Shar's words sounded simple, but they were full of deadly intent... If Ubtao died, whether Dendar emerged or not, the Chult Peninsula would be blown to pieces.
Ao had charged Helm with guarding Toril, and Helm had always prided himself on his unwavering resolve... So he would never dare lay a finger on Ubtao.
At most, he would brave the pressure from that tyrannosaur to rescue those believers who had no idea what they were getting into.
So once war truly broke out in Chult, Helm would either lose his life or lose the image he had built for himself as someone who would do anything for his believers... In short, he would be shameless.
Chult and Mazték were alike in many ways... Each had a primordial deity who was effectively its sole object of worship.
But Ubtao, the one in Chult, had stepped forward and volunteered to stand watch over the Night Serpent Dendar. In exchange for that duty, he had secured dominion over the Chult Peninsula.
This former Savage God had devoted himself wholeheartedly to building his territory. When he returned to the Celestial Realm, he even infused part of his essence into the land of Chult itself so he would not grow distant from his people. It entered the soil and mineral veins, the rivers and streams, and the lives of its plants and animals.
In short, Ubtao had become one with the Chult Peninsula... On the peninsula, the dinosaur god had effectively taken on the work of an Earth Goddess.
Chauntea would never take such an enormous risk by infusing her essence into Toril... No amount of divine power meant anything if she did not live to enjoy it.
Ubtao's scattered fragments eventually formed countless lesser nature spirits, leaving no part of Chult where outsiders could