Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The new orc god was a little smarter than Bagchu. Before the undead surrounded him, he jumped in the air and sent two debilitating spells to Gruumsh's enemies.

Although they were both blocked by Fran's brilliant defensive light, the two of them couldn't help but glance at Sage... wielding the mace, he gave himself a dark spell the moment he landed on the ground. Get out of shape.

However, there was no way to avoid the detection of the undead...Darkness and shadow? This is their old friend!

In the end, Sagasi was caught, and millions of people surrounded him... There were obviously more legal professions on his side.

Bagchu attracted the attention of most knights and swordsmen.

Seeing that Hill and Fran's attention was attracted by the movement of Sagasi, Gruumsh quickly waved his arms and surrounded the two people's positions, and hailstones fell rapidly in a cylindrical space with a radius of 100 meters.

He felt the loss of his storm power... The huge storm that could offset the hurricane summoned by Hill at first actually retreated steadily under the attack of the hurricane mixed with sand, rocks and bolide.

If he doesn't resist, he will become the first Storm God to be swept to death by the wind... Although it is definitely impossible for Talos to continue to use his identity, at least at this moment, he is still in control, right?

Although Gruumsh is brutal and cruel, he still has a face.

It was thunder and lightning... He waved his hand violently, and endless thunder followed the hail and hit Hill and Fran.

It's interesting, Gruumsh showed a ferocious smile... The storm left his incarnation faster than the thunder... The boy from the World Tree family opposite, there is something!

It's a pity that he obviously has a good family background, so why do he have a parent who can't think of fooling around with Corellon?

Such a powerful Lord Aglaia will only make him want to strangle him even more!

Gruumsh glanced at the battle situation below and couldn't help but pause slightly... He summoned Sagasi just because he wanted him to destroy the testing ground!

As a result... He knew that the undead had a good relationship with Lansander, but could that dead bird even deliver so many Dawn Stones at once?

As soon as Sargos, the god of darkness and the underdark in the orc pantheon, appeared... the undead who had dealt with the power of darkness and death more often smelled that special smell, and used three Dawn Stones in a row. Coupled with the scorching rays coming from several oil paintings at different angles, Sagasi, who was not very eager to fight, was successfully blocked from the testing ground.

Although Gruumsh knew that Sagasi might not have used all his strength, at least half of them were there... Otherwise, the orc god would never mind killing one of his own people first.

Seeing the two followers being blocked by the undead, Gruumsh was a little annoyed: He seemed to have made a wrong decision this time.

Why does he think the undead are vulnerable... There seems to be something wrong with that observation in Waterdeep City.

But he clearly felt that the overt and secret fighting between these people was no less than that among the orcs! Gruumsh has always felt that... after some people get more benefits from the road of destiny, others will never listen to those people's orders and continue fighting!

You can only watch others get the most benefit...then why fight?

Hill felt Gruush's distraction, curled his lips slightly, turned around and smiled: "Grandpa, help me block the newcomers."

Fran looked at him helplessly: "You are a mage..."

Hill smiled: "Grandpa, didn't you notice? He is very proud of his own strength.

This is just a clone, and breaking it will only consume part of his divine power.

But... the mental blow can be... never forgotten! "

The defensive circle built by Fran is very strong, and the incarnation of Gruumsh is obviously slowly weakening... If they continue to fight like this, they can win the final victory.

Hill curled his lips. He felt that AO might have included himself when establishing the rules of the world.

Although there are countless backdoors, he must abide by the basic rules on the surface.

Therefore, as long as Talos is still Talos, he cannot do anything to this skin-bearing monster.

But he knew what was going on... So once Gruumsh was exposed, Talos was directly rejected by the will of the world of Toril... The God of Storms had begun to die at this moment.

After all, after being swallowed whole, it is estimated that even if he wanders to the star world, there may only be a few strands of lightning or a wisp of breeze left. To be awakened again, the time and energy required are really unimaginable.

Most importantly, how could Talos still have followers from ten thousand years ago still alive?

The believers of the Storm Lord would at best have their faith collapsed, but they had always only respected power, and it was absolutely impossible for them to find a loser and enshrine them.

Hill shook his head vigorously. He always thinks too much... You don't have to think too much about future things. That is a problem that the Toril people need to consider.

The most important thing now is that Hill doesn't want to continue to slowly grind with the orc god!

It was Talos who perished, and Gruumsh could just pat his butt and leave Toril with ease, returning to his hell to continue playing war games.

So what if AO takes revenge on him in the future?

