cyric really made a move, she must try, can she directly Power into Cyric himself!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if she gets into trouble, she won't care about it!

Anyway...well, for Cyric, let alone her identity as a descendant of Azuth, she has a reason to make a move.

The people around Edna, whether it was Gendilary, the voter of Lansander, or Leonard, even Nasr, carefully prepared the means of defense and attack.

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

After all, Cyric must have some pomp when he comes out on the stage... A full-court attack is a small scene.

And his high-ranking believers have always learned the will of the Lord God for fear of being ignored by others. Either they don't do it, or if they do it, it will be extravagant and attract everyone's attention.

True, it's the same as the three laughs that must appear when the clown appears... That's how the Dark Sun Circus got its name.

However, Edna was still disappointed... It was the nimble and fit female warrior who stood up.

"Who is this?" Nasr let go of the clenched staff and asked with a strange expression.

"Who are you asking?" Leonard asked sincerely.

However, they were quickly stunned... The already tall female warrior became taller with every step she took... The semblance of a female symbol also disappeared immediately.

She, no, he, turned into a five-meter-tall half-giant with a solid appearance and many scars, wielding four scimitars and two long swords on six full arms.

"Oh my God! Is this world over?" Nasr murmured in confusion, "This is... Garagos?"

Edna looked at the former God of War who was defeated by Tempus in shock. Although there had long been rumors that he was resurrected as a demigod in Toril, but... She really did not expect that she would see To a Garagos turned into a female warrior!

The cruel, bloodthirsty, simple-minded former **** of war, who was tempted and what kind of blow was he, would willingly become a woman and guard by a little girl.

"Convex(前盘哦)!" A sharp curse woke up all the bystanders who were scared to short-circuit...including the three silver-haired beauties.

It's that poor Jay.

But the silver-handed ladies don't know what this Bane believer is doing, but the people on Edna's side know very well... Although Jay was not fooled, as long as he thinks of the seductive 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.

"I'm afraid Garagos wants to bring Jay into the room and beat him to death with a hammer?" Leonard asked confused after realizing what he saw.

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Garagos shifted from chaotic neutral to chaotic evil former **** of war

More associated with rampant warfare of destruction and plunder ~IndoMTL.com~ rather than tactics, strategy or armies. The Marauders are associated with a mad bloodlust that suddenly befalls certain warriors, causing horrific carnage.

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

Garagos prefers to appear as a sturdy-looking, scarred male giant wielding a different weapon in each hand. At will, he can grow arms out of his massive shoulders, and he has never had fewer than five arms. Blood droplets from his weapons surrounded him in a cloud of red. A continual wail could be heard in the blurred cloud of blood. The priests of Garagos said that the sound was "a sigh of loss, like the essence flowing from them, pouring into the sea of ​​blood."

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