Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 837 Finding the Entrance to the Underdark Region

Hill laughed helplessly, sometimes he really doesn't use his brain... If the undead want a better blue potion, they will only go to William, why would they go to him?
It may be that I have lived in this fantasy world for too long... I even forgot that for a player in a game, when he wants something, the easiest thing is to find a planner.

The first undead priest who spoke was actually hoping to make Hill sympathize with their hard work and help them return to blue... William seems to have set up a time-limited mission with a limit of 3000 people, and there are even time and quality requirements. Those who can't reach it will fail even if they accept the task, and give the task to others in vain.

It seems that the crystal dragon was seriously injured, and even with the high-level healing ability of the undead, no matter how many there are, it is useless, and it can only be effective by using the magic circle.

Really... Hill thought helplessly... There is no need to use such a tactful method at all, just shout a few words according to the old method in the past!
Then he found out belatedly: William may have assigned this mission to casual people or those families that benefited less from this battle of defending the city... These people are not that familiar with him.

Hill thought for a while before saying, "Where is that dragon now?"

"The dwarves brought her to the island in no time... the East Gate has been removed," replied one of the undead.

Hill nodded and walked outside the alchemy hall: "Then I will hurry up."

He directly released the mist of water and the water of tranquility on the small square, and turned his head to tell the undead priests: "Don't let the dwarves enter the range of the water of tranquility."

"The Xue Lao dog of the Demon Cult is leading the way for the dwarves, and he has sent someone to inform Ms. Laila to come and receive the Mirabar dwarves.

During our treatment, they can go to the city hall to discuss future cooperation.

After the battle, William put the hut of the dwarves of Mirabar to the Snow Palace.

This time the dwarves will definitely take all the children back. "

Hill looked at the team that had already stepped onto the long bridge, turned around and returned to the hall: Hearing what the undead said, William will not come forward in the following matters.

"What are your plans for the Mirabar dwarves, Your Majesty William.

It's all up to this time, is there any problem if I come forward? "Hill couldn't understand William's approach, why he didn't need Hill to come forward, but let Luskan stand at the front.

"Sill, have you forgotten your identity as the son of the land of Trathil?" William said lazily, "I asked those dwarves who stayed in Aglea, when they saw you, there was always something A strange feeling: as if seeing the most perfect ore in the world.

The more excellent the casting master, the more this feeling.

The dwarves of Mirabar must be the same... I don't know what the relationship with the dwarves will become in the future, maybe they will become enemies, so I don't want them to become your territories in the end.

But if they see you, maybe those dwarves will kneel and submit... tsk... Bow down for the chance to throw you in the furnace one day?

The Mirabar dwarves are not of the good camp~"

Hill looked up in surprise: "What?"

"Why did the gray dwarves and gold dwarves insist on attacking Trasil? Obviously doing so would completely offend the elf god king... Although this guy is a bit useless, everyone knows that he can't be killed.

In the words of the dwarves, we have a lot of minerals in Trassil, and no matter what kind of ore it is, it is extremely pure and its quality is rare. More importantly, the time for mineral regeneration is very short.

I have studied the messages left by the group of dwarves for a long time, and they thought in their hearts that the starry sky fortress made of the planet Trashiel must be stronger than the devil's Sigil City in Outland... It can even allow the dwarves to have their own endless mine.

I think you understand... how important this is to the dwarves.

And there are not one or two dwarf gods who know this.

Especially that deep lich Diylinka, he will definitely not give up Trasil easily.

You know, even several of the abyss lords want to kill him. Having a starry sky fortress that can move freely and automatically regenerate resources is too important to him... Not to mention, he was one step away from success.

Compared with other gods, he must have the deepest plan for Trasil... How could he think highly of those Trasil natives who have been manipulated by him for tens of thousands of years? "

William smiled coldly: "Otherwise, why would I make peace with Corellon so easily...Although the elf god king will live well and make people feel uncomfortable, but compared to those lurking in the future who secretly covet Trash Dwarves of Er, I can forget that hatred."

"Ladug, the master of the gray dwarves, and his daughter, plus Diylinka, the master of the dwarfs in Dillo..." William read these names slowly, "If we can't even deal with them... Who might be in the future? Dare to reach out to Trasil."

Hill didn't say a word. He knew very well that the world of Trassil had been discovered by the Toril universe, so he had to show his abilities.

Regardless of the fact that the gate of the world was controlled by William, no, the God of Time and Space, it doesn't mean that a capable god can't directly rush over according to Trasil's coordinates.

The undead represent only Trasil's middle and low-level strength... Hill and Aglaia can be regarded as high-level... But the strong will not be deterred by this, they can only show Trasil's stronger side.

William is absolutely confident that Hill will be on his side in this regard.

After all, they all knew that if Trasil was really destroyed, other gods might escape, but the earth goddess who had integrated herself with the planet would definitely not survive.

