Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

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Hill quickly found the teleportation formation.

Xrott's teleportation formation was located on the square in front of the Temple of Time and Space.

The soft light was scattered, and Hill saw it from a distance.

Hill thought he could fly over, but was warned by the black-robed mage.

The Flange’s spacecraft had greeted in advance before it could fly in directly, or let people fly in this area.

Leaving the scope of the magic tower, only the black-robed mage and William's ship can fly freely.

The black-robed mage showed Hill the sign on his body, and worked very hard to seduce Hill. As long as he was willing to be named in their mage unit, he could also obtain this uniform and flying card.

With these two, you won't be thrown out of the city by the magic circle.

Hill almost couldn't help rolling his eyes. He rejected the enthusiastic black robe, looked for the direction, and fell to the ground.

It was still early, and Hill planned to walk slowly over.

The pedestrians in Coxlot, dressed up, slowly moved closer to the player.

Not those weird fashions, but the styles of standard equipment that mainstream players wear all year round.

The entire high-level undead is in line with the world's strong mentality, and many people unconsciously learn how to wear the undead.

Some nobles simply put on undead fashions, and they would not like to wear similar clothes to ordinary people anyway.

But these people are probably to please William, not to really look good.

The clothes of the undead, no matter how good they look, they must be easy to move.

This is actually not very suitable for the nobles, the flamboyant, full-length Lingluo's preferences.

But most professionals, with the excuse of the undead, basically gave up those noble costumes.

The mage of this world has long liked to wear the undead robes, it is really convenient and beautiful.

Hill was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a light black robe.

He looked at the road with a little laughter, there were many people who were wearing the same clothes as him, and it seemed that it was not just a wizard.

The undead’s habit of wearing clothes indiscriminately has also spread to people in this world!

Hill walked slowly along the road to the long cross street leading to the temple.

At this point, players began to increase.

William set up a special commercial street for them next to the temple.

Hill put on the hat of the robe and walked into the teleportation formation.

When flying into the valley, Hill saw a long line.

"Why are there so many people?" Hill fell by the fountain and asked Liszt.

"They said that some people go out quickly, maybe they can come in a day earlier." Liszt was also helpless.

"Then they waited for nothing?" Hill remembered that he had told Xueyunfeng and Lao Mao that he could enter 200 people at most every day?

"The main thing I want to see is, what monsters did they take away?" Liszt said, "Otherwise, in order to enter a day earlier, so much shorter than others, wouldn't it be a loss? I definitely won't come in."

Hill shook his head, he opened and closed the door on time, anyway, let them toss!

These players probably thought it was more important to maintain a friendly relationship with Hill, so no one caused trouble for two days.

Hill happily completed the task.

Even if Liszt told him that a herd of elephants had moved in, he didn't change his face.

"Did they walk in directly?" Hill was just curious about this.

"I arrived at Taniguchi at night," Liszt said. "When I went to the door and waited for them to take the oath, I found Xueyunfeng and his fox there."

So, did the fox just sign a contract with Xue Yunfeng just to find a bodyguard?

They are also considered a win-win situation? Xueyunfeng helped the fox collect some protection fees by the way?

Hill suddenly laughed: In his valley, Merkel is probably not the only leopard who awakens and inherits memory.

Hill didn't plan to care. If the fox thinks this is good for the orcs, Hill is willing to do it for him.

"If someday in my valley, even wolves appear suddenly, you can tell me." Hill complained, "Then I really want to admire this fox."

Liszt couldn't help but smile, and Hill got up to go to Xrott.

"Now there are more than 60 undead people living in the small town." Liszt said quickly, "There are only 80 houses on the boulevard, and there are no larger ones. Some people want to live together, they are all asking. Me, when will I build another road?"

"Find out some drawings that look more harmonious with the original road. I will look at them when I come back tomorrow." Hill squinted and laughed.

Liszt froze for a moment, then said happily: "Okay, sir. It's rare that you are interested in these again."

