Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

It's no problem to take this cup away. The life system mana Hill he exudes has countless ways to continue to maintain it.

After all, Amanata is more inclined to attack than to survive.

However, Hill knew very well that this cup was easy to handle or not to use.

He was not interested in doing anything for the resurrection of the sun god.

But Hill also understood that even if he didn't make a shot, the cup might be directly transferred to someone who happened to sing the sun after waking up.

By the way, I have to give him a few flower fairies.

This made Hill too uncomfortable, especially seeing Vera's cute and innocent appearance, Hill was really lucky that he came first.

Otherwise, the final fate of Vera and the others is very likely to be wiped out of their minds and become tireless gardeners in the garden.

These little fairies, who have not been in contact with the outside world for thousands of years, simply don't understand how bad the outside environment is for them.

The first reaction of the human mage upon seeing them was that someone was working in the botanical garden in the magic tower.

Hill was silent for too long, Vera and a few little flower fairies looked around him for a while and then went to play with the wood element elves.

They have been lonely for thousands of years, and the time they can only communicate with each other is long enough.

It's rare to see so many foreign friends, who are about the same size as them, and don't want to think about other things at all, so let's play first.

Anyway, the big friends of nature had already agreed to take them out, and the little flower fairies wouldn't have been thinking about anything by Hill.

What does meditation have to do with little fairies?

Hill stood up, took out the cup, and started pouring holy water into it.

Hill will never give up a cup of golden liquid sun that four cups of holy water can make.

Then he began to use the elemental spar and powder of the water system to depict the life circle near the roots of the cloudberry.

Since the bush has maintained its size for thousands of years, Hill can determine how much vitality the Cup of Amanata brings.

This is an already mature ecosystem, and Hill will never increase the vitality emanating from the circle with a momentary kindness, it will only cause damage.

Most creatures have a reproductive nature. These cloudberries will consume a lot of energy to grow fruits because the vitality they gain is not enough to grow new bushes.

If Hill gives too much, they will only start to minimize flowering and fruiting, and branch out new vines to expand their ethnic group.

After Hill had carved the circle, and then covered it with a layer of solid ice, the water element spar was completely covered by the translucent ice. Even if someone found this iceberg, they could only feel the very weak life force.

Without huge benefits, no one would be willing to top the sins of destroying a race, unless they are unlucky enough to encounter a demon invasion.

Even whales know what sustainable development is, and have never tried to completely tear the iceberg to pieces to see what makes the whitebait have that ability.

They know that the best things in fresh water are not something they can easily get, but silverfish, as long as they don't become extinct, they can always be late.

In the world of Toril, anyone who can become a powerful professional knows that, as the incarnation of the origin of the world, the Fate Tablet will not record evil, but it must record the evil consequences related to the origin.

The cause and effect of genocide is enough to turn any strong man into the background board of the heroic epic, the mud stepping on the hero's feet.

Therefore, no matter how decisive they are, they will try to avoid affecting the rise and fall of a race.

In fact, even if it is a demon with such a bit of IQ, he is actually unwilling to be paid attention to by the fate slab. After all, the bad luck recorded by him is really bad luck. Walking on the road will be for no reason to encounter a monster who kills demons. guy.

Hill glanced at the golden cup beside it, the holy water inside was burning violently and rolling.

Liquid Yang is made once a month, but after making it, it can only be left in the golden cup. You cannot make a second copy unless it is used. After all, this is a natural ninth-level spell, and not everything can be stored.

With a smile, Hill dug out his warehouse, and found a few golden crystalline fragments inside.

This was received in the world of Gurns, the hapless tragic death of the former sun god's crystal fragments in the hands of the devil.

The big pieces were used by Trahir’s to patch the sky, but Hill still recovered some small pieces from the hands of the undead, and put them on the side of the oil painting artifact after purification. storehouse.

I didn't expect it to be used at this time, and I really want to be prepared for what I do.

Although this kind of **** crystal fragments are not big, they are not so easy to change their form. Hill has the blessing of the sun god, and also has divinity, and after possessing them for a long time, he can slowly let him These pieces melted.

Hill didn't care very much, anyway, it was absolutely impossible for him to just create a liquid yang and just take his time.

It took a month for Hill to finally make three spherical pendants from these fragments, using the heart of the flame sunflower to make a holder.

Sure enough, as he thought, Shenjing is a natural space item, but because the fragments are not large, the spherical pendant can fit in at most a liter of water.

