Chapter 1284 There was a loud sound in the sky, and Wenjian made his debut
The 'young master' looked down at the tablet, then simply jumped onto the bow of the ship and slid towards the sea along his clawed legs.
A huge crab slightly emerged from the sea and caught the small body. At this moment, its sharp and terrifying front claws were tightly closed and stretched out towards his back, creating a very safe place for the 'young master'.
small space.
'Young Master' didn't care at all about the strange blue light on the terrifying spikes on the crab claws beside him, and casually grabbed one to immobilize his body: "Kuni, we are getting ready for war~ Are you ready, everyone?"
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The enemy may be very strong this time, otherwise Lao Gou wouldn't keep asking you to protect your own safety. He should be about the same level and number as us, so he would say this.
Old dogs are always like this, saying bad things first.
In this way, if there are still problems when the time comes, we can't blame him, we can only blame ourselves for not being careful.
But... Tsk, what the hell is cautiousness? Why should I pay so much attention to him?
Hum~ So, why do you have to take the initiative to join the war?
I actually don’t want to. Look at Heimei, she protects even the little pigs and lambs so well~
Why do you have to face such a big danger? If... something happens to any of the little crabs, how can I go back to Trasil to see their parents!"
Cooney moved in the water, and a string of bubbles flew out of the sea: "My friend, sometimes I don't know how to deal with your ignorance.
You don't understand the talent of the embroidered crab as well as that old snow dog!
Having a companion space where we can escape in times of crisis is almost equivalent to not dying for us... Otherwise, why do you think our ancestors would let a young crab make a contract with you?
If they can still die like this, then... In Trasil, it is estimated that none of them will survive to adulthood, and they all deserve to die.
A crab who can't do anything he thinks of, might as well die early and be reincarnated as a turtle."
"What do you mean?" the 'Master' asked puzzledly, "Isn't what I'm most proud of is that I have never let a crab encounter a life-or-death crisis? Why do I need to find out what you will do when death is imminent?"
"Tsk~" Cooney threw out a bunch of blisters again, "It's useless to tell you. Anyway, you just remember that even if our bodies are completely destroyed, our lives will still be there.
I just have to grow up again.
This talent actually depends entirely on fate. After all, if we escape, we can only appear nearby... If the opponent does not spare any corner, then the crabs in the juvenile stage have no chance of survival.
Therefore, we used to live by absorbing as much toxin as possible, and no one would survive by relying on such a rare talent.
But if you follow the undead, this is not a problem~ The companion space is the best support.
Huh... forget it, you really don't ask about the cause and effect of something that didn't happen. You choose the person you choose.
You'd better put on your armor quickly! The one you can use underwater."
"Okay~" The 'young master' tilted his head cutely, and took out a set of light blue water armor from the small bag. As soon as he put the small helmet on, a blister covered his whole body.
"The water armor can make the water-proof bubble last for an extra hour. Now I can squat under the water for 8 hours~" 'Master' estimated the BUFF time on his body, "William is so boring, why do you need to buy us a water bubble?"
Breathing time!
Tsk, what kind of world is this? We can't live as comfortably as those skeletons."
"The skeleton has no animal companions, so just shut up!" Cooney waved his paws and plunged into the seabed.
Near Wenjian's dozen or so luxurious and magnificent ships, tens of thousands of embroidered crabs closely followed Kuni's footsteps and rushed to the bottom of the sea with their masters.
A huge, nearly 100-meter-tall hydra appeared on the coast of Chult... Hydera rarely showed his true appearance. He put his long tail on the beach, and his nine huge heads stared at Chult.
Various creatures living on the Erte Peninsula.
Almost at this moment, a loud bang resounded deafeningly in the sky of Chult, ringing in the ears of all creatures in Toril.
The screams of humans and the howls of animals also sounded all over the world at the same time... No matter what kind of creature they were, they all got a clear message in their hearts at this moment: Toril's sky was broken.
Then there was a continuous 'boom-boom-boom', and finally turned into a 'crackling'... After the first crack appeared in the sky like tempered glass, under the crazy attack of the big snake, it first appeared
Circles of cracks continued to expand outward, and then turned into countless debris, sliding directly to the ground.
