Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill looked at Terry, who had made up his mind, and once again deeply understood the meaning of money to the dragon.

Terry, who has just grown up, is still very face-conscious to a certain extent.

Just like when he was in the cocktail business, he would be embarrassed to set a minimum price, not wanting others to think he was crazy for wanting to make money.

Although ordinary people would not order wine at such a low price when hiring a giant dragon to mix drinks, who knows if they will receive two secret punches after going out.

But if he continues to do this now, Terry will have no choice but to go home crying.

"Then remember, remove the 10-gold item from your price list." Hill warned Terry, "There will indeed be many 'Trasil elves' who will pay big bucks to watch you mix drinks, but there will also be more people, choose this lowest price.

If you really want to continue buying 10 gold cups, even if you are a golden dragon, you will be exhausted. "

Terry blinked his huge eyes. He first thought about how many gold coins it would mean if there was a workload that could make him exhausted, and then he reacted with trembling all over.

He still knows how many new elves there are. If one person drinks one cup, he will definitely turn into a dead dragon.

Terry felt that he was still young. His bed was not even covered with gold, silver and jewels, and his dragon scales were not naturally inlaid with gems. He definitely did not want to live such a miserable life.

He nodded repeatedly: "I'll change the price list right away."

Then he immediately flapped his wings and rushed down the mountain.

Hill shook his head and glanced at the few dragon men hiding aside and slowly descending the mountain.

The undead can always see in all directions and hear in all directions. These dragon people can be discovered by them even if they are hiding in the mountains.

These dragon men, who had always been expressionless, were so frightened that they ran directly to Terry to hide.

Hill didn't know if they would tell Terry's parents what they had just heard, but that wasn't Hill's concern, it was Terry's.

Hill never told his friends things that needed to be kept secret, as that would be of no benefit to both parties. Everything he said could be known to others.

But for Terry, it may be worth paying attention to whether the assistant his parents gave him will listen to him or continue to listen to his parents.

The subordinates sent by the elders always bring this kind of little trouble. They are indeed loyal, but they always give a discount.

This requires Terry's own efforts, how to make these people treat Terry as their own master, rather than a little master who needs their care.

But these are beyond Hill's control, that is Terry's housework.

Hill slowly walked down the mountain range, the mist along the way hiding him as he wished.

He thought carefully about the events of the past two days, hoping that nothing would go wrong.

Then Hill was frightened by the explosion coming from the south.

He was stunned for a moment and then flew directly into the sky: The undead must have just arrived in Waterdeep City? Why is there a fight now?

According to Hill's calculations, he should take on some civilian tasks tomorrow before he can start a fight with the dark forces.

Waterdeep City is indeed very difficult for civilians. If you walk on the path at night, you may lose your life innocently.

But at this time, they should have just arrived at the city gate!

Although the guards of Waterdeep like to extort money, they are not crazy yet. With such a large number of elves, it was too late for them to hide.

Some big wings floated next to Hill, and the biggest one smiled cheerfully: "It's really a fight! Waterdeep City is indeed a fallen city. Give it a little sunshine and it will be brilliant."

Hill couldn't help but look at the extremely proud Rashriel: "What did you do again?"

How could he forget that there is this guy who is worried about the world being in chaos?

"They told me a lot of stories about the previous world, and I found that they were very good at seduction tactics. I asked them to give Waterdeep a showdown.

Let those ladies who like to wear elf home clothes take the lead. "

Hill thought about the road to Waterdeep City. If they were half an hour apart, there would indeed be a big turn.

You can't see the city gate there, and naturally you can't see the large group of people behind the city gate.

As for the elves' home clothes, of course they are short vests, short hot pants and beach shoes that have been modified into Roman strappy high-heeled sandals. Indeed, many undead people wear them.

But they also like those long shoulder-length capes, and they wear them in both large and small sizes, so they don’t look so out of place.

Although he took off his shawl while working, no one outside could see it, so Hill ignored it.

Think about a few charming female elves walking toward Waterdeep City in such swaying clothes. The notoriously corrupt and depraved city guards there would do what they did.

Hill estimated that the few people who went there were all mages. Once the shield was opened, it was common sense to set fire to it.

There has never been a level 15 mage in Toril who is so relaxed, and he will definitely teach them a profound lesson.

