Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The six-hour resurrection time is really painful for the undead.

This is not game time, this is their real time.

Although William had already warned them, those who insisted on dying would only scold him for giving too little warning.

They shouldn't be allowed to fly over.

When Hill heard the undead angrily scolding William for not being a human being on the giant screen, Hill couldn't help but glance at the king whose expression remained unchanged.

The more fierce they scolded, the happier William became.

William happily poured himself a large glass of wine, noticed Hill's gaze, and asked him if he wanted to have a glass too.

Hill shook his head coldly.

He looked at William's reaction and thought back to his past gaming career.

When he passionately scolded planners for not being human, was the guy he scolded also toasting in celebration?

The joys and sorrows of planning and players are never the same.

When he was introduced to the players, even though he knew those people were asking for it, Hill felt that William was disgusting.

Hill focused his attention on the giant screen in front of him. The undead's field of vision was very good, and he could clearly see the top, bottom, left, and right of both sides of the battle.

Hill watched quietly for a while, then suddenly said: "I haven't seen the dark tendril yet, but there is one spider."

"Rose?" William was stunned. He straightened up and asked, "Is it the Karura we had over there, or the new one?"

Hill shook his head: "You can't tell, she has been hiding in the corner. If the water hadn't almost submerged her and she used the spider silk to change places, I wouldn't have noticed.

Now under that bell tower. That is already the highest place in the city.

The elemental sea has almost stopped, and I don't know if it can still rise to where she is. "

When the God of Singing slowly came out, the sea water had been pouring for almost an hour.

Then their strange battle lasted for more than four hours, and the six-hour duration of the Ring of Winter spell was almost over.

"Hill, Naven, do you think the God of Singing knows that Mephistopheles is stalling for time?" William asked curiously.

Hill felt that he was asking questions knowingly, and even a fool could see how perfunctory the devil king was.

In addition to throwing hellfire, he also smashed the big shield.

"Is delaying time bad for him?" Spencer stared at the battle on the giant screen and said without looking back, "He must know what the Devil Lord is worried about, but he is very cooperative.

Obviously, the later the time, the greater the benefit to him. "

"Then Shar must not be here." William sighed, "otherwise, after she kills Mephistopheles, she will definitely kill that Miriel."

"Does he care about the loss of this clone?" Hill couldn't help but ask William.

In his feeling, the God of Singing did not attach much importance to this clone, and he felt that he could give up at any time.

William was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't I think of this! Miriel is a god from the good camp and has a lot of allies. For him, the price of losing a clone is not that high.

He paid such a high price for Mystra, there was no way the goddess of magic would not compensate him!

Hill, pay attention!

Now, Mephistopheles's plan must have failed. If Shar really comes, no one can be sure whether she will attack the devil or the spider.

Miriel dared to delay because he felt that even if Shar came to kill, he would attack Mephistopheles first.

He is a kind god who cannot abandon his companions, and the Lost Lady will definitely put him last!

He probably didn't know that the spider was coming too, but he just didn't know if it was him.

Otherwise, he may not continue to fight, and his self-destruction may not be of any use. It is better to kill Mephistopheles first. "

"Why do you always think that the Lost Lady will not send her men down?" Hill glanced at William, "Also, why do you call these gods by their names in this world? Doesn't it matter?"

"It doesn't matter." William smiled, "We are not in this world, and the laws will not convey our news.

Moreover, the gods in this world are all disguised as devils. They cannot truly control the laws, they only corrode them. They can use the laws to do things, but they cannot make the laws obey their orders.

As for the goddess Shar, as the goddess of darkness, she is indeed the most powerful goddess. Of course, she is also the most beautiful. I don’t think there is any other.

There is no god in this world whose mission is night and darkness. If there had been, Mephistopheles would have run away long ago.

He is a clone who also wants to fight the Lady of the Night!

But she won't trust any of her subordinates, and she will only take action herself when it comes to matters related to the Shadow Magic Network. "

Hill suspected that William thought Shar was the most beautiful because she was a tall black-haired beauty. Although her eyes were purple, her pupils were black.

But he couldn't help but snicker. No matter how bad the goddess' character or vicious personality was, William seemed to like her appearance obviously.

No wonder, William is so familiar with everything in the DND world. He is an old running team, right?

