Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 577 The Bell That Awakens Terry
When the first ray of autumn wind gently blew over Silvermoon City, the crazy dragons suddenly started rushing to the north collectively.

There are also many other dragons that have suddenly appeared on Faerûn, hoping to fend off those who might still be able to save their kind.

The power of the dragon madness suddenly weakened. Except for the controlled dragon, the other dragons could control their minds and appear on the ground for a short time.

The dracolich Sammaster seemed to be in some trouble.

The wailing of the dragons spread throughout the continent, and many of them lost friends and relatives.

Even the five-color dragons couldn't help but show up to see if their neighbors were still alive, but most of them could only sigh and let out a mournful roar.

The two giant dragons hiding in Silvermoon City also whizzed by every day, as if they were testing their own limits of tolerance outside the mystical lock.

But judging from the fact that the two of them returned home in a state of embarrassment an hour later, it was not yet time to completely end.

Although he didn't know what happened, Faerun had long been used to one or several heroes that would appear every once in a while.

The bards have already started planning to travel north to see what happened before the cold winter.

Creatures like the Child of Destiny are really terrifying. No matter how powerful an existence is, even with powerful divine power, they can only stay aside and watch.

Without a specific person, it is impossible to find the truth.

Even though all the gods knew the location of the high elf city where the dragon madness was created, they couldn't find it when they got there.

The city that has fallen into the rift of time and space, unless it is a specific person selected by the will of the world, otherwise, even Corellon, the father of the elves, cannot be found.

As for the residence of Sammaster, the northern wilderness castle under the cover of the five-color dragon, no one knows.

However, that vanished elf city was the original inventor of Dragon Madness, and the elf hero who pulled the most powerful dragon from the altar with the life of the elves in the entire city as a sacrifice.

When Sammaster got the dragon mad lock, he also left his only weakness there.

So even if it's not as strong as Sammaster, this hero squad can still be the master for a while in the end.

The tragedies and comedies dominated by the Slate of Fate are indeed compelling, but Hill definitely doesn't want to be an actor in them.

He seized the time to learn everything he wanted, and decided to leave Silvermoon City and go to the Undead Swamp before the extreme winter came.

74 was also an eventful year. After people discovered that the dragon that threatened them the most had suffered heavy losses, they began to make their own fabrications.

That is to say, the world of Toril is too powerful, whether it is the devil or the devil, they can only do things in a certain area, otherwise there will not be so many ambitious people who dare to borrow the power of the devil or the devil.

Most of next year's troubles are the result of these cities' intrigue and wrangling with each other, and it is suitable to leave the cities and go to the wilderness.

As long as Hill is not tempted, no one can drag him into the water!
Hill decided to give up those interesting alchemy products for the time being, and get out his magic book Chapter 4 first.

Hill thought for a long time, and chose Levitation as the first spell in this chapter.He still didn't give up on Floating Void City, and planned to try to see if he could make a simplified version.

Then the second spell is naturally the flying spell.

The third is accurate teleportation.

The fourth Hill put a wall of thorns. For Hill, who has many kinds of thorn magic plant contracts, this spell has been strengthened a lot.

If he really wants to summon a mansion that exists in reality, instead of only entering the dimensional space, he needs to increase his defense ability.

The fifth Hill used real eyes.This spell can see things as they really are.

Hill really doesn't want to entertain guests who hide their heads and feet, and this spell can help him fend off many uninvited guests.

The sixth is blindness.In fact, it is to cover the entire area with phantoms and cannot be detected by scrying spells.

The seventh is the phase gate.Hill didn't know what the result would be, but he really wanted to see if he could make his house pass through wood or stone through an invisible path.

If it can be done, even if it's just a small villa, Hill won't have any regrets.

For the eighth spell, Hill used the early warning spell.

All of this is in service of the ninth spell: the mansion spell, which Hill has placed a lot of expectations on.

But Hill left the ninth page unfinished, and he couldn't complete this step in Silvermoon City.

Especially when many archmages are present.

Many people seem to be interested in the invitation of Black Rod Kelben's expedition, but they don't trust each other very much, so they can only place the place of discussion in Silvermoon City.

Although Alaszhuo's means are very vicious, but her credit is still believed by many people.

No fool would go into that Kelben guy's black tower.

But what makes Hill feel terrible is that these archmages never came out when the dragon was raging.

The legendary mage who was willing to hold a speech conference and teach ordinary mages how to deal with dragons was already the most positive.

