Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The mage wearing a dark blue robe and a hood noticed the light of judgment coming towards him, but he did not have time to react.

His hood was lifted, revealing an ugly skull-like face. He opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

The light of judgment cut all the way through, and everything that passed by was wiped out. Only a few young and immature knights were unscathed after closing their eyes and waiting for death. They were groping themselves up and down in surprise, wondering why they were spared by such a terrifying beam of light. .

The power of the Sun God never harms innocent people, and people in the neutral camp are not within the attack range.

But there are probably not many neutral camps left in this city. Only these young people have seen less of the dark side and have not fallen along with them.

Hill looked at the mage who was reduced to ashes, took a long breath, and then turned to look at William's target.

He held his breath uncontrollably, and then gradually relaxed.

William really used his ultimate move, but this ultimate move was a bit like Ling Chi, a little too bloody.

William's divine power had indeed become stronger. The crack in space that appeared beside the knight in gray-black armor did not leave him even a chance to escape.

Hill tried to stay calm. He was not afraid of death, and he no longer found it unacceptable to kill people. He was very mature and knew that he could work hard to ensure that every life that died in his hands was deserved.

However, even though he has grown a lot, this scene of being cut to pieces with a thousand cuts and flesh and blood falling apart still makes him a little sick.

William probably wanted to frighten the stubborn defenders, so he used more drastic measures.

It should be of some use. Hill looked at the knight standing next to him, his body covered with blood and flesh, and he could not control himself from scratching the city wall and vomiting.

"Hill, help the undead." William said calmly, "I believe you can take over those tornadoes and add a few more by the way.

They could hardly control the direction of those ice tornadoes. "

Hill was stunned for a moment and realized that the undead controlled the ice storm through collective cooperation. Although the control was rough, it was fine as long as the storms did not collide with each other or fly away from the battlefield.

But for the undead, it is too difficult for them to cooperate collectively for a long time.

They would rather rush forward and die vigorously than stay in the circle's control center and be tense for a few minutes.

Ten minutes have passed now. For the undead, they haven't made any mistakes yet. They are really approaching their limit.

Hill quickly took over these tornadoes.

As soon as his mental power passed, the undead quickly gave up on these storms and almost couldn't wait to throw them to Hill.

Hill raised the exquisite fan that had been hanging on his wrist and flapped it gently. Two more tornadoes rose in the center of the battlefield, sucking in the two devils who were about to escape.

There were two other refining demons who were actually seriously injured and on the verge of collapse.

Hill left two experience gift packages for the undead.

The devils who died in Hill's hands didn't have much experience left for them.

I hope they are faster. As soon as Hill took over, he knew that there were several seriously injured Devils in the Storm who could no longer hold on.

The priests' holy rain never stopped, and Hill carefully arranged these ice storms and rotated them in circles on the battlefield.

All the passing raindrops were diverted by them, and the demons inside only occasionally let out a few wails.

In a tornado, if they open their mouths and howl, they will only swallow the ice and snow with sacred power, and they will die faster.

The undead happily killed the two refining demons, and shouts rang out on the battlefield: "Hill, can you release another one?"

Hill has controlled these ice storms, and of course he can feel that any of the demons he has caught is almost dead. He released the almost unconscious devil without hesitation.

In the experience setting of the undead, there is a big difference whether the final blow is done by an NPC or themselves, which is related to their acquisition of merit.

Hill tried his best to leave these demons to the undead. For him, the demons just needed to be dead.

Although Hill himself also killed a few, the undead still got four more gift packages.

William stood on the high platform, just watching without making any movement.

Hill knew that he had been guarding against the God of Magic.

Especially when Hill was circling in the ice storm, she felt the deep malice above her head and the tense state of William next to her.

However, the one finally gave up.

It wasn't until everything came to an end that William said in an incredible tone: "That's it? What is he afraid of? How many devils of such a high level can he have?

Thirteen people died together today, plus a hell mage!

What is this God of Magic worried about?

The high-level soul-refining demon was indeed watching, but he didn't intend to rush over and cause trouble for him?

Unless he's sure we can kill him or seriously injure him. "

William said thoughtfully: "I don't seem to be that powerful yet, right? Does he think I can drag him until early tomorrow morning so that your artifact can be used again?"

