Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill's life was finally on track.

A mage's daily life is always about constant learning.

Through the process of making a magic book, he reorganized what he had learned and found that he had made a lot of progress.

Hill estimates that if he accumulates a few more years, he can advance to another level.

He was suddenly immersed in magic.

Except for exchanging some herbs with Lynn, Hill only went out every few days when he went to the library to spend money.

Even so, Hill could feel that the atmosphere in the town was getting a little tense.

Maybe those rangers have discovered something. Even if the priest who abused the goddess comes down the mountain, he can still cause a lot of trouble.

They are short of food and clothing, so they don't know how to buy things with money.

For most evil forces, robbery is the easiest way to purchase goods.

But a town with three temples and a library is not that easy to attack. They may have been observing nearby for a while.

This kind of observation and surveillance is still easy to detect in a town dominated by rangers, so Hill can feel the uneasy atmosphere on the rare occasions when he goes out.

Linn even came to buy magic scrolls of above 5 levels from Hill in the name of the Sheriff. Hill readily sold him some ice and wood scrolls.

It's a pity that this is a woodland town and you can't use fire casually. He actually wants to see the effect of the fire magic scroll he converted.

If it's strong enough, Hill plans to do more.

The people on Faerun's side have more combat experience, and it is easy to find out that he is a natural mage.

What if there is some way to get him into an environment where only fire elements exist!

Fire protection alone is not enough, Hill has always prepared for a rainy day.

Since he planned to stay in the town for a longer period of time, Hill simply exchanged the mansion spell for higher-end materials.

This time the big villa can last for at least a month, and if Hill supplements the materials, it can even last for 3 months.

Hill looked at the beach coast and a shallow sea in the dimensional space with satisfaction. He finally found the best ratio.

Although the villa summoned by the mansion spell is different every time, the basic environment can still be set.

Hill's preparations were timely. On the second night after changing the mansion spell, the small town of Cuelva received an uninvited guest.

The mansion spell can see the scene within a few kilometers of the dimensional space. Hill couldn't help but frown while sitting in the hall.

Linn was playing the harp and commanding the guards to block a group of enemies in black robes. The Hughes mage also stood out and seemed to be using auxiliary buff magic.

The rooftops of the town were filled with rangers with worried faces. Although they opened their bows and fired furiously, they did not do much damage to the enemy.

The enemy's dodge is very sensitive, and some of them can even become blurred.

When some of Linn's men began to leave the field with injuries, he found that the pastors in the church had not yet planned to take action, so Hill couldn't help but leave the dimensional space.

He also only released some auxiliary spells.

Such as group targeting. Of course, this is where Hill got his name, but he actually assists long-range attackers in calibrating their attack angles and establishing a clear tracking mark.

Although it cannot automatically pursue, it is very useful for these rangers.

Then there is the random addition of elemental attacks. This type of spell can at most allow dozens of rangers to shoot long arrows with a little elemental power. It is still a random element, but it is still stronger than their completely useless physical attacks.

The ranger, who discovered that his body was shining with the light of the elements, quickly exchanged positions with his companions and began to attack mainly those enemies that could be blurred.

Lynn was right, the residents here were indeed battle-hardened.

Hill released another spell that adds mental resistance to the group. These dark professions are obviously capable of mental attacks, but the three temple spells in the town can help resist such spells.

So both sides are trying to strike later.

Faerun's legal profession is so tiring, calculating each other's spells that the other party may use, whether they can restrain themselves, or how to directly convert spells.

Preemptive strikes can only be done one-on-one. When fighting in groups, the later the spell is used, the better.

But neither attacker seemed to expect that Hill would suddenly take action.

When the town was attacked, Linn didn't even come to see Hill. It was because they couldn't afford the hiring fee for such a high-level mage. It would be great if they could buy so many scrolls of level 5 or above. Hill even sold them to Their 2 7th level spell scrolls.

The reason why Lin En dared to stand on the front line and use his skills to the fullest was because he had these magic scrolls as his backing.

But he didn't expect Hill to take action. Every finger of a mage in Faerun is precious.

A mage like Hill would probably only choose Lin En, his brother of the same race, to save him if he hadn't made a prior agreement.

The black-clothed thieves who had already stepped on the scene in advance had long confirmed that this was a mage who was working for a single gang. They felt that as long as they did not kill the sheriff, they would not provoke this mage.

Originally, few thieves dared to attack Lin En. This place is so close to the Supreme Forest!

No one wants to lead a bunch of golden elves to chase them thousands of miles away.

