Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill looked at Liszt quietly. Sometimes this Talling really looked like his mother.

Always point out to the point that you have done stupid things in the past, and you will never forget them.

Therefore, when setting up the tower spirit, be sure not to get distracted.

What he reads is the truest memory in your heart, and it can definitely be exactly the same as you imagined.

Moreover, for ordinary mages, it would be nice to have a tower spirit. If you get distracted, it would be an unexpected surprise to transform your dream tower spirit from an innocent little lolita into a cold and cold royal sister.

Most of the problems caused Ta Ling to change from the beauty she once dreamed of to an old man like her teacher.

Hill was just in a daze at that time, and he changed from his rigorous character to his mother's character of retribution, gossip, and likes to expose people's background.

Hill would never admit that Liszt was anything like him.

In fact, after Liszt advanced to the bottom of such a real intelligence level, many habits were changed, but it seems that some places are still stubbornly retained!

Hill had no choice but to accept his fate, who made him do it!

Liszt finally realized that it was not that Hill didn't remember that he had dug before, but he just wanted to pretend that it didn't happen.

He smiled awkwardly: "Sir, the new fruit wine is brewed. Would you like a drink?"

Alice meowed happily, her little paws pressed on Liszt's pants, and her big eyes that had been dim for a long time showed a rare light of joy.

"So, Miss Alice, would you like a glass of milk juice?" Liszt gently bent down and said in the gentlest tone, "That milk fruit tree is already a high-level magic plant! The newly borne fruit tastes like milk. Very fragrant.”

Hill watched Alice walking away from Liszt in a relaxed and excited catwalk, and laughed quietly.

Alice's condition is getting better and better.

Hill quickly left the pendant. Although William knew the existence of the pendant, it was impossible for existences such as space to hide it from him.

But Hill is still not used to it, being a guest in other people's homes and disappearing from other people's perception.

Of course he knew that William would not be so rude and looked directly into the room.

But Hill, as a legendary warlock, has a strong sense of presence. Once he leaves the room and goes to other dimensions, he simply tells everyone in the palace that he has disappeared.

He was not idle in the room. He had been thinking about making a few more general-purpose alchemy equipment.

Otherwise, his weapons and equipment seem too obvious.

Once used, even if you don't recognize him, you can still tell that he is from the natural and kind camp.

In some places, kindness does not necessarily mean a good thing.

Hill thought that he should get more semi-artifacts with powerful destructive power, and they must not look like they were used by the good camp.

Moreover, he hoped to come up with something to cover up the natural aura on his body.

Now that he was standing there, he was a target for the devil or demons. The green halo was a bit too obvious.

Hill was immersed in various drawings and information. Although he was still not used to using materials from legendary monsters, some animal hair, spider silk, silk and the like were no problem.

He had to think about whether to get an accessory or a mask.

Hill could feel William's carriage moving slowly.

There were too many undead people, and the king's chariot following them was almost moving.

Moreover, several flying demon brigades appeared on the way to intercept them. The undead were indeed slowed down in order to compete for the merit of killing them.

Hill felt sorry for these devils.

His room could see the outside. After observing for a period of time, Hill was able to determine that these so-called devils were actually transformed from humans who had signed contracts with the God of Magic over the years. .

Especially those nobles who traded soul crystals with the devil.

Why can the nobles of this world suppress high-level professionals, even ordinary people are not afraid of being killed by an angry knight?

It's because of the powerful strength they gained in exchange for soul crystals.

The devil gives them nothing but life.

However, how can a person who has everything endure his short life?

In the end, everything they earn from the devil will still be returned to the devil, and even their own souls will have to be sold.

They can only become these low-level devils who obey orders.

High-level devils have very strong control over low-level devils, unlike the chaotic race of devils that will advance from worms to great devils when they suddenly gain favor from the abyss.

The promotion of low-level devils is completely in the hands of the big devils. They are very accustomed to a life of flattering upwards and trapping downwards.

If they don't obey the high-level devil's orders honestly, they will be wiped out in ashes.

When they don't need to die, they probably live quite comfortably, but at this time, they can only use their lives to delay time.

Can't even escape.

Seeing the low-level and mid-level devils acting crazier as they got closer to the capital, Hill couldn't help but leave the room.

