Hill didn't know that his tower spirits were complaining about his aesthetics.
He has tried his best to restrain himself.
Otherwise, Hill's real intention is to think that girls would like to wear red, pink, or bright yellow and green.
Hill doesn't think there's anything wrong with his feelings. He thinks it's just that he has been out of touch with the trend because he has been building bridges and roads at construction sites all year round.
As for what is fashionable, what is elegant and good-looking, straight men always think that a good face is enough.
When he had time to think about dressing up, Hill would rather immerse himself in work.
He has finally found a direction now and is working hard to tinker with it.
Unfortunately, in these two worlds, Hill did not dare to summon elemental elves. These worlds are far away from Trasil, and it would be too troublesome to summon old acquaintances.
The so-called elemental elves directly break the space and come to the main plane, but it also depends on how far their position in the elemental world is from the summoner.
The crystal walls of different worlds also have some influence on them.
However, Hill is not very willing to randomly summon the elemental elves outside this world.
The character of elemental elves is actually very influenced by the world. Not all elemental elves in the world are as cute as Trasil.
Irritability is also common.
Like the two worlds that Hill has experienced, there are actually some problems with the laws, and the elemental elves born will definitely be affected.
So Hill could only work hard on his own.
He just hoped that the next world would be better not to be so one-sided.
Sometimes, even if the world is going to be destroyed, it may not necessarily be due to a problem with the laws. Most of the reasons are due to outside invasion.
For example, there are countless small worlds destroyed by demons or existences like Rose.
"Hill!" The guy who had been following the photo suddenly called him.
Hill looked up with an indifferent expression. He must not give these people a good look. Otherwise, these guys, who are almost like paparazzi, will ask any questions and dare to make any demands.
"After the false gods over there discovered the people of Faerun, they started to escape!" Xiao Xiaozi said excitedly, waving his hands, "They originally had the moral character to fight to the death with us invaders, but in the end, after seeing
Seeing the Three Gods of Justice, the five hundred knights suddenly ran away.
They asked me to ask you, the Knights of Justice do look strong, but they are not as powerful as us, right? Why did you run away when you saw them?
We thought they would really stick to their character and never waver!
Tyr himself would not be so useless!"
"The Knights of Justice!" Hill sighed, "They are the most loyal believers of the three gods of justice. No matter who they are, they can make the three gods descend directly.
For the mastermind behind the scenes, fighting with us will not hurt his foundation. Gods from a small world do not have the guts to offend the forces behind them.
It's just a good time to test the limits of these false gods' abilities, and he can continue in another world in the future.
But the gods of Faerun don't care who is behind them.
The goddess of magic has been replaced by the third one, what else does Faerun have to be afraid of?
They are not afraid of anyone who seeks trouble.
No matter what the mastermind behind the scenes wants to hide, he will be killed if he is not careful.
So he must put the false gods in the most important places. At this time, they are no longer experimental subjects and cannon fodder, but consumables that can be used to resist."
Hill looked at the little boy who was banging on the tablet, and asked with some confusion: "His Majesty the King should have said something about this kind of thing, right? There is no need for the undead to charge forward at the moment.
Those people from Faerûn will not care if they accidentally hurt your lives.
Even people from the good camp are the same, after all, they all know that you will not really die."
"William is in seclusion now!" Xiao Xiaozi shrugged and said nonchalantly, "We suspect that the gods who came this time were too chaotic, and William was afraid of causing trouble. Otherwise, wasn't Shar the last time he was very active?
He has even sealed off the palace hall, and Spencer only issues tasks.
Regarding matters in Faerun, he said that we should keep a distance from the people in Faerun for the time being, and it would be best to respect their beliefs.
The teachings of some gods may seem ridiculous, but since the world on the Faerun continent has appeared, it has its inevitable meaning, so we'd better not talk nonsense."
He couldn't help but mutter: "A lot more blocking words have been added, William is really annoyed."
Hill shook his head strangely. He didn't think William would be afraid of the human gods in Faerûn.
This time he brought the undead out, but they were invited by Corellon and Yggdrasil. No normal god would antagonize him for a trivial matter.
What's more, most of the gods who came here this time are from the good camp. Even if they are in chaos, they will only have a little fun and will not really attack William.
To be honest, Hill felt that William's life was not as threatened as his chastity.
But William shouldn’t be that unsure of himself!
Did he think he would be tempted?
Or did William realize that he was being targeted? Was it because word spread that he was an admirer of Shar?
