Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 633 Lynn's Golden Elf Cousins

The spring in the small town of Aglea is always earlier than in other places in the Northland.

Girls have already gone to the woods on the east side of the town with small baskets to pick the first crop of wild vegetables and fruits in early spring.

The great plague in the Northland is still prevalent. Some smart people in Waterdeep City will walk to the small town of Hill by themselves, and use the method of testing whether they can walk into the commercial street to judge whether they are carrying the plague.

The town hotels are full.

Even the two small houses next to the Aglea Temple were rarely crowded with people.

Lynn had already made preparations. After asking Hill, he allowed some refugees to set up tents in the open space between the port and the Harper Building.

These people are actually really pitiful.

The aristocrats who are the culprits have their deep houses, and even if there is a plague, they have their own places to hide.

And those who know that these treasures may have problems, but are still defeated by greed, are not innocent, they have already reached this point, and they will not leave those cities.

Only by staying there, the high-ranking adults will find a way to relieve the disease in order to maintain their rule.

Once they leave, they are likely to be secretly executed.

Only the people in front of them who don't know what to do, have no place to hide, and can only hope that the nearest town lord will show kindness, are at a loss.

Although Hill rejected those desperate people with black mist on their bodies, he still allowed the entry of these innocent people.

It's just that he can no longer take care of these later people as he did in the past, nor can he open the door to allow refugees to live in the town.

They can only suffer here and wait for the ending.

The only thing that can be thankful is that they are allowed to buy food and some daily necessities freely in the small town of Aglaia, and there is no price increase.

Nether's arcane mages didn't last long. After discovering that the elves had begun to dig and repair the buildings in the city, they had just returned from the Shadow Plane for 2 years. They had been staying in the city of ghosts on the high altitude of the island of hunger and thirst, and went on a rampage all the way He rushed to the edge of the desert, and his destination looked a lot like Myth Drannor.

Although the elves and goblins were a little panicked, they didn't think that this would be a life-and-death battle. They thought that the City of Shadows probably wanted to find a good place to stay, and they would leave if they won the battle.

The twelve great mages in the City of Shadows are indeed very powerful, but goblins and elves are not afraid. Who doesn't have a master above level 20?
Especially the demons and goblins, they dared to deal with the demon-absorbing Felin Mokui, of course because of their innate power to destroy demons.

And these arcane masters of Netheril were completely ruined by these felin magic sunflowers, leaving only this group of ghosts who hid in the shadow plane and survived.

Myth Draenor quickly entered the defensive mode. They prepared a lot of giant crossbows that could directly hit the sky. They were powerful weapons that even ancient dragons could easily shoot through.

They simply don't understand the real reason why these arcane mages are suddenly ready to attack.

The City of Shadows won't tell them why, and they'll just kill anyone who knows before they find the Nether Scroll.

No one knows why there is a Nether scroll in the wizard tower of the elves, and who passed the news to the City of Shadows, and whether it is some evil gods who are afraid of chaos in the middle, but war is absolutely impossible avoid.

An outsider like Hill can only sigh and wait for the ending.

The only madness of these dark mages who have lived in the City of Shadows for thousands of years is the scroll of Nether that was stolen by Myth Drannor back then.

Whether it was the hands of the elves or the stolen goods they bought later, for the only remnants of the Nether era, it can only belong to them.

It is also impossible for them to tell the truth. The City of Shadows is indeed very powerful, but Toril has many forces that can deal with them.

The number of archmages in Toril is very large, including those voters of Mystra, and they will never give up the pursuit of Nether Scroll, which is an artifact that mages will pursue from the past to the future.

Only after obtaining the Nether Scroll and completely leaving Toril and entering the Shadow Plane again, can the twelve city lords of the City of Shadows be at ease.

The consequences of cognitive inequality are very serious.

Lynn, who had always ignored Myth Drano's group of blood elf crusaders, had been asking Hill if he had any news recently, and was almost in a state of anxiety when he got an answer that was definitely not good.

Although Lynn doesn't know where Hill's news comes from, he knows that most of Hill's network is at the level of gods. Some news is absolutely impossible for him, but it must be true.

He was almost staying at the Harper's place, and he just wanted to find out if the purpose of the City of Shadows was Myth Drannor, and he could arrive in a few days.

He has also been using the post office that has been set up on the commercial street to deliver letters frantically every day, and the recipients are all elves whose surname is Gaal.

