Hill knew that he had little combat experience, so he always felt a sense of crisis.
No matter how many times I use it in the spell laboratory of the Magic Tower, I always feel that something is missing.
Maybe it was an old problem brought about by his previous life. He wanted to practice more and use every skill, but there was just no place for him to use it.
Looking up, there are no enemies.
Because, in fact, few people are willing to provoke him.
There are many people who make him unhappy and find fault with him, but there are actually very few people who are really willing to fight him to the death.
Hill also understands that it is not only because he is a natural darling, but also because of his eternal blessings of luck.
Hitting him might bring out the unfathomable Flan, and he might even suffer sudden misfortune.
You are not afraid of dying at the hands of the enemy, but if you are unlucky enough to die, you will probably be so resentful that you will not be able to be reincarnated and go directly into the abyss.
Who would want to mess with Hill like this?
Of course those in the evil camp don't care about this, they have long lost their reputation.
But they are just evil, not fools, so why should they deal with a guy who basically never goes out?
To prove that you are evil?
If anyone really has such an idea, those who have come out of the abyss will probably think that he is out of his mind.
Even the evil camp has no interest in doing things that are of no benefit.
If you think what an evil camp does is meaningless, then you just haven't thought about the benefits he wants.
The pleasure of killing is also a benefit.
But wanting to kill someone and desperately killing someone are not the same thing.
The evil camp that is really not afraid of life and death is either a little devil with no IQ, or a controlled puppet.
They are the ones who can escape the fastest.
So Hill knew that if one day, someone really wanted to kill him, it would definitely be a blow from above or a group fight.
He did not hesitate to attack the dwarf hunting god, just to see if his power could harm a god.
Even for a fallen god, his body was reorganized by divine power.
As long as it has enough lethality, Hill will be satisfied.
If he can do this, he doesn't care about any legend.
The main reason is that Hill is confident that if he escapes with his life, no one can be faster than him except those from the time and space god system.
So now his focus can finally turn to attack.
But Hill forgot one thing. His power came with the power of the sun, and the damage he caused to the God of Forging far exceeded his own ability.
So he could only wave his hand helplessly and try harder to hit harder.
It would also be good to see how much damage it can do to the evil camp.
Anyway, he is separated by a defensive shield, which is still a bit troublesome. Even if he uses up all his magic power, it will still be a little less powerful than normal spell casting.
Suitable targets are rare and must be used wisely.
The God of Forging shouted angrily: "Are you a bitch of the Sun God? Someone is fawning over you so quickly! I won't let you go!"
Hill turned a deaf ear. Since he scolded the wrong person, what does it have to do with him?
Although the dwarf camp will definitely know who is causing trouble in the future, Hill is now more confident and doesn't care.
A dwarf fallen angel without artifacts, Hill doesn't have to be afraid at all.
However, Hill thought that he would be scolded right away! Apart from him, could anyone else release such a tornado now?
Even if you don't have a good relationship with other dwarf gods, you shouldn't not know Hill, the discoverer of the wind element!
The God of Forging, doesn’t he even know the new legends of the enemy countries?
Hill really needs to find out what is going on with the dwarf pantheon.
Even though he knew that the person who cast the spell must be nearby, the God of Forging still stood stubbornly in the sky, refusing to leave even a step away. Even the dwarf legend who had fainted was not discarded and was actually still floating behind him.
No matter why he was so persistent, Hill didn't care.
Seize every moment, Hill needs to experiment more before this guy uses his ultimate move.
Who knows what he is waiting for!
Hill concentrated on calculating the speed and combination of these eight tornado columns to achieve maximum lethality.
Next to the open door, there was a rhythmic knocking.
Hill turned to look at Spencer, who was knocking on the door respectfully, with a questioning expression.
"Your Majesty, please stop. He needs to keep this person for other purposes. Ah, please act harder." Spencer smiled, trying to show his innocence.
The smell of the space-time artifact on this guy is indeed not fake!
It should be the dividing artifact of the tablet artifact of time and space. It can not only contact Spencer, but also protect his safety.
William values this cousin very much!
Hill raised his eyebrows and moved his fingers a few times. The ice began to disappear and the tornado's rotation speed also increased. The God of Forging finally straightened up. He raised his giant shield and searched everywhere for the enemy. After finding nothing, he cursed again.
After saying a few words, he was hit by a shower of stones again.
Seeing him shut up, Hill put away the tornadoes flying in the sky.
The God of Forging outside had bruises all over his face and a ferocious look on his face.
