Chapter 963 The lower limit of the gods pulled by Rose to the bottomless abyss
Shar didn't know that her chosen one had been stimulated to madness. After all, she had never fought a tree rope demon personally, and she couldn't understand the anger and sadness of seeing the strange liquid flowing on her body.
To a certain extent, she really looked at Hydra differently. After all, most of the Dark Night believers believed in her for the sake of power.
The Hydra chose to give up a powerful artifact because she wanted to be clean and save face, which made her a little fond of him.
From the beginning, she never thought of handing over the Seat of Zakothir to Yinrmatra of the Temple of Ancient Night and Heldestahl of the Embrace of Darkness.
After all, the two have never met in person. Between disgusting rumors and powerful power, it is very likely to choose power.
Although Yinrmatra and Heldestahl are women, to a certain extent, their pursuit of power is stronger than the seemingly inhumane Hydra, and they are hostile to each other. As long as they don't let the other party take advantage,
They would definitely choose to disgust themselves.
How far can a woman's rivalry go? Thinking about what she would do when facing Selune, Shar would not doubt it.
But she doesn't believe those two chosen ones...even though they are now showing loyalty and are even willing to open their hearts to the Daughter of the Night.
But if the voters were really as they appeared, how could Mystra end up like this?
If this artifact chair is placed in the Shadow Realm, then Shar certainly doesn't care about other people's methods, but since she can only stay in Toril due to this unexpected situation, the Lady of the Night can be sure that there will always be someone, especially those who
The evil god, the Necromancer, will not give up on the Seat of Zakothir.
If control is given to those two women... Shar is sure that no matter which one of them it is, they will betray.
After all, unlike Hydra, there are not many humans in the underdark area controlled by the hydra, and those two have fought for the top among tens of thousands of dark night priests, and there are always mortal enemies around them who are trying to bring them down.
Betrayal is simply a matter of course.
Shar originally didn't care whether these Dark Night believers would betray her... Her nature determined that she would always be on the path of doubt.
But it's best not to cause any problems during this time.
She really didn't want the undead to fight back and forth, and eventually a Dark Night Chosen would emerge.
Although giving up those night cloaks is nothing to Shar, but... Shar suddenly cherishes her face a little bit recently.
Speaking of which, she sometimes envied Moando, the God of Corrosion, for his simple and crude control method of turning believers into slaves under his control without any scruples. Shar thought with a hint of confusion, but she
I still don’t want to do things that go beyond the boundaries of my vocation.
Controlling people's hearts and directly turning people into puppets are really two different things... No matter how tempting the latter is, Shar doesn't even want to think about it.
That is the greatest betrayal of one's secret priesthood.
The original darkness did give her a cold and cruel heart, but as Shar became more and more able to face her true self, she understood that the darkness also gave her enough reason.
No matter what kind of temptation, there is always a cold veil to remind her not to take the wrong path.
She glanced back at the floating castle in mid-air, and while driving the black gauze to slowly fly there, she thought thoughtfully... Maybe the original light was too warm, so no matter what Selune thought of
Do you feel like you are being encouraged?
Shar felt that when she thought about this, she would definitely fall in love with her dependent half more and more.
Then Shar, who was sitting sideways on the gauze curtain, was suddenly stunned... Why did she think of Moando?
There were so many evil gods who used evil methods to control their followers, why did she only think of the God of Corruption, Degeneration and Decay?
Then the Lady of the Night, passing by the top of the green forest, saw the countless vines wandering in the big forest below... Lily of the Valley, Windmill Jasmine and Killing Vine, all behaved so well.
Only then did she suddenly realize: Moando was originally a huge mass of rotten plants and pieces of flesh, which looked like an unclear human-shaped outline, wrapped in curly vines.
But there are many high-level believers of this evil god, especially those priestesses who are called 'mouthpieces'... their eternal youth and graceful and stunning beauty are enough for them to obey loyally.
What other pursuits are there for these women who cannot survive on their own?
Of course, Shar disdains such weaklings who only know how to survive by relying on the strength of others. Although she will also give her Night Messengers immortal looks, this is because they are powerful enough... but their faces are still the same as before.
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When those 'mouthpieces' of Moando look at their false appearance, can they still think of who they are?
Shar thought endlessly, and warned Hill as soon as he returned to the floating castle: "Those vines of yours are too eye-catching.
Watch out for followers of Moando."
Hill was stunned for a moment before he realized who Shar was talking about... Believers in Moando must perform massacres or collect plants in the name of God: cut down thick trees and plants, and kill vicious vine creatures.
Then use these things as the constituent materials of Moando's mortal body...the higher the level of the plant body, the longer the decaying mortal body will last.
What Shar means is that Moando has taken a liking to the plants in Aglaia? Especially his vines?
"The killing vines can directly strangle the incarnation of Maura." Hill murmured, "Moando? Are you thinking too much? Unless he comes down by himself."
