Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Shar gently stroked her long black hair with her free hand, and said coldly: "I will not promise anything about the Dead Moon Magic Bead.

But I won't use the Double Burning Ritual until no one offends me.

But those who take the initiative to enter the Night Temple are not within this scope. "

Selûne let out an 'Ah' in surprise: "Shar~ Oh my God~ You actually agreed?

Are you really attracted to that William? "

"Shut up!" Shar said angrily, "You are the only one who talks, right?"

The undead were in an uproar: "Oh my God! It's my sister-in-law!"

"William is so lucky? Why!"

"Sister-in-law, look here! If you have anything to do, come on a mission! The rewards will be generous..."

Then the undead disappeared together.

It seemed that William had recovered from the shock.

But Edna, who was watching, suddenly cheered up... Hey, hey, she died on the spot!

Thanks to Selûne, Edna feels like she can thank her for at least a year!

It would be even better if Shar could reveal more information about Selune!

The little girl's big black eyes widened and she looked at the rotunda eagerly... Edna was not sure about what the future would bring. But whether there will be any breathing space in the future depends on how much information the twins can make.

Looking at Shar, who was having difficulty breathing, Edna glanced at the sun peacock with a smile on her face, her mouth wide open in shock and her eyes turned white... Lansander didn't seem to know who she was, so don't worry about him. .

This incident about Shar is enough to make that meddling big peacock gossip for hundreds of years... This is the daughter of the night who has not had any scandals for hundreds of thousands of years!

Most Toril gods will not allow their followers to talk nonsense about Selûne and Shar unless there is real evidence...especially about having children.

After all, everyone has the same origin.

Although Mask came out relatively late, he couldn't be given a father... The father might be blamed on a certain god himself.

Therefore, the stories in those legends are at most about whom the Night Girl has a slight favor for, and who the Moon Maiden has shown her affection for. Few people dare to go too far.

Even the demon believers who love to spread rumors don’t dare to talk nonsense... who knows which Toril god will hear it? Regardless of whether he is evil or not, it is a trivial matter to kill him on the spot. Maybe his soul will be torn to pieces and then thrown into the filthiest cesspool.

Even the evil god, no one wants to have multiple fathers.

Secretly rejoicing, Edna's eyes were bright: Shar didn't deny it, she just told Selune to shut up!

She had already begun to search in her memory for what kind of image the undead once talked about William, and then Edna's little face slowly changed its shape... Forget it, according to what the undead said, Shar would be very fond of it. I'm afraid it's not Lansendre in the form of a goblin.

Shar in the rotunda was already furious... Although she had known for a long time that Selune would not keep her secret, and this matter would be spread out sooner or later, but definitely not now!

After Ilsdahur was kicked out, those guys from the Bottomless Abyss and Heavenly Mountain must have been watching here!

Damn Selune! She shouldn't think this bastard can communicate!

How do the undead curse? A guy who can't hold two ounces of sesame oil in his belly!

Forget it, what's the use of scolding her?

This thing has no other use except for bad things.

ha! aoThat old bastard! She knows how to shut up Selune about Mystra, but she can talk about Shar's things freely?

Just wait and see~

Shar looked coldly at the Moon Maiden who covered her mouth with a sneer on her face: "Do you feel sorry for me? Then send those automatic playing instruments that recorded the songs Miriel sang and played for you to Hill. !

It would be nice to have some accompaniment when watching a play, right? "

Selune covered her mouth and nodded silently... She always gets carried away when she is proud. Shar just made her embarrassed... Well, it seems that the Seat of Sakoshiel and the Death Moon Orb are in control. It's not that easy, otherwise, Shar would definitely send her back to the Kingdom of God first.

She definitely wouldn't dare to fight back!

Alas~

It doesn't matter if the whole of Toril knows that he is a music idiot...after all, many gods who like music already know this.

It's just that her Silver Moon believers may have to take a bit of a hit, and it will definitely be a bit awkward when Selune sings hymns to her in the future.

But it doesn’t matter. The more you eat, the more you love her. It’s true that her followers will understand it sooner or later.

Lansendre looked around, then slowly retreated... until he retreated to the ruins of a row of broken tiles.

When his furry face suddenly appeared next to Alvia, the White Dragon Queen took a step back in fright.

"Lord of the Dawn? What's the matter?" Edna patted Alvia comfortingly.

"It's okay, I just came to see why they didn't talk!" The big peacock lowered his voice as low as possible.

"William has the right to prohibit them from saying excessive things." Edna turned her head and thought for a while, choosing an answer that was as simple as possible.

