Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

For Rose, every small world that can be caught in her spider web is important, and she will not give up any opportunity to increase her strength.

And if she can get the pseudo magic web, her spider magic web, which only has part of the magic web's abilities, can become even more powerful.

She is good at weaving webs, but her understanding of magic webs is not that deep, so she can only choose to steal other people's webs.

But Shar came too.

The red moon and the black moon are so close, and the result of them being neighbors is definitely not a friendly greeting.

When Rose faced Shar, the incarnation of darkness, she really could only take a beating. Although they all had powerful powers, Rose was far behind!

But Rose still insists on staying here, probably for the sake of this world that may be swallowed by the abyss.

If those demons really destroyed the world, then when the world of Gernes was pulled into the bottomless abyss, she would definitely have a way to make Gernes become a part of her spider magic web.

Hill thought about it for a while before saying: "At least, the Lord of the Abyss who is planning this world is not that strong. Otherwise, the lady would not be so blatant."

William nodded and suddenly said: "Then I want this broken and irreparable magic net to be a toy. The beautiful and generous Miss Lost will not be angry, right?"

William raised his eyebrows and directly opened the top of the palace, and a black silk handkerchief fell gently.

Hill and Spencer, who had given up their work, all held their breath and gathered around William to watch.

Under the outline of the mysterious and dangerous purple eyes on the silk handkerchief, there is a clear line of divine text: Okay, let me kill them all first.

Hill exhaled softly. It seemed that Shar really liked William.

He walked back to his seat quietly and sat down with confidence.

For Shar, half of the magic net that no longer has a dark aura is meaningless at all. The power contained in it can at most allow the user to be promoted to the pseudo-legendary level.

In fact, none of them can be regarded as legends. They are just the same level, but their power is very different. For a powerful god like Shar, how many there are is meaningless.

Even if there are hundreds of millions, the undead are very interesting in the eyes of these powerful gods, but they are not yet threatening.

Moreover, if William really causes something big, it will also affect her enemy Mystra.

Shar was unhappy to see Mystra in bad luck.

Not everyone can use the power of shadow!

But for William, this broken net was really just right. It was too strong and he had to find a way to suppress it.

He just wanted a virtual magic network, preferably one that would make the user unable to use any power after leaving the network.

It's best not to have anything to do with souls or anything like that.

William also quickly realized that since Shar would appear without any care, the time to take action was almost here.

He also quickly came back with Spencer.

William, who was sitting on the throne, took out a small flat metal box from the ring and placed it on the small table raised in front of him.

The box is completely black, with purple and white pearls inlaid with clusters of baby's breath. It is so jewel-like and extremely beautiful.

William opened the box, revealing the white silk lining inside.

Hill watched King Salar solemnly flatten the silk handkerchief, place it neatly in the box, and then put the box back into his space ring, and then breathed out softly.

Hill didn't know how William felt, but he felt that the king could actually recover from the shock of discovering that Shar could really hear him in such a short period of time, and dare to directly ask about the ownership of the pseudo-magic network. .

It's really kind of powerful.

Although Hill felt that he was overly considerate, he was still far behind the king.

However, he could understand the importance William placed on the Salspar, and he could never be too cautious.

Not to mention, the Lady of the Night is indeed the goddess in William's heart. Moreover, if Shar suddenly appears in front of him one day and asks about this silk handkerchief, the effect of William taking out this box will be comparable to what he did today. Sincere praise.

The night was getting darker, and Gernes's strange moon ring was about to turn to the center of the sky.

The capital was still very bright, and the sacred rain continued to fall in the sky with a faint golden light.

This continuous light was reflected by the huge ice walls surrounding the capital, creating the feeling of bright lights.

Hill looked at the giant screen and said leisurely: "Your Majesty the King, the black tendril you wanted to see has appeared, quietly appearing behind the head of the devil king."

William immediately cheered up and looked at the giant screen with all his attention: "Did Miriel notice it? He rushed to the front! As expected of a god from the good camp, he just let his teammates run away!

What is he shouting? That pope is running away? Let his teammates chase him?

Oh, indeed, they hated the Pope who set his sights on the Knights of Radiance more than Mephistopheles.

where is it? Hill, Naven, have you seen it? "

"Bell Tower." Hill said nonchalantly, "Several Hell Fiends are hiding there! The Pope is also there, and he seems to have turned into a devil, but he is still wearing the Pope's long cloak."

