Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The moment the Temple Square appeared, Hill heard a familiar laughter.

That was Aglaia greeting herself.

He showed a smile, landed on the square, and walked into the Poseidon Temple on the right.

On the aqua blue goddess statue is a beautiful long dress carefully made by Hill for Aglaia.

Although Aglaia's soul has not yet officially settled in this statue, the flickering light proves that her arrival is not far away.

As the undead travel farther and farther into this world, the names of the gods of Trasil will spread more and more widely.

As long as most of the humans in Gerns have the impression of these names, the gods of Trasil will naturally and successfully become the gods of Gerns.

Although this statue is surrounded by divine power, it is still impossible to contact Aglaia.

Alice jumped out gently, and her slender body quietly circled around the soles of Aglaia's statue a few times: "I miss Aglaia a little. Although she and I competed for Hill's attention. Very annoying."

Hill looked at the thoughtful kitten and said nothing. He knew that Alice who thought of Aglaia must also be thinking of something else.

However, Alice's character is still deeply influenced by Hill in some aspects.

They are always serious about their emotional investment, but once they withdraw, they will never look back, no matter how painful it is.

Hill clapped his hands gently, waking up the silent white cat.

She jumped up and jumped into Hill's arms. She gently stretched out her head and licked Hill's cheek: "Kissing Hill in front of Aglaia's statue, it feels so good~"

Hill shook his head and smiled, then took Alice back into the pendant.

He looked back at the statue, hoping that the statue didn't have the ability to retain images.

However, hope is a bit slim.

Hill walked out of the door slowly. As a smart man, he would never intervene in the quarrel between Alice and Aglaia.

Hill was surprised to see two elves entering the Silver Moon Temple.

He thought carefully and understood that before the silver moon in the sky completely fell, it was normal for these elves who had lived for a long time to worry about the moon god they had known for a long time.

They want to see if the Silver Moon Goddess in Trasil will take action against the Silver Moon in this world for the sake of the priesthood.

Hill lowered his head and thought for a moment. The Silver Moon in their world might not come to this world.

The Silver Moon Goddess loves and protects her own world very much. Generally speaking, she will not spread her love for her own world to other worlds at all.

If they were in the same universe, they might still fight for it, but they basically don't have much interest in going to other crystal walls.

Just like Shar, although she is not Silver Moon, she is actually a moon goddess.

All she pursues is Toril's authority, and the other universes don't care at all.

Hill saw two glorious knights standing quietly outside the Temple of the Sun, unwilling to leave for a long time, but unwilling to enter.

I can somewhat understand their complicated feelings.

The sun god of Gernes really fell so completely that even the divine crystal was smashed into pieces, allowing the demons to be divided together.

William waved in the air, asking Hill to follow him back to the palace.

Hill sighed. It seemed that William still felt unsafe and planned to go back to the Star Gate to use the original crystal first.

Also, there were two demon lords with similar abilities to him, not to mention the God of War who the demon valued so much.

Although he is still fighting against the devil, no one knows where his limit is.

The Devil Duke, who dared to call himself the God of War, did not let the two Dukes disguised as Black Moon and Red Moon attack him. At the very least, his ability should be considered extremely powerful among the Dukes.

However, Hill's way back was blocked again, and the undead would never let go of the opportunity to return to mana for free.

Obviously Hill is going to follow William back to the Star Gate. This is really the last time to enjoy it during this period!

In the loud voice of "Sier, please, reply Lan Lan", Hill helplessly attracted water mist from the sky and released the water of tranquility.

Feeling that his mana was rapidly recovering, Hill threw a few more natural blessings before returning to the palace.

He didn't notice that the two elves looked at him in shock. It wasn't until his back disappeared from the palace gate that they pulled the familiar undead and asked Hill who he was.

If Hill knew, he would definitely...

He couldn't do anything but hide and pretend he didn't know.

After Hill returned to the palace, he hurriedly said goodbye to William and went back to his room to continue polishing his fine gold ball, completely unaware of what happened.

Of course, he would not see the sympathetic eyes of William and Spencer behind him.

If the original "Hill's Biography" was so bad that Hill didn't want to meet people, after layers of undead arrangements, Hill's story has been upgraded to unknown extent.

In their naturally loaded mouths, Hill is already a representative of beauty, strength and misery.

