Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 667 Vera with Unusual Status
Hill felt that with the presence of the sailor and the god of sea warfare, Valkur, there was not a single sea god in Toril's sea. Guys like Amboli should just be wiped out!

He really didn't understand how a waste like Ambowry felt that he was qualified to participate in this level of confrontation?
You know, Hill's Ring of Winter may not be able to kill Vol'jin and Malar, but Umberley, who is staying in the sea, will give her a ride even if Hill is really in bad luck.

Moreover, Amberley is not afraid that if something happens to Hill, Aglaia will come to her desperately?

"Why do you want to die so much? Amberley." Hill asked with a sigh, "If something happens to me, it will hurt you the most, right? Aglaia has to kill you if she tries to stay in Toril forever. "

"Haha~" An Boli, who had been struggling desperately, stopped moving, "Even if she doesn't intend to compete with me for the divine power of the sea, as long as she is here, no one will believe in me!
Violence . . . has lost its effect.

Countless coasts are praying for the arrival of your Aglaia, the priesthood of the ocean will be gone long ago!
In this case, of course I have to choose to make her suffer!

I want to see if she can still be kind to Toril who buried her relatives! "

Hill ignored her malice towards Aglaia and himself, that impotent rage didn't hurt him at all.

He was just a little surprised and asked the seaweed head in the ice cube: "You can't give up violence? With the current situation, you can use decades or even hundreds of years to change your style and find people who believe in you again!
Aglaia always thought that you would start again from the islanders of Toril and restore the faith of the Goddess of the Sea?

With shark people around, it is impossible for you to perish completely, and the worst thing is to become a demigod who cannot gain a foothold in the astral world.

As long as you let those shark heads help the fishermen on the island to fish, and save some unlucky ghosts in the storm, you will soon regain the priesthood of the ocean again. You are the local god of Toril! "

Umberley roared angrily: "Violence...only violence...is the real sea. There is no kindness, no salvation!"

Hill was indifferent. He finally understood why no one came to rescue Umberley. This guy had been completely destroyed by the priesthood of destruction. Like Malar, he lived like a beast.

The two of them completely surrendered themselves to destruction, and never tried to keep their heads clear.

So Aurul can still maintain his belief in the polar circle, and Amberley and Malar have become waste that anyone can step on.

What's the difference between them and a god?
No, it wasn't, Hill vetoed his idea, the abomination was a little harder to deal with than them.

He sighed, and the ice and snow in the sky exploded in an instant. Whether it was the heavy snow covered by a tornado in the sky or the frozen sea, there were only clouds and mist left amidst the violent explosion.

Hill turned around and returned to the cloud house from the white mist covering the sky. He couldn't let go of Ambowry. No matter how kind he was, Hill couldn't let go of the existence that wanted to kill him.

But the body of the incarnation of Amberley, Hill could not leave it to anyone or the beasts of the sea to devour it.

She was not like Malar.

Killing Vine is a natural killer in the forest, and it is her nature to suck flesh and blood. It must be no problem to devour Malar, who is the enemy of nature. That is the revenge of nature.

But if she devours even the incarnation of the sea goddess, she will be cursed by the law.

In fact, it can't be called a curse. To devour the flesh and blood of gods indiscriminately, the biggest possibility is to lose their minds and become a godlike existence.

He wouldn't let the killing vines end up like that.

Hill commanded the cloud house to fly along the coast to the city of Aglaia. He felt that no one should come out to intercept him.

Hill looked at the wrapped killing vines and laughed easily.

A 21st-level divine warlock plus a part-time 23rd-level mage, he is indeed no less powerful than the weaker ones, and he does not necessarily have fewer artifacts than them.

Suddenly thinking of Hill, the king of elves, he curled his lips in jealousy, that guy is useless!

Hill deliberately slowed down the speed of going back. When the cloud house flew over the city of Aglaia, the killing vines had completely swallowed Malar's clone, and fell into a deep sleep.

The little flower fairies finally had the courage to fly out of Windmill Jasmine's protective circle, carefully watching the terrifying vine from a distance.

But no ethnic group in the forest has ever hurt the flower fairy, so although they are very cautious, they are not afraid of the existence of the killing vine. Flying in clusters of small flowers.

Yes, the sleeping killing vines are blooming.

The dark red killing vines seem to be inlaid with gold threads, and her leaves and the thin claws on the thick vines have also turned dark gold, looking very majestic, but the flowers blooming all over her body, all It's pure white vials in tiny clusters.

The little flower fairies couldn't put it down because they loved her nectar, completely forgetting that it was a ferocious big guy who devoured the gods, and brushed flowers one by one with their own little brush and water bottle.

After thinking about it, Hill asked for half of the meeting, otherwise, he would send the vines to a place where no one could find them.

