Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The God of Forging actually knows that if he loses this wrestling, then in order not to lose the artifact, he will probably have no choice but to fly with the artifact to an unknown place.

And there is still a half chance that he will not be able to hold the artifact, and then completely lose the hammer that he has been struggling with for hundreds of thousands of years.

So even though he suffered a lot and even his divine power fluctuated, he still persevered.

Seeing him looking up anxiously in the direction of the dwarf kingdom several times, Hill suspected that the battle there was not over yet.

When the God of Forging first started to raid, the undead people started attacking the fortress.

If William stays there, the aristocratic church can have one less ceremony to pray to God. Their supplies are not that abundant, so they can save whatever they can.

Hill always felt that if the noble god didn't take his face too seriously, these cardinals would definitely be able to auction the gods' supplies.

The loss of offerings from three countries at once was really hurtful to them.

In order to keep the camp of the Noble Temple from slipping into evil, these cardinals who actively participated in the war are said to have spent their capital.

The franchise had lasted for hundreds of years, but once it was cleared, many of them couldn't help but cry.

During this time, Alice told him several jokes.

Looking at the Forging God who wanted to run away, Hill rubbed his hands maliciously. If there was a tornado, he and the hammer would definitely be entangled with each other to the end of the world, maybe just hit the edge of the earth's rupture. Falling directly into the elemental turbulence.

It’s exciting to think about.

Then he looked at Spencer who was watching nervously, and was silently discouraged.

This guy looked over his head for a while and then looked twice in Hill's direction. He was probably worried that he would be impulsive.

Business is still important, but it's a pity. Hill is a little depressed because he can't hold back.

Sensing movement in the magic tower next to him, Hill quickly flew to the other window with the sofa.

Alice meowed happily: "Hill, do you think cats can grow wings?"

"Flying cat?" Hill recalled it. He seemed to only remember the flying pig. Did the pig have wings?

"You are already a legend. You can fly! A cat with wings may not look good." Hill decided to stop this cat's fantasy. This is a spirit of nature. If you think too much, it will really become a cat with wings. Cat, he has a headache.

Cats and birds are completely different creatures. This is not a fantasy world, and biological structures have limitations.

Alice will definitely regret it.

After growing wings and not using them anymore, it would probably be very difficult to return to the original appearance based on Alice's habits.

"Even if you have wings, you have to use your own strength to fly. The wings will not fly by themselves." Merkel said straightforwardly.

Alice meowed and lay down decadently, indicating that she had given up on this idea.

Hill couldn't help but pat her little head. His thinking couldn't keep up with that of a cat.

Fortunately, Merkel knew what Alice was thinking better than he did and cut her off.

Otherwise, Hill's statement has no deterrent effect on cats who want to be lazy.

A silver light suddenly burst out from Fran's study.

It instantly enveloped the entire territory.

Hill held Alice in his arms and told Merkel on the side: "Illusion magic, just don't move if you see anything."

"If I go crazy, knock me out." Merkel suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Hill didn't understand why Merkel, who had always been steady, thought she couldn't control herself.

"The ancestor's influence is already very weak, but he has always been very responsive to Silver Wolf." Merkel said in a bad tone, "Although he didn't show me the full reason, he was tricked by Silver Wolf using illusion magic many times. In the later stage, it has reached the point where he will go crazy when he sees the silver light, and anyone who comes close will be beaten to death. I am worried that I will not be able to suppress him."

"How about you take a nap first." Hill waved to Jasmine Windmill to bring in a vine, "Smell it?"

"Okay." Seeing the silver light enveloping the entire camp, Merkel agreed immediately, almost inserting her nose into the petals of jasmine.

Hill stretched his head to watch, and Alice also stretched her head.

Both of them were completely unaffected by illusions, so they had no idea what was going on.

In the silver light, the dwarf God of Forging suddenly paused. Although he reacted quickly, he was still bounced away by the power of the magic circle. He was reluctant to part with the hammer and could only fly with it.

Then he was caught halfway.

The God of Forging actually woke up from the illusion very quickly. After all, he was a god. If he could affect him for a few seconds, William was cruel enough.

But these few seconds had already put him at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, his subordinate god came over at some point.

Although the God of Forging had stopped the car for a long time while grabbing it in the air, and although the subsidiary god's first reaction was to grab the artifact hammer first, he still caught it anyway.

Hill sighed sadly, the target was gone.

The God of Forging had woken up. He grabbed the hammer and left with his subordinates without looking back.

Only the Dwarf Shield Warrior was left, who was bounced far away and hit the ground. However, he was unconscious and probably didn't feel much.

