Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 685: Return of the Undead

Hill picked up the mithril leather glove and observed it carefully for a while. The leather should be some kind of dragon skin... a bit like that of a great dragon.

But he was a little confused about the effect of this equipment. After thinking about it, Hill simply put on the gloves and felt the effect of this equipment directly.

Then his face went black: this is a very rare dwarven artifact, an enhanced version of the Slam Gauntlet, obviously handed by some dwarf god, compared to the popular one in Toril, which is worth 50,000 A masterpiece of gold coins, the level is a little higher.

In addition to the power that the wonder itself can bring, this mithril gauntlet can also double the strength of the user.

Corellon's meaning is obvious: Don't you get tired of knocking dragons? Why do you want to do it yourself?

Even if you have enough strength, there is no need to make yourself so hard, and you have to risk being burned by the corrosive dragon's blood.

He is asking Hill to drink a glass of water that can detoxify and refresh the brain to sober up!

Although Hill could feel Corellon's kindness, he didn't feel happy about it.

His skin...is not necessarily thinner than a dragon's skin!

Let the group of dragons go around the elemental storm and see how many of them can come out intact?

Hill pursed his lips and angrily knocked on the table with his gauntlet: "I am a mage! I am a warlock! I will never walk around with warrior gauntlets!

What's going on in Corellon's head!

Liszt, put this thing in the warehouse! "

"Sir." Liszt was silent for a while before he said, "From the eyes of the elves, you have been trying to hide your power, after all, you were hiding from outsiders when you killed those dragons...

I think the father of the elves just intends to help you. Next time something happens, wearing this gauntlet, no one will think there is any problem with your strength.

However, pouring the wine glass is indeed a bit of a prank. "

Hill said in a daze: "I didn't... I just wanted to trick more idiots into killing..."

If he really wanted to hide, he would definitely not even show the elves!

Not to mention, there is a silly ancient green dragon in the cave! As long as she goes out, Hill's strength cannot be hidden at all.

Wait!

"Liszt... that green dragon won't starve to death, right?" Hill scratched his head, but he took away all of Claugilia Mata's storage rings.

"Sir, Crowgilia Marta is a druid, and she knows how to perform magic." Liszt replied.

"Druid magic can't be used either! Besides, there must be materials for magic. I... seem to have only left some moss for her." Hill said softly, "Lister, let the puppet give it to me. Bring some ready-made meat dishes...and two roast suckling pigs."

Sill didn't think of abusing the captives!

His attitude towards the enemy has always been to kill them directly, and he has never been interested in keeping people tormented.

What's wrong with having that spare time to do?

Hill really forgot that dragons are not pure casters, they need to eat meat.

Although I also have a dragon...

But since he raised livestock in the Sword Mountain Range, Hill has never cared about what Tali ate. There are living puppets everywhere in Aglaia that can help him process food.

It's the same when Tustin is here. As Tai Li's good friend, Hill gave Xiao Jinlong the task of entertaining.

As for Taling, the safety of the enemy is never their concern, so they will not remind them at all.

Hill took the food box from Liszt, walked directly to the cave where Crowgilia Mata was imprisoned, and pushed open the door.

It seems that the green dragon has struggled, and the blood on the fine gold gate is quite obvious.

Hill looked down at the dying green dragon lying on the bottom of the cave and laughed: "If the dragon wants to starve to death, it will take decades, right?"

He threw the small box down, and pressed a condensed water pearl into the cave wall: "The food here is enough for you for a month. If no one comes to redeem you by that time, then there is no need to waste it." My food is gone."

"They... even if they come... they will wait until I'm about to die..." Crowgilia Marta said hoarsely, "and they have to... try to attack... your territory first ...Let's talk again.

But...I...know...it's useless...you actually wrapped the black iron gate with pure gold! Too much money? I can't even break through the black iron door! "

Probably thinking of the point of anger, Crowgilia Mata yelled out the last few words angrily, regardless of her weak body.

Hill hesitated for a moment, then touched the door beside him.

Claugilia Marta seems to think that his door is made of pure gold and iron, and she is so angry that it is not worth using it to shut her dragon. If she knows that it is a pure gold door, will she be mad ?

Sill decided to close the door quietly, and put some black iron layer on the side of the door when he came next time.

Claugilia Marta suddenly asked: "If... I am your mount... can you give me the fine gold on these two doors? The rest... as long as... you can eat enough... ... will do."

