Ransendall was satisfied.
He was trying to understand that all the hard work during this period was a joke in Shar's eyes... and this guy has been squatting here and not leaving, maybe just waiting to watch him have fun... From now on, he has never thought that it is unnecessary to continue this way.
of peace.
Anyway, Joss and the two kids weren't here.
As for Hill.
Oh, that’s the Earth Bear in human form!
An existence with higher defense power than a giant dragon.
A small-scale confrontation like this between him and Shar probably wouldn't hurt even a single bear hair.
Moreover, he has been here for so long and has knocked on the table and pinched the legs of chairs when he was unhappy. How could he not judge the defensive power of these furniture?
Based on his understanding of Hill, Hill would definitely prefer magic defense to physical defense... There was no way, people who could be guests in his magic tower would generally not choose to slap him.
Ransendall, who was smiling wildly, was still thinking leisurely in his mind: What kind of metal mixture are these Hill furniture made of? They are really strong!
This was the first time he had seen that an alloy could remain so strong under the combined force of light and darkness.
The Lord of the Dawn happily threw out a ball of blazing golden fire... He didn't expect the fire of dawn to burn Shar, so Lansander was always running towards the fluffy black ankle-length hair.
Sent.
Hehe~ burn her hair!
Raising her hand to block the flames, Shar's lips curled down helplessly... Her anger had actually dissipated after she took action.
Although she was still unhappy that Lansander had used Selûne's moonlight to put it on her, she was even more unhappy that the guy talked about William in such an ambiguous tone... Shar had always respected her lover, and naturally she hoped that others would do the same.
Respect William.
But after she returned to rationality, she still realized that Ransander was deliberately irritating her.
Ha~ Aren’t you just pretending to be confused because you understand?
But this is originally her style of Shar!
Even Hill has been kept in the dark?
Although this kid seemed to have guessed something in the middle... When Lansander tried to test it just now, Hill's awkward and evasive response was too obvious.
Speaking of which, although she was the one who always knew the truth, Shar felt that she was really not as fast as Hill due to some reactions.
I don’t know if it’s because this kid has been dealing with the undead since he was a child and came into contact with William when he was still a human. Hill’s judgment on many things is particularly accurate.
Although Shar knew that Hill's intuition was very strong and he would rarely make mistakes in judgment, she still felt that Hill was too sensitive when it came to the undead.
After all, because the undead are just soul projections, even if Taiji is reborn, it will be difficult to detect the truth from their various performances.
Only with the light of the soul can there be a connection with nature... That is the source of nature's judgment of authenticity.
Moreover, the most troublesome thing is that the undead can also turn off their perception.
He could even keep his face expressionless... That was a really completely expressionless face. Except for his eyeballs, which could still twitch, there was no response to two slaps anywhere else.
A being like Shar, who is very knowledgeable about micro-expressions, can't even determine whether the undead are lying.
Otherwise, the goblins and the undead would not get along so harmoniously...the goblins' pranks may still fail, but the undead's pranks will always succeed.
In this imbalance, the two sides finally reached a balance... The undead and the goblins agreed with each other that they could only start their mischievous journey in a certain area.
Elsewhere, just shake hands and make peace.
Therefore, don't think that the undead in Calimshan's big forest can walk easily in the shade, and the Toril people can also do so easily.
Where the undead walked and there was no change, in front of the Toril people, there was probably a sticky spider web.
Shar was able to maintain her glamorous, mysterious image in front of the undead, and even her subordinates were decent, all thanks to William's help.
Although he would not do anything else to help Shar, he would still remind her about trivial matters such as whether there were any undead nearby recording videos.
As long as she reacts quickly enough, she will still be the eternally noble daughter of the night.
Not like Selûne.
Ha~
The reason why Lansendre used Selûne's moonlight to humiliate her was because some time ago, the undead actually recorded the scene of Selûne guiding a lost ship on the sea!
It sounds like a very touching story.
But, actually~
The direction Selune guided was correct, and it was indeed where the lost ship wanted to go... which was an offshore cemetery where the red-robed bald men had to pass.
Aren’t there steep cliffs rising up along the border in Sayre?