His mind suddenly moved, and he seemed to hear a satisfied laugh.

Hill couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. William was really lucky!

But luckily he was sincere in his praise, otherwise the whole room would be in trouble.

But even Shar has to pass the law to feel that someone in this world is talking about her!

Hill rushed to the window and looked up at the Moon Ring outside.

Do the wisps of black light on the black moon look like the tendrils Shar must bring when he appears?

He silently looked at the red moon again. The blood-red light of the red moon was not weak at all against the black moon next to it.

Hill thought about it quietly: Did Rose say before that she wanted the goddess of hunting to raise a red moon in the abyss for her?

William slowly followed Hill and asked quietly in a low voice: "Black Moon and Red Moon?"

"If it is a powerful god, even if it is from the evil camp, as long as it swallows the gods and laws of this world, will it be able to control it freely?" Hill asked pointedly.

William showed a stiff smile: "Of course. As long as she is born with that priesthood."

Shar is originally the shadow side of the moon, so the black moon is naturally easily under her control.

As for Rose, she has been trying to master the red moon of the abyss.

Fortunately, although William called Shar by her first name, he said good things.

Even her own followers would secretly curse her, let alone compliment her appearance.

Even if William said nothing to her, she would not be angry.

Shar's wish is to return Toril, where she was born, to its original chaos. She doesn't have too many thoughts about other worlds, let alone care about people in other worlds.

If it weren't for the devil, her eyes wouldn't have looked over at all.

However, William sincerely felt that she was the most beautiful woman in Faerun.

"Your Majesty, you are so lucky." Hill raised his head and said sincerely.

As luck would have it, Shar could only hear people talking about her, but couldn't see past Corellon's power and see into the hall.

She won't care if someone calls her suspicious, but she will be happy if someone sincerely praises her as the most powerful and beautiful goddess.

Generally speaking, in Faerûn, this kind of praise would only belong to her twin sister, Selun, the moon god.

However, Hill felt that these two goddesses probably followed Miriel.

Whether it is Shar's Shadow Web or Rose's Spider Web, they are actually hung on the Magic Goddess's Web. Sometimes, they can detect part of things that Mystra's allies may not know.

As long as the magic web exists, it cannot peel off the shadow magic web and dark cobwebs belonging to its dark side.

William walked back quietly and sat down: "In the world of Gerns, you are really lucky. Otherwise, it will be a good ending if you are shattered to pieces."

The devil king, the demon lord, plus the two female evil gods, plus the God of Singing, if they really fight, the world of the abyss may not be so broken.

However, the appearance of William with the undead reshuffled all their preparations.

Moreover, Hill also purified the broken net.

Mephistopheles was actually very thoughtful. His Kingdom of God was basically hung there for people to see, but the magic network he made was placed underground in the capital.

Probably because he felt that if an enemy really wanted to attack his magic network, the first target would be the Kingdom of God.

At the very least, in all the teachings of the Magic Temple, it is the God of Magic who has laid a network in the starry sky that allows everyone to learn spells. That is his greatest contribution to the world.

For this devil king who is also very suspicious, it is normal to engage in such a mysterious design.

Who knew that he would meet someone who could summon a sea of ​​elements without any trouble?

The elemental world has always been domineering, how could it be so easy for someone to get so much pure sea water out!

For the magic network full of hatred and pain, torture and lies, this elemental water is the best way to purify it.

However, even the gods may not necessarily be able to obtain so much water in the elemental sea. This time, all the calculations came to nothing.

Hill slowly lowered his head and said to himself: "It was Gerns' luck that he met me."

It is already rare to find an artifact like the Ring of Winter, and it is possible to encounter a whimsical water god who uses his own divine power to seal such a strange magic.

Even though this magic seems to only have one sentence, it carries the power of a sea god. If it weren't for the strong endurance of the Winter Ring, it would have cracked long ago.

Hill touched the cold ring on his hand. He missed his little girl a little.

"Then...does the other one also know about the existence of this goddess?" Spencer asked the two people as vaguely as possible, and he understood. Rose and Shar had probably come to Gernes.

"I must know." William said simply, "Don't mention this again, she will be interested in any world. Trasil is just lucky, she is even more happy that the Elf God King has lost Corellon's face."