Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 224 Demigods that are about to be born
Probably only Hill can understand William's thoughts, not even the big guy in the sky.

When the big man, the God of Time and Space, probably only needed blood and hard work when he was young.And in the later stage, he doesn't need to deal with those troublesome things in society at all.

He knew the importance of fairness and justice to ordinary people, but he couldn't understand how much trouble a small civil servant could cause to ordinary people.

Even though Hill lived an ordinary and happy life, it can be seen that fairness and justice are not available to everyone around him.

Not to mention William, who will only see more.

Hill has always respected William because of the clothes on William when the will of the world broadcast him talking to the boss.

Although Hill was not rescued and couldn't hold on after struggling for a while, he was also grateful to these soldiers who risked their lives to rush in.

So Hill is willing to cooperate with William in many things.

Even if this guy likes to watch Hill's jokes, it doesn't prevent William's character from making Hill feel trustworthy.

Hill happily looked at the archmage-level wind magic in his hand, and his mission came to an end for the time being.

Sorcerer level, even Hill, will take longer.

He found the materials briskly, carefully made three cyan magic books from low to high, and then copied two more sets.

For others to see, it is best to make it delicate, and it is best to see your own style.

Hill's little vanity was at work.

He first asked the old cat to send a set to Fran.

Although Frank also had a little understanding of the wind system after seeing Case, even in the legend, there was a trace of the law of the wind system.

But it is still not as good as Hill's regular spell system.

Hill didn't know what semi-magic weapon Fran was going to make, but it might be useful.

He knew that several other undead mages hadn't left the territory during this time, and he also knew that the old cat used to ride a horse and would be slower than others.

But Hill wanted him to go.

Then let Liszt issue a running mission to the undead in his territory.

Old cats also like fluffy ones.

But he likes cats.The fat cat who relied on his own contract would look for cats to play with every time he entered the valley.The cats did not avoid him much, either.

The old cat is definitely very willing to complete this task of running the ring.

After all, not queuing up now doesn't mean not queuing up in the future.

Seeing so many people running the ring outside, he should know.

The old cat absolutely dare not fail to complete the task given by Hill, but when he is running on the road, he will definitely feel a little uncomfortable when he sees the task of running around the ring sent by his friends.

Slowing down others for an hour is also slow, especially friends who play with themselves.It will only be more uncomfortable.

It's not that Hill has never played games before. Losing to someone he doesn't know is completely different from losing to someone who plays with him every day.

So knowing that the old cat finally came back with a sad face, he rushed into Liszt's small office to take the task.

Hill was content.

Although I would read that book sooner or later, when the old cat sent it over, it was definitely to watch the excitement, not to remind.

Now Hill just wants to watch the excitement.

A tick for a tick.

Hill, who temporarily put aside his chores, began to read the books accumulated during this period, and the undead sent a lot.

Liszt suddenly appeared: "Mr. Fran asked you to go over immediately."

The demigod is about to take shape?
Hill was refreshed, and immediately got up and flew out quickly.

Now Hill, as long as he flies into the sky, his body will be automatically blessed with wind magic. In this continent, it is impossible for anyone to fly faster than him.

So he flew under Frank's magic tower almost in the blink of an eye.

Diamonte greeted Hill almost in surprise, he felt that he had just informed Liszt.

"Hello, Diamonte." Hill greeted happily, "Where is my grandfather?"

"The laboratory on the top floor. Mr. Hill." Diamonte quickly replied, "Mr. Adrian hasn't arrived yet."

"Then I'll go up first. You wait for Uncle Adrian!" Hill walked into the floating ladder and went upstairs directly, so he wouldn't wait for Adrian, waiting for him to laugh at him as a celebrity?
In front of Fran, Adrian didn't have the guts to say anything.

He did not enter the laboratory, although the door was open.

Fran stood quietly in a room with several thousand square meters, and in front of him was a huge circular object.

Hill could no longer see what material this thing was made of.

It looks like a flat ball.

But Hill knows that this thing has been used by Fran for many years, and it has been refined since the time of the mages.

Even when it became a legend, Fran put a lot of effort into it.

None of them were successfully refined directly.

It is conceivable that this future semi-artifact needs to be thoroughly refined, how powerful the materials are, and how terrifying the power is.

Hill carefully looked at the magic circle on the ground, trying to figure out what its function was.

This is really complicated. Hill knows many symbols, but he can't figure out why they are placed in that position.

