The wax-melted demon, which was fixed in the silver fire, could not even scream. No matter how strong Vecna's clutches were, it could not resist the combined attack of these two goddesses.
Looking at the giant candle that was slowly melting, Hill stood up suddenly, and then slowly sat down again... He really never thought that one day he would see Shar and Selune join forces with his own eyes.
His courtyard echoed with Selune's silver bell-like laughter, which sounded jumping and brisk.
Selune rarely said a word... No matter what Shar was thinking when she took action, the hatred between their sisters that had been condensed for hundreds of thousands of years and was almost as solid as the eternal giant snow mountain, was silent because of this.
A crack appeared in the ground.
No one knows where this crack will go... maybe it will become a stream flowing from the iceberg. Even if it is only a trickle, it will always exist.
Maybe it will freeze again due to the too cold external environment.
But at least, it appeared on this day that no one expected.
Hill lowered his eyes silently. Perhaps in the conversation between their sisters that day, Shar still felt the sisterly affection of Selûne... When she was still Suellen, the Moon Maiden could not do this.
Although many things were caused by her, Su Lun's arrogance from being a powerful god to a weak god who could only rely on others to survive was an unbearable humiliation.
However, when she returned to Selune's identity, she seemed to have regained her past calmness... Even her twin sister who once knocked her down as a weakling, Selune could still think of the good things about Shar in the past.
Well... maybe it can be said that this goddess has healed her scars and forgotten the pain, but at least now Shar seems to have rarely accepted her sister's kindness.
Hill didn't know what Shar wanted to do. In fact, he didn't quite believe that Shar had forgiven her brainless sister... But at least, in Shar's case, the absolutely unforgivable Selune had become
It exists that can be used.
This is good. Hill feels that the gods of Toril have experienced so many things. Even Selune, who is best at forgetting hatred, actually understands that the differences between the evil camp and the good camp can never be avoided.
But as long as Shar doesn't act like she did in the past, losing her mind and engaging in direct confrontation as long as it has something to do with Selûne, then Toril can actually avoid a lot of things... Even if Shar still wants to destroy the world in her heart, just like Selûne,
She will do her best to stop what Nie said, so that's all.
At least, people in Toril can stop dying for some inexplicable reasons... When Shar's followers want to flatter her, they may just kill everyone in a city who has ever praised the moonlight.
But as a human being, who has never praised the moon...
With Shar's character, she actually doesn't pay attention to those inexplicable killings at all... She hopes that her followers will subvert a country and overthrow a force, and never care about the death of civilians... But if this civilian is a believer of Selun, he will
Get her attention.
There are no followers of evil gods who are not good at sneaking around... If they really follow the teachings of those evil gods, they would have been eradicated by the gods of justice long ago.
But for Hill, this thing that can shock everyone in Toril to madness is not that important... He is a Trasil, and he doesn't need to care that even though he is on the verge of destruction every day, he will always be safe.
What will become of Toril who survives?
He just looked at his oil painting with great pleasure... As a medium used by Selune, although the Moon Girl did not add any spells to the oil painting itself, the outside frame was covered with silver fire by her.
.
The original brown-black picture frame has now turned into milky white, faintly exuding silver light. In the middle of the picture frame on the left and right sides of the oil painting, a pair of wrist-like handles appeared... which should be able to enhance the holding ability.
The person's defense power of the oil painting can also allow the owner to open a dimensional door: from one moonlit place to another moonlit place.
Round, smooth, hollow opals emerged from the rest of the frame: the liquid inside, which almost looked like condensed moonlight, should be a moon healing potion made directly from moon fire.
Based on Hill's understanding of moonfire creations, opals are generally called moondust... Each piece of moondust can be used directly. In fact, it is equivalent to the Dancing Lights spell used by a 22nd level mage.
The moon healing potion inside may not be that important to Hill. After all, he knows the water healing spells himself, and he can also refine most of the healing potions... But in Toril, this is already the most important.
The top-notch healing potion... The most important thing is that if you are bitten by a lycanthrope, the monthly healing potion can directly cure the lycanthropy virus.
Selune did not leave Hill with the ability of Moonfire to attack... She is still very lethal to Hill, and the damage of the moon blade is not necessarily stronger than Hill's fist.
