Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1186: Where is Edna?
In the narrowest section of the strait between Chult and Calimshan, the end-to-end large ships of the end of the world played a game of iron chains across the bay.
On the sea near the bow and stern of their ship, there are endless dorsal fins of sharks floating, creating a particularly chilling atmosphere.
However, on the luxurious big ship in the middle, the big boss lying on his golden dragon throne felt that he was dying.
He glanced at 'Lu Huayu' who was standing in the living room and kept ordering, and kept sighing: "Look, the young master who asked the sword, how handsome he is!
Look at that cyan light wall, how stylish it is!
Why can I only lie on my stomach here... I also want to make a good appearance! "
"Boss."'Lu Huayu' put down the tablet in his hand and smiled softly, "Do you think the little jumping bean riding a crab is more powerful, or the golden armored knight riding a shark is more eye-catching?
Girls don't find the young master's appearance of hiding in the crab's claws attractive.
Girls with a pair of "wisdom eyes" only like heroes, don't they? "
Looking at the big boss who turned over and started to think about which girl to accompany him to ride the shark, 'Lu Huayu' couldn't help complaining in his heart:
Fortunately, their boss has always been dedicated, and will always like the kind of girl who likes to play.
We are all the kind of people that love is like a puff of smoke, and it will disperse when the wind blows.
This is also the reason why although the boss is no better than the young master, he can still persist until now.
The most fortunate thing is that their boss will never pursue any personality, and he doesn't like to eat grass by the side of the nest, and he won't look at the dummy in his eyes... Maybe it's because he sees too many intelligent robots, so He is absolutely true to the NPC in his heart.
Whether it looks good or not is like a fleeting moment, you forget it after watching it, and let it go after you praise it.
This made 'Lu Huayu' feel more at ease... At least he doesn't have to worry about what will happen to him in the last days... To be honest, he always felt that the girl who painted the brush went crazy in the end because she felt that she was being killed by someone. Virtual existence is inferior.
After losing to a certain female player, maybe she can accept the reality instead. After all, the **** Mobi has never accepted her, and she can always see Mobi flirting with other girls.
But... the female NPC in the game, and the well-known and experienced drow elves are more interested in writing than her. Even most members of the family feel that they can approve of this weird feeling... It's just that After destroying a dungeon on Black and White Road, 'Lu Huayu' felt that the paintbrush was showing mercy.
If it had been changed to 'Two Lines of Bamboo'...he would have been able to calmly think of this terrible woman now...heiheilu probably wouldn't even be able to keep his name.
No, I can't even keep Mobi's own name. Do you want to keep safe without changing your name?
'Lu Huayu' sighed, quietly looking at the lady with a full personality disguised as a figure at the bow:
It was a tall and plump lady with long dark green hair, huge purple jewelry, and a long black dress: **** and wide buttocks, sharp eyes.
He really didn't expect that Anboli also had a normal human form!
However, what does the old dog mean when he asked him to transfer it to Anboli?
He bowed his head and pondered for a long time, but he didn't understand why he only said that he could make Sekora spit out everything in Toril, and let Umberli, who never showed human appearance, stand on the bow of their ship to replace the original one. A figurehead of a pure maiden.
Isn't Sekola the **** of the sahuagin?
Toril's theocracy of the sea seems to have nothing to do with Sekola!
At this time, Amberley's main goal should be to **** the sea theocracy that Talos has returned after disappearing, right?
Although Valkur is only the belief of sailors, he is not without the ambition to stretch his hands into the sea!
Why did Umberli show that he cared more about Sekora?
Tsk, forget it, he has never studied the plot to such an in-depth level, nor can he understand the thinking of the chaotic camp... Although Ambowry is the type of woman who is easy to communicate with, as long as the compliment is in place. , but as the side of the god, 'Lu Huayu' always felt that he was a little too lively... Thinking about it, it must be this kind of guy!
He just waits and sees the result. There is no need to waste brain cells on such trivial matters that have nothing to do with life.
'Lu Huayu' turned out the tablet and glanced at the old hag with a pair of black wings that was slowly emerging on Chuert... the skin color was like bruises, and the whole body was covered with warts , rotten sores and pustules, and even the pair of wings seemed to be incomplete.
Tsk, they really should show their bosses, the black feather wings don't only grow on fallen angels.
And shriveled, wrinkled, shrewd, wicked old crones with hellish red eyes.
