Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 483: Leave the Vortex and enter the Undead Swamp

Hill took Terry to the farm outside the city early the next morning.

They spent half a day here.

Mainly, Terry found out that Hill grew a lot of fruit and nuts outside the Northland, and he was a little greedy.

Fortunately, Hill's main purpose is still the staple food, so even if Terry crouched on the tree and killed more than half of the fruit, Hill didn't feel much.

Terry didn't eat much Northland fruit and nuts anyway. With these things, the roadside hotel that Hill prepared would be able to open.

As long as people stay, they will be interested in the temple of Aglaia.

In a place like Faerûn, as long as it is not an evil god, many people will show respect to the gods they see, even if they have never seen them before.

But there are so many gods in this world that most people can't guarantee that they know all of them.

When I got home in the afternoon, Hill received a lot of invitations in his mailbox.

He took the thick stack of letters and returned to the study with Terry.

Terry glanced at the tall book wall on three sides in surprise, scratched his head and said, "Do you like reading books so much? I also brought some with me when I went out this time, except for the dragon language magic that I can't show you, the others can be I'll give you a copy."

Hill nodded cheerfully: "Of course it's the best, I've bought almost all the books that can be bought in Silvermoon City, except for those antique books."

"Ancient human books are really useless." Terry spread his hands, "unless it's made of gold."

Hill knew that Terry didn't just want to repay himself for saving his life, but also the future dragon's nest.

So he simply accepted all the rewards from Terry, otherwise, for Terry, Hill's kindness was a little too heavy.

Even if you are a friend, you can't owe a party too much, that pressure will make people feel afraid to see their friends again.

Seeing that Hill accepted it readily, Terry also acted a little more calmly.

He looked over at the invitation card in Hill's hand: "Who is this?"

"From the auction house." Hill smiled. "The harvest season is here, they're going to hold a big fall auction, and I'm invited to participate."

"Are you going?" Terry asked with interest. "What do they sell?"

"In autumn, of course, it's mainly special products from all over the world." Hill dropped the invitation, "especially all kinds of spices that are more expensive than gold."

Terry was stunned for a moment and lost interest. He had just come out of Hill's farm and knew what was there.

Hill turned to a few more invitations, all sent by the clergymen invited by the Black Rod.

This is generally a wide-spread net. As long as it is a famous lawyer in Silvermoon City, they will be invited to a banquet. To put it bluntly, it means that they have arrived in a new place to show their sense of existence. Of course, it is best. It can also attract some people.

Although the main force of this expedition must be the military masters of Waterdeep City, there are also many people in Silvermoon City.

Hill simply threw the invitations aside.

"Why didn't the Black Staff invite you?" Terry asked curiously, "Are you stronger than these guys?"

"The city they plan to explore must have something to do with the elves." Hill said with a sneer, "How dare they invite me? A golden elf blood person who looks like a natural mage?

Everyone knows that the golden elves who come out to try will definitely have a protector behind them. "

"You don't need protection, do you?" Terry asked simply, "Your parents are not necessarily as strong as you!"

Hill couldn't help laughing: "There are still elders who are stronger than me, no matter which side."

Terry was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of his parents: "That's true, your bloodline is very strong.

But there's no need to protect a legend! Just give you a means of escape. "

It appears that dragons treat their children this way.

Hill shook his head: "The elves are different, especially the golden elves. If the younger generation is stronger, he will send a guardian of a different profession.

Not necessarily better than me, but someone who is good at leading people to run away or can quickly notify the family for help.

My level, who can kill me directly?

Always survive until rescue.

Elves don't necessarily have less concealment than Shadow Walkers. As long as there is green, it is likely that my guardian is hiding.

So the stronger I am, the more worried they are.

If I stay any longer, it's very likely that Black Rod will come in person, he knows elven traditions very well. "

The last paragraph, Hill said a lot. The father of the black wand Kelburn is a half-elf, but the one from which he was born has completely fallen, and Kelburn is almost the only successor.

So he actually knows very well that the golden elves who come out to travel will always be followed by one or even several guardians. The difference is only in the ability of the family.

Though Hill doesn't, the Black Rod won't believe it.

As for Elathrow, she wouldn't tell anyone about Hill's true origins.

Although Kyle is her brother-in-law, he is also a competitor of Silvermoon City and the lord of Waterdeep City.

Hill's identity is not a life-threatening matter, and the woman who has a lot of heart will not share it with others, and she does not want anyone to offend Hill too badly.

