Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1050: To start a war, all you need is a look
Ransendell flapped his wings and examined his body fearfully... Really, immortality is so cruel! Almost gone.
It doesn't matter if this bit of divine power is gone, but Lezi is far away from thousands of miles and oceans. You have to figure out what is more interesting and watch it by yourself, keep up with current events, and get in at any time. Can you compare?
He must not lose such a beautiful life for talking too much!
Following the usual style of the undead, the giant golden peacock pulled a long golden zipper in front of its mouth with its wings, and returned to the lawn dejectedly to continue lying down... He has to pay attention in the future, this kind of The words are still left to Selune.
Hill stared at the golden zipper in the air for a while: The Dawn Lord does have a good relationship with the undead, and even understands what this gesture means.
Then he smiled faintly... It seems that World Tree is also paying attention to Toril's side, and also found him here.
If it is said that Hill is only the descendant of the goddess of the earth, the World Tree may not be so vigilant... He has many children, descendants of the next generation are all over the multiverse, and many people work for others.
But Shirke still has a part of the goddess of the earth, which is not much different from his biological child... At worst, this is also a biological grandson!
It's not the kind of painless childbirth... It's impossible to give Toril to toss this seedling that was saved with great effort!
No matter how magnanimous the World Tree is, it will not let the children born by itself become ao those unlucky wage earners who are bound by fate... It takes a lot of energy for him to create a seed that can be formed, at least he has to accumulate Is a billion years okay?
Not to mention that he has always cherished his children, he said that Toril is a dog place... If the next time the multiverse comes to see the fun, everyone will find that the one who is walking in the limelight is his world. The tree's own child, how could he bear it.
Hill gave a warm smile...the heartstrings that had been tense since the beginning of the road of destiny suddenly loosened.
The natural atmosphere around him has also become soft but lively... Even the plants in the roof garden seem to be more shiny!
Lansendel raised his head and glanced... tsk tsk, he said ao did a sin, and look at what scares the children of the World Tree family.
I'm about to hold a dynamite bag and tell you not to come here!
tsk tsk tsk...
Selene suddenly laughed awkwardly on the side... If it wasn't for Lansendel's quick mouth, she would probably have said that just now.
Although ao is a little more tolerant towards her and Shar than others, but... it will be a bit punishing.
The most common method is to close the confinement... Shar's kind of contemplation is tens of thousands of years. Isn't this embarrassing her girl of the moon?
She tilted her head and thought for a while, and pulled a long silver-blue arrow in the air... The tail was in front of her eyes, and the arrow was pointing straight at Ransendall.
"What are you doing? Selene?" The Lord of Dawn looked up at her inexplicably.
"Warn yourself of what will happen if you talk too much." The girl of the moon said with a very natural expression.
The golden peacock angrily used its wings to scatter the arrow: "I warn you! Next time...tsk...two-on-one, shameless."
He looked at the two goddesses who were glaring at him together, and covered his head with his wings with a numb expression: "For the sake of fun, I put up with it. Damn... Candle Castle must be blown up a little more beautifully!"
Hearing this, Hill couldn't help but glance up at the giant screen.
The prophetic mage, Urrant, was happily looking around in the Yinggeyan language.
Manx, who was still occasionally answering a few words, has slowly disappeared from the crowd... In her capacity, which even ao has to pay attention to, this situation is indeed impossible to cause her interest.
After all, how to intrigue with the voters of Mystra and the gods of Toril without revealing her identity depends on her ability, and success or not is a pleasure.
But it really made her talk to the fool in front of her who didn't know if her head was filled with water... Judging from Manx's performance, she would rather make people feel that she was an eight-year-old who didn't understand anything. child.
Manx rolls his eyes while hiding behind a bejeweled folding fan... Candle Castle is really exhausted... If it doesn't ruin it today, it's probably going to be over tomorrow.
No wonder Ogmar hasn't counted Candlekeep as one of his places of worship all these years... Honestly, only the stupid midnight who knows nothing can afford this kind of subordinates?
Ullante actually picked up among those Quesenta girls! Still so obvious.
That's the girl with Mystra's Soul Fragment!
She is a girl who grew up in a lively aristocratic family like Quesenta, and has an extraordinary IQ even recognized by the magic net!
