Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Laila stood hesitantly behind the charging undead. She was a little unaccustomed to it. Why would a priest who had no part-time job as a paladin charge behind a paladin?

They are obviously pure legal priests, and why do paladins stand with priests... No, why are there paladins who purely practice holy magic?

Lyra struggled to understand the minds of these Trasil elves... What was the point of being pure healers in armor?

Moreover, why do mages and warlocks stand in the last few rows! Especially some warlocks who are good at physical protection... actually stand so far away and throw fireballs?

Shouldn't they put protective magic on themselves and stand in front of priests with weaker protection?

Could this be the secret that the man named Sanda King taught Edna about card distance and camera angle? When you are not sure how strong the opponent is, you must work hard to ensure that you are not hit?

Laila didn't quite understand.

But one thing she was sure of was that even if the clan leader with the weird name was exaggerating, the soul-absorbing spell was indeed of no use.

The continuous holy rain had a very good effect. The black ball of light that appeared on the top of the tower not only did not expand, but became smaller and smaller, almost disappearing.

Laila clapped her hands to calm herself down, the silver flames burned gently in her hands, and the magic missiles blessed by the silver fires rushed directly to the top corner of the magic tower: Luskan has always been a thorn in the side of the Silver Moon Alliance. Although no one wants to take action first, every force will be prepared to become enemies with them.

All kinds of information have been ruined by others.

It's just that everyone is afraid of the oriole that will inevitably follow behind them, as well as the giant dragons on the Spine of the World.

After Luskan is really occupied, whoever runs this place will have to face the dragons that can come for blackmail at any time.

You know, on this towering mountain range in front of Luskan, you can find a dragon hundreds of kilometers away...

They fought fiercely among themselves, but that didn't stop each dragon from visiting Luskan in their spare time.

Including gem dragons and metal dragons, they are all the same.

It's just that the five-color dragon charges extortion fees, and the other two types charge protection fees.

If you want to manage Luskan well, you must pay a lot of money to hire enough guards, which is a lot of money.

But here in Luskan, the living environment is too barren. Even if you can collect some tolls from caravans, it will at most wipe out the money for hiring guards...

No one is stupid. Even if you can defeat those guys who are following behind to take advantage, but you have to work so hard to destroy the pirates and the Arcane Brotherhood, you may not even be able to buy a gem for the money, and you have to put in a lot of hard work. Why bother?

These forces in the North just can't tolerate their opponents occupying this passage to Icewind Valley. Pirates don't matter.

Even the five-colored dragons know that the pirates in Luskan seem to be rampant, but in fact they are not worth paying such a high price to destroy the magic tower of the Arcane Brotherhood.

Laila thought about the tacit secrets in her mind, but her hands did not stop.

She soon heard someone from the magic profession of the Trasil Elf giving instructions: "If you have good eyesight, follow Laila and fight! If you can't do it, use auxiliary magic! Don't hit your own head!"

Priest's milk is not for patching you up! "

Laila almost laughed...she didn't know how badly this so-called update had tricked the undead.

Gone are the days of blizzards all over the sky...unless there are no warriors or knights defending in front.

William must feel that their life is too good! Why change it to a full-scale attack?

This is simply the greatest harm to those mages and shooters who are addicted to food!

Although there is aiming assistance, even someone can miss the enlarged crosshair. Obviously, obviously... it is such a big crosshair! Why can it be tilted like this?

At this time, the presence of pig teammates allowed everyone to enjoy what it means. The sharpest sword always comes from behind...

No one can bear too many backstabbings.

The reason why the priest stood in the middle was to save those poor Ts in time... who did not die in the hands of their opponents, but were shot in the head by their own mage.

Laila listened with embarrassment as the Trasil elves suddenly began to curse, and...it seemed that they were scolding their main god?

It seems that some special ability has been canceled, so many people who are not prepared are scolding.

She smiled softly: She originally thought that even after firing all 50 missiles of her wand, she might not be able to break this key node of the magic tower, but even though the Elf Trasil scolded her fiercely, many people still got it right. Yes, the black protective magic shield is about to disintegrate.

Although the dark mages inside are working hard to fight... the huge gap in numbers cannot be smoothed out by these poor guys who don't have many energy crystals.

In this case, she can keep her remaining two wands!

Laila's eyes were already looking at the second node on the second floor, and she led this group of weird elves into the fire amidst the continuous curses.

