Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill looked at Lynn with a question mark on his face and sighed heavily.

"If it is Corylon's will, the elves, at least the elves in Aglaia Town, will work hard to establish a good relationship with these foreign adventurers." Lin En solemnly said.

He thought Hill was worried about the xenophobia of the elves.

How could this be possible, the elves themselves were taken in, not to mention Corellon's divine intent.

"I'm not worried about this, but I'm afraid you will be scared." Hill gave an unexplained smile, which made Lynn feel like something bad happened.

"Speaking of which, the leader of the Silver Shield has also dealt with the group of adventurers." Hill said thoughtfully, "Well, you call Terry to the mayor's mansion, and I will let him Martha asked the head of the team to come over and let Martha and Liszt help you spread common sense together.

It's best to come to the top of the Elven Crusade, and there are some things, it is best to know a little bit in mind.

Although I don't know how they feel about the demons and fairies, I can tell you first that, compared with this group of adventurers known as the undead, the demons and fairies can be regarded as the group of orderly angels around Corylon. "

Lynn's face changed.

Of course he knew who Hill was talking about, and Corylon had two envoys around him. A Rush Riel, typical chaos. The other Fellerisel kept a little more orderly.

Even the elves of the Chaos system hope that the one who is here to deliver the letter is the lawful one.

According to Hill, the demon and goblin race that is naturally fond of pranks can be regarded as lawful angels compared to the undead, and Lynn couldn't imagine what it would be like.

He looked at Hill, who didn't want to say any more, and stood up directly: "I'll go back and wait for Liszt and Martha, Hill, you should always tell me, how many can you come?"

"There should be 80 or 90 million people in the undead in Trahir. I don't know how much Toril can come in." Hill tried to say a more stable number.

"Ah!" Looking at Lynn, who turned to leave with a big change, Hill said quickly, "This woodland below me will become the residence of the undead in the future."

"Tens of millions of people live there?" Lynn asked hesitantly.

"Trahir, it is the world of the **** of time and space, there are many strange things of space." Hill replied, "My carriage is only a primary product in Trahir."

Lynn was in a daze before leaving slowly. He recalled the enlarged space on the magic ship and the carriage. Is such a thing the lowest level?

Before these undead came, he already felt that the world was going to change drastically.

Hill hesitated for two days before changing the large forest below the floating castle into an independent and connected forest park.

Open spaces of different sizes connected by small roads await their future masters.

Just put a large space square in the middle, leaving it for the upcoming space artifact.

The square itself can only accommodate about 200,000 people, but with that artifact, it can certainly expand beyond imagination.

If there is no undead in the alchemy hut, just follow the artifact.

Those undead family gangs that have their own large-space huts do not need any special treatment from Hill.

Then he thought about caring about other people in the town.

Lynn and the Elven Crusaders, who were warned, were actively dealing with their house, and seemed to plan to strengthen the defense, so that by the way, it was impossible to see the inside of the house.

Hill never expected that the elves would react like this.

He also asked Liszt specifically, what he told the elves, why they thought it was enough to fix the house.

Liszt was also at a loss. He was very serious in popularizing the great achievements of the undead, and the head of the Silver Shield also added some experience of being watched.

He really didn't understand why the elves' brains would go in this direction.

Including Lynn, he also asked Martha to completely separate his residence from the place of official business.

Terry was affected by them and completely hid his dragon nest. If he wanted to enter his home, even his parents would have to walk through the maze again.

Only Taili himself could directly teleport in. He used the dimensional space door on that artifact pendant.

Although Hill didn't understand it, it resonated to a certain extent. Even if he flew into the air, he couldn't see everything inside.

There are few strong men in this world who have such a tight defense of their homes like Hill, and they absolutely don't care about showing the beauty and strength of their homes.

As long as the house is not seen.

Hill's habit was indeed nurtured by the undead.

The paladins of the Silver Shield didn’t respond too much, except for their excess curiosity about the undead they had contacted.

Besides, the others are pretty good.

When the Star Gate was broken, many undead races did not care about their lives, but chose to help these Paladins who had fallen into the whirlpool together.

Otherwise, they will not all survive.

After knowing what the Silver Shield Knights had said, Hill had only one thought.

