Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1295 Edna rushing to the star realm
Edna ran from floor to floor, pushing open the door of each room, remembering each room deeply in her heart, and even touching the curtains on the French windows with her own hands.

The comfortable sofa in the long hallway, the beautiful sideboard.

One beautiful oil painting after another... Each one represents her dream.

She used to hold so many beautiful fantasies about her future, bit by bit, they were all condensed here.

She knew she would never see again...but those were not her real eyes anymore.

Even if you don't give up, time is not forgiving.

Edna, who was running wildly, finally stopped. She looked at the elliptical arch with white rose vines in front of her, took a deep breath, and quietly walked into the top of the castle, which was full of purple cyclamen. open air garden.

This is Edna's own little world of solitude, and only people she approves can enter.

She doesn't need to consider other people's feelings at all... Therefore, there are only endless, deep and light purples surrounding her, and naturally there is no blue and white of the magic net.

A drop of water slowly emerged from the corner of Edna's eye... However, this drop of water quickly condensed into a jewel.

She doesn't even have the right to cry now...

Holding the crystal clear tear jewel in her hand, Edna turned her head to look at the 'Old Sanda King' who silently followed her.

However, before she could open her mouth, she was dragged to the outermost terrace of the garden by the 'elderly Sanda King'.

At this moment, the dark sky suddenly bloomed countless flowers.

"Look! What a beautiful fireworks in our sky~ You just need to see the fireworks, don't think about those annoying things before you leave." 'Old Sanda King' pointed to the sky full of fireworks and smiled at her, "Life is like fireworks, gorgeous and colorful, short and eternal.

What is short is the time spent together... Even brothers and sisters, parents and children are just partners for a period of life.

As for eternal love, it is indeed very precious, but I will wish you happiness, but I will not say anything that I hope you will get it.

For some people, love is important.

But sometimes, there are always people who feel that their happy life does not need the embellishment of love.

So, Edna, in our world, I only wish you to live as you want, to be able to catch love when it comes, and to give it up freely if you can't keep it.

But memories are permanent and happy memories are never forgotten.

So don't be sad, live happily every day from now on~"

Edna nodded slightly, showing her most beautiful smile under the sky filled with fireworks.

She looked up at the fireworks display that completely flooded the sky.

Edna knew very well why the undead would do this.

The happy birthday song is a blessing to her, but this fireworks is to let her stay in Toril for the last time, so that she doesn't have to be affected by everything outside the sky.

Everyone understands that every movement on the battlefield in the starry sky is a urge to the new goddess of magic.

She didn't show up when Haim blew himself up... In fact, many gods were surprised.

Heim's death was indeed inevitable.

But as Mystra's successor, normally, she should watch the end of this patron saint who influenced three generations of goddesses of magic.

The gods of Toril have always valued this inexplicable sense of ritual.

But Edna didn't show up.

Compared with such boring things, she felt that her own castle was more important... If there was anything that could delay her, it would have to be the news that Helm was fooling around with Cyric again.

Edna felt that in the days to come, she would learn the powerful divine powers of those three squatting in Hill Castle, never letting go of any fun.

She even had the illusion that only such powerful divine power could live long in a ghostly place like Toril.

Heh~ Maybe it's not an illusion.

Edna blinked her eyes, bent slightly, grabbed the hand of the 'Old Sanda King', and gently placed the gemstone in her palm.

The tear jewel seemed to feel the owner's heart, and slowly sank into the palm of the female priest... Finally, it gently emerged from the middle of the forehead of the 'Old Sanda King'.

Edna laughed: "Ah... Sure enough, I am a very cunning person!
I just want to exist in the hearts and brows of Sister Sanda Wang. "

'Old Sanda King' touched his forehead with the other hand: "Ah...is this the blessing of the goddess of magic?"

"Edna." Edna said softly, "In front of you, there is only Edna."

A melodious bell sounded in my ears, and the bell tower hidden in the small town port struck 12 o'clock at midnight.

It also hit Edna's heart.

The call of the magic net became deeper and deeper, and the hourglass that was passing by in her ears at that time finally dropped the last drop of sand.

Time is really ruthless, and there is no turning back at all.

"Ah..." Edna smiled hard, "I really don't want to leave!

With double ponytails, the beautiful and lovely Sanda Wang sister, I have only watched it for a while!
When I was in Chult, the first time I saw it, I... almost cried!

I really... don't want to leave..."

