Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 711 The Sword of Everisca in the Star Mountains
Hill lowered his head, looked at 'Xiao Liuliu' whose fingers were flying up and down, and said in a deep voice, "Neverwinter is about to be liberated."

Oberon glanced at him strangely: "Isn't Neverwinter City pretty good? The undead have helped them so much, and things as serious as the plague have been solved!"

Hill smiled at him. To the goblins, the strange behavior of the undead is not a problem at all, and they will even follow along.

But for the king of Neverwinter, he probably has a deep understanding of what it means to invite gods is easier than to give them away.

In the continent of Toril, Waterdeep City has a higher status, but in the hearts of the undead, Neverwinter City is much more important.

Hill once inquired about the undead's understanding of the world of Toril. Although the protagonist of the story is different, Neverwinter was once a well-known stand-alone game on their side.

It is indeed the most resonant plot to fight against the evil forces that destroy one's own homeland as human beings.

Moreover, Hill understood with a little envy that the stand-alone machines on their side are all virtual reality types. It is said that every time the NPC sees the player, what they say will change according to the situation.

Of course, he could also tell that the game was very old. Although many people had played it because it was classic enough, it was always a pity to play it for the undead who had already been spoiled by the exquisite games later.

The meaning of remake is not very big. Virtual reality games rarely make remakes. The money and energy consumed are too inconsistent with the benefits obtained. Moreover, some character modeling is different from the past classic models. A lot of accusations, no one wants to burn money and be scolded.

But before the undead were under the age of 18, because they were worried that children would not be able to distinguish the difference between reality and virtuality, their country did not allow playing games that were too real.

So Neverwinter is really a good memory that many people often think of when they miss everything when they were young: when they crazyly want to burn the planner to death because of some stupid plot, but they are shocked to hear that the bones of the planner are probably melted and helpless.

The undead really want to know what is different about Neverwinter in different settings, whether they can see the protagonists in their stories, and whether there are any monsters they killed in the sewers.

Hill understood their feelings very well. At that time, he was so merciful to the young people from the four cities who came to his territory to make trouble for the Temple of Baal, and it had a lot to do with Asbury among the people who came.

With the entire Faerun continent knowing what the plague was all about, Hill felt that her boyfriend should be able to live a good life this time.

He didn't really think that Asbury's misfortune this time was due to him, so even though he was not happy that those young people took him here as a hero test, Hill's anger was directed at the cities themselves.

Purvi deftly dodged another wave of attacks coming towards them from the ground, and a small whale appeared beside Hill: "Sill! Have you finished reading what you want to see? Let's go back to the cloud!"

Hill smiled and shook his head: "It will be done soon."

He looked down at the bloody undead on the battlefield and the Toril who were scrambling to deal with the frozen man.

Except for the knights of justice and those clerics from the natural camp who had already started to enter the battlefield again, everyone else was watching the excitement.

Even if the undead are really immortal, they don't necessarily care whether the NPC will take the initiative to participate in the battle. It's normal for this kind of thing to happen in the game.

But this kind of scene made Hill look very uncomfortable.

After all, he knew in his heart that these were not those tool people in the game who had to be killed by the player even though the enemy was by his side.

Hill knew that for Purvi, these attacks were not as strong as the legendary level, and the speed was so slow that he couldn't reach his side at all. It's just that for the alien whales who don't like fighting, this kind of fighting will only make people feel angry. They turned away.

He comforted Purvi a few words, raised his hand slightly, and released the long-lost three-piece set of Water Mist, Tide Dance Moon Greeting and Tranquil Water.

The soft mist filled the battlefield, in exchange for the excited cheers of the undead and the wailing of the demons burned by the power of purification.

Accompanied by shouts of 'Good man Hill', Hill whispered to Pulvi: "We can leave now, let's go directly to the Star Mountain Range!"

His water mist, even when the level is not high, can last for three days, which is enough, isn't it because the number of demons is more than undead now!

Hill knew very well that the undead army would probably march straight to the highest forest overnight, and most people still prefer the passion of direct combat to the plot party of looking for quests everywhere.

Toril's tasks are not easy to do. Many tasks make the undead very uncomfortable. The feeling of life is so worthless that William is scolded every day.

Seeing the big trees stretching their teeth and claws under the spaceship, Hill continued to sprinkle the mist of water, hoping that those demonized trees would regain their sanity and not easily attack the large group of passing undead.

