Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

In this case, what would Hill do?

No matter what, it was only he who was hurt.

Therefore, Hill didn't look back, and looked at the survivors at the bottom of the hillside... After pouring himself a few bottles of blood medicine, someone was finally ready to climb up the mountain.

Speaking of which, the 'Old Sanda King' is indeed a smart person who is rarely implicated by fools. She is almost 50 meters ahead of the undead following her.

This was when she took it one step at a time, and would give it a try every time she changed the grass and vines.

The few smart people who followed her, who quickly followed after noticing her movements, were not so careful.

Especially the most anxious ones.

Although he also took the spear in his hand to explore the way...but without measuring the weight difference, he still couldn't stand firm. His feet slipped and he instantly turned over and fell.

Moreover, he also brought down two smart people who were following him and wanted to follow the path taken by their predecessors.

Among these people, there were some who fell directly into the pit because they rolled in a direction that was not the way they came.

Most people were exploring the way with long knives, spears and staffs in their hands, just imitating the 'elderly Sanda King' lady in front who walked the farthest. After all, they all knew that she had known Hill for a long time and knew her well enough.

The saying "Listen to others and eat enough" is particularly useful at times like this... Of course, it's only at times like this.

However, they were not so cautious, just like the unlucky guy who was so distracted when he bent down to grab the grass and vines that his hands slipped and fell, taking him with him all the way.

But he doesn't seem so unlucky.

After all, he just rolled down, shed a little bit of blood, and then climbed back up.

The one who was really unlucky was the one who followed him and took advantage, but fell directly into the pit after being hit... It is true that no one will die in the maze, but it is not much better.

Someone is already broadcasting their infinite supernatural escape journey on their tablets, and scolding themselves for their miserable experiences in front of a pale and strange face in the wall... It’s not impossible to scold them if they don’t want to, but they have to answer some more terrifying spells. Which rune needs to be added to a certain point in the rune model or alchemical circle.

Although the undead can check these things from the forum, what Hill gave was not the names of the models and formations, but some of the images!

If they had the ability to know where they came from at a glance, what game would they play?

He has already entered the Academy of Sciences!

Therefore, most people still have to scold themselves with all their heart in the end.

Hill's labyrinth did not cause that much physical damage, but the mental damage was substantial.

The key is, ban the demon!

After knowing how terrifying the situation below was, and seeing the fate of those who were not too smart, every climber became very cautious. Even a few people holding long knives and swords took out the spears in their bags. Long sticks...that's what the undead are good at. They can always dig out things from their bags that they may never need.

These undead were quite smart. When they realized that the person leading the group could turn into a rolling stone, they immediately dispersed in all directions.

Although you may not be able to walk up there, at least you will die in your own hands.

The undead have always hated being implicated by others, but they know how to excuse themselves when they are stupid.

However, they didn't leave too far... Although they didn't want to be involved by others, if someone could block him when he rolled down, he might not be the one who died.

There was only one person nearby, and a huge gap appeared... Mr. "Xueyunfeng" had just chosen a place to climb, and there was no one within 20 meters to his left and right.

Everyone knows that this guy will definitely fall down... If he doesn't fall into any rat hole, it's because he just stepped on dog shit today.

But if anyone is stupid enough to follow behind Xue Laogou, then he is probably the piece of shit.

"That person is truly worthy of being the one who single-handedly led Edna to what she is now." Lansander, who came to Hill's side, couldn't help but sigh, "Really, the best among the best."

"Who taught you this statement?" Hill asked curiously.

"Young Master." Lansander answered frankly, "He has always praised the old Sanda King very much."

"The old Sanda King rarely suffers losses on our side, and it's all because of him." Hill sighed and told Ransendall softly, "Sometimes, a single compliment from someone doesn't make people happy. People are happy.

Don't say that in front of an old man.

Although I won’t care about you in old age, after all, I can’t care about you.

But I don’t know if a certain magical goddess who always listens to her whispers about this matter will do something about it. "

Although Benbasha's blessing and Tymora's curse are of little use to Lansander, those two are really thinking about causing trouble for the Lord of the Dawn... If even the goddess of magic gets involved, I don't know what will happen.

Although Edna would not do anything too extreme to him, there was no need to lose face to Lansander!

