Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 584: The pre-announced demise of Zhentil Castle

After finishing his work, Corellon went back to the alchemy hall for entertainment. Hill really changed his mind about this old ancestor.

When Hill built the monument, he probably heard the discussion of the undead and knew what Hill wanted to do, but he didn't want to interfere at all.

Not to mention that the cemeteries of the elves are all in the forest, and a tree must be planted. Over the years, they have long been integrated with the big tree, and it is impossible for them to appear among these undead.

Corillon did this only to help Hill.

The paladins of Tire also led their horses and left the cemetery. They rode their horses again after walking a long distance. They walked back to the temple from outside the city with resolute expressions. They probably planned to pack up and respond to the call of their main god. , went all out to fight.

The undead, who had been watching outside for a long time, began to wave at Hill. They were stopped by Corellon just now. Now I just want to know if they can come in and see.

Although I know this is a cemetery, isn't there a monument square next to it! They'd love to see Corellon's carvings!

Hearing the chaotic questioning, Hill hurriedly waved his hands to signal them to be quiet, and then said: "You can come in as you like here in the square, but don't visit the two cemeteries over there.

Unless you are followers of Silvermoon or God of Justice on Toril's side, you will be burned or struck by lightning if you enter there.

Please respect the majesty of the gods, everyone, and save some face for yourself! "

The undead looked at each other, of course they had Silver Moon believers, but they all believed in the one from Trasil.

Toril, not to mention that there is no room for conversion, even if there is, most people feel that they cannot bear it even if they are undead.

Not to mention Tyr, although the **** name is different from William, but the priesthood has many similarities, the God of Time and Space will not give anyone a chance to hurt William.

When the undead changed their forms and occupations, these two were not in the selection range.

Although the undead agreed honestly in front of Hill, Hill didn't believe that they would really be obedient.

So on the way back to the floating castle, even though he heard lightning, thunder, and burning screams behind him, he didn't look back.

Self-inflicted is not worth saving.

Lin En has already begun to direct those civilians who have taken refuge back to their homes in Aglaia City, and that house really belongs to them.

The residents here seem to have no real poor people. After Hill allowed them to use things to offset money, basically every family bought a house of their own.

Moreover, some wealthy families simply bought a set for their children.

Throughout the ages, no matter which world, the hearts of parents are similar.

However, Hill didn't understand why these Tire believers were willing to settle with him forever. It was impossible for the Silver Shield Knights to stay in Aglaia all the time.

These branches of the Justice Knights may be transferred to the main battlefield to fight against demons at any time.

Sil Fei watched for a while in mid-air.

The townspeople who were moving below quickly found their city lord, and saluted him according to their identities, and some even half-kneeled on the ground.

From their non-stop singing, Hill could hear that Lynn had notified these people, and he promised to completely change the original large residential area into a refuge.

No matter what happens in the future, city officials can direct civilians to shelters without Hill's permission!

"Don't thank me." Hill said lightly, "Thank you, the mayor who is dedicated and caring for the people! This is his proposal."

The townspeople hesitated for a second, and added praise to Lynn who assisted him in their praise of Hill.

Lin En listened without changing his face, and when he turned around, he gave Hill a look of "Look at it".

He told Hill a long time ago not to try to elevate his status. The Toril people will always know who they are eating bread from, and they will never mistake who is protecting them.

I will admit my mistake, and I will never live to move into the city of Aglea.

Hill has never paid much attention to these things. The residents of Aglea City, except for the families of the Paladins of Tire, do not have any real weak people, including the elderly and children.

What they can't resist is not the wild beasts and a few undead outside, but the terrible disaster.

Disasters in the world of Toril often mean the destruction of one or even several cities.

Including gods, no matter good or evil, the time to appear together is not a good thing.

Only the city lord is strong enough to keep the city and its residents in such continuous disasters.

Hill probably can't understand at all, how many people are crazy about moving to Aglaia now, and how grateful those who have already moved are for their wise decision.

In Toril Continent, when it comes to the strength of the city lords, there are indeed some existences who can be compared with Hill, but such people do not mean that they will be good to the city residents.

People are willing to endure that kind of life because in the eyes of most people, living is the most important thing.

The eyelids of the strong will not look down.

