Survive In The Fourth Heavenly Calamity

Chapter 276: Hill Who Unleashes Natural Blessings Is Coveted

Seeing William Zhi’s triumphant expression, Spencer smiled helplessly.

It seemed that William was really convinced that the Mage Association would definitely give in to Salar.

It was not incomprehensible, at least the frustrated wizards who almost committed suicide by jumping off the cliff gave Spencer a little confidence.

It’s just that he is still a little uneasy, and the Mage Association should also know that this magic circle is difficult to reproduce!

“Can this circle still be done?” Spencer couldn’t help asking, “That’s Silver Moon! It’s impossible to continue to help you.”

“Isn’t there a Silvermoon Warlock?” William laughed, “They can’t be so fine and powerful, but it’s okay for ordinary ones. I just need to add some time magic.

I just need to get a few out and let those guys know that I still have them.

I think no one would think that if I angered me, I would care about the dignity of the king.

I can sell a little more for the price of things that I own.

If it weren’t for a bit of saneness, I didn’t plan to wait for a response from the Mage Association and would just sell it.

Forget it, just wait.

The boss had already prepared the magic book, and it happened to be sent to King’s College with the wind department. After that, someone learns the time-accelerating spell on their own, and it will be easier to handle. ”

Spencer nodded in understanding, anyway, William will stay here for a long time, enough for a few time-space mages to appear.

“That’s going to be a long time later.” He sighed softly.

“Mages are not stupid and will not turn a blind eye to the foreseeable future. I don’t want them to obey Salar’s orders.” There was a cold expression on William’s brows. “It’s just to keep them at the bottom line of life. It’s not yet. Beyond the existence of gods, they treat humans as ants, and it’s too early to swell!”

Spencer nodded silently.

“Take a good rest! Dear cousin.” William showed a warm smile and said cruel words, “Tomorrow you will probably be very busy.”

Spencer rarely raised a trace of anger: “What does it matter? Even if it is not done well, it is not me that they scolded. I went back to sleep!”

William hasn’t become a god yet! There is no way to block others from calling him by name.

The Salars are very used to calling him His Majesty the King, and the undead don’t care.

When Spencer was busy dying, he wanted to do something to make the undead scold him severely.

It was only by the last point of his sense of honor as a knight that he suppressed the bad idea of ​​letting his king follow.

William smiled nonchalantly and watched the angry Spencer walk out step by step.

This is the only way his dear cousin knows how to express himself in anger.

Others, at most lust in the heart, can never be put into action.

Most of Salar’s military aristocrats are still very military, and William has always been very fortunate that he was in this country.

For the rest, even if it was Cortez or Heva Sardo, he had to go crazy, choose to lift the table and restart the stove.

Then it would definitely not be as easy as it is now, and the task for the undead would be more bloody and bloody.

William stretched his waist, he also wanted to take a good rest, and sitting there these days is very tired.

And, to be honest, even if nothing happened, the undead still cursed him.

William jerked the corner of his mouth. How many dog ​​plans he had scolded in the past, and how well he would do it every day he shouted, but now it feels a bit difficult to be scolded back after being scolded thousands of times.

The door of the hall closed instantly, and William stood up and walked to the back bedroom. He wanted to sleep well.

The news of William’s return made Hill dare to appear in the camp again.

Although knowing that Devil might not run to this camp where William would appear at any time and the gods often stared at him, Hill still felt careful to sail the ship.

What if this is a fool who believes that the most dangerous place is the safest place?

Anyway, a person like Hill would hide in the farthest and most inaccessible place.

But this is Devil! He was still Devil who had been squatting under the eyes of the elf dwarf all the year round.

Hill flew down the pit silently.

He wanted to see what the sorrel looks like in the ground, and whether the Devil breath was almost cleaned up.

Hill knew that after discovering what happened to Devil, William ordered the abandonment of all small cities except the center line.

He will only rebuild the city in a straight line from Dionisio to the central city.

Sunflowers and various mosses that can be purified were also planted during this period.

But he is still collecting sunflower seeds, and if there is excess, he will sprinkle them in the original city.

Although Hill didn’t inquire, the hundreds of thousands of people in this triangle area ended up with a mere 50,000 people in the small camp outside the central city.

What a terrible fact this represents, everyone can understand.

In that fully enclosed camp, undead people go in to deliver food every day, and it is said that the management is also very strict. But there are always corpses sent out.

