Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 172: Hill trying to reach out his claws

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Hill looked around again and found that he still couldn't find it, and then he quickly and quietly opened all the defenses of the cloud ship, and moved to the magic tower of Faran.

Although the flying speed of the cloud ship is slow, its defense is not bad.

Hill, who was afraid of death, piled up the defensive magic circle to the limit.

And, even if William has gone to the camp over there, he can't give up here.

Hill looked at the six big ships standing quietly. There must be someone behind him. He had long felt that with William's habits, if there was no reason, he would never allow these ships to stop so unevenly.

Neatness should be etched in his bones.

Frank's magic tower is actually on the same level as William's king ship.

Hill took out a pen and paper, drew carefully on the paper for a while, and finally drew a flat hexagram circle.

This is the star formation. In addition to the control of the central king ship, there is also the magic tower in Farah.

The biggest skill is rebound.

I don't know if it's because of the location of the magic tower, like a star floating outside the magic circle.

So, when did Frank get this circle for William?

Is this planned?

No wonder all the boats, even those made by Adrian, have been inspected many times by Fran himself.

This is a magic circle that can move flexibly!

William's idea? The essence of positional warfare, the blockade of the front line with large firepower.

It must not only be able to use a magic circle, how could William only need to defend.

In the future, will the methods of warfare in this world change?

Hill patted his forehead lightly, impossible.

Let's not talk about how many resources are needed to form these circles.

There are several kings who can afford to have such an existence as Faran.

Although William and the God of Time and Space are very careful not to let things from other time and space enter this world.

But the attributeless spar they brought is enough to surprise the world.

Those who come from other countries, a very important task now is to buy these attributeless spar from the Salars.

Although the bulk of it was collected by William, most of the rest were collected by mages like Frank and Hill.

But the undead are used to using spar as large gold coins, and the merchants and nobles of Salar can still receive a lot.

Being able to use gold coins to earn spar is such a good thing that it could not be seen once a few years ago, and almost all the nobles of Salar participated in it.

However, although these spies also want to trade directly with the undead, they don't know why, if they say a few words, their true identities will be discovered, and they will be sent directly to the guards if they are beaten.

If any idiot really dares to resist, the undead will even cut them down.

If it weren't for the likes of Hill and Fran, who would be able to get rid of ordinary spar, the wealthy William wouldn't have to go down and dig space spar.

But this kind of war consumption that simply burns spar, William is not afraid.

Other people can't learn it no matter how much they envy it, and they can't even play when the treasury is burned.

Hill turned his attention back to the blueprint, this hidden star array, unless someone can smash it in one breath, he will only suffer a fat beating from himself.

This is the magic circle that Farran is presiding over.

Also, William also knew that the enemy might dispatch Fallen Angels, but he left without caring and went to open the realm of the gods there.

It is conceivable how much he believes in the defensive power of this circle.

Hill slowly revealed a slight smile. Given the dwarf's habitual smashing virtue, it is estimated that he would really see a lot of small stars.

Then he thought about it for a while, and parked his cloud boat in a safer place that would not affect the Flange control circle.

As far as the algorithm array is broken, this position can probably be held for one more second, enough for him to burn the spar and escape.

Standing in the study, with the **** of a crystal ball lit up in front of him, couldn't help laughing.

"Teacher?" Adrian, who was sitting while looking at the drawings, couldn't help asking.

"Hill, has recognized this magic circle and has now parked his cloud house at a safe point."

Adrian stood up and saw the silently parked cloud ship through the window.

"It would be great if Hill was a mage!" Adrian sighed sincerely, he was going crazy looking at the blueprint recently.

Fran shook his head: "Don't say these are useless. Even if you find a student who likes magic circles and alchemy of objects, do you still plan to let me teach them? You still have to memorize these circles. "

Adrian sighed.

"That guy Spencer, why are you sitting on Hill's boat?" He glanced again and found Spencer who was happily pouring himself a drink, with a table full of delicious food in front of him.

"He wants to watch the fun. Besides Hill's boat, what else is there?" Fran pinched the bridge of his nose, and just as he was about to say something, he raised his head suddenly, "Here it is!"

There was a loud bang, as if it were blown over Hill's head.

He opened his mouth slightly and looked at the **** of casting, supported by a dwarf, with a shield hanging around his neck and dragging in the air.

It's actually connected by an iron chain. Is this a sling shield?

In order to prevent the rift in time and space from swallowing his shield and never being able to find it again, he temporarily got a chain to carry it.

It can be considered a crooked hit, otherwise it should be very embarrassing if you accidentally lose your weapon.

Although it was smashed by his own shield, it was not much better.

However, how much force did he use just now?

I can't stand up, I have to be supported by the legendary dwarf behind me.

Looking at the casting **** just a little dizzy, Hill admired the dwarf's head, which was indeed as hard as the legend.

Fortunately, he used a shield to smash the camp's magical defenses, not a long sword hanging from his waist.

But Hill kept wondering, why didn't he use a hammer?

Isn't it hanging from his back?

Hill stretched out his fingers curiously, and 8 tornadoes swept out, carrying countless sand, gravel and ice.

Supporting the legendary dwarf, the **** of dwarf casting, he instantly released his hand and raised the shield behind him.

This is a shield warrior.

But he was only concerned with covering his entire body, ignoring the Foundry God who was still a little confused, and even blocked one direction with the Foundry God's body.

Hill blinked and looked at the God of Foundry, whose face was covered in sand and ice. When he woke up, he looked coldly at the dwarf legend behind him~IndoMTL.com~ before raising his shield Protect yourself.

Some of the words this Foundry God said to the Hunting Goddess may not be false, and his position in the dwarf race is somewhat wrong.

Hill knows these dwarves are evil, and it's normal to be selfish.

But Hill's tentative attack, at most, seriously injured the legend, but he didn't care that the God of Foundry would teach him when he returned.

Not one faction?

Hill increased his mana, the ice was turned into a sword, the gravel was turned into a stone spear, and the dwarves had to continue to defend.

What a chance to test out the power of your spells!

A Foundry God who came down without an artifact, so much fun!

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