With the character of this god-god, the best he can do is drive the power of the orc pantheon out of Toril, and then suppress the unconverted orcs underground.

So what does that mean for Hill?

He knew there wasn't much he could do... venting his anger didn't mean the villain would get much punishment.

For Gruumsh, what would one more enemy in the world do? He has so many enemies that he can't recognize them, so why not just continue to invade new worlds freely and freely?

The strong is king is always an iron law in the fantasy world.

But being able to suppress or even beat Gruumsh severely with brute force, even in his incarnation, gave him a lot of satisfaction.

Hill waved his finger lightly, and a huge crack opened on Gruumsh's head... Warm elemental water that can eliminate all magical states rushed out directly from the crack.

The little bit of ocean power that Gruush had snatched from Amboli was directly wiped away.

The giant monster suddenly raised its head: "What the hell?"

Then he was slapped directly in the face by a slender hand in the endless waterfall.

The "pop" sound was very loud.

Everyone in the sky and on the earth saw the giant monster being blown away and then blocked by the waterfall.

"Look...the strength of the orcs is nothing more than this."

"Ah!" A scream suddenly came from the ground.

Sagasi didn't know how to get into his position. It was unbelievable that he stood in the middle of two intertwined scorching rays, and was directly penetrated by a ray of dawn through his chest.

If...the undead didn't have video evidence, they might really believe that the orc god of death was just bad luck.

"The instinct of a social animal... is it so powerful?" 'Xueyunfeng' looked at Shagas' unusually coquettish movements on the tablet, and couldn't help but shake his head in admiration, "Tsk, he is half as elegant as Eunuch Lu!

He was just too anxious, who would believe that he didn't see it?

So damn! Oh ho~ the power of the bear! "

"Oh ho~ the power of the bear~" the undead happily repeated the words blurted by their conductor.

"Damn it! Do you want me to be refused entry by Aglaia?" 'Xueyunfeng' shouted in annoyance, "Call me Hill is the strongest. Not destroyed!

Did you hear that? "

The undead army was silent for a few seconds, not knowing what they communicated secretly, and finally shouted together: "Bear Bear is the strongest, Bear Bear is the best! Bear Bear is invincible in the world!"

All attacks are invincible and all battles are invincible! "

"Stop!" 'Xueyunfeng' fell to the ground slumped, "I'll forget about tricking you to death!"

Hill looked down condescendingly, not arguing with the group of family members... This little thing was not more important to him than the Little Bear's Lost Song on the first day of the reunion.

He clenched his hands into fists, clashed them, and said with deep meaning: "Gruush? Playing a power confrontation game with Corellon's bloodline descendants, isn't it interesting?

How interesting! "

"At this... time, why don't you say that you are a child of the World Tree?" Gruush gently put down the hand on his cheek, his voice full of threats.

"Ah...who doesn't have a daughter-in-law from outside the family?" Hill laughed lightly, "Although we are a patriarchal society, we have to recognize the bloodline from my mother's family, right?"

"Ha!" Gruumsh suddenly stretched out his huge palm, "You little brat who made a sneak attack, do you think you really won?"

Hill gently raised his hand, stretched it out and then clenched it into a claw. He didn't want to wrestle with this dirty monster.

Quietly accumulating all the strength in his body, he jumped up quickly before the palm that seemed bigger than his whole body swung down. He grabbed a finger and swung it hard.

"Huh? Impossible!" Gruumsh roared in disbelief as his entire huge body was thrown towards the crack above their heads.

It's a pity that the elemental world does not accept huge garbage. They open in one direction... Gruumsh was rushed back by the power of the huge water flow.

Hill rushed straight up... The pressure of the waterfall was indeed strong, but to him, it was just a shower head.

He keenly grabbed a finger on one of his claws... and threw it over his head again before the body turned into wind.

Gruumsh tried his best but failed to block the second impact of the elemental crack.

This time, he finally cleverly turned into scattered wind whirlpools before being washed down by the water, and traces of lightning power jumped in the wind whirlpool.

However, the elemental water turned all his efforts into nothingness... The electric current that should have been transmitted by the water was all treated as magic and dispelled.

When Hill summoned this sea, he did not need the damage caused by the Ring of Winter... Talos, who can control the blizzard, must not be afraid of the cold.

What he wants is the power of elemental water to dispel all magic, including divine magic.

Without any outside help, Hill didn't think he would lose to anyone...Before leaving Trahill, except for his grandfather Hewelson and his stronger brother, he had never lost in a wrestling match. !