Chapter five hundred and thirty second interrupted tragic epic
Lansander took a look: "Tir is so willing to give up! Is that his divine incarnation? He can actually be sacrificed."
It seems that Chenxi also thinks that Tyr will not choose God's Descendant.
"But if he does this, what reason does he have for not taking action?" Aglaia said softly, "Isn't he the God of Justice who fights against evil?"
"Tyr is not that shameless, and there is no doubt about his insistence on justice.
But in the current star realm, there must be enemies that prevent him from paying attention to Toril." Lansander explained, "Even if Tyr wants to defy fate and save his paladin, there is nothing he can do.
What surprised me was just that he didn't remove this demigod-level paladin, not that he didn't take action.
In other words, this is also a manifestation of his inner justice!
If the Knights of Justice really had to pay a huge price, he would never choose to withdraw his divine incarnation.
And the demigod below should also agree with this choice.
He was willing to perish along with his knights.
However, these paladins believe in you! Relatives and friends have not told you what might happen.
Leave these people to you.
It's really interesting. In fact, it is difficult for the believers in Tire to trust a lord. The result of their study of the law is that they doubt all those in power.
So the Paladins of Tire have a bad reputation, that is, they first find guilt and then look for evidence.
However, in a place like Toril, although there are indeed some unlucky people who are wrongly accused, most of them really deserve to die.
I quite agree with their determination to eliminate evil, but I don’t like the way they don’t distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.”
Hill glanced at Lansendre speechlessly, so the things your believers have done are almost more than those of the evil camp. That is to say, the starting point is good, so you, the Lord of the Morning, can continue to squat in the neutral and good position to watch the fun.
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Otherwise, the morning light would have turned into the setting sun long ago.
Lansendre didn't notice Hill's strange expression. He glanced at the family members of the Knights who were standing in the town and watching nervously.
The confusion on those faces proved their ignorance.
These Paladins of Tire really live up to their name of "Iron Can".
How can we talk about impartiality and selflessness at this time?
Aglaia suddenly said: "Why do they think the knights need to sacrifice themselves when I am here?"
"Embry, even that semi-holy knight can easily deal with it!" Ransander laughed, "It's not difficult to tear off a strip of kelp.
Even without this demigod, the established Holy Knights could drive her away.
You can only exert a weak divine power here, right? In fact, it is really not much different from the demigods under powerful gods.
Hill has always only used auxiliary spells.
They don’t want to drag you to death together.”
Hill turned his head, looked at the chaos at the bottom of the sea and smiled: "Unfortunately, I am not interested in watching any tragic epic. I should take care of my family by myself!"
For Barr, the majestic vitality in the town of Aglaia is his only life-saving straw, and he has to fight for it.
The worst result is to sacrifice the body you are currently using and continue to return to the darkness to wait for the next opportunity.
He didn't care about gold, silver and jewelry. After taking a look at the fleeing adventurers, Baal directly surfaced and walked directly to the city wall guarded by the paladins on the waves, with a ferocious smile on his face.
People watching on the road fled frantically.
Tables and chairs were overturned and the floor was in a mess.
But no one left the town, but most people flocked to the two temples to hide, and panicked faces appeared behind every window of the hotel.
The whale's cry suddenly sounded again. Aglaia stood up and pulled the wind chime hard.
Hill's voice echoed through the town: "Sometimes I really don't understand why when these evil forces appear, they don't just go through the open city gate, but first deal with the guards on the city wall.
Especially since we don’t even have a door here.
Do you think you can't show your strength without killing a few people?
The question is, how many can you kill?"
Barr and the Paladins looked at the road beside the city wall. The empty gap seemed to be grinning and laughing at them.
Barr roared angrily and rushed towards the deserted road.
The paladins looked back at the floating castle, their expressions were all interesting.
"No wonder among the three gods of death, only Bane is alive and well!" Hill sighed and waved his hand gently.
He was worried that the power to expel evil would also kill the hiding adventurers! They all smelled of evil more or less, and he didn't know if there was something wrong with the treasures.
A golden beam of light rose directly above the castle, directly hitting Barr who was charging crazily.
The brilliant beam of light was so brilliant that no one dared to look directly at it. When everyone bowed their heads and closed their eyes with tears streaming down their faces, there were only tragic wails outside the town.
"Ah! The sun! How can there be a sun!" Barr turned into black smoke in his piercing cry.
