Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The attack of sea monsters always starts with overwhelming waves.

A huge wave with a height of 1,000 meters hit the city almost instantly. Lord Spencer hid in the underground shelter, watching the live broadcast of the undead outside, gritting his teeth, lowering his head and closing his eyes.

Is the city he has worked hard to build for so long about to be destroyed?

However, the laughter of the undead made him look up in surprise: hundreds of thousands of undead mages standing side by side, hiding behind several rows of knights carrying large shields, directly froze the waves into a thousand-meter-high wall. .

This is what Spencer admires most about the undead. How can they release spells at the same time?

They kept shouting and nervously continued to release ice, seizing the time to turn seawater into ice.

The huge turtle behind the ice wall is more than 100 meters tall, with a long mouth and a ferocious face.

However, the undead were not afraid. These were the allies brought by the You Family, the young man who asked the sword in the world.

People who have fought demons and entered the abyss will not think this turtle is so scary.

Even the large fish at the back, ranging in height from ten to tens of meters, only made the undead who missed the original octopus feast even more excited.

In a short time, they had already rattled off hundreds of recipes.

Spencer heard them say viciously: "You must not let that big lobster go!"

"Oh my God! Such a big king crab! How much crab paste is there?"

"Look at that tuna! I want its big belly! Be careful when you hit it! Just hit it on the head!"

"Go away! Who doesn't want it! Big and medium-sized belly is a place you can't afford, so be careful!"

"I want to be naked!"

Spencer couldn't help but follow the footage of the undead and look at the tuna, which was dozens of meters high. It was swimming back and forth in the team. From time to time, it turned to look at the undead outside the ice wall, as if it had already felt a deep chill. .

The demigod turtle seems to be trying hard to turn the ice wall back to water, but no matter how strong he is, he can only melt half of what is in front of him each time. The undead have quick hands and eyes, and everyone has a healing potion in their hands, so the ice wall can be repaired. Very fast, and this demigod didn't seem to want to follow the undead's wishes and didn't want to drill a hole and get through.

Other legendary sea monsters also swam far away to see if they could bypass the wall, but they were the ones who set off this wave, not sparing every trace of the city's coastline.

No fish wants to cross the shore unless they have to.

Spencer looked at the people who were wearing mage robes but were clearly swordsmen. They were gathering more and more. They were squatting behind the defending knights and pretending to reach out to cast spells.

The style of the live broadcast he was watching had gradually changed, and it was slowly focusing on the best-smelling parts of these sea monsters.

Spencer took a closer look and saw that it was indeed the undead. He was not wrong about the live broadcast conducted by the seaside conductor.

Isn't it a world of the undead, a teacher in school? Is this reliable?

Seeing that the ice wall that was originally in the shape of a frozen wave gradually turned into a city wall hundreds of meters thick and a thousand meters high due to the struggle between the two sides.

The demigod turtle finally couldn't control his anger. He screamed so sharply that Spencer, who was far underground, felt a headache and ringing in his ears.

Seeing the undead squatting down and covering their heads, the demigod turtle proudly melted the ice wall within a kilometer in front of him in one breath, and led the legendary sea beasts to release countless ice blades and water guns.

However, this time was enough for the undead to react. The knights instantly raised their giant shields and formed a shield array.

Almost all the knights in the front row were dead, but the two rows behind still stood tenaciously.

Three rows of shield formations almost made them crazy.

Spencer looked at the hundreds of thousands of shields with frost barrier spells sold during this period, feeling a little dazed.

He always felt that it was a waste of materials for William to let those trained mage-level alchemists frantically refine shields with a single defensive spell. What would happen even if they were skilled in technology?

Many mages may only know one or two kinds, so what kind of alchemist can they produce?

But at this time, Spencer somewhat understood, could all the undead be used?

He finally realized that for a heavenly knight like himself, a powerful and complete shield would be more useful.

Although he now has the space ring given by His Majesty the King, the pursuit of a powerful shield that has been deeply rooted in his bones is difficult to change.

The undead are different. They have space packs from the beginning and are used to changing shields before the formation.

They put 5 or 6 shields in the bag, and the combined price is probably less than a quarter of the price of Spencer's baby shield.