The elves, on the other hand, are inquiring about Hill's information from such undead.

Even William didn't know what kind of pitiful little person Hill would become in the story that the elf got in the end.

Spencer gently asked his king: "Hill, is indeed the most powerful human being behind Trahill, right? If I remember correctly, no one in our world dares to provoke him.

Even those legendary mages and warlocks are regretting it now.

Why can the undead still create such an image for him?

Don't they also know who is standing behind Hill? "

"Because Hill is so approachable." William shook his head helplessly, "Although he acts very indifferent, he can usually do anything with a little effort.

But what the undead really value is this little effort.

In their hearts, Hill is one of their own.

Then those backers will have no pressure on them, and all they will see is Hill.

But no matter how powerful Hill is now, in the hearts of the undead, he is just a poor little boy who had an unfortunate childhood. "

"Although the earl is stupid and Melanie is a bit too lax, among the Salar nobles, their behavior is not excessive, right?" Spencer said incomprehensively, "There are more unfortunate people than Hill. He's here! At least he has his grandfather here. The count can at most be indifferent to him and it won't endanger his life.

No one dares to count the number of noble children who die in this kind of family struggle every year. "

"Those people have nothing to do with the undead! They won't go anywhere to ask these nobles whether they treat their children well." William sighed softly, "No one would feel sorry for someone they don't know."

He looked at Spencer again: "Besides, there are worse people, but that doesn't mean it's okay for the Earl to do that, right?"

Spencer nodded: "The story of that earl has become a negative teaching material for all nobles to educate their descendants. As long as he is a little bit nice to Hill, he will not end up like that.

However, it is enough that none of the three sons does not hate him.

Even the heir hated him, which really left people speechless. "

"The earl is just a villain. If it weren't for me, Edward would be the one in charge. In fact, he made the right choice. What he didn't expect was that the youngest son was not his son." William said as fairly as possible.

"Impossible." Spencer shook his head, "As long as there is a problem with the old king's death, Prince Charles must be the one in charge.

No noble would allow such an obvious usurpation of the throne.

That is the greatest threat to the aristocracy.

They can use conspiracy, but they must not let the whole world know about this conspiracy.

Nobles and kings should be superior and should not become a joke in the mouths of common slaves.

In a world with gods, once commoners and slaves no longer regard nobles and royal families as extremely noble, sooner or later a god will be born who will completely pull them down. "

William was silent for a while: "Only you will tell me this. It is true that the nobles and the God of Royal Power insist on fighting me to the death.

My appearance is the greatest harm to the aristocratic system, right? "

Spencer smiled nonchalantly: “I swore to understand on the first day I followed you.

Anyway, it's a matter of time, you just advance the time when it happens. "

William shook his head and smiled, leading Spencer to his room.

Sure enough, for a system that can exist in the world for a long time, even if most of the people in power are idiots, there are definitely some people who are smart and capable enough to support the entire system.

William asked the undead to invite back a few guests, and they were about to set off.

Although he felt a little sorry for Hill, William almost laughed out loud when he saw the elf priest holding the enhanced version of "Hill's Biography".

The alchemy carriage no longer followed the undead army and moved slowly, but moved at a fast speed.

William frowned, he could feel that the demon lord was really following him.

But his target doesn't seem to be William either.

"Spencer." William ordered softly, "Please ask the elves to mark the location of the Green Leaf Forest on the map. We will send them a while before returning to the valley."

Spencer answered without asking any questions.

After William's carriage arrived at the border of the Magic Kingdom, it made a long circle.

William discovered that the demon lord disappeared directly after discovering that the direction of the carriage was the Forest of Green Leaves.

He felt a little strange. For demons, elves were really not the kind of enemies that had to be killed.

After sending away the grateful elves and knights, William turned to leave and seemed to understand a little bit.

The people the devil wants to kill are the people who have been around William.

What they wanted was to create animosity between the natives of Gherns and the visitors of Trasil.

"So, who said the devil has no brains?" William complained to his cousin and Hill, "They just don't think there is a need to use their brains, not that they don't have any.

If I hadn't been cautious, I would have really been in trouble. "

After discovering that the route had deviated, Hill, who had been guarding William for fear of being attacked, took a long breath: "It's good that nothing happened."