After all, after staying in the oil painting for a long time, the hidden admirer of Devil can’t hold on.

The people who live there are probably suffering very much now.

William was kind enough to let about 100,000 slaves live in another camp, otherwise these people would be really miserable.

Knowing that he is really safe, and the king of mankind is willing to liberate them, these original slaves will change almost every day.

Although they also live within the radiation range of an oil painting, they kneel down every morning and evening to worship the painting hanging in the middle of the camp.

Fortunately, they knew to thank King Salar, otherwise Hill would suspect that this was a believer for the sun god.

But they behaved so well, William did not allow one to be released. Hill wondered that he planned to lock these people in all the cities and rebuild them before deciding how to arrange their places.

Hill carefully walked through every corner of the deep pit cave. It seemed that there was really no problem. With his current perception of evil, if he couldn’t find it, it would basically be impossible.

Back on the ground, he notified Adrian that he could start the construction of the city.

When Spencer was not outside, Hill notified the captain of the guard.

He didn’t know why, he smiled weirdly, and then went back to the king ship to find Spencer.

Spencer quickly released the fill task.

About hundreds of thousands of undead people began to take out their own packets.

The soil brought from Salar slowly filled the long tunnels around the pit.

Only a circular passage tens of meters high was left at the bottom of the direction leading to Dionisio.

There are others in this passage, first transformed into hard obsidian, and then projected the phantom of the defensive circle to trace.

Although Hill didn’t know what William was planning, he also discovered a little bit. No matter what William did, he would consider the life of ordinary people.

However, the range of the deep pit left is indeed twice larger than the original central city.

Hill returned to the cloud house and waited for the early morning of the next day.

He had heard that Spencer asked the undead to go out to plant flowers after the soil was filled.

Hopefully, there will be less stimulation in a few days.

The Appraisal Technique of the God of Time, but even how tall these flowers and plants can grow, let alone the color.

Hill has absolutely no doubt about the imagination and composition ability of the undead.

When Hill got up, he found that Adrian had already taken someone to lay the foundation of the center city.

Even the hardened land has been transformed.

It looks like both Adrian and Spencer have been busy all night.

Before the sun rose, Hill took the time to go to Xiangyanghua Park to wait for the first wave of seeds.

He found that William attaches great importance to Sunflowers now, and has already started to separate the undead from Sunflowers.

Although he doesn’t know why, he knows what he should do.

Hurry up and collect some seeds.

Satisfactorily harvested the seeds, Hill felt that no matter what effect William had with the flowers in the future, he would not lose it.

He flew back to the top of the forest formation, looked at the few peregrine falcons and the decadent wizards inside, why didn’t he leave?

After William came back, the isolation circle was closed!

They are used to it, so have they ignored it?

The sequelae of this phantom array is so big! How did he think that these wizards and druids were a little stupid.

Hill slightly opened his arms and closed his eyes slightly, communicating the laws of nature.

He spread his blessing from the heart to as far as possible.

The land near the central city was gently blowing in the breeze, and green seedlings slowly grew.

Hill used up two-thirds of his Magic power, looked up at the green-covered plain, and smiled slightly.

This feeling of life flourishing made him too comfortable.

He glanced at the guests in the woods and turned back to own cloud house.

Originally wanted to use tranquil water in the woods, but the people inside, Hill really didn’t want to make them cheap.

Just go back to rest and bless you again tomorrow.

He completely ignored the performance of the few peregrine falcons below, and made the gray peregrine falcon staring scorchingly at Hill, and bowed his head in disappointment.

It seems that this child has no affection for the Druid.

Violet waved his wings and flew towards the flange standing in front of the study window.

Fran looked at the gray peregrine falcon rushing aggressively, and gently waved her into the defensive circle.

Violet swaggered into the window, and while landing on the ground, she recovered her half-elf appearance.

“You opened the defense formation, even ordinary animals can not enter? It is legendary, are you still so careful?” She fell freely on the sofa, but her mouth was not forgiving.

“Is the tree hanging too tired?” Flange said blankly. “Lie down for a while, it’s okay, I can understand.”

“You don’t understand druids at all.” Violet sneered. “For a bird, standing on a tree is the most comfortable time.”

Fran sneered: “Hill wouldn’t want to recognize a bird as a grandmother.”

Violet’s expression remained unchanged: “I didn’t say I wanted to see him.”