Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Capítulo 1392: Chapter 1182: The Moment in the Spotlight

Edna shook her head: “There shouldn’t be a problem, just like with Kranvo. After all, the evil Lich wouldn’t believe in you anyway.

Some undead creatures have no choice but to exist. They would rather feel the tranquility of the world of death… That’s nice, Visaron might even find some joy in hell.

After all, you, the successor… definitely cannot reconcile with Sel.”

Midnight tilted her head slightly, seemingly also sensing that subtle relationship, and laughed along with Edna.

Edna pondered for a while, feeling it was not an issue at all: Could she really reach any friendly agreement with Bane?

His actions have always challenged her limits.

She didn’t meet them just for a fight because she had high enough intelligence.

So, Sel’s Land of the Necromancy, which now belongs to Bane, she naturally doesn’t need to worry about whether they are happy having such a trouble-loving Main God above them.

That seems alright too~

If Midnight is truly dedicated to returning those unlucky undead, swept up by the Undead Scourge, to peace, it would indeed be a great thing for these undead: even if they can’t enter the River Styx for eternal slumber in the future, at least they won’t be commanded by a Necromancer to harm others.

This world, although full of people who don’t care about hurting others, still has many who would rather sleep than live to harm others.

The most uncomfortable thing about Toril isn’t just that those without abilities don’t even have the right to face the world with kindness, is it?

After all, the consequences of kindness, for the most part, end up with no place to rest in death, and they might even lose their souls afterwards… unless you have the ability to protect your kindness.

In that case, maybe Midnight will gain more followers!

Moreover, if Midnight can truly achieve this, there would undoubtedly be a lot to see in Toril… for example, many metallic dragons and gemstone dragons forced to become dragon liches, would they still choose to place their faith in the Dracolich Lord, Tiamat?

Even if these giant dragons only aim to inconvenience Tiamat, it would still bring considerable faith power to Midnight!

Compared to Edna’s initial prediction of just a few small cats, it seems a lot better!

She really hadn’t thought of it initially, because despite being a good job, it basically belongs to the domain of the Grim Reaper.

However, because of the peculiar relationship between AO and Jacob, the faith in the River Styx on the Toril Land has always spread through fear and disaster… things like saving the distressed, even if it’s just saving souls, are only for Toril Gods to do; Jacob and his Grim Reaper are absolutely out of the question.

The previous three Grim Reapers were too lazy to manage this matter, they originally liked letting the world fear facing death.

And now, Kranvo, who is willing to appease these souls, is a bit held back, he’s still probing Toril, or AO, to see what extent they would permit him to go.

Requiems aren’t easy to sing; they can suddenly turn into the Song of Broken Souls.

So there’s always been a lack of magic in this aspect in Toril.

Even though the gap is so obvious, The Wise Ones can only watch.

The true master of the River Styx is not to be trifled with, Jacob is never just the genteel steward he appears to be.

Even Kranvo probably wouldn’t tolerate an outsider’s hand reaching into his domain.

But if it’s Midnight… unless Jacob wants to change the Master of Death again, he can only accept it.

But compared to figures like Cyric and Milko, it’s clear Jacob prefers Kranvo. After all, this Grim Reaper isn’t easily swayed by AO… Edna has always thought that Kranvo’s only advantage is that his stubborn brain, once made up, can’t be changed by anything.

So, as long as Midnight doesn’t go overboard, even if she dances on Jacob’s boundaries, that old man can only watch powerlessly.

Hehe~

Edna suddenly laughed, it was quite a good outcome!

Even if AO has some hidden agenda, if it lets him see Jacob’s repressed frustration, he might bypass Midnight.

In that case… Midnight’s chances of full restoration seem a bit higher!

Feeling a glimmer of hope, Edna smiled at the still bewildered Midnight.

Midnight didn’t realize at all that she had gained a bit more chance for mere survival, she just spread her hands: “I can’t accept evil in my heart.

But the force of death doesn’t necessarily mean evil.

This point, I can certainly understand.

Just like a lich, don’t they also belong to the kind alignment?

If the force of death can bring about such beings, it proves that whether it’s evil or not depends on the user.

Having nothing to do with the power itself.

Moreover, Kranvo… seems quite comfortably living, he’s even more intolerant of evil than I am.

Not being tasked with major responsibilities is pretty good; he can easily offload burdens.

After all, Jacob doesn’t care if he takes on a few more divine roles, as long as the biggest and most troublesome ones aren’t his.”

Edna couldn’t help but roll her eyes: Visaron only appeared because the evil lich was kicked out of the circle by Kranvo!

Even Jacob had to accept the claw Talos extended in.

