Survive In The Fourth Heavenly Calamity

Chapter 210 The Special Envoy of the Association Who Left Half of His Life Before Entering the Door

Even if they know that elves and dwarves are human enemies, these countries and organizations plan to wait to see how William’s battle is going to make a decision.

He even waved the flag and shouted secretly, so I didn’t dare to let people know.

How could he treat a warlock who was targeted by the Mage Guild and the Fairy Forest together.

Hill doesn’t care about this, it’s just right not to deal with him.

Without friendship, there is no possibility of even asking Hill to do something, but Hill feels very good.

It’s just that he felt a little bit that these people seemed to regard William too kindly.

Probably, there are few kings who are neutral and kind in this world, so their views on William have deviated from reality.

Hill recalled William’s style of doing things and gloated for a while for the future that these lucky people could see.

Then he returned to the messenger of the Mage Association.

With such hesitation, should you still want to go back alive?

Hill sneered. Why didn’t Fran intervene in this matter? He wanted Hill Liwei.

Otherwise, as long as he speaks, the Mage Association will be more honest.

On the day of the legend of Flange, the laws of the sky determined his position where the gods did not dare to offend easily.

But although Hill is a blood relative of Fran, he is not a member of Fran’s Magic Tower.

If you do this to Adrian, it is a direct provocation to Fran.

In the world of the mage, blood relationship is meaningless.

If Hill relies on Flange to prevent this, she will only be a vassal of Flange’s Magic Tower in the future.

Flange didn’t have the will in this regard, so Hill had to face all these temptations independently.

But this is what grandfather really loves Hill.

Adrian would indeed protect Hill, but he wouldn’t care either. Hill could only rely on their magic tower to survive.

This little difference seems to be nothing, but for Hill, who can live for tens of thousands of years, it is actually very important.

Only those who really love him would consider such a cautious.

Most people can’t see it clearly, but the senior leaders of the Mage Association understand it.

What Hill suspected was that the messenger who came to test him didn’t understand.

Compared to other tempted legends, Hill is the one who will definitely kill.

In other words, the Mage Association has been probing for a long time and sent an idiot out?

No, it should be an idiot with a backstage.

It’s like the fool’s envoy who is pursuing the fairy princess.

He bet that Hill would give him the legendary Face of the law behind him.

After all, Hill was young and in the kind-hearted camp, and he might really be able to retreat.

Hill stood up, washed and changed clothes.

He put on a black robe, solemnly.

In the magical aura flying above the small town, Hill stood still and looked in the direction of the western border city.

If Hill has shown a welcoming attitude and can’t come, then today can be completely over.

Hill only stayed in the sky for 1 minute before sitting in the lobby on the 3rd floor of the Lord’s Mansion.

On the 2nd floor downstairs, the hall was full of undead people gnawing food, and on the 2nd floor there were a large number of mages making potions.

They are busy, coming in and out, no one cares about Hill here.

Even if Hill had such a good relationship with the undead, even if they took Hill’s mission and killed him.

But NPC is NPC, and all the attention is when the undead is okay.

Rather than paying attention to what Hill was doing, they wanted to do what they were doing quickly and get rid of the enemies outside.

This opportunity is really a great opportunity for revenge for these members of the Xueyunfeng Alliance.

In the perennial hostile family, who has few fixed enemies?

They can be resurrected directly from the church in the small town when they die, and the gang on the opposite side has to run 500 kilometers.

If it weren’t for a boss who would have ran away in the last days, who would have done such a foolish thing!

Take advantage of this opportunity to kill the enemy a few more times, more than anything else.

It is also because of this that Hill can keep his own sanity and will not get closer to the relationship with these undead races.

Hill often reminds himself that if you finally survive this chaos, don’t get into it completely.

The lord’s mansion that Hill entered when the sun was thick, and the wizard from the Mage Guild did not arrive outside the town until the night was getting thicker.

The old cat directly switched the giant screen to this wizard very neatly.

When the undead saw him coming, they quickly started a live broadcast.

He took a group of people and hesitated for a while on the periphery of the battlefield.

Through the window, Hill looked at a dozen people hesitating there, and he could feel that they were all very young wizards and archmages.

“Why does the archmage dare to come?” Liszt asked strangely.

“The risk of the follower is smaller?” Hill guessed. “They provoke the legend and die, and someone has to go back and report how he died? Is this to be a witness?”

“Then what do they do now?” Liszt looked curiously, “The wizard can still open a magic shield and rush in. Archmage, if you add 10 layers, you have to die?”

There were tens of thousands of wizard-level people who were fighting outside.

