Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Latest URL: Hill, like everyone else, is watching Aglaia, who seems to be communicating with the Law of the Sea.

He was a little worried that Torrell’s origin was not an independent thread like Trahill, but a huge net, and the law of the sea was a thread or even a few woven into this net.

Aglaia, there should be a part of the supernatural power now, which has fallen on that online.

He said as calmly as possible: "Aglaia, pay attention to your divine power. When passing Toril's magic net, try to go to the edge and pay attention to it. Don't touch other laws.

You can't compete with the more powerful gods of Toril for the power of the magic net now, it's better to avoid it. "

Especially to stay away from the mess in the middle!

Otherwise, who knows if Mystra's fall and the reorganization of the magic net will involve Aglaia's divine power?

Aglaia is only a clone in Toril, and he is too far away, it is logically difficult to do so.

However, even though the star gate was destroyed, the connection that was once established still exists.

It's just that the destruction of the star gate caused a big bang, and the star road will be turbulent for a period of time. It is not so easy to establish a stable channel again.

But Aglaia was still a little bit worse than Toriel's when he was able to stabilize his divine power.

Hill did not have a deep memory of the destruction of Mystra.

Not many people like to read that story.

But he remembered that many gods were unlucky because of their close relationship with Mystra.

The only benefit of that incident was that the two original goddesses were taken away, and Silvermoon Suren returned to the powerful divine power, and Shar, the Night Lady, was extremely satisfied with the plane she lived in and the Shadow Demon Net forged.

The other gods are nothing but troubles.

Including the hands-on Cyric, there was no benefit at all, and he was directly locked up.

Aglaia raised her head and glanced. In the water-blue eyes, the light was flowing, and the waves seemed to be surging.

She replied in a daze, "Okay, Father Hill, we know."

It took a few minutes for Aglaia's eyes to recover and the Law of the Sea left her.

"Papa Hill!" She said very happily, "Talos has all the maritime authority over to me, and there is still a little bit of Ambori. She created the Sharkman, and her faith cannot be broken.

Unless we destroy this race.

But I refused to set the shark man as the target of the killing.

Our purpose is just to stand firm in Faerun, right? dad?

I always remember, as long as the territory is safe here!

My goal is not to let the oceans of this world completely belong to me. "

Looking at Aglaia who was not tempted by that absolute power, Hill smiled and nodded. The biggest advantage of Aglaia is that he is absolutely not greedy.

The Toril universe is really a world in which it is easy to completely tie the foreign gods to their own chariots, and then they can no longer be separated from them.

If Aglaia really becomes the sea **** of Toril, her power will definitely become extremely powerful, but from now on, she will also become a puppet on the slate of fate.

Hill is absolutely unwilling to have this ending for his beloved daughter.

A little connection is enough, just like the World Tree God System, although there is a heritage in this world, but it is just a little side.

At least when making a decision, whether it is right or wrong, it is up to you to decide, and you will not be affected by that broken stone.

Hill looked at Aglaia with approval: "Of course, we only chose to establish contact with the world of Toril in order not to waste the power of this clone.

Just do this, there is no need to kill them all.

Ambori...As long as she doesn't come to make trouble, of course we don't need to go to her.

She can no longer cause us any trouble, as an outsider, it is better not to kill them all.

Aglaia, it's really getting more and more stable! "

Hill thought helplessly, it was just that Ambori, who had lost most of his power, could survive the calculations of his enemies and successfully turn into the **** of shark people, then I don't know.

Hearing Hill's compliment, Aglaia instantly smiled brightly: "Of course! I am the child who looks most like Hill's father! Humhhhh!"

Hill couldn't help sighing.

Of course he knew whom Aglaia was comparing with.

Alice must have done something good to let Aglaia know.

When Aglaia and the body contacted occasionally, they probably exchanged a lot of gossip.

But no matter what Alice is doing now, at least there will be no life-threatening, and she is still in the same world with the undead, safety is still guaranteed.

After all, she couldn't have more fun than the undead.

At most, something can happen, as long as the person is okay, and Hill doesn't want to ask anymore.

Hill has actually realized that Alice's nature is also chaotic. If one day completely give up her identity as the spirit of nature, she would be thankful to be able to hold onto her kindness.

Alice is actually a little cold.