The rumbling closed door covered Hill's surprised face: Creatures like dragons are too real, right?

The five-color dragon is a creature that is easy to betray, so if you want to be a human mount, you must sign the giant dragon covenant. This is a loyalty contract witnessed by the nine-headed dragon god.

Crowgilia Mata is considered a very shrewd dragon. It is impossible for her not to know the bounds of being a human mount.

And Hill also made it very clear that as long as the Dragon Sect pays, Hill will let her go.

What about Claudia Matana's great dream of becoming the Lord of Waterdeep?

This bit of fine gold can make her swallow all her past ambitions?

Did Crowgilia Marta say something in a panic? Did she know that both doors were made of pure gold?

Hill walked slowly to the outside of the cave, really missing the natural consciousness.

I hope that when the undead come back, Toril's natural consciousness will also return.

Otherwise, with his level of EQ, he wouldn't even be able to tell the truth from the fake... Hill really thinks that, compared to his past memories, Ou is lucky enough to be able to sense hostility and judge the truth from the false Natural consciousness is his golden finger.

If he relied on himself... he would have been tricked to death long ago.

Otherwise, relying on rough skin and thick flesh to escape death, hide in some deep mountain and old forest and avoid contact with people for the rest of your life.

In this tangled mood, Hill waited until the day when the undead returned to Toril.

For some unspeakable reason, all the undead in Toril are refreshed in the alchemy hall that can be expanded infinitely.

But before that, Hill, who was standing on the terrace, greeted the return of natural consciousness as soon as the dawn appeared.

With infinite joy, he greeted the green light that surrounded him tightly with a sincere heart, and received a cheerful reply.

Although it only conveyed some feelings of missing, Hill is already very satisfied.

It can also express some simple emotions. The damage to Toril's natural consciousness does not seem to be great, and only the magic net is unlucky.

Sill flew to the port, and called Pulvi, who had been cruising here, back: he can finally fly into the sky again.

Instructing the alien whale to float on the top of the space tree, Hill stood in front of the terrace on Purvi's back, welcoming the first batch of undead who walked out of the alchemy hall.

The undead races who quickly took over the task almost ran out of the hall, and then felt the colorful bubbles flying down from the sky.

"Welcome back to Aglaia City!" Hill's voice reached everyone's ears with a smile, "I hope you have a pleasant and comfortable journey this time."

The undead cheered: "Hill ~ Hill ~ the cutest Hill ~"

"Ah! Is this the blessing of the bear? Is this the love we can get?"

"When we reunited after a long absence~ Hill's tender love~"

They have discovered that these floating bubbles are buffs, and everyone can grab one according to their own needs.

Soon they let Hill go, all kinds of shouts rang out on the square, and the undead were communicating which color bubbles have what effect.

Hill...although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, his face was still dark.

Fortunately, he still heard what he wanted to know: how did William explain to the undead that Toril's data sheet was suddenly disconnected and updated.

When the undead gather together, they will definitely discuss this matter.

This guy... When he found something wrong, he asked the God of Time and Space to kick all the players offline, and then blew up his server in the world company of the undead.

As soon as Hill heard it, he knew that the manufacturer of that server must have offended William badly, otherwise he would not have pushed the responsibility to that company.

However, based on Hill's understanding of William, there must have been problems with that company.

Sure enough, what the undead said inside and outside, was that William asked that company to repair the server several times, but because William's company was new to the industry, not only failed to fix it, but was also cheated of a lot of money.

Anyway... William who blew up the server just thought he was unlucky, and finally bought a more expensive server at the auction house. All the repair work is done, and I also updated the information page by the way~IndoMTL.com~William, the style of doing things...is always so informal.

Everyone is very satisfied with the latest plot, but they still want to see the High Forest. The undead really miss the gate of hell.

As Hill was about to return to the castle, he suddenly saw a familiar face.

Erebes, the Princess of Neverwinter, who once came to adventure in the Temple of Baal over the city of Aglea, walked out of the gate of the Temple of Tyr surrounded by several paladins.

Looking at their route, they should be planning to find Lynn.

Princess Erebes saw Hill standing on the back of the alien whale, and seemed to want to say hello to him, but was stopped by the paladin next to her.

People in Silver Shield know very well that skipping Lynn and directly looking for Hill to do things will only get the opposite effect.

The lord of Aglaia is very disgusted with this kind of ultra vires.

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