When he was fainted at first, he didn't have time to defend himself, because he really didn't expect that there would be someone who could directly hurt him when William was not around.
God's defensive power is the reason why he dares to appear so arrogantly.
No matter how many undead people there are, it is still a dream to break through his defense.
As for Legend, he didn't believe that after William took away so many, there would still be a few left in the camp.
Even if the defense is strong, he is not afraid. Anyway, his mission is just to see if he can destroy this place of purification.
The gods of nobility are gone, and it is even less likely that other gods will come to earth for such a trivial matter.
He knew how precious divine power was.
The God of Forging looked contorted and took down the hammer behind him. He regretted allowing those guys to use the artifact once.
God knows, how could a possessor of the power of the sun appear and still stay in this small camp? Why not go over there to fight?
Doesn’t the sun god only reward those who fight evil?
There are so many evil forces in the dwarf kingdom, why not go there?
The power of the sun that attacks evil is the only ability that can easily pass through the protection of gods.
He was worried that even if the place was destroyed, he himself would be seriously injured.
Being able to kill one evil fallen angel is more useful to the Sun Familiar than killing 100 evil legends.
After Spencer politely thanked him, he quickly returned to his seat to watch the fun.
Hill suspected that William planned to use this guy to test the magic formations of the six ships.
Alice meowed regretfully: "What a pity, Hill's spell is so beautiful."
"The power is very strong, and the legend hasn't gotten up yet." Merkel kept paying attention to the shield warrior lying behind the God of Forging.
"He's not dead." Hill said calmly, "It's just elemental damage. It can't be blocked by the shield he used to defend against monsters."
"No wonder I wanted to kill him when I saw him." Merkel licked her paws and glanced at the legend following the God of Forging. "That evil god is not that annoying."
"Do you think the method of using the blood heart of Warcraft to strengthen weapons was invented by the God of Forging, or was it a method provided to him by other gods?" Hill leaned on the window and watched as he took down the hammer from behind and tried to accumulate strength.
The God of Forging asked thoughtfully.
"Either he tricked those dwarves, or some dwarf tricked him?" Merkel pondered for a while before saying, "So the relationship between dwarves is relatively poor. Then the human king is..."
"Don't say much. Although the words here must be blocked and cannot be heard by the outside world, we should also be careful not to cause trouble to others." Hill stopped Merkel from continuing.
But he also felt that William could not keep this fallen angel just to test the power of this magic circle.
Otherwise, he will definitely eradicate it after the experiment is over.
But Spencer wanted Hill to completely give up attacking the God of Forging.
Is William planning to find out the reason for this strange relationship between dwarves?
It seems that he has never given up on the pursuit of the man behind the scenes.
The God of Forging outside finally finished accumulating power and pulled off the cloth wrapping the hammer.
Hill almost laughed out loud.
He is an evil god, but he uses an artifact from the good camp. That hammer actually exudes the power of light!
I don't know what he used to wrap this artifact, but Hill didn't notice it at all.
Is it the scraps of that deerskin?
No wonder he didn't dare to use a hammer even when he was being beaten.
Where did he get this thing?
It must not be his own! Otherwise, if he enters the evil camp, the artifact will also follow.
Hill leaned his head and thought of the words of the Hunting Goddess. The God of Forging must not let the dwarves know that he has completely entered the evil camp.
Maybe he was telling the truth to this goddess.
This artifact is the key to keeping him neutral!
Once he becomes the evil alignment and cannot use this hammer, does he have to hand it over?
So in order to avoid being discovered, he would rather suffer the rejection of nature and kill the deer, knowing that it was a spirit of nature.
But he definitely dragged the Goddess of Hunting into the water on purpose. The evil levels of the three gods were equal enough for him to drag her down until the curtain was completed.
The artifact just stayed in his hands. Does the dwarven pantheon’s bad attitude towards him have something to do with the artifact?
They even followed him to the earth. If the dwarf gods in the starry sky want to snatch it from him, they have to wait until the God of Forging returns to his throne.
But in this current situation, the chances are slim.
So the dwarves regard him as a sinner. Does even a legend dare to show his face to him?
Hill couldn't think about it any more.
Golden light shone outside, and the hammer came down.
The six giant ships lit up one by one, and an extremely complex hexagram formation appeared among them.
Rays of golden light connected to the defensive cover, holding on to the shattered defensive formation.
The God of Forging stood in the sky, holding the handle of the hammer and pressing down hard.
This is a battle of endurance. It depends on whether the God of Forging can persist until the power to maintain the magic circle is exhausted.
Hill felt there was little hope.
This chapter has been completed!