Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 581

Hill hesitated for a while before realizing what Lynn meant.

The various gods and forces on Toril are terribly chaotic. With so many things in the North Land in the past two years, he is very worried about pulling himself in and is very careful, so he doesn't pay much attention to the troubles in other places.

What Linn was talking about should be Sambia on the beach of the meteorite in the southeast corner of the Faerun continent. It was too far away, and Hill didn't care much.

In fact, it was because he knew that no matter how these gods worked, Toril would still exist for at least 100 years. As for the unlucky civilians because of the battle between these gods, Hill wouldn't even be able to keep the people around him!

He had heard those things, and he was powerless, with only a sigh.

But Lynn is different from Hill. He is very concerned about events that will affect Toril's survival.

That incident indeed made the whole world alert to Su Lun.

In 1973, a high-ranking ghost priest of Shar, in order to search for a divine artifact called Yiye Qianhua, sneaked into Ye Hongcheng, where the good gods sect had an absolute advantage, and had a fierce confrontation with the Sulun Church.

What people didn't expect was that under Sulun's instruction, her church gave up resistance, allowing Shar's high-ranking priests to **** a thousand petals a night.

This directly led to the fact that in 1974, another priestess of Shar used this artifact to summon a ghost storm, which not only completely destroyed the capital of Sambia, but almost turned the entire Toril into nothingness.

During that time, Hill was busy with the dragon egg, so forget about it.

In his impression, Toril would be in danger of extinction after a while, and it was really not worth his troubles.

It can only be said that it's no wonder that Shale Mingming discovered that Su Lun's incarnation had come to Hill, and only came to ask about Su Lun's intentions instead of directly shooting.

Hill originally thought that Shar was conspiring to deal with Mystra and didn't have time to deal with these matters, but could it be that she owed her sister's love?

Let's not talk about the immortal world, the one-night thousand-petal shadow high-level artifact is indeed very useful for Shar.

This artifact allows her to be unstoppable in the shadow world.

No one knows Suren's motives. For bystanders like Hill, the only significance of this incident is to allow a church called Crescent Pact to re-germinate long after being eradicated by Suren Church.

Originally, the Suren Church had destroyed almost all records about the Crescent Moon heresy and the Crescent Covenant. However, Suren's inexplicable letting go of that time caused many people to pick it up again. "Suron and Shar are actually the same god." , It just represents a different aspect.

The destruction of a country's capital means the loss of innocent people. Only people like Lynn will think about it. Like Hill, everyone else is more concerned about whether this new sect will be destroyed again.

There will be many things that need to be rethinked, such as whether Shar and Suren can really never coexist.

If Suren starts to give in to Shar on certain things, no one knows whether the sisters will join forces in the end.

Hill lowered his head and said nothing. Although he could understand Lynn's hatred of the Silver Moon Goddess, he couldn't feel that way at all.

He is like an ordinary person on a business trip in a war-torn area, only concerned about the safety of himself and his family and friends, and the misfortunes of others. He sighed and won't think about it anymore.

"It's good if she is willing to take action," Lynn murmured, "At least it can be proved that she is only soft to her twin sister, not in sympathy with the darkness."

Hill glanced at Lynn and realized that he really thought so.

This is the meaning of the 'Creation Double Moon'. The Toriels can tolerate the twinkle of the sisters, but they can't accept that they are all turned into darkness.

Probably they also understand that although AO is the creator of the world, this pair of sisters is the source of light and the earth, a symbol of the original power, and will never truly fall.

Hill touched his ring and changed the subject: "Those people are very obedient this time! I thought you would have to stay down for a long time to arrange them all!"

Lynn looked up and smiled: "Hill, that's the gods fighting the legendary priest holding the artifact.

It is very rare for the Toril people to have a place to escape when encountering such a terrible disaster.

They will cherish it very much and will never let themselves have the chance to be kicked out.

Before encountering this kind of battle with gods that might destroy a city, except for the most pious believers who might be protected by some powerful temples, others can only fend for themselves.

The believers in Miriel are lucky. After all, our lord **** is useless, but his temple is always next to the temple of knowledge.

Hill, I have been in the Silver Moon Alliance for hundreds of years, and when I had to seek refuge in the temple five or six times.

So, sometimes, I also feel that Toriel's ordinary people are too bitter...

