Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

"Yuluo Morchen" said with a smile: "But these animals don't seem to die!" "

Different creatures have different names in their eyes, and undead creatures will be specially marked.

'Xueyunfeng' said nonchalantly: "We are elves! Can't we tell the aura of undead creatures at a glance? Since they want to hide and monitor us, they will definitely not be so stupid."

Yuluo Fanchen laughed and said, "When you see these little birds that can't fly as well as a fat duck, you won't think they are very smart."

"The old dog is right. You are stupid!" The 'senior Sanda King' who was sitting on his animal companion slapped Yuluo Fanchen's head, "Go and look at those Yinbutu people, who would think Something wrong with those flying birds?

In Toril, probably only druids would notice something wrong with those little birds.

They live too rough a life to care about the traces of flying birds. "

‘Xueyunfeng’ added with a smile: “Furthermore, the Toril people usually have a very direct style of doing things, and side surveillance methods like this are not commonly used.

The eyes of the dead are hidden in the air, which is a common method of these necromancers.

How many people can spot that thing at a glance?

Although their conspiracies are also very vicious, their methods are simple and crude. "

The ‘Old Sanda King’ said a little impatiently: “According to William’s request, unless evidence is found, we cannot easily attack a sovereign country.

So what do we do? Just looking at it? "

"What's the rush?" 'Xueyunfeng' said calmly, "It's obvious that William has no follow-up large-scale missions.

This round of regional war missions should end here.

It's almost the same thing. Look at those unorganized people who have begun to work without any effort.

Sanren's passion for large-scale tasks has its limits.

Even if we wanted to continue, it would be difficult to maintain.

Furthermore, unless we have the ability to enter the giant valley and cause chaos, we can only wait for the opportunity. "

"When is the time? How long will it take?" the 'Old Sanda King' asked impatiently.

"Isn't there a goblin god under the control of Ben?" 'Xueyunfeng' said with a smile, "When the giant valley encounters the goblin disaster or the Seer invasion next door, that's when our next regional mission begins. "

"No matter how fast goblins are born, it will take a year or two before they cause disaster, right?" Yu Luofanchen asked in surprise.

“Why else would William let us build a camp here?

After the teleportation array is installed, those who want to leave can leave. Just leave a family who is willing to stay here to stay here.

Others can go wherever they like for daily tasks. It is estimated that William will disband the command team in a few days. "

The 'Old Sanda King' pinched his waist and patted his wolverine: "Then after the disbandment, I'll go back to the hidden town, I miss Edna.

I don’t know how she is studying now? Have you grown taller? "

The little Loli suddenly said melancholy: "Maybe Edna will be much taller than me when we go back! I regret choosing a Lolita body shape."

The rare melancholy of the Sanda King ended up in Xue Laogou's ivory-less mouth: "I want to raise a daughter myself! Even the bald man is going to have a child, and that girl Cunlu can be called mother. What are you waiting for?" ?

No matter how gentle and talkative your man is, he can't do this job for you! "

The face of the 'Old Sanda King' showed a sinister smile, and under the wailing sound of 'Yuluo Morchen'... 'Wait a minute!

Give innocent people a chance to escape! ’… In the middle, he asked his wolverine friend to fart into the old dog’s mouth, which was smelly enough.

Since there was nothing to do, the reporters following the command team were caught off guard and dropped their tools... The scene on the giant screen was suddenly dazzling.

Hill smiled helplessly and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Ekak and Magrubiette seem to be bound to play a role in this drama, and I don't know how many more. A god has infiltrated Toril."

"Well...it shouldn't be less, right?" Selune couldn't help but answer, "Her enemies, plus her ex's enemies, can form a symphony orchestra."

Hill couldn't help laughing... It seems that Selune really likes the 'Master' and his symphony orchestra.

Many people from the Conservatory of Music gave up the Battle of Imbutu and stayed in Calimshan to play with the goblins... Goblins who have lived in music for tens or even hundreds of thousands of years, even if they are learning a new instrument , but the artist’s ability will not be reduced as a result.

Musicians can hear that artistic touch... Even if their senses are compromised, the unique flavor of the little goblin is still there.

In the current Carlin Forest, after completing the greening task every day, the goblins arrange and play various symphonies with these music-loving elf children.

Operas from the world of the undead were all brought to this world and staged...but maybe William got in the way, and they were all classic Western dramas like Shakespeare's.

Then the goblins transformed their long-standing goblin epic in the form of an opera... It is said that because she brought enough novel music to the goblins, Vera's position as queen is already very secure.

