Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 165: The elven arrow to the Dwarf Throne
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Flange now greatly dislikes being pinned down.
Hill can understand a little bit of Farran's feelings. For his own pursuit, he has no plans to use the fastest speed to become a wizard.
At that time, Fran really believed that no one would easily offend a master alchemist.
But what happened to Melanie hit him hard.
Even if Melanie wasn't as innocent as Hill thought, at least she wasn't a jerk.
Fran just wants her to live happily ever after.
If it wasn't for the Clare family looking for a magician to suppress him, Faran would have told Melanie and the Count to completely end the meaningless marriage.
Maybe Melanie would live a happier life that way.
Adrian became a mage as soon as possible without hesitation. He didn't accumulate for a long time in the archmage period like his teacher, and it was also because of the influence of this incident.
In the mage's world, the most important thing is power.
Hill thought for a long time later, Fran didn't care about Melanie's decadent life, as long as it was the life she wanted, Fran would do whatever she wanted.
The reason why I didn't tell Hill was really embarrassed, and explained that my daughter is a flowery princess who likes to take care of little white faces.
Why break Hill's beautiful thoughts?
Melanie is just a mage, a lot of good stuff, Fran might have, but she can't use it.
The medicine of this world has nothing to do with dilution.
Until the emergence of a large number of undead running around in the mountains, there are more and more low-level and medium-level materials that rarely appear on the market.
If Melanie was still in the world, she would be able to configure many potions that could keep her youthful, and at most she could spend a little money, and it wasn't that she couldn't afford it.
Even Hill, who was seriously injured in the book because she didn't want to use those evil materials, modified the formula randomly, and was seriously injured, Melanie felt a little regretful, only a few years later.
If even he is like this, Fran, the father, will only be more depressed.
When he finally became a legendary master alchemist, Hill could feel Frank's increasingly tough attitude.
And on the day the demi-artifact was formed, Farran stood at the top of the world, and he was no longer afraid of even the gods.
William is a person who respects big techs. When he talks to Fran, he always uses a negotiating tone, so Fran can get along well with him.
Like this time, Hill was surprised that Fran would take the initiative to help.
As for the Mages Association, those who directly attacked Hill could only accept their fate. They knew that with the temper of Fran, it was impossible to let them go easily.
Those who, although they didn't take action against Hill, looked on from the sidelines and even contributed to the fire, are the ones who regretted the most.
Now I want to ask Flan to be a demigod, but I can only get an answer to queue up. And Flange always has orders that are still being made.
Those people, in fact, want to re-establish a friendly relationship with Frank, but unfortunately they can't even meet Adrian.
Hill glanced outside: "Why hasn't Uncle Adrian come back?"
"The demand for materials has more than doubled. Of course, he has to count the number with those ministers." Frank sneered.
Hill sank into the sofa and peeked at Fran through Alice's fur.
Fran shook his head helplessly. He really couldn't be angry with the stubborn Hill.
"Next time if something happens, remember to let me know." Fran sighed, "You can't think of it, but it might affect me."
Hill nodded quickly.
Looks like it's over, it's just that Adrian is a little more troublesome.
"Is the blueprint easy to change?" Hill asked embarrassedly.
“You don’t need to change it, you just need to scale it up a little bit, but the magic circle has a limit, it’s impossible to put it too big.” Flange clicked on the drawing, “The more magic circles, the better, in this Within the scope, only so much can be used."
Hill took two glances at the blueprint and understood why Fran was also struggling.
What kind of defense castle, liar.
No wonder Flan had to do it himself.
The superimposed array has indeed reached its limit.
That's because there are many attacking circles in the defensive magic circle.
Hill's magic circle is relatively proficient, and after a few glances, it's a little underwhelming.
Furthermore, this drawing also requires a lot of mental power, and Adrian estimates that he will be dizzy if he can't read it for a few minutes.
No wonder Fran put him on the board, and can't watch until the legendary Adrian.
Hill calculated, the same area, the same magic circle, he can only fit about one-third of the **** in the blueprint.
But the biggest difference between him and Frank is that he is used to using magic plants to reduce the appearance of surveillance magic circles, which can save a lot of space and continue to attack magic circles.
In Flange's blueprint, the monitored circles are all over almost every corner, and there are no dead spots.
After all, elves are very secretive, and dwarves like to dig holes.
