Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill sat leisurely on the deck and watched the scenery.

The white cloud he was following was erratic, circling the triangle area seemingly slowly but really quickly.

Hill's day was spent watching the undead digging holes below.

He saw many families who were originally in the dwarf kingdom. After all, the two new batches of undead that entered were still at a low level and could not fight against these high-level demons.

Not every place has demons though. But once it is dug up, it will definitely be a powerful and legendary existence.

Even if they are not as powerful as demigods, the undead still have to spend tens of thousands of lives to hold off these demons.

Fortunately, they all carried holy water and a strange golden scroll with them, otherwise it would have been even worse.

Hill knew that it was the only scroll that could contain divine magic, made of the petals and leaves of the sunflower.

William had passed the practice directly to him.

Hill looked at the blank golden scroll on his desk.

Even though he already knew how to make them, it still took him three days to learn how to make these scrolls.

On the other hand, writing magic spells on scrolls is quite easy for Hill.

He picked up the pen and wrote tentatively.

The first magical spell is, of course, the Water of Tranquility.

If this can be done with a scroll, then Hill will make a lot of money.

But after copying once, Hill knew that the world was not so generous, and he could only copy once a day, regardless of success or failure.

Aglaia had no interest in these scrolls, so as soon as Hill got busy, she simply disappeared and went to play with Old Snow Dog.

Her creativity is getting stronger these days.

Hill felt that when it was over, he still had to give Xueyunfeng a big red envelope. Little Poseidon was a person who didn't know how to exercise restraint, and it was already difficult for Xueyunfeng to escape from the magic circle within an hour.

But Aglaia still didn't know where the flaw in her formation was, so she just relied on brute force to drag her away. Xueyunfeng would have to struggle inside for a little longer, but he could still reach the exit in the end.

Hill knew it well, and he could tell it from the undead chat. But he wouldn't say either.

He smiled and continued writing magic.

Among Hill's skills, there are quite a lot of divine spells, especially the water and wood types.

However, leisurely days are always short-lived. Hill slowly put away his pen and looked at the swaying vines under the moonlight outside the window.

"Hill! There's something troublesome." The lily of the valley hanging outside the window gently handed a golden bell to Hill, and Adrian's voice came out, "The half-elf suddenly announced the founding of a country. The king is That grandmother of yours! She is now Queen Violet.

I am telling you this not to ask you to go back to Central City.

You must not come back, the teacher is very angry now!

She publicly accused the half-elf legendary mage Gillensgain, saying that he was her eternal enemy for everything that happened to her grandson Hill.

Who doesn't know, she is competing with Gillensgain for the position of the Half-Elf God.

Don't appear in front of others for a while. After the Queen came to power, she sent an envoy to Central City. When she met with His Majesty the King, she directly said that you are the only direct heir to His Majesty the Queen.

They also want His Majesty the King to help find you and invite you to settle in their country.

They believe that you are a blessing given to half-elves by nature and should belong to half-elves.

It sounds nice, but it’s all bullshit!

His Majesty the King refused directly and asked them to come to you on their own, saying that you are not the Salar royal mage and he has no right to ask you to do anything.

Who is the fool?

Who doesn't know what they are planning?

If you go to their side and give Gillensgain a few hundred courages, he won't even dare to find trouble.

And for the elves, it is also a good thing to win you over to the half-elf kingdom from the human side.

They might support her becoming a god directly!

But now, even if you don't go, usually no one will mess with her.

She is indeed related to you by blood. Now that the elves and gods are silent, who would mess with her?

Even if you publicly say that you have nothing to do with her, what will happen? Could you still kill your own grandmother just to prove that it had nothing to do with her?

What this queen wants is to be feared by the outside world. As long as there is enough time for her to embark on the road to becoming a god, she will succeed.

Although the teacher is unhappy, she can't stop her from taking advantage of you. "

Hill squeezed the pen in his hand and crumpled it into a ball of mud.

He finally understood why his mood had been so unstable during this period.

Hill really forgot that he had an ambitious grandmother.

Violet, in his heart, might not be as impressed as Manton.

Adrian was still saying: "When His Majesty the King summoned me, he said that the green butterfly seeds you gave to Xueyun Peak were enough to plant the entire dwarf kingdom.

I guess it's also a hint to you not to go back. Anyway, the undead can drink the holy water needed to exorcise the devil himself, so you can just wander around!

That queen is really powerful.

It is said that half of the dozen legendary mages in the half-elf forest outside the Mage Association abandoned Gillensgain and followed your grandmother.

