Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

This is a very tightly sealed underground hall, and the big hole in the corner with smoke and dust proves that the undead violence is very uninvited.

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Standing with the undead, he looked down at the obsidian coffin inlaid with countless jewels and engraved with intricate magic circles in the middle of the hall. The expression on Mirimu's transparent dragon face was serious and hateful.

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"Mirimu." Xue Yunfeng, who was standing on the side, asked cheerfully, "Do you still want to pay tribute to your own life? Or? Are you missing the creative Archmage Thors who died?

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But the top has already begun to collapse! I'm afraid it's too late, or we'll start? "

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The ghost dragon froze all over, and his tone was indescribably stiff: "Don't talk nonsense! I... just... see, you guys, hurry up and start!"

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Ghost Dragon reluctantly left in front of the coffin: staying with the undead is the most useless emotion, and it can always be replaced by crying and laughing.

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When she was in a daze, the undead were already prepared. Mirimu turned to look around the hall, and asked hesitantly, "What do you want me to do?"

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"Have you put away all your things?" The Old Sanda King's tone was serious, "I don't think there's any chance of leaving you room for digging in the future."

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Mirimu shook his head: "I have a small dimensional space, although when I was in Candle Castle, I could only throw things in, but couldn't take them out.

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But for me, it's just right... I don't have anything for the guys in Candlekeep! "

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"The treasure house of giant dragons... I understand." The Old Sanda King said with emotion, "Isn't that a place that has always been inaccessible?"

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The ghost dragon, who already knew that she had a white dragon partner, reminded lightly: "The white dragon may be like this, but the silver dragon is not.

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We still like to take things out and exchange them with friends, unlike Bai Long, who only likes to do business without capital. "

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"Old Sanda King" spread his hands: "Aglaia also has golden dragons and mercury dragons. I don't think there is any difference."

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"Our attributes are much worse!" Mirimu emphasized seriously.

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"Don't talk about that kind of useless thing!" Xue Yunfeng shouted, "Don't you just hate to give up a gold coin, and look down on someone who is stingy with a copper plate?

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Quickly ask Edna where they are? Is it safe enough over the cliff?

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Don't fool our own people! "

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"Nanfeng said that Nasr has detected the foothold on the cliff, unless we can completely blow up this place, we should not affect it there!

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Even if there is a bit of falling rocks or something, it's fine, Elvia is there anyway. "The Old Sanda King replied loudly.

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Mirimu walked to the side unhappily and lay down, murmuring, "There's a big difference between gold coins and copper coins!"

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"The people above said that in five minutes at most, the collapsed place will go underground." An undead shouted.

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"Did those black-haired girls run away?" Xue Yunfeng frowned and shouted, "Are they the last people in Candlecastle?"

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"Uh..." An undead said a little embarrassedly, "They ran from the front and stopped on the road... That side should also be within the influence of the magic circle of Candle Keep, right?"

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"That doesn't matter to him." Xue Yunfeng lowered his head and said, "It must have started from the inside first, they can see it, the big deal is jumping into the sea!"

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"Jason and the Cyric cultist didn't see it," said another undead.

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"Don't worry about that." Xue Yunfeng said with a smile, "These are all people who run fast enough and won't walk to death by themselves.

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Especially Jason, maybe he can change his face! "

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"You mean the swordsman with the crown of horns? If he dies, he probably won't be able to resurrect." Mirimu interjected lazily, "He has the mark of the **** of death on him.

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It is estimated that they cannot be resurrected in the place where one of their souls remains, like a normal undead.

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I don't know how he offended Kelanwo... It used to be the mark that the **** of death would only mark for the most wicked guy, and it would allow the Lord of Death to arrive at the moment his soul escaped from his body.

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Although we can't see it, Cranwo might be waiting for him to die with a sickle on his back! "

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'Xue Yunfeng' laughed twice, then said cheerfully, "The girl who uses her face to deceive others will surely be punished!"

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Mirimu was stunned: "Face? Kelanwo?"

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"Ah ah ah!" the 'Old Sanda King' shouted frantically, "What the **** are you talking about! Hurry up! It's going to collapse here soon!"

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The undead looked up at the top of their heads, which had begun to shake and break, and stood up with a smile, holding a strange machine with a long wire in their hands.

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'Xue Yunfeng' turned his head and said, "Mi Ruimu, you are definitely going to die again.

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Let me say goodbye to you first... um... I hope to see you soon.

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Then you come here and hug this coffin! "

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Mirimu did so quickly.

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'Xue Yunfeng' took out the shiny mithril ball and placed it on the obsidian coffin, then held the tablet in one hand and pressed the mithril ball with the other, and began to count down.

