Chapter 2340 It’s always difficult to change the topic
But now it seems that it is not as great fun as they imagined, but instead, it is a big trouble.
Even now that the magic tower is in full defense mode, and both Hill and Lister are sure of the magic tower's secretive nature, Hill only hints to this extent and has no intention of saying it out loud.
Although his love for Hill came from his heart and was rooted in his soul, Liszt still had a disrespectful thought towards his mage master: Why are you still struggling?
It’s not like Liszt didn’t know Corellon’s character.
He would indeed choose to become a woman in order to meet a beautiful boy, but he would never give birth to an heir for these mortals. Those people don't have the ability.
The special thing about Guangming Boys is that their beauty is inversely proportional to their IQ.
Letting them be trapped by lust is already a once-in-a-lifetime carnival... The most important thing is that these young people of light do not need to eat food, and some places are not used at all.
If Corellon adopts a more difficult mode, it would be a malicious attack for them.
But if they were raised to a stage where they could understand what this desire was, they wouldn't be so beautiful that they would be dazzled by a well-informed being like Corellon.
Anyway, this is the first time, everyone knows what Corellon will choose.
Of course, Hill's speculation in this regard must be because of the existence of these young men in his inherited memory.
Then, these young men are actually quite strong.
There are no weaklings among these young people who can break through the obstacles set up by the light plane and go outside to take a look.
It appears that weak divine power is the overwhelming majority.
There are even some that can last longer in a pure white space, which are directly medium-power bases.
If she was fooling around with such a bright boy, even just once, it would be normal for Corellon to get pregnant.
After all, some substances have relatively high quality and vitality.
Corellon, on the other hand, is a pure naturalist and likes to let nature take its course.
In addition, the more beautiful the bright boy is, the simpler his brain cells are... he looks more like Westalia!
Among Hill's speculations, the most improbable and minimal thing is that Corellon is absolutely weak in this relationship, and he has no other choice but to appear in a female form.
Liszt actually always agreed with Hill's idea.
After all, Corellon, who was born on the crown of the World Tree, is absolutely powerful.
The reason why he appears weak is because there are very few things in the multiverse that can make him furious.
Including Rose's betrayal and the foolishness of her children.
The battle between him and the orc lord Gruumsh has a sense of boredom, as if everyone is looking for trouble when they have nothing to do.
In fact, the most typical one is the attitude of Paradise Mountain.
Don't think that Paradise Mountain would talk to the elves in front of them, but if you think about it, you will know why they only dared to talk after being rejected by Corellon.
This is a paradise mountain that really likes to plot against others.
Sometimes, what suppresses Corellon is not the enemy's strength, but Corellon's own lack of interest.
With all that free time, the Elf Father might as well find a beautiful boy to have sex with!
However, for such a powerful Corellon, in Hill's knowledge, there are only a few people who are stronger than him.
If you remove the face, it won't be enough... But the World Tree and the one from the Elemental Realm have no faces at all!
Lister quickly understood why Hill was so cautious.
The unknown mysterious boss is the most terrifying.
Many powerful gods have to add more and more names to their names and become longer and longer because they have left their native world and spanned countless universes.
However, the more believers there are, the more prayers their sacred fires receive, causing traffic jams.
So, if everyone who mentioned their names had to be recorded, their divine fire would probably turn into a thrombus fire.
In addition, many gods will not leave all their connections with believers to divine fire... Think about it, a certain god opened the mailbox with joy, and the results were all: xxx stepped on me while passing by, xxx looked at you
,xxx asked you how is the weather?
No matter how good-tempered a god is, he will explode.
In order to avoid this situation, they must add permissions to their own divine fire and mailbox.
Prayers plus various titles are calls from believers.
Although doing so will make their perception slightly worse...there are always people who can call their names without malice even if they want to deal with them.
But choose the lesser of two evils. People who really want to deceive them will definitely choose to use implicit meaning and specific instructions. It is better to leave some time for yourself to relax.
The things that the Noble God of Trasil used to do in the past would scare all the gods when they were brought to Toril... but no one took advantage of this to trick him to death!
Although the main reason for this is that the enemies of the Noble God are the brainless Elf God King and the gray dwarf God with a short and fat brain circuit, but... it is probably because the Noble God was almost crazy at that time, and there was no
It has something to do with the need to think so much.
However, in the multiverse, there are still beings who can do the same thing as the noble god, but will not suffer backlash at all.
