Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 860 Unlearnable Runes

"Why are the Trasil elves so strange? Why don't they feel confused and shaken by the change of the enemy they face?" Vera's face was full of question marks, "If they think they can't deal with that Lich If so...then they are not happy because of his disappearance?"

In the world of the undead, a boss who might not be able to be defeated must run away, and it is only natural to leave a small boss that they can deal with before leaving... However, it is impossible for Hill to say this.

He just smiled and said, "They have been to several worlds before they came to Toril... They have very rich combat experience, and this change will not surprise them."

Vera tilted her head, and said disapprovingly: "But they screamed crazily when the swan fairies turned into small people... It was the first time Feyla heard that they almost fell from the sky... They were louder than dwarves. Still big."

Hill looked at Vera strangely, what did Xiao Huaxian do before to be able to remember the dwarf's voice so deeply... It's definitely not because of cursing. The master of lies and dirty mouth.

Generally speaking, the easiest way to deal with that stuff is to keep their mouths shut first.

Although dwarves are indeed a very excitable race, they generally don't scream angrily... Well, forget it, he'd better not ask... When Vera occasionally mentioned things in the past, he would talk about the notorious The leprechaun god, good boy would never deal with that thing.

And Hill could tell that the little leprechaun god had suffered in Vera's hands, so he helped Titania trick Vera later.

He said softly: "In the world of the Trashill elves, the experience of many battles and the life full of surprises do not conflict.

If Vera can do the same, he will definitely become a very good leader. "

Hill leaned on the table, leaned on his cheek with his right hand, and smiled gently to his left. Although he couldn't see Vera swinging on his long hair, he hoped that Vera could feel his sincerity.

As long as she is full of love for life, Vera still has half the hope of getting rid of the power struggle... When the sun god returns to the throne.

Vera swayed on the swing lightly a few times: "I will learn it well... I will be the most perfect queen, a queen that is completely different from Titania!"

Suddenly there was an unpleasant howl from the direction of the screen... It was the voice of the undead, the wailing that the undead could only utter before death.

Hill suddenly turned his head to look at the giant screen: the head of the King of Bones surrounded by knights was killed.

The cheers of the undead hadn't fallen yet, but a dark black light erupted from the skull that had been shooting withered flames at the crowd. The body of the skeleton that fell on the ground suddenly disintegrated and flew up, rushing directly towards the head.

The attacks of the undead who reacted quickly were all in vain, but the glowing skulls were unable to attack at all... During the reorganization, this undead seemed to exist in another dimension.

But his attack didn't stop, instead it became more violent. The undead who were shot by the bone arrow suffered heavy losses... If it wasn't for the holy rain that was always floating in the sky, more people would have died.

On the other side, the terribly cold skeletons released endless cold bone arrows almost crazily, shooting all over the sky so that the nearby undead had to choose to dodge.

In such a short time, the sides of the two heads were almost emptied.

The voice of 'Xue Yunfeng' sounded: "I*! Does this shit still have three lives? The master T will surround the black light first! Hurry up! Go to the other head if you are too slow to stand in the front row!
Others get out of the front row!How much stick do you think you can hold?

The knights with armor quickly put on them, stand outside the armor... The speed of the bone arrow's release has become faster!The slow-response long-range keeps the furthest distance!
Don't shoot if you think you can't aim!There is a pastor!

#!Which idiot fired mine at the main T?

T wrote down the list of attacks on himself and the damage... When I go back, I will count how many idiots I brought down. "

The black and red skeleton has appeared on the main material plane again, swinging the black bone staff and hitting the defensive knights who blocked his progress, but at this time he has lost the ability of long-range attack and no longer projects Withered flame skeleton.

So soon there were more undead around there. After all, as long as this tall skeleton can't break through the defense of the knights, other professions no longer need to fight and hide... Many people are in a hurry because they can't do two things at the same time Doing, standing and casting spells is their daily routine.

Hill leaned on the sofa and smiled, that's why he likes to watch the undead fight... War is always cruel, but the undead can always make it fun.

"Their fighting style is very interesting, but don't relax with it." Fran glanced at Hill, and couldn't help telling, "Before fighting, you must try to find out the details of the enemy...you must also be cautious when fighting. careful.

It's okay for them to be negligent, but you're doomed if you are negligent!

