Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1252 The First Wave Arrival
Hill froze for a moment.

Is Shar planning to hand over the followers of the dark night in the north to Nasr?

No, it should be said, is she sure that Chuerte is doomed?

They even sent the prepared successors over!
However, if Chuerte really exploded, Utao would be seriously injured if he did not die.

According to Toril's usual style... Gods who cannot give back to believers can be respected, but they will never gain any faith.

Those races living in the rainforest in the southern part of the Faerun continent are even more dependent on the gifts of the gods... otherwise they would not even be able to guarantee food.

The mushrooms in the fantasy world are much more terrifying than "white stems, red umbrellas"... Even the same kind of mushrooms may suddenly change from edible to highly poisonous.

The most frightening thing is those spores that float in the wind: Even if ordinary people grow vegetables outside, they may have some special seasonings for no reason.

Therefore, any race living in the rainforest is either born with nature and knows what kind of food is edible at a glance, or it relies on the gift of the gods: no matter what kind of food, it must go through the eyes of the shaman before it can be delivered to the mouth.

As the only true god of Chult, Ubtao is really the only spiritual pillar of these races in this respect.

If he loses his response, Hill can't imagine how many people in the rainforest who don't get a response will die.

Therefore, although Shar took advantage of people's danger very wickedly... Ubtao, as the original desolate god, fell asleep for thousands of years, and would wake up sooner or later, but if all his followers were seduced by Hydera, That... 1 years is not too long, and 10 years is not too short.

But for mortals, it is a kind of happiness to receive the feedback of a new god at the critical moment of life and death, even embracing the shadow.

This change of belief is of course cruel... If there are really races that are willing to perish with their main god, then no one can save them.

However, Hill shook her head helplessly: If it wasn't for Shar's extreme desire to minimize the presence of Aishuduo, she wouldn't have sent Hydera there so soon.

Letting most of the mortals die, leaving only those with the most perseverance, the most perseverance, and even the luckiest powerhouses for her use is Shaer's usual method.

Shar has never liked the weak.

It's the hydra, who is probably still a little confused now... He has been working under Shar for so long, and he doesn't even have a name. Every day he is afraid that he will be sent to accompany the former God of the Underdark. To be able to mix to the point where the daughter of the night obeys the god!

"Won't your two earliest voters go crazy with jealousy?" Selûne asked with a smile, "It stands to reason that it should be..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Shar turned to look at her, "Didn't it be possible for you to choose who you have the best relationship with?

Of course who is suitable for whom!
What friendship are you playing with your subordinates?
Can you share your divine right with them?Or put your own kingdom of God...

what……

No, you did it all.

Where is that Illusion Goddess Layla now?
You can't leave the Kingdom of God on Selûne to her, can you? "

Selûne was finally quiet.

Ransander said with a smile: "Didn't Leila go to the star world? She lost the priesthood of Selûne, and only illusions and lies are left on her body.

Cyric is more interested in her than in Mystra.

Back then, he was able to find a way to attack Amaunata so quickly, wasn't it because he happened to find Layla in the astral realm? "

Hill glanced at the big golden peacock in puzzlement... He, who has always been afraid of chaos in the world, is not an enthusiastic person who can smooth things over.

Ransander didn't hide it: "Then Shar... will your future voters or followers of God choose those who have a good relationship with the undead?

Calinshan and Amu have a very cold attitude towards the undead, even a bit hostile... Is that why you don't plan to promote them at all? "

"Do you think I'm as stupid as you?" Shar snorted, "My believers, my voters, before me, can only obey.

If I need them to be friendly with the undead, Iltmara and Abert would never dare not smile at them!
The relationship between these two is very bad. If there are two slave gods, I can give them both.

If there is only one, don't say that the gods in the swamp and jungle are only suitable for Hydera, even if the two are suitable, they cannot be given.

tsk~
What's the point of me saying this to you two? "

Shar looked around contemptuously... His eyes were full of ridicule for those two guys who were completely ignorant of the world.

Ransander didn't care about Shar's attitude at all, he stared at Shar very seriously, and after confirming that she really thought so, he slowly relaxed: "That's okay.

If you really go too far and act like you are desperate for love, I will really worry about how long the undead can stay in Toril.

It doesn't matter if you are broken in love, but don't let me have no fun to watch. "

Shar suddenly turned her head and stared fiercely at the Lord of Dawn: What do you mean it doesn't matter if you are broken in love?
Selûne belatedly interrupted the simmering atmosphere in the garden: "Eh? Are you afraid that if Shar behaves like a demon, AO will directly cut off Trasil's plane door?

no~
Even if Shar sent all Toril to that William, AO wouldn't blink.

Anyway, what she said doesn't count, and it's free if you give it away. "

Hill silently took out the iced durian milkshake, and quietly took a big sip... Selûne's thinking always made him a little bit behind.

Fortunately, at this time, the giant screen was lit up again, and this conversation that was not right with the mouth of the donkey was finally able to come to an end.

The first thing that comes into view is a valley covered with jungles. The camera is slowly sliding across the valley to the flame peaks at the bottom... The active volcano seems to be erupting all the time, but there is no magma falling down.

It was as if there were a pair of invisible hands, pressing all the normal reactions of the volcano back into the crater.

This 'person' with the live broadcast equipment should live in a hidden cave on the cliff of the valley.

Selûne let out an 'ah' in surprise: "This is your Valley of Lost Glory that claims to contain countless treasures, but is actually used to deceive people?"

"This is not a lie." Shar said without changing his expression, "Aishuduo cheated several cities at the beginning! He put the precious treasures of those cities in this valley, and there are many scattered in the jungle. gold and silver jewelry.

After all, he didn't even have a chance to clean up.

If the adventurer can really come in...and get out alive, he will definitely make a fortune. "

Hill silently glanced at the Daughter of the Night... Not to mention the strange-colored moss, mushrooms and shrubs all over the ground, the camera slid over that period of time, and he saw pokeweed, hook kiss, acacia, wind Beetle, datura, datura, tung tree, castor, and a large number of curare wood and poison fruit yew.

According to Hill's understanding of these plants...the faint mist in the valley must be full of mixed toxins that are difficult to remove.

Those who can step into her valley alive probably have no chance of getting out alive if they don't kneel under Aishuduo's claws.

Selûne tilted her head and thought for a while: "I always feel that you are lying, but it is not a lie... So, are you using something that is impossible to achieve to divert attention?"

Shar snorted coldly and didn't answer her words.

"Huh?" Hill carefully glanced at the upper left of the giant screen, "The Haruahs are here!"

The camera quickly turned in that direction.

Hill restrained his urge to look towards Shar, trying to focus on the giant screen.

It is indeed Harua's famous white sailboat.

This is a sub-artifact-level magic ship, with fast speed, high defense, and extraordinary weapon level.

Halrua always claimed to have six... and now they're all here.

"By the way, Hill, how many crumbs went to Haruah?" Selune asked curiously.

"Four."

"It's quite in line with Haruah's personality." Selene said with a smile, "Two-thirds are ready to fight, and one-third are ready to run at any time."

"I don't know how many white sailboats Haruah still has." Hill asked curiously.

"Don't worry, there must be six more ships." Lansander replied decisively, "Since the Floating City was smashed down, this group of Nether survivors, no matter what they do, have to keep half of them."

"You can't say that, after all, it's for longevity, and they will still be willing to pay." Shar laughed, "It's just that Hallua is now divided...more than those schools of Serre."

(End of this chapter)