Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 410: Confirm that he is indeed not a mage Hill
Hill glanced at the sky, the dawn of dawn was coming soon.
"As soon as the dawn rises, attack the Winter Goddess." He told Alice, "Just hit it, it doesn't matter if you die or not."
"There are no more attack spells in the ball." Alice was a little embarrassed, "I seem to have used too much in the front, I am too excited, I will pay attention next time."
"It's okay, there are oil paintings." Hill pointed to the huge oil painting hanging behind him, "He will attack you directly."
Generally speaking, to be able to become an artifact, in fact, one has a strong spirituality and can already think independently.
It's just that most artifacts have no interest in communicating with the outside world.
But if it's someone who doesn't agree with them, daring to touch them will basically only create a disaster.
Hill's artifact oil painting is very kind. If Hill has any reasonable request, he will do it.
Probably because of the fact that he has a good impression of Hill when he created his supernatural power.
The Ring of Winter in Hill's hands will not work. Although it is considered polite to Hill, Hill must control it by himself. Like today, it is impossible to tell the oil painting that he will attack by himself.
That's another price.
As for the rune of perfection, this single-function artifact rarely has thoughts flowing. Even if he has spirituality, it will not show any performance, and Hill has never used him, nor has he used it in the face of evil devils , he was already dissatisfied.
Alice nodded with satisfaction. She was actually a little hostile to the Winter Goddess.
Maybe it's because Aglaia actually wields a part of the ice laws of Trahir as well, and is trying to take over all of the relationships.
If Trahir can't give birth to an ice **** until she succeeds, then it will be up to Aglaia to go out as a god.
Alice, in fact, has regarded these gods who conflict with the priesthood of Aglaia as enemies.
It was Hill, who knew of their existence for a long time, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.
However, for Hill, what he can't understand the most is whether Alice and Aglaia have a good or bad relationship. They fight when they meet, and they always quarrel.
Not messing with each other on big things is Hill's only hope for the two of them, but that doesn't seem to be the case now.
Hill sighed softly. Don't think about his straight male thinking. The relationship between women is too complicated, whether they are mature or not.
Hill waited quietly, the meteor shower had ended, and the two people below seemed to have resumed their close relationship, and began to attack Hill's defensive circle again.
But Ouna, the goddess of winter, no longer leaned on the storm king Loos, but slashed feebly at a distance of ten meters.
Hill thinks she finally understands that if she really grabs the Ring of Bitter Winter, this Ross won't give it to her.
Even though there are only wind and thunder elements, Ross still chose to **** part of the goddess of winter. Hill suspects that it is the cold wind or something.
Then if he has the Winter Ring that can control the ice and snow, wouldn't Ross even grab the ice and snow priesthood?
Los is exactly the same as Talos of the main body, with endless greed.
There is nothing above his power.
That Loos attacked very seriously. Lightning flashed on his hammer, much more serious than before the hunter was killed.
At least Liszt felt a little pressure and went down to check the stock of spar.
Probably before these evil gods really thought that Hill would go out and take a look before the defensive circle was shattered.
After all, that Amber's body had been lying on the edge of the magic circle, and many people couldn't help but walk up close to see their results.
Unfortunately, Hill had long suspected that the enemy had mixed in with his magic circle, how could he be so stupid that he went out to die.
Those who know there is danger and still have to show their power are the fault of the evil gods, and normal mages won't be so boring.
After the dust settles for a few days, I will walk out of the magic tower to observe it, which is the operation of the mage.
However, if it was the hunter, Hill didn't think he would be easily killed.
Ordinary legendary mages, although not as strong as legendary knights, are still strong enough to reach the physique of sky knights.
It's just that he hasn't been trained in martial arts, and it's useless except for being strong.
Just like Adrian, who always called the mage weak and frail, he was actually much stronger than ordinary knights.
How strong is the elemental body, just think about those undead who can scuffle with their companions, and they don't have any occupations when they fight.
Hill thinks they'll send the hunter against him, presumably treating him like a normal legendary mage.
But the current Hill, with thick skin, even if he uses a legendary weapon, if he just slashes flat, he won't even have a white mark. The hunter was obviously planning to use his claws to assassinate Hill, except for a few fingernails to collapse directly, with no other results.
Hill slowly sketches the source of the man behind the scene, apparently from the previous world, and unaware that Hill is a warlock.
