Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 954 Whose believer kneels the fastest?

Chapter 954 Whose believer kneels the fastest?
Hill raised his head suddenly, and couldn't help but open his eyes wide. He understood what Selûne meant... Amaunata will be resurrected for saving the lives of this city!
But isn't the power of the gods now unable to enter Toril?
Although AO likes to manipulate secretly, he still maintains fairness on the surface. How could he make an exception for Amanata, whom he doesn't like very much?

Hill always thought that Calimshan would fight here for a few years, until Mystra was resurrected!
"The relationship between Amanatta and Mystra has not been very good. He has always been suspicious, and it is impossible to hand over his followers to the magic net managed by Mystra." Shar's surprise was easily noticed by Shar, after all, his expression Not too much, "It's even more impossible for him to use the shadow plane, so he actually has a unique energy pathway that uses the sun's rays.

The reason why it is useless now is because he still belongs to the god of death... As long as the more than [-] people in Mansaka completely throw themselves into the arms of the Sun Temple and pray for him devoutly, he will be able to return to the godhood for a short time.

At that time, as long as he activates this set of energy pathways, he will be able to expel Karin and Memnon directly. As long as they are driven out, at least they will not be able to return until Mystra returns to the god position.

Although it was just a false resurrection, Amaunata could gain enough faith power at this moment, which could completely pull him out of the sea of ​​death. "

"In fact, that thing is also attached to and imitates the existence of the magic net, but Mystra's temper is too good, even if it is an annoying guy, she will not do anything, at most she will not allow them to borrow her light." Salem Nirvana interjected, "But this time, AO obviously intends to further block Toril, so he took all the energy nets back into the magic net.

As long as Amanata dared to use it at this time, his Sunlight Net would naturally only become part of the magic net.

Otherwise, why do you think that the gods of Toril are all pretending to be dead, and would rather let their priests and priests not be able to use any magic skills... Whoever can't hold back and use the divine power channel he opened, his things will be gone.

Unless there is a danger of collapse of faith, no one is willing to add nutrients to the magic net. "

Hill nodded, no wonder AO insisted on resurrecting Amaunata, even Shar's Shadow Magic Weave had been taken over by him, a mere Sun God, let alone stop his determination to let the Magic Weave rule the world.

But for Amaunata, as long as he can be resurrected, even if he knows that what AO wants is his network of light, the sun god has no other way.

There is only one chance, and he will seize whatever he sacrifices.

No wonder AO didn't feel much about Lansander getting out of control... Rather than letting Lansander make trouble, this period of spell plague is more suitable to complete his calculations.

Perhaps in the changed future, it was not AO who really chose Lansander, but Amaunata himself: Lansander was responsible for all the sins, and he was just a sun god awakened by innocence.

It is impossible for AO not to know, but he has never cared much about the intrigue among these gods, as long as it does not exceed his bottom line, he will not care about anything.

It's just that the bottom line of this person seems to be a rubber band. I don't know where it is tight or where it is loose.

The defensive cover of the Temple of Amaunata on the giant screen has been shaken a little... The Calishites in Manthakali are clearly desperate, and some people keep crying out in pain.

The Calimshan people know how terrible the life of slaves is, and the worst kind of slaves they are about to face... The only way for the gods and monsters to use humans is to mine, and they also have their favorite gems.

There is no reason for Karin and Menon to compete for Calimshan. Under the Karin Desert, there is the deepest and richest gemstone vein in Toril.

The Calishans knew very well that the followers of Amanatta in front of them looked powerful, but they would definitely not be the opponents of the two god kings. The Peasant Association gave up the fight with the other party to deal with their small town which is not worth mentioning.

Those two hadn't stopped punching each other even though the elves had killed all their followers. After being released, the first reaction was to punch each other first... Why was there an exception this time?

The Calishites almost let despair take hold of them, bewildered like headless chickens.

But Hill and the others, who were watching, knew very well that the cup must not have reached its limit, and the defensive cover is still very strong!They're just terrorizing the Calishites.

After all, those are two gods and monsters with almost the same strength... It is impossible that the Golden Road under Mannon's fist is still strong, but Karin can smash through the defensive shield of Mansaka.

Moreover, Hill can be sure that Manshaka's defense is much stronger than that on that road.

Just as Selûne and Shar expected, when the city was in danger of collapse, the Calimshanites finally knelt devoutly at the Temple of the Sun.

The chanting of the sun god Amaunata slowly became resounding from the beginning.

