Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1168: Toril, who is on his back

Although Selûne's words were simple, Hill still understood what she meant.

Edna is actually just an ordinary nine-ring mage now, and she has no resistance to anyone she meets.

Even if you have just entered the extraordinary, after the enemy becomes the incarnation of the gods, mages less than level 30 can't hurt anyone at all.

An existence like Amberley is rare in the multiverse.

It's really the last battle, there can't be that kind of weak chicken...at least it can't be that weak.

If the end of the world was created by something like Amberley, Toril would probably welcome countless harassments.

The powerful enemy AO doesn't matter, he may not be able to accept the locusts coming every day.

So, AO let her enter the big storm formed by the primordial power of the crater... With the soul of the goddess of magic as the pillar, no matter how much primordial energy she absorbs, she will not break down and become a fool or a lunatic.

No wonder AO chose to prepend Chuert, a patch that was originally prepared for the future... Edna has never encountered any catastrophe in her destiny.

With the Harbell family, she was not caught to the sacrificial field, and experienced the pain of being mentally shattered and then being mended by the magic net.

In Nimbro Island, she was not beaten by Amberley and Seebeck in mixed doubles, and suffered a disastrous defeat.

Even the most dangerous Xueluo Island, she was still unscathed, and Shar killed the biggest trouble.

She even comfortably relied on the undead to complete the final task...to establish a stable alliance of the Toril gods.

To be honest, even if AO speaks out on his own, he may not be able to establish such a comprehensive alliance... Leaving aside the light side, Shar alone can actually represent all the darkness in Toril.

Before we could, how could any alliance be able to pull this Daughter of the Night into it?

When the Xueluo Island Alliance's note was sent out, there were so many gods, they were so frightened that they looked for a magnifying glass!

But Edna, who has never experienced these things, the biggest shortcoming is that the absorbed energy is not enough, and even the connection with the magic net is not so close as to be inseparable... AO should have hoped that she could Absorbed the soul fragments of the former Mystra in the magic net many times, making Mystra more perfect when she returned to the center of the magic net.

Of course he doesn't care if Midnight, who has absorbed too many soul fragments from others, is still the original her.

However, besides the moment when Edna became Edna, maybe some soul fragments of the black boy were involved... Hill estimated that Edna would have a similar speculation... Edna is the soul of the black boy Descendants, when midnight's shattered souls, perhaps more than half of them, enter the little girl's body with the power of the magic net, many of the ubiquitous black boy soul fragments in the magic net will definitely follow.

Otherwise, Edna's soul would not be so complete.

The most important thing is that even the sliver of spirituality on Heitong's fragment of oil painting will not recognize Edna so easily.

After all, the fragment of the oil painting was originally in the Black Rod Tower...and there is a mistress called Laila in the Black Rod Tower.

However, this Edna, who has not suffered or been tied to death by the magic net, makes AO very satisfied... Of course, it may also be because he cannot expel the undead from Toril.

Not only because of the relationship that he has agreed to Corellon's request, but also because of his extroverted young daughter... AO probably wants a longer-lasting quiet and harmonious life than saving things for a while.

Even AO didn't want to bear the result of William being driven away.

The great AO, the **** of Toril, can only find a way to increase Edna's power.

Otherwise let this nine-ringed Edna directly face a god-level opponent... Can't he slap himself in the mouth, first open Toril's blockade, and then restore the magic Internet bar?

There are many places in Toril where primordial power exists, but there are probably not many large iron gates condensed with primordial power like here in Chuert.

Isn't it just letting Toril blow it up twice? It's not like it hasn't happened.

AO has always been open-minded, anyway, his path of destiny has always been smooth sailing in the first half, and the second half is inexplicable.

Manx frowned and turned his head to look towards the direction of the sea.

Of course she also saw the cloud house above the clouds, slowly crashing into the chaotic Chult Peninsula.

I even saw some undead and Toril mages who were sent to the sea.

Manx's eyes blinked suddenly... Of course, she is very familiar with this group of people, and she "knows it like the back of her hand" about the only lady who didn't slide down from the cloud house.

At least at that time, she really thought so.

Otherwise, she would never give Edna a blow.

Although it wasn't her who was talking,...could anyone really think that Garagos was pretending to be a woman so lively and cute?

When she thought of this, her calm face slowly wrinkled into a steamed bun.

Although she quickly smoothed out that melancholy face, Shar, ah, no, the photographer Ai Suduo professionally recorded the change of expression at this moment.

