Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The place in Candle Castle is surrounded by multiple protection spells, and the guardian magic circle is also very powerful. Even a demigod-level mage cannot open the dimension gate there. There is also a silver dragon that has been transformed into a ghost. Even if you kill her, a day later She can also be resurrected.

Without this spell plague, these measures would indeed be enough to protect this towering castle at the end of the Lion's Road. After all, there are still many magic web mages around level 30.

But now these mages are almost abolished... Years of pampering have made them completely forget how to cast spells out of the magic net.

And their enemies must be those arcanists.

Hill was pretty sure the Netherites would do something there.

If there are only books, those arcanists may still curb their greed, but there are also prophecies made by the Prophet Arendor for Faerun's future.

Netherese arcanists once scoffed at those prophecies, but reality has taught them enough lessons, given a rare and powerful opportunity, that they will certainly want to avoid repeating horrific mistakes.

Liszt took Hill's request solemnly at the core. He knew that this task was not only for himself, but also to inform Lynn and Lyra and the Tarlings who were assisting them. .

Hill sighed softly, but he still had to face the group of elves: "Go and inform those elves that they can go to Luskan, and they can choose one of the two small islands outside the port over there.

But they must assure me that they will never cause trouble in Luskan, and they must not speak rude words to other gods, and they must not say anything that discriminates against other races, including half-elves.

I can't ask them to be careful, but the elves must know one thing, and I will be punished for angering me.

The elves who dare to make mistakes will be sent directly to prison in the Aglaia Mountains!

I'm not as forgiving as Corellon. "

The newly-appeared mountain range was originally between Aglaia City and Neverwinter City, and Hill gave them some consideration... But as long as the remaining part of Neverwinter Forest seems to be enough for Neverwinter City , did not send anyone to explore the mountains through the forest.

And at this time, Neverwinter City doesn't have the courage to compete with Hill for the ownership of the mountain range. Hill had already appointed it as the Aglaia Mountains according to Toril's tradition before leaving.

As long as no one has the ability to raise objections within a month, the mountain belongs to Aglaia.

Coupled with the fields between the big lakes, Aglaia's current territory is already very large, almost comparable to Silvermoon City.

Liszt dispersed, and he went to the mouth of the whale to convey Hill's will to the group of elves.

Hill sighed silently, the elves should understand that he has enough strength to fulfill his oath.

In a place like Luskan, where the entire Faerûn continent had to resist the Orcs, it was absolutely impossible for Hill to let these elves affect the unity and stability of the local area.

As for what these guys will do in other places, he can't control... Elves are always only strong for a while, instead of always existing in Toril's powerful forces like humans, in fact, they are arrogant and arrogant. , The impulsive and irritable character is inseparable.

But in addition to their strength, they also have a brave and tenacious side. They will never bow to the enemy, and they will always fight to the last second... For those who are not as good as themselves, although their attitude is arrogant, they will not arbitrarily beat, scold and oppress them.

Hill leaned on his sofa chair and pressed his forehead with a wry smile: Analyze and analyze... Isn't this the main expression of the villain's character?

Perhaps, as the legend goes, the elf was born from the blood of the **** Corellon shed when he fought with the orc master god... His personality inherited more of his brave and competitive side.

It's just that the long life has smoothed their character, so the longer the elves live, the more cunning they are.

Hill moved his hand and came across the book he was copying just now. He can be open to the elves in the face of Corellon, but he doesn't have to worry about them. Corellon doesn't care much about the future of Toril's elves. Why does he care so much!

Or copy it now!

It is estimated that we will return to Aglaia early in the morning.

Before that, Hill glanced sideways at the remaining books in the second row, and he had to transcribe them all!

Suddenly, he went back to the days of being controlled by others... Hill was really happy and a little bit painful.

Purvi entered the territorial waters of Aglaia in the early hours of the morning and rose into the air.

Hill himself knocked on Fran's door and took him to the terrace.

"Grandfather, this is my territory, named after Aglaia." Hill smiled at Fran, "It's a beautiful town, isn't it?"

Fran nodded silently, showing a faint smile.

He looked around at this beautiful city. It was really a very standard Hill style. The whole city was full of natural atmosphere. There were many pedestrians so early, but it still gave people a sense of tranquility.