Elves do not deal with ordinary people who are not professionals, and even low-level professionals are unwilling to pay attention to them. Before, I only thought that they had eyes above the top, and it didn't take long for me to understand it after coming out.

Human life is too fragile.

In many cases, after leaving for ten years and looking back, I can only look at their graves. "

His tone was full of sighs of nonsense. Hill blinked, and suddenly remembered a document he had read. The average lifespan of Toril is only about thirty years old.

Even a nobleman, if he doesn't have the power, he can only get a chance to survive in the danger created by high-level professionals. When encountering a sudden move by a god, he can only be completely destroyed.

Otherwise, why is Silvermoon City so commendable? Why is Ellastro to be promoted to such a high position, most of the ordinary people in them can live to more than 40 years old, and some people can even see the appearance of old age.

He feels like he has found another bad topic.

Lynn shook his head: "It's me who is not good, these things have nothing to do with you, and shouldn't ruin your mood.

I heard Seraph say something about you. As a descendant of Trashir's god, you really can't interfere with Toril. "

Hill smiled: "Torrel is nothing else here, but the relationship between these gods is too complicated, I don't understand it a little bit, so it's best to be nosy."

There is absolutely no greed.

After just a few years of work, he has seen how many artifacts of Toril!

It is estimated that many people have lived for hundreds of years, not as many as he has seen in the past few years.

Hill suddenly remembered something and took out a rag from the ring: "This... the human portrait I got when I was in Icewind Valley should be a human portrait of the former Mystra. It should be a conspiracy and The remnants left after the betrayal were treated as useless magical wonders."

"The one in the Windsong Tower by Mis Zhuno?" Lynn took it, frowning and glanced at it, "It is indeed that, how could the ghosts go to Icewind Valley? Random Dimensional gate?"

Lin had the same idea as Hill, you know, his magic ship is fast, and it takes half a month to go back and forth from here to the other side of the High Wasteland. It's even longer in Icewind Valley.

Before he left, those ghosts didn't have a clue!

When Hill got these things, he inquired a little. The mayor had been collecting these things for at least a month.

Lynn held the portrait in thought for a few minutes, then stood up: "What they are looking for has been determined to be the scroll of the color-resistant scroll. The princes of Ghost City who have not obtained it will definitely not keep secret.

Now many people on the mainland are looking for that winner, and many old guys who have been hiding for thousands of years have come out.

I went to the harpist to send a message. "

Lin En raised the oil painting fragment in his hand: "Do you want this thing?"

"That is something that only devotees of the goddess of magic can use." Hill shook his head, "I took it and pressed the warehouse, why don't you sell it?"

Lynn laughed: "Of course, I will definitely help you sell a good price!"

The three words "good price" made him gritted his teeth, and Hill understood that the **** of Miril had indeed turned his face with Mistral, so there was a dispute within the harpist, and now it is either splitting or quitting. The stage.

However, the time of the gods is different from that of humans, and I don't know how long it will take to argue before the outcome.

And with the two subsequent falls of Mystra and the final abandonment of her past beliefs ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ this dispute also ended.

However, it is indeed a good way to embarrass Mystra while adding trouble to those guys in Ghost City. Hill actually thinks so, but he can't do it himself.

After all, when he went to Silvermoon City, both Mistral and Alasdro were very kind to him.

If there was only Ellastro, Hill felt that he would really not be disgusted with this magic goddess.

Suddenly there was a huge wave of divine power in the eastern sky, and Hill couldn't help but probe it.

The silver moonlight exploded, and Su Lun actually went crazy.

Did the necromancer of Fort Sandil dug the cemetery of her original holy city? They came from the highest wasteland, as if they did pass there.

The priests and believers of Suren have always loved beauty. Even if their souls will return to Suren's kingdom of God in the most perfect appearance, they don't like that their bodies will rot, so they always use a secret method to keep them. The immortality of the corpse.

The dark sky can indeed isolate the moonlight from guarding those cemeteries.

Hill opened his mouth, and he saw a very rare sight: Suren's battle mode, the furious war **** Serene.

The tall silver-haired woman wearing silver scale armor and holding the April scepter is constantly emitting a faint blue-white moonlight. With each wave of the heavy scepter, moonlight travels under the dark sky.

The undead were struggling to slash and kill under the light of the moon, but they bypassed a semi-circular moonlight shield, which contained a group of sluggish female zombies.

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