Chapter eight hundred and forty-eight fortune tellers do not test themselves
Hill looked at the joyful scene on the giant screen, but his heart was full of questions. He couldn't help turning his head and asking the soft moonlight: "Dear Selune, why is the Lady of the Night so anxious to expose Ekaq?
Isn’t she worried that Amaunata will benefit from this?”
Selune asked in surprise: "I remember that you have a good relationship with the elements? When did they start doing things at a speed measured in days?
Of course, Shar must hurry up, as one day earlier may have caused Ekaq to be dealt with a year earlier."
Hill was silent for a few seconds before saying: "I thought the people on Toril's side were more impulsive... The people on Trasil's side were very casual in everything they did, and they rarely fought for so long... Generally speaking
, just decide the winner.
It’s rare to see them fight to the death.”
"Karim and Manon are different. They spent hundreds of thousands of years forging a deadly feud." Selune said nonchalantly, "Before the fight started, they also gathered their followers and fought for a long time.
The meeting... probably lasted about 34,000 to 40,000 years.
Finally, I made up my mind to make the other party disappear.
The elemental djinn are quite stubborn. Once they decide to openly become enemies, they will definitely persist until one party completely admits defeat.
But to really get to this point, it will take a long time
Otherwise, how could Ekak and the magma monster have a chance to kill the good prince of the fire element? Their meeting on how to fight the element of order against the element of chaos took too long and could not get a consistent result...otherwise Barry
Sitia will not be attacked because of her distraction, even the crystal core will be divided.
According to the Elemental World, it would take at least a hundred thousand years for her to condense her form again. Even the Elemental Princes thought it would take a long time.
Barestia is the fire elemental prince with the best temper, so she has quite a lot of friends. For so long, the magma monster has been dealt with quite miserably.
If they knew that the real culprit had not been found for so many years, they would definitely discuss a suitable way to deal with Ekak.
It’s just that the discussion may take a little longer.”
Hill smiled helplessly: "That's quite normal."
Selûne chuckled twice: "I knew you understood... Otherwise, how could Shar, who has always been procrastinating in doing things, go to the elemental world as soon as he got the news... When dealing with those big guys, you have to use the best methods.
Notice as quickly as possible and then forget about it completely, otherwise, even Shar may choose to take action himself."
Hill turned back in confusion...Selene also murmured what was in his heart: "Shar would be so active...could it be that she planned to communicate with Cyric through the elemental world?
However, our gods from Toril have never been welcome in the elemental world, and even Shar must have enough reasons to enter the inner layer.
But that's the only place where AO can't control it.
On the contrary, the old man has blocked the loopholes in the direction of the abyss and hell.
Has she found a way to free Cyric?
Will the old man acquiesce or imprison Shar together?"
Shar's voice sounded coldly: "There is no way to let him out. I just told him the story of Toril's recent turmoil and gave him a toothpick by the way.
I knew you would orchestrate me... How could I take the initiative?
At most, I can only give some small gifts to the poor dark sun who is imprisoned!"
Hill blinked: Shar came back so quickly!
But she specifically emphasized Cyric’s nickname... which means the evil shining dark sun!
Is Shar actually implying that Cyric is more hostile to Amaunata than killing Mystra again?
There are indeed many aspects of their clergy that conflict...but can Cyric think rationally?
"Huh? Eh~" Selune uttered a few modal particles expressing surprise before she organized her words, "So, where the old man closed Cyric, it was indeed possible to temporarily stop his crazy little mind?
Will he still run out?"
Shar said coldly: "It depends on what he chooses, but even if he comes out now, he will have more time to stay rational than before... AO really likes gods who can cause trouble."
Selune muttered unhappily: "Aren't you the one who can cause trouble the most?"
"That's nothing compared to you." Shar kept retorting directly, "In his eyes, I am indeed like this, but you are unexpected.
Surprises always make people happier, right?"
Hill estimated that Shar's sarcastic last words were meant for AO who was looking at Toriel.
Gu Fu
After all, these two sisters had the name of AO on their lips today, and the god who had been paying close attention to them probably felt itchy.
Hill quietly held the wine glass and drank his wine. AO didn't need his sympathy. After all, they were both his own cubs.
Selune snorted disapprovingly: "If Cyric goes straight to Mystra after he comes out, what will you do?