However, it happens every once in a while that Waterdeep City guards provoke strong men. Every time Waterdeep City encounters such a thing, the first reaction is to close the gate and let those lord-level strong men come out to deal with them.

But there are so many undead people behind them, and they all have mounts.

If you mount your horse and sprint, the half-hour journey may take less than five minutes. At that time, the particularly heavy gate of Waterdeep City may not have been completely closed.

This huge explosion was probably caused by the undead who broke in. They are very good at causing damage.

"When they get to Waterdeep City, they will definitely start fighting. There are gangs and thieves everywhere there." Hill couldn't help but said, "Why bother?"

"That's different." Rashriel's eyes were full of fierceness, "We have to give Kelben a warm greeting first: The elves are here."

Hill glanced at Rashriel. This messenger from Corellon always over-interprets the oracles of the Elf Father and always speaks with strong conviction. Moreover, speaking of it, although the other one is calmer than him, But when fighting, Lashriel was more ferocious and ruthless, never forgiving his enemies.

He would often fight his enemies to the death, even if he had to spend a long time in Corellon's kingdom before being resurrected.

Hill nodded and would send Rashriel out. Corellon had already been ready to fight. Anyway, as long as the undead had enough reasons every time they took action, not even AO could stop them.

It is even more impossible for him to stop the foreign warriors who fight against evil. At the beginning, he issued a call to all universes, please keep the existence of justice and kindness to Toril.

Tyr came after hearing his call and brought hundreds of angels with him, but they all died in Toril. Although they were finally resurrected in his divine kingdom, these angels could never return to their homeland. The homeland, the soul has been marked with Toril's mark.

This is why Tyr insisted on becoming the God of Justice in Toril.

Corellon dared to do this because he took advantage of AO's never-retracted call. As long as foreign powerful men were doing things to fight against evil, AO could not do anything because they affected himself and the tablet of destiny.

This is the oath made by the world of Toril based on its own origin.

"There is also the Great Temple of Suellen in Waterdeep City. You'd better pay attention. I never want to become Silver Moon's enemy." Hill still warned Rashriel lightly.

Sometimes, hurting Su Lun may be evil. Although she seems to have been hurt, she is still the same Silver Moon in essence, and her origin has not been contaminated at all.

"Corellon has marked Silver Moon and her subordinates in the core system of the 'Trasil Elf'. If the other party doesn't take action first, we can't fight them." Rashriel said with a little regret.

"Su Lun's men are very easy to talk to. Just tell them that you are fighting evil." Hill was unmoved. He didn't want to be dragged down by this guy who likes to fight. "Besides, Su Lun and Aglaia have a good relationship. , don’t mess with her.”

Rashriel turned to look at the temple by the sea, then looked at Hill, and nodded solemnly: "I understand, and I will definitely avoid conflict with them."

Hill smiled and said: "Now that I know what happened, I will go back. Rashriel, you must not leave the scope of the mystery! I have tried to suppress your breath to the lowest level."

This guy probably has more enemies than most of the righteous gods of the elven gods, and many of the evil gods want to kill him.

The two most dangerous ones in the elven pantheon are Araslin Delana, the goddess of spells and runes, and he is the other.

But Alaslin became the target of the enemies of the Elf God System because she is the weakest link in the Elf God System and likes to live alone. And Rashriel is entirely because of her mad dog-like style and mouth comparable to a dwarf. .

Rashriel nodded in frustration. He also knew that if he attracted those evil gods here, he would have to return to the Kingdom of God.

Although they have a good relationship as brothers, he is not willing to be replaced halfway through his work.

Hill didn't care about the angels looking into the distance. His eyesight couldn't see that far, but these angels could.

Hill couldn't do it, but he had to use magic, so he simply went home.

After all, he has other ways to do what angels need to rely on magic to do.

When the explosion occurred, Liszt had already invited guests for him.

Entering the living room of the floating castle, Hill saw Black Rose's 'Chirp Wai Wai Wai' and 'Magic Sword'.

Although they have all become elves with longer ears and slender figures, their faces have not changed much except that they look like they have been given a make-up.

Hill recognized it immediately.

They were holding a glass of juice and drinking. When they saw Hill walking in, they waved their hands together: "Hill! It's been a long time since I last saw you, and the juice you have here is still so delicious.

Seri in Trasil won't sell to us at all. Can you tell him? "

Hill smiled happily: "Of course. Why didn't you two go to Waterdeep City?"