Even if the great cosmic world tree has the ability to separate the soul of this goddess from the world, but for this goddess of the earth, losing her half body completely would be worse than death.

And the Earth Bear family that Hill cares about the most, it is impossible to live alone without this Earth Goddess.

So even though Hill is a mage who advocates freedom, in this regard, he will always stand in the same camp as the god Trasil.

The safety of one's own world must not be placed on luck.

William had to find Diylinka and even those two gray dwarves, just to let people know that Trasil was not that easy to deal with.

Persimmons are always picked... If Trasil is very strong without relying on any forces... some troubles will naturally go around them.

At that time, the enemy will only choose a world that is easy to deal with.

Hill asked softly, "What do I need to do?"

"You are doing very well now..." William said with a smile, "especially when you killed the ancient green dragon with three punches... I think even the gods who stayed in the Toril star world would tremble when they saw it. "

Hill silently looked at the crystal, and lightly squeezed his fist to show him.

"Hehe..." William smiled awkwardly, "You know... If you have a strong legal system, Toril won't feel any surprises, after all Corellon's priesthood has magic.

But such a powerful force...you can tell at a glance that you have inherited the powerful physique of a god from another world. "

Hill didn't want to listen to William's nonsense at all...

"Okay...don't make jokes." William said slowly, "You came out to travel and study... so although you are very strong, most people will think that you are not counted among the archmages of Trasil. on the strongest.

That's enough, what we need is the fear of those who want to attack Trashiel. "

Hill looked sideways at the undead outside: "Your fake magic net is already very good!"

"The highest level is only Toril's [-]th level. What is it? It seems that Toril is rampant, but as long as the God God loosens his control over the gods, this thing will be completely useless "William said indifferently, "It can only scare ordinary people.

Moreover, the elemental body is really useless to the gods, and it will be scattered away with a wave of hand.

In the end, we have to fight ourselves. "

"How is the world of Trashiel?" Hill asked in a low voice. Even though he knew that the alchemy hall was closed, he still chose to be more cautious. He has been out for so long, and the world's promotion should be almost the same, right?

"The God of Time and Space may be promoted to powerful divine power in another 1000 years. I think the Goddess of Earth is about the same?"

The promotion has been completed!

So the gods with medium power who have reached the peak can start to accumulate power again.

The two exchanged a few more words, and they didn't say anything else. They both understood in their hearts: Trasil will be really safe after 1000 years. After that, William doesn't need to worry about these shitty things... Dependent The power of the gods and the power of one's own gods are completely different things.

"I've got all the information I want, that priest is worthy of being a follower of the Mother of the Dwarves, and he is very clear about their family's past.

The Mirabar dwarves are not only related to the gold dwarves, but also to the gray dwarves, and even the dark elves can be related. William suddenly smiled and said, "I suspect that there is an underground passage leading to the Underdark under the Spine of the World.

I think the White Dragon Queen is more likely to tell me where that place is.

So to me, these dwarves are useless, they can't know much about the details of the underground.

Now the task of the undead is to find this passage.When the claws of the abyss cannot be reached, the sooner you start, the better the information you will get.

Clean out the Underdark, especially the derro, before Toril returns to normal.

It's best to kill it all.

I will definitely let the undead bring the oil painting down, and let those dwarfs who are afraid of light see the real sunshine. "

He said it calmly, and he didn't feel that he was talking about a major event that would destroy the family...

Hill listened expressionlessly, and didn't feel that William's words were cruel at all: If they hadn't saved their world back then, maybe the corpses would now become food for the Dilro dwarves.

　Dillo dwarves stand about 1.2 meters to 1.4 meters tall; unlike other dwarves, they are thin and light rather than burly and stout.

Male dylo dwarves always have sallow hair hanging over their shoulders, matted with dirt and grease, mustaches, and short beards.Their eyes are gray and lifeless, with barely distinguishable pupils.Perhaps the ugliest part of the Dilro faces is their bulbous noses, which are pockmarked and swollen.

Female dylo dwarves are also limited in their physical superiority over males.Their hair is better protected and their noses are less blemish.The most disturbing traits of female dylo dwarves are misshapen nails and stunted hands.

Dilro dwarves are taught from childhood that it is their right to rule over all lands, underground and above.They believe that they are the result of the survival of the fittest of all races and are the masters of the world.The only thing holding them back from their rightful place is the accursed sun, a nuisance they've fought for generations.

Dillo dwarves are omnivores, eating plants and animals.Their staple food was mushrooms grown by slaves under the supervision of the foreman.Other types of plants consumed by dylo dwarves are not as abundant as fungi.Meat, on the other hand, is a rare delicacy, usually the flesh of slaves who died on fungus farms or were not thrown into the clan fire pit.

The derro prefer the flesh of humanoids, but they have no objection to eating domesticated animals, as long as they can get their hands on it.

　
(End of this chapter)