Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill lowered his head, watching the "Xiao Yoyo" whose fingers were flying up and down, and said with a deep voice, "Neverwinter City is about to be liberated."

Oberon glanced at him strangely: "Isn't Neverwinter City very good? The undead helped them so much, and the serious things as serious as the plague have been solved!"

Hill smiled at him. For the little fairies, the strange behaviors of the undead were not a trouble at all, and they would even toss along with them.

But for the king of Neverwinter City, he probably had a deep understanding of what it means to ask God to be easy to send God away.

In Toril Continent, Deepwater City has a higher status, but in the hearts of the undead, Neverwinter City is much more important.

Hill once inquired about the undead's understanding of Toril's world. Although the protagonist of the story is different, Neverwinter City was once a prestigious stand-alone game on their side.

Using human beings to fight against the evil forces that destroy one's homeland is indeed the most resonant plot.

Moreover, Hill understood with a little envious that the stand-alone machines on their side were all of the virtual reality type. It is said that every time the NPC sees a player, what it says will change according to the situation.

Of course, he could also hear that the game is very old. Although it is classic enough, many people have used it to play it, but the undead who have been tempted by the later exquisite games always play it a bit regrettable.

The significance of the remake is not great. Virtual reality games rarely do remakes. The money and energy consumed are too inconsistent with the benefits obtained, and it is also due to the difference between some character modeling and the classics of the past. A lot of accusations, no one is willing to burn money and be scolded.

But before the undead were 18 years old, because they were worried that the children would not be able to distinguish the difference between reality and virtuality, their country did not allow to play games that were too real.

Therefore, Neverwinter City is really a fond memory that many people often think of when they miss everything when they were children: when they wanted to burn the plan crazy because of some **** plots, they were shocked to hear that the planning bones were probably all melted.

The undead really want to know what is the difference between Neverwinter City in different settings, whether they can see the protagonist in their story, and whether there are any monsters they have killed in the sewers.

Hill knew their feelings very well. He would be so kind to the young people from the Four Cities who made trouble at the Temple of Baal to his territory, and had a lot to do with Asbury among those who came.

With the entire continent of Faerun knowing what the plague was, Hill felt that her boyfriend should live well this time.

He didn't think that this time Asbury's misfortune was due to himself, so even if he was not happy that those young people used him as a hero test, Hill's anger was directed at the cities themselves.

Purvi dexterously flashed across the ground and directed another wave of attacks against them, and a small whale appeared beside Hill: "Hill! Have you finished watching what you want to see? Let's go back to the cloud!"

Hill smiled and shook his head: "It will be done soon."

He looked down at the **** undead on the battlefield and the Toril hurriedly dealing with the frozen man.

Except for the Knights of Justice and the priests of the natural camp, they have begun to enter the battlefield again, and everyone else is watching the excitement.

Even if the undead really won't die, they don't necessarily care if the NPC will take the initiative to participate in the battle. It's normal for this kind of thing to happen in the game.

But this kind of scene made Hill look very uncomfortable.

After all, he knew in his heart that these weren't tools in the game that had to be killed by players who knew that the enemy was around.

Hill knows that for Purvi, these attacks that are not legendary in intensity are so slow that they can’t touch his side. It’s just that for the alien whales who don’t like to fight, this kind of war will only make They turned their heads and left.

He soothed Pulvi with a few words, gently raised his hand, and released the long-lost three-piece set of mist of water, moon dance of tide, and water of tranquility.

The soft mist filled the battlefield, in exchange for the undead cheering excitedly and the wailing of the demon being burned by the power of purification.

Along with the shout of ‘good guy Hill’, Hill whispered to Purvi: “We can leave now, go directly to the Star Mountain!”

His mist of water can last for three days even when his level is not high. It's enough, isn't it because there are more demons than the undead now!

Hill knows very well that the undead's brigade is expected to march straight to the High Forest overnight. Most people still prefer the passion of direct combat to the plot party that is looking for tasks everywhere.

Toriel’s missions are not easy to do. Many missions make the undead very uncomfortable. The feeling of life is so scary that William is scolded every day.

Looking at the big tree with its teeth and claws under the spaceship, Hill kept shed the mist of water, hoping that those demonized big trees could restore some sense, and don't easily act on the large groups of undead passing by.

Burning the forest is indeed cursed by nature, but it is not a sin to cut down the trees that want to hurt yourself.

