Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The devil did move. And it moved crazy, rushing to the wall almost at the same time.

"It seems that the high-level demon is afraid of the skill of the space-time warlock." Fran said with a sigh, "Sure enough, cooperating with an idiot will only end badly."

Hill understands why Fran said that. After all, the largest number of undead clan laws is actually the priest!

Only in the so-called PVP gang of Black and White Road, the number of priests seems to be about the same as that of wizards.

They have adapted themselves. In this kind of gang that players are fighting against, they can't ask for the pity of the priest, so they can only play by themselves.

But when zoomed in to the players as a whole, the priest is the first choice for many girls. Especially in this game where mages need to spend a lot of effort to calculate, the number of priests will only be more.

If it was the black-and-white road war, to calculate the overall number of priests in the player, no wonder these demons were so stupid that they would rush straight up and face the priests who stood in almost 6 rows.

The priests moved up quickly, and Hill admired the people who repaired the city wall. Is this the lift for the stage?

There is no need for the pastor to find a place to stand on his own, as long as he waits below.

The mage and the priest were standing next to each other. In the flying snow, the sacred rain gleaming with golden light fell on each demon.

The wailing and screaming of the devil did not waver the players.

The demon who wanted to turn around madly was restricted by the snowstorm's movement speed. All of them were scarred and crawled. Only when most of the high-level demons left the range of these two spells.

"More than 1 million high-ranking priests! This is only part of it." Fran dropped the pen in his hand, "What support does the demon have before he dared to attack Salar."

The rumbling sound resounded far away. Hill keenly felt the shock coming from the land from the south.

"The factory is blown up!" The undead cries below told the two people who were puzzled that some people were in harmony with each other.

Fran suddenly became angry and stood up abruptly.

Although the alchemy factory in Coxlot, the capital of the country, was customized by William, it was also the work of Fran. He is obsessed with that long assembly line. If it is not really needed, maybe it will be built in his own magic tower. One.

"Who is it? Which factory?" Hill hurriedly shouted down the window, "have you caught it?"

"It's all exploded!" Xue Yunfeng replied, "The former slave of the Salar royal family did it! It has been caught."

"Where is the messenger?" Fran asked in a deep voice, "who?"

"Um~Church of the God of Craftsman!" Xue Yunfeng looked strange, "How could it be them?"

Fran was full of anger and was completely knocked into the air by this big thunder. How could a **** of casting and craftsman pop out?

It is understandable why there are so many alchemy bombs.

"Who brought them in?" Hill was very puzzled. This could blow up the entire Kerslow. William is not a fool. It doesn't mean that freeing the slaves. These slaves will appreciate him wholeheartedly and love him. Maybe it's so easy for them to bring in explosives?

"Let me see." Xue Yunfeng scratched his hair, "It is William's former portable wizard who manages the factory!"

"No." Yu Luo Fanchen exhaled, "It was sent to William by the previous king, just like the Queen's doctor we said over there, who specially made alchemy potions for him. But even though he has been with William for many years, But he kept squatting in the magic tower, and didn't even follow him when he went to the territory.

William doesn't seem to take the medicine he made, but after all he has been following him, so he still gave an errand and got a name.

The deputies are doing everything. "

"It's hidden deep enough!" Xue Yunfeng sighed, and raised his head and said to Hill, "It's okay, that guy has been a little bit wrong. There are many places in the palace that can't get in."

Is this what he meant by his yellow name in your eyes?

"How are the others?" Hill asked depressedly.

"Who?"

"How are the other workers in the factory?"

Xue Yunfeng glanced at Hill in surprise, and lowered his head to type on the tablet.

"Only dozens of people are unlucky." He raised his head and said, "Skilled workers are hard to train. Those who blow up the factory don't mean they don't want workers.

It's just a break now, and most of the workers eat in the cafeteria. "

Hill nodded, and after thanking Xue Yunfeng, he sat down with the table.

