Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Leonard, who was holding the fairy dragon, was sitting obediently behind Edna... The natural mage took advantage in this regard, even if the dragon didn't like outsiders sitting on its back, he would break it a little for them. Example.

As for DeVos and the others, they stood in a messy modified carriage with confused expressions, looking at the annihilated Candlekeep... Although they didn't know why these undead people changed the upper part of the carriage into a solid one. It was a metal cage, but it was not a real cage anyway, so they had no choice but to accept it.

Nasr, on the other hand, sat on the white dragon friend of 'Nanfeng'... This is an adult male white dragon with a relatively simple character and loose requirements for the passengers on his back... As long as he can't defeat them, he can superior.

It seems that the undead who are still alive can only arrange for the native Toril's 'Nanfeng'. He walked around and took pictures, and muttered: "What's wrong with my pictures? I'm a professional." Understand? Isn’t Edna beautiful?

What fugitives at sea are you looking at? "

The Candlekeep mages and scholars who were hiding in the sea and waiting for the end, when the cliff began to collapse towards the sea, they all shouted in panic and began to swim away desperately... Some of them were better off with small wooden boats and had magic. Yes, it's still pretty fast.

But most people can only add a swimming skill to themselves, or they can use the water walking spell by themselves. However, basically everyone has the blue aura of water breathing.

"Eh?" Nasr pushed 'Nan Feng', "Quick, shoot Candle Keep!"

"Oh~ Ogma still couldn't hold it back." Ransander sighed as soon as the camera turned around, "Sure enough, even if there is a backup, the God of Knowledge cannot tolerate so many books being destroyed."

The blue-green light outlined the virtual image of a library on the large library that was obviously in ruins. Countless books were flying quickly towards an open door in the void, almost forming a vortex.

Above the library, a handsome man with dark skin gradually appeared: he was wearing a bright, luxurious, and chic knight's sleeveless robe with prominent decorative epaulettes, and a round button on the top. An ornately decorated belt with an exquisite landscape painting, and a pair of mesh pointed-toe boots with teardrop-shaped crystals that hang down almost to the raised toes.

But normally he always held the white yatin in his hand, but he didn't see it this time... At this moment, Ogma was holding his hands up, supporting the gate of the void, with a very serious expression and angry eyes. He looked at the mages and scholars who did not look back on the sea... probably because they were disappointed with these fleeing believers. No one thought of running away with the book.

A gray-black soul stood dullly next to Ogma, with blue flames burning on his body, probably intending to burn away the filth in Urlant's soul... However, he only trembled slightly but did not lie down. Judging from the wailing on the ground, this guy is not in too much pain... It seems that even though Ogma is dissatisfied with the people who do things for him, he still fulfills his promise.

Ogma suddenly looked towards the north: "Shar!"

His voice resounded throughout the North, "I won't argue with you about Urlant! But you must ensure that all libraries built by the Trasil elves must have a place in the knowledge system!"

The Girl of the Night, who was fiddling with the gray-black phantom that looked like a large lizard in her hand, was stunned for a moment. Her expression quickly changed from indifferent to cold, and she stood up directly.

"Dear Lady of the Night." Martha's sudden appearance interrupted her movements, "His Majesty William said that in the library of Toril, build a small temple to the God of the Library in Toril. For him, ,completely fine.

The god of knowledge in Trasil wanted nothing to do with Toril.

But only Toril. "

Shar's expression slowly became calm: "This is my business, it's just a fight with Ogma! I can't let him pay the price."

"Candlekeep, if it just collapsed, the books with protective magic would not be destroyed so easily." Martha lowered her head slightly, "Ogma's request is actually not wrong... The undead's explosives did pass. Quantity.

The original plan was to blow up only the underground maze and cemetery...but everyone among the undead who planted explosives was worried that they would put too little, so they all put a little more. "

Just a little bit...a little bit of each person... Hill didn't know why he suddenly thought of this sentence, and there was an inexplicable expression on his face.

Shar was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded quietly.

The sky above Candlekeep, which was already a little dark due to dusk, suddenly turned completely into a thick black... On both sides of that stretch of sky, although the light of the setting sun was slowly receding, it still had a lingering aftertaste.

Shar’s voice, which also echoed through the sky, was plain with a touch of coldness: “Libraries created by other gods, even if they were built by the elves of Trasil, are not within this scope.

