Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 507 Confirming that he is indeed not a mage's Hill
Hill glanced at the sky, dawn was coming soon.

"As soon as the dawn rises, you attack the Winter Goddess." He told Alice, "Just hit it once, it doesn't matter if you die or not."

"There are no offensive spells in the ball." Alice was a little embarrassed, "It seems to have been used too much before, I was too excited, and I will pay attention next time."

"It's okay, there is an oil painting." Hill pointed to the huge oil painting hanging behind him, "He will directly follow you and attack."

Generally speaking, to be able to become an artifact, one has a strong spirituality and is able to think independently.

It's just that most artifacts are not interested in communicating with the outside world.

But if someone who doesn't suit their wishes dares to touch them, it will basically only create a disaster.

Hill's artifact oil painting is very kind. If Hill has any reasonable request, he will do it.

It's probably because those who created his divine power have a good impression of Hill.

The Ring of Winter in Hill's hand is not good. Although it is polite to Hill, it must be controlled by Hill himself. Like today, it is impossible for him to attack the oil painting by himself.

That's another price.

As for the Supreme Good Talisman, this kind of single-function artifact rarely has a flow of thought, even if he is spiritual, he will not show any performance, and Hill has not used it, and he has not used it in the face of evil devils. I am dissatisfied.

Alice nodded in satisfaction. She was actually a little hostile to the Winter Goddess.

It may be because Aglaia is actually in charge of a part of Trasil's ice system law, and is trying to occupy all the relationships.

If Trasil can't give birth to an ice god before she succeeds, then it will depend on whether Aglaia will separate her gods in the future.

Alice, in fact, has already regarded these gods who conflict with Aglaia's priesthood as enemies.

On the contrary, Hill, because he knew of their existence long ago, didn't think there was anything wrong.

But for Hill, what he couldn't understand the most was whether the relationship between Alice and Aglaia was good or not. The two of them would fight when they met each other, and they would always quarrel in the air.

Not to mess with each other in big things is the only thing Hill wants from them, but now it doesn't seem to be the case.

Hill sighed softly. Don't even think about his straight male thinking. The relationship between women is too complicated, whether they are mature or not.

Hill waited quietly, the meteor shower was over, and the two below seemed to have regained their close relationship, and began to attack Hill's defensive circle again.

But the goddess of winter Oona no longer leaned against the Storm King Ross, but slashed feebly ten meters away.

Hill felt that she had finally figured it out. If she really got the Ring of Winter, this Ross would not give it up to her.

Although there are only wind and thunder elements, Ross still chose to snatch part of the priesthood of the Winter Goddess. Hill suspected that it was the cold wind or something.

Then if he has the Ring of Winter that can control ice and snow, wouldn't Ross also grab the priesthood of ice and snow?

Los is actually exactly the same as Talos in the main body, possessing endless greed.

Nothing can override the power he wields.

That Los was attacking very seriously, and the lightning flashed on his hammer, which was much more serious than before the hunter was killed.

At the very least, Liszt felt a little pressure, and went down to look at the stock of the spar.

Probably these evil gods really thought that Hill would go out to have a look before the defensive circle was shattered.

After all, that Amber's body has been lying on the edge of the magic circle, and many people can't help but go closer to see their results.

It's a pity that Hill had long suspected that enemies had been mixed into his magic circle, so how could he be so stupid as to go out to die.

Knowing that there is danger, but still wanting to show off one's own strength, that is the evil god's fault, normal mages would not be so boring.

It is the mage's operation to walk out of the magic tower for a few days after the dust settles to observe.

However, if it was the hunter, Hill didn't think he would be killed easily.

Although the body of an ordinary legendary mage is not as strong as a legendary knight, it is still enough to reach the body of a sky knight.

It's just that they haven't been trained in martial arts, so they have no use other than being strong.

Just like Adrian, who always called the mage delicate and weak, is actually much stronger than ordinary knights.

How strong is an elemental body? Just think about those undead who can wrestle with their companions. They don't know what professions they fight.

Hill felt that they would send the hunters to deal with him, probably treating Hill as an ordinary legendary mage.

But now Hill has a thick skin, even if he uses a legendary weapon, if he only cuts flat, he won't even have a white mark.The hunter obviously intended to assassinate Hill with his claws, and there was probably no other result except for a few fingernails that fell off directly.

Hill slowly delineated the source of the mastermind behind the scenes, obviously from the previous world, and didn't know Hill was a warlock.