Hill felt that he was indifferent, but he could see the inferior people in the eyes of those strong.

In Toril, this is enough. People don't need the city lord to smile and treat others politely. As long as they treat ordinary people as human beings, it is a rare miracle.

The last person to do this was Alustriel.

However, the shackles on Alastriol are too heavy, and Silvermoon City does not completely belong to her.

Many people don't understand why Alaszhuo wants to give up the position of the Lord of Silvermoon to become a supreme lady of the Silvermoon Alliance who is basically impossible to succeed. The goddess of magic no longer trusted her as much as her predecessor, and she obeyed her advice.

She needs more allies to protect her city of Silvermoon.

And Hill just needs to stand here by himself.

Whether it is the allies at the **** level or the terrifying number of "Trasil elves" below, they all determine the unshakable status of Aglaia City in the future.

Moreover, the most commendable thing about Hill is that he respects the dead.

Hill is probably the only legendary master in this world who is willing to leave a memorial of existence for these unlucky civilians who died innocently and tragically, and doesn't even care whether they have faith or not.

Lynn never knew why Hill had such a gentle personality before. At first glance, he looked like a proud son of heaven, with a noble background and extraordinary talent.

However, from the 'Trasil Elf', one can see that no matter how out-of-the-ordinary their personalities are, their starting point in doing things is not too extreme, and they will always see the beauty of the scenery and the cuteness of the animals.

Sill, who didn't understand this at all, faced the piles of singing from below, and could only choose to nod his face indifferently, let them do their own things, and went straight back to his floating castle.

Liszt greeted him in a hurry: "A letter from the Harper Building. The Silver Moon Goddess blew up Sanlin Tower's fortress on the Ainuooke Desert."

"Why there? Is there any special place there?" Hill stood on the terrace, walking a few steps a little uneasy.

"The bathroom is ready, sir." Liszt hurriedly told Hill, who was feeling uncomfortable, that he knew exactly how Hill would feel.

In Hill's common sense, if you have touched a dead person or visited a grave, you should take a bath after returning home.

It's like taking a bath on Qingming day.

Although he had used the cleaning spell on himself, Hill still felt uncomfortable everywhere and rushed to the bathroom immediately.

It wasn't until he was soaking in the warm water that Liszt talked about why Su Lun attacked there: "That fortress actually existed to protect a mine named Tessama there.

The Tethyama mine is very important to the Zhentarim. Not only can it dig coal mines in the desert, but it can also mine the mithril mines in the nearby Mokou Mountains.

One of their sources of income.

But more importantly, the guard that the Zhentarim stayed in the Mithril Mine was Felin Mokui. "

Hill suddenly raised his head, and opposite to the Mokou Mountain Range is the Scimitar Peak Mountain Range next to the Shadow Lake, which is where the City of Shadows appeared after leaving the Shadow Realm.

"The people of Shadow City..."

"The Prince of Shade City, who failed to compete for the Nether scroll, has dragged the remnants of the floating city back to the Shadow Lake and started building the city on the Scimitar Peak.

When Su Lun blew up the fortress last night, he also blew up the mine. Those condescending ghost princes couldn't have missed the Felin Mokui jumping out of the moonfire.

The harpist made a special emphasis. Under the moonlight, the appearance of those demons was particularly obvious. "

Hill thought a little indifferently, this is really hitting a snake and hitting seven inches!

Actually, Su Lun should be the one with the best news about Toril, and she is also very willing to wander around.

Unless the body is always covered with darkness ~IndoMTL.com~, some secrets cannot be hidden from the Lord of Moonlight.

Offended by one of the world's most terrifying goddesses, the Zhentarim's existence is counting down.

Sill vaguely remembered that the real time of Zhentarim's destruction should be after Mystra fell for the first time. Of course, it was also exposed to the eyes of the world.

The people who are still alive in the City of Shadows are all powerful arcanists. When it was ejected by the earth's crust, it really came face to face with this group of ghost princes who watched the excitement.

As a result, the City of Shadows lost a prince and completely destroyed the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep behind them.

As a result, it was about to collapse ten years in advance!

Hill patted the surface of the water, and said happily: "Go tell Lynn and see if we can increase the size. Anyway, neither side is a good thing."

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