Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 906 Burying the Enemy and Finding the Hidden Treasure

The Waxmelt, who was fixed in the silver fire, couldn't even scream. No matter how strong Vecna's clutches were, it would be impossible to resist the combined attack of these two goddesses.

Looking at the giant candle that was slowly melting, Hill suddenly stood up, and then sat down slowly... He really never thought that one day he would be able to see Shar and Selûne join forces with his own eyes.

His courtyard echoed with the silvery laughter of Selûne, and it sounded jumpy and light.

It was rare for Selûne not to say a word... No matter what Shar was thinking when she made the move, the hatred between their sisters that had been condensed for hundreds of thousands of years was almost as solid as the eternal giant snow mountain. A crack appeared.

No one knows where the crack will go...maybe a stream from the iceberg, if only a trickle, but forever.

Maybe it will eventually freeze again because of the too cold external environment.

But at least, on this day that no one expected, it actually appeared.

Hill lowered his eyes silently. Probably during the conversation between their sisters that day, Shar still felt the sisterly affection of Selûne... When she was still Su Lun, the Moon Maiden could not do this.

Although she asked for many things on her own, but from a powerful god to a weak god who can only rely on others to survive, in terms of Su Lun's arrogance, that is an intolerable humiliation.

However, when she returned to her identity as Selûne, she seemed to have regained her past calmness... Even the twin sister who once knocked her down into a weak person, Selûne could still think of Shar's goodness in the past It's gone... Maybe it can be said that this goddess has healed her scars and forgotten the pain, but at least the current Shar seems to have accepted her sister's kindness rarely.

Hill didn't know what Shar wanted to do. In fact, he didn't really believe that Shar forgave her brainless sister just like that... But at least, from Shar's perspective, the absolutely unforgivable Selûne had become available.

That's good, Hill felt that the gods of Toril had experienced so many things, even Selûne, who was best at forgetting hatred, actually understood that the differences between the evil camp and the good camp would never be avoided.

But as long as Shar is not like in the past, as long as she is related to Selûne, she loses her mind and directly confronts, then Toril can actually save a lot of things... Even if Shar still wants to destroy the world in her heart, just like Selene What Nirvana said, she will try her best to stop it, so that's it.

At least, the people of Toril can die for some inexplicable reasons... When Shar's followers want to flatter her, they might kill all the people in a city who once sang the moonlight.

But as a human being, who hasn't praised the moon...

With Shar's character, she actually doesn't pay attention to those inexplicable killings... She hopes that her believers will overthrow a country, overthrow a power, and never care about the deaths of civilians... But if this civilian is a believer in Su Lun, she will Get her attention.

There is no believer in evil gods who is not good at sneaking... If they really do things in accordance with the teachings of those evil gods, they have long been wiped out by the gods of justice.

But for Hill, this thing that is enough to shock everyone in Toril to go crazy is not that important... He is a Trasil, and he doesn't need to care about being on the verge of destruction every day, but he will always be safe What will become of the surviving Toril in the future.

He just looked at his oil painting very happily... As the medium used by Selûne, although the moon girl did not add any magic to the oil painting itself, she attached silver fire to the outer frame .

The original brown-black frame has now become milky white, emitting a faint silver light. In the middle of the frame on the left and right sides of the oil painting, there are a pair of handles that look like wrist guards... that should enhance the ability to hold The defense of the person who painted the oil painting, and allows the owner to open a dimension door: from one moonlit place to another moonlit place.

On the rest of the frame, round, smooth opals with hollow inside emerged: the liquid inside, which almost looks like condensed moonlight, should be a moon healing potion made directly from moonfire.

Based on Hill's understanding of moonfire creations, opals are generally called moondust... Every piece of moondust can be used directly, in fact, it is equivalent to a dancing lights technique used by a 22-level mage.

The moon healing potion inside may not be that important to Hill, after all, he knows water-based healing spells, and he can also refine most of the healing potions...but in Toril, this is already the most important thing. The top-notch healing potion... The most important thing is that if bitten by a lycanthropy, the moon healing potion can directly cure the lycanthropy virus.

Selûne didn't give Hill the ability of Moonfire in attack... She still has a lot of damage to Hill, and the damage of Moon Blade is not necessarily stronger than Hill's fist.