The Hell Mage was killed so easily, it was indeed brutal.

Hill, are you increasing the damage under the sun? Why do I feel that today's attack is much stronger than last time?

Do attacks against artifacts also work? "

"Does His Majesty the King have this?" Hill touched the amulet bracelet on his wrist, raised it and gave William a look.

Although the amulet seems to have only one skill, Hill believes that wearing it can increase the damage against evil, and can even be added to the artifact.

His sun blessing was indeed increased, but it was not so strong. It may be that the evil atmosphere here was too strong, and the talisman of perfection was also activated.

An artifact of kindness, he has always been very sensitive to evil, so it is natural to help Hill.

Hill knew early on that the two kind-type artifacts he obtained were basically the ones that flew around the world when William killed the two gray dwarves.

William has more than him.

Although people in the neutral camp have to pay a small price for using these good artifacts, if they are to deal with evil, these artifacts will keep the cost to a minimum.

At most, the mana used is doubled, which is nothing to William.

Hill estimated that the artifacts in William's hands were much more than those of lesser powers in the big world.

I just don’t know what else is left of those who flew to other places. I don’t know what kind of lucky person can get it directly and then fly into the sky.

Many artifacts will guide their owners on the path to becoming gods.

Trasil, who has returned to integrity and is slowly being promoted, has many vacant positions.

Maybe when Hill returns to Trasil again, many reflections of the Kingdom of God will be erected in the sky, and star thrones will hang low in the night sky.

"This amulet?" William looked at it, "I have two. The effect of this thing is very unclear, and it is said that it can only be used by the good camp, so I didn't pay much attention. Is the devil afraid of him?"

"I just thought of it. This is the Talisman of Perfection." Hill replied slowly, "Whether it is an abyss demon or a hell demon, including various evil gods, it can be thrown directly into the depths of the flames underground. .

When using it, you must stand on the ground.

Part of the underground flames in this world should be in the hands of demons, right?

He probably didn't want to bet on whether we would throw him into the devil's territory. "

William thought for a moment and suddenly asked: "I remember you are a descendant of the earth?"

"Where I am is the earth." Hill replied without changing his face. "No matter where I stand, I can use this talisman directly."

"Do you want to buy these two from me?" William suddenly became excited and his eyes seemed to shine.

"A person can only own one." Hill said without emotion, "But I can buy a spare one. If His Majesty the King really wants to sell it, he can quote the price."

"I have to think about it carefully." William was extremely proud.

It seemed that he could finally get some money back from Hill. William kept a high spirit and watched the undead rush into the acropolis.

"I still have star iron and fine gold in my hand. And a semi-artifact long sword." Hill spoke softly as the platform fell.

William gave Hill a proud look: "I will carefully calculate my needs."

Hill was speechless. In his heart, William was just so worried about their trade deficit!

Or is the helplessness towards Flan also blamed on himself?

But Hill still reminded: "Spencer?"

"He has a guardian type in his hand." William said with a smile, "He hasn't even reached legend yet, and the power of an artifact has almost drained him dry. I will give him something else when he reaches legend.

This kind of talisman is more suitable for legal professions. "

Hill nodded in realization. The armor on Spencer was already a semi-artifact, and he really couldn't afford more equipment.

Whether it is an artifact or a semi-artifact, it will consume the owner's mana when used.

If the level is not enough, it will be difficult to activate these equipment.

Trasil should actually be grateful for this. Hill never thought there was any problem with this. Otherwise, the Elf God King would have completely occupied Trasil long ago.

He has so many high-level artifacts in his hands!

Fortunately, the Elf God King is relatively useless and can only use one thing at a time.

As for the lower ones, although they are equally powerful, they are not yet irresistible to the true natural gods.

William is still very concerned about his cousin: "Although Naven is unlucky, I can send him to the Kingdom of the God of Time and Space first. But it is best to live a normal human life happily."

William sighed and said: "A person's life is a mixture of bitterness and sweetness, but it is best to go through a full reincarnation and experience everything before you have any regrets."

Regardless of whether Spencer below was moved or not, Hill heard a low voice with sharp ears: "You will not feel that the world is better if you work in the Kingdom of God from now on."