Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

In fact, Linn didn't need Hill's comfort. He was already thinking about how much money he should spend to buy weapons specially used to deal with dragons. Hill could hear him muttering that the things in Silvermoon City were good. expensive.

It never occurred to him to ask Hill if there was anything he could do.

Even though Hill's mage level is high, Lynn seems to treat him as a minor.

He never took the initiative to ask Hill what he had. Elf wine didn't count, and Hill took it out first.

This approach is common among adult elves. After all, elves or half-elves who have just come out of the forest to experience are basically unlikely to be over 300 years old and are immature.

Even if the strength is very high, it only proves that the talent is good or the family has a mine. Then you can't just ask the children what they have. What if it is something that you really want but can't afford?

The elves themselves can't guarantee that they won't covet it, so they simply don't ask anything.

Hill couldn't help but smile as he thought about the rules and regulations in his inherited memory.

He always thought that this memory could only be thrown into the trash can. Some of the things he inherited from the moon elves made Hill completely disbelief that elves still have moral integrity.

Unexpectedly, the first half-elf in the world of Faerûn that I met actually did this.

Sure enough, is this the gap between leaders?

That’s not right, Hill suddenly thought of something. The first queen of the Elf Forest in Trasil was Rose's maid, and it was normal for the elves she brought out to have such strange virtues.

Anyway, that fool of the Elf God King couldn't see anything, so maybe he thought it was good not to suffer any loss.

"By the way, Hill." Linn said with a smile, "When winter is over, I will go to Silvermoon City to buy equipment that can protect against dragon attacks. Then you can come with me! There is nothing wrong with going to Silvermoon City in winter. mean.

Many businessmen will come there in the spring, and the university will also open. At that time, I will find someone to write a letter of introduction for you, and you can attend some common sense classes on human beings.

The content in college is relatively new, and many of the ones in the forest are useless!

When I can go back and take a look in the future, I will definitely buy a few sets of common sense books for them. "

Hill glanced at Linn. He obviously no longer planned to return to the forest to settle down, but regarded Cuerva as his future.

Hill readily agreed: "I will copy all the books in this library first before talking about it. Although I have heard some of them before, but..."

"Haha~" Linn understood it before Hill finished speaking, "No elves can listen to boring human history lessons! For thousands of years, the methods of death have been the same. No one can tell which one is which."

Hill looked at Linn with a smile. He was not lying anyway.

However, Linn seemed to have known about the battle between the blue dragon and the monastery. The blue dragon had the upper hand, and the great loss was caused by the great elves who had taken refuge in them.

At least the blue dragon took back the good things in the monastery.

So this winter, there is no need to worry about these dragons going south to rob. In winter, even the blue dragon is unwilling to go out and only plans to hibernate.

Wait until spring, these blue dragons will choose to find places to rob, they need to replenish their hungry stomachs from hibernation.

Linn left quickly. He still had to deal with some aftermath matters. It was a rare break to chat with Hill for a few words.

Aglaia quickly floated out of the room: "He does look a bit like Adrian, but he seems to be a little kinder than Adrian."

"He is from the good camp." Hill laughed, "But he is a believer in the gods. Even if he is not so pious, Aglaia cannot appear in front of him."

"Of course." Aglaia said with a smile, "The good camp does not mean that they will not kill people for their own benefit. As long as this kind of killing can be disguised as the so-called righteousness, I have known it for a long time.

Gods from other worlds are just walking bait until they gain a foothold, and they will be bitten sooner or later. "

Hill nodded with satisfaction: "Go and play! But remember to be prepared for the spread of God's name in the future."

Aglaia smiled and agreed: "I understand, Dad Hill, I don't just play at the beach."

Hill watched Aglaia fly to the beach. Much of her play was spent practicing her ability to make waves and then calm them down.

Martha was throwing things into the sea with her puppet, from big to small, from heavy to light. Aglaia had to find everything as fast as possible, push the sea water directly, and send these things to the shore before they sank to the bottom of the sea. .

This is training the ability of micro-management. In fact, it means transforming spiritual thoughts into thousands, trying to make every ounce of mental power as delicate and perfect as possible.

Hill showed a smile. How could Aglaia like this, a loser like Amber, the sea goddess, have to take action to steal a ship, win?

Hill took out a magic book. There were no words on it yet, but from the pages to the cover, it was all woven by Hill.