"The spider?" William asked in surprise.

"They are weaving a web underneath!" Hill said helplessly. "It looks like they are planning to bring some devils back to sacrifice to their goddess."

Spencer silently switched the tablet in his hand, and finally found a side live broadcast room and put it on the giant screen, which was closer to the clock tower.

Although it's still quite far away, you can indeed see a few winged guys on the bell tower getting ready to take off.

But the spider really didn't see it.

But if it were Karula or her colleagues, they could understand why they couldn't see it at all. The thing was hidden in the air and even gods couldn't find it.

If Hill hadn't pointed out a few silver threads flying in the wind, no one would have noticed such a thin thread.

Discovering that Miriel was indeed able to sustain Mephistopheles' attack, his teammates had no intention of staying and asking him why he was like this and why he was hiding the truth.

Rather than knowing why their teammates still acted as assists even though they had the ability to block, they were more concerned about the devil on the bell tower who was about to fly away. They could finish the fight before talking about anything else.

The two knights and the two elves turned and rushed towards the bell tower.

They jumped vigorously on several rooftops that were still exposed on the water, with an indomitable momentum.

Only one god and one demon were left behind, fighting in a tacit agreement.

Mephistopheles, who discovered Miriel's movements, had no desire to stop these people at all.

He knew very well that the God of Singing must have discovered a more terrifying enemy to do this suddenly.

And there is only one person who plans to kill him and Miriel in one fell swoop.

Although even if this clone was lost, the damage to him would not be that great, otherwise he would have run away long ago.

But Mephistopheles still wanted to struggle.

Seeing him looking around and looking around, but unable to see the darkness above his head, William couldn't help but laugh: "I thought the devil would be more responsive to dark magic! But it turned out that Miriel was the first to discover it. ah!"

That is an old rival that has been fought for hundreds of thousands of years. How can you not know that? Hill couldn't help but secretly curse.

After discovering that a team that was evenly matched with the monarch he respected was rushing toward him, the high-level devils flew out without hesitation despite the damage.

Just fly straight up and out of the range of this sacred rain.

Although it is very painful, for these relatively high-level devils, these injuries can be tolerated in a short period of time.

Unfortunately, their quick start ended with a few flying spider threads.

The giant spider's web cannot be formed in the sacred rain, but a few particularly strong threads can still be used.

Her goal was quite obvious, as she dragged the only female devil and desperately retreated under the bell tower.

For the other devils, she just delayed their escape. As for whether these guys could still struggle out and avoid being drowned to death by the nasty rain, it had nothing to do with the spiders.

Rose's subordinates never like to return empty-handed. Their plans can fail, but they cannot fail with nothing.

Hill said softly: "This is probably not Karula. She would not be so arrogant in front of the undead."

What deterred the undead was the battle between the Devil King and the God of Singing.

And these battles between legends and even demigods will only arouse the desire of the undead to make them love each other until death.

That's boring!

Sure enough, the undead climbed up the ice wall.

The result of the large number of mages is that the ice wall extends directly towards the bell tower. The dense crowd began to march directly.

"That cloaked devil is left to the people of Gernes." William ordered calmly, "Tell the undead that this is the target of friendly forces.

Then, move on to the most important battle! "

Spencer quickly cut the giant screen back to Mephistopheles.

"I asked Mephistopheles why he didn't run away!" William finally saw what he wanted to know, "Miliel is known for his thoughtfulness."

If Mephistopheles had run away before Miriel appeared, there might still be hope of leaving, but now, the magic circle woven by the notes in mid-air firmly controlled the Demon King's feet.

Miriel played the piano for several hours, not just to accompany himself.

"Miriel! You idiot!" Mephistopheles yelled, "Do you think you will be let go? If Shar doesn't kill me, I will kill you first!"

Listening to his roar, the four people who had taken over the Pope turned back in horror, almost letting the devil break out of the encirclement.

Unfortunately, just as he had some hope, he was blocked by the rows of skills of the surrounding undead.

The undead can give up the final blow to these Gerns, but that doesn't mean they won't gain some experience.

Miriel stopped singing and said with a smile: "They are just clones, why are you so nervous? You will go back as soon as you close your eyes. Don't be anxious, you will die sooner or later."