The world is still the same, but Haim's tragic waiting for death is no longer the focus of Toril... Only the cloud house where the owner is still sitting quietly is the light-packed battle.

If the Archmages of the Twin Towers in Amn just saw the cloud house that fell directly on the blue and white storm of the flame peaks, they were surprised and shouted "how is it possible" and frantically asked Seebeck Asked for help and confirmed with the dark side of Sha Ruisi, but there was only dead silence on Harua's white sailboat.

If it wasn't for the sudden vibration of the magic net... Everyone would understand that it must be the result of the trembling of the hands of Azus, who is working diligently in the center of the magic net to maintain the stability of the magic net... This awakened these unbelievable people Harua people.

Archmages may be dark-minded, but they are not fools.

Everyone understands that knowing that a person has done something bad is different from seeing someone doing something bad at any time.

Especially this bad thing is aimed at her personally.

Amn's betrayal of the world can actually break the pot.

But the great mages like Haruah haven't planned to stop going home yet!

Even the determined Zarathom broke his guard at this moment.

His hoarse voice broke the deathly silence of the crater: "Safras!

Didn't you say that the end of the world this time is to delay the time for the Magic Web to return to its strength for another eight years!

Eight years later will the real path of destiny begin, and thirty years will be the time for Mystra to return to her throne?

What is this in front of you?

You speak!

Come out the **** and tell me what this is! "

Halruah's former king's screams resounded through the sky, but Hill's floating castle was full of joy.

Waiting for this moment and waiting until Ransander, who was about to go mad, stomped his feet and danced in the garden...even at the expense of divine power, to grow back his bald tail.

Drawing its big golden tail that opened up all over the screen, the swaying golden peacock stepped on strange drumbeats.

After identifying it for a while, Hill still couldn't figure out whether the rhythm was the same song as "Although you were wrong, wrong and always wrong ~ it's all your fault, and sacrifice is wrong" that Lansander sang.

As for the lyrics... Maybe it's a popular song among the undead?

Anyway, Hill couldn't hear it. The big peacock was too excited, and his voice was a bit sharp. An ordinary person like Hill couldn't tell what the tune was.

Selûne's reaction was relatively simple... She hugged a pillow with one hand, leaned back and laughed, and smashed her beloved recliner with the other hand.

The voice of "Hahahahaha" resounded unscrupulously.

Shar... Shar directly turned herself back into the shadow.

The embarrassment of the Goddess of the Night seems to be heavy.

She always just smiles, she probably grinned too much at the moment, so she just went home.

Hill lowered his head silently, and scratched the numbers that Zarathom burst out on the crystal petals.

The connection between Sufras and the Tablet of Fate is really close... It's only 83 years now.

If the original script was followed, Cyric would assassinate Mystra in 1985.

Unlucky enough to fall into midnight in the mine, it took three years of summoning to summon his followers...Kelben was still with ulterior motives.

Then the road to resurrection went on for 3 years, and at midnight when he abandoned several of his children and returned to the Kingdom of God, he was sent down by Cyric not long after.

After going through many dangers, Mystra, who was resurrected on her eldest daughter and returned to the Kingdom of God, was no longer as energetic as before...and became a complete tool man.

However, Hill only knew the real situation with the old script, but Savras saw the end directly by relying on the so-called prophecy?

When he saw Dandel's death, Hill felt very surprised: prophecy, even some gods in charge of fate, can't guarantee that their prophecy will be so accurate.

Safras, who only has prophecies and magical omens, can see these futures accurately!

Even if he can't determine the specific date, it's already very scary... How could AO allow his existence!

Manx, who was staring at the cloud house spinning rapidly in the storm in the crater, suddenly looked back at Haruah's white sailboat, she frowned slightly, and then used her The fan, which refused to let go, pressed its chin and laughed.

"This...respected Lord Devil Duke ~IndoMTL.com~ Manica, whose veil was blown off by the strong wind, suddenly smiled and said to her, "Aren't you insisting on the image of a lady?"

"Lady?" Manx glanced at her lightly, "Where is there? Why didn't I see it?"

With a charming posture and a handsome smiling face, Monica gently tied her long wind-blown hair to her chest with a veil, and her towering **** stood out against the backdrop of her hair: "My lord, we are indeed We did something wrong, but what should we do?

When adults do not show their true strength, we can only judge stronger people according to the routine!

The weak, the weak who rely on the strong to survive, how could they offend the one with the stronger heart? "

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