Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1176: Whoever delays will die!

Monica was also very confused, and then she shook her head quickly: "It has nothing to do with us."

"Interesting..." Manx laughed, "Hasn't Amn been trying to reach into Chult?"

"This is the territory of the Amn Navy, and has nothing to do with our family." Monica said blankly.

"Oh...you can't be Haim's subordinates, right?" Manx said in a deep voice, "but... how did the royal family like you, who can't even control the army, survive until today? "

"Amn wasn't originally a kingdom." Monica said confidently, "The position of speaker has been changed more than once...not all of them come from our Salem family."

"That's why you brought Cyric's forces into Amn to deal with Heim believers who are too prominent in the army?" Manx said leisurely, "It was quite successful.

What a wonderful ending? The devil can't figure it out. "

Monica immediately became vigilant: "Am has always respected the Guardian God, so why would she do something wrong in secret?

This is the love and hatred between gods, how can mortals match it! "

She will never accept this accusation... who knows if Haim who has gone crazy will kill them all first... At this time, even if he violated his priesthood and killed all Amn Kill all the nobles... and no one will stop them!

Isn't Cyric scary just because he's crazy?

But, at least Cyric is still afraid of death!

No one dares to provoke Haim now.

As long as the woman dare not deny that the Shadow Thief was recruited by the people of Amn, that's enough.

Hehe~

What an idiot, actually reasoning with the gods?

It's a sin to ride on it!

Heim just doesn't have time to think about it so much... But she can help to remind, now, even if the family remnants that these guys didn't bring, they can be teleported into Sigil City at the moment when the wall of the world collapses Part of it doesn't make sense anymore.

Those who remain in Toril are sure to perish.

Heim, so many voters are still alive!

In order to regain their faith in their gods, this group of people will definitely deal with Cyric and his shadow thief crazily.

As long as Haim believes that Amn, the Semler family, is the main reason for the Shadow Thief to get involved in this destiny, then it is useless to hide in Sigil.

If you want to survive in Sigil City, you need not only strength but also intelligence. The blade will not protect them from being cheated.

Based on the style of the Sammler family, who would think they are smart people?

Manx laughed casually twice: "At this time...how are you so smart? Sure enough...you can tell if you are afraid, can't you?

Blade, in your hearts, must be the most powerful person in the multiverse, right? "

Monica's pretty face couldn't help twitching: "Dear Devil Duke, please forgive the mistakes we made due to ignorance."

Willing to admit that you are stupid is really the most sincere apology from a mage.

For the devil, the emotion of regret...is also a good food.

Unfortunately, the taste of regret that Manx feels is not pure, and he is not even qualified to be a snack.

She smiled inexplicably, and did not accept the apology, but changed the subject: "Could it be that the great **** of prophecy has grasped the throat of fate?"

Safras in the white sailboat obviously didn't know what was going on outside, but he didn't react at all... It's just that the prayers of the Harua mages seemed to be a little louder.

Manx frowned, a little confused about the situation.

The most troublesome thing for her in the world of Toril is that apart from her own conspiracy, the rest can only be guessed.

However, I don't know if it's because the undead have caused too many troubles. Many things are beyond what she can guess.

After all, devils do understand human nature well... but the undead are not really human.

Although it cannot be said that all of them are the natural unpredictable types of Ransander and Selûne, are the discounted chaotic gods not chaotic gods?

Devils are lawful after all.

Of course Manx knows that the undead are also in order...but that order itself does not belong to the category that **** is used to.

It takes a lot of time and effort to understand.

At least for now, Manx is not interested.

She glanced at the white sailing boat, and continued to look at the undead who had already started attacking Luohu with great interest... It's so interesting, she chose to freeze the lake and then move it to the burning forest instead. Vaporize or transfer directly with spells.

Obviously he looks very anxious, but when doing things, he still considers whether he can save the burning forest.

Frozen ice is indeed more suitable for lava-tumbling forests than water.

But there are no undead left in the forest to fight fires...will help, but don't really dedicate their time completely.

Manx squinted her eyes and smiled... She still started to analyze the reason why the other party did what she did as soon as she saw the inexplicable choice of the mortal.

There is really no way.

However, the undead, according to her superficial understanding, doing so is likely to be a whim.

She'd better not take it too seriously.

Although the method used by the undead is not the most direct one...but the so-called big lake on the Chult Peninsula is only about the same size as the star lake in Aglaia, and it cannot hold millions of mages on the shore at all. Simultaneous actions.

