Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 620 The Beginning of the Heroic Epic

Hill sat on the terrace, looking at the cliff outside the Temple of Tyr.

On the steep slope that is not directly exposed to the breath of the undead, green lawns, low shrubs and flowers dotted among them have grown.

It's rare in the North, even in summer, but it feels normal to be near the domain of a nature mage.

Several paladins patrolled back and forth standing on the top of the L-shaped slope like a city wall, and occasionally stopped to watch the brilliant wildflowers passing by.

It can be seen from their leisurely footsteps that the pair of black dragon brothers who might have come to dig treasures are indeed unlikely to appear.

No matter how arrogant the five-color dragon is, it will not feel that it is capable of dealing with Tyre's Paladins.

Not to mention the sneaky pair of brothers.

They probably didn't come to northwest Faerûn after all, but chose a different direction.

Then you won't get the entry key to Baal's temple on the way.

This key probably fell into the hands of humans, and finally let this group of little guys with money and time get it.

If it was before, no matter how powerful human beings were, they would definitely not dare to dig the temple of the murder god, when he might be resurrected at any time.

Just like the temples of Baldur's Gate, no matter how troublesome they are, they dare not kill the sons of Baal.

If the son of Baal hadn't died at the hands of his brothers and sisters, the remnant of Baal in his spirit would suddenly wake up and kill everyone who appeared nearby.

In the face of a remnant soul with powerful divine power, even a demigod can only protect himself, not anyone else.

Everyone in Baldur's Gate feels like they're living on a powder keg, but it's impossible to leave their homes for the misfortunes that might happen.

The same is true for the people of Faerun. There is Baal's treasure in the temple of the Undead Swamp. In fact, many people know it, but no one dares to enter it.

People on this continent believed that Baal's remnant soul would definitely exist in their temple, and that was to face Baal in his heyday, and the murder god would not let anyone survive by chance.

The death of a large number of so-called low-level thieves has strengthened this idea. At least until now, no one who entered the temple has survived.

But Barr's failure at Baldur's Gate this time gave them enough courage. He had mobilized all his forces in the Northland in order to be officially resurrected, and the nearby Undead Swamp was no exception.

The successful establishment of Hill's territory also strengthened this belief. Barr actually allowed a natural mage to lead a good-aligned god to establish a territory and an earthly kingdom next to his own domain.

He must have no power to interfere.

And these big cities of the Silver Moon Alliance seem to want to establish a closer alliance.

But they cannot let other countries and city-states be dissatisfied with them.

So simply send these restless children out?

Ben's hesitant appearance meant that he wanted Hill to investigate by himself, and he couldn't say it anyway.

Their parents have absolutely no idea what stupid things these children want to do.

Even the Temple of Tyre, which is right next to it, actually acquiesced in this treasure digging operation.

Although the Temple of Baal is next to Hill's territory and is not within the range of his mystical chain, he still has to say hello.

Hill did not intend to intervene, and he also decided to play dumb like the semi-holy knights staying in the temple.

Although the insidiousness next to the Temple of Baal has been eliminated a lot, the danger is still very high. At least there are more than 1000 ghosts in the temple.

Moreover, Hill fiddled with the magic book in his hand, feeling a little dazed.

Barr has not completely disappeared!
Although the incomplete power in the underwater temple is not strong, the thousands of remnant souls who are firmly controlled in the temple can prove that he is still there.

Hill dared to ignore the existence of remnant souls in the Baal Temple because he had this ability.

For Baal, who can only survive in the dark, Hill is like a natural enemy. The power of exorcising evil and purifying in the Water Mystic is not due to the Mystic, but the natural talent of the user Hill.

He didn't even have to say that he found someone to help him resurrect in the small town. He was able to hold on because his temple had a strong defense, and the remnant soul was hiding in layers of ghosts.

You know, the pure water that Neverwinter bought with a lot of money can be enjoyed by the people in the mythos innately.

People who are injured by devils or demons or even undead, the injuries can be controlled when they enter the range of the mystic, at least they will not worsen.

Hill looked at the Temple of Tyre hesitantly, but the paladins of the Silver Shield knew the tricks in the temple?
Could it be that among these young people, is there any extraordinary existence that can allow them to completely eliminate Nabar's remnant soul?

Will Neverwinter Nights and Baldur's Gate be staged together?

As soon as Hill heard that Prince Bane said that the diseases caused by the Arcane Brotherhood needed pure water to be cured, he knew how deep the water was in this matter.

