Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill's sudden movement did not attract the attention of the two An Pengfei.

I don’t know what secret room the brown spirits have found. The Anjia guards who have been acting very calmly also exclaimed. An Pengfei's body was tight, and a silver short spear flew out instantly, pulling out a silver light to become He took the spear and held it in his hand.

The squad leader who was just next to him ran over with anger and panic that was completely unconcealable: "The eldest son! The Lin family created a mass grave at a kilometer underground!"

An Pengfei was so shocked that he even gave a low voice, "Go!" ’Let the person lead the way and charge directly.

An Ran was dumbfounded for a while before coming over with a serious expression: "Sorry, Grand Mage Bolanio, Young Master Pengfei is so shocked that he is so rude."

Hill waved his hand: "Business matters. I won't care about this little thing."

An Ran shook his head and solemnly bowed to Hill.

Hill stood up in surprise. Fortunately, Fatty An really wanted to be grateful to him, but he gave him a buckle and a bow of thanks.

This is the etiquette commonly used by the dragons to their saviors, and Hill accepted it after thinking about it, and then sat back.

An Ran said softly: "I sincerely thank you, and your little fairy friends, for saving the lives of all the families and the people in Renhe City.

Life-saving grace is never forgotten from life to life.

Mass grave... is the evil ritual that hurts the power of the ancestors the most. Once it succeeds, the entire city of Renhe will fall into the disaster of the undead. "

Hill glanced at Fatty Ann.

This guy didn't say the most critical point: the so-called damage to the power of the ancestors was actually to make these ancestral spirits directly fall, and make them directly turn from the faeries into evil spirits.

As long as it is a family that enshrines these ancestors, all family members near the ancestral court will surely fall along with them, or even become undead.

Most of the family members staying in other places will not have any problems, but even if these people may build a new family in the future, they have nothing in common with the current one except the last name.

After all, the ancestors cannot be the same.

Hill glanced at An Ran with a sad expression, smiled, and let the matter go. Even if he knew what Hill had concealed from him, An Ran couldn't tell the truth in the public.

The weakness of the ancestral court is a good thing for one less person to know.

Hill hadn't planned to see the mass grave, until the brown spirits flew back in panic: "Hill! It's Bann's power!"

He jumped straight up, and after returning the brown essence to his pocket, he walked towards that place quickly.

It was only then that Hill realized that if the mass graves were to be created, what they needed was the blood of grievances and the souls full of resentment that were constantly added in.

Not every corpse is useful, it must be a tragic death.

However, given the extent of Shoulong's control over the people, if there were so many people missing for no reason near Renhe City, the government would never fail to notice.

That can only come from outside.

If it were the Shoulong and Tulong wars a hundred years ago, or even 50 years ago when the two countries had a small war, such a corpse would be easy to find. At that time, there were indeed countless people in the two countries who died tragically under the hands of both sides. .

But the Lin Family has only entered Renhe City for a few decades!

Hill silently walked all the way to Lin Yi's usual room. This is a typical three small rooms. The middle is the waiting room, the left is the bedroom, and the right is the small study.

The mechanism the brown spirits found was beside the bed in the bedroom. A portrait carved with Guanyin of Great Compassion and Great Compassion turned outwards, revealing a dark hole and downward stairs.

Hill frowned, and after adding various buffs to himself, he went on.

His entourage quickly stood on both sides and squeezed the two home guards who were in charge of guarding them away.

An Ran quickly pulled the two guards who were about to get angry to the door and stood: "Just stay here, we can believe that, but he doesn't necessarily believe us.

It would be nice if Dawuken could help, don't make trouble. "

He glanced worriedly, then asked: "Have you notified the Patriarch?"

A guard replied: "The eldest son sent An Xu and An Feng back."

"Huh? Why did he send An Xu?" An Ran stared at the two men suddenly, "Did An Minyi stop Young Master Pengfei?"

"Even if An Xu is following the third son, he won't mess around right now, right?" The guard said softly, "This is not the eldest son, but the entire An family, and even has to notify other families that they won't come out. What's the matter.

The mass graves want to be purified, but our family's witchcraft can not solve them. "

"You know a P!" An Ran showed an indifferent expression, "Prince Pengfei, he really stayed in the barracks for a long time. Hasn't this been discovered?

Anyway, it won't cause an extermination. Using mass graves to kill him is the best solution for that person.

Fortunately, the Archmage Polanio paid more attention to the death **** of Faerun Continent... However, I remember that he was good at water and wind magic, as well as light.

