After confirming that the enemies of this world include the existence of shadow evil spirits, as well as the shadows of some of her controlled shadow evil spirits... and there is also an Igwilf who will definitely cause trouble for her, Lansander found a balance point.
Even though he is still worried that Shar will cause trouble for him on the road to Amaunata's destiny, Lansander can be sure that Shar will not go too far.
Unless Shar can instantly suppress the Shadow Evil and the Witch Queen in this world, he can even find the flaws in his own Shadow Evil as quickly as possible that can be exploited and controlled by the opponent.
However, they both understood that this was simply impossible.
Especially Shadow Evil.
If they still believed that Shar had no way to release them from that isolation space and could not help them in any way, then Igwilf, a witch whose strength was not as good as Shar's, had the strength to let them
Having a certain amount of respite and even a chance to get out of that cage only proves that Shar has given up on them.
She didn't give up yet, and left someone to monitor their every move.
Although it is possible that these words were just used by Igwielvo to deceive them, but with Shadow Evil's extreme and rare thinking ability, they could not think of other possibilities.
As long as Igvirvo has no good intentions towards Shar, Shar, the daughter of the night, will instantly turn into one of Toril's annoying twin moons.
After Shar confirmed that there were traces of Shadowmen among these bloodline sorcerers, this was the reason for her sudden change of attitude... She knew very well how much trouble the enemies from the same origin would bring to her.
Not to mention, the most important thing for her now is to lock the door to the Shadow Realm tightly, then search her own territory, and never capsize in her own home.
Even though Mystra has been updated to the current Edna, the Midnight story remains an enduring joke in Toril.
In the annual drama of being stabbed to death in her own home, Shar absolutely does not want to become the heroine herself.
However, once she knew that there was a possibility that a shadow demon could be controlled by an outsider... Shar had to think of the rebellious and unjust idiot Mask in his family.
Although that guy spends most of his time trying to trick others, once he backhands himself, he will be trapped in a huge hole!
She doesn't even have the Shadow Magic Network anymore, and her only comfort is the complete shadow world now... If those bastards are allowed to create a few big holes for her... Shar can already feel the strong feeling from the soles of her feet to the bottom.
The anger rose to the top of my head!
Although this guy Lansendre looks stupid, he always responds very quickly to these important matters.
He was sure that Shar had to go home to clean up, and also had to work hard to find out what others said, and then had to deal with Igvirvo's provocation... Therefore, he felt that Shar didn't need to care too much, right?
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Shar quietly blended into the shadows, staring at the shining golden peacock with gloomy and cold eyes.
It was a sunny day, but Hill, who was holding the juice cup, couldn't help but tremble... It was so cold! He'd better change to a cup of warm honey lemonade.
Lansander turned around suddenly, the smile on the fluffy bird's face was full of flattery: "By the way, Shar, do you need help?
For those bugs in the shadows, my Dawn Fire is very useful!"
Hill felt the slowly warming hall, gave up the idea of changing himself a glass of water, and stared at the big peacock that suddenly reacted with the corner of his eye.
Lansander felt the atmosphere take a turn for the worse, and immediately figured out what happened. Hill didn't find it strange.
But it's a bit incredible that he would suddenly act like this.
"Are you, are you crazy?" Even Shar didn't even bother to think about how to deal with him... It was really rare to be able to frighten the daughter of the night to the point of stuttering.
Lansander flapped his wings: "I don't intend to participate in Toril's next destiny for one second."
He tilted his head and said a little unhappily: "Those who AO wants to do this time, if I accidentally save anyone because of my participation, it will be disgusting to me for ten thousand years!"
"Toril, what happened again?" Hill glanced at the battle on the giant screen... The 'Old Sanda King' is indeed the female war goddess with the strongest endurance. The more she fights, the braver she becomes.
Among the warlocks sent by the mastermind behind the scenes, some are already at level 15... The seventh ring should be the limit that he can send out to test the enemy.
Of course, this does not mean that he does not have eight rings or even nine rings in his hand.
But it would be nice to have one or two of those killer weapons in this refugee camp.
Based on Hill's observation of these warlocks, even if they are nine rings, they will never be able to achieve the level of 'elderly Sanda King'... Of course, this will only be possible if the female priest can handle it after joining these seven rings.
Just have to live in it.
The 'Old Sanda King' does indeed seem to be reaching his limit...if he didn't know that he was a priest and had a killing move like the Emerald Book.
