Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 556: Explosions from Waterdeep

Hill looked at the determined Terry, and once again deeply understood the meaning of money to the dragon.

Terry, who has just grown up, is in some ways a bit of a face.

Like when he was in the cocktail business, he would be embarrassed to set a minimum price, not wanting others to think he was crazy trying to make money.

Although the average person would not order such a low-priced wine when hiring a dragon to mix drinks, who knows if they will get two secret punches when they go out.

But if you keep doing it now, Terry will have no choice but to go home crying.

"Then you remember to remove the 10 gold ones from your price list." Hill admonished Terry, "There are indeed many 'Trahir spirits' who will pay big bucks to watch you mix, but also There are more people, choose this lowest price.

If you really want to continue 10 gold cups, even if you are a gold dragon, you will be exhausted. "

Terry blinked his huge eyes. He first thought about how much gold it would mean if there was a workload that would make him exhausted, and then he reacted with trembling all over.

He still knows how many new elves there are. One cup per person will definitely turn him into a dead dragon.

Terry feels that he is still young, and his bed is not covered with gold and silver jewelry, and his dragon scales are not naturally inlaid with gems. He definitely doesn't want to live such a miserable life.

He nodded again and again: "I'll change the price list now."

Then immediately flapped its wings and rushed down the mountain.

Hill shook his head and looked at the few dragon men who were hiding on the side, slowly descending the mountain.

The undead are always able to see and hear from all directions, and these dragons can be found by them hiding in the mountains.

These dragons, who have always had no expressions, were so frightened that they ran directly to Terry's side to hide.

Hill doesn't know if they'll tell Terry's parents what they just heard, but that's not something Hill needs to pay attention to, it's Terry.

Hill never tells friends about things that need to be kept secret. It's not good for either side. Everything he says can be known.

But for Terry, whether the assistants his parents gave him listen to him or continue to listen to his parents may need to be concerned.

The men sent by the elders always carry this kind of little trouble, and they are loyal, but always at a discount.

This requires Terry's own efforts, how can these people treat Terry as their own master, not a little master who needs their care.

But that's out of Hill's control, it's Terry's housework.

Hill walks slowly down the mountain, hidden by the mist along the way as he wishes.

He thought about the past two days carefully, hoping that nothing would go wrong.

Then Hill was startled by the blast from the south.

He was stunned for a moment and then flew straight into the sky: The undead should have just arrived in Waterdeep? Why did this fight?

According to Hill's calculations, it should be after taking some civilian missions tomorrow before fighting those underworld forces.

It's really tough for civilians in Waterdeep, and walking down the trails at night could cost innocent lives.

But at this time, they should have just arrived at the city gate!

The guards at Waterdeep love to blackmail, but they're not crazy. With so many elves, it was too late for them to hide.

There are some big wings floating around Hill, and the biggest one laughs cheerfully: "Sure enough, it's a fight! Waterdeep City is indeed a fallen city, and it will shine if you give it a little sunshine."

Ciel couldn't help but look at the smug Rushriel: "What did you do again?"

How could he forget, there is this guy who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

"They told me a lot of stories from previous worlds, and I found that they were very good at seduction tactics. Just ask them to give Waterdeep a blow.

Let those ladies who like to wear elf home clothes walk in the forefront. "

Hill reflected on the way to Waterdeep, and if it was half an hour away from each other, there was indeed a big turn.

You can't see the city gate there, and naturally you can't see the large group behind the city gate.

As for the elf's home clothes, of course, short vests, hot pants and beach shoes that have been changed into Roman strappy high-heeled sandals. There are indeed many people in the undead.

But they also like those long, shoulder-packed capes, big and small, so they don't look too out of place.

Although the shawl was removed while working, the outsiders couldn't see it, and Hill ignored it.

Think of a few charming female elves walking into Waterdeep City swayingly dressed like that. It's normal for their notoriously corrupt and depraved city guards to do anything.

Hill estimated that the few people who went there were mages. Once the shield was on, it was basic common sense to set fire to it.

Toril has never been a level 15 mage who has never been so down-to-earth, and he can definitely teach them a profound lesson.

But it happens every once in a while that the guards of Waterdeep City provoke the powerhouses. Whenever this kind of thing happens to Waterdeep City, the first reaction is to close the door and let the powerhouses of the lord level come out to deal with them.

