Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 459: The unicorn is coming next door
Hill doesn't really think of himself as an elf, and he doesn't really care about the safety of the High Forest.
But Lynn will care.
Hill is still willing to do something for this new friend.
Since Lynn knew why the original priest had summoned the Treants near the High Forest, Hill wouldn't care anymore.
Normally speaking, it is impossible for all of Melika's subordinates to have problems, especially if this is next to the High Forest, even if Melika is humorous and cheerful, she will not accept this kind of humiliation.
Hill felt that both from the singer's side and the elves' side, they seemed to pay more attention to the Dragon Cult.
It seems that the gods of Faerûn actually know that the Dragon Cult is doing something, but they just don't know what they plan to do.
Probably most of the energy is drawn to the wild castle behind the five-colored dragon.
In other places, you can only let your followers pay more attention and monitor the existence of the Dragon Cult a little.
In fact, the most important thing is that the members of the Dragon Worship Cult are actually many believers of other gods. They may not worship their own gods anymore, but just want to gain powerful power.
Therefore, the Faerûn gods could only be silent about the members of the Dragon Worship Cult who popped out inexplicably from their subordinates.
Hill looked back at the vision screen. The thieves who came in later were not as good as the first few. They were obviously idiots trying to fish in troubled waters.
Few of the blade salvos survived the second round.
Hill told Martha to dispose of the corpses, and that she only needed a small bottle of water anyway.
There are actually many potions that can destroy corpses and traces, all of which are by-products of alchemy research.
He went straight back to the study to consider his next round of spells.
Unfortunately, he thought it was still a 15-day interval, but it became 30 days.
He must choose a spell that is in demand and will be used for a long time, otherwise, he may have to wait 60 days.
Sure enough, the real artifact is not so easy to make.
He pondered again while holding the book of spells, until there was a violent wave of divine power outside.
Hill didn't know how Lynn made the small report, but what he did know was that the singer was really quick to speak.
At noon the next day, the guy next door was caught just as he returned to the temple.
Just in order to save Melika's face, the glade was directly surrounded by green vines, emitting a faint glow.
Although many rangers rushed over after realizing something was wrong, the presence of a unicorn calmed them down and stood silently staring at the temple.
Hill watched the beautiful white unicorn walk into the vine again, pulling at his hair and blinking.
The rangers are probably just one of Melika's oracles that needs a unicorn to speak, so they're all standing outside waiting for the outcome.
But Hill, you can feel it, is a divine creature.
If not the avatar of the unicorn goddess, it must be her goddess.
Obviously, Merikay is probably mad.
There was something wrong with her subordinates, not only the priests of the other gods found out, but it was also a genie.
The relationship between her and some gods of the elves is not only good allies, but also competition, but this competition does not reach the level of hostility, it is more like a competition.
Hill thought she would send high-level druids from Silvermoon City. For them who could transform into animals in the cold region, running from Silvermoon City wouldn't be too hard.
But she sent the unicorn directly after verification. This creature looks beautiful, pure and kind, but actually has a bad temper. Fights are endless.
And most importantly, it's a creature that can jump in space, even spotting enemies in the shadows.
Their enemies are either stronger than them, or have the ability to rip through space and teleport over long distances, and avoid the 'spell interrupt' skill released by the unicorn's beautiful spiral horn.
Hill doesn't think his neighbor can do it, and this isn't a level 14 elite unicorn. Divine existence is the worst at level 17 and 8.
He carefully sealed his dimensional space and maximized the defense of the mansion technique.
When the unicorn came out, it clearly glanced at Hill's side.
Hill knows that Melika hasn't paid attention to him yet, but the unicorn, who is familiar with the natural and divine aura, can't feel the smell emanating from Hill's side.
Hill doesn't feel that his identity needs to be kept secret, but the gods know it, and he doesn't like to have to prove his strength is not enough to be respected wherever he goes.
Here in Faerun, no matter how high the level is, there will always be people who want to try to kill people who have no backing.
If there are no sequelae after the robbery, there is no good result, even some demigods will start.
Although Hill is not afraid, he is not willing to start a life without peace before he finishes his studies in Silvermoon City.
The unicorn's work was completed quickly, and the green vine wall suddenly slid toward the big trees on both sides, like a green curtain that opened automatically.
The unicorn has jumped out of space with the **** cloth bag on its back.
