Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 149: The beginning of the war with frequent trump cards

Hill silently replied to the keen little girl in her heart: "Of course, because elves and dwarves know how to suppress evil breaths."

Human hatred and resentment are the most likely to attract the eyes of demons.

But these slaves who have been squeezed to the point of numbness don't even have any resentment.

The Hill has heard that the Canterlot does not buy slaves from the human kingdom.

They only buy slave children sold by the Hundred Cities Alliance.

These children who are already docile enough to be tortured like this will hardly raise a heart of resistance.

Even if there are people who want to escape, in a city full of flowers and trees, people with elf blood can easily find escaped slaves.

Through the screen, Hill can't see the evil light.

But Hill believes that the city is probably a quagmire.

William looked down at Canterlot below.

After the defensive shield was shattered, he realized something was wrong.

Wait until he saw what the undead found, William, did not suppress the power that spread wildly in his anger.

He frowned. There was only one place where there was something he couldn't understand.

So William directly twisted the lord's mansion in the center of the city into powder, and the ground there was also pressed down by a powerful force, and then a magic circle suddenly emerged.

William looked up at the starry sky. The God of Time and Space did not intend to stop his actions, so there should be no problem.

He increased his strength and quickly broke the magic circle.

The entire central city was instantly filled with black smoke.

It turns out that this city didn't slip into the evil camp, it was because of the evil they did that they were suppressed by that magic circle!

Miller let out an 'ahh' in surprise.

Carl showed a sneer: "Is that friend of yours really neutral?"

William ignored the intrigue between the two legends, and just said quietly: "He who carries sins, not a single one!"

After the undead gathered all the slaves who had no problem in the central square, they began to kill each house from the inside out.

The outermost circle of the central city is also full of undead knights, and no one can escape.

It was a horrific killing, but no one on board was moved.

"People from other cities, probably running," said Spencer, standing below.

"Dionisio will not take these people." William smiled, "Other countries, those who dare to take in, think they are too safe, and want to see how many people there are in the undead?"

The nobles silently signaled to each other that William was going to issue a hunting order.

If there is any country that dares to risk William's wrath to accept these people from the Hundred Cities Alliance, it depends on whether the money they receive is enough to buy their own lives.

Hill also heard William's words, a tone of deep disgust that surprised him.

The undead downstairs quickly cleared up his confusion.

They are discussing what kind of magic circle can suppress such a terrifying evil atmosphere. Now the central city is almost filled with a heavy black haze.

That evil aura is not something everyone can see.

Of course the undead are fine, their elemental bodies are very sensitive to evil.

So when Hill discovered the existence of the Sun God, he judged that the undead must be involved.

Only his divine power will always carry the power to fight evil.

The undead on the giant screen searched everywhere in the bright and beautiful central city, broke into the door, and killed directly.

Amid the cries of the city, the undead look like villains.

However, the curses of the undead people downstairs in Hill made it known that there is not a single innocent person in these families.

Hill can only secretly rejoice that, in the eyes of the undead, these crying people are the appearance of their souls.

A demon figure filled with black smoke.

So even a child, the undead, did not hesitate to use it.

In the eyes of the undead, these are just ugly little devils.

However, this magic circle relieved some of Hill's doubts.

Dwarf gods, why can they always squat in a neutral position in the starry sky.

Evidently, the dwarves hunted and killed many monsters in this world, not only legends, but also demigods who died at their hands.

The dwarf casting **** and his gods who directly participated in the hunt for the **** of nature, they slipped into evil to such an extent that even the magic circle could not suppress it?

However, in a central city with few dwarves, there are so many dead middle-level monsters, and the sins of the entire dwarf tribe are indeed enough to make them fall into the abyss.

What Hill suspects now is that the magic circle actually came from the abyss.

Only those who wish to hide themselves on the main plane from the abyss will be so proficient at suppressing evil.

Then it's perfectly normal to have no Abyss Gate here.

The evil atmosphere of this city is probably enough to support a demon equivalent to a demigod or dozens of legendary demons.

Hill raised his head and glanced at the majestic William standing in the sky in the giant screen, and felt that he should have a good idea.

Sure enough, William is already directing the undead to open up the entire city's underground areas.

Hill leaned back in his chair and looked at the cave slowly emerging from below.

My heart is full of hatred, it's too cheap for these people to die like this!

