Hill couldn't help but tilted his head... Even though he had tried his best to be perfect, he could still see the difference when Lansendre's true body came.
Only a real big peacock can have that divine, beautiful and flawless feeling.
Lansendre flew with the statue peacock for a while before dragging it back to the ground.
It was also obvious that a wing covered the statue.
The big peacock turned to look at Hill and asked in an unusually happy tone: "My little Hill, is this a gift for me?"
"Where's your face? Lansendre?" Selune couldn't help but say, "This look is what Hill did for himself!"
This peacock statue is actually more like the guardian of the magic tower.
Many magicians will add something similar to their magic tower... For example, many powerful magicians in Toril like to tie a dragon to their home.
After all, a strange object that can compete with a giant dragon requires not only powerful enough materials, but also a super strong ability to create strange objects.
This is not an ability that everyone has.
Therefore, most mages still prefer to use violence to suppress a dragon.
It's just bad virtue, and they don't care.
This big peacock is obviously a pioneer in fighting evil... similar to Hill's oil painting, but more focused.
Therefore, the intensity of fighting evil is also stronger.
Of course, it can have such a powerful effect because this sun peacock does have some of the colors of Ransander.
As gods, they actually understand that this kind of creation is basically an accidental flash of inspiration.
Even Hill can't make another statue like this sun peacock... The appearance may be exactly the same, but the aura is difficult to copy.
That's why Selune mocked Lansander like this.
Normally, he should have asked Hill if he could make another one for him.
Then Lansander will add divine power to the peacock himself... That way, it will probably be more perfect than the one held by Hill.
"What do you know?" Lansander gave her a mocking look.
Hill moved slightly: I don’t know why, but Lansander’s sarcasm is even stronger when he transforms into a peacock.
Maybe it's because Doudouyan is more aggressive?
Anyway, that kind of look that is three parts mocking and three parts contemptuous, and even four parts provocative, really deserves a beating.
The big peacock waved its wings: "How can a guy like you who only knows how to hit with a hammer know what art is?
Also, you can only see white and silver-blue in your eyes, how can you understand the beauty of color matching!
How can this kind of natural aura be matched by a little divine power?
Tsk~”
His contemptuous eyes made Selune's hands glow with a slight silver light.
Hill quickly intervened in the exchange... He didn't want to cause any commotion because of his temptation.
Although he took advantage of his friends a little, Hill didn't have any bad intentions.
He just wants to know if, when his mouth is sealed, someone happens to ask him about other things, which may even affect some future things, and he will not be able to respond.
This is important to Hill.
He doesn't have to interfere with other people's fate... but he must know the extent to which he is silenced.
Otherwise, what if someone takes advantage of his inability to speak to do or say something detrimental to him?
He had to think of a way to deal with it in advance.
Especially, after his prophetic ability was discovered... the fact that he was suddenly silenced can also be used as a kind of proof.
Don't tell me that he can change the subject by mentioning other things.
If you have a calculated plan, you can always force him into a blind corner.
Fortunately, fate always favors him.
When the topic is brought up by someone else...even the protagonist in Destiny...Hill can handle it normally.
But Hill also understands that it is best not to use this approach too often.
No matter what you do, it will become bad if you do it too much.
But if you do it occasionally, it can still work wonders.
At least, no one will find him easy to deal with, which is good.
He slightly narrowed his big eyes, smiled crookedly, and had two small dimples on his cheeks: "Does Lansander like this peacock so much?
However, this is indeed the most perfect one I have ever made!
It’s okay to give them to you, but you have to help me apply some divine power to the others...Selene is right, I want to use them to control the tower."
Hill never lies.
He indeed plans to add this big peacock to several of his magic towers.
After all, no matter which world he is in, the sun always favors him... Although Toril's sun is not good, the sun itself does not have much brilliance.
The real brilliance is Ransendall.
Tsk~ No matter how you put it, it sounds a bit ridiculous that the Sun God doesn’t even have the vocation of Glory of the Dawn.
No wonder Amaunata went to the God of Law, and no wonder Kassuth regarded him as a kindred spirit... How could a blazing burner be like the sun?
