Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1048: Key character ‘Jason’
"Urlante is a prophecy mage, right?" Nasr asked in a daze, "It's impossible for him not to feel such a small gesture!"
"He doesn't care if others are listening." Miremu's tone was full of disdain, "As long as you agree with him when he needs it.
But if there is no response, the unlucky ghosts invited by him to be guests may be directly invited out of Candlekeep.
However, he would never do this to someone who was much stronger than himself... For example, someone who could kill him before the Candlekeep defensive circle reacted.
If it was an ordinary extraordinary mage, he would probably have to go home with this feeling of being humiliated by a mage with nine rings... Who made him the person in charge of Candlekeep?
At the beginning, Mystra probably just wanted him to work temporarily for a few years... It is impossible for her not to see the virtues of this flattering and ambivalent guy... But it is impossible for such a person to convince the crowd , when she finds a suitable candidate, she can be replaced at any time.
It's a pity, that person probably didn't expect that he would die so stupidly after calculating so many things.
After all, she did this when she was a saint. I guess there are no records in the Joseph Garden... The current Mystra has never cared about the affairs here, and Oghma has lost interest in it. The prayers of the great sage in the monastery were not answered very much... Urlant has been doing this until today.
Tsk tsk, in the past Candlekeep, many mages came to pilgrimage every day, but now... they all stop by to have a look, and leave when they are satisfied.
If it wasn't for Lord Aglea's presence, Candlekeep earned enough money to live on, not to mention the scroll mages, even the Oghma Abbey group would have left long ago.
It is a blessing to have twenty or thirty people left in Candlekeep. "
Edna was resting with her eyes closed... 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 prophecy mages, she doesn't care about communication To Savras who actively applied.
Recall again, the Archmage Blackstaff in Waterdeep City who often came to Candlekeep as a guest... Edna put her left hand in front of her mouth, pressing her thumb and forefinger slightly on both sides of her lips... She was worried about the corners of her mouth. The tics will be too pronounced.
Alas...Midnight had a simple idea and divided the mage's beliefs into several shares...In this way, not all mages will pray to Azuth.
She used this method to reduce Azuth's theocratic power in a disguised form.
Edna understands that Midnight doesn't like Azus anymore, and she doesn't intend to let him die...Kelben guessed that besides being her aide, she would also take away some specific mages like Sufras did, Things like potions and wonder crafting.
It's not really a big mistake... I don't want to use the former staff, but try to make him stand aside, it's not wrong to replace him with anyone.
However, the result of being too eager for quick success is that the person he likes is not as good as Azus except for his black heart.
But it's pretty good... Edna briskly put down her finger, and she suddenly realized that with the virtue of Candlekeep and Savras standing behind her, even if it wasn't her Edna who was walking on the road of fate , this place will not end well.
If you can't get rid of it, it is a city of deep water, and if you are even more unlucky, it is the city of neverwinter.
Anyway, they are all wiped out, so no one needs to laugh at anyone else.
She relaxed and leaned on the soft white cloud sofa, and said with a satisfied face: "Manx is provoking! Chesenta and the others seem to be ready to fight.
I don't know what magic they inherited from Mystra's soul fragments.
If they can still cast spells together, even if these few are only five-ringed, Manx will probably be unlucky if he doesn't show some real skills. "
"Isn't there still Jason?" Nasr asked, "Look at how tight he is~"
The Cyric one was never seen from the beginning, but no one would think he wasn't here.
"It's still unknown how much effort Jason can use to protect Manx." Edna smiled, "Unless Manx has the ability to persuade Bann, or come up with something to make Jason refuse. Nothing."
"Isn't that guy from Melkor? Why didn't he follow the current God of Death, but chose Bane?" Mirimu tilted his head and asked, "He still has that bone badge on him!"
"Kranvor doesn't like the death priests of the evil camp." Edna said lightly, "I don't care about the believers, but the people in his sect cannot be evil.
Jason looks like a typical Melkor believer. He believes that death is always accompanied by fear and doom, and he is the kind of sick lonely person who likes to intimidate others or enjoy power.
He followed Bane not necessarily to agree with that guy's ideas, but to make Kelemvor agree with Melkor's beliefs.
Otherwise, Ben would not treat him like this.
Speaking of which, it would be quite disgusting for Ben to let this kind of undead who only likes to be alone follow a group of beautiful women who also like to radiate charm to him every day. "
"That means...if necessary, he doesn't have to listen to Bane, does he?" Miriam asked thoughtfully.