The flower fairies screamed angrily for a while, but at Hill's insistence, they agreed.

They finally realized that not only the place where they lived belonged to Hill, but even the vine belonged to Hill.

Hill, who allowed them to take half of the nectar, is already a very generous host, and now they have to start paying land rent.

Hill soon discovered that he had only intended to kill half of the vine's nectar, but the little flower fairies seemed to extend that request to include all the fruits of their labour.

Although I am a little embarrassed, the honey made by these flower fairies is delicious that Hill has never encountered, no matter what kind of flower it is, it is very sweet.

Hill didn't deny it.

Fortunately, the little flower fairies fell madly in love with the hanging garden of the floating castle.

They live in the windmill jasmine hanging on the big tree in the center of the garden. Every morning, they go to the killing vine sleeping in Hill's study to gather honey. .

When Hill noticed them again, he was surprised to find that household brown fairies had appeared in his house.

And the little flower fairies in the garden have gathered dozens of them.

Only then did Hill realize that according to the logic of the goblins, as long as one little flower fairy reaches an agreement with Hill, the other little flower fairies can automatically join in accordance with this agreement.

After silently observing for a few days, Hill found that the oak tree he had planted in the garden was directly connected to the Shady House where the Court of Joy King was located.

The floating castle was soon filled with a serene and strange atmosphere, and the power of nature began to grow rapidly. The little demon spirits of the King of Joy Court turned this place into a magical spot.

Hill finally realized that Vera's identity was unusual. She was probably the child of Queen Titania. No wonder the queen reacted so strongly and turned Hill's place into a natural home.

You know, although the queen has many inner court companions, she doesn't have many children.

Although he didn't know Vera's full name, the other Vera, the princess of the oak tree Villa Nesri, the goddess of dryads, wind spirits and water fairies, was the sister of this little flower fairy Vera.

And Vera, who didn't return to the royal court in time and moved to the outer plane with her mother, didn't officially become a god even though she wore the crown of Xiaohuaxian.

But now, the Royal Court of Joy has no spare power to help her become a god, so she can only stay on the main material plane and work hard on her own.

No wonder she was able to escape with the Holy Grail of Amaunata, Hill couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, that cup is not something to talk about, unless he is a devout believer of Amaunata, he will only be with gods or divine beings communicate.

Hill sighed. According to the goblin's logic, Hill really made a contract with the entire King of Joy, and that is the queen's child.

After a while, it is likely that other goblins will come too.

Hill called Liszt and asked him to pay attention, one is not to throw out the brown elves who clean the room as intruders, and the other is to say hello to the undead if the pixies and leprechauns also come.

If you suddenly get lost in the middle of the road, if you are happy, you can play with these mischievous little guys, if you are not happy, you can directly call Misuo to take them away.

Hill understood very well that in the eyes of the goblin, only the place where the mist of water spreads is Hill's territory.

Over there in the city of Aglaia, no.

Lynn, who came to look for Hill, realized something was wrong as soon as he walked into the floating castle. The place suddenly became more natural than the Elf Forest Palace on Yongmeet Island.

He stared fixedly at the little brown spirit who was poking his head in the hall, and was speechless for a long time.

For the elves, since they left the High Forest completely, they never saw these cuties in the deep forest again.Not even the household spirits, who like to live in big houses, are to be found.

These goblins are almost becoming stories in fairy tale books, and Lynn grew up listening to these stories.

In the legends of the elves, it is said that these goblins have completely abandoned the continent of Toril and moved to the shady home of the outer plane.

Although some older elves have said that the members of Joy King's Court will build their little magic kingdom in the deepest part of the forest, they seldom come into contact with adults.

This is Lynn's first time seeing a real household brown spirit.

"Lyn?" Hill, who hadn't shown up for a long time, greeted him from the study, "What's wrong with you?"

"I thought you went to Icewind Dale?" Lynn turned to look at him, "But why does it look like you went to the outer plane? Where did you find the goblin?"

Hill blinked his eyes, and a little man pinched his waist stood up on his hair: "What's wrong with the little goblin?"

　Jolly King's Court, the magical shaded home of the forest gods; this place moves, in the Outer Planes, from the realm of Arvandor to Gladisheim G and the Menagerie, at the will of its noble queen Titania .Faeries hover here, brown elves keep watch, pixies and leprechauns keep their mischievous guard here, just as the minifolk gods keep their allegiance to Titania.

Five gods from the inner ring of the royal court surround their queen: Oberon, her consort; Villanesri, the flamboyant, flamboyant dryad goddess; the gods; Squireleigh, the deceitful god of the Leprechauns; and, Echettion, the lord of the Unicorns.

　
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