Not to mention, this group of undead that Keruilong found, even if it really destroyed the entire Supreme Forest, it was impossible to be cursed successfully. As long as it was not directly issued by Corellon, neither AO nor World Law could find Corellon's trouble.

If anyone's believer or subordinate should find a **** responsible for committing a crime, Toril would have no **** to exist.

It's like Mystra, whom AO pays much attention to. The two Mystras didn't have a good stubbornness. Wasn't the dragon worship leader who made the dragon madness disaster come out of the previous pit!

The Holy Grail in Aglaia City with the blood of Ransendre is the best proof. Being the incarnation of a powerful divine power that a mortal can harm, it all depends on the power of silver fire bestowed by the goddess of magic in Samast's body. !

Corellon may be really impatient with some things in the Supreme Forest, but even though it sounds light and light, it means the death of countless lives.

Hill pulled out a small bag of seeds in his hand and sighed softly.

It stands to reason that sunflower seeds are such a good thing, he should really give it to the elves who stayed in the highest forest, but Hill still hesitated.

If Ransendel was so out of the control of the Destiny Slab, then Hill would return the fate of Amanata, who had been unintentionally transformed by him, to resurrect the fate of Amanata.

But if... the appearance of Amanata is destined to make Ransendre fall asleep in the morning light, wouldn't Hill take out this kind of thing to cheat his friend!

He didn't think that the Toril people who knew the Sunflower would be grateful to the sun **** of Trashir, they would only worship the sun praising their own world, and the gods of Toril would not let the sun gods of other worlds appear in their own world.

The sun and the moon have very important meanings to each world, and they are also completely different. They are even related to the foundation of each god. Everyone will be wary of outsiders.

But Hill couldn't change this flower into the flower of dawn. That would affect the sun **** of Trahir.

If by accident, the Sun God of Trashir, who has mastered all the sun-related priests, loses the priesthood of Dawn, what is even more frightening is that if there is an existence like the Lord of Dawn in Trashir, Hill will have no face in his life. My own home.

The loveliest thing about Ransendall is that he is Toril's powerful supernatural power. This is the prerequisite for Hill to be able to make friends with him sincerely.

Before he landed on the Star Mountains, he finally found the moss seeds that also had the power to purify. Fortunately, considering Toril’s complex underground world, he worried that his territory would also be invaded, just like those city countries. Feeling raised demons, demons and even liches. So let the spirit of the oak tree cultivate a lot with the demigod seed bag.

Fortunately, his elders of the Earth Bear have collected a lot of demigod-level seed bags...not just the moon elf druids who died in the wilderness.

Hill didn't ask why there were so many, the enemy dared to go into the wilderness to find trouble with the bear of the earth, of course no bear would be weak.

Only when Hay Wilson asked him if he wanted it, he happily put it away. Apart from him, the Earth Bear was useless. This was a semi-sacred tool that only recognized the power of nature.

Hill counted the number of moss seeds in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

Although it is not as easy to use as sunflowers, these mosses should also grow well in the dense and light-tight forests.

It's just that although moss grows very fast, someone must collect their seeds and use them elsewhere, otherwise they will only grow in groups in place.

The elves of the Sword of Evreska were already waiting for Hill at the highest point of the mountain. They had long discovered that the weird whale was flying towards them with a clear target.

But the pieces of water sprayed with the power of natural purification from the whale also made them sure that it was definitely not the enemy, so it was all right.

The sword of Evreska, who has been guarding here alone for thousands of years, has given up the awkward character of many elves, no matter what race they are, as long as they are willing to help them, they are their good friends.

Leaving Purvi floating in the air, Hill took Oberon and Vera to the ground together.

Little Huaxian, who found that there was no security problem, was very dissatisfied and muttered to her father. How could her father forget to call her when watching such a lively thing? This is a crime!

Oberon kept looking at Hill, hoping that this big friend could help stop the passionate Vera, Hill... Hill turned his head and smiled at the coming elves: "Evriska Everyone of the Sword, I’m glad to meet you, I’m Hill of Aglaia City."

"Hill?" An excited female voice rang from behind, "Lynn's good friend, right? How is he now?"

The elves standing in front smiled and stepped away, and a tall, agile, blond female elves in scales appeared in front of Hill.

Hill's smile became more real: Lynn and his mother looked very similar!

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