Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1231: Chapter 1022: Long-Lost News… Dragon News

Lansender didn’t speak, just glanced at Hill… The appearance of this Nature Mage was not part of the calculations of the Tablets of Fate!

Shaer sneered twice, “That’s Midnight… after being unlucky for so long, she finally had a stroke of good luck.

Otherwise, even if she was really set up by Safras, AO wouldn’t care, but after everything ended, he would step out to arbitrate… a Goddess of the Weave without emotions or her own opinions isn’t bad, is it?”

Icewind Valley had already reached the battlefield, shouting as they charged toward the huge sound waves created by the Undead Tribe of the beastmen, but it didn’t heat up the suddenly cold atmosphere of the Floating Castle.

Even if the Red Knight, with the help of the Undead Tribe, rode a tall horse and knocked the beastman War God flying with a spear, the people and gods in the Floating Castle only laughed absentmindedly a few times to show appreciation.

The people here actually knew that God Above Gods very well, so they were very clear that what Shaer said was the real AO.

“Forget it… there’s no need to make the old man sound so scary.” Celene finally broke the false calm, “After all… now that Edna is pretty good, isn’t she?”

Hill, who was continuing to study those strange objects with his head down, felt only apathy in his heart… If it weren’t for his and the Undead Tribe’s appearance, the outcome Shaer mentioned would be the true future.

Therefore, no matter how friendly AO appeared to be to him, Hill wouldn’t offer even a hair-thin amount of trust like Celene’s.

No matter how well AO treated Shaer and Celene, Hill remained alert… not to mention Tyr, even Mystra, the God Above Gods, had no compassion.

Could he, coming from the outside world, really hold a more prominent status than Mystra?

No matter how broad-minded he was, he wouldn’t think so.

But AO had one redeeming quality, which was that he wouldn’t use coercive means… The fact that Toril could be as renowned in the Multiverse as it is today, with even many far-traveling deities and archmagi willing to visit this world, was due to his way of doing things.

It’s a bit more honest than devils who trap people with fake contracts, more like those who willingly take the bait.

Hill had always been on defense and counterattack in Toril… but he also understood that the Nyscroll event wasn’t a trap set by AO, he just happened to get it in his hands first, and the God Above Gods chose silence.

If these things were left in Agleya’s warehouse, it would be just another point for fate to occur.

If Hill took them with him, that would also be a surprise.

So even if some important items might lose their function, he would rather endure without speaking.

But once Hill found the Nyscroll himself, he quickly spoke up… those two things, though different in significance, were not particularly powerful divine artifacts.

They were the kind of so-called divine artifacts formed by being carried by deities for a long time and being saturated with divine power… and the materials might not even be anything significant.

As for their value… it depended on who was carrying them.

With the wealth and power Hill displayed, he could certainly afford this unexpected loss.

AO always knew the importance of cutting losses in time.

Hill didn’t speak again, glancing at the huge screen, where Usga, the son of Tampas, and the Red Knight, the daughter of Tampas, were high-spirited under the adulation of the Undead Tribe… It seemed like it was their first time experiencing the feeling of fighting with so many powerful subordinates, and their expressions were very rich.

This was probably their first time experiencing such a smooth and favorable battle, which was evident by the particularly excited demeanor of the two deities.

The Red Knight became famous in the Mortal Realm due to her military talents, being very skilled at defeating larger forces with smaller numbers… Her adventurer group, led by her, stood against numerous monster coalitions emerging from the forests during the most terrifying Years of Turmoil to protect the populace.

But actually, before that, she spent most of her time being beaten… This female knight, from the fragmented Tethyr at the time, was supposed to pray not to be a noble, so she could move home readily.

Sadly, the Red Knight’s status was that of a true Great Nobility, and she could only brace herself to face it.

Although she gained the admiration of Tampas and was elevated to a demi-divinity by him, the War God’s style left the Red Knight with very few normal battles to fight.

Additionally, sometimes having a sense of collectivity is very important.

For example, group charges, which are normal activities for the Undead Tribe, are genuinely difficult for Toril people without similar training.

So this female knight was leading a charge of Undead Knights… and it was truly exhilarating for her to see the people around her keeping up with her pace.

As for Usga… the barbarians are originally those who get beaten up all over the natural world… Of course, to put it nicely, it’s said they were trained by the harsh natural environment and the snow and wind.

Unfortunately, most barbarians don’t particularly like this form of training, or there wouldn’t always be traitors.

