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Chapter 1291 The upcoming final battle

 "Yes, Anhe can." Lansander also felt that this Velko should be the Mulhorandian war god who was famous for fighting against the sahuagin and protecting the fleet.

Because of the characteristics of the god system, in Mulhorand, even if it is the God King's default choice, if you want to be named the God of War, you must go through a battle recognized by enough people.

At the beginning, Anhe chose for himself a glorious total annihilation victory against the sahuagin.

Thousands of years ago, it was when the sahuagin were at their most rampant, setting off maritime riots in several different worlds at the same time. Otherwise, Secora would not have become a medium-level god by relying on the sahuagin so easily... plunder

, hunting and tyranny, no one in Toril would choose him to believe in.

"Then, it is understandable that Sekola would be interested in the road of destiny." Shar said lightly, "Anhe has always had a relationship with him. Since he knows that he may take advantage of the opportunity, that guy will definitely not

Don’t join in the fun.”

"That victory?" Lansendre reacted keenly.

"Tsk~ When more than a thousand shark heads appear in Amberli at the same time, Anhe probably won't be able to protect everyone from harm and wipe out all the enemies.

As a result, thousands of people on those slave ships, including slaves, faced sahuagin who could easily kill the same number of shark heads, but their skins were not even scratched!" Shar smiled contemptuously.

He said, "Mulholland likes to play this superficial game."

"Thank you Charis?" Selune asked, tilting her head, "She knows everything."

"So, Kelemvor also guessed that there was something wrong with Velko, right?" Lansander looked at the strong man wielding a scythe on the giant screen and asked with confusion, "That's why he was so rude to that guy.

...Tsk, he also kicked the crocodile on the head.

Um?

The crocodile head and the cat don't seem to know that this Velko is one of their own!

The beating was very fierce!"

"For Anhe, the crocodile and cat are safe only if they are dead, right?" To Shar, this little calculation is simply boring and can be seen through at a glance.

"Isn't Xia Ruisi his lover?" Selune said in surprise, "If the Yongjin Pool hadn't played a role, shouldn't it be Xia Ruisi herself?

he……"

"That cat means shame to Anhor." Lansander understood somewhat, "Amn and Calimshan are actually places heavily influenced by Mulhorand... So, goddess,

They are no different from women, they are all personal belongings."

"Shameless." Selune spat out two words coldly.

The word 'freedom' has always been the most untouchable forbidden area for her.

Lansendre didn't care, he just wanted to know what was going on with Kelanvor.

The Lord of Death has always been famous for his stubbornness. Even if someone announces his name to tease you, he will be suspicious of his belief.

How is it possible to see through this person whose appearance and aura are absolutely no different from the serious Velko!

He, Ransander, wasn’t even sure!

"Does he need to think about so many issues?" Shar finally couldn't help but sit up straight, staring at Lansander and said, "From his point of view, even if Edna is not Midnight, she is the reincarnation of Midnight...

How could he be friendly to a man who was obviously trying to seduce someone with evil intentions?

Ransondel, I really doubt, have you ever really liked Taiji?

If you are doing something with Tai Ji, and a man suddenly shows up and is courteous to Tai Ji, is it possible that you have to consider his status and what is the conspiracy behind him? "

Ransander blinked: "But that's not midnight!"

Shar suddenly blinked and glanced at Selûne again... She suddenly realized that compared to herself, these two guys regarded Edna and Midnight as two different people just by relying on their intuition.

Even everyone knows that this girl is the reincarnation of Midnight.

Before today... they would occasionally talk about the two of them together.

But Shar still didn't want to say it directly.

After all, Selune's expression of scratching her head and scratching her head as she tried to figure out what the secret was made Shar so comfortable.

She didn't want to reveal at all that it was Midnight that Edna was holding in her arms.

For Kelanwo, it is impossible for him to mistake his soul mate... and in his heart, Midnight is the most popular one.

Therefore, even though Velkor's sunny smiling face and big white teeth were actually directed at Edna, Kelemvor would not think so.

Edna was actually a little baffled.

Although Kelanwo's surging passion is a bit scary, she can completely understand it... No matter how stupid this guy is, he can still understand the meaning of her and Midnight being separated into two.

From now on, the complex and confusing magic network will be Edna's business.

In the middle of his family's life, he could at most just take on a small job... such as Myriel, the God of Song,'s position in the knowledge system... and he would be free from then on.

You can stay wherever you want, even if you go to the Styx with him to stay for a hundred and eighty years, it will probably be fine... As long as the main god doesn't care, the subordinate god will have a higher degree of freedom.

