'Perfect Baldhead' squinted his eyes and smiled very cutely...'Xiao Yoyo' standing on the other side had already sneaked away, and dexterously shuttled under the cover of the large group of people, and walked to a five-meter-high tree by the lake.
Next to the stone, he directly took over the command.
Moreover, she very wisely summoned an alchemy carriage that had strong protection but looked small and cute.
Baldhead's words seemed to be mocking the old mage, but they were actually reminding her.
Elminster is definitely not in the continent of Faerûn. The undead are still very sure about this... The news that Shar and Selune plus Lansander confirmed at the same time cannot be false.
The 'perfect bald head' directly exposed the old man's suggestion that he was Elminster. In fact, it was just to make the old man focus all his attention on himself.
After all, he actually didn't know why the old man made this useless disguise... The ambiguous relationship between Shar and William must have been known to everyone in the higher-ups in Faerûn.
He doesn't even know this news... and he doesn't have the ability to show off his power in front of the undead.
Everyone knows that Elminster's whereabouts cannot be a secret among the undead... The old man is too old. In order to maintain his sobriety, he spends most of his time in the astral realm where time is frozen.
Otherwise he wouldn't have created an Elminster Star.
He doesn't have any favorable impressions of the current goddess of magic or Azuth, and it's even more impossible for him to burn his life and spiritual sea and rush into Toril from the star realm for such a great reason as saving the goddess.
The 'Perfect Bald Head' was a little suspicious. This old man was trying to test the character of the clan leader who was in charge of everything.
If he hadn't revealed that the old man was a fake Elminster... I guess the other party's attitude would have been different.
Instead of discussing with him how to deal with a Maela hunting master like now, and talking about how cruel Amn, the hunting master is... who specializes in hunting druids: the bear head on his body is not
A real bear, but a bear transformed by a druid.
The 'Perfect Bald Head' felt that this guy would not lie to him on this matter... so he turned around and shouted without hesitation: "Romance, lead the swordsmen over, you must not let this guy go!"
It seemed as if he was still the one commanding the entire army.
'Xiao Yoyo' glanced at the bald head who had already started chatting endlessly with the old mage, and quietly closed the carriage door. The first thing he did was to send a message to Aglaia's left-behind gang: "Go and inquire, ha."
Is there any archmage in Rua who has anything to do with Elminster?"
Then she slowly sent a message to Old Snow Dog: Although she didn't know if the fish that the dog mage wanted to catch was the old man, she still informed him first.
Then 'Xiao Yoyo' frowned and looked at Esmirtalan who was in a state of panic by the knights. If this guy is really from Halua, does that mean that this time they
Have you really caught the tail of the main plot?
William's stupid planner really didn't give any clues.
If Old Snow Gou hadn't been very clever and well-informed, who would have thought that there would be any connection between Amn, Jugu and Harrua who are beyond reach?
Moreover, 'Xiao Yoyo' looked down at the comparison of the timelines of Toril and Trasiel... Trasiel was originally in a folded space, and the timeline did not match Toril's.
Just like the comparison between their undead world and Toril...fast and slow are relative.
But tens of thousands of years ago, Toril and Trasil seemed to have slowly become two parallel lines.
At that time, Trasil had the white wolf god who fell in love with the goddess of the lake, and the strongest mage kingdom in Faerûn, Imaskar, was officially offline...and then came the rise of Netheril.
Halrua and Amn happened after the fall of Netheril!
'Xiao Youliu' sighed softly. She still couldn't figure out whether the antiques from ten thousand years ago were alive to the present, or whether someone had inherited those things.
Anyway, there is always that enemy.
Forget it, if you don't understand, just leave it to others to think about... She is not good at using her brain to begin with, let alone being in a state of being stupid for three years.
"Who is that?"
Hill looked at Selune who asked this question in surprise.
"He changed his appearance." Shar said lightly.
"Magic can't blind my eyes!" Selune said dissatisfiedly, "Everyone's magic aura is different, and I can't admit my mistake."
"Don't you recognize this?" Shar laughed disdainfully.
"You know?" Selune quickly turned to look at her sister, "How is it possible that there is a great mage that you know but I don't?
The human archmage in the Underdark also descended from the ground!"
"I don't recognize it!" Shar said coldly, "But I recognize that aura from the shadows."
