Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 450 The star gate that was opened again, the sudden return
Although this city is considered a big city, it is still impossible to accommodate tens of millions of undead.

Regardless of the vigor and vigor on the ground, in fact, not many mages were left behind, and most of them were flying densely in the air to watch others draw pictures.

As for the pastor, except for some men, the girls stayed outside the city.

Probably because girls are always easily moved by crying. Even though they knew that there were many experienced babies in the city, they gave up the task of entering the city by themselves.

Even many knights and swordsmen who thought they might be moved by the citizens crying for mercy stayed behind.

Even though these are NPCs in their hearts, Hongming is a natural target for killing, but there are still people who can't do it.

From Salar to Central City, these undead girls who once let them go because of the wailing and crying of the natives, and finally made them cause more trouble, although they still can't control their soft-heartedness, but they can do it. up.

Everyone who let go of the red name's begging has been sent a tracking mission by William.

The evil camp in the fantasy world is not as simple as a murderer, and the crime of massacre will not turn the name into crimson.

For many undead, that was simply a shocking education.

They will still be soft on those who cry, but they can already do it without looking or caring, and let more determined people deal with it. Isn't the advantage of the undead is that there are many people?

So they simply stayed outside the city.

Seeing that the affairs in the city were almost handled, most of the undead didn't stay any longer. They bypassed the city and chose to move on. It was easier to fight.

It would be even better if you are fighting against demons and devils. The undead really prefer the abyss and hell, and there are no taboos in fighting.

Unlike the center of the world, which has become a wasteland, there is a straight road leading to the capital of the king of magic.

Don't worry about getting lost, and don't worry about another unbeatable guide falling from the sky, the undead happily set off along the road.

They have hardly stopped. Although every city will leave tens of thousands of undead who don't want to go on, most of them still continue to move forward with great perseverance.

Hill just went to the palace every day to check on the progress of the undead, and stayed in the shop most of the time.

Quite a few undead have come back from the dead, usually those who charged forward. Many of these people know that Hill opened a store to collect books and materials.

Hill even received several high-level magic books.

As soon as he opened it for a glance, he quickly closed the magic book relying on his strong willpower.

At this moment, the devil no longer hides his existence!

More than half of that magic book is pure hell text!

Hill bit the tip of his tongue, letting the slight pain alert him.

The legendary mage's memory is very good, he can almost be regarded as a photographic memory, but he didn't expect to deceive himself at this time.

The spell written in the devil's words appeared repeatedly in his mind. Even though the light of the silver moon stabilized Hill's spiritual sea, and the brilliance of the sun kept purifying his spiritual power, Hill would still remember this spell clearly. Casting method.

Hill quickly entered a meditative state without hesitation. He wanted to completely smash this spell model so that he would never use this spell at any time.

This is a dangerous war. Hill's spiritual sea has always been strong, but this time it is really difficult to vibrate and cut by himself.

Every sword made Hill suffer unbearably, and he, who has always been able to endure pain, couldn't help moaning.

But he still managed to completely clear this spell out of his mental sea.

Hill took a long breath and fell to the floor of the living room without moving.

After lying on the ground for more than ten minutes, Hill got up.

In this world, he rarely sweats so much when he grows up to such a big age, and he is a bit rotten.

Hill walked into the bathroom with difficulty and fell into the bathtub. Fortunately, the puppet given by Fran had high intelligence, and he just wanted to take a bath to his heart's content.

He didn't soak for a long time, feeling refreshed, Hill sealed the magic books firmly and took them directly to the palace.

Hill didn't even let Spencer pass it, and handed it to William himself: "Your Majesty, I don't know what to do with these books, they are all hell words used by the devil.

The allure is very powerful.

Just looking at it may cause you to be unable to control the use of the magic inside, but once you use it, it is tantamount to signing a contract with the devil.

If it is used too much, it is impossible to preserve the soul. "

"I see." William took the book and was silent for a while, then directly summoned a gap in space: "The God of Time and Space said I'd better not read it, just throw these things to Corellon.

He is watching from outside this universe! "

William really couldn't make the space gap appear at a precise position, but if it was just a fixed direction, there would be no problem.

