Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 789 Lyra's Wish and Luskan's Future
Not to mention whether William has awakened the talent of prophecy, Hill, who is far away in Toril at this moment, is watching the chaotic battle situation of the undead with some surprise.

The pirates of Luskan, and even some adventurers didn't cause any serious trouble to the undead, and the most damage was done by their own people.

During this period of time, he has also watched several undead battles in Waterdeep City. It is obvious that they are still incapable of attacking ordinary people from the non-evil camp!

Moreover, in the winding alleys and streets of Waterdeep City, there is no chance of large-scale battles, not to mention that among the gangs, there are only a few high-level people who can barely be regarded as professionals, and dozens of undead people can clean up a block. Gangster hitman.

The battle in Waterdeep City has been going smoothly, so Hill didn't realize that the undead are now in a state where they can be burned to death by their own fireballs!
Hill couldn't help but gasped, and stared wide-eyed at the unlucky ghost who was directly hit on the back of the head by a series of fireballs... Fortunately, he was pulled back from the precarious bloodline by the priest.

"Who the hell is so accurate? Is the sight aimed at my head? Ah! No, your sight is not even a decoration! Blind people are better than you!" The knight who turned around and cursed... the magic sword... Hill's face returned to normal. As a well-known black ghost with Black Rose, this guy is normal in everything he encounters.

Many priests of Black Rose will hang him up when they see him. After all, if only one person in a row is attacked, it is basically him.

I don't know why, but the magic sword attracts hatred so much, not only in gang wars, but even in wild beasts, he gets bumped the most.

It's a very fitting T.

The knights standing next to him... their shield-holding hands were shaking, and they were obviously laughing.

Hill once heard the "elderly Sanda King" say that if a mage or priest is not flexible enough, it is best to follow behind the magic sword, and the blame will definitely not be replaced before killing the magic sword.

In the past, Demon Sword didn't think there was any problem with this at all, and always claimed that he was the most perfect defensive knight.

But now I don't think so anymore...

So accurate serial fireball...

It seems that Black Rose's handicapped faction has indeed been standing behind him... I guess they are used to it, is it that the bad luck of the magic sword will become double?

Hill turned his head and saw Lynn with a dazed face, so he explained the reason to him a little bit, but Lynn still had a look of incredulity. He was born as an elf, and he has never been uncertain about this concept since he was a child.

Dynamic vision allows the elves to shoot arrows without careful aiming. Hill is actually similar, basically just raise your hand to attack. Seeing and reaching is not an adjective.

Moreover, here in Toril, if you don't even have the most basic quality of this profession, you will die long ago, let alone be able to raise the professional level to such a high level.

Hill could only smile, and then lamented Leila's adaptability, she is really very strong!

He didn't make a fuss about the strange problems of the undead at all, but calmly took over the command work.

On the giant screen, Laila is happily commanding the undead to dismantle the tower: she uses her magic missile as a baton, and guides the undead's legal professions to attack the nodes of the tower.

The fiasco of the Arcane Brotherhood is imminent, and it depends on whether they resist to the end or use random strange objects to escape at the moment the magic tower collapses.

Recalcitrance to the end is bound to be the result of death. People in the Northern Continent are well aware of the habit of the Trasil elves to eliminate all evil.

And space-type teleportation wonders, after using them, may not end well.

The current Toril, even if it was originally bound to a teleportation wonder at a fixed location, now it can only be a random fate.

Dark mages who play with the soul are basically disgusted by nature, and few are lucky.

So when the magic tower collapsed, even though she saw the scattered gray light, Laila didn't try to stop it.

If she does it, the level of spells she uses is too high, which is prone to problems.

She is very clear that the ending of these people will not be very good, there is no need to let the space here be in danger of instability and turbulence, Toril's random teleportation... falling into the dragon's mouth is a good thing.

And, most importantly, Laila looked around in a daze, and found that the undead had no belief in chasing them to death at all... Although she also tried to smash some spells and shoot some arrows, but that kind of futile temptation, see It looks like doing it casually, and there is no ability to counter it.

She thought that Trasil would directly kill these people with space magic!

Don't they have some kind of space warlocks?The mages in the Black Tower are so envious of being able to awaken such a spell-like spell!
A little space control ability, at least in the current Toril, is very practical. What mages... especially some academic mages need is a way to escape safely.