There are too many forms of demons. Humans don't know how many there are until now. If there are extremely hidden races, even if they are finally discovered, it will be too late.
William has always valued human life and hated unnecessary sacrifice.
So he must have put forward a requirement for Flange to monitor the strength, otherwise Flange would not have designed the magic array like this.
There are places where even someone like Fran finds it too wasteful.
Maybe this magic circle is ready, and it will not be used for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years.
William is probably the first king in the world to think about thousands of years later.
Even gods don't think about things that long ago.
Hill could only secretly entertain himself.
Infrastructure madman's requirements for buildings are not only to build fast, but also to build well.
Hill is somewhat of this tendency, building something as strong as possible.
Aesthetics is a matter of later consideration.
But this is not the case in the world of nobles. Even in such a troublesome request from Party A, Flange tried his best to put in a few magic circles that beautify the environment.
Hill laughed.
Fran gave him a cold look: "What are you laughing at?"
"When the time comes, I'll help my grandfather build a few big gardens." Hill tried to comfort him, "No one will think that my grandfather handles things."
Fran helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose: "He wants to defend the attack in all directions, but also wants to hide more than half of the attacking magic circle, but he still has to monitor the whole city! The lines of the magic circle have to be reserved! Where do I have a place to beautify it! I really have to put a few gardens on it, otherwise even if I don't say it, who can't know that there is a problem here!"
He glanced at the blueprint again and sighed softly: "His Majesty the King is a person who only looks at practical value. No wonder his palace is completely handed over to Adrian. If Salar's palace becomes this style , no matter how much you spend, it will only make people feel simple."
Hill couldn't hold back his joy, did Fran mean to call him a poor man?
I prefer Lizi's William more than face, which makes Fran too uncomfortable.
"He also knows about colorful black!" Hill said with a grin.
"Adrian came back and complained." Fran laughed, "Even if it can be done, who would actually make something like this in the palace hall, but people from other countries will still come. "
Seeing that things are almost over, Fran's mood has stabilized, and Hill is ready to leave.
He suddenly remembered before leaving, turned his head and asked, "That lady, what animal form do you like to use."
"I only saw peregrine falcons."
Hill almost stumbled: "What color?"
"Grey." Fran glanced up, "What? See?"
"One flew overhead, I don't know if it was."
"It is estimated that there are so many undead, low-level monsters dare not come, let alone ordinary animals. Violet may just want to see what you look like, don't worry." Fran sighed helplessly, "Her curiosity is only much stronger than yours, and she is very motivated and has no patience at all."
Seeing Hill's strange expression, he smiled: "Remember your animal companion? I remembered Violet's animal form when I saw it. The bloodline is really strange!"
Hill smiled guiltily, he'd better not bring Cohen here.
Quickly bid farewell to Fran, and Hill slipped straight back to his cloud house.
The undead are still digging the soil hard, and they also piled up the soil in the direction of the Elf Forest.
Hill glanced in that direction, presumably the druids were there too.
I don't know if the Elf Forest is in a mess now.
They may know the legendary demons that William killed, but the forest of elves was almost corroded, probably even the king of gods was frightened.
As Hill leaned against the window, the starry sky suddenly flickered.
He looks up in surprise.
The elf **** king is really powerful!
Are elves all creatures that make it out of their minds? Hill thought that this God King was scheming!
As soon as it was confirmed that the Forest of Spirits was indeed almost unlucky~IndoMTL.com~, I directly attacked the dwarf gods.
He took a bow and arrow and quickly shot at the dwarf's shrine.
"The Elf God King! That has nothing to do with dwarves!" A rude voice sounded.
This is the first time Hill has heard the dwarf king speak. It seems that the anger of the **** king makes him unable to sit still.
"Do you want to say it's a conspiracy of the devil?" The Elf God King sneered and fired a few more arrows, "Maybe, but you have no good intentions! The disgusting idea of destroying the Forest of Elf first, only You will come up with it!"
It seems that the Forest of Elves does have secrets, but such a big secret can be known to the dwarves.
Where did the elf **** king have the courage to play tricks and tricks?
Is it given to the goddess of the hunt who even calls monsters stupid?
The dwarf gods who sacrificed their tower shields are just trying to distinguish, this is definitely not what they did.
Even if the King of God's arrows shot at those dwarf gods with relatively low powers, he was just helping the defense and comforting his own people not to come forward.
And the elf **** king who is furious, completely two styles.
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