Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 942: Did you really fall in love with that William?

With one free hand, Shar gently stroked her fluttering black long hair, and said coldly: "I will not promise anything about the Death Moon Orb.

But I'm not going to use the Twin Burn Ritual until no one offends me.

However, those who enter the Night Temple on their own initiative are not within this scope. "

Selûne gave an 'ah' in surprise: "Sar~ my God~ you actually agreed?

Did you really fall in love with that William? "

"Shut up!" Shar said furiously, "You are the only one with a long mouth, right?"

The undead were in an uproar: "My God! It's my sister-in-law!"

"William is so lucky? Why!"

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, look here! If you have nothing to do, come to a mission! The rewards are generous..."

Then the undead all disappeared together.

It appears William has recovered from the shock.

But Edna, who was on the sidelines, suddenly cheered up... Hey~ She died on the spot alone!

Thanks to Selûne, Edna felt that she could at least thank her for a year!

It would be even better if Shar can reveal some more information about Selûne!

The little girl's **** eyes were wide open, and she looked eagerly at the round hall... Edna wasn't quite sure what the future would be like. But whether there will be a respite in the future depends on how much the twins can explode.

Looking at Shar, who was having difficulty breathing, Edna looked at the sun peacock with a smile on the corner of her mouth. Leave him alone.

The matter of Shaer is enough to make that good peacock gossip for hundreds of years... This is the daughter of the night who has not had any gossip for hundreds of thousands of years!

Unless there are real facts about Selûne and Shar, most Toril gods will not allow their followers to talk nonsense... especially about childbirth.

After all, we all have the same background.

Although Mask came out relatively late, it is impossible to give him a father... This father may refer to a certain **** himself.

So the stories in those legends are at most that the daughter of the night has a little favor for someone, and the maiden of the moon has expressed her affection for someone. Few people dare to say too much.

Even the devil believer who likes to spread rumors the most dare not talk nonsense... who knows which Toril **** will hear it? Regardless of whether he is right or wrong, it is a trivial matter to kill him on the spot, maybe his soul will be torn to pieces and thrown into the dirtiest cesspit.

Even if it is an evil god, no one wants to have more than one father.

Edna, who was secretly grateful, had bright eyes: Shar didn't deny it, she just told Selûne to shut up!

She has already started to look for the image of William that the undead once said in her memory, and then Edna's small face slowly changed shape... Forget it, if it is true according to the undead, Shar Ransander, who might not look like a goblin incarnate.

Share in the round hall was already furious... Although she knew that Selûne would not keep her a secret, this matter would be spread out sooner or later, but definitely not now!

After being kicked out from Ilsdahur, those guys from Abyss and Heaven Mountain must be watching here!

Damn Selûne! She shouldn't think this **** can communicate!

How did the undead scold? The guy who can't stuff two taels of sesame oil into a dog's stomach!

Forget it, what's the use of scolding her?

This thing has no other use than bad things.

Ha! ao that old bastard! Knowing about Mystra and telling Selûne to shut up, she can talk about Shar casually?

Just wait and see~

Shaer looked coldly at the Moon Maiden who was covering her mouth and smiling: "You feel sorry for me? Then send those auto-playing instruments that record the songs that Miril sang for you to Hill Go there!

It's nice to have some accompaniment when watching a play, isn't it? "

Selûne covered her mouth and nodded silently... She always gets carried away with complacency, it's fine for Shar to just embarrass her... Well, the Seat of Sakoziel and the Orb of the Death Moon It seems that it is not so easy to control, otherwise, Shar will definitely send her back to the Kingdom of God first.

She definitely dare not fight back!

Alas~

Even if the entire Toril knows that he is a sound idiot, it is actually fine... After all, many gods who like music already know it in their hearts.

That is, her Silvermoon believers may be hit a bit, and it will definitely be a little awkward when she sings hymns to her Selûne in the future.

But it's nothing, the more food, the more love is the truth, and her believers will understand sooner or later.

Ransendel looked left and right, and then slowly retreated...to the side of the broken tiles and ruins where a row of people lay.

When his furry face suddenly appeared next to Alvia, the White Dragon Queen took a step back in fright.

"Master of Dawn? What's the matter?" Edna patted Alvia reassuringly.

"It's okay, I'll come and see why they stopped talking!" The big peacock lowered his voice as much as possible.

"William has the right to forbid them to say some exaggerated words." Edna turned her head and thought for a while, and chose an answer that was as simple as possible.

"Alas~" Lansander fell to the ground decadently, "They speak so nicely~ Why don't you tell them."

