Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1210: Hill’s perfect preparation

If Hill knew about these five-color dragons who were about to head to other continents of Toril, he might understand a little why AO didn't send Lala Konde back to Abel.

Perhaps, he once thought of doing this. After all, these are the children of the Nine-faced Dragon God, who caused a lot of chaos for him, and were the chief culprit who caused heavy casualties to the primordial person he once wanted to keep.

AO didn't want them to experience the good life in Toril at all.

However, when the undead are running around the continent of Faerun, and the Kingdom of Serre is huddled in its own territory and dare not take action easily, especially after a certain lord has wiped out all the things that may cause turmoil in the mainland, he can only Use these dragons to make trouble.

Otherwise what would he do?

According to the normal path of fate, the decades since Edna returned to the magic net should be the most turbulent period in Toril... Mystra, the goddess of magic, must show her strength and compassion.

However, in Toril right now, even the continent of Faerun is unbelievably peaceful!

With the existence of the undead, the low-level and large number of thieves groups that were best used in the past completely disappeared.

In Faerun Continent, not to mention metal dragons and gemstone dragons, even five-color dragons are obediently guarding their territory, without any desire to go out and rob!

Even if the neighbor next door can't even defend the city wall now.

Ao looked left and right, and only Abel, the five-color dragon who hadn't been beaten badly, could still be arrogant for a while.

As for whether Edna will use the undead as a weapon...does it need to be said? It will definitely be used!

Compared to appearing in person, the undead who are well-mannered, smiling, and looking forward to asking those voters and archmages to help with work, and who love Edna for money, are much more useful !

Compared to the previous two Mistrals who liked to use human mages as the anchors of the magic net, the current Mistral probably prefers white dragons and some magical objects, or some magical phenomena formed by the original force .

After all, if a human mage suddenly couldn't live for a long time, it must be under the influence of the magic net, and his identity as an anchor will inevitably be exposed.

But White Dragon?

They eat and drink enough, live happily, and don't encounter any danger to their lives. Isn't it reasonable for them to live for tens of thousands of years?

There is a very obvious difference between Edna and the previous two. She is closer to Mystra's mentality that all beings are equal, and she will not only focus on mortals.

But, that's for later.

Giant dragons never act decisively. By the time they dillydally set off from the continent of La Lakonde, Hill and Fran were ready to leave.

Although the time was a bit tight, Fran, who was sent by the harpist to the dwellings of all mages in Faerun who were good at making strange objects, was quite satisfied.

As for Hill, he had already fully prepared all the materials of Agraia, and made the inside of the nearby Sword Mountain Range extremely strong... Although only the fine gold wall was placed in the innermost special treasure house, but Other places have also been converted layer by layer into various solid ores of Toril by Hill.

After so many years in Toril, he has learned a lot of the world's unique ore construction methods, so Hill has no intention of taking those ordinary materials that he bought. He only took away the emerald gemstones. The part that I traded with my own hands.

He didn't keep anything in the hands of the undead.

For Hill, his main goal of coming to Toril has been achieved. There is no need to take away all the things that can be made easily... In case some gods and gods are mixed with them what?

Lin En's initial sentimentality disappeared when Hill led him through the winding quartz alloy steel tunnel full of mechanism illusions, and entered a secret vault.

"Purvi can fit it?" He couldn't help but said, "Can't you take all of them with you? Agraia's municipal warehouses are rich enough!"

"Although, I say this, you may feel a little uncomfortable...but!" In the adamantium hut that was set up with layers of isolation circles, no matter what kind of spirit body or **** incarnation could enter, Xi Er told his friends frankly, "For me, these things are all within my reach, and even... the materials I use as stepping stones are more pure than these.

What's the point of me walking around with something I'm not going to use at all? "

Lyn frowned and looked at him: "Trasil's earth gods... so strong?"

"A tree is a planet, and the goddess of the earth is the planet itself." Hill thought for a while, and said as tactfully as possible, "In a normal world, the earth **** is the strongest."

Lin En smiled helplessly: "I will find a suitable opportunity to go to Trasil to have a look."

Then he couldn't help but take a look outside: "Don't you leave some for Master Fran?"

