Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Chapter 667: Unrest in the world of Toril

Chill died horribly.

After the undead rushed to the place and found that the dozens of corpses controlled by his demon believer were almost all young children, they went crazy.

They won't forget the 'necrophile, pedophile' Hill marked on this guy's head.

Even in an intergalactic society that has abolished most of the death penalty, this is still an unforgivable crime.

And they can't see such a terrible scene, so they are even more reckless when they move.

In the end, it resulted in the tragic result that the guards of the Elf City, who took the holy water to clean up the mess, vomited and couldn't eat for half a month.

Hill didn't even dare to think about a situation that these elves, who were more knowledgeable than Hill, could not bear.

He absolutely couldn't run to listen to the detailed narration of the city guards who were on duty that day like those curious elves.

So he just entrusted Lynn to send them the highest holy water, plus the purest spirit wine.

Anyway, although they look a little miserable, they have a kind of mysterious pride.

Corellon is very happy.

Because of the sturdy behavior of the undead, Dimo ​​Gogan was sluggish for a second when he took back Qier's soul.

Then he was cut off by the guardian **** Thom.

Chill's soul was directly smashed into the crystal wall.

Toril's deceptive wall of unbelievers, since the death of the former **** of death Melkor, basically no one can hang it... If there is, probably the gods will go to watch this kind of spectacle.

No, even demons and devils would give up the **** battle to visit such a strange existence.

After the wall was built, Melkor himself hadn't used it much. It seemed that he only used some guys who scolded him badly, and they belonged to the evil camp, and then no one went up.

To put it bluntly, Melkor was originally selfish and wanted to hang up his enemies.

Until he falls, that's when the real atheists will be on the wall.

In a place like Toril, where shit, shit, and scolding can be qualified to believe in God, those who can meet the standard are not anti-social or even completely self-denial. Such perversions are rare even for Toril. , at least not in this millennium.

Otherwise, Kranwo, who succeeded the **** of death, would not have always felt that the above people were not guilty of death, and always wanted to directly demolish the wall.

What really exists, what frightens the evil, is only the wanderer Crystal Wall, who makes the evil soul with Tom's emblem engraved on his hand completely lose his mind, can only sing strange songs forever, and can never stop.

The evil spirits that have entered there can only be escaped from them by burning them into slag.

Chill's ending made everyone who knew the meaning of the crystal wall very happy. Tom had probably never been praised by so many people in his life.

It was the perfect ending to this war.

The reason why Corellon is willing to end this tug-of-war is because the spring in the Northland is coming, and the major temples of Faerûn have begun to catch no one.

It can't be said that it can't be caught, but the people behind are big people, and there must be enough evidence to do it.

The tug of war has come to their side.

And because the winter is too long, the spring in the north is very short, and you must hurry up if you want to plant trees.

Otherwise, the father of elves really doesn't mind the two-headed baboons finding the location of the souls of the undead, where the will of the abyss has to be abolished.

He just saw it from a distance and felt terrible.

Corellon has seen many terrifying universes. The black holes formed by some universes can swallow up all the power close to it at a glance, even if he is only a little more energy.

However, the universe where the undead were located made him chill even more. There was no need for any power in that place, and anyone who went there would have to turn into useless ashes.

Those guys in the abyss who are not afraid of death, it is good to go, and if they die, there is no chance of resurrection.

Unfortunately, for Corellon, it is still impossible to use the homeland of allies to destroy their enemies.

He still prefers the undead to help the elves plant trees.

The space pack of the undead is very suitable for this job, an elf only needs to find a suitable place with them.

When Corellon talked to Hill about this, he suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly: He arranged for the undead to do this, obviously because he was not confident in how many elves would respond to his high priest's call in the whole world.

Even if everyone knows that this is Corellon's wish, as long as it is not the oracle of the father of elves, there will still be many elves who will not do it.

The sun elves and moon elves who occupied the High Forest at the beginning... have a great ability to provoke public anger.

Corellon never forced his children, so he had to figure out a way by himself. Fortunately, there are still undead.

The arrival of spring makes the city of Aglaia also cheerful, especially the addition of the wood elves next door, which makes the greenery in the city of Aglaia more harmonious.

When the druids passed the street garden, they couldn't help but help.