Those mysterious real bosses who dare not speak even if they know of his existence, bosses who are on par with World Tree.
His name, his priesthood, not to mention mentioning it, even briefly describing it will attract attention... no matter where in the multiverse.
Any mention that does not suit his wishes will be eradicated from the source.
Even gods will never be resurrected in such a situation... Human beings cannot remember the existence of gods, so of course they will die completely.
Liszt felt in a daze that his intelligence core might turn into an urn after thinking about this.
Fortunately, when he was flustered, he saw Hill's aggrieved little face... Oh, the other party knew Hill's existence and gave his approval.
A tower spirit like Liszt, who has completely tied himself to Hill's soul, has no problem knowing this.
Anyway, he couldn't leak a single word without Hill's permission.
Okay, okay...it won't turn into a puddle of soot.
Then, Liszt once again thought of the thought he just had: Why are you still struggling?
As soon as he thought about it, he knew that Hill must have had contact with that person in this world, and then got the other person's approval... Doesn't that mean that he has given himself the identity of a son of God?
Liszt had never heard of the fact that those sons of gods with ridiculously strong bloodline could advance through the ranks just by drinking water.
Liszt deeply suspected that it might be more difficult for Hill to suppress this newly emerged divine bloodline than the previous three combined.
The ability to maintain this 6-level gap without increasing it to the 10-level limit is all due to Hill's evil luck and his willingness to follow his inner expectations and go out of his way to help!
Ta Ling opened her mouth gently, and the words came to her lips, but she still swallowed them because the dejected little bear looked so pitiful and a little cute at the same time.
He paused and changed the subject: "Then, sir, we have to re-make the furniture in the magic tower.
Especially tables and chairs.
There is no alloy in the warehouse that is more than half made of fine gold."
Generally speaking, Hill would definitely choose to refine such a thing with pure gold.
He just doesn't want to attract attention, but it's not like he doesn't have fine gold.
Although it can't keep up with the crater mountain range of the Earth Bear, don't the branches of the World Tree grow in the center of the crater!
With his huge body that towers over the sky, you can imagine how much fine gold he squeezed out.
The Earth Bear knew that Hill would use these things, so he basically gave them to him.
Although Hill did not give all of it to Liszt, he also had an exclusive fine gold warehouse in his demiplane... The ore accumulated in it can be described as a small mountain bag.
Tsk~ It seems that the topic is wrong.
Liszt looked at the little bear cub who suddenly tilted his head to look at him with blurred eyes, and smiled with difficulty.
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"Ah~ this is the mine of the Heinalson family!" The young man patting Felice on the shoulder looked excited, "It is said that it is full of opals?"
Felice looked at the undead who appeared in confusion, who was obviously very strange, but acted like his own brother... If he hadn't known that all his brothers were dead, he might have really
Become suspicious.
Of course, the indifferent look in the eyes of that fierce and even more ferocious lady than Gracia was the key point that made Felice certain that the other party was harmless.
But why is this undead so enthusiastic about him?
Felice glanced at the hand hanging on his shoulder, his face numb.
"Master, what are you here for?" the 'perfect bald man' asked in confusion.
"Condolence performance?" The young boy dressed like Prince Charming from the musical answered seemingly seriously.
"Cunlu and Nanfeng probably won't return to the team for a while." The 'Old Sanda King' said quietly to the side, "Besides, they don't blame you."
"Ah... I said old age, are you kidding me?" 'Young Master' sneered, "I don't blame you, but I can't continue to be with you... Hey~ What kind of idol drama breakup is this?
Words?"
"I thought you should know..."
"I don't know." The 'young master' looked stubborn, "At least, even if it ends in BE, everything must be made clear and everyone can go their separate ways peacefully.
I never sing a sad farewell note!"
The 'Old Sanda King' shook his head slightly: "It's up to you~ if you just want to comfort yourself."
The 'Master' leaned lightly against Felice... He suddenly flew down from the sky and landed directly on Jack's butt.
Although he was slapped hard by the huge wild boar's tail, that was all.
Otherwise Felice would not accept the other party's approach.
He frowned slightly, and then pointed directly at the huge mine entrance in front of him: "Are you going to go in like this?"
Riding a pig or driving a cow?
"Don't worry, Feliz." 'Perfect Bald Head' answered him slowly, "We are gathering our manpower now."
