Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill's fist stopped in mid-air, and he looked at the incoherent Lynn helplessly: "The bear of the earth has always been strong, and my bones are much stronger than the dragon. Don't you know that I am a goddess?"

Lynn nodded dazedly: "I know you are a bear, no, you are the descendant of the bear god... But I don't know it's this kind of bear..."

"Corellon really deserves to be the most charitable... This guts... This terrifying breadth..." An elves whispered behind Lynn.

With Hill's ear, he could hear the voice even if it was soft, but he had absolutely no intention of defending Corellon.

Corellon may not care about being guessed that he has children in the form of a tree demon, but Hill does not want to admit that the guy like the elf **** king is his bloodline.

Anyway, Corellon has never felt any kind of gossip about elves, so it shouldn't matter if he takes on a little more.

He turned his attention back to Claugilia Marta under his feet. The dragon's resistance is very high, and it is estimated that he will wake up soon. He has to speed up.

Wait, the pattern on this dragon's back is a little off. Not only did it connect from the center of the eyebrows to the tail, but there seemed to be dozens of stripes converging towards her chest.

"There's something wrong with this dragon..." Hill stood up and looked down at the somewhat weird dragon, "Lyn... Come and see, the traces on her body, what pattern is this?"

Lynn walked in quickly and observed the pattern on the dragon's skin pointed out by Hill. This ancient green dragon was also pale olive, so the khaki pattern on the body was very difficult to see clearly. Fortunately, Hill was alert and did not Get straight to the point.

"Damn... When did the Dragon Cult reach out to Waterdeep City?" Although it was a bit unprofessional, Lin En was a priest who was favored by the True God, and he quickly recognized the real body of the lines, "This It's the scotch of the dracolich. Now it can't be purified with divine magic, as long as she dies, she will be resurrected in the lich box prepared earlier... Hill, don't kill her for the time being.

The lich attaches great importance to her original body, and when she wakes up, she will be with you forever. "

Hill hugged her chest and felt that Claugilia Marta was on the verge of waking up, so she stepped on her foot heavily, making her faint for a while longer.

If you can't kill her directly, it would be too troublesome...

Although the green dragon is a giant dragon with the wind attribute, this ancient green dragon has a part-time job as a Druid. No matter how severe the physical injury is, it will recover quickly.

Even if Hill twisted Claugilia Marta's neck in half, it is estimated that she would be able to recover almost in half a month.

Although it was nothing to watch her all the time, Hill felt annoyed just thinking about it.

With such a tragic end to Claugilia Marta, it is estimated that no dragons will come to Aglaia City in the future. Is such a waste waste a lot of time?

Hill felt that if he had the spare time, it would be better to slowly study how to use spells.

As a legal profession, but he didn't dare to use a water polo, he really had enough.

After starting spell research, it is necessary to carefully communicate with the fragile source power little by little. It will take a long time, and Hill really doesn't want to be dragged down by such boring things.

Hill glanced at the tall mountain standing opposite him, and silently took out a hoe.

Of course, before he acted, he punched Claugilia Marta twice in the neck, and the ancient green dragon woke up with a miserable howl, and his limbs and wings were broken again by the continuous fists.

Because of the trouble this dragon brought to him, Hill's men showed no mercy at all.

The elves behind Lynn couldn't help but take a deep breath, it hurts just looking at it!

Hill pointed in the direction of the blue dragon's corpse and said to Lynn and the others, "Go and clean up that blue dragon, just deal with it in the same way as before."

Lynn nodded silently, watching Hill walk directly to the side of the mountain, and started digging holes like a giant golem.

The contrast between the hard and tall rocks and the slender body is too strong, making the person watching it feel weird.

However, just looking at the debris brought out by each hoe... Lynn doubted that the group of them couldn't dig that much together.

Moreover, with Hill's strength, what kind of **** must be made to withstand such a great strength?

Lynn has some ideas, but he is not sure...

Forget it, I can't think about this thing, it's a headache after thinking about it, no, if it's not something that is sold, don't think about the value of that thing!

Lynn simply walked around the moaning and wailing elves with the stunned elves looking at the big hole that had appeared, and took the dragon-killing knife given by Hill to peel the scales and dismember the blue dragon.

It's not bad. The city guards of Aglaia City will probably be envied by the whole world. Hill has agreed to install the dragonskin bust and dragonskin boots.

Hill has really never done such a hard job since playing Trahill completely. Although he doesn't feel tired, the work of digging a hole is too boring.

But he can't do the work that he can do in a little time by himself, so he has to let the city guards dig for a few days, right?

