Lansendall has never regretted the so-called ‘Disaster of Dawn’.
He knew very well that at the beginning, his friends from the royal family of the Elf Empire were willing to help him promote this matter because there was indeed a possibility of success.
And it's very big.
Moreover, Lansendre also gave them the final guarantee... Although it is boring for the elves to only squat in the Kingdom of God, after all, the entire country moved there together, and their lives are not much different, even
Even the usual old rivals are here, and life won't be too uneventful.
This is a result they can afford.
In fact, the reason why they failed in the end was because they ignored that Toril belonged to a certain existence... and this existence was not a generous god like Corellon.
Lansendre actually thought that AO would stop him, but he never thought that AO would do it so brilliantly, even at the cost of offending Corellon!
Don't think that Corellon really didn't do anything, and AO accepted it willingly after offering some benefits.
Since then, Corellon and the Elf God System have never taken action for the safety of Toril itself!
Before that, Corellon had personally fought against the invasion of the Abyss and Hell Demons in order to protect Toril!
The unbearable situation that the Supreme Forest of Toril finally reached has a lot to do with the fact that the father of elves gradually shifted his focus away from Toril.
Although there seem to be elves everywhere in Toril now, compared to the past era of elves, the elves now can only be regarded as a settlement.
In fact, most of the elves with purer bloodlines have moved away.
The Moonflower Royal Family, in the distant elven era, could barely even be called a kingdom... There was a reason why they couldn't control the elves who moved there from all over the world.
Those Imperial Fleets of the Sun Elves, with just one fleet captain, they can suppress the Moonflower Royal Family by blood.
Besides, it’s not like Corellon never thought about moving this elven royal family with a trace of his own blood away from Toril, which is no longer a place for elves to live, but the Moonflower royal family had their own persistence... and they died in the end.
Only the Queen of Sorrow was left, an honest and darling husband who had never thought of becoming the king's husband.
Unfortunately, in the struggle for royal power, temporary luck is of no use.
In the end, even if they didn't evacuate Toril, didn't they abandon the Evermeet Island with the Mystery Lock?
The Elf Father is actually a very persistent being...if you don't cherish the opportunity he gives you, he will never look back on you.
He's not his biological son.
As for a father-god who could take good care of his race like Corellon, Laxander had only seen this one.
The patron saint of the dwarves, who sounds kinder, actually doesn’t take as much care of his people as Corellon!
The point is, Corellon doesn't care who these elves believe in.
It was also at that time that some relatively rational gods really understood that Toril belonged to AO.
It doesn't belong to them anyway.
Ha~ Lansander, in fact, it is not surprising that the Toril gods only like the beliefs of the Toril people and do not care about the performance of their lives at all.
If it were him, he wouldn't be willing to dedicate himself to other people's world, right?
Compared to beings like Sune or even Mystra, gods like Lansander are not restricted by AO... such as the crisis that brought the gods to the world.
A god like Lansendre, who was born because of Selune's actions, but also because of the basic concepts of endless fire and the multiverse, actually has a very high degree of freedom.
Instead, he could see something clearly: in this world, for AO, the only necessary existences were Selune and Shar.
The other gods are essentially part of the power of these two goddesses, the result of their torn apart.
As long as those two are still there, there is no need to worry even if any god reaches the point where it is difficult to even resurrect.
If it doesn't work, the two moon gods can still be taken back into their own hands.
Ransander saw everything clearly and understood that he could not accomplish what the old man did not want him to succeed in the world controlled by AO. From then on, he was full of boredom with the whole of Toril.
Although he will still be moved by the enthusiasm of young people, he really doesn't cherish the world as he did in the past... Occasionally, it is because of fun, not because of friendliness.
Therefore, Lansander himself did not expect that he still had intentions.
Just like him at this moment, when he speculated that the old guy wanted to use the whole world to play his vicious experiment again, Lansander felt deep disgust in his heart.
Moreover, he would stand together and talk with Cyric, whom he hated very much, just to delay that time.
Although there weren't many stars in the night sky of that world and the moon's light was very dim, the scenery was still pretty good after all.
And, dawn is coming.
Slowly calming down his heart, Lansander turned to look at the Greek goddess who collided with the two-headed baboon: "Ah, no wonder, my undead friend once said that although she is famous for her wisdom, Athena's
The combat effectiveness is definitely no worse than their so-called God of War.
