Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 2344 William scolded sincerely
There is nothing much to say about the outcome of the battle.

But the identity of the enemy made Hill feel confused for a moment, thinking "this world is really crazy" and "if Drefus enters the City of Death, will he be so angry that he will be resurrected?"

Even William, who was charging at the front and working hard, grimaced in dismay when he heard those people reveal their identities.

Of course, the reason why these people revealed their identities was because they were indeed from the Defense Tower.

Although they followed Dreyfus, they were another group of refugees sent out by the defense tower.

After all, Drifos's level of control was basically taught by those who plotted against him. No matter how vicious this guy is, he is just switching between the same people no matter how much he controls the situation.

Although some people will inevitably be sacrificed, the remaining ones will naturally become the people behind Dreifos... The people behind the scenes are betting that the Tower of Xia will not pay too much attention to Dreifos's men outside.

Of course, they didn't lose the bet.

But didn't win either.

Under the calculations of those with ulterior motives, those who survived finally chose the side of the equally powerful ones, and they were well aware of what an evil existence they were following.

In their eyes, Derry was the biggest fool.

And they not only have the superficial identity of the devil, but also can obtain huge benefits from another evil god, and their life is carefree... The material resources on the Tower of Despair have always been abundant, plus the necessities of life that Drefos gives them every year, the people of this mine live really comfortably.

Although there are a lot of problems in the refugee camp at the Defense Tower, more than half of the people are still fine.

Although it is useless against those who intend to do evil, the existence of Joss still allows some humanity, especially those with bottom lines, to ensure that they will not be forced to go astray.

Just like that shadowy alley… there are a lot of bad people, but there are also a lot of good people.

In fact, because the bad guys need their breath to conceal their existence, these people live quite well, at least they won't starve to death.

In this world, there is water to drink, food to eat, safety is guaranteed, and you don’t even need to find a teacher to learn magic... but you just have to live in a stinking place, so what does it matter?

But it is very difficult for people here to maintain their position.

Just like the Red Mage Tower in Sel...if you want to survive, your hands will inevitably be stained with blood, and that may even be the blood of your childhood friend who you have lived and eaten with for a long time.

Although there are indeed people who can still retain some kindness in such an environment, the vast majority of people will only become extremely indifferent in their lives until they are only moved by interests.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Undead, the people here were all blood-red enemies... and naturally their men showed no mercy at all.

If William had not intervened in time to stop them and wanted to hear what these people wanted to say, the residential area of ​​this group of people, which could not even be considered a magic tower, would have been smashed to pieces by the spells.

But this story did not move William, even though these people claimed that they were enemies of the Tower of Sea and had caused tremendous damage to the Tower of Sea.

Even Hill could tell that these losses would at most be in the hands of Drift and his faction, and were not worth even a feather on the devil's side.

However, for those who already know the story of Drifos, would they think that these people did a good job and did the right thing?
That guy is certainly not a good person, but he is a mass-produced villain!

Their speeches only made the Undead, who already wanted to annihilate them all, more motivated.

Even William couldn't control the situation at this moment... Of course, he didn't intend to control it.

The way he scratched in the air, shouted loudly but looked like his teeth were aching because no one listened, made Hill feel his teeth aching as well.

'hiss……'

Hill sighed sincerely: "What an exaggerated acting skill, who did he learn this from?"

"But he meant it sincerely." Lister commented calmly, "Every word he shouted at the undead came from the heart, including those, um... condemnations?"

Hill twitched his lips.

William was obviously venting his resentment over the years.

First there's 'You don't listen when I tell you, you don't do when you listen, and you even scold when you're wrong', and then there's 'When I tell you to go up the mountain you go down to the sea, when I tell you to look at the sun you love the moon'... There are sets of words, and they are also the sorrowful sighs from the heart.

That's right, it's a bit stupid.

No wonder every Undead who rushes forward and tries to find an opportunity to use a skill has to record a video when passing by him.

"Who is he showing this to?" Liszt couldn't help but hold his cheek.

Even though he didn't feel anything, he inexplicably felt a horrible soreness in his cheeks.

"At first, he was telling certain people what to do, but now, he's taking the opportunity to vent his hatred towards the undead." Hill sneered, "How happy he must be to have the opportunity to openly curse the undead!
Even if this adventure fails, William will want to dance happily!

