Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Edna tilted her head and thought for a while, and tried her best to tell 'Xueyunfeng' with obvious mouth movements: Don't do anything for the time being.

If you have anything to do, you have to wait until the group of women have arrived, especially Manx. You must wait until Urlant respectfully invites her to his living room and have a long talk before doing anything.

But before that group of women came, they... were just unrelated people who came to Candlekeep to gain experience. They were absolutely innocent and well-behaved!

'Xueyunfeng' rolled his eyes and quickly understood what Edna meant. He showed a sly smile, waved and turned around to go out.

His steps were very brisk... In this library, he couldn't open the books he was interested in, but he could open them... What did he think those spell analysis books were for?

Your head feels swollen, just to add some magic attack power?

However, to him, that little bit of attack power was meaningless.

Although Old Snow Gou has a tough talk, he actually understands the limits of his abilities... He can clearly see the ever-changing changes on the battlefield, but he can't aim at an attack target within twenty meters.

So basically all of his spells are group attacks and various auxiliary buffs... The most tragic thing is that even for auxiliaries, he only dares to use group types.

If it were added alone...it would probably be the enemy who would be happy.

Therefore, in this world without aim assist, he is the one who suffers the most damage... The undead are the most annoying to hang up when someone is fighting, but... if it were him, most people would beg him to hang up quickly.

'Xue Yunfeng' decided that he should go outside to make some preparations for the battle...'Nan Feng's live broadcast made the undead who like freedom feel very sympathetic to the ancient silver dragon who wanted to return to the white clouds. 'The barrage has begun to flood the screen.

Anyway, Edna didn't seem to care what they did, as long as the pot could be thrown out, this... to him, it was a piece of cake!

Waiting for those ladies who talk a lot of nonsense to appear in front of the big library, he can also take a look at those interesting stories... Although he has no interest in the parent-child books of 'Nanfeng', the book "Perfect Baldhead" in his hand "Beautiful Fire-haired Mansion" He was so interested!

Gee, the life of the Toril people is quite... colorful.

It is said that the label on that bookshelf is ‘Yongjin Pond’? Old Snow Dog thought very seriously, the name seemed familiar!

He will have to look for information in the future to avoid not knowing each other next time.

After walking around the sunny front hall of the big library a few times, 'Xueyunfeng''s fingers lightly drew a few circles on the tablet... I was really lucky that William hadn't turned off the map function yet... He turned around again After taking a look, I found that the defensive power of Candlekeep was a bit strange.

Where there are people, they are all in pairs, and where there are no people, they are gathering dust.

He thought about Nasr's words and shook his head slightly... The two monks were out of water, and this place would be destroyed sooner or later.

According to the speed of the undead, 'Xueyunfeng' lowered his head and thought for a moment...it's better to inform them to set off from Aglaia now!

After all, when passing by Waterdeep City, he suspected that a large number of people would visit, which would require a considerable delay.

Then on the way to Candlekeep, although some people may rush over directly, but...'Xueyunfeng' has absolutely no doubt that those who set off with the large army will keep taking pictures when they cross mountains and seas. Take photos, look at the scenery on the roadside, and play with the little animals along the way.

Maybe even have a swim in the sea and compete.

Then... if they can gather tomorrow morning, they will move quickly.

‘Xue Yunfeng’ rubbed his hands in embarrassment… It’s not difficult to do things, but it’s still a little troublesome to control the rhythm accurately.

He lowered his head and knocked on the tablet... Brother 'Nanfeng', it all depends on how far you can go!

What if that ghost dragon betrays the enemy... The undead are not afraid of working for nothing. Anyway, it's not just once or twice. It doesn't matter if everyone is happy.

But you can’t do good things and still take the blame, right?

At this moment, 'Nan Feng' is already in his best business condition... As the owner of a well-known advertising company, he has a special set of quotations for communicating with Party A.

When you introduce yourself, you can make witty remarks, and when you comfort the other person, you will definitely make the other person feel that he is ‘empathizing’ with you.

He does sympathize with this ghost dragon, but he will never do good deeds at the expense of his own people... Although this is just a game, and the so-called benefits are just virtual property, there is no difference in the hurt feelings.

It's up to you to pay what you are willing to do. 'Nan Feng' never uses other people's things to do good deeds.

Fortunately, Mirimu is a very standard silver dragon... Maybe if she hadn't been so naive and romantic, and liked to restrict herself according to the style of the silver dragon, she wouldn't have been deceived to such an extent by the great warlock... It was because she was in the candle While hunting near the fort, the scholar transporting the books and some of the books were torn apart.

