Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 679 The Birth of a Monument

The battle is completely over.

The golden sacred fire finally burned out, proving that everything with the aura of the undead has been reduced to ashes.

It was dusk again, under the setting sun, the thick white dust outside the city of Aglaia silently told the sorrow of this war.

No matter what the ending is, those who still have a trace of kindness in their hearts will only feel endless sadness when they see this.

Under the desperate rescue of the undead, the Silver Shield Knights finally did not lose their staff. They stood in the built cemetery, watching everything in the wilderness, and did not move for a long time.

For the paladins of Tyr, this powerlessness really tested their will.

Hill flew over the wilderness with a gust of wind.

Countless fly ash was swept by the breeze and fell directly to the easternmost edge of the green forest, in a marble cave that he had prepared long ago.

It is also 200 meters away from the nearest Yinyue cemetery, close to the green forest.

After Hill discovered the fire, he thought about what to do. Although most people can understand the undead's approach, after all, no one wants mass graves to appear on the edge of their city.

But as time goes by, there will definitely be resentment among the family members of the deceased. They don't care whether Aglaia City can smell the smell of the corpse and wait for the family members who can't come to collect the corpse. They only complain why they don't hurry time.

Hill watched the swirling breeze slowly dissipate, raised his hand lightly, and the soil on the battlefield instantly became a layer lower, and the hill-like soil fell on the cave, slowly turning into a marble monument square.

Under the huge monument, there are twelve and a half meters high and five meters wide circular stone steps, and the rest of the open space has also been turned into white marble.

The silver moon has risen, clear and transparent, as clean as water.

Hill looked up at the 15-meter-high monument. Compared with the roughness of the ground, the stone of this monument is whiter and more delicate, but the top is still blank.

He really didn't know what to write.

But soon he will not have to think about it.

At the same time as Corellon appeared, Su Lun, who was wearing a white robe like flowing moon dust, also emerged.

She turned her head and glanced at Hill: "Excuse me, Mr. Hill, please switch the two believer cemeteries for Tire and me, please?"

Hill nodded, but stopped short of raising his hand.

Grumba wanted him to do it.

Hill didn't hesitate much. Although he didn't know how Grumba, who had never paid attention to this world, would suddenly intervene, but Hill still summoned the Lord of Earth Elements.

A huge earth element slowly rose from Hill's side, and he said solemnly: "Leave this to me! The earth is crying."

He waved his hand, and dug the entire wilderness one foot deep, and then evenly fell the soil to the two cemeteries, and connected directly from the cemetery on Tire to the monument with a wide stone road.

The paladins of Tire finally gave a knightly salute to the cemetery that had been turned into marble, and also led their horses towards this side.

"The road I built will never allow the undead to step on it!" After Gulamba rumbled his blessing, he sank directly back to the ground.

With a ghostly and light form, Su Lun, who has black hair and eyes, gently raised her hands, and the silver-blue moonlight swayed from her hands to the four directions: "Let my light shine on everyone. Just Just like the silver moon waxes and wanes, all life is like this.

All loves under my light shall be blessed by me. "

Starting from the monument, the entire continuous cemetery gradually shone with a milky white gleam.

Hill was a little surprised that Sullen actually gave her full list of blessings.

Although the main feature of this blessing is to create an illusory wall of moonlight.

The invisible wall, like a shimmering tapestry around the cemetery, is made of swirling pearly white force fields.

Undead creatures will stay away from this place, and no matter how high the level of undead is, once they touch it forcibly, they will also be attacked by force.

It seems that regarding this matter, Su Lun's anger did not disappear because all the undead who came to Aglaia were wiped out, and she rarely showed such a comprehensive aggressiveness.

Hill suspects that the Church of Silvermoon and related organizations are likely to receive the goddess' request for an all-out assault on the Zhentarim.

You must know that although the Harpist is now more in the hands of other gods, the real leader is Su Lun. Although she does not plan to take back many strange objects and mystical locks in the Silver Moon Alliance, they all depend on her Only the power of the silver moon can exist.

Although Su Lun is kind, she has never been tolerant to the enemies she considers, but the things she cares about are sometimes different from normal people.

It's just that it's not easy for her to be recognized as a real enemy.

But if she really gets on her nerves, her hammer-wielding Selûne visage proves she's aggressive.

Furthermore, as long as people with love in their hearts come here and sincerely pray for these innocent unlucky ghosts, they will receive a short-term silver moon blessing: protection from evil and removal of curses.

There is also a function that I don’t know how to say, the success rate of fortune-telling will be enhanced.

Toril's prophecy relies heavily on the changes of the stars and the silver moon, so most of Su Lun's followers are master fortune tellers, but their accuracy rate is indeed the highest.

Hill really didn't like this blessing. He suspected that there would be many lunatics playing prophecy in Aglaia in the future.

