Talos shouted angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Then I'd rather have another Amberley!"

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"Ah!" Xinbu raised his head suddenly, and said with a look of surprise, "No wonder Oluer is disheartened, I didn't expect you to have such a deep affection for the Spicy Queen!"

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Talos' angry face calmed down instead: "The guy who has chosen to leave has no need to exist."

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He glanced at Helast: "Anyway, someone has paid for it. I'll definitely leave after reading it. If you don't worry, just stay here. There's no danger in Elathrow anyway, so why try to provoke me?

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The destruction of Waterdeep City, the death of Kelburn, my efforts are enough.

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As for this...boring conversation, hehe, it's useless to me.

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Words...never cause my anger...unless that's a good excuse. "

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He looked at Xinbu fixedly: "That's why I have always admired Queen Aglalund's style in the name of anger and the goal of profit.

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But...why control for those unnecessary feelings? Make every big win so frustrating?

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What kind of feelings can last for thousands of years?

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You always like to talk about Ollur... But isn't Ollur's two previous relationships both recognized as good people?

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For example, your mage **** who was tempted by Mystra to betray her?

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Her fall has nothing to do with me.

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From the very beginning, didn't she become my subordinate to protect herself?

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But if she really wants to find emotional solace from me, who is the evil god, then it's not my fault.

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I think, as the Queen of Storms, you can understand what I do... If I don't have the benefits I want, why should I take her in and protect her?

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And you, aren't you worried about Mystra's replacement?

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Midnight, I don't like evil, next, maybe I don't like chaos!

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But here, you should have enough self-confidence and enough confidence to resist my invasion, and not let me take back what I gave you, right?

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Veshalon did it, didn't I do nothing?

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Are you still working with him? "

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Simbu waved his hand casually: "I never thought of becoming a god, Mystra's voter status is already very good for me.

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As for the hints in and out of your words.

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Haha~ Do you think I'm stupid?

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Mystra, no matter how many appointments you change, as long as it is still the same magic net, our sisters will not be revoked as voters. "

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The Lord of the Storm laughed out loud: "Then who knows?"

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Xin Bu sneered a few times and ignored him... The more he talks, the easier it is to make mistakes.

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She didn't want herself to be her Mystra voter honestly. There were rumors all over the world.

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Since the Lord of the Storm wants to stay here, let him stay!

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Although they were very vigilant, they were not so afraid.

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Edna tilted her head slightly, put her right hand on her cheek, and looked at Zheng Feng from the corner of her eye. She was not surprised that the Lord of the Storm was calm and calculating.

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If Talos really was a **** who could only be mindless and furious, he wouldn't be able to survive so well surrounded by so many hostile forces.

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Although his purpose is somewhat incomprehensible... At least in this battle where he took the initiative to jump out and fight, everyone still can't see his real purpose... He behaved fiercely, but he did not go all out.

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It's more like a grand show.

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Whether seducing Xinbu or taking revenge on Mystra, with the personality of the Lord of Storms, it is impossible for him to be his first goal.

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Otherwise, Dove and the others wouldn't have been standing here forever... Helast, who had dealt with the matter, even withdrew most of his shadow phantoms.

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Kyle blew himself up too decisively, causing the battle show to end before it reached its climax.

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But Heilast in the black robe, everyone understands why he behaves like this... The Slate of Destiny gave him the task of returning to Waterdeep City, and he has at least completed it on the surface.

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The spectators of Waterdeep City, while watching the confrontation between the gods and gods in the Tenth Icewind Town, the **** charge between the barbarians and the orcs, they also need to pay attention to the little fun around them:

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Garagos is still madly dealing with the undead.

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But everyone understands that he probably just had a fever for a while, and he should calm down after two hits of the light of dawn.

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Instead of playing a battle game with the undead here, it's better to rush to Icewind Dale and fight Tempus.

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At least that God of War will play with him seriously.

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Now this kind of play is simply terrible... So everyone should take the time to take a second look.

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After all, on the side he attacked, whether it was the extraordinary half-elf natural mage, the elector of Lansendel and the archbishop of Selene, they all looked numbly at Garagos towards the pink cloud. rush.

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The reason why they didn't do it, these Toril people who knew that the undead would never die also guessed about the same... After the bodies of these Trahir elves are destroyed, if no priest uses the resurrection technique, they will be in their own masters. City resurrected.

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How troublesome is self-destruction! Why don't you ask Garagos for help.

That stupid half-giant was still wielding a swordball... He didn't realize how suitable a tool he was.