Some goblins who had no intention of following Valar were attracted to Calimshan Forest.

Selune probably listens to it often.

"But is it worth it?" Hill asked a little confused, "If you want to enter Toril at this time, the sacrifice will be relatively high, right?"

"All the smarter gods understand A's idea." Shar said quietly, "Even my shadow magic network has been stripped away, how long can their divine power network be maintained?

It's just that the gods who have no grudge against Midnight can still save this divine power network until the end, and maybe there will be a chance to exchange something from A0.

If you have a grudge, you may not necessarily do what you want... Maybe some gods will choose interests, but some gods may prefer to vent their anger.

Speaking of which, I have to thank you at midnight! If you hadn't made Wo'jin unable to go out for at least a few hundred years, the biggest trouble she would encounter when going out in the future would definitely be the goddess of wealth. "

Hill said confusedly: "But the reason why the goddess Wojin ended up like this is not because she blew up the Hell Gate Castle? I think she offended more gods because of this incident, right?"

"You are thinking too much." Shar said coldly, "The lives of believers can be purchased with money... Even if a believer who is pious enough dies, he will be taken to the Kingdom of God. If he is not pious enough, it would be better if he could sell it for some money. good?

No matter how incompetent Wo'jin is, as long as the Merchant Priesthood remains, she will always be a symbol of wealth.

The only one who would really fight against her is Corellon, but the character of the father of elves... In the words of the undead,

Should it be pity for the fragrance and cherish the jade?

Vol'jin cried twice, and he would probably be able to get over it after spending hundreds of years of self-imprisonment. "

"That's Corellon too!" Hill said unsatisfied. How could you blame him? He has always been just a spokesman for defense and counterattack!

"Wol'jin chose Hellgate Castle, at least half of the reason is you, right?" Selune interjected, "Being beaten so badly by a half-elf mage was the reason why she went crazy and directly faced Corellon, wasn't it?"

Hill pouted: "That's all her own choice."

"Maybe her business is full of blood and tears?" Selune said lightly, "Every time Wojin takes a multiple-choice question,

They chose the wrong side. "

Hill glanced at the moonlight in the pool in bewilderment... He was a little familiar with this expression. It seemed to be commonly used in Trahill. Who was it talking about?

Shar interrupted Hill's thoughts coldly: "Vol'jin and Helm will either become evil or die sooner or later. The slave trade... Humph!

Hell has already prepared a place for them. "

Despite burning, killing and looting all year round, Shar's bottom line seems to be a little higher than some neutral gods.

Selûne took the rare opportunity to acknowledge her sister: "In the past, the world was still full of strife between different races...

… Whatever happens in a race war is normal. Although the fate of the loser is worthy of sympathy, the gods cannot interfere.

But turning fellows into slaves only happened in this era... I don't know if it's because human life is too short, and their style of doing things is much crueler.

The personalities of human gods are also very complex. "

Hill couldn't help but sigh... Don't discuss such a troublesome issue with him, okay?

What happened to Toril to restart it? How many gods were born before the reboot? Are there any memories from before?

Full of questions, he quietly took a sip of wine. Hill decided to bury this matter deep in his heart and not even think about it when he left this place.

Although he is very curious, Hill understands that if he knows too much, he may not be able to get out of this world... He does have a strong backing that allows him to ignore some minor troubles.

But if he takes the initiative to cause trouble on his own, his backing may not be able to completely protect him... After all, the world of Toril does not intend to harm him, it just prevents him from leaving.

Selûne and Shar would not take the initiative to do anything to him, but they, especially Selûne who relied on intuition to speak and do things, may not necessarily not trick him at all.

Hill smiled and changed the dangerous subject: "In less than three years, Edna will be an adult."

"Shar, will you take action?" Selune took over the topic as expected.

"According to the agreement, I will not take action personally." Shar sneered, "But my subordinates will not let an envoy of Mystra pass through their territory."

Hill couldn't help but glance at the shadows under the big tree... Her three chosen ones now all have a powerful artifact in their hands, right?

"Your chosen ones?" Selune also remembered, "Is there any difference between taking action yourself?"

"Of course." Shar retorted, "If I hadn't taken action, she would have been lucky!"

That's true.

Hill secretly thought to himself that it was very likely that Shar would do it himself, or he would fail due to a sudden change in luck.

The goddess of the night always secretly encourages others to take action, probably not only because she is used to acting in secret, but also because she has learned too many lessons.