Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Alausato pondered and said: "If she has the encyclopedia of the God of Mage in her hand... that would be a good idea... that is, how do you bypass Laila and sign a contract with a little girl?

I remember that you cherished your friendship with Laila? "

"Just say it directly." Alvia Turais said nonchalantly, "Laila is understandable. She knows what I have been pursuing and is willing to be my last choice...so as long as I speak, she Will agree to sign a contract with me.

But she is my recognized friend, so some methods cannot be used.

After all, that little girl is just her niece's child, and Laila may not necessarily value her... In short, let's observe first. If she doesn't have the encyclopedia in her hand, I won't have to struggle.

I really don’t want to go east unless I have to! "

Alausato thought for a while and felt that there was no problem, so he nodded cautiously: "Just make your decision...be careful not to attract the attention of the Elf Trasil."

Hill sat on Purvi's back and looked back at the tall mountains thoughtfully. Why did he feel that something strange was about to happen?

But today’s thing is actually quite simple! Isn't it just that Lila is going to become a magic dragon knight?

The white dragon is originally a mount that mages like very much...

As for those Bailongs who want to work, they have to pay the price of freedom to make money... Working as workers, they also want to work part-time as a robber? Why don't they go to heaven and stand side by side with AO!

Hill shook his head slightly, forget it, it's probably not a bad thing. The sense of crisis in his heart is not very serious. It probably has nothing to do with him, so let's not think about it... There are too many premonitions, and sometimes It's confusing.

"Pulvi, do you want to take Curatus back to Aglaia first?" Hill asked softly, "This place will not be peaceful in a short time..."

"I'll ask him." The small ball of light rushed out of the terrace. After leaving the ship for the first time, Purvi seemed to be a little bolder. At least when Hill was nearby, he could bravely fly to 50 Meters away.

The alien whale is too big, and 50 meters is already a very unsafe close range... Any closer and accidents are likely to happen.

Purvi came back soon.

Hill actually understood what their chirping was saying. As long as he heard this kind of natural sound more often, he could actually understand it a little bit.

"Kuratos asked me if the group of necromancers would really attack Luskan... He was willing to stay and help. Anyway, there is the sea next to him. He can still travel across such a short distance and directly kill the group of skeletons. The rack was sent under the ice, and by the time they dug it out, we would have run away.

But I told him, those skeletons are here to die!

So he really, really wants to see the tragic fate of his enemy... Let's go straight back to Luskan! "

Hill silently glanced at the small ball of light... That's not what the whale said.

When Kuratos knew that they were going back to Luskan, his first reaction was indeed to follow them... But his plan was that if Hill and the others lost, he would help lead the people to escape... Kuratos was worried about Purvi After turning into a ship, you can no longer take people with you to space jump.

But Purvi had seen many battle scenes when he stayed in Aglaia, and he directly told Curatos that this was the stupidest thing to do: the idea of ​​throwing people under the ice was actually his idea.

There is also a skill to escaping!

This is what the undead say all the time... When they fight, even if they lose, they have to let their opponent win without being too comfortable.

Failure is not terrible, but meaningless failure is terrible... This is the perennial roar of a certain heroic young man... Although most people don't take it seriously and think he is daydreaming... But it seems that Purvi listened... …

Hill listened to his whale's musings with a serious face, and insisting not to laugh was the only thing he could do to maintain the friendship with Purvi.

Purvi was still saying happily that he had a good idea for his new friend: when the time comes, he can ask Kuratus to dismantle the bones of those skeletons and throw them into various corners of the ocean, ensuring that even if he The soul is immortal, and one's original bones cannot be collected... This approach is indeed more terrifying to the necromancers than burning them.

If the necromancer wants to cast spells smoothly, his original body is more suitable... If it is completely gone, he can still consider making up another one, after all, it still needs to be used.

But he clearly knows that he is still there... but he doesn't know where in the world he is... I guess the first thing after his resurrection is to search for bones all over the world.

Furthermore, the undead always have a special attachment to their own bodies in life, and even a demigod-level lich cannot control this nature.

This idea is indeed very similar to the style of the undead... How should I put it... When the opponent cannot be killed, it is indeed the easiest thing to do to cause trouble for him.

