Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 35: Researching demons is killing people

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There was silence in Hill's study for a while, and no one wanted to reminisce about the pig.

After a while, Fran said, "Then I'll go back."

"Grandfather, stay for dinner." Hill said with a smile, "The seafood that Uncle Adrian brought was delicious."

"It was done by Liszt." Adrian nodded and said, "He did it by controlling the puppet himself. It's very similar to what the undead chef did."

Fran stayed on with great interest, ate very satisfied, and went to Liszt's cooking method.

And then gave Liszt a specially made puppet, which can almost be faked, very similar to the real person.

Even Liszt believes that the dishes made by this puppet already have 9 points of his skill.

This is an ordinary puppet with no intelligence, and Hill is relieved at once, no longer worried about the legendary path of Faran.

Hill also knows how to make a puppet, but he can't even scratch his head if it is so dexterous.

Liszt set this puppet as a housemaid, going up and down in the magic tower, coming and going, her footsteps were very clear, making Hill feel a little popular.

Looking at the water elementals who were about to move to the water-based material warehouse, and after helping them expand the space by half, Hill immersed himself in making boxes.

After thinking about it, Hill finally felt that although the natural breath was important, those sea monsters and demigods probably preferred the gorgeous appearance.

It's just a box made by most human mages. It won't be as fancy as Hill, after all, everything in the sea will corrode quickly.

They also don't use a lot of water spar in such a place to keep the shape of the box.

Hill also told Adrian that the box had to be as gorgeous as possible, but Adrian was absolutely fine with that.

In his own world, he is definitely a staunch advocate of the Baroque.

A few days ago, Xue Yunfeng visited him once. Liszt received him and asked him about Edgar's condition.

This player has always been very thoughtful. After observing Edgar for a few days, he came to Liszt to hand in the task.

Edgar, changed his last name, Kotor.

After entering the school, because he was already a knight attendant, he directly entered the advanced class. At school, they stopped using the term squire, and were called apprentice knights.

Xue Yunfeng said that Edgar trained very hard, and because he was educated by aristocrats, his knowledge was much higher than that of his classmates, and he was very popular. He was also very willing to help people.

After Liszt gave him a generous reward, he watched the undead check into the hotel again.

This undead seems to have taken over William's mission to monitor the mage who came here for research.

Recently, there are no less than 1,000 players in their alliance in this town.

Liszt returned to the Magic Tower and reported the results to Hill.

Hill shook his head and said nothing. Kotor's surname can make the count mad.

The most proud thing about the Earl's life is that when he was young, he defeated the great knight of the Kotor family and inherited the title and territory with glory.

If others really think that Edgar is the blood of the Kotor family, the only glory that the earl can praise can only be turned into a joke.

Edgar, this kid, really can do it.

Hill thought slowly, although as cold as his mother, but better than the countess, not forcing things that don't belong to him.

Manton really looks like the Earl the most.

As long as the Earl is still a great knight, a man like Manton who can bend and stretch will not do anything to him.

The reason why the Earl followed Manton to the Clare family was because he felt that following Edward's side would not be able to protect himself.

In the indigenous world, great knights are still very much valued. It's better to be cold-eyed at most than to die.

Liszt asked Hill quietly: "Sir, those undead, watching every day, are guarding against what, our spies are not that important?"

"Find a spy first, and then prevent a guy from being depraved by the devil's words."

"Then what do we need to do?" Liszt thought about some demon knowledge in his core, and felt that it was possible.

"No, there are so many treemen." Hill shook his head, "The forest formation is very harmful to demons. The newly degenerate ones will die when they come out."

He lowered his head and thought for a while, then said to Liszt: "Tell the undead, if someone really falls, hurry up, otherwise they won't be able to grab my tree man."

Liszt couldn't help laughing. The undead stay here every day just for this little merit. If they really didn't kill people quickly, they would be **** off.

