Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill didn't know that his tower spirits were complaining about his aesthetics.

He had tried his best to restrain himself.

Otherwise, Hill's true intention is that girls would like to wear red, pink, or bright yellow and green.

Hill doesn't think there's anything wrong with his feelings. He thinks it's just that he has been out of touch with the trend because he has been building bridges and roads at construction sites all year round.

As for what is fashionable, what is elegant and good-looking, straight men always think that a good face is enough.

When she had time to think about dressing up, Hill would rather immerse herself in work.

He has now finally found a direction and is working hard to tinker with it.

Unfortunately, in these two worlds, Hill did not dare to summon elemental elves. These worlds are far away from Trasil, and it would be too troublesome to summon old acquaintances.

The so-called direct breaking of space by elemental elves and coming to the main plane also depends on how far their position in the elemental world is from the summoner.

The crystal walls of different worlds also have some influence on them.

However, Hill is not very willing to randomly summon the elemental elves outside this world.

The character of elemental elves is actually very influenced by the world. Not all elemental elves in the world are as cute as Trasil.

Irritability is also common.

Like the two worlds that Hill has experienced, there are actually some problems with the laws, and the elemental elves born will definitely be affected.

So Hill could only work hard on his own.

He only hoped that the next world would not be so one-sided.

Sometimes, even if the world is going to be destroyed, it may not necessarily be due to a problem with the laws. Most of the reasons are due to outside invasion.

For example, there are countless small worlds destroyed by demons or existences like Rose.

"Hill!" The guy who had been following the photo suddenly called him.

Hill looked up with an indifferent expression. He must not give these people a good look. Otherwise, these guys, who are almost like paparazzi, will ask any questions and dare to make any demands.

"After the false gods over there discovered the people of Faerun, they started to escape!" Xiao Xiaozi said excitedly, waving his hands, "They originally had the moral character to fight to the death with us invaders, but in the end, after seeing Seeing the Three Gods of Justice, the five hundred knights suddenly ran away.

They asked me to ask you, the Knights of Justice do seem to be quite strong, but they are not as powerful as us, right? Why did you run when you saw them?

We thought they would really stick to their characters and never waver!

Tyr himself would not be so useless! "

"The Knights of Justice!" Hill sighed, "They are the most loyal believers of the three gods of justice. No matter who they are, they can make the three gods descend directly.

For the mastermind behind the scenes, fighting with us will not hurt his foundation. Gods from a small world do not have the guts to offend the forces behind them.

It's just a good time to test the limits of the capabilities of these false gods. He can continue in another world in the future.

But the gods of Faerun don't care who is behind them.

The goddess of magic has been replaced by the third one, what else does Faerun have to be afraid of?

They are not afraid of anyone who seeks trouble.

No matter what the mastermind wants to hide, he will be killed if he is not careful.

Therefore, he must put the false gods in the most important places. At this time, they are no longer guinea pigs and cannon fodder, but consumables that can be used to resist. "

Hill looked at the little boy who was banging on the tablet, and asked with some confusion: "His Majesty the King should have said something about this kind of thing, right? There is no need for the undead to charge forward at the moment.

Those people from Faerûn won’t care about accidentally hurting your lives.

Even people from the good camp are the same. After all, they all know that you will not really die. "

"William is in seclusion now!" Little Doggy shrugged and said nonchalantly, "We suspect that the gods who came this time are too chaotic, and William is afraid of causing trouble. Otherwise, wasn't Shar the last time he was very active?

He has even sealed off the palace hall now, and Spencer only issues tasks.

Regarding matters in Faerun, he said that we should keep a distance from the people in Faerun for the time being, and it is best to respect their beliefs.

The teachings of some gods may seem ridiculous, but since the world of Faerun has appeared, it has its inevitable meaning, so we'd better not talk nonsense. "

He couldn't help but muttered: "A lot more blocking words have been added, William is really annoyed."

Hill shook his head strangely. He didn't think William would be afraid of the human gods in Faerun.

This time he brought the undead out, but he was invited by Corellon and Yggdrasil. No normal god would antagonize him for a trivial matter.

What's more, most of the gods who came this time were from the good camp. Even if it was chaos, they would only have some fun and would not really attack William.

To be honest, Hill felt that William's life was not as threatened as his chastity.

But William shouldn’t be that unconfident!

Did he think he would be tempted?

Or did William find himself being targeted? Is it because it was spread that he was an admirer of Shar?