The other people who participated in dealing with the dragon were all mages closely related to Silvermoon City.

Instead, it was the temptation of the benefits offered by the black stick that made these people come out.

Hill sat on a bench in the courtyard, looked up at the fallen leaves flying, and the autumn leaves turned yellow, and couldn't help but think of the president of the Mage Association in Trasil.

If he came to the world of Toril, he would be considered an enthusiastic person!

At least he would be willing to do something for his own world.

Even if it's just not wanting to owe your own world, it still feels a little human.

Although the mages on Faerun's side also have leaders like Alustri, they seem to be a little more selfish and cold.

Hill can sometimes feel that for the high-ranking mages in this world, those who don't kill casually are considered good people.

Even if he has the power in his hands, he turns his hand into clouds and his hands into rain. He likes to use the lives of ordinary people as pawns.

As for the safety of the world, there are gods all over the sky!
The mages of the Toril world have handed over the management of the world to the gods.

So even though the disaster of the dragon has not passed yet, they already planned to form a group to explore the lost city and look for treasures while the dragon had no time to look after him.

Kyle the Black Rod wanted the city, the others didn't.

The reason why a meeting must be held to discuss is to ensure that there is at least a peace agreement when exploring dangerous places.

As for the conspiracy and tricks after the end of the expedition, assassination and treasure hunting, that is another matter.

Hill is actually a little confused about what happened recently. He was not taught like this since he was a child. Fran kept telling him that mages can ignore politics, but they cannot ignore human life and death.

That is the root of the mage, even if it is extraordinary, it cannot be forgotten.

Hill really wanted to know where his grandfather was now, and whether he would appear in Toril.

If he appeared in this world, what would he say to the mages of Toril?

Autumn is not over yet, and the fallen leaves are still fluttering with peace of mind, and there are deafening explosions from the north.

Hill was at the university at this time listening to the last part of his lectures, and winter was coming, and many classes were coming to an end.

Even if there is a fan lock in Silvermoon City, most people can only stay at home during the extreme winter.

When the spring comes, the various courses will be a reincarnation.

Hill no longer needs to guard the university classroom every day, he has listened to all the lectures that should be attended.

In the future, like other archmages, they can only come to Silvermoon City to listen to lectures during the speech conference.

The lecturer in front was also frightened. The mage's perception was very high, and he could feel that it was an explosion coming from a very far away place.

But such a violent noise made people wonder which big city was blown up.

The people who looked at each other were finally relieved of their doubts in the voice of Elastre.

A gentle but powerful female voice spread throughout the city: "Residents of Silvermoon City! The plague of dragons is over.

From now on, there will never be any dragons who go crazy because of dragon madness!
Sammaster, the dracolich of all intrigues, has been slain.

Residents of Silvermoon City!Cheers!
But please also give our sincere thanks to our hero: Warrior Dawn Greybrook!A team of heroes led by Warlock Karasendris!
Thank them for never giving up on finding the truth about this terrible event, and thank them for putting their lives together to bring peace to the entire world!

Residents of Silvermoon City!Offer your most heartfelt blessings and prayers to the heroes!"

The lecturer standing in front of the classroom shouted happily: "Today is a good day, let's stop the lecture! I won't charge for the previous class."

He walked out happily, not knowing who he was going to congratulate.

Hill suspected that he might have made such an insane decision because he had a dragon friend.

He felt that the lecturer would regret it tonight, and today was a lecture on 5-ring spells.

Each of them basically copied one.

Hill thought for a while, put away the pen and paper, turned around and went home.

There is also a child in his family who needs to be woken up.

When Hill walked up to Taili, he first picked up his own chessboard. He looked at the beautiful chess pieces with golden dragon patterns and the obsidian chessboard with exquisite and beautiful patterns, and put them away happily.

Such a natural pattern with a hint of coercion is really rare. Fortunately, Taili is still a teenager, and the dragon pressure is not strong.

Hill first canceled the powerful sleep technique on Taili, and then shook the bell hanging on the side with a smile when the awakening technique failed.

Sure enough, no matter what race it is, even its own snoring can be frightened, not to mention that it is an enlarged version.

Taili waved his wings directly and rushed forward, and then hit the wall in front of him.

Hill gently waved his right hand to restore the cracked obsidian wall, smiled and looked at Terry, who covered his head with his wings and wailed: "Good afternoon! Terry, it's time to get up!"

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(End of this chapter)