Tens of millions, maybe even hundreds of millions of undead people came to his mind. When he thought about how much demand there would be for so many people, he deeply understood why William desperately wanted to train alchemists and built many factories.

Alchemist masters like Master Fran are indeed very important, but there is a big gap for ordinary alchemists now!

Spencer lowered his head silently, remembering William's request to let him seduce his good friend Adrian to go to the school in the capital to see the requirements of the young alchemy apprentices, and suddenly felt that it seemed necessary.

Looking at the knights who had just been resurrected and stood in the back row of the shield array while carrying their shields and laughing, Spencer felt that there was really no need to worry!

The real trouble is that there may be more sea monster demigods in the future, right?

In particular, he saw swordsmen and even some warlocks standing furtively among the mages. Although he only recognized the faces of a few warlocks who came out in the battle of the abyss, he felt that the undead warlocks must not be here. There will be less.

If they haven't taken action yet, they must not want to let go of those types of seafood. Looking for the best time to make a move so as not to waste such good ingredients.

He had already heard the naval commander muttering: "Hold it! Hold it! The most important ones who escaped will be in vain!"

Spencer has discovered that there are more and more undead in the city.

It has even greatly exceeded the number of people participating in the Battle of the Abyss.

For the undead, is it more worthwhile to participate in killing these sea monsters?

Some people have even begun to fight over where to stand. Are you so desperate to grab a piece of fish?

In addition to water mage, even the meat of legendary monsters can add some vitality to people, right?

If she were a woman from her own world, after all, the meat of the legendary water beast could resist aging, so it would be normal to snatch it up.

But what does this have to do with the undead? Their bodies are all made of elements!

And among the craziest ones being snatched up right now, there are quite a few men.

How did William understand the thinking of these undead?

Spencer was puzzled. He was not from the world where William came from?

Is it a world with a common language?

However, looking at the behavior patterns of the God of Time and Space and William, they are also normal!

The undead were fighting vigorously, and Hill couldn't take his eyes off them.

Almost as soon as the fight started, Lao Mao turned the giant screen to the battlefield on the seaside.

After Liszt told Hill, he quietly flew to the second floor of the church wing. This room, which Liszt had cleaned up after Olivia left, had a very good view.

Hill looked at the giant sea beast flashing on the video, silently stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, no saliva flowed out.

Several salty players in Hill's territory are already gathering.

Unwavering in the face of the huge experience of the Abyss Battle, they were resolutely ready to set off and marched towards the seafood wholeheartedly.

Hill looked at Liszt beside him.

"I have already told Deputy Mayor Lao Mao." Liszt said with a smile, "Do not bring this kind of meat back to the territory. Our lord cannot tolerate eating intelligent creatures, at least not in our territory.

If you bring it back, your territory's reputation will be deducted! "

"What would I do without you!" Hill said with emotion.

Hill looked over it carefully and was relieved when he found that there was no Bex.

He looked at the demigod turtle at the head. As long as this Bex didn't die here and had countless fish lives in his hands, he probably wouldn't refuse to continue trading with him.

Looking at that cunning turtle, he would rather have so many sea monsters of other races running rampant in his waters and not show up, so he knew that Bex didn't want to show up and offend humans himself.

Hill went back quietly. More and more mages came out to see the novelty in the lord's mansion. When the players left through the teleportation array, it would be easy for him to attract attention here.

And Bex, who was worrying Hill, was secretly watching from the farthest distance.

Ever since the demigod let out his soul scream, he couldn't stand still.

This move is like that of a demigod, and it takes a lot of effort to execute it once. Why are the undead so powerful?

Wasn't it so scary when they chopped the octopus to death? Isn't that because the octopus is stupid and can't come back after landing?

Bex stretched his neck stiffly and looked back and forth at the undead on the coast. Why were there so many?

The number of people last time was not even half that here?

And there are still people running out of the city?

He silently sank to the bottom of the sea, found his favorite food, and began to pack it into his bag.

There were many kinds of food that Hill gave him. To prevent the various flavors from mixing together, they were all packed in special boxes, which had a very good preservation effect.

Bex spared a few, and sighed as he put his favorite rations into the box.

If a demigod loses too badly, he will never leave a little turtle of his in such a dangerous place.

