Edna turned to look at the fireworks on Luohu again, and asked hesitantly: "Are you going to... see Demogorgon?"
"I am only responsible for the Styx." Kelemvor quickly replied, "Jergal, you didn't give me the task of guarding Toril."
Then he turned to look at Luohu, which was still exploding: "Although the fireworks are very beautiful, you can't see them at midnight.
It's impossible for me to take her sleeping and watch the fun alone."
Edna's lips twitched slightly: "Then take her back quickly!
Let’s get settled for midnight first.
After all, when Amaunata couldn't hold on anymore and started asking for help from Toril, even if Jergo didn't want to join in the fun, she couldn't.
At the very least, you all have to join forces."
Kelanwo glanced at Edna, and was thinking about saying thank you. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a female voice coming from behind: "Can you leave quickly?
Edna has important things to do!
What time are you delaying?"
The soul fire in Kelanwo's eyes jumped... Of course he knew who the mortal was who dared to do such an incredible thing during a conversation between two powerful gods.
But he intended to thank Edna, not to antagonize her for a little offense.
Moreover, although the undead have always had a wild and uninhibited style of doing things, they have always had a bit of respect for the gods of Toril... They only gossip behind their backs.
It seems that Edna and this undead are indeed in an emergency.
Then there is no need for him to say the thank you speech he had planned... He has no interest in repaying kindness with enmity.
Kelanvor, who had thought about all this in a flash, simply said thank you, performed a knight's salute, and disappeared in an instant with the beautiful red cyclamen.
However, it was her Alvia who rushed to Edna's side first.
The White Dragon Queen, who had been waiting on the magic ship, looked at her friend who had turned into a god body over and over again: "Ah! Nothing happened at all, how good it is!"
The 'Old Sanda King' came over and said, "Are you really going to say any kind words to that guy? I'm worried to death! I'm afraid you won't be able to finish the fight today.
A three-on-two battle between gods!"
Edna smiled: "But luck is on my side~"
I don't know whether I should say she is lucky.
Edna's enemies all like to play tricks, and they do have many tricks.
To be honest, if she was really a simple and innocent little girl with no memory, she would definitely end up miserable.
It's a pity that she really has no memory... However, even if she has the memory of midnight, Edna feels that it is of little use.
If that guy had that kind of IQ, to be honest, she and Kelanvor wouldn't have had to fight each other back then.
On the contrary, she has no memory, and she has been influenced by various secrets on preventing fire, theft and men. It is really difficult for her to be fooled.
How to guard against the use of various drugs, and how to see through the hypocrisy hidden in all kinds of sweet words, the undead have been trying to teach her since she was twelve years old.
Boys and girls have different priorities... After integrating the two, Edna lived a particularly sober life.
As for conspiracy, no matter how vicious or cruel it is, as long as Edna doesn't fall for it, it will all be in vain.
If An He hadn't wanted to trick her in the end and leave the dark side of Xia Ruisi to confront them, he might have been able to hold on for a while.
After all, his own combat power was completely incomparable to the two-headed insect flying arrogantly in the air next to him.
As for Kelanvor, as a ferocious knight who could use his avatar to rush into the abyss to kill, it was easy to deal with a parallel import like Anhe.
If Edna hadn't been anxious to end the battle as soon as possible, Edna wouldn't have had to help... at most it would have been a few more hours.
However, Edna also understood why he was so anxious.
For Anhe, as long as he has no chance to control Edna, there is no point in holding on any longer.
He doesn't have the confidence to directly suppress the Lord of Death and the Goddess of Magic who have joined forces... If he has this ability, what kind of conspiracy is he planning?
"The battle on the ocean is over, Lao Gou said. What happened over there in Luohu has nothing to do with you...that's Shar's business.
Hydra is now working to suppress the Chult Peninsula's crust.
He also seems to be waiting for Manx.
So, it should be nothing to do with you, right?" the 'Old Sanda King' asked quickly.
Edna smiled and nodded: "As long as I don't volunteer, it'll be fine."
"Then what are you waiting for?" The 'Old Sanda King' patted Alvia's big paw, "Hurry up, let's go back to the hidden town together.
Magic goddess riding a white dragon, let’s go!”
Edna's face burst into her brightest smile, and of course she understood what the Sanda King meant.
Waving her hand, she summoned a whirlwind and sent herself and the 'Old Sanda King' to Alvia's back. Edna shouted happily: "Alvia~ Let's go home~"
The slender and beautiful white dragon ran a few steps quickly on the ground, flapped its wings, and flew directly to the north, leaving Chuart, who was still shaking, behind.
