Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1673 The Terrible World
Hill touched the black magic book with mixed feelings.

Although he had known for a long time that his magic book had a vibrant energy cycle, and Selûne's silver moon power was very good at stimulating the cohesion of the soul, so after he was promoted to the level of the artifact, he began to slowly His own will and soul appeared, but he really didn't expect that he was mature enough to think about such complicated issues.

Although a little too impulsive, but after all, it is a consciousness that has just been formed, and it is still very young, so it is a little impulsive.

The artifact suffered a relatively large amount of damage at the stage of just forming consciousness, which would really affect his future... Unless Hill finds various soul-related rare materials and incorporates them into the magic book, it will be difficult for him to grow into a high-level artifact.

This is indeed the trust that the magic book has in its creator from the depths of its soul, but... what if?
People always like to protect themselves first.

Besides, what if something really went wrong with Hill?It is absolutely impossible for him who has been dispersed to return to completeness again.

Even if Hill just fell into a deep sleep, he didn't have enough soul energy in the most critical stage for the magic book, so he didn't have to think about the future.

Hill never thought that it would be so difficult to leave the artifacts and plants that he was so attached to, not to mention the resolute eyes of Liszt who stood in the interstellar vortex and looked at him.

If he really can't go back, then... Hill sighed silently. This heavy trust also made him flustered and confused for a moment, and finally slowly turned into firmness.

Even though it seems that he is only traveling alone, he is never lonely, so much love is enough to support him to go to the end tenaciously.

Hill no longer turned his head to look back... When he rushed into this area, Hill knew that he could only choose to take risks by himself.

Although there are no monitoring satellites on the periphery of those worlds...the fantasy world has long had such things, and the elves like to use this kind of alchemy fortress to observe various galaxies...but if they want to turn around and leave, they will inevitably come into contact with the satellites specially designed for leaving. People's small organs.

As for the reason why there is no monitoring on the inside, it is because of the relatively powerful confusion formation, which is the kind of offset formation that can make people walk in a straight line, but actually circle a large circle.

But because this kind of formation is generally used in conjunction with the phantom formation, Hill really didn't notice it at first.

However, Hill's inexplicable detour was already a favor given to Trasil by fate, and it was impossible for Hill to go out without being noticed by anyone.

He didn't even dare to contact the elemental world.

With a wry smile, thinking about Oyses who might contact him at any time, Hill stretched out his hand to cut off the too close connection between himself and the elemental world... Because of the contracts of the several elemental lords on his body, even if Hill sealed himself With his natural attributes, mages can also tell at a glance that he is a person favored by elements.

In the past, Hill always felt that as long as he was concealed enough, he realized how closely he was connected with nature, so close that every step he took seemed to be stepping on the fingertips of natural will.

Even in the starry sky, after this step, Hill seemed to feel a lot heavier.

The feeling of being embraced and walked by the air that has been with him since he was promoted to a legend has disappeared for the first time.

He checked again the black clothes on his body, which were similar to Toril's traditional mage robes, and confirmed that the material of the clothes was just ordinary shadow-wrapped silk... The material made by the shadow itself can make his actions more concealed, and a large number of It increases the chance of hiding and slightly reduces the possibility of spell failure. Even in Toril, many mages like to wear it.

Mage of the evil world will definitely like it more.

It is reasonable to say that Hill should not be so easy to extract this thing, and the shadow doesn't like him, but when he was in Toril, Hill was sitting next to the Daughter of the Night!
When he was spinning, Shar just smiled, and Hill pulled out dozens of rolls... each roll was more than 100 meters long.

Such a good opportunity, he can't just draw it once, right?
So after checking his overly pure materials, Hill chose this more suitable one.

It is impossible for a mage in this world not to do it.

Hill also specially made a dozen identical robes for replacement, so that no one would think he was a bit extravagant.

Touching the blood-red spiky hairband on the dyed black hair, Hill lightly blended into a meteorite fragment that was falling rapidly towards the planet in front: an archmage was using the eight-ring Level meteorites fell from the sky.

When entering the membrane of the planet, Hill couldn't help but frowned... In addition to his meteorite falling spell, the archmage also added a spell: capture the astral traveler.

Hill was convinced that there was absolutely no way he would be found.

Even if he cut off the connection with the elemental world, the meteorite would not betray him.

As the extremely fast-moving meteorite hit the ground, Hill frowned and merged into the ground: Damn it, the ground here is not active at all.

Even the proving ground for mages is a bit too quiet.

The earth will change as the surrounding environment changes, and places that are severely damaged will naturally turn into a brutal environment.

Even if the sky is full of yellow sand, it will not have such a lifeless feeling.

Even the bottomless abyss still smells like sulfur!

This is already a bit close to the Styx!

Hill lowered his heart, and slowly sank into the soil with all his strength... No, although he was close to the land of death, he hadn't arrived yet.

This land still wrapped Hill with his stiffest and slowest speed.

However, the timing was just right. When Hill's last breath was wrapped up, there was a voice of conversation tens of meters away from him.

"Ah! Teacher's Meteorite Skyfall is getting better and better!" A male voice with a drake voice sounded first, "Not only are there a large number of them, but they are also large in size, and they are all in the target area!

In this way, there is no need to be divided by other magic towers, which is great. "

"Yeah!" Another person sighed, "Now there are really fewer and fewer meteorites outside our world, and I don't know when, even the three-year summoning will not be able to get enough resources!

I heard from the people from the Tower of Black Misty next door that they were very unlucky last time. They finally got their turn, and they only got a few dozen yuan. Tsk, to make up for the material cost, I don’t know if they can survive these three years. "

"If you can't hold on, it will be annexed by other magic towers!" The male duck said casually, "Hasn't our tower also accepted people in the past few years?"

"Would you like to see such people come?" Another person who had been silent all this time suddenly said coldly, "Let's not talk about the kind of apprentices who are brought in by capable teachers, anyway, they will only learn from their own teachers. sub-resources.

But those apprentices who have lost their teachers, but who are young and have good qualifications... are all threats from us. "

"What can we do?" said the male duck with a sad voice, "Although we are already official mages, what are we?
Just try your best not to be suppressed by others, don't let yourself be distracted. "

"Hey..." The other man who spoke in front couldn't help but sigh, "Jerry Buck, I know you're upset because your younger brother's resources were divided by the newcomer, but you must not show it. know?
Now our whole family has to depend on the magic tower to live, and for them, we have to behave a little better.

Huh... now, there is no food outside except black taro!

And even the production of black taro seems to be declining. "

"What?" Male Yaro asked in surprise, "Can't black taro grow in volcanic ash?"

"Heh~ Our world doesn't seem to want to support so many people anymore." Jerry smiled coldly, "Otherwise, why do you think that the Magic Tower has accepted more and more new apprentices in recent years? Good qualifications?

Only the residue left after our mages collect materials can grow normal food.

Then those worse residues that can't grow food can be mixed with the soil outside to grow black taro.

Now, the nobles have almost no power at all, they have to ask a mage to support themselves... It's different from the past, do you understand?
As long as the mages are unwilling, the nobles can't even support their own soldiers, let alone hire any mages!

The wealth accumulated by their ancestors no longer has the value that makes the mage tempted. "

(End of this chapter)