Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 764 Aglaia City after the World Reorganization

After Hill calmed down, he heard Lynn's voice resounding through the city: he was using the sound transmission device to ask all the citizens to stay at home and not to go out, stating that the city lord has guarded and will continue to guard everyone's safety, as long as they are obedient.

Hill estimated that when the incident broke out, Lynn directed everyone to go home quickly. He used to take the original town residents to face the hobgoblins in the desert, and he had a lot of experience in dealing with emergencies.

Hill slowly let go of the crystal flower, leaned weakly against the wall of the pool, stroked the messy long hair on his shoulders to the back of his head with his fingers, and slowly recovered his mental strength.

After becoming a legend, Hill rarely seems to be so miserable.

Although the time was not long, nearly an hour of blessing Mysuo really exhausted him.

The magic power is gone, and the spiritual sea is almost exhausted, and he can only recover slowly by himself, and he dare not release such a peaceful spell as the tranquil water.

Fortunately, Hill is still a little rational, there will always be a lot of blood-enriching potions in the warehouse.

Any high-level spells must mobilize external elements. Although Hill is a warlock, his skills are more like a mage. Except for some spells that add status to himself, he dare not even use a long sword now.

If there is a thunderstorm, it is very likely that the barely maintained crystal wall will be shattered for him to see.

Hill touched his pendant. Fortunately, none of his storage devices needed spells to open, but mental power.

After recovering a little bit of mental strength, he took out a bottle of juice, sat in the pool and drank it slowly.

Damn it, in the future, he will have to expand the space of all his clothes pockets, and then put the potions in a complete set. He has actually thought about how to deal with the aftermath of the collapse of the magic net many times, but he always feels that it is still too early, so he is not in a hurry to do it.

Sure enough, people who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries!

After recovering a bit in the spiritual sea, Hill tried to observe the surrounding environment. Fortunately, the space within the range of the fan lock was still stable.

The floating castle was terribly quiet. The goblins had all entered Purvi's body, and the alien whale had also hid in the core center behind his powerfully defended head.

The huge body landed quietly on the grass in the open space in front of the castle.

Both Martha and Liszt have returned directly to their cores. They both used the power of elements to condense their bodies, and now they can't come out at all.

Hill looked at his city in a daze.

Finally...he still kept his home.Even the other half of the green forest had a terrible fault, and a sudden mountain peak lay across it, even blocking part of the road leading to Neverwinter.

But at least he kept the forest within the range of Mystery.

Hill watched silently for a few moments, and the mountain peak appeared more on the side of the Neverwinter Forest.Neverwinter City has always been dominated by the wood industry, and now it can be regarded as losing half of its economic lifeline.

He sighed, not in the mood to care about the future of others, and continued to observe the surroundings of his territory.

The Baojian Mountain Range is fine, it has been completely preserved, but there seems to be a piece of water in the east, and I don't know if it is lake water or sea water.

The hope is the lake water, then Aglaia City can start farming and animal husbandry in the future.In a short time, Hill probably won't have time to manage the big farm in Silvermoon City.

Food prices in Faerun Continent will definitely increase. Even if Hill has enough food, it would be nice to give the citizens some spiritual sustenance.

The previous water veins were drawn down from the Sword Mountain Range, which could not support the consumption of large farms.

There was silence in the city of Aglaia, but the city guards had already flocked from the city hall to the streets, seemingly checking the safety of the city.

Hill saw Lynn, who was walking towards the alchemy hall, and seemed to want to find Corellon.

And Tyre's paladins were also concentrated in their temple, but it seemed that they couldn't reach Tyre, which made them a little anxious, and Hill could feel them praying.

The only thing that reacted was the Shrine of Aglea on the coast. The statue in the holy water hall kept emitting blue and white light, which was the powerful faith inspired by countless prayers for help.

Aglaia's completely different way of dealing with beliefs from other gods has allowed the Sword Coast under her divine power to remain as a whole.

There are even many figures floating towards the port of Aglaia on the sea. They were thrown out of Toril when the world was broken, and they were located by the Temple of the Sea God because of their devout beliefs, and then pulled over from the void believers.

Hill found helplessly that the elemental spirits were also gone.

He simply activated dozens of puppets in the Temple of Aglea, and asked them with energy spars to accommodate these refugees.

These are the devout believers of Aglaia, and it is impossible for Hill to abandon them.

After drinking a glass of juice, Hill groaned in pain. The chaos and disorder of the origin of magic made him very uncomfortable after being immersed in mana all the year round.

The most important thing is that the departure of the natural consciousness gave him a sense of danger. The nature of Toril has been completely fell asleep by this terrible destruction.

