If Hill knew about these five-colored dragons that were about to move to other continents in Toril, he would probably understand why AO didn't send Laraconde back to Abor.
Perhaps, he had thought about doing this. After all, these were the children of the Nine-Faced Dragon God, and they were the culprits who caused a lot of chaos for him and caused heavy casualties to the original beings he once wanted to protect.
AO doesn't want them to experience the beautiful life of Toril at all.
However, with the undead running all over the continent of Faerun and the Kingdom of Ser shrinking in its own territory and not daring to take action, especially after a certain lord wiped out all the things that might cause unrest on the continent, he could only use these giants to
The dragon is causing trouble.
Otherwise what would he do?
According to the normal path of destiny, the few decades after Edna returned to the Magic Web should be Toril's most turbulent period... The goddess of magic, Mystra, must show her power and compassion.
However, in Toril now, even the continent of Faerûn is incredibly peaceful!
The existence of the undead has completely eliminated the low-level and large-numbered thieves groups that were most useful in the past.
In the continent of Faerûn, not to mention the metal dragons and gem dragons, even the five-color dragons are guarding their own territory honestly and have no desire to go out and rob!
Even the next door neighbor can't even defend the city wall now.
AO looked around and saw that only the five-color dragon Abel, who had not been severely beaten, could still be arrogant for a while.
As for whether Edna will use the undead as a big killer... is there any need to say? She will definitely use it!
It's much easier to use the undead than to show up in person, look good, smile, and look forward to asking the electors and archmages to help with work, get paid to do things, and love Edna!
Compared with the previous two Mystras who liked to use human mages as anchors of the magic network, the current Mystra is likely to prefer white dragons and certain magical objects, or even certain magical phenomena formed by the original power.
After all, if a human mage suddenly lives forever, he must be favored by the magic network, and his identity as the anchor will inevitably be exposed.
But White Dragon?
Isn't it natural for them to have enough to eat and drink, live happily, and encounter no life-threatening danger at all?
There is a very obvious difference between Edna and the previous two. She is closer to Mysteri's mentality of equality for all beings and will not focus only on mortals.
But, that's what happens next.
The dragon never does things decisively. By the time they slowly set off from the Lalaconde continent, Hill and Fran were already ready to leave.
Although time was a little tight, Flan was quite satisfied with the residence of all the mages who were good at making rare items in Faerûn sent by the Harper.
Hill, on the other hand, had already fully prepared all the materials in Aglaia, and made the interior of the Sword Mountain Range next to it extremely strong... Although he only placed a fine gold wall in the special treasure house at the innermost place, other places
They were also diligently converted layer by layer into various solid ores in Toril.
Over the years in Toril, he has learned a lot about the construction methods of the world's unique ores. Therefore, Hill had no intention of taking away the ordinary materials he acquired. He only took away the emerald gems that he traded with his own hands.
The part that comes.
He didn't keep anything in the hands of the undead on his body.
For Hill, his main goal of coming to Toril has been achieved. There is no need to take away all the things that can be easily made... What if a certain god has mixed something into them?
Linn's initial sentimentality disappeared when Hill led him through the twists and turns of the quartz alloy steel secret passages filled with mechanical illusions and into the secret vaults.
"Purvi can hold it?" he couldn't help but ask, "Can't you take them all with you? The municipal warehouse in Aglaia is rich enough!"
"Although, you may feel a little uncomfortable when I say this... but!" Hill said frankly in the fine gold cabin that was set up with layers of isolation circles that no spirit or incarnation of gods could enter.
Tell your friends, "These things are all within easy reach for me, and even...the materials I use as stepping stones are purer than these."
What’s the point of me walking around with these things that I won’t use at all?”
Lin frowned and looked at him: "Is Trasil's earth god system... so strong?"
"A tree is a planet, and the Earth Goddess is the planet itself." Hill thought for a moment, then spoke as tactfully as possible, "In a normal world, the Earth God System is the strongest."
Linn laughed helplessly: "I will find a suitable opportunity to go to Trasil to have a look."
Then he couldn't help but look outside: "Don't you leave some for Master Flan?"
"My grandfather collected more information than I did. He let me look at it. As for me having more and better materials, it's useless. As long as he has it, he will never want it from me.