Although Hill was a little curious, he still didn't inquire. He only hoped that these relatives of Lynn would be persuaded by him.

Lynn and Hill have been friends for so long, and they have learned that the best way to attract people is to sell miserably.

Although it would give Hill a reputation for being harsh, Hill wouldn't care anyway.

Selling miserably is just a sigh to those who don't care, but it must be very effective for his cousins ​​who have always had a good relationship with him.

Lynn insisted on delivering letters in a frantic bombardment, hoping that the group of relatives who were dazzled by blood would have more water in their heads.

How much I laughed at the group of elf crusaders at the beginning, and when I received the letter, I found out that my cousins ​​also enthusiastically followed Lynn who went to Myth Drannor, so much trouble.

Could it be that because he was born in the navy, he drank too much seawater since he was a child, and his brain was gone?

Standing on the high tower of the port, Lynn showed a hypocritical smile to a group of golden elves walking quickly from the wilderness, watching how he tossed this group of guys who made him restless.

When Lynn entrusted Martha to tell Hill that he had a guest who was going to stay in the mayor's mansion, Hill was really taken aback.

I really don't know how Lynn called this established six-person elf team together.

If it wasn't for some major event, the golden elves would rarely send out so many people. You must know that the lowest level among them is level 17.

When the mayor's mansion was built for Lynn, Hill allowed his relatives to move in at will.In fact, he doesn't need to greet Hill, but Lynn has always been more disciplined.

Not at all like his elf relatives who patted his head, ripped his clothes, and tried to see where his half-elf cousin was hurt.

Lynn almost roared furiously before he brought the group of cousins ​​who had been tossing around on the main road back to his home.

Hill lay prone on the terrace, and smiled happily.

"Martha." Hill ordered Tarling to send some fruits and vegetables he grew and brewed fruit wine to Lynn. By the way, he asked Tai Li to either return to his dragon's lair or return to the floating castle at night instead of staying in the Lynn is there.

Unfortunately, the cousins' joy did not last long.

On the second day after these elves arrived in the small town of Aglaia, the Harpers, there was news that the City of Shadows had directly used the Shadow Plane to reach the sky above Myth Drannor.

Although the elves and goblins resisted the last floating city in the Netheril period and the dozens of great arcanists who controlled it, the hasty resistance resulted in heavy casualties.

Lynn's golden elf cousins ​​were ready to go without hesitation, even trying to ask Hill if there was a portal to open.

Lin En's stop was useless. For him, he only cared about his relatives surviving, but for those few golden elves, the elves who didn't know if they were alive or dead in Myth Drannor were also their comrades in arms.

There are even some people who are their companions who grew up and played together on Yongju Island, and they can't ignore it.

Even those fools who used to fight with them because they looked down on Lynn were enemies who had fought for hundreds of years, how could they just die like this!

Hill watched quietly for a while, and found that Lynn had changed from the desperation of trying to prevent his cousins ​​from dying, to the resoluteness of dying with them.

In the eyes of these elf brothers, Lin En is a little brother who needs protection. No matter how serious he speaks, these long-eared diehards cannot listen to him.

Moreover, for these golden elves, not being able to fight with the legion made them feel like deserters.

Hill has discovered that they are not unaware that they may die. After all, when Lynn decided to go with them, they turned around to stop Lynn.

It's a pity that Lin En has already got the upper hand. He didn't even put on his own equipment, so he planned to rush out the door.

"Lyn." Hill flew directly over the mayor's mansion, "Although I don't agree with your impulse, if you really want to go, I can't stop your belief in sacrificing for your loved ones."

The faces of the few golden elves were not very good. They desperately gestured to Hill with their eyes, hoping that he could control Lynn.

"But I can't watch you go to die." Hill took out a multi-masted sailboat and let it float in mid-air, "I'm researching the finished product of the magic ship, which can accommodate hundreds of people. The protection is also good. use it!

I have ordered the core of the sailboat to obey your instructions temporarily, and you can tell him your instructions directly. "

Lynn blinked, then nodded directly to accept Hill's kindness.

"The space gate is impossible." Hill looked at the elves, "Shadow City has a very strong control over space, and the area around Myth Drano has been completely blocked. You can only go by boat."

He said to Lynn who was about to jump on the boat: "Take your weapons and equipment! Please protect yourself. I still hope you can come back safely, my friend."

Lynn's eyes turned red, and he nodded sharply.

(End of this chapter)