Old mages like Hubbell have always believed that their IQ and strategy far exceed the magical talents given to them by God.
Even if they can't rely on their own efforts to transform themselves, they can at least make themselves masters.
Isn't it because Alustriel and the seven sisters were lucky enough to meet the former goddess of magic because they lived long?
They don't want to be anyone's lapdog, as long as the demon lord can get it... With the bullying character of the Toril gods, what can they do even if they hate them?
They have seen many evil gods and demons doing evil things on the continent of Faerûn but they were able to escape unscathed, and they are full of confidence in their future.
These people seemed to have never thought that their plan would fail.
If they offended Embry, there might be some hope.
If the gods of Toril were as magnanimous as they appeared, how could the demon lords of the Abyss behave as politely as they do now?
It's just that except for the evil god, other gods try to show their gentle side in front of their believers...even if they are decisive in killing, they can also be lenient to others.
No one will deal with other matters openly... Just like when Six Fingers was caught in the main world twice in a row... that was all after he teased Vol'jin.
The timing was very well controlled every time... One time was when Six Fingers completely occupied the third level of the abyss, and the bottomless abyss was about to promote him to a position similar to that of a two-headed baboon.
When Liu Zhi felt that he was just about to breathe, he suddenly had the opportunity to successfully pull a perfect world into the abyss.
Then he was detained.
The second time was the betrayal of Two-Headed Baboon's men, Liuzhi planned to take advantage of the victory and pursue him... The Witch Queen recruited him and imprisoned him.
The first time was okay, at least Six Fingers was still a graceful prisoner, but the second time...if he didn't go as a man, what would be the difference between his fate and Wo'jin's?
It seems that these things have nothing to do with the gods of Toril, but since then, even the most violent two-headed baboons have only allowed their demon priests to preach in Toril.
On the other hand, the evil gods in Toril who have entered the abyss to live are all quite active.
Since then, Toril and the great lords of the Abyss have actually had a tacit understanding... regarding evil things such as preaching or even making sacrifices, everyone has their own methods, and whoever wins or loses has to accept his fate.
But there must never be another public humiliation of Toril.
Those demon lords will also weigh the gap between themselves and Six Fingers, and do not waste too much energy in this world until there is a loophole in Toril that they can exploit... Their real enemies will always be the devil and another demon lord.
There are so many worlds. Unless they form a deadly feud, why would the demon lords want to fight against a prosperous world?
What attracts them is always the world that is about to die.
Although most people in Toril don't understand these things, the higher-ups, such as Alustriel, actually know them very well.
Therefore, they are actually very calm when facing things caused by evil gods and demons... Although the people at the bottom may suffer, they are definitely not unable to cope with it.
The Hubbell family, on the other hand, has been brainwashed by the slander against the gods that is circulating in the dark... It really makes one wonder if they saw the part of the Book of Cyril that specifically cursed the gods of Toril before they thought they could.
After doing so many things, he still escaped unscathed.
Master Hubbell's expression on the giant screen was ugly, making the onlookers feel that they were at a loss.
Maybe in their hearts, they are indeed not as good as the talented archmage like Kelben, nor are they as good as those divine descendants who are born to stand tall because of their bloodline, but they still have no problem dealing with some high-level professionals like the undead.
of.
As long as the number of undead is too small to completely protect Edna, they will have countless ways to capture Edna, and maybe even take the half-elf with them.
These guys hate the gods far more than the talented sects like Kelben... It is conceivable that they have no idea that Kelbourne is not the Kelbourne they know.
In their hearts, the Black Stick was a good boy with good talent, who slowly climbed to the top of Waterdeep City through hard work, and finally received the favor of the goddess of magic. However, the real Kelben was the good boy's biological grandfather, a pure
A half-elf descendant of a high elf.
He just changed his body, but the blood of his body is the blood of the divine elves from thousands of years ago.
The old man Hubbell probably never went out to see Kelben. Otherwise, how could the Black Staff have a good relationship with them?
It would be weird not to kill the Hubbell family directly!
Kelben's biological father is the Cormanthor Elf noble who escaped from Myth Drannor!
To be honest, after Hill realized how the stone of advanced knowledge on Old Hubbell's head came from, he felt pity for the black staff... He wanted to rebuild the family, but he personally supported the family stained with their family's blood.
Hubbell.
Unfortunately, the funniest thing is that no one on both sides knows the hatred between them.
But... Kelben will definitely know about it in the future.
