Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill looked at the avenue of light that appeared on the giant screen leading directly to the Magic Great Wall, and smiled disdainfully. It seemed to be quite powerful, but this path could only last for 30 days.

After all, in order to show the incomparable power of the Sun God, this road puts more power on expelling gods and monsters... If it were Hill, he would probably strengthen the defense of the road to the point where the gods and monsters cannot break it. After all, the gods and monsters With only the elemental power of fire and air, coupled with powerful power, targeted defense does not require consuming such a huge amount of power.

Wouldn't Calimshan be under the command of their Sun Temple in the future? Amaunata and the cup would not understand how important an eternal road is to a country that focuses on trading.

However, in order to show the power of Amaunata, they still chose to put more power on frightening the gods and monsters... but they could not go near this road for 30 days.

Hill sneered. Maybe that cup was still worried that the undead would go to Manshaka to compete with them for the hearts of the people if the road was still open?

Such a lack of foresight.

Just like Amaunata watched the instant god appear... maybe he just wanted to see the Mystril who had always despised him have fun!

As a result, he transformed into all things and became part of the magic network, and he himself was knocked out of the Kingdom of God.

You must know that at that time, the Sun God Cult was the state religion of the Nese Empire...most arcanists believed in him.

Although Mystra looked down on Amaunata, she did not choose to suppress the arcanist. This first-generation magic goddess inherited more of Selune's mind and chose to laugh off many things.

If she were more like Shar, a lot of troubles in Toril's future wouldn't happen... If you give her too much freedom, ambition will flourish.

However, this use of the Holy Grail of Amaunata can be considered as giving up all his strength... Although there is still a small half of the power that is useless, but now that the power of the gods cannot penetrate Toril, the remaining power of this cup must be obtained For use by the sun god priests.

Just like the power of the undead actually comes from time and space artifacts.

Hill was a little suspicious that the Holy Grail of Amaunata took this opportunity to resurrect Amaunata because he saw the way the undead appeared.

Although the Holy Grail does not provide much power to the priests, at a time when priests in other temples can hardly even use level 2 divine spells, the Sun God Priest is already the most powerful Good God Priest besides the undead.

Of course, Silver Moon Temple and Night Temple can actually borrow the power of their main gods... but they are obviously restricted.

Although neither of them are obedient babies, Selune, who had just regained great power due to AO's favoritism, has become a little more peaceful in the past few years.

And Shar...her way of doing things determines that AO can pinch her. If AO insists on something, Shar will only make trouble secretly and will not confront it openly.

Except for these two, even if the other gods are dissatisfied with Amaunata's resurrection, they can't do anything before AO releases the world blockade again.

Even Cyric is the same...if Mystra doesn't return, he can only lie outside the planet Toril and stare.

But looking at the ethereal golden avenue, and the three alien gods flying from the avenue with white wings, flowing white hair, and pale skin, Hill felt a little inexplicable and wanted to laugh.

The Holy Grail of Amaunata seems to want to use this method to leave an impression on the undead that "the sun god is very powerful"... However, the otherworldly gods who look almost like angels, unless there are thousands of them at once, are a bit shocking, Otherwise, with so few in front of them, the undead would only think that Toril's Sun God was too poor.

At least it's not even comparable to Corellon's toes... His divine servant appeared in front of the undead with hundreds of winged elf subordinates.

So even if the alien god's voice is ethereal and his attitude is serious, the undead people don't feel anything... That's what's written on every expression of theirs?

To put it bluntly, it is the same as when you watch some TV, it sounds like a grand war with a million troops, but what really appears is just a few protagonists and supporting characters fighting each other and a dozen extras rolling behind them.

Angel is just like the protagonists. Once you watch it more, you won’t find it strange.

The undead just asked Vera's opinion and asked the three winged selves to go to the refugee town to gather people.

Including the Calimshan nobles in the refugee camp, the undead also readily asked them if they wanted to go to Manshakar with the attendants.

Of course the nobles chose to leave.

But the Calimshan civilians who had been complaining that the rules in Mir Forest were too annoying were a little hesitant.

Once they leave the goblin camp where they have no worries about food and clothing, they have to go back to the days of working hard but not necessarily having enough to eat.

