Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 741: Find the entrance to the Underdark

Hill laughed helplessly, sometimes he really doesn't use his brain... If the undead want a better blue potion, they will only go to William, why would they go to him?

It may be that I have lived in this fantasy world for too long... I even forgot that for a player in a game, when he wants something, the easiest thing is to find a planner.

The first undead priest who spoke was actually hoping to make Hill sympathize with their hard work and help them return to blue... William seems to have set up a time-limited mission with a limit of 3,000 people, and there are even time and quality constraints. Requirements, people who can't do it, will fail even if they accept the task, and give the task to others in vain.

It seems that the crystal dragon was seriously injured, even with the high-level healing ability of the undead, no matter how many there are, it is useless, and it can only be effective by using the magic circle.

Really... Hill thought helplessly... There is no need for such a tactful method at all, just shout a few words according to the old method in the past!

Then he realized belatedly: William may have assigned this mission to the undisciplined or those families who benefited less from this battle of defending the city... These people are not that familiar with him.

Hill thought for a while before saying: "Where is that dragon now?"

"The dwarves brought her to the island in no time... the East Gate has been removed," replied one of the undead.

Hill nodded, and walked outside the alchemy hall: "Then I hurry up."

He released the mist of water and the water of tranquility directly on the small square, and turned his head to tell the undead priests: "Don't let the dwarves enter the range of the water of tranquility."

"The Xue Lao dog of the Demon Cult is leading the way for the dwarves, and he has sent someone to inform Ms. Laila to come and receive the Mirabar dwarves.

When we are treating, they can go to the town hall to discuss future cooperation.

After the battle, William put the hut of the dwarves of Mirabar to the Snow Palace.

The dwarves will definitely take all the children back this time. "

Hill looked at the team that had already stepped onto the long bridge, turned around and returned to the hall: Hearing what the undead said, William will not come forward in the following matters. .

"What are your plans for the Mirabar dwarves? His Majesty William.

It's about this time, is there any problem if I come forward? "Hill couldn't understand what William was doing, why he didn't need Hill to come forward, but let Luskan stand at the front.

"Sill, have you forgotten your identity as the son of the earth of Trathil?" William said lazily, "I asked those dwarves who stayed in Aglea, when they saw you , there is always a strange feeling: as if seeing the most perfect ore in the world.

The more excellent the casting master is, the more he feels this way.

The dwarves of Mirabar must be the same... I don't know what the relationship with the dwarves will be like in the future, maybe they will become enemies, so I don't want them to become your territories in the end.

But if they see you, maybe those dwarves will kneel and submit... Tsk... Bow down for the chance to throw you into the furnace one day?

The Mirabar dwarves are not from the good camp~”

Hill looked up in surprise: "What?"

"Why did the gray dwarves and gold dwarves insist on attacking Trasil? Obviously doing so would completely offend the elf **** king... Although this guy is a bit useless, everyone knows that he can't be killed.

In the words of the dwarves, we have a lot of minerals in Trassil, and no matter what kind of ore it is, it is extremely pure and its quality is rare. What's more, the time for mineral regeneration is very short.

I have studied the messages left by the group of dwarves for a long time. They thought in their hearts that the starry sky fortress made of the planet Trassil must be stronger than the devil's Sigil City in Outland... and even allow the dwarves to have a Own endless mine.

I think you understand... how important this is to the dwarves.

And there are not one or two dwarf gods who know this.

Especially that deep lich Diylinka, he will not give up Trasil easily.

You know, even several of the abyss lords want to kill him. It is too important for him to have a starry sky fortress that can move freely and automatically regenerate resources... Not to mention, he was once close to success. One step away.

Compared with other gods, he must have the deepest plan for Trasil... How could he think highly of those Trasil natives who have been manipulated by him for tens of thousands of years? "

William smiled coldly: "Otherwise, why would I make peace with Corellon so easily...Although the elf **** king will live very well, it is uncomfortable, but compared to those who are lurking in the dark in the future Dwarves of Trassil, I can forget that bit of hatred.”

"The master of the gray dwarves, Radug and his daughter, plus the master of the dwarfs, Diylinka..." William read these names slowly, "If we can't even deal with them... In the future, no one may dare to reach out to Trasil."

Hill didn't say a word. He knew very well that the world of Trassil had been discovered by the Toril universe, so he had to show his ability.

Don't look at the fact that the gate of the world was controlled by William, no, the God of Time and Space, but it doesn't mean that the capable **** can't directly rush over according to Trasil's coordinates.

The undead represent only Trasil's middle and low-level strength... Hill and Aglaia can be regarded as high-level...but the strong will not be deterred by this, they can only show Trasil's stronger side just work.

William is absolutely confident that Hill will be on his side in this regard.

After all, they all knew that if Trasil was really destroyed, other gods might still be able to escape.

