Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1271 Soul war, only 1 winner

Chapter 1271 Soul war, there is only one winner

Hei Tong's illusory body couldn't help shaking.

She originally thought that Midnight and Edna would fight first... The Toril gods have always been used to killing the strongest one first.

But Edna directly chose to shift Midnight's attention to her!

Really... Although she has a little understanding of the outside world, Hei Tong's soul is too weak after all, she can't keep awake all the time.

And Edna is a very standard sorcerer, she has restrained her soul power very well... When she was a child, her dream teaching was still dominated by the consciousness of black pupils in oil paintings, and every classroom was constructed with black pupils It didn't take two years to come out to summon her, but it was reversed.

If Edna didn't want to go to class, then even if she slept for a few days and nights, Hei Tong couldn't take her into the classroom.

The shrewd little girl continued to live the life of going to class every day after repeated testing several times to confirm that the black pupil would not resurrect on her body.

Heitong looked hesitantly at Midnight, who was already full of fighting spirit...Why is this guy so provocative?
With so many things happening, is she not alert at all?

Heitong hesitated to speak... She suddenly remembered that once she made up her mind, she would never listen to others again, and her speaking skills might cause more serious problems.

Midnight when she wanted to fight turned into midnight when she exploded, and she could have died on the spot.

But she, even with the help of that sliver of divine power, these soul fragments in the magic net are too weak, Edna has been calling those Chessenta mages are scum, but she... What is the difference?

Hei Tong looked at Edna's sea of ​​souls resolutely: The only thing she can do now is to find a helper!
Edna looked serious.

She was waiting, waiting for a result she didn't want to see.

However, the artifact residual consciousness attached to her soul still didn't choose her.

Edna's spiritual sea was built very firmly by her, and the only thing that could get out was the fragment of the oil painting that had resonated with her spirit for a long time.

Edna's stern expression slowly revealed a hint of sadness: Edna could understand that Hei Tong would definitely help her, it was a matter of survival, and few people would choose to give up.

But from then on, she also lost her first teacher forever.

The eight years of staying together has come to an end.

The moment Edna saw Heitong standing in the sea of ​​spirits, she thought of the teacher in her oil painting. She had enough ability and enough time to stop this stalk of consciousness.

But she doesn't want to.

She doesn't want to keep something that is bound to be lost... so what can I do if I keep it?

False love forever?
Furthermore, even though Heitong's spiritual sense was dedicated to teaching her because of all kinds of misunderstandings, it was also kindness.

Edna, who grew up around the undead, can often hear stories of karma and retribution.

She didn't know if Toril had similar ties, but she was willing to take the risk... Anyway, from now on, she doesn't owe Heitong anything!
Starlight flickered in Midnight's hand, and blue gemstones floated behind her, forming a long sword of stars, pointing straight at Hei Tong.

She turned to look at Edna: "Although I don't know what you want to do, I'd rather get rid of Heitong first."

Then she looked at the black pupil who was about to speak, and sneered: "I am notoriously brainless, impulsive and extreme, so you don't need to talk nonsense!
It's annoying to see you! "

Edna blinked and smiled helplessly.

Then she also took a stance, watching the black pupil that slowly turned from illusion to reality, condensing purple gemstones like stars... The same long sword was also pointed at the black pupil.

"How did she do it?" Midnight asked curiously, "Which old concubine dares to make a move at this time?
What's the use of helping her?

Don't tell me, Toril still has this, ah... eternal love story.

If so, why didn't he block that knife for Heitong back then. "

"Safras is right next to you!" Edna smiled brightly, "Both of us, no matter who appears, he will die.

Only the black pupil is his last straw.

How interesting~
I thought she would ask Azuth for help!
I really panicked, no matter how I put it, I have been wandering around for so long as my granddaughter!

As a result, she chose the closest, useless Savras... She had no intention of trusting Azuth at all.

Also, remembering a lost lover does not mean willing to give up everything for her... Even if most of Azuth's followers were once her followers.

That's why she chose Savras, who had no way out, and the glass head had only one way to go, and she would definitely hold on to her as a straw.

Otherwise, they might have to go directly to hell with Manx!

Hey ~
What a perfect couple, what do you think? "

"Heh~" Midnight sneered, "That is, after all, it was Heitong's choice! But, can you not call her Manx?"

