Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 407: What happened to Trahir?

Hill didn't intend to ponder Bane's thoughts. The three gods of death actually have some problems with their brain circuits.

Bane is already the most normal one, but people like Hill still can't understand what he's thinking.

But when the enemy is Cyric the Prince of Lies, it is understandable that Bane will do some illogical things.

If he hadn't been so careful, he would have died again.

Hill sometimes feels that Cyric has this guy out there who covets his priesthood, but he doesn't really know how much of Bane's blood is still out there.

If he could kill all the humans with Bane's blood, the Prince of Lies would have attacked him long ago.

Resurrecting this ability from one's own son is really troublesome.

As for the mastermind behind the scenes, Hill can already be certain that it is a dragon.

The reason why the kobolds in this world are so arrogant, and even have their own **** of thieves, is because the dragons are behind them.

A dog with the backing of its owner dares to be arrogant.

Hill just doesn't know which one it is.

Although the dragon race has always been arrogant, even if it is not the dragon god, it dares to be the enemy of the gods. But dare to make such an arrogant act to offend so many gods in one fell swoop, is it a partner of the Five-color Dragon Queen?

Hill wouldn't think it was Tiamat, the lord of dragons, and with that character, she wouldn't leave a gem in her own right.

That is the greedy master that even the most devout believers dare not worship in her own home. Let her watch the whole world's gold, silver and jewelry not to take possession of it, unless she sleeps and still hasn't woken up.

Unfortunately, Dragon Clan Hill is really unfamiliar, and he can only wait for the result.

After being completely blocked the escape route, the two gods of thieves did not last long.

Half an hour after the undead army returned, they were completely dead.

But Hill was still a little scared. Under the siege of tens of thousands of mages and warlocks, the two thieves almost escaped several times.

The magic resistance of their equipment is really good.

But if it came from the dragon family, it would be normal. The skin of a giant dragon that has lived for tens of thousands of years is enough to make a set of anti-magic equipment to resist legendary spells.

Hill always felt that the dagger in the short man's hand was more threatening than the pair of machetes, and it was probably not his delusion.

If it's a dragon tooth dagger.

Hill frowned, he absolutely did not want to be enemies with the dragons.

For most mages, dragons are really troublesome.

But he has to make this dragon feel that it is a hassle to be the enemy of Hill. Dragons, whether good, neutral or evil, are all bullies.

If you are weak, your property is his.

Even good-aligned dragons have an insatiable appetite for treasures.

The story of the dragons is so complicated that the five-colored dragon queen doesn't necessarily remember how many mates she has, and these male dragons have created a lot of trouble in the multiverse in order to please Tiamat.

It's normal for any of the five-colored evil dragons to create a testing ground that would make most gods lose face.

They don't care if the human gods will hunt him down. As long as Tiamat is happy and gives him another egg, it will be worth it even if it takes tens of thousands of years of hard work to be hunted down by the gods to the abyss.

"Sir, it's the **** of human thieves and the **** of dwarf thieves." Liszt returned, "The undead checked the corpses of the legendary kobolds, but didn't see anything else.

This time we're all thieves and assassins, some warriors at most.

Even if they have attributes, it seems that the kobolds only have the legal system to see which dragon race they belong to. "

"The kobold is indeed a **** of thieves." Hill affirmed, "He has the highest success rate in stealing in the world.

With the alchemy ability of this world, there is no defensive circle that can stop him.

Ask the undead if they sell daggers and machetes, and I'll pay for them. "

Liszt nodded and went straight to the undead.

Hill held the pendant and asked Alice if she wanted to come out and accompany him to make potions.

Alice shook her head quickly. If Hill couldn't accompany her, the little white cat would still be willing to play in the huge space in the pendant.

She's had enough time to visit the Magic Tower.

Hill has been taking time out these days to take a look at the situation in the pendant. He found that although Alice still likes to play, but now, she will honestly complete the daily exercise that she should do, and then play with her fine gold ball. After communicating, store spells, and follow the puppets to pick magic plants and various fruits.

After all her work is over, she will have fun.

Although Hill is a little uncomfortable looking at such a sensible Alice, growing up is not a bad thing.

Liszt returned soon, and the undead simply sold all three weapons to Hill.

"They say these weapons are out of their reach." Lister said with a smile, "A level 150 weapon is not something that a level 100 weakling can use.

