Manx couldn't help laughing: "After you found out who Mystra is, your faces turned so fast!
how?
You think it’s impossible to use the goddess of magic to help the Lady of Pain deal with Shar, and now you want to use my hand to deal with Mystra in the Cloud Room?
Do you plan to help Dendel break the world first?
Toril is such a wonderful place, with such good natives like you, the devil will definitely be able to live like a fish in water here.
No wonder those fools from the Abyss are doing well here.
From now on, I really have to come and go often...
It's a pity, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you and the knife behind your back: I don't care what happens to Mystra.
I have found what I am looking for. If you want to kill her before she ascends to the throne again, just think of your own way!"
Monica's body stiffened, but she still tilted her head slightly, showing full of admiration and a charming smile on her face: "You think that we are too strong.
We... people who follow orders don't have that much autonomy."
Manx was in a happy mood at the moment because she had found a little clue, so she did not face the fool she believed she had done in hell and could only remain silent: "So~ my order, you can choose for yourself, her
, can’t?
Oh my, has Lady Blade become so powerful now?
People are stupid~ Don't talk too much, it will only expose your IQ.
Ah... No, being smart is more annoying than being really stupid.
Amberli becomes a little cuter in front of you!"
Of course she knew the reason why Manika stayed here... After all, the fake cat and the ugly crocodile head below were already tentatively trying to bypass the huge storm vortex and directly attack the beautiful palace in the clouds.
Manx actually felt that if Mystra inside was willing to give this palace to her, she would not mind lending a hand to send all these archmages into the River Styx...including those would-be witches who had prepared soul boxes.
Demon.
Gee, gods like Toril are so...maybe it’s because more of the soul realm is in the hands of the God of Death?
What an obvious soul connection!
Those illusory gray lights... Manx raised his right hand holding the fan and waved it gently in the air... The sharp light made Manika tremble all over.
She sensed great danger!
If this knife was just a little more deflected, the connection between her and the soul box would be completely severed!
She couldn't help but take a step back slightly, and her long eyelashes kept trembling: at this moment, she was really scared.
But what can she do?
Although the Salem family is prepared to never return to Toril, they cannot decide how or when to leave.
Ms. Pain has never been an easy-to-talk master.
However, Monica took two steps back lightly and racked her brains to choose a place that would not offend the devil duke in front of her, but also appeared to stand in a place where she could communicate with her.
The Archmage, who has been a master in the Kingdom of Amn for a long time, showed a wry smile... When they couldn't suppress their greed, they wanted to explore the treasures of Imaska wholeheartedly, and even dreamed of becoming the most powerful person in Faerûn.
A powerful country, and when they colluded with the Mulhorand pantheon, their uncertain future may have been decided.
She just wasn't willing to give in... When she made an agreement with this big devil, she was actually very happy to have the opportunity to get rid of the shadow from another world behind her.
The devils in hell and the gods in other worlds have different needs for Toril!
Everyone knows the character of the Toril gods. They can tolerate the existence of devils, but they will definitely not be able to tolerate the Mulhorandian pantheon that comes to compete with them for their living space.
However, not everyone in the Salem family is willing to follow her, a mistress with blood from the previous dynasty.
Especially the current king, who is not related to her by blood, took the hydrangea thrown by Maela who was holding the emblem of the master of Sigil without telling her at all.
When it was discovered that Sigil was real and Maura was not Maura, Amn had no room to escape.
Otherwise, things on Xueluo Island would not be so chaotic... People in Faerun Continent know very well that the best way to deal with the undead is not to arouse their interest, or even if they are interested, they will not be interested.
Don't give them excuses.
At that time, it was obvious that Manx had already hooked up with those female mages of Quesen Tower!
As long as something happens to Candlekeep, the Amn navy, as agreed in advance, can pick up those girls as soon as possible, and the search for the treasure will all be under their command... How could the world become like this!
Even if we find the wrong Mystra, at least Snowfall Island will not be overturned directly!
It is obvious that the undead have no interest in these female mages from the beginning... As long as Manika thinks of Manx wiping out the men of the Quesenta girls and waiting for the Amn people to rush over to take over,
But looking at the poor, neglected female mage's expression when she had no choice but to ask the undead for help, they all felt that this big devil had a really good temper.
If it were the evil god of Toril, he would probably kill the bad Amn people first.
God knows...how a stupid Andreu could bring about such a chain reaction.
