Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill smiled lightly, waved away the illusion on his cloud house.

He almost forgot how restricted the gods of this world are.

As the goddess of war, the Red Knight who is a priest of strategy, planning, and tactics will of course be more sensitive.

In fact, she behaved very clearly. Although she was standing behind a few strong and tall barbarians with a big sword, the red armor was enough to prove her identity.

Although she is good at using strategy, she still didn't intend to completely hide her existence in front of other gods.

It's a pity that Woking's attention was only on the thinner adventurers.

Hill's cloud house appeared, and she was still looking at the northern path over and over again.

It wasn't until Ambori in the sea couldn't bear to throw a shell on her head, she looked up and saw Hill, who was sitting on the bow of the boat for a long time and smiling.

"You really came here! Corylon's lackey!" Woking pinched his waist and shouted, "Why? Knowing that my followers found your trail, are you afraid? I knew you would run away!"

Hill was stunned for a few seconds before asking softly, "Did Cyric show you the Cyric?"

The Red Knight didn't hold back, and laughed crazily over there.

Ambori emerged from the sea and shouted: "Take the other half of your incarnation back! Woking!"

Hill suddenly realized it, no wonder Woking behaved so stupidly. It seemed that she thought it was possible for Hill to continue traveling to the north, so she put her greatest strength there.

With Woking's ability, I can probably only control one avatar, so after dividing it into two parts, have you put the more IQ to the north?

When Hill talked to the grocery store owner, he was a bit ambiguous, but he just didn't like someone to judge his whereabouts.

But it looked like Woking really wanted to trouble him! It was blocked at both ends.

Hill didn't do anything, just changed his posture leisurely, and smiled at the red knight below and asked: "Dear Madam Strategy, I don't know if I am lucky enough to invite you to have a cup of coffee?"

As soon as the golden light on Wojin dissipated, he heard these words and looked nervously at the back of the caravan, the bright armor behind a group of barbarians.

To her rest assured, the Red Knight simply rejected Hill's invitation, but what he said made Wo'jin very angry: "Ah! Don't let it go, I'm just here to see Woking's fate.

Of course, if you haven't fought their three trash joints, I might have to take over.

I have never forgotten Ferranrell's hatred.

Some time ago, the main goals of Tampas and I were the Queen of Five Colors and Bann, only to release Woking.

Unexpectedly, she dared to make trouble in the North, really thinking that the barbarians would know nothing?

The day after her foolish believer arrived in Icewind Valley, the news came back to the Barbarian Kingdom.

It's just that Tempus is catching Bann now and doesn't bother to care about her.

How dare to use a clone to descend into Ice Wind Valley, ha ha~"

Her laughter was hoarse, her long black braids pouring down behind her red armor, her eyes gleaming like stars and gems.

Wo Jinfa let out a low cursing sound, she was cursing the priests behind her, and Ambori, no one actually found the Red Knight here!

Her golden eyes gleamed with anger, and the Red Knight was there, and how embarrassing she was this time was going to spread throughout Toril.

But she didn't say anything to the Red Knight, but cast her anger on Hill.

Seeing the cloud of coins rushing towards him, Hill smiled.

Not long after the current Red Knight was promoted from a demigod to a weak power, Woking didn't dare to attack her, but dared to attack Hill, a bit too despised!

He raised his hand, and twelve tornadoes appeared instantly, blocking the cloud made of gold coins in an exclamation below.

"If it's just this kind of attack, I really can't understand whether Goddess Woking really hates me." Hill said leisurely, "It's not as good as Ambori."

Hill heard the laughter from the sea sharply.

Amboli is still in the mood to gloat for misfortune, is she still proud of being a weak standard unit?

Ambori's IQ is really so pitiful forever.

This alliance... Hill thought about it. Bann did it, right?

Since the Red Knight said that Tempus was chasing Bann, Bann, who had always wanted to expand his influence in the Northland, must have had a headache.

Is this hoping to use these guys to attract the attention of Tampas?

Who knew that only the Red Knight was here, not even the war guard.

The one who has never liked dealing with other gods in Faerun Continent, spends most of the time in a neutral position, and likes Tempus, who doesn’t help each other, would chase down Bann so resolutely. It seems that it’s a matter of Ferranrell. It really angered him.

Woking screamed angrily, took out the nunchakus she rarely used, and rushed to the sky. She really didn't expect that Hill would stop her artifact, the coin, without even using the Ring of Winter. cloud.

She probably didn't understand what it meant to be admired after three days.

Not to mention how many new things Hill learned after arriving at Toril, how high the level of the part-time nature mage is, the magic book Hill hung on his wrist, it also has a bonus to wind magic!