Hill shook his head and flew, it turns out that Liszt also noticed his change! It's just that Taling didn't think there was any problem with this.

Waved goodbye to Liszt, and Hill went to Xrott again.

The sun is just right, and the tall 12-story magic tower has been initially built. Hill walked slowly under the giant silver ship happily and stopped.

It may be because there is only one huge ship parked here except for the sailing ship parked outside the palace.

So when Hill walked over, the undead crowded around to see a lot.

But they don't seem to like this look too much, and they have been complaining about being too retro.

It's just that the feeling of standing next to this huge steel giant ship can only be described by the word shock. Compared to people in this world, people who have gone through industrialization can understand the beauty of this giant ship.

The same goes for the undead who complain about it, and they have been taking pictures with each other continuously.

This area, as the black-robed mage said, has been granted the right to fly. The mage of the undead quickly discovered this, even if he didn't take pictures, he still had to fly here for a while.

Hill dexterously passed several undead flying around, and watched as they crossed him and collided with others and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Adrian." Seeing Adrian standing at the bow of the ship, Hill couldn't help but ask, "Should we move down? We can live in the tower, right?"

"The teacher gave me a high-level alchemy hut." Adrian motioned to Hill with his eyes, which is the one that Fran plans to use for his outings, and now he plans to use Hill to give it away.

The alchemy hut that Adrian made by himself is not only gorgeous and weak in function, Fran will not let him put out here to lose his face.

However, in order to earn the resources of the Sea Monster last time, he followed Hill as a space box, and it seemed that he had grown a lot in this regard.

But Fran was even more angry.

Adrian, really only likes pharmaceuticals, and is lazy as soon as he reaches the refining equipment.

"Then go and let it go." Hill urged Adrian, "Don't wait, there will only be more and more undead people, and there will be no less at night. When the night turns dark, they will fly more vigorously."

Adrian knew that Hill knew the undead better, so he nodded and flew down carefully.

Hill walked into the cabin and saw that Fran was still reading the documents. He was a little strange: "Grandfather, why are you so busy?"

"Sent from the Mage Association." Fran replied casually, "As long as it is a legend, you can know something. By the way, invite me to join the council."

"Grandfather agreed?"

"The name-named one, no matter what. It's just that you can see some secret files that are not so confidential."

Hill listened to the words of Frank's playful secret document and couldn't help but laugh.

"Grandfather, Uncle Adrian went down to put the hut. You better put things away first!"

Hearing this, Frank put away a bunch of documents on the table: "Although many people know these, you and Adrian shouldn't read them unless they are legendary."

Although Hill was a little curious, he nodded and promised that he would never look at it.

Fran probably thinks that these will affect their legendary road, and Hill doesn't have that kind of death-seeking heart that is uncontrollable even though he knows it is for his own good, but curiosity.

When Fran put away the huge ship, Hill amusedly heard a huge sigh from a group of people.

Adrian has already placed the white five-story house on the innermost side of this piece of land, which should have been the garden green next to the magic tower.

He is now in contact and wants to cancel the flight permit in this area.

Soon a team of black-robed wizards flew over, and a team of black-clothed knights ran on the ground.

The leading mage directly shouted at the undead with a loudspeaker: "After 1 minute, close the flight permit. Those who are still in the air will be responsible for the consequences."

Adrian asked Hill: "Hill, go and build a high wall on the white line drawn on the ground, a little higher."

Hill almost laughed. Adrian probably didn't expect that one day he would have to build a protective wall in order to cut off the crowd.

I guess he really didn't expect that the undead could be so boring, right?

The team of knights on the ground had already politely asked the undead to leave this private area.

Although the undead were a little unwilling, they still mumbled and left, still muttering, if it were not for the reputation, they would not be afraid of black skin and the like.

Hill waited for the last undead to leave, and silently released his mana. The construction of the city wall is actually just a collection of earth elements in a fixed place.

Hill didn't take much effort and easily raised a wall of 2 meters thick and 10 meters high.