The architectural style is also very unified. Even if it is divided into two obvious parts, it will not make people feel abrupt.

The whale carrying them flew leisurely to the exquisite castle in mid-air, and a dozen or so fluttering little flower fairies, accompanied by a group of white swans, greeted them.

"Hill~" Vera raised her voice and shouted, "Why did you come back so early? Lynn said you were going to go out for at least a year! Did you come across something good again?"

Then she saw Faran wearing a gray robe: "You have guests... Do you actually have such an old friend?"

"This is my grandfather, Vera." Failing to stop Xiaohuaxian's bluntness in time, Hill could only say in a helpless tone, "You have to be more respectful and say it in advance, if you are punished by your grandfather for mischief , Do not come to me to intercede, let alone complain.

I only help my grandfather. "

Vera immediately looked serious: "I will be good."

Then she sneaked a few glances at Flange and then glanced at Hill's serious expression, and added: "I will be honest, and I will also control other Xiaohuaxian. I swear by our friendship."

That's it, for Vera, her friendship with Hill is a very precious treasure that must not be lost.

Although the little goblin is full of problems, if she really gives trust and affection, she will be more wholehearted.

But if they are betrayed by someone so trusted, they will also degenerate directly into grief goblins: into a mode of undying vengeance.

Hill nodded with satisfaction. Oberon's fairies and swan fairies are all types that don't like mischief. Because of Vera, Aglaia has no dwarfs who like to lie and harm others. Lost pixies, they are basically harmless.

As long as Xiaohuaxian is honest, Vera should have judged how serious Hill's words were.

Fran silently observed Hill's little friend. This was the first time he saw the legendary goblins. He had heard the stories of these little guys in the world he arrived before Abel, but he had never seen them. been.

As long as the power of nature in a certain world declines, the goblins will naturally disappear in that world, and no one knows whether they have moved away or fallen.

But he remembered that even if someone could make friends with goblins, they were usually innocent children... How did Hill get the approval of these little guys?

Although his grandson is kind and simple, he is definitely not at the level of innocence... No mage thinks that innocence and childlike innocence are a kind of compliment.

However, Hill was able to restrain these goblins, so Fran didn't find it strange, he knew Hill's talent very well.

"Grandfather, this is Vera, my good friend, the leader of Fairy Flowers." Hill also introduced the proud Vera to his grandfather.

After they greeted each other, Hill handed over the part of the books he had copied to Frank, and then floated the huge bookcase ready to return to the castle.

Liszt has already begun to instruct the puppets to rebuild the half of the tower where Terry and the others had been living on the opposite side. Especially the alchemy laboratory must be set up at the highest level, and the alchemy circle inside can be left to Frank to transform himself.

Although the alchemist master has his own magic tower, Liszt does not think that Hill will let his grandfather go out and live alone.

Seeing that Fran stopped, Hill quickly turned around and said, "Grandfather, there is a set of books in the castle, and there are some popular newspapers and magazines from Toril, which I didn't bring to the magic tower.

You can read it slowly... There is also a booklet called the Candle Castle Catalogue. After reading the books in my collection, you can see what you want there. The books there are all available for purchase. "

Fran smiled with satisfaction.

Then they heard Lynn's voice running upstairs: "Hill, what happened? Why did you come back early? Didn't you get something that shouldn't be there?"

Fran gave his grandson a strange look. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

If only one friend said that, he probably wouldn't have felt it... but so did the apparently more sedate half-elf... Sounds like Hill's luck wasn't all good?

Feeling the look in his grandfather's eyes, Hill smiled helplessly: "The relationship between the gods of Toriel is too complicated, there are many artifacts and sub-artifacts left out, and if you get them, you may have a relationship with those gods. Push as far as you can."

Then he introduced Lynn, who had rushed over, to Frank.

As they communicated, Hill looked at the huge golden oak tree in the front yard of the castle: Oberon had sealed himself in that oak tree.

Even in Purvi, the lord of the beasts felt the rejection of the world's will against him. In order not to return to the House of Shade, he simply chose to sleep and merged directly with an oak tree.

It was a pity that my grandfather could not be introduced to this extremely beautiful little goblin.

Then Hill walked over quickly, and he had to stop Lynn, who had begun to break the news.