The tornado that Hill is using now is three times as powerful as it was in Ferenriel.

Hill looked at the golden gift bag that rushed up, and couldn't help but curl his lips. Woking thought he was a mage, so he wanted to fight melee?

The silver ball of light surrounding him flew out directly, hitting Vol'jin directly.

Hill pressed his finger and decided not to reveal his strength for the time being.

The small fan on his right hand quickly zoomed in, and the twelve long swords slammed at Woking swiftly.

Hill had always felt that since Woking had walked the bottomless abyss, her luck had been eaten by Grazt.

The twelve long swords were all equipped with special effects, and thundered and thundered at the goddess of wealth.

Woking resisted those long swords with difficulty. Thunder-like attacks always hurt her a lot. She shouted in anger, "Ambori! What's the use of you?"

The clones are all destroyed in his hands, and you can't even say what his abilities are!

Don't shoot yet, wait for me to die first? "

"Don't I think that the weak and divine wealth master doesn't need the humble Ambori to take action?" As the waves rose to the sky, Ambori explained with her hoarse voice, like a leak.

Hill moved his left hand, the golden ring of winter gleaming with silver light, and directly ice-sealed all of Ambori's offensive routes.

He had a feeling that these guys just wanted to force his ring of winter.

Hill thought a little sadly, it seemed that Mala had really come, and it was estimated that he was still carrying a sub-artifact-level demon-breaking dagger on his paws.

He wasn't afraid of this, but the humanoid Mura was notoriously ugly, and Hill didn't want to look at it.

As the Ring of Winter took off, the tornado that Hill summoned turned into an ice storm, and all the onlookers couldn't help but retreat to a farther place.

The only thing that can stand still is the strategy goddess and her red horse that has spread its wings. The red knight has taken off the heavy sword behind him, and is eagerly waiting for the end.

Although she didn't make a move, Woking was obviously affected, and she didn't dare to fight Hill at all.

I was probably worried that I would not have enough power when I waited to escape.

Hill laughed indifferently, the Ring of Winter continued to shine, and countless ice and snow puppets appeared in mid-air, taking Vol'jin, who was resisting the twelve long swords that were constantly flying, and Ambori, who was frozen in the sea. Surrounded together.

The temperature is dropping rapidly, and the extreme winter has come in advance within a kilometer of the cloud house as the center.

All the abilities of the Ring of Winter have been used except for the waterfall sea, and a blue transparent cloak has appeared on Hill's body.

As a lightning-fast figure rushed directly to Hill, Wojin laughed wildly.

Even when the guy rushed directly into the protective cover of the cloud house, Hill still had a little hesitation, paying attention to the Ambori who had been slow for a while before he laughed.

There is also the red knight who has urged his mount to spread its wings and fly.

It seems that her most important task here is to prevent Hill from being killed in the battle god's territory.

Tempus really deserves to be eternally neutral. Both good and evil can fight at will, just don't drag him into the water.

It doesn't matter if he hunts down Bann and other people or things, it's just that there is an enmity between them.

Hill smiled and opened the crystal fan in his hand, and slammed it on the paw with the dagger: "It's too slow! Mala, you are not as good as a gray dwarf."

The dagger fell directly to the ground, and was swept into the cloud house by a sensitive vine.

Mala couldn't care about the dagger anymore, and he yelled miserably: "Oh~ it hurts!" His paw was broken.

The Ring of Misrion on Hill's right hand shone with a peculiar light, and the ugly humanoid creature that fell on the ground holding his hand and howled suddenly burst into flames.

Hill raised his right hand and glanced at ~www.readwn.com~ These protoss are really interesting! Did you even follow the curse on the hunting god?

It's just that they seem to be a little bit out of control of the scope of the curse, this damage is much stronger than Misrion's own.

Woking screamed, her belt quickly flew up in the air and exploded, propping up a shield between those long swords, her cloud of gold coins that was enlarged to hundreds of meters under the attack of the ice storm, It also exploded directly into countless gold coins.

No wonder this is Woking's most powerful artifact. Hill watched the gold coins shining with the power of faith split the ice storm directly into countless small whirlwinds, and walked over and picked up the devil-breaking dagger on the ground.

Mala, who wanted to escape, had been rolled up by the demigod vine.

Hill thought for a while, and when he was passing by, he stomped on his foot, and the monkey-like creature suddenly appeared from its head. He wanted to cut off the big antlers that was besieging his vine, and he broke it.

Let alone Ambori, who was still struggling in the freezing cold, Woking who summoned the Dimensional Gate to rush in was directly kicked into the sky by two horseshoes.