"An He? War God?" Lansendel asked in confusion, "Shouldn’t it be the Mulholland Divine King, the one called Lei?"
Shaer shook her head: "No, it’s An He.
He’s ford from the remnants of the consciousness of the forr Mulholland Divine King, you haven’t forgotten that, have you?
The one Gewoosh eliminated... From Enser’s side ca so Divine Soul, but Mulholland brought the whole family!
Wasn’t he killed and imdiately reincarnated back to Mulholland?
A part of the Divine Power crystallization was left behind and beca the War God An He.
No wonder.
Ha~ Because he was a Deity ford in Toril, although not our native Deity, it’s still quite easy for him to sneak into Toril.
Hmph~ No wonder Xaries had issues, no wonder Marla lost to Sebek!
The current Divine King Lei doesn’t have the ability to control Xaries.
Although his soul contains so will of the forr Divine King, reincarnation is reincarnation."
Shaer stood up lightly, with a look of disdain: "Back when I devoured Xaries, I saw so mories related to Mulholland.
This pantheon, although it seems to have many Deities, the Divine King’s power is supre. Even the Goddesses married into it will heed their husband’s word due to the pantheon’s nature.
Xaries acted out so recklessly because she first felt what true freedom was.
That cat-like Goddess used to live every day chained, of course, she would hate it when she thought of that side, and refuse to return, even if it ant giving up her Divine Position in Mulholland.
Unexpectedly, after all these years, Xaries has rged with more than one facet in Toril, and almost couldn’t escape An He’s control.
Ha~
This guy couldn’t accept being controlled in Mulholland, so he wanted to co to Toril to rebuild his Mulholland pantheon!
Ha~ I ntioned, during the last Multiverse Gods eting, Lei was clearly invading another Universe... an invasion of a Universe usually takes at least a millennium.
How could he have the audacity to invade Toril simultaneously!
Turns out it’s not the entire Mulholland pantheon, no wonder AO didn’t react.
The old man is truly cunning! He planned to use soone else’s plot to train his own Deities!"
Lansendel hesitated for a mont and looked at the giant screen, saying: "I was saying, Mulholland generally likes to advance together, how co this ti just these two are fighting from start to finish."
"I’ve heard that as long as a Goddess acknowledges the Divine King as her husband, she will be influenced, right?" Celene said a bit confusedly, "But, that’s our Toril’s Goddess of Magic!
AO wouldn’t allow such circumstances!"
"He never planned to permanently control Mystra." Lansendel suddenly spoke, "The best outco is Mystra giving him a child.
If that doesn’t work, she could simply make a vow, like never using conflict from emotions to act against the Mulholland God System, and that would suffice?
At that point, the Mulholland pantheon has already secured footing in Toril through Mystra... the Earthbound Deities, who can do anything?
Across at Anmur... isn’t it open for occupation?
If Mystra truly wanted to take over this country, the Undead Tribe... probably wouldn’t interfere, would they?
Shaer, what do you say?"
Shaer sat down with furrowed brows: "Ha~ you’re wrong.
If Edna were truly controlled, the Undead Tribe would go amok attacking Mulholland."
Celene tilted her head asking: "Shouldn’t William have the final say?"
"The Undead Tribe is a guest invited by Teraxil," Shaer turned to her, "Normally they follow the host, but if they went absolutely berserk, without affecting the host, the host wouldn’t be so harsh to the guests."
Celene was about to ask but then abruptly turned her head: "List! Can the livestream at sea open a second line? The other Undead Tribe fleet."
"Yes, ma’am." With List’s gentle voice, the giant screen opened a fourth panel.
In the middle was Edna’s battle, on the left was the ever-growing Night Ghost Hag, while two on the right showed side by side: the double-headed bug still being blocked by crabs, and... the Sahua Fishn blocked by sharks filling the strait.
"My heavens!" Lansendel leaped up suddenly, wings flapping, tracing a strange curve in the air, "Is this Ambori?"
He landed with a puzzled face, almost unable to maintain his peacock form, entirely turning into light: "What’s going on in this world?"
"Hmm..." Celene was also a bit lost, "Though it’s not the first ti seeing her human form, the first ti seeing... such a lady-like image!"
Though still quite fierce, for Ambori who usually dressed in tatters and counted shells as ornants, this image was simply breaking the limits of All Gods.
"Rose turned to shit." Shaer comnted indifferently, "Ambori beca human, Heim mounted Cyric.
This Path of Destiny truly deserves eternal commoration."
"Wait, the crabs let soone go." Celene exclaid lightly, "No, they only released the double-headed bug, that guy suddenly flew up, charging towards the Dinsional Space!
