Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

In terms of conspiracy, if Hill can think of it, then Shar will certainly have no problem.

The Girl of the Night said in a strange voice: "Lava potion? It seems that Nalatel, the Kingdom of Thousand Eyes and the Frozen Wilderness can be excluded... It's really interesting, isn't it a little lord?"

The Hubbell family wouldn't think so highly of themselves, would they? Could it be that he captured one of the demon prince's men?

No wonder they've been doing stupid things all these years! "

"Why is it that the guy who fed the lava potion is not the lord of those three places?" Selune asked in confusion.

"Of course only big demons who like meat like to eat meat pickled with lava potion! How can a demon who has never eaten it be attracted to it?" Shar chuckled and said, "Even if you don't know much about the abyss, then You should know what kind of demons there are in the planes where the three little lords have more, right?"

"Oh..." Selune said with sudden realization, "I thought he was so nice, and even gave Adan a 2,000 gold bottle of recovery potion... This old guy is so cruel!"

Hill sat in the pool and recalled... Needless to say, the frozen wilderness, the frost giants were not interested in lava potions.

The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Eyes is the world of beholders... Although these things eat everything, they have no sense of taste. They only pursue the taste, color and shape of food.

As for Narateel, it is the world of undead and lich.

Of course, there are many small lords in the abyss not only in these three layers, but they are the only ones who like to go to Toril the most... The other abyss planes either have an absolute strong man, or they prefer to play in a world where doomsday is coming. .

Part of the reason why Shar mentioned these three levels is probably because he had more contact with the Underdark... Most of the large and small demons underground in Toril came from the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Eyes and Narateel.

And the frost giants in the frozen wilderness often invade Toril...the endless icebergs are more attractive to them.

The most important reason is that there are endless lords there, and their strength should be about the same as medium divine power.

Of course, I'm not talking about Wo'jin, but the kind with stronger combat effectiveness among the medium divine powers.

But Hubbell's ambition is obvious, not that low... A lord who can use lava potion as food seasoning cannot be afforded by a small territory even in the abyss.

Selune said hesitantly: "You mean, the demon lord captured by Hubbell is probably from a certain level?

How dare they?

Even if those plane lords are blinded to their sanity after being captured, the bottomless abyss will wake them up!

Who do they think they are? "

Lansendre waved his wings and asked in confusion: "Who are you asking that?

Who here can help you explain the way an idiot thinks?

Only those who care about each other can understand... Why don't you think about it yourself. "

Hill suddenly raised his head and glared at the damn big peacock.

Ransander really followed through on his words...he was serious about provoking the twin goddesses.

Fortunately, Selune thought for a few seconds before she realized that Lansander was calling her a fool.

After she threw a moon blade angrily, Shar stopped the battle that was about to start with a cold tone: "It's about to start. Can you wait until it's over?"

Adanke on the giant screen was turning to the mage next to him to ask for the shadow energy core... He was not stupid enough to believe that his ancestor had any good intentions, but he just felt that the time was almost up and the other party needed him to sacrifice some more mana and energy. The power awakens this shadow artifact.

Otherwise, he would not have drank the bottle of medicine without hesitation.

Adan felt that they obviously didn't have enough manpower here, and other stronger mages were not so easy to sacrifice themselves, so he was still valuable.

However, the moment he turned around with a smile, he suddenly screamed... A sphere wrapped in black and purple light flew out of the two doors, changing in size and size.

Adanke's whole body was on fire. He pressed his head tightly with both hands and fell to his knees.

"What are you doing standing still! Fight!" the 'Old Sanda King' gave the order quickly, "Holy magic, no matter what it is, throw it forward!

Especially that ball!

If your aim is not accurate, it will rain holy rain in front of you! "

She hurriedly took out a book with a leather cover and 1-foot-square inner pages from her pocket...an exquisite green leather cover.

Decorated with small pieces of jadeite, the inner pages look sparse.

But the rose-red disc holy emblem etched on the front of the book tells those who see it the identity of the book: the most devout believers of Lathandel...those who once lived in Myth Drannor...in this elven world. Before the city fell, they gave their leader Denison the Jade Sacred Codex.

The 'Old Sanda King' opened the Jade Scripture, and a golden ray of light rushed directly towards the Death Moon Orb on the opposite side.

For the Death Moon Magic Orb, the brilliance of the Lord of the Dawn is indeed a power that can destroy it... Fortunately, this wave of spells in the Holy Scripture is not that powerful.

