Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 892 A disagreement, let's fight first

Neither Shar nor Selûne seemed to think that Heldstahl would make a mistake, and their attitudes were relaxed when they talked.

In other words, in the eyes of these two goddesses, it is impossible for the voters of Shar to lose to Rose's maid...How could that kind of artificial product with a distorted will be able to deal with the dark cabal...In fact, it is the so-called Absolute leader of an illegal cult...

Hill observed for a while, and felt that if Rose didn't make a move in person, there would be no room for the melted wax demon to struggle... The smoke column that had been close to the top and side walls of the cave had been attracted by those flying petals. To an open place.

It seems that Toril has always been rumored that as long as there is a line of smoke and dust to escape from the smoke column transformed by the wax melting demon, it can become a black widow spider again after devouring enough flesh and blood... After returning to Rose's spider magic web, There is still a way for them to become wax melters again... Rose's spider web not only has flesh and blood, but also has enough drow guards for them to use. After all, they still have the natural ability inherited from the succubus.

Hill kept this news silently in his heart... Although Rose might not point the finger at him, he still had to be prepared to meet a melting wax demon.

As long as you are a descendant of Corellon, you must be prepared to be attacked by spiders when you go out... In the past, Rose could turn a blind eye to Hill, thinking of him as a native of Trasil and even having a relationship with the king of elves. However, if her plan fails miserably this time, Hill doesn't know if the spider queen will take revenge on him who watched everything... At this time, Corellon's blood is the best reason.

Hill felt that his future must be more dangerous than William who really participated in this matter, so he must be more cautious.

The green cloud of smoke on the giant screen is getting bigger and bigger, and even the slapstick undead have retreated to a very far place... It's okay to joke, but if the joke is too much, it will change with the undead. The Cheng family battled, and the patriarchs who didn't want to cause trouble cleared the way back in time.

Although the area of ​​influence was very large, the smoke became thinner visibly with the naked eye...Even if the Wax Melting Demon wanted to shrink back, it would be impossible for her to do so in an instant... Her arrogance naturally got its due end.

Thousands of petals suddenly recombine into a black thousand-petal lotus, and the black shadow on the rapidly rotating lotus spreads rapidly... The dark sky, Shar's best spell, quickly turned half of the cave into a completely black lotus. of darkness.

The screams of the undead came one after another, and they almost retreated 2000 meters away, their eyes were covered.

"What the hell! I can't see it anymore!"

"It's so dark! I need light!"

"God said there must be light!...Hey, dancing lights can't be released!"

"None of my spells can be used!"

"Sunlight doesn't work either."

"Is this the Great Silence Technique?"

"%￥& is so awesome!"

Hill silently lowered his eyes: William must have completely blocked Shar's name.

Whether it is Shar or the chosen ones of Selûne, if they use such magic that is close to the appearance of their own main god, such as moonlight and night, they don't need to go through the magic net... The original power will directly respond to their call.

If you want to break through this kind of divine magic that is close to the essence of Toril, unless you have mastered a high enough law... If it is the spell used by their chosen people, Hill's three-line spell of earth, water and wind can still be broken, but if it is If Shar or Selûne took action himself, Hill could only gamble on the love of the earth for him... Escaping would probably be very difficult.

A mere demigod-level wax melting demon doesn't have that ability.

So Hill could only frown and listen to the mournful wail... The scream of the soul was the last resistance of the Waxmelt Demon, but unfortunately, neither the undead nor the Shar priest hiding in the darkness felt anything.

In the endless darkness, a yellow light suddenly flashed past, Shar suddenly laughed triumphantly, and after a few minutes, he whispered softly: "Bang!"

The black curtain that covered everyone's sight on the giant screen dissipated in an instant... Only the melting wax demon was left on the ground.

One Night Thousand Petals and the priestess of Shar disappeared.

"Successful?" Selûne asked curiously.

"Rose is quite smart." Shar replied irrelevantly, "The place where the Waxmelt sent back is actually at the bottom of their amethyst tower.

It's a pity that only two were sent to the Shadow Realm... Although there are many dimensional spaces on the spider web under the tower, there are not many drow living in it, only 10,000+... What a pity, the Shadow Realm Most of Yingmei's Yingmei was killed by the original darkness, so I thought I could add more points now! "

"Is there no other location?" Selûne asked indifferently, "I remember she has many small worlds!"