"Alas~" Ransander fell to the ground dejectedly, "They talk so nicely~ Why don't you tell them."

The undead standing behind him nodded desperately.

When Lansendre's tail feathers swayed slightly as he fell to the ground, he shook violently: "Eh? Why is there a blockade here? When did Shar seal it?"

Edna couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Otherwise, why are the undead so honest?

I had already rushed over and slapped Shar hard!

Just like now, if it weren't for this blockade, Lansendre's hair would have been rubbed bald by them!

If Alvia hadn't been afraid of crowding, she would have been pushed to the back by the undead who were taking pictures of the sun peacock up and down.

Edna looked at Honey, who was squatting between Elvia's paws to take pictures, with a helpless smile on her lips: "Lord of the Morning, you know that the Daughter of the Night and the Maiden of the Moon are waiting. what?"

"Didn't Shar want to control those two artifacts?" Lansander said nonchalantly, "Although Lady Pain and Larok are both in the outer realm, they can't rush over to fight with her.

But it’s impossible to just give up.

Since Shar has made a promise, we naturally have the responsibility to help her block those two final struggles. "

"But doesn't this mean that you have also offended those two strong men? Forget it about Larocque, Ms. Pain..." Edna asked thoughtfully.

"The little girl is quite easy to learn!

It doesn't matter~ I don't need to say it, even Selune, when has she ever been afraid of trouble? "Lansander lazily changed his posture and opened his very decorative tail feathers to the maximum, which earned the undead a more enthusiastic look.

Sun Peacock suddenly let out a cold laugh... This formed a beautiful contrast with his always enthusiastic voice.

"It's just Sigil City." Lansander opened one wing and struck a beautiful pose, and said calmly, "Ms. Pain is indeed very strong, but that's only in Sigil City.

She tied her power too deeply to Sigil City. If the city continued to grow disorderly like this, sooner or later she would become the same thing as the powerful but selfless will of the Abyss.

That's why she kept tempting gods from other universes to enter, hoping to find a solution before being assimilated into Sigil.

It’s a pity, despite the fact that the portal god was unlucky and gave his priesthood to Sigil…”

Lansander looked at the surprised Edna strangely: "Don't you have the inheritance of Azuth? How come you don't know this?

Although there were many portals in Sigil City at the beginning, they were all constructed by various races. It was not like now where you can open a drawer and turn it into a door.

Tsk tsk~ She does not allow any god to enter Sigil City now, not because she does not need it, but because she has not yet digested the power of that powerful god.

After so many years, the God of Portal is still floating in the star realm tenaciously, with hope of resurrection at any time.

Otherwise, why would she attack the elf princess of Evermeet Island?

The light of natural magic inherited from Corellon's bloodline by the divine elves has always been useful in sealing off the dimensional space.

But do you understand what it means? "

Edna nodded with a pale face: "Hung on the dimensional door that can never be freed.

In fact, just like the Wall of the Unbelieving, it is the most severe punishment in Toril. "

“It is her freedom to despise the gods in Sigil.

But stretching her hand so long..." Lansander laughed, "Of course someone will let her know what pain is. "

Edna desperately recalled her memories... Black Eye's teachings to her had not yet been extended to the outside world, so she could only look for clues from those fragments.

However, she stretched out her fist in embarrassment and knocked on her little head: Aren't there always a bunch of random memories coming out? Why is there nothing here in Sigil?

Edna only hopes that it's not that she knows nothing... but that some of her memories flew away along with the soul fragments scattered everywhere due to the accidental death.

"Azus is a human being who later became a god. He may not be interested in these past things." Lansander couldn't help laughing when he saw Edna's little actions. "There would be nothing without inheritance! These things are not extraordinary unless they are extraordinary." Don't worry.

Sometimes, knowing too much does no good.

Just like this Hubbell family. "

Lansander's golden eyes seemed to flash a cold light: "How long has this family existed in Chang'an Town!

There has always been a lot going on here in the Sword Coast. As long as they weren't so greedy, they would definitely be able to reap a lot of benefits.

ao is actually quite fair.

Those places in Faerûn that are prone to accidents due to the destiny of the gods have always been rich in resources, and if someone takes advantage of the opportunity, he doesn't mind too much... Anyway, it will involve risking his life.

But you see, this time the Hubbell family is just looking for scraps to make money, wouldn't they be in bad luck?

Tsk, this is what happens to traitors! "

Edna, who was called a scrap, showed a polite smile: In fact, you will know later, I may be the main meal.

The Hubbell family's misfortune this time may not be because they know too much, but because they know too little.

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