Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 668: Aglaia city after world reorganization

After calming down, Hill heard Lynn's voice resounding through the city: he was using a sound-transmitting device to ask all citizens to stay at home and not go out, stating that the city lord has guarded and will continue to guard the safety of everyone, as long as They are obedient.

Hill estimated that when the incident broke out, Lynn ordered everyone to go home quickly. He used to bring the original town residents to face the hobgoblins on the other side of the desert. He has a lot of experience in dealing with emergencies. .

Hill slowly released the crystal flower, leaned weakly against the wall of the pool, brushed the long messy hair on his shoulders behind his head with his fingers, and slowly recovered his mental strength.

Since becoming a legend, Hill rarely seems so miserable.

Although the time is not long, the blessing of Mystery Lock for nearly an hour has really exhausted him.

A drop of mana was gone, and the spiritual sea was almost exhausted. He could only recover slowly by himself. He dared not release such a peaceful spell as the water of tranquility.

Fortunately, Hill is still a bit sane, and there are always a lot of blood and potions in the warehouse.

Any high-level spell needs to attract the elements of the outside world. Although Hill is a warlock, his skills are more like a mage. Except for some spells that add status to himself, he doesn't even dare to use a long sword now.

If there is a thunderbolt, it is very likely that the crystal wall that is barely maintained will be shattered for him to see.

Hill touched his pendant. Fortunately, his storage device did not require magic to open, but used mental power.

When his mental power recovered a little, he took out a bottle of juice and simply sat in the pool and drank it slowly.

Damn, in the future, he has to expand all his clothes pockets and put the potions in a set. He actually thought about how to deal with the sequelae of the collapse of the magic net many times, but he always felt that it was too early, so he was not in a hurry. Do.

Sure enough, people without far-sightedness must have near-term worries!

The spiritual sea recovered a little, and Hill tried to observe the surrounding environment. Fortunately, within the range of the mystical lock, the space was still stable.

It was terrifyingly quiet in the floating castle. The goblins had all entered Purvi's body, and the otherworldly whale had also hid in his formidable defensive back core at the moment.

The huge body fell silently on the grass in the clearing in front of the castle.

Marsha and Liszt have both returned directly to their cores. They both used the power of the elements to condense their bodies, and they can't come out now.

Hill looked at his city with a bit of daze.

Finally...he kept his home. Even the other half of the green forest had a terrifying fault, and a sudden mountain peaked there, even blocking part of the road leading to Neverwinter.

But at least he kept the forest within the Mysterious Lock range.

Hill watched silently, and the mountain appeared more on the side of Neverwinter Forest. Neverwinter City has always been dominated by wood industry, and now it has lost half of its economic lifeline.

He sighed, not in the mood to care about the future of others, and continued to observe the surroundings of his own territory.

The Baojian Mountains are not bad. They are completely preserved, but there seems to be a piece of water in the east. I don't know if it is lake water or sea water.

Hope it's lake water, then Aglaia City can start farming and animal husbandry in the future. In a short period of time, Hill estimated that he would not have time to manage the big farm over Silvermoon City.

The price of food in Faerûn will definitely increase. Even if Hill has enough food, it is not bad to give the citizens a little spiritual sustenance.

In the past, the water veins were all drawn down from the Sword Mountains, which could not support the consumption of large farms.

The city of Aglaia is silent, but the city guards have poured into the streets from the city hall, seeming to check the safety of the city.

Hill saw Lynn's figure. He was walking towards the Alchemy Hall and seemed to want to find Corellon.

And Tyr's paladins are also concentrated in their temple, but it seems that they can't reach Tyr, which makes them a little anxious, and Hill can feel that they are praying.

The only thing that responded was the Shrine of Aglaia on the coast. The statue in the Holy Water Hall kept emitting blue and white light, which was a powerful belief inspired by countless prayers for help.

Aglaia and other gods handle beliefs in a completely different way, so that the entire Sword Coast under the control of her divine power has been preserved.

There are even many figures floating towards the port of Aglaia on the sea. They were thrown out of Toril when the world was broken, and they were located by the Sea God Temple because of their devout faith, and then from the void The believers who were pulled over.

Hill reluctantly found that the elements of the elves were also gone.

He simply activated the dozens of puppets in the Temple of Aglaia, and asked them with the energy spar to take in these refugees.

These are Aglaia's devout followers, and it's impossible for Hill to abandon them.

After drinking a glass of juice, Hill groaned in pain. The chaos of the source of magic made him very uncomfortable after being immersed in mana for many years.

