Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

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Is this how you, Trasil, manage your believers?

Who do you want to believe?

Devis felt that his head was suddenly overheated. He really couldn't understand how the undead could say such terrible words so lightly.

How could it be okay?

It's okay to believe in Mystra and Eilistraee at the same time, but to believe in Shar and Lathandel at the same time?

No one on the Wall of the Faithless is that crazy.

Edna glanced sympathetically at this mage who grew up in the place of faith in Chesenta Azus... I guess Devis will never be able to understand in this life what it means to follow your profession with your faith.

She grew up in the Hidden Forest, and she could barely accept the ways of the undead... Whichever god is useful to them, they are their followers.

Edna could feel that the strongest belief in the undead's hearts was actually themselves.

Because they believe in their own ability to live a satisfying life, they never place their faith in anyone.

At most, they agree with a certain god's point of view, but it is completely impossible for them to completely surrender themselves to a certain god.

Edna knew very well that even from Mystra's standpoint, she would not find such pan-believers disgusting, and they did not deny the existence of the gods.

Although it is a bit ethereal, when the undead talk about a god, they really think that he exists and has corresponding abilities.

This kind of general believer is much more useful than the kind of believer who doesn't need you at ordinary times, but wants you to save your life at critical times and give you some money to buy a house by the way.

So Edna never doubted the power of William and the god of time and space who never showed up.

Especially the God of Time and Space... If he has the ability to find a world with such a huge number of undead, he must have the ability to find more.

Nasr said nothing.

He thought DeVos was a bit silly.

What are the virtues of the undead? Is it that Shar doesn't know, or that Lansander doesn't know?

It was obvious that these weird elves used magic and spells, which were all loaded and used like magic nets. It was normal for them to be thrown away after use.

If any god can tolerate this kind of style, he can hang his magic scrolls on their magic net for anyone to choose!

For example, Ransander who doesn't care... he really cherishes his followers,

But he never cared about the conversion of his own believers.

After all, when young people mature, it is normal for them not to want to continue living a life of excessive passion... The people who convert most frequently and quickly in Toril are not the believers of the Lord of Death, but the Lord of the Dawn. !

He is indeed the Toril god who is most able to accept the chaotic belief of the undead...not counting the elven gods.

It is inevitable that Rose will betray Corellon... A person who wants everything and refuses to throw away trash... A person who doesn't even care about the conversion of voters, just be happy.

Damn it, there are so many elven goddesses, why does Corellon fall in love with Rose?

Maybe they think they complement each other...but if the supplement is too big, why don't they just fry it?

Nasr glanced at the Trasil elves outside. These undead just added a little more to the chaos of the elves.

The Toril gods can endure much more than their own believers. It depends on who can accept this weird style!

Otherwise, why do the undead never have the right to use shadow magic even though Shar and William have a closer relationship?

It must be that their Lord God, after much thought, still can't bear to share the same priest with something like Lansendre!

Nasr couldn't help but tremble... Not only could the undead be able to do Lathandel in the morning, Tyr in the afternoon, and Shar in the evening, they might even be able to jump repeatedly between Shar and Selûne!

Therefore, the goddess of the night has no intention of being a colleague with her lover from another world, and Nasr can definitely understand!

He only had to think that the person next to him had just called Shar the Supreme, and then suddenly changed to benevolent and kind-hearted Selune... Nasr, who had goosebumps all over his body, touched the dagger on his arm... Either he died or he died. The other party dies!

The 'Old Sanda King' looked at the tablet in his hand, and shouted to the 'Perfect Bald Head' who was standing on the mast with his hands in front of his eyes looking at the seaweed in the distance: "Bald Head! The old dog said, let you and the respected Ocean Goddess Chat with Ms. Embry for a while and ask her how she got here!”

After she finished shouting, she couldn't help but look into the cabin and bared her teeth. The hand that wasn't holding the Jade Scripture couldn't help but press her arm.

But Emboli on the opposite side was very proud.

She completely didn't consider that the person speaking to her was the undead who used to call her "sea belt" and "shark-headed belt mother" every day. She laughed wildly: "Haha~ You found that you can't beat me, right?

I don’t know how to break the mysterious lock on the island!

Ha ha!

If it weren't for that little bitch Aglaia who forced me to hide in the North Sea, which is closest to the great glacier, if it weren't for that half-elf named Hill, Vol'jin was willing to pay a sufficient price to kill him! I won’t accidentally get a prophecy ball with Nimbro coordinates, hahahaha~

Although it's a one-off, I! How could the great ocean goddess Amberli not find an island in the sea!

