Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 38:

Adrian ran to the protective screen, imitating the undead, and stood in a few poses.

A few players giggled and helped him take good pictures, and even printed out a few copies of the pictures with transcription and gave them to Adrian.

Adrian smiled, looked at the photo with satisfaction for a while, and put it in the ring with satisfaction.

Flan, who is looking at him here, has an increasingly chilling aura.

Hill watched tremblingly, not daring to say a word, he really wanted to run.

Fortunately, Liszt appeared in time, breaking the stagnant atmosphere in the room.

"Mr. Xue Yunfeng, I took someone with me." Liszt seemed to have noticed something wrong, and said with a very serious expression, "When the news came back, they were divided into two groups. Some young and lively people followed. The older female mage went to Prince Charles.

Another part of the coquettish and **** ones followed the man to Duke Ramsden's side. "

Only then did Hill react in a trance, Edward was dead, and Ramsden was not a prince, so he could only use his title to match him.

Fortunately, when Edward succeeded to the throne, in order to appease Helen's rioting son, he first gave him the position of a duke, otherwise Ramsden, who was still wandering, would not even have a title.

Hill turned his head to look at Flange, whose attention had already turned.

"Charles, this has always been my favorite." Fran nodded, "Ramsden doesn't know, but he has always had a good relationship with the Noble Temple, and there must be everyone there who knows what he likes."

"Then why do you want to come to me and transfer?" Hill was a little puzzled.

"Of course it's because if I hook you up, it's more useful than the two combined!" Fran sighed helplessly, "Hill, your status as a natural warlock is very attractive to the temple. .”

"Why? Natural consciousness favors me, and outsiders can't see it?"

"Even if you can't see it, as a human natural warlock, you must be favored by nature to advance so easily." Farran shook his head, "That is to say, there are undead standing in front of you, and other temples have to look at it. The face of His Majesty the King, otherwise you would have been crowded with all kinds of visitors.”

"Legends will come forward." Fran said solemnly, "People who are loved by natural consciousness will also be somewhat biased in the world consciousness."

Hill couldn't help but think of William the Son of Luck.

"Of course, there is His Majesty the King now." Fran also thought of it, "You may not get much preference. But at least, being lucky enough to be with you is already enviable."

It seems that the entanglement and collusion of time and space gods and world consciousness is already the default of everyone.

"What do they want the nature warlocks to do?" Hill asked, changing the subject.

"For the gods, especially those who believe in the gods. Success is a believer, and a failure is also a believer." Fran sneered, "Only nature is eternal, with the believers of natural magicians, almost It is to have an anchor in nature.”

Hill tilted his head slightly: "I believe in a god, is that still a natural warlock?"

"Naturally, if you love someone, unless you are hurt, you won't change easily." Fran sighed, "This is the word from the elves. It seems that the temple has also confirmed this news."

"Also, they don't need you to be very religious!" Fran said slowly, "As long as you are willing to recite the name of God every day, it is very meaningful to them. Unfortunately, only from the heart The chanting is only useful, otherwise the elves will be captured."

Hill bowed his head: "So you found a woman to seduce me?"

"You grew up with the education of a mage, and you are an alchemist with a lot of money in your hands." Fran sneered, "What good can you do to let you give up your free mage life and choose to enter the temple and be bound?

Only your children have hope.

If you really like a woman, there will soon be countless similar women coming to you, enough for you to see vomiting. "

Hill silently bowed his head: His pure love had completely flown away.

Even if there is a girl who is particularly interested in him, after a thorough investigation of the background behind him, what is the meaning of love?

"Is Adrian really crazy?" Fran looked at the giant screen and squeezed a sentence out of his teeth.

Hill looked up sharply and saw Adrian flying to the heights of the shield, placing one hand where the octopus claws were hitting.

He seems to be learning from the player and wants to take a picture of high fives with the octopus.

Hill looked at Adrian, who was laughing wildly on the screen, and turned his head silently, ignoring Frank's livid face. Although it was easy for him to radiate during the wizarding period, Adrian was also a little too much. .

The Miller legends are watching behind him.