Maybe Liszt's warning was timely, or maybe the players received the warning faster. When the first fallen mage rose into the sky and wanted to fly out of the territory, the undead used a spear soaked in holy water. nailed to the ground.

Farland only had time to open the window, and the fallen mage was out of breath.

He looked down at the corpse that was beyond recognition, his body was blue, his hands and feet had turned into the shape of claws, and his height had soared to more than 2 meters, his face was only indifferent.

If it wasn't for Hill, the neutral-to-evil group would have been thrown out, and this would have happened long ago.

Hill always looked at the world with a kind heart, and expelling these people was for their sake, but it was embarrassing for Farran and made him wait for a long time.

Seeing this terrifying result, many mages who were just here to join in the fun finally realized that studying demons would kill them, and many people wanted to say goodbye.

The wizards who have researched the results have been standing in the laboratory, wearing bright magic shields, and watching everything that happened with a dull look.

In their hearts, they are only curious about the words, but they are not tempted by the evil atmosphere in the devil's words.

Fran has been warning them to be careful, and they still think that Fran is an alarmist, just studying a word, what kind of inner evil can be tempted?

Until today, the archmage who has been courting them recently and revolving around them suddenly corrupted and mutated in front of them. If Adrian didn't act in time, their heads would have been ripped off.

Adrian removed the shield, smiled and asked how they were feeling and if they needed a break.

It took a few mages to react, shaking their heads in rejection. But ask Adrian, give them a quiet place, preferably without anyone else coming in.

Adrien chuckled inwardly and agreed.

At the beginning, when these old scholars gathered together, Adrian asked them if they needed a quiet and undisturbed environment.

But these few felt that Master and Apprentice Fran looked down on other people too much. With so many people gathered, there will always be someone with new ideas, which might give them a lot of inspiration!

In the end, he firmly rejected Adrian, and also accused him of a few words, such as narrow-mindedness, and said that scholars cannot be distinguished by purely national distinctions.

Being honest now.

As long as these old mages and scholars are protected, Adrian doesn't care if the others fall.

If it weren't for these few people, Frank wouldn't have asked Adrian to stay here every day.

Xue Yunfeng is still very clear. On the first day he sent people over, he met with Fran and Adrian, and clearly explained William's arrangement.

In this kind of thing, Hill usually adopts the attitude of driving people away and nothing will happen.

But the flanges aren't going to handle it.

Since these people have strongly requested to participate, he has also told these people that their lives are in danger, but if they still want to come, then take responsibility!

Adrian recruited a few sky knight puppets to guard this small laboratory.

In the large room outside, the isolation barrier that used to be watched by a large number of people every day, suddenly no one was there.

Adrian couldn't help laughing and came to the reception hall downstairs.

Sure enough, as soon as he stood in the hall, people began to say goodbye to him.

Looking at the stiff smiling faces of these people and listening to their stammering farewell speeches, Adrian saw off most of the uninvited guests in a happy mood.

Fran won't keep these people at all. The only ones he invited were the scholar-type mages upstairs who specialized in writing.

Those who leave have some ghosts in their hearts. There are even people who come to inquire about the news with the money they do not know.

These people didn't notice at all. As long as they had a little crooked thought in their hearts, they would be seduced more and more deeply after reading these devilish words for a long time.

When it is at the same frequency as the evil fluctuations emanating from the text, those with poor control can only mutate on the spot.

Adrian didn't know how many of those who wanted to leave had already stepped on the edge of the abyss, but he dutifully informed them that before leaving, he must go to the fountain in the center of the square, stay for half an hour, and enjoy A natural purification.

Farland takes Adrian there every morning and evening for a walk around the place, and invites the old scholars.

It's okay if these people don't study, and they plan to record more of their thoughts while Flan and others are away.

After all, Adrian often forgets to put away the drafts of several old scholars.

It was only during this period of time that Adrian really realized that unrealistic desires and shameless self-interest can make people so stupid.