In other words, even though King Amn seems to be okay, in fact his brain circuit is no different from his stupid brother... He actually thinks that with Maela's side of the retreat, Manx only needs to deal with it.
The fleet commander finally dispatched turned out to be on the side of the navy!
It was just one day late that the group of female mages boarded the undead ship, and then... it was too late to make a remedy.
Therefore, it is no wonder that Manx, who discovered that Amn was careless about his own affairs, never helped again!
He even watched the country of Amn be destroyed before his eyes.
If they hadn't needed to go to the crater to unblock the iron gate... maybe there wouldn't even be an escape route from the Twin Towers.
Monica bit her lip viciously: Forget it, what's the point of saying this.
She didn't forcefully ask that idiot to stop at the beginning... Maybe in her heart, she also vaguely felt that even if the plan failed, living in Sigil City would be more comfortable than hell, right?
Moreover, between the Great Devil and the Queen of Blades, isn't it natural to prefer the blade that kills gods and demons?
Who knew that the big devil suddenly transformed into a devil lord?
Amn has obviously become so powerful, how could it reach this point?
Every choice is wrong.
Manx opened the fan and fanned it briskly: the temperature after the volcanic eruption was a bit high, and even though there was a tornado swaying around, she still felt too hot for someone who was used to the coldness of hell.
She looked at the white sailing boat with a smile: If Savras hasn't come out to stop the two monsters, does he not plan to return to Joseph Garden?
Floating in the cloud house, feeling the endless primal power rushing toward her, Edna looked up at the white sailboat on the left and the Twin Towers on the right.
The devil's grand duke stood there with a smile on his face, and people still couldn't tell whether her target was Savras or Lady Pain... Even if they all guessed her identity, as long as she didn't say it herself, Toril
This is the only way humans and gods would call her.
This is the confidence of the strong.
Edna felt the endless pain in her body... Her bones and flesh began to reorganize under the pressure of the original power.
She was originally only 170cm tall, but suddenly she grew 20cm taller.
She watched as her fingers, which were originally full of traces, gradually turned white and traceless: all the hard study and hard trials had turned into thin cocoons, written on her hands.
Edna held her hand quietly, trying to retain those lost memories.
She never thought that she, who had been following the instructions and using various medicines and oils to care for her body, hoping that she would be like the undead without any traces of time, would one day try to keep these things.
However, the original power never belonged to her, let alone listen to her words.
Then, the tumbling memories surged up in an instant and attacked her... Her mental sea fell into chaos.
Edna quietly observed her spiritual sea.
On the colorful network, she and the other two goddesses stood in a triangle... There was a magic circle flickering under her feet that she could not understand at all.
Edna laughed softly: It turns out that this is her most dangerous war.
As the personality with the shortest time, Midnight on Edna's left is incredibly tall... His face is full of struggle, and the corners of his mouth are pursed into a line. Midnight seems to be very dissatisfied with the current situation.
The black eyes on the other side were as illusory as if they didn't exist, but the smile on that face made Edna shudder a little after taking a look.
She quickly figured out the situation: Midnight was not very insistent on resurrection. She seemed to have seen clearly what had happened in the past and no longer wanted to be the helpless Mystra.
But she also wants revenge very much.
Behind that huge body, hatred for Cyric surged.
But she was a little hesitant because of those embarrassing pasts, and the feeling of hesitation was obvious.
On the contrary, Heitong, who has the smallest proportion of the soul, wants to see the light of day again... She is the one who is most satisfied with the current situation. No matter what the three slave gods have done, her love for Heitong has always been the same.
Savras cannot be controlled by Midnight, but Black Eyes is very confident that he can control it in the palm of his hand.
Edna quietly observed the two goddesses who were about to decide her life or death, and suddenly she smiled brightly.
"Midnight, another me." She whispered softly, "I really have wanted to see you for a long time.
I have a lot to say to you~
However, before that, let’s send Ms. Black Eyes back to the Magic Network to continue working as her network channel, okay?”
Midnight was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned her head to look at Heitong, her eyes instantly became ferocious... If it weren't for this guy, how could her life have reached this point!
Well...this activity at Qidian made me break my guard.
I really thought that as long as I voted, I could watch the extras
I really...have always been looking for things to scold, and I have never done it before!
Alas, I will add another update after I complete the update of the alliance leader.
When I have time later, I will write a free extra story.
hateful!
In the future, you must let others try this kind of activity before talking about it.