"It really doesn't matter if you don't stay in Chult, right?" the 'Old Sanda King' asked a little worriedly.
"Of course not." Edna said softly, "As long as I don't want to compete with Shar for unnecessary things, then no.
It’s just that many people think I won’t give up those things.”
"What is it?" the 'Old Sanda King' tilted his head and asked, "Does it have something to do with your future?"
"Faith." Edna said simply. She believed that the Sanda King understood why she didn't mess with it.
"That thing~" the 'Old Sanda King' thought for a while before saying, "In Trasil's mind, it is honey mixed with poison.
But in Toril, I see many gods drinking it."
"The world is too cruel." Although she was talking about a serious topic, Edna's eyes seemed to contain strong joy. "Besides, here in Toril, faith is not considered poisonous. After all, most mortals are not.
What do you mean sincerely?
And many gods don't care whether their personalities change.
At most I'm a little disgusted, but I can't say it's unusable."
"So, here is honey mixed with shit?" the 'Old Sanda King' said harshly.
"Ah... although as the manager of the Magic Network, I don't plan to learn the style of Black Eyes to create sources of various beliefs for myself. Naturally, there will be no exclusive church in the future." Edna said without blinking.
"but……
Forget it, you are actually right, but think about playing Shar the Faith."
The 'old Sanda King' blinked: "Shar, isn't she the original goddess? What kind of faith does she want?"
"Well..." Edna suddenly showed a sly smile, "You see, she and her twin sister have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years... but her sister directly fell to a weak divine power.
Even if she is still strong, she will definitely be injured!
Therefore, even if the honey is unpalatable, she still has to swallow it to replenish some blood for herself."
The 'Old Sanda King' finally realized what they were talking about: "Can Shar see this?"
"William should be able to see everything that happened to you, right?" Edna turned her body, half-lying down, and put her head on the shoulder of the 'Old Sanda King', "It depends on whether he wants to tell you or not.
That’s an adjective.”
"Oh~~" the 'Old Sanda King' said in a long voice, "Don't worry about it, lovers! They always have to face various choices."
Alvia couldn't help laughing: "Being the main god of your undead tribe will lead to a miserable end!"
"Tch~" the 'Old Sanda King' patted the scales in front of him, "Huh? Alvia, what happened to your scales? Why have the edges changed a little?"
"There is no way, the other side of the contract became the goddess of magic." Alvia sighed and said helplessly, "So, my soul is dyed with her color.
I just hope I won’t turn into a purple dragon in the future… I hate amethyst dragons~”
"How is that possible?" Edna laughed, "At most it turns lavender in some places, and the glow of the magic network is blue-white!"
"Eh?" The 'Old Sanda King' suddenly remembered, "Where's Alausato? Have you gone to the hidden town first?"
Alvia said calmly: "After he saw his blue scales, he was a little shocked. He was autistic holding the little white dragon in Aglaia!
Don't worry about him, the male dragon will always have this kind of virtue... He had expected it early, but he still couldn't accept the reality when things happened.
Just wait until we arrive and let the undead call him.
If he gives up completely, he will become honest!"
Edna and the 'Old Sanda King' hugged each other and laughed... Perhaps what Alausato was complaining about was Alvia's ambiguous words?
I guess it's all reality when I think about it now, but he definitely didn't mean the same thing when he heard it.
But this is a little fun between husband and wife, and there is no need for them to meddle in other people's business.
Edna just stood up lightly and looked at the shining amethyst castle that was becoming more and more obvious in the night, floating over the hidden forest, with a look of excitement and emotion on her face.
"It's exactly what I thought." She suddenly smiled and said, her beautiful black eyes flashing fluorescently, "I thought I would never have the chance to say this!"
Then her eyes widened.
Singing lines came in the wind: "Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you, dear Edna~Happy birthday to you."
A simple melody with repetitive lyrics, but it was a blessing sung by millions of people at the same time.
The undead who had finished the battle...the undead who had watched Edna grow from a little girl to today, came specially to sing a happy birthday song to Edna.
As the White Dragon Queen flew closer and closer, the Amethyst Castle was lit up layer by layer.
The handsome Lord Aglaia, wearing a white silk robe, stood at the front of the island and looked at them with a smile, his long blond hair fluttering gently in the night wind.
The Black Rose family members were standing behind him singing loudly.
The undead chose to leave this most obvious place to them who were about to say goodbye to Edna.
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