Moreover, a smart fighting method, even if it is a clash of swords and shields, is still more pleasing to the eye.
Tsk tsk~ You can even compete with Demogorgon in terms of strength!
This is not the God of War... What is the basis for the Greek pantheon to judge combat effectiveness?"
Cyric couldn't help but look over, and then said slowly: "Don't the family system of gods always only depend on the preferences of the god master?
Just like the underworld, is Kelemvor really stronger than the previous gods of death?
Jergal’s preference is what matters most.”
"Are you still dissatisfied with Kelanvor?" Lansander was a little curious, "Both of them died in your hands, and even the priesthood was given away at midnight. What else are you unhappy about?
Moreover, forget it at midnight, Kelanwo... you are the only one who owes him, right?"
Although that guy Kelemvor has a arrogant personality and is a fool who is confused by women, he is indeed a true knight.
Although he would also accuse Cyric of some behaviors that were not in line with his thoughts, he never withheld the money that Cyric deserved!
In an adventure team, the knight and the mage are a pair, the priest is the mage's licking dog, there is only one who always likes to cause trouble, and the little thief who steals things is an outsider... Cyric is just being squeezed out, what does it matter?
Although Lansendre can understand that Cyric is too sensitive due to his arrogant and inferior character, but...the results of those few are not much better. He even lost the position of the goddess of magic at Midnight. Hope
What else does Rick want?
Cyric glanced at him lightly, with a contemptuous smile on his face: "A person like Kelanvor is worthy of being the enemy of my Lord of the Dark Sun?"
Ransander's eyelids twitched... Did this guy do something on purpose?
Cyric's tone clearly said that what he hated more was the man who gave him supreme power and then stripped him away without mercy.
Lansander could even guess a little bit about what method AO used to get Cyric to find his door... Regardless of the sun, Cyric's goal was the Styx.
He wanted to bypass Jergal and gain Styx's recognition in other worlds, and then use this to leverage Jergal's divine power.
When he didn't know about the dual-core sun, Cyric would only think that the reminder from some hidden place was for their common enemy...Jergod.
AO has resorted to tricks for this several times.
The endings of the previous Death Gods... Anyone with a discerning eye in Toril will know where they came from.
In order to make Melkor forget about his past, AO even allowed the construction of the famous joke...the Wall of the Unbelieving.
Ransander sneered inwardly.
He doesn't really believe that AO doesn't want to kill two birds with one stone.
If Lansander was not cautious enough, or even wavered about this matter...then he would definitely lie in front of Cyric.
Cyric, how useful it is!
No need for Ransondel to say anything, this guy would fly away... The name Dark Sun is definitely attractive to Cyric.
However, Lansendre is just an innocent person who made a mistake.
Are there many such unexpected events in the history of Toril?
Anyway, Cyric will definitely bear the sin on his back voluntarily.
Who are you looking down on?
Lansander looked at Cyric boredly: "I won't do you any favors.
I don't care what happens to Kelemvor and Midnight.
But for now, Edna is still my ally.
Before the undead disappear in Toril, I probably won’t have any conflict with her.”
Cyric glanced at the dimensional gate... The reason why he couldn't bear it and walked out suddenly was because of the terrifying vitality.
Cyric also knows where this door is.
Without thinking too much, he could guess that Lansander had gone to find the World Tree.
Of course, he could also figure out who it was that could make Lansander pass the message.
The Lord of Aglaia who brought the undead, and the gods of Toril basically already know his origins.
What he can better understand is that...the opportunity he needs lies with the descendants of the World Tree.
Cyric thought about it for a while, and it was too difficult to get a word out of Lansander.
Moreover, this guy's face was obviously starting to look a little impatient.
If you don't want to get beaten... Cyric is actually not afraid of fighting with Lansander, but that's not possible here in Paradise Mountain.
Although they seemed to be the only ones speaking, there must be quite a few gods and powerful people here.
The key is, shamelessly, when he and Lansander were fighting, Cyric could not count the number of guys who would sneak up on him by shouting "Eradicate all evil".
Cyric glanced at Lansander silently, then suddenly turned to look at Heaven Mountain: "Ah~ the goddess named Athena actually won!
Her shield is pretty good~"
Cyric disappeared instantly.
Lansendre just stood there with a frown on his face.
Until Balzebul asked cautiously: "Can you move to another position? Dear Lord of the Dawn."
