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Chapter 363 Helping others is also helping yourself

 Then, Hill quickly observed some people who were in better condition.

But the so-called good means that the clothes fit reasonably well, but he is still horribly thin...the kind of skin and bones that those girls in his past who were crazy about losing weight dreamed of.

On the other hand, the younger children look fine.

It seems that only a small number of people over the age of 8 still look healthy, and their clothes begin to look different from others.

The reason why Hill was able to conclude that the child was 8 years old was that children who had not yet shown their magical aptitude by this period could basically say goodbye to the path of becoming a mage.

Of course there are people who suddenly mutate, but the general public won't think so much about it.

Among adults, only those who wear mage robes...even just linen-like apprentice robes...look decent.

It seems that although the mage apprentice who cannot enter the magic tower cannot bring his family into this town, he himself can stay here.

If you meet a child who still has some conscience... there will always be some. Hill estimates that there will be many villages composed of these apprentices' families in the fringe territory near the Mage Tower.

This is quite realistic.

It’s just that the more I look at it, the more normal it becomes.

If Asmodeus hadn't insisted on using his wife's name, then Hill probably wouldn't have been able to determine who tricked the world into being like this.

And mortals in this world don’t pray.

Hill squatted under the town and observed for a long time. People without mage qualifications were not even qualified to kneel down to the goddess. They could only watch from a distance as the apprentices walked into the assembly hall every morning to offer their loyalty.

Hill didn't understand it at first, but he understood it when he was sure that there was no existence of knights in this world.

For Asmodeus, all he needs is to give Bissozea a world that can ignite the divine fire... and the souls and wills of so many mages who place all their hopes on Bissozea are definitely enough.

As for what happens next, isn’t there a purer Trasil next to him?

Not to mention, Trasil also has an Elf God-King with absolutely pure blood!

Others are afraid of Corellon and the World Tree, but Asmodeus is not afraid, especially if he wants to take action, he will naturally do it when he is ready.

Hill suddenly blinked... If Asmodeus really let Asmodeus devour Azuth, the result would definitely be much worse than now.

At least he might not have enough time to explore the world.

Azuth is condensed with very complete laws and divine priesthood... Moreover, as one of the most powerful mage in the past, the God of Mage's understanding of various laws is almost perfect. Asmo

Tiers can grow quickly without even having to organize it himself.

But most of Gaia fell into the hands of Rose, but the laws of Cronus, who had just awakened, were not complete at all... Without Uronos holding up a sky above his head, Cronus

Si is actually more like a powerful Titan.

After Asmodeus devours them, he will definitely supplement a lot of the laws that he has not obtained, especially a deeper understanding of the original power... But the three together cannot keep up with the one who once and Mist

Azuth, who was inseparable and shared everything.

When he was in Oaises, he was still thinking about how long it would take for Asmodeus to finish devouring Cronus. Now Hill could only smile bitterly: The law of cause and effect in the fantasy world is too great.

Too much to make you sweat.

The moment he chose to let nature take its course and let the little girl exist safely in his territory, he made the most beneficial decision for his Trasil.

Otherwise, if Toril really goes back to the original history, Midnight will definitely suffer a second disaster... The only one who has done nothing, Azuth, who is just trying to mend the suppressing magic network, will definitely be destroyed by the sudden collapse of the magic network.

The web pops up.

Hill is not too nervous now, after all, he still has plenty of time.

After all, the most important thing for Asmodeus is to get to Heaven Mountain.

Before that thing is completed, the so-called goddess Bissozeya is just a puppet of nothingness.

Hill pressed his fingers, gently tapped his chest, which was beating violently as he thought about those old events, and quietly continued to observe the situation on the ground.

After observing these people for a long time, combined with the auras of those mages some time ago, he finally slowly concluded a subtle result: people in this world, regardless of their status, all have a unified flavor.

Although it is a bit incredible, even the nine-ring mage has it.