Hill slowly returned to the battlefield with the two whales, and listened to a bunch of interesting ideas for harming others and amusing himself... For the kind-hearted alien whales, they never imagined that these necromancers could be annihilated together with their bodies and souls.

Hill smiled carelessly, he didn't think Laila would not think of this.

Unless there is a god behind you to support it, a normal war in Toril will either stop at the end or eliminate the root cause.

In this world, a country can be completely destroyed at every turn... This is a world where the strength of a single person is enough to destroy a country. Are you planning to leave a remnant and wait for a big boss who can make a comeback in a few hundred years?

And the war between good and evil is also a war where it is certain that the other party has great intentions for their territory... No one will hold back at all. Laila still hopes to rely on Luskan and Kelben to confront directly! How could it possibly leave such a big trouble!

Hill looked from between the clouds at Laila, who was already standing on the high platform, scolding the Luskan garrison, and the twins who were well protected by Charol behind her... This was the best he had ever seen. Parents are at war.

Laila hopes that her children, even if they eventually become the lords of two cities as prophesied, will have to be what they want from the bottom of their hearts... What she values ​​​​is the physical and mental health of her children.

As for Kelben, what he hopes is the two cities under his control.

In fact, many people can understand why the two sides almost fell out over this matter... What Kelburn did was not like giving up the jurisdiction of those two cities.

No mother wants her children to be puppets for the rest of their lives...even if it is their biological father who controls them.

"Why are they being scolded?" Purvi came over and asked, "And why are Vera and the others still following the Elf City Guards? I thought they would come back!"

When Laila was cursing, the undead on both sides were also pointing and seemed to have something to do with them.

Hill listened for a while, and then slowly said his conclusion: "The Luskan garrison felt that they were very brave. When they saw the undead charging down, they also jumped down... and then it affected them. The undead on the other side... they have the task of protecting the local warriors.

In order to save them, some of the orcs had to be let go.

There is competition among the undead... As a result, they were ranked at the bottom of the defensive zone, so they were very unhappy.

She must have complained a lot, so Laila couldn't control her swearing... Now those undead are still saying things like don't blindly... um... run if you don't have the ability.

Those two families were both famous for their powerful combat power among the undead. They were a little unhappy when they were ranked at the bottom for the first time.

As for Vera, the goblins are very disgusted with products that are not naturally born. Besides, they have a good relationship with the city guards.

Probably he wanted to add a little blessing to them through singing, which would at least help them recover their physical strength. "

"Can pranks also enhance feelings?" Purvi murmured, not understanding at all, how could the relationship between the two parties be good?

The little flower fairies often play some inexplicable pranks on the patrolling city guards... He can always hear their roars when flying in the air!

Purvi was puzzled. He felt that if Hill had not been able to control the little troubles and prevent them from taking action against him, he would have been annoyed to death.

"The little flower fairy is so beautiful! She speaks beautifully, just like singing." Hill said softly, "For most elves, the key issue is whether they have a good face or not. If they can speak sweet words, they will be able to speak better." Already..."

Purvi floated for a moment and thought about the legends of the elven pantheon... Every god who had an accident, especially a certain elven father, was always unlucky at the hands of a certain beauty, regardless of gender. He asked softly: "Like father, like son?"

Hill gave a look to the quick-talking little whale to shut up. Wasn't it because he was willing to accept the little flower fairies because they were cute and beautiful?

He turned around and looked at the Luskan garrison. This little thing shouldn't have any impact. Laila would probably pass after she scolded them.

Unless the garrison makes the same mistake next time.

In fact, a lot of thought has been given when arranging the positions of the time and space artifacts. On both sides of the garrison are the Demon Cult and the Black and White Road... The patriarchs of these two families, at least on the surface, have a better temper... Yin or not. That's another thing. Time and space artifacts don't count...

It's just sarcasm. If you make a mistake, just bear with it!

If you change to Black Rose or Asking Sword, even NPCs can scold you until you kill yourself... Wait, that's actually quite interesting... Those undead people must be very interesting when they scold you too much and have to swallow it back!

Hill actually felt that he still wanted to read this kind of story... Otherwise, this kind of battle with no surprises would be too boring.

He turned and glanced at the sky. The long day was finally over.

It was halftime, and the orcs were stopped by the sky-wide fire ignited by the undead.

The undead are clearing the battlefield.