But if they stay in the forest, they can only eat enough... What if they have a chance to get a promotion in status when they arrive in Manshaka?

This is not impossible.

The people of Toril, who are familiar with the ways of the Toril gods, understand what it means to have a god go out of his way to open a road to pick up people.

Manshaka needs their participation, and the Sun Temple needs believers to join even more.

This is also their only chance... There is no commoner who grew up in Calimshan's strict class system who doesn't want to become a noble.

After hesitating for several hours, most of the civilians followed the nobles and walked onto the golden avenue.

Only some of the Calimshan professionals who brought their families with them stayed... Those who were willing to take their families with them during their crazy escape, the undead had always had a good attitude towards them.

The few Harpers who managed the town looked very bad at first... They were unhappy not because all the people they managed had left, but because these people showed indifference towards their saviors.

But after seeing the people left behind, his expression became much better.

Who doesn’t want their neighbor to be a good person?

The undead were actually quite happy about the departure of these Calishans...even the earth mage even built a stone staircase inside the city wall of that road so that these people could walk faster.

But Hill found that except for some women with noble backgrounds who chose to leave, other female professionals did not even show their faces.

But when you think about it, it’s not surprising.

Although the undead seem to have done nothing, they have done everything... In the normal Calimshan territory, there will never be a Harper who appears publicly as the mayor.

Although Harpers also have many minor flaws, they are still fair in doing things, at least they will not be judged as right just because they are just men.

Hill still knows a little about countries like Calimshan...after all, he once went to the Middle East to build a desert road.

That's something that even the most negative sense of 'macho' can't describe.

The loudspeakers of 'Don't meddle in the country's different national conditions' and 'Don't conflict with the locals because of ideological differences' are sounded at their construction sites almost every day... Technicians like Hill only need to stay at the base and wait for something to happen. Geological problems only need to appear, but ordinary construction workers have to go out every day.

The occurrence of such shouting actually proves how terrible a place it is... You know, the Chinese people actually like to protect themselves wisely, and workers like them who are assisted by the state are actually very strict in management.

Calimshan will only get worse... because these men are no longer mere strength, they are more powerful.

Unlike other places in Faerûn, there are very few ways for Calimshan women to become professionals. Another country that is similar is Amn.

The reason why Shar's Night Temple is so popular in Calimshan and Amn is inseparable from the fact that these two countries have created the most women who want to destroy the entire world.

Hill kept staring at the giant screen, wondering if Vera would do anything... but the little elf just touched the small bag around his waist with a melancholy look, and sat on the throne, hesitating.

The 'young master', who was discussing how to modify some musical instruments with the goblins who were better at playing, finally discovered something unusual about Vera. He rarely remembered his own identity... The liaison officer placed by the undead next to the goblin queen, with He walked over with a look of false concern.

"What is your beautiful Majesty on your mind?" He said with a slightly exaggerated tone while laughing, "Can't you tell your friends? I thought we talked about everything?"

Facing such an oily 'young master', his secretary's usually calm face couldn't help but twist.

However, Vera was very satisfied with this trick, and she said in an ethereal tone: "Logically speaking, when facing the believers of Amaunata who are also fighting against gods and monsters, I should help them a little... After all, they are the main force against gods and monsters.

but……"

She touched her small bag and patted it with a sad face: "Money is a very serious problem!"

Just as the 'young master' was about to speak, he was kicked hard by the anxious secretary behind him.

He staggered for a moment, but finally realized that something might be wrong, and said with a confused face: "But Amaunata didn't ask us for help?

And I remember that the sun god liked gold the most, didn’t he? How could his followers be short of money? "

Vera suddenly said: "Eh? That's right! One window in the Temple of Amauna is worth more than all my property! I really think too much...

Hmm... Master, tell your commander, if the people in Amaunata ask for help, it's best to help them a little. I have some friendship with them before. "

'Master' nodded: "No problem."

Hill couldn't help laughing... Of course Amaunata believers are not short of money, but they are short of food!

The undead must have understood this during their exchanges with the Calishans during this period.

It is estimated that they have long decided to make a lot of money from this group of golden Sun God priests.

Although the 'young master' didn't know what was going on, the rich second generation had a general skill... using questions to break up topics that he couldn't answer immediately... It seemed that he had learned well.