Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 127: The upcoming demi-artifact

Probably only Hill can understand William's thoughts, not even the big man in the sky.

When the boss, the God of Time and Space, was young, all he needed was blood and hard work. And in the later stage, he doesn't need to deal with those troublesome things in society at all.

He knows the importance of fairness and justice to ordinary people, but he can't understand how much trouble a small public servant can cause ordinary people.

Even though Hill's life is plain and happy, fairness and justice are not what everyone around him can get.

Not to mention William, who only saw more.

Hill has always respected William because of the clothes on William's body when the Will of the World broadcast when he was talking to the boss.

Although Hill was not rescued and struggled for a while, he couldn't hold it, but he was also grateful to these soldiers who risked their lives to rush in.

Therefore, Hill is willing to cooperate with many things William does.

Even if the guy likes to watch Hill's jokes, it doesn't prevent Hill from trusting William's character.

Hill happily looked at the archmage-level wind magic in his hand, and his mission came to an end for the time being.

Mage level, even Hill, it will take longer.

He briskly found the materials, carefully made 3 blue magic books from low to high, and then copied 2 sets.

What you show others, it's better to do it delicately, and it's best to look at your own style.

Hill's little vanity is at work.

He first asked the old cat to send a set to Fran.

Although Flange had a little understanding of the wind element after seeing Case, even in the legend, there was a trace of the law of the wind element.

But it's still not as good as a regular spell system like Hill.

Hill doesn't know what demi-artifact Flan is going to do, but it might be useful.

He knew that several other undead mages had not left the territory for a while, and also knew that the old cat used to ride a horse, which would be slower than others.

But Hill wanted him to go.

Then let Liszt issue a ring run task to the undead in his territory.

Old cats also like fluffy ones.

But he likes cats. Relying on the fat cat that he contracted, every time he entered the valley, he looked for cats everywhere to play. The cats really didn't avoid him much.

The old cat is definitely very willing to complete the task of running the ring.

After all, if you don't queue now, it doesn't mean you can't queue in the future.

Seeing so many people running the ring outside, he should have known.

The old cat would never dare to fail to complete the task given by Hill, but when he was running around on the road, he would definitely feel a little uncomfortable when he saw the running ring task sent by his friends.

An hour behind others is also slow, especially the friends you play with. It will only be more unpleasant.

It's not like Hill has never played games. Losing to someone he doesn't know and losing to someone who plays with him every day feels completely different.

So I know that the old cat finally came back with a sad face, and rushed directly into Liszt's small office to take the task.

Hill is satisfied.

Although I will see the book sooner or later, when the old cat sent it over, it was definitely to watch the fun, not to remind it.

Now Hill just wants to watch the fun.

A tick for a tick.

Hill, who put aside his chores for a while, began to read the books he had accumulated during this time, and the undead sent many more.

Liszt suddenly appeared: "Mr. Farland asks you to come over immediately."

The demigod is about to take shape?

Hill was in high spirits and immediately got up and flew out quickly.

The current Hill, as long as he flies into the sky, he will automatically be blessed with wind magic. On this continent, it is impossible for anyone to fly faster than him.

So he flew under Faran's magic tower almost in the blink of an eye.

Diamont greeted Hill almost in surprise, feeling that Liszt had just informed him.

"Hello, Diamont." Hill greeted happily, "Where is my grandfather?"

"The laboratory on the top floor. Mr. Hill." Diamont responded quickly, "Mr. Adrian hasn't arrived yet."

"Then I'll go up first. You wait for Uncle Adrian!" Hill walked into the floating ladder and went upstairs directly. He wouldn't wait for Adrian, waiting for him to laugh at himself as Celebrity?

Adrian didn't have the guts to say anything when he got to Frank.

He did not enter the laboratory, although the door was open.

Flange stood quietly in a room that was several thousand square meters, with a huge round object in front of him.

Hill has lost sight of the material used for this thing.

It looks like an ordinary ball.

But Hill knows that this thing has taken Flange for many years, and it has been refining since the time of the sorcerer.

Even when it first became a legend, Flange put a lot of effort into it.

None of that was directly refined.

It is conceivable that this future semi-artifact, to be thoroughly refined, requires how powerful the materials and how terrifying the power it needs.

Hill carefully looked at the magic circle on the ground, trying to identify what function it was.

This is really complicated, many symbols are known to Hill, but I don't understand why they are placed in that position.

