Chapter 1009: Unexpected and unwelcome reinforcements
Everyone in the round hall looked at each other, and even lost the will to continue fighting.
Talos fell silently from the roof to the ground... The mad mage was also a little scared.
Let's not mention how the black-robed archmage returned from the outer realm to Toril, a place where even the isolated gods cannot easily enter... As long as he is willing to embark on the road of destiny, it is a matter of AO's only thought.
Otherwise, those gods would not be able to burn a divine power channel and send an incarnation in.
As long as you pay enough for the road trip, AO is actually very easy to talk to.
And why he came back...the big guys in Waterdeep City all know it clearly.
Although the black robe will go crazy as long as he appears in the underground world, it is this powerful mage who exchanges reason for strength... If he is a level 45 archmage under the sun, but after entering the underworld, he changes almost instantly.
He became a level 50 boss who can kill even gods.
The home he built after investing his reason was finally destroyed by a group of conspirators. In the past few years, the black-robed archmage has probably become more and more angry... and he will probably doubt whether he will come back or not.
The guy who did it is going to die.
So who does he go to for revenge?
There has been no movement for so many years, but to return at such a precise time... It has nothing to do with the tablet of destiny, who would believe it?
So he went back to the underground world directly, without even thinking about what level of spells to use on the ground as he did in the past so as not to affect the Deep Water City where he had lived for a long time.
He would only be happy if he was blown up. Could it be that it was left to Kelben, the man who created the Hubbell family?
he!
Halaster Blackrobe is the best at setting off fireworks in Toril!
How to explode to create a huge earthquake that could collapse the entire City of Waterdeep is a piece of cake.
Moreover, those unlucky people must know why they were bombed!
According to the prophecy, isn't Waterdeep City going to be in bad luck? He can let this level of misfortune rise directly to the point where Ben Basha speaks out in person!
Gendilari closed his eyes helplessly and thought for a few seconds, then turned to look at the undead girl, turned over his hand and took out a few rose-colored Dawn Stones: "Can this be used?"
The 'Old Sanda King' took the crystal stones and asked for a crystal ball from the old dog. After playing with it for a while, he nodded: "Okay, one piece can be used for one day."
"Then...let it go!" Gendilari twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a cold smile, "Waterdeep City has enshrined the Tower of Dawn for so many years, and it is only fair that I give them a few stones to make them feel happier.
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"If that's not enough, I still have the Silver Moon Stone here." A firm female voice with a hint of pride came over.
At the entrance where Dove jumped down, there appeared a proud woman wearing a wide-bottomed hoop skirt with a large fan-shaped collar rising at the back of her neck. Her figure was enchanted and activated, inlaid with strings of pearls and pearls.
The skirt and cloak of other precious stones, as well as the exquisite moonstone crown, are a bit dazzling to see.
"Naneze Sarel?" Gendilari asked doubtfully, "You didn't go to Aglaia?"
"The Silver Temple has not collapsed." Sariel said casually, "Most of the priests still stay in the temple.
Our personalities and styles are very different from those of Aglaia, so it is impossible to cooperate.
When my lord is here, we can never compete for power under her nose.
Moreover, I can’t do what that lord requested.
If I were to just obey other people's orders, I might as well stay in the ruins and slowly wait for Waterdeep to be rebuilt.
Aren't you the same?
As long as the Tower of Dawn does not collapse, you will not leave Waterdeep City, right?"
"It's not like we've never had such a desolate time." Gendilari laughed, "A hundred years is just a dream.
It's just that you are willing to endure this kind of life, which surprises me a little."
"Hmph!" Sariel sneered, "If you need shopping, just go to Aglaia! That busy lord won't let us Silver Moon believers go in to buy things.
Among other things, there are a lot of beautiful jewelry and clothes there.
Right, that little girl named Edna?"
Edna blinked her eyes, showed a sweet smile, and gently touched the star-studded hair accessories on her head with her shining purple fingers: "Ah, it's just a bit expensive, a set of 500,000 gold!
The pocket money I had accumulated for ten years was just emptied out!
However, there is no way, who allows Hill to always make such good things that are comparable to semi-artifacts!
It would be great if I had more money!
Ah! I shouldn't have told you this... I'm sorry.
The Temple of Selûne... is not the Tower of Dawn."
Sariel's hand holding the white scepter couldn't help but tighten... Although the Silver Temple in Waterdeep City is well-run, she is asked to spend 500,000 gold coins to buy a set of jewelry... unless all her family property is sold!
She frowned and glanced at Edna, knowing in her heart that the little girl's obvious hostility was due to her disrespect for Lord Aglaia.
