Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 579 Leaving the Vortex and Entering the Undead Swamp

Hill took Terry to the farm outside the city early the next morning.

They spent half a day here.

The main reason is that Terry discovered that Hill planted a lot of fruits and nuts outside the Northland, and he was a little greedy.

Fortunately, Hill's main purpose was still the staple food, so even if Terry squatted on the tree and dried up more than half of the fruits, Hill didn't feel much.

Anyway, Terry didn't eat many fruits and nuts from the Northland. With these things, the roadside hotel prepared by Hill can be opened.

As long as people stay, they will be interested in the temple of Aglea.

In a place like Faerun, as long as it is not an evil god, many people will show respect to the gods they see, even if they have never seen them before.

But there are too many gods in this world, and most people can't guarantee that they know all the gods.

When I returned home in the afternoon, Hill received many invitations in his mailbox.

He took a thick stack of letters and went back to the study with Terry.

Terry looked at the tall walls of books on three sides in surprise, scratched his head and said, "Do you like reading so much? I brought some with me when I went out this time. I can't show you the dragon language magic, but I can copy everything else for you." one serving."

Hill nodded briskly: "Of course it's the best. I basically bought all the books that are available in Silvermoon City, except for those antique books."

"Ancient human books are really useless." Terry spread his hands, "unless they are made of gold."

Hill knew that Terry not only wanted to repay his life-saving grace, but also the future dragon's lair.

So he simply accepted all the rewards from Terry, otherwise, for Terry, Hill's kindness was a bit too heavy.

Even if you are a friend, you can't owe too much to a certain party. The pressure will make people feel afraid to see their friends again.

Seeing that Hill readily accepted, Terry acted more calmly.

He leaned over to look at the invitation in Hill's hand: "Who is this?"

"It's from the auction house." Hill smiled, "The harvest season is here, and they're going to hold an autumn auction, and I'm invited to participate."

"Are you going?" Terry asked interestedly. "What do they sell?"

"In autumn, of course, it's mainly special products from all over the world." Hill threw down the invitation card, "especially all kinds of spices that are priced like gold."

Terry was stunned for a moment, and lost interest immediately. He had just come out of Hill's farm and knew what was there.

Hill found a few more invitations, all from the great mages invited by the black stick.

This kind of method is generally to cast a wide net, as long as it is a well-known archmage in Silvermoon City, it will be invited to the banquet. some people.

Although the main force of this expedition must be the Archmages of Waterdeep City, there are quite a few people in Silvermoon City.

Hill directly threw those invitations aside.

"Why didn't Black Rod invite you?" Taili asked curiously, "Are you much stronger than these guys?"

"The city they plan to explore must have something to do with elves." Hill said with a sneer, "How dare they invite me? A person with golden elf blood who looks like a natural mage?
Everyone knows that the golden elves who come out for trials must have a protector behind them. "

"You don't need protection, do you?" Terry asked bluntly, "Your parents may not be as strong as you!"

Hill couldn't help laughing: "There are still people who are better than me, no matter which side the elders are."

Tai Li was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of his parents: "That's true, your blood is very strong at first glance.

But there is no need to protect a legend!Just give you a means of escape. "

It seems that dragons treat their children like this.

Hill shook his head: "The elves are different, especially the golden elves. If the younger generation is stronger, they will send a guardian of a different profession.

It doesn't have to be better than me, but it must be good at leading people away or be able to quickly notify the family for help.

At my level, who can kill me directly?
Always make it to the rescue.

The concealment methods of the elves are not necessarily less than those of the shadow walkers. As long as there is a green place, my guardian is likely to be hidden.

So the stronger I am, the more worried they are.

If I stay any longer, it is likely that Black Rod will come to the door himself, and he knows the elves' traditions very well. "

In the last paragraph, Hill said something meaningful.The father of Kelben, the black stick, was a half-elf, but the branch he was born in has completely fallen, and Kelben is almost the only heir.

So he is actually very clear that the golden elves who come out to travel will always be followed by one or even several guardians, the difference is only in the ability of the family.

Although Hill didn't, Black Rod wouldn't believe it.

As for Alustri, she will not tell others about Hill's true origin.

Although Kyle is her brother-in-law, he is also a competitor of Silvermoon City and the lord of Waterdeep City.

Hill's identity is not a life-threatening matter. The lady with a lot of eyes will not share it with others casually, and she doesn't want anyone to offend Hill too badly.