Adrian came in 10 minutes later, Hill gave him a surprised look, flying so fast?

"The teleportation array is actually quite useful." Adrian said calmly.

Hill pouted, and as expected, he was forced to go up to Liangshan, so naturally he didn't care about the monitoring of the God of Time and Space.

The mage has been reluctant to use it, in part because it is a divine art.

If it was invented by a wizard, they would have used it diligently.

Losing magic to a deity is why mages have resisted using teleportation circles.

Unless one day, a powerful mage understands all the rules of space magic, and can describe the teleportation array himself, otherwise the mage will still be hard-mouthed.

So far, the one who knows the most about the space department may be the **** department, so Adrian knew that the teleportation array was safe.

However, as a member of the mage, he will not use the teleportation circle publicly, unless there is an emergency and occasional adventure.

The God of Time and Space has been silent about this, also because he is not willing to let these high-level mages use the teleportation array.

Unlike the undead whose powers are all controlled by him, who knows which mage goes crazy while teleporting and will blow up his space channel.

Especially those legendary wizards.

So the two sides are tacit, but there must be a mage secretly using it, like Adrian.

"The branch president of the Mage Association used the teleportation array when he was in a hurry to go back last time." Adrian whispered, "Although he was very careful to hide, he was discovered. After all, the Mage in this world and The difference between the undead is so obvious. There are so many high-level mages, and you can guess who it is."

Hill understands what Adrian is talking about. As the branch president of the Mages Association, he feels that he can use the teleportation array when he is in a hurry, so of course they can do it better.

But Hill smiled happily, and it was useless to go back, just fry the pot.

The Mages Association is still entangled with the Warlock Tower, and I hope they can change their minds.

Unfortunately, the tempers of the warlocks are not justified by any reason at all.

In the beginning, they could bear it because they really had no choice.

But when they really have a chance, they will be the most agile in the future when they make up their minds.

In the chaotic camp, making a decision is the fastest.

Moreover, people in the chaotic camp will never look back on what they throw away.

Of course, some warlocks may change their minds on a whim after a while.

But it may take another 10,000 years for this group of warlocks to come together to make changes after unifying their opinions once again after 10,000 years.

If a person in the chaotic camp has the patience to do one thing slowly, it must be that this thing brings him more fun than everything in the world. The Mage Association has no such value.

After a brief exchange between the two, they remained silent.

Flange moves.

Although he has been silent, his mental energy has been kept out, and everyone who knows that he should come has come.

Flange has communicated countless times about this circular piece of material, and every thread is soaked with his spiritual power.

Hill watched Faran activate the magic circle. In the colorful light, the orb floating directly above the magic circle was slowly changing its shape.

Hill quickly saw that it was a crystal ball.

Or should it be called the Universal Sphere?

Hill didn't know what spells Faran had chosen, but he could see some elemental attributes.

On the crystal ball, various colors of light flowed extremely fast, and Hill's mental strength was tense to feel the filled crystal ball's facets.

Adrian groaned softly beside him.

Hill understands that he can't keep up.

At this time, the Mage's spiritual power is completely insufficient.

Fran's speed is too fast~IndoMTL.com~ But Fran will definitely ask him what he sees later, Adrian doesn't know now, where exactly he should see that Fran will be satisfied. He was a little flustered.

Hill didn't think much of it, he couldn't keep up.

Fang's years of alchemy research have made his mental power extremely solid, and the speed of spell switching is very fast.

No matter how strong Hill's mental strength is, he still finds it a bit difficult.

But Hill could feel that Faran's choice of spells was well thought out.

At least, the mutual generation and mutual restraint between spells have definitely been noticed.

The complex magic circle that Flange engraved on the ground is messy with symbols because it can actually provide the power of all other elements.

After Hill couldn't keep up, he withdrew his mental power and imprinted this magic circle in his mind.

This kind of legendary pattern cannot be taught, and can only be analyzed slowly in the spiritual sea.

Like the undead, it is impossible to engrave a high-level array above the legendary level by engraving the phantom and then engraving it according to the map.

Because if you don't understand anything, some runes that represent laws can't be written at all.

It will ignore you.

Even if you see its existence, people who don't understand it will not recognize it or remember it.

But for most alchemists, high-level array diagrams are not necessarily accessible in a lifetime, so the undead kind are more enviable.