He also carefully avoided the underground magic circle, allowed the wall to grow directly from a depth of 10 meters underground, and then converted it into a marble material.

Only a 5-meter wide gap was left in the direction of the main road.

Adrian nodded in satisfaction: "Your room is on the top floor, next to the teacher's room. The rest is my business. Go and rest!"

Hill nodded and walked into the white building.

After he entered, he was very happy to see that in the wide hall, Bonn was directing Ruo Ding to arrange the apprentices to do things.

Hill didn't intend to disturb, and motioned to see Bonn not to come over, and went directly to the fifth floor on the floating ladder.

When this house in Flange was built, it probably didn't think about receiving anyone. So this floating ladder is just a flying disc with a diameter of 2 meters, without any protection, and the speed is very fast.

Hill glanced at it. There were no stairs in the whole house, and the apprentices didn't know if they could adapt to the Frisbee.

After all, after Hill stepped on it, he immediately reached the fifth floor as soon as he said it.

Hill went to Fran's room and greeted him. Fran, who was looking down at the document, ordered: "There will be guests in the evening. Just follow me."

"So fast? I thought I would wait for the magic tower to be built." Hill asked strangely.

"Some people can't wait," Fran said casually. "It might be a bit of an uninvited guest."

"Do the apprentices live here?" Hill was a little curious.

"How is it possible? There is no apprentice room in this house." Fran cast a squint at him. "There is no place for those wizards to live. In the magic tower, at night, how can they make a good place to live." "

Hill laughed stupidly: "I just want to know what will happen to them sitting on that frisbee."

Flange looked at the off-line Hill and smiled helplessly: "The frisbee is useless below the wizard, their bodies can't stand it, and the magic shield is fragile. The equipment in this house is not for low-level wizards. They Even the puppets can’t drive them."

Hill nodded and said quietly: "Grandfather, I don't know how much the ordinary wizard can endure. When I was a mage, my body strength surpassed that of the great knight. Now, I doubt that I can compare with the legendary knight. strength."

Fran pinched the bridge of his nose: "It's almost the same as the sky knight. Generally speaking, the magician is almost better than the knight. You are a warlock and have the earth inheritance. It's normal to have more strength, but don't be so scary."

Hill laughed: "I know, I will pay attention."

In fact, he always wanted to ask how strong his grandmother really was, but he still retracted after thinking about it. It's better not to touch the tiger's butt.

Hill bid farewell to his grandfather, went back to the room and was ready to go.

Fran asked him to follow him, and Hill thought that in addition to the two legends, the Mage Guild and the Warlock Tower would also come.

Then he has to dress more formally.

Hill blinked and took out a set of dark green robes. The robes were also embroidered with slender branches and leaves with very fine silver threads. If you look closely, these branches and leaves are made up of various spell runes.

This multi-breasted gown is also one of the undead's fashions, but the undead thinks that this dress is too tight and doesn't like to wear it very much.

Hill thought it was good. After all, the sleeves were stowed, which was actually quite neat.

Hill washed, put on his robe, and looked in the mirror with satisfaction.

His blood awakened too early, and he always looked like a teenager, but this dress really helped him suppress a lot of green taste and matured a lot.

Hill didn't care if others thought he was small before, but he can't do it today.

He was a little worried about the uninvited guest that Fran said ~www.readwn.com~ Although it was a bit impossible, but maybe someone was so stupid to bring the elves over, he should be prepared.

His long blond hair has been at waist length for a long time, and the blood of the elves does not know why it is so obvious in the hair.

He once thought about cutting his hair, but the bloodline showed a very strong sense of rejection.

This kind of trivial matter, Hill hasn't felt the need to fight, anyway, it won't be longer.

He thought for a long time before combing his hair all the way to the back of his head.

No matter how young the face is, without the cover of hair, Hill's calm and watery eyes are clear, but they are the taste of mature people.

He smiled at himself in the mirror, his eyes squinted, and the corners of his mouth fluttered. He looked like a brilliant young man again.

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