"The shield, the light is a little weaker." Fran said solemnly, "Liszt, contact the undead to contact Adrian, tell him to hide and stop playing!"

Hill quietly listened to Fran's aggravated tone, and watched Liszt appear instantly: "I have already found the people who are in the world of Wenjian, and they have contacted Honey Peach Heart."

Adrian on the giant screen has been called down, his face changed greatly, he pointed at the honey sweetheart who had been filming, and said, "You can also spread to the Hill Territory?"

Honey Peach Heart pulled the stiff Adrian and quickly hid back to the hiding place just now, before saying slowly: "Sweet Heart's live broadcast room is very famous! If Mr. Hill likes watching live broadcasts, should see it."

"The huge screen at Hill is managed by the deputy mayor of the undead." Adrian said slowly.

"That's definitely fine," said Honey Sweetheart confidently, "I'm very welcome!"

Adrian looked at the footage that was still being filmed, and pointed up dumbly: "It's not that the protective cover can't hold up anymore, let's shoot there!"

Then he retreated into the corner and said nothing.

Hill heard a sneer from Farland.

After a few more minutes, Hill could see that the light emitting from the shield was starting to fade without having to say anything from Flange.

The Octopus Demigod seemed to feel it too. Its original mechanical smashing action suddenly became violent again.

Just when the shield began to tremble and seemed to be about to shatter, Legend Miller cleared his throat: "Ah, I almost fell asleep. Hensley, put on the spar given by His Majesty the King, this is mine. , it's not too banned."

As soon as the voice fell, the light was shining, and the color of the protective cover changed from transparent silver to transparent gold.

The tentacles held high by the Octopus Demigod stood blankly in the air for a long time.

In the end, he didn't give up, and all 4 claws came out, playing a crazy rhapsody.

However, compared to the original one that might still be shaking, the almost motionless shield seemed to hurt his paw.

The eight-claw demigod, who silently put down his claws, suddenly jumped up, and his eight tentacles hugged the protective shield and began to shake wildly.

Almost all of the undead squatting and playing on the deck turned into rolling gourds.

It was only after seeing Adrian who was slightly floating in the air, the mage flew with him.

Unfortunately, as a result of their inability to fly high, they were hugged by the embarrassed fellow knights and swordsmen, and fell together.

The screams and curses of the undead sounded everywhere, and the belief in sharing weal and woe made no one stand in the sky except Adrian and the knight puppet holding a shield to protect him.

Hill looked at the violently shaking camera, and stood on the upper floor of the narrow space. Adrian, who was stunned, was slightly relieved.

"Behind Uncle Adrian, is there a legendary puppet?" Hill asked knowingly, "There's nothing to be careful about."

Fran gave Hill a sidelong glance: "Don't speak for him, this time, he should go back to the magic tower to practice well."

It's just the confinement, Hill is a little bit relieved, anyway, when Adrian comes back, he has so many resources at hand, he will definitely study new medicines, it doesn't make any difference, at most, it will take a longer time, that is also Adrian ask for it.

Hill watched the screen shake for 2 hours before he finally stopped slowly.

Although the undead were lying on the ground and wailing in desolation, the mages were also cursing their comrades loudly.

But as the perpetrator, Octopus Demigod seems to be even more saddened. He pushed the boat hard and sank to the bottom of the sea.

The tenacious photographer, even if he couldn't get up, held up the camera high, and the waterline that left quickly seemed to be the tears left by the demigod.

"Miller, you're not someone who can do such a thing!" Fran watched quietly for a long time before muttering softly.

Looking at Hill's curious eyes, he said: "His student, Hensley, was really brought out by him, and he was very similar."

So this kind of operation of running around in a half-spirited way is more like William, right?

Hill understands what Farang is saying.

"There are a lot of undead," Hill said slowly, "and there are also a lot of time warlocks.

Whether it is commanded through the tablet, or directly passed through the gate of time and space, it is possible. "

Fran shook his head: "It looks like you don't need to pay attention anymore. Just wait until Adrian comes back. Unless that person is really shameless and shoots himself."