But Hill was already very satisfied. As long as this oil painting appears, most of the preparations for a war can be completed.
The phobia of insufficient combat power is a common problem for people like Hill. Even though there is basically no possibility of participating in the war, he still feels that the more similar abilities he can possess, the better.
The only pity is that the function of creating a clone of the oil painting is not covered by Selune's Moonfire... The Sun God of Trasil did not intend to let Hill copy the frame when he copied it.
The undead seemed to be moving again. Hill looked up and saw that the big spider was burned to ashes by the moonfire along with Vecna's magic palm... Vecna was really unlucky. His left hand and left eye were burned by someone.
Not only did he steal his own world, but it just disappeared.
But what Hill actually wants to know most is what kind of abilities Vecna's head has... That's something everyone who has ever played a running group will consider... ah... a horror and magic story.
It's a pity that he hasn't had the chance to meet the real Vic...if he did, he wouldn't be able to bring up this topic.
Hill watched with some regret as the undead began to drag the corpses away. They used long dustpan-like objects to push the small corpses into a small cave at the bottom of the volcano.
I don’t know who invented the debris collector... It is probably designed by the undead specifically for cleaning the battlefield. Although the undead are willing to accept any task, they will also come up with various ways to make themselves less embarrassed.
Especially jobs that require contact with corpses and garbage.
Hill also saw a vacuum cleaner as big as a carriage last time... Although they don't know many alchemy runes they can use, some inspiration in life is really good.
That's right... only they can use these things, after all, they all swallow energy crystals.
Mages basically choose to use spells to solve problems. Those who need these things are relatively low-level professionals or ordinary people... but they will never be willing to spend this money.
As for high-level professionals and nobles who are not from the legal system... they choose to use servants.
In the world of Toril, the least valuable thing is people, and the most valuable thing is people.
On the other hand, it is very likely that some wealthy citizens in Trasil will buy these creations... Based on the character of the undead, as long as the materials are not expensive, they can make anything at a bargain price.
Therefore, for the Trasil people, all they need to care about is whether they can afford elemental crystals.
Although these dustpans may not look big, each one can hold a large number of corpses. Basically, a few thousand people can clean up the battlefield and the camp behind at once... Hill estimated that each one used the wind element.
Only crystals and space crystals can do this.
This thing is expensive to say the least, each one is worth at least dozens of elemental crystals... However, for the undead, it is a mission necessity, and it can be used to pick up garbage.
That’s not a big deal, who can’t afford it?
But the undead who took over the mission were all swearing.
This artifact killed even children. The undead hated this behavior very much... but what they hated even more was the Dee Linka. It was obvious that he was the one who sent his followers to the altar.
If the world hadn't collapsed and caused the evil god to be thrown out of Toril, these derro dwarves would probably have ended up like this... Otherwise, the vitality of children and even newborns wouldn't have been tied to that devil's grasp.
This kind of linkage based on the same genes as the derro dwarves can only be achieved by the god of the race.
I don’t know if the undead figured it out on their own, or if William gave the plot, but the undead kept yelling around the cave... Hill estimated that the gods who were paying attention to the situation here understood it.
William didn't even block their words of cursing Dee Linka, except for some that were too vulgar... so the undead's passionate curses were often silenced for a short time, but they had long been accustomed to such mistakes caused by momentary gaffes, so they were basically
Able to catch the next sentence quickly.
After confirming that all the corpses had been thrown into the cave, the earth mages sealed the entire cave, erected a stone monument for this group of poor derro dwarves, and finally used the mud to turn it into a stone.
Stones turned the entire mountain into a large tomb.
Although the atmosphere was a bit sad, the mood of the undead changed quickly, and some people started cheering... Finally it was time to collect the loot.
The Derro dwarves still have a lot of precious metals and gems in their hands. After all, Deelinka is very good at making magic items, so his followers, especially the sorcerers who are called magic experts, are also very skillful.
But most of the magic items were reduced to ashes along with the derro dwarves, and only the most basic ones were left behind, which were thrown into stone houses one after another.
Although the undead dug deep and put all these things into their small bags, they never found the derro dwarf's family treasure trove... They relentlessly searched for every inch of the derro dwarf settlement.
They were also shouting, "Kill them all, steal them all, burn them all."