The Night Ghost Hag seems ready to explode.
Hmm?
Why is Hydra rushing over too? Shaer."
"Of course she has to rush over!" Shaer’s tone held a hint of excitent, "Her Divinity is linked to Darkness and Fear, sea creatures following Underdark deities like Hydra, can just take over!"
"Ah..." Celene finally recalled, "Right oh~ Nominally she follows that giant lizard, while Underdark can indeed connect with the Old Witch.
You’re trying to utilize that Power of Darkness to seal Divinity, saving quite a bit of effort."
Then she belatedly said, "What about the Double-headed Baboon? Does he also want to ascend to godhood?"
"He has no interest in the Pri Material Plane." Shaer gazed at the giant screen, murmuring, "But he is very interested in the Blood War.
Between the Abyss and Hell, the Bottomless Abyss is more invested in the Blood War.
If he devours a Hell lord attempting to beco a deity, upon returning, he would certainly receive more rewards from the Abyss.
Perhaps he could even eliminate competitors like Six Fingers in one fell swoop!"
"Huh?" Celene tilted her head, "So the Undead Tribe didn’t stop him because they have a grudge against Six Fingers?
That crab’s blue wall doesn’t seem incapable of defending against the sky."
"Ha~" Shaer raised an eyebrow, "I think they hate the Double-headed Baboon even more."
"What do you an?" Celene asked, puzzled.
"Did you forget about Manks?" Lansendel felt that Celene’s mory might be worse than an amoeba’s, as if out of sight ans out of mind, "Though the Lord of Hell was chasing Safras, he can appear in Dinsional Space anyti!
He deliberately went over there just now, clearly leaving a mory marker!
Why else would he go there?
Is it possible he went to ask the Undead what ga they were playing?"
"If it were , seeing the Undead like that, I would go ask." Celene replied indifferently.
"I would too!" Lansendel admitted honestly, "But I don’t think the Lord of Hell would be as bored as ."
Shaer gently turned her head; communicating with these two was less valuable than seeking out Ambori.
"Ambori?" A huge great white shark swimming among hundreds of thousands of Sahua Fishn suddenly transford into a human form.
Sekola, though he preferred the form of a giant shark in the Mortal Realm, felt it was easier to use a human mouth when faced with an opponent in this unusual form, as he rarely had so much to say.
"What shocked you?"
The enormous fishman’s shoulders were adorned with purple giant conch shoulder guards, with a purple sash wrapped around his waist. Sekola once thought this attire was quite refined for a Sea God, considering Ambori could show up clad in seaweed.
But today, the Ambori he saw seed as if he had been devoured by soone.
"Strange, the aura is still the sa?" Sekola muttered to himself, "Did you let soone devour you right after Talos died?
Hmm? Speak, Ambori!
Or are you still Ambori?
Could it be that new little goddess from elsewhere?
Then why devour Ambori? Isn’t he stinky?"
Initially, Ambori was stepping on a shark with a smile, but he suddenly erupted in anger: "*****! Sekola, what nonsense are you spouting?"
"So it is still Ambori..." The God of Sahua Fishn drooped his head dispiritedly, "I thought the Toril Ocean suddenly mutated!
Turns out they’re all just mad.
Tsk! Stop pretending! Seaweed suits you better."
Ambori roared, and a gigantic wave crashed directly toward the fish head opposite him.
"Sekola and Ambori, what a match made in heaven!" Celene suddenly muttered.
Lansendel shuddered, "Are you dazed from recent events? Celene! Don’t say such terrifying things!
If that becos reality, who will pay for my eyes?
You?"
Celene looked around, dramatically extending a finger toward the giant screen, "Edna seems very focused on that Soul Flower~
Ah... the crocodile and the cat have discovered it and are trying to attack.
Edna seems a bit flustered, why doesn’t she just put it away?"
Shaer pondered, "Hmm?
Could it be..."
"(⊙o⊙) Wow!" Lansendel’s roar interrupted her, "Kranvo!
Why is he here?
This clearly mimics Edna!
She hasn’t even admitted she’s Midnight...
And the two Ednas could clearly handle it!
Why did he rush out to save soone?"
Edna looked at the burly black-haired man with eyes fixed on the Immortal’s Visit, helplessly saying, "Can we deal with these two first?"
"Don’t worry! I’ll co help too!" A cheerful voice ca from the sea.
"Veil...? Kranvo?" Eyes almost unable to leave the tip of Edna’s fingers, Kranvo glanced lightly, swung his scythe, and directly knocked the cat flying, landing precisely... in front of the mariti god’s feet.
Then the towering Grim Reaper directly charged towards the Crocodile Head, seemingly intending for a swift and decisive battle.
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