After the little goblin made a scene, Hill lived a peaceful life.
However, Toril, especially the continent of Faerûn, could not be calm.
Goddess Edna was quite straightforward, and she directly regarded the hidden town as her holy land, and even left a clone to act as the mayor there in a strict manner!
Although she specially set her avatar to look like a child that was very different from herself, she was still a goddess after all!
The magic net mages fell into a state of confusion.
But they just don't know whether they should trek to the forest at the foot of the World's Spine Mountain to meet the mortal goddess.
The mages in the Twisted Tower of Shadow Valley fell into a dead-water silence. Compared to their teacher, they still remembered what they had done in front of Ms. Edna.
Even if the goddess doesn't care about the stupidity of these little minions...but they themselves do care!
Ordinary mages like them may have the opportunity to meet the goddess of magic once in their lives. As a result, the goddess is left with only a double-dealing face. One of the two faces says "Idiot" and the other says "Idiot".
What an idiot!
The seven Northland sisters, who no longer cared about the mood of their students, still stayed in Luskan. After suppressing the crying Charol, they tremblingly sent a letter of invitation to Mystra.
Although Mystra's Cyclamen Castle has a library that is open to mages all over the world... Although the goddess did not make any request, there is no floating ladder that can be borrowed from this floating castle above the clouds.
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There are only two ways to get up there: one is to fly yourself... Vehicles such as flying ships are not allowed to approach the Hidden Town area. All ships, even if they can fly, can only fall into the water after arriving here.
Passage.
The other is to ask the white dragons who live in the hidden forest to give them a ride.
However, the white dragons whose appetites have been enlarged by the undead know very well what it means to be a lion with a big mouth... Anyway, it is not natural for people who can't even fly by themselves to be slaughtered.
This is the library of the goddess of magic. Who would go there to read books that ordinary people can read if it is not necessary?
Therefore, Edna feels that the dissatisfaction of Ogma, the God of Knowledge, is completely meaningless. Her library is not for the public!
It’s just that she diverted more than half of the people who were willing to spend a lot of money for books!
As a god in charge of knowledge, as long as he sees the flow of knowledge, does he still want to make some money?
Really, an ignorant god.
Edna slowly moved her posture, looked at Azus opposite who looked confused and didn't want to speak, and said briskly: "Why haven't you come to your senses yet? Azus.
I invited you here to discuss how to deal with the Lich God... Why did you capture him!
Wouldn't it be better to let him escape to hell?
If the Lord of Hell hadn't been busy catching Savras, you probably wouldn't have been able to escape!
As soon as you take action, your divine power will become stronger!"
Azus looked at the beautiful face in front of him that was always familiar to him in some way, and finally calmed down: "How can that be done?
Savras... To put it bluntly, there are not many places where his priesthood is connected to the magic network. Toril's prophecy mage is not so much observing the starry sky as communicating with the tablet of destiny.
But Velshalun can't. In order to cut off Talos's hand that reached into the magic realm, we gave him certain permissions to the magic network.
Even if he could take it back, his soul would still be stained by the traces of the magic net.
What if you are swallowed by some big devil and invade the magic network?
Although the magic net is very strong, there is no need to take risks!"
Edna put down the hand that was supporting her chin, quickly retracted her bored expression, and said seriously: "I thought it was simple.
But, compared to that little trouble, your life is more important.
I have no intention of changing to the God of Mage."
Azus was stunned for a moment. Although he had known for a long time that even if they were the same soul, Edna's reincarnation was very different from Midnight, but being able to hear such a normal and rational superior speak was simply overwhelming to the white-haired old man.
Tears well up in my eyes!
Of course Azuth knew that Edna didn't value him that much, even though this body had blood inherited from him before... But in fact, after transforming into a divine body, the only thing that really matters is the soul.
Otherwise, these gods would not be reincarnated to find their own fathers and mothers!
Moreover, Azuth couldn't help but feel confused when he thought of his autistic son squatting in the Master Tower of Quesen Tower... He and Heitong were so wise, why was the son they gave birth to so stupid?
In order for a group of girls carrying the shards of Mystra to be able to produce a treasure of the Mysel Core level, all they asked was for him to remain silent, and he was not even asked to recall the noble students he had sent there before!
Couldn't he think about it the other way round, did Edna mean stronger benefits?
Azus couldn't help but shirk responsibility these days: Maybe it was Heitong's nature to always be suddenly carried away by desire, and it was passed on to their son?