The black smoke fled in all directions, and most of it was ignited within the scope of the light beam. A creepy "sizzling" sound was heard, and each sound seemed to be accompanied by a wail that could be recalled in the soul. People with weak willpower
, already holding his head in unbearable pain.
But it had little impact on professionals. Hill just said mildly: "Those who can't stand it will be fine if they return to the temple."
He looked at the bottom of the sea with a serious face, as if a few black lines escaped along the trench.
A large golden wing appeared on Hill's raised hand again: "Don't chase him to the end, Baal has not yet reached the day of complete destruction. Give him a way to survive!"
The three gods of death are very clear in this regard, and they will not trouble you again.
But if he is completely destroyed here, things will be in big trouble this time.
If you waste the power of the Fate Tablet to save him, you will be hated by AO.
To be honest, although I am not afraid of that old guy, he is really annoying. We all doubt that he can communicate with the stone of destiny. Sometimes adding a few strokes is enough for you."
Hill calmed down and put down his hand.
This is no longer our own world.
There's no need to eliminate evil, and Toril doesn't need it either.
When Lansendre is not impulsive, he is quite reasonable.
I just don’t know why. Since he knew that AO might cause trouble, Ransander still wanted to talk about an old guy. If he would do such stupid things in the future, couldn’t it be that AO specially added a wisdom-reducing halo to him?
Anyway, things here in Hill are finally over. The paladins looked at each other for a while and then began to stand guard on both sides of the road. They knew that Hill would not allow these treasure diggers to enter the town.
The floating castle began to slowly move to the southeast corner, and Aglaia snorted coldly.
Hill looked at the water curtain and found that the adventurers were frantically picking up gold and silver jewelry on the ground. The only ones who didn't do anything were the leading young men.
Aribes of Neverwinter City was looking at her subordinates who no longer obeyed her orders with a livid face.
No, on the contrary, the thief didn't pick it up. He also had something on him, but it didn't affect his actions.
A thief who can guarantee the good alignment, even if it is chaos, has his strengths!
Not being greedy is a very good advantage at this time.
Barr should have amplified their inner desires.
No wonder his bloodline was so easily controlled by him.
From the beginning, the soldier was unwilling to come here, but those with weak strength can only be manipulated.
His heart must be full of desire for power.
One of Barr's methods of controlling his children is the locked path to advancement.
"Ignore those, Aglaia." Hill smiled, "I have opened the mystery lock. Those who have been to the Temple of Baal can no longer enter my town, not even the hotel.
But the road belongs to the Northland, and I have to let them go.
I've opened the secret lock. You can feel it carefully."
Aglaia responded softly.
The townspeople who found themselves safe began to come out one after another.
People in Faerûn have long been accustomed to this kind of sudden danger, and they don't take any drastic actions.
But their faces were full of disgust for those adventurers.
Everyone knows that Barr's appearance is inseparable from them.
Even though the lord was so powerful, he did not take action against the Baal Temple that was right in front of him. He must have been worried about unexpected troubles.
These outsiders came to dig for treasures without any care, without even thinking about how this might affect the lives of ordinary people!
"I have to go." Lansander looked at the people below with bright eyes, "I can probably guess who I will save."
He pointed with his big wings at the three people discussing something in the corner: a priest and a thief whom he had seen before, and beside them stood a man dressed as a mage.
That mage looks like he's from Silvermoon City.
They discussed for a while, and then the pastor pulled Eribes, who was standing on one side, pinching her waist, and the four of them rushed to the forest on the other side of the road, from where they went into the wilderness.
If you go north from the wasteland, you will reach Neverwinter City. If you go east, you can lead to Silvermoon City.
It seems that they all have good things and dare not leave by taking the main road.
Moreover, the man from Silver Moon City should be the leader of the team, but he chose to abandon his men and go on the road alone. It seems that he must have something great in him.
That’s not right. It is something very important to Silvermoon City, but the people in Neverwinter City don’t care.
Lansander waved his wings: "I'll go there first! My lovely believers are already waiting over there."
The wonderful figure of the sun peacock flew into the sky at high speed.
Several beautiful tail feathers fell on the terrace.
"This is a gift for the beautiful Aglaia." Lansander's voice was still ringing in his ears, but the sun peacock had disappeared from sight.
He's really fast.
However, Ransander actually noticed that Aglaia had been paying attention to his tail!
