Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The six-hour resurrection time is really painful for the undead.

This is not game time, but their real time.

Although William had warned them a long time ago, the people who insisted on sending him to death would only scold him for being too light.

They shouldn't be able to fly over.

When Hill heard the undead scolding William for not being a human being in the giant screen, he couldn't help but glance at the unchanging king.

The more fierce they scolded, the happier William became.

William happily poured himself a large glass of wine, noticed Hill's gaze, and asked him if he would like to have a glass too.

Hill shook his head coldly.

He looked at William's reaction and recalled his past gaming career.

When he was passionately scolding for planning not to be a man, is the guy he scolded also toasting to celebrate?

The sorrows and joys of planning and players are never the same.

When introducing himself to the players, even knowing that those people were asking for himself, Hill felt that William looked abominable.

Hill focused his attention on the giant screen in front of him. The vision of the undead was very good, and both sides of the battle could see clearly.

Hill looked at it quietly for a while, then suddenly said, "I haven't seen the dark tendril, but there is one spider."

"Rose?" William was stunned. He straightened up and asked, "Is it the Kalura on our side, or is it new?"

Hill shook his head: "I can't see it. She has been hiding in the corner. If the water was about to flood her, I would not have noticed if she changed the place with spider silk.

Now under that clock tower. That is already the highest place in this city.

The Sea of ​​Elements has stopped quickly, and I don't know if he can rise to the place where she is staying. "

When the **** of singing came out slowly, the sea had already poured for almost an hour.

Then their strange battle continued for more than 4 hours, and the six-hour duration of the spell of the Ring of Winter was almost over.

"Hill, Navin, do you know that the **** of singing knows that Mephisto Felice is dragging time?" William asked curiously.

Hill thought he was asking knowingly, and fools could see how perfunctory the devil lord was.

Except throwing hellfire, it's just smashing the big shield.

"Is it bad for him to delay time?" Spencer stared at the battle on the giant screen, and said without looking back, "He must know what the Devil Lord is worried about, but he is very cooperative.

Obviously, the later the time the greater the benefit to him. "

"Nashar must not have come." William sighed. "Otherwise, after she kills Mephisto Felice, she will definitely kill that Miriel."

"Does he care about the loss of this clone?" Hill couldn't help but ask William.

In his feeling, the **** of singing didn't pay much attention to this clone, and he felt that he could give up at any time.

William was stunned for a moment: "Why didn't I think of this! Miriel is a **** of the good camp, and there are a lot of allies. For him, the cost of losing a clone is not that big.

He paid such a big price for Mystra, it is impossible for the goddess of magic not to compensate him!

Hill, pay attention!

Now, Mephisto Felice's plan must have failed. If Shar really comes, no one can be sure whether she will attack the devil or the spider.

Miril dared to delay, because he felt that even if Shar came to kill, he would first act on Mephisto Felice.

It is impossible for him to be a good deity abandoning his companions, and Miss Lost will definitely put him last!

He probably didn't know that the spider was also here, but he didn't know if he had arrived in person.

Otherwise, he won't have to fight anymore, his clone self-destruct is not necessarily of any use, it is better to kill Mephisto Felice first. "

"Why do you always think this lost lady won't send her hand down?" Hill glanced at William. "And, why do you call these gods in this world by their names? Doesn't it matter?"

"It's okay." William smiled, "None of us exist in this world, and the law will not pass our news.

Moreover, the gods of this world are all disguised by the devil. They can't really control the law. They are just erosion. They can use the law to do things, but they can't make the law obey their orders.

As for the goddess Shar, as the goddess of darkness, she is indeed the most powerful goddess. Of course, she is also the most beautiful. I don't think there is one.

There are no gods in this world who hold night and darkness as their priesthood. If there were any gods, Mephisto Felice would have run away long ago.

He is a clone, and also wants to fight the Night Girl!

But she would not believe in anything related to the Shadow Magic Net, she would only do it herself. "

Hill suspected that William thought Shar was the most beautiful because it was a tall, black-haired beauty. Although the eyes were purple, the pupils were black.

But he couldn't help laughing. No matter how bad or vicious the goddess was, William seemed to obviously like her appearance.

No wonder, William is so familiar with everything in the dnd world, he is an old running team, right?

