Chapter nine hundred and ninety-two bones rushing out of the ground
Talos laughed ferociously: "Come back with me, and you will know what interest is!"
Xinbu laughed "hehe" twice and directed the light balls to rush towards the God of Storms, trying to remove the various magics attached to him.
This is destined to be a protracted battle, and it depends on who consumes all their mana and resources first.
"This Queen of Storms is really strong!" DeVos lay on the sofa and watched in dazzled form, "When will I be able to be so strong?"
"First of all, you have to be a voter." Nasr crossed his legs and was holding a pipe in his mouth. "Secondly, you have to be rich enough. At the worst, you have to be someone like Elminster.
lover."
"Don't say that." Edna stopped him gently, "Xinbu herself is very strong. Even without the assistance of Aglalund and the help of Elminster, she is still one of the top mages in the world.
one."
"It's not like the Chosen of Dark Night has never fought her. During the time when my predecessor Mystra was here, the Temple of Ancient Night happened to be very active, and they worked very hard when tracking her.
Otherwise, why would the black-eyed lady use the divine power that Selune asked Mystri to preserve? Although she has never been afraid of embarrassment, she would not do it easily without a suitable reason... At least this reason must be able to
Convince the easy-to-talk Selune!
hey-hey.
Isn't it just that Silver Fire's damage to evil is stronger than Arcane in some aspects?
But at that time, Xinbu did not have such powerful artifacts, nor did he have so many rare items." Nasr said with a smile, "But what about now? My God, it seems that these spell slots can't be used up!
Also, did you see the string of beads on her hand that was wound six times? Gee, they are all mana pearls.
Give Iltmara some courage, and she probably won’t dare to fight Xinbu again.”
"So...you belong to the temple of Heldestahl?" Edna asked quietly, "Do they really fight each other when they meet?"
Nasr closed his eyes helplessly: "Hydra...is it really that boring?"
"When the undead people were communicating with him, they talked a lot about their own fun!" Edna's big eyes were full of innocence, "Then there's nothing wrong with Hydera telling some gossip about the Night Messenger.
~
Especially at that time, the undead had just seen Heldestahl and the Thousand Nights Petal she was holding! They happened to be very interested in her."
Nasr spread his hands: "These have nothing to do with me. However, now Iltmara actually only wants to complete the mission of the goddess, and is not very willing to pay the price to destroy the world... There are so many lovers! Yes.
Bar?
She had long forgotten the humiliation she had experienced in the palace.
But the younger Heldestahl could not forget those pains... The women of Amn sometimes suffered worse than those of Calimshan.
After all, Calishan men only treat women as belongings, while Amn treats women as commodities.
Therefore, the Night Cloaks that are more active now basically belong to the temple of Heldestahl, and this person pays so readily that Mask's followers want to switch sides."
Edna looked at him: "We went to Candlekeep, let's go to Calimshan! And if conditions permit, I also want to visit Amn.
Sometimes, hearing something from a high level is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes.
Just like before, I definitely don't think most of the priests of Orul are good people.
However, as long as Talos remains as he is now, it is estimated that the Winter Maiden will continue to indulge them like this."
"Well..." Nasr said hesitantly, "Whether it is Silvermoon City or Aglaia, a woman's status is only based on ability, not gender.
When we get to Calimshan...can you stay calm? I don't want to really fight with the assassins from the Ancient Night Temple. They have artifacts to help now."
Edna laughed: "Nasr, I believe Calimshan's Ancient Night Temple will never take on the task of fighting me. After all... I can ask the undead for help at any time.
And, most importantly, who else in Calimshan has the energy to antagonize me over such a trivial matter?
Amaunator is pointing there now, and the Calishites aren't fighting to protect their faith anymore?"
Nasr took a heavy drag on his pipe: "Ah... Iltmara will be busy in the future. How great. If you do something, you will make money."
Edna looked at the Night Cloak. Sometimes she really didn't know whether Nasr was really following Shar for money as he said, or... he was also a potential destroyer who wanted the world to be destroyed.
This defense mage's attitude is a little hard to distinguish between what is true and what is false. He is indeed a Shar follower who is accustomed to keeping secrets.
never mind.
She turned to look at the increasingly fierce battlefield ahead... Anyway, Shar would not cause trouble for her in a short period of time, so Nasr could be trusted for the time being.
"Huh?" Edna suddenly looked down and quickly added a few layers of defense at her feet before turning to look at Gendilari: "I think you'd better advise those who are still standing on the ground.