The undead standing behind him nodded desperately.

When Lansander, who fell on the ground, swayed his tail feathers slightly, he shook violently: "Eh? Why is there a blockade here? When did Shar seal it?"

Edna couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Otherwise, why are the undead so honest!

He rushed over and took a quick shot at Shar!

Like now, if it weren't for this blockade, they would have bald Lansander's hair!

If Alvia wasn't afraid of crowding, she would have been pushed to the back by these undead who were taking pictures of the peacocks up and down, left and right.

Edna looked at 'Honey' who was squatting between Alvia's paws to take pictures, with a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth: "Lord of the Dawn, you know that the Daughter of the Night and the Maiden of the Moon, this What are you waiting for?"

"Didn't Shar want to control those two artifacts?" Ransander said nonchalantly, "Although Lady Pain and Laloque are both in Outland, there is no way to rush over to compete with her.

But it's impossible to just give up.

Since Shar has made a promise, we naturally have the responsibility to help her block the final struggle of those two. "

"But doesn't that mean that you have offended those two strong men too? It's fine for Laroque, Ms. Pain..." Edna asked thoughtfully.

"The little girl is quite studious!

It doesn't matter~ I don't need to say, even if it is Selûne, when has she ever been afraid of trouble? "Landsendel lazily changed his posture, and opened the very decorative tail feathers to the maximum, in exchange for a more enthusiastic gaze from the undead.

Sun Peacock suddenly let out a cruel laugh... which formed a delicious contrast with his usual enthusiastic voice.

"Sigil City." Ransander said in a flat tone while opening one side of his wings and posing in a beautiful pose, "Ms. Pain is indeed very strong, but that's only in Sigil City.

She tied her power too deeply to Sigil City, and that city has been growing chaotically like this, sooner or later it will turn her into the same thing as the powerful but selfless will of the Abyss.

That's why she has been tempting gods from other universes to enter, hoping to find a solution before being assimilated by Sigil.

It's a pity, don't look at the **** of the portal who is unlucky and gave his priesthood to Sigil..."

Lansander looked at the surprised Edna strangely: "Don't you have the inheritance of Azuth? How could you not know this?

Although there were many portals in Sigil City at the beginning, they were all built by various races. Unlike now, opening a drawer can turn into a door.

Tsk tsk~ She doesn't allow any gods to enter Sigil City now, not because she doesn't need it, but because she hasn't digested the power of that powerful god.

After so many years, the God of Portal is still stubbornly floating in the star realm, with the hope of being resurrected at any time.

Otherwise, why did she attack the elf princess of Evermeet Island?

The light of natural magic that the godborn elves inherited in Corellon's blood has always been useful in sealing off the dimension.

But do you understand what that means? "

Edna nodded with a pale face: "I will never be able to get rid of hanging on the gate of dimension.

In fact, just like the Wall of Unbelievers, it is the harshest punishment in Toril. "

"It is her freedom to despise the gods in Sigil.

But stretching out her hand so long..." Ransander laughed, "Naturally someone will let her know what pain is. "

Edna tried desperately to recall her memories... Black Eye's teachings to her hadn't extended to Outland, so she could only look for clues from those fragments.

However, she stretched out her fist and tapped her little head in embarrassment: Isn't there always a bunch of messy memories? Why is there nothing here in Sigil?

Edna just hoped that it wasn't that she didn't know anything...but because of her unexpected death, some of her memories flew away along with the scattered soul fragments.

"Azus is a human being who became a **** later, so he may not be interested in these past things." Lansander couldn't help laughing when he saw Edna's little actions, "If there is no inheritance, there is no such thing! These things are not It doesn't matter if you go to Chaofan.

Sometimes knowing too much is not good.

Like this hubbell family. "

Ransendel's golden eyeballs seemed to flash a stern light: "How long has this family existed in Long Saddle Town!

There has always been a lot of things going on here in Jianwan~IndoMTL.com~ As long as they are not so greedy, they will definitely get a lot of benefits.

Ao is actually very fair.

The places in Faerun Continent where accidents are frequent due to the fate of the gods have always been rich in resources, and he doesn't mind too much if someone takes the opportunity to take advantage of it...Anyway, it would be risking their lives.

But look, this time the Harbell family is also just looking for leftovers to borrow money, isn't it bad luck?

Tsk, this is what happens to traitors! "

Edna, known as leftovers, showed a polite smile: Actually, you will know later, I may be the main meal.

The Hubbell family's bad luck this time may not be because they know too much, but because they know too little.

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