Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1272 The Double Ponytails of 'Old Sanda King'

The old sanda king said sincerely: "You can't see what's going on in the soul war, why don't you take the opportunity to get some work... With so many materials, it's quite troublesome for you to collect, right?

I don't think this place in Toril is suitable for you to travel all over the world. In case... you meet a Sune, ah, that's okay, but if you really meet someone like Cyric, what can you do?
Although Hill, you have always been smart and cautious, such flowers and butterflies usually don't pounce on you... But thinking about it makes you upset, right?

What if someone compares you with that unlucky guy?

Rumors and rumors will always spread more and more outrageous~"

She said it with a serious face, and she didn't care about slandering the world in front of the gods of Toril...one of them was the god of faith she had transferred to....

However, Ransander didn't care, instead he agreed very much: "You are famous now~ You really need to consider this issue.

It doesn't matter whether you have integrity or not, as long as they don't have it. "

"Ah!" Selûne said with great emotion, "Calinshan's hymn is so beautiful~ It's just that Amaunata might vomit blood...he is the one who needs the support of faith the most~"

"Aren't there still many people in Manshaka and Calimport singing the praises of the sun?" Shar said without changing his expression, "Also, other places in Toril are also praying for the sun to rise again... After all, Toril is now It's Yongye.

When darkness comes, ordinary people will offer the most devout greetings to the Sun God.

Anyway, everyone knows that he has just returned to the Kingdom of God. "

Ransander was startled suddenly: "Ah! You mean, if Amaunata survives under Dandel's mouth, can he recover his supernatural power?"

"According to the old man's prediction, it is estimated to be so." Shar said slowly with a trace of hesitation, "But, you see, the undead have almost knocked on the doors of all ordinary people in Aglaia, hoping that they can give Al Dena sang carols.

The largest city of Imbutu, which is just below the castle of the undead, has now been found.

Other places in Faerun Continent... Even if the Seven Sisters are not in their territory, when those cities named after magic pray, not many people will call Amanatta, right?

They might pray for the return of the Goddess of Magic as soon as possible... But because the direction is unclear, these beliefs will at most deepen the power of the magic net. For the three, an equal increase at the same time is nothing.

Therefore, the power of faith in this part is basically negligible for the parties in the soul war.

But... this part was originally not available to Amaunata.

What he can count on is those commoners... However, thanks to the undead, at least half of the people in Faerun will not talk about the sun at this time.

Even if he can last till the end, he can recover to medium divine power at most, right? "

Ransander tilted his head and thought about it for a while, then flapped his wings and laughed: "Almost, eh, thank you undead for loving Edna so much!
That guy Amanata, if he is as strong as me, he will definitely trouble me! "

The Dawn Disaster that this guy created was to take the faith of hundreds of millions of elves and leap into the solar god system... As a result, hundreds of millions of people have entered his kingdom of God, and the dawn is still the dawn.

Amaunata's character has always been extreme, arrogant, confident and hypocritical, and she will definitely bear a grudge against Ransander who wants to get involved in her priesthood.

"Are you afraid of him?" Selûne asked in surprise.

"No~" Ransander smiled and flapped his wings on the grass and danced lightly a few times, "Of course I'm not afraid.

But I have other fun now, and I don't want to play with him for the time being.

That guy always uses a set of things back and forth, isn't it really boring, who cares about him? "

Hill looked up helplessly. Did Shar, Selûne, and Ransander really not know why he didn't want to leave?

What a fool!

The price Edna offered was not low, and she specially placed the exclusive materials in Mount Paradise on the top for him to choose from. There are also many materials from the abyss and hell... There are such things in the warehouse of the goddess of magic , it's not surprising.

Fortunately, although Midnight was extreme, she wasn't so crazy that she didn't even want high-level evil materials.

Hill is actually quite interested in these things.

It is a good thing to be favored by nature, so that he can move freely no matter which world he goes to... But correspondingly, it is a bit difficult to move even an inch in a world where even the air is full of evil.

It's not about what the world will do to him, but that an existence like him was as conspicuous as a spotlight in the eternal night at that time.

He didn't go to kill demons, why did he use himself as bait?
So if he wants to buy these things, he can only find a way in a world like Toril where everything is involved.

However, although Toril has it, it is rare for such a large amount of resources to appear!
Hill wouldn't feel pain in accumulating a little bit, but just like the "Old Sanda King" said, Toril is really a world of traps every step of the way.