Leave early."
Gendilari shouted without hesitation: "There are enemies below, retreat quickly!"
Although most of the voters of the Lord of the Dawn don't want to deal with them, they are still very trustworthy in terms of credibility.
Edna looked at the people who were hiding behind the defensive shield and watched the battle between gods, and ran out almost instantly... Even though they were knocked to the ground and rolled on the ground and stepped on several times, no one stopped and rushed directly towards
outside.
And those spectators flying in mid-air are increasing the defense circle around them.
The seamstress she was paying attention to just now was carefully taking off her gloves from her hands... No wonder few people could recognize that she was a dragon.
But at the same time, people outside the door began to rush in, led by an ancient white dragon that ran rampant and hit a wall directly.
Edna smiled helplessly and waved to the other side: "We are here. We are very safe~ Haven't you all seen it?"
"This can't be done, what if...ah! It hurts~" The white-clothed mage standing at the front was just about to speak when he was hit by a wine bottle thrown from behind.
"Old dog, shut your mouth! Damn it. If you know you can't speak, don't speak!"
The 'Old Sanda King' stood beside Alvia, looked around, waved his hand and took out a huge cloud. Dozens of undead who had been waiting outside the door quickly stepped on it... This pink cloud was really big.
, even Alvia can stand on it.
The 'Old Sanda King' directed the clouds to float to Edna's side: "You guys should come over here too~ There's enough space, I can add Alvia as well."
She looked at Edna's amazed eyes and smiled proudly: "It looks good~ Only we Hill are willing to spend money to make this kind of thing that has no other function except floating!
However, most of the clouds he made are white and gray, and they are basically used to make cloud houses.
Only if there were a few that suddenly mutated, he would ask the familiar undead if they wanted them.
After all, the price is not cheap at all, it’s the same as buying a house!”
Edna floated the sofa where several people were sitting over, and couldn't help but bend down and touch the cute pink clouds at her feet: "Ah, it's really a cloud. How did you make it?"
"The starter is only as big as a palm, like a shell." The 'Old Sanda King' said proudly, "Hill said that only our Trahill's special materials can make it."
Edna tilted her head, a little envious, and decided to work hard to make money... Before returning, she must go to the floating castle to find Hill's generous luxury!
Then her upright body suddenly softened. Edna touched the purple jade bracelet on her wrist, then looked at the starry ring on her finger, and couldn't help but glance at Nasr... in that dark night cloak
With doubtful eyes in her eyes, Edna gritted her teeth and used her last willpower to give up the idea of going astray... and simply threw herself on Bailong's back.
"Alvia." She buried her face in Bailong's neck and said sweetly, "Tell me, can we dig up any treasures on the way?"
Bai Long turned to look at her in surprise: "Huh? What's wrong? Are you going bankrupt buying jewelry? Let me think about it..."
Her cold and cunning eyes quickly looked around at the people and inhumans still in the rotunda: "Tsk, the steel dragon didn't even come."
Alvia stretched her neck, and just as she was about to greet the bronze dragon, a big hole was knocked out of the floor of the rotunda... and a huge skeleton poked out from there.
"Dogo... Soth?" Alvia's voice trembled, "Why is this guy here?"
It was rare to hear fear in the White Dragon Queen's voice. Edna couldn't help but look at the tattered bone dragon: "This guy...has nothing to be afraid of, right?"
"Dogothos has always hoped to have offspring." Nasr explained her confusion simply, "Women of all races have harassed them, especially female dragons with stronger vitality.
Do you think he is not strong enough, maybe because he is compared to Lord Hill?
Although Drogothos is a poor dragon, he is an ancient dragon after all!
If Alausato hadn't been strong enough and Dogothos didn't like the cold icebergs, the White Dragon Queen would have almost been made the queen of the undead black dragon.
However, later on, Dogothos felt that the green dragon was still more tenacious, so he did not continue to harass the pair of white dragons."
"Who...is he coming for?" Of course, Gendilari already knew this. He was more curious about another point, "What Dogothos hates most now is people related to drow, right? Why?"
Maybe you can help this side?"
"Hmm..." Edna looked at the people still around Manx... Those young knights were very quick to grab the position, but as a result, they were directly knocked unconscious by the powerful hurricane.
A piece of it fell on the ground.
But Jiayi sat calmly three seats away from the little girl carrying a pearl fan. Although the long sword in her hand had been unsheathed, she did not appear very nervous, even in the face of the sudden appearance.
