Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill quickly searched the entire valley for magic plants, then turned and walked towards the underground oak tree.

Although he has not dealt with the monsters, he can still find that there seem to be many monsters in his valley.

"Are so many groups coming in again? Most of the undead are in the dwarf kingdom now, right? Is there anyone else coming?"

"The monsters come in as they go.

I think they brought in all the young and old to be raised.

Especially those herbivorous monsters.

It's almost like I came to the valley to find a job so that my children could live a safe life.

Fortunately, there has never been a shortage of undead.

Those families sent recently seem to be newcomers, and they should not be qualified to go to the dwarf kingdom. Their main purpose is rabbits.

Other Warcraft, they all have clear goals. Except for priests and mages who may click casually, knights and swordsmen have fixed goals. If they fail, they would rather come back later.

However, the priests of Black Rose seem to like wolverines. Rumors have spread that there have been a lot of wolverines coming in recently. They seem to think that there are priests who like them. It is very strange and they really want to try it.

The honey badger, on the other hand, was snatched by swordsmen from every family. The Black Rose family probably didn’t keep the secret.

The Sanren have been doing ring missions, and more people have come in recently. They choose World of Warcraft very casually, and I can't find any rules. "

Hill nodded: "As long as it goes well, let them go!"

As soon as Hill entered the magic tower, he smiled bitterly.

The effect of the sun's power seems to be more than just expelling evil.

How come he always forgets that the power of the sun is very useful for the growth of plants.

Oak tree containing artifact fragments.

The magic tower is filled with pure natural breath, and you can only feel the faint warmth of the sun's power if you feel carefully.

People from the evil camp will probably be directly exposed the moment they walk in, or even be burned to death.

Hill looked at the oak tree in front of him.

Tens of thousands of years of growth are probably not as good as the short period of time planted in Hill Magic Tower.

The oak tree is two full circles larger.

Hill walked in with a wry smile. He somewhat knew why Luozhu had reacted.

The living artifact has been upgraded, and of course the residents inside will receive certain benefits.

Hill stood at the entrance and looked around for a while.

He didn't feel that he had been away for a long time, but now he felt like he had been away for a long time.

Just as he thought, the space inside the oak artifact was larger.

But the vacant land has been planted with flowers and plants by the wood elemental elves.

Many have even evolved into magic plants.

Seeing the wood elemental elves flying all over the ground, Hill let out a sigh of relief.

They are dividing more and more, and the small light balls are almost covering the entire forest.

There are so many wood elemental elves, and probably all the trees in the artifact that are over 100,000 years old have become tree people.

Hill took a few glances, and their current target seemed to be a ten-thousand-year-old tree.

A large number of wood element light balls were flying around the lower trees.

Hill discovered that the wood elemental elves in the artifact had divided into groups.

After the elemental elves have the protection of their lords, most of them without ambition prefer to increase the number of groups, especially the wood elements. As long as the number of tree people is large enough, they like to have more companions.

Of course, if there is a high-level elemental who feels that he is capable enough and will become a legend sooner or later, he will leave the group with the little elemental elves who are willing to follow him and establish his own family.

In this case, usually when the strength reaches its limit, it will break through sooner or later.

On the contrary, the earth element family outside has no intention of dividing into groups.

After all, they were followers of the Earth Elemental Patriarch from the beginning.

The wood element and the water element were both groups formed after arriving in the valley, and they were not so united.

Hill stepped towards the lake.

Hill walked slowly down, and in the large lake that had almost doubled in size, there were also a lot of water elemental elves.

They were only divided into two groups, but their relationship seemed to be good.

After all, they were all guarding outside the Lake Temple.

Hill estimated that most of the water elements had guessed the identity of the snail bead, and they all kept guard.

No matter what kind of deity the water law is, the water element that was next to her when she was born will directly understand this law.

Maybe you can directly advance to lord!

Hill quickly understood why the water element informed Liszt that the conch beads had a huge reaction.

These water elements are collectively staying here, probably for this reason.

Big snowflakes fluttered and fell all over the lake.

Hill gently caught a piece of crystal-clear snowflake.

I felt the biting cold.

However, he smelled the faint smell of sea water again, and he could not mistake the salty smell carried by the wind.

It seems that the future water god's possession of water laws is not low!

Hill had thought that was all.

However, the little snail below seemed to feel Hill's presence.

Immediately showed off in front of Hill.

The soft snowflakes turned into violent storms, lightning and thunder in an instant.

