Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 640 William's Letter

The group of people who were swimming in the water and fighting the water fight along the way noticed that Hill was using magic, and immediately rushed over at a faster speed.

In order not to stick faces with their companions, they also used a lot of skills, and they needed mana replenishment!

I would rather hit the iron plate than hit the teeth next door!
Even in a tornado, there are many people who started video recording!

If anyone is not careful, it will be directly searched on the forum.

This guy Hill is really good at dealing with them. The tornadoes rotate irregularly and change directions up and down!
Accidentally rolled together.

People with worried faces felt that they had bumped into something that shouldn't appear, and they might not know exactly what they bumped into!

Those who didn't get the trick swam happily, planning to go back and sum up their spoils.

Anyway, Hill's goal was achieved.

It's okay for him to die in the Toril Society, and these undead people have to accompany him to appear on the forum.

Hill definitely didn't think that caring about himself would outweigh their pleasure in pranking their own people.

Hill saw Xue Yunfeng, whom he had not seen for a long time, and he was leading some people to greet Lynn and the others. The Seraph leader was standing aside to introduce them.

But the bald head and his friends were stopped by the Silver Shield.

Hill also understood, who knew who was saving this group of paladins.

It was only at this moment that he remembered in a daze that the person from Black Rose was indeed standing with him.

At that time, because the gods and the five-color dragon queen were paying attention to that place, it was impossible for Hill to enter the star gate in a hidden manner. He planned to enter directly with his small sailboat.

Black Rose probably wanted to rub Hill's boat, but Aglaia rushed over and destroyed the boat.

Then they were unluckily drawn into the broken star gate together.

It can't be considered unlucky. Seeing that they all chose half-elves whose blood is closer to humans, they can understand that in the world of the undead, they can make a lot of money.

This is the favorability obtained in advance.Tire would probably accept their transfer to the Knights of Justice.

Hmm... The premise is that you don't know that this family mainly rides pigs.

"Has the person from Black Rose been in Tra Hill all this time?" Hill asked Aglaia who was sitting beside him.

"Huh?" Aglea recalled, nodded and said, "Yes. Most of them have returned to Trasil, and they often visit our house.

After the Kingdom of Warcraft disbanded, many unambitious monsters who left us went back to the valley to stay.

When the undead were in Trasil, they went to sign a contract with them again.

The priest and swordsman of Black Rose seem to like wolverines and honey badgers very much, looking for them every day. "

Hill hesitated for a moment before saying, "Probably their wild boar army, there are too many of them?"

The Duchess's family, just getting married and having children, should be enough to support an army of ten thousand people.

Hill remembered that when he met them last time, these people said that the number of the family was so large, and they would not build an affiliated army like Xue Laogou.

The black rose probably has no other monsters to sign, and the tiger won't do it either.The one with the bald head was able to stay because of anger.

Only badgers don't care.

Everyone can emit bad smell, and no one is afraid of anyone.

Most of the undead didn't care about the welcome ceremony, they rushed into the town quickly after enjoying Hill's mana recovery ult.

Maybe because they knew that this place belonged to Hill, these undead people still controlled it, and the residential area was still let go.

But shops and hotels, ushered in groups of people visiting.

The only pity for them is that they can't buy anything before the money can be exchanged.

Martha is still so fierce, even with Trasil's gold coins.

Liszt also went down to help greet the undead who had nothing to do, and entered the alchemy hall to rest and wait for new tasks.

Hill gently opened the box in his hand, and there was only a thick letter inside, and a core of a magic tower, lingering with the power of time and space.

He opened the letter in the breeze:

Hill, Zhan Xinjia.

I should have said these words to you in person, but it's a pity that I can't make it through Toril.

Please allow me to offer you my deepest apologies.

Alice's thing, I did wrong.

I think you can understand those things related to the human race. I know that Hill has always been concerned about the safety of the human race.

However, I forgot that as a friend, some things should at least say hello.

But Hill, please believe that neither I nor the God of Nobles really don't take Alice's life seriously.

He just wants to provoke the relationship between you and Warcraft.

I just think that Alice should be promoted to the Kingdom of God when the God of Nobility's scheme succeeds.

It's just that both of us have forgotten that sometimes calculations are not only for us.

The world is not just us.

Please forgive my arrogance, as a friend, I was really wrong.

I also understand that you will be angry because you really treat me as a friend.

