Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 781 Return of the Undead
Hill picked up the mithril leather glove and observed it carefully for a while. The leather should be some kind of dragon skin... a bit like that of a great dragon.

But he was a bit confused about the effect of this equipment. After thinking about it, Hill simply put on the gloves and felt the effect of this equipment directly.

Then his face turned black: this is a very precious dwarf wonder, an enhanced version of the Slam Gauntlet, obviously from the hands of a dwarf god, compared to the 5 gold masters popular in Toril As a work, the level is a little higher.

In addition to the power that the wonder itself can bring, this mithril gauntlet can also double the user's strength.

Corellon's meaning is obvious: Aren't you tired of knocking dragons?Why do you want to do it yourself?

Even if you have enough strength, there is no need to make yourself so hard, and you have to risk being burned by the corrosive dragon's blood.

He is asking Hill to drink a glass of water that can detoxify and refresh the mind to sober up!

Although Hill could sense Corellon's kindness, he wasn't particularly pleased.

His skin...is not necessarily thinner than a dragon's skin!
Let the group of dragons go around the elemental storm and see how many of them can come out intact?
Hill pulled the corner of his mouth and angrily knocked on the table with his gauntlet: "I am a mage! I am a warlock! I will never walk around with warrior gauntlets!

What's going on in Corellon's head!

Liszt, put this thing in the warehouse! "

"Sir." Liszt said after a moment of silence, "From the eyes of the elves, you have been trying to hide your strength, after all, you were hiding from outsiders when you killed those dragons.

I think the father of the elves just intends to help you. Next time there is something wrong, wearing this gauntlet, no one will think there is any problem with your strength.

However, pouring a wine glass is indeed a bit of a mischief. "

Hill said in a daze: "I didn't... I just wanted to trick more idiots into killing..."

If he really wanted to hide, he would definitely not even show the elves!
Not to mention, there is also a silly ancient green dragon in the cave!As long as she goes out, Hill's strength cannot be hidden at all.

and many more!

"Liszt... that green dragon won't starve to death, right?" Hill scratched his head, but he took all of Claugilia Mata's storage rings away.

"Sir, Crowgilia Marta is a druid, and she knows how to do magic." Liszt replied.

"Druid magic can't be used either! Besides, there must be materials for magic. I... seem to have only left some moss for her." Hill said softly, "Liszt, ask the puppet to give me something to make. Good meat dishes... and two roast suckling pigs."

Hill never thought of abusing the captives!
His attitude towards the enemy has always been to kill them directly, and he has never been interested in keeping people tormented.

What's wrong with having that spare time to do?
Hill really just forgot that dragons are not pure spellcasters, they need to eat meat.

Although I also have a dragon...

But since he raised livestock in the Sword Mountain Range, Hill has never cared about what Taili ate. There are living puppets everywhere in Aglaia that can help him process food.

It was the same when Tustin came. As a good friend of Tai Li, Hill gave Xiao Jinlong the task of entertaining.

For Ta Ling, the safety of the enemy has never been their concern, so they will not remind them at all.

Hill took the food box from Liszt, walked directly to the cave where Crowgilia Mata was imprisoned, and pushed open the door.

It seems that the green dragon has struggled, and the blood on the fine gold gate is quite obvious.

Hill looked down at the dying green dragon lying on the bottom of the cave and laughed: "If the dragon wants to starve to death, it will take decades, right?"

He threw the small box down, and pressed a condensed water pearl into the cave wall: "The food here is enough for you for a month. If no one comes to redeem you by that time, then there is no need to waste my food." gone."

"They... even if they come... they will wait until I am about to die..." Crowgilia Mata said hoarsely, "and they have to... first try to attack... your territory... and then .

But...I...know...it's useless...you actually wrapped the black iron gate with pure gold!Too much money?I can't even break through the black iron door! "

Probably thinking of the point of anger, Crowgilia Mata yelled out the last few words angrily, regardless of her weak body.

Hill hesitated for a moment, then touched the door beside him.

Crowgilia Mata seemed to think that his door was made of pure gold and iron, and she was so angry that it was not worth using it to shut her. If she knew it was a pure gold door, would she be so angry that she would go crazy?

Hill decided to close the door quietly, and put some black iron on the side of the door the next time he came.

Crowgilia Mata suddenly asked: "If... I am your mount... can you give me the fine gold on these two doors? Others... as long as... you can eat enough... that's fine. "

The rumbling closed door covered Hill's surprised face: Creatures like dragons are too real, right?

The five-color dragon is a creature that is easy to betray, so if you want to be a human mount, you must sign the dragon covenant. This is a loyalty contract witnessed by the nine-headed dragon god. Even if you sign it yourself after the five-color dragon, you cannot violate it.

Crowgilia Mata is a very shrewd kind of dragon. It is impossible for her not to know the constraints that must be imposed on a human mount.

And Hill also made it very clear that as long as Bailongjiao pays, Hill will let her go.