Hill felt at a loss for the first time.

"Hill! What happened?

All the undead are gone!The space-time artifact suddenly stopped moving! Lynn rushed up, "Corillon is gone too, and I haven't heard from Mirrill at all!"
Ah...ah!

Hill?Are you hurt?Are you ok?
What exactly happened here?damn it! "

"Mystra... has fallen." Hill said painfully, "The magic net is completely abolished now, and the power of the source is temporarily unavailable, so the legal professions should not use any spells.

Priests and druids can't do it either, let them tidy up their spiritual seas honestly, and absolutely don't use any magic spells through the magic net, their gods don't have time to reply now.

The most important thing is to tell the mages, if you don't want to get headshots, be honest, it's too messy now, and there's no time to collect their bodies.

Let the city guards and the Silver Shield Knights take to the streets to patrol!

Tell the paladins in Tire that this is just a temporary disconnection caused by the inability to use the magic net, and Tire is safe.

You don't have to worry too much, the fan lock still works normally. "

Lynn nodded, but did not move.

Hill understood that he was worried about himself, so he could only slow down and say, "Don't worry about me. I'm just... used to relying on the power of magic before, and I'm a bit at a loss when I suddenly lose it. But it doesn't hurt me."

Hill glanced at the sky where the silver light no longer appeared: "The magic net is just broken, it hasn't been completely abolished yet, just now the voters of the Goddess of Magic have repositioned the world, Toril has saved it, won't Continue to break.

The original power has also become more and more stable. To me, losing the magic net is nothing to be afraid of, as long as the original power is no longer restless.

You go to appease the people.Martha will be here to help you soon.

Although there won't be any major incidents, the space will definitely continue to be unstable for a while. I have to stay in the floating castle on guard all the time, and I can only leave other things to you.

Don't worry about the undead, it should be because of the fluctuation of the plane, they can't locate Toril, and the soul projection is directly cut off.

Even the gods were kicked out!

In a short time, the Toril people can only rely on themselves, organize your cousins, the port may be chaotic. "

The more Lin En heard it, the more gloomy his face became, and he was a little grateful: Fortunately, they have always been very careful in recruiting people here, and without the suppression of the Mage Tower, there would be no major troubles.

He turned away quickly, making sure to get things sorted before chaos ensued.

Seeing Lynn hurried back to the ground, Hill slowly walked back to his room and soaked himself in the hot pool.

Fortunately, the various facilities in this floating castle are mostly energy spars.

At the beginning, Hill just thought it would be convenient for Liszt to control, and by the way, prepare for the chaos ten years later.

Who knew that this assassination would be brought forward?
Hill huddled himself in the hot pool and smiled wryly: Why can't it be ahead of schedule?

Didn't Mistra have to face the situation of being overwhelmed so long in advance?

In the real history, there was not so much resistance. Ten years later, Mystra couldn't control the situation, so that her thinking became disordered, and she was assassinated in her back garden by Cyric, who had been monitoring her for a long time.

Mystra is probably in more trouble now than at that time, and the mages' resistance is also very strong. In their hearts, they still regard themselves as Mystra in the middle of the night, and of course they are even more upset.

Cyric must have had his eye on him.

Hill sank into the water and muttered for a while before standing up, drying himself with a large soft towel, and changing into the clothes with a lot of pockets.

During the period when he can't use magic, he should save some energy spar!

He soon found out that Lynn had called out both Tally and Tustin, and let them patrol the road with their real bodies.

The two dragons were a little dazed, but they also followed Lynn's request. They just paced slowly and looked a little dazed. They probably haven't figured out what happened.

That's a good idea.

When magic cannot be used, the size of the dragon gives people a deeper sense of security.

Hill stuffed all his pockets with potions for nourishing blood and magic, as well as small cakes and fruit juices to replenish physical strength and magic power. He hugged the crystal flower in his arms and half-lyed on the deck chair on the terrace.

He closed his eyes, slowly thinking about the enemies that might appear nearby.

The pirates on Luskan's side are a threat, but they're bound to deal with the Arcane Brotherhood that's been oppressing them for years.

By the time they come to Aglaia, Toril's original power should have stabilized for the most part, and the elemental riots will not be so strong. Hill's bloodline spell will definitely be usable at that time.

It is estimated that at most a few giant dragons will come to take advantage of the fire. After all, the city of Aglaia is famously rich, but the gold dragon is too small, and the mercury dragon has never been good at strength.

Hill opened his eyes, held his right hand in front of his eyes and slowly opened it, showing a sneer.

(End of this chapter)