Liszt suddenly turned around and rushed to Hill: "Wait a minute! I remember that you gave the elves a lot of weird bombs?"
“What does it matter? It won’t explode all around us, right?”
"Shut your mouth, can you? Sir!" Liszt panicked and couldn't even maintain the housekeeper etiquette he always insisted on. "Damn it! I have to prepare some supplies to put into various levels of space equipment!
As long as it’s not a demon-free universe, there’s always something that can be used!”
Hill couldn't help but slap his lower lip, with a sneer on his face, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, it won't be a world without demons.
The existence of the universe is different. If the opponent does not accept it, he will fight back if he encounters an unlucky person... Generally speaking, the reverse is also possible."
"I don't need you to speak out, sir." Liszt was already furious, "I'm worried about the demiplane! Where is my core still in it!
What if... Bah!”
He quickly disappeared in front of Hill, but Hill already understood what he wanted to say... The existence of a demiplane is probably not available in a low-demon world... Even if it is just an entrance, it takes a little time to open it.
Energy.
However, this energy consumption is not felt at all in the high-demon world. In the low-demon world, a large amount of energy crystals may be accumulated to activate it.
The low magic world has a high demand for energy...so basically crystals can only be used as a means of casting spells. Even a great mage like Hill who casts spells without consumables must use energy crystals if he wants to use more advanced magic.
Stone, otherwise, it will consume the mana and spiritual power in the body.
The lifespan of mages in the low-demon world is not as long as that of the high-demon world, which is also related to the fact that they simply do not have enough energy to strengthen their bodies.
Normally speaking, the older a mage is, the more valuable he is... The archmage who is about to die and has no intention of turning into a lich is the most frightening, because he is a being who can die with the gods.
But for archmages in low-demon worlds, the threat is not that high. Self-destruction, a method of dragging enemies to death, can only deal with enemies of the same level or below.
Liszt is not worried that Hill will encounter problems if he falls into some troublesome world. After all, even if he temporarily needs to adapt to the environment and cannot cast spells, Hill can still pretend to be a powerful warrior.
But he was worried that if he couldn't get out, and there was no puppet to take care of Hill's life, Hill, who was used to being the boss, would become a real bear.
Not long after, puppets of different levels appeared in the study, each holding several storage tools of the same level as themselves.
Hill, who said the wrong thing, could only hold his breath and watch the figure of the tower spirit running in the magic tower, with an innocent look on his face... Unfortunately, Liszt had no intention of looking at it.
"According to the laws of the universe, you will be given one minute to take back these unusable things." Liszt, who had finally taken care of things, said with a forbearing look, "Sir, please remember to send the unusable puppets back in time."
Face! When the time comes, I will instruct them to cultivate land and build houses in the demiplane!
I have all the drawings.
well……"
He glanced at Hill again: "Sir, please maintain the caution you were in Toril, okay?"
Hill nodded cautiously: "I will be very careful."
"Pulvi...should be fine, right?" Liszt raised his head and glanced at the top of the tower, "A soul creature like him can exist as long as it has magic power!"
Hill waved the drawing on his hand: "I will build a carriage according to the style of that world or... I remember, some worlds have actually reached the stage of steam magic?
Then can I get an armored vehicle out?"
Liszt sneered, and just as he was about to speak, a terrible explosion sounded in their ears... "MD! It's really nearby!"
The magic tower shook violently, and Hill couldn't help but look at the situation outside the whale through the monitoring device that was still there: "Ah! A Dabas rushed in! Behind him was a female elf using healing magic... As expected, they
Got together.
They rushed over there without even looking at me! It seems they know where the person they are looking for is!
After Wendy found the box about Ioska, did she get in touch with the elf princess inside?"
“Sir!” Liszt suddenly shouted, “Did you make a bomb out of the space crystal and give it to the moon elves?”
"Huh?" Hill looked at him in confusion, "There are so many random elemental bombs, how can I remember which one is which?"
"Ha~" Liszt sneered, "I don't believe you haven't seen that the queen is still throwing bombs everywhere! The maze is already unstable, and as soon as the endless space blade comes out... you have thought of it a long time ago, right?
That’s why it is said that Purvi’s health cannot be saved!
You...must have known what was going to happen when you saw Wendy!"
Hill tried hard to keep the chair floating in mid-air from being affected by the violent shaking: "Ah... I just suddenly realized that the types of bombs are too complicated, and even I can't guess what the results will be... But this
, I still half hope that she won’t use it!