Mannon, who was still smashing the Golden Light Avenue, suddenly stopped. He looked sideways at the Vulcan standing far away, hesitated for a few minutes, and walked to Mansaka City, and attacked the city with all his strength with Karin. City.

The singing in Mansaka City became louder and louder. All the believers of the Sun God on the city wall knelt on the ground, put their hands on their chests, and sang hymns.

Some professionals who were clearly hired by the priests of Amaunata were at a loss. They were all people with their own beliefs, and it was impossible to kneel down with them.

But now, it is obvious that if he wants to survive, he has to count on the sun god to appear and directly expel these two kings of gods and monsters... Judging from the performance of the Golden Light Avenue, Amana Tower must have the permanent banishment technique.

Even from such a distance, Hill can see the wavering of the thousands of high-level professionals on the city wall... Toril's true loyal followers have basically entered the major temples, and even if they don't, they are very It rarely appears among these adventurers who take money to do things.

It cannot be said that there are no, but there are really few, after all, it is easy to conflict beliefs.

If they weren't on the city wall, they might have been able to hold on for a little longer... But facing Carlin and Menon directly, the mask above their heads was so obviously crumbling... At first, the mercenaries just knelt down in twos and threes, and then There are more and more.

Shar sneered obviously: "Look, the people in Haim are indeed the fastest kneelers, how could he have loyal followers!"

Selûne said blankly: "Most of the mercenaries believe in Heim verbally, right? To show that they are dedicated to their duties? Aren't many of them Cyric? There are also many Masks.

No wonder Priest Amanata had no money to buy food, so he hired killers to work for him, how much would he have to pay!

But only those who are similar to lunatics have the courage to directly face the gods and monsters that are tens of meters high, right? "

"You can see it?" Shar asked in surprise.

"How could I not even recognize the power of shadow!" Selûne said angrily, "Is this more familiar than my own power?"

Hill forcefully put the cup into his mouth and bit it. He really couldn't hold back his laughter this time... Selûne wanted to say that because she has been beaten by the power of shadow for hundreds of thousands of years, she is better than anything else. Are you familiar?

What the hell is Selûne's pride?

There are times when it seems like it's going to blow up, and there are times when it's clear that nothing really matters.

Shar replied calmly: "That's right, you just took back so many priesthoods, I guess you don't even know how to use illusions now."

Selûne smiled and said, "As long as the moonlight can be used~"

Hill silently answered the next sentence for her in his heart: There is no joy in the world that I can't see.

Shar has nothing to do with her sister, who is thicker than Tiamat's dragon... unless there is another fight.

But she didn't want to do it again for a short time.

Although Hill's original power is relatively strong, they can easily condense their avatars again, and Hill has returned the dissipated power to them, but it still takes a little time to condense their avatars.

When there is something to do, there is no need to waste time with Selûne, and she will not learn the lesson, but may have to drag her into another fight because she thinks it is fun.

Shar said in a flat tone: "On the city wall, there are basically believers of human gods, and there are some orcs and dwarves, only the elves are not here at all. Humans are fine, after all, this race likes to believe in everyone.

But the orcs and dwarves... If they really kneel, I will admire Amaunata's courage.

You didn't have many friends at first, but now you plan to make enemies all over the world? "

Hill stared at the giant screen, and couldn't help saying: "The dwarves don't have it yet, but the orcs can kneel."

Selûne smiled cheerfully and said, "Sill, your Corellon should be laughing at the sky right now?"

Hill said helplessly: "Corillon has never paid attention to whether his believers have changed their beliefs. He has always believed that this is the freedom of life. Other people's believers have nothing to do with him."

Even if an elf turns from worshiping him to worshiping Lolth, Corellon will only expel the elf from his domain instead of executing him directly. Although it is sometimes incomprehensible, freedom has always been given by the father of elves. Best wishes to your offspring.

Shar said indifferently: "But Gruumsh cares.

You're switching concepts, Hill.

Corellon would have laughed at Gruumsh.

When it comes to watching fun, Corellon always strives to be the first one there. "

Hill smiled bitterly: "Then what can I say? Corellon is still watching here!"

If it was before he came to Toril, Hill definitely didn't care about speaking ill of Corellon, but now he is under the protection of others after all... He can't do such things as being cheap and being good.

But he couldn't deny Shar's words, Corellon might be smiling at Gruumsh's kingdom of God right now!
"Descendants and priests are still different!" Selûne sighed.

Shar said coldly: "Mask is also my descendant."

(End of this chapter)

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