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"Okay, the outer ring is ready clockwise! 3, 2, 1, 0 open!"

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'Boom! ' At the same time as the crack on the top of the head exploded, a mass of flames exploded from the top of the coffin... and a mass of silver light was intertwined.

"Okay! 1 o'clock!"

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With his shouts, the outermost part of the hall began to blow up little by little... The undead standing in the inner circle stood still, even though the flames that erupted were only half a meter away from them.

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But at the distance of half a meter, there was not a single cracked flame that hurt the inner circle... Archmage Thors can turn the ancient silver dragon pit into what it is now, which is really good.

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"Start preparing for the counterclockwise rotation of the inner circle, starting at 11 o'clock! Old age, it's all up to you!" 'Xue Yunfeng' stared at his tablet, and said eloquently, "3, 2, 1, fry!"

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This time, the blasted flames were only 1 meter away from the coffin.

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The face of 'Xue Yunfeng' was clearly extinguished in the flaming flames on the left side, and as he gave an order, the fire that was getting bigger and bigger almost burned his white robe.

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He turned his head and looked at the 'Cunlui' standing at 1 o'clock and the 'perfect bald head' at 0 o'clock on the top of the coffin, and quickly shouted: "Finally! Blast!"

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'Cunlu' and 'Perfect Bald Head' pressed the opener in their hands without blinking.

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"No!" A roar came from below the hall.

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Miremu raised his head sharply, a paw that had been prepared for a long time slammed **** the starter that had been placed in front of the coffin at some point, and his wide-open mouth bit the 'Xue Yunfeng'. Mithril ball on the coffin.

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The body is firmly pressing on the obsidian coffin... The coffin lid just shook a little, and then welcomed the final outcome.

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'Boom! Boom! 'Xue Yunfeng''s smug face flashed on the giant screen, and a magic arrow pierced through his chest, and then it quickly turned into nothingness... Although it hung far away, the live broadcaster still followed. fried.

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"Tors really isn't dead!" Ransender stretched out his wings, "Ah, no, I can't say that, but... Thors really turned into a lich!

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Let me just say, a neutral archmage, it's not that he has no money, so how could he face death so easily.

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It is estimated that he changed himself into a magical body, so he used the unused aging body to trap the silver dragon.

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Tsk tsk!

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Master... how many good people are there?

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No wonder, no archmage is willing to help Mirimu free, they probably guessed it long ago, and it is impossible to offend a lich for a silver dragon.

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Tsk tsk, no wonder Mirimu couldn't even escape death!

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Can you still play like this? How did you come up with it... What a pit! "

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Hill asked in confusion: "If he hadn't really died, shouldn't the soul contract be terminated at the agreed time?"

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"No..." Selene said in a strange tone, "The undead are actually another kind of creature, and no one admits that they are the original souls.

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According to Toril, it is another creature with past memories and abilities, and it is not even responsible for the debts in the living period! "

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Hill twitched the corners of his mouth. Can a dead account still be used in this ghost place?

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"Is the undead all coming back to Aglaia?" Ransender asked curiously, "Can you ask them how they know so much?

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I was dazzled by the magic circle in Candle Castle, and it was not so easy to solve.

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Although they were not afraid of death and dared to perish together, they came up with a solution so quickly..."

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"Did you forget something?" Selene said lightly, "Although Corellon doesn't like to meddle in his own business, he must be very willing to solve problems for his people."

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Hill laughed... Corellon also has a magical priesthood! Moreover, he also understands the magic circle and the manufacture of strange objects very well.

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The undead are also used to traveling with explosives on their bodies. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

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For the Torils, the most terrifying thing is probably the method of dispelling magic with a huge sacrifice... But for the undead, it is the easiest to do.

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If it was dealing with others, Corellon might still avoid suspicion... But Candlecastle, the prophetic mages who made a fortune in the Dawn Disaster and dug up the ruins of the ancient city of elves, are not within the scope of avoiding suspicion.

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For Corellon, these prophetic mages who make a living by excavating elven ruins disgust him, but they are not enough to let him kill them.

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So I can only not see them.

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But if there is a chance to go back with nausea, he will not let go.

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He glanced at Lansendel, and the huge golden peacock seemed to want to understand what was going on, and his claws moved slightly.

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Shar suddenly made a move: "Are there too many undead explosives?"

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At this time, there was also a scream on the giant screen: "Xue Laogou! You bastard! How much explosives did you put!"

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In the continuous sound of explosions, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the mountain where Candle Castle was located, and the straight cliff also showed signs of fracture, and began to slowly tilt towards the sea.

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Elvia's huge wings swept across the giant screen... Edna turned her head on her back to look at the camera, her long brown hair fluttering in the wind, and her smile was beautiful and bright.

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