There are elves and gods outside!
Who knows if Queen Moonflower still has the madness to return to the Kingdom of God with her daughter’s soul even if they die together!
Eh~ She really hates Ms. Pain!
I found that the bombs were very effective, but I didn’t plan to keep any of them.”
The rumbling explosion resounded throughout the universe, and Hill tried his best to maintain the defense of the magic tower... Even if he was thrown out, he had to hear the result before he dodges!
Fortunately, he still heard it.
First there was a roar that almost sounded in his ears: "Sigil! No! Charybdis! I'm back alive!"
The cold, metal-like female voice sounded arrogantly: "Ms. Pain, you are never afraid of any challenge.
Idiot, I'll wait for you in Sigil."
A huge figure appeared above the maze... The Lady of Pain, with her long brocade robe hovering in the air, was a dazzling tall beauty.
She has an exquisite appearance and an aura of divine serenity. She has no hair, but a ring of steel blades, lips as black as ink powder, and resolute yellow eyes.
She curled her fingers into the black claws and swiped downwards in the air. Countless sharp knives of different shapes appeared in the maze, spinning rapidly, trying to cut everything in their path into pieces.
The last thing Hill felt was a loud, metallic scream... Ms. Pain did not intend to let anyone in the maze go, even though the half-collapsed maze had thrown out countless figures.
Of course, Ioskar, who was wearing a white robe, also noticed this. He had a sarcastic smile on his handsome face and waved his hands vigorously... Doors of light appeared inside and outside the maze.
Windy, the wind god, grabbed the flying cloak behind his white robe, and blew the strong wind in tacit cooperation, sending the unlucky ghosts who were holding their heads and screaming because of the terrifying howl of the pain lady into the light gates one after another.
Hill, who had been nervously defensive, suddenly raised his hand and let the strong wind blow his magic tower towards a certain light door... The half of the whale's body that was still there had been completely destroyed when Lady Pain took action.
He finally saw what he wanted to see...the Elf Queen, holding two lifelike daughters made into statues, following Ioska with a sad look on her face, her clothes were ragged, her hair was messy, and her face was
There were countless blood marks on his body.
Beside her, there was a man in a gorgeous robe holding a flower pot - with a big sign with Iosca's name floating strangely on his head.
That should be the only Dabas who converted, the innocent, cute and stubborn Mr. Fair.
The only extraordinary priest in Sigil.
It is probably his help that allowed the Sorrow Queen to survive such a terrible explosion.
It’s finally a good ending... Even the two princesses can only be reunited with their father, brothers and sisters in the Kingdom of God, and can no longer touch real flowers and trees, or smell the real fragrance of flowers and plants.
Hill sighed, he didn't need to worry about others... Where was he going to be teleported to?
It took so long!
The last time such a long transmission channel was when walking from Trasil to Gernes... He remembered Corellon saying that it spanned more than billions of light years and traveled through countless universes.
Ultra-long-distance stargate.
Could it be that... Hill is actually a little worried in his heart... Is it possible that he is such a lovely and kind-hearted mage who doesn't mind other people's business, but no world is willing to accept his past?
It’s not like the undead were really following him!
Corellon had originally planned to take them to Toril!
The responsibility definitely does not lie with him, an innocent person!
Hish…I didn’t even mention that I might be a plunderer of treasures and artifacts that made AO lose his hair…I’m really dissatisfied.
Anyway, Liszt had returned to the demiplane, and Purvi stayed in his skull without daring to move. Hill licked his lower lips and tentatively said: "It doesn't matter what kind of world it is, as long as there are flowers and grass.
Just trees...I don't care about the level of magic power.
Furthermore, I promise not to bring the undead with me!
So, which big brother or sister can you do me a favor?
I really don’t want to keep drifting like this anymore...oh~
Thank you for your trust, I will definitely keep my promise~”
Hill felt his eyes light up as a light yellow stone door inlaid with gold wire appeared in front of the magic tower and opened the door generously to him.
The magic tower rotated and was sucked in.
Hill couldn't help but squint his eyes and smile...it's still the earth-based world that loves him the most!
Then he quickly froze.
The energy pool of the magic tower was reduced by more than half almost instantly, and most of its functions were sealed... Circles of transparent light appeared on the puppets in front of him, those above the extraordinary level.
Not even a few level 16s!
Hill threw all these things into the demiplane in a flash of lightning. He didn't even have time to explain to Liszt again, and could only watch as the light gate of the demiplane completely dimmed.
