Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill smiled, lowered his head and counted the number of strange objects on the lower terrace. He could feel how serious the obsessive-compulsive disorder of this group of dracoliches was. The 68 treasures were not only of the same level, but even of equal value.

68, this should only be all the Dragon Lichs belonging to the Dragon Cult in Faerûn.

It doesn't sound like a lot, but Hill remembers that there were only less than 20 before the dragon madness.

The power of the Dragon Worship... After expelling and killing most of the human-transformed dragon lich members, it has become very powerful now, and the five-color dragon queen is not a waste of toss.

Of course, there are human members of the current Dragon Worship Cult, but it is impossible for these people to transform into the form of dragons again, but only dragonmen controlled by the dragon lich. The fire of the soul and the body are controlled by these dragons in the heart .

It's just some puppets, and most of them are only used to collect information and be low-level thugs.

The recruit chosen by the Dragon Cult is indeed very suitable. It seems that they already have a little understanding of Hill, and specially sent Elsala, a lich that does not cause natural anger, to Aglaia.

When a gem dragon turns into a dracolich, the body and mind will be forced into serious conflict. Most of the time, the soul is actually in a strange state of wandering, and it can persist until it successfully uses spiritual power to keep its dragon body alive. There are only two so far. .

Elshara is now in a state of life and death.

Before killing the White Dragon Queen, Elshara had been working hard to maintain his sanity and not let his obsessions deviate.

At least so far, the topaz dracolich has not committed any crime. He even maintains friendly ties with some of his Huang Yulong relatives.

For a force like Hill, who is friendly to dragons, they won't scream and kill when they see a dragon lich, just like the natural consciousness around Hill. Although they don't like Elshara, they can tolerate his exist.

But those guys in the Dragon Cult who like to create undead will not receive such a peaceful reception.

Natural consciousness only hates those who turn themselves into undead, but those who turn others into undead will be hated and hated by Him.

Hill calculated the total value of these strange objects, and couldn't help but widen his eyes... He found that the dracolich's value judgment on the ancient green dragon was actually made after the dragon was dismantled and skinned. The total price of various oddities.

If Hill hadn't seen the estimate of the total price of the finished product made by another ancient green dragon of the same level brought by Lynn during this time, he probably wouldn't have reacted so quickly... But even if Hill took a piece of it After Longpi, the final valuation is also between 2 million and 3 million.

And these strange things add up to about 2.5 million.

Hill asked Elsara with a strange expression: "Your value judgment on Claugilia Marta...Aren't you afraid that she will go crazy when she goes back?"

"Claugilia Marta will of course understand... For humans, dead dragons are more valuable than living dragons." Elsara said without blinking, "We have seen for ourselves a hostile dragon that can be killed. , is also calculated.

If you look at the giant dragons that are extorting countries and regions, you will understand that most of the prices they ask for are their own worth plus a portion.

The price is the bottom price.

Even five-colored dragons give humans room to bargain. "

Hill was silent... Is the dragon's brain hole connected to the bottomless abyss?

Hill, who was completely incomprehensible, still asked the topaz dragon lich to wait a moment. He put away the strange objects and planned to release the emerald dragon first.

Elshara nodded understandingly. He knew that the place where an ancient dragon could be imprisoned must be the most heavily defended place in the city, and he must not be allowed in.

He wasn't that interested either.

He is willing to do this just because Aglaia City is on the side of Sword Bay. It is too strong, and it is not far from his cave. Elshara doesn't want to offend such a powerful person because of the little thing of the Dragon Cult. power.

Of course, the dracolich, who is good at magic, would not have chosen such a humiliating retreat before the Weave happened.

Corellon may not be able to bear the result of more than 60 dragon lich shots.

But now this situation... forget it! Even if they win, more than half of them will have to die.

Although the lich can still be resurrected in the future, with the current situation of the power of the source, no one knows whether it will sleep for thousands of years... No dragon lich is willing to sacrifice himself for such a trivial matter.

Hill came to the cave, pushed the gate open, looked at the green dragon below who was holding a roasted corbel and said, "Claugilia Marta, the one who redeemed you is here."

He glanced at the dragon's wings that had not fully grown, and gave the after-sales service with a friendly attitude, and gave her a recovery spell.

Claugilia Marta hesitated for a while before saying, "You won't return my storage tools to me, so can I eat the meat before leaving?"

Hill reluctantly looked at the dragon that seemed to be staying on, and with a little effort he took the two doors back to his pendant: "Now... do you still have to wait?"