Then the Archmage Thors found her and defeated her... The silver dragon has always been very chivalrous and willing to admit defeat, so Mirimu accepted the one who was bound to Candlekeep as the protector for twenty years. punish.

However, Thors died in 15 years... No one can unlock the magic that bound Mirimu... How is it possible?

Everyone knows that this is the excuse the archmages have for wanting a permanent gatekeeper.

Thors is indeed a powerful mage, but not to mention the entire Toril, there are archmages stronger than him on the continent of Faerûn, even in Candlekeep and nearby areas!

Then... Mirimu, who was deceived, died fighting the enemies from Calimshan in order to protect the Candlekeep.

Of course, the final result was also very satisfying... The magic that had deceived her all her life finally turned Mirimu into a ghost dragon and returned again!

This time, the scholars and mages of Candlekeep were afraid. They frantically wanted to destroy this ghost dragon or release her control.

However, how can I put it... all the Candlekeep Archmages with that ability have died of old age.

As for those in the outside world, such as super strong men like Elminster or Azuth, as well as those archmages who hope to kill the Silver Dragon...including the most flexible Kelben, they all have the same attitude in the end: They didn't help Silver Dragon back then, and they won't help Candlekeep now.

Even Mystra and Ogma remained silent on this matter and did not respond to the prayers of any believers.

In the end, the mages of Candlekeep worked hard to restrict Mirimu to the underground passages and mazes... Even they themselves could not violate the Candlekeep Treaty, otherwise Mirimu would be able to According to the original agreement with Thors, anyone who dares to infringe on the rights of Candlekeep will be killed.

Otherwise, the safest underground fortress of Candlekeep would not be completely given over to the believers of Mystra... After all, these latecomers are not Mirimu's real enemies. The silver dragon who easily goes crazy because he becomes undead looks like When they arrive, they will be more secure and less troublesome.

Mirimu, who became a ghost, still loves her sky very much... but she has actually given up this desire... After so long, she has given countless desires and trusts, but in the end she has been disappointed and betrayed.

The reason why she has such a friendly attitude towards 'Nanfeng' is that the undead have very little Toril flavor in them, and the other is that silver dragons are the creatures that love their young the most.

The smell of baby dragons that touched Nanfeng's body was full of happiness... Even if they were just white dragon cubs, Mirimu felt very happy.

Moreover, she could feel that the two golden dragons and mercury dragons were not very young, but they lived a very happy life.

Although metal dragons are very powerful when they reach adulthood, Mirimu thought that Bahamut's Kingdom of the North Wind could live so happily in a ghost place like Toril!

Because of this, Mirimu concluded that 'Nanfeng' must be a very caring and good man... Even in Candlekeep, the books he read were about coaxing children to sleep, a truly good man!

Such a 'hard wind' gave Mirim the idea of ​​​​betting again... Ever since she became a ghost, she has not once tried to find a kind person to save herself in the past few hundred years!

Although the reasons are a bit unbelievable... When 'Nanfeng' figured out that this ghost dragon looked at him differently, his face changed so much that all the undead who were watching tablets could laugh...but the result was originally theirs. The kind of person you want, no matter how complicated your mood is, you can only accept it this way.

How should I put it... Devis and Nasr might just sneer a few times and leave with disdain when they see Urlant's contempt for others.

But when the undead saw that look, their only reaction was... fuck him! Kill him!

Edna has been with them for so long and has long been accustomed to their style, so she has no intention of stopping them. She only asks them to find the person to take the blame first, and then find a justifiable excuse.

No matter what, we have to save some face for Ogma!

Even if the God of Knowledge doesn't want to care about these messy things in Candle Keep, he still has to give him a reason to continue to remain silent.

However, Candlekeep was unlucky to be located on Mystra's road of destiny, and Urlant still had the virtue of being a hunter... although he might have just planned to observe the fragments of Mystra's soul first. Carrier, and then find a shrewd and capable person to invest in stocks... But as long as he welcomes people in respectfully, the rest of the matter will be out of his control.

Urlant did not feel the undercurrent in the castle where the Great Library was located. He was standing with his feet up in the cabin on top of the watchtower next to the castle gate, looking towards the north.

His face was full of excitement and excitement, as well as a hint of disdain... Alustriel is indeed an old woman! He has become so afraid of things!

Tsk tsk~ She was probably so frightened by Kelben's death that she even forgot what seeking wealth and wealth is at risk... If she hadn't gone through life and death for Black Eyes before, how could she have been so arrogant for a thousand years?

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