You will also know what role the teleportation crystal he gave to the poor magic goddess of the Hubbell family, who was bullied by the neighbor next door and wanted to run away at any time, played.
Hill couldn't help but look up at the sky... The Stone of Destiny is really scary!
Kelben violated the destiny arranged for him by the stone slab and had to rely on Mystra's favor to resurrect him before the end of the matter. The end was really miserable... Killing people and killing people are not enough to explain the viciousness of the stone slab.
He even felt that his hatred of Kelben was getting weaker and weaker... Hill really thought that the love that Mystra had single-handedly promoted for him would be so disgusting from now on that he might even be deprived of his elector status.
Kelben has had enough.
Unexpectedly, fate could be even crueler.
Kel, who knew everything, didn't know if his willpower was strong enough or if he had enough courage to support him in continuing to live.
Mage Hubbell on the giant screen was still in a daze... Their slowness at this time clearly proved that their IQ was definitely not higher than their talent.
But Hill understood that this was when the old wizards of Hubbell finally realized that their calculations were more likely to fail... The Road of Destiny had taken too many advantages, and the day of backlash finally came.
Old Hubbell's eyes, which always looked dim and dim, were instantly filled with red bloodshot eyes... Their trump card had been used, and the Shadow Energy Core could not be used again in a short period of time.
But the undead in front of me didn’t even lose a hair!
As long as Edna is successfully sacrificed, they can follow the demon lord and hide directly in the high-temperature lava layer under the earth's veins. When the gate to the world opens again, they can directly follow the beacon to open the door and go to Sigil City!
And their descendants are already hiding in safe places, just waiting for the end to be able to hide with them and thrive behind the blade of the Lady of Pain!
But what to do now?
Awaken that demon lord in advance?
But they sacrificed the lives of hundreds of their own people to let that guy sleep!
Old Hubbell turned around and looked around... The three old mages quickly took a step back.
They won't sacrifice their lives!
He lowered his head and looked at the lingering Adanke... If there was no other option, he could only try to see if Adanke's soul power could awaken the demon!
Although if he did that, Adanko's soul would be completely annihilated and he would not even have the chance to go to the River Styx. But when he wanted to surpass Marco and become the leader of the Hubbell clan, didn't he say that he was willing to give up for the development of the family?
Your own soul?
Old Hubbell tried his best to hold up his chest and let Adan fulfill his promise!
But... that demon has always been greedy, and no one can guarantee whether Adanke's weak soul flame can make him wake up by smelling it.
Old Huber frowned, squatted down and drank a bottle of soul potion for Adangke... This was the soul-strengthening moon soul potion that he bought from the Silver Moon Temple at a high price. For the mage, it was simply a life-saver.
medicine.
One bottle can help him live at least 100 years longer!
If he didn't have to, he wouldn't be willing to let others use it! This guy is cheap Adan!
Old Hubbell looked ahead with a serious face. Now, it depends on whether Adanko's soul will recover first or whether the undead will arrive first!
He turned his head and stared at a black-robed mage on the far right: "Da Mo, go and stop those reinforcements! I allow you to use all means, even Chang'an Town can be sacrificed."
The face of the mage named Damo changed... The old guy wanted him to bear the sin of parricide!
What does it mean to be sacrificed?
Didn't he just let him blow up Chang'an Town and trap the undead in the underground passages?
He raised his head and looked at the old man, then looked at Adanke lying on the ground with his fierce eyes... He knew that if he didn't want to end up with this weak and helpless patriarch, he would have to take the blame.
As for escaping... they have committed such a heinous crime, and there are countless enemies surrounding them... Without the demon lord under the control of the old guy, he probably won't be able to survive even a day!
Damo bent down slightly, turned around and slid into the door... The black robe dragged on the ground and made a hissing sound, just like his uneasy heart at the moment.
If they had chosen to become lichs, would they have been better off than they are now?
I want to continue enjoying the fireworks in the world and don’t want to become a skeleton...but now?
What a joke. He keeps saying that he will do whatever it takes to keep his family alive, but in the end he wants to destroy his own home with his own hands!
Damo gritted his teeth. Fortunately, he had saved a hand and raised one of his offspring to be innocent and pure, and sent it to Marco... Even if the entire army was wiped out, he would still have a trace of blood left in the world!
Damo raised his head slightly and looked at the stone throne in the middle of the splendid hall, which was firmly locked by a huge nine-sided crystal cone. The 20-meter-tall red-haired gorilla on it was sleeping soundly.
He gritted his teeth and quickly left through the other door.