"Yes." Nasr laughed, "He is the kind of wandering believer who can change masters at any time."
Mirimu walked around in his own hall, and then stopped before a cloud: "I said, there is such a pure believer of Melkor, why don't you hide from me?
Looking at the current situation, I can only worry about running for my life... As for the elves... I remember last time you scolded the Trashiel elves for meddling and owed? "
The undead looked at the ghost dragon and the cloud in front of her in surprise...a silver headband inlaid with a black diamond was revealed...four bony spikes stretched out around the silver ring Horns, black diamonds shone with strange light inside.
"The Horned Crown of Melkor?" Nasr cried out.
"Now...there are those who are mixed up with Cyric believers and Bane believers, someone who is carrying a fragment of Mystra, I don't know if it is a devil or something, and there are also people who are inexplicable in the path of destiny, with Mys Participants of the Shards of Terra, who do you want to mess with?" This was Edna's first reaction when she saw the artifact of Melkor.
Although Melkor was killed by Midnight, who had accepted Mystra's divinity, as the last remnant of his divinity... the Crown of Horns has always loved to attack and destroy Cyric's church and its followers, but But will try to avoid the Chosen and Temple of Mystra.
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 grievances... He took the initiative to kill Midnight, and he deserved the result of being killed.
But it was Cyric who tricked him into doing stupid things...he would always remember this hatred, even if there was only a little bit of psychic power left.
The crown of horns flying in mid-air is a little hesitant... He has been here for a while... Although this neutral ghost silver dragon is very tolerant of him, the strange eyes make him really It wasn't very comfortable...but he hated it more than being valued by a dragon who were always trying to use his attitude towards the current Reaper.
The people of Toril don't know why they are going crazy... What's so surprising about Mystra's fall? Isn't this the third time?
What is the psychology of wanting to take the opportunity to deal with the **** of death? Jergal had no intention of attacking Kelemvor.
Whether it is the goddess of magic or the **** of death, what is there to care about with them?
As long as ao and ye are not satisfied, it is normal to change a few.
The reason why Melkor died at the hands of Midnight didn't hate her, didn't he just think that woman was just a tool?
At that time, Melkor felt a little empathy for Mystra's status... They are all the same, they look powerful, but they can be replaced at any time.
The crown of horns changed several places, and finally chose the territory of this half-mad ghost dragon to hide... Although after wearing him, he can control that hapless bastard, but...he also has a career Are you proud of the artifact?
A person who is too stupid will get him dirty.
But... the crown of horns has turned around again... He managed to live a good life in the Underdark region... but it was ruined by this group of inexplicable elves!
The most important thing is that they are not running after him!
It's a shame to be wiped out without any hassle!
"What are you fussing about?" Mirimu said impatiently, "The elves will get sick if they don't do anything when they meet Melkor.
Or, can you see Melkor's past disciples standing and working with Cyric's people? "
The crown of horns jumped up and down, and the black diamond released a series of strange gray-black dotted lines towards Miremu.
However, as soon as the undead stood up vigilantly, they heard the ghost dragon cursing unceremoniously: "Idiot! What's the use of scolding me? Did I say something wrong?"
"The way of communication between dead spirits... is very intense!"'Xue Yunfeng' said in a strange tone.
The Crown of Horns chose to deal with Cyric in the end... The Prince of Lies has always been different. The meaning of his initiative to send people to follow is exactly the opposite of the general Toril gods.
From the extraordinary level of the believer and the pretentiously mysterious and very dark style, it tells all the bystanders... Cyric is very, very grateful for Manx's involvement in the path of destiny interest.
Mirimu's choice of the crown of horns is not surprising at all~IndoMTL.com~ She lowered her head and asked the white-robed mage who looked like the person in charge: "That guy still wears the badge of Melkor, You must be willing to exchange the crown of horns with us, right?
Is there anything you... need him to do? "
'Xue Yunfeng' looked at Jason on the huge screen whose expression was almost uncontrollable, then turned his head to study the various blind spots of Candle Castle marked by him on the tablet, and showed a very happy smile: "Then But... more.
Nanfeng, old age, you two come here, let's study first, whether we can use him more in one matter. "
Jason, a beautiful man with a bit of melancholy leaning against the only wall in the Sunshine Hall that doesn't get sunlight, shuddered slightly when the group of Chesenta women looked over from time to time, he was a little bit Looking blankly at the sunlight outside the window... What's the matter with this weird feeling?
Could it be possible for Sune to join forces with Amaunata?
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