He wanted to know if the God of Magic was planning to escape, otherwise why was he delaying so long.

"No, for this devil king, the significance of this clone only lies in the perfection of the magic network. As long as the research on the magic network is successful, it is worth destroying the clone." Faced with Hill's question, William did not blink. He said, "He is probably at a key research point and is afraid that we will go too fast.

If his main temple is completely destroyed, it will cause great damage to him and will definitely affect the stability of the magic network.

Speaking of which, among the demons disguised as gods in the world of Gernes, probably only the God of Magic is the avatar of the Devil King, and he is the most powerful.

Otherwise, he would not have fragments of the godhead of Gens, the sun god.

The reason why the devil is so happy for us to take action against the God of Magic is because this king, if he really loses, will definitely not mind using his clone to kill the enemy together.

The devil has his own life, so he can't afford it. "

Hill asked William hesitantly: "Does His Majesty the King want him to study it clearly, or does he not want to?"

"I don't need a complete magic network." William laughed, "This kind of defective one is just right. The undead are the end of the pseudo-legend, and there is no need for a higher level.

I don't intend to risk my life to test the bottom line of the magic goddess. She can tolerate the incomplete magic network and will never let go of the complete version.

Those who dare to take over the Magic Network are all powerful people who are cruel to me, and I don’t dare to mess with them. "

So William has always had an indifferent attitude. Is the magic net he is currently using what he wants?

There are indeed many legendary mages appearing, although they are weak enough to destroy even the undead.

Hill felt that just by virtue of the stiff spell-casting state of these legendary mages, the legendary knight of Trasil who was killed by the undead could easily kill them.

Hill turned his head and thought for a while before realizing that William was talking about me.

When the time comes, will William be responsible for managing this magic network?

But, with William's ability, can he understand this pseudo-magic network?

You still have to convert from the devil-specific version to the human version!

Even if there is no problem with the souls of the undead, we can't let all the legendary undead look like devils!

The distrust shining in Hill's eyes seemed to be seen by William. He sighed: "Hill, with your face that can be seen by others, you actually dare to travel alone in this kind of world. ?

This is not Trasil. You can walk around without fear because of your strength. "

Hill couldn't help scratching his head: "Hey~ People can see their emotions as soon as they relax, and I know this won't work. I just thought about making a mask that can block my expression first."

William couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, you are a master alchemist who can refine semi-artifacts. Then make it as soon as possible!"

The undead are still under the control of the God of Time and Space, but the management rights have been handed over to me. However, even he would not dare to deal with the Magic Network casually. World Tree promised to help us purify it, and Corellon would also help us modify it.

The gods of Trasil will probably participate. They all want to try the most famous spell system in the universe.

It just so happens that the artifact that controls the undead can be used as the center of the magic network. Many things about the undead do not require the energy of the God of Time and Space. "

Hill nodded.

The capital of the Kingdom of Magic is already in sight.

Those purgatory devils in the Acropolis are probably the strongest resistance to the God of Magic. The defensive force outside the capital is very weak.

However, neither Hill nor William looked good.

What kind of city is this? It's a hell on earth.

Even though they were so far away, the evil aura was so strong that Hill felt suffocated.

He quietly opened the cloak of the Ring of Winter, letting the cold breath surround him, and finally kept calm.

William turned to look at Hill: "Hill, can you change the weather here?"

Hill had already covered his chin with the high collar of his cloak. He observed carefully: "No, the magic defense outside is relatively strong, and the spell may be dispelled."

"Of course, I will break that layer of defense." William said sternly, "Anyway, I won't be on the field in the end, so there is no need to save energy."

Hill nodded: "That's no problem. I can also summon a sea and drown them all."

William was stunned for a moment. He actually knew about the Ring of Winter. It was indeed very powerful and could be beaten and milked.

That is to say, people like Hill, whose own healing spells are very powerful, would not care.

But what is a sea?

Aren't the Rings of Winter all ice and snow spells?

After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that it was probably Aglaia who did it. This sea god was really powerful and could actually change the power of the Ring of Winter.

William said funny: "I really want to see what kind of sea it is! Anyway, everything in front will be destroyed, why not give it a try?"

Hill actually wanted to give it a try. It was rare to have such a suitable opportunity.