Shar looked at Hill and said calmly: "The reason why Aglaia can accommodate our existence is because it is full of separation from other places in Toril. After all, the true master of divine power, Aglaia Does not belong to Toril.

Therefore, the city built on her power is like a closed space with walls everywhere. Even if there are more Toriel gods, there will be no conflict of divine powers.

Otherwise, how could I have stayed in the same place with these two guys for so long, and it would have been blown up long ago.

Sometimes, even if we want to live in peace for a while, we can't. "

Hill was stunned for a moment: "But... Didn't you and Selune have been together before?"

"Haha~" Selene laughed, "It's different~ Little Hill. At that time, we were the purest primordial darkness and primordial light, and our divine powers were basically the same.

It's impossible now~ No matter what, it's impossible to get back such consistent power.

Not to mention the various priesthoods attached to us.

Now, she and I can only form primordial chaos spar by direct confrontation. Before, as long as our hands were opposite, there were a lot of them~”

Is this a good thing? Chaos spar can directly replenish divine power! It turns out that the two of them have almost endless power, and now they even have to save themselves!

Shar stared at her sister, deeply puzzled that she could use such a proud tone to say the above paragraph in front of her Shar.

Even though she has tried her best to understand the thickness of Selene's mind and face, although she has no morality, Shar, who has a relatively high self-esteem bottom line, is sometimes shocked by the girl of the moon.

Fortunately, there was no silence in the floating castle... Lansendel didn't care about the communication here. Even if ao stopped his impulse to buff a certain lady on the battlefield, he was still working hard for Dove and Xinbu. Cheer up your wings.

They were almost screaming.

Hill thought for a while, then asked Shar with a smile, "Ms. Dark Night, why does Ransendell hate Talos so much? Although the Lord of Storms claims that the Lord of Dawn is an enemy, he doesn't actually do anything, right?

Wasn't that a slogan of confrontation against the gods representing the new birth, based solely on the priesthood of destruction? The one that just shouts and doesn't do it. "

"Ransendell would rather him do it." Shar couldn't help laughing, "Then he can beat Talos.

Now, it makes him even more uncomfortable. After all, there is no reason to take action. No matter how foolish Lansendel is, after all, he is a **** of the good camp, and he will not easily start a war of gods. "

"Ransendall is only very good at turning a little thing upside down." Selene added with a smile, "But there's not even a problem, just being muttered a few words, he can't do it like that!

But the more it does, the more fire it gets, isn't it?

So I'm not at all surprised that he would have a good impression of Aglaia from the start.

You dealt with Umbori and Gura directly, and by the way gave Orul the confidence to break away from Talos. "

Lansendel, whose name was mentioned, couldn't continue to play stupid, he tilted his head and said loudly: "Talos, what can you do?

That guy is even worse than Amberley in this regard! That seaweed head sometimes dares to fight against the strong!

Just look at how much Talos' Fury has been weakened just because of Hill's Aglaia?

But has he made a move? Instead, he took the opportunity to occupy a little bit of Ambori's divine power range, tsk tsk, Seaweed Head doesn't know what he's feeling now.

Tsk~ Now that Talos has arrived at Waterdeep City, he didn't even think about coming here twice... Tsk, it's really useless. "

The big peacock's tone was full of regret. He really hoped that Talos would throw a few storms on Aglaia!

Hill couldn't help turning his head away from him...that's the scariest thing about Ransendall.

He didn't know that Talos really had a few big storms, affecting the small villages between the two places or the ordinary people on the edge of the two cities?

He knew, but he couldn't think of it.

Obviously not a cold and ruthless god, but he just can't remember.

Lansendel has no worries, he always only looks into the distance, even his incarnation is a peacock looking up at the sun, so he never looks down at the ants... and the human without power, in the eyes of powerful gods, has a relationship with the ants What's the difference?

Anyway, for the current Lord of Dawn, if Talos can go crazy and throw a few big storms at Aglaia, where everyone knows that Ransender is staying, it will be a great thing... ao don't let him do more. Can you let him fight back?

Hill silently reminded himself in his heart: Don't think that Toril's gods are not bad because of the friendliness shown by these three powerful gods.

Once he is shaken, he will be the one who will suffer... If you have something to do, you must take a look at the temple of Tyre.

If Hill hadn't come with the undead, the **** of justice, who is now mute and might be packing his bags, might have fought with Haim over a Cyric who became a beauty... Although it was just him and Haim The reason why he was desperate.

But this reason is so ridiculous that just because that beauty has become Cyric, it's so ridiculous... Both Tyre and Heim struggled for a long time to receive the signal of the resurrection of the believer.