But Hill is already very satisfied. As long as this oil painting appears, it can almost complete most of the preparations for a war.

Fear of insufficient combat power is a common problem for people like Hill. Even though there is basically no possibility of participating in the war, he still feels that the more similar abilities he can have, the better.

The only pity is that the function of producing clones of oil paintings is not covered on Selûne's Moonfire... Trasil's Sun God didn't intend to copy the frame when Hill copied it.

The undead seemed to be moving again. Hill looked up, and the big spider was burnt to slag by the moonfire together with Vecna's palm... Vecna ​​was really unlucky, his left hand and left eye were burned Not to mention stealing your own world, it's just like disappearing.

But Hill actually wants to know what kind of ability Vecna's head has... That's what everyone who has ever played a running team will consider... Ah... a horror and magical story.

It's a pity that he hasn't had the chance to meet the real Vic... It seems that he can't bring up this topic when he does.

Hill was a little regretful watching the undead began to drag the corpses. They used something like a long dustpan to push those small corpses into a small cave at the bottom of the volcano.

I don't know who invented the debris collector... It is probably designed by the undead specifically for cleaning the battlefield. Although the undead are willing to take on any task, they will also come up with various ways to make themselves not too embarrassing. Especially jobs that require touching dead bodies and trash.

Hill also saw a vacuum cleaner as big as a carriage last time... Although they don't know many alchemy runes, they have some good inspirations in life.

That's right... Only they can use these things, after all, they all swallow energy spars.

Mages basically choose to use spells to solve problems, and those who need these things are relatively low-level professionals or ordinary people...but they will definitely not be willing to spend this money.

As for high-level professionals and nobles who are not from the legal system... they choose to use servants.

In the world of Toril, people are the least valuable, and people are the most valuable.

On the contrary, it is very likely that some wealthy citizens of Trasil will buy these creations... In terms of the character of the undead, as long as the materials are not expensive, they can make anything for the price of cabbage.

Therefore, for the people of Trasil, all they need to care about is whether they can afford the element spar.

Although these dustpans look small, each of them can hold a large number of corpses. Basically, thousands of people can clean up the battlefield and the camp behind at once... Hill estimated that each of them used the wind element Only spar and space spar can do this.

This thing is expensive, each worth at least dozens of element spars... However, for the undead, this is a quest requirement, and they can grab the quest of picking up trash.

That's not a lot of money, who can't afford it?

But the undead who took the task were swearing dirtyly.

This artifact killed even children. The undead people hate this kind of behavior... But what they hate even more is that Diylinka. Obviously, he sent his believers to the altar.

If the evil god hadn't been thrown out of Toril due to the collapse of the world, these Dilro dwarves would probably end up like this... Otherwise, the vitality of children and even newborns wouldn't be tied to that demon's palm.

This kind of linkage based on the genes of the Dilo dwarves can only be achieved by the god of the race.

I don't know if the undead wanted to understand it, or William gave the plot, the undead kept yelling around the cave... Hill guessed that those gods who paid attention to the situation here understood it.

William didn't even stop them from cursing Dylinka, except for some overly vulgar ones... so the passionate curses of the undead were often silenced briefly, but they had long been accustomed to such mistakes caused by momentary gaffes, so basically they all Can quickly receive the next sentence.

After confirming that all the corpses had been thrown into that cave, the earth mages sealed the whole cave, set up a stone tablet for this group of poor Dillo dwarves, and finally used melted mud to stone, turning the entire hill into a large tomb.

Although the atmosphere was a little sad, the mood of the undead changed quickly, and some people started cheering... Finally, it was time to collect the loot.

The Dillo dwarves still have a lot of precious metals and gems in their hands. After all, Diylinka is very good at making magic items, so his followers, especially those warlocks who are called magic experts, are also very skillful.

But most of the magic items were reduced to ashes along with the Dillo dwarves, and only the most basic ones remained, which were thrown into stone houses one by one.

Although the undead dug three feet into the ground and put all these things in their small bags, they never found the family treasure house of the Dillo dwarves... They searched inch by inch in the settlement of the Dillo dwarves. He was still shouting "Rift through boxes and cabinets! Find a needle in a haystack!".

(End of this chapter)