"Grandfather has more materials than I do. He let me read them. It's useless for me to have more and better materials. As long as he has them, he will never want me.

If there is a need, my grandfather will not be polite to me, but usually, he is absolutely unwilling to take things from me. "Hill smiled, "Besides, there are some materials from the abyss and hell, I can't keep them around.

I never wrong myself, let alone force myself to adapt just because something is better. "

Lin En patted him on the shoulder: "I can understand this, any elf can understand it."

Hill told him earnestly: "The floating castle is just a life-saving tool I left on the surface for you. If there is any fatal crisis, it is better to hide here."

Lin En raised his eyebrows: "If Aglaia wants to have an accident, it must be that Toril has reached the end of the world, right?

There are undead and Shar..."

"Are you joking? Lynn." Hill couldn't help turning his head, "How long have I only been in Toril! Twice!

Are you trying to tell me that this kind of thing won't happen to Toril in the future?

Edna dare not say that! "

The corner of Lynn's mouth twitched, and he smiled stiffly: "What's the difference between Toril's end of the world and a joke?

Ordinary people can survive a few as long as they hide well! "

"So, I want to leave you a place, which I think is the safest place!" Hill pointed to the adamantine hut and said, "The walls outside are directly connected to the Toril leylines!

In other words, if the Sword Mountain Range ever collapsed, Toril would probably be in disarray already!

When the time comes, just bring someone you trust to come here directly.

This hut has too many magic circles, so I can only expand it to the current level, but it will be no problem to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

At that time, the space magic circle on the outer wall of pure gold will send this hut directly to outer space. You see, this is the hub. I put Martha's core here. At that time, she will control The cabin becomes an interstellar fortress.

You don't need to figure out any other functions, Martha knows it all, just remember to avoid it in time.

Of course, if it's just the so-called doomsday of the magic plague, Aglaia's mythos should be able to hold it. "

Lin En said weakly: "I see. Although I don't know where you have such a sense of crisis, I really feel that I can live to the end of the world and watch the gods change!"

"Isn't that good?" Hill said calmly, "At least when I'm not in Toril, I don't have to worry about your safety."

"What's that?" Lynn asked, pointing to a seal sealed in a glass-steel cabinet. "You throw the sub-artifact on the table casually, this seal?"

"Edna's." Hill said without blinking.

"What?" Lin En suddenly turned to look at him, "Why are you here?"

"The old sanda king, came here to ask me to find a safe enough place to put it." Hill lowered his brows and eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "They are undead, and they have no idea how long they can stay in this world No number.

She loves Edna, but doesn't trust herself.

But she was unwilling to go against Edna's wishes.

So... She told Edna that she trusted me, an old friend, more than William, who was in love with Shar.

William can monitor their undead space equipment at any time, and the old Sanda king thinks it's not safe.

Edna split the seal into two and condensed it

The more part of her soul is handed over to me for safekeeping.

In the future, if Toril really falls from the gods, and the avatar she left behind in the hidden town fails to survive, then she can only come to work for you. "

The corners of Lynn's mouth were about to twitch: "If it really gets to that point, I will definitely take them to Trasil!

So, that female pastor, in front of William... so? "

"I'm sorry for William, but you're right, aren't you?" Hill rolled his eyes lightly, "Edna, you won't and dare not lose your vigilance when it comes to Shar.

Daughter of the Night ~IndoMTL.com~ If you really don't want to abide by those agreements, it's easier than anyone else to tear them up. "

Lin En couldn't deny what Hill said, let alone deny it, and he agreed with Edna's vigilance.

From the very beginning, he had no hope that this cross-world love story could last forever.

Even if Trasil's William can be single-minded and unchanging for a long time, it's hard to say whether Shar can do it.

In this world of Toril, everything is normal...except good people and good deeds.

However, this kind of possible trouble never lingered in Lynn's mind. He suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Hill, you haven't paid attention to outside things recently, and you probably don't know , Recently, many forces want to go to the continent exchanged from Abel.

The Xueluo Island Alliance believes that Toril's focus in the next century should be there.

But those few are not interested in developing believers outside Faerun... Shar may have, but she is sure to play by herself. "

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