Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill was thinking about whether it would make sense to turn an immersive blockbuster into a TV series. Fran, who had been standing by the window silently for a long time, suddenly turned around and looked at him: "Hill, when do you plan to release those seeds?"

"In three days. I'll give it to Spencer."

"At that time, the area was clean?" Adrian couldn't help but ask, "So soon?"

"Yes! Sunflowers don't just absorb the dirt in the soil. As long as they are near them, they will absorb everything." Hill explained, "The purifying moss in the ground has actually started to work. It's just because they are still small. , so they grow slowly. They have already taken root.

Once the area around camp is completely clear, I'll use Nature's Blessing on the ground a few times.

That would be enough for them to grow enough to instantly purify the filth from other places. "

Adrian nodded, expressing understanding and expressing deep sympathy for the busy Spencer.

Hill couldn't bear to tell him that William was really asking Spencer to please the will of the world by asking him to do so many things.

When enough merit is accumulated, the will of the world will reward Spencer. Even if it is just a lucky blessing, it will be enough for Spencer to become a legendary knight.

Originally, with Spencer's qualifications, he was able to become a Sky Knight so early because William had enough good things.

But the favor of the world's will was enough for him to cross the gap where he could not see the other side at all.

Moreover, if the gods want to canonize their own gods, they must have sufficient reasons to be recognized by the will of the world. Otherwise, relying on grace alone, Spencer can only enter William's kingdom of God.

William probably didn't want his cousin to end up becoming a saint in his own Kingdom of God.

As an alchemist, Adrian would not have such benefits.

The mage can only rely on his own strength.

No matter how many good things he does, natural consciousness will never bless a mage.

Just like the goddess Spencer, who can change from a god to a member of the pantheon, Miller and the others cannot do it even if they are also gods.

They can only stay in the Kingdom of the God of Time and Space for eternity, but they may also be gradually assimilated by the Kingdom of God and lose their independent will.

The God of Time and Space would not treat them like William took care of his cousin.

So when they discovered another possibility, Miller and Karl no longer considered entering the Kingdom of Time and Space.

Even if one path leads to immortality, the other path may lead to death beyond the stars.

Fran looked outside again. Spencer had already taken care of the mess.

He couldn't help but turned around and asked Hill: "Can't we use natural blessing now? Wouldn't it be better to purify it as soon as possible?" It seemed that he was in a hurry to build this city.

"It won't work if the filth here doesn't disappear completely." Hill shook his head, "Although there are no plants growing here now, it's because the ordinary plants have died long ago, but the magic plants will not, they are still hidden in the soil! They know innately that growing up in such an environment will lead to death.

But if I release natural blessings, they will feel that it is safe outside and will immediately enter a state of growth.

If any plant absorbs some demonic aura, it is likely to mutate into a hell plant in the future, which will be very troublesome. "

Fran nodded helplessly: "Then wait another three days!"

Hill felt that his grandfather was anxious that his design could not be seen immediately, rather than that waiting for these three days was a waste of his time.

A common problem among scientific research tycoons.

It's best to come up with the design here, finish everything over there, and let him see the results directly.

Hill stood up and looked at the other battlefield that was still turbulent, feeling a little strange.

Can three dwarf demigods hold William back for so long?

"No need to look, His Majesty the King is training his troops." Fran said casually, "There are too many undead people, and the fight is a bit chaotic. His Majesty the King plans to let them learn a few fixed formations to see if they can resist the demigods. If If you can, it depends on how many you can resist at the same time."

"The dwarf is also willing? Why are you still fighting?" Hill couldn't understand.

"Dwarves are a race that values ​​face very much." Fran smiled, "Running away before losing is humiliating for them."

So just to save face, you help the human king train his troops? Hill looked at the sky over there in disbelief.

But everyone knows that the dwarves are the ones who suffer, right?

The longer you stay, the faster the undead will train, right?

"The three dwarves are probably only over 10,000 years old." Frank said slowly, "For humans, they have experienced all the world, but the dwarves can only prove that they have good talents or a high enough background. They also need a place to hone themselves.

At this time, as long as they firmly declare that they do not intend to retreat without a fight, then they can stay and train themselves.

Now, no one should still think that the dwarf is stupid.

Many times, what we think is strange actually has a purpose on their part.

And whoever wants to believe that there are only three demigods among dwarves is the real fool. They are guarding against the elves! "

Hill blinked. He knew that there must be more dwarf demigods, but he didn't count how many.