But there are so many undead behind, and they all have mounts.

If you get on your horse and sprint, you may be able to get there in less than 5 minutes in half an hour. At that time, the heavy gate of Waterdeep City is probably not completely closed.

This huge explosion should have been made by the undead who broke into the door, and they are very good at sabotage.

"When they get to Waterdeep, they can't help but fight. There are gangsters and thieves everywhere." Hill couldn't help but say, "Why bother?"

"That's not the same." Rushriel's eyes were full of fierce light, "We have to give that Kelburn a warm greeting first: the elf is here."

Ciel glanced at Rushriel, the Corellon messenger, who has always read too much the oracle of the Elf Father, always speaking with strong conviction, and, speaking of it, the other one, although more than He was calm, but when fighting, Lashriel was more fierce and ruthless, never forgiving the enemy.

He often fights his enemies to the death, even if he spends a lot of time in Corellon's kingdom of God to be resurrected every time he never cares.

Hill nodded, and will send Rashiriel out. Corellon has long been ready to fight. Anyway, as long as the undead have sufficient reasons for each shot, even AO can't stop it.

It is even more impossible for him to stop the foreign warriors who fight against evil. At the beginning, he called to all the universes, please keep the existence of justice and kindness in Toril.

Tyr came to hear his call. He brought hundreds of angels, but they all died in Toril. Although they were finally resurrected in his kingdom of God, these angels have never returned. To their homeland, the soul has been marked with Toril.

Tyr also insisted on becoming Toril's **** of justice.

Corellon dared to do this only by taking advantage of AO's unrecovered call. As long as foreign powerhouses are doing things to fight evil, AO can't do anything because they affect themselves and the Slate of Destiny.

This is the oath the world of Toril swore from its own origin.

"Waterdeep City and Suron's Great Temple, you'd better pay attention, I never want to become an enemy of Silvermoon." Hill still warned Lashriel lightly.

Sometimes, hurting Su Lun is likely to be evil. Although she seems to be hurt all the time, she is still the original silver moon in essence, and her origin is not polluted at all.

"Corellon has marked Silvermoon and her subordinates in the core system of 'Trahir Elf'. If the opponent doesn't shoot first, we can't hit them." Rushriel regretted a little Say.

"Suren's men are very easy to talk to. Just tell them that they are fighting evil." Hill was unmoved, he didn't want to be dragged into the water by this guy who likes to fight, "Also, Suren and Agley Ya has a good relationship, don't mess with her."

Lashriel turned to look at the temple by the sea, then looked at Hill, and nodded solemnly: "I know, I will definitely avoid conflict with them."

Ciel smiled and said, "Since I know what happened, I'll go back. Rashiriel, don't leave the Mystery Lock range! I've tried my best to keep your breath as low as possible. ."

This guy's enemies are estimated to be more than most of the gods of the elf gods, and many of the evil gods want to kill him.

The two most dangerous of the elven pantheon are Alasrin Delana, the goddess of conjuration and runes, and the other is him.

But Alasrin is the weakest link in the elf pantheon and likes to live alone, so she becomes the target of the elf pantheon's enemies, and Lashriel is entirely because of the mad dog-like style and comparable Gnome's mouth.

Lashriel nodded sullenly. He also knew that if he attracted those evil gods here, he would have to go back to the kingdom of God.

Although their brother relationship is good, he doesn't want to be replaced halfway through.

Hill didn't care about watching the angels in the distance, his eyesight couldn't see that far, but the angels could.

It's not that Hill couldn't do it ~IndoMTL.com~ but he had to use spells, so he just went home.

After all, he has other ways to do what the angels rely on magic to do.

When the explosion occurred, Liszt had already invited guests for him.

Walking into the living room of the floating castle, Hill saw the black rose's 'chirp' and 'magic sword'.

Although they all turned into elves with long ears and slender bodies, their faces didn't change much except that they seemed to be beautified.

Hill recognized it immediately.

They were holding a glass of juice and drinking, when they saw Hill walking in, they waved their hands together: "Hill! It's been a long time since I saw you, the juice you have here is still so delicious.

Sri from Trahill doesn't sell to us at all, can you tell him? "

Hill smiled happily: "Of course. Why didn't you two go to Waterdeep?"