Ransander took a sip of the fruit wine floating in front of him with his pointed beak, and asked Hill happily: "If my believers come here to build a temple, can they live here with you?"
Hill couldn't help but look back at the east, and said somewhat speechlessly: "Are you going to let your followers fly to work every day? The nearest wilderness is three hours away from me by horseback!"
Lansendre said happily: "I just give them a choice to live comfortably. That is my favor as the Lord God. As for whether they are willing to enjoy this kind of happiness, I have no control over it.
Besides, at least you can come over and rest during your break time!
Your town is more suitable for my believers than the city, and there are no dirty things that should not exist."
Hill was silent, building a temple for the god he believed in, or knowing that the god was very concerned about the construction of the temple, how many people would choose to take a rest?
I will definitely consider visiting other cities after it is completed. Mostly it is to make the establishment of the temple known to everyone. How many people will choose to come to Hill's town to rest!
Most of the residents here are professionals and have their own beliefs, and the number is too small.
No matter how out-of-the-box Lansander appears, he is still a god who controls countless believers! What he does is really the essence of the superior.
Hill looked at the leisurely Ransondel and asked curiously: "How long can you stay here?"
Even if AO lets him escape early, he can't always let a notoriously uncertain bomb like the Lord of the Dawn wander around Toril.
"Alas~" Lansander sighed deeply, "When they come out and flee here, I have to go to the wilderness behind to save an unlucky guy. I don't know what it is.
The Tablet of Destiny will confirm that only my power is useful.
But in that wasteland ruins, there is a temple that I am very interested in. I have discovered it in Amn before. It may be a belief passed down from the Netherese period and is related to the sun.
Occasionally, I want to see the morning light at noon, Hill."
Lansander's last words were very soft, but Hill understood that he really wanted to try whether he could become the Sun God.
"The Stone of Destiny never does anything in vain. Every action it takes has a follow-up." Hill said slowly, "There may be some purpose in letting you see the temple."
Lansander laughed loudly: "Of course I know this, Hill. Every beginning of the Stone of Destiny actually begins with the god's unwillingness to give up.
Just like this time, isn't it because Baal is unwilling to completely fall?
It is possible that there are other means by other gods.
Neverwinter will be involved, but who knows if Bane is also involved? The Zhentarim Council, who is very close to him, is so deeply hidden in the North that it is impossible not to reach out for this matter.
It's just that your territory is really a big trouble, and the evil camp can't even touch its edges.
It is normal for the God of Mystery Locks to fall. It is too easy to distinguish between friend and foe, and there is no way for outsiders to cause trouble.
When these heroes return to their own territory, you will know what chaos is.
Maybe someone's mother is an agent of the Zhentarim.
This kind of thing is impossible in your territory."
He rambled on for a long time, only hinting that he would not give up.
That is the pride of being the Lord of the Dawn. He must try to see the sun at noon and the sunset at dusk.
Hill sighed inwardly.
The real sun god seemed destined to recover, but Hill still hoped that Ransander would not choose the worst path.
Hill finally advised him: "Think about Su Lun. Who can completely replace her position."
Lansendre's eyes gently closed and closed again, and he nodded: "I understand. Hill, my friend. Thank you for your reminder. I will consider some things carefully before doing them."
Hill smiled and poured him another glass of fruit wine.
In fact, he really didn't want Lansander to cause such a disaster in order to become the Sun God.
Every time because of these whims of good or evil gods, ordinary people in the world of Toril will encounter the most tragic ending.
The world is swinging back and forth between restart and destruction, and human life is more despicable than an ant.
Although many gods have means to solve everything before the final crisis, those who die in the process can only report to the God of Death.
Hill had no way to deal with the evil camp's affairs, but he really didn't want the Lord of the Dawn in front of him, who claimed to be full of love for life, to do something that even the evil camp had not done.
Hill knew that he might not be able to fight against fate, but he was still willing to say a few more words, hoping that even if the outcome was the same, at least a few fewer people would die in the process.
Although Ransendall seems unreliable, he is a good friend.
He can listen to well-intentioned advice, does not like to lie, and will be sincere to friends who treat him sincerely.
Hill looked at the Lord of the Dawn who tilted his head and thought, and sighed inwardly.
This friend of his will probably never see the noon sunshine in his heart. The abominable slate of fate makes people see hope but only get despair!
