Monica was also confused, and then she shook her head quickly: "It has nothing to do with us."
"Interesting..." Manx laughed, "Didn't Amn keep trying to put his hand into Chult?"
"This is the territory of the Amn Navy and has nothing to do with our family." Monica said expressionlessly.
"Oh...it can't be Heim's subordinates, right?" Manx said thoughtfully, "But...how does a royal family like you, who can't even control the army, survive to this day?"
"Amn is not a kingdom to begin with." Monica said confidently, "The position of Speaker has been changed more than once... not all of them are from our Salem family."
"So, you brought Cyric's forces into Amn to deal with the followers of Helm who have too much presence in the army?" Manx said in a leisurely tone, "It was quite successful.
What a wonderful ending? Even the devil can’t imagine it.”
Monica immediately became vigilant: "Am has always respected the patron saint, how could he do evil things secretly?
This is the grudges and hatreds between gods, which mortals cannot match!"
She will never accept this accusation... Who knows whether the crazy Heim will kill them all first... At this time, even if he violates his priestly duties and kills all the Amn nobles
...and no one will stop them!
Isn't Cyric scary just because he's crazy?
But, at least Cyric is still afraid of death!
No one dares to provoke Heim now.
As long as this woman doesn't dare to deny that the Shadow Thieves were recruited by the Amn people themselves, that's enough.
Haha~
What a fool for actually trying to reason with the gods?
It’s a sin to hitchhike!
Heim just doesn't have time to think about that much... but she can help remind you that now, even if the remnants of the family that these guys didn't bring with them can take advantage of the moment when the world wall collapses to teleport into part of Sigil City,
It makes no sense anymore.
Those who remain in Toril will surely be destroyed.
Heim, there are so many voters still alive!
In order to regain their faith in their gods, these people will definitely deal with Cyric and his shadow thieves crazily.
As long as Heim believes that Amn, the Semler family, is the main reason why the Shadow Thieves got involved in this destiny, then there is no use hiding in Sigil City.
If you want to survive in Sigil, you need not only strength but also IQ, and Blade will not protect them from being deceived.
Based on the way the Sammler family does things, who would think they are smart people?
Manx laughed carelessly: "How come you are so smart now? Sure enough... you can still tell whether you are afraid or not, right?
Blade, in your hearts, must be the most powerful one in the multiverse, right?"
Monica's beautiful face couldn't help but twitch: "Dear Devil Duke, please forgive us for the mistakes we made due to ignorance."
Being willing to admit that you are stupid is really the most sincere apology from a mage.
For the devil, the emotion of regret...is also good food.
Unfortunately, the regret that Manx felt was not pure and not even qualified to be a snack.
She smiled inexplicably, and did not accept the apology, but changed the subject: "Could it be that the great god of prophecy has grasped the throat of fate again?"
Savras in the white sailboat obviously knew what was happening outside, but he didn't react at all... It's just that the prayers of the Halua mages seemed to be a little louder.
Manx frowned, a little confused about the situation.
For her, the most troublesome thing about the world of Toril is that except for her own conspiracy, the rest can only be guessed.
However, she didn't know if it was because the undead caused too many troubles, and many things were beyond her ability to guess.
After all, the devil does understand human nature very well... but the undead are really not human.
Although it cannot be said that all of them are naturally unpredictable types like Lansander and Selune, but are the discounted chaos gods not chaos gods?
The devil is lawful after all.
Manx certainly knows that the undead are also orderly... but that order itself does not fall into the category that Hell is accustomed to.
To understand it requires a lot of time and energy.
At least for now, Manx isn't interested.
She glanced at the white sailing ship, and continued to look at the undead who had started to attack Luo Hu with interest... It was so interesting that they chose to freeze the lake water and then move it to the burning forest instead of using magic directly.
Evaporate or transfer.
Although he seems anxious, when doing things, he still considers whether he can save the burning forest.
Tightly frozen ice is indeed more suitable than water for forests where lava is rolling down.
But there are no undead who stay in the forest to put out fires... They will help out, but they will not really dedicate their time completely.
Manx squinted her eyes and smiled... As soon as she saw a mortal's inexplicable choice, she would start to analyze the reason why the other person did what they did.
There is really no way.
However, according to her rough understanding of the undead, this was probably just a whim.
It would be better for her not to take it too seriously.
Although the method used by the undead is not the most direct one... the so-called big lake on the Chult Peninsula is only about the same size as Aglaia's Star Lake, and it cannot handle the simultaneous attack of millions of mages on the shore.
action.