The girl's style of doing things is very undead-like. The thief will hurt people's feet and poke people's painful spots.

Lansander's wings stiffened.

Of course he understood Hill's reminder.

Although Toril's curse of luck and blessing of misfortune cannot affect his true body, they still surround him.

Sometimes he loses his hair or gets confused for no apparent reason, which is inseparable from the curses of those two crazy women.

The reason why it's not a big deal actually has something to do with the fact that no matter how careful these two are, there will still be some conflict in their prayers... and the goddess of magic who can weave the original power can indeed neutralize that conflict a little.

He couldn't help but say to Hill with a grateful tone: "Fortunately, you reminded me. Master, can't you have some points when you brag?"

"If he brags, he will be beaten, but he would rather be beaten than continue to brag." Hill shook his head, "You have been in contact with the undead for so long, how come you still fall into this kind of evil?"

"The young master always acts stupid, so I always forget that he is not really stupid." Lansander shook his head, "Looking at this, the old Sanda King should be able to climb to the top of the mountain soon, right?"

"She is so stable." Hill couldn't help but sigh, "The grass was covered with ice water, but it didn't slip at all.

I passed at least three false grounds and found them all.

As long as she remains so determined..."

"Ahhhhh!" A series of wolf howling and ghostly roars echoed through the sky.

The 'elderly Sanda King', who had always been cautious, suddenly loosened his grip and his feet trembled, sliding down in an instant.

Fortunately, she had always been fearless in the face of danger. Not only did she hold on to grass and vines along the way to slow down, but she also deftly changed directions to prevent herself from slipping to a certain location where the problem was detected.

After sliding down about 10 meters, she finally relied on the staff and grass vines to temporarily stabilize herself, barely staying in place.

"I C￥%##%@@!" The 'old Sanda King' finally stopped and uttered a series of beautiful words.

Unfortunately, Hill didn't understand a word of it, and everything was replaced by a 'buzzing' sound.

"Is she cursing?" Ransander asked with a smile, "It's strange, I can actually feel that her words are not as dirty as the perfect bald man scolding Amberli.

Why would William block this and not the more hurtful one? "

"How do I know?" Hill replied without blinking. "It was like this from the beginning. Perhaps the world will of the undead requires them to avoid certain words when speaking?"

The God of Time and Space, is he powerful now?

Although he was joking with Lansander, Hill couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart... The elemental body currently used by the undead belonged to Trasil at first glance.

Hill didn't find anything strange at all. This was a collaboration between William and Lansander, and maybe Styx and Selune. Of course, he couldn't use an elemental body mixed with Corellon's divine power.

But these people are probably only willing to pay money and have no mood to participate... Although the elemental body is not too troublesome for the gods to refine, it is not simple either.

If you are not a being like Corellon who is good at making strange objects, you probably don’t want to go to that trouble at all.

As long as they believe in the God of Time and Space and William, it is normal to use their original elemental bodies.

It's not like he took it to Toril... It's strange that Lansander and Selune would care about this.

As for Styx, he actually didn't care about most things.

But, generally speaking, what normal human god would plot against Styx?

Styx doesn't care that they steal the souls of believers from him, but it doesn't mean that he can't stop them from doing this.

Hill stared again at the 'old Sanda King' who was still roaring there.

He really didn't hear a word.

The last time he saw the body of the 'Old Sanda King', Hill could still hear some real words hidden in the messy noises.

At that time, his strength was not even half of what it is now.

The God of Time and Space, now, must at least be powerful, and he must be at the level of Lansander.

As he becomes stronger, Trasil seems to be even stronger!

Hill knew very well that although the God of Time and Space could exist outside of Trasil, he actually lived in the star realm of Trasil.

Therefore, no matter how fast he becomes stronger, he will still be affected by Trasil's upper limit.

When he left, Trasil was still a mid-level world.

Has he become powerful so quickly?

very nice.

"Who is she scolding?" Lansander shrank his neck in fear, "The people from Black Rose are really good at scolding!"

"The perfect bald man and the young master." Shar suddenly added quietly, "Hill, can't you open the giant screen?

The undead have been live streaming the entire event. "

"How did they get together?" Hill was a little surprised and waved his hand to raise the three giant screens.