Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 512 The Conspirator Who Revealed His Foot

During the period when the undead were trapped in the Kingdom of Winter, Liszt could feel the occasional fluctuations outside the magic tower.

Before the undead went to the Kingdom of Winter, they handed over the camp center they built to Liszt for management.

For Liszt, who once controlled the entire territory, these relatively simple magic circles are easy to manipulate.

In fact, these magic circles are not very strong. Even if Liszt responds clearly to the fluctuations of the elements outside, it is actually difficult to detect the existence of false gods.

But people in this world couldn't understand that the undead would hand over the camp that they worked so hard to build to Hill, who was obviously not a companion.

After they sneak into the undead camp, they often hide in the shadows of the alchemy huts all over the floor, where the elemental fluctuations are more obvious.

If we talk about these false gods, Hill still needs to estimate who their original bodies are. He really has no intention of letting go of those legends who have only come to this time by relying on his own feet.

The reward offered by the Pantheon is actually not the highest on Hill's side.

But there are always people who think that a legendary mage can be easily killed as long as there are more people, even with a magic tower.

Hill suspects that the most well-informed Gold Coin Church on the mainland has concealed from these people the fact that the Four Furious Gods are actually abolished in Hill's hands.

This is the first time that Hill has killed so many people. The mage didn't come to trouble him, but swordsmen, knights, shamans, thieves, and even some God's Chosen really came.

Hill was very angry at first, but then he felt indifferent. He just took this opportunity to learn more about various professions in other worlds.

Trasil's inheritance is actually very ancient, probably because most of the professions were passed down from the elves.

Hill waved his hand lightly, and the meteor shower hit a stupid idiot again. Of course, this skill was originally called Meteorite Skyfall, but Hill also habitually followed the undead to call it Meteor Shower.

"Even if the Gold Coin Church blocked the news, so many people died, why would there be fools coming out?" Hill asked quietly, "Is there something wrong with the occupations of the last ones?"

"There are more thieves." Liszt calculated and replied immediately, "Those who can only attack the camp head-on are getting less and less, and those who come behind are all thieves who can be invisible."

"No." Hill shook his head. "No matter which world the thieves are, they are not idiots who can't beat them and insist on fighting them, unless they have some compelling reasons."

Especially those who have reached the legendary level, all of them are good at backstabbing, well-informed, and quick escape is the most basic skill of thieves.

"Although we can't see their real appearance, some of the thieves who came last are human beings, and some of them are halflings or dwarfs. They are all short."

Hill estimated that in the past two days, hundreds of legends had died in his hands.

Even if the legends in this world are worthless, they are all fake legends that are similar to the undead, it should be a big blow to the forces behind them.

Hill was stunned for a moment, "Is it a dwarf or a kobold? Not a halfling, they are a bit thicker."

Liszt tried his best to recall that although Hill's meteor shower killed people very quickly, but because they would always get burned, it was really hard to see what those short thieves looked like after they died.

But kobolds, no matter how deeply they hide, can still find something different.

It's just that these legends all died in a relatively peripheral place. Hill didn't like to have to deal with the corpses, so he dealt with them as far away as possible. Liszt just cared about whether they were really dead or not.

He nodded solemnly: "I was too careless. There are indeed some people who seem to have tails and protruding mouths! But there must be a lot of dwarfs, and some people's masks were burned first."

Hill looked up into the distance, and some small black spots appeared on the horizon.

Some sporadic undead began to fly to the camp, probably some people who didn't like the environment of the Winter Kingdom, and ran away after completing the task.

According to the habits of the undead, no matter how complicated the task is, once someone finishes it first, the big troops behind will finish it soon.

Hill smiled, the army of the undead will probably come back soon, those two false gods who have been squatting in the shadows, if they don't do something today, it will be too late.

After a few glances at the false god firmly in the shadows, Hill was a little dazed, did he overlook something?

Why does this black hand behind the scenes feel that he is bound to win his artifact?
"Are there only kobolds in this world?" Hill stood up and found a race introduction.

It just said that the kobolds are a race living in volcanoes. They are huge in number, are not afraid of fire by nature, and like mining. They are a natural evil camp.

There was no description of what he really wanted to see.

But this is impossible, if there is no support behind the Kobold, how could there be so many legendary thieves?
Hill found out the introductions of gnomes and dwarves, and found that most of them were engaged in miners and equipment manufacturing.

