Compared to the God of Forging and Craftsmanship, the God of Nobility, who is very close to the elves, is more trustworthy. The God of Nobles does not obey the advice of the elves.
Otherwise, if this casting method of killing monsters and extracting souls spreads to the human world, humans will definitely be classified as evil by the will of the world.
Hill could imagine that after humans learn how to do it, they will only use the irrational monsters in the beast tide at first. However, there are so many dangers!
There will definitely be people who will kill those individual monsters who have nothing to do with the world and just want to live their own lives.
And if this is the case, there will be no neutral good camp in this world, and we can only completely turn to evil!
If you don’t want to be thrown into the abyss, the will of the world can only cultivate monsters!
I would rather let the Warcraft kill all humanoid creatures, than the world would be willing to accompany them into the abyss with their depravity!
What did the God of Nobles hear that prevented the God of Forging and Craftsmen from becoming bigger?
The humans at that time would definitely have wanted to obtain the casting methods of the dwarves. After all, at that time, there were even fewer human professionals.
According to the history books, the first human kingdom, Dionisio's territory, began with only a small basin in a valley.
The God of Nobles was able to establish a country, and he also received a lot of help from elves and dwarves.
Hill touched his forehead and slowly thought, when did the God of Nobles become hostile to the God of Forging trained by the dwarves, and firmly suppress the craftsmen under the status of the nobility?
As a demigod, why can the god of casting and craftsman allow his status to become so nihilistic?
The Mage Association and Warlock Tower didn’t exist at that time!
Hill sighed. He felt that the history of mankind has been very chaotic due to the participation of dwarves and elves, but now it seems that there may be others secretly.
Although the God of Nobility was close to the elves at that time, he did not completely surrender to the elves.
The god of forging and craftsmanship who is fully supported by the dwarves, he doesn’t actually have the upper hand, does he?
Maybe the elves are waiting for him to ask for help, and then humans can only become vassals of the elves!
However, I don’t know who helped the God of Nobles and suppressed the God of Forging and Craftsmanship trained by the dwarves, but he did not stay for a long time, otherwise the God of Nobles would not have come back and was won over by the elves again.
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But they are just being co-opted, and humans are still an independent race.
The elves and dwarves could only think of other ways.
Limited by the will of the world, they cannot do more unless humans are willing to fall.
You can only use other methods to seduce human beings into depravity and pursuit of pleasure.
But the beast tide has preserved the high-level combat power of humans.
Elves and dwarves can only take a longer time to consume human vigilance.
Unfortunately, just as the method of slowly corroding human beings had some effect, the God of Time and Space appeared.
Hill was a little happy. The will of the world still favors humans.
Therefore, as long as humans hold on and don't do too many evil things, the will of the world will not allow the monsters to grow rapidly enough to threaten the survival of humans.
Hill looked at the wolves outside through the window of the hut. He wondered whether the white wolf knew this?
Hill sighed and picked up another leather bag.
Then he discovered that this was what Bai Lang really wanted to give him.
An artifact-level seed bag.
As soon as Hill's mental power entered, he saw endless small grids.
Which grid you focus on will show what kind of seed it is, what it is used for, and how to plant it.
If Hill puts seeds in, this artifact will automatically identify the type, put it into a special small grid, and also determine the activity of the seeds.
If a new seed is put in, Hill has to communicate with the artifact and tell him the details of the seed.
The artifact will provide a preliminary planting method. If there are any problems when Hill is planting in the outside world, the artifact will also find a solution based on the inherited memory.
This is an elven druid's artifact.
Hill frowned and communicated carefully.
As an artifact that has been used for many years, he quickly showed that his master, the moon elf druid, did not die at the hands of the wolf god.
But it was true that he was seriously injured after being attacked by a sneak attack. After escaping into the wilderness, he still did not recover.
The demigod druid may have been dead for tens of thousands of years, and apart from his bones, only the artifact remains in silence in the wilderness.
The appearance of his bag is inconspicuous, and no one is interested even if ordinary monsters pass by.
Except for Silver Wolf who is already a demigod.
When the Wolf God wandered over there, he picked up this bag.
But he had no desire to plant it. After confirming that it was a seed bag, he kept it in the warehouse.
Hill was really helpless. Does the goddess of hunting know that her demigod died like this?
At that time, gods could still come to the world. If a demigod died, wouldn't he go find it?
Hill suspected that during that period, even the goddess of hunting might not have fully occupied the voice of the moon elves. Many moon elves were unwilling to have an overly close relationship with these foreign elves.
But after all, the goddess of hunting is the main god, and the Lord of the Moon Elves only obeys her.
