Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1607 Doubts about the brush

A very serious looking lady walked over to the paintbrush in the corner.

Hill couldn't help blinking.

Unlike most girls who like to dress either sexy, cute, or even ethereal, this lady is wearing a very orthodox mage robe... It is the kind of toga that was abandoned by Hill early in the morning and threw it happily into the undead wardrobe. Sleeves, an old-fashioned robe that leaks air under your feet.

When the Trashiel mages gave up the kind of noble mages who learned from elf mages and carried forward to the noble mages who always wanted to be different from ordinary people, but they couldn't find a better way out and could only choose the traditional style of wasting cloth. There are undead people wearing that stuff!

Of course, the undead definitely don't care how difficult those layers of clothes are to wear. They can actually dress themselves in the virtual closet... Although many girls actually prefer the feeling of wearing them one by one.

But also consider some teenagers and girls with special preferences. They just want to see how beautiful their other selves will be in the world, not want to enter another world and even change their hearts.

So trouble is not the most critical issue, but ugliness is.

After all, the horrible style of adding a belt and only turning into two sacks has always made Hill feel that he is just learning at home.

To tell the truth, many mages in Trassil actually have a deep resentment against the broken robe... However, the God of Nobles is really annoying, always insisting on those inexplicable broken traditions.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many mages who couldn't help scolding him.

Later, Hill also guessed a little why the god of nobles insisted on those past styles so much... His precarious will was all maintained by his maintenance of the human race.

Although the aristocrats' messy minds tricked him, but... no one wants his own genocide, and no one wants the noble class to disappear.

Such means as they use to maintain their authority and status have nothing to do with evil in a way.

Many mages also like to use similar methods to maintain their status.

Only those pure mages who are more pure in heart and only study spells without considering their status will not understand why some mages think that the existence of that ragged robe is meaningful.

This group of people is also the mage who changed the robes on his body the fastest after the arrival of the undead, relying on the god of nobility and not being able to meddle in other matters.

After the rest of the mages realized that the general situation was over, they also quickly changed their clothes... It can be seen that they didn't like it either.

Trasil's traditional costumes are not worn by the undead... that kind of dress with a fluffy skirt, or even a simple cake skirt, there are always little girls who want to wear it.

But Hill really saw someone wearing this for the first time, although she added a belt that looked like a corset... It seemed a little bit prettier.

But the style is more, how should I put it... restraint.

Hill raised his head and pondered for a while. The skeleton-like skirts worn by the girls sent by the God of Nobles to his territory back then, and the one in front of him, really, seemed to be ugly in the same way.

No, Hill shook his head. He has never paid so much attention to girls' clothing, nor has he been so harsh.

The reason why he felt particularly uncomfortable, and always felt ugly no matter how he looked, was probably because of the same aura exuded by these people... Paranoia and stubbornness.

This is a person who puts herself in some kind of rules, and doesn't feel bad, just wants everyone to be bound with her.

It is completely opposite to Hill, who advocates nature and nature.

After figuring out his inexplicable dislike for this woman, Hill quickly calmed down and reminded himself not to make similar mistakes in the future... He can dislike this person, but he can't attribute it to her because of that discomfort. to the enemy.

He had to sort out these subtle differences.

Fortunately, this person is an undead, otherwise, if he relies too much on his intuition without even thinking about it, he may regard similar people as enemies.

The child of nature is prone to problems, and it is actually related to these.

Many people don't understand that those people who make them dislike their personalities are not really evil people.

Relying on one's intuition to kill, but was abandoned by nature in the end, coupled with knowing the truth, there are too few people who can insist on not falling and embarking on the road of redemption.

The days have been going smoothly for too long, and people who no longer know what bitterness is, want to endure it with a firm will, it is too difficult, too difficult.

Hill can always reflect on himself all the time, it is because he has a past life.

No matter how happy he is, he is also a person who has studied hard since childhood.

He sighed silently... he was in a bad mood, why didn't Gaia come out.

Do you really plan to wait until the Eden gang is dead?
Now cutting their way back is the Black Rose family with the strongest combat power in the entire Aotian League, and the last wave of Eden Alliance has been cleaned up at this moment.

If it weren't for that young master of Eden who didn't want to lose face in front of that Princess Danboluo, they would have rushed into the passage behind like the group of scattered people.

