"Good job! Fela." The red knight patted his red phantom horse, lowered his head and said casually, "Ah! I really didn't pay attention, there was someone else next to me."
"Red Knight!" Vol'jin looked at the disappearing dimensional gate, turned around and shouted, "Do you want me to die? I won't let you go!"
"Ah! Just like you said to Tempus, those things were done by Ben and have nothing to do with you. Why do you care about such trivial things?" The red knight looked at her condescendingly, "Me too,
How did I know that Fela would react so quickly?
Who cares where the horse's hooves kick?
I originally planned to throw away my spear and send you away, but rather than just being seriously injured, maybe it would be better to help you face your enemy."
She lightly tapped the proud horse with her heel: "Go back, Fela."
Wojin was furious and screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Hill could understand her anger. The phantom horse of the Red Knight was quite famous, and charging and kicking it was her specialty.
Hill politely waited until the red knight disappeared from the horizon, then sneered and dropped the twelve long swords.
Vol'jin no longer has the ability to break free from the shackles of the blizzard.
But the smile on Hill's face disappeared.
His powerful attack with many thunders was blocked by the sudden appearance of fireworks in the sky. A figure wearing light gauze with golden bells hanging on its bare feet slowly appeared and stood in front of Wojin.
"Leela!" Wo'jin's tone contained the joy of a narrow escape.
"Wojin..." the beautiful blonde goddess sighed, "Why don't you stay in the Kingdom of God until everything is over? I can't always help you..."
Hill's frown slowly relaxed, and a young and attractive male human appeared next to him. He had short brown hair reaching his shoulders, a charming smile on his handsome face, and was wearing a smooth and magnificent robe.
, wearing gorgeous jewelry.
Last time in Gernes, Miriel was not the same as he is now. The image of the wandering bard looked much more serious.
Now this is the true appearance of the scumbag Myriel, who is ranked as the two male and female sea kings of Faerûn along with Sune, the goddess of love and beauty.
Miriel hugged his silver harp and said to Hill with a smile: "This is the first time we have met! Hill from Trasil. Although Lin has always said that you are very handsome, but after meeting
Only then did I realize that all the compliments are incomparable to your cold and charming appearance like the silver moon!"
He is indeed the god of singing. Although the praise is very tacky, the beautiful voice makes the praise sound very sincere.
"Hello, respected singer." Hill said expressionlessly, "This is not the first time I have seen you. I have seen your heroic appearance when I was in the world of Gerns."
Miriel froze, and he said sadly, "Ah! Have you seen that clone? Although he came back, he left me very few memories, except for the endless darkness."
Hill was stunned. He had always thought that Miriel's clone had safely returned to his kingdom of God!
"He was still very healthy when he left Gernes. It seems that the road back to Toril is not safe." Hill could only answer with a forced smile.
Then he quickly started thinking.
Could it be that Shar intercepted Miriel halfway?
What is she trying to hide? Miriel should only know the devil's actions!
His clone probably saw more than one thing in Gernes.
Wait, Hill suddenly realized something. Miriel sent the clone to help his predecessor Mystra, not the current Midnight.
No wonder the clone met a disastrous end and he didn't react at all.
Hill lowered his eyes slightly and asked calmly: "Is the singer coming here with the Goddess of Joy to protect Wo Jin's incarnation? This is not her true body, and it won't affect her much if she dies, right?
There’s no way I’m getting angry in vain.”
Hill's ice storm had completely blocked the sky and the earth near the Cloud House. Even if the two gods arrived together, he could not unblock it.
If Wo'jin hadn't sacrificed his artifact incarnation just now, he wouldn't have been able to find the opportunity to open the dimensional door.
Hill was very sure that the cloud of gold coins should have been created with all the faith power in the Faerûn continent. If Wojin wanted to use it again, he would have to summon the artifact body placed in his own kingdom to explode.
The relationship between Hill and Linn is indeed very good, and Myriel has always been very polite to him, but this is not enough to make Hill let go of Wojin.
The hatred between him and Vol'jin started from the very beginning, with Vol'jin being the first to offend.
However, when they arrived in Toril, Vol'jin, who had made everyone angry, did not dare to resist other gods, and even took out his anger on Ciel.
Hill sneered and glanced at Wo'jin.
Maura's incarnation was completely silent, and the only sound left on the cloud ship was the terrifying sound of the demigod vines piercing the corpse with dense filaments and sucking the blood.
Miriel glanced at the tightly wrapped branches and leaves from the corner of her eye, and smiled bitterly: "Leela is my closest friend, there is no way I won't help her.
We also know that Wo'jin really went too far this time, and it's normal for you to retaliate no matter what.