Adrian came in 10 minutes later, and Hill looked at him in surprise, flying so fast?

"The teleportation array is actually quite useful." Adrian said calmly.

Hill curled his lips, as expected, he was forced to go to the top, so naturally he didn't care about the monitoring of the God of Time and Space.

The mage has been reluctant to use it, in part because it is a magic spell.

If a mage invented it, they would have used it diligently.

Losing to a god in magic is why mages have been resisting the use of teleportation circles.

Unless one day, a powerful mage understands all the rules of space magic and can draw a teleportation array himself, otherwise the mages will still be stubborn.

So far, the one who knows the most about the space system may be the Fran system, so Adrian knew that the teleportation array was safe.

But as a member of the mage, he will not use the teleportation array publicly, unless there is an emergency and an occasional risk.

The God of Time and Space has been silent about this because he is also unwilling to let these high-level mages use the teleportation array.

Unlike the undead whose power is all controlled by him, who knows if a mage went crazy during teleportation and would blow up his space channel.

Especially those legendary mages.

So the two sides are tacit understanding, but there must be a mage who secretly used it, like Adrian.

"The branch president of the Mage Association used the teleportation array when he was in a hurry to go back last time." Adrian whispered, "Although he was careful to hide, he was still discovered. After all, the mages and undead in this world The difference is so obvious. There are only so many high-level mages, and you can guess who it is."

Hill understands what Adrian is talking about. As the branch president of the Mage Association, they all feel that they can use the teleportation array when they are in a hurry, so of course they can do it even more.

But Hill smiled happily, and it was useless to go back, it just blew up the pot.

The Mage Association is still entangled with the Warlock Tower, hoping they can change their minds.

It's a pity that the tempers of the warlocks don't make sense at all.

At the beginning, they could bear it because they really had no choice.

But if they really had a chance, they would be the quickest to act after they made up their minds.

In the chaotic camp, making a decision is the fastest.

Moreover, people in the chaotic camp will never look back on what they have discarded.

Of course, maybe after a while, some warlocks will change their minds on a whim.

But it may take another ten thousand years for this group of warlocks to unify their opinions again after ten thousand years, and then sit together to make changes.

If a person in the chaotic camp has patience and does one thing slowly, it must be that this thing brings him more pleasure than anything else in the world.The Mage Association has no such value.

After the brief exchange between the two, they stopped talking.

Fran made a move.

Although he kept silent all the time, his mental strength was always released, and everyone who knew what was supposed to come had come.

Flange has communicated with this round blank material countless times, and every thread is infiltrated with his spiritual power.

Hill watched as Fran activated the magic circle. In the colorful light, the ball floating directly above the magic circle was slowly changing its shape.

Hill quickly saw that it was a crystal ball.

Or should it be called Magic Ball?

Hill didn't know what spells Fran chose, but he could see some elemental attributes.

On the crystal ball, various colors of light flowed extremely fast, and Hill's mental strength was tense to feel the sections of the crystal balls that were filled one by one.

Adrian moaned softly beside him.

Hill knew he couldn't keep up.

At this time, the spiritual power of the wizard is completely insufficient.

The speed of the flange is too fast.

But Fran will definitely ask him later what he saw. Adrian doesn't know what he should see and Fran will be satisfied.He panicked a little.

Hill didn't think about it any more, and he couldn't keep up.

Fran's so many years of alchemy research have made his mental power extremely solid, and his spell switching speed is very fast.

No matter how strong Hill's mental strength is, he still finds it a bit difficult.

But Hill could feel that Fran's choice of spells had been carefully considered.

At the very least, the mutual generation and mutual restraint between spells has definitely been noticed.

The complex magic circle that Fran carved on the ground, the reason why the symbols are messy, is because it can provide all kinds of elemental power.

After Hill couldn't keep up, he withdrew his mental power and deeply imprinted the magic array in his mind.

This kind of legendary formation cannot be taught, and one can only analyze it slowly in the spiritual sea.

Like the undead, by enlarging the phantom and then engraving it according to the picture, it is impossible to engrave a high-level formation above the legend.

Because if you don't understand anything, some runes that represent laws can't be written at all.

It will ignore you.

Even if you see its existence, people who don't know it just can't recognize it or remember it clearly.

But for most alchemists, the high-level formation diagram may not be able to touch it in a lifetime, so the undead kind is more enviable.

　Finally lifted my spirits, and then!
Where's my ticket?
Eh?
Where's my ticket? ?

　
(End of this chapter)