But if we look at the target elves, there are probably at least 8 of them.

"Hill. Why have elf druids never ascended the throne?" Adrian asked curiously. He knew that Hill had some inherited memory.

"The laws of nature do not allow it. If they want to become gods, they can only become gods entrusted by the Elf God King. Once they accept it, they will no longer be druids." A sneer appeared at the corner of Hill's mouth. "Moon elves can become deities." All of Rui's have died long ago. And now those are all mixed blood, and they may have the will of other worlds in their bodies. Natural consciousness, whether they are awake or not, will not recognize that they can represent the natural laws of this world."

"What does this mean? Haven't elves already become gods in this world?" Adrian was startled.

"Elves have no natural gods." Hill shook his head and said, "They all rely on faith to occupy part of the world's laws. But not all. Otherwise, why are the world full of racial gods? Like spring water and lake water, they are born as soon as they are born. The gods named after laws are the true gods of the world.”

Adrian thought silently for a while.

He finally understood why the God of Time and Space was so powerful.

He, a god who innately possesses two laws, is not comparable to those gods who can only occupy a small half of one law.

The Sun God and the Silver Moon Goddess would only show respect to the God of Time and Space. They rarely spoke to other gods.

Hill could say no more.

There were many things that he simply couldn't explain more clearly to Adrian.

This world has been hurt.

The incomplete world is inherently good material for being absorbed by other worlds.

Neither the elves nor the dwarves seemed to intend to make this world their home.

To put it bluntly, natural consciousness is also part of the will of the world, and it is innately wary of these two races.

Therefore, regardless of whether He is awake or not, he will not accept people with elven blood to become the spokesperson of natural laws.

Therefore, as the moon elf race gradually became dominated by elf blood, it was easier for half-elves to become druids.

There was very little blood from elves in Hill's bloodline, but it was squeezed out by the domineering Earth Bear bloodline.

This is the reason why Hill can awaken so many wood magic spells.

Without the Earth Bear bloodline, Hill would have become a beast druid at most.

Seeing that Adrian was thrown a bunch of drawings again, Hill, knowing that he wouldn't see much if he stayed here, left obediently.

Fran was visibly agitated.

Hill felt that it was not just a matter of delaying the construction of this city until three days later.

Although he didn’t know what it was, it seemed that Fran didn’t want to say it.

Hill planned to go back to the Cloud House directly. It would be better to continue watching the battle between the dwarf and William than to stay here and offend Fran.

Fran waved him away and said before he left: "No matter what happens in the Mage Association recently, you should not interfere. If there is a chance of revenge, don't be tempted."

Hill nodded in surprise, glanced at Fran who didn't want to say anything more, and jumped out of the window lightly.

What happened to the Mages Association? Isn't William still fighting dwarves?

He shouldn't have such a good appetite, even the Mage Association has beaten him up, right?

Hill really didn't know who else could attack the Mage Association, and even the Legend of the Laws might be unlucky.

Fran doesn't understand him very well. Is he the kind of person who adds insult to injury when someone he hates is unlucky?

Hill curled his lips, well, he is.

Hill returned to the Cloud House with a lot of questions. Alice was already bored and went to sleep with Merkel.

Hill raised the Cloud House to its highest level and found that the battle on the dwarf side was indeed still going on.

But very boring.

Just like the previous siege battle to defend the Noble Temple.

One fights and the other defends, the competition is patience.

William just sat there and watched the undead training.

Even the people from the Noble Temple were sitting under their altars and watching the fun.

Not sure how they felt when they saw this scene, Hill looked at Dionisio's face seriously, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything from his standard indifferent face.

After watching for a while, Hill felt a little sleepy for no reason and decided to take a nap first.

In this camp, apart from the unconscious people, Hill and his two cats were probably the only ones who could sleep peacefully. They didn't feel any danger at all.

Fran sighed softly when he saw the cloud house with its defensive cover raised.

"Teacher? What happened?" Adrian couldn't help but ask. The whole thing about the Mage Association was just disgusting and troublesome. It didn't make his teacher so entangled, right?

"Violet." Fran said expressionlessly, "His Majesty the King drove them away before leaving, so I didn't care. But after the God of Forging left, they seemed to come back again."

Adrian walked to him: "Where is it? It will take a while for the magic array to end, right?"

"While Spencer was just doing some chores, he walked over to the defensive formation and picked up a few birds from outside."

Adrien almost laughed.