But it was enough for the liquid sun in Amanata's holy grail.

Hill very gently poured the first cup of liquid sun into a small ball, then quickly covered it and sealed it, and then woven a hollow ball with fine gold thread on the outside of the pendant, and hung it in an fine gold box. .

When the little flower fairy Vera started to work on Hill, he dragged his companion and the wood element elves, who had recently played very happily, to escape to the corner of the iceberg space, hiding behind a hanging icicle.

Hill couldn't help asking her: "It seems you know what this is?"

Seeing Hill had successfully transferred the liquid sun, Vera flew down in a daze: "I know! That is the original old sun's artifact, every time it is used, it is a big explosion.

Moreover, it was very flashy. Many little fairies couldn't help being curious to watch.

In the past, many people in the Supreme Wasteland worshipped him crazily, but unfortunately we didn't know what happened, we knew that the world was almost destroyed, and the believers of the old sun abandoned him.

The cup turned out to be held by a very beautiful human priestess. She cried that day and threw the cup in the flowers.

We thought that humans would go to war with little fairies!

Later, the sun suddenly dimmed. Our queen said that he had fallen because of a stupid believer. She also told us that we must be responsible for doing bad things. She would never help us.

Little Flower Fairy is not a Pickerine, how could she be mischievous!

We are all ignored.

Although this cup cannot be moved, he has been calling the believers of the old sun to come, and he usually ignores us.

But until he ran here with us, he didn't find it either.

Then I fell asleep and couldn't talk anymore. "

Vera looked at Hill with admiration: "You are so amazing~ The female adult took him for a long time, and she couldn't safely take out the golden light from the cup!"

In the eyes of these little fairies, is Liquid Yang actually golden light like liquid? Hill smiled. Although they were naive, they seemed to be able to see the essence all the time.

But believing in this kind of double-edged sword, I don't know why the gods of Toril persisted so much.

Maybe it's because they have too many enemies and must tighten every strength, right?

If Amanata only insisted on taking the sun as his duty, like Sulun, instead of putting the law of mankind in the first place, it would not fall to the end that he could not wake up for thousands of years.

Hill smiled and told Vera: "Will you wait two more months? I need to collect two more copies."

Xiao Huaxian nodded solemnly: "Of course. But, two months will be enough? The bottom of the iceberg has been sealed again! I thought I would wait until the whitebait come in next year."

"How did they get in?" Hill asked as he poured holy water into the cup.

"Every spring, there will be another floating iceberg passing by here, and every time it hits us fiercely." Vera hung her small staff on her shoulders with two small fists. Together, the cute little faces with vicious expressions said, "Very powerful, very powerful hits~

Then there will be a seam in the corner over there, and the whitebait will jump in from that seam.

It seems that every year there are a lot of people who can't jump in, and they are eaten by the big fish outside~"

Hill really didn’t expect it. He glanced at the place where Vera was pointing. He flew over and took a look. It was indeed the weakest part of the iceberg cave. If the narwhal could hit this place, it would take three days. I can smash it away.

But it was three meters above the sea surface, and it was still an oblique angle, even if it knew it, the narwhal would not be able to hit it.

So they can only hit the bottom of the strongest iceberg every year, release the whitebait, and open a banquet by the way.

This kind of ecological circle formed by nature because of accidental surprises, Hill found it very interesting, he was a bit regretful, it would be nice if he could bring Aglaia with him.

But it's not without a chance~www.readwn.com~ Hill smiled and thought, Aglaia will always come again, and wait until she becomes stronger.

Vera brought the Little Flower Fairy to Hill and sent two small water sacs, which should have been woven from the petals and leaves of the cloudberry. This was the natural skill of the Little Flower Fairy.

Inside the water bag is a honey wine brewed with dew and cloudberry nectar.

Hill accepted it very solemnly. This was the process of the formal establishment of diplomatic relations between Xiao Huaxian and the adults.

Nectar is the source of their lives. When Xiaohuaxian presents the brewed nectar and honey wine to an adult, he is sheltering his life under the protection of the adult.

Although this little tribe doesn't have much food, they have already offered their sincerity.

Vera whirled happily: "Ah, you can pack your luggage~" A few little flower fairies quickly followed, calling and spinning with her.

It turns out that they thought they would not be able to leave until next spring, so they didn't worry too much!