Hmm... It's a choice that fits their personality very well. Most of them saw a small road that only they discovered suddenly appeared on the side of the main road, and rushed in without hesitation, completely ignoring their teammates.

Hill lowered his eyes quietly. He was a little skeptical. When the people from the Black Rose rushed in from the outside found this group of guys, how much resistance would they have... With a plot like one enemy ten thousand, it is not their turn to stage it .

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The people on Eden's side are probably also aware of their situation, and their first reaction is to be defensive.

The reason why Paintbrush called 'Ji Lanyuan' to go to his side was because he didn't want the only group of his own people to die in vain.

"I think something's wrong, brush." ​​'Ji Lanyuan' tilted his head and looked at the passage leading in, "The black rose is already prepared.

Isn't the reason why the princess came with us to check if there is any lurking?
Hei Mei must have been preparing for a long time to make her not notice anything, then our little event today... Old Xuegou already knew about it.

There must be other troubles in the passage.

Paintbrush, don't forget, Hill has been playing mazes since a long time ago.

And... On the earth, he is no different from a god, right? "

"How could Hill help them?" Paintbrush frowned, very puzzled, "He never interfered in the war between us undead!

In the past, he didn't even directly participate in the war against him in the last days!

and many more……

that woman? "

"You don't know?" 'Ji Lanyuan' couldn't help raising his voice, "Do you really believe that Princess Danboluo only came to assist us in attacking Kane Valley?
We have this status?
You can't even move your head when you are in love now?

I thought you knew and acquiesced! "

"Of course I don't know!" Paintbrow raised his brows, "I warned Ivan, no matter how much we fight against the Aotian League, don't affect Hill's side!"

"Are you really stupid?" 'Ji Lanyuan' stern face was full of ridicule, "Since the sneak attack in Barcia, Hill's Lily of the Valley rushed out to save Xue Laogou's life From then on, Eden and the young masters hated Hill!
They didn't dare to take the initiative to attack Hill, so they pretended not to know anything, and cooperated tacitly!

You don't think that these guys in Eden will pay these people's living expenses out of their own pockets, right?

You know... they even earn the agency fee for exchanging gold coins for cash in the game!

The person who plucks the goose's feathers can still give away the goose in his hand? "

"I thought it was the gold earned in Barcia City." Paintbrush's expression became more and more serious.

'Ji Lanyuan' shook his head: "Paintbrush, don't always lie to yourself.

I supported you with the ink pen before because I thought you were pitiful and respectable.

I help you this time because I think girls should help girls.

Huh~
But that young master in the Garden of Eden has such a style of doing things... He can hire a spaceship to deliver water to quench his thirst, but he is absolutely unwilling to give a piece of bread to a beggar on the side of the road, unless there are reporters taking pictures.

I don't believe you still can't see their attributes clearly.

You have always been very smart!
As soon as I heard that almost all of them got a big red envelope, I knew that the money must be from Gaia.

She is an evil god!

How could I spend my own money and efforts to help a group of people who are completely useless to me?

Do you think they are Aotianmeng? "

"I thought you looked down on Aotianmeng!" Ivan walked over slowly... When these two people were talking, they didn't avoid the people around them at all.

Although he had known for a long time that the brush would definitely want to understand, but Ivan didn't want this matter to be said by outsiders.

Especially this arrogant woman who looked down on them from the bottom of her heart... It was only after he got in touch with her that he really believed that this woman just wanted to deal with the Aotian League, not to take refuge in the Garden of Eden.

It really is that kind of egalitarian Madonna!

Watts!
It made him a lot more cautious in doing things.

'Ji Lanyuan' rolled his eyes: "I never deny the strength of the Aotian League.

Unfortunately, I pinned my hopes on the wrong people.

He didn't have the ability to deal with Aotianmeng, but he stretched his claws to the head of the NPC.

The ending of the last days, I don't believe that the paintbrush didn't warn you.

You are..."

"We didn't do anything." Ivan said with a smile, "We just accepted the assistance of a kind person, does the rest have anything to do with us?

We haven't made any public plans against that gentleman.

Even the Space-Time Corporation cannot deny our innocence. "

Paintbrush looked at him coldly: "You think you are very smart, don't you?"

Ivan spread his hands: "In this game, it is impossible for us to get official deflection!"

"But, he gave you fairness." Paintbrush frowned, "Why do you think fairness is not enough?"

(End of this chapter)