Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 648 Future Planning of Aglaia City
Hill really didn't expect that the human gods were so defensive against Lansander.

Miril has always been an optimist who can say such things. Does Ransander have no other friends among the Toril gods except Su Lun?

"If this is the case, then the human gods would not consider coming here to develop believers.

Lynn lowered his head and couldn't help scratching his hair, "This also means that there can't be any temples in Aglaia City."

In this case, it is impossible for the elves with relatively pure beliefs to live here.

No wonder Corellon only created commercial areas and residential areas, not aristocratic areas. "

"Why do you think that the human gods would want to come here to build a temple?" Hill asked a little strangely, "they are all elves and half-elves, aren't they?"

Running directly to compete with the elves and gods for elves and half-elf believers, human gods like Toril probably wouldn't be so brave.

You know, except for Rose's ex-boyfriend who repented before entering the abyss, elves have no weak powers.

Several of their demigods are stronger than the weak gods in other pantheons.

Lynn smiled strangely: "However, there is a college area on the drawing, from the junior college that teaches literacy to various vocational colleges.

Unlike Silvermoon City, where there are only mages and alchemists, this is a full-time professional academy.

Hill, not only humans and elves, but also gnomes, dwarves, and elves have various occupations. He pointed to the thick folder in Hill's hand, "It's not like it's only about Corellon and the elf pantheon."

I was amazed at the bard's complete range of subjects, not only Miril's, but even the dancing goddess.

I am really familiar with the names of the future lecturers above!

What's wrong?
I asked Mirrill, and he told me to come to you directly, saying you knew better. "

Hill looked up at Lynn in surprise, and quickly opened the folder to look through it carefully.

The School of Bards in Silvermoon City has stood there for thousands of years. Some lecturers were even there when the school was founded, but their names also appeared on the list of this new school.

"What's Mystra doing again?" Hill murmured, "Some time ago, although the gods of the Harper Alliance were dissatisfied, they only secretly supported Corellon to trouble her!

This is directly going into battle shirtless, completely turned his face! "

"Although the things about Kelben are indeed uncomfortable, Alustriol's performance is not bad!" Lynn asked, "It can't all be blamed on Mystra, can it? Why did the Faerun gods treat her like this?" Are you dissatisfied?"

"Lyn." Hill said while flipping through the document with his head bowed, "The second goddess of magic wants to restrict only those uncontrolled mages.

And now this one hopes that everything that the gods have in the magic net is also under her control.

Even Miril, who has a big heart, is unlikely to be willing to let the goddess of magic know what he says and does.

He has always talked a lot, but has he talked less recently?

Otherwise he wouldn't have let you ask me. "

Lynn asked in shock, "Is she crazy?"

Hill also felt that Mystra was a little too anxious.

A thought suddenly flashed in Hill's mind, but the more he thought about it, the more likely he was, and he whispered: "As Mystra, there is indeed something wrong with her doing this.

But as Midnight, she is very likely to do so.

Lynn, she hated the gods.

You know, in her original life, she had comrades in arms and lovers.

In the eyes of the gods, their sacrifice was already great in the year of turmoil.

But humans are far more innocent.

During the turbulent years, how many lives were lost!

Midnight seems to miss her past very much.

As a result, now, friends who were originally very close, betrayed, betrayed, died, and lovers turned against each other.

She still has to guard the magic net that will lock her forever for the gods.

In fact, she has always been unwilling to give up the midnight mage in her heart, otherwise, the magic net would have assimilated her into a neutral camp long ago.

Although her actions are extreme, they are fundamentally good for the magic net.

The authority of the gods has been restricted, and it is indeed difficult for Toril's magic net to have any accidents.

Moreover, the most important thing is that it can restrict the use of the magic net by evil gods, and the shadow magic net will be weakened a lot because of this.

To put it bluntly, this is her power as a goddess of magic.

Even AO can't fault her for being overly conscientious. "

Hill was silent. If he could think of this, it is impossible for gods like Toril not to think of it.

No wonder Shar calculated so easily.

AO may have pushed the boat along the way, not only teaching Midnight a lesson, making her completely give up on becoming the real Mystra, but also directly taking back the shadow magic net that was out of control.

Except for AO's satisfaction, the gods who were frightened by this incident were actually not much better.

Believers were thrown into every corner of the continent of Faerun. In the following years, who was not busy working to finish Mystra!
As a result, Mystra, who was not reconciled, fell twice before giving up Midnight's identity.