It was engraved with blood. Anyone with the blood of the golden elf could feel the lifelong enemy who killed his brothers of the same race.

"Hill?" Linn shouted, "You can actually use so many auxiliary spells?"

Hill then realized that the time chosen by these thieves was three hours before the spell slots were updated.

Some legal professions may have exhausted all the spells for a day, and may also memorize spells that are no longer needed.

No wonder those low-level mages didn't show up. Only an ugly-looking Hughes ran away after using a few spells.

Hill used another group defense technique, and then said leisurely to Linn: "The rest is for me to save my own life. If you still can't beat me, I will have no choice but to run away with you."

Lin En laughed heartily: "Brothers, work harder and kill these idiots! Not everyone can enjoy so many auxiliary spells!"

The soldiers howled and charged.

Some of the rangers even drew out their scimitars. They seemed to be very excited about fighting without having to worry about their lives.

Hill returned to his own dimension speechlessly.

He could feel that the high-level priests standing at the outermost edge of the battlefield had withdrawn.

He glanced at the open-air church of the Forest Goddess next door. The priest who had been staying in the big tree was the strongest combat force in this town besides Hill.

It stands to reason that Melikai's priest cannot choose to remain silent. He must have no magic to use.

In other words, these thieves chose a rare opportunity when he had exhausted all his magical skills, and there was no possibility of even using his talent to convert his magical skills.

Hill didn't know if Linn was aware of it. He was near the temple and didn't even feel the priest's powerful magic.

Insiders can really be found everywhere, not to mention that this is a town where humans and half-elves live together.

Hill frowned and looked at the battlefield. It turned out that the high-ranking priest left to drive a group of goblins, ogres, and werewolves from attacking the town, and even some desert lizardmen.

There are not enough rangers. They need to protect their home more than intercepting the men in black.

The thieves just want to steal things, these mindless trash want to tear down the home.

Especially those hundreds of goblins, they would even pick up the bones on the ground and eat them.

The rangers could only watch the enemy disappear into the night sky and walk away.

Hill looked at the time. It was almost 0 o'clock. If he didn't leave, the person next door might have to memorize some magical attack skills and rush out.

Hill saw Linn looking at him several times. Seeing that there was no movement at all, Hill continued to direct the battle with peace of mind.

It seems that he doesn't want to kill them all.

This is the most troublesome thing about Faerun. You can defend, but you can't kill the enemy behind you casually, otherwise no one knows who will come next time.

Unless you are so powerful that you are not even afraid of the gods or your backstage is stronger than the opponent, otherwise, you have to turn a blind eye.

Just like how many thieves come and how ruthlessly they kill, they will not easily kill the priests in the temple and the police officers like Linn who have a backing at first sight.

The real misfortunes in Faerûn are always ordinary people, so those with a little bit of ability will try to live in big cities.

Even if it's not safe there, at least there's a chance that it's not you who will die.

Total annihilation and probability, when there is no other choice, you can only choose probability.

Although these bandits without intelligence are numerous in number, they are basically level 5-7 ranger warriors. With defensive magic on their bodies, there is nothing to fear.

Just feel a little tired from killing.

It's rare for goblins to choose to fight to the death, which is a good thing for rangers who have to find ways to clean up nearby goblin thieves every year.

There will be fewer baby gnomes born in the spring. The gnomes will not be so hungry that they have nothing to eat and will not come out to block the way.

However, it is precisely because of the obvious bloodthirsty magic on these goblins that everyone can be sure that they are indeed sacrifices to the tortured goddess Lovita.

It seems that all their winter supplies were indeed burned by the blue dragon.

In winter in the Nese Mountains, the underground caves are not warm enough for living people to live. The monastery monks who cannot get supplies from the town of Cuelva may have no choice but to abandon this stronghold.

Lynn mentioned this with concern the next day when she came to thank Hill.

Generally speaking, those who live in the Blue Dragon Cave on the eastern peak of the Nether Mountains have difficulty getting past the westernmost monastery.

But once the people in the monastery leave, the blue dragon, which is also seriously damaged, can cross the mountains and come here to rob.

Although they prefer to attack the orcs, any dragon with some sense will know that the Silver Moon Alliance is much richer.

Even if he was afraid of Alustriel (the Supreme Lady of Silvermoon City), he could grab a handful and run away. As long as not many people died, Alustriel couldn't chase them into their cave.

Hill didn't know how to comfort him. It can't be said that these dragons will lose their minds soon!