Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill put his gaze back on the giant screen expressionlessly... Now that Vera's mind has been completely distorted, and becoming the new fairy queen has become the supreme pursuit in her heart, no matter what Hill says is useless.

The only thing that is fortunate is that during the journey of the sun **** returning to the throne, as long as Vera made a certain amount of effort, the little favor she owed has been paid off...as long as her heart was not corrupted by power at that time. , is willing to return to Aglaia to be her carefree flower fairy, then of course Aglaia will also open her heart to welcome her.

But Hill knows very well that when Vera is her goblin queen in Karinshan, he can't open his arms for his little friend again... Hill is absolutely unwilling to do anything for Amanata's resurrection!

Even if it was Vera's wish, but she knew that it was not from Xiao Huaxian's heart, how could Hill agree?

That would make him feel blackmailed!

Hill's increasingly icy expression caught Fran's attention. He thought carefully about the conversation between Hill and the goblin just now, and sighed softly in his heart.

Although I couldn't understand what they were talking about, it was clear that this little goblin took the path where Toril appeared most often.

Farran couldn't help but looked up at the sky, the slate that bound Toril's countless lives... It was really terrifying.

Fortunately they were Trahir.

The world tree **** system has never cared where the world he created goes... When he left Trahill, he could hear some idiots complaining that the cosmic world tree never came out to protect Trahill, and even watched helplessly. Trahir is dying...not even his own daughter, who is dying and sleeping.

Although Fran felt that he should not rely on the gods... just like he never felt that not everyone in the Trahir would love their children, how could he be qualified to condemn the gods for ignoring them, but he didn't think about it, if When the goddess of the earth was sleeping, World Tree would help me...

But after really seeing the multiverse... Fran felt extremely fortunate... Fortunately, their real creator is the world tree who has a peaceful mind and gives all power to the planet itself.

Even if it is destroyed, no one will come to save it... But at least I won't let myself live like a joke... Even if someone can escape the fate of those puppets, but before that, they have to struggle to survive in the quagmire.

Fran quietly glanced at the beautiful goblin on Hill's head. With what he knew about his grandson, if this little flower fairy named Vera had been so ambitious from the beginning, Hill would never have Had such a good relationship with her.

Hill will sympathize with the weak and will rescue some poor victims...but he will never reach out to the losers who are actively involved in the power struggle.

So one can imagine what kind of feeling will be in Hill's heart now... What a regrettable fate!

Fran knocked on the table in front of him and handed Hill a glass of Rainbow Shadow Wine: "Sometimes, a glass of wine will make you feel better."

Hill turned his head to look at his grandfather, looked down at the wine glass, the ruby ​​wine rippled gently in the crystal glass, and the golden spots flickered in it. He showed a sad smile, holding the wine glass in his hand to his own. The grandfather raised it: "I hope every soul can fly freely."

Fran raised the wine glass in his hand and saluted Hill, then raised his head and drank the wine together with him.

Rainbow Shadow Wine is an elf spirit that Frank has liked after he came to Hill's city.

But the purpose of pouring this glass of wine for Hill was not to make his grandson sober:

The drink, made from two rare fruits, Orozco and Rhysmore, is usually stored in a bottle made of clear crystal, which absorbs light.

When a particular phrase is spoken in Elvish, those rays will converge into thirteen distinct points, like the Corellon galaxy in Elvish tradition.

This is almost holy wine to the worshipers of elves, especially Corellon.

So elves cherish Hongying wine very much. For them, sharing Hongying wine is the best blessing to their family and friends... I hope they will always be happy and healthy under the protection of Corellon.

Even if Hill could grow Oroz and Rithmore by himself, and the Rainbow Shadow wine he brewed could fill a warehouse, the meaning of this wine would not change.

Hill, of course, understood his grandfather's intentions, and showed a faint smile to Fran.

In fact, he was not unprepared... When he knew that Vera and the other little flower fairies were not only saved by the Holy Grail of Amannatha, but also coexisted with him for thousands of years, he knew that something might go wrong.

But he didn't expect it to be so serious, this directly distorted the will of the demigod!

Maybe as Vera said, she was born with the power of nature from Toril... She always carries the imprint of this world on her body, and the thread of fate was not in Vera's own hands from the beginning.

Vera sensitively found that Hill was in a bad mood. She happily shook the long-haired swing on which she was sitting and comforted her big friend: "Don't worry! Hill, I won't go to Karinshan to fight...I He will definitely hide behind the undead, and come forward when they are finished!