If possible, please, sir, give them some level 100 weapons. He also asked the gentleman if he wanted anything else, the price exchanged by His Majesty the King was too dark.

They scolded His Majesty the King for a long time, calling him a heartless man. "

Hill couldn't help laughing: "The weapons of the gods in this world should be demigods. I didn't feel the coercion of divine power on those weapons.

If a demigod-level weapon is level 150, at the rate at which the undead are now leveling up, it probably won't last 100 years.

I don't think the undead are crazy enough to play the same game as their grandparents.

It seems that His Majesty the King has planned to make the undead the highest level of this pseudo-legend. "

Liszt nodded: "I think the undead seem to prefer shields and priest hammers. Long swords are also ok, I remember that there are several staffs in the warehouse that Mr. imitated the weapons of undead wizards, and I took them out this time. Swap with them."

"You can figure it out." Hill said eagerly, he no longer paid attention to the legendary equipment in his hand.

If the need arises, Hill can make several a day.

After mastering the Law of the Earth, Hill was able to compete with his grandfather almost instantly in terms of weapons.

After all, he knows how to handle any metal in his hands to reach the limit state of the material.

In the years he spent in the Earth Bear Clan, Hill came up with countless alloys when he was bored. It was really a combination of how he wanted, so later, he lost interest in research.

The metal will tell him what the best mix is.

Lister soon had the puppet deliver the three demigod weapons to Hill.

Hill cheered up immediately and went straight into the lab.

He decided not to go out without researching and understanding these three things, and he didn't dare to leave the magic tower anyway.

Hill is researching the newly acquired pseudo-artifact, but Liszt finds that the undead seem to be discussing something related to Hill.

And it's about trying to hide Hill.

He glanced at the closed laboratory door and decided to go check it out himself.

With the habits of the undead, what they are willing to keep secret is not necessarily a serious matter.

If Liszt wants to eavesdrop, he doesn't need to reveal his figure.

He thinks the sneaky actions of the undead are particularly incredible. After all, they were the ones who handed over the entire camp's magic circle to Liszt.

Unless you only speak in the undead's own alchemy hut, is there any place in the camp that Liszt can't reach, what whispers he can't hear?

Also, even if they stay in the alchemy hut, if they open the window and don't open the soundproof circle, it's no different from outside!

Liszt stood outside a window with a smile and listened to the conversation inside. He is now invisible, so the undead can't find him at all.

He quietly gave himself a like, and after finding that the management of several families had gathered in a small house, Liszt felt that the undead must be unable to help gossip.

Especially the ones in Black Rose, Hill once pointed out a few gossip pioneers to him.

He's always been impressed by the 'romantic drunken world' who listened to gossip and heard the woman who rushed out the door with her tablet in hand and left the lady who brought her shopping directly behind her.

And Liszt also remembers 'Cunlu' and the 'Old Sanda King', especially the lady 'Cunlu'.

The sow of the Duchess, for Liszt, who has managed the valley for many years, will never be forgotten.

Those who can get along well with the Duchess and bring their family to another world, Liszt will definitely stay away.

"Who is that guy? He's so courageous!" The 'Old Sanda King' asked his companion in surprise, "Hill is just a good character, not a lack of temper!

Don't let him affect our friendly relationship with Hill! "

Liszt frowned instantly. What do you mean? Did someone do something to Hill's realm in Trasil?

"I remember him." 'Cunlu' replied loudly, "Didn't we do something in Canterlot to make the big nobles of Salar fight with those idiots!

He also participated in what ~IndoMTL.com~ is called 'The Self-Cultivation of Migrant Workers'.

I usually do errands, and I don't like leveling very much. Otherwise, with his merits, he would not have passed the star gate at this time. "

"Has he been in Canterlot all the time?" asked a man Liszt didn't know very well.

"He likes to fight with those foreign idiots very much. It's quite deadly. Later, he went to the gate of the abyss!" 'Cunlu' replied quickly.

"If you say that, I probably know who it is." 'Romantic Drunken Red Dust' said lazily, "In fact, that guy could have followed him in the last world, but because he fought with a foreign family, together Been banned for a month, but didn't catch up with anything.

I really admire him, he dares to do anything.

Not afraid of Hill throwing him directly into the abyss. "

"It's not necessarily the abyss, but it's definitely no problem to send him a tornado that never falls." The Old Sanda King said affirmatively.

Liszt was a little anxious, why didn't they get to the point?