Hill didn't want to ponder Bane's thoughts. The three gods of death actually had some problems with their brain circuits.
Ben is already the most normal person, but people like Hill still can't understand his thoughts.
However, when the enemy is an existence like Cyric, the Prince of Lies, it is understandable that Bane would do some illogical things.
If he hadn't been so careful, he would have died a long time ago.
Hill sometimes felt that Cyric had left this guy who was eyeing his priesthood outside. In fact, he just didn't know how much of Bane's blood was left outside.
If he could kill all the humans with Bane's blood, the Prince of Lies would have attacked him long ago.
It's really troublesome to resurrect this kind of ability from your own son.
As for the man behind the scenes, Hill can actually confirm that it is a dragon.
The reason why the kobolds in this world are so arrogant and even have their own god of thieves is because they have the support of the dragon clan.
Only dogs with the backing of their owners dare to be arrogant.
Hill just didn't know which one it was.
Although the dragon clan has always been arrogant, even if they are not dragon gods, they dare to make enemies of the gods. But if they dare to make such an arrogant move and offend so many gods in one fell swoop, could it be a certain partner of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen?
Hill wouldn't think it was the Dragon Lord Tiamat. With that person's character, she wouldn't leave a gem within her rights.
That is the Lord of Greed that even the most devout believers dare not worship in their own homes. He lets her watch the whole world of gold, silver and jewels without taking possession of them, unless she is still sleeping until now.
Unfortunately, Dragon Clan Hill is really not familiar with it, so he can only wait for the results.
After being completely blocked from escaping, the two thieves gods did not last long.
Half an hour after the undead army came back, they were completely dead.
But Hill was still a little scared. Under the siege of tens of thousands of mages and warlocks, the two thieves actually almost escaped several times.
The magic resistance of their equipment is really good.
But if it was made by the dragon clan, it would be normal. The skin of a dragon that has lived for tens of thousands of years is enough to make a set of anti-magic equipment that can resist legendary spells.
Hill had always felt that the dagger in the short man's hand was more threatening than the pair of scimitars. It was probably not his imagination.
If it is a dragon tooth dagger.
Hill frowned, he absolutely did not want to become enemies with the Dragon Clan.
For most mages, dragons are really troublesome.
But he must make this dragon feel that it is troublesome to be an enemy of Hill. Dragons, whether they are good, neutral or evil, bully the weak and fear the strong.
If you are weak, your property is his.
Even the dragons of the good camp are the same, their covetousness for treasures is endless.
The story of the dragon clan is too complicated. The five-colored dragon queens may not even remember how many partners they have. In order to please Tiamat, these male dragons have caused a lot of trouble in the multiverse.
It is quite normal for any one of the five colored evil dragons to create a testing ground that would make most gods lose face.
They don't care if the human gods will hunt him down. As long as Tiamat is happy and lays eggs for him, even if it takes tens of thousands of years of hard work to be chased into the abyss by the gods, it will still be worth it.
"Sir, they are the human god of thieves and the dwarf god of thieves." Liszt came back, "The undead checked the corpses of the legendary kobolds, but could not see what they were.
The people who came to our side this time were all thieves and assassins, at most some soldiers.
Even if they have attributes, it seems that only the legal system can tell which dragon clan they belong to."
"Kobolds do have a god of thieves." Hill said with certainty, "He has the highest success rate in stealing in the world.
With the alchemy capabilities of this world, there is no defensive array that can stop him.
Ask the undead if they sell daggers and scimitars, and I will pay a big price for them."
Liszt nodded and went directly to find the undead.
Hill held the pendant and asked Alice if she wanted to come out and make the potion with him.
Alice shook her head quickly. If Hill couldn't accompany her, the little white cat would still be willing to play in the huge space in the pendant.
She has had enough visits to the Magic Tower during this time.
Hill has been taking time to take a look at the situation in the pendant these days. He found that although Alice still likes to play, now she will honestly complete the exercises she should do every day, and then communicate with her adamantine ball to store it later.
He also has to follow the puppets to pick magic plants and various fruits.
Only after all the work is over can she rest assured and have fun.
Although Hill still felt a little uncomfortable looking at such a sensible Alice, growing up was not a bad thing.
Liszt returned soon, and the undead simply sold all three weapons to Hill.
"They said these weapons are beyond their ability to pick up." Liszt said with a smile, "Level 150 weapons are not something that level 100 weaklings can use.