This is the first time that the Dimensional Gate has fallen from the altar... Laila herself is not used to it.

Laila definitely couldn't understand it. The reason why the undead didn't have this idea of ​​interception at all was because they didn't expect to be able to do so.

The main reason is that they have been used to it for a long time. After fighting to the end, the boss suddenly ran away... They were all killed. Will they create new bosses in the future?
The habit of the game company is to eliminate evil absolutely endlessly. Although they really want to kill all the enemies directly, it is normal for them not to be able to hit the fleeing enemies.

That's why the undead didn't even bother to chase after those who fled.

The defeat of the Arcane Brotherhood meant the end of the Battle of Luskan.

These dark mages don't have any apprentices at all, and Lyra said that the things of the dark mages are filthy things, not suitable for ordinary people to use.

For the undead, this means that no matter what they pick up, they can only sell some gold, and maybe the store will not accept it... They think that no matter how generous Hill is, he will not collect garbage. The little bear always only likes nice one.

So before Black Rose cleaned up the broken tower, he asked the priests to burn the holy fire.

There was a terrible scream from the seemingly empty magic tower: it was the cry of the souls that had been used as fuel for the magic tower for thousands of years. All they had left was resentment, and this resentment became A means of defense for the dark mage.

The reason why there are no apprentices in the Dark Magic Tower is because of the existence of these unjust souls, who have no strength and may be swallowed up at any time.

Lyra listened to those painful voices with a pale face, and could only hope that after being calcined by the holy fire, these poor souls would return to the River Styx.

As the liveliest of the seven Northland sisters, Lila actually has the most curiosity and sympathy, but it is precisely because of this that she ended up being rescued by Kelben.

Lila's education and political thinking influenced by Kelben made her understand why no one in the Northland would save Luskan and the nearby Mirabar dwarves.

But...witnessing with her own eyes what evils the Arcane Brotherhood had committed for thousands of years, filled her with uneasiness and guilt.

Lila closed her eyes gently, tightly gripped the wand in her hand, and then opened her eyes abruptly: even for these miserable mortals, she, Laila, was willing to obey that Hill of Aglaia. The archmage is the lord.

Whatever the reason for letting the Trassil elves occupy Luskan, at least... he did something that the Northlands should have done a long time ago.

Laila glanced back, only to realize that this was the last part of the war, and other places were already cleaning up the battlefield.

In fact, Luskan still has a part of the neutral camp. As long as those who did not take action to resist, they were sent to an open space by the roadside by the undead. Most of them were Mirabar dwarves who were treated like slaves.

However, Lila tried her best to suppress the corner of her mouth. The Red Dragon Trading Station, the chamber of commerce in the Northland that specialized in underground business, was also wiped out by the Trasil elves as Luskan's enemies.

She turned her head back to the Magic Tower, resisting the urge to continue looking there, lest some merchants notice her and ask her to help intercede.

Although Elastra and Kelben had both told her that the underground trade, mainly human trafficking, would never be eradicated, all they could do was to control the hands of these people from reaching into their territory.

But Laila still hates these guys very much, and she wants them all to die...

However, Faerun Continent... just like what her sister said, is a society full of compromise and balance.

Even the gods can't ask everyone to be a good person, they can only ask their believers to do so.

The first time Lila understood this truth, she almost lost her faith in the gods. At that time, it was Mystra who saved her. That lady...may have many shortcomings, but she is still a respectable true god.

Laila's eyes dimmed slightly, but unfortunately, she was too confident in her indispensableness.

She stomped her feet lightly to cheer herself up, at least now... She, Laila, did it. Although she was only a supporter, at least she contributed her part.

These alien Trassil elves have nothing to fear, they want nothing from this world, so they can do what they want.

From the contact during this period of time, Lila has already discovered that what the Trasil elves want is fun, not money and power...

No, no, they have another way of calculating gains and losses, but she can't understand it.

Just like those merchants...they can't use the money in their pockets to open the joints of the Trassil elves...it doesn't matter how much money they spend, the Trassir elves only look at their camp.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Lyra's mouth, detecting the evil light, the paladins in Tyr probably haven't seen so many.

She is willing to build a brand new Luscan city together with these interesting Trassil elves, so that this city can become the famous Northland business center again, and become the real city of a thousand sails again.

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