However, Edna now doubts that the old man knew long ago Talos was Gewoosh, and that’s why he appeared so generous.

He probably isn’t up to anything good, stirring up trouble is what he’s best at.

It’s just that the appearance of the Undead Tribe left him without much opportunity to make a move on this Path of Destiny.

Speaking of which, AO really doesn’t know if he’s made a profit or a loss this time… solving so many crises all at once!

Edna even feels the Ferun Great Land has been cleaned thoroughly enough… clean enough that the Tablets of Fate will need to rewrite the plot to stir up anything.

The stories that appear on the Tablets of Fate aren’t so easily woven… they require a series of coincidences, a series of opportunities to come together, and just the right group of fools to be adventuring.

Though it seems like all soap operas, it actually takes some brain cells to write out those buckets of melodrama.

Edna couldn’t help but smirk, planning to check at the next Pantheon meeting to see how many hairs the great God Above Gods has left on his head.

Just not sure, after Dandell, if something else will pop up… she always feels ending the grand play with the world-ending serpent isn’t AO’s style.

The grand finale of a soap opera can’t be that magnificent… the Guardian God and the world-ending serpent perish together, and then the reincarnated Goddess of Magic awakens resolutely, sealing the serpent completely?

Such a glorious and brilliant result, AO would never use it.

Although the old Undead has always hidden his existence, he also wouldn’t let any deity become the benefactor of the whole world.

This world has always been: the most vulgar melodrama can always suppress the brightest heroes.

Hmm?

Edna looked up at the sky, turning to Midnight: “A kind Lich, huh? Although there are indeed terrifying creatures like that, well, you two might have some common language, I can’t concern myself.

Honestly, I still don’t understand your thinking, but… I’m willing to give you freedom within the range I can achieve.

So…

Dandell is about to succeed, we…”

Edna looked seriously at Midnight: “If you are willing to make an effort for your future again, then… don’t waste any more time.

For your love, for you to remain yourself, just come in!

I’m willing to share my luck with you once.”

“Once…” Midnight chuckled softly, “You speak so much more rigorously than I do.”

Then she looked solemnly at Edna: “Thank you.”

Her deep black eyes rippled with light: Even though she had long determined her fate, having one more chance to be herself, she… still couldn’t control her excitement.

She realized, she still wanted to live!

Midnight slowly transformed into a mist of light… it was a fiery red.

The red mist quickly dashed into the Immortal’s Visit, and on the purple and white flowers, the red crystalline veins suddenly spread out.

Until a layer of red transparent crystal formed on the blooming Immortal’s Visit flower.

Like a flower specimen sealed in a cylindrical red crystal.

Edna gently cradled the Immortal’s Visit in her arms, focusing intently and waiting — only at the moment of Dandell’s thrilling strike, is it the best time for her to leave the soul space.

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ furrowed its brows and glanced at the sky.

The serpent didn’t seem tired at all, relentlessly pounding the sky like a pile driver.

The Fantasy World is truly strange, it’s clearly all air, yet somehow acts like a piece of toughened glass.

He glanced at the Undead Tribe exchanging blows with the Witch, picked up his tablet and began tapping furiously, speaking rapidly: “Qiuqiu, go find Elder, from now on use Light of Dawn every hour, remember, in the Dimensional Space keep using Power of Light.

I will ask Baldy and the others to use oil paintings to patch it up, tell her to try using the Holy Scripture at the center of the space.”

“Got it.” ‘Qiuqiu’ was just about to leave but suddenly remembered, “Others also have Dawn Stone, give it to Elder…”

“Doesn’t Elder have three?” ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ rolled his eyes, “While I’m glad you suddenly made a move with your brain, using only half your mind is actually worse than not using it.

The one Elder used is already on cooldown.”

‘Qiuqiu’ retorted with an even bigger eye roll: “Huh~ don’t I remember the time is problematic? Hmm? Is it problematic?

Being by your side, if I also watch the clock, wouldn’t it be worse than death?”

Then the Female Mage quickly ran off, not giving Snow Old Dog any chance to retort… her mouth may not be as vicious as Old Dog’s, but definitely better at choosing the timing to slip away~

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ glared at ‘Qiuqiu’s’ quickly retreating figure… cursing then running is definitely the best way to handle him.

Of course, it has to be his own people.

The Magic Cult long got used to treating their Clan Leader this way… only ‘Qiuqiu’ previously hesitated to do so.

But now she’s completely integrated into the Magic Cult family… since Old Dog will only be Old Dog from now on, who will give him a chance to curse people!

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ smiled and then began typing on his tablet… Youth Journey of the Wenjian World is about to make a grand debut.