As long as William brings his own divine power, it is impossible for Corellon not to see it.

"There is no way to destroy it?" Spencer frowned and asked, "Do you want me to notify the undead?"

"It's okay for them to see." William shook his head, "Let's just leave it alone."

The hell words affect the soul, but the souls of the undead can't see that evil characteristic at all.

To the devil, they are no different from mechanical puppets, and the undead in the abyss are more valuable than the undead.

Hill glanced at William: "Why is His Majesty the King in danger? The devil can't affect the gods, right?"

"How could it be completely unaffected?" William laughed, "It's just that it is easier for the gods to eliminate this influence, but if the vigilance is poor, it will be bad luck.

Aren't these natural gods in the Gurns world just so unlucky?

The sun god who was killed by the demon probably didn't even display half of his strength.

The same is true for Gurns' world will. After depriving the half affected by the devil, his incomplete tragedy is dozens of times worse than that of Trashiel. "

Hill nodded, no wonder Gurns welcomed the gods from another world without hesitation.

"When does His Majesty the King plan to leave?" Hill asked curiously, "I will go along with you."

"Soon." William laughed, "When they encounter the first city that cannot be captured immediately, I will go there with the undead who have no choice but to return.

I followed this world, not to watch the undead fight.

I also have my mission. "

Hill bowed his head and, like everyone else in the hall, paid his respects to the king.

Then silently translated in my heart: When the undead encounter a large number of demigod-level devils, they may not be able to defeat them, and they will probably die a lot.At that time, as the highest strength of Trasil's reinforcements, William had to set off with the returned undead and strangle these demons himself.

When the forces resisting the kingdom of magic are all human beings, William doesn't plan to show up.Humans in this world would not think that Trasil's visitors came to save them, but only as invaders.

But when high-level demons rise in their own cities, they will know that the clamoring Gurns world will of the undead begging them to save the world is real.

William who came forward at that time, of course, his fair and just priesthood will be supported, and the will of the various gods of Trassil, including the representatives of the undead, will be easily accepted by these humans.

Although Gurns' world will was destroyed miserably, he at least engraved in his own world laws and core consciousness that devils and demons are evil, subconscious that this world does not welcome.

If it is a world that is completely thrown into evil, then even human beings will be proud of being a devil, and even willingly merge into the abyss.

But in such a world, World Tree and Corellon would not choose to save it in this way. They would only fight the demons or devils who did such things to see if they could destroy the world directly.

The reason why these two gods pay so much attention to the world they created is because every world they create uses their origin.

If there are too many worlds falling into the abyss, not only will it affect their divine power, but it may also hurt their souls.

They created the world to make themselves stronger, not to cause trouble for themselves.

It was not too late for that day.

The undead who were about to arrive at the royal capital of the magical city were severely attacked by the devil in the royal capital's acropolis.

Overwhelming middle-level devils, huge high-level devils, and even a dozen deep-hell refiners, almost reduced the number of undead by one-fifth as soon as they met each other.

This is the worst defeat of the undead since coming to Gerns.

Hill, who was staying in his room, could already hear the loud commotion from the entire camp, and even more yelling.

He quietly walked out the door and entered his small shop.

Sure enough, soon some undead came in to sell things cursing. For them, this is really the only comfort, especially seeing those undead who have no friendly relationship with Hill can only discount their loot When it was sold to William.

The undead here at Hill soon became complacent under the envious and jealous eyes of others.Finally in the mood to fart and chat.

Hill soon heard from them that William issued an order to set off with the second batch of undead entering three days later.

Hill was stunned. Has he been in this world for three months?
Time flies so fast.

Hill waited for the star gate to open again in a complicated mood.

He sealed up a lot of magic books in the past two days, and William packed a big package and threw it to Corellon.

He stood on his attic watching the undead rushing out of the star gate.

If it was said that there were nearly [-] million undead in Gerns before, this time it really exceeded [-] million, and it was quite a lot.

William didn't give these undead people much time to adapt, and directly issued an order to set off early the next morning.

The tall king chariot was at the forefront of the team.

Hill, on the other hand, was a little frightened.

Holding the transparent cat that jumped into his arms suddenly, he tried his best to calmly walk into his carriage.

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