'Lu Huayu', who comforted himself mentally, cut the scene to the one he didn't want to see the most: the majestic 'young master' sitting on the back of an embroidered crab, full of excitement Give orders. ,
The huge bug with the head of the two-headed baboon on the opposite side, and the body that stood upright and hit the wall, are now a huge target, and they can play whatever they want.
Qianjian is now happily testing out which weapons and spells are more harmful to him, so the scene is quite chaotic.
Life is always full of joys and sorrows, with ups and downs, and he 'Lu Huayu' actually paid attention to the life and death of 'Young Master' one day.
"Huh?" Selûne exclaimed in surprise, "What is Malagarde doing? Does she want to return to her youth?
Crazy?
She took the evil old witch as an opportunity to become a god!
If you want to reverse this image...the natural-born Amberley couldn't do it back then! "
"Amberley prefers the wave form." Shar reminded coldly, "She can be whatever she wants."
"But that's not the real body of a god!" Selene nuzzled and said, "When it officially appears, you have to use your true form!
I also don't want to turn into a muscular giantess with a fierce face and a muscular body as soon as I fight!
But when you get angry, you still look the same! "
Just as Shar wanted to return her, she was shocked by the madness of the hag duchess: "Does she want to become a fallen angel? Repairing her wings?
Is she really the angel who died in the Styx? After the soul fell and was punished by God to become an old hag?
Who raised such a stupid angel? "
Ransendel looked at the two goddesses in confusion, and tentatively asked, "Can she succeed?"
"Wait to explode!" Shar spit out four words briefly.
Selûne quickly explained: "She wants to become a **** in Toril, and Toril also responded to her... But the foundation of the black pupil is only so far.
What's left is to look at her accumulated energy, and the pious prayers of those hags' nightmares... But she is changing the shape of the hag!
Do you think those hags, green hags, and medusa's will be dominated by a beautiful woman who looks like a fallen angel?
Who isn't jealous?
This means that her faith is also broken.
Energy... If it can be stored for hundreds of years, why are there so many demigods in Toril who don't even have the ability to rush into the starry sky? "
Then Selûne was stunned for a moment, looked at Lansander and said with surprise: "You should understand... the disaster of dawn is not just..."
"If it weren't for some inexplicable accidents, I would have succeeded." Ransander interrupted her, "The simultaneous prayers of hundreds of millions of people, and the construction of the large Dawn Altar are all carefully calculated by me. Results.
It's just... Some people didn't want Taiji to be resurrected, some guys didn't allow so many gods and angels to appear, so they made trouble while I was busy building the altar.
Otherwise, I will definitely succeed. "
He glanced at the giant screen and said with disdain: "Don't compare this greedy guy with me!"
Selûne was rarely shocked by the confidence of others, and the lips that could not be closed for a long time on that smiling face proved her unbelievability.
Although AO's approach is very cold, it cannot be said that he did something wrong... Not to mention the thousands of gods, even angels, need energy to survive!
More than a billion, even if Toril is expanded ten thousand times, it may not be able to support so many angels.
Otherwise, a guy like Corellon, who protects his weaknesses, would not have kept silent, even though so many elves were wiped out, he would not accept any of the twin-carrying elves to enter the elf **** system... You know, those elves empires The royal family members are all shed with his blood.
Although they are getting rarer with the passage of time, they are still there.
Not even Corellon would support such behavior happening again.
Elves are not unique to Toril, and the chaotic nature of elves makes it easy for them to do it again.
The result of not even being able to enter the kingdom of the elves can calm these guys who are about to move... If it wasn't for Lansander who was responsible for stuffing these elves into his kingdom, they could only live in the Styx like humans Waiting for the ending!
Otherwise~IndoMTL.com~Why do some gods still dare to take a similar road to conferring gods in the later stage?
Anyone who knows well understands that Ransander's failure has determined the fate of failure from the first day of his whimsy.
Whether Tai Ji is resurrected or not is another matter.
Shaer looked at the two guys who were talking, and pointed at the giant screen with an absurd face: "The energy on the night hag is too chaotic now, and the undead are retreating.
Damn, can't let her into Chult, I still want it! "
"You have to have a good environment, but also be deserted. Your requirements are always in conflict." Selûne muttered, and suddenly remembered something, "Eh? Where is Edna's cloud house? Your photography What kind of business is the master and the undead fighting for! Go find the new Mystra!"
"It didn't land, but it's still flying... Eh? What does Ubtao want?" Shar suddenly stood upright, "How did you drag the cloud house to his holy land, Mezro City?"
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