Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 824 William's Request

Hill quietly looked at the endless mountains, and couldn't help sighing.

His sensitivity in this aspect is indeed not as good as that of William. How did this His Majesty analyze the identity of the enemy from this mess of information?

Hill only thinks that this is a group of desperate dogs desperate for some special materials... No matter how he thinks about it, he can't feel anything special... Or does the mineral here have some special effect that he doesn't know about?
But the gods knew it well... But William knew a P material!

Hill watched the undead mages flying back and forth on the side of the mountain range, and couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the scenery was spectacular, and it seemed like a crowd of crows were clamoring for the morning sun. These guys seem to be covering for the undead who are online below.

They seem to think that the place where the mountains are covered by heavy snow is not suitable for using fire spells, so they don't use any common spells such as meteor fire rain at all... They are all using wind spells downwards, and occasionally snow... snowstorm?

What are you playing...

And that ice and snow storm that seems to have stirred up the Spine of the World... the damage is actually not as strong as it looks from the outside, they can't aim at all... it's just throwing it around.

Hill observed carefully for a while before he understood why the undead would do this... On the Spine of the World, their mana consumption was three times normal.

So they seem to be flying around irregularly, but in fact they don't dare to leave the command of their own family for more than a certain distance. The main reason is that someone has to shout the password: let them remember the time to drink the blue potion, that is too embarrassing These hotheaded guys are gone.

Even with repeated orders like this, many mage commanders of many families even blew their whistles fiercely, but they couldn't stop those guys who were so excited that they completely lost their hearing and fell directly to the ground. The blue can't be squeezed out... The undead fell like dumplings, and they were cheered by the half-orcs on the top of the mountain. They might think that their own people are still fighting bravely... There are indeed living half-orcs, but all of them are still a little bit. IQ, the kind that knows how to hide in the cracks of some corners.

The undead didn't break the fantasies of those guys on the mountain... It is estimated that they would rather act like they were killed by the enemy than let outsiders know that this is the result of their own stupidity.

William seemed to strictly forbid them to go beyond the top of the mountain above the clouds, so even though they saw the almost endless orcs on it, the undead did not rush over.

But Hill thinks it's not that simple, how could the undead be so obedient?
The damage to them above the clouds must be even greater, maybe their bodies will dissipate as soon as they pass... Hill suspects that some undead have already tried it.

Hill didn't pay much attention to the battle during this period, but he absolutely didn't believe that the undead would fight the city defense so honestly... There will always be someone who will be unconventional and heroically set off to death.

Hill found that the undead were about to go home, and it was estimated that the CD time of the blue medicine could no longer bear their consumption.

For a flesh-and-blood body like Hill, this kind of medicine to supplement physical strength and mana can only be taken once every few hours, but the undead can get another bottle almost every few minutes, at most 10 minutes.

Moreover, during this kind of battle, the number of medicine bottles in the hands of the undead will definitely not be small.

If you can't even drink medicine like this... The Spine of the World is likely to increase the consumption of elemental power over time.

Hill waited and watched, although the undead fell a lot, but in fact more flew up secretly, so it seemed that there was no damage... But so many flying made Hill feel that the difference in number was not large. If it is big, in fact, a small half of them should choose to return to the city automatically.

But those who have persisted for a long time have already drank more than five super mana supplements in a short time... and this bottle can basically fill up half of the mana bars of legal professions above level 15.

Hill discovered for the first time how much damage the Spine of the World can do to pure elemental bodies... No wonder no ghost dragons choose this mountain to live in...

They don't have such a strong blue bottle to drink.

Hill recalled the feeling of standing on that mountain... It seemed that his mana was indeed consumed a little... But this loss was not worth mentioning to him, so Hill went there several times. No feeling at all: No matter how strange the spine of the world is, it is located on the ground.

No matter how much he consumes, the earth will supply him with more.

"Sir." Liszt appeared in front of him, "Those necromancers have been trapped in the cave...His Majesty William suggests that you take action to transform the stones near the tunnel.

The undead's turning mud into stone is not very reliable... Although it is a spell used by many people together, His Majesty William thinks that there may still be relatively large cracks... enough for a bone frame to squeeze out.

If possible, His Majesty William also hopes that you can add something in the middle of the stone layer that can limit the effect of spirits... He doesn't know what is useful, but sir must know.