Compared to the deaths of tens of thousands of workers, this may have ended well, but Hill knew very well that if William hadn't tempted the devil to take action in time, these people would not care about more deaths.

Fran gently touched Hill's head: "Don't care too much, it may be too cruel, but to those people, the lives of others are always worthless waste."

Fran raised his head and looked at the giant screen outside: "Your Majesty suddenly asked the hidden space-time warlock to take action. He must have received some news.

Kassel is not worthy of his own action.

Maybe he didn't know the danger, but he would rather let all his factories be bombed, choosing to save the lives of the people.

No wonder you have always respected His Majesty the King, he may be the only king in the world who chooses to sacrifice his property. "

"Didn't he already become a god?" Hill was puzzled. "That's where the Gods' Realm is! And there is also the God of Time and Space! What kind of power can make such a strong **** be obscured. "

"The **** of casting and craftsman." Fran slowly read, "a **** who rose up about the same time as the **** of nobility. It is rumored that it was pointed out by the **** of casting of the dwarves.

That is one of the three main gods of dwarves. "

The believers of this **** are mostly blacksmiths and handicraftsmen, but few in number. Hill really didn't understand, how could he have such a powerful force, even able to block the **** of time and space!

He glanced at Fran: "Are the evil potion formulas that appeared inexplicably have something to do with this? So some potion alchemists also believe in him?"

Fran slowly shook his head: "This church, I really haven't dealt with anything."

"Cut to our live broadcast room. Old cat!" Xue Yunfeng suddenly shouted, "Two! Edward of the Black Rose, Charles of the Demon Cult!"

The picture turned quickly, and the giant screen was divided into two, and the two camps were broadcast live.

Charles's camp was in a mess, the tent was stumbling, and Charles in armor was yelling.

In front of him, there were seven or eight female mage corpses pierced by ice spears.

Above the head, there were thousands of undead female mages, most of them Loli, and they pointed at the corpses below.

Or they have horns on their heads, or hooves on their feet, and some have long tails.

Xue Yunfeng seemed to have said something, and the live broadcaster began to speak.

"Ah! During the time we have been here, we have seen these women take turns to seduce Charles." The sweet little girl's voice sounded, "But Charles seems to be very tired of the members of the noble church, and he refuses to see them at all and even scolds them. Not even that Helen can match, count as a P.

Then they attacked several nobles around Charles, and they didn't know how to do it, and they were actually taken to Charles' tent.

With the explosion just now, he turned and moved his hands, trying to take Charles away.

We have been locking them down! As soon as the name turned red, he flew down and started.

It's strange, how did they directly change from a green name to a red name?

Killed anyway.

The winged one over there suddenly rushed out of the small tent next to him, almost grabbing Charles and flying away.

The sisters were a little harder, and Charles fell from the air. Really, why are you so angry! Isn't he a sky knight? Who is it that you don't fly! "

This girl was very close to Charles when she was explaining.

Charles was out of anger at first, and now he almost wants everyone to see what is angry.

"I said! That woman can numb people! She is almost legendary! There is poison on her paws!"

"Then you don't go and see, the subordinates who live in that tent?" The commentator said with a grin, in the sweetest tone, "Maybe it's really going to die under a rose, and he's a ghost under a devil's skirt."

Charles gritted his teeth and rushed into the tent with his last wave.

"Charles, besides being stupid, he's really not bad." The commentator laughed. "Then I won't go in and save them some face."

Several of Charles's men entered the tent and quickly came out, holding a piece of white cloth and went in again.

Charles had been standing quietly in the tent, and it seemed that this man was really dead.

From the back of the camp came a lady with a messy skirt and panting.

"Sorry, I didn't control him." Charles' voice came out.

"What does it have to do with Your Highness?" The woman gritted her teeth and said, "Only he was fooled! Such a stupid death, the face of my child and I are gone!"

"He's covered in poison, so he can only burn it." Charles said as calmly as possible. "Look at what's left here to take."

