Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 702: Isn’t that a dead magic goddess?
Although I don't know who Flan is hiding from, Hill thinks the tone of the two dragons is a bit weird. They probably know something... It's obviously Hill, but there are a lot of strange tones...
Besides, why did Faran make the point that Goren's Claws would deal with him? So the elders of the black dragon don't? Those two dragons were obviously not afraid of these powerful Taikoo dragons.
At first glance, there is a dragon behind it.
Just as Purvi entered the gray fog, an angry dragon roar came from the city behind him: "Roar! Damn Flange!"
Hill looked at his grandfather silently: Is that a female dragon? Why was my grandfather always looked upon by... non-humans?
Fran grabbed his head and didn't let him look back: "The idea of black dragons is very strange, they like to create powerful dragonborn... It's not an emotional entanglement, who changed, as long as enough Strong, they will come to you.
Since I and the elders of the Heilong family... um... draw, they always come to harass me. Otherwise, I wouldn't put away the magic tower as soon as I left my residence, just to make it easier to move at any time.
Didn't you hear her? She was just cursing at me, not necessarily trying to find me.
If there is really any emotional dispute, are you really stupid to be those two black dragons? They are lazy, not mentally retarded. "
Hill pouted: "What a pity..."
Pulvi fell to the surface of the water, and a small ball of light appeared beside Hill: "Hill... The storm in the air is bigger than in the water, I'd better swim out!"
Hill glanced in surprise: "Huh? So the dragons can't get out because they want to fly?"
The Black Dragon spoke so close to him, of course Hill heard it.
"No~ Hill." Purvi smiled and floated a few times in the light ball, "Did you forget what you put behind the magic tower?"
Fran, who has been looking at the whale's soul, said silently: "So...there is another space inside this whale? But he does look like a living creature, how did you do it?"
Hill laughed: "Pulvey, let's go down!"
The patio they were on slowly shrunk and spun before sinking directly into the whale.
Fran looked at the large balcony parked on the top floor of the Magic Tower with a familiar feeling: Hill really likes the terrace.
He looked at the apparently enlarged space inside the whale, and then looked up at the top of his head: Except for the skeleton, is there not even a large vertebra in the body?
Hill took Fran into the study, and Fran's eyes lit up instantly: It seems that Hill did not intend to entertain outsiders in this magic tower. This study occupies almost half of the space on the top floor, a room with a height of eight meters. Inside, there are tall bookshelves everywhere, filled with books, most of which are magic books.
Farland narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, no wonder Hill said that Toril is a world with many types of spells... This is the paradise of mages!
Hill grabbed her grandfather, who was about to go to the bookshelf: "First go and see the baby who helped Purvi to resist the space storm...
Although Purvi's body was doped with a part of adamantine gold, it is not a three-meter thick adamantine plate after all. Only those exceeding that level can resist the elemental storm created by this law.
In fact, I also ignored it. After all, to me, the gray fog in the outside space is not harmful at all, and it is far from the end of the world in Trahir.
Purvey didn't say a word to me either..."
"Because it's blocked!" The transparent little whale interjected in disapproval.
"Tell me next time...otherwise, how can I strengthen you?
This time it was a space storm, so I blocked it. What if I encounter something else next time? I thought that if you had enough defense, you didn't plan on leaving only a skeleton.
Okay, I'm going to talk to my grandfather about how I made a creature into my ship. Are you going to sit in and help me make up the omission? said Hill slowly.
"I remember, I'll say it next time." The small ball of light quickly disappeared in front of Hill.
Hill smiled at the puzzled Fran: "Pulvi is fine anywhere, but he's just a little vain... He doesn't like asking people for help, and shows his powerlessness.
So sometimes I have to remind him that something has to be told to me.
Although Liszt is also in charge of the ship at the same time, he will only look at what happens when Purvi needs to mobilize the energy spar. "
Taking Flange as a floating ladder, Hill introduced the ins and outs of this otherworldly whale to his grandfather.
"It sounds like your life in Toril is quite colorful." Fran smiled, "That's not bad, I've been worried about your fighting ability.
You can't use brute force all the time, can you? You are a legal profession, so be careful. "
Hill is a little guilty...he's not just using brute force, is it?
With a shaved head, he can pretend to be a Dragon Arhat.
