Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

"Why are the Trahir elves so strange? Why don't they feel puzzled and shaken because they have changed in the face of the enemy?" Vera's little face was full of question marks, "If they think they can't deal with the lich If so...then they weren't happy because of his disappearance?"

In the world of the undead, the bosses who may not be able to beat are bound to run, and it is only natural to leave a small boss they can deal with before leaving... However, it is impossible for Hill to say this.

He just smiled and said, "They've been to several worlds before they came to Toril... The battle experience is very rich, and this change will not surprise them."

Vera tilted her head and said disapprovingly: "But they screamed wildly when the swan fairy turned into a villain... The first time Princess Ella heard it, she almost fell from the air... They were louder than dwarfs. ."

Hill looked at Vera strangely, what did Xiaohuaxian do before to have such a deep memory of the dwarf's voice... It's definitely not because of swearing, the dwarf's saliva is no better than the dwarf, that's the evil A master of lies and dirty mouth odor.

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

Although gnomes are indeed a very excited race, they generally don't scream in anger... Well, forget it, he better not ask... When Vera occasionally brings up the past, he will mention the notorious little boy God of leprechauns, a good boy would never deal with that thing.

And Hill could hear that the **** of dwarfs had suffered a loss from Vera, so he helped Titania to pit Vera later.

He said softly: "In the world of the Trahir Elves, the battle-hardened experience and the life full of surprises do not conflict.

If Vera can do that, he will be a very good leader. "

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

As long as she is still full of love for life, Vera has half of her hope of getting out of the power struggle... when the sun **** returns to the throne.

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

An unpleasant howl suddenly came from the direction of the screen... It was the voice of the dead, the wailing that the dead can only make before they die.

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

The cheers of the undead have not yet subsided, but a dark black light erupted from the head that had been shooting the dead flames at the crowd. The body of the skeleton that fell to the ground suddenly disintegrated and flew up, rushing directly to the head.

The quick-response undead's attacks were all in vain, while the glowing skulls couldn't attack at all... During the reorganization, this undead seemed to exist in another dimension.

But his attack didn't stop, instead it became a little more violent. The undead hit by the bone arrow suffered heavy losses... If it wasn't for the sacred rain that had been floating in the sky, it was estimated that more would have died.

On the other side, the Frigid Skeleton's skull was almost madly releasing endless cold bone arrows, and the undead in the sky had to choose to avoid it.

In just a short while, the sides of the two heads were almost emptied.

The voice of 'Xue Yunfeng' sounded: "E*! Does this TM still have three lives? The main TM surrounds the black light first! Quick and fast! The slow person who didn't stand in the front row goes to another head!

Others let the front row out! How many sticks do you think you can handle?

The knight with the armor should quickly change into it, stand outside and go outside... The speed at which the bone arrow is released has become faster! Slow-responding remotes keep the furthest distance!

If you think you can't aim, don't hit! There is a pastor!

#! Which idiot fired mine at the main T?

T also wrote down the list of attacks and damages... When I go back and count how many idiots I brought down. "

The black-red skeleton has reappeared on the main material plane, waving the bone staff that turned black and smashing it at the defensive knights who were blocking his progress, but at this time he had lost the ability of long-range attack, no longer projecting Withered skeleton.

So soon there were more undead. After all, as long as this tall skeleton can't break through the defenses 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 together. , Stake casting is their daily routine.

Hill leaned back on the sofa and smiled, which is why he likes watching the undead fight... War is always cruel, but the undead can always make it fun.

"Their combat mode is very interesting, but don't relax with it." Fran glanced at Hill and couldn't help but exhort, "Before fighting, you must try to understand the details of the enemy... You must also be careful when fighting. .

It's okay for them to be negligent, but you're done for negligence!

I know there must be a divinity in you, whether it's in Toril or in Trahir, unless you're dead, there's hope for your resurrection...but is that all you?

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

It is impossible to come back from the dead without a price, and it is best not to happen. "

Hill showed a bright smile to his grandfather: "Don't worry! Grandfather... I never underestimate any enemy, and I will do my best to deal with anyone.

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

Can dodge arrows, never set fire on the bright side. "

If it weren't for the spell plague, Hill would never have stood so close to the enemy, otherwise he wouldn't have used wind spells the most... Obviously his earth spells are the strongest.

Fran looked at Hill's sincere eyes and nodded with satisfaction, but he wasn't worried that Hill was too passionate in battle... His grandson wouldn't hide from the beginning to the end, and it would be good to rely entirely on the elemental elves to fight.

But he is really worried that Hill ignores the cruelty of the battle and becomes negligent, sometimes hiding is not good but it will become worse, who knows if the enemy has a way to find where Hill is!

The undead is a battle mode similar to playing games, if any lunatic learns from them, it is estimated that they will die suddenly on the same day.

Fortunately, Hill doesn't seem to find the undead's way of fighting attractive... Hill probably doesn't know that when he was in Trahill, many apprentices hoped that they could fight like the undead without fear. , Anyone who encounters dares to open the fight directly.

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

Masters rely on wisdom to fight...and they will never fight unprepared battles. Before going out, they have to estimate the things they may encounter or even the enemy. Even if there is an emergency, there should be several sets of preventive plans. ... If you like to go straight up, isn't it bad to be a mindless knight?

It also saves everyone's resources from wasting... After arriving in the world of Abel, Fran only knew what it means to be unable to keep up with the consumption of resources. Those giant dragons even swarmed in droves just because he paid the bill with gold bricks worth thousands of gold coins. To rob him... so poor he can't imagine...

Toril's side looks similar, and gold, a resource that he didn't look down on before, is simply irresistible here.

His butler would show him the latest news of the territory and Faerûn that Martha had summarized every day.

Fran has already seen the ancient white dragon that went 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 the white dragons are born a lot, But die quickly.

Hill was actually very happy to hear the teachings of his grandfather... No matter how much his family cared about, he happily took out a packet of low-temperature roasted daily nuts to share with the goblins.

"I#!" The scolding of 'Xue Yunfeng' rose again, "What is the T on the side of Frostbolt doing? Why don't you let it rush directly into the priest group?

Dead and no one to make up for it?

What's up with the rockets? Ah? Are you stupid?

Don't stand on the main T in the third lap! You can't even make it to the second lap, why are you still lining up there?

That TM is a skull, not a pretty lady, do you have to look at XP to choose a location? Red and white are not all bones?

Hurry up and change places! Quickly surround the Frostbolt!

What are you thinking about?

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

Hill grabbed a handful of sweet almonds and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed with laughter, other people's mouths were smeared with honey, and the mouth of 'Xue Yunfeng' might have been smeared with durian!

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Fran shook his head helplessly: "When His Majesty William was here, he seemed to be a little more restrained and not so reckless."

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

Hill glanced at it with a probe, and couldn't help scratching his head: "It's almost as I thought, it's undead... Grandfather try not to learn this, it will make you be noticed by the **** of death."

Of course he knew what Frank was recording, but when he saw the undead, he would be physically disgusted, and he couldn't look closely at the runes on the skeleton.

Fran pondered for a while, then neatly tore off the paper, pinched it between his fingers, and shook it gently. A red flame appeared quietly and burned the paper to ashes.

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