"Isn't this the only freshwater lake in Chuerte?"'Chirp Waiwai' looked at the lake ice in his hand and turned his head to ask'Yuluofanchen', "How did those animals drink such poisonous water? ? I remember that there used to be human tribes in the rainforest, right?"

"The locals probably have a higher resistance to poison." 'Yuluofanchen' said nonchalantly, "Isn't it the same in the south of Caiyun where we are?

Even if the mushroom feast of the ethnic minorities is not the flat plate... People who are not living there will still fall down after eating it.

Those who only have diarrhea are in good health. "

'Chirping Waiwai' nodded understandingly: "That is, people who are not in good health can't survive in a place like Chuerte."

"Then the fish in this water is probably quite poisonous... I have to say hello to the old dog, we can eat it ourselves, so don't take it back to Aglaia and sell it." Looking at the crowd of people fishing for fish while freezing ice, he said with a smile, "If you become famous because of this kind of thing, it's not worth it."

"It is estimated that there is corpse poison inside."'Yuluofanchen' stared at the more and more exposed dimensional space at the bottom of the lake, "Is it a lich of the undead department? Is it Bane again? "

It seems that the connection between this dimensional space and Toril should be considered very close, so the shock caused by the spell plague only opened a door that cannot be closed.

There's nothing the mage inside can do, anyway, it's at the bottom of the water... The lake in Chuerte is so green that it can't be seen that it's one meter deep... No one can find it, so a magic door was simply added.

However, the undead clan completely emptied everything in the lake in almost ten minutes, and even the wet soil at the bottom of the lake was frozen enough to allow them to rush over directly.

The White Bone Tower, which had been silent all this time, had to respond.

But just as there was a gleam of black light on the top of the tower, it was directly greeted by a terrifying explosion.

The 'Xueyun Peak' who gave the command to 'detonate' looked at the blasted gate and the rapidly enlarged black light, and quickly ordered: "It's raining for the priest! Let the mage blow!"

The grand holy rain appeared directly around the blasted open gate, and was continuously blown into the gate by the wild wind cone technique.

"Damn it!" A roar came from the White Bone Pagoda, and a pale and strange cold light soon appeared on the tower.

Although the black light on the top of the tower was suppressed by the rushing rainwater at first, it quickly grew again, and even slowly began to form a black light ball, and its shape became bigger and bigger.

"Old age!" 'Xue Yunfeng' ordered quickly.

The brilliance of the Emerald Canon shone... the light of dawn rushed in, not only knocking the black ball of light into the air, but even making the entire White Bone Pagoda tremble.

Even the pale light disappeared directly.

"The chosen ones of Lansendar?" The lich in the White Bone Tower said in a puzzled voice, "I...haven't reached the point where the believers of the dawn came to me?

Here in Chuerte, there are not many dead people who believe in the Lord of Dawn.

What?

Ransander is... Interested in the magic net? "

'Xue Yunfeng' suddenly jumped up, clapped his hands, and said happily: "I just said, my judgment will never be wrong!"

Then he raised the small trumpet in his hand: "Listen, the lich inside! This is a follower of the new Goddess of Magic. If you don't want to die with Old Heitong, just come out and surrender!

Remember, keep your mouth shut first. "

"Huh?" Bone Lich said in disbelief, "A mage would believe in that lunatic at Midnight? She actually planned to prevent the evil mage from using the magic net?

Which mage can guarantee that he will always be neutral? "

"He doesn't even mention kindness." 'Xue Yunfeng' couldn't help complaining, and then raised the small horn and continued to shout, "First of all, our mage is neutral, in this poor place of Toril They can all be considered kind!

Secondly, Midnight's reincarnation is our own people, who wants to control our little shit!

Come out now!

If you don't come out again, we will enlarge our moves! "

"This... give me some time, right? I need to be careful..."

"Careful P!"

A rose-colored crystal ball spun and rushed into the gate on the ground ~IndoMTL.com~ hit the White Bone Tower and burst into a bright golden light.

Accompanied by the pitiful screams in the Dimensional Gate, the "Old Sanda King" clapped his hands in disdain amidst the horrified eyes around him: "Delay NM's time!

Is the old lady idle and bored? "

'Xue Yunfeng' opened his mouth helplessly, and in the end he could only press his forehead with a helpless expression: "Forget it, anyway, that can be regarded as a refusal... just treat him as a polite refusal.

Then... let's go to war!

Priest, put a holy light shield on the knight!

The knights are ready to charge collectively in a minute! "

(End of this chapter)

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