She was really powerful. When she discovered that the seventh-level warlocks rushed out among the mid-level warlocks in front, she deduced that these enemies had reached the end of their strength.
As long as she kills these guys...of course, she has to do it reluctantly...the final big boss will naturally appear.
Hill could feel the uplifting spirit of the 'Old Sanda King'... After all, this lady personally tested the attack and defense power of the seven-ring warlock.
Although she looks very strong, it's not so strong that she can't break through her defenses.
After all, no matter what she said, she gave up her breast power and chose the special profession of fist!
Until now, she has not even used Fist Fighter's auxiliary spell that can increase attack power!
If the enemy is really related to Shadow Phantom, Shadow Evil or even Igvirvo, Hill estimates that the 'old Sanda King''s method of hiding his profession was not completely successful.
But if the enemy thinks that the 'Old Sanda King' is hiding only a sacred profession... then this can be considered a success.
After all, although the Fist Fighter has good attack power, it does sacrifice a lot of healing ability... It's not that they can't add blood, but that their blood-increasing CD is very long, and the spells they cast will also be those of normal priests.
several times.
As for how many, it depends on the level of the boxing fighter's divine grace.
But generally speaking, boxing fighters only repair themselves slowly during the battle, and those overly grand sacred spells are rarely used... With that kind of skill, it is better to hit the enemy with one hundred and eighty punches.
Although it can increase one's health,...it's either that it doesn't increase, or that it requires half an hour of practicing the priest profession.
If the other party is sure that he can instantly kill the 'Old Sanda King', or that he can knock down all the lady's defenses with one move and beat her half to death, then he will definitely show up in person.
Hmm... Hill thought a little doubtfully, not sure if this BOSS could force the 'Old Sanda King' to use the ultimate move, the Emerald Green Book.
Judging from the current situation, the 'Old Sanda King''s instant bonus will probably make this BOSS angry to death.
After all, his previous temptation was wasted in an instant.
Lansander and Shar would perform a small theater here because they discovered this.
Of course, Hill didn't think the scene they just had was real...otherwise he wouldn't have been having fun all the time.
The two of them communicated by provoking each other on the left and counterattacking on the right.
In other words, exchange each other's bottom line and the price they can pay to see if they can reach an agreement on some aspects.
Although Hill was a little nervous at first, it was absolutely abnormal for the two of them to have so many situations without Selune.
His shortcoming is that he doesn't think about it at all, and he doesn't realize that something is wrong, and he doesn't even think about what happened.
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"Can I still hold back in old age?" Of course, 'Xueyunfeng' also discovered the key point.
"What good things are you thinking about?" the 'Perfect Baldhead' asked seriously, "It's very rare to be able to survive such a long time in old age without going crazy!
What you need to consider now is whether it is the Emerald Book that she needs to expose later, or... her special identity."
The magical skills of the 'Old Sanda King' are actually nothing special, but her intelligence and spiritual points, which are enhanced by Edna, and her ability to directly release the highest magical skills by just saying two words, are the most terrifying.
of.
In other words, this game is all about large-scale battles, and there are no small battlefields of 5 vs. 5 or 20 vs. 20. Otherwise, the "old Sanda King" will definitely be banned from participating by a group vote.
Then, there is the Emerald Green Book... Lansander is really a good god, and he does not prohibit the 'Old Sanda King' from using this artifact in the war of the undead.
If it were William...forget it, William wouldn't let the undead play with such a powerful artifact.
"Speaking of which, for the elderly to be able to get that thing, does Lansander want her to collect all the books?" 'Xueyunfeng' put down the tablet in his hand and asked seriously.
"Yes! It's a pity that we walked a lot in Toril and only found a fragment of a chapter, and we almost got into a fight with the old guy from Halrua." 'Perfect Baldhead' said with sadness.
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"Haha~ You almost got into a fight with them, weren't you because you asked them if they were not qualified to hide in the town?" 'Xueyunfeng' smiled noncommittally, and then quickly got to the point, "If you can communicate with the elderly,
Remember to let her use the Emerald Tome here."
"What do you mean?" The 'perfect bald man' was still confused, but his hands had already completed the task quickly.
"Although these people are very capable of hiding themselves, and they really haven't violated Jos's taboos, I still feel that they have been too successful in hiding themselves." 'Xueyunfeng' raised an eyebrow.