Some of the idiots in the nobility are really born with low intelligence, while others have not received any good discipline since childhood.

And these mages used to be very smart and pragmatic people, otherwise they would not be advanced mages, or even arch mages.

Adrian is a little dazed. Are these guys in front of him really relying on their own advanced archmage?

He stood at the door to see off the last mage who was leaving, and watched quietly for a few minutes. All those who wanted to leave stood in the small square, and even took the water from the fountain directly. drink up.

Adrian turned his head and looked at several mages who smiled at him, and tilted his head slightly like Hill.

These are all directly sent by those countries, not the group of fools out there who take money to do things. They are very determined.

Adrian nodded to several people, preparing to report to the teacher upstairs.

"Mr. Adrian." Someone suddenly stopped him.

"What? Is something wrong?"

"I've seen a lot of people!" he said with a smile, "but I don't think it's that dangerous yet. Can I bring some more people?"

"In this territory, only the faction has requirements." Adrian smiled, "As long as you are neutral or above, and you are interested in research, you can come."

He walked upstairs slowly and heard a sentence from behind: "The magic circle outside, can we go any time?"

"Of course, that was originally a public place." Adrian frowned. "Just please don't disturb other people. Don't destroy it at will. I think you understand what a nature warlock's territory means."

"Of course, no one dares."

Adrian enters Fran's room thoughtfully.

"What's the matter?" Fran was a little surprised, what else could these people have to make Adrian so puzzled.

"There's a guy, something's wrong." Adrian stood by the window, watching the mage walk into the crowd in the small square and communicate with many people who were about to leave.

Fran stood over and took a look.

"He wants to bring more people here." Adrian pointed to the mage and said, "Although he acts like a nobleman, I don't think so."

"It should be someone from Dionisio." Fran judged, "The kind cultivated by the temple. A wizard who has been brainwashed will never reach a high level in his life."

Adrian asked curiously: "What else do we have here that deserves such caution? And they have to send someone."

"Maybe His Majesty the King knows something," said Farlan thoughtfully. "I've always thought there must be some reason why he suddenly sent the undead to watch this way.

Fallen mages, unless they are legendary, how can they escape from Hill's territory. He turned his head to look at the town with a strong natural atmosphere, "I can't even escape from this small square. "

"There are so many tree people, the elves will be jealous." Adrian said, "The last time I chatted with Hill, he didn't know how to judge, thinking that it was still less than the elves town."

"The books he read were about the elf king city." Fran was helpless, "It's a rare village, it's also a border town or something. The heavily guarded places are of course tree people."

Adrian could only laugh: "Hill is so naive sometimes in places like this."

If it was Hill who heard it, he could only slander it. After all, after reading a lot of fantasy novels, he mistakenly thought that the elf forest was full of treemen, and it was not something that could be said.

"Don't worry about it," asserted Farran. "Tell me to Martha, the Lord's Mansion. Keep an eye out for these people."

"Okay." Adrian said, "I think Hill has promoted Liszt again, and so is the legendary Tarling?"

"The direction of his advancement is rather strange." Fran nodded, "The relationship with the nature department! It seems to be a little more human. It is not the same as the direction of the mage Taring."

"No wonder the teacher gave the puppet to Liszt~IndoMTL.com~ Adrian said with a smile, "Only Hill's is more practical. "

"You're not as good as Hill at this point." Fran said slowly, "The first thing Hill looked at was to see if this puppet's intelligence and flexibility could be compared to a living person."

"Ah!"

"Hill is closer to nature and is more sensitive to the laws of the world." Fran said, "You are still far behind, you must pay attention."

"Yes! Teacher."

Flange looked at the laughing mage outside through the window, and sneered: "The one who has been in the starry sky for too long, actually uses humans to spy on the gods?"

Adrian silently stood aside: Frank really hates that **** of kingship and nobility!

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