From Baron's Second Son to Dragon Rider

"Indeed, the elemental gods and those Nether remnants have decided to participate in this crucial war and contribute their power to the continuation of the entire world."

Mystra also expressed her approval and support for this proposal.

Although she herself was not keen on building a huge power, the ambitions of her subordinates drove her, forcing her to adapt to the situation.

The elemental god system she carefully created not only includes powerful gods representing various elements, but also many small gods of all kinds who have also joined her camp.

Like the so-called God of Five-Colored Stones, who controls colorful stones.

Another example is the God of the One-Horned Immortal, who also has unique and strange abilities.

Although these little gods have relatively weak combat capabilities, they are still gods after all, and they can still play a certain role in battle to a greater or lesser extent.

Even if she unfortunately dies on the battlefield, Mystra will not feel too heartbroken, because in her opinion, these are just people who follow the wind and flatter themselves.

As long as the demon's continuous expansion and spread can be successfully curbed, gods at the bottom like this can be said to have as many as they want.

"Of course I have no objection!"

Krober's mental power fluctuated.

"To be honest, I can't wait to see how troublesome these demons are!"

At this moment, he is the only one who has not expressed his position, but it is obvious that he has no resistance to this decision.

You must know that Krober's purpose of coming to participate in the Conference of All Gods this time is very clear - that is to form an alliance with the camp of gods in the world of Faerun, and work together to resist the demon army from the abyss.

After all, if he relied solely on his own strength, it would be difficult to compete with those powerful and evil demons.

When he thought of this, a trace of determination flashed in Krober's eyes.

"Great! Since the five of us have unanimously approved this proposal, let's hurry up and announce it to the gods without further delay!"

Pero said excitedly, and an unconcealable joy appeared on his originally serious face.

Seeing that the other four gods expressed their agreement, he felt extremely relieved. At least judging from the current situation, Faerûn is still quite united.

When faced with such a severe threat from foreign enemies, no one had the idea of ​​​​escaping or treason and surrendering to the enemy. This undoubtedly made him full of confidence in the future of Faerûn.

"Can."

"support."

"I don't care..."

"..."

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"Boom!"

A dull and thick bell sounded, as if coming from the ancient wilderness, echoing throughout the space.

Immediately afterwards, two more louder and more rapid "dong dong" bells rang, like thunder exploding in the ears of the gods present.

The expressions of the gods who were enjoying the joyful atmosphere of the banquet changed instantly. Some looked shocked, while others frowned, with a hint of uneasiness and doubt in their eyes.

Among them were some weak gods who had just been promoted. They had no clue about the sudden sound of the bell and had no idea what was going on.

Full of curiosity and confusion, they were about to ask their companions about the situation. However, before they could speak, they were abruptly interrupted by their friend's quick "silence" gesture.

The friend looked nervous and said to him in a low voice:

"Shut up! Don't talk! Just follow me!"

Such similar scenes appeared in every corner of the spacious and grand hall almost at the same time.

Seeing this, the relatively weak gods, although full of doubts, did not dare to say another word. They had to close their mouths and quietly observe the actions of other gods around them.

At the same time, those powerful beings with intermediate levels of divine power or above appeared much calmer and more composed.

Although they were also a little uneasy, they did not show it.

He just raised his head slightly and glanced in the direction of the high platform, then took steps without hesitation and walked steadily towards the high platform.

Every step carries an invisible pressure that makes people look at him with suspicion.

There, sitting are the five strongest gods in the camp of gods in Faerûn. Likewise, they are also their backbone.

Seeing that almost all the gods had arrived, Pelor, the sun god sitting in the center, spoke.

"Everyone..."

Pero's voice was deeper and more serious than before.

"Everyone... war is coming!"

Upon hearing about the war, most of the gods on the scene almost fell into panic.

Most of them are those with weak divine power and those with weak divine power.

The rest are a small number of medium-level gods, most of whom are war-weary and peace-loving gods.

Looking at the commotion below, Perro did not stop their thoughts.

They are just cannon fodder, they don't even have a path of their own, and calling them gods is an insult to themselves.

But if Pero could bear it, it didn't mean that Krober could bear it.

He has always been strict in running the army and has strict military discipline. How could he allow a bunch of weak trash to make such a fool of himself in front of him.

"That's enough! Who are you crying for here?"

Krober slapped the chair and his energy surged.

Perhaps sensing Kroeber's anger, the originally clear sky turned into a dark cloud, and there was a rumbling thunder inside.

Purple thunder rolled in the dark clouds, as if it would fall at any time.

Seeing this, the crying gods below did not dare to speak, and shuddered to the side, fearing that a thunder would come down from their heads and split them into charcoal.

"It's a god after all! The weakest has reached the legendary stage, and you are so afraid of fighting a demon?"

"If you can be this god, then be it. If you can't, just throw away all your godhood and godhood and get out of here!"

Kroeber was very dissatisfied with these guys.

He didn't want to fight side by side with these pig teammates.

Don't fight, they run faster than each other, and only he is left.

If that's the case, it's better to let them leave their godhood and godhood for those who need it.

That's right, Krober was talking about the coalition forces under his command.

He was worried that he didn't have many useful people under his command.

"MD, it was not until this time that I realized the gap between the two worlds."

Harold, the Orichalcum Dragon Knight in the Seven Kingdoms, can be considered a top-ranked one, but if placed among these gods, at best he is a medium-level god, and this is even including the combat power of the Orichalcum Dragon itself.

If counted alone, I'm afraid it would be a weak god.

With such a huge combat force, they are still afraid of fighting?

TMD!

What a waste of resources!