“Apart from losing a lot of seeds, Moando doesn’t have much strength, right?
Maela alone can kill three of them!
Otherwise, Moando would not have been killed by the Harper's Vander Dragon Thorn so easily, and even part of his priesthood would have been taken away, allowing Vander to successfully become a god!
The remaining bit of his soul is still controlled by Rose... Now, how can Moando have the courage to come to Aglaia to look for trouble?" Selune said happily.
Then one person and three gods on the floating castle were stunned at the same time.
No way?
Rose wouldn't be so cruel, would she?
How could there be a goddess who was so cruel to me in this world?
If Ghaunadaur is the god of cesspits, Moandor is the god of rotten things... Basically, these two are the most disgusting images in Faerûn... Undead creatures cannot be counted.
, they are just skeletons and mummies at most, which gives people a feeling of horror but not of being dirty.
Moreover, Moando's believers are more annoying than demon believers on the mainland... After all, they often attack strong men in an attempt to parasitize Moando's seeds, so they always disguise themselves as Dru Yin when they go out.
Moreover, there are many evil plant life types that will serve this evil god... which is also a good way to monitor Aglaia City.
The reason why Shar had this feeling was probably because Rose activated the power of Moando that she had prepared long ago as soon as she was sent back.
Just... Hill was a little confused and thought that even the extremely greedy Cyric, faced with Moando, who was prone to lying and had some conflicts with his clergy, did not choose the easiest way to devour him and let Moando become his face.
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As a result, the famously beautiful Rose did it so neatly... How did Corellon regard such Rose as the White Lotus who relied on him and respected him?
"Corillon has such a good eye~" The brave Ransander said what everyone was thinking, and Hill found that he was not the only one looking at the cat pool.
The moonlight orb that was turning quietly in the cat's paw suddenly stopped moving... Velen and Yin Liscui, who had been slowly repairing, seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep at the same time.
Hill understood very well why the two siblings had completely given up on spying on the outside world, and would rather choose to sleep forever... Whoever it was, even if they had severed ties with their biological mother and were about to swing a knife at each other, they would not want to hear such a thing.
News related to the word 'disgusting'.
He laughed lightly: "It doesn't matter, the vines outside are all clones, and the main body is in the castle!
Even if Moando did come directly, it wouldn't be able to do anything.
However, Rose’s back-up plan is really the last one this time, right?”
"It should be. If Moando is wiped out again, she can only count on her own believers... Rose has no voters, she only believes in the Wax Melt Demon.
There is also Zinzerena, the god of drow assassins, the Valkyrie who was devoured by her during the turbulent years." Shar laughed twice indifferently, "But at that time, this demigod was sent into the Spider Demonic Web by her.
Guard the gate."
Hill nodded. No wonder Rose could only expose Ghaunadaur. After all, Moando's power was still too weak, and Hydra could even press him to the ground and rub him... So it's understandable that Rose hates Shar so much.
In the future, Shar's eternal enemy will not really change from Selûne to Rose, right?
The problem is that unless they fight until the world collapses, who will care about who wins and who loses?
However, Hill looked at the daughter of the night... Shar, who was sitting sideways on the gauze curtain, had a serious look on her face... I guess she was a little hesitant: If she continued to be entangled with such Rose, would her followers of the night be able to persist?
It's better to leave Rose to Corellon... This is the responsibility of the Elf Father!
"I just saw Edna appear on the hotel roof. It seems that she has almost recovered and is in the mood to watch the fun." Shar's face was dull, but it was obvious that he didn't want to mention Rose anymore and was probably planning to delay it.
Let’s talk about it in a while.
"The battle that broke out here in Aglaia, I guess the Stone of Destiny was originally intended to let them feel the power of the gods, and those steel dragons were the best targets." Selune said leisurely, "Unfortunately, these children probably
I only saw how deep the lower limit of gods is.
When Mystra does appear in front of them in the future, I hope they will think of you Shar instead of the very perseverant Rose."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Servants of Moando must undergo a ceremony when they first join the religion. During this ceremony, a Moando seed is implanted into the body of the initiate. The seed grows slowly, spreading throughout the body until it reaches the entire inside of the host.
The tissue is completely transformed into decayed vegetative factors. However, the only sign from the outside is a small flowering tendril extending from the ear, entwining the entire hair. The host's spirit and body are always in
Under the direct control of Moando, as long as it so wishes. They always act according to the instructions of Moando and the church.
Moando's favored servants constantly sacrifice its mortal manifestations, because its corrupting power will cause any body of its own to quickly perish (usually a large mass of disordered, rotten, withered or diseased plants)
, and similar things). Therefore, the servants are always busy shaping a new body for it, turning the old one into fresh nourishment for Moando, and then infecting others to add new servants. Through rituals and spells
Together, in hidden wilderness, canyons, and caves, they shape a never-ending body for the majestic God of Terror.