Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 740: Undead’s euphemistic request

William simply changed the subject: "Ms. Edna, do you think she might have something to do with Mystra?"

Hill blinked.

William said unaware: "Indeed, in the style of the Stone of Destiny, Mystra will definitely bring a teammate who may conflict.

See if she has the ability to turn enemies into friends, and turn the descendants of Azuth and her predecessor Mystra into her loyal subordinates, and then under the impact of various emotions, choose the most suitable path and get The goddesses of Azus recognized Mystra from the gods.

Or maybe I just can't handle this little lady who has become the Lord of the White Dragon, and create an eternal enemy for herself... Cyric's kind is too troublesome, the world must be reorganized as soon as he makes a move, it's still like that An enemy who can compete on the bright side is more suitable.

In this way, Toriel doesn't need to care about the incomprehensible thinking of this goddess...whatever she wants to do, there will be a persevering enemy to intercept..."

Hill lowered his head silently, then began to observe whether the door of the Alchemy Hall was closed.

"I want to gossip about people, of course I've been completely closed!" William said proudly, "Look, Toril likes this kind of confrontation the most... Maybe Laila's twins are The fuse of the fight between the two little girls!

I reckon that midnight, now either in Waterdeep or Shadowvale, just waiting for the time to come out.

Tsk...she has voters...Edna and white dragons and undead! Divine power can't be used, spells don't work well, hehe, what else can we do at midnight?

As long as she's not stupid, she won't directly turn against Edna... Haha... She can only find a way to have a good relationship with Edna, right?

See what else Kyle can do! Azus, the **** of mages, will definitely not have anything wrong this time! "

Hill understands what William wants to say. He thinks that AO wants to create another pair of Suren and Shar... Although he does not intend to directly intervene, it is also good to do something secretly. .

However, was William's reminder to Hill in mind? Could it be because Azus had nothing to do with it?

No...it's also because Edna doesn't have any special aura of law...Although Hill has seen the faint blue primordial power gradually disappear from Edna, Hill's Eyes are different.

At that time, the gods who could find that Edna was wrong... were all in chaos because they were expelled by Toril. When they had time to observe the world again, Edna could not see anything special at all... …

Actually, according to AO's design, Edna's environment is indeed very poor: at the beginning of her Aglaia, she encountered the peeping of dragons... If Lord Aglaia was just an archmage If so, under the circumstance that spells cannot be used, Tyr's paladins and some elves may have to work hard to keep the residents of the city under the claws of the Taikoo dragon.

Refugees like Edna, according to the tradition on Toril's side, have no protection at all... That small ambulance station in the Temple of Aglaia can't hold that many people.

The obvious aristocratic women of Edna and her mother are often the most dangerous at this time.

However, the first step failed...Lord Aglaia's power...a bit beyond the imagination of normal people...

That's okay, there's a second step anyway: Waterdeep.

The weird-minded Kelburn, the apprentices of the Tower of Black Wands...and the neighbor Aglaia City, who is likely to fight with Kelburn, may all remind Edna of the crisis own real memory.

However, the contact with the undead led the hesitant Lyra to find another way, and this lady has always been good at doing what she wants to do right away... Most importantly, she has been with the undead for a long time. Edna's willpower is also much stronger, and she is not afraid to cry because of a trivial matter. The little girl never felt afraid when she saw the ugly and terrible orcs attacking wildly.

So the current Edna... is indeed a little girl who matured earlier... In the world of Toril, there are a lot of people in their teens who have this kind of behavior.

If Hill hadn't known the truth...he might have really believed in a well-founded analysis...William's mind was really flying...

Hill pursed his lips, trying to restrain himself from laughing: So William helped Edna so actively, did he want her and Midnight to be evenly matched?

Forget it, he doesn't need to say more... At least what little girl Edna feels is meticulous kindness.

The conversation between him and William was also said in a completely closed environment, and William's face can still be preserved... right?

Hill suddenly asked, "Is the Spencer Knight with you?"

"Huh?" William said suspiciously, "Of course, I can't leave the matter of the undead to the people on the Salar side. Navin brought the guards with me to the kingdom of God, my king's guard. Now it's time to take charge of the undead of all worlds.