No matter what method she used, whether it hinted at the identity of you and the teacher, it was powerful enough.

Gillensgain has been dominating that forest for hundreds of thousands of years! "

Hill took a long breath, leaned back on the chair and looked up at the sky.

"You must hide it! The group of half-elves who are guests recently have been staring at me! Fortunately, there are many undead people here, and they still don't dare to approach the undead territory.

I'm going back first. I'll let you know if there's any news! "

Adrian's call ended quickly, and Hill leaned on the table helplessly, thinking about what he should do.

Just like Adrian said, as long as he doesn't kill this lady, he can only let her take advantage of him.

The reason why Violet dared to do this was not only because of blood ties, but also because Hill, who was from the good camp, could not kill blood relatives.

If she just wanted to use Hill's name to block the enemy, Hill could only pretend that he didn't know about it.

So Adrian, tell him not to show up.

Otherwise, no matter how he responds, it will bring benefits to Violet.

At the very least, it was impossible for Hill to deny blood relationship in public.

The ice crystal lit up softly: "Dad Hill! Do you want me to go..."

"Just don't worry about it." Hill stopped the fierce little girl. "She told the truth. I am indeed her direct bloodline. She just invited me to live in that country and didn't do anything else. What.

On the surface, she didn't go too far and left a little room.

If I really wanted to find fault, it would be that I was too stingy.

They say they are borrowing my name, but actually the backer they really want is Aglaia!

I don’t want to say anything, and you don’t want to express anything!

Just don't answer anyone's prayers!

Got it? Don't respond to anyone!

Not just the half-elves who claim to be related to me, but also their enemies!

Especially those who keep telling you that I am being taken advantage of!

Rather than being borrowed by others, I'm more worried that they want to use this to change your camp!

You have just become a god, how can you have any devout believers!

The sweeter you speak, the more you fight against injustice for me. Those who hope to use your power to eliminate trouble for me are all enemies! "

Aglaia agreed frustratedly.

Sure enough, someone was already praying with her about this matter, hoping to get a response from Poseidon.

Faith is something that, once a two-way connection is established, not even gods can cut it off.

Hill frowned: "Except for places near Salar, block your name in other places! Go now and don't contact me! Aglaia, don't let me worry."

The little girl went back angrily.

Hill gritted his teeth and slammed the table several times.

Although I knew in my heart that keeping silent and not showing up was the best solution. But he was still annoyed.

Fortunately, he had been floating on the white clouds during this period, and no one knew where Hill was.

Even he himself doesn't know.

"Except for people you know, don't tell me what anyone else says for the time being." Hill told Suzuran.

Although he could pretend he didn't hear it, there was no need to make himself uncomfortable.

Lily of the Valley shook her bell to show that she understood.

Windmill jasmine also quietly climbed up the window, and its soothing fragrance slowly drifted into the room.

Hill accepted her kindness and went back to sleep.

Hill opened his eyes.

He let himself fall into a deep sleep because he was so unhappy.

Perhaps because of bear genes, although Hill can go without sleep for long periods of time, he can sleep for days, nights, or even a year and a half as long as he wants.

Originally, he planned to sleep for a month or two this time and forget about this unlucky period.

But a strange throbbing woke Hill up.

He walked out of the room quietly, lying on the side of the ship and looking down at the place that caused his blood to fluctuate.

The white clouds stopped quietly above a deep pit.

There was a large amount of soil piled outside the large pit that was obviously dug by the undead.

Sunflowers danced in the sunshine with the breeze. This hole must have been dug several days ago.

Hill fell violently to the deck.

Neither Frank nor Violet had ever given him such a feeling of blood connection.

Even if he wanted to lie to himself, he couldn't.

The bear below must have discovered Hill too, right?

He asked Suzuran, who quietly came over, "How long have I been sleeping?"

Suzuran gently made a three and showed it to him.

Hill turned over and it had been three days!

He planned to wait and see how the earth bear would react.

However, when he waited from sunrise to nightfall, the bear remained motionless.

Is there any trouble?

Hill looked at the soft moonlight shining on the earth, brightly and dimly illuminating the deep pit below.

And after wandering around for so long, the white cloud he was hiding in suddenly took root.

He activated the most powerful phantom formation ability of the cloud ship, and the entire ship merged with the moonlight and quickly fell into the pit.

The undead still dug thousands of meters deep out of habit.

When Hill reached the bottom, he put away the cloud boat and went straight into the soil at the bottom of the pit.

He closed his eyes and fell straight down. The bear was hidden hundreds of thousands of meters below.