Fortunately, they had reached the secret room on the ground floor at this moment, and Fran's attention was all attracted by the gleaming light door behind the door, completely ignoring the unease on Hill's face.
"Is this the gate of the demi-plane?" Farran exclaimed in amazement. "Can it still be placed in a boat that moves at will?"
After masters control the rules, they can indeed occupy a half plane, but they basically attach it to the back of a certain world. Of course, those with stronger abilities will basically attach it to the outer plane, or some other plane. Those who specialize in elements put it in the elemental plane, and then can open a door to the demiplane at any time.
The outer planes are connected outside of all universes, so you don't need to worry about going to other worlds and you won't be able to open the door. As long as you have mana, you can return to your own outer planes. Family.
Some more powerful mages, such as the old monsters like Elminster, his demi-plane can be regarded as the planet of the outer planes, and he can even open the door from here to all those with his own mark. world.
It's no nonsense to travel the entire universe in one day.
But running around with a demi-plane... Fran never thought of that.
"Pulvi is an alien whale." Hill said with a smile, "His bones are innately capable of resonating with the void, so he can install demiplanes.
I've tried magic boats made from other materials, but none of them work. "
Fran stared at Hill: "Half a plane, you can meet more than one?"
"It's not the qualified kind. It's too small. It's equivalent to three times the size of Purvi's body. It's okay to make a storage space. It's meaningless to live as a mage." Said, "But if it can be made part of the magic ship, it will make sense, after all, it can allow ordinary people to live and survive.
Unfortunately no, I have already sealed it up, and I will exchange with William for the best space spar in the future. “
Fran nodded, so small is really meaningless to the mage. To make a half plane successfully, the resources needed are not a small amount. It is good for a normal mage to have one.
His grandson, everything is fine, but when he talks, he seems to be showing off his wealth... But this is indeed his daily life.
I don't know if I've ever been beaten for something like this in Toril.
Hill put his hand on the gate of the demi-plane and slowly sensed it. It was the demi-plane that was absorbing the energy of the void, which made Purvi much less stressed.
"I thought it would take two years to complete the evolution of the demi-plane! I didn't expect to be so lucky to encounter an accelerator!" Hill said with wide eyes, "Pulvi, you can feel yourself still How much void energy can I absorb? I can judge the time when the lower half plane is fully formed."
"It's almost enough time to swim outside." Purvey's voice sounded, "The speed of absorption is much slower than when you came in."
Hill calculated silently, turned his head to face the strange-looking Fran and said, "Then it's almost five months, and my grandfather shouldn't leave in a short time, right?
Grandfather? Why are you looking at me like that? "
Fran shook his head helplessly: "I almost forgot the days when I was dominated by your three words 'good luck'... I really relived my old dream, eating sour plums in an instant..."
Hill looked sideways at Flan, who had used Trahir's colloquial expression to express envy and hatred, and smiled.
Fran was so happy to see him, he was joking!
"Grandfather... help me get the half-plane's magic circle!" Hill took the opportunity to speak.
"I'll learn from Toril's side first." Fran said ambiguously, he wouldn't promise Hill right now, or the kid wouldn't work hard for sure.
Hill scratched his head, okay, this sentence is enough, as long as he provides enough good materials, he doesn't believe that Frank will not be tempted.
"Let's go back to the study!" Fran pushed Hill, and half a year later, there were no books to attract him, "Then you also copy the books I collected in Abel and other worlds, knowledge If it is not outdated, even if it is useless, it has the meaning of warning oneself.”
"Grandfather...Long time no see, shouldn't I talk about my experience in the past few years?" Hill reluctantly took Flange back to the floating ladder~IndoMTL.com~ What can I say? Encountering things, solving things, isn't that the process of traveling?
As long as you live well, don't you? Fran glanced at Hill and said calmly, "I don't think there is anything that can have a beautiful and moving story with the undead mixed in." "
Hill opened his mouth and closed it silently.
What happened at midnight...let's not tell my grandfather...Farland never cared about the gods anyway.
And he is somewhat more like an arcanist who only knows elemental magic, memorizing spell models and optimizing this model, which was originally his daily routine.
Only one point must be emphasized: "Grandfather, Toril can't use legendary spells now... The primary magician can use it casually, and the intermediate one can barely use it. If you use it too much, it may cause a space storm."
Fran turned back in surprise: "Isn't it just a goddess of magic who died? Why is the world still downgraded?"