Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 544: Letter from William

The group of people who were swimming in the water and fighting the water fight along the way noticed that Hill was using magic, and immediately rushed over at a faster speed.

They also used a lot of skills in order not to stick faces with their companions, and they really need mana replenishment!

I would rather hit the iron plate than hit the teeth next door!

Even in a tornado, there are still many people who turned on the video!

If anyone is careless, it will directly lead to hot searches on the forum.

This guy Hill is really good at dealing with them. The tornadoes rotate irregularly and change directions up and down!

Accidentally rolled together.

People with worried faces feel that they have bumped into something that shouldn't appear, and they may not know exactly what they bumped into!

Those who didn't get the trick were swimming happily, planning to go back and sum up their spoils.

Anyway, Hill's goal has been achieved.

It's okay for him to die in the Toril society, and these undead people have to accompany him in the forum.

Hill definitely doesn't think that caring about himself will outweigh their pleasure in pranking their own people.

Hill saw Xue Yunfeng, whom he had not seen for a long time, and he was leading some people to greet Lynn and the others. The Seraph leader was standing aside to introduce them.

The bald head and his friends were stopped by the Silver Shield.

Hill also understood, who knew exactly who saved this group of paladins.

It was only at this moment that he remembered in a daze that the person from Black Rose was indeed standing with him.

At that time, because the gods and the five-color dragon queen were paying attention to that place, it was impossible for Hill to enter the star gate in a hidden manner. He planned to enter directly with his small sailboat.

The black rose probably wanted to rub against Hill's boat, but Aglaia rushed over and destroyed the boat.

Then they were unluckily drawn into the broken star gate together.

It can't be considered unlucky. Seeing that they all chose half-elves whose blood is closer to humans, they can understand that in the world of the undead, they can make a lot of money.

This is the favorability obtained in advance. Tire would probably accept their transfer to the Knights of Justice.

Well... the premise is that you don't know that this family mainly rides pigs.

"Has the person from Black Rose been in Tra Hill all this time?" Hill asked Aglea who was sitting beside him.

"Huh?" Aglea recalled, nodded and said, "Yes. Most of them have returned to Trasil, and they often go to our house.

After the Warcraft Kingdom disbanded, many unambitious monsters who left us went back to the valley to stay.

When the undead were in Trasil, they went to sign a contract with them again.

The priest and swordsman of Black Rose seem to like wolverines and honey badgers very much, looking for them every day. "

Hill hesitated for a while before saying: "Probably their wild boar army, there are too many of them?"

The duchess's family, just getting married and having children, should be enough to support an army of ten thousand people.

Hill remembered that when he met them last time, these people said that the number of the family is so large, and they will not build an affiliated army like Xue Laogou.

The black rose is estimated to have no other Warcraft to sign, and the tiger will not do it either. The one with the bald head was able to stay because of anger.

Only badgers don't care.

Everyone can emit bad smell, no one is afraid of anyone.

Most of the undead didn't care about the welcome ceremony, they rushed into the town quickly after enjoying Hill's mana-returning ult.

Maybe knowing that this place belongs to Hill, these undead people still controlled it, and let the residential area go.

But shops and hotels, ushered in groups of people visiting.

The only pity for them is that they can't buy anything before the money can be exchanged.

Martha is still so fierce, even with Trasil's gold coins.

Liszt also went down to help greet those undead who had nothing to do, and entered the alchemy hall to rest, waiting for new tasks.

Sill gently opened the box in his hand, and there was only a thick letter inside, and a core of a magic tower, lingering with the divine power of time and space.

He opened the letter in the breeze:

Hill, Zhan Xinjia.

I should have said these words to you in person, but it's a pity that I can't make it through Toril.

Please allow me to offer you my deepest apologies.

I did something wrong about Alice.

I think you can understand those things related to the human race. I know Hill has always been concerned about the safety of the human race.

However, I forgot that as a friend, there are some things you should at least say hello to.

But Hill, please believe that neither I nor the God of Nobles really don't take Alice's life seriously.

He just wants to provoke the relationship between you and Warcraft.

I just think that Alice should be promoted to the Kingdom of God when the God of Nobility's calculation succeeds.

It's just that both of us have forgotten that sometimes we can not only do calculations.

We are not alone in the world.

Forgive my arrogance, as a friend, I was really wrong.