Unfortunately, William can never be as vicious as the evil camp.

The demons have long since withdrawn, leaving only a terrifying pool of blood and bones piled high on the ground.

William, with a livid face, orders the slaves to be evacuated outside Canterlot.

He sent Miller to an alchemy hut.

Hill recognized at a glance that this was a room specially designed by Flange for the army, which, when enlarged, could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

William probably wanted the slaves to live on the vacant ship, but the presence of the demon changed his mind.

Hill saw that Miller had also brought in a painting.

If there are real hidden demons among the slaves, they probably won't be able to hide them for long.

The undead were quick to take care of Canterlot's inhabitants.

After all, there are no more than 100 people who can maintain a neutral camp here.

And it can be seen that most of them are of elven blood.

These people were roughly pushed into the alchemy hut, in the same room as the slave they despised.

These people will probably be free only if they pass the oil painting test.

William began to assign the undead to set off in different directions, asking them to smash all the lord's palaces in each city and dig more than 100 meters into the ground.

Hill soon knew why William himself had not moved. The next afternoon, the people sent by William built a time-space church.

The teleportation array is officially opened.

The undead are almost swarming.

Even those in Hill's territory ran away.

Hill suddenly felt that it was fine to be quiet.

Sitting on it these days, listening to their chatter, his head hurts a little.

Why are only a few people able to make such a fuss.

Hill is really incomprehensible, how can someone say three days and three nights in a row.

He leaned on his head and let out a sigh of relief.

The next few days.

The undead that set off in large numbers made the land fall at the fastest speed.

Hill waited for a long time, and the elves and dwarves did not move.

Why did the elves and dwarves just watch William command the undead and conquer all the cities of the Hundred Cities Alliance?

Hill was deeply puzzled.

Until William's determined day to summon the undead.

Hill clenched his hands quietly when he saw William, who had opened the call of plastic surgery when the sun and the moon were shining.

William raised his hand, but there was an endless roar among the stars.

The shot is the dwarven pantheon.

Fire, meteorites and various weapons rushed directly to the long river of time and space.

Compared to the original elf pantheon, the dwarves are more united, and they are all out.

In front of William, the dwarf casting **** and his **** of the gods also appeared.

The giant shield artifact floated around him, and the long sword in William's hand transformed into countless branches, rushing directly to the two dwarf gods.

Hill looked up at the war in the starry sky, and the long river of time and space intercepted all the attacks calmly.

The silver moonlight flickered, and the silver moon goddess followed the wolf god. He waved the silver ring on his hand, but was blocked by the elf **** king a moment ago.

"Has the elves colluded with the abyss?" Yinyue said with a sneer~IndoMTL.com~ That abyss goddess hates you so much, but still accepts you? What did you give? "

"That's the business of the dwarves!" The Elf God King replied sternly, "I'm just here to avenge the kingdom of God!"

Silver Moon laughed disdainfully, and the wolf **** howled in the direction of the moon.

"Waiting for your wolf sons and grandchildren to die! How dare you attack the forest of elves!" said the **** king gnashing his teeth.

"Naturally I won't help the enemy." Yinyue laughed, "Without the help of the forest, let's see how long your elves can last!"

"It's just a legend, what can I do?" said the God King dismissively.

"Then watch it!" The silver moon ring flicked and attacked the elf **** king directly, "If you come, don't leave!"

Hill looked at the stalemate in the starry sky. It was obvious that the space-time **** system could still support it. After all, the sun had not yet said a word.

He looked at William intently.

Although facing two Fallen Angels, William has more than enough to deal with.

Even the long-sword phantom that fills the sky often plays with the swordsmanship once.

Is this secretly playing Wanjian Jue?

Hill couldn't help but murmur.

Then he widened his eyes suddenly, someone sneaked up from behind!

How is that possible? It is impossible for the legend to have that ability to enter the range of William's defense!

Fortunately, William seems to have been prepared, and the giant shield fluttered to block the long sword of the sneak attack.

"Have you completely abandoned your identity as a human deity?" William said with a sneer, "He actually sacrificed all his followers with blood!"

Hill sees slowly emerging humanoids.

He already looks like a complete evil god. Even though he holds a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, it looks like a muddy mess.

The original **** of human casting and craftsman, who rushed towards William without a word, was finally stopped by a slowly emerging figure.