The most important thing is that the departure of natural consciousness gave him a sense of danger. Toril's nature has been hit by this terrible destruction and fell into a deep sleep.

For the first time, Hill felt overwhelmed.

"Hill! What happened?

The undead are all gone! That time-space artifact suddenly stopped moving! Lynn rushed up, "Corellon is gone too, and I have no news at all from contacting Miril!"

Ah... ah!

Hill? Are you hurt? How are you?

What the **** is going on here? **** it! "

"Mystra... has fallen." Hill said painfully, "The magic net is now completely useless, and the power of the source can't be used temporarily. Let the legal profession not use any spells.

Not even priests and druids, let them straighten their spiritual seas honestly, never use any magic through the magic net, their gods don't have time to reply now.

The most important thing is to tell the mages to be honest if you don't want to get headshots, it's too messy now, and I don't have time to collect corpses for them.

Let the City Guard and the Knights of the Silver Shield take to the streets to patrol!

Tell Tyr's paladins that it's just a temporary disconnect caused by the inability of the Leyline to use, and that Tyr is safe.

You don't have to worry too much, the Labyrinth is still functioning normally. "

Lynn nodded, but didn't move.

Hill understands that he is worried about himself, so he can only slow down and say: "Don't worry about me. I just... used to be too used to relying on the power of magic, and suddenly lost a little bit at a loss. But it didn't hurt me. "

Hill took another look at the sky where the silver light no longer appeared: "The magic net is just broken, not completely abolished. The world has just been repositioned by the voters of the goddess of magic, and Toriel has kept it. , will not continue to break.

The power of the source has also become more and more stable. For me, there is nothing to fear about losing the magic net, as long as the power of the source is not restless.

Go and appease the people. Martha will be out to help you soon.

Although nothing major will happen again, the space will definitely continue to be unstable for a period of time. I must stay in the floating castle for defense at all times, and I can only leave other things to you.

Don't worry about the undead, it should be because of plane fluctuations, they can't locate Toril, and the soul projection is directly cut off.

Even the gods got kicked out!

For a short time, the Torils are on their own, organize your cousins, and the port may be in chaos. "

The more Lynn listened, the more bleak his face became, and he also brought a little happiness: fortunately, they have always been very careful here, and without the suppression of the Mage Tower, there would be no major troubles.

He turns quickly and leaves, making sure to get things sorted before chaos begins.

Watching Lynn hurry back to the ground, Hill slowly walked back to his room and soaked himself in the hot water pool.

Fortunately, the various facilities in this floating castle are more energy spar.

At first, Hill just thought it was convenient for Liszt to control, and by the way, prepare for the chaos ten years later.

Who knew the assassination would come earlier?

Hill shrunk himself in the hot water pool with a faint wry smile: Why can't it be earlier?

Isn't he also the one who made Mystra face the scorched status quo so long in advance?

In the real history, there was not so much resistance. Ten years later, Mystra couldn't control the situation, so that her thinking was disordered, and she was assassinated in her back garden by Cyric, who had been monitoring her for a long time.

The current Mystra is probably in more trouble than back then, and the resistance of the mages is also very strong, and he still regards himself as the Midnight Mystra in his heart, and of course he is even more upset.

Cyric must have been eyeing him long ago.

Hill sank in the water and grunted for a while before standing up to dry himself with a large soft towel and put on the clothes with a lot of pockets.

During the time when he can't use magic, he should save some energy spar!

He soon found out that Lynn called out both Terry and Tustin, and sent them both patrolling the road with their real bodies.

Both dragons were a little stunned, but they did what Lynn asked ~IndoMTL.com~ just pacing slowly and looking a little stunned, I guess they didn't understand what happened.

That's a good idea.

When magic can't be used, the shape of the dragon gives people a deeper sense of security.

Hill stuffed all of his pockets with potions that replenish blood and magic, and small cakes and juices that replenished his stamina and magic. He held the crystal flower in his arms and half-lyed on the deck chair on the terrace.

He closes his eyes and slowly thinks about possible enemies nearby.

The pirates on Luskan are a threat, but they'll definitely go first to the Arcane Brotherhood that has been squeezing them for years.

By the time they come to Aglaia, the power of Toril's source should have stabilized for the most part, and the elemental riots will not be so strong. Hill's bloodline spells will definitely be available at that time.

It is estimated that there will be at most a few giant dragons taking advantage of the fire. After all, Aglaia City is notoriously rich, but the golden dragon is too small, and the mercury dragon has never been known for its strength.

Hill opened his eyes, raised his right hand in front of his eyes and slowly clenched it and slowly opened it, revealing a sneer.