Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 560: The fist of the “Old Sanda King”

Hill and 'Haipaowaiwai' watched the 'Magic Sword' happily walk towards the floating plate.

'Haipaowaiwai' sighed and said to himself: "Baldhead, brother, I have tried my best, and I can't blame Black Rose because of him."

Hill looked at him blankly: "Isn't it just queuing with girls? It's okay to be crowded?"

“They will definitely not be in line.

This kind of activity to watch the handsome boys must be fun when everyone gathers together.

Generally, polite men will wait for them outside.

But the magic sword will rampage and push all the little girls away.

It will be screen recorded.

We undead have a forum, does Mr. Hill know about it?

Mr. Adrian likes to find someone to see if there's a recent joke to cheer him up.

Some time ago, they had a 'best' selection, and our black rose was selected.

It's a shame to be named the family with the most straight men.

This guy 'Magic Sword' is the culprit.

We thought it a little weird at first. After all, there are many girls in the family, and there are many couples. Why do we get this kind of evaluation.

It was later discovered that it was the evil swordsman's brigade of the Demon Sword.

The magic sword is the captain of the swordsman! I don't know how he chose people, but they are so similar to each other! "

'Hawaiwaiwai' said a little desperately, "Mr. Hill will never understand that for boys like us who have normal needs and want to find a cute girlfriend, seeing the rows of girls posting How painful.

Who wants to be represented by something like this!

Nowadays, many girls refuse to communicate with us when they see our family name.

Before the bald head went out this time, he very solemnly told me to watch the magic sword and stop adding cases to it.

But is that something normal people can understand?

He is the only one in the family who shouts for Miss Sister every day. When he really encounters Miss Sister, his reaction is to get out of my way and hinder my sword speed! "

Hill burst out laughing out loud, and in exchange for a very resentful look: "Mr. Hill, for the undead, the reputation of a straight man is really bad. /

Many people don't want to be laughed at by girls even if they don't have the desire to pick up girls in another world.

With the strength of our Black Roses, there are no good players willing to join for three months!

Every time the bald head sees a good loose person and wants to invite them to join the family, he is ruthlessly rejected.

Black Rose has never been so miserable. "

'Haip Wai Wai' looked painful, but his subordinates kept typing: "I have no other choice.

Only the old Sanda King can be invited to come forward.

As soon as he said he was going to squeeze in, I knew I couldn't stop it.

So I sent a letter to ask the bald head to invite Sanda King back.

Mr. Hill, Sanda King is not just a mouthful!

Just like the magic sword, she can hit three times with one!

He has no face, no face! We black roses can't accompany him to die!

We can't recruit good boys, at least some talented girls!

Black roses must never fail to receive people again.

Besides, there will always be people who will eat the arrogant sister. "

He glanced at Hill quickly, and quickly explained with a smile: "I want to say that Sanda King can suppress the magic sword like a big sister, and everyone knows that in the black rose, the magic sword is not a fart. ."

Hill nodded silently, thinking that the 'Old Sanda King' might not be unaware of their careful thinking.

But that lady is extremely strong and hates being looked down upon.

'Haw Wai Wai' glanced at the undead companions who had reached a consensus on the big screen and started walking towards Waterdeep City: "Mr. Hill, I have to leave too. The old dog said that the undead are in Waterdeep City. After the side starts to do the task, our side has to start the defense.

It is very likely that the gangsters in Waterdeep will allow the strong to attack the city of Aglaia.

Actually, Mr. Hill knows that too, right?

Although the townspeople in that large residential area are all good-natured, they don't necessarily have nothing to do with the gang.

It's just that Mr. Hill's strength doesn't matter at all, and that mysterious lock is enough to ensure that no one dares to enter.

Their behavior is not a betrayal, just a little more detail when writing to relatives.

I won't say anything that is required to be kept secret in the city, at most it implies that there is something that cannot be said.

However, our artifact has a relatively strong ability to judge enemies and friends, and we have already found these people.

Thanks to Mr. Hill for allowing the artifact to activate all functions in the realm.

The old dog said that as long as they start to enter the deep water on their side, the resettlement here must start.

Then divide these people into various communities and arrange them in the north and south of the city, and there must be a small magic tower guarding them next to them. "

He looked up and smiled: "Mr. Hill, you must think we are boring.

Anyone with a problem would simply stay on the Mystery side and there would be no trouble.