But I can only come to plead for mercy. If this clone is gone, Wojin will really become weak, and the kingdom of God may even collapse and fall into the main world, becoming a saint again.
She behaved so stupidly this time, and when so many people saw it, her faith would really collapse.
Once she falls, it will be really difficult for her to return to the star realm.
Vol'jin deceived Liela. She always thought that her old friend was hiding in the Kingdom of God and commanding believers to stir up trouble in Amn!
Recently, Vol'jin has been trying to take back the believers who were originally given to Li'la, and a lot of things have happened in Amn.
Li Erla really didn't expect that she would still have time to cause trouble for you. Ben's seductive power is too strong, we will not let him go."
Hill listened to these messy words, but still didn't understand why Wo'jin was causing trouble for Li Erla, and why they came together to save her life.
"Lierla has always been a little guilty of Vol'jin." Myriel finally sighed, "She was really close to Vol'jin in the past. Vol'jin at that time was enthusiastic, lively, cute, and unlike her now.
the same person.
Lierla always felt that if she had not helped Wo'jin preserve his divine power and Wo'jin had gone through the turbulent years honestly, nothing might have happened.
Although I don't think so.
Wo'jin is deeply influenced by her clergy, and she always wants to exchange the smallest price for the greatest benefit. She also always feels that any creature in the world must trade, and no one will refuse her."
Myriel turned her head and glanced at Liara. She was whispering to Vol'jin not to mess with Hill anymore, and she didn't care at all that the cold and cold tips of the twelve long swords around them were all pointed at them.
"Perhaps you may think that Lierla thinks too well of Vol'jin, but she really believes that Vol'jin will regain his past self as long as he calms down." Miriel shrugged, "And as Toril,
As a god, we actually don’t want to push her too hard.
And the world always needs the God of Commerce. It’s better for Vol’jin to hold it than for Bane to take it away.”
Miriel's words hinted at too many things, and we are not just Miriel's allies.
Moreover, Bane, the god of tyranny, does have the opportunity to reach out to trade.
Hill lowered his eyes, knowing that he couldn't do anything to Wojin today.
The gods of Toril actually all knew what happened to Vol'jin in the Abyss after the Year of Turbulence, but no one tried to save her, or even pretended that the incident did not exist at all.
It's not that Li Erla didn't take action, the team of heroes who went to the Abyss actually accepted her commission to save Wo'jin.
But everyone knew in their hearts that Li Erla's attempts to seek help from other gods had failed, otherwise she would not have counted on those adventurers.
But what does this have to do with Hill?
He just showed an elegant and polite smile: he is a foreigner and does not care about the harm caused by the local unrest. Hill only cares about his own safety and his own interests.
"Wo'jin cannot lose weak divine power." Miriel said simply, "She will only fight against demons in the future. We will send you the compensation you deserve, and we will send it to Aglaia City, which will definitely satisfy you.
We know very well that you are rich, and we will not use gold coins to deal with it."
Hill turned his head and glanced at Wojin.
I don’t know what Li Erla said to her, but Wojin, who was helped up by the goddess of joy, said calmly: “I’m sorry for you this time, I shouldn’t take it out on you.
From now on, my church and I will stay away from where you are, and we will never have any desire for revenge again. I swear by my sacred fire priesthood."
Hill thought for a moment, then waved his hand to recall the long sword, and the ice storm that had been rolling around rushed directly towards Embry.
Li Erla suddenly raised her hand, and the light helmet began to dance. The bells on her fingers were ringing, and the dance was full of joy and happiness.
Miriel quickly played the silver harp to accompany her, and sang a happy song with his perfect voice.
Hill finally found that this was a blessing to himself.
The goddess of joy is blessing him that no matter what happens, he will never despair.
Seeing Miriel summoning the dimensional gate and preparing to leave with Vol'jin and Lilela, Hill smiled: "The Red Knight said there are three enemies, why do you still think Miriel can succeed?"
Wojin said with a dull face: "Normally speaking, shouldn't we think that the third one is Oulul?
If she hadn't only been willing to appear in the northernmost frozen land to intercept you, the four of us should have joined forces."
Li Erla looked at her friend with a helpless expression. Oluer clearly knew that Hill had not gone to the north at all, so he made a random excuse.
Frost Maiden is not a penguin that can only nest in the polar circle! You can do whatever you want!
She gave Miriel a look and quickly left with Vol'jin, so as not to continue to be embarrassed.
Hill looked at Embry, who had not yet struggled out of the freezing water.
He gave Amberli so much time, but she couldn't even do something as simple as melting ice!
Is this the most basic ability of a water god?
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
This chapter has been completed!