If Toril blows up again, I think you'll be imprisoned too.
Ah! No.
The old man has always been cruel to you... that is to completely seal the shadow world so that you can never come out again.
That's good, you can take this opportunity to swallow up Mask completely... Is Mask still the same person now?"
"Unless I find a way to make the chaos hound chasing Mask give up on him, I will not completely devour Mask." Shar said softly, "That thing smells of essence. I
I don't want an unkillable dog barking outside the Shadow Realm every day.
As for Mystra, if she can completely regain the magic network and let the continent that Abel and Toril exchanged be replaced when she returns to the Kingdom of God, then she can live well.
If she can't even do this... wouldn't it be her fate to die again?
At that time, the old man can't do anything to me...it's fate that drives me!"
Hill silently listened to the exchange between the two sisters, but he understood why Mystra died again just after she was resurrected... Abel only returned to the continent when she died for the second time.
But Edna can't be that stupid now... Hill really doesn't think that after being influenced by so many unique women, she will act like a love brain and willingly give birth to children for different men.
, even his own original power was separated.
This refers to the eldest daughter who was supposed to be born at midnight, otherwise she would not have been resurrected in her own daughter.
The powerful female professionals in Toril gave birth to many children, but no one would share their original power with their children... Just look at Alustriel, she left them only
own blood.
The same goes for Edna's father. He only inherited the blood of both parents, not the origin deep in his soul.
When Hill thought about this, he felt how miserable AO would be when he watched all that happened... He wanted Mystra to cut off his selfish thoughts and become a qualified tool god, not to do anything for others.
Wedding clothes.
The reason why he gave Midnight another chance was because he had to restore the two continents of Abel and Toril, not because he was truly kind.
Understanding this, Hill finally let go of his worries. His originally planned trip to find the Miser energy core had been postponed for several years... He was originally confident that he could lead the mission before the accident came in 1985.
Hiding in the demiplane of the star realm with a full harvest!
As a result, Shar and Cyric actually started trouble 10 years in advance.
Later, he also figured out that Cyric was indeed not affected by him and the undead, but Shar was different... Ever since the intersection between the Night Goddess and William, Toril's fate has become unpredictable.
.
After all, Shar's trajectory has never been on the Tablet of Destiny... It is impossible for the original Tablet of Destiny to predict these two creation goddesses.
Fortune tellers can never tell themselves.
Hill turned his head and glanced at the two goddesses who were still bickering... The things they were arguing about now were boring. They seemed to be rehashing old scores to see who caused more trouble to AO.
He really doesn't understand...is this something to be proud of?
Is AO now squatting in his own kingdom of God, stroking his white beard and sighing?
Anyway, as long as we don't really get into a fight, that's fine.
Hill tried his best to focus on the giant screen... He really didn't want to listen to those deceptive records.
The undead took in refugees for a full week... Although there were more and more people, they troubled the undead less and less.
Even if the gods and monsters turn a blind eye to the escape of these Calishans, those who can travel thousands of miles and cross mountains, seas and plains into Mir Forest are at best apprentice-level professionals.
So Harper Ivar Grimes happily welcomed many of his colleagues... Even though he had once suspected that some people were in the same profession as him, Harper would not cooperate unless something big happened.
This time he is sure of it, and it will just happen to allow him to recruit some strong men to help. In the past, managing hundreds or even thousands of people was not too strenuous for him, but tens of thousands of professionals...are still mainly male-dominated.
Lin Shanren, he is really too busy.
Hill also discovered this cold reality: among the Calimshan refugees, there were no more than 5,000 women, but they were all of a higher level, so they didn't worry about living in the same town as the male refugees.
Yes, a small town housing 30,000 people has appeared on the oval where the refugees are, and the houses have been transformed into single rooms, apartments and two-story buildings according to the conditions of these people.
It only depends on how much money you can spend to buy a house... If you can provide a 10-square-meter single room to someone who has nothing, you are already very kind... The undead are not here to save the world.
Moreover, the undead do not have the habit of dividing the camp into men and women... They are used to equality, and basically provide the same conditions to men and women.
But this caused a little trouble for Ivar Grimes... He really didn't want to deal with some messy things where a man whose lower body still dominated his mind at this time was beaten until his head was bloody.