"Armor and signet." The woman almost couldn't restrain her anger. "Fortunately, he put everything in the box and didn't take it with him, otherwise he would have to take it with him to see the ancestors!"

"You take it away." Charles said, "I would say that he died in a confrontation with the devil, although it can't cover up much, at least it will be better on face."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The woman walked outside the tent and bowed her farewell.

Charles is busy here, although unfortunately he died, but it did not cause any greater disaster.

Hill heard Fran's low laugh.

"Grandfather?"

"That's a member of the Krall family." Fran said happily. "The brother of the former Duke of Krall, Charles's childhood friend, although only a great knight, is the reason why the Krall family and Charles have such a close relationship. .

Because of this, his position is rather special, and he handles all the affairs of the family.

He was the one who brought the wizard next to Charles to warn me. "

Although the Krall family came to apologize after Fran became a wizard, but who could let go of such humiliation?

If it were not for them to accompany Charles in exile, Fran would never let the Krall family go easily.

Hill heard that he ignored Charles's side and looked directly at Edward's son Ramsden.

After all, there is a lot of fun here.

Ramsden's mother Sarna was hugged tightly by the male mage flying in the air with flapping wings.

Those half-succubus wizards all died too much to die, and the bodies were surrounded by ice spears and arrows, and their bodies were incomplete.

The female wizards of the undead didn't actually care about Ramsden who stood there crying and told them not to do anything.

They are taking pictures very hard.

Although only a half-succubus, this is a man!

The upper body was naked, and the demon with only a pair of black tights underneath, flapping his wings nervously, looking back and forth at the undead who surrounded him up and down.

"Unfortunately, it's not the hoof, and there is no tail." The female mage watching here also sighed, "Fortunately, the horns and bat wings are still there."

"The two markings on the face are also very cute. Unfortunately, although the face is full of evil, they are not refined enough."

Even though he has long been used to the nonsense of the undead, Flange glanced at him in surprise because of the inconspicuous dialogue.

Hill smirked: "They don't feel the viciousness that exudes, so they just look at their faces!"

Even through the screen, Hill didn't dare to look at the devil's face any more, he would feel nauseous over time.

But this is because of his identity as a natural warlock, he was born in a hostile position with the devil.

Many people, if their souls are not firm enough, they will easily slip into the path toward evil if they see too much of the devil.

Seeing the appearance of the devil in the giant screen, Hill directly ordered all ordinary villagers to stay in their homes and not to go out.

Hill also listened to the players, except that he appointed a deputy mayor of the undead here, and opened many functions. It is impossible for other cities and towns to see this kind of live broadcast on the giant screen, only William’s. Some videos of king orders. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Hill asked Fran: "Those things related to the devil, shall I seal them up?"

"Okay." Flange nodded, "I have to leave a while to see the situation."

He was very interested in the giant screen, but he didn't want the undead to mess around in his own territory. The territory control core in Flange has not been used except for the defense function.

Hill summoned Liszt and Martha and told them to deal with them together. After it is completely sealed, find a warehouse with the strongest isolation and store it separately.

The stalemate on Ramsden's side suddenly moved.

The two loli swordsmen suddenly rushed into the sky and directly cut off the arms of the half succubus.

This male succubus was killed by the female players who had taken enough photos without hesitation.

With a scream from the woman, Ramsden quickly flew into the sky to catch his mother.

She covered her face with her hands, and the blackened blood slowly seeped out.

Ramsden, who was thrown into a bottle of holy water by a Loli mage, called Sarna in anxious manner: "Hurry up, take your hands away, you have to wash them with holy water, you will die!"

Sarna held a stalemate for a few seconds, but she was still afraid of death, and slowly let go of her hand.

There were 3 terrible scratches on her face, black ferocious, holy water poured down, black smoke rose, and Sarna let out a scream.

Even if the red flesh was finally exposed, Hill could be sure that it would be difficult to get rid of this scar.

"This is male masculinity!" He couldn't help but nodded when the words came from below.

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