This mage city lord... The power is too strong, and plants that are obviously not suitable for planting together can still grow well.

The wood elves have long discovered that the trahill elves were a little sloppy when they planted them, and they always thought that these seeds were all going to waste.

This is also one of the reasons why they are dissatisfied with Aglaia City. How can they use plants so rudely?

But with the awkward temper of the wood elves, they were unwilling to take the initiative to teach those weird elves.

So just pointing and pointing in the green forest.

However, these flowers and trees grew in such a mess, and they finally understood the power of the city lord.

But at that time, the shelf had already been put up, and the wood elves didn't know how to step down.

Fortunately, the Lynn Mayor was really a good elf. He handed them a ladder, and the Druids quickly took the opportunity to get down.

It’s fine if the wood elves didn’t come in before, but now that they’re here, they can no longer endure the chaos in the small parks in Aglaia City.

However, they were still a little scared after they started it for the first time.

The Druids were used to their freedom, and they did it themselves without asking anyone. Halfway through, they didn’t feel anything, and they didn’t realize that this place had an owner until it was over.

However, the owner of this city is worthy of being a natural mage, and is still very tolerant to them.

Lynn came directly to appease them who were uneasy, and even gave a generous thank you.

Then they hired these wood elf druids at a high price, and handed over the small parks in Aglaia City to them for management.

This is also quite good, the druids are quickly integrated into the daily life of Aglaia City.

After all, in this city, although the Trahir elves in the streets seem to be busy, other elves and major races are very leisurely.

Every corner of the city of Aglaia is warm and comfortable, and even the citizens do things calmly. They are not very rich, but they can see that they live very comfortably.

Every bit of this city can make the outsiders who come in discover the gentleness and kindness of the city owner.

Druids can simply nod their heads out of the forest and become a member of Aglaia City, that is, they perceive all this.

Hill, who received Lynn's feedback, was actually a little puzzled. If the plants were dissatisfied, he could detect it.

But every time he walks in the park and communicates with these plants, these plants say it well?

Is there something wrong with him?

After spreading the Water Mystery Lock to half of the green forest, seeing that the druids had sorted out part of the park, Hill went directly to communicate with those plants.

Then he was a little helpless to find that the plants did feel that life was more comfortable now, but they didn't feel any discomfort before.

Probably because of Hill's life force, they couldn't feel any discomfort at all.

Hill also has nothing to do, that is a passive talent.

For him, unless the plants that are afraid of fire are planted on the volcano, there is no way that there will be any inactive plants, and most of them are not good.

For Druid's day-to-day plant research, Hill probably could only watch others do it.

Fortunately, there are real Druids in his city. After they discovered that Hill's university town was not only adult students, but also many young children, they quickly found Lynn and opened Druid. Iraqi interest class.

Druids must learn some basics from an early age, and those pure geniuses... have become memorials of the past.

Although the wood elves have a long lifespan, who knows that one day they will be unlucky in this world, and it is serious business to pass on their own green ring concept.

No matter how few elf children in Aglaia City are, there are more than their entire clan. Many sun elves have learned from General Gar and kept their family's underage children here.

After the undead's attention was once again attracted to the High Forest by Corellon, the Faerûn continent seemed to be much calmer.

This is a winter that makes everyone restless, and everyone hopes that spring can be a little easier.

Even farming life is a kind of stability.

However, everyone's stable life ended in a terrifying giant earthquake~www.readwn.com~ People looked at the sky above their heads in panic and the ground beneath their feet fell into a fracture.

"Oberon! Take the goblins to Purvi!" Hill shouted as the shaking began.

Looking at the shattered space, Hill held the crystal flower and his magic book, desperately using the Mystery Lock to seal the city of Aglaia.

His mana also poured out crazily at that moment, and Hill, who knew what happened, knew very well that he probably wouldn't need spells in a short time.

The origin of magic in the whole world is in chaos, only artifacts and strange objects are still useful at this time, and Hill can only do his best.

Fortunately... Hill was sitting in the pool holding the crystal flower and insisting... Fortunately, he didn't get bored, and made this mysterious strengthening artifact.

It was not until he saw the silver light emitting directly from the waterdeep city next door, and then saw the same silver light one after another in the distance, Hill stabilized his frantically beating heart.

Damn Cyric! Damn Sarah!

Mystra fell early!

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