But it's normal for there to be some devils in Luskan's ghost place, and there are quite a few liches.

The most evil red-robed mage can't get the upper hand there, and everyone is not a good guy.

These sailors who appeared in Hill's territory were almost like angels there, and they could still control their desires.

Hill suddenly looked at the sky, he really wanted to know if there was a slate that had already written his territory on it.

He should have thought earlier that what Shi Ban wanted was the ending, not the process.

It's normal for these horrible things to happen in Baldur's Gate and Neverwinter, but that doesn't mean the nearby places aren't involved.

It is not impossible to start from Hill's territory.

Don't heroes always step on countless ruins if they want to achieve great achievements?
But they were dead, and Hill had just pulled Lynn out of one pit, and definitely wouldn't let him into another.

The heroes still carry the scars on their bodies, and go back to their own homes to show their tragedy!

Hill gritted his teeth, and finally took out his artifact oil painting.

The gentle but bright sun quickly shone on Hill's floating castle, and the oil painting began to absorb and decompose the divine power emitted by Toril's sun.

The sun god of Trasil has a very stable and peaceful personality, and has no intention of making himself the only sun.

He knew that there were sun gods in other worlds, and their personalities were completely different.

This oil painting is particularly neutral and can absorb any sun power.

Hill hung the oil painting on the attic of the castle spire, and he seemed to feel Lansander's curious eyes.

That warm feeling is too obvious, Lansander seems to have paid attention to Hill's affairs long ago, should his attention be on Myth Dranor at this time?

When the place was still occupied by demons, he had called on his followers to build his own temple inside. Why did he pay attention to his side at this time?
Hill sighed heavily in his heart. Sure enough, this should be the beginning. The gods have already understood and are paying attention to everything here.

Otherwise, Ransander's reaction would not be so fast.

That's why he was unwilling to take out this artifact, even if it could save everything in the town.

The power of the sun gods of other worlds can definitely attract this temperamental optimist immediately.

At night, that Su Lun will definitely pay attention.

Chauntia, the mother of the earth, is probably fine. She is more stable, and she should have known the power of Hill for a long time.

Even if she is interested, she will just turn into an inconspicuous little animal and come over to have a look and feel the power of the earth in other worlds.

Hildu specially planted a rose garden in the forest under his floating castle, hoping that Chantia would like it.

Occasionally, I would guess whether those little animals who fell in love with the rose garden had her incarnation.

But Toril's sun god and moon god are really bald existences.

It's a pity that Toril's methods are all set in one set, and I don't know if there is any quirk in this world that insists on keeping all the foreign gods.

Compared to letting Barr appear in his own territory, Hill still had no choice but to lose his hair.

He only hoped that he wouldn't see a handsome young man wearing a golden robe and a flower crown in his territory immediately.

After the oil painting was hung, Hill found that the air in his territory became fresh, and the restless wind blowing from the north gradually calmed down.

The beach by the sea also makes people feel particularly warm, attracting people to sit and sit.

Already some residents have opted to relax on the beach, and even the little girls are bringing picnic baskets.

Pedestrians passing by on the main road slowed down and looked at everything on the beach with a smile.

Hill recruited a recliner, listened to the romantic music played automatically by the instrument, and planned to take a nap.

But he only slept for about half an hour, and woke up with a clear and beautiful chirping sound.

Hill sat up, his drowsy feeling suddenly became clear after turning his head away.

His gaze froze: Your reaction is too fast, right?

Long golden tail feathers, proud upright feathers on the top of the head, isn't this the incarnation of Lansander's sun peacock?
Hill looked at the big bird poking its head over the attic window, feeling infinitely confused.

Even if he came tomorrow, Hill wouldn't find it so strange. Ransander was famous for being too aggressive.

But so fast, Ransander ran down without even thinking about it after discovering it?

He didn't even intend to say hello to his church!

Hill waved open the window in the attic, allowing the curious bird to go in and take a look.

He didn't want the young and impulsive aristocratic worshipers of the sun god to come here for pilgrimage.

For many young nobles, the service and adventure of Ransander was the last revolt before they accepted their noble duties.

Those rebellious young nobles in the apartment building probably have followers of the Sun God.

The corner of Hill's mouth twitched suddenly.

Ransander actually tried to put away the oil painting that Hill had fixed in the middle of the attic!

Fortunately, this is Hill's exclusive artifact, and others, including gods like Lansander, cannot move it casually.

But he did have a deeper understanding of the sun god.

　Update on time~
　
(End of this chapter)