Survive In The Fourth Heavenly Calamity

Chapter 512

During the time when the undead were trapped in the Winter Kingdom, Liszt could feel the occasional fluctuations outside the magic tower.

The undead handed over the camp center they built to Liszt before leaving the country of winter.

For Liszt, who once controlled the entire territory, these relatively simple magic circles were easy to manipulate.

In fact, these magic circles are not very strong. Even if Liszt reacts obviously to the fluctuations of the elements outside, it is actually difficult to monitor the existence of false gods.

But people in this world couldn’t understand that the undead would hand over the camp they had worked so hard to build to Hill, who was obviously not a companion.

After they secretly entered the undead camp, they often borrowed the shadows of the alchemy hut on the floor to hide, and the elemental fluctuations were more obvious.

If talking about these pseudo-gods, Hill still needs to estimate who their original bodies are. He really didn’t plan to let go of those legends who came to this time with his feet.

The reward for the Pantheon is actually not the highest on Hill’s side.

But there are always people who think that a legendary mage is just a matter of fact, as long as there are more people, even if there is a magic tower, it can be easily killed.

Hill suspected that the most well-informed gold coin church on the mainland had concealed the fact that the four gods of the fury were actually in Hill’s hands.

This is the first time Hill has slashed so many lives. The mage hasn’t come to trouble him, but swordsmen, knights, shamans, thieves, and even some of the gods have really come.

Hill was angry at first, but then he felt that it didn’t matter. He took this opportunity to learn more about various professions in other worlds.

Trashir’s inheritance is actually very old, probably because most of the professions are passed on from the elves.

Hill gently waved his hand, and the meteor shower once again slammed into a foolish idiot. Of course, this skill was originally called Meteorite Heaven, but Hill also habitually followed the undead as a meteor shower.

“Even if the Gold Coin Church blocked the news and so many people died, why would any fools come out?” Hill asked quietly, “Is there anything wrong with the profession for the last ones?”

“There are more thieves.” Liszt calculated it again and immediately replied, “There are fewer and fewer who can only attack the camp directly, and those who come from behind are thieves who can be invisible.”

“No.” Hill shook his head. “No matter which world it is a thieves, they are not stupid stupid things that can’t be beaten, unless they have a compelling reason.”

Especially at the legendary level, everyone is a good backstab, well-informed, and quick escape is the most basic skill of thieves.

“Although I can’t see their true appearance, some of the thieves who came last are humans, and some of them don’t know whether they are halflings or dwarfs. They are all small.”

Hill estimated that in the past two days, hundreds of legends have died in his hands.

Even if the legends in this world are worthless, they are all fake legends similar to those of the undead, it should be a big blow to the forces behind them.

Hill suddenly froze, “Are they a dwarf or a kobold? Not halflings, they are a bit stouter.”

Liszt tried to recall that although Hill’s meteor shower killed people very fast, it would always catch fire, so after the death of those little thieves, it was really hard to see what it looked like.

But the kobolds, even if they hide deeper, they can still find something different.

It’s just that these legends all died in a relatively outer place. Hill didn’t like to have to deal with the corpses, and they would deal with them as far away as possible. Liszt only paid attention to whether they were really dead.

He nodded solemnly: “I was too careless. There are indeed some people who seem to have tails and their mouths are a little protruding! But there must be a lot of dwarfs, and some people burned their masks first.”

Hill raised his head and looked into the distance, some small black spots appeared on the horizon.

A sporadic undead started flying to the camp, probably some people who didn’t like the environment of the Winter Kingdom, and ran away after completing the mission.

In terms of the undead’s habit, no matter how complicated the task is, once someone finishes it first, then the large troops behind will also be completed very quickly.

Hill smiled. The undead army will probably come back soon. The two false gods who have been squatting in the shadows will be too late if they don’t do anything today.

After a few glances at the pseudo-god who kept firmly in the shadows, Hill was a little dazed. Did he ignore something?

How does this man behind the scenes feel that he is bound to win his magical weapon?

“Are there only kobolds in this world?” Hill stood up and found a racial introduction.

It just says that kobolds are the race of Life in the volcano. They are huge in number, naturally not afraid of flames, like mining, and are born evil camp.

There is no description of the existence he really wants to see.

But this is impossible. If there is no support behind the kobold, how could there be so many legendary thieves?