In other words, these undead who helped Tyr's Paladin in the first place, when they may enter Toril, the system panel will directly show Tyr's reputation and friendliness?

I don't know who has such a foresight.

If you can all choose to help NPCs, there must be a leader, otherwise the undead will not react so uniformly.

Otherwise, there will always be people who want to see how the NPC is struggling.

Hill, who was still a little worried, quickly sensed the fluctuations in the establishment of the Star Gate in the depths of the ocean outside Deep Water City.

It was not far from the small town of Aglaia, and Hill suspected that it was the location specially chosen by Corellon.

It seems that AO has indeed compromised.

Aglaia, who felt the same, also carefully checked his temple, and then stayed in the castle completely, deciding not to find the treasure of the Druid of the Moon Forest and not go out.

Hill spent the last few days in fidgeting cranky.

He does miss these old friends very much, but he is also a little worried: that bit of black history will definitely not be able to hide this time, the undead will only add fuel to it, and will never help him to hide it.

But all the restlessness disappeared in the morning light on the seventh day.

Hill parked his floating castle above the harbor, canceling all isolation circles for the first time.

He stood on the terrace, looked at the huge white sails appearing on the horizon, and smiled lightly.

As the sailboat got closer and the silhouettes on the deck were clearly visible, Hill finally understood what the surprise Corellon was talking about.

He didn't know what he had paid, and even let William and the **** of time and space open the four body shape templates of elves and half elves.

Seeing the long ears jumping down the deck, Hill suddenly felt a dull pain in his stomach.

Does Corellon really feel that Toril's elves don't fit the chaotic camp too much?

If it really made the Toriel feel that these were the real elves... Hill couldn't help but touched his ears. After feeling that they were not sharp at all, did he let go of his heart.

Lynn, who was standing in the harbor with Martha to welcome visitors from another world, found these long ears as the sailing boat got closer and closer.

Although there are many humans, there are definitely many elves and half-elves that he can see on the boat.

Lynn couldn't help but glanced at the floating castle in mid-air: Hill said that they are humans in another world, right? Liszt has never said that their strange elemental bodies have elves? It just said that because they were immortal, they acted crazy.

Lin En can actually understand the madness of the undead, just as long-lived elves are mostly chaos, otherwise, how can life be well with the same level of life.

Only by chaos at will, can you find enough fun in a long life.

But compared to the human beings who are welcoming another world, Lynn prefers everything he sees now, so many elves, even if these bodies are fake after being popularized by science, they made him laugh from the bottom of his heart.

The Elven Crusaders around him were the same, their original serious faces couldn't help laughing.

Ten white sailing boats came from the wind and waves, and headed straight for the port of the small town of Aglaia.

Hill also spotted the seraphs standing on the bow.

Corellon actually sent his most powerful messenger.

Seeing their lively expressions, the flapping wings, and the shining robes, Hill was sure that he was about to see the long-famous Lashreel.

The undead on the deck finally found Hill standing in the air. They jumped up and down and waved their hands with a loud voice: "Hill~ we want to kill you~"

"Wait, wait~ our band~ come on~ happy~"

"Hurry up~ Hill is there! I didn't want to surprise him~"

A lot of chairs were immediately released on the ten big boats running side by side~www.readwn.com~ the figure with various musical instruments sat happily. Countless figures stood behind them, looking at the peculiar formation, Hill suspected that they would sing in a chorus.

A small figure jumped directly onto the mast of the big ship in the middle, and took the baton to pose.

Seeing the long-lost young master, Hill finally felt a huge panic in his heart.

"Old friend, I miss you!

I want us to sing that old song together~

Old friend, I miss you~

Think about when we get drunk together~

Old friend, I miss you~

Miss us together for the first time

Beautiful~

Old friend, you really are here! Let's get together~"

The undead began to sing, the lyrics turned out to be very serious, Hill slowly let go of his heart, maybe it's been a long time since they haven't seen each other, they let them go?

But soon, Hill was desperate.

The music suddenly jumped off, and it didn't sound right.

"The big sea, under the white clouds~

There is a lost bear~

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Can't find home crying!

Kids, see it~

Hurry up and find the poor little bear~

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Send it home! "

Hill's face was as sinking as water, he shouldn't have any hope of these guys!