Warlocks are inherently stronger than mages in terms of physical fitness, so hunters will be more vigilant against warlocks.

With his temper of running for his life for three thousand miles in case of trouble, he might not even sneak into the defensive circle to take risks.

Alice sat upright all of a sudden, and Hill looked at the sky. Sure enough, the night sky had begun to fade slowly.

Hill felt that Alice was getting closer to the sun and was very sensitive to sunrise and sunset.

He held the talisman and stared closely at Ross below.

Alice looked up, and took out the same amulet from her chest, and pressed it against the window with the tip of her claws.

She just likes the refreshing feeling of swinging the ball with her claws, not because she can't use mental power to control it.

At dawn, the crystal ball behind Alice hit the Winter Goddess directly.

The fast-spinning golden ball hit her head almost instantly, and the Winter Goddess quickly retreated with a scream.

Hill suppressed his desire to laugh, and pointed the talisman at Ross who was looking back in panic.

The Winter Goddess actually put most of her defensive power on her face. She didn't expect Alice to hit her forehead this time.

Ross actually reacted to Hill's attack, but even if he used all his strength to protect himself with lightning, it would be useless to turn himself into a lightning dwarf. The Charm of Goodness is a probabilistic artifact. As long as he is hit, no matter how he defends, it is useless .

Seeing Rose screaming and being dragged directly to the ground, the Winter Goddess turned and ran away clutching a small piece of her head, but unfortunately she was still hit by the long-awaited oil painting to strike the evil and completely paralyzed on the ground.

"Do you want to kill her completely?" Alice's pure gold ball was flying in the air, and Hill was a little worried about her eagerness to try.

If it was Alice in the past, she would definitely not want to take the opportunity to kill all the enemies. During the time she went out with Merkel, she really changed a lot.

In fact, sometimes Hill can understand why Merkel is so relieved to go to retreat by herself this time. Although Alice has been a lot lazy here at Hill, it can be seen that she has learned a lot of methods in recent years, and her heart is also calm. Not so soft anymore.

There are always some men who have problems with self-awareness, even a male leopard can’t get rid of this split: when women are not strong enough, I hope they learn to be independent, and when women are really strong, they will naturally take back the love and pity in the past up.

What they can really feel sorry for is a poor and lovely woman who knows nothing.

Even if these toughness is only for the toughness he pretended to be.

Hill smiled: "For the sake of the Winter Ring, don't embarrass the Frost Maiden who is watching from outside.

The existence of Rose has already made her very ashamed, so don't do it too badly. "

Alice nodded, the talisman on her fingertips glowed slightly, and the winter girl was also dragged underground. By the time she was able to struggle out, this world should have come to an end.

"Sir, what about the corpse outside?" Liszt asked softly.

Hill glanced at it, and saw that the place where Amber was was already smashed to pieces by a burning meteorite. If she hadn't fallen and was surrounded by sea water, the place would have been completely burned.

"Where's the fake leopard?" Alice asked.

"It's the spoils of killing vines, and he has found a place to absorb them under the magic tower." Liszt bent down and replied.

"Don't worry about it, give the beasts a chance." Hill replied flatly, "Anyway, it's already cooked.

Even if there are still residues, those big trees can also absorb them. "

He raised his hand, summoned a gust of wind, sent a large number of sunflower seeds over, and used the blessing of nature with most of his strength.

Although the nearby flowers and trees violated the laws of nature, they grew up in the ice and snow in an instant, with lush green leaves and bright flowers.

But even if this sea god is just a false god, the divine power exuded is enough to make these plants no longer afraid of the cold.

Hill planted some thorny bushes over there, and no matter what happened, they couldn't be seen from the magic tower.

He didn't intend to touch Amber's corpse at all. What he destroyed was only the incarnation of the law, and the law itself was fine. If the opponent was powerful, it would be easy to condense another similar existence.

So Hill would rather let the corpse be eaten by wild beasts than take it back for research.

Alice relaxed and went to lie down on the sofa. She felt that she had done a good job today and she needed to reward herself for relaxing.

Hill turned to Liszt and said, "No wonder my grandfather always thinks that I'm not a real alchemist, and I'm indeed very different from a mage."

Liszt couldn't help laughing.

Adrian's spirit of adventure is stronger than Hill's, and if Fran is here, he will never allow himself to give up the corpse of a god, even if there are sequelae, he has to study it.

Hill was a spoiled kid who really didn't want to use dead bodies for research.

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