Although the avatar of the time-space artifact can basically handle ordinary things, his judgment on things is accurate but not necessarily correct. He must be watched all the time, and he can come to me at any time when he encounters things. . "

Hill turned his head to the side, showing a satisfied smile: "Spencer Knight is really hard work.

By the way, what happened to Uncle Adrian? If there is a chance, please help me inform him: my grandfather has arrived in Toril, and is studying the magic concept here in my territory. "

"Well..." William was distracted by him, "I know about this! Your little goblins shouted so loudly that everyone knew about it that day.

Adrian is still in Canterlot, and he should know about it. There are a lot of undead over there, and they are all new recruits from these families.

It's not that I won't let him go back to his magic tower. In fact, the laboratory in the central castle is enough for him, and there are undead who can continuously provide medicine refining materials. I think he is quite willing to continue to do so. .

There is still a problem with the relationship between humans and the group of elves. There must be a strong lord in Canterlot who can get along well with the undead.

Adrien is far from a legend anyway... I asked him before I ascended to the stars. Adrian himself estimates that it will take 100 years to have hope, but he is very confident that he will be better than Carl and the others. "

Hill responded softly, "That's fine...grandfather will be happy."

William didn't have any doubts about Hill's topic. In his heart, Hill was a very emotional person. He smiled and asked: "I see that the White Dragon Queen, maybe she will take all the The white dragon cubs are all thrown to you... Edna's money is her money, not yours, it's absolutely as much as you can spend.

I know you're not short of money, but wouldn't Aglaia City have an opinion? "

"The new mountain range is very good in location and size." Hill said slowly, "It just blocked all directions from Neverwinter to Aglaia, except for the road by the sea. .

But that mountain is a pure dirt mountain, and it's pretty easy to climb if you have the heart.

Although I have planted a lot of plant seeds on the mountains, unfortunately the trees are still relatively short. "

He can't use the Blessing of Nature as much as he did in Trahir... It's better for Toril not to reveal his true strength here... Just look at Erathrow and Elminster. , Everyone knows that they are strong, but no one can tell how strong they are and how high the limit of their strength is.

Toril live long and well are old silver coins.

Though these trees grow very well and grow into three-year seedlings in one year, they are still seedlings after all.

"The white dragon cub is really suitable..." William quickly understood what Hill meant.

The army of Aglaia City is not large, and it is impossible to put it in such a desolate place... Although Hill's puppet is strong, the order to kill is not something that Hill of the good camp can give.

But the white dragons... are still a large group of underage white dragons. Who can expect them to have enough intelligence to know who can kill and who can't?

Ruth interrupted the conversation between the two: "Your Majesty, Master, here comes the representative of the Mirabar dwarves. Lady Lyra doesn't know what to do with...they brought the amethyst dragon, and it hurts badly. It's heavy."

"Hill..." William said slowly, "Let the undead deal with it! You don't come forward."

"I know." Hill replied with a smile, "Of course I do."

William fell silent, the door of the alchemy hall suddenly opened, and groups of undead priests rushed into the hall frantically, directly raising their hands to shoot the rows of screens on both sides of the hall: that was their task manager.

This kind of time-limited quest cannot be received directly with a tablet, only the manager here in the lobby can do it.

It is estimated that it is arranged to save the consumption of time-space artifacts when they are over-calculated~IndoMTL.com~ William has never saved so much before... It seems that the space channel on Toril's side is not so easy to open, otherwise William would not be so cautious.

"Hil Hill..." The undead who finished the mission found Hill standing at the top, "Is there any time to develop a potion with a stronger blue-returning ability?

How can a bottle of potent medicine in the past be able to restore one third or even half of it, and now even one fifth is difficult... Let's miss your Huilan Dafa! "

"Let me ask your grandfather for you..." Hill said after a few seconds of silence. Knowing the properties of plants doesn't mean that better medicines can be made.

The only thing he can do is to give Fran a copy of the Toril Plant and Mineral Encyclopedia, and by the way open up his material library to him.

"Tsk... can you speak?" A female priest pulled the nonsense guy in front of her away, "Hill, ignore this idiot, he actually wanted to ask... can you give it to me outside? Shall we put some tranquil water?

One hour of infinite blue bars is enough for us to top up that dragon's blood! "