I know there must be a divinity in you, whether it's in Toril or Trassil, unless you die, you have the hope of resurrection... But is that still all of you?

Are you still free to do things of your own will?I just read the historical biographies of this world, and I understand a lot.

It is impossible to come back from the dead without a price. It is best not to have this kind of thing happen. "

Hill showed a bright smile to his grandfather: "Don't worry! Grandfather... I never underestimate any enemy, no matter who I deal with, I will go all out.

And my combat mode is much better than that Lich Gou.

Can hide and shoot arrows, never set fire on the bright side. "

If it wasn't for the plague of spells, Hill wouldn't have stood so close to the enemy, otherwise he wouldn't have used wind spells to fight the most... Obviously his earth spells are the strongest.

Fran nodded in satisfaction looking at Hill's sincere eyes. He wasn't worried that Hill would be too passionate in the fight... It would be nice if his grandson didn't hide from the beginning to the end and rely entirely on the elemental elves to fight.

But he was really worried that Hill ignored the cruelty of the battle and became negligent. Sometimes it would be worse if he didn't hide well. Who knew if the enemy would have a way to find out where Hill himself was!

The fighting mode of the undead is similar to that of playing games. If any lunatic learns from them, he will probably die suddenly on the same day.

Fortunately, Hill really doesn't seem to find the fighting style of the undead to be attractive... Hill probably didn't know that when he was in Trasil, many mage apprentices hoped that they could fight like the undead, and they could do nothing. Fear, dare to fight directly with anyone.

Before Fran left Trasil, he made the most solemn request to Adrian: No matter how talented a student is, as long as he is a mage apprentice of this undead worship genre, he must never receive their magic tower.

Mages rely on wisdom to fight... and they will never fight unprepared battles. Before going out, they have to estimate the things they may encounter and even the enemies. Even if there is an emergency, there should be some precautions Plan... If you like to go straight up, why not be a brainless knight?

It also saves everyone’s resources from being wasted... After arriving in the world of Abel, Fran realized what it means to not keep up with the consumption of resources. Those dragons even flocked in groups just because he paid the bill with gold bricks worth thousands of gold coins to rob him... so poor that he can't imagine...

Toril's side looks similar, gold, a resource that he didn't even look down on before, is almost beneficial here.

His butler would show him the recent status of the territory summarized by Martha and the news of Faerun Continent every day.

Fran has already seen the ancient white dragon who ran to work for the undead because of tens of thousands of gold coins... That thing is not too much in the world occupied by the giant dragon Abel, after all, although there are many white dragons , but also die quickly.

Hill was actually very happy to hear his grandfather's teachings again... No matter how much his relatives care about, he can't be too much. He happily took out a pack of daily nuts baked at low temperature to share with the goblins.

"I#!" 'Xue Yunfeng' yelled again, "What is the T on Frozen Arrow doing? Why don't you let it rush into the group of priests?

Dead and no one to make up?
What are you doing all over the rocket?ah?Are you stupid?

Don't stand on the main T on the third lap!You can't even make it to the second lap, why are you still in line there?
That TM is a skull, not a pretty lady, so it depends on XP to choose the position?Aren't the red ones and the white ones fucking bones?

Hurry up and change positions!Hurry up and surround Frostbolt!
What are you thinking?

Hurry up and take a break after the fight, you are not tired, my voice is hoarse! "

Hill grabbed a handful of sweet almonds and stuffed them into his mouth, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile. Others' mouths were smeared with honey, but 'Xue Yunfeng''s mouths were probably smeared with durians!

No wonder someone tried to drag him into the arena every time the battle ended.

Fran shook his head helplessly: "When His Majesty William was around, he seemed to be more restrained and not so unscrupulous."

He lowered his head and recorded a few more runes. When the Lord of Bones reorganized, he suddenly discovered many strange symbols. Fran looked down for a while before asking Hill: "Sill, do you know these runes?" ?”

Hill took a look, and couldn't help scratching his head: "It's almost as I thought, it's undead literature...Grandfather try not to learn this, it will make you noticed by the god of death."

Of course he knew what Fran was recording, but he would be physically disgusted when he saw the undead, and he couldn't carefully observe the runes on the skeleton.

After thinking about it intently, Fran quickly tore off the page and held it between his fingers and shook it lightly. A red flame quietly appeared and burned the paper to ashes.

(End of this chapter)