If there were too many legendary sea monsters that died, he would not be able to guard the territory of the undead as Hill said.

Bex was just glad that he was smart enough to give the sound-transmitting conch to Hill. When the situation calmed down, there was still hope for a deal, right?

He came up to the surface halfway and looked at the stalemate in the battle, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

Why do the undead only defend?

Are you trying to lure these stupid fish to land?

Bex quickly sank to the bottom and picked up speed. Anyway, the demigod is absolutely reserved and will not be the first to go ashore, as long as the person who dies is not his ancestor.

As for Spencer in the city, he can already sit firmly.

He held his chin with one hand and leaned against the table to watch the battle scene on the screen.

That king crab actually washed up on the shore!

The knights had a tacit understanding that they would rather die once than create a gap to put this big crab into the defensive circle.

Then, facing the big lobster, the knight became a little anxious. Their defense is always frightening, and it feels like it could collapse at any time.

Even the demigod turtle is a little tempted to go in that direction.

Fortunately, the group of undead defending him from the front managed to trap him.

Spencer heard the conductor yelling: "You little bastards! You're going to trick everyone for this mouthful of shrimp meat. You sing when others are eating tonight!"

However, their efforts are effective.

The huge lobster, looking at the other sea monsters that were gradually approaching in this direction, still couldn't hold back its impulse, waving its two pincers, and charged straight into the crowd.

Spencer looked speechlessly at the knights who were directly pinched in half by the pliers, leaving a last burst of wild laughter.

How delicious is it? This thing.

He was feeling greedy now. He wanted to go out and enjoy the carnival after everything was over.

After these two domineering crustacean creatures finally entered, the swordsmen who had been hiding and never made a move finally stepped on the giant shields of the knights and attacked the tuna that was scurrying from left to right. They were deeply moved. I remember the shouts behind me, all directed at the sword that was the hardest part of the tuna's head.

The time and space magicians saw the tuna struggling to escape after being severely damaged, and other seafood that wanted to retreat. Under the cover of the mage, they launched their ultimate move.

In the flying snow all over the sky, the flickering space-time dragon left behind three more corpses for these sea monsters that they had seen for the first time.

Even the demigod turtle had huge scars on his face.

Spencer opened his eyes wide and faced for the first time the lethality of this profession.

After all, there were at most a hundred space-time warlocks who took action before, but this time, almost 2,000 people came.

This is the reason why William is never afraid of other incarnations of gods taking action together.

The demigod sea turtle roared, let out another soul scream, turned around and swam away quickly with the remaining legendary sea monsters.

Only the stupid crabs and lobsters were left, their claws were removed amidst the cheers of the undead, and they died with hatred.

In the live broadcast, he had always spoken concisely and was in control of the overall situation. He changed his tone and said: "Okay, hurry up, hurry up!

Get to work while it's still warm! Everyone is obedient!

Now, give the field to the swordsman!

Water mage, recruit the water element quickly. Swordsmen, take out the new swords prepared for you! Just the sharpest one!

Where is the pastor? Stop hiding at the end! Come and do the purification technique! "

Spencer looked at the priests who had been standing at the end and were performing healing spells. They came up to perform purification spells happily and could only shake their heads helplessly.

Probably only the priests of the God of Time and Space can use divine magic on such things without losing their divine favor.

Several archmages who had been hiding in the corner slowly came over: "Lord Spencer, are we safe? Can we go back to the Magic Tower?"

These archmages are not so stupid as to leave on their own. After all, they will serve the royal family, and they just want to win the royal family's generous benefits.

But if the king's cousin is left here to die alone, what welfare issues can they think about!

They had agreed that if the undead failed and the city was destroyed, they would definitely take the opportunity to pull Spencer up into the sky and fly away.

Unexpectedly, the undead are really powerful! Even demigods can beat him away!

"It's better to stay here first." Spencer said in a gentle tone, "I don't know how many demigods the sea monster will send next time it comes over!

The magic tower above was first handed over to the undead family with the highest merit this time for garrison. "

Several people looked at each other and could only agree.

Tickets are the eternal pursuit!

Throw flowers!ヽ（°▽°）ノ

Diligent Nasiriya