Before the undead appeared next door to them, Serge really wanted to go to neighboring countries and make his family the most powerful country in Faerûn.
For their great goal, the red robes blocked all the coastlines after their defeated people escaped by boat.
But how could the red-robed mages waste their precious time patrolling such a long coastline?
Therefore, they simply filled these cliffs with various undead creatures.
However, Cell was caught off guard and the undead appeared, causing these undead masters to completely collapse.
No matter how many undead there are, they can't withstand these high-level guys who either bring giant dragons or have an exorcism buff given by a kind god and can be resurrected infinitely.
The undead ruler of Serre, after testing it several times, simply adopted a closed-door policy.
Even as the undead ships sailed past the heads of their underwater undead, the red robes remained silent.
However, this does not mean that anyone can walk on top of their heads.
Although the ship was miserably lost, as long as they survived the chaotic fog that made all their methods useless, they might still be able to reach their destination.
But, after smashing the heads of those high-level undead in Sel's red robes... Selune's divine power slid over there, and it was really no different from hitting them directly.
The fate of that ship can be imagined.
Their only luck was that the undead magic ship was attracted by the blue-white moonlight that inexplicably cast a slanting light in the thick fog. It had been filming this wonderful scene in mid-air.
Then when they shouted for help, they took action without hesitation.
The undead have always hoped that Ser Red Robe would take the initiative... They believed that these guys would be unable to bear it sooner or later.
There is no way, there really are no living people left in Ser.
Necromancers, including necromancers, are very paranoid existences.
They need enemies.
Once there are no external enemies for a long time, they can only focus on each other.
So what was the point of forcing other schools of magic out of Sayre in the first place?
In fact, many people can see their eagerness to try.
On the undead side, they have always hoped that these bald heads would take action quickly.
Therefore, whenever there is an opportunity, we will definitely open fire.
Fortunately, there are these undead, otherwise, Selune's moonlight that guides the trekkers will really become the biggest joke of the century!
It actually guides people directly into the mouth of the undead!
Those undead people who recorded this seemed to have named their video "Send you to the soul fire, love you to the core of the moonlight".
Although she didn't seem to care that much, Shar played this video repeatedly over several of her temples.
Her gloating was witnessed by all of Toril.
Naturally, Lansendre also knew.
Otherwise, Shar wouldn't be so angry... She had already understood that Lansander would definitely be provocative after knowing the truth.
Shar is actually quite sorry.
If she holds back, it will be the greatest contempt for Lansendre.
Unfortunately, that's Selûne.
"Since you know everything, why do you want to do a mission?" Lansander finally calmed down.
There is no way, if Shar doesn't fight him, then the Lord of Dawn, who is still principled, really can't continue.
This is not the wilderness.
Although Hill was completely on guard, he couldn't just let his friend stay under the stool just for his own whim!
Shar laughed: "It doesn't matter that I know, the important thing is that he doesn't know that I know.
I can't really open the door and wait for him to come, can I?
Then does he still dare to come?"
"No wonder you don't care about these tasks at all." Ransander waved his sleeves gently, and the messy tables and chairs in the hall that had been pushed by their divine power returned to their original positions.
Shar smiled and touched the vine where he was, and then raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "I don't care.
There are so many chain tasks! I designed them all little by little.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, don’t think about it there.”
Lansander snorted coldly: "You can tell me now, why do they think that inch ray can destroy my Tower of Dawn?
I……"
"It's not Cunxu." Hill deftly got out from under the chair, patted the invisible dust on his body, and sat back with a smile, "It's the Duchess."
"That sow?" Lansander asked in confusion, "What can she do? Eat up my Tower of Dawn?"
"It's not impossible." Hill replied sincerely. "The Duchess's appetite depends on whether she wants to continue eating, not on whether she can't eat anymore."
Lansander tilted his head in confusion.
Why can't he understand?
——
"I said Cunlu, there's no need for you to pretend to be stupid, right?" 'Passion Fruit' said with a proud smile, "Of course we found you only after we knew what that old sow of yours was!"
‘Cunxu’’s face couldn’t help but darken: “Can you speak human language?
Please call my friend Duchess.
Otherwise, shut up!" ()
This chapter has been completed!