He bowed his head to calculate, quickly clicked on the resources provided by Edna, and handed the tablet to the 'Elderly Sanda King': "I need these things, you...how are you going to ask Edna?"

The 'Old Sanda King' tilted his head and glanced at him, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, turned his head back and forth, looked at the documents on the tablet and compared them for a while, then nodded with a smile: "Ah! Although it is indeed expensive, but It's all within Edna's tolerance!"

Then she used scribing to print the document on a long piece of parchment, and handed it to Hill: "Look at it, and if you are sure there is no problem, sign it."

Hill froze for a moment, took it over, flipped through it, nodded, took out a pen and signed his name, and returned the thick parchment to her, curious as to how the female pastor planned to send the document to Sign Edna.

Then he couldn't help opening his mouth slightly, and his eyes widened even more.

The 'Old Sanda King' took out a palm-sized seal from his small bag, on which was Mystra's emblem, but the smoke that was originally red turned purple.

"Edna, say this thing is connected to her soul, just put it on." The 'Old Sanda King' looked at Hill with a smile, "I don't understand this, so, is Hill willing to admit it?"

The corner of Hill's mouth twitched slightly, his expression numb: "Of course I agree.

This is the prototype of the emblem of the gods, and it is a real artifact.When Edna ascends the throne, this thing will directly change the emblem of the goddess of magic in Toril to this appearance. "

never!No god has ever given his badge directly to others... It is impossible to be a god or a child, let alone a believer, no matter how loyal he is.

This thing...if it is really taken away by someone, it can hurt the soul of a god!
Hill didn't dare to blink his eyes as he watched the stamp of the "Old Sanda King" stamped, and couldn't help muttering: "Quick! Put it away!

Do...don't take it out outside! "

The 'Elder Sanda King' frowned, and his subordinates quickly put the seal in his small bag, and then handed a copy of the parchment that had been split into two to Hill: "This thing is very important? I just gave it to me, I thought... it was similar to the family seal of our undead clan."

"It's very important." Shar said calmly, "She probably guessed that there would be a soul war, so she prepared for the worst."

The 'Old Sanda King' was shocked, and quickly turned his head to look at Shar. His long pink hair blew a gust of wind in front of Hill: "Edna, will you lose?"

"Don't worry too much, she has a great chance of winning, especially since you undead have created hundreds of thousands of believers to praise her.

I remember that in the past, there were thousands of believers who could become gods! Selûne laughed, "But Edna is obviously a good and cautious child, so I entrusted you with the last chance.

Even if something happened to her and she really failed, as long as there is this seal, the broken soul consciousness may still have a chance to recover slowly. "

'Old Sanda King' was stunned for a long time before slowly repeating: "Opportunity?"

She has always been smart, of course she understands that it may take tens of thousands of years to get the chance to speak out from the mouth of the gods.

What's the difference between that and no?
No matter how persevering she is, it is impossible for her to wait so long in a virtual world... For such a long time, even if she can force William to speed up the flow of time and space, she probably won't be able to wait.

Doesn't that mean goodbye forever?
'Old Sanda King' touched his small bag: Edna knew that she would not stay in Toril for so long.

But he still left this seal to her, acting so casually that she thought it was really just the seal of the city lord or something.

Her little girl, is she prepared for the worst?

In the event of an accident, at least her soul can return to her, even if one day the 'Old Sanda King' will leave, but before that, Edna still has a home.

Edna must have believed that even if the 'Old Sanda King' never returned to Toril, at least she would choose the safest place for this seal.

But at that time, she would have no home...how lonely she must be...

The 'Old Sanda King' suddenly sat down on the ground, found some beautiful purple star hair accessories from his bag, and carefully tied his long pink hair into double ponytails.

A purple star appeared behind her head, swirling around her twin tails.

"Hill~" She turned to look at the boy in the pool, "I'm like this, isn't it cute?"

Hill blinked and nodded with a smile.

"Edna has always wanted to see me with my double ponytails." 'Old Sanda King' patted his skirt and stood up, "But, you know, for the bald guy, our little girl Hei Mei I can't do this hairstyle.

For so many years with Edna, I rejected her for so many years. "

She let out a long breath: "This time, she always got what she wanted."

(End of this chapter)