The sky in Toril really cracked open completely.
Wild winds and rain, the earth collapsed, and endless flying sand and rocks swept towards the continent of Faerûn at the same time. Although most countries and cities had already made preparations...but those living in the wilderness and high mountains could only resist this on their own.
Disaster.
This is the reason why the mortals of Toril are still willing to live in the town even if they are squeezed and can only survive.
Natural and man-made disasters are too frequent. If you want to survive, you have to rely on the strong to survive.
Hill turned to look at Chult, who looked like the bottom of a vacuum cleaner, with a solemn expression: AO really didn't care at all and allowed the world to be severely damaged.
It seems that he must wait until the road of destiny is over before he is willing to come out and end it.
"Are we going back to Aglaia?" Fran asked him softly, "The work here is almost completed, except for the interior decoration, which can be completed later."
Hill shook his head: "I have opened the highest stage of Aglaia's Mystery Lock before leaving. Unless those three officially start a war, there will be no problem.
The damage this time was mainly caused by the hurricanes blowing from the sky. Aglaia was not close to Chult, the main breaking point, so it could be resisted by the Mystery Lock.
Instead, here..."
He lowered his head and looked at the hidden town under the floating island: "The main defense of the mithril elves is in the center of the forest, and the defense here in the town is not very strong.
Last time, when Toril collapsed, nothing happened here, just because of good luck.
After all, we are at the Spine of the World."
Hill smiled and took out his magic book: "This time, you don't have to just look at luck."
Fran looked at Hill's actions and the undead below who rushed out of the room and looked at the sky worriedly, and suddenly sighed: "When did you run out of luck?
Look at your magic book..."
He touched the crystal ball in his hand, thinking about his life and death, searching for the source of power in various planes... It was only through the accumulation of bit by bit that he built his crystal ball to the point where it is now.
However, Hill’s magic book!
After he observed it carefully, he simply couldn't understand how someone could create such a powerful artifact just sitting at home!
Although in terms of damage, this magic book may not be as good as his crystal ball, in terms of defense and auxiliary power, it is comparable, but in terms of comprehensiveness... the crystal ball cannot compare.
Hill was looking at the hidden town that was protected by the forest array and smiled. He felt the sour taste in the French language and turned to look at his grandfather: "Well... it's just that when I was constructing the magic system, I happened to do the last
The right choice.”
Then he couldn't help but laugh, and his beautiful big eyes blinked lightly: "That's why I have such a good result because of the solid foundation of my structure!"
Fran thought for a while and then said: "That's true, but this construction method is only suitable for you. After all, it relies on the resonance of several magics to randomly appear a characteristic.
The word random is simply a nightmare for many people.
Especially the alchemist.
As long as you are betting on random characteristics, whose warehouse is not a pile of garbage?"
Hill cannot answer this question. The random attributes he plays may not be suitable for him, but basically there will be no situation where he can only control the warehouse.
Although the defense methods in other places in Toril were different, they were well prepared and still withstood the first round of the cosmic storm.
Chult, in the center of the hurricane, is in crisis.
The tornado composed of primordial power on the flame peaks shook violently for several minutes before completely dissipating under the impact of the violent hurricane that rushed straight down from the sky.
Edna's cloud house was swept directly by the hurricane and rushed out of Chult.
No one knows who the Mystra inside is now or whether she is safe.
But the archmages of Halrua and Amn, no one had the energy to discuss this issue... I don't know if it was because the flame peaks had locked him up for too long. Before Dendel rushed out of Toril, the huge snake tail
First, he whipped the big volcano hard, and then whipped the dimensional space under the iron gate into pieces.
The magma that erupted directly from the earth's veins and shot straight into the sky was nothing, but the space turbulence and countless space cracks caused by the Serpent of the Night made the archmages panic.
I don't know how many mages were caught off guard and fell directly into the space cracks, and they didn't know where they were going.
Although Manx was not affected, she followed the figure of a bald mage into one of the cracks.
On the contrary, the cat-headed god and crocodile-headed man in the crater rushed into the hurricane that carried the cloud house and hit outside Chult in time.
