Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

This time, Hill and Purvi chose to go around from the sea to Maztec. Although they had to make a long circle from the southernmost ocean of Faerûn to reach their destination in the west of Toril, the sky in Toril It hasn't stabilized yet, and space cracks often appear. Hill doesn't want to be transferred to some inexplicable place.

Above the sea, Hill encountered no trouble at all and arrived at the land shrouded in heavy fog... It seemed that something had happened to Maztec.

In fact, it is understandable that the problem would be this continent. Only they lost their main god... who was killed by Heim.

Today's Maztecs basically grow barbarically. The living environment of most people is not as good as that of the barbarians in Icewind Valley, and a small number of rich and powerful people almost all make their fortunes by selling slaves.

Maztec's minerals were initially in the hands of the colonists of Faerûn: without the protection of gods, the local indigenous people relied only on witchcraft and brute force, and could not defeat the colonists supported by Heim.

As for the slaves needed for mining, they first caught them themselves, and later they supported some highly motivated Maztec indigenous people... After the power of Faerun gradually faded out of the continent due to certain things, the slaves Instead, trade was promoted by these Maztecs.

They no longer regard races that are different from their own as humans... Therefore, the orcs of Maztec are also the race most likely to be seduced by the abyss. Their living environment is too harsh, and they are often captured by humans as slaves. .

In the face of cruel reality, there is nothing wrong with choosing to turn to darkness. .

But this also caused instability in the continent. Hill sighed and asked Purvi to move forward slowly. The diffuse gray fog covered the sky and the sun, and the fine space blades kept flashing, hitting the body of the alien whale.

Fortunately, Purvi's body was added with fine gold by Heer. The mortal body was unable to resist these endless attacks, and even a magic ship probably couldn't withstand it.

No wonder it has been so long, but the news of the accident on the Maztec continent has not reached the Northland.

Those countries that are relatively close to here are probably not able to enter the gray fog... According to the common sense of the Toril people, this situation is either bad luck or it is the devil or the devil who caused big troubles such as blood sacrifices. , or there is some rare treasure or high-level artifact.

Unless we find out what's going on, those national forces will all remain silent. You have to find some clues yourself first before talking about it.

Hill couldn't help but look back. When he came over, no one seemed to stop him? He obviously took the most popular sea route.

There should be a monitor here! Could it be... those ships 10 kilometers away from him?

What's the use of being so far away?

Of course the people monitoring here discovered Purvi. In the world of Toril, 10 kilometers is not that far. There are many ways to get the magic ship there quickly.

But who this strange-looking alien whale represents is now known to anyone with some ability in Faerûn.

They are not that group of tough Baldur's Gate mercenaries. How can they come forward to intercept this mage lord who can kill the dragon?

Don't talk to them about magic items, as long as you can kill them, who cares what method is used!

They don't have the confidence to restrict others from using rare items... To be honest, if Neverwinter City doesn't mention him, it will be on the shelf and it's them who said it first... I hope the forces in the inland countries will share a little bit of their future with them. Risk of Orc Invasion.

Now Aglaia City... has taken away all the pressure, and Neverwinter City no longer needs to go around shouting for help. Everyone is happy, right?

As for the guys in Baldur's Gate who think they will find a way sooner or later, maybe they are already possessed by Baal?

What will happen in the future, let’s talk about it now!

When it’s time to give in, you have to give in!

So it's better to wait and see if this powerful mage can bring out some useful information... at least let them know if there are evil gods, devils or demons inside.

As for Hill, he rarely cares about low-level professionals as long as they are not hostile to him.

He was more concerned about this section of gray fog that stretched for almost hundreds of kilometers... Even the seabed was filled with these lethal space fogs. There was no life of any kind in this section of the ocean.

This is the real Dead Sea!

No matter what, witnessing death is not a good thing.

Hill sat on Purvi in ​​a not very happy mood, and slowly drove towards the continent that already had some outlines.

They can only swim slowly. If they don't know that these gray fogs are composed of unstable chaotic elements, and if they move forward quickly if they feel there is danger, the elemental storm caused must be very terrifying.

Hill knew this, of course, because he had been in contact with this kind of storm for long enough when he was squatting on the edge of Trasil's world and farming, and he recognized it at a glance.