I don't know if I can deal with the secret magic spells on the side of the Japanese Empire! He brought so many little fairies down, what should he do if he was sealed off? "

An Ran walked a few steps, and suddenly looked at the two people: "Forget it, you are not as useful here as the entourage of the Archmage Polano, just go back and notify it!

Anyway, I am here to stay, and if something happens, I will directly send out fireworks for help, so hurry up!

Regardless of whether the Patriarch knows it or not, you will report the matter here again in detail! "

The two guards looked at each other, but An Ran was tough, and they could only obey, and quickly disappeared at the door.

Before they left, An Ran maintained a nervous expression before uttering a series of curses.

After venting his anger for a while, he looked at Hill's entourage solemnly and said, "Prince Pengfei depends on you for his safety, Archmage Bolanio, these knights are your puppets, right? You must heard.

I have to go back to the Patriarch, An Minyi... It may be betrayed, please pay attention. "

Fatty An took a few shots on his body, his fat body moved flexibly, a strange winged creature appeared behind him, and then he tore a piece of paper, the whole person seemed to melt into the air. The same disappeared before my eyes.

Only a gust of wind can tell that he has rushed into the air.

Having reached more than three hundred meters underground, Hill couldn't help but stop: This fat man is actually a mechanic.

No wonder the true identities of Hill's puppets can be distinguished, and they are hidden deep enough.

Hill... Hill has become accustomed to making mistakes in his judgments of people. Anyway, there is nothing to be afraid of. In a big deal, he just lifts the table, and he can't do it.

Looking down at the stairs that are several hundred meters away, Hill is a little bit suspicious of how Lin Yi usually goes down. Even a ninja can't exercise his legs and feet like this every time, right?

Hill was a little tired of walking, and the stairs under his feet quickly deformed, sending him downward like a wave.

The goblins immediately became happy, and twittered to ask Hill to make their small amusement park come out of this endless staircase.

Hill felt that they were thinking too well, and chuckled and asked, "This requires mana. Who of you wants to be the one who works hard by yourself when others are playing?"

The little fairies were silent immediately.

They didn't take turns to play this kind of argument, and no goblin would be willing to tolerate others at work while others were playing.

"Be honest! The downside must be smelly." Hill looked at the stairs that were about to end, and said gently, "If I fall into the pool of the dead, I can't save you!"

"Hurry up! Use the silk thread in your hands to sew all the pockets!" Vera gave a loud command, "If you don't want to become a slave to the Wrathful King, just move faster!"

The little fairies all got up to work quickly, as did Vera. She and Oberon had stayed in Hill's hood, and now they took out the needle and thread to weave the upper part of the hood into a cobweb.

Hill stopped the stairs with a smile, it was the last short paragraph anyway.

Finally, after using a spell to purify the air, Hill quietly walked out of the stairwell.

An Pengfei is now fighting with the ghosts of people and mass graves.

Hill quickly understood why the brown spirits would yell ‘Ban’, those undead... should be from the mainland of Faerun, the black pattern on their faces, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is the mark of Bann.

But there is something else...that is the undead ‘chosen’ that Searle Red Robe likes to use, an extremely ugly undead transformed creature, attacking the invader frantically with its claws.

Hill suddenly thought of a mage among the flashing stones.

The red-robed wizard does not use spells but runs by himself. It is not necessarily that he wants to save money. He may also be leading the way for the undead wandering underwater.

The red robe would retreat so easily, more likely that he didn't want Hill to find out what he was doing.

The natural aura on Hill is so strong, if you really pass the sea where the undead is, it is impossible to find it.

The people of the Japanese Empire cannot turn these brutally murdered people into undead that can be controlled. Bann’s Santarin can do it, but transport them to the Sel wizards who have always used the undead as porters and various laborers. That's easy.

Searle’s red robes always do everything to make money, but Bann will make a move and can only prove one thing.

Bann must have had his own place of faith in the Japanese Empire. No wonder that even though Fort Sandil, his strongest brother of faith on the continent of Faerun, became a ruin, he could still keep himself strong and divine.

Hill glanced at the battle ahead, and soon discovered that An Ran's judgment was not wrong.

The captain who had once expressed dissatisfaction with Hill's arrogant attitude seemed to be serious about guarding An Pengfei in the frenzied battle, but all kinds of small mistakes continued to appear.

At this time, there was still internal fighting, and Hill couldn't help but sneered.

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