So these demigods can only leave the Elf Forest.
So the person who killed him was the Elf God King or someone else?
This makes the moon elves completely unable to become independent.
No matter whether the white wolf understands the will of the world or not, he still stayed here for three full days to take in the wolves that came from all over the place.
Hill had no intention of leaving the hut after that. Even though the white wolf commanded the wolves in the water system to wash away the blood stains and residue on the mountain peak every day, the smell of blood was still so strong that it was terrifying.
The moon seemed to be particularly bright on the last night.
The huge moon hung almost on the top of the mountain, and the squatting giant white wolf's hair turned silver under the moonlight, reflecting the faint light.
He led the pack of wolves that filled the mountain peaks and howled loudly at the moon.
They are describing the sorrow and desolation of the wolf tribe for thousands of years, and their eternal belief in the moon god.
Hill looked at the wolves lying quietly under the moonlight, knowing in his heart that when the sun rises tomorrow, the wolves will set off to find their own territory.
And this place has probably been determined in Bai Lang's mind for a long time.
It's just that he originally wanted to go all the way and collect wolves along the way, but he never expected that there would only be this few high-level wolves after ten thousand years.
Hill waited silently for the first ray of sunshine to gently shine on the top of the mountain, and then put away his hut.
He landed gently next to the white wolf, ignoring the restless wolves peering at him.
The white wolf glanced at Hill, told Hill to tighten his grip, and started running quickly with the pack of wolves.
They headed north resolutely.
After running rapidly for a long time, the wolves stopped in front of a mountain several thousand meters high. The white wolf raised its left front paw and gently tore open a piece of camouflage.
The mountain in front of Hill split into two halves, revealing the long and narrow valley in the middle.
The valley is very long, and with Hill's eyesight, he can barely see the exit on the other side.
The white wolf raised its feet and led the pack slowly into the grass a few meters high.
There were a large number of vultures living on the hillsides on both sides. They stood on high ground and looked at the group of wolves with cold eyes.
However, there were too many wolves, and the vultures circled for a long time before finally swooping down to attack.
In this world where animals are generally becoming gigantic, these vultures only have wingspan of about 3 meters, making it impossible for them to become enemies of wolves.
Birds are not currently on the list of enemies of these beasts.
Flying down will only lead to death.
Birds can live long because they can fly. This is probably why they still maintain their numbers.
Living is the lifelong pursuit of Warcraft.
On the other side of the valley is a prairie with lush water and grass and full of herbivores.
Those vultures can maintain such a large number, probably thanks to the rabbits and voles that are everywhere here.
The arrival of the wolves frightened these timid animals. After living carefree for so long, they finally faced their natural enemies again.
Hill followed the white wolf, looking at the vast and pure grassland, feeling another kind of purity, and his mood calmed down a lot.
The cold wind blowing from the valley blew his long hair, making Hill look back in surprise.
Probably because it had been closed for many years, it was opened for the first time in ten thousand years. Strong winds arose in the valley, and whirlwinds rushed into the grassland one after another.
Bai Lang motioned to Hill to follow him.
His dignified and solemn performance made Hill understand that this should be the territory of the wolf god thousands of years ago.
Before dying together with the abyss, the wolf god completely sealed the prairie.
At that time, the wolf tribe was the overlord of the entire world and had no need for this hiding place. He probably just wanted to leave a thought for his younger brother after a long period of isolation.
Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, it would become the only place where the wolf clan could stay.
The white wolf led the pack step by step, and a silver light gradually rose from his body.
The echoing silver light in the distance told them that this was their destination, the forever home of the wolves.
Hill followed quietly, a new spell emerging in his mind.
He finally embedded the wind runes into the ice and snow storm.
In the past, this spell was like the cold rotating ice and snow, but now, it is like the sharp blade in the tornado.
Hill quietly stared at the spell model in the spiritual sea. He carved a mixed spell in the spiritual sea for the first time.
During this period, no matter how Hill comforted himself, no matter how many benefits he received.
He is still angry and dissatisfied. No one wants to be a tool.
It was also because of this that Hill, who had always been gentle and found it difficult to awaken powerful spells, took the initiative to awaken a forbidden spell-level attack spell for the first time.
Looking at this spell model, it quietly landed on his spell ring, standing between the wind and water elements. Hill knew that as long as he returned to the territory, he could consider advancing to legend.
At the same time, he also mastered another spell, the Ice Cone Technique: blowing a fan-shaped icy wind forward, freezing enemies within a hundred meters.
Hill laughed softly. He really felt that he was a very interesting person now.
This chapter has been completed!