If there is a need, my grandfather will not be polite to me, but usually, he is absolutely unwilling to take things from me." Hill smiled, "Besides, there are some materials from the abyss and hell, I don't want to
Might stay around.
I have never wronged myself, and I will never force myself to adapt to something just because it is better."
Lin En patted him on the shoulder: "I can understand this, any elf can understand it."
Hill told him seriously: "The floating castle is just a life-saving tool that I left on the surface for you. If there is any fatal crisis, it is better to hide here."
Linn raised an eyebrow: "If something happens to Aglaia, it will probably be the end of the world in Toril, right?
There are undead and Shar here..."
"Are you kidding me? Lynn." Hill couldn't help turning his head, "How long have I been in Toril! I've seen all the natural and man-made disasters, the dragon went crazy and didn't even talk about it, and the end of the world happened twice in a row.
!
Are you trying to tell me that things like this will never happen again in Toril?
Edna wouldn’t dare say that!”
Linn twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a stiff smile: "What is the difference between Toril's Doomsday and a joke?
Ordinary people can survive a few of them as long as they hide well!"
"So, I'm going to leave you a place that I think is the safest!" Hill pointed at the adamantine cabin and said, "The walls outside are directly connected to Toril's leyline!
In other words, if the Sword Mountain Range collapsed one day, Toril would probably be in pieces!
When the time comes, just come here directly with someone you trust.
There are too many magic circles in this hut, so I can only expand it to its current size, but it can accommodate tens of thousands of people without any problem.
When the time comes, the space array on the adamantine outer wall will send this cabin directly to outer space. You see, this is the hub. I have placed Martha’s core here. When the time comes, she will control the transformation of the cabin.
Become an interstellar fortress.
There are other functions that you don’t need to figure out, Martha knows them all, just remember to avoid them in time.
Of course, if it’s just a so-called doomsday like the spell plague, Aglaia’s Mystery Chain should be able to withstand it.”
Lin En said weakly: "I understand. Although I don't know where you got such a sense of crisis, I really feel that I can live to the end of the world and watch the gods change!"
"Isn't that great?" Hill said calmly, "At least I don't have to worry about your safety when I'm not in Toril."
"What is that?" Linn asked, pointing to a seal that was sealed in a fiberglass cabinet. "You just threw this artifact on the table casually, this seal?"
"Edna's." Hill said without blinking.
"What?" Linn suddenly turned her head to look at him, "Why are you here?"
"The old Sanda King came here specifically to beg me to find a safe place to put him." Hill lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "They undead people don't even know how long they can stay in this world.
She loves Edna very much, but she doesn't trust herself.
But she was unwilling to violate Edna's wishes.
So...she told Edna that she trusts me, an old friend, more than William, who is in love with Shar.
William can monitor their undead space equipment at any time, but the old Sanda King thinks it is unsafe.
Edna split the seal in two and gave the part that contained more of her soul to me for safekeeping.
In the future, if the gods of Toril really fall, and the clone she left behind in the hidden town fails to survive, then she will have no choice but to work for you."
The corner of Lin En's mouth almost twitched: "If it really comes to that point, I will definitely have to take them to Trasil!
So, the female pastor said that in front of William?"
"Although I'm a little...I'm sorry to William, I'm not wrong, right?" Hill rolled his eyes lightly, "Edna, you won't and don't dare to lose your vigilance towards Shar.
Daughter of the Night, if you really don’t want to abide by those agreements, you can tear them up faster than anyone else.”
Lynn couldn't deny what Hill said, let alone deny it. He fully agreed with Edna's vigilance.
From the beginning, he had no hope that this cross-world love story would last forever.
Even if William of Trasil can be single-minded and unchangeable for a long time, it is hard to say whether Shar can do it.
In the world of Toril, everything happens normally...except for good people and good deeds.
However, this kind of possible trouble never bothered Lin En. He suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Hill, you haven't been paying attention to outside things recently. You probably don't know yet.
Many forces want to go to the continent that was exchanged from Abel.
Everyone in the Snowfall Island Alliance believes that Toril's focus should be there in the next century.
But those few have no interest in developing followers outside the continent of Faerûn... Shar may have some, but she will definitely do it on her own."
