Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Chapter 183: The peculiar architectural style of the central city

Spencer sorted out his work and reported to William again, before he walked out with the confused captain of the guard, and explained to him by the way what was going on now.

After hearing this, the captain of the Guards carried the long sword behind him, holding a balance in his left hand, pursing his face, and said to Spencer: "Relax, I am the extension of the king's will, and I don't have any thoughts of myself. "

Spencer nodded helplessly: "Speak to the undead, don't use that aristocratic style, the tone of business is the best, be careful to get involved."

The captain of the guard was full of innocence: "I'm just a messenger, I promise to welcome people with a smile!"

"What a laugh!" Spencer murmured, "I don't want to go to a group of undead girls to rescue you one day, don't you know that the warlock's face is very beautiful?"

The captain of the guard asked in surprise: "That must not be the degree of Mr. Polano?"

"When you look at beauties, don't you just look at the top ones?" Spencer was speechless, "beautiful and innocent and cute are indeed the most popular, but if there are a few beautiful and lovely, would you still Didn't you watch it?"

The captain of the Guard murmured: "I thought I could only be considered good-looking."

"Yes, it looks good, even better with a smile." Spencer said simply, "hold your face and leave as soon as you finish the matter. Don't leave any greetings."

The captain of the guard rolled his eyes, bit his lower lip, and suppressed the sudden smile.

He felt that this must be Spencer's empirical talk, so he should listen more.

The captain of the guard suddenly said quietly: "I think it must not be the undead that is unlucky, whether it comes first or last."

Spencer was stunned for a moment. The captain didn't deal with the undead very much. If you can say that, it must be judged from William's attitude.

He just remembered that although this guy is tall and strong, he is indeed a sensitive warlock.

Although Spencer didn't say a word, he didn't have an attitude of rebuttal at all, which made the tempting guy smile with satisfaction.

Spencer looked at the particularly brilliant smiling captain from the corner of his eye and almost sighed.

No wonder William said that there is no need to change the captain in a short time.

Now this man has a simple mind. He neither wants to become a nobleman nor does he have the desire to make meritorious deeds. He is satisfied to be by the side of the king.

And the lifespan is long, as long as you are trained, you don't have to worry about how long the next one will last.

Spencer finished speaking, watching the captain of the guard start patrolling the camp with two different artifacts, still a little worried.

I hope this guy can remember to take the balance first, and then use the long sword.

Hill insisted on three days of natural blessing, so that except for the city, all of the central city became a sea of ​​flowers, plants and shrubs.

Spencer reacted quickly.

Soon they were brought out with their horses to eat the first crop of pasture.

The undead who are still in the camp, some of the herbivorous monsters are by their side, and they also took their own friends of monsters to go out.

Hill stood in the air, originally wanting to see what kind of these monsters are, to estimate how many people these families have left here, ready to find something.

After all, they all carry rabbits around them.

Unfortunately, his current head is a bit unable to move.

The vertical middle fingers of the patterns facing the forest of the spirits all have a soothing attitude.

It was a **** of each color, which Hill found it understandable.

Doesn’t it just turn the rainbow into a rainbow with a vertical middle finger! It's also pretty.

Anyway, the direction he is pointing is the Forest of Elves.

Moreover, the patterns that are closer to certain organs are disappearing one by one. Hill looked down at the king ship, and William was very busy too!

It seems that William had been prepared for a long time, like the hand-washing pictures that appeared in Hill's territory, he did not move, just moved the plants that were too realistic, and changed them all into circular patterns.

Then, there are various dog biting pictures.

Hill felt that the elves didn't necessarily know what the **** meant, even if they knew that humans were scolding them, they could pretend to be stupid.

But this pattern of different elves being bitten by dogs is torture for them.

After all, everyone knows who was bitten.

Either come out and destroy these patterns, but the undead will obviously attack them.

Coming out is a dead end.

But if you shrink in the forest, your own Lord God is still watching from the sky!

Most of them can't make such detailed pictures, so in front of Hill is an ocean of dog faces, and Hill silently falls down. Although he likes dogs, but so many strange dog faces are a bit psychologically uncomfortable.

Anyway, in addition to rabbits, there are many pigs from the undead.

There is only one family, and there will be a wild boar army.

They are very used to walking together as a family. All Hill saw the Bison and Bison.

It seemed that the demon cult of Xueyunfeng who stayed in the camp were all priests, but Hill also noticed that the girls who only walked with rabbits had not released any other types of monsters.

