Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1042 The soon-to-be-famous William

Edna understood why Ransander had come to her.

Compared with the cold and frightening atmosphere between the two silent goddesses, of course there are still so many enthusiastic supporters here in the hall of the undead, which is more suitable for this big peacock who likes to attract attention.

Edna actually admires Selûne... Under such a cold aura, the figure in the moonlight is still looking forward to it, even waving and smiling at the undead here.

One can imagine how good the Moon Maiden's heart is.

Edna turned her head and thought about it, and then looked at the sun peacock lying in front of her left... Even the famous Ransander couldn't bear the scene, it's normal for her not to have the guts.

She felt that even if she retrieved all the soul fragments, she would probably just be like Ransander, squatting in a corner in a daze.

This half hour... was so long that Edna thought a day had passed.

In the middle, she actually thought about leaving several times, but even the disciples of Bane and Rose behind them stood stubbornly in the corner and watched the excitement without blinking an eye!

Shar's own voters didn't choose to leave after hearing the shocking secret, including that Hydera... But Edna also suspected that they didn't know what to do.

It's hard to pretend not to hear such words... But this is the first time in hundreds of thousands of years that the main god of my family has been tempted!
It's scary to think about it, okay?
Now Hydera looks at the twelve heads of the undead, none of which have the same expression... He seems to be imagining the shape of William through observation of the undead.

But it seems more and more silly.

Edna curled her lips... I hope Hydera won't be stupid enough to ask the undead directly, otherwise, he will either tie knots and beat him to death, or be thrown into the shadow world by his own goddess and imprisoned to death.

Edna sighed, as long as she thought that Rose and Ben were still watching, the little girl had the feeling that if she left, she would lose.

And although the others were still in the dark, Shar and Selûne who stood there in a daze knew who she was... Edna really didn't want to show timidity in front of them.

The little girl lowered her head and smiled: In fact, she and that person still have some things in common... They are a bit desperate to save face.

Knowing that the two inside were watching her excitement, it was impossible for her to choose to run away.

Especially Shar, as long as Edna thought of those past memories, she was unwilling to act too weak in front of the past master of the Shadow Magic Web.

Fortunately, the half hour was only slowed down in her perception, instead of falling into the crack of time suddenly... The Death Moon Magic Orb and the seat of Sakoziel released a cold and dark light at the same time.

On the throne where Shaer was sitting, countless blades were suddenly released, stirring up vortices in the air, and heading straight for Shar.

A ray of clear moonlight directly blocked the undead power erupting from the Death Moon Magic Orb.

A rose-colored radiance suppressed the dark light surging under the seat of Sakoziel at the foot of the chair.

Shar gave a cold laugh, and the cloak formed by the condensed power of shadows rose directly into the sky, easily catching those sharp blade lights.

The Lady of Pain is indeed very powerful...the movement of the knife light cutting the cloak can be seen by everyone.

Shar tightly held the Death Moon Orb in his left hand, completely ignoring the battle between the moonlight and the power of the undead on the Orb, but directly swung a long whip with his right hand... As Astimos suddenly turned into Smoke and dust, the blades suddenly turned faster... However, the light of these rapidly spinning blades became darker and darker under the whipping of the long whip.

"Selûne." Shar called out.

A milky, glowing mass of moonfire flew straight out of that ray of moonlight and rushed into the black cloak like a cloud of cream.

The night cloak formed by the power of the shadow spun like a vortex... The moonfire pulled itself out a long and thin silk thread, and carefully sewed the cloak that was about to be destroyed by the blade.

The primordial power of chaos formed by the joint efforts of the Maiden of the Moon and the Daughter of the Night cannot be countered by the little power left in the artifact by the Lady of Pain.

Shar turned his head slightly, and the Whip of Darkness swung again. With each whip, the silver blade in the cloak turned black.

Edna's eyes widened... She finally understood what Ransander meant by cutting off the hand that the Lady of Pain reached into Toril.

The reason why Shar would rather cooperate with Selûne for the first time is to completely wipe out the soul power of Lady Pain... Even if that lady has other backers in Toril, the power of the original chaos is enough to make her Nothing can be done.

Unless that Lady of Pain would rather provoke AO out in order to regain this power...that's simply impossible.

Edna is not stupid, she can tell from Ransander's performance that although the path of Lady Pain is not the same as that of AO, they are actually the same kind.

They are all trying to use creation to find a new path.