The physical quality of the warlock is stronger than that of the mage, and the hunter will be more vigilant to the warlock.
With his temper of running for three thousand miles in case of trouble, he may not even venture into the defensive circle.
Alice suddenly sat up straight, Hill glanced at the sky, and sure enough, the night sky had begun to slowly fade.
Hill felt that Alice was getting closer to the sun and was very sensitive to the sunrise and sunset.
He held the talisman and stared at Ross below.
Alice looked up and took a similar amulet from her chest, and pressed it against the window with the tip of her claws.
She just likes the refreshing feeling of swinging the ball with her claws, not the lack of mental control.
At dawn, the crystal ball behind Alice smashed directly at the Winter Goddess.
The fast-spinning adamantine ball hit her head almost instantly, and the Winter Goddess quickly retreated with a scream.
Hill suppressed his desire to laugh and aimed the talisman at Ross, who looked back in panic.
The goddess of winter put most of her defense power on her face, but she didn't expect Alice to hit her forehead this time.
Loss actually reacted to Hill's attack, but it would be useless to turn himself into a lightning dwarf even if he used the Thunder Shield with all his strength. The Rune of Goodness is a probabilistic artifact. As long as he is hit, no matter how he defends no use.
Seeing Ross yelling and being dragged directly to the ground, the Winter Goddess turned around and hurried away with a small head missing, but unfortunately she was still beaten to the ground by the long-awaited oil painting.
"Are you going to kill her completely?" Alice's adamantine **** fluttered in the air, and Hill was a little worried by her eagerness to try.
If it was the former Alice, she would never want to take the opportunity to kill all enemies. During the time she was out with Merkel, she really changed a lot.
Actually, Hill sometimes understands why Merkel will go to retreat with confidence this time. Although Alice is a lot lazy with Hill, it can be seen that she has learned a lot in the past few years. , the heart is not so soft.
This is the inferiority of most men. Even a male leopard can't get rid of this stupidity. When women are not tough enough, they hope that they will learn to be independent and independent. When women are really strong, they will naturally pass that point. Love and pity are taken back.
Even if the toughness is just for the sake of his pretend toughness.
Hill smiled: "For the sake of the Ring of Winter, don't embarrass the Frost Maiden looking outside.
Loss' existence has made her very embarrassed, so don't do it too badly. "
Alice nodded, the amulet on her fingertips glowed slightly, and the Winter Maiden was dragged into the ground. By the time she was able to struggle out, the world should have come to an end.
"Sir, what about the corpse outside?" Liszt asked softly.
Hill took a look and saw that the place where Amber was located was smashed to pieces by the flaming meteorite. If it weren't for her falling, she would be surrounded by sea water, and the place would have been completely burned.
"Where's the fake leopard?" Alice asked.
"That's the trophy of the killing vine, he has already found a place to absorb it under the magic tower." Liszt bent down and replied.
"Don't worry, give the beasts a chance outside." Hill replied lightly, "It's already cooked anyway.
Even if there are residues, those big trees can absorb it. "
He raised his hand, attracted a gust of wind, sent a large number of sunflower seeds to it, and used the natural blessing with most of his strength.
Although the nearby flowers and trees violated the laws of nature, they instantly grew up in the ice and snow, with lush green leaves and bright flowers.
But even if the sea **** is just a false god, the power radiated is enough to make these plants no longer afraid of the cold~IndoMTL.com~ Hill planted some thorn bushes there, no matter what happens, from magic The tower can't be seen here either.
He didn't intend to touch Amber's corpse at all. What he destroyed was only the incarnation of the law. The law itself was fine. If the opponent's strength was strong, it would be easy to condense a similar existence.
So Hill would rather let the corpse be eaten by beasts than take it back for research.
Alice found the sofa and lay down in a relaxed manner. She felt that she did a good job today and needed to reward herself for a good rest.
Hill turned to Liszt and said, "No wonder my grandfather always thought that I was not a real alchemist, and I was indeed very different from a mage."
Liszt couldn't help but laugh.
Adrian's adventurous spirit is stronger than Hill's, and if Frank is here, he will never allow himself to give up a god's corpse, even if there are sequelae, he has to study it.
Hill is a spoiled kid who just doesn't want to use corpses for research.