The rest can be done, but only in the world of Toril. "

Ogma turned his head and thought for a moment... Candlekeep is only worth so much.

Anyway, what he wanted was those floating libraries that the elves kept talking about in the future... If such a special library didn't have his Ogma temple next to it, it would be a humiliation for him.

As for other worlds, he also has his own pride. He is just preaching, and no one has any useful believers yet... The believers in Candlekeep who were first trained by the previous Mystra and then tricked by Shar do not count!

Ogma curled his lips, Black-eyed Mystra just played too hard, and she even killed herself!

As for Shar... Candlekeep has already been given half of it to Mystra. How could the Lady of the Night not reach out?

If it weren't for the fact that the twin goddesses didn't like to fight directly with outsiders, Ogma wouldn't have said this... If it were Lansander, he would have rushed to him to fight and say who is right and who is wrong!

Wait, that Edna is said to be a descendant of Azuth, and Lord Aglaea is also a descendant of Corellon. What if they build a library in the name of their ancestors?

Besides, the Trasil elves are closely related to so many gods, what if they randomly borrow a name?

Is Shar trying to hide the truth?

"That's not possible." Ogma said warily, "I know how many gods the Trasil elves are associated with!

You should know what price I paid to save these books! You can't send me away with this condition! "

Shar chuckled softly: "You think too much. The Trasil elf really can't open a library and use someone else's name.

However, you should also know that the Trasil elves are often hired by gods... If the person in charge is another god, they cannot make decisions for others! "

Ogma hesitated for a few seconds, and he remembered one of the most common employers of the undead... What if Lansander wanted to build a library?

The thought of appearing in a building complex with the Lord of the Dawn made him feel a little numb.

Shar noticed Ogma's wavering and took the time to strike quickly: "So, if the Trasil elves were hired by other gods, it would be impossible to build a temple for the knowledge system.

As for what will happen next, that is your own business. "

Ogma always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out the reason... He frowned slightly. Is there anyone trying to reach into the realm of knowledge and scribes?

He never doubted Shar's well-informed status... In this case, Miriel would have to go out and investigate.

During this period, in order to prevent the singer from being dragged into the path of destiny due to his complicated relationship with Mystra in the past, he almost sealed himself in the Kingdom of God and remained motionless... However, when encountering major events related to the divine system, he could not tolerate the only person who could be in the kingdom. He who was useful in this area continued to be autistic!

Ogma's mind flew to Ogma, who was nine days away, and he nodded reservedly: "Then...it's settled! This time the matter of Candle Keep will be settled."

Ogma knew in his heart that Trasil had his own God of Knowledge after all, and he would not go to war with the gods of the outside world for this matter.

"Ah! As expected of Shar, she didn't even blink when she tricked people." Selune said with emotion.

"Will Ogma cry in the future? He will definitely cry, right?" Lansander spread his wings and said longingly, "Tsk, I really want to see his interesting expression right away!"

"That's not okay." Selune said solemnly, "This is just the beginning! There are already so many people who are either unlucky or embarrassed!

The longer time goes by, the more people will be involved!

And we... this is a rare time that we are not on the stage, but sitting below and watching others perform!

Don't smash the stage for me! Did you hear that?

Otherwise, I will fight you until death! "

Lansendre used his wings to draw a zipper in front of his mouth, and he didn't dare to turn his eyes...Selene, who spoke harshly, was actually scarier than Shar.

Because Moon Girl dares to do anything...and never considers the consequences.

Sitting on the back of the white dragon, Edna and her white dragon companions fell into confusion: Is Shar helping her or cheating her?

Then she shook her head quickly, shaking the ridiculous fantasy out of her head.

She couldn't help but express her heartfelt emotion to Leonard sitting aside: "I didn't expect it!

One day I can see the goddess of the night being so reasonable. I am really prepared!

She...is really nice to William~"

Leonard nodded in agreement, turned around and asked curiously: "Is the Night Goddess worried that one day Aglaia will build a library?"

"Hill...when did you need to hire someone to build a house for yourself? Can he even build the city wall himself?" Edna couldn't help but ask him, "You really think too much! He probably has to dislike the undead for being slow. There are so many things going on.”

Leonard frowned and looked confused... So what is Shar on guard against?

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