Even if that great cosmic world tree has the ability to separate the soul of this goddess from the world, for this goddess of the earth, losing her half body completely would be worse than death.

And the Earth Bear family that Hill cares about the most, it is impossible to live alone without this Earth Goddess.

So even though Hill is a mage who advocates freedom, in this regard, he will always stand in the same camp as the **** Trasil.

The safety of your own world must never be placed on luck.

William must find Diylinka and even those two gray dwarves, just to let people know that Trasil is not so easy to deal with.

Perimmons are always picked... If Trasil is very strong without relying on any forces... some troubles will naturally go around them.

At that time, the enemy will only choose a world that is easy to deal with.

Hill asked softly: "What do I need to do?"

"You are doing very well now..." William said with a smile, "especially when you killed the ancient green dragon with three punches... I think it's even seen by the gods who stayed in the Toril star world. will tremble."

Sill silently looked at the crystal, and lightly squeezed his fist to show him.

"Hehe..." William laughed awkwardly, "You know... If you have a strong legal system, Toril won't feel any surprise, after all Corellon's priesthood has magic.

But such a powerful force...you can tell at a glance that you have inherited the powerful physique of a **** from another world. "

Hill completely ignored William's nonsense...

"Okay...don't make jokes." William said slowly, "You came out to travel and study... so although you are very strong, most people will think that you are an archmage in Trasil Not the strongest among them.

That's enough, what we need is the fear of those who want to attack Trasil. "

Hill turned his head to look at the undead outside: "Your pseudo magic net is already very good!"

"The highest level is Toril's 20th level. It's completely useless." William said indifferently, "It can only scare ordinary people.

Besides, the elemental body is really useless to the gods, and it will be scattered away with a wave of hand.

In the end we have to fight ourselves. "

"How is the world of Trasil?" Hill asked in a low voice. Even though he knew that the alchemy hall was closed, he still chose to be more cautious. He has been out for so long, so the promotion of the world should be almost the same?

"The God of Time and Space may be promoted to powerful divine power in another thousand years, and I think the Goddess of Earth is similar?"

The promotion has been completed!

So the gods with medium power who have reached the peak can start accumulating power again.

The two exchanged a few more words, and they didn't say anything more. They both understood in their hearts: Trasil will be really safe after a thousand years, and after that, William doesn't need to worry about these **** things. ...The power of the attached **** and the power of one's own **** are completely different things.

"I have all the information I want. That priest is indeed a follower of the Mother of the Dwarves, and he knows their family's past very well.

The Mirabar dwarves are not only related to the gold dwarves, but also to the gray dwarves, and even the dark elves can be related. William suddenly smiled and said, "I suspect that there is an underground passage leading to the Underdark under the Spine of the World.

I think the White Dragon Queen is more likely to tell me where that place is.

So for me, these dwarves are useless, they can't know much about the details of the underground.

The task of the undead now is to find this passage. When the claws of the abyss cannot be reached, the sooner you start, the better the information you will get.

Clean the Underdark, especially the derro, before Toril returns to normal.

It is best to kill them all.

I will definitely let the undead go down with the oil painting, and let those dwarfs who are afraid of light see the real sunshine. "

He said it calmly, and he didn't feel that he was talking about a major event that would destroy the family...

Hill listened expressionlessly, and didn't feel that William's words were cruel at all: If they hadn't saved their world back then, maybe the corpses would now become food for the Dilro dwarves.

Dillo dwarves stand about 1.2 meters to 1.4 meters tall; unlike other dwarves, they are thin and light rather than burly and stout.

Male dylo dwarves always have a head of sallow hair hanging over their shoulders ~IndoMTL.com~ matted, covered in dirt and grease, with mustaches and short beards. Their eyes are gray and lifeless, with barely distinguishable pupils. Perhaps the ugliest part of the Dilro faces is their bulbous noses, which are pockmarked and swollen.

Female dylo dwarves are physically stronger and limited than males. Their hair is better protected and their noses are less blemish. The most disturbing traits of female dylo dwarves are misshapen nails and stunted hands.

Dilro dwarves are taught from childhood that it is their right to rule over all lands, underground and above. They believe that they are the result of the survival of the fittest of all races and are the masters of the world. The only thing holding them back from their rightful place is the accursed sun, a nuisance they've fought for generations.

Dillo dwarves are omnivores, eating plants and animals. Their staple food was mushrooms grown by slaves under the supervision of the foreman. Other types of plants consumed by dylo dwarves are not as abundant as fungi. Meat, on the other hand, is a rare delicacy, usually the flesh of slaves who died on fungus farms or were not thrown into the clan fire pit.

Derro dwarves prefer the flesh of humanoids, but they have no objection to eating domesticated animals, as long as they can get their hands on it.

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