But even if it directly dominated Hubel, who had just walked back, to block the light, the purple and black light wrapped around the Death Moon Orb was obviously much dimmer.

The evil artifact angrily dragged Adenko into his body, quickly turned around and flew into the door... Before leaving, he rewarded Old Hubbell with a sharp bone arrow.

Hill turned to look at Lansander blankly: "Did you give the Jade Scripture to the undead?"

"No~ I'm just lending it to them temporarily~" the golden peacock said in a very sultry tone, "They must be running around all over Toril, and they might be able to find the broken pages of the Jade Scripture with them. The pages you reach attract you back.

Anyway, doesn’t William often lend them artifacts?

As long as you are guaranteed to get it back, who can you use it for? "

Hill looked at the sun peacock in bewilderment... Has Ransander stayed in Cuevas for too long and gone crazy?

This is tantamount to him allowing the undead to become priests and priests of the Lord of the Dawn without believing in him!

The gods of Trasil and the elven pantheon have little need for faith, so they allow the undead to walk as their followers.

But Lansendre is notoriously demanding of his followers!

"Don't you think the undead are interesting? They obviously didn't take the initiative to do anything, but Toril's destiny, which had always been nothing but bloody plots, suddenly changed." The golden peacock stretched its long neck to Next to Hill, he said in a mysterious tone, "ao... I don't know how long I can tolerate them.

If it doesn't take long, then let me have some fun during this time. What's wrong with that? "

Hill slowly turned his head towards the moonlight in the pool... This tone seemed familiar!

No wonder these two have a good relationship!

But Shar asked a key question: "What was the surname of the previous owner of the Jade Scripture?"

"Ah~ Elf~ It must be a big noble~" Lansander said with a smile, "Of course it's Cormanthor!"

Before the Lord of the Dawn finished speaking, the 'Old Sanda King', who realized that the plot was irreversible, stopped the White Dragon Queen from trying to rush into the two doors, stepped on Alvia's tail, waved the Jade Sacred Book and spoke again. A golden beam of light was released.

Amid the regretful sighs of the undead, the golden light rubbed Old Hubbell's cheek and rushed to the right front of the hall... The Sanda King's target was not this old mage.

At the same time as there was a loud rumbling sound from the two black doors, behind the stone wall penetrated by the light beam, undead knights holding giant shields were revealed, as well as twelve heads behind the knights, all frozen in mid-air. Hydra.

The Hydra never thought in his life that he, living in the Dark Territory, would come into such close contact with the divine power of the Lord of the Dawn.

If it weren't for the fact that he got along so well and he didn't become suspicious due to the undead commander's request, this one blow would have been enough to kill half of his life!

Although the demon lord's awakening is inevitable, the undead have also arrived.

Speaking of which, the undead have never really faced off against the demon lord... When I didn't come to Toril before, they always played tricks on William.

After arriving in Toril, the great demons would not even want to fight with the undead unless they were robbing them.

The demons of the Abyss have always hated the undead... Even the Chaos camp will give up if they do too many thankless things.

The only reward from killing the undead is a bit of elemental energy.

Of course energy is good, but the elemental energies that make up the undead are all positive.

If the devil eats it, it will only cause diarrhea.

The undead rushed into the hall madly.

The voice of ‘Xueyunfeng’ came from behind: “Take all the white dragons except Alvia back!

ah! Hydra! Hurry, the water mage can catch up...he's so impatient! "

Alvia looked at the undead knight who was already standing in front of her, breathed a sigh of relief, and began to slowly retreat, preparing to return to Edna... She was really scared just now.

The White Dragon Queen knew very well that if she died and Edna was still alive, she would still have a chance to transform into a lich.

But if Edna died, it would be the end of them both.

Thousands of undead can't defeat the demon lord!

When Bailong, who was slowly moving back, passed by the Sanda King, he couldn't help but glance at the jade scripture in her arms... Tiamat!

There was a day when she wouldn't tremble even when she saw Ransander's artifact!

It’s really a glorious place for the ancestors.

Alvia's muttering made the nervous Edna couldn't help laughing, and she waved over: "Leon, come here!"

Of course, the Toril people understood that the ritual that would make Old Hubbell choose to sacrifice a great mage of the same blood was definitely the most evil summons... It was either a devil or a demon, and even evil gods were not so generous.

But the increasing number of undead that surrounded them gave them peace of mind.

At least he wasn't the first to die.

For the Toril people who often encounter big events, even if they encounter the ending of total annihilation, as long as they die later than others, that is a kind of happiness.