It is very likely that Fire Hair will target her, and she will never think that she is inferior to the cold and ruthless Shar.

However, although the fire-haired lady is beautiful and hot enough, she is not willing to attack those who are unwilling to do so.

William also thinks too highly of himself.

Hill thought disdainfully, and then tried to add more code to his protective shell.

He was actually a little worried, he was still a child!

It was three days later when the undead found Hill again. They came to ask Hill if they could hire some of the new handsome boys and beauties who were willing to pay to sing, dance, play and perform.

Hill was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "You have met Miriel, the god of singing, the one from Gernes. Most of his followers are bards. Singing and performing arts are their daily life. Even if they become The same goes for the sacrifices above the legend.

The other one should be a believer of Lierla, the goddess of joy. Most of them are entertainers. It is their job to sing, dance and bring joy to people.

You can hire anyone you want, as long as you don't attack their beliefs, you'll be fine.

Didn't Spencer say it was okay? "

"That guy Spencer, when William is away, he is afraid of causing trouble for William. Unless he releases a mission, he will say nothing. He won't answer us no matter how much we ask."

Hill felt a little strange. Spencer's reaction felt like William was in big trouble?

Otherwise, even if he is not sure about these things, he can still ask William.

William, what happened? Even Spencer can't see him?

Hill thought to himself, and then asked what happened over there.

As for Woking, after the goddess of joy, who had always been neutral and indifferent, sent a large number of people to this world, it was certain that she had played herself to death again.

Even though she and Li Erla had differences, the goddess of joy was still her friend and knew where her divine kingdom was.

To be able to make this goddess send people to rush over in such a hurry, the situation in Woking doesn't look good!

"Ah!" The undead suddenly shouted, "We have reached the Red Kingdom!"

It seems that the knights of the Three Gods of Justice have led others to the land of the Red Knight.

"How's it going?" Hill asked quickly. He had always been curious, why did he use the image of the war goddess known as the Red Knight?

This is definitely not a false god, but the nanny and bodyguard of the future son of the Dragon Queen after he is born.

"Oh~ Hill! That's a dragon!" The undead waved his arms, "It's about ten meters long! It looks quite big. Although it can also use ice spells, it prefers physical attacks!

But he was killed by the men of Tempus, the god of war in Faerûn.

There is a female knight inside who is so fierce! He grabbed the dragon's tail and smashed it directly into the ground. "

Hill was speechless. He didn't pay much attention to the country of the red knight, but he knew who it was who took action as soon as he heard it.

Ordinary paladins, unless they are the Sons of God, no matter how strong they are, can't beat a white dragon alone.

However, this evil dragon really has many enemies, and his mind is big enough. This is not just vicious, it is really damaging!

Letting a white dragon pretend to be a red knight is really an idea!

"Is that White Dragon?" Hill asked unwillingly, "Did he say anything?"

Maybe another dragon impersonating it?

"Isn't it a white dragon? His scales look a bit gray-blue! Isn't this a blue dragon?

He didn’t say anything, he just yelled!

However, his place was clearly next to a volcano, but somehow it turned into a land of ice and snow. Those Faerûnians fought hard.

We followed him, mainly to kill his men, who were all strange-looking puppies and gray-white dragon men. "

Hill just reluctantly answered him: "Blue dragons like deserts."

Hill could now understand why the Yin Red Knight took action personally. Letting the white dragon live for one more second was a mockery of her.

Then he fell into deep thought. The one who wants his Winter Ring should be the white dragon, right?

As for the biological father of the little prince in the crater, Hill certainly knew that he was definitely not Bailong, but he must be very strong. Although Bailong had no IQ, not everyone could control him.

Wait, Hill suddenly realized something: "He? Are you saying that this white dragon is a male dragon?"

Hill took a breath of air-conditioning. The God of War series must work hard this time!

"What's wrong?" The undead looked at Hill in confusion, "Didn't I say that this red knight is a very powerful king of knights? A dragon with physical attacks is actually quite suitable, right?"

"The original person was a goddess." Hill said as simply as possible, "You'd better not discuss this matter too much, otherwise if you are killed, His Majesty the King will not be able to explain it."

"Ah, being mean-mouthed is our foundation and the only joy of living. It is the thread of life that we must never be deprived of!" the undead said without hesitation, "Sacrificing your life for this is our pride.

Don't worry, Hill! At worst, it's a free return trip to the city. "