Does Edna care what happens at midnight?

If she was that boring, she wouldn't give Midnight a chance at all!

Kelanwo is obviously ready to lose his partner... He is the one who knows Midnight best, and he understands his lover's stubborn character who would rather be broken than destroyed.

Even if a soul like Edna is mixed with the soul fragments of the first two magic goddesses in the magic network, Midnight will not want it no matter how good it becomes.

Forget about Mistry, the black pupils... Even if there is only a little bit, Midnight will probably look down upon it.

So he kept watching Edna.

I hope to watch the last moments of my lover before she completely disappears... Edna some time ago actually still had a feeling of midnight.

But when she came out of the cloud room, she was just Edna.

Kelanwo was so sad that he directly saw the soul crystal cyclamen. He was so happy that he couldn't think at all.

So when he noticed Velko's behavior, he didn't even consider that he was sleeping soundly at midnight, and he couldn't even see those two rows of snow-white teeth... If he wanted to show off, come on, I'll give you the cat, and I'll give you the crocodile too.

As neighbors in Joseph's Garden, the relationship between Mystra and Velkor is pretty good.

Although Joseph Garden is boundless, due to its strength and the three subordinate gods living nearby, Mystra is actually the number one force in Joseph Garden.

Although Wilko has a wild and uninhibited personality, he likes to hang out in the sea, and he will never fail to visit the leading brother in Joseph Garden.··

As a god from the good camp, both Black Eyes and Midnight have a pretty good attitude towards him.

But there is no deeper relationship... After all, the distance between chaos and order is definitely no closer than the abyss to the mountain of heaven.

Therefore, she couldn't understand why Velko suddenly acted so enthusiastic.

With this guy's personality, shouldn't he mess with Embry and Secora?

Shooting in the east and shooting in the west, tossing both sides together is the character of Velko!

That guy actually has a better relationship with Selune.

Edna suddenly frowned.

Something is wrong.

Valkor does hate evil, and he is also crazy when fighting, but... he is never ruthless, no matter who the enemy is.

Even if he is facing his biggest enemy Embry, he can still smile generously.

Instead of going to the bone like now, for fear that those two guys would die slowly.

Edna looked at the Sailor God carefully: he was wearing a pure blue coat decorated with gold braids and copper buttons, underneath a rich brocade vest and a white shirt with a ruffled collar and cuffs.

Then he wore particularly traditional knee-length trousers, stockings, boots with silver buckles, and a blue three-cornered hat trimmed with gold tassels and decorated with a large feather.

However, those brown eyes showed not bravery, but coldness.

Edna glanced at Kelemvor in a daze, who was wearing armor and a black cloak, and then turned to look at the north... Since the undead entered Toril, the costumes of the gods and their chosen ones have actually changed a lot.

Men wearing stockings have been extinct for several years.

After all, the mouths of the undead... They even described that thing as a man's foot wrap, which only idiots with a head full of water would wear.

Although the well-informed gods of Toril don't care about the opinions of the Trasil elves, they generally choose robes and armor wherever they appear.

There's no way Wilko doesn't know about this.

How could a god related to the ocean not pay attention to Aglaia?

Edna curled her lips. It seemed that her future neighbor might not have an incarnation.

I just don’t know who this guy is.

With so much hostility toward Crocodile Head and Cat Head, it couldn’t be Eunseul, right?

She glanced north again.

The undead who came here just now to pick up people told Edna that her cyclamen castle was almost finished.

The 'Old Sanda King' is also rushing towards her.

Edna took a serious look at the fake Velkor, and suddenly smiled and said: "Hey~ Kelemvor. If you can end the battle in half an hour and kill that Velkor together, I will kill the cyclamen in my hand.

How about letting you take it back to the Styx for a few hundred years?"

Velko suddenly raised his head and looked at her: "You! Mystra?"

"Ah! If I admit my mistake, I will go to you to apologize when I return to Joseph Garden, Wilko." Edna looked calmly at Kelanvor, who went crazy for a moment and suddenly showed a skeleton appearance.

The long black scythe even danced in the air with a circle of light.

"Isn't it...Vilko?" Sebek, who had been fighting silently, suddenly said, "Is it? Anhe!

You shameless guy!

Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"

"Bastard!" Wilko was caught off guard, and one of his hands was blown off by the crocodile head that suddenly exploded... If the black cat-headed shadow of Charis hadn't rushed up to block the damage for him, half of his body might have been injured.

Gone.


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