"It would be great if that one really shot." Hill thinks this is the best way. "There are so many time and space warlocks, and the door can be opened at any time to let His Majesty the King with the artifact pass by."

"So not." Fran showed a contemptuous smile, "He still intends to regain his faith! How could he take such a big risk."

Although the demigods are gone, the screen is still very lively.

The undead have already ganged up.

It seems that their attack skills are limited, and they all hit them directly with their fists.

"Why are they so honest?" The players, who had been squatting down and watching the screen without speaking, finally became lively.

Hill really felt that the people led by Xue Yunfeng were more winking. During the time when Adrian was in danger, all was silent.

But seeing that the situation is over, it became active.

"Honest P." Hill looked down at the rain of black roses and cursed, "They are all going to use meteor showers!"

"Ah? Why doesn't it work?" Someone said in a very regretful tone.

"As soon as I planned to use it, I was warned." Yu Luofanchen said, licking the tablet in his hand, "Whoever dares to cast skills on non-hostile targets on the boat will be struck by lightning and sent back to the city for free."

"Ah, I was finally selected by lottery, and I can't do it if I come back like this."

"With the isolation shield, I can't actually choose the Octopus." Someone sighed and said, "They tried several times, but they said they couldn't choose the target. It's a pity, I thought they could kill the demigods. What!"

Hill looked at Fran, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he silently backed out.

"Mr. Cat asked, can I switch to another live broadcast?" Liszt appeared instantly.

Hill waved his hand: "Let him do whatever he wants! It's better to let the undead disperse. The kind of discussion they have, the grandfather's heart is not very good."

The door behind Hill suddenly opened, and a spar hit him on the head.

"Grandfather, I'm going back first!" Hill covered his head and planned to slip away quickly.

"Sir, Mr. Xue Yunfeng asked, do you need to pay more attention to which two camps?"

"Yes." Hill nodded, "Tell them that according to the exploration task, every new message can be handed in."

"Is there a need to notify Count Perast?" Liszt asked silently.

"It's not life-threatening, why should I care about them?" Hill shook his head and vetoed, "It's so stupid, so I can't do anything about it."

For Earl Perast, Hill always has only one strategy: nothing but life and death.

He glanced at the worried Liszt and said suddenly, "Are you worried that they will use the count to threaten me?"

"You should know that after becoming a warlock, my bloodline was awakened, and my blood relationship with Count Perast has almost disappeared." Hill smiled lightly, "Dry the blood of the Count, all Can't curse me."

As for threatening Hill with the earl, Adrian has long known that Hill has paid off the ear of the earl's life.

One of the things Hill is most satisfied with in this world is that there is no such thing as a perfect parent.

Although the grace of life of parents is important, as long as it is paid off, it depends on whether there is any relationship between the two parties.

If you really want to threaten Hill, Adrian is more suitable.

However, if he could deal with Adrian, he would have been able to capture Hill directly.

Besides, if you really have to work hard to catch Adrian, in general, it's more used to threaten Frank, right?

Hill lowered his head and thought about ~IndoMTL.com~, who was the most likely to become this hostage.

Hill stood on the corridor of the lord's mansion, and through the window heard the undead in twos and threes outside, also discussing the female mages who had gone to the two camps.

The undead girls don't seem to have given up on killing these people.

They have been asking Xue Yunfeng and the others whether they are prone to fall by looking at too many demon items.

Xue Yunfeng was in a state of embarrassment, and was pulled down several times by the girls.

In the end, I could only say helplessly: "Either you take turns to pick up Hill's exploration mission? During the few days they stayed, their level has indeed risen a little, so there must be something wrong. You go to guard, once the name turns red , you can kill it directly!"

The girls shouted happily and rushed to the old cat's office to take up the task.

Hill heard the old cat's roar from inside the church: "Xue old dog, you bastard! Didn't you arrange someone to pick you up? If I didn't promise to help you, why should I ask Liszt? Take over such a troublesome thing!"

Xue Yunfeng slowly adjusted his robes, looked around at the players who were squinting at him, and Shi Shiran said, "It's all the time! Now that's the case, you must die, fellow Daoist!"

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