Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1020: Talos’ calculation that ended without a disease
Hill was a little dazed.
He can feel that these things are a bit special... As for those suspicious things, he will not be fooled.
Not because of luck, but because of the confidence of the master alchemist!
If Hill even made a mistake in this judgment, it is estimated that Fran, who was studying Toril's magic circle at Pulvi, would rush down and hit him on the head recklessly!
Hill looked up at the clouds with a hint of fear...Purvi was still wandering above the white clouds.
Called out a water polo with purification power, washed his hands carefully, and Hill began to unpack bit by bit.
This kind of strange shadow power... Hill raised his head and glanced at Shar, and silently plucked a silver-blue moonlight flower from the sky.
Selûne has exploded with him too many times, and the moonlight flower with her supernatural power almost becomes the background special effect of the roof garden.
"The silver moon goddess in Hill's world has pure power! Only a pure moon incarnation, no moon lord with any other priesthood can do it, so easily integrated with the power of the moon in other worlds! Seeing Liexin, Selûne half sat up happily, "Hill, who has her sincere blessing, can touch my power manifestation at will! That moon fire...can Hill also catch it?"
She swiftly summoned a brilliant silver-blue flame and sent it to Hill: "Does Hill need my power? The moonfire is much stronger than the moonlight flower! I will give you one to play with."
Shaer sneered, and a dark flame emerged, sealed in the dark crystal by her, and floated to Hill's side: "I see, those piles of things also need the power of darkness to corrode, right?
A child of nature like you may not be able to do it, so let me borrow it from you.
Don't bring out the floating castle from Selûne's moonfire, too much trouble. "
Selune first roared angrily: "Sar! What do you mean!"
It was only then that I understood in my younger sister's even more angry eyes: "Ah! I forgot.
Then... Hill, you'd better only play Moonfire and Darkfire in this castle.
The castle... When you leave, you shouldn't take it with you, right? "
"No." Hill narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "This is the way I left Martha.
During this time, in addition to managing Aglaia, she also had to take care of Luskan and Hidden Town. Tarling in those two places was regarded as a subordinate, and a large number of affairs were sent to Martha for inspection every day.
Although she is very busy, Martha finds it very interesting, and cooperating with Lynn makes her very happy, so she wants to stay in Toril as a full-time administrator.
But... Things have changed too much on Toril's side.
Even if I defend properly, I'm still afraid of... the inexplicable reorganization of the world, isn't it?
So, before leaving, I will sort out the floating castle and use it as a body for Martha.
Having the absolute control over Mysuo, even if something happens to Aglaia one day, it can give her and Lynn a real way out. "
This is the first time that Hill has clearly told Shar and Selûne his vision for the future...mainly looking at the strange items on the ground, he feels that he still needs to explain his thoughts clearly.
This time, Hill sincerely felt that he needed natural guidance and help... It's a bit scary!
He couldn't help but look up at the sky again... Ao must look at him through the window now, right?
Hill now feels that even if he publicly stated that he must leave, Ao may not have any regrets anymore, and he will not feel that it is a good thing to keep him, the lucky son of nature.
How many years of carefully planned calculations and so many years of thoughtful prophecies have been hidden in Icewind Dale, did he let him do it all at once?
With him around, it is estimated that many incidents will be over before they even started.
After all, Toril...basically every path of destiny, no matter how big or small, is caused by some powerful artifact, strange creature, or weird existence.
With Hill around, at least those artifacts... elves like Vera lost their meaning of existence.
Either press the warehouse, or change the attributes.
For example, the current Goddess of Magic, ao is not thinking about the issue that this lady must stick to the good camp, and he has to be thankful for not being abducted into chaos!
A Selûne is a headache-inducing little padded jacket, although it leaks wind and rain, it can be tolerated anyway.
Another goddess of magic who has a good conversation with Selûne, is happy to get along with, and is full of heart... Hill absolutely doesn't believe that such Edna will be assassinated so easily!
One can be both painful and happy, so the two must be more painful than happy, right?
Tsk, it's better to have a few more new gods like Edna, let's see if Ao still has the guts to plot against him!
Wait, Edna?
Hill's eyes lit up, and he asked softly: "Dear Ms. Shar, Edna's destiny path, is there any place... that I can't go to?"