After he has figured out some things, he will tell you why these Necromancers are so important... The only thing he can tell you is: His Majesty William suspects that the Necromancer School of the Red-robed Mages of Salem may intend to send this group of Zhentalin The remnants of the crimes were packed back.

Their Grand Lich seems to want to learn something about becoming a god from Bane.

The Shadow Weave is really hard to use now...but it does very little damage to the Necromancers, and many of their spells can continue to be used.

And according to the tradition of the Red Robe Mage Association, the necromancer must be the ruler of Searle in the future.

And with Bane's usual personality, as long as the head of the Necromancer faction Sazastan is willing to make Bane the only belief in Searle, he dares to teach anything.

Although Trasil didn't care what Toril would become, he still had to take precautions against some things. He didn't want to accept more immigrants from across the world. "

Hill lowered his head, trying to suppress his smile.

The meaning behind William's words is too obvious.

I really don't know how Corellon felt when he heard these words... But as long as Trasil came out, the first reaction would probably be elves, don't come again...

For those who are good at fighting and going forward bravely, the dwarves who invade the world and cause huge damage to the entire world will also bring a lot of trouble, but no one will be afraid.

Even if the enemy is very powerful, it's just a desperate fight. What you can't do today, you can always do in the future.

On the contrary, elves are really disturbing.

Go all out...you haven't reached that level yet, don't fight...it's really disgusting for the natives of Trasil for tens of thousands of years.

Hill cleaned up his expression before flying directly to the northeast corner.

Although he didn't know why William locked them in one place...of course he knew that Hill had the ability to separate and detain these people...but William didn't say a word.

Hill sensed the movement underground... The undead seem to have stuffed some small tablets that can be used as cameras... There are probably a dozen of them.

Hill thoughtfully walked slowly along the ground, the bright white crystal powder in his hand sprinkled on the ground along the edge of the tunnel, and quickly merged into the underground stone layer that was slowly turning into blue steel rock.

Even if necromancy spells can be used now, the access to the magic net should be very narrow... At least mages who don't have a high awareness of the magic net don't know how much mana can be used to cast spells normally.

This little white crystal powder is enough to make most of their spells fail, especially the spells of summoning ghosts, which are absolutely useless.

Hill silently walked around the tunnel three times, and then looked back at the mountains behind: What are those two white dragons doing sneakily?

Doesn't it seem like you're watching him?
Could it be that the father and mother are trying to beat the undead?

Hill blinked, and couldn't help laughing a few times: How dare you go directly to the undead, the pair of giant dragons known as 'White Queen' and 'White Death', I don't know if they will become 'Xuefeng' 'No?

He slowly flew back onto Pulvi's back, trying to attract the attention of the outside world.

Hill didn't believe that the purpose of William letting him out was only to strengthen the prison, and there were many strange things in the hands of the undead that could harm the evil camp.

In order to fight against the demons... After all, in the current world, the only trouble is the gate of hell that can't be closed... really produced a lot of sacred items.

They are actually preparing for the departure of the undead, and they are working very hard to train their temple knights and priests.

Even Aglaia, Hill could hear her muttering about how these priests can use their divine power to create low-level holy water... Most of Trasil's gods have very simple requirements for these priests : Fight against evil, maintain a kind heart, and respect the beliefs of ordinary people.

The most important thing is to fight against evil... Even if you are not so devout to the gods, as long as you do what you should do, the gods don't care.

Therefore, the clergyman of Trasil is really just a profession...

And these more and more clergymen have created a large number of sacred wonders. The demons are still unable to walk out of the gate of the abyss, so they are basically bought by the undead.

The gods of Trasil are really economical: the ratio of priests and temples is 2:8 for this kind of holy wonder... After all, the materials and the like are all from the temple.

It doesn't seem like much, but the higher the level of the clergyman, the more he earns...Many children from ordinary families with mage qualifications have given up the path of pursuing a mage and embarked on a promising clergyman the road.

When Hill first heard Aglaia talk about these things, he was a little dumbfounded: Although Aglaia was very happy, Adrian probably was very troubled.

So as soon as he heard William's request, he knew that the guy's purpose was to let him hang around outside.

(End of this chapter)