Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 998: If you kiss your father, you can bear it

Although time seems to have passed for a long time, it is actually because the development speed of Waterdeep City is too fast. Even if it seems to be equally capable, pay a little more attention.

After all, divine power is sometimes unreasonable.

It wasn't Kelben who stayed there. No matter how afraid of death the Seven Northland Sisters were, they wouldn't take their own sister out to take the risk.

So the time for the undead to arrive in Icewind Dale is actually very good. A few bald men in red robes are intercepting Kelben.

As for the Marco who should be the target of Kelben's vengeance... Hill searched up and down, but couldn't find the archmage who was always dressed in white and always looked compassionate.

Fortunately, because of his anger, the black stick mage who was always thinking of Marco solved his confusion: "I don't have time to entangle you! Cyril!

Give way to the underside of the great glacier! "

A red robe with a wrinkled face and sinister face at the beginning smiled sinisterly and said, "I have told you many times, Black Stick!

We don't care how much you hate, now, this is our territory!

We fought with the barbarians for several days and nights to occupy the territory, you can go in if you want?

Isn't it a good idea?

Besides, didn't Marr say that he would stay on that devil's door forever and never come out again?

I think he is still in the normal kind camp!

You people who always talk about kindness, how can you implicate innocent people because of mistakes made by other families?

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.

Kelben's long black beard seemed to be shaking... I don't know if it was because of the wind in Icewind Dale, or because of his anger.

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

So... such a strong Lich, what method did the Undead Consul use to make them lose so badly?

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

Hill looked at Shar a little puzzled... The Night Daughter didn't change her expression.

But Hill felt that she must know.

Although the Shadow Magic Web no longer belongs to her, it still carries some of her divine power after all.

Another thing that cannot be said?

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 still had scruples in their hearts, and they did not choose to kill Kelben... It seems that the purpose of the existence of these red robes seems to be to contain Kelben, preventing him from going back to help.

But if it was really that simple, Alustriel wouldn't hide until now.

Even Laila, who was most supposed to be on the scene, didn't say a word.

But she should be right there... Hill knew that she had already left Luskan, and after Kelben flew over Luskan crazily, this lady followed her without hesitation. Earlier than Alastriol.

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

Hill just doesn't intend to meddle in other people's business, but he definitely won't choose to be ignorant when Luskan still belongs to him in name.

As for the three powerful divine powers on one side, under the sun and moonlight and in the shadows, what else can be hidden 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. Now... it seems that both sides are competing for patience!

Then his gaze quietly crossed the screen in the round hall of Waterdeep City, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching: Logically speaking, Edna, who should be paying the most attention to this battle, is fighting with the "elderly Sanda King" ' Discussing what color nail polish would go well with her starry jewelry set.

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

After all, if a pharmacy apprentice can make some popular nail polish, hair dye and other things, it will make more money than making high-end medicine.

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

Nowadays, most of the alchemy apprentices are working hard towards pure daily life...William is right.

Rather than burying their heads in researching things that are completely useless in their own lives, the undead are still willing to enjoy the fun of the game... If alchemy can't provide financial help, few people will be willing to study it.

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

Sometimes she would get furious because of Dogosos' handling of things. Do you remember that after Midnight became Mystra, the only one who still has a good impression of the Seven Sisters who represented her predecessor was the enthusiastic, honest, humorous leader of the harpist, Storm Silverhand.

This road of fate really made one of the biggest jokes.

Sill doesn't know now, whether the people of Toril in the future will cry or laugh when they think back to today's scene: these two reincarnations of Mystra, one real and one false, none of them care about the voters they killed .

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

The stalemate in Icewind Dale was a bit troublesome. After Kelben's anger was gradually suppressed, he also kept a little calm when he saw the large group of liches in front of him...but he didn't choose to retreat, he just started to circle around.

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

Although Simbu is relatively strong, Garagos is a demigod after all, and she can't distract her from helping Dove... The main reason is that Talos does restrain her in many places.

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

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

"Why did you come here?" Talos asked angrily, "Isn't it time to save your Mystra's favorite Kelben?"

Edna's hand, which was painted with purple nail polish with sparkling broken diamonds, couldn't help shaking, but she quickly whispered in the 'Old Sanda King', "Oh, it's painted on the outside, I'll wipe it off for you In the voice, she said with a smile, 'Talos' words are disgusting', and then went on to paint her nail polish.

"Kelben is just the first magical chosen to swear loyalty to our lord besides me." Noumea didn't care about Talos's anger at all, and just replied solemnly, "The first one, there is always preferential treatment of.

But it doesn't mean my Lord trusts him more than me.

It doesn't mean that Kelben can still have the current advantage when Alustri and her sisters are willing to offer absolute loyalty to the Lord.

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

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

This is my duty as a missionary mage of Mystra! "

De Weis looked at the three silver-haired sisters, then at Gendilari, and said in a daze, "The current Mystra, the one I like... is this style?"

Edna behaved very well this time, she just looked up at De Weiss before lowering her head and said, "Maybe... it's because Azus always tries to act like a father, so... and Midnight, who didn't want a father, simply found an old mother to accompany him."

'Puff'!

Sill really sprayed wine this time!

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

That is to say, being nagged by Azus at midnight was too annoying, so he deliberately found a preaching mage like a strict nun to deal with the **** of mages?

You know, many things about Mystra, especially things like communicating with subordinates of the gods, are handled by the chief mage.

Noumea solemnly drew a blue mist around everyone, and then began to switch spells non-stop.

She is worthy of being a representative of the orthodox mages. Every movement is concise and powerful, but she can communicate well with the magic net with every gesture, whether it is a force field or various weakening spells~IndoMTL. com~ can be thrown out 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... So whether it is Talos fighting against Dove above his head, or fighting Simbu and Storm underground 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." Selûne who was also frightened stammered, "Azuth will probably feel better after...

At least...Midnight, I just want to restrain him, not...kill him. "

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

Azus always felt that Midnight was like his and Heitong's daughter, but it's not like she didn't have a father, or in other words, she had become a powerful god, why would she want to find a father for herself.

If you kiss your father, you can bear... right? "

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