Hill found the introduction of dwarves and dwarves, and found that most of them were engaged in the life of miners and equipment manufacturing.

Especially dwarfs, they almost gave up all their hobbies and made jewelry every day.

However, due to the characteristics of these two races, for thousands of years, there hasn’t been any famous equipment or jewels spread out!

He stood up and found the auction brochure of the Golden Age Chamber of Commerce over the years.

This chamber of commerce likes to gather all their famous auction merchandise into a book and give them to some big customers for appreciation.

In fact, it is for them to prepare their money earlier.

No matter which world it is in, as long as it is an auction, a slightly more savvy merchant will actually come to this point.

When Hill bought second-hand books, he often saw these exquisite pamphlets. He was so thankful that he was not picky, as long as he did not have any books, he accepted them.

He watched for a long time, in a world with such a long history, there really is no such gorgeous jewelry that has been handed down for a long time!

Hill glanced at the Winter Ring on his finger, the exquisite frost gem flowing with seductive light.

He found a book about races other than humans, and found a little introduction to goblins.

Goblin, in this world, turned out to be a slave to a kobold!

Obviously there were hundreds of thousands of them, but in the end they were controlled by the kobolds who were said to have only tens of thousands.

Hill looked in a daze. If the number of goblins exceeds a certain level, it will really become a disaster.

If the kobold were really so strong, he would have become the master of the entire Faerun Continent a long time ago.

Hill glanced at the camp outside, and the faster wizard had fallen on the wall of the camp.

Hill noticed that they had changed directions in the air. They wanted to go back to where their family was, but suddenly changed their directions in mid-air.

These were probably the undead who wanted to go back to their alchemy hut to rest, and noticed the corpses outside the camp.

After they whispered and discussed for a while, they raised their hands high and built a wall of fire outside the camp.

Now, there is no need for Liszt to worry about whether there will be anyone pretending to be dead. The undead seem to be used to cleaning the battlefield so cleanly.

Hill has long discovered that the undead cannot pick up corpses. No matter who they kill, except for their Interspatial Ring and weapons, their eyes cannot see the equipment on the corpse.

William and the god of time and space actually considered a lot, not just to make the undead invisible to the blood in front of them.

Hill glanced outside and suddenly took out a set of extravagant mage equipment from the pendant.

From the forehead crown to the earrings, from the bracelet to the armband, everything is available.

This kind of element-added jewelry in the style of the Salar court was given to him by Adrian.

When Hill became a legend, Adrian gave him a lot of flashy things. His technology for making jewelry was actually not as good as Melanie, and it was a waste of gems.

But this was a good intention from Adrian. He also asked Hill to dismantle and sell when needed, but Hill did not plan to sell this set of jewelry even when he was the poorest.

Adrian is not a person who often makes alchemy equipment. This is a gift made by himself to congratulate Hill. Hill still cherishes it.

But Hill didn’t have much interest to bring with him, so large elemental gems were worn in strings, and they had no meaning other than being heavy.

But today, it is very suitable for them to play.

When Hill appeared on the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of the Magic Tower, one shadow in the camp quickly fluctuated, and although there was movement in the other, it was relatively subtle.

Unlike the one here, he was telling Hill about his existence.

Probably knowing that he could not hide it, the tall figure in the shadow jumped up, and two silver lights directly pierced the crystal French window in front of Hill.

The undead on the wall shouted angrily, and Hill was still in the mood to hear what they were cursing.

Then he couldn’t help twisting the corners of his mouth.

The thinking of the undead is really jumping! When they are so anxious, they can still shout: “Dog thief, let go of that beautiful boy, or you will only be 10,000 years old!”

Or what is “Is the teacher too beautiful? Why do you want to grab a man?”

Hill sighed, his curiosity was really outdated.

The two swords of the tall thief smashed directly on the crystal window, igniting a fierce spark, and the undead fireball rushed towards his head across half of the camp.

Hill’s attention was caught by the small figure that jumped out from behind the tall thief, and he almost rushed to the crystal window after the two swords.

The cooperation is really good, although it is not the same race, but it is very tacit!

It is a pity that all their calculations are based on the crystal window that can be directly broken by the previous one.

It is a pity that the mage, who was hurriedly defending by breaking the French windows in their imagination, was not directly pierced into the heart by the dagger of the little thief.

The windows that looked clear and transparent were not broken at all.

They only harvested dozens of fireballs.