Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

If Hill knew about these five-colored dragons that were about to move to other continents in Toril, he would probably understand why AO didn't send Laraconde back to Abor.

Perhaps, he had thought about doing this. After all, these were the children of the Nine-Faced Dragon God, and they were the culprits who caused a lot of chaos for him and caused heavy casualties to the original ones he once wanted to protect.

AO doesn't want them to experience the wonderful life of Toril at all.

However, with the undead running around the continent of Faerûn and the Kingdom of Ser shrinking in its own territory and not daring to take action, especially after a certain lord wiped out everything that might cause unrest on the continent, he could only use these giants to The dragon is causing trouble.

Otherwise what would he do?

According to the normal path of destiny, the decades after Edna returned to the Magic Web should be Toril's most turbulent period... The goddess of magic, Mystra, must show her power and compassion.

However, in Toril now, even the continent of Faerûn is incredibly peaceful!

The existence of the undead has completely eliminated the low-level and large-number thieves groups that were most useful in the past.

In the continent of Faerûn, not to mention the metal dragons and gem dragons, even the five-color dragons honestly guard their own territory and have no desire to go out and rob!

Even the next door neighbor can't even defend the city wall now.

AO looked around and saw that only the five-color dragon Abel, who had not been severely beaten, could still be arrogant for a while.

As for whether Edna will use the undead as a big killer...is there any need to say? Will definitely use it!

It is much easier to use the undead who are well-mannered, smiling, and looking forward to asking the electors and archmages to help with work, getting paid to do things, and being full of love for Edna than to come forward in person!

Compared with the previous two Mystras who liked to use human mages as anchors of the magic network, the current Mystra is likely to prefer white dragons and certain magical objects, or even certain magical phenomena formed by the original power.

After all, if a human mage suddenly lives forever, he must be favored by the magic network, and his identity as the anchor will inevitably be exposed.

But White Dragon?

They have enough to eat and drink, live happily, and encounter no life-threatening danger at all. Isn't it natural for them to live for thousands of years?

There is a very obvious difference between Edna and the previous two. She is closer to Mysteri's mentality of equality for all beings and will not focus only on mortals.

But, that's what happens next.

The dragon never does things decisively. By the time they set off from the Lalaconde continent, Hill and Fran were already ready to leave.

Although time was a little tight, Flan was quite satisfied with the residences of all the mages who were good at making rare items in Faerûn brought by the Harper.

Hill, on the other hand, had already fully prepared all the materials in Aglaia, and made the interior of the Sword Mountain Range next to it extremely strong... Although he only placed a fine gold wall in the special treasure house at the innermost place, other places, They were also diligently converted layer by layer into various solid ores in Toril.

Over the years in Toril, he has learned a lot about the construction methods of the world's unique ores. Therefore, Hill had no intention of taking away the ordinary materials he acquired. He only took away the emerald gems that he had traded with his own hands. The part that comes.

He didn't keep anything in the undead's hands on himself.

For Hill, his main goal of coming to Toril has been achieved. There is no need to take away all the things that can be easily made... What if a certain god has mixed something into them?

Linn's initial sentimentality disappeared when Hill led him through the twists and turns of the quartz alloy steel secret passages filled with mechanical illusions and entered the secret vaults.

"Pulvi can pretend?" He couldn't help but ask, "Can't you take them all with you? The municipal warehouse in Aglaia is rich enough!"

"Although, you may feel a little uncomfortable when I say this...but!" Hill said frankly in the fine gold cabin that was set up with layers of isolation circles that no spirit body or incarnation of a god could enter. Tell your friends, “These things are all within easy reach for me, and even...the materials I use as stepping stones are purer than these.

What's the point of me walking around with these things that I have absolutely no use for? "

Lin frowned and looked at him: "Is Trasil's earth god system... so strong?"

"A tree is a planet, and the Earth Goddess is the planet itself." Hill thought for a moment and spoke as tactfully as possible, "In a normal world, the Earth God System is the strongest."

Linn laughed helplessly: "I will find a suitable opportunity to take a look at Trasil."

Then he couldn't help but look outside: "Don't you leave some for Master Flan?"

"My grandfather collected more information than I did, and he let me look at it. As for me having more and better materials, it's useless. As long as he has it, he will never want it from me.