Even if those soul fragments are intentional, but no matter how small the fragments are, not all souls can hold it!
At least the IQ is definitely above the level of the mage, right?
The female mages of Quesenta, who were originally very hostile to Manx, have long since left behind their worst enemy, the little girl Manx.
They have already reached an agreement... Let's get rid of this disgusting man who actually wants to play the game of choosing a concubine among them.
Before they surrounded Urrant, they even asked Manx if he was interested in fan language... The Quesenta female mages are not like stupid Urrant, really Forgot about this max block!
Otherwise, Manx would have come out with another fan! She still misses that little pearl fan~ Damn, stingy Talos, he deserves to escape in Aglaia!
A grumbled Manx sat numbly on the sofa in the corner.
Although it was these girls who were exuding their own charm at first... At first glance, they were all good girls taught by Sune.
Although they are a bit pretentious, they are actually all within the scope of noble etiquette... They just send out the signal that they can look at each other and have a romantic date, and after the man receives it, he only needs to choose the one he likes. Women respond well.
But this is just a little game of hints and responses. It is definitely not for him to use the attitude of picking girls in his mother's sang hut, looking left and right, looking over and over to see who to choose... Ullante seems to be Waterdeep City. A frequent visitor to the red veiled cottage.
A normal nine-ring mage with independent thinking could do such a stupid thing, and as a prophecy mage, he didn't even feel the cold light in the eyes of those girls... Manx didn't think this Ur Rand still has to win over.
In any case, her goal is not Ogma... Manx, who took out a small gem fan and fanned silently, decided that it would be better to sit and watch the play this time.
This position is not bad. She is not very tall, and she is hiding behind a large vase, but her vision is a little blocked, and she has to stretch her head occasionally... Manx suddenly misses the giant screen of the undead.
She looked around in the Sunshine Hall, and suddenly realized... Where's Jason?
Hasn't that guy been his trademark all the time?
Why did you suddenly run away?
Manx raised his eyebrows... Could it be that even if he becomes a powerless undead, as a man, he doesn't want to see other women flatter and seduce an ugly man?
She fanned her fan leisurely... Anyway, she's a hypocritical collaborator, and no matter what Jason does in Candlekeep, it doesn't affect her plan.
Although Hill doesn't know much about women, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't think that those beautiful black-haired girls are interested in Urrant.
Although they were surrounded by a group and their postures on the chairs were beautiful, they actually twisted enough space... If Urrant really wanted to touch which one, he would either use magic, Or you have to stand up and walk over.
He doesn't seem to be planning to act so impatient yet, but...
Hill couldn't help but ask: "Is it easy for prophets to go down the wrong path?"
If Urrant had been this stupid in the first place, even if Hei Tong wanted to find a scapegoat, he wouldn't be so blind.
"How do you say... Prophecy mages, their advancement is very strange, and once they embark on this path, it is difficult to leave." Selune said slowly, "The most famous Prophecy mages, or the last Crazy... Isn't there a crazy soul of Agatha, the master of prophecy, in the shadow energy core that Shar grabbed?
Either died so strangely that there was no corpse left, such as Arando of Candlekeep, whose grave is said to have nothing but a large number of used crystal balls.
So far ~IndoMTL.com~ The only powerful prophetic mage I have ever seen is Sulfuras.
But... judging from the path of destiny this time, he is not very normal... Either this guy has already gone crazy, or he does have fragments of the tablet of destiny on his body. "
Hill nodded thoughtfully... If Selene said that, then Sulfuras must have a fragment of the Slate of Destiny!
He already knew a little about the girl of the moon. Her way of thinking is relatively straightforward. When giving examples, she is more accustomed to using real events.
In the huge screen, Urland stood up politely, raising his hand to invite a lady across his arms... He seemed to have finally decided on his goal... A lady with a rouge mark on her lips Become the unlucky person he chose.
Rouge Mark looked at him fixedly, her eyes went down from the sparse hair, and stopped at the waist area for a while, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.
The kind of contempt that can be seen at a glance without the need for words or any sound made Ullante angrily raise his hand... Then he felt, how did these female mages come from Mystra? What spells got in the shards.
The overwhelming spells prove how long these female mages have planned... Probably from the time they entered the Sunshine Hall, they had already planned to wake him up.
The Sunshine Hall has become a world of ice and snow.
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