Maybe it was from the Wild Elephant Corps.

At the very least, Adrian's first idea will come true.

Hill fell silently on the cloud house and dropped it to a lower place, otherwise, when he got up in the morning and opened the window for the first breath of fresh air, what should he do if he is frightened by the scenery in front of him.

"Hill." Alice, who has been watching the window, asked curiously: "Is the human king modifying their picture? Is it more vicious than a dog biting an elf?"

Hill saw Merkel, who was lying on the side, also pricked his ears.

He smiled helplessly: "It's the swearing words of the undead, the more disgusting kind. His Majesty the King feels disqualified."

No matter what the game. It is also necessary to shield certain indecent patterns and language in reality.

William probably didn't want to be blocked by the game company for such boring reasons.

"Is it from the undead or the human?" Merkel sat up and licked her paws. "If the elves don't understand, they won't do it. You can't understand it because we are a monster, just talk nonsense!"

Hill said to the curiously looking Alice without changing his face: "It's the **** of the undead. They drew the specific content, which is no different from directly translating it into Elvish. Your Majesty is still here. It is impossible to allow it. ."

Alice meowed her understanding and stopped asking. She is inherently not interested in these things.

Merkel used that swarthy face to show a dismissive attitude, and then got down again.

"Don't leave the camp anymore," Hill said. "They have conflicts, and they may fight."

"Many people are trouble." Merkel muttered, "The undead are human beings in other worlds, and it will only be more troublesome."

"Then are we all right in the camp?" Alice was about to move.

The few peregrine falcons were hovering in the air, looking like they were leaving.

In any case, it is still an elf, in this case, it is impossible to stay here.

Before the eyes of the elves and gods came, it was true that the talents hurriedly left.

"Why is it all aimed at the elves?" Merkel asked, "I'm so sure, can't the dwarves stick to it?"

"The goddess of the earth can give up the wood element. But she will never give up the gold." Hill replied silently in his heart, "only the dwarves leave this world or die, and the goddess of the earth who has recovered the gold element can wake up."

"It's impossible to fight on the elf's side." Hill replied, "That's why I'm even more angry. The dwarves are all fighting the country."

"Human thinking." Merkel muttered, "If you can't fight, shouldn't you not provoke it at all?"

"Your ancestor, didn't he also bother that wolf? If you can disgust him, don't you do it?"

"It's okay to gloat, but it's impossible to do it yourself. To waste that time, it's better to eat a piece of meat." Merkel said simply, "Unless you can kill him directly, why do you do it?"

Hill nodded, and understood a little bit of Warcraft's thinking.

However, the wolf clan is indeed a different kind of warcraft, and they are willing to die for so many years for the hatred in the blood.

Alice clamored to go down to play, and Merkel couldn't lie down anymore, so she could only stand up and accompany her down.

"Don't forget to go to the second forest formation." Hill exhorted, "and then go play again."

Alice meowed loudly and jumped down.

There was a golden light on the forest formation.

Hill saw that William, the captain of the guard, had blown his whistle and called his team members to gather in the woods.

Alice’s spell ~www.readwn.com~ can last for half an hour, which is too late for them.

As long as the heart is in the sun, there will be many benefits in this golden light.

At least the body will return to its best state.

But for some people, it's just a use to clean up the evil atmosphere.

In fact, from the speed of these people rushing to the forest formation, it can be seen that their alignment tends to be.

Those who rush in quickly can get a lot of benefits.

The worst has to be neutral and kind.

So the captain of the guard who used acceleration and rushed directly in, no wonder he was trusted by William.

Hill looked at the bottom of Central City. The underground part of the city was almost built at this moment.

Above the crypt, is a large net made of strong ice lines.

Adrian is commanding some undead people, using earth magic to close the entire cave.

He followed, frozen a section of circular pipe shape with ice, and then the undead directly covered it with mud, and after compacting the mud, it was converted into obsidian.

Hill looked at it without blinking, there was no pillar below!

What is Flange going to do?

You can build a city on it!

No matter how strong the obsidian is, the 50-meter-thick foundation can withstand current demands.

It is impossible to cope like this.

Since William wants a city that will last forever, it is impossible for Français not to consider this city. There are more possibilities for buildings in the future.

Hill parked the cloud house near the pit, he wanted to see what kind of whimsy it would be.

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