And obviously, a few of them are not qualified to let these undead people take a high look and stop fighting.

Hill is a legend.

Even if they are here to find something, it is impossible for a legend to go out to greet them.

They have to rely on their own ability to walk into the gate of the town before someone will lead the way at the gate of the lord’s mansion.

Hill looked at the visitors who wandered for a while, and finally set off toward the town together with layers of shields.

“The one who sent someone here, the bid is quite high!” Hill commented lightly, “The archmage thinks it’s worthwhile to die.”

Hill watched indifferently, even if two archmages were accidentally killed in the fire wall of the undead flying indiscriminately.

They were already in the middle of the battlefield, outside the main gate of the town, which was the fiercest place of the battle.

Many people who rushed out after the resurrection were crowded here.

Soon another great mage died under the long sword that the swordsman dropped out of his hands.

Hill looked at the nervous wizards, and there was no room left to take care of the arch wizards behind them.

The undead seem to have found some fun too.

Both parties in the fight indifferently directed the way they must go, increasing the intensity of the attack.

Hill looked indifferently at the wizards who had left all the archmage’s lives before walking to the door of the town.

Hill never knew that he had actually changed so much.

In the eyes of the undead, this was just missing data, but Hill knew that these people were alive.

Their lives were completely dissipated under Hill’s will.

Hill, is no longer the little mage who just walked out of White Horse City who didn’t want anyone to die because of him.

Hill wondered in a daze. If he had just left the border of Salar, he might have really done what these people wanted, but he would just be wounded and expelled.

Even Hill, who went to Cortez to travel, would softly let go of those who directly angered him.

However, in fact, in this fantasy world, it has no warning significance to beat people into serious injuries.

Ordinary people, even if they have a backstage, will not dare to offend professionals.

For them, Death is too light.

But professionals, especially high-rank professionals, as long as they don’t die, there is nothing to be afraid of.

No matter how noble and noble Fran casts Hill, in their eyes, Hill is a kind-hearted camp that will not kill.

Even if they knew that Hill had killed people at a low level, they were not afraid.

Ordinary people or even low-level professionals, are they considered human in these eyes?

Hill looked at the wizards indifferently, and rushed into the town gate with wounds, and motioned for Liszt to let Martha go to meet him.

There is no need to leave them time to tidy up their clothes.

Hill sat on the sofa in the front of the hall, calmly watching the wizards brought in by Martha.

Even if they look ugly and feel embarrassed, these people still try to show Hill an image that is neither humble nor overbearing.

But collecting money to trouble Hill was enough to show them a trace of guilty conscience.

Looking at the personable, but always feel a little cramped.

“His Royal Highness Polano.” A mage with a red robe and a long white beard, with his hands on his chest and saluting, said, “Congratulations on your becoming a legend. Please allow me. , Harris Terry, on behalf of the Mage Association, I would like to extend my sincerest congratulations to you.”

Hill nodded: “Thank you.”

Then I waited for his follow-up in his spare time.

This is a performance that both parties know well, and it depends on the abilities of the actors.

“According to the tradition of the Mage Association, please allow me to provide you with the internal information of the association that only legends are eligible to watch.” Sorcerer Terry said arrogantly.

Take out a wad of paper more than one meter high from the ring.

Hill gave a funny smile.

If it is another legend, and there are entourages around, it will naturally take over these materials.

Then he can also play condescendingly, leaving behind these unsubscribed materials, watching the entourage scrambling all over the floor.

Hill knew what they wanted to do when he saw these scattered papers. Although these materials had magical auras on them to ensure that people below the legend could not see the contents, they were not put in the gift box.

But at this moment, there were only two towers standing beside Hill.

Hill waited for him to send these documents.

If you dare to throw it directly on the ground, Hill will immediately kill him.

He didn’t have a chance to say what he wanted to say.

The magician held the documents for 2 seconds, then quickly sent the papers to Hill and offered them with both hands.

Hill was a little surprised. What he wanted to say to himself seemed important?

Hill didn’t say a word, just waved a gust of wind and sent the paper to the small table next to it.

This is something he deserves, and Hill will not discard it for no reason.

“His Royal Highness Polano.” Terry returned to his previous position and continued, “His Royal Highness asked me to ask you whether you intend to teach wind magic? If there is no problem, the Wizards Association can send someone right away. Come.”

“No.” Is the legend of mixed elves? Hill speculated.

“The Mage Association is willing to pay a sufficient price.” Terry said very arrogantly.

“You can roll.” Hill said coldly, leaning on the noble and gorgeous sofa.