Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The hydra swayed its three tails slowly...an ominous dark purple aura shone around its tails.

The damage of this spell to the enemy is never very high... but the living creature hit will feel that its soul and body have been severely whipped. If there is not enough resistance, it can only curl up in pain. In a ball, they can neither control their actions nor attack.

His twelve lizard faces can all be seen as sarcastic... Don't the priests of Lolth like to whip people very much? It’s as if the whip has become their representative!

Monsters like Waxmelt, which are made from succubus into candles, cannot support a 'Shar's Whip', and Drow dares to claim that he is not afraid of any pain.

The God of Suffering may not be able to withstand Shar's whip, but even these losers dare to fight against the Lady of the Night!

The hydra suddenly froze for a moment... The eyeballs he swallowed began to rebel, trying to drive him to get the severed palm that the spider had put into the ovary on his stomach... This is really creative, Vecna ​​probably started from I never thought that my palm would be so blessed one day, that I could fall in love with countless little spiders through eggshells.

Yes, the hydra considers itself to be well-informed... There are quite a few occurrences of Waxmelt demons in the Underdark, but this was the first time he saw Waxmelt transformed into a spider mother. Demon.

The nature of that thing is actually more like that of a succubus, and it likes humanoid creatures... As an animal, he can't know whether it can have children.

But the waxmelt demon that comes to fight wrapped in a bunch of spider eggs is really rare in the world!

No matter how miserable the spider behaves, he will never put his claws into that thing!

His family’s head god doesn’t even have such unreasonable demands! An eyeball is a beautiful thought!

If he causes trouble again, he can just put a Stinky Cloud Technique into the storage bag in his stomach... This is easy for a Probasilisk whose head can be enlarged or reduced.

After all, Vecna ​​was once a mage king. Although he maintained the consistent style of a lich in appearance, he was not covered in maggots like Velshalon, the lord of the lich.

As for him who clearly does not belong to Faerun's divine system, why did the artifact come to Faerun... Then we have to ask the derro dwarf god who likes to dig holes everywhere.

That guy's target should only be Vecna's divine power...the left hand and left eye that were lost due to betrayal by his subordinates. If Deelinka, who likes betrayal, can really channel the anger towards the betrayer in the opposite direction, Then the god of the Derro dwarves can probably use this artifact to completely transfer the curse that is wrapped around him from the twin brother who was sealed in the abyss.

This pair of artifacts can even become more powerful due to the curse of an abyss evil god.

In fact, that guy is truly the most cunning and cunning being among the dwarves... There are few gods in Toril who are so knowledgeable about things in other worlds, especially the Lady of the Night who only pays attention to Toril.

For example, the main god of his family, circling around the big spider with clenched claws and closed eyes, seemed to be planning a famous resistance. The hydra was somewhat helpless as he thought about the information he had received before coming... The reason why he could The reason why I know so much is because my Lord God only gets so much information.

What Shar is interested in is Vecna's secret priesthood... As for disabilities and whispers, the Night Goddess is not interested.

But it was too late when she got the news... If she hadn't personally searched for the traces of Dee Linka on a whim, she wouldn't even know what the artifact was and where it came from.

So all Shar knew was a little bit of information from a certain child... But that was enough for her to choose to take action... She had no interest in other worlds, but she wanted to learn how they kept secrets. So as to consolidate his secret priesthood.

If she was only interested in these dark powers, Shar's emotions were already high now... What Rose wanted, she had to destroy even if she wasn't interested.

So what the hydra is thinking about now is how to destroy the spider pretending to be dead together with the severed palm.

However, although the flames he breathed could burn the spider shell...but the demigod-level Waxmelt Demon was definitely not something he could kill.

Although this Wax Melt Demon is obviously not as powerful as the ones that appeared before, it is probably Rose's last work a thousand years ago... the one that almost failed because of the Succubus Queen's troubles.