Alvia rushed to the sky, and flew around the castle together with Arauzato who came over at some point.

"Don't forget me!" Edna shouted suddenly as she slowly dissipated in the blue-white flames, "Even if you don't come to Toril again, don't forget me!"

'Old Sanda King' clenched his fists and lowered his head helplessly.

A huge reflection of Edna appeared in the sky. Under her feet was Toril's most famous white dragon queen. Behind her were the ancient white dragon Arauzato and a looming ghostly silver dragon.

"I, Goddess of Magic Edna, inherit the will of previous Goddesses of Magic, and in the name of Mystra, guard the Magic Net and Toril."

The phantom dragon fell extremely fast and rushed towards the Cyclamen Castle, with blue flames burning on its body.

As she crashed into the steeple on the right side of the castle, blue and white flames began to sprinkle from the air to the hidden town, still so dazzling in the light and shadow of the fireworks.

The 'Old Sanda King' who lowered his head looked in surprise at the blue-white flame roaring towards her, and couldn't help taking a few steps back.

The flames that fell directly on the terrace blazed up.

A beautiful little face slowly emerged from it, and after struggling violently for a while, it slowly walked out of it.

"Edna?" The 'Old Sanda King' looked at the 12-year-old girl with a confused face.

"Ah..." Edna ran over briskly, hugging the 'Old Sanda King' who was half a head shorter than her, "Hey~ I didn't expect to succeed!

I thought I couldn't separate out this strand of soul before entering the Joseph Garden!

Fortunately, it worked.

This is Edna, the mayor of the hidden town~
Although I can only live in Cyclamen Castle, but!According to the agreement, the hidden town is still mine! "

"Wait a minute! Let me go!" 'Old Sanda King' finally realized what had happened, and instantly flew into a rage, "Edna! You bad boy! Give me back my sentimentality!"

"No~" Edna hugged Sanda King tightly, and said in a very serious tone, "Look, for Edna, even though it's still Edna who is holding you, it's not her. !
Edna~ She's such a selfish ghost who wants to eat her own jealousy!
Don't look at her cutting Dandel with the magic sword now, but she has been looking at this side and getting angry all the time! "

'Elderly Sanda King' couldn't figure out what was going on with these gods.

But at this moment, she is very sure that even if one day, she does not come to this ghostly place of Toril again, she will never forget Edna, a wicked little bastard!
She really almost cried just now!
Hill did not stay at Cyclamen Castle.

After watching Edna ascend to the starry sky, he directly returned to his floating castle on the Pulvi.

But what surprised him was that Shar, Selûne, and Ransander were still watching the giant screen there.

Then he quickly realized: "Demogorgon is still there?"

"Better! Manx is back." Ransander quickly replied, "He rushed directly to that dimensional space aggressively, beating the double-headed worm violently."

"Huh?" Hill quickly returned to his old position, looking at the giant screen with piercing eyes, "Where is Savras?"

"It probably entered Manx's stomach." Shar replied softly.

"What... what?" Hill asked suspiciously.

If Toril's God of Prophecy is swallowed by the Lord of Demons, why are you so calm?

"There's no need to be so surprised." Selûne said leisurely, "You see, if he continues to be his devil's lord, then AO will naturally have nothing to do.

But he devoured the power that belonged to Toril... The fragments of the Fate Tablet in Savras' soul were not fakes.

Then this big devil, at least before pulling out that soul fragment, can only be regarded as a harmless creature in front of AO. "

"Can you...not be so disgusting?" Shar turned to look at her sister, "Do you love Rose that much?"

"No... I think this is an interesting topic, can we bypass it?" Ransander couldn't help but ask, "Look at Manx's nimble little feet! The kick is so accurate, it directly hits both heads middle!"

"The devil...they all have athlete's foot, right? That stinks too." Selûne answered inexplicably.

Hill looked helplessly at the Silver Moon girl who couldn't get away from that weird train of thought... She should be talking about the breath of hell.

Ransander glanced at Selûne in despair, completely unable to understand how someone would find disgust on their own... Normally, shouldn't they be disgusted by others to entertain themselves?
There was suppressed anger in Shar's voice: "Selûne, shake the water in your head!"

"Ah..." Hill interjected lightly, "How is the new Goddess of Magic doing?"

"What else can I do?" Selûne spread her hands, "Dandel is about to turn into snake soup~"

(End of this chapter)