At the end of the fog was the ocean. Within the short ten kilometers leading to the shore, Hill saw countless kinds of marine life. It seemed that some lucky people who were sharp enough escaped this disaster.

But it also caused another consequence... Hill stood on Purvi's back in a daze. There were countless monsters standing on the shore, and there were even a few giant dragons rising and falling in the middle, all of them seemed to be fishing.

Hill observed it and found that they seemed to be more interested in Toril's fish, especially those giant dragons. The reason why they were so busy was to grab some of Toril's big fish.

Many monsters obviously used their own innate magic. Hill observed for a while and found that Abel creatures were indeed better at using elemental magic.

Hill told Purvi not to leave the fog area, but to swim slowly around the continent along the edge of the gray fog.

There is no way this world would be without seaside cities.

The gray fog hid their traces very well. Hill had a headache looking at those strange creatures... I heard that the sun seen in Abel's world was blue and the sky was steel-colored, so they were allowed to Do you look so free and unrestrained?

Hill even suspected that the strange and legendary monsters in his past world were all based here.

It was so ugly that he didn't want to look at it anymore. Even the elements that occasionally appeared on land surprised him... Although the elements were not actually stereotyped, it was just that most elemental creatures liked to imitate humans and grow hands and feet, which led to the current elements. It looks like an elf, but Abel's element is more like a beast.

Obviously the most powerful ones in this world are dragons and humanoid creatures!

Really weird.

Hill could only be glad that he temporarily placed the goblins in the floating castle and did not take them out, otherwise they would have clamored to go to land.

He was a little worried that this continent in other worlds would affect the goblins who were more closely connected with nature. After all, Abel and Toril were actually twin planets on the same plane, but they were later separated by AO, and Abel was placed on within another latitude.

Previously, the only way to enter Abor from Toril was through the Moon of Selûn.

Hill, who was listlessly thinking about the problem, finally cheered up... He saw the first city since arriving here.

There are also many people fishing on the coast... dragonborn, dwarves, elementals, halflings, humans and some other humanoid races. Sure enough, there are no elves, half-elves, and no goblins.

In the world of Abel, the gods have always been vigilant. In this nearly independent world created by AO, not only are demons and their plane magic unable to be used, but communication with the gods is also completely impossible.

No one knows what AO wants to do, whether he intends to make the future of the world he created become a model with only magic and no gods. It can even be said that before Abel's dimension changed, most of the gods did not exist. Be wary of AO.

But after that, even optimistic gods like Miriel and Lierra, who were naturally good-looking, behaved very cautiously in the face of AO's various actions.

Therefore, a responsible racial god like Corellon will inform all the people that this world is not suitable for habitation: Abel is the testing ground of AO, and no one knows what it will become in the future.

In fact, the most obvious point can prove how seriously this world has been interfered with: this is a world where goblins and goblins cannot be born at all, and its nature has been distorted to a certain extent.

Hill silently observed these Abor people who were fishing using various spells and martial arts.

Compared with the Toril people, they have never had a magic network, so they are quite relaxed now, but they do use elemental magic, wind blades, ice knives and the like. Speaking of which, they are more like Trasil. edge magic form.

Hill couldn't help but laugh. Indeed, there shouldn't be much difference between Abel and Trahill, who had incomplete laws at the time. No matter how many laws are distorted, the basic element composition of matter will not change. The magic that can be used is Those kinds.

Purvi slowly wandered along the edge of the city. They seemed to have moved from the civilian area to the aristocratic area. Hill saw more dragon people. It seemed that Abel was now a world dominated by dragons.

Hill's bored and wandering eyes suddenly condensed... Someone had discovered him!

He stood up and looked back. He was an extremely beautiful man with eyes like condensed flames. He stood at the highest point of the city. Even the giant dragon standing next to him had no objections and even expressed Be very respectful.

These should be the original beings who were sent to this world by AO, the beings who were born in the dawn of prehistory... At that time, there were not even many gods in Toril!

However, Hill's attention was attracted by another person standing under the high platform.

The dark golden short hair, the neat robe, the flying crystal ball and the serious expression... Hill's face almost burst into laughter instantly.

Motivating Purvi to fly up, Hill opened the terrace and leaned out to wave his right hand vigorously in response to the exclamations from below: "Grandfather! Grandfather!"