It is true that burning the forest will be cursed by nature, but it is not a sin to cut down a big tree that wants to hurt oneself.

Not to mention, even if the group of undead that Corellon brought in really destroyed the entire Supreme Forest, they couldn't be cursed to succeed.And as long as it wasn't an order directly issued by Corellon, neither AO nor the law of the world could trouble Corellon.

If any believer or subordinate has to ask the gods to take responsibility for committing a crime, there will be no gods in Toril that can exist.

Just like Mystra, who AO pays close attention to, none of the two Mistras has a good fault. Isn't the leader of Dragon Worship who caused the disaster of dragon madness the one in front of him?

The holy grail containing Lansander's blood in the city of Aglaia is the best proof. As a mortal, the incarnation of powerful divine power can be harmed, but it is all due to the silver fire power bestowed by the goddess of magic in Sammaster. !

Corellon may be really impatient with some things in the highest forest, but breaking and then erecting, although it sounds flimsy, means the death of countless lives.

Hill turned out a small bag of seeds in his hand and sighed softly.

It stands to reason that sunflower seeds are such a good thing, he should really give them to the elves who stayed behind in the high forest, but Hill still hesitated.

If it is said that Lansander was out of the control of the slate of fate, then Hill took this kind of seed and returned the fate of Amaunata's resurrection, which he had inadvertently transformed.

But if... the appearance of Amana Tower is destined to make Ransander go back to sleep in the morning light, isn't Hill taking this trick to trick his friend!

He didn't think that the Toril people who knew the sunflower would be grateful to the sun god of Trasil. They would only worship and praise the sun in their own world, and the Toril gods would not allow sun gods from other worlds to appear in their own world.

The significance of the sun and the moon to each world is very important and completely different. They are even related to the foundation of each god, and everyone will be wary of outsiders.

But it was impossible for Hill to change the flower into the flower of morning light.That would affect the sun god in Trassil.

If Trasil, who has mastered all sun-related priesthoods, accidentally loses the priesthood of the morning sun, and what is even more frightening is that there is an existence like the lord of the dawn in Trasil, Hill will have no face in this life. home.

The cutest thing about Ransander is that he is Toril's powerful divine power, which is the prerequisite for Hill to truly make friends with him.

Before he descended to the Star Mountain Range, he finally found those moss seeds that also had the power of purification. Fortunately, he considered Toril's complicated underground world and worried that his territory would be invaded, just like those city-states. Consciously raise demons and devils and even liches.So let the spirit of the oak tree cultivate a lot with the demigod seed bag.

Even more fortunately, his Earth Bear elders collected quite a few demigod-level seed bags... not just those of the moon elf druid who died in the wilderness.

Hill didn't ask why there were so many of them. The enemy dared to go into the wilderness to trouble the Earth Bear. Of course, no bear would be soft.

It was just that when High Wilson asked him if he wanted it, he readily put it away. Apart from him, the Earth Bear couldn't be used. This is a semi-magic weapon that only recognizes the pure force of nature.

Hill counted the number of moss seeds in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

Although it is not as useful as sunflowers, these mosses should be able to grow well in the opaque supreme forest.

It's just that although the moss grows very fast, someone must collect their seeds and use them elsewhere, otherwise they will just grow in groups in place.

The elves of Evereska's Sword were already waiting for Hill at the highest point of the mountain. They had already discovered that the somewhat weird whale was flying towards them with a clear goal.

But the pieces of water mist with natural purification power sprinkled from the whale also made them sure that this was definitely not an enemy, so that's fine.

The Sword of Evereska, who has stood alone here for thousands of years, has given up many of the elves' awkward personalities. No matter what race they are, as long as they are willing to help them, they are their good friends.

Leaving Pulvi floating in mid-air, Hill brought Auberon and Vera to the ground.

Xiao Huaxian, who found that there was no safety problem at all, was very dissatisfied and kept muttering to her father, how could her father forget to call her for such a thing?This is simply a crime!

Oberon kept looking at Hill, hoping that this big friend could help stop the passionate Vera, Hill... Hill turned his head and smiled at the elves who came up: "Evris All of you from the Sword of Card, I am glad to meet you, I am Hill from Aglea City."

"Hill?" An excited female voice sounded from behind, "Lynn's good friend, right? How is he now?"

The elves standing in front smiled and moved away, and a tall and agile blond female elf wearing scale armor appeared in front of Hill.

Hill's smile became a little more sincere: Lynn and his mother look so much alike!
(End of this chapter)