Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 545: The chaos and order of the undead

Hirfei glanced at him from a distance in the air, and let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the paladins of Tyre stayed with the guys from the Black Rose. The paladins of Tyre have all stayed in Faerun Riel, and they all know that as long as they make some normal requests with the undead, they will Will do it most of the time.

The knights of the Black Rose, surrounded by a group, blocked the group of guys who were using faction detection.

But the merchants in the town were all watching uncertainly, and the first reaction of the visitors from another world made them suspicious of the safety of the small town of Aglaia.

Toril is not afraid of lawful good paladins, after all, most of them are reasonable and willing to obey some subtle rules.

But chaotic good and neutral good are both prone to big leaks.

Generally, all the people around the world who are engaged in faction detection actually come from these two categories, especially neutral. They never care whether others are affected or not, but only care about whether their own path is firm or not.

To put it bluntly, sprites are big trouble.

It was the elf who pulled the dragon from the throne for Toril's future. In order to help Ransendell become the main god, he destroyed the entire pantheon and its affiliated empires, including Myth Drano. are also elves.

It's just that the elves have retreated to Yongju Island and the forest for thousands of years, and many people have forgotten their great achievements.

Also, those on Yongju Island have the demeanor of elves, and there is not much difference between them and the most decadent human empire.

The actions of these elves from another world in front of them made many people who grew up listening to the legend of elves shudder.

These guys seem more like pre-Dawn elves. No wonder the group of blazing angels had a good attitude towards these elves, and they might have also thought of the past.

Hill frowned at these Faerûnians with different attitudes, and made up her mind.

This is the first impression of the undead entering Toril. It is better to say some words in the front. The God of Time and Space and William will not actually control the hatred of the undead for the evil camp.

These so-called red names were originally experience packs for the undead.

While Hill can suppress some of the undead's movements, why would he do that?

Hill actually hates these guys who do all kinds of evil, but there are some things that the undead can do, but he can't with Aglaia.

Those like Hill who strictly refuse the evil faction to live in their own territory are very rare in Toril, and they don't have enough strength. The evil **** will come to the door as soon as they say this.

"Gentlemen! Are you here to demolish my home?" Falling directly into the center of the crowd, Hill raised his voice and asked loudly, "The country of Faerûn has never only been of the good camp, as long as these people do not offend. The laws of the town of Aglaia, you can't just judge them!

It's like the old Obastian here, I think you can figure out what to do? "

"But they're all red and black!" an undead said unhappily.

"The Harpist will put the portrait of the person who has a bounty on the Northland next to their gate. You can watch the one who catches the person. Otherwise, don't use faction detection on these two roads to find trouble." Hill looked Glancing at the pirates, "As for everything else, please abide by Toril's rules. This continent belongs to all Faerunians, and even if their alignment is evil, they have the right to walk here."

"If they enter the territory, they can be killed, right?" 'Perfect Bald Head' asked from the side. When the accident happened, he directly instructed those tall knights to hold a giant shield to isolate a space.

But he is also eyeing these red-name pirates.

His eyes were filled with the urge to grab monsters.

"Of course." Hill replied simply, "If you find evil people in the territory, no matter who they are, you can do it directly."

The businessmen standing on the periphery moved uncomfortably.

They've been trying to get close to people in the big neighborhoods lately, and they seem to be trying to get a few houses to live in.

But Hill's defense is too perfect, including children, everyone who lives in the territory has to go to the management center and get his exclusive key. Once the person holding the key is wrong, it is impossible to enter the gate of the residential area.

I was still trying to figure it out, but now most people have decided to give up.

A lot of businessmen's camps will move, and if they do it a little too much, it's evil.

"If you see them in the wild..." Standing next to the "perfect bald head", "Rainfall" asked the most crucial question.

"It's not my territory, why should I take care of so much?" Hill said with a smile, "Let's take care of everyone's life!"

Hill heard many gasps.

They know very well that this is the mage lord who has given up on business.

The merchants on his continent who come here to buy magic items and sell them are good enough to be neutral and kind.

Is he planning to release Blackwater City?

Not every merchant can find someone they can trust to buy big-ticket items.

