Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1132: The puzzling ‘Talos’

'Perfect Baldhead' squinted his eyes and smiled so cutely...'Xiao Liuliu' who was standing on the other side had already sneaked away. Next to the tall stone, he directly took over the command.

Moreover, she very wisely recruited a small and cute alchemy carriage with relatively strong protection.

The words of the bald head seem to be satirizing the old mage, but they are actually reminding her.

Elminster is definitely not in the continent of Faerun. The undead are still very sure of this... The news confirmed by Shar, Selûne and Lansander at the same time is absolutely impossible to be false.

The "perfect bald head" directly exposed the old man's hint that he was Elminster, in fact, it was to make the old man focus all his attention on himself.

After all, he actually didn't know why this old man made such a useless disguise... The ambiguous relationship between Shar and William must have been known to everyone in the upper echelons of Faerun.

He can't even know this news...he doesn't have the ability to show off his power in front of the undead.

Everyone knows that it is impossible for Elminster's whereabouts to be a secret from the undead... The old man is too old, and in order to keep himself awake, he spends most of his time in the astral world frozen in time.

Otherwise he wouldn't have made an Elminster star.

He doesn't have much affection for the current Goddess of Magic and Azuth, and it's even more impossible for him to burn his life and spirit sea and rush into Toril from the Star Realm for such a great reason as saving the Goddess.

'Perfect Bald' is a little suspicious. This old man is trying to test the character of the patriarch in charge of his affairs.

If he hadn't revealed that the old man was a fake Elminster...the other party's attitude would probably be different.

Instead of discussing with him how to deal with a Malar hunting master like now, and talking about how cruel the hunting master Amn is...specializing in hunting Druids: the bear head on him , is not a real bear, but a bear transformed by a druid.

'Perfect Baldhead' felt that this guy would not lie to him in this matter... so he turned his head and shouted without hesitation: "Romantic, lead the swordsmen there, this guy must not be let go!"

It seems that he is still the one who commands the whole army.

'Xiao Liuliu' poked his head and glanced at the bald head who had begun to chat with the old mage, and quietly closed the door of the carriage. The first thing he did was to send a message to Aglaia's left-behind helpers: "Go and find out Let's see if there is any archmage in Harua who has something to do with Elminster."

Then she sent a message to Old Dog Xue leisurely: Although I don't know if the old man is the fish that Master Dog wants to catch, I'd like to inform him first.

Then 'Xiao Liuliu' frowned and looked at Esmer Taran, who had been thrown into a frenzy by the Knights. If this guy is really from Haruah, does that mean that, Did they really catch the tail of the main line this time?

William's dog plan really didn't give any clues.

If it weren't for Xue Laogou's brains and good news, who would have imagined that there would be any connection between Ammu, Jugu and Harua who are out of reach?

Moreover, 'Xiao Liuyou' looked down at the comparison between Toril and Trasil's timeline... Trasil was originally in a folded space, and the timeline did not match Toril's side .

Just like the contrast between their undead world and Toril... fast and slow are relative.

But ten thousand years ago, Toril and Trasil seemed to slowly become two parallel lines.

At that time, Trasil had a white wolf **** who fell in love with the goddess of the lake, and Imasca, the strongest mage kingdom on the continent of Faerun, officially went offline... Then came the rise of Netheril.

Halrua and Amn are both things after the demise of Netheril!

'Xiao Liuliu' sighed softly, she still couldn't figure out whether the old antiques from ten thousand years ago had survived to this day, or someone inherited those things.

Anyway, there is always an enemy there.

Forget it, if you don't understand it, leave it to others... She is not good at using her brain, let alone still in a state of being a fool for three years.

"Who is that...?"

Hill looked at Selûne who asked this sentence in surprise.

"He changed his appearance." Shar said lightly.

"Magic can't blind my eyes!" Selûne said dissatisfiedly, "Everyone's magical aura is different, and I can't admit my mistake."

"You can't recognize this?" Shar smiled disdainfully.

"You know?" Selûne quickly turned her head to look at her sister, "How could there be an archmage that you know but I don't?

The human archmage in the Underdark also descended from the ground! "

"I don't know it!" Shar said coldly, "But I know it, the breath from the shadows."

"Shadow City?" Ransander said with wide-eyed eyes.