Claugilia Marta stood up slowly, and said regretfully: "Is this place not used in the future? Can it continue to be a prison!

I can help you as a guard! Just eat it. No need to waste golems, how expensive!

I'm still a druid and can help you fill this mountain with raspers and blueleaf trees.

I am the best at these two kinds of trees, and I can earn 5,000 gold in a year! "

Hill simply refused: "I'm sorry, Ms. Claugilia Marta, my territory is lawful good and does not accept citizens of the evil camp."

The ancient green dragon flapped its wings dejectedly, took out a dark green scale, turned it into a small pocket with dragon language magic, and put the rest of the food in it.

Hill blinked: the scales in Claugilia Marta's hand should have fallen when he broke her wings.

This dragon can really live a good life!

Hill walked lightly in front of the green dragon, completely ignoring that Claugilia Marta was following him with heavy footsteps, he was not afraid of any sneak attack now.

The green dragon, who left the cave, looked up and saw Elsara who was on the otherworldly whale looking here, and suddenly stomped and flew up: "Why are you here? Elsara. How dare you leave? Your own hole? Aren’t you afraid that Elvia Tures will copy your nest?”

"Others dare not come." Elsara didn't care about the green dragon's sarcasm at all, "Looking at your performance, you should be quite healthy, then I will wave away. Like you said, I have to protect my home!"

He instantly recovered his dark yellow dragon body: "Then I'll go first, esteemed Lord Aglaia, I hope that the next time we meet, it will not be for such a shameful reason."

Claugilia Marta ran after him angrily: "Elsala! You coward! Who are you talking about?"

Seeing the two dragons chasing and running away, Hill shook his head helplessly.

"Are they worried that you will intercept them?" Lynn walked out of the forest opposite and broke through the chorus of the two dragons.

"Why are you here?" Hill laughed. "They will definitely do it themselves, and of course they will worry about me, ignore them, and just don't dare to come in the future."

"The undead were a little disturbed when they saw them, as if they wanted to take a closer look at the other dragons." Lynn sighed, "I can only say that they are your guests, so please don't disturb them.

Fortunately, the two of them shouted in dragon language, which the undead could not understand. "

"Most of them should set off for Waterdeep, right? I think the water network is almost done." Hill walked over and walked side by side in the forest with Lynn.

Since the Wood Elves became a member of the city of Aglaia, this green forest has belonged to Hill's domain, otherwise he would not occupy the mountain.

"More than half of the journey, and a small part, seems to be very interested in farming, and has been following behind the druids to help them plant flowers and trees." Lynn said a little strangely, "but the druids said that they are not interested in nature and Not so much love, more curious.

In the past, when the druids used divine arts to cultivate plants, the undead seemed to have little interest, but now they have to do it themselves, but they are very active.

Are the undead all of noble origin? The last time I saw such a person, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is still a lady from a certain duke's family, and she wants to try the life of the poor. "

"In fact, it's almost the same. You have no worries about food and clothing, you are safe and happy, and you have learned all kinds of knowledge since childhood." Hill thought for a while before answering. Toril's little aristocrats may not have such a good life.

"Forget it, other worlds, no matter how beautiful it is, it doesn't matter to me." Lynn shook his head and said softly, "On the waterdeep side, the undead had just gone one day before they fought with the most arrogant gangsters. The Dagger Gang of the City Guard."

"Waterdeep City's ability to unload and kill donkeys is still so high!" Hill sighed.

The end of the city guards will always be thrown away when they are used, and by the way, they have to use the waste to test how much power the dead clan can use now.

"There is no response from the Black Tower?" Lynn asked, he knew that Hill had a way to monitor Kelburn's side.

"No," Hill said regretfully. "Only Laila occasionally takes her child out to sunbathe. She's not easy to mess with."

"What a pity..." Lynn didn't finish his words, but Hill understood that it was a pity for him why Laila suddenly brought the child back to Waterdeep instead of staying in the city of hope, Remansing.

Just as he was about to reply, he was interrupted, and the bell that Hill tied his hair rang softly.

He glanced up in surprise, then took Lynn and flew directly back to the study of the floating castle.

Lynn looked at Lily of the Valley holding a silver-black drop-shaped gem in surprise. The picture above her head was a little blurry, but it already made people understand what happened.

There are already undead and that Edna Maxwell took over.

Hill looked at the girl opposite the little girl with a strange face. The "Old Sanda King" was pointing at her skirt and saying something, presumably asking where her skirt was made.