Share on the veil looked at Hill fixedly: "A thing that knows how to conceal itself like the Nether scroll, at worst it has to be a sub-artifact, are you willing?"
Hill waved his hand, and the crystal flower ring sparkled: "I prefer things made by myself."
Shaer smiled slightly: "Wait a minute, I have to ask the old man if there is anything he wants to use in the future but you brought it out together.
As the top of the world back then, Icewind Dale actually has many secrets... especially the Great Glacier, which is related to the giant **** system in the past.
The high mountain in Icewind Valley is also somewhat related to the elf pantheon... especially the winged elf god, who has never been able to escape the control of fate because he has meddled too much of Toril's business.
Hmph~ Guess how many key things you took away?
I think the old man's eyes are going to pop out of his sockets now! "
Then she smiled strangely again: "If there is really something good that he plans to use for fishing, you just have to be willing to throw it out again.
Even if you want to take a color-resistant energy core with you, it's okay, let alone just read the color-resistant scroll.
Even the crumbled set is fine, Mystra has a backup.
That's right~ Wishes come true, don't you, Little Hill? "
Hill looked down, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but he picked up a gray-black metal picture frame that looked dusty with a very honest hand.
After burning it with the beautiful silver-blue moon fire, the gray-black color immediately turned into dark gold.
Then Hill placed the dark crystal on the metal frame again... The golden color immediately appeared in front of everyone.
Small pieces of gold as thin as cicada's wings slowly spread out from curling together, and Hill counted them, exactly fifty pieces.
"Looks like..." Selûne laughed "haha", "You've already sensed which one is... the Scroll of Nether?"
"Other things, even though they have been refined many times, still have a little bit of natural breath." Hill replied lightly, "Only this, there is no breath of my own, just a little The smell of mana seems to be something like a magic portrait that was placed before.
Normally, it is indeed difficult to attract attention, but once someone has determined the approximate range, it is actually very easy to find. "
"It's not...that anyone can distinguish such a faint breath." Lansander slowly walked over, Doudou stared at it for a while, and then sighed, "At least...I...what I feel nothing."
Share came back soon, and she said with a smile: "Sill, the old man said, don't worry about other things. It's a trick played by other gods. You can use it for Edna to play with. It is also a good thing.
But that black feather picture frame, and that twig with a slender leaf, please find a way to throw it back to Icewind Dale. "
He glanced at the two things.
The so-called feather frame, the rough style looks like a giant, but Hill can be sure that this thing must be related to the winged elves.
And the branch with the so-called slender leaves... looks related to nature, but in fact it looks like the necklace pendant that giants like to wear.
Hill couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth... ao How many problems left over from history are he going to solve in 100 years?
Share's expression was full of doubts: "Sill, ao let me ask you, did you burn a lot of branches?"
Hill was shocked: "But there can be no problem! Except that the smell is better, especially like golden apples.
But wasn't that where the elves used to be?
Golden apples were not precious things before the Nether era!
Besides, there's no way I'd misidentify a branch! That's all handpicked by me! "
Shaer tilted his head, and said slowly: "The branch! It's true. That is, it was the tree that Aurul, in the time of the great goblin, once planted for his lover who liked to eat apples .
Others can't recognize it, but Aurel, who has cultivated it carefully and spent a long time with that tree, can definitely recognize it.
Ao said... If Aurul finds that tree, she will probably suddenly go crazy from the current avoidance state... Every time she makes a big deal, it is because of recalling those unlucky pasts.
But now... that tree has completely turned to ashes in your roast duck oven.
You should be able to guess by now, Talos, what are you waiting for now?
Crazy Aurul, can you break through Aglea's blockade and connect with him in Waterdeep City?
In that case... the Winter Maiden will return to the camp of ragers~IndoMTL.com~ Do you have any comments on this? "Hill asked aggrievedly.
He doesn't even know now, is it the girl in winter who is lucky!
All the calculations were swallowed up by Aglaia who was lying in the middle!
"The old man doesn't care about Aurul, if it weren't for winter, there must be... It doesn't matter without him.
A guy like Winter Girl, who is so bad that she can never end bad, and who can never get better after being good, is simply tasteless! Selûne couldn't help complaining, "If she dares to do all kinds of bad things, or if she is as shameless as Amberley, it will be easier to solve."
Didn't you see that Toril doesn't take her with her for anything?
That's big trouble! "
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