Usga usually stood at the forefront, being the warrior who used his body to protect the people behind him.

But this time… he is surrounded by many burly men in armor, allowing him to wield his weapon freely without the risk of injury.

On Usga’s large head, adorned with a horned helmet, his long beard almost touches his nose… The grinning Ancestral God of the barbarians is wielding a large hammer, striking with force onto the head of the beastman god, Yinafu, at a pace so brisk that even his beard seems to dance a tap dance.

This is a battle that doesn’t warrant much attention… When Tampas appears on the battlefield on a white horse, there’s even less doubt about the outcome.

Even if the opponent has a minuscule chance of turning the tables, the War God will not abandon his distinctive style of journeying on horseback over two horses.

“Shaer, isn’t Gewoosh planning to make an appearance?” Celene asked curiously.

“Just as Coron will certainly not show himself,” Shaer said flatly. “God System leaders won’t show excessive interest in the Path of Destiny, even if members of the God System fall because of it.

They would rather find ways to resurrect these unfortunate souls later.

Hehe~”

Celene tilted her head and pondered for a moment: “I understand what you mean, they don’t want to be completely bound by Toril, even though their followers and descendants stir up trouble in this world.

Honestly, I can understand why Coron would do this.

After all, from the start, he never intended to do anything for the elves of Toril… But Gewoosh?

Wasn’t he the one who initially sent the beastmen to Toril?

Does acting indifferent have any meaning?”

“No, but it gives face,” Lansendel said sharply.

“You can’t put it that way, at most… In front of beastmen in other worlds, it’s like having a tattered fig leaf,” Shaer added.

Hill glanced up… It seems these powerful divine beings of Toril really dislike the Chief Orc God.

He stared at the two remaining objects, a bit puzzled… The Book of the God of Prophecy, although incredibly wicked, is not incomprehensible.

When villains act wickedly, if there’s reasoning to be had, then it’s not true evil.

However, the more Hill thought about the original history, the more disgusted he felt, making him reluctant to continue turning the pages.

Hill sighed, fiercely operated, and unsealed the two items together… The combined power of Primordial Light and Primordial Darkness was indeed formidable.

However, it is also true that these scheming Toril deities wouldn’t seal these things with their utmost power… If sealed too tightly, mortals wouldn’t be able to uncover them? Wouldn’t that be a waste?

Perhaps they didn’t anticipate that these items, which were supposed to be discovered much later under their guidance, would one day be bundled up for 1000 gold.

Hill smirked helplessly, he didn’t intend for this, but… What’s wrong with buying some amusement for 1000 gold?

The rather thick tree trunk… Hill always thought it was some demigod giant’s rod or the like… But peeling it away layer by layer revealed a small emerald orb about the size of Hill’s fist.

The orb is surrounded by misty green radiance, the glow of life.

“Eh?” Celene asked in surprise, “Shaer, isn’t that Angelterd? Wasn’t it said to be in the hands of the Chromatic Dragon Queen?”

Hill fixed his gaze on that emerald orb… Apart from allowing humans, as well as dragons, to disguise themselves as level 18 mages, this Divine Artifact named after some Archmage from Harua essentially has the greatest ability to continually release Healing Spells… It’s most attractive to some overly long-lived Red Dragons.

And if this dragon has a daughter blessed by Bahamut, it would be even more irresistible.

Could it be that this father and daughter are in Icewind Valley?

By the way, although Tiamat cannot make detailed prophecies, she can see certain omens related to the Chromatic Dragon race in the river of destiny… So at the very least, that daughter will come to Icewind Valley in the future.

Moreover, this Divine Artifact must have some connection with her.

He couldn’t help scratching his ear, softly asking: “Do you know about the incident with that Felunryel associated with Undead Tribe and Tyr?”

Celene and Shaer immediately sat up straight from their lounge chairs, faces full of interest.

“That Red Dragon and his precious daughter haven’t been caught by Tiamat yet?” Celene glanced at Shaer and couldn’t help but laugh, “Speaking of which, Shaer, isn’t Cyric also quite interested in him?”

“How would I know?” Shaer said flatly, “But Dark Sun did use this reason to strike against Bane’s church.

He also dug up several Dragon Nests of Tiamat’s devout followers… That was… quite a lucrative gain!

Mind you, even though those guys frequently go to worship the Chromatic Dragon Queen, their nests are located over 10 kilometers from the worship site, and those ancient Chromatic Dragons unscathed by Tiamat’s raids are indeed very wealthy.”