From then on, neither of them seemed to accept God's presence, preferring to lend their strength to the elect.

Hill raised his chin lightly... Although Tyre couldn't have known what would have happened, and was grateful to him as a lifesaver and a benefactor, he was quite proud of himself~ Ehehe~ Social death is sometimes better than death Terrible, especially for these powerful gods.

"Damn it! You haven't done it yet?" Talos suddenly roared angrily, "Didn't you see that the dead dragon was about to run away?

If you really dare to make me unlucky... Ha~ in the future, your subordinates should not go to the deep sea! "

His roar proves that at least one of the three people sitting over there can participate in the worst battle of the ancient black dragon.

And that Manx obviously won't make any big moves. Mystra's Soul Fragment is not something that can be easily obtained. It is impossible to waste it in order to deal with a Xinbu.

Anyway, as long as there is such a thing in her soul, the voters of the goddess of magic will never attack her... The fate of the last goddess of magic was indeed prepared by ao at that time.

A piece of debris was placed in Midnight's soul, otherwise when Mystra fell, ao would not have found her directly.

Originally, Midnight was likely to become Mystra's voter, which was a good ending for her who was a little self-willed... Compared with the seven full-fledged sisters of Ellastro, Midnight is really a small one. younger sister.

It's a pity, who made Hei Tong feel stupid and meet a crazy Heim!

Hill stared at the three people over there with wide eyes... Could it be that Cyric is really here?

Edna, who heard Talos shouting, also stretched her neck, and the chain lightning with a code in her hand was looming... If that high-level believer of Cyric really made a move, she must try it, can she directly call Cyric? gram himself!

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if she gets into trouble, she doesn't care!

Anyway... Well, Cyric's words, not to mention that she still has the identity of a descendant of Azus, there is a reason for the shot, even if not, no one will feel strange when they see the dark sun.

Several people around Edna, whether it was Ransendall's elector Gendlar, or Leonard, even Nasr, carefully prepared means of defense and attack.

Even Devez and Luca, who knew that their attacks were useless, put several layers of protective magic on themselves.

After all, Cyric's appearance must have style... A full-court attack is a small scene.

And his high-level believers have always learned the will of the Lord God, which is afraid of being ignored by others.

Che, just like the three laughs that must appear when the clown appears... that's how the Dark Sun Circus got its name.

However, Edna was still disappointed... It was the agile and fit female warrior who stood up.

"Who is this?" Nasr released his clenched staff and asked with a strange expression.

"Who are you asking?" Leonard asked sincerely.

But they were quickly stunned... The female warrior, who was already tall, became taller with each step... The female symbol that looked like it disappeared directly.

She, no, should have said him, turned into a five-meter-tall half-giant, sturdy and scarred in appearance, wielding four machetes and two long swords on her full six arms.

"My God! Is this world over?" Nasr murmured in confusion, "This is... Garagos?"

Edna looked at the former God of War who was defeated by Tempus in shock. Although it had long been rumored that he was resurrected as a demigod in Toril, but... She really didn't expect to see one who became a demigod. Garagos of the female warrior!

Who was the cruel, bloodthirsty and simple-minded former God of War, who was tempted by whom and what kind of blow did he receive before he would willingly become a woman and stay beside a little girl.

"Concave (Fuck Duck)!" A sharp and angry scolding woke up all the bystanders who were frightened and short-circuited...including the three silver-haired beauties.

It was that poor Jay.

But the Silver Hand ladies don't know what the Bane believer is doing, but the people on Edna's side know very well... Although Jay wasn't fooled, just think of the one who lured his finger past his shoulder. The woman turned out to be Garagos, the giant **** of war, which was enough to make him unable to maintain his calm image.

"I'm afraid Garagos wants to bring Jay into the room and beat him to death with a hammer?" Leonard asked in confusion after realizing what he saw.

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Garagos Shifts From Chaos Neutral to Chaos Evil Ex-God of War

More associated with raging wars of destruction and looting than tactics, strategy or armies. Marauders were associated with the mad bloodlust that suddenly descended upon certain warriors, causing appalling carnage.

In religious art he is depicted wearing a scarlet cloak stained with the blood of his enemies, and in more recent times he is often depicted wading in a sea of ​​blood red - the same blood of his slain enemies gathered.

Garagos prefers to appear as a sturdy, scarred male giant, wielding a different weapon in each hand. At will, he can grow arms from his massive shoulders, and he never has fewer than five arms. Drops of blood emanating from his weapon, a cloud of red, surrounded him. A constant wailing could be heard in the hazy cloud of blood. The priests of Garagos said the voice was "a sigh of loss, like the essence that flowed from them and poured into the blood of the slaughter."

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