It sounds like he has no backing, but this mage's own ability is very strong.

Even if it was her, she wouldn't directly confront a god, but she had seen gods in saint mode.

For the powerful divine power in the starry sky, the saints are indeed weak, but for them, they are still very strong.

She remembered that the Goddess of Magic said that her saint form was about the same strength as a weak divine power.

In other words, Hill's ability is at least comparable to that of the saint, so he treats Woking so arrogantly.

The most troublesome thing is that he is a half-elf, which is the best reason for Corellon to make a move.

The Northland used to belong to the elves. Who knows if the elves and gods will not be willing to intervene.

Hill pondered for a long time why Alastriol always thought he didn't exist, and then slowly figured out these twists and turns.

It's not that he can't figure it out, but it just takes a long time to think about it.

And people like Ailastriol, almost when they saw Hill appear, they determined their attitude and arrangements for him.

Terry lay down on the floor at once: "That's not okay, don't be the last to contribute, the benefits will all go to that black-hearted guy."

Hill nodded and began to write a letter to Lynn, informing him that he would be going to the Undead Swamp soon, and then send him a letter when he stabilized.

Hill felt that with his own abilities, he should be able to gain a foothold in the Undead Swamp soon, and places like the post office would naturally be willing to come over.

As long as it is safe, these places will not stop making money.

Hill pondered for a while, then changed his clothes and went to buy a round of wine and fresh meat. Then he packed everything and left Silvermoon City with Tai Li in the early morning of the third day.

Hill didn't hide his departure, and took out his alchemy carriage when he left Nancheng.

Terry liked the carriage very much, and almost wanted to restore the dragon shape in it, but was rejected by Hill decisively.

Hill didn't plan to take the water route. Although he did have a boat, his boats were all made by the undead, which was too unique in this world.

He decided to build a traditional multi-masted sailing ship when he arrived in the Undead Swamp.

The distance between Silvermoon City and the Undead Swamp was not close, and Hill's carriage was already fast, but it was already dusk when they reached the road on the edge of the swamp.

"Huh?" Terry, who jumped out of the car first, said in surprise, "The undead here are pretty weak! Why are so many people scared?"

"But there are so many..." Hill got off the carriage and looked at the marsh sea on the west side of the road.

It wasn't such an evil existence, but it was desolate and hateful enough.

The wind that blows over carries their hatred.

"How do you plan to solve this problem?" Terry asked a little at a loss, "You can't completely destroy them! They are also victims, and they didn't leave their territory.

No matter how ugly and terrifying these undead and beasts are, if they don't intend to hurt you, you can't let them fly away!
If so many innocent souls dissipate, Faerun will curse you. "

Hill smiled and nodded: "Don't worry! I won't think about regaining this place right away.

We have plenty of time. "

Hill didn't plan to intervene too much, he chose his camp on the east side of the main road.

It was too late, Hill took Taili to choose a suitable open space, and directly used the maze forest formation.

Terry looked curiously at the forest and the stone maze wall that appeared directly, and was a little eager to try.

Hill threw him a pass ring: "Take it well, this ring can automatically become bigger and smaller, and it will hang on your claws when it becomes a dragon.

Don't challenge the maze. If you like it, I will build a bigger one outside the lair you choose. You can play in it every day.

I have something to do tonight. "

Terry's eyes wandered: "I don't want to play. But if you say that, I'm really interested."

Hill glanced at him, looked up at the mist that had begun to spread on the west side of the main road, frowned, and simply raised his hand and put the Water Mystery Lock there.

The dense fog also covered the main road. After thinking about it, Hill commanded the magic lock to let out the space above the main road.

He originally wanted to change the setting so that people could enter from one side, and then be sent directly to the other side by the fan lock, so that everyone would save trouble and effort.

But thinking about it carefully, I think it may scare these passers-by.

After all, this is the Undead Swamp.

"Eh?" Terry asked in amazement after careful observation, "You are a fan lock? How did you get it out? Since the fall of Mythrien, no one has ever made it out!"

Xier raised the ring on his left hand: "With him here, I am very proficient in magic circles and the like."

Taili glanced at the plain silver ring, and realized in the second half of a beat: "This is Mythrien's ring? No! It doesn't look like his power. I thought it was a space ring made by yourself!"

Hill was stunned for a moment, then directly used the mansion technique, and greeted Terry to go in together: "Go in and rest first! Let's take a look at the specific environment here tomorrow morning."

　Update on time~
　
(End of this chapter)