"City of Shadows?" Lansander said with wide eyes.
"Shadow does not mean lich." A faint shadow appeared in Shar's big purple-black eyes, "The easiest thing to disguise as a mage is a god."
"Safras?" Selune screamed, "No, no, it's Velsharon! What is he doing?"
"Vesharon... How come he is related to Elminster?" Hill asked a little puzzled, "Isn't he... the red-robed mage of Sel?"
"Vesharon was also an ancient mage before he became a god. No one knows his real name now." Lansander laughed, "He can fight with Sazastan... Even though he lost, at least he proved it.
He has that ability.
Moreover, the demigod promotion that Talos arranged for him actually used most of the lich rituals he prepared for himself!
There are also many people in the red robes of Cyr, who were once the archmages of Netheril on the surface.
They were all refused to join the Floating City for various reasons, especially the Necromancy School.
Otherwise, the relationship between Yinhun City and Serge would not be so bad."
"So... Vesalun, may he be someone related to Mis Zanor City?" Hill asked.
"Hill, you are really a smart kid~" Lansander laughed, "He found the key point directly."
"Huh? Why not from Esalanta?" Selune asked in confusion.
"Can't you use your brain a little?" Shar turned to stare at her brainless sister, "How many conspiracies and schemes did Elminster destroy during the centuries when he was promoted to demigod in Velsharon!
If they were relatives, how could they not recognize them?
Elminster doesn't really hate evil, he is very protective of his shortcomings. I don't know how many bad things Xinbu has done, isn't he the one who persuaded them?
How could he possibly allow his blood relatives to be tricked by Talos first and then surrender to Azuth?
Ha...that guy always thinks that Azuth is not a real mage."
This... Hill still knows that if Elminster hadn't been unwilling, he would have been the first God of Mage.
Although she knew that what the old mage looked down on was belief in God, Shar was still a little unhappy.
"Then what's going on with this old guy?" Selune asked nonchalantly, "If you can hide it from my eyes, this must not be an incarnation. Is he actually a god?"
"There is a place of worship for Veshalon in Halrua." Shar smiled, "With the help of Midnight, the number of believers spread from a few hundred to tens of thousands.
After all, we are all mages, so it’s okay to have a barely usable god descending from us.”
"So... it's still Halua?" Hill lowered his eyebrows and drew lines on the paper, "No... someone in Halua may be involved, but they are definitely not the real mastermind!
After all...there are quite a few people alive in Netheril today."
Then he quietly wrote down all the countries and forces that had appeared so far, and even some mages who appeared alone, and then connected the lines to the list of Toril's gods.
Then he suddenly stopped writing, and a particularly significant name appeared in front of him... Talos.
Only with him, everything has a connection...Although there are very few, and some can only be represented by dotted lines to indicate possible connections...but there are always connections.
He can even be connected to the duergar god Radugu!
He has no connection with the main god of the orcs, but there are rumors that the subordinate gods of the orc god system have dealings with him.
Hill couldn't help but lightly scratch his face: in his memory, and even his experiences in Toril these years, he felt that the Lord of Storms was the leader of a retarded god group, a hapless man who was so greedy that he was stupid.
But...the guy who caused the disaster in Trasil was so cautious that no one could compare to him.
So far, I can't even find any clues that can be sorted out...it looks like there are burrs everywhere, but unfortunately they are not threads.
Most importantly, how could the Storm Lord be related to the orc god Gruumsh?
Talos was born in the storm of the battle between Shar and Selune!
He is a god native to Toril!
Hill was a little shaken, but still couldn't give up his suspicion of the Storm Lord... He simply asked Liszt to send a message to the undead.
No matter what the result is, check it out first.
The undead are always good at finding clues.
It is very possible that there are some things that he cannot see from high places, but they exist there and can only be discovered by someone who is lucky enough.
The undead's luck may be a problem, but they always look at everything... even the ants passing by, maybe they can figure out this matter.
Hill raised his head and glanced at the Night Girl and Moon Maiden who were discussing whether Selune was really stupid.
He and William both understood that as long as they were willing to bow their heads and beg... the superior god of Toril would definitely be willing to answer their questions and even take the initiative to help.
However, neither of them has said this, and it is impossible for them to say this.
They are all people whose souls have their homeland and their bodies have new dust. There is no room for a third destination.
This chapter has been completed!