Leaving only one beautifully groomed battlefield.
The open space has turned into green grass, with colorful flowers blooming all over the sky. The goose feather snow is still flying in the sky, but it disappears when it is about 1 meter above the ground.
"Papa Hill, what kind of spell is this? Where did the snow go?" Aglaia glared at the screen with a resonant sympathy. She also likes to use ice and snow.
"When the unicorns were fighting, the space was torn apart. There were almost all space gaps in the temple just now." Hill couldn't help but replied, "She didn't want to expose the scene of the battle, so she had to use a lot of strength to remove all the space. The gap was moved to the top of the ground, the land was turned over again, and some flowers and plants were planted."
"Huh?" Aglaia couldn't imagine that scene, she could only watch Hill cover her stomach and laugh.
"Then, that unicorn..." Hill said intermittently, "using its horn as a **** to plough the field, turned the field over there."
Although unicorns are annoyed that others think of them as horses, they themselves know very well that this kind of animal that looks like them is the help that humans use to cultivate the land!
Hill didn't communicate with the nearby tree when the unicorn was there, but she had already left, and of course he wouldn't stop talking to the priest who presided over the forest temple before he arrived. The giant tree asked what happened.
In fact, there is nothing to say about the battle. Although the priest has a part-time job, none of the single-level is higher than level 12. It's just that there are a few more spells, which may not be able to kill Lynn.
A guy like this, even if he has some power taught by the dragon, can't possibly beat a unicorn with divine nature.
Lynn did not come to see Hill again.
He always thinks too much, probably because he is worried that because he has spread the news, he will turn the Dragon Cult's attention to Hill.
If Melika really didn't keep it secret and let people know that it was the biography of the **** of singing, then he went out from Hill in the middle of the night and went to the temple to pray suddenly after turning around twice in the temple next door. Get the enemy's attention.
Hill thinks that although Merikay doesn't like keeping secrets, she shouldn't be so rude to her allies, otherwise, who will help her in the future.
She will directly send unicorns to the main material plane, in addition to being angry and wanting to immediately kill this pseudo-believer who used the ability she gave her to do bad things, and part of it may be to keep the source of the information secret from her devout followers.
But since Lynn made this choice, Hill would not go and say that he was unfounded, and calmly accepted his good intentions.
Just take advantage of this time to think about the 9 spells in the next stage.
His labyrinth, a thief has not returned alive, will probably be quiet for a while.
The people who come back are either strong people who can find their way in the snow, or they have to wait until the spring flowers bloom.
Hill thought about it, and then instructed Liszt to find a more suitable alchemy carriage.
Actually, Trahill's aesthetics are really deeply influenced by elves, and he likes to decorate plant patterns in various places.
The carriages are also of that kind of light model, and the more horses in front of the carriage, the better, preferably all white or black.
Hill has seen the caravans that come to buy supplies, and they prefer the ones with high defense at first sight.
Large and rugged, it is best to use every place, and it is not all horses that pull the carts, but giant big horns like rhinos.
Hill just had to choose one of the few wagons he kept beside him, a plain, traditional style with a little arabesque.
Otherwise, he was deeply influenced by the undead in the later stage, and made a lot of trendy styles.
To put it bluntly, it is more like the floating sports car in the mouth of the undead. Not only does it have no wheels under the car, but it floats in mid-air, and even the carriage door uses the so-called scissor-type, fan-shaped door, which is estimated to be a bit in Faerun. So abrupt.
After explaining Liszt well, Hill buried himself in his magic book.
He plans to use the wind and water elements to add a thunderbolt for the next round of spells.
Although his thunder spells are only the same ~IndoMTL.com~, if they are only used to enrich the attack methods, it is enough.
Hill's setting and overturning again and again, compared to the smooth sailing in the previous two chapters, this time is really a lot more difficult.
Hill knows it's because he has a heart for gain and loss.
After all, one more chapter, it may take 60 days to make, and he always wants to get better results this time.
After discovering his inner turmoil, Hill gave up studying spells and began to look at the books that Hughes sent him every day.
After having a letterbox, Mage Hughes probably didn't want Hill to think that he didn't do anything with money, and would walk to Hill's labyrinth every evening, taking out a lot of books from his ring and throwing them into the letterbox .
The mage is obviously planning to use the long winter to earn more gold bars from Hill, and even copied some fantasies and biographies.
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