There is a high chance that Fire Hair will target her. She will never think that she is inferior to the cold and ruthless Shar.
However, although the fire-haired lady is beautiful and hot enough, she is not willing to attack those who are unwilling to do so.
William also thinks too highly of himself.
Hill thought disdainfully, and then tried to add more code to his protective shell.
He is actually a little worried, he is still a child!
When the undead found Hill again, it was three days later. They came to ask Hill if they could hire some of the new handsome boys and beauties who were willing to pay to sing, dance, perform and perform.
Hill was silent for a few seconds and then nodded: "You have met Miriel, the god of singing. The one from Gens. Most of his followers are bards. Singing and performing arts are their daily life. Even if they become
The same goes for the sacrifices above the legend.
The other one should be a believer of Lierla, the goddess of joy. Most of them are entertainers. It is their job to sing, dance and bring joy to people.
You can hire anyone you want, as long as you don't attack their beliefs, you'll be fine.
Didn’t Spencer say it was okay?”
"That guy Spencer, when William is away, he is afraid of causing trouble for William. Unless he releases a mission, he will say nothing. No matter how much we ask, he won't answer us."
Hill felt a little strange. Spencer's reaction felt like William was in big trouble?
Otherwise, even if he is not sure about these things, he can still ask William.
William, what happened that even Spencer can't see him?
Hill thought to himself, and then asked what happened over there.
As for Woking, after the goddess of joy, who has always been neutral and indifferent, sent a large number of people to this world, it can be confirmed that she has played herself to death again.
Even though she and Li Erla had differences, the goddess of joy was still her friend and knew where her divine kingdom was.
To make this goddess send people to rush over in such a hurry, the situation in Woking doesn't look good!
"Ah!" The undead suddenly shouted, "We have reached the Red Kingdom!"
It seems that the knights of the Three Gods of Justice have led others to the land of the Red Knight.
"How's it going?" Hill asked quickly. He had always been curious about why he used the image of the war goddess known as the Red Knight?
This is definitely not a false god, but the nanny and bodyguard of the future son of the Dragon Queen after he is born.
"Oh~ Hill! That's a dragon!" The undead waved his arms, "It's about ten meters long! It looks quite big. Although it can also use ice spells, it prefers physical attacks!
But he was killed by the men of Tempus, the god of war in Faerûn.
There was a female knight inside who was so fierce! She grabbed the dragon by its tail and smashed it into the ground."
Hill was speechless. He didn't pay much attention to the country of the red knight, but he knew who it was who took action as soon as he heard it.
Ordinary paladins, unless they are the Sons of God, no matter how strong they are, can't beat a white dragon alone.
However, this evil dragon really has many enemies, and his mind is big enough. This is not just vicious, it is really damaging!
Letting a white dragon pretend to be a red knight is really an idea!
"That's the White Dragon?" Hill asked unwillingly, "Did he say anything?"
Maybe another dragon impersonating it?
"Isn't it a white dragon? His scales look a bit gray-blue! Isn't this a blue dragon?
He didn’t say anything, he just yelled!
But the place he was in was obviously next to a volcano, but somehow it turned into a land of ice and snow. Those Faerûnians fought hard.
We followed him, mainly to kill his men, who were all strange-looking puppies and gray-white dragon-men."
Hill just reluctantly answered him: "Blue dragons like deserts."
Hill could now understand why the Yin Red Knight took action personally. Letting the white dragon live for one more second was a mockery of her.
Then he fell into deep thought. The one who wants his Winter Ring should be the white dragon, right?
As for the biological father of the little prince in the crater, Hill knew of course that he was definitely not Bai Long, but he must also be very powerful. Although Bai Long had no IQ, not everyone could control him.
Wait, Hill suddenly realized something: "He? You mean this white dragon is a male dragon?"
Hill took a breath of air-conditioning. The God of War series must work hard this time!
"What's wrong?" The undead looked at Hill in confusion, "Didn't I say that this red knight is a very powerful king of knights? A dragon with physical attacks is actually quite suitable, right?"
"She was originally a goddess." Hill said as simply as possible. "You'd better not discuss this matter too much. Otherwise, if you are killed, His Majesty the King will not be able to explain it."
"Ah, being mean-mouthed is our foundation and the only joy of living. It is the thread of life that we must never be deprived of!" the undead said without hesitation, "Sacrificing your life for this is our pride.
Don’t worry, Hill! In the worst case, we’ll return to the city for free.”
This chapter has been completed!