My grandfather would not be polite to me if he had to, but usually, he would never take anything from me. Hill smiled, "Besides, there are some materials from the abyss and hell that I can't possibly keep around."

I have never wronged myself, and I will never force myself to adapt to something just because it is better. "

Linn patted him on the shoulder: "I can understand this, any elf can understand it."

Hill told him seriously: "The floating castle is just a life-saving tool that I left on the surface for you. If there is any fatal crisis, it is better to hide here."

Linn raised an eyebrow: "If something happens to Aglaia, it will probably be the end of the world in Toril, right?

There are undead and Shar here..."

"Are you kidding me? Lynn." Hill couldn't help turning his head, "How long have I been in Toril! I've seen natural disasters, man-made disasters, dragons going crazy, and not talking about it, and the end of the world twice in a row. !

Are you trying to tell me that things like this will never happen again in Toril?

Edna didn’t even dare to say that! "

Linn twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a stiff smile: "What is the difference between Toril's Doomsday and a joke?

Ordinary people can survive a few as long as they hide well! "

"So, I'm going to leave you a place that I think is the safest!" Hill pointed at the adamantine hut and said, "The walls outside are directly connected to Toril's leyline!

In other words, if the Sword Mountain Range collapsed one day, Toril would probably be in pieces!

When the time comes, just come here directly with someone you trust.

There are too many magic circles in this hut, so I can only expand it to its current size, but it will be no problem to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

When the time comes, the space array on the adamantine outer wall will send this cabin directly to outer space. You see, this is the hub. I have placed Martha’s core here. When the time comes, she will control the transformation of the cabin. Become an interstellar fortress.

You don’t need to figure out what other functions there are, Martha knows them all, just remember to dodge them in time.

Of course, Aglaia's Mystery Lock should be able to withstand the so-called doomsday like the Spell Plague. "

Lin En said weakly: "I know, although I don't know where you got such a sense of crisis, but I really feel that I can live to the end of the world and watch the gods change!"

"Isn't that great?" Hill said calmly, "At least I don't have to worry about your safety when I'm not in Toril."

"What is that?" Linn asked, pointing to a seal that was sealed in a fiberglass cabinet. "You just threw this artifact on the table casually, this seal?"

"Edna's," Hill said without blinking.

"What?" Linn suddenly turned her head to look at him, "Why are you here?"

"The old Sanda King came here specifically to beg me to find a safe place to put him." Hill's eyebrows were lowered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "They undead people have no idea how long they can stay in this world.

She loved Edna, but she didn't trust herself.

But she was unwilling to violate Edna's wishes.

So...she told Edna that she trusts me, an old friend, more than William, who is in love with Shar.

William can monitor their undead space equipment at any time, and the old Sanda King thinks it is unsafe.

Edna split the seal in two and gave the part that contained more of her soul to me for safekeeping.

In the future, if the gods of Toril really fall and the clone she left behind in the hidden town fails to survive, then she will have no choice but to work for you. "

The corners of Lin En's mouth almost twitched: "If it really comes to that point, I will definitely have to take them to Trasil!

So, the female pastor said that in front of William? "

"Although I'm a little... sorry for William, I'm not wrong, right?" Hill rolled his eyes lightly, "Edna, you won't and don't dare to lose your vigilance towards Shar.

The Daughter of the Night, if she really doesn’t want to abide by those agreements, she can tear them up easier than anyone else. "

Lynn couldn't deny what Hill said, let alone deny it. He fully agreed with Edna's vigilance.

From the beginning, he had no hope that this cross-world love story would last forever.

Even if William of Trasil can be single-minded and unchangeable for a long time, it is hard to say whether Shar can do it.

In the world of Toril, everything happens normally...except for good people and good deeds.

However, this kind of possible trouble never bothered Linn. He suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Hill, you haven't been paying attention to outside things recently. You probably don't know yet. There has been something happening recently." Many forces want to go to the continent that was exchanged from Aber.

The Snowfall Island Alliance all believed that Toril's focus should be there in the next century.

But none of those people have any interest in developing followers outside the continent of Faerûn... Shar may have some, but she will definitely do it on her own. "