The smell on him is indeed the weakest and most insubstantial, but it's still there.

Even if the connection with the elemental world is severed, the wind will not deceive him...it will only give him the truth, not to mention that the smell comes from plants.

Hill didn't need to think before he turned his attention to black taro.

It is true that strong people will definitely not eat this cheapest thing, but they are not born strong.

And even for Kayo, who grew up in the Magic Tower, the smell on his body is quite obvious... It seems that the main food of most people in this world is basically black taro.

At most, he can eat more kinds of food than others, rather than not eating that kind of food at all.

But the smell on Kayo is similar but a little different.

How can I put it...it just lacks a fishy smell.

The people in the attached town have a very fishy smell, and Jerry's two smells are a bit in the middle.

Later, the auras of the mages who entered the magic tower intermittently were basically between Jerry and Kayo.

The black taro grown in the Magic Tower may have a different name, but the material is still the same.

Also, since this world can only replenish the nutrients in the soil by summoning meteorites, no matter how big the family is, it is impossible to provide normal food to everyone in the magic tower.

Hill couldn't help but pursed his lips.

He never thought in his life that he would have to apply Houttuynia Cordata on himself.

Eh~

Although he complained repeatedly, Hill still observed carefully for a few more days...especially those who were obviously nobles in the past and moved into the Mage Town after relying on their families to enter the Tower of Despair. They were lucky enough to see it.

A few young wizards came back to see their families.

It is probably because the Tower of Despair's meteorite summoning results were very satisfactory this time, so many people took a vacation.

This made Hill observe more calmly.

He could even tell the subtle differences in the scents of these mages based on the different tattoos on their noble families.

Although he didn't know whether the so-called Tower of Sea really relied on these smells to distinguish itself from outsiders, Hill definitely didn't want to be discovered because of a moment of indiscretion.

He also tried hard to remember the accents of these people's voices and the various nostalgia for his old hometown.

It sounds like these nobles, who were originally quite wealthy, have been unable to sustain themselves in the past one or two hundred years, and have had to sell their territories to those mage towers.

According to the habits of nobles, hundreds of years are not enough time for them to forget the glory of the past, so they can really talk about it.

Hill slowly carved out their words in the spiritual sea...and then discovered another thing, their only enemy was themselves.

There are also wild beasts in this world, but only those who can barely survive by eating dirt are left.

Because the land where black taro can be grown is basically occupied by mages.

Carnivores seemed to have become particularly aggressive towards humans due to the disappearance of herbivores, and were finally jointly punished by all the magic towers led by the Tower of Theia. That was all tens of thousands of years ago. They mentioned

When I saw it, I just sighed a few times about the legendary edible meat.

The monsters that eat soil have basically mutated horribly, with no meat to eat at all, and they are all far away from humans, so basically no one cares about them.

Hearing this, Hill could only sneer... Animals are the ones most likely to mutate in crises.

But they can also understand better who is their real enemy.

Rather than cannibalism, what really drives animals to extinction is their resentment towards the so-called goddess Bissozea, right?

Although the mages have been brainwashed thoroughly, they are not stupid enough. If you observe them for a while, you will naturally become suspicious.

So, we just made a Tower of Sea, right?

Even though he knew that this world did not belong to him, Hill felt a trace of disgust from the bottom of his heart.

He squeezed his hand again, reminding himself not to show such undue emotions due to his natural nature.

Hill now wants to slowly transform himself into a person in this world.

He turned around and looked at the Tower of Despair ten thousand meters away, then resolutely turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The earth panted slowly in front of him. Even though it knew that Hill could walk freely in the dirt, the earth still hoped to make him walk more comfortably.

Hill stretched out his hand and touched it gently: "I will help you. When I help you, I am helping myself. Don't worry!"

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When the sun set for the 12th time, which seemed normal but had no effect at all, Hill finally found the Tower of Darkness.


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