Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 668: The city of Aglea after the reorganization of the world

After Hill calmed down, he heard Lynn's voice resounding through the city: he was using a sound transmission device to ask all citizens to stay at home and not to go out, stating that the city lord has guarded and will continue to guard everyone's safety, as long as They are obedient.

Hill estimated that when the incident broke out, Lynn directed everyone to go home quickly. He used to take the original town residents to face the hobgoblins in the desert, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with emergencies. .

Sill slowly let go of the crystal flower, leaned weakly against the wall of the pool, stroked the messy long hair on his shoulders to the back of his head with his fingers, and slowly recovered his mental strength.

After becoming a legend, it seems that Hill is rarely in such a miserable situation.

Although the time was not long, nearly an hour of blessing Mysuo really exhausted him.

One drop of mana is gone, and the spiritual sea is almost exhausted, and he can only recover slowly by himself. He dare not release such a peaceful spell as Tranquil Water.

Fortunately, Hill is still a little rational, there will always be a lot of blood-enriching potions in the warehouse.

Any high-level spells must mobilize external elements. Although Hill is a warlock, his skills are more like a mage. Except for some spells that add status to himself, he doesn't even dare to use a long sword now.

If there is a thunderstorm here, it is very likely that the barely maintained crystal wall will be shattered for him to see.

Hill touched his pendant. Fortunately, none of his storage devices needed spells to open, but mental power.

When his mental strength regained a little bit, he took out a bottle of juice, simply sat in the pool and drank it slowly.

Damn it, I have to expand the space of all my clothes pockets in the future, and then put the potions in a set. He actually thought about how to deal with the aftermath of the collapse of the magic net many times, but he always felt that it was still too early, so he was not in a hurry Do.

Sure enough, people who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries!

Spiritual sea recovered a bit, and Hill tried to observe the surrounding environment. Fortunately, within the range of the fan lock, the space is still stable.

The quietness in the floating castle was terrible, the goblins had all entered Purvi's body, and the alien whale was also hiding in the core center at the back of his head with strong defenses.

The huge body landed quietly on the grass in the open space in front of the castle.

Both Martha and Liszt have returned directly to their cores. They both used the power of elements to condense their bodies, and now they can't come out at all.

Hill looked at his city with a little blankness.

Finally... he still kept his home. Even the other half of the green forest had a terrible fault, and a sudden mountain peak lay across it, even blocking part of the road leading to Neverwinter.

But at least he kept the forest within the range of the mythos.

Sill watched silently for a few moments, and the mountain peak appeared more on the side of the Neverwinter Forest. Neverwinter City has always been dominated by the wood industry, and now it can be regarded as losing half of its economic lifeline.

He sighed, not in the mood to care about the future of others, and continued to observe the surroundings of his territory.

The Sword Mountain Range is alright, it has been completely preserved, but there seems to be a piece of water in the east, and I don't know if it is lake water or sea water.

I hope it is lake water, then Aglaia City can start farming and animal husbandry in the future. In a short time, Hill probably won't have time to manage the big farm in Silvermoon City.

The price of food in Faerun will definitely increase. Even if Hill has enough food, it would be nice to give the citizens some spiritual sustenance.

The previous water veins were drawn down from the Sword Mountain Range, which could not support the consumption of large farms.

The city of Aglaia was silent, but the city guards had already flocked from the city hall to the streets, seemingly checking the safety of the city.

Hill saw Lynn, who was walking towards the alchemy hall, and seemed to want to find Corellon.

The paladins of Tire were also concentrated in their temple, but it seemed that they couldn't reach Tire, which made them a little anxious, and Hill could feel them praying.

The only thing that reacted was the Shrine of Aglaia on the coast. The statue in the Holy Water Hall kept emitting blue and white light, which was the powerful faith inspired by countless prayers for help.

Aglaia's completely different way of handling beliefs from other gods has allowed the Sword Coast under her divine power to remain intact.

There are even many figures floating towards the port of Aglaia on the sea. They were thrown out of Toril when the world was broken, and they were located by the Temple of the Sea God because of their devout faith. The believers who came over.

Hill found helplessly that the elemental elves were gone too.

He simply activated dozens of puppets in the Temple of Aglea, and asked them with energy spars to accommodate these refugees.

This is the devout believer of Aglea, and it is impossible for Hill to abandon them.

After drinking a glass of juice, Hill groaned in pain. The chaos and disorder of the origin of magic made him very uncomfortable after being immersed in mana all the year round.

The most important thing is that the departure of the natural consciousness gave him a sense of danger. The nature of Toril has been hit by this terrible destruction to a complete sleep.