It sounds like there is no backing, but the mage's own abilities are very strong.

Even if it is her, she will not directly slap a god, she has seen the gods in the saint mode.

For the powerful divine power in the starry sky, the saints are indeed weak, but for them, they are still very strong.

She remembered that the Goddess of Magic had said that her saintly form was about the same as her weak divine power.

In other words, Hill's ability is at least comparable to that of a saint, so he treats Vol'jin so arrogantly.

The most troublesome thing is that he is a half-elf, which is the best reason for Corellon to shoot.

The northern land used to belong to the elves. Who knows if the elves and gods will intervene unwillingly.

Hill pondered for a long time why Elastra always thought he didn't exist, and then slowly figured out these twists and turns.

It's not that he doesn't understand, but it just takes a long time to think about it.

And people like Erathrow, almost as soon as they saw Hill appear, they decided their attitudes and arrangements for him.

Terry lay down on the floor: "That's not good, don't do your best in the end, the benefits are all for that black-eyed guy."

Hill nodded and began to write to Lynn, informing him that he was going to the Undead Swamp soon, and that he would send him the letter when he stabilized.

Hill feels that with his own abilities, he should be able to stand in the Swamp of the Undead soon, and places like the post office will naturally be willing to come.

As long as it is safe, these places will not fail to make money.

Hill pondered for a while, or changed clothes and went to buy a circle of drinks and fresh meat, and then sorted everything out, and left Silvermoon City with Terry in the early morning of the third day.

Hill did not hide his departure, and took out his alchemy carriage when he left Nancheng.

Terry liked the carriage so much that he almost wanted to restore the dragon shape inside, but Hill decisively rejected it.

Hill doesn't plan to go by water, although he does have a boat, but his boat is made of undead, too unique in this world.

He decided to build a traditional multi-masted sailing ship when he got to the Swamp of the Dead.

Silvermoon City is not too far from the Swamp of the Undead. Hill's carriage was already fast, but it was already dusk when it reached the road on the edge of the swamp.

"Huh?" Terry, who jumped out of the car first, said in surprise, "The undead here are very weak! Why are so many people afraid?"

"But it's a lot..." Hill got off the carriage and looked at the swampy sea on the west side of the road.

It's not that evil, but it's sad and hateful enough.

The wind blows with their hatred.

"How do you plan to solve this problem?" Terry asked, a little bewildered, "You can't completely destroy them! They are also victims, and they have not left their own territory.

No matter how ugly and terrifying these undead and beasts are, if they don't intend to hurt you, you can't let them go away!

If so many grievances dissipate, Faerûn will curse you. "

Hill nodded with a smile: "Don't worry! I'm not thinking about getting this back right away.

We have plenty of time. "

Hill did not intend to intervene, he chose his camp on the east side of the road.

It was too late, Hill and Terry chose a suitable open space and directly used the labyrinth forest array.

Terry looked curiously at the woods and stone labyrinth walls that appeared directly, a little eager to try.

Hill threw him a pass ring: "Bring it on, this ring will automatically grow larger and smaller, and it will also hang on your claws in the shape of a dragon.

Don't go to challenge the maze, if you like it, I will build a bigger one outside your chosen lair in the future~IndoMTL.com~ You can play in it every day.

I have something to do tonight. "

Terry's eyes wandered: "I don't want to play. But if you say that, I'm really interested."

Hill glanced at him, looked up at the mist that had begun to spread on the west side of the road, frowned, and simply raised his hand and put the Water Mystery Lock there.

The road was also covered by the thick fog, Hill thought for a while, and directed the locks to free up the empty space on the road.

He originally wanted to change the settings so that people would enter from one side, and then be directly sent to the other side by the lock, so that everyone would save trouble and effort.

But think about it carefully and think it might scare these passers-by.

This is the Undead Swamp, after all.

"Ehhh?" After careful observation, Terry asked in amazement, "Are you a fanlock? How did you do it? No one has done it since the fall of Mithryn! "

Hilyang took the ring on Yang's left hand: "With him, I am very proficient in magic circles and the like."

Terry glanced at the unadorned silver ring and reacted in the second half: "This is Mithryn's ring? No! It doesn't look like his power. I thought it was the space ring you made yourself. What!"

Hill was stunned for a moment, then directly used the mansion technique, and greeted Terry to walk in together: "Go and rest first! Look at the specific environment here tomorrow morning." Jumping to Surviving the Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty-Three Leaving the Vortex and Entering the Undead Swamp

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