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If he calmed down, he should have discovered that even the underage eighth-ring mage watched him charge with a calm expression on his face.

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It's just that her white dragon sat behind the sofa just in case, with its wings slightly spread, ready to help her resist damage at any time.

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Noumea's face remained the same as she watched Garagos, who was still looking good just now, instantly turn into the monkey who was being played with, and then turned to look at Talos: "Helaster is going to go to Icewind Dale, Come on over there!

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I stay here with the Lord of Storms.

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Anyway, no matter what he wants to do, it has nothing to do with us... He still can't collapse the Black Wand Tower.

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As for Garagos... If he doesn't leave, he probably won't be able to.

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The rest of the undead do not seem to plan to leave. "

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Although I don't know if Gendila Rui will make a move, the jade holy book on the table has already begun to shine!

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Ransendall... how boring it is now, you can see from that pink flame.

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How well this splendid splendor matches the color of that cloud!

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In the past, the light of dawn he released was all rose and golden red!

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This is the first time she has seen the pink fire of dawn in her long life!

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Garagos wouldn't be burnt to the point of being unstoppable by the divine flame released by the artifact. Although the fire of dawn is designed to burn evil, if the power of the demigods is not as good as that of the artifact, then he has lived in vain for so many years... In fact, it is quite a waste of life. Yes, it is better to go to the astral world to lie in a corpse.

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After all, there are no surprises when the undead use any strange objects, and they can only follow the average level of Toril.

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However, with such basic damage, Garagos was very hurt.

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All I can say is... as expected of the eternal enemy that Tempus has carefully selected for himself, and who doesn't even look down on the goddess of peace, he is indeed about the same level as the mangy dog.

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In fact, even though the goddess of peace couldn't fight back or scolded herself, she still had a ruthless father and a ruthless sister behind her.

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The few people on the cloud didn't care what Ms. Noumea, who was serious on the surface, but had a barrage of bullets in her heart, was doing more.

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The undead are not stupid. Obviously, the main battlefield has now shifted to Icewind Dale, and there is only one final touch left here... They want to try and see if they can leave a boss for themselves.

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If it doesn't work, then you have to fight a few more times to mix up your quest participation!

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It's a pity that although Garagos is prone to rage and loses his senses, once he becomes normal, he escapes fast enough, and he quickly bumps out of the area where the rotunda is and disappears into the sunlight.

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The main thing is that the big guys didn't keep him.

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Although Helast hadn't left yet, he was obviously trying to withdraw his attack.

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After confirming that the Slate of Destiny did not have any restrictions on him, the archmage immediately soared into the sky and flew to the north.

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Storm and Simbu, plus Dove, followed him and flew away without hesitation.

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"Are we going too?" The Old Sanda King asked slowly.

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"Do the undead who stay here all have White Dragon companions?" Edna asked softly, "But... what about the others? We can't leave Deves and the others here."

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For creatures like giant dragons, who can sit on their backs, apart from their partners or masters, are either people they approve of, or people who are stronger than them... Those who approve can get money, such as the undead.

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The strong can sit in vain. After all, the white dragon has always been cowardly, but he may also be attacked.

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But Deves and Luca are nothing. Even if the White Dragon is free, it is impossible to fly behind them... unless a high price is paid.

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For Edna's sake, the white dragons could still send them to the finish line honestly, instead of turning over and throwing them into the sea without paying attention.

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The 'Old Sanda King' snapped his fingers, and a huge white dragon appeared in the air.

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"Dear Andrea, it's okay to be the second driver, right?" The Old Sanda King said with a smile, "The old price is 3,000 gold for one flight, and you can pay with gems."

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Her lady Gu Bailong immediately answered cheerfully, "Of course, I will serve you wholeheartedly~"

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Then Andrea immediately pulled out a jeweled dragon saddle from her storage tool, and on it was a chain woven with mithril inlaid with various gems.

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She very skillfully stretched her claws under the pink clouds, and after groping for a while, she put the chain somewhere.

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Then he hit the flying dragon saddle neatly, turned around and got into the noose formed by the chain and the dragon saddle.

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She turned her head and roared at the decadent white dragon queen on the cloud: "Elvia Tules, your words are another price!

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Still not coming down? "

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The White Dragon Queen turned over: "Ah... I don't want to move, what can you do?"

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"Dear Sanda King... help me~" Andrea said while choking her throat.

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The White Dragon Queen got up quickly and flew high with her claws.

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