For the book cover, Hill used all types of crystals at hand, pressed them piece by piece into soft films, and then integrated them into one, and then used mithril thread with a little fine gold added to the outside of this colored and transparent cellophane. Braided seal.

For the pages of the book, he used the silk threads of crystal flowers as warp threads, and the silk threads drawn from attributeless crystal stones as weft threads. Then he used his own mental power as a loom to weave several huge sheets of silk.

Then the book cover and pages were completely integrated using the magic circle used to make the magic book. After all the hard work, Hill only completed this book.

He still failed to achieve endless pages, but he also had a powerful magic book that could write up to 999 pages.

Although you can only see 9 pages when you open it, it is still in a state where not a single word has been written.

When the first 9 pages are finished, a new blank page will appear, also 9 pages.

Hill touched the cover, and he could feel a hidden power.

When Hill completes the first nine pages, the first ability of the grimoire will probably appear.

Hill had a rare hesitation. His first nine pages were the basis of the entire magic book. Logically speaking, he should still write down earth spells, or more directly, earth spells.

But he still wants the summoning system.

None of the elemental elves outside Faerûn are weak, and they will never be as naive as Trasil.

Hill was a little worried about his control.

Hill looked at Aglaia outside again and finally made up his mind.

He needs the power to resist the gods, and that requires a summoning spell.

If he could summon the Water Elemental Goddess, he wouldn't have to worry about Amber.

This is just a tool, at worst I will make another one later.

Although he has already used more than half of the crystal flower branches, there is still no problem in making another one.

Hill memorized various summoning spells again, and then compared them with the law spells engraved in his spiritual sea.

In the end, he chose the spell in his spiritual sea.

Even other summoning spells need to be modified according to those.

The summoning spells in Hill's spiritual sea are more likely to resonate with the elemental elves and the summoner. In this case, even if they are summoned to the main world, these elemental elves will basically not cause any trouble.

As for the kind common to Faerun, when summoned, you have to use your own strength to suppress it. If you can't suppress it, it depends on the luck of the summoner.

Hill took action and wrote the first spell, and a slight drizzle floated in the dimensional space.

Aglaia suddenly turned back to look in the direction of the villa, and suddenly put down dozens of things that Martha had dropped.

"Miss Aglaia?"

"Dad Hill, you are making something very interesting." Aglaia narrowed her eyes and smiled happily, "It's so thick with moisture!"

Hill didn't know how Aglaia felt. Although he felt that the reaction of the elements was too violent, he didn't know Faerun very well, so he simply continued writing.

Regarding earth elements, Hill wrote four items. The first one only needs to be an earth element.

The next three items focus on earth, wood and metal respectively. Always consider the needs at the time. Others may not be able to tell how to summon these three, so they can only choose randomly.

But Hill, after experiencing the separation of the three lines for so many years, has become proficient in this summoning technique.

Speaking of Wind and Thunder, Hill is also relatively easy to write.

Then Hill hesitated a little. Should he write a spell that was basically unusable in his magic book?

If he wrote the spell to summon the fire elf, he probably wouldn't be able to use it, right?

Unless you're bored, Hill doesn't even know what use this spell that requires four times the mana can be used!

But missing one of the four is really painful.

Hill gritted his teeth and still worked hard to write down the summoning spell for the fire elemental elf.

It really took more mental energy than his previous posts combined.

Hill turned his wrist silently and glanced at the small flame dancing in his study. Is it because the world of Faerûn attracts much attention from the elemental world?

This was the first time that he received such an enthusiastic response from the fire element!

The last spell, Hill had already prepared, was a spell that strengthened the ability of the summoned elemental elves.

Although it is not a summoning spell, it would be more meaningful if it could be integrated with the first 8 spells.

But Hill was very laborious when writing this spell, and almost every stroke was a huge test of mental strength.

Hill took the alchemy potion and even turned on the water of tranquility to complete the last step.

He had realized that something was wrong, but at this point, it was impossible to give up.

The magic book floated quietly in mid-air, and the four kinds of light of earth, water, fire and wind kept shining, with lightning and thunder in between.

Although it doesn't look simple, the only thought in Hill's mind is that fortunately it is in the dimensional space and cannot be found outside.

Otherwise, Hill really doubted that when he opened the door, Alustriel would be standing outside.

The magic book finally flashed enough and fell into Hill's raised hand.

Hill had to feel lucky, probably because Hill's mental power was used from beginning to end, and what finally appeared was an exclusive magic book.

The real content and features are invisible to anyone but Hill.