Hei Tong didn't care about the puns of the two women on the opposite side at all, she just sensed the increasingly powerful soul power on her body... Savras should have at least found a very strong believer and prayed devoutly beside him, Hope she can come back to life.

Then it's not like she's incapable of fighting... Leaving aside Midnight, Heitong didn't believe that cunning Edna would not hold back!
Smart people always think too much.

She will win!

Edna doesn't have any disciples to use!

midnight?Who can she find?

We can't let Kelenvor find skeletons to work, can we?
Oh, the prayers of the dead are useless.

Phantoms of small animals also appeared around Heitong, and crazily slammed into the two star swords.

The spiritual sense of the oil painting can be used, and Safras has a large number of Harua masters... The Harua master who once believed in her is beside her, and fate is on her side!
Victory will only be hers!

"What is this doing?" Selûne pointed at the giant screen and asked blankly.

On the huge black screen, there were bursts of devout prayers from several white sailboats: For Mystra.

But after listening for a while, Selûne realized that every word pointed to the former black pupil!
Even the description of the badge is an old version: a blue and white star!
Only Hei Tong's achievements were praised, and nothing after the turbulent years was mentioned.

"Soul war?" Shar suddenly appeared, looking at the giant screen without blinking: "This is interesting, I thought that only Midnight could compete with Edna for the dominance... If these two fight, they will win." It was decided from the beginning, wasn't it?
But black pupil?
How could Edna give her a chance? "

"Dear Ms. Dark Night, can you explain more clearly?" A loud voice came from the study, and the 'Old Sanda King' carrying a tablet poked its head out from the door, "What happened to Edna? baby?

Is the nagging in it harmful to her? "

"This is a test she must pass before becoming a god." Shar looked at the concerned female priest and smiled, "No one can help her in the battle of the soul.

As for those prayers... all I can say is that they didn't help Edna. "

"Is it all right to just pray?" The 'Old Sanda King' widened his eyes.

"Undead are not allowed~" Ransander said solemnly, "Your souls cannot resonate with Toril's magic net."

"That's fine if you're from Toril!" The 'Old Sanda King' thought about it, and then asked tentatively, "It doesn't matter if you're not so pious, right?"

"Those in the giant screen are also cramming, but the mages with powerful souls can hold up to a thousand ordinary people." Shar glanced at her and replied straightforwardly.

"The number of people has never been a problem." The 'Elder Sanda King' quickly waved his hands, and his fingers quickly made marks on the tablet.

In less than 10 minutes, Shar and Selûne looked at her at the same time.

"Am, are there still so many people alive? There are at least 10,000+ people praying with this volume!

Did you even stay with the soldiers? Selûne asked curiously.

"We don't like to kill, especially, powerless civilians.

Among the soldiers in Amn, there are many children who have just grown up, or are even about to grow up, and they are still apprentices! "'Old Sanda King' replied with a smile, "Besides, there are so many real children in Amn!"

Could it be that we killed their fathers, and let their mothers who are not used to going out get used to the life of supporting themselves as soon as possible?

The change of that concept does not happen in a day or two. We...maybe some people are willing to help these women who have lost their will to live, but most of them are still unwilling to do such a boring thing.

You can't watch children wait to die, can you?

Therefore, although it took a little trouble, as long as there are no major problems, we will save them.

Thank you Hill for giving us enough oil paintings. "

Hill, who was still sitting in the pool, smiled and looked up: "That's William willing to spend money."

'Elder Sanda King' held up the tablet in his hand: "Edna is also very willing, so, can I accept the task? Hill."

The beautiful and lovely female pastor looked at Hill eagerly: "Please, don't reject me!
What's more...don't wait until the battle is over.

Before Edna left, she spoke so lightly, I thought she was really going through the motions!
I didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

I really hope that when she comes back, she will directly see her cyclamen. "

"Isn't this already agreed?" Hill beckoned to her, "What kind of blueprint did you come up with, and patch it up for me, lest I refuse?"

Then he couldn't help changing his face: "So many hollows! So many polymetallic smelting! So many inlays!

Do you think I can make a house grow by itself? "

"But Hill can do it~" 'Old Sanda King' leaned towards him cautiously, smiling like a sunflower, "Look, for you, isn't it just a matter of spending a few more days of effort? "

(End of this chapter)

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