Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly: "Let them go as they please! Remember to leave a copy for me, I don't even know what I can summarize. Where is Lina?"

"I went too." Liszt said quickly, "I gave him a large amount of money, and Lina seemed to talk a lot about the past."

"Let her do whatever she wants, that's fine, she won't even be qualified to beg me in the future." Hill suddenly remembered: "Do the undead have any memorabilia of the Salar royal family?"

"Yes." Liszt said quickly, "No one from our territory is writing it, but they all know each other. Even before it was finished, it was placed in the church library in our territory, and people came to read it. They were writing chronicle."

"Don't worry about it, they just want to write stories about gods and the like. Remember not to put them in the territory's library, only in the magic tower."

"Okay, sir."

Hill had known for a long time that the undead plot party would definitely appear, but it was already too late now.

If it weren't for the elemental bodies they used and their 100% perception, Hill was worried that they would find the world different.

However, Hill could sometimes hear from their conversations that the games in their world were also controlled by the brain and issued random tasks.

With different choices, the tasks will take different directions.

Moreover, all NPCs in the game are intelligent, but William's game is more flexible.

This group of undead have all played more than one game. The cohesion of the family is also slowly accumulated.

Of course, there are more and more enemies.

Hill once heard them praise William's game company, saying that their entire building is mainly composed of a super intelligence and his server. There is no follow-up planning at all. After inputting the main tasks, the main brain automatically generates other tasks. Side missions.

They were satisfied, but they still wanted to scold William.

Of course, the chief planner will always be scolded.

The God of Time and Space and William must have been searching for a long time to find this unique world among countless worlds.

And they have no intention of exposing the existence of this world.

Sooner or later, this game will go out there and no one cares about it.

Just like in Hill's world, a game that has existed for decades slowly loses its players and closes servers one after another until it completely ends.

Hill shook his head, it wouldn't be too early. He waved away his unnecessary moans, saying that when he left this world and went to the starry sky, he would still be able to see the child of that girl Cunlu!

Hill's life was very leisurely, and he was still in the mood to watch the excitement of the dead.

As for the so-called memorabilia, Hill didn't take it to heart.

The study of mages took up most of his energy before he was a teenager. After the only time he tried to please Melanie without good results, he plunged into the world of mages.

Lina and Locke actually spent most of their time managing servants and fields.

Hill was surrounded by only Bonn and some maids.

But compared to her own mother, Lina, who would come every morning to see what the little master's needs were, and come every evening to see if anything was wrong, was already very good.

She is a dedicated housekeeper, and Hill also paid Lina the best treatment.

He didn't think that Lina, who still lived in the French territory and hoped that her two children would have a good future there, would say anything about her shortcomings.

However, Hill's desire to turn into a poor little boy whose father doesn't care for his mother seems a bit slim in other people's mouths.

Hill didn't intend to dwell on this. He had encountered too many things recently, which made him a little annoyed.

Sitting in the quiet room, Hill was immersed in the spiritual sea. He needed to clear up his somewhat depressed mood.

Hill had been thinking about wind magic for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

He knew his knowledge was still somewhat lacking.

In the end, I could only find a way with the basic spell of Wind Blade.

Hill, who watched the wind blade spell every day, repeatedly combined this rune, and then compressed and solidified the summoned wind blade.

I don't know if the will of the world gave him a little inspiration, but Hill finally turned the wind blade into countless small crescent-shaped boomerangs that could be sent back instantly.

Satisfied, Hill fell to the ground, looked at the blue darts flying in the quiet room, and smiled quietly, just call it the Blade of the Wind!

Hill stood up and walked onto the terrace.

The night was beautiful and the moon was shining brightly.

This is Hill's home. The silent valley and the swaying forest are his spiritual haven, allowing him to enjoy freedom and peace.

Hill's thoughts were flying quietly in the mountain wind.

In such a beautiful scenery, Hill turned the depression he had accumulated during this period into a blend of wind and earth, flying sand and stones.

He had long wanted a magic combination of wind and earth, but he had been unable to finalize it.

I originally thought of just large boulders accelerated by the wind, but that didn't seem to be of any use.

The boulders thrown by the legendary knight with all his strength might be more powerful than this. Then I gave up.