And then... when I make Karinshan appear in a garden forest again, no one can hurt me!

Toriel's natural consciousness will protect me! "

Hill smiled and nodded to her, and didn't say anything, something... He could only wait for the end.

He turned his gaze back to the giant screen.

The undead's patience is indeed strong enough... After pushing the wall of fire so mechanically, La Gong actually persisted for almost an hour.

It seems that it's not just the undead that are waiting for him to be filled with Ain Stones, Lagon himself is also eager to see if there is a chance to put a big move. To be honest, this is the first time Hill has seen someone wear all of them. Ion stone that absorbs mana.

You must know that the same color Ain stones will only be fused together to form a larger one. Generally speaking, five pieces are the limit, or they will be mutually exclusive, and they will never be superimposed... Only Ain stones of different colors can be used.

And a color of Ion stone can increase the maximum strength is 25% of my ability.

Hill waited silently, what kind of lethality would the half mana of a lich who has lived for thousands of years cause...

The two stones revolving around Lagon's head grew brighter and brighter.

"Three Ts!" The voice of 'Xue Yunfeng' seemed to be louder, "The mage is fully protected from the elements! The priest gives the T shield! Don't stop the holy rain! The protection of the necromantic barrier must be guaranteed to everyone!"

Fran put down the wine glass in his hand and praised with interest: "Although his hands-on ability is very poor, his judgment of timing is very accurate!

It's a pity that they don't seem to have found La Gong's true identity... With full elemental protection, it is estimated that a lot of people will die.

Protecting the Necromantic Barrier is not enough. "

Hill couldn't help laughing: "They can afford it anyway."

Lagon is a lich...he will only choose necromantic spells if he has a chance to make a move.

Just as Faran was about to nod his head, he saw countless black flames explode on the giant screen amid the sudden screams of the goblins, rushing towards the undead.

He frowned, it was...

"Black flame art... the eighth-level necromantic spell, if the undead regard it as a fire element, they will be finished." Hill said softly.

The 3Ts of the undead who stood in the front row have raised their giant shields and built a high golden sacred wall side by side... Hill is a little bit puzzled, why the first wave of death was 2T.

No... Hill looked at those knights who held up their shields in the black flames for a long time. Although these guys are not as defensive as the main T, they are definitely stronger than those in the first wave... Those are obviously fighting knights, wearing Just a defensive outfit.

Even the shield wall used by this combined force has not been released.

Hill silently stared at 'Xue Yunfeng' locked in the carriage. Has this big boss who can understand their way of speaking taught them a lesson?

It seems that what he said on the face is likely to be heard by everyone... No wonder he didn't let the loose people stand at the forefront, and even the death was made by the major families.

So Hill is no longer surprised. The black flames that are infinitely split and bounced in all directions have a blossoming sacred water spring... Obviously, when dealing with the lich, they chose to let the wizard add BUFF, and the priest became main force.

It is true that the black flames cannot be reflected, and there is no way to prevent them from splitting automatically, but as long as there are enough priests, they can be surrounded by the spring water composed of those sacred powers... The undead flames that can jump again, after falling into the sacred water spring, only slowly dissipate...

Hill couldn't help but laugh.

The defense methods he and Farran conceived are all the ideas of the mage... The undead are really only able to use them themselves.

"Pastor! Pastor! What are you thinking about? I didn't see what the priest of the family group was doing? Let's put the Holy Spring!" 'Xue Yunfeng' irritable voice came out again, "Can't you just follow along?"

Then he paused abruptly: "Master T, pay attention to filling! If the last one dies, you will make up for the one in front of you. Don't care about others! If someone is put into the black fire, the merit value will be deducted by half!

Especially the magician! "

Then the mage commander violently smashed the wall of the carriage, UU reading www.uukanshu. com couldn't hold back any longer and yelled, "What are those who put the sacred fountain in the crowd thinking? Ah?

You can't aim at the black fire, I admit it! Anyway, it's so big outside, if you let it out, maybe the blind cat will catch a dead mouse!

What do you want to put in the crowd?

Isn't our T still standing there?

I'm on %￥! "

The Sacred Fountain was considered an eight-ring divine art, and even undead priests would have to spend most of the blue bars to release them. These scattered priests might not be able to drink blue medicine.

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