Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 896 The talent of the undead... getting lost

Although there are elves and white dragons in the Hidden Forest... but just think about the style of Mithril elves fleeing to other planes to avoid the Crown War. They are very bad at fighting. They are the kind of heroes who fight alone. Group combat is not as good as the typical high elf style of bears.

And Bailong... As a well-known scum among the five-color dragons, he can only fight against the wind. When encountering an enemy that cannot be defeated, the first reaction of this group of guys is to run away, and the second reaction is to beg for mercy, and they are willing to fight to the death Basically, they either have no IQ at all, or they are mother dragons protecting their cubs.

These guys have nothing to hope for, and Hill can only entrust the undead with the heavy responsibility of guarding Edna... Even though he doesn't care what will happen to that little girl in the future, Hill will never let anyone in his territory act wildly.

Edna voluntarily leaving to die and being captured in his territory are two different concepts.

Actually speaking, there is still a imprint deep in Hill's soul that can never retreat, that is, he will not give up an inch of ground, and anyone who wants to make trouble within his control will definitely get Hill's strongest counterattack.

And the lords of this fantasy world, the style of doing things is more like the concept of territory inherited from wild beasts. As long as they don't provoke his authority, whoever secretly does something in their territory, these lords will habitually turn a blind eye. one eye.

Of course, if you are not lucky enough to meet them in a bad mood, it is very likely that even a mouse passing by will be played to death.

Hill glanced at the northeast for the last time. With good eyesight, he could still see the top of the magic tower protruding from the edge of the Neverwinter Forest. He really wanted to know what kind of mood Marco was in right now... Downwind After going along the river for hundreds of years, he worked so hard to establish a friendly relationship with the voters of Mystra, but this time it was completely defeated because of the family's ambition.

And the Harbell family probably determined a long time ago that the overall plan of the family is actually to go to the side of the necromancer...Marco is obviously the powerful elder in the family, but he doesn't know anything at all.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to stick to the neutral and good camp for so many years.

I just don’t know that after such a major change, Marco’s Tower of Twilight is now in its original state?Or follow the family to the road of degeneration.

It's really interesting, Hill thought sideways, it depends on what Marco chooses between his family and his own future.

In the next few days, some migrating refugees still appeared in Waterdeep City, but their target was not Aglaia City in Hill, nor Luskan in the north. Neverwinter, the first line of orcs.

The king of Neverwinter, Bane, issued a recruitment order to the entire north... As long as he enters Neverwinter to participate in the spring plowing within one month, he can unconditionally become a resident of Neverwinter and become the king's farmhand.

According to the rules of this world, the land under the king's name, the farmer can get 3% of the grain, which is a godsend for farmers... If it is the land of the big nobles, their farm laborers can only get 1% Income, after all, has to be paid to the king.

Obviously, the king's target was the people of Waterdeep City, especially the landless peasants in the slums.

After all, Neverwinter is all adventurers and mercenaries to some extent. Their previous life was that when there was no battle, they would either serve as guards for the caravan going to Icewind Dale, or cut down trees for a living. To earn the king's mercenary money when the day comes... They don't farm at all, that's like sending food to the orcs.

But now, the fields at the foot of the mountains of Neverwinter have the opportunity to be used... Ben is very smart in this regard, he directly encloses all the flat land at the foot of the mountains that can be turned into fields by the arcanist.

Although it was still partly given to the great nobles of Neverwinter...but this was a reward from the king, not something that the great nobles reached out for themselves.

Hill doesn't care about the affairs of Neverwinter, even if someone in his territory wants to go, he won't keep him... He is barely a good person, but he is definitely not a saint.

However, a large number of poor people in Waterdeep City set off to the north made the nobles of Waterdeep City jump and curse... They originally wanted to find some cannon fodder from among these low-class people who looked down on them, but the low-class people in their eyes were not stupid, they were kind No matter how hard the land is, it is better than dying.

Moreover, the destruction of Baojian Avenue also gave some women in the slums who used their original capital to make money a chance to leave... Lost a large number of maids, and rebuilt those special hotel bathing places, even if they feel that the level is not enough, it is better than nothing People are strong.

People in this world are never stupid... They used to support their families in the slums, but they had no choice but to rely on those strong men for protection, but after entering a special place, no one would be stupid enough to give their original family a gift. money.