But when he looked up at Edna's calm eyes, Azus sometimes felt that Leopold's stupidity was quite good this time.
Although he did not receive the most generous reward... Azuth had no idea where the person who could seduce him with the Mysel Core came from.
Who knows if Leopold had not been fooled, whether the space crack that Savras fell into would have opened next to him?
Then Azuth's son may directly become a snack for the Lord of Hell.
Azus, who could only think better, smiled slightly: "It is Azus' honor to serve the goddess."
Edna nodded with satisfaction: "It's been so long. Thanks to the God of Mage for working tirelessly to stabilize the magic network. I will never forget your contribution."
Azuth gently caressed his chest and saluted, and then said in a deep voice: "The Lord of Hell has swallowed Savras and may have access to part of the Demonic Network. After all, the Shadow Demonic Network has also returned to the Demonic Network. The dark part,
It’s easy to relate to him.”
Edna laughed: "Don't worry, we can maintain peace for the time being between Shar and I, and it will definitely not prevent her from reaching into the shadow power part of the magic network again.
As for Asmodeus, as long as he abides by the rules of the magic network, I will not stop him... Whether he can keep his sphere of influence can only depend on Shar himself, or in other words, the evil group headed by the goddess of the night.
camp."
Azuth almost doubted his own ears... This newly appointed goddess of magic knows how to let go better than Black Eyes!
If Heitong could achieve this step back then, why would various problems arise due to the rapid growth in strength?
In the end, she let her impulse overwhelm her reason, wasn't it because of her seemingly endless power?
I felt that even if I couldn't compete with AO, I would at least be taken seriously by him... As a result, I naturally had no choice but to leave.
It's not like those two twin goddesses, people don't care about a tool that can be changed at any time.
Azuth suddenly found hope again: his career as the God of Mage seemed to be able to continue normally... During the years following Midnight, sometimes he was so desperate that he felt that he might as well just die.
He couldn't help but feel the joy from the bottom of his heart. He grabbed the long white beard on his chest and said with a smile: "That's right, we just need to ensure the safety of the magic net.
As for who is using it...who cares!"
AO doesn't care about it anyway.
The God of Mage looked around at the greatly changed castle... The first thing Edna did when she returned to Joseph Gardens was to make the palace exactly like her beloved Cyclamen Castle.
And the place where she received the Mage God was the Great Library.
The bright but soft light of the Joseph Garden shines directly into the library.
Surrounded by countless magic books, Azuth let out a sigh of satisfaction.
He finally has a decent and normal boss!
Some people smile because they got a good boss, and some people feel like crying because their boss went crazy.
Although he saved his life in the successive turmoils, Olaskos Balsol, a loyal follower of Helm, lost his will to live.
He was wearing armor and floating on the sea... He was born in the navy and had swimming skills in his body.
As a strong warrior, Balthor would not take the initiative to give up his life. However, the reality that he had not been able to bite a shark after so long made him fall into sadness: Did even the sharks in Embry feel that...
Heim believers, even the flesh on their bodies has the effect of mentally retarding?
The ocean current flowing through Chult slowly carried him to the north. Balsol met the first ship that passed by him and stopped... It was not that no ships passed by him during this period, but it might be the bright red on his armor.
The emblem of the patron saint is too obvious, and the ships passing by him basically choose to speed up and go around.
"Eh? Is that guy... the shop owner who watched Haim and Cyric sleep with his own eyes?"
It turns out to be the ship of the undead!
That's normal. They never shy away from anything, and they don't worry about believers who have lost their gods going crazy. Even though the content of their words is still so wicked, they specifically attack other people's pain points.
Eh? Balsol was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up: "Wait a minute!
You guys...could it be possible that my Lord's part was also put on that giant screen?"
"Huh?" An undead man with a red body looked down at him from the side of the boat, "Of course it will be broadcast in full screen for such a great fun!"
"I have noticed!" Balsol said through gritted teeth, "I even asked my lord to search the surrounding area with his divine power. There is no trace of the undead at all!"
"Ah! You're talking about the photographer!
Shar took the photo." The undead told the truth in a calm tone.
Balsol felt his eyes go dark, and his head felt like thunder... As a former audience member, he knew that the giant screen of the undead could be played repeatedly.
The most important thing is that the most talkative goblins in Toril are all in Aglaia.
Is there any hope for his main god to come back to life?
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