The paladins of Tire finally arrived, and they solemnly knelt on one knee to pay their respects to Su Lun.

She could not include Tyre's believer's cemetery, but Su Lun is indeed very generous in this regard.

Su Lun ignored these paladins, she and Tyre were born at odds.

She just smiled at Hill, glanced at the magic book hanging on Hill's wrist, tapped her finger lightly, and a silver moonlight directly fell into the magic book.

Then this silver moon directly turned into a huge moonlight, rushing towards the east without hesitation.

"What's there?" Hill softly asked Corellon, who had been thinking about something with his head down. "You can't go directly to Zhentil Keep, right? It's so far away."

"People from Zhentarim. There are many secret bases in the northern continent. Who knows which unlucky place she has taken a fancy to." Corellon said casually, "I think Su Lun's Moonfire will soon add Sanctions on Bane and Baal's disciples."

The speed of the moonlight was very fast, and soon the eastern sky was dyed a silvery blue.

"It directly turned into moonfire!" Corellon glanced at it and said with emotion, "Shaer has never seen her own sister so angry, has she?"

Hill gave him a silent look.

How dare you say such a thing?

The ornate new gates of the Temple of the Silver Moon in Waterdeep depict Selûne triumphantly throwing Shar into the spire of Waterdeep in detail.

Su Lun even sealed a replica of the April scepter inside the temple. The biggest effect was to replay her proud event this time, and every believer who watched the process would get a small blessing.

The priestesses of Shar are engaged in conspiracies and tricks all over the world, but Waterdeep City has never dared to go. Who doesn't know the reason?
The paladins in Tire didn't care about this either. They saluted Su Lun to show their respect and gratitude. As for whether the lady was willing to accept it, they couldn't control it.

The head of the Silver Moon Shield said to Hill: "My Lord is looking for Ben outside now.

Baal is invisible in the Astral Plane, making it difficult to spot.

But my lord, as well as the lord of loyalty and lord of perseverance, also issued an oracle requesting that Baal should not die endlessly.

This is different from the last incident. The resurrection of Barr was destined. We can prevent him from entering our sphere of influence, but we cannot do more.

But this time, no matter who it is, it can't stop our lord from taking action in person. This is a hatred that will never be tolerated. "

He suppressed his increasingly angry emotions, and tried to tell Hill calmly: "Because Tempus is also chasing and killing Bane, my lord can no longer incarnate into the lower realm.

Bane is too slippery, and the two powerful gods have to concentrate all their powers together.

But my lord told me to speak to Mr. Hill: Tyr will offer his blessing to this land too, but it will have to wait. "

Hill couldn't help laughing: "I see, I hope the God of Justice will succeed soon."

Corellon turned his head and glanced at Hill, and said as if no one else was there: "Sill, how about I engrave the sky, the earth, the forest, the sun and the moon on the front of your monument? In the middle, engrave the images of various races.

Then engrave this incident on the back of the monument, and the circle at the bottom of the monument is reserved for the family members who have found it, and let them engrave the names of the victims. "

Hill blinked and nodded immediately: "Of course, it's a great honor that you are willing to make a move."

Corellon was a recognized artist and master sculptor.

However, Hill discovered that the father of the elves didn't like Tyre too much, and didn't want to communicate with Tyre's subordinates at all.

He can only pretend that he didn't see that the styles of the two are indeed very different, and there is no need to reconcile them in the middle. They are completely different in concept, and it is useless for anyone to say.

AO doesn't think they have the ability to coordinate the relationship between chaos and law, as long as they don't fight too much, thank God.

Corellon's movements were swift, and under the utter concentration of the master sculptor, the entire monument took shape before dawn.

The lifelike carvings give everyone who sees a sense of peace and contentment.

Hill quickly understood what it meant to be a master sculptor in a fantasy world.

When the sun rose, the sun on the monument began to absorb the sunlight, slowly blooming a golden light.

And the silver moon disappeared like the one in the sky.

But she is actually hiding in a forest behind a high mountain in the land.

If you look closely at the forest, you can find that the silver moon falling in the forest is surrounded by a group of goblins and dryads, exuding a faint silver-blue light.

It should have absorbed the breath left by Yinyue when it was completed.

　The wall of moonlight also has the following effect on creatures and objects that come into contact with it or pass through it: Undead suffer great damage.Creatures of evil alignment and anyone who bears the holy symbol of Shar or the Umberley Maiden also suffer powerful damage.The magic item suddenly glows with red faery fire that cannot be dispelled until its duration expires, even though the wielder normally has control over the item's brightness.The magic potion must succeed on a saving throw vs. magic gunpowder or it explodes, dealing damage to creatures within 10 feet or 40 damage to those carrying glass, crystal, or ceramic flasks.Finally, magical darkness of any kind is exorcised, and cannot be awakened or continued within [-] feet of any part of the Moonlight Wall.

　
(End of this chapter)