Anyway, the price of the strange objects in Waterdeep City has been reduced a lot because of Hill's suppression. Even if it is not as cost-effective as the strange objects in the small town of Aglaia, it is still very profitable to sell to other continents.

Hill ignored the businessmen with different minds, and the black staff Kelburn of Waterdeep City no longer needed him to care.

If you want to suppress the undead with your powerful strength, you have to fight back the Seraphs who have already lived in the Alchemy Plaza.

The undead finally walked away, but looking at their dissatisfied expressions, it was obvious that if these pirates were caught by them outside, they would be killed immediately.

Hill sighed and said to Luskan's guests, "It's a bit nasty to say that, but you'd better avoid where these undead are.

I can only guarantee your lives in the small town of Aglaia. "

"Can our ship..." a man dressed as a captain asked tentatively.

"Impossible!" Hill flatly refused, "I let you in because it's Faerûn's rule, and none of you are on the bounty list.

In the eyes of the undead, pirates like you who are nothing in Toril are damned.

Although I'm not that extreme, I don't think you're innocent, and you've really committed a crime.

If something like a pirate ship appeared in my domain, I would just smash it! "

The pirates looked ugly: "Can't we go to the tavern? Where did these undead come from! Why are there so many things!"

"Corellon got it," Hill replied.

"Then we..." a leading bald man couldn't help asking, "If you don't come in the future, you can't drink alcohol! It's all these idiots, you have to try the coffee."

"You will be unlucky because you said nasty things to our girls, right? Who are you to blame for your own death!" The 'Old Sanda King' who had been squatting in the back suddenly said, "If it wasn't for Hill's territory , who cares about your faction, kill it first!"

A priest in a white elf dress with a cute little face looking murderous.

"I'm sorry!" The leader immediately apologized, "It's because they drank too much! We'll leave now, and we won't dare to talk too much in the future."

Hill was stunned for a moment.

The Luskans have always been a bit of a die-hard, and would rather die than surrender, but this captain is a bit different.

"Let them go!" Thorne, the head of the Silver Shield, said, "In Luskan, people like them are considered good people. They don't have the lives of ordinary people in their hands." /

'Perfect Bald Head' waved his hand, the shield formation opened a gap, and a few pirates left in fear.

"Hill." Thorne, "The undead are here, your shop is probably closing down?"

"Don't worry," Hill replied. "I'm more used to doing their business. The undead are richer."

Hearing Hill's words, many undead looked strangely excited: Hill's things have always been good, but they have always burned money.

"William won't give us gold, Hill.

Let's exchange all the gold for hedrons before coming to Toril.

It is said that Corellon has a special gold coin, and then let us exchange it with spar. "Xue Yunfeng, who had been sitting in the coffee shop at the back, came out. They were chatting and drinking coffee just now. Tyre's paladins treated him and dragged him with his bald head.

People with black roses have no problem fighting wars. No one in their family is willing to do these more troublesome interpersonal exchanges.

'Xue Yunfeng' tentatively asked: "William only took back our Salar gold coins, but he didn't care about the ones on Faerun Riel's side.

Is it because the Salar Gold Coins are from Trahir, but the Hedron and Fauren Riel Gold Coins are not.

And the currency thing~IndoMTL.com~ Many gods can find some Trahir's Law on it? "

Hill smiled mildly, this guy, no wonder his position has always been stable, and his thinking is very close to the truth.

What's really important is that the Salar Gold Coin is from William's order, using Salar's gold mine as the material, and the pattern on it has the scales of the Temple of Time and Space.

Thousands and tens of thousands may not have any effect, but the number of undead is too large. If it is not taken back, part of the laws controlled by the space-time gods will be exposed.

Although he didn't get an answer from Hilde, 'Xue Yunfeng' had already got the answer he wanted, and he spoke directly to some of the patriarchs around him: "People from our alliance, don't put a single salar gold coin in the Toril Flower, you know?

When the time comes, don't blame me for not saying it before, William didn't take it back strictly, he just wanted to kill the chickens and set an example.

If you don't want to be that chicken, just be honest! "

Son and the Paladins standing beside them looked at the patriarchs with their fingers flying in surprise, so obedient?