But the hydra with a similar power level couldn't kill the spider that swallowed Vic's palm... The palm was almost constantly absorbing the vitality of the spider eggs, and then in turn strengthened the big spider's Defense.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the group of elves lying above him... Their oil painting was of some use, but it was a pity that the level was too low to suppress the power from the gods.

"That Hydra! Do you want to kill the big spider?" 'Xueyunfeng' shouted down with his loudspeaker.

The twelve heads of the basilisk raised together: "Hydra? Are you talking about me?"

"Ah...yes!" 'Xueyunfeng' did not expect that this snake lizard would be more interested in the name, "It is the name of a multi-headed snake lizard god in the mythology of our world."

"Is he strong?" The Probasilisk moved uneasily, and its slender tail with purple light once again swatted away the black widow spider that was trying to escape while he was distracted.

"Very strong. When he was alive, everyone was in the spotlight. After he died, he guarded the door for the God of Death." 'Xueyunfeng' turned his head and thought for a moment before answering solemnly.

Although he didn't know what this snake lizard was thinking, he didn't intend to lie... "Xueyunfeng", the aristocratic system in this world, is somewhat familiar with it. Being able to guard the door for the strong is not a humiliating position, but being A sign of trust.

The twelve heads of the basilisk roared to the sky, then lowered their heads and fiercely sprayed a burst of flames at the black spider... The blue-purple flames proved his excitement... After fighting for so long, this one The flames breathed by the basilisk are all blue.

"Me! I'll be called Hydra from now on! Hehe~ I have a name~" The roars from the twelve heads shook the earth, and even the giant screen seemed to be shaking... It seemed that the volcanic rock where the camera equipment was placed He was shaken by the shock.

A hand suddenly appeared on the giant screen... The cameraman realized something was wrong, swooped forward, and moved the filming equipment to another place... This time he found a hand that could allow people to see the half-burnt part more carefully. panoramic view of big spider.

The spider's wail made no one feel sympathy for her... even though it was very much like a young woman's wail.

The undead don't listen to voices, they only look at faces, and no matter how beautiful their faces are, it doesn't stop them from killing the experienced red monsters.

Hill was a little surprised at first as to why the Wax Melt Demon didn't transform.

Whether it is a humanoid figure that can arouse some special desires in the enemy...well, no...pity...you must know that when Hydra speaks, anyone who understands magical creatures such as basilisks should understand that this is definitely a dragon. She didn't use either the beast or the more powerful wax-melting demon form,

But being burned like this and not converting it is probably the price that must be paid to seal Vecna's severed palm.

Hill was a little confused as to what Rose wanted Vecna's Magic Eye Palm to do. As the Spider Goddess, she did not have priestly authority over the undead.

Unless she hasn't given up on tearing off a piece of flesh from Shar's body... Secret is indeed one of Shar's most important priesthoods.

Hmm... Hill really admires Rose's perseverance... If you want to deal with Shar, you can only do it in Toril... Deal with the incarnation of Toril's original power in Toril?

Wasn't Rose's plan to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble a blow to the head to cancel it? Even half of her spider magic web was robbed to mend the holes dug by Mask in the Shadow Realm.

If Rose still wants to deal with Shar, unless she can lure the home-loving goddess of the night out of Toril, otherwise, dealing with her will be no different from directly dealing with the will of the world in Toril.

But Shar could even go to a place like Gernes and watch with a cold eye for tens of thousands of years, silently watching the devils and demons at work.

And using only divine power to incarnate, he can immediately withdraw to Toril at any time.

Caution is almost written in Shar's bones... No matter what she does, she always provokes others to take action... Of course, if Selune can be beaten violently, Shar will never mind cracking the whip herself.

Hill was suddenly startled, and then silently turned his head to look behind him... A ray of moonlight slowly emerged in the pool again.

Hill touched his forehead to make sure there was no cold sweat. He couldn't help but glance at the big tree from last time... He understood a little bit why Shar chose this jacaranda tree... It was full of branches. Purple flowers bloom brightly.