So in the slums of Waterdeep City, only old women, useless men and gangster thugs are left.

And now these men who are worthless but still have a bit of stature have also been hooked up by Neverwinter.

Although Waterdeep City still looks very prosperous now... but its foundation is already crumbling. If these bottom-level existences cannot be replenished in time, the whole city will slowly go into depression... Hill doesn't know that those great nobles in Waterdeep City Can we figure this out, probably not.

After all, the mages are all hiding in the magic tower now, and none of them even showed their faces when the drow attacked... Without the guidance of this group of think tanks, it is hard for Hill to imagine any nobleman who can see these things Importance of the poor.

I don’t know if it’s because the Fate Slate felt that the center of gravity of Faerun’s continent was in the Northland in the past tens of thousands of years, and the Sword Coast was the most important. I don’t know how many fate epics happened here, which is too much. So now I want to focus on Calimshan in the south.

Hill doesn't think there's anything wrong with this. He just hopes that Candlekeep can be preserved this time... He doesn't care if the world's center of gravity changes, and he doesn't like the vicinity of his own territory. Natural and man-made disasters.

The undead's rest time was finally over, and they packed up their luggage again, leaving some companions who didn't want to continue on the road, and continued to start the underground expedition.

In the dark region of the north, the drow can actually be regarded as the overlord. When their coalition forces were all defeated in front of the undead, the road ahead of the undead was instantly smooth.

Now the test of the undead is no longer the monsters on the road, but the vast underground space of the Underdark... To put it bluntly, they are lost.

Hill didn't find it strange at all... Before they arrived at this hill, they only needed to find the widest passage that seemed to be going down when they were on their way. You can always go to the dark area.

But now, apart from being unable to see the sky, unable to perceive the sun, moon and stars, there is no difference between the underground world and the endless wilderness... When the undead have a map in their hands, they will get lost thousands of miles away, let alone relying on The direction indicator on the tablet finds the way.

Now there is no succubus lord running to lead them the way.

Fortunately, the tablet can tell them how to turn back, otherwise the undead will not gather together to worry about how to go, but will collectively exterminate themselves to thank the world.

The undead have thought of many ways...the most useful one is to let the earth mages look for underground mine veins. They are very clear that their goal is the dwarves, not to establish their own territory in the dark region...but unfortunately, the limited casting distance Just sent them headlong into the 'bat' cave...they poked the Darkmantle's lair.

This kind of small magical beast that hangs itself on the roof of the cave is still different from real bats. Their flying distance is very short. Although they are more than 1 meters long, they can fly up to 3 meters away. It is suspended from the ceiling by a strong "foot" that grows from the top of the body.

They look like a folded umbrella with octopus-like tentacles on the outside.Usually, the tentacles will be spread out so that the dura between the tentacles will cover the body, making itself look like a stone.Its shell and skin will usually resemble limestone, but the Darkmantle can change its color to match any type of stone background, so it's very stealthy.

When attacking, it will land on the head of the prey and cover the opponent's head with its tentacles. If it fails to succeed in the first attack, it will usually fly to it immediately and try to cover the opponent again.

Yes, the undead were attacked again... but this time it was more troublesome. When they used the earthquake technique to detect any monsters in the mine in front of them, gray clouds flew out directly... at least dozens of them Ten thousand dark curtain monsters rushed over the heads of the undead.

The wailing of the undead was too noticeable, and Hill, who was already indifferent to their pathfinding journey, was also drawn out.

Even the goblins, who had settled down for a long time because of the arrival of Shar and Selûne, couldn't suppress their curiosity... But they still seemed to have lingering fears, so they chose a 3-meter-high golden silk hanging butterfly farther away. The tree... the palm-sized pink flowers shaped like butterflies are just enough for them to hide inside, only revealing a pair of eyes to secretly watch the fun.

Hill happily watched the undead fight with the dark-veiled monster above his head... This thing can use darkness, and hundreds of thousands of people use it together, and the giant screen is really dark... Some frightened undead actually messed up. Throwing fire spells, even the wall of fire was thrown out.

Although it can be regarded as bringing brightness...but it also helped Warcraft kill many of its own people.

"Don't set fire! Use the light spell! Which mage can't do it?" The roar of 'Xueyunfeng' finally sounded...Because leading the way must get lost, the conductor was left at the end and just ran over.

(End of this chapter)