Don't talk about greed. Even if Hill finds that the hope of promotion and salary increase is right in front of him, if he can seize the opportunity as long as he works hard and tiptoes, he will not hesitate to fight for it.
No matter who you are, there is nothing wrong with wanting a better version of yourself.
However, the method used by the Lord of the Dawn was a little stupid and a little too radical. Even if he succeeded, he would be ostracized by his colleagues.
I just hope he can think it through!
Hill felt that Ransander seemed to have only thought of glorious results before, and had no idea that he would fail.
However, courage and self-confidence are his vocation, and his followers will only be more radical than him.
"Someone is coming out!" Aglaia said loudly, "Ah! It seems like they are running for their lives."
Hill stood up suddenly, and his spiritual sea quickly communicated with his artifact oil painting, and told Lansander: "I have a way to deal with Baal's remnant soul, you must not do it.
I have to let these guys understand that it's not that I can't do it but that I don't want to do it.
Otherwise, if they take the treasure from me, they will still think that it is because of my incompetence that I left the opportunity to them.
Once I let them think that I am incapable and only rely on the protection of Aglaia and Tyr, there will be more temptations in the future.
Toril is such an interesting world.
People don’t care about the gods’ revenge at all!”
"Of course it's because most gods don't care about the life and death of their believers or their loved ones!" Lansander laughed, "Wouldn't the dead believers still return to the Kingdom of God? It's not a complete demise.
Rather than the death of a believer, what is more likely to arouse the anger of the gods is for the devil to steal the believer's soul.
As for whether the believer himself is willing to die.
Hill, who can remember to take his dead believers back to the Kingdom of God, is already a very trustworthy god!
So even if you are killed, if the reason is justifiable, Aglaia may only have half a chance to take revenge!" A strange expression appeared on Lansander's bird face, "And Tire will never do it for the sake of revenge.
A friend who admits to changing his or her beliefs.
He is different from us. If he violates his priesthood, his life will be worse than death."
Hill nodded, so Lansendre didn't like Tire very much, and it was understandable that he was too full of emotions, and when he was impulsive, he was like a dog that couldn't be pulled, or a dog that was bigger than Alaska.
Completely opposite to Tyr.
After saying a few words, Baal's temple suddenly collapsed.
As expected, the son of Baal had been devoured, and Baal, who was briefly resurrected from his son, took back the divine power in the temple.
"Dad! Is he alive?" Looking at the half-dead adventurer, Aglaia asked in surprise, "Can a dead god be resurrected so easily?"
"No, he just temporarily controlled the body. That's his son. Barr has done tricks on these children from the beginning, and he can control them at any time." Hill frowned and stared at the warrior who turned into a blue-black body.
, "Children with strong willpower can actually escape his control, but that warrior is already very timid, which makes him more likely to have problems.
Barr directly used this body to recover, and his body is no longer a living person."
Hill sneered, Barr was planning to abandon this body.
But if you want to continue to maintain the existence of his soul, you need to perform a soul sacrifice.
He planned to sacrifice all the residents of the nearby town to himself before his body was completely useless.
Barr looked at the adventurers running around with a smile, then looked up at the paladin on the mountain wall. He waved a hand forcefully from behind, and a knight's spear went straight towards the paladin leader.
He completely failed to notice the floating castle that had floated halfway over the town.
The paladins set up a shield wall, their whole bodies glowing with light, and iron gloves burning with blood-red light appeared in mid-air.
However, the violent conflict that everyone imagined did not happen.
That city wall is also within the scope of Hill's Mystery Lock!
A thick large water ball appeared in mid-air, wrapping the spear inside the ball.
No matter how hard the spear struggled, it was completely unable to break free and could only slowly lose its strength.
The paladins couldn't help but turn their heads and glance at the floating castle above.
This castle, which has been standing in mid-air in the southeast corner, has long been moved to a position parallel to the Temple of Tire, next to the main road.
They had long known that Hill's Mystery Lock was very powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.
Being able to fight against level 20 legends and being able to fight against weak divine power are completely different concepts.
Hill glanced at the scene below and frowned.
If you want to rely on Tyr's paladins to cut off the back of these adventurers, and Tyr won't descend from the gods, wouldn't the result mean total annihilation?