Anyway, it wasn't her who was scolding him, it was this god named William... Aren't your ears itchy?

Of course William felt very uncomfortable. He sat in his own Kingdom of God and rolled his eyes.

The undead didn't know that William chose ordinary people between saving their lives and the lives of ordinary people in Toril.

There's no way...that scumbag Corellon is of no use at all.

Although he was given a lot of energy crystals, what was the point? What he needs is an administrator who can control it at any time, and he doesn't need to add a shareholder who can only contribute money!

Relying solely on the calculations of the time and space artifact, William could only give up on the undead.

Anyway, in their world, there have always been hard-core games that test people's abilities... Just when he suddenly had lofty ideals and wanted to get closer to those great games...

No...why?

Why is he the one getting scolded again?

It's obviously that bastard Corellon who has the guts to hire someone but has no ability to take care of it!

William was extremely unhappy after being scolded so much that he yelled in the direction of the Elf God System: "I don't have a good son! Just give me some money?"

I don’t lack money for anything!

Waste elf! You can’t count on it at the critical moment! "

He even had to pass the throne to Bert in a hurry for this matter, and took his cousin Naven with him to the Kingdom of God.

William cursed a few more angrily and asked the elf god king who was pretending to be dead to inform his own father that he must compensate for his losses.

After returning to the Kingdom of God, Naven looked at William with strange eyes: "Didn't you have to light the divine fire to eliminate the poison of faith?"

Once the divine fire is ignited, the divine power will increase very quickly. William is not the goddess of the earth, Trasil is her body. When it reaches a certain level, she will naturally be kicked out of the main plane.

"So what?" William said unhappily, "You're not allowed to express your anger?"

He really didn't expect that the magic plague would come so far in advance! William really thought he still had several years left! By then, his game should actually be on the decline.

In addition to the die-hard fans who have been cultivated, there are probably not many players who will join in the fun. Even if some game settings are changed, it can be regarded as a version update. I have no choice but to do it in order to create a sense of freshness for the players... but it will all be ruined this time. Ruined by surprise attack!

It's not like he could just change Toril's rules! If you want to change it, you must change everything!

Only Trasil as a novice village remains the same, but except for the Devil's Cave, it is impossible for large-scale battles to occur elsewhere unless the players start fighting on their own.

Naven sighed helplessly.

There is no way, the God of Time and Space cannot interfere in Toril's affairs at all: that world is a bit of a trap.

Naven never thought that there would be a world where he did not have the main god of the laws of time and space, but wanted to devour the gods of other worlds.

As a result, William told him that there were no gods in Toril who wanted to take the road of time and space, but they were killed by the Lord of the World as soon as they came forward.

Although it seems that he did not do it, everyone who followed this path and the path of destiny died, and the smart ones understand what is going on.

Moreover, every god in Toril knows some prophecy... but it is only useful when prophesying to mortals. If you dare to prophesy gods, you will definitely die miserably.

After listening to William's introduction to Toril, Naven could only be deeply grateful that there was no such god in his universe.

Then I also understood why the God of Time and Space was so wary of Toriel. After the accident, he handed everything over to William, closed the Kingdom of God tightly, and never left the house.

In particular, even he heard that strange call: Toril longed for sincere warriors to save the world threatened by evil.

William, who also heard it, just commented lightly: One fool like Tire is enough.

After William knew that Navin Spencer had also heard it, he made a conclusion: Tyr was probably about to escape from Toril's terrible oppression. He owed Toril the will of the world for thousands of years of dedicated service. Almost paid off.

Now is the most critical time. If Tire cannot bear it, he may be tricked to death again. Otherwise, Naven, who has gathered the loyalty and guardianship of Trasil, will not hear this call.

However, Tyr is not that easy to deal with. If any fool accepts this summons, he will only be able to enjoy the glory for a while when Tyr falls. After the god of justice is resurrected, his life will be better and he will become Tire. If you follow the gods, if you are unlucky, your soul will be destroyed.

William sat back on his throne, tilted his head and said: "Hill is the most reliable. Looking at the path chosen for the undead, they can just get away from the messy things on the mainland. Luskan is really the safest now.

Even though I brought Laila... that's okay, as long as I don't become a tool for those guys to fight for power.

Tsk!

Not to mention Laila, even bringing a magic goddess will be fine. "