"Naneze." Gendilari sighed and said, "There is only one Selune, please pay attention to your attitude.
That person's identity is not an ordinary Son of God.
From the day when several powerful gods were willing to sit with him to drink tea and watch a play, Lord Aglaia was no longer something ordinary people could evaluate at will.
If you are really punished for being disrespectful to such a powerful person, even Selune will not be able to do much."
Nasr sneered: "Tsk! Silver Moon believers are always so ignorant."
"Does the Night Cloak deserve to judge me?" Sariel nodded slightly to Edna, and touched his scepter on his arm to express his apology, while angrily scolding the Dark Night believers.
If the Night Cloak hadn't come from the Northland, she would have been unable to control the urge to take action!
Even if Shar and Selûne reconcile, the believers of both sides have been fighting for so many years, and who hasn't got some of the other's blood on their hands?
And compared to the Dark Night believers who don't care how many of their colleagues die, the hatred in the hearts of Silver Moon believers is much deeper.
"Naneze..." Gendilari said almost sighing, "Can we get back to the point?
Nasr, could you also please shut up for now?
You don’t have any advanced missions for believers now.”
Then he turned around suddenly and asked seriously: "No, right?"
"My mission is just to follow Miss Edna until she returns to the hidden town.
Before this task is completed, only my Lord can arrange a new task for me." Nasr glanced at the chosen one of the Lord of the Dawn, feeling his tension, and after thinking about it, he told the truth honestly.
Edna tilted her head: "That's no need to worry, unless someone is stupid enough to scold Shar publicly here."
She smiled at the Archbishop of Silver Moon: "Although the priests of Selûne are very independent, they can't make decisions for their own gods, right?"
The ‘Old Sanda King’ interrupted their exchange: “Where is the screen?
Gendilari, I have agreed in advance that that woman...who dresses like a big gift bag cannot be on my cloud.
She doesn’t deserve to touch what Hill made.”
Gendilari sighed and pointed in front of the clouds, in the center of the hall: "Put it here! We won't fight the ones down there anyway, so we can just watch the show together."
A 3-meter-high screen was quickly projected to that location.
The people of Waterdeep in the round hall keenly felt what they were saying and quickly flew to both sides of the clouds.
The Archbishop of Selûne frowned... No one in Waterdeep City dared to offend her, and it had been many years since she had felt this kind of feeling of being ignored and looked down upon.
Especially... a Dark Night Cloak who is not even extraordinary is sitting there, while he, the chief archbishop of the Silver Temple of the North, can only stand.
But she is not stupid. Judging from Gendilari's performance, this small team with only one newly adult extraordinary elf seems to have an unusual status... maybe it is not what she thought, for Mystra's sake.
A prepared bait team appears.
Then she showed her dissatisfaction with the lord next door in front of these people, which seemed a bit impulsive... The main god she admired was next door, but anyone could go, but she couldn't. This fact made Sariel resentful for a long time.
Already.
What's wrong with someone who likes to fight for power? She's ruthless but loyal to Selûne, and her arrogance is only in her own temple... and it's not to the point of making believers hate her!
"You, the high priest of Waterdeep City, don't have enough brains. Sooner or later, something will happen." Shar commented lightly.
"But your men haven't dragged her down for so many years, let alone assassinated her, right?" Selune said with a smile, "Naneze is just a little greedy for power, but she is never stupid. She will change soon.
own style.
There is no way, this Silver Temple in Waterdeep City is really my largest and longest existing temple.
She has the capital to be so proud."
"What capital? Say harsh words to Mystra?" Shar asked calmly.
"No matter how many bad things she has, at least she is still the kind little girl." Selune smiled softly, "She chose to advance and retreat with the last resistance force in Waterdeep City instead of locking herself in the temple.
Waiting for the results.
And before that, she also worked hard to convince all the stubborn civilians of Waterdeep City...not even just my believers...to make them choose to leave their homes.
I don’t believe you don’t know how difficult this is!”
"However, as a result of doing a lot of good deeds, I became a bitch under the eyes of the gods and directly offended the lord next door." Shar commented lightly, "In the end, it was the voters of Lansendre who smoothed things over. Don't you think it's ridiculous?
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The lord next door who was mentioned smiled helplessly.
He doesn't care about such harsh words. But it makes him happy that someone is willing to speak up to defend himself.
At least it proves that he is quite successful as a person.
‘Bang, bang, bang!’ The rotunda in Waterdeep City, which had just been built not long ago, was completely scrapped.
Most people didn't even look at the archmage who walked in wearing black robes and a monocle, but looked at the black staff tower.
Then they both sighed regretfully...and they didn't fall down.