If only Arturas did it, you wouldn't be so angry.

Although it's a bit embarrassing, I must tell you that at that time, I should have been corroded by the poison of belief.

I always feel that the God of Time and Space is fine, so I shouldn't.

However, I am not him after all.

Time and space are the real innate gods, and I am not.

Like the God of Nobles, I can actually be regarded as a god of faith.

What time and space can do, I have to be very careful, but I am negligent, and the end is naturally dismal.

It wasn't until Ferenriel, under Navin's persuasion, that I faced up to my stupidity.

I actually went back to Trasil early, and the God of Time and Space took me back directly.It is really painful to take away the soul.

I thought I could apologize to you in the next world, but I didn't expect something like a stargate explosion to happen.

Fortunately you are safe and sound.

Knowing your whereabouts from Goddess Aglaia, I am really relieved. Although you have always been lucky, the world is most afraid of accidents.

Therefore, Hill, although traveling is important, you must also protect your own safety.

I still hope to see you alive and kicking in Trasil.

Corellon wanted the undead to go to Toril this time, and I agreed after thinking about it for a while.

Although the God of Nobles and I have cut off the claws that the orcs stretched out, some hatred still needs to be reported.

Toril would be a good fit, most of the orcs there are chaotic evil, and I really hope the undead see more of them.

Enclosed is a gift from the Time God, who is ready when he hears about your domain from Corellon.

The undead, while troublesome, can be very helpful if controlled properly.

For those of us who are still in Trasil, as long as you and Aglaia are safe, we don't actually care much about what the undead can do in Toril.

After all, there is no order in that world.

Even the gods of the kindness department can create such a great horror of destroying the world!
Compared with their local people, the undead people are actually quite good, but there are a little more people.

Of course, I believe that you have seen a brand-new undead race at this moment. Among them, those who are particularly human-like are actually half-elves.

Corellon said that the humans of Toril are very annoying, completely different from Trassil's, and it is better to change the image.

Both Shikong and I think that he just thinks that the undead are very similar to elves.

You know, because of becoming an elf, many undead people feel that they can squat in the chaotic camp.

Of course, such a terrible idea has been completely stopped by us, but I hope you can help to notice that the angels sent by Corellon are particularly unreliable.

Do keep those big wings away from the Temporal Artifact, sometimes I think their stupidity is contagious.

Also, if the undead go to that world, they must abide by Toril's rules, which is the magic net.

Corellon is indeed the magic god of the elves, helping us redefine occupations and spells.

Of course, on the side of the undead, the rules changed drastically after the universe changed.

They now have two templates, Toril and Trassil.

Of course, there is still a difference from Toril's local area. I don't know how Corellon made the goddess of magic take a step back. The number of spells used by the undead is not according to the rules there, but according to the spell rules.

But their levels have dropped, and the highest level of the undead is only 15, which is the price of changing their bodies.

Those who don't want to change can stay in the original worlds, but basically no one stays.

Hill bowed his head and smiled, that is to say, the game version has been updated.If you want to go to a new map, you have to change the spell panel.

Although originally only legal professions had to be changed, in order to maintain balance, all professional skills have been changed.

But if they were all changed to professions in this world, the undead probably wouldn't be able to feel it.

Toril's careers are very diverse, and Corellon's relevant knowledge is rich enough to give them dozens or even hundreds of them.

"Sir!" Liszt interrupted his thinking suddenly, "The undead have released faction detection on the commercial street!
Several pirates in Luskan were surrounded. "

"Didn't William tell them that they can't do this in Toril?" Hill stood up in surprise.

"I asked about the artifact, and only the tavern and the road are restricted. But the place where the undead fight is the coffee shop. And, sir, you know that the mouths of those pirates are very stinky." Liszt showed a wry smile, "Sir, You have to deal with this. The paladins of Tyr will never let those people go.

It is already difficult for them to be able to surround those people and prevent the undead from doing anything like this. "

"Where's the Elf Crusade?" Hill hurried up and put down the letter in his hand.

"They were held back by that group of angels." Liszt replied distressedly, "That Corellon's envoy is the impulsive faction who likes to get rid of evil the most.

I think it's his fault that the undead will take action, and he may have sent some missions.

Otherwise, the undead wouldn't be looking for trouble on the first day. "

　Less guessing about the plot~ I can't change the outline!

　
(End of this chapter)