Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 432 Change the welcome ceremony, can you?

Hill couldn't control his anger and kicked the books away.

All the nobles and high-level professionals in Gurns World died, and few of them were innocent.

Ordinary people, however, are innocent.

They just lived in a false world, risking their lives for the so-called glorious wars of the nobility, and throwing away their families and careers for the little benefits that the nobility leaked out.

Hill can conclude from the book that the families here live well, and the average person has never been poor or even suffered much.

Therefore, in order to keep a happy life and prevent other nobles from defeating their main family, most ordinary people went to the battlefield full of faith.

And these aristocrats, the only evaluation of these lords who sacrificed their lives for themselves is that the crystallization of souls is much more valuable than those disobedient idiots.

Even if occasionally a wise person discovers the truth of the matter, they only dare to dig a little in the chivalrous novels.

In other words, some people have resisted, but when the right to speak is in the hands of the nobles, it is impossible to have any written records.

Hill pondered that he must find more miscellaneous notes of mages. Mages in this world are more indifferent than Trashiel's, but hate nobles even more, so there should be something to read.

Those history books of the nobility, Hill thought they were dirty, so even if he bought them in the future, he would just throw them aside.

I don't know if there is any people's uprising in this world, or if it was suppressed by that unspeakable god.

In a fantasy world, people at the bottom try their best, but most of them only end up with the heroic point of death.

In Salar, no matter what the gods are, as long as the nobles are dissatisfied, there will be big nobles who will lead the rebellion.

Of course they know that the gods are powerful, but Trasil's gods always only seek the culprit.

And if the god himself did something wrong, such as the god of nobility, not all of the nobles of his own country who split with him were his subordinates.

But because of his own mistakes, except for the part of the nobles who voluntarily returned, he gave up on remerging the City of Sighs back to Dionisio.Then I discussed with William, and I would rather waste my divine power to open up mountains and expand a part of the territory to the south.

Humans in the world of Trasil actually have a strong trust in gods, such as contracts, they are very proficient in using them.

Even if you don't believe in a god, you won't have much dissatisfaction with the god, and you will shout for the blessing of that god when you encounter related events.

But in this world, humans seem to think that devils are more trustworthy than gods.

In the long and stinky family history of the Daly family, there has never been a prayer to the gods, but I have enough respect for the wizards around me. It is a pity that the stupidity of a certain patriarch brought disaster to the family , even the only support has disappeared.

In the future, I don't know how many generations of efforts will be needed to return to the ranks of the great nobles.

No wonder a baron family can establish their territory at the center of the world.They turned out to be descended from the great nobles.

In this world, the original territory of the nobility cannot be deprived even by the king.

This is the confidence for these nobles to dare to do anything wrong. No matter how pretentious they are, nobles will always be nobles.

Hill leaned on the sofa and sighed helplessly. In such a world, the breath of the abyss would be so strong, which is quite normal.

He turned over and sat up, took out a pen and paper, and wrote out the outlined history.

Gernes's will in this world is a bit strange, he doesn't seem to care about anything.

If it was Trasil, it would be impossible to tolerate the devil doing so arbitrarily in his own world.

Hill didn't know why Gerns did it, but William better not take him too seriously.

Hill opened the window and asked a guard who happened to be passing by where William was. Hill feared that the king would run to the disguised palace ahead.

Since the opening of the camp defense circle, the king's guards have started patrolling again.

Their main mission is to prevent the undead from causing trouble, and they also have to guide these guys who can't read the map.

The aborigines of Salar, so far, the biggest doubt is, these undead are so powerful, why many of them don't know their way.

Forget about the central city and the national capital Xlot, after all, it is indeed a bit complicated, especially the central city, which is divided into upper and lower levels.

Although it is unbelievable to fall off the edge of the floating ladder, it can always be understood.

But in some small towns with only two or three roads and the clear camp outside the gate of the abyss, the undead still couldn't find the north, which shocked too many natives.

Later, no matter what the city was, Salar would send guards to patrol the city, and the main task was to lead the way for the undead.

Not only the city directly managed by the king, but also many nobles, after opening the teleportation array for convenience, they all went directly to the Temple of Time and Space to apply for a magic array covering the whole city to control these people who suddenly walked over for some reason. Very easily overexcited guy.