The sun is a symbol of light and heat!
The sun with only half its power...tsk tsk tsk~
Forget it, he's got all the benefits, so don't get to the bottom of it.
Anyway, the Sun Peacock on Hill's Magic Tower has extra bonuses.
Including, this messy dual-core world.
No matter how confused he is, Lansendre is the existence of the sun that saved this world.
Even if this sun will eventually give birth to a sun god who belongs to this world, he will still accept this reality and remember this favor.
Therefore, the sun peacock illuminated by this sun must have extraordinary fighting power.
Hill always thinks more... He is worried about what if someone takes advantage of his absence to attack Russell and Carpenter.
After all, he planned to let these two children live outside the planet, above the stars.
The advantage is that you can stay away from those flies and dogs as much as possible.
But there is also a disadvantage, that is, if you want to deal with these two children, you don't need to break through the planet's defense first.
Although Hill is very confident in his alchemy ability, he always hopes to apply as much protection as possible, and the stronger the better.
This sun peacock is one of the protections he has prepared.
Of course, he couldn't leave the one he was most satisfied with to Russell... that would bring trouble to them instead.
However, there was no problem with Lansendre exerting part of his divine power.
Anyone who dares to touch that thing will draw not only Hill's hatred...but also Lansendre's.
The key is, who dares to run around with Lansander's magical artifact? Or the kind that was stolen.
"No problem! Just leave it to me. You can come to me if you want to do it again in the future." Ransander readily agreed.
Hill couldn't help but smile brightly at him.
Lancendale is a really good friend.
If it were other gods, they would never tolerate Hill's behavior... Then the peacock was imitating Lansander himself!
Even if Hill couldn't be asked to offer it in homage because of his status, then he shouldn't make such a disrespectful request again.
The most basic principle for making friends is equality.
After Hill left Trasil, he met so many gods, but it was not until today that he found a god friend with whom he could communicate normally.
After going round and round, it's still Ransendall.
The moment Ransander pointed to his cuffs and shouted without hesitation, the moment the Lord of the Dawn completely regarded his statuette as Hill's work, Hill was sure that he could make friends with him.
This was something he had never thought about before entering Toril.
Before that, Ransander had always been the king of disaster in his heart.
Of course, he still is.
Hill doesn't think Lansendre has any regrets because of past disasters.
Regardless of him, or the believers who followed him but lost everything and could only enter his kingdom of God, they all just put their lives on a gamble that they could not turn back from, and ended up failing.
The spirit of willing to accept defeat is really vivid in the Lord of Dawn and his followers.
Hill didn't understand before...but now he understands why Lansendre is still so respected and trusted by believers even if everything is lost.
Even if he falls from the clouds, Lansendre ensures that he will not hit the bottom.
In a cruel place like Toril, this is already the best future that mortals can hope for.
Adventure, at least in the eyes of Lansendre's believers, is no longer just a game for the gods and a paradise for the strong.
It's really difficult for mortals in fantasy worlds to live.
The more you understand this, Hill, the more constrained you will be.
If we say that when he just left Trasil, all Hill thought about was minding his own business and not harming his own life.
Then... now, every time he restrains his hands, it is because he does not want to be the culprit of creating disasters.
The reason why he clings to the path of becoming a mage is because he wants to continue to be a human being.
Therefore, Hill must maintain his humanity.
He glanced at Lansander, who was mumbling something in his mouth, with golden light flashing in his paws... He was exerting his magical power on several other small peacocks, and his wings were still tightly pressing on the big peacock. In his heart, he was worried about his future.
I am more determined about where my road leads.
"Hey~" Selune suddenly and softly interrupted the harmonious atmosphere between Hill and Lansander, "That's spider silk, right?
Why are there such small spiders?
Also, why is there no evil atmosphere at all... If I read it correctly, it is, after the abyss?
Tsk, in order for Miska to be resurrected, she really dares to do anything!
But didn’t the spider silk on her wrist come from the spider demon? How could it be without breath?
Besides, it’s not that detailed!”
Hill silently glanced at Shar, and found that the Night Girl also turned to look at him... They all guessed who the Chaos Queen's new supplier was.