Especially gnomes, they have almost given up their entire hobby, making jewelry every day.

However, with the characteristics of these two races, for thousands of years, there has not been any famous equipment and jewelry known!

He stood up and found the auction brochures of the Golden Age Chamber of Commerce over the years.

This chamber of commerce likes to collect all their well-known auction products into a book and give them to some big customers for appreciation.

In fact, it is to let them prepare money earlier.

No matter which world it is in, as long as it is an auction, a slightly shrewd businessman will actually reach this point.

When Hill buys second-hand books, he often sees these exquisite booklets. He is really glad that he is not picky, and accepts all books as long as they are not available.

He looked at it for a long time. In a world with such a long history, there is really no such gorgeous jewelry that has been passed down for a long time!
Hill glanced at the Ring of Winter on his finger, the exquisite frost gemstones were shining with seductive light.

He found a book introducing races other than humans, and found a little introduction to goblins.

Goblins, in this world, turned into slaves of kobolds!

There are obviously hundreds of thousands of people, but in the end they are controlled by the kobolds who are said to have only tens of thousands of people.

Hill looked a little dazed. If the number of goblins exceeds a certain level, it will really become a disaster.

If the kobolds were really that strong, they would have already become the masters of the entire Faerun continent.

Hill glanced at the camp outside, and the faster mage had already landed on the wall of the camp.

Hill noticed that they changed direction in the air. They wanted to return to the place where their family was, but suddenly changed direction in mid-air.

These were probably undead who wanted to go back to their alchemy hut to rest, and noticed the corpses outside the camp.

After discussing in whispers for a while, they raised their hands high and built a wall of fire outside the camp.

Now, there is no need for Liszt to worry about someone pretending to be dead. The undead seem to be used to cleaning the battlefield so neatly.

Hill has long discovered that the undead cannot pick up corpses. No matter who they kill, except for the space rings and weapons in their hands, their eyes cannot see the equipment on the corpse at all.

William and the God of Time and Space have actually considered a lot, not just making the undead invisible to the blood in front of them.

Hill glanced outside, and suddenly took out a particularly luxurious set of mage equipment from the pendant.

From forehead crowns to earrings, from bracelets to armbands, everything is available.

This Salar court-style element-added jewelry was given to him by Adrian.

When Hill became a legend, Adrian gave him a lot of flashy things. His jewelry making skills were actually not as good as Melanie's, and he was completely wasting gems.

But this was Adrian's kindness, and he asked Hill to disassemble and sell it when needed, but Hill had no intention of selling this set of jewelry even when he was the poorest.

Adrian is not a person who often makes alchemy equipment by hand. This is a gift made by himself to congratulate Hill, and Hill still cherishes it very much.

But Hill is not interested in wearing it on his body. Wearing such large elemental gems in a string has no other meaning other than weight.

But today, it is very suitable for them to play.

When Hill appeared on the French window on the second floor of the magic tower with his body, one shadow in the camp fluctuated rapidly, and although there was movement in the other, it was relatively subtle.

Unlike here, it's literally telling Hill that he exists.

Probably knowing that he couldn't hide anymore, the tall figure in the shadow jumped up, and two silver lights directly pierced the crystal French window in front of Hill.

The undead on the city wall shouted angrily, and Hill was even in the mood to listen to what they were cursing.

Then he couldn't help twisting the corner of his mouth.

The thinking of the undead is really jumping!In such an anxious time, they can still shout: "Dog thief, put down that beautiful boy, or you will be 1 years old!"

Or something like "Isn't the teacher too beautiful? Why do you want to grab a man?"

Hill sighed, his curiosity was ill-timed.

The tall thief's double knives slashed directly on the crystal window, sparking a burst of violent sparks, and the fireball of the undead rushed towards his head across half of the camp.

However, Hill's attention was attracted by the small figure jumping out directly from behind the tall thief, and he almost rushed to the crystal window after following the two knives.

The cooperation is really good. Although they are not of the same race, they have a tacit understanding!

Unfortunately, all their calculations are based on the fact that the crystal window can be directly smashed by the person in front.

It's a pity that in their imagination, the mage who was scrambling to defend himself when the floor-to-ceiling windows were smashed was not directly pierced into the heart by the little thief's dagger.

The window, which looked clear and transparent, was not broken at all.

They only harvested a few dozen big fireballs.

(End of this chapter)