If possible, please sir, exchange them for some level 100 weapons. I also asked him if he would like anything else. The exchange price offered by His Majesty the King is too low.
They scolded His Majesty the King for a long time, saying he was evil-hearted."
Hill couldn't help laughing: "The weapons of gods in this world should be at the level of demigods. I don't feel the pressure of divine power on those weapons.
If a demigod-level weapon is level 150, at the rate at which the undead are currently upgrading, it will probably take less than 100 years.
I don't think the undead are crazy enough to play the same game as my grandparents.
It seems that His Majesty the King has planned to make the undead the highest in this pseudo-legend."
Liszt nodded: "I think the undead seem to prefer shields and priest hammers. Long swords are also okay. I remember that there are several staffs in the warehouse that Mr. made after imitating the weapons of the undead mage. I took them out to exchange with them this time.
alright."
"It's up to you." Hill said without interest. He no longer paid attention to the legendary equipment in his hand.
Hill can do several a day if necessary.
After mastering the laws of the earth, Hill was able to compete with his grandfather almost instantly in terms of weapons.
After all, if he holds any metal in his hands, he knows how to handle it to reach the ultimate state of the material.
During the years when Hill stayed in the Bear Tribe of the Earth, he created countless alloys when he was bored. He really could combine them however he wanted, so later on, he lost interest in research.
The metal will tell him what is the most appropriate ratio.
Liszt quickly asked the puppet to deliver the three demigod weapons to Hill.
Hill immediately cheered up and went directly into the laboratory.
He decided not to go out until he understood these three things. He didn't dare to leave the magic tower anyway.
Hill was studying the newly acquired pseudo-artifact, but Liszt discovered that the undead seemed to be discussing something related to Hill.
And he wanted to hide Hill's matter.
He glanced at the closed laboratory door and decided to go and inquire first.
Based on the habits of the undead, the things they are willing to keep secret may not necessarily be serious matters.
If Liszt wanted to eavesdrop, he didn't need to expose himself.
He felt that the undead's sneaky actions were particularly incredible. After all, they were the ones who handed over the entire camp's magic circle to Liszt.
Unless he spoke only in the undead's own alchemy hut, was there any place in the camp that Liszt couldn't reach, what whispers that he couldn't hear?
Moreover, even if they stay in the alchemy hut, if they open the windows and do not turn on the soundproofing circle, it will be the same as outside!
Liszt stood outside a window with a smile and listened quietly to the conversation inside. He was now invisible and could not be discovered by these undead.
He quietly gave himself a thumbs up, and after discovering that the managers of several families gathered in a small room, Liszt felt that the undead must be unable to resist gossiping.
Especially those in Black Rose. Hill once specifically pointed out some gossip pioneers to him.
He has always been deeply impressed by the "romantic drunken world" who heard the gossip and rushed out the door with a tablet, leaving behind the lady who brought him shopping.
Moreover, Liszt also remembered ‘Cunxu’ and ‘Old Sanda King’, especially the ‘Cunxu’ lady.
The Duchess's sow will never be forgotten by Liszt, who has managed the valley for many years.
Liszt would definitely stay away from anyone who could get along well with the duchess and take their whole family to a different world.
"Who is that guy? He is so courageous!" the 'Old Sanda King' asked his companion in surprise, "Hill is just a good character, not a loser!
Don’t let him affect our friendly relationship with Hill!”
Liszt frowned for a moment, what do you mean? Did someone do something to Hill's territory in Trasil?
"I remember him." 'Cunlu' replied loudly, "Didn't we do something in Central City that caused a fight between the great nobles of Salar and those idiots?
He also participated in what is called ‘self-cultivation of working people’.
He usually just does errands and doesn't like leveling, otherwise with his merits, he wouldn't have passed the Star Gate at this time."
"Has he been active in Central City?" asked a person whom Liszt didn't know well.
"He loved fighting with those foreign idiots, and he was quite desperate in the fight. Then he went to the Gate of the Abyss!" 'Cunlu' answered quickly.
"If you put it like that, I probably know which one it is." 'Romantic Drunk Hongchen' said lazily, "That guy could have followed him in the last world, but because he got into a fight with a foreign family, he was banned together.
It took a month, but nothing happened.
I really admire him for his courage to do anything.
I’m not afraid that Hill will throw him into the abyss directly.”
"It's not necessarily an abyss, but sending him a tornado that will never touch the ground is definitely no problem." The 'Old Sanda King' said with certainty.
Liszt was a little anxious. Why didn't they get to the point?
This chapter has been completed!