Hill soon understood what Luozhu was showing him.

It's the endless wind on the sea.

Under the strong wind and rain, the waves on the lake were rough, hitting the shore violently, and splashing high waves.

Luozhu directed the wind and rain to become stronger and smaller, allowing Hill to see her ability to comprehend the laws of the wind system.

No matter how Hill broke off the relationship with her, this little water god was still directly connected to Hill.

This is the first god to directly understand some of the laws of the wind system, even though it is just the wind on the water.

Although her wind must bring rain.

Hill could almost hear the happy laughter of the little water god in the conch.

Compared to his uncle in the starry sky and his dead parents, this little water god would rather be Hill's child.

Even though she was born a god, Hill was just an ordinary legend.

But she still chose Hill.

Hill didn't know if she knew something when she was born, but the little water god didn't have such deep feelings for her parents.

The little water god is a born god, probably already conscious when he was an embryo.

When she was taken out of her body by the Lake Goddess and thrown into the sea, something else must have happened that made her feel that her parents were not that important.

It's not that she doesn't love her, otherwise she wouldn't choose to live in the palace of the Lake Goddess.

But there was just that little difference that made the little water god prefer to become a child of the Hill family.

Hill sighed and waved down: "If you are born, you can't be here. You must go outside and face the law directly."

Soon, the exquisite ball broke out of the water and landed in Hill's open palm.

It seemed that she couldn't be sure what day it was, but it must have been recently.

Hill scratched his head. Fortunately, he was back.

Otherwise, Liszt would definitely wait until the little water god was born before calling him.

After taking the conch beads out, Hill looked back helplessly and saw the water elemental elf dragging his family behind him.

Anyway, the undead are used to water elements running around, even if there are a little more, it doesn't matter.

They had long known that the water element lived in the magic tower.

Normally not all water elements come out.

Just think that these water elements, who are in a good mood recently, come out to bask in the sun and the moon.

The conch danced in Hill's hand a few times, and finally he chose the fountain of the Lake Goddess and the White Wolf God as his residence.

"Where is the small bag your uncle gave you? Is it still in the palace?"

The exquisite ball spun around in Hill's hand. The residence Hill had prepared for her had been refined into something of her own.

Hill knew what the conch beads meant, and she had already put things into the exquisite balls.

It seems that the exquisite ball has been made into an artifact for daily use by her.

Storage function is the basis.

Although artifacts sound very high-end, in fact, things made by gods using their own laws can be said to be artifacts.

For example, those offensive and defensive artifacts, even the most powerful gods can't do much, especially if they are allowed to use them themselves.

But there are countless such daily ones.

Something that a god uses all year round may automatically become a so-called artifact after a few hundred years.

Although they are all called artifacts, if it were not to show respect for the gods, the alchemists would probably prefer to call these things law treasures.

Fran has said this a few times, probably they all say this in private.

It's just that the former alchemists didn't have the confidence to speak like this, so they could only let the gods call these things artifacts.

Hill quietly laid down the mist of water, and also placed an illusion circle.

Although it was impossible for the undead to take it away, Luozhu probably wouldn't want to be watched and discussed.

But when she was born, it would be a good thing if many people saw her and called her name.

So Hill will not stop the undead from continuing to appear in the valley.

Hill had no choice but to work harder and simply set up a legendary illusion magic circle of matryoshka dolls.

Even if the undead are curious and want to test how to navigate this phantom array, they can only circle around the outside. For the inside, they must understand the nodes of the phantom array before they can enter.

Hill once thought that they would be interested in real magic circles, but later found that even those college students were not willing to waste time calculating nodes and the like.

In other words, Hill can calculate and understand because his repeated promotions have made him very mentally strong, and his photographic memory is just a trivial matter.

But for the undead, only the outer shell is promoted, and the spiritual power inside still belongs to their original state.

Although it is quite powerful, otherwise it would be impossible to control these elemental bodies.

But at most it is the mental power of an ordinary mage.

The undead, so far, have not sat in the academy and learned spells from the mysterious beings.

I don’t know if there will be one in the future.

But Hill remembered that in the bad games he played, someone would record what the teacher said in class.

It will happen sooner or later, but now the world mission is more important.

I don’t know how William will deal with it in the future.

However, Hill remembered that the undead side was a purely demon-free world. Even if someone learned it, they would not be able to use it in reality.

The alchemy skills of this world cannot be transferred to that world at all.

In a world without even elemental reactions, nothing can happen.