I also understand that you will be angry because you really treat me as a friend.

If only Arturas did it, you wouldn't be so angry.

Although it's a bit embarrassing, I must tell you that at that time, I should have been corroded by the poison of belief.

I always feel that the God of Time and Space is fine, so I shouldn't.

But I'm not him after all.

Time and space are the real innate gods, but I am not.

I am the same as the **** of nobility, but I can actually be regarded as a **** of faith.

I have to be very careful about what time and space can do, but I am negligent, and the end is naturally dismal.

It wasn't until Ferenriel, under Navin's persuasion, that I faced up to my stupidity.

In fact, I went back to Trasil early, and the God of Time and Space took me back directly. It is really painful to take away the soul.

I thought I could apologize to you in the next world, but I didn't expect that there would be a star gate explosion.

Luckily you are safe and sound.

Knowing your whereabouts from Goddess Aglaia, I am really relieved. Although you have always been lucky, the world is most afraid of accidents.

So, Hill, although traveling is important, you must also protect your own safety.

I still hope to see you alive and kicking in Trasil.

This time Corellon hoped that the undead could go to Toril, and I agreed after thinking about it for a while.

Although the God of Nobles and I have cut off the claws extended by the orcs, some hatred still needs to be reported.

Toril is a good fit, most of the orcs there are chaotic evil, I really hope to see more undead.

Enclosed is a gift from the Time God, who is ready when he hears about your domain from Corellon.

Although the undead are troublesome, as long as they are controlled properly, they are still very helpful.

For those of us who are still in Trasil, as long as you and Aglea are safe, we actually don't really care what the undead can do in Toril.

After all, there is no order in that world.

Even the gods of the kindness department can create such a great horror of destroying the world!

Compared with the locals, the undead are actually quite good, but there are a little more people.

Of course, I believe that you have seen a new kind of undead at this moment. They are not only those who are very human, but also half-elves.

Corillon said that the humans of Toril are very annoying, completely different from Trassil's, and it is better to change the image.

Both Time and Space and I think that he just thinks that the undead are very similar to elves.

You know, because of becoming an elf, many undead people feel that they can squat in the chaotic camp.

Of course, such a terrible idea has been completely stopped by us, but I hope you can help to notice that the angels sent by Corellon are particularly unreliable.

Please keep those big wings away from the time-space artifact, sometimes I think their stupidity is contagious.

Also, if the undead go to that world, they must abide by Toril's rules, which is the magic net.

Corillon is indeed the **** of magic for the elves, helping us redefine occupations and spells.

Of course, on the side of the undead, the rules changed drastically after the universe changed.

They now have two templates, Toril and Trassil.

Of course, there is still a difference from Toril. I don’t know how Corellon made the magic goddess take a step back.

But their levels have dropped, and the highest level of the undead is only 15, which is the price of changing their bodies.

People who don't want to change can stay in the original worlds, but basically no one stays.

Hill bowed his head and smiled, that is to say, the game version has been updated. If you want to go to a new map, you have to change the spell panel.

Although only legal professions had to be changed, in order to maintain balance, all professional skills have been changed.

But if they were all changed to professions in this world, the undead probably wouldn't be able to feel it.

Toril's careers are very diverse, and Corellon's relevant knowledge is rich enough to give them dozens or even hundreds of them.

"Sir!" Liszt suddenly interrupted his thinking, "The undead have released faction detection on the commercial street!

A few pirates in Luskan have been surrounded ~IndoMTL.com~ Didn't William tell them they can't do this in Toril? "Hill stood up in surprise.

"I asked about the artifact, and only the tavern and the road are restricted. But the place where the undead fight is the coffee shop. And, sir, you know that the mouths of those pirates are very stinky." Liszt showed a wry smile, "Sir, you have to deal with this matter. The paladins in Tire will never open their mouths to let those people go.

Being able to surround those people like this to prevent the undead from doing it is already very embarrassing for them. "

"Where's the Elven Crusaders?" Hill hurried up and put down the letter in his hand.

"They were held back by that group of angels." Liszt replied distressedly, "That Angel of Corellon is the impulsive faction who likes to get rid of evil the most.

I think it's his fault that the undead will attack. He may have sent some missions.

Otherwise, the undead wouldn't be looking for trouble on the first day. "

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