Hill could feel that his breath was very weak, and the fire of life was about to go out.

If the dwarves didn't run out to rescue him early, it would have been over in three or two days.

Spencer said goodbye to Hill neatly and jumped down.

He seemed not to be affected by the illusion circle at all.

Hill looked down. The Guardsmen were moving freely below and were fishing for people from Hill's forest array.

It seemed that William wanted to experiment not only with the magic circle, but also with tools that could not be affected by illusions in the magic circle.

But what is the plot of the illusion that William weaves?

Hill was a little curious. For the first time, he felt that the illusion was too comprehensive in that it had no effect on him at all, leaving no escape route for him. He also didn't understand illusion magic and couldn't see what was inside.

He really wanted to know why those guys from the Mage Association rushed into his forest array.

Hill stared longingly for a while, and finally turned to look at Fran's study.

Spencer was walking into the Magic Tower, probably to discuss the illusion.

Hill decided to wait until he left before asking Adrian. He believed that with Adrian's curiosity, he would definitely feel this illusion.

"Master Frank. Thank you for your hard work." Spencer bowed and said hello after entering the study.

"There is no need to be so polite when you are paid to do things." Fran said calmly, "There is no use in attacking the magic circle."

"It doesn't matter, there is always a chance to use it." Spencer said with a smile, "His Majesty the King doesn't care about this very much. When he was still in Salar, the attack circle was only an auxiliary one and was basically not used."

As for after William ascends to the throne, Salar estimates that no king can afford to use this array that requires dispatching six giant ships.

Of course, if one day a prodigal son appears, it will no longer be William's treasury that is burned, and he will not care.

"What's the matter with the content of this illusion array? Is it too evil?" Adrian asked standing aside, his expression ugly.

"You didn't bring a bracelet?" Spencer raised his hand, revealing a chain of gravel inlaid with a moonstone on his wrist. The silver light shining on it proved that it was an alchemical jewelry.

"I want to see the illusion created by His Majesty the King himself." Adrian showed a ferocious smile.

"Not just His Majesty the King, but also the Silver Moon Goddess." Spencer said immediately, "This was done after they discussed it. His Majesty the King just provided some legends about his world. The contents were all perfected by the Silver Moon Goddess. He like very much."

"Will this kind of resurrection of corpses happen in this world in the future?" Adrian was a little uneasy, thinking about his family's huge cemetery.

"Her Majesty the Silver Moon Goddess said that it is something that will only appear when darkness develops to a certain extent. In this world, it will not be possible for hundreds of thousands of years. You don't have to worry so much." Spencer said funny, "Let's You didn’t have time to look at it, it’s so disgusting, I felt like throwing up just by looking at it.”

"Hundreds of thousands of years!" Adrian suddenly calmed down, "The scum is all out of my bones. When I'm about to die, please ask Hill to help me get a purification circle to ensure that I won't suffer any disaster."

Spencer couldn't help but give him a look. No one except him would dare to ask a legendary warlock like this.

Fran stopped the boring conversation between the two.

"What about those people in the Mage Association?"

"Your Majesty the King is right to not want to get too involved with them." Spencer said, "There are some people there who are willing to do anything to extend their lifespan. Many mages from the Mages Association are involved."

"The real top management of the Mage Association will not care." Fran looked at Spencer who wanted to say something and said, "In the world of mages, everything is your own choice. They don't stop it because it is asking for death.

Moreover, they only lure other people to participate, and those who are tempted are not worthy of being a mage in the eyes of these law legends.

A mage only cares about himself and not others. "

Spencer was silent for a few minutes, and then said: "As for His Majesty the King's suggestion, does Master Frank have any ideas?"

"It's impossible for me to completely break away from the Mage Association, but it's okay to no longer participate in their activities."

Spencer laughed happily. This was the first time that Fran made it clear that he would no longer participate in the activities of the Mage Association. In the past, he only expressed dissatisfaction and anger because of Hill's affairs, but he was not so determined.

Seeing Spencer leaving happily, Adrian stood up and tidied his desk: "It's all because I'm useless that the teacher made this choice."

"It has something to do with you, but it's not that big." Frank stopped him from feeling sorry for himself. "It's only a matter of time before you become a legend. I'm not worried about it. But if you get too close to the people of the Mage Association, I'm worried about your students." We were pulled in. We finally broke away from various forces and stayed on our own, but I don’t want to get involved in the struggle between forces again.”

"Teacher, what you mean is that there is going to be a fight within the Mage Association?"

Fran smiled disdainfully: "The good camp has the upper hand now, Adrian."

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