And he has to build tools for them, it is better for him to dig it himself.

Hill dug for two full hours before he reached the center of the mountain with a diameter of about 40 kilometers at the bottom, and by the way, he expanded a large enough cave up, down, left, and right.

Then he went back to the forest and dragged the still-wailing Clauge Liama, but unfortunately, the dragon with a broken neck, Hill really couldn't understand what she was shouting.

Of course, he didn't forget to take away all the strange objects hanging on this dragon first. He has already lost so much, so he can't be without any benefits.

The entrance to this long cave was curved specially by Hilde, and the bottom of the cave was ten meters below the passage.

When she was almost recovered enough to cause trouble for Hill, Hill estimated that the power of Toril's source should have been repaired a little.

As long as it is not a large-scale spell, it can definitely be used. Of course, the magic net must not be used yet, but Hill did not need that thing.

When the time comes, it's enough to convert the cave into a stronger magic stone. For Hill, this transformation can only be regarded as the lowest-level spell.

If it were other dragons, Hill would have to worry about digging holes, but the green dragon...even the ancient green dragon didn't have the ability to dig a cave of more than 10 kilometers, let alone a cave formed by obsidian.

Humph~ He would like to see if the Dragon Cult, which is full of coveted by the wealthy Sword Bay, will come to him directly for this ancient green dragon who has set up spy nets in the two cities of Deep Water and Neverwinter.

Hill didn't even think about suffocating her, so he simply placed two three-meter-thick adamantine walls as doors at the entrance of the hole. The little gap between the two doors was enough for the green dragon to breathe.

This was originally used to shield the largest alchemy building from the wind. It was very tall and wanted to open the door. So far, it is estimated that only Hill has the ability to directly push the two doors into the stone walls on both sides.

He hesitated for a moment, it seems that there is a kind of alien dragon in the giant dragon that is known for its strength, right?

Hill felt the stability of the space here mentally, and then found that the deepest part of the cave was quite stable, so he simply tried to convert the rock where the gate is located into obsidian.

Sure enough, there is no problem with such a little mana output.

Toriel's source power is indeed gradually recovering. It is estimated that in half a month, the mana output of the 0-ring trick should be fine.

After patting the two very strict gates, Hill released two mithril golems to guard the place, and happily dropped a dozen branches of killing vines in the cave, watching them crawl all over the place after they took root. The cave, finally disguised as a maroon ivy.

He used a **** to dig a shallow ditch 1 meter deep and 20 cm wide outside the gate, and then sealed a small shell containing a dozen condensed pearls in the last stone wall of the ditch.

Finally, the shallow ditch was drawn all the way to the mouth of the cave.

When Hill walked to the exit, the clever Lily of the Valley and the windmill Jasmine had already hung their strong branches all over the wall here.

Gently pushing aside the vines with silver and white flowers hanging at the entrance of the cave, Hill walked outside the cave and observed it for a while.

On the left side above the entrance of the cave is the small platform where the white dragon was hiding. Hill took out a few more large pearls and pressed them directly into the thick rock. Soon the pure water was poured down, and it slowly became A thin waterfall.

Little Lily of the Valley and Little Jasmine shook happily.

Hill dug the hole into a five-meter-square pool. If it was filled, the green forest would be on the lower side, and the overflowing water would only flow there.

Hill patted the ashes on his robe, glanced coldly at the clouds above his head, and then slowly walked back to the floating castle.

Both Terry and Tustin are here.

They looked like they were playing with Purvey, but they were actually guarding against the dragons in the sky.

"Hill ~www.readwn.com~ asked Terry happily, "How many did you kill this time?" Or a five-colored dragon? Was that Klaus who just ran away? He's really useless, doesn't he even dare to shoot? "

"I killed Emulis north of Luskan, and Klaus went to take over her gem mine." Hill said with a smile, "Claugilia Marta seems to have colluded with the Dragon Cult. Can't kill, I locked her up."

Tustin flapped his wings sharply: "That vein should belong to you! That's your trophy!"

Hill laughed: "I'm not interested in that dilapidated gem mine. Not many good quality gems can be dug out of it. Besides, Klaus can't get the mine."

Tustin blinked: "You mean Celine Della Glosto of Mirabar? That ancient crystal dragon that raised a litter of dwarves?"

"The original mine of the blue dragon was relatively close to Luskan. The crystal dragon was unwilling to cause trouble for the dwarf tribe he was protecting, so he let a young female blue dragon occupy the gem mine so close to him. Klaus, who has a grudge against them, she won't let him take advantage of this."

Hill is not interested in tossing for that little money.