But today I was bursting with inspiration.

An enhanced version of the tornado is enough to consume a high-level magic shield.

Hill washed up and went to bed in a happy mood. He was about to start retreating.

He could already feel the fullness of his spiritual sea and his eager desire to expand.

Hill knew that the opportunity for his promotion was just around the corner when the family of Sylph Kais was officially formed.

Hill soon locked himself in the quiet room again, sorting out his spiritual sea and spell ring every day.

The valley outside is also guarded by three legends, Merkel and the two earth element lords, so there is nothing to worry about.

Hill's life was dull but fulfilling, while Adrian's life was a bit dire.

William's personality is too out of the ordinary, and Adrian really doesn't understand what colorful black is.

Although William retracted his unreasonable thoughts under his extremely terrifying sight, Adrian was really a little exhausted.

Fran's magic circle has been carved and he is ready to return to his magic tower.

William had already agreed to Adrian's architectural drawings with satisfaction, but today when Adrian was talking about the decoration of the King's Hall, this strange idea suddenly came to him.

On the black background, the glittering transparent crystals of various series are added. In addition to looking good, they can also charge the magic circle on the wall. This was a setting that Adrian was very satisfied with.

When the time comes, under the illumination of the crystal lamp, the various colored crystals will sparkle with different colors, and they will be brilliant and beautiful.

Unexpectedly, William suddenly wanted something colorful black!

Adrian almost flipped the table and quit.

Even if he uses transparent crystals of various colors, he must consider the unity and harmony of colors.

It’s so colorful. If you don’t consider the aesthetics, just put all these crystals directly on the black background! If William wants that kind of thing, just fight for it!

But Adrian also knew that what William was talking about was black, but it should give people a colorful feeling.

He doesn't have that level of appreciation and hopes that the goddess of literature and art can do it for him. Adrian really told William this.

Either make a colorful flower on a black background, or ask the goddess of literature and art to create the black color William wants.

Adrian's self-feeling is very clear. He definitely does not have that kind of artistic level. He can only express his beauty in the mortal realm. William had better find trouble with the goddess of literature and art.

William can enjoy the past time, it is not like he was not taught a lesson by Queen Spencer at that time. Adrian cursed secretly.

However, the undead are really useful! Adrian looked a little envious at the earth mages who quickly converted his earthen house into stone.

Although Hill can do it, it takes too much effort and time.

Unlike now, in just ten minutes, rows of undead earth mages stood in a row and turned all the walls into obsidian.

So the current Great Border Wall in Salar is really well built! Adrian's mind slipped to the news he saw a few days ago. The Holy Alliance fighting against the Noble Temple requested the construction of a defensive Great Wall similar to the Salal Border Great Wall.

The implication is that either you send more mages over, or we ask King Salar to let the undead come over.

Adrian will see this news because the Mage Association has sent over most of the mages who know earth magic.

Are you planning to jump to the front and say that the Lawyers Association is at odds with Salar?

However, when there is a real fight with the elves in the future, won’t their elders who are beyond legends also take action?

Adrian thought about it for a while, and estimated that those mage families were putting pressure on other countries, and others should follow Salar's example.

Even if the Lawyers Association establishes a school, their methods are just more subtle, and they can always achieve the goal of strengthening the family.

But if other countries follow Salar's example and train their own mages, then they will really have no future at all.

Adrian walked slowly in the palace, inspecting the newly built palaces.

Behind him were a group of mages directly affiliated with the Salal royal family. They needed to learn from Adrian how to maintain and host these magic circles.

Adrian doesn't care about the mentality of these mages who want to steal their masters. If you really look at it, you can understand it. If you understand it a little, you can learn the essence of their school. Why is Adrian so hard to find students?

Adrien would rather teach more now than these people who can't understand and have to call him over to work as maintenance workers no matter what.

Adrian didn't care how dissatisfied these people were. Anyway, since William handed over the construction of the palace to Fran and him, there have been murmurings among the mages directly under the royal family.

In their minds, how could the construction of Salar Palace be left to outsiders? Even the legendary alchemist master is much better than them! The magic circle has not been the same for tens of thousands of years.

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Where is my ticket?

Which new concubine did you fly to?

I'm going to explode~