I just don’t know if Shar is willing to accompany him in this silly thing.”

Liszt hesitated for a moment before saying, "But his goal is likely to be achieved because of this... Sir, Mr. William's existence is indeed very special."

Hill certainly understood why Liszt suddenly said this, and he smiled softly: "People like William should have been the protagonist."

Then he couldn't help but said with some amusement: "No matter which world they are from, when they want to attack the God of Time and Space, they always start from the relationship between them!

It's okay on Trahill's side, but we're just hoping that they'll collapse on their own over time.

But why do all these powerful divine powers treat William as a weakling? "

Feeling that William is genuinely dissatisfied with the existence of the undead, it seems that he would also be dissatisfied with the God of Time and Space... How did this logic come about?

Hill, I really can't understand it.

However, he was sure that Shar, who had some doubts about this before, no longer doubted the relationship between William and the God of Time and Space.

Speaking of which, although the Dark Night Goddess was extremely suspicious, she would test Hill, a person who had almost nothing to do with her and who she could only sit down and chat with because they had a common acquaintance, over and over again until she was satisfied.

However, if she really gives trust, it is really difficult to shake it, and she will not hesitate to plan and act according to what she is sure of.

Hill, occasionally, can understand why William fell in love with Shar with all his heart... People like him like comrades who will never stab him in the back once a trusting relationship is established.

In this multiverse, what’s the point of being kind enough to think you’re wrong because of some external factors?
Life is hard enough, who would want to bear the debt of love?
But Hill still felt that William made this choice because he was really a very traditional person...love and family were a very important part of this kind of person's future.

Hill would not have considered this.

When he saw dogs, and uh... the affectionate interactions between lovers, he would occasionally feel a little envious, but he had never included this kind of emotion in his own vision of life.

Maybe it's because the pleasure brought by deducing an interesting spell or a wonderful alchemical formula satisfies him more than anything else?

Hill quickly diverted his thoughts away from these trivial matters...it was all William's fault. He had already started to curse the undead for having nothing better to do than to snoop into his privacy, gossip about his secrets, and make up stories about him.

Hill knew what the undead had made up: William's ex-girlfriend was really very beautiful and graceful.

Every time William released a plan that displeased the Undead, the Undead would read these short stories aloud near Shar's Night Temple.

"Yes, this person?" Lister was much calmer than Hill.

After Talling was sure that William was just taking advantage of the situation, he really stopped paying attention to his ink-spouting mouth.

It was difficult for Hill to do this. As soon as William opened his mouth, he couldn't help but listen.

He followed the tip of Liszt's finger and nodded quickly: "That's right."

Although Hill couldn't see any soul light through the screen, sometimes people's reactions were the most obvious suspicious points.

Just like those people at this moment who, even though they knew the house couldn't hold out for long, were still frantically trying to get in...including some mages who had already lost their minds.

But the person pointed out by Lister had been staring at William in a corner closest to the undead.

The battlefield is now filled with the wizard's group attack spells. The knights standing in the front row are not so much defending against the enemy's surprise attack as blocking the aftermath of their own spells and the counterattacks of some clumsy knights.

Including the priests' nervous "Shield! Shield! Shield! Quickly replenish, the 3th in the 4rd row has no shield" because there were always inexplicable lightning and thunder above the heads of the knights in the first few rows.

The knights' faces were frozen, and they didn't even report the name of the mage who assassinated them as they did at the beginning.

There were simply too many and they had no interest in naming the dishes.

In a battlefield like this, there is no need for William to rush forward and hurt himself.

Therefore, the place where he was located had become the area between the mage and the priest.

If you want to see William's expression clearly, you have to take a risk.

But is there any normal person who would really endure the barrage of attacks just for this reason?
This can really kill people.

The guy was already covered in wounds, and his arm was obviously broken.

He is also a mage, there is no way he can't find a place to hide.

Moreover, these people knew that the undead were coming for them, but they never ran away. They must have a backup plan.

It’s just that the backup plan is not enough to protect so many people.

Hill had long noticed that some people seemed to be running around hiding in houses like everyone else, but in fact they had fixed targets.

(End of this chapter)