We know that Mayor Lynn wants to put those people on the edge of the original town, which is actually within the confines of Mystery Lock.

But we have to do this, and staying behind also has something to do! "

Hill smiled helplessly: "Whatever you want, don't affect ordinary people. If something goes wrong, I will take back your permission."

"Don't worry, Mr. Hill!" Haw Wai Wai laughed complacently, "I can guarantee that their neighbors in that row are either faulty or capable.

There are a lot of strong people playing seclusion in this world! are higher than ours. "

Hill didn't want to say anything. He did know that some strong people came to settle here. Of course, those people also knew that Hill would know that their identities were not ordinary people.

But if they dare to live in the lock, it means they are willing to be discovered by Hill.

However, the God of Time and Space does seem to have opened up a lot of the functions of the artifact to Corellon! Otherwise, this artifact will not be able to accurately judge so many things right away when it arrives in the new world.

In the previous small worlds, he had studied for a long time to achieve such precision.

Sill, who sent off the undead, pondered: How could the God of Time and Space believe so much in Corellon? This is equivalent to handing over your own server source program to the other party?

The only reason he could think of was William.

If the God of Time and Space did not do this, William may still insist on coming to Toril. Although this artifact is already very powerful, there are still some uncertain things that need to be consulted.

If there are too many doubts accumulated, he is likely to have problems.

And this kind of artifact, which is almost connected to the clergy and the law, is absolutely impossible to be controlled by a person without divinity, and it is impossible to trust it.

Those are subordinates who are deeply trusted by William. With his temper, it is absolutely impossible to sacrifice their souls to control the divine weapon. Once the soul is damaged, even the kingdom of God cannot be entered.

But this artifact is also important to the Space-Time God, and if completely destroyed, he may even lose moderate power.

William said that he thought of other worlds to build a stronger foundation for his conferred gods, but for what, everyone counts.

His divine fire has been ignited long ago, and most of the Salar people have long since enshrined him on the altar.

The **** of time and space is drawing wages from the bottom of the pot! He seemed very reluctant to bring William into this world.

Hill stood up and walked out onto the patio.

He looked at Tyre's temple and couldn't help but smile: It seems that no one is stupid, one Tyre is enough.

Hill found a hidden seat on the terrace and sat down, and soon saw the 'magic sword' pulled out by the ears of the petite Sanda King at the hotel gate.

Although the priests on Toril's side could all be multi-tasking paladins, Hill was still a little surprised to see the "demon sword" that had no power to fight back and couldn't even break free.

But he soon discovered that Sanda King's other hand seemed to be throwing punches erratically, but it actually hit the joint of the 'magic sword', making it impossible for him to get it and hang it around his waist. 's long sword.

Undead can't use skills without weapons, but Sanda King's hands glow white.

Hill's eyes widened and he looked at the cloth glove on the little hand: This girl is inaugurated as a God Fist!

The biggest advantage of this profession is that it can use divine arts with bare hands. The biggest sacrifice is to completely discard the weapons and heavy armor, and then exchange for the ability to strike with bare hands: when attacking, the fist can choose to use punches , Elbow, Knee, Kick combination moves to attack, and can cause more damage than ordinary unarmed attacks.

This greater damage can be felt from the painful wailing of the 'Magic Sword'. You know, the pain of the undead has been reduced a lot!

The devout believers who created this profession believed that their bodies and minds were gifts from God. If they did not fully utilize the potential of these innate talents, they would be guilty of blasphemy.

The undead have a restriction that they can't use skills without weapons, so she only has a pretend glove on her hand.

The Fist of God not only has a firm belief and will~IndoMTL.com~ but also has an extremely strong physique. Hill estimates that she can compare the strength to those giant elephants.

He looked in awe at the tiny figure below.

Although his strength is not small, Hill has absolutely no interest in experiencing the fun of punching to the flesh.

The 'Old Sanda King' used the lowest-level light healing spell on the 'Magic Sword' while playing, to ensure that he did not suffer any damage other than pain.

The girls who came out to watch were very interested, and the men were afraid to hide.

But there are indeed some boys, with bright eyes, looking at this beautiful little loli with a strong figure, beating and scolding.

Although this 'magic sword' seems a bit miserable, Hill has already heard what the girls onlookers are saying.

He actually squeezed directly through the girls, and his body collided with several girls.

Many girls have their staffs ready to go.