"Let me see... oh, the small world of Karsti has been involved." Shar replied to her sister in a friendly manner, and it seemed that the result was much better than she thought. , and mainly trolls, not too many elves.

After entering the Shadow Realm, the souls dissipate directly, and cannot be made into Shadow Phantoms. "

"Has the loophole in the Shadow Realm been filled?" Selûne asked suddenly.

"One Night One Thousand Petals has returned to my hand." Shar said softly, "If that's what you want to know... and luckily, I have replenished a lot of soul power."

"Is Mask still alive?" Selûne directly changed the subject.

"What kind of life?" Shar sneered, "Maybe alive..."

Hill listened to their exchange without saying a word...it looked friendly, but in fact it was a hidden murderous intention.

Shar didn't care to tell Selûne about the damage before, that's because she was sure that One Night Thousand Petals could bring her back the huge dark power of the spider's magic web this time.

But after she finished supplementing, if there are any loopholes, she will never say anything... Selûne should guess for herself whether there are any loopholes or not!
As for the Mask who was born because Shar was seriously injured... She has been trying to take back the priesthood that was taken away by the God of Thieves.

As long as this guy lives, he must share the power of the shadow world with Shar. This is completely different from the gods born in the battle between her and Selûne in the past. This is the original dark place that belongs to Shar himself. Strength is the part of Shar's least willing to share.

However, although Mask has a sick head, his nerves are completely opposite to normal people...but his IQ is not bad. He has caused so many troubles and is still alive, and he will not easily let himself be swallowed by Shar.

The biggest reason why Mask has made so many holes in the shadow world is that he can escape from Shar at any time.

Selûne asked unwillingly, "His fate will not be worse than that of Ibrando, right? At least that big lizard is still floating in the astral world."

Shar laughed coldly: "You can try to find him! The believers of Mask are still alive and well!"

The moonlight transformed by Selûne couldn't help shaking, and then suddenly let out a silver bell-like laugh: "It seems that Mask still escaped! Look, how much he knows your mother!"

Hill quickly lowered his head... The black shadow flew up swiftly and hit the moonlight directly.

Selûne can really pinch Shar's deathbed!
The black shadow and the white moonlight entangled into a black and white twist under the moon... and then dissipated at the same time with a bang.

Hill stood up and walked over silently: five black and white entangled crystals appeared in the pool, and golden silk threads shone quietly in the crystals... Each piece contained a powerful power of chaos... Does he have to be thankful that these two used the lowest level of divine power incarnation, so he didn't create a new god here?
Hill sighed with a heavy heart... He really doubted that as long as AO was not careful, these two would come again.

It doesn't matter if it's one, Hill thinks he can handle it, but the two together really make people dizzy and numb... The end of a friendly relationship must be a big fight... Selûne's mouth, Shar, is definitely not Will endure.

But tell Selûne to shut up... Hill looked up at the sky, her own father AO could only choose to shut up by himself, a half-elf like Hill, who was only a few decades old and hadn't even reached adulthood, could what to do?

Hill gritted his teeth... As long as he doesn't get involved in the dispute between the two, he would rather admit that he is a brat.

"Sir." Liszt interrupted Hill's gnashing of teeth, "Mr. Lynn asked if you have time to see him... The war ended suddenly, and those goblins who were under control also fled in all directions... But now he is planning to send Bai Long back to the mountain."

"Huh?" Hill, who had returned to reality, heard the howls of the white dragons unwillingly... They seemed to like the game of chasing goblins very much, and they were begging Lynn to play for a while.

"Let them play until dawn and then go back." Hill waved his hand and said, "Tell Lynn, just hand it over to the killing vine, and he will come up directly!"

The green bracelet on Hill's wrist glinted in the moonlight.

"Yes, sir."

Hill thought for a while, and then took out two palm-sized round boxes made of space spar and aurora color steel: a branch of pink cherry blossoms bloomed brilliantly on the indigo box, and flowers fluttering in the wind were dotted around the edge. Sakura petals.

Aurora color steel, a shining metal that will automatically repair itself once damaged, is actually very suitable for armor, but the color is pink and indigo.

Hill really didn't have the courage to turn this thing into armor... Even if the person who wore it wasn't him, he couldn't let this thing come from his subordinates.

So in the end, this kind of thousand-machine box was made: in addition to the round box made as a whole, each petal is actually a small space when pressed.

Putting the spar into two boxes respectively, Hill put the single piece into his pendant with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)