So the world of Toril is really too uncomfortable.

So many lives were lost, just to teach a goddess who was unwilling to give up her humanity.

Hill looked indifferent, and put away the documents in his hand. Lynn didn't understand the magic circle, and didn't find the real point in the drawing.

"How long has it been!" Lin En was very puzzled, "Why is she having an attack at this time?"

"At that time, the relationship between Reaper and her was still very close." Hill said indifferently, "You know, as Reaper, Kelemvor would actually insist on an ally relationship with Mystra. He was really persistent."

"Damn it!" Lin En cursed, and he also knew that the two fell out later.

No wonder the current god of death, that Kelemvor, is silent.

He must know why Mystra went crazy, and Midnight had always hoped to redeem her love with Kelemvor, but the disheartened Grim Reaper didn't want to see her again.

No one knows what the problem between them is, but everyone understands that the responsibility cannot be on Kelemvor. After all, he is the one who closed the door to thank guests, and it is Mystra who always wants to knock on the door.

Hill sighed: "The human gods haven't shown it so clearly, but the gods of other races really almost pointed at Mystra's nose and cursed.

Those who came from the bards were also half-elves, but in fact, the God of Knowledge and Miril still gave her room to repent. "

"Hill, do you think she will give up?" Lynn whispered, "There can be no more accidents in the magic net, it's too dangerous. Even if we can be safe, what about our loved ones?

No one can guarantee that when something goes wrong, relatives and friends will be in a safe place! "

He looked a little panicked, and Hill realized that he was worried about those relatives in the navy.

"At least there will be no problems in the past few years." Hill comforted him, "Also, it is impossible for the gods to fight her directly, just to express their dissatisfaction."

As for the big collapse 10 years later, Hill remembers that Mystra continued the practice of the second generation of goddesses of magic, using their voters as the anchor of the magic net. As long as her resurrection is fast enough, displacement will occur around the world at most .

The unlucky ones were only civilians, and the slightly stronger professionals basically survived.

Hill has been in Toril for the past few years, and he dare not deal with civilians, just for this reason.

The civilians in this world, if they can't find a way to ascend, will really live worse than the rabbits in Trasil before.

Even if dead, it doesn't get any attention.

Only when the city is slaughtered by the evil camp or the city dies will it appear in the cold text as the background.

But as an outsider, Hill really can't do anything.

The nature of the world of Toril dictates all of this.

It is also impossible for him to stay in this world forever like Tire, changing himself from a passionate god of bravery to the current oppressive and incomplete god of justice.

Hill actually knew very well that he would only fight desperately for Trasil, and that was his homeland.

Toril was just a passing tourist destination for him, if anything happened, he would just run away with those he cared about.

Hill just checked the planning map given by the time-space artifact, and he noticed the most critical point:
If the earthquake cracks, the city can break free from the land below and exist independently.

In the complicated magic circle map handed over to Hill, the bottom under layers of cover reaches deep into the ground like an awl, and around and inside the awl, there are magic circles similar to the bottom of the floating mountain.

Hill laughed: "When you have time, you can inquire with the 'Trasil Elf' and ask them if they have an ultimate mission, which is to find the Nether Scroll and the Energy Mither Core of the Floating Void City."

The God of Time and Space really knows what will happen to Toril 10 years later, and it makes more sense to use this as the main reason for the undead to come to this world.

Lin En suddenly smiled: "So they want to find the inheritance of the Grand Arcanist!

No wonder there are so many elves willing to come.

We also wonder how much Corellon paid to hire him! "

Hill blinked, and the elves never seemed to feel that they had to sacrifice their lives for the call of the Lord God.

That is a matter for devout believers, and has nothing to do with ordinary elves.

Even Corellon, the father of the elves, no one is willing to pay such a high price for crossing the world before giving enough benefits.

But if these elves came here to do competitive exploration missions in order to obtain the Mither Core, in their view, it was normal.

If you want to make big money, you have to pay a little price!

Moreover, Lynn and the others all know about Corellon giving travel expenses to these 'Trassil elves'.

Did Corellon change the name 'Undead' on purpose?

He was thinking secretly and didn't know what he was scheming, no wonder his messenger almost lived next to the time-space artifact.

This is planning to come at any time, so as to communicate with the controller opposite the artifact!

What advantage did he give to make William work so hard?
It must be William, the God of Time and Space shouldn't be so idle... right?
(End of this chapter)