He suddenly moved his mind and seemed to hear a satisfying laugh.

Hill couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, William was really out of luck!

But it is also fortunate that he boasted sincerely, otherwise everyone in their room would be unlucky.

But even Shar had to pass the law to perceive that someone in this world was talking about her!

Hill leaped to the window and looked up at the Moon Ring outside.

Does the black light on the black moon resemble the tendrils that Shar must wear when he appears?

He looked at the red moon silently again, and the blood-red light of the red moon was not weak against the black moon nearby.

Hill thought back quietly: Did Rose said before that she wanted the goddess of hunting to raise her a round of red moon in the abyss?

William slowly followed Hill over, he lowered his voice and asked quietly, "Black Moon and Red Moon?"

"If it is a powerful god, even if it is an evil camp, as long as it swallows the gods and laws of this world, will they be able to control it freely?" Hill Ruo asked pointedly.

William showed a stiff smile: "Of course. As long as she is born with that priesthood."

Shar was originally the shadow side of the moon, and Black Moon was naturally easily under her control.

And Rose, she has been trying to master the crimson moon of the abyss.

Fortunately, although William called Shar by name, he said good things.

For the night girl, even her own believers would secretly curse her, let alone praise her appearance.

Even if William puts her to his lips when it's okay, she won't be angry.

Shar's wish is to bring Toriel back to the original chaos when she was born. She doesn't have much thoughts about another world, let alone people in another world.

If it weren't for the devil to make trouble, her eyes would never see it.

However, William sincerely felt that she was the first beauty of Faerun.

"Your Majesty, it's so lucky." Hill raised his head and said sincerely.

Luckily, Shar just could hear someone saying that she couldn't surpass Corellon's power to look into the hall.

She would not care if someone said she was suspicious, but she would be happy that someone sincerely praised her as the most powerful and beautiful goddess.

Generally speaking, in Faerun, this kind of praise will only belong to her twin sister, the moon **** Suren.

However, Hill felt that these two goddesses probably followed Miriel.

Whether it's Shar's shadow magic web or Rose's spider web, they are actually hanging on the magic goddess's magic web. Sometimes, the allies of Mystra may not know something, but they can detect part of the content.

As long as the magic web exists, it cannot strip away the shadow magic web and dark cobweb that belong to one's dark side.

William walked back quietly and sat down: "The world of Guerns is really lucky. Otherwise, it will be a good ending to be broken."

The devil lord, the demon lord, plus two female evil gods, plus a disturbing singing god, really fight, the abyss will not necessarily be such a broken world.

However, William brought the appearance of the undead, so that all their preparations were reshuffled.

Moreover, Hill purged the broken net.

Mephisto Felice was actually very thoughtful. His Kingdom of God was basically hanging there for people to see~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The magic net he made was placed on the ground of the capital.

I probably think that if an enemy really wants to attack his magic net, the primary goal is the kingdom of God.

At the very least, in all the doctrines of the Magic Temple, the God of Magic has laid a network in the starry sky where everyone can learn spells. That is his greatest contribution to the world.

For this very suspicious devil lord, it is normal to engage in this kind of misty design.

Who knew that someone would come across a casual person who would directly summon a sea of ​​elements?

The elemental world has always been domineering, how could it be so easy for people to get so much pure sea water out!

For the magic web full of hatred and pain, torture and lies, this elemental water is the best way to purify it.

It's just that even the gods don't necessarily get so much water from the elemental sea, and this time, all calculations are frustrated.

Hill slowly lowered his head and said to himself: "It's Guerns' luck to meet me."

The Sacred Tool of the Ring of Winter is already very rare, and it is still possible to encounter a whimsical water god, and use his own divine power to seal such a strange magic.

Don't look at this divine art that seems to have only one sentence, but it carries the divine power of a sea god. Had it not been for the strong endurance of the Cold Winter Ring, it would have split long ago.

Hill touched the cold ring on his hand, he missed his little girl a bit.

"Then...does the other person also know about the existence of this goddess?" Spencer asked these two people as subtle as possible. He also understood. Rose and Shar probably both came to Guerns.

"Sure." William said simply, "Stop mentioning this, she would be interested in any world. Trashir is just lucky, and she is more happy that the Elf King lost Corylon's face."

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