And AO, who has opened up many worlds, is obviously much better than the lady of pain who is still looking for her own way out... Even though AO often doesn't care about these external forces reaching into Toril's hands, once he cares, pain The lady is absolutely afraid to face his seriousness.

Edna showed a wry smile... Although she also felt that she had too many moments of dumbfounding today, what can she do?

Obviously, what is related to her now is something that AO will not allow those outside forces to interfere.

The Hubbell family was the chicken he threw out to make an example of others.

As for the red butt that the monkey accidentally exposed when he was running away, he could only consider himself unlucky, no matter how he was whipped by AO's darling daughter.

Edna raised her head and glanced at the corner of the dilapidated castle that was slightly exposed above her head: as for the chickens like Harbel, I am afraid that they will soon disappear.

Whether it is the inheritance of the black pupil, or the broken memory, Edna understands... People who have Huber's blood, those who follow the main line to learn dark and necromantic arts, must have no way to survive.

As for the rest, whether they are learning orthodox spells or learning white spells like Marco... the only way left is to change their names.

The Harbell family, which existed in Faerun for thousands of years, has never existed with this surname since then.

Marco can only be Marco... Luskan can't allow him to continue to live, Kelben... Kelben probably only has one thing left to worry about.

The archmage of the good camp can only go to the Shadow Valley.

"It's over." Ransander shook his feathers and stood up, "Oh~ this time Shar has made a lot of money!"

Edna glanced at him nervously, immediately lowered her head and said quickly, "Alvia, back up! Speed ​​up!"

After the important matter was over, Sun Peacock really did not let down Edna's vigilance, and said happily: "I took two artifacts, and one secondary artifact, and found myself a little lover. Tsk tsk, what a happy woman .”

He turned to look at the undead: "Is her little lover handsome? How about Shelby? Who is more handsome?"

It's a pity that none of the undead by the wall wanted to chat with him, they were all running back in panic... That terrible shadow whip has been drawn over the sky!

When Alvia ran away, Leonard, who had been in a constant state of shock, was taken away by them... As for those humans, they didn't dare to stand in front of them and look at them from the beginning.

"Run! Run directly to the passage above!" Edna's voice was about to slap.

De Weiss and Luca followed behind them with their own people without hesitation.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The undead who had their voices released could only scream, "It's about to collapse!"

Alvia, who was running wildly with her head down, screamed angrily: "You guys who are in the way! Leave me a way to take off~"

"What beautiful things are you thinking about? Alvia!" The undead running in front of her still had time to reply, "Didn't you see that the one at the front is Hydera!

You can only bump into him! "

"Tsk~ It's his master who went crazy, but he runs the fastest!" Alvia murmured dissatisfied.

Edna looked back at Leonard who was grabbing Alvia's scales for strength: "Leon, come to your senses! How many times have you hit the wall?

It's really not good, you come up!For emergencies, Alvia won't blame you. "

The half-elf raised his head blankly: "It's good to hit it a few times, and it can keep you awake. Hehe~ The common sense of the gods taught by the magic tower is a P!"

Edna was speechless.

What can she say?
Most of the gods in Toril probably don't know as much as you do?
"It will be fine when we arrive at Aglaia." She could only comfort her in the end.

Josanne, who had already fallen on Alvia, was quite happy: "Oh, Leon, what we saw today, after returning to the Lost Peak, we can talk about it for 100 years!"

Edna smiled helplessly... When you return to Lost Peak, you can tell my story for 1000 years, right?

Hill, who finally came out of the pool in the floating castle, stared dumbfounded at the rapidly developing plot in front of him... Not to mention how shocking the Toril people were caused by the combination of these three, William never hid Can't stand it?

The Toril gods do not know how many have to poke around the boundary of Trassil's universe.

Fortunately, after the world was complete, there were only two paths left to enter Trasil... the elemental world and the stepped vortex composed of various tiny stars, and their star gate was actually established through that vortex.

When Hill recalls that vortex now, he always has a strange feeling: this is the hole poked out by the World Tree with its roots across the crystal wall.

Compared with Toril, who is always leaking, Trasil is quite safe... If it hadn't been for the violent attack when he was still in his infancy, how could he be so miserable.

Hill sighed softly, and then immediately grinned a smile that almost showed his gums...Damn William, he deserved his bad luck, preferably two more years of bad luck.

Regardless of whether Hill has a crush on Shar or not, he is still a little upset seeing William being favored by a beauty.

(End of this chapter)