"Isn't this the only freshwater lake in Chult?" 'Chirp Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai' looked at the lake water in his hand and turned around and asked 'Yuluo Fanchen', "How did those animals drink such poisonous water? I remember.
There were human tribes in the rainforest before, right?”
“The locals are probably more resistant to poison.” ‘Yuluo Fanchen’ said nonchalantly, “Isn’t it the same with our Caiyun Zhinan?
The mushroom feast of ethnic minorities, even if it is not the kind of lying on a board... people who do not live there will still fall down after eating it.
Those who only have diarrhea are in good health."
‘Chirp Wai Wai Wai’ nodded in understanding: “That’s because people who are not in good health cannot survive in a place like Chult.”
"Then the fish in this water are probably quite toxic... I have to say hello to the old dog. We can eat by ourselves, so we don't want to take Aglaia back and sell it." 'Chirp Wai Wai Wai' looked around.
The large group of people fishing for fish while freezing the ice said with a smile, "If you become famous for something like this, it's not worth it."
"It is estimated that there is corpse poison in it." 'Yuluo Fanchen' stared at the increasingly exposed dimensional space at the bottom of the lake, which had already revealed one edge, "Is it an undead lich? Is it Bane again?"
It seems that the connection between this dimension and Toril should be very close, so the shock caused by the spell plague only opened a door to this space that cannot be closed.
There was nothing the mages could do, since it was underwater anyway... The lake in Chult was so green that it was difficult to see even one meter deep... No one could spot it, so they simply added a magic door.
However, the undead completely emptied everything in the lake within ten minutes, and even the wet mud at the bottom of the lake was frozen enough to allow them to rush directly through it.
Bone Tower, which had remained silent all this time, had no choice but to react.
But as soon as a trace of black light appeared on the top of the tower, a terrifying explosion occurred.
"Xueyunfeng" who issued the "detonation" command looked at the blasted door and the rapidly amplifying black light, and quickly ordered: "Priest rains! Mage blows wind!"
The grand holy rain appeared directly around the blasted door, and was continuously blown into the door by the wild wind cone technique.
"Damn it!" A roar came from the Bone Tower, and soon a layer of pale and strange cold light appeared on the tower.
Although the black light at the top of the tower was initially suppressed by the rain that rushed in, it soon grew stronger and even began to slowly form a black ball of light, and its shape became larger and larger.
"Old man!" 'Xueyunfeng' quickly ordered.
The brilliance of the Jade Scripture shone... The light of dawn rushed in, not only knocking the black ball of light away, but even making the entire Bone Tower tremble.
Even the pale light disappeared directly.
"The chosen one of Lansendre?" The Lich in the Bone Tower said in a doubtful voice, "I...haven't reached the point where the followers of the Dawn come to visit me, right?
There are not many dead people here in Chult who believe in the Lord of the Dawn.
how?
Is Ransander...interested in the Magic Network?"
‘Xueyunfeng’ suddenly jumped up, clapped his hands, and said with joy, “I’m just saying, my judgment will definitely not be wrong!”
Then he raised the small speaker in his hand: "Listen to the lich inside! Here are the believers of the new goddess of magic. If you don't want to die with old Heitong, just come out and surrender honestly!"
Remember, shut your mouth first."
"Huh?" the Bone Lich said in disbelief, "There are still mages who believe in that madman at Midnight? She actually plans to prevent the evil mage from using the magic net?
Which mage can guarantee that he will always be neutral?"
"He doesn't even mention kindness." 'Xueyunfeng' couldn't help complaining, and then raised the small speaker and continued shouting, "First of all, our mage is neutral, which can be regarded as neutral in a place like Toril.
Be kind!
Secondly, the reincarnation at midnight is one of our own, so who cares about their trivial matters!
Come out quickly!
If you don’t come out, we will increase our tactics!”
"You...you have to give me some time? I need to be careful..."
"Careful!"
A rose-colored crystal ball spun and rushed into the door on the ground, hitting the Bone Tower and bursting out with bright golden light.
Accompanied by the pitiful screams from the dimensional gate, the ‘old Sanda King’ clapped his hands disdainfully amidst the horrified eyes around him: “Delay NM’s time!
Are you bored?"
‘Xue Yunfeng’ opened his mouth helplessly, and in the end he could only press his forehead with a look of helplessness: “Forget it, that can be regarded as a rejection anyway… Just treat it as a polite refusal.
Then...just start a war!
Priest, put a Holy Light Shield on the Knight!
Knights, prepare to charge collectively in one minute!"