Moreover, this kind of flower is very similar to cherry blossoms, with purple petals falling in the wind all the time, and the petals falling on the ground are also in clusters, with a blurry oil painting color... Hill did not let the puppets of life clean up these fallen flowers.

So Shar does like purple.

But even if Shar is here, Hill will definitely not notice it as long as she remains silent.

"Ciel..." Seeing that Hill had discovered him, Selune asked softly, "Can I borrow your oil painting for a while?"

Hill blinked and immediately understood that she was asking about the oil painting itself: "Of course, it's my pleasure."

Hill thought about it. Selune's silver fire has a very famous function. It can locate objects without time or space restrictions in the continent of Faerûn. This is just the ability she gives others to use.

If it were herself, casting spells through objects should be easy.

Hill looked up at the sky again, and took the oil painting out of the pendant: as soon as it left his hand, the huge oil painting slowly floated... This is Hill's territory, Hill's mystery lock Among them, his will is the command.

He wanted to make the oil painting float, and the mystery lock would naturally lift the oil painting gently.

Dusk slowly recedes and night slowly appears.

The bright moonlight fell softly on the courtyard, and Selune said gently: "Shar, it's time for your Hydra to leave. I only give you one minute."

Although there was no movement in the courtyard, the giant basilisk showing off its power in the giant screen chose to retreat almost instantly, and disappeared directly through a gap... Of course, he did not forget to give the spider another whip before leaving... ...Shar Whip, a typical Shar magic, even if he is a chosen one, being able to cast it three times a day is already the limit.

His sudden departure made the undead who were happily chatting with him stunned for a long time, chattering away incessantly... It can be judged from the almost blocked voices that they were not only talking about this Hydera , still talking about Shar... William very decisively blocked all the words that could easily cause misunderstanding.

Including those words that popularized the origin of Hydera, they were also cut off... William knew Shar very well, and the goddess of the night did not want anything about her to become a topic in other people's mouths.

The silver moonlight in the courtyard became brighter and brighter, while the milky white moonlight on the pool danced gently and directly embraced Hill's oil painting... The silver moon in the sky suddenly fell, milky white, luminous, and as gentle as silk. The illusory liquid burned quietly on the oil painting.

The undead's exclamations came from the giant screen... Because it turned into the tray of Dee Linka's artifact bag, a silver flame suddenly appeared on the oil painting that had been held by a certain unlucky fire mage.

The fire mage was almost frightened and let go...but in the end he bravely grabbed the edge of the painting, and then discovered that the flame had no intention of harming him at all.

He suddenly raised his head and asked, "What the hell is Hill doing? Only he can change the performance of this thing, right? William doesn't have that ability!"

But no one could answer him. The undead couldn't help but gathered around him. Silver rays of light flowed around the oil painting. The unlucky Diylinka Bag was already half-dead and only groaning, but now it erupted again. Scream... Silver fire can hurt the soul.

The flame didn't last long, maybe 30 seconds?

Then Silver Fire jumped down and went straight to the black widow spider at the bottom of the volcanic cave that had pulled out a piece of spider silk and stuck it to the distance, trying to escape... Her senses were very keen and she had already noticed that something was wrong, but unfortunately she didn't. Enough stamina to escape.

Even the Archbishop of the God of Suffering might not be able to endure three whips of Shar.

Then she could only roar and be directly surrounded by the silver fire... In the blazing silver flames, the wax melt demon finally gave up the struggle and chose to return to its original body... She knew that she could no longer escape, so Giving control to the magic clutches of Vecna ​​in the body.

However, her struggle was completely meaningless... A deep black light swept over directly. Even though she had turned into a wax melt demon, and even though Vic's devil's hand had begun to control her movements, their cooperation was unable to Can resist Shar's dark beam... The damage of this spell is very strong, but the strongest thing is its immobilization ability.