Therefore, the Salar people are very used to it, and suddenly there is a divine light around them, and then there is a burnt smell.I didn't even bother to watch.

So even in this world, as long as William is around, these guards don't have to worry about controlling these undead by themselves, as long as they patrol, they can guide the strange undead who are lost.

The guard picked up the silver and black tablet in his hand and inquired: "Mr. Hill, His Majesty the King is still in the Stone Palace."

Isn't that the nickname given to that disguised palace by the undead?You just used it so directly!
Hill smiled helplessly, got up and walked towards the big rock.

William also quietly changed the location of his residence, and the outer huts were quietly placed on the six sharp corners.

Hill estimated that these houses belonged to the undead mages, no, they should be the space-time warlocks among the undead.

This is obviously the arrangement of a divine formation, but some similar-looking alchemy huts nearby cover up most of the six-pointed star point.

Hill could tell not only because he was a master alchemist, but also because the huts were either made by him or by Fran.

All six points were done by Fran, and Hill knew it when he saw it.

Hill walked to the stone palace, and a door quietly opened beside him.

William sat on the throne and looked at him with a sideways smile: "Hill, what's the matter?"

Hill took out a few pieces of paper he had summarized: "This is the chronicle of an ordinary nobleman nearby and the mage next to him, I think His Majesty the King should take a look.

Maybe His Majesty the King already knew a lot of things before coming here, but there are some things that are different when he sees them with his own eyes. "

William took the paper and looked at it carefully, then couldn't hold back, and crumpled the paper into pieces.

"Your Majesty?" Spencer reminded suspiciously, "Mr. Hill is still here!"

"I'm not aiming at him!" William said coldly, "Sill knows it himself. This shit world! No wonder that Gerns ran so fast!
What's the matter with him?Does World Tree know that this world is a born devil? "

"Compared to being a born devil, I think that there may be something wrong when forming the will of the world." Hill sighed and said, "In that moon ring, the sleeping kindness is the silver moon, and the fallen There is nothing wrong with the sun god. If Guerns had a congenital problem, it would be impossible for a good god to be born in this world."

William waved his hand, and the pages returned to their original state. He handed them to Spencer: "Look at it, and then distribute it to the undead. Be more prepared for the guests who are coming soon."

He sighed quietly: "Also, let the undead not only record spell books, but also all such historical miscellaneous notes. I need to take a look.

I have to have an impression of noble surnames in this world. "

"Our camp, isn't it that camps other than neutral cannot enter?" Spencer took a few glances, then asked hoarsely, "This kind of nobleman, even a child, is born with original sin, right? It's impossible to be neutral."

"If it was in Trasil, I certainly don't think anyone can cover my sight, but this is Gurns, the will of the world doesn't even know how he became like this, and tricked me into a different world What's the problem with your demigod?"

Hill knew that William was going to appear as a demigod, not a future god.

When the magic fire is not ignited, in fact, the two look similar, except that William can fight a few.

Hill took out the thick Baron Daly's family history: "It has the names of all the nobles in this country, they are barons, and basically all the names of the nobles in the territory are on it.

Other countries have not yet, and the Daly family is not qualified for diplomacy. "

William took it directly, turned to that section a few times, and quickly glanced: "Those guys are very close to here, and they will be there in an hour. Spencer, have you arranged for someone to meet you?"

"Of course. I asked Xue Yunfeng to take the golem team out to meet him." Spencer said lightly, "I regret it now. I should find that perfect bald head. Their family's wild boar team is more suitable."

Hill couldn't help but glanced at Spencer. The difference between the two teams was not in size or power, but in control.

The group of black roses didn't plan to take care of their own big pigs at all, and their mount was actually very proud of being called a wild boar from a magic pig.

The golem squadron can stay still, but the wild boar squadron can easily attack with rage.

After all, the huge baby pigs led by this wild boar team are all the cubs of the Duchess.

Throwing them into the stinky quagmire is their routine when they get angry.

Hill looked at Spencer with anger in his eyes, and then suddenly realized that for the Spencer family, who were proud of being noble knights, they really only felt that these nobles from other worlds were not worthy to be compared with them.

"Actually, there is still time for a change." Hill said softly, "They are all in the camp with the bald head."

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