Hum~Although the mythos here are strong, how can an island without an owner possibly be able to fight against the great Umberlee! "

The 'Old Sanda King' lowered his head and muttered: "Old dog, you can rest assured, this idiot Kelp has indeed not found the underground maze where the Nimbro Astrolabe is.

She probably didn't even find the central area of ​​the mystery lock.

Tsk tsk, does Kelp have only one thread in his brain? "

"It's Savras again... This one is really capable!" Nasr shook his head and said, "Fortunately, my lord does not have such a capable follower. Tsk tsk, Mystra, he really... deserves to die. A worthy death.”

Edna gently raised one hand and stroked her forehead chain gently... her ring finger pressed hard on the vein that almost popped out... and faced the 'senior Sanda King' who was looking at the seaweed. A ferocious smile appeared on the back of her head... She really admired herself for being able to control her violent emotions, leaving only an elegant and leisurely back for that bastard Dark Night Apostle.

Although he knew it, Nasr probably had some guesses, so he dared to test it so arrogantly... Except for the elves and the undead, the humans here are all direct descendants of Azuth, because what happened in the past few years was all against Midnight? Mystra was a little dissatisfied and would never react too much to a few disrespectful words.

But these words were not only extremely hurtful to Edna, who knew who she really was, but they were also insulting!

Nasr is indeed a person who is valued by Shar even though he is not so loyal. He would really poke her pain... But if she were not Mystra herself, this would just be a casual ridicule!

Alvia belatedly realized the meaning of Nasr's words... Although Bailong is shrewd, only humans can understand such roundabout sarcasm, okay?

If Edna's anger hadn't been so obvious, she wouldn't have even thought about it.

But... the lying White Dragon Queen quietly opened one eye and glanced at Nasr's butt from behind... It didn't seem right to kick him now.

Edna herself is enduring it!

Nasr observed the atmosphere in the cabin... Leonard, who was smiling happily beside him, could just give up. He must have never suspected anything from beginning to end.

And there is no need to think about Luca.

Devis... He is thinking about something. He should be thinking about who the God of Prophecy plans to use Amboli to deal with... Is there any need to think about this?

If the undead hadn't cleaned up the coastal area too cleanly, the god of prophecy wouldn't have pinned his hope of realizing the prophecy that 'Kelben will definitely die and Waterdeep will be destroyed by war' on this piece of kelp!

He is indeed very capable, and he has many conspiracy plans and arrangements, but for a figure like Black Robe Helast, Savras still does not have the ability to easily get involved in his own plans.

Gee, why didn't Savras give a prophecy to let Laila and Kelben remember which of their two sons was smart enough to send to study architecture?

It just so happens that the most famous architect in Waterdeep City is Gendilari!

The children taught by the chosen ones of the Lord of the Dawn will definitely be able to rebuild an unparalleled glorious city... I just don’t know if Laila will let her children waste so much energy and money on this grand project!

After all, her two sons could both be city lords... After all, she could still wait to succeed her own mother, Luskan!

Anyway, they are all cities here in the Sword Coast.

Nasr gloated in his mind for a while... He temporarily gave up his doubts about Edna's identity.

Edna's reaction was normal. She laughed twice and held it back. Her main attention was still on her forehead, wondering if she was communicating with Mirimu.

After all, as a direct descendant of Azuth, she still had to maintain some respect for the goddess of magic, but Edna had never paid much attention to news related to Mystra.

The always irritable white dragon behind him didn't move at all... Nasr was always tense... If Edna was really Mystra, the most likely person to take action would be the White Dragon Queen.

A puff of dragon fire was sprayed towards him. If he couldn't dodge in time, he would probably turn into black coal... He would not die, but the shadow cloak could not prevent the cursed fire of the original power, but the dragon fire could still block it.

He touched his wrist: the cold night dagger showed no movement.

It seemed that Shar's intention of letting him follow Edna was really just a 'truce marker'.

Nasr was a little worried when he discovered that Edna's identity was suspicious: although Shar preferred to use others to take action, if things came to a head, it would be normal to order him to assassinate Mystra's mortal body.

He actually didn't care whether Edna was Mystra, but he had to show his suspicion. As for the judgment... then leave it to Shar, who was definitely watching here.