"Shadow does not mean a lich." A faint shadow appeared in Shar's big purple-black eyes, "The easiest thing to disguise as a mage is a god."

"Safras?" Selûne exclaimed, "No, no, it's Velsharoon! What the **** is he doing?"

"Vissaron... how could he have anything to do with Elminster?" Hill asked a little puzzled, "Isn't he... the red-robed mage of Thayer?"

"Visharon was also an ancient mage before he became a god. No one knows his real name now." Ransander laughed, "He can fight against Sazastan... although he lost , at least proves that he has that ability.

Moreover, Talos arranged for him to be promoted to a demigod, but in fact, most of them used the lich ceremony he prepared for himself!

There are also many people in the red robe of Cyre, who used to be the archmage of Netheril on the ground.

They were all rejected from joining the floating city for various reasons, especially the necromancer school.

Otherwise, the relationship between Shadow City and Searle would not be so bad. "

"So... Vishharun, it is possible that they are from people related to Mis Zhanor City?" Hill asked.

"Hill, you're really a smart kid~" Ransander laughed, "I got the point right away."

"Huh? Why not Esalanta people?" Selune asked puzzled.

"Can't you use your brain a little bit?" Shar turned to stare at her brainless sister, "How many conspiracies and tricks Elminster destroyed in the centuries when he was promoted to a demigod in Velsharon Ah!

If they were relatives, how could they not recognize them?

Isn't Elminster really jealous?

How could it be possible for him like this to let his blood relatives be reduced to being pitted by Talos first, and then bowing their heads to Azus?

Heh... that guy never thought that Azuth was a real mage. "

This... Hill still knows, if Elminster is not unwilling, he is the first mage god.

Although he knew that what the old mage looked down upon was believing in God, Shar was still a little upset.

"Then what's the matter with this old guy?" Selene asked indifferently, "If you can hide it from my eyes, this is definitely not an incarnation. Does he even have a divine incarnation?"

"Haluah has a place of faith in Vishharun." Shar smiled, "With the help of Midnight, believers have spread directly from a few hundred to tens of thousands.

After all, they are all mages, so it is still possible to get a barely usable **** descended. "

"So...or Haruah?" Hill lowered his brows and drew lines on the paper, "No... There may be someone involved in Haruah, but it's definitely not the real mastermind behind it!

After all... Netheril has many people who have survived to this day. "

Then he quietly wrote out the countries and forces that have appeared so far, and even some mages that have appeared alone, and then made a list of Toril's gods, and kept connecting the lines.

Then he stopped writing suddenly, and a name with a special presence appeared in front of him... Talos.

Only him, everything is connected...although there are very few, even some can only be used as dotted lines to indicate that there may be connections...but there are always.

He can even connect with Ladug, the **** of duergars!

It has nothing to do with the main **** of the orc, but the subordinate gods of the orc pantheon have rumors of dealing with him.

Hill couldn't help scratching his face lightly: In his memory, even his experience in Toril these years made him feel that the Lord of Storms was the leader of a group of mentally retarded gods, greedy to stupid Bad luck.

But... the guy who created Trasil's disaster is so cautious that no one can compare.

Until now, I can't even find a clue that can be straightened out... It seems that there are glitches everywhere, but unfortunately they are not thread ends.

Most importantly, how could the Lord of Storms have anything to do with Gruumsh, the Lord of Orcs?

Talos was born in the storm of the battle between Shar and Selûne!

He is a native of Toril!

Hill was a little shaken, but he still couldn't let go of his doubts about the Lord of Storms... He simply asked Liszt to send a letter to the undead~IndoMTL.com~ No matter what the result is, let's check it first.

The undead are always good at finding clues.

It is very possible that there are some things that he cannot see from a high place, but they exist there, and only a lucky person can dig them out.

The luck of the undead may be a problem, but they always look at everything...even the ants passing by, maybe they can find out this matter.

Hill looked up at the Daughter of the Night and the Maiden of the Moon who were discussing whether Selûne was really stupid.

Both he and William understood that as long as they were willing to bow their heads and beg...the God of Toril would definitely be willing to explain their doubts, and even take the initiative to help.

However, neither of them said this, and it is impossible to say this.

They are all people with a homeland in their souls and new dust in their bodies, and there is no room for a third home.

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