For the first time, Hill felt at a loss.

"Hill! What happened?

The undead are all gone! The space-time artifact suddenly stopped moving! Lynn rushed up, "Corillon is gone too, and I haven't heard from Mirrill at all!"

Ah... ah!

Hill? Are you hurt? How are you?

What the **** is going on? **** it! "

"Mystra...has fallen." Hill said painfully, "The magic net is completely abolished now, and the original power is temporarily unusable, so the legal professions should not use any spells.

Priests and druids can't do it either, let them clean up their spiritual sea honestly, and absolutely don't use any magic spells through the magic net, their gods don't have time to reply now.

The most important thing is to tell the mages to be honest if you don't want to get headshots. It's too messy now, and there's no time to collect their bodies.

Let the City Guards and Silver Shield Knights patrol the streets!

Tell the paladins in Tire that this is only a temporary disconnection caused by the inability to use the magic net, and that Tire is safe.

You don't have to worry too much, the Mystic is still working normally. "

Lyn nodded, but did not move.

Hill understood that he was worried about himself, so he could only slow down his tone and say, "Don't worry about me. I just... I was too used to relying on the power of magic before, and the sudden loss was a bit at a loss. But it didn't hurt me. "

Hill looked again at the sky where the silver light no longer appeared: "The magic net is just broken, it hasn't been completely abolished, just now those voters of the goddess of magic have repositioned the world, and Toril has saved it." , will not continue to break.

The original power has also become more and more stable. To me, losing the magic net is nothing to be afraid of, as long as the original power is no longer restless.

Go and appease the people. Martha will be here to help you soon.

Although there will be no major incidents, the space will definitely continue to be unstable for a while. I have to stay in the floating castle for protection at all times, and I can only leave other things to you.

Don't worry about the undead, it should be because of the plane fluctuations, they can't locate Toril, and the soul projection is cut off directly.

Even the gods have been kicked out!

For a short time, the Torilians can only rely on themselves, organize your cousins, the port may be chaotic. "

The more Lin En heard it, the more gloomy his face became, and he was a little grateful: Fortunately, they have always been very careful in recruiting people here, and without the suppression of the Mage Tower, there would be no major troubles.

He turned and left quickly, making sure to get things sorted before chaos ensues.

Watching Lynn hurried back to the ground, Hill slowly walked back to his room and soaked himself in the hot pool.

Fortunately, the various facilities in this floating castle are mostly energy spars.

At the beginning, Hill just thought it would be convenient for Liszt to control, and by the way, prepare for the chaos ten years later.

Who knew that this assassination would be brought forward?

Hill huddled himself in the hot pool and smiled wryly: Why can't it be earlier?

Isn't he also the one who made Mystra have to face the desperate situation so long in advance?

In the real history, there was not so much resistance. Ten years later, Mystra couldn't control the situation, so that her thinking became disordered, and she was assassinated in her back garden by Cyric, who had been watching her for a long time.

Now Mystra is probably in more trouble than back then, and the mages' resistance is also very strong. They still regard themselves as Midnight Mystra in their hearts, and of course they are even more upset.

Cyric must have had his eye on him.

Sill sank in the water and muttered for a while, then stood up and dried himself with a large soft towel, and changed into the clothes with a lot of pockets.

During the period when magic cannot be used, he should save some energy crystals!

He soon discovered that Lynn had called out both Tai Li and Tusting, and let the two of them patrol the road with their real bodies.

The two dragons were a little dazed, but they also followed Lynn's request. They just paced slowly and looked a little dazed. They probably haven't figured out what happened yet.

That's a good idea.

When magic cannot be used~IndoMTL.com~The body shape of the giant dragon gives people a deeper sense of security.

Hill stuffed all his pockets with potions for nourishing blood and magic, as well as small cakes and fruit juices for replenishing stamina and magic power, hugged the crystal flower in his arms, and half-lyed on the deck chair on the terrace.

He closed his eyes and slowly thought about the enemies that might appear nearby.

The pirates on Luskan's side are a threat, but they're sure to deal first with the Arcane Brotherhood that has oppressed them for years.

By the time they come to Aglaia, Toril's original power should have stabilized for the most part, and the elemental riots will not be so strong. Hill's bloodline spell will definitely be usable at that time.

It is estimated that at most a few giant dragons will come to take advantage of the fire. After all, the city of Aglaia is famously rich, but the gold dragon is too small, and the mercury dragon has never been good at strength.

Sill opened his eyes, raised his right hand in front of his eyes and slowly opened it, showing a sneer.

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