Her nature is actually similar to that of a cat, her kindness and loveliness hides a trace of fierceness tightly.

It's just that with the backing, Alice is actually more willing to lie down and live by selling cute.

On the contrary, it was Aglaia, and her heart was actually more kind. She can see the suffering of ordinary people and is willing to help.

Seeing Aglaia with a wary look in his eyes, Hill waved his hand helplessly and laughed.

Let's continue to eat, don't say anything.

Hill's territory finally got a temporary peace, and it was impossible for Kelben's attention to stay on his side.

There are so many real enemies who have arrived in Deep Water City and are waiting for his end!

Probably the well-informed people understand that this is the last carnival of Kelben.

Hill took advantage of this opportunity to go to a farm outside Silvermoon City to take back the crops piled up in the warehouse by the puppets, and put some chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep to let them grow freely on the farm.

Hill checked the farm’s defenses and found that someone had indeed wanted to enter the farm while he was away.

Whether they want to steal something or want to do other things, the final outcome of these thieves is just to be thrown into the circle of garbage disposal by the puppet.

Hill did not expect that his puppet would solve these invaders killed by the magic circle in this way.

But the magic circle that was hot enough to melt steel was really suitable for destroying corpses.

Without blinking, Hill replenished the more expensive magic circle, and by the way put a part of the spar in the small storage box carried by the puppet.

If you really encounter an enemy, the puppets will warn Hill.

When even these spars were consumed, he should be able to arrive in time.

Before it was too late, the puppets turned themselves into a ball, followed a completely destroyable pipe and hid deep underground without any other entrances, waiting for Hill to get them out.

For Hill, everything else can be discarded.

Hill didn't enter Silvermoon City, but he also found that Silvermoon City, which was once so harmonious, seemed to be separated.

In other words, the influx of a large number of outsiders from the Silver Moon Alliance caused quarrels in the peaceful Silver Moon City.

Hill looked at the arguing elves and humans from a distance, and the onlookers who had already appeared in layers, and sighed slightly.

When he was here last year, even if the people in Silvermoon City were watching the excitement, they were all mixed up together.

Today, there are elves standing next to the elves, the dwarves and the gnomes are standing together, and the humans are standing loosely in several pieces. When they look at each other, their eyes are not harmonious.

It was just the fascination that made people unable to use mana and powerful skills at all, and the Supreme Lady Alastir who was sitting high in the tower, also caused these chaotic undercurrents to be firmly suppressed.

Hill knew that it was best not to go to any city for a short time.

If even Silvermoon City had become like this, the Northland, and even the mainland of Faerun, should now be explosives that would explode at one point.

He simply returned to his floating castle and began to squat in the alchemy laboratory every day.

Compared with the mess, Hill felt that he might as well study the magic ship in this world. As a person who didn't want to have too many crew members, he had better combine the magic ship and golem.

Spring has passed quickly, and early summer has arrived.

Hill's happy alchemy life can only come to an end in the violent fluctuations from the far east.

This mana fluctuation that lasted almost a day, finally came to an end in the silver flame that burned the sky.

When the silver fire ignited, not many people in the town made a huge noise. Everyone was yelling, wondering what happened.

Faerun's low-level professionals still stayed out of some news.

Hill stood on the terrace, watching the harpist running wildly in and out of the building: Kelben the Black Rod and the silent archmage Uller, both fell in order to take down the city.

Hill was not interested in the follow-up of this city, his eyes looked at the deep water city in the south, and now Kelben, the soul should have returned to the black staff.

I just don't know how much he can accomplish with these calculations.

The Deepwater City quickly became chaotic~www.readwn.com~ Many people who had followed this mage lord did not hesitate to abandon the city and left. They planned to go to the one that had been named'Rimansin' Settle in the city.

Deep Water City has always been called the City of Glory, but Reman Sing means a hidden city of hope.

Kelben seemed to really think that Remansing was his future, and he did not hesitate to abandon the Deepwater City where he had lived all the time.

Obviously he still needs the Black Staff Tower of Deep Water City to protect his soul.

Hill really felt that the slate of fate must have magnified the desire for power in Kelben's heart and eliminated part of his reason.

Otherwise, if he was so crazy before, the magic goddess would not choose him as a voter no matter how casually he does things.

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