When Selune saw the undead on the giant screen who were risking their lives just to watch the fun, she instantly stopped her endless complaints and laughed briskly.
She said with admiration: "The undead are really good friends!"
In this regard, the undead are really more elves than elves... Although Corellon's descendants have inherited the talent of the father of the elves in their blood, the elves are not that crazy to risk their lives just to watch a show.
Even though she knew that the undead dared to do this because they would not die, Shar, who knew more about them, knew very well that dying once would actually be quite painful for the undead.
Although Shar also likes to watch the excitement, the excitement must not make her sacrifice her own interests.
The Lady of the Night rarely agreed with Selune: "In this aspect, you are indeed somewhat similar.
Even if you fight to the death, you still have to see if the person is jumping off a cliff and falling into the sea."
Lansendre didn't care at all what Selene and Shar were saying. He suddenly flapped his wings and flew into the air, soaring in a circle before landing: "How strange! Why do I feel that the restraint on me has suddenly weakened?
What happened? That guy inside can’t be Mystra, right?”
He seemed to think that he was talking nonsense, so he laughed.
However, the two goddesses who instantly silenced made him hesitate: "What do you mean?
Isn’t that the case with Mystra?
If she had the ability to play with the abyss and the mage, how could she possibly die in her own kingdom of God?"
"No, she is definitely not in there." Selune replied calmly, "Don't you think Ao won't restrain us?
We're just thinking, maybe Mystra is finally willing to come forward?
It's even possible that someone close here knows what's going on.
She knows everything, so of course we can't influence her, so the restraint will become weaker."
"Although I can feel that what you are telling the truth, I always feel that something is wrong." Ransander narrowed his eyes and said, "But forget it. It's rare for you to have such a high level of understanding with Shar.
Then you definitely won’t tell me~ The love between sisters is so deep!
Hum~ I will always know.
You can't hide it for long."
Selûne laughed twice and held on tenaciously, not being tempted by Lansander's words to tell the truth.
Fortunately, the undead at this time had already taken their positions at the door after sacrificing the lives of hundreds of knights.
The real situation inside has appeared on the giant screen.
Inside is a circular hall, divided into three rings by countless magic circle runes.
There are hundreds of tall bookshelves placed against the outermost wall, and one meter away from the bookshelves are evenly distributed experimental benches.
Unfortunately, most of the bookshelf has collapsed, and only a few books on it can still be seen, and the alchemy table has not survived, only the body... It seems that the bookshelf is a more important thing to Hubbell.
It turned out to be made of the same material as the metal door... Unfortunately, the bookshelf was not destroyed, but the alchemy circle they used to ensure the safety of the books failed.
As for the rest of the decoration... whatever it was like before, now it's just charred black.
The middle link is a spacious passage, and the orangutan is standing on the side of the door glaring at the person standing next to the throne in the middle.
It was a wide and exquisite stone throne, with images of giant dragons carved around it... This was the Seat of Sakoshiel where the demon lord had sat for hundreds of years.
Standing next to the throne was a guy dressed very strangely... It looked like a red robe, but if you looked a little closer, you could see that the robe was made of beads polished from countless red gems.
The sharp horns on his dark red face, his thin face, as well as his tail and hooves all proved his identity: a tiefling.
"Asmodeus!" Shar suddenly spoke, "Does he have this ability?"
Hill turned his head and glanced confusedly: "Thirteen people in Toril?"
That gathering of warlocks?
Like Shar said, do they have what it takes?
"Ah!" Ilsda'hur said in sudden realization, "Toril tieflings have joined forces with that godless society in Sigil!
What do you want to do?
Hmm...that Broken Temple where gods are not gods is the original place of the portal god, right?
Then it is indeed possible for them to know something from the mouth of Dabas who betrayed the Lady of Pain.
Hehe... Those are the Dabas of Sigil, they know everything.
So...the Hubbell family worked for the Lady of Pain, obtained the Death Moon Orb and the Seat of Zacosir, and wanted to recruit a demon lord.
Um?
Met me by accident?
Hehe~ What a surprise!
Tiefling! No matter what you want to do! I want you to die!"
The red hair on the angry Ilsdahur seemed to be floating... He felt that he might really be in trouble.
No matter what the Hubbell family does, he feels that there will be no problem with him.
But tieflings who also have demonic blood... and are also the president of the non-god society, Ternes, who owns countless properties of the ancient tiefling empire, and Asmodeus, who has countless magicians under his command... are absolutely capable of...
Take something away from him!
It might even make him really think that it was Lady Pain who did this to him.
Ilsdahur has no doubt about the tiefling's power of enchantment.
"Ah..." Asmodeus finally spoke after a long silence, "What a frustrating failure... just a little bit worse.
There is nothing I can do.
Who told you that only you can use it!
Balgera’s bloodline is so enviable.”
Ilsdahur tilted his head in confusion... There are many demons like them who are connected by race in the abyss. How can Balgra be envious?
The orangutan thought for a while and still didn't understand. He simply waved his hand and decided to kill Asmodeus first.
If you have any questions, you can wait until you get back to think about it... If you don't want to tire your head, you can go to Demogorgon.
Although the two-headed baboon is very irritable, in fact he has a very high IQ.
If the Demon Prince was a fool, he would have killed that six-fingered bastard long ago!
Ilsdahur frantically activated his power, a dark red light exploded, he jumped suddenly, and the ground shook instantly.
Asmodeus's body moved slightly, as if his whole body was illusory... The moon blades were flying all over the sky again.
The picture on the giant screen suddenly disappeared... When it lit up again, what appeared on it was Hydera's huge body.
It seems that the person doing the live broadcast has been replaced.
"That Asmodeus has never left the Seat of Zacothir." Selune said keenly, "He must have control of that chair!
No wonder Ilsdahur didn't dare to rush in and fight directly.
He must ensure that when old Hubbell dies, tieflings cannot attack him."
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