What about Claudia Matana's great dream of becoming the Lord of Waterdeep?
This bit of pure gold can make her swallow all her past ambitions?

Claudia Marta lied up front, right?Did she know that both doors were made of pure gold?
Hill walked slowly outside the cave, really missing the natural consciousness.

I hope that when the undead come back, Toril's natural consciousness will also return.

Otherwise, with his little EQ, he wouldn't even be able to tell the truth from the fake... Hill really thinks that compared to his past memories, Ou is lucky enough to be able to perceive hostility and to judge the authenticity of the natural consciousness. It's his golden finger.

If it was on his own... he would have been tricked to death long ago.

Otherwise, relying on rough skin and thick flesh to escape death, hide in some deep mountain and old forest and avoid contact with people for the rest of your life.

In this tangled mood, Hill waited until the day when the undead returned to Toril.

For some unspeakable reason, all the undead in Toril are refreshed in the alchemy hall that can be expanded infinitely.

But before that, Hill, standing on the terrace, welcomed the return of natural consciousness as soon as the dawn appeared.

He greeted the green rays of light that surrounded him tightly with boundless joy and sincere heart, and received a joyful reply.

Although it only conveyed some feelings of missing, Hill was already very satisfied.

It can also express some simple emotions. The damage to Toril's natural consciousness does not seem to be great, and it is only the magic net that is unlucky.

Hill flew to the port and called back Pulvi who had been cruising here: he can finally fly into the sky again.

Instructing the alien whale to float on the top of the space tree, Hill stood in front of the terrace on Purvi's back, welcoming the first batch of undead who walked out of the alchemy hall.

The undead who took over the task with quick hands and eyes almost ran out of the hall, and then felt the colorful bubbles flying down from the sky.

"Welcome back to the city of Aglaia!" Hill's voice reached everyone's ears with a smile, "I hope you all have a pleasant and comfortable journey this time."

The undead cheered: "Sill~ Hill~ the cutest Hill~"

"Ah! Is this the blessing of the bear? Is this the love we can have?"

"When we reunited after a long absence~ Hill's gentle love~"

They have discovered that these floating bubbles are buffs, and everyone can grab one according to their own needs.

Soon they let Hill go, and all kinds of shouts rang out on the square, and the undead were communicating which color bubbles had what effect.

Hill...although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, his face was still dark.

Fortunately, he still heard what he wanted to know: how did William explain to the undead that Toril's data sheet was suddenly disconnected and updated.

When the undead gather together, they will definitely discuss this matter.

This guy... When he found something wrong, he asked the God of Time and Space to kick all the players offline, and then blew up his server in the world company of the undead.

As soon as Hill heard it, he knew that the manufacturer of the server must have offended William badly, otherwise he would not have shifted the responsibility to that company.

However, based on Hill's understanding of William, there must have been problems with that company.

Sure enough, what the undead said inside and out was that William asked that company to repair the server several times, but because William's company was new to the industry, not only did it fail to fix it, but it was also cheated of a lot of money.

Anyway... William, who blew up the server, just thought he was unlucky, and finally bought a more expensive server at the auction house. In the words of the undead, he could be a server for the planetary intelligence core, and he was able to repair everything in just three days. It's all done, and the information is updated by the way.

William, this guy, the way he does things... is always so informal.

Everyone is very satisfied with the latest plot, but they still want to see the highest forest. The undead really miss the gate of hell.

Hill, who was about to go back to the castle, suddenly saw a familiar face.

The Princess Erebes of Neverwinter, who had come to the Temple of Baal over the city of Aglea to take risks, walked out of the gate of the Temple of Tyr surrounded by several paladins.

Judging from their route, they should be planning to find Lynn.

Princess Erebes saw Hill standing on the back of the alien whale, and seemed to want to say hello to him, but was stopped by the paladin next to him.

The people in Silver Shield are very clear that skipping Lynn and directly looking for Hill to do things will only get the opposite effect.

The lord of Aglaia was very disgusted with this ultra vires behavior.

　These strong gauntlets are made of thick black leather gloves covering the backs of the hands and backs of the fingers and covered with plates of laminated silver and black iron.The leather part of this glove is tough, while the leather surface is cracked and torn as it has been with age, but a closer inspection shows it is still strong and supple enough to wear.The slightly curved metal plates that cover the back of the hand—four broad plates covering the back and wrist, and six narrow plates covering each finger—are riveted to the black glove.The silvery surface of these metal plates is covered with many tiny runes and dwarven patterns.

A person wearing a pair of slam gauntlets can strike foes three times per day with unarmed strikes of unimaginable force.As a free action, the wearer can marshal the power of the gauntlet, causing all unarmed attacks made in the next round to deal 2d6 points of bludgeoning damage.In addition, also as a free action, the wearer can knock back any foe he deals damage with the gauntlet power.A creature hit in this way is affected as if being bull-rushed by a Large creature with Strength 25.

　
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