Chapter 2282 Shar’s warning
The undead are different.
Each of them is independent. Even between husband and wife, they have very obvious self-styles and do not pursue any unity at all.
But when we cooperate, we can always find that strange tacit understanding, and we can know what each other wants to do without any discussion.
Really, it's incredible.
Ransendall, whose subordinates have always been active in a single line, and whose team is full of extremes, feels like he has seen a new world.
He looked seriously at Hill, who was thinking about something, and his eyes were a little distracted: "Hill, my friend, there are no story books to read in the world of the undead?"
So many secrets of Toril, aren't they all hidden in these books?
What mortals like most is to record things that should not appear, even if every word written down is a sign of his death.
Just like the dark book related to Shar.
The first time he knew that a mortal could achieve such an extent, Ransander was really shocked.
Fortunately, smart people who have the ability to discern the nature of darkness generally have little interest in him.
This is actually thanks to two gods: Selune and Amaunata.
Because he did not want Amaunata to be resurrected so easily, AO was very determined to destroy everything related to Amaunata.
Only the accompanying artifacts of Amauna Tower itself were left.
Mortals don't know the existence of Amauna Tower, so naturally no one will sing praises to the sun.
And Tyr has almost replaced most of Amaunata's priesthood to a certain extent.
Toril people have always been practical, and they rarely worship natural phenomena that do not affect their lives.
Not to mention that the desert areas on the continent of Faerûn are controlled by the fire element lords... People in the desert areas feel that their bad sins and the heat they suffer are all caused by these fire elements.
Attado has more presence than Amaunata.
But Amaunata has always had a glimmer of hope.
As long as his companion artifact is still there, the gods of Toril and some strong men who can touch the line of law will never forget him.
This was enough to keep Amaunata alive until she had the opportunity to be resurrected.
However, for the Lord of the Dawn, this also brought very good results: if you want to explore the secrets of Lansander, you must understand the existence of the sun.
However, the road leading to the sun was completely cut off by AO... The line left behind can never be seen by mortals.
Then, Lansendre is naturally safe.
Then, light in another sense, in Toril, basically points to Selûne.
Anyone who wants to explore the secrets of Lansendre from this road will almost always be misdirected to the Silver Moon Maiden.
Ha~
The Silver Moon Maiden never cares if there are mortals studying her... Those who study Shar will go crazy!
Selune, who is more chaotic in nature, would probably make her head explode just by looking at it.
Therefore, the gods of Toril actually understand the meaning of books best.
The power of Toril, the God of Knowledge, also proves this point.
Hill, who was asked, was stunned for a few seconds before answering: "Have you not seen the drama made by the young master and the others? It is a dramatization of the books about the undead."
Lansander shook his head and showed a helpless smile: "Young master, they only like the more gorgeous style, which is similar to the hobbies of the goblins.
Who can tell the history of Toril from the opera of Toril's leprechauns?
That’s not the real history, and it’s not the real them.”
Hill shook his head: "Then I don't know. You have to ask William about this.
I have known the undead only a few years earlier than you."
"What do you want to ask William?" Shar appeared in her place lightly.
"Lansendre is very interested in the world of the undead." Hill replied with a smile.
"Then you don't have to think about it, Lansendre.
What the undead can express is the limit allowed by that world." Shar raised an eyebrow, "Besides, you'd better not explore the knowledge of the demon-free world."
Her tone was calm, but Lansander seemed to be greatly frightened and nodded immediately: "I will not do unnecessary things."
Hill looked at his friend.
Ransendall can always judge the seriousness of certain words at critical moments.
Although different from him, the Dawn Lord's intuitive reaction is really sharp.
Although Shar didn't give any examples of what happened to so-and-so because of what he did, it was the tone of being unable to say anything but being so sure that was scary.
Only gods who have been completely erased from the long river of time and space are the type that those who know cannot speak out.
For the gods of the fantasy world, this is the real death.
Otherwise, even a being like Oscar, the god of portals, whose corpse is banned, will have a chance to be resurrected.
Even gods whose faces have been transformed by other gods are not the only way to die.
But this kind of "there is this person but no one knows who it is" will never turn over.
Although Lansendre's curiosity is very serious, it has not reached the point where he is looking for death crazily.
He spread his hands, sighed regretfully, and then sat upright: "Thank you for the reminder, Shar.
I owe you one."
The daughter of the night nodded arrogantly: "Of course."
She raised her chin: "Although my main purpose is not to affect William's future because of your recklessness, I did remind you."
Selune snorted coldly: "Shar, what did you do to Vecna?
Heironeth must have hated the gods of our world during this period, so you'd better not make too big a deal out of Greyhawk."
Shar raised his legs lightly: "My only goal is Vecna. What's the value of a shabby place like Gray Eagle?
There isn't even any scenery to see.
What? Do you think I would want to occupy a world where people and highways are all scenery?"
Hill couldn't help but clicked his tongue secretly: since he could feel Selune's chaotic mood, Shar, who had been sisters with the Silver Moon Girl for hundreds of thousands of years, and had fought for hundreds of thousands of years, naturally he wouldn't
There will be no feeling.
Even if she doesn't think as thoroughly as Hill... After all, Hill is a bystander, and even has a bit of a God's perspective.
But Shar must have understood that Selune was struggling, even uncomfortable, because of her love.
These few sentences are really interesting!
It was enough for Selune to think about it for a while.
Hill turned to look at Lansander: "Demogorgon and Graz'zt shouldn't fall out with the Nine Hells so soon, right?"
"It's okay to have a small fight." Lansander shook his head, "Just because the bloody battle is temporarily suspended, it doesn't mean that they will no longer cause trouble for each other.
There is no inherent resistance between chaotic evil and lawful evil.
At most, they won't start a war in the name of the Abyss and the Nine Hells.
But when the Lord of the Abyss fights with the Grand Duke of Hell, even if the Grand Duke is the Princess of Hell and the Lord of the Abyss is the Prince of Demons, it will have no impact on their alliance.
However, they probably won't fight formally, and at most they will send their subordinates to harass each other.
As long as they don't rise to the level of dukes and lords, it doesn't matter how many ordinary devils and devils die.
This cannot be considered a war."
Hill nodded... Sure enough, Demogorgon and Graz'zt were lying.
They had no intention of taking action against Gracia.
Of course, demons will definitely be sent to harass them, but as long as they don't go there in person, Gracia and Fongo will naturally not show up.
Even Styx wouldn't care about this kind of confrontation that couldn't be called a war.
Then, it is very interesting that these two people would ask the question of ‘Nan Feng’.
Hill could feel that Graz'zt and Demogorgon attached great importance to the undead, and even had a slightly fearful attitude towards them.
They would openly talk about the coming of a large number of demons, hoping that the undead would not side with the Hell Princess.
But neither ‘Nanfeng’ nor ‘Xueyunfeng’ standing behind him could give an immediate answer to this promise.
However, neither Demogorgon nor Graz'zt had any dissatisfaction. It seemed like they just casually said to inform you.
But, this is not the style of the Demon Prince.
Hill had a feeling that Demogorgon and Graz'zt seemed to be observing the undead, trying to judge some things through the various reactions of the undead.
However, the number of undead in Toril is not less than that in this world, and it is much easier to figure out than what appears in this world.
No matter how boring the customs and customs of Toril are, they are still better than this world where you can only fight... Therefore, at least half of the undead remain in Toril.
Excluding Trasil's homeland-defying party and a few small-world traveling sects, those who come here are estimated to only account for one-third of the undead.
Then, why don't the demon princes focus on the undead on Toril?
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