Hill looked calmly at the thieves who were running away like crazy with leaf-shaped blades flying all over the sky in the light screen.
This is a wood-type ultimate move that will only appear in the second stage of the maze.
Hill will never do things right from the beginning. Even if there will be a terrible stab in the ground in the first stage, if someone enters by mistake, as long as they run away to the door as soon as they find something wrong, there is still a half chance of avoiding it.
We can wait until the puppets in the forest array decide whether he entered by mistake or is someone with evil intentions.
But in a situation like today, the puppet will not appear at all, and the safe point at the exit will naturally not be opened.
The maze naturally transitioned to the second stage, which was a complete blockade.
These magic leaves shot out at the same time are like machine gun fire that completely blocks up, down, left and right, and will be released automatically every 5 minutes.
In addition, the ground stabbing technique has become faster again.
The first few thieves who entered have all been wiped out.
In the end, only the thick-skinned blue dragon hobgoblin and the unusually agile dwarf thief were left.
Hill and Lynn's attention was all focused on the thief. This was not a professional that could be hired by a business firm.
"I don't know who he belongs to?" Linn muttered, "Don't be that Dark Sun again. Cuerva is so weak that he can't stand up to that person's plan."
"As for this dwarf, is it more likely that he is another one?" Hill couldn't help but ask.
Although he was not fatally injured, the thief's black coat had become tattered, revealing the brightly colored underwear underneath.
Although Cyric, the Prince of Lies, has many thieves, his preferences are relatively normal. Silver-black and purple-black are both the visions an evil god should have.
Only Mask, the god of thieves, loves this bright color very much.
While both men enjoy playing tricks, it's clear that Lynn only worries about the Prince of Lies, nicknamed Dark Sun.
After all, Mask has many conspiracies, but most of them deceive himself first.
It seems that people in Faerûn are also familiar with his characteristics.
"That person!" Lin En said nonchalantly, "Then his target cannot be a small town like ours with little money. Silver Moon City is their true love.
For me to run in so actively, maybe I want to come in and see if I can steal any good things from you."
Hill felt the same way, so he increased the intensity of the maze without hesitation.
After all, it was already the zenith of the moon, and the night was turning like dawn with the moonlight reflecting on the snow. He had already felt that someone was about to enter the maze again.
Hill stretched out his hand and turned the snowflakes in the sky directly into endless ice.
In future stations, elemental elves should take action at this stage.
Hill watched casually as the dwarf thief was attacked from three sides and was accidentally pierced through the chest by the ground. His small body struggled on the top of the ground thorn for a few minutes and then stopped moving.
"Hill, is that guy dead?" Linn observed carefully for a while, but still couldn't tell.
"No." Hill sneered and said, "I'm pretending to be dead!"
"This is God's Favorite! Are you going to continue to take action?" Lin En frowned, "If he no longer wants to cause trouble for you, it's best to let him go."
Hill nodded: "I understand, it is an obvious shadow force, and I have no interest in getting involved in this kind of struggle between gods.
This guy is pretending to be dead.
With this level of suspended animation, unless I set him on fire, he won't be able to wake up for at least seven days.
So interesting~
Obviously, my place is not their mission, is he doing his own private work?"
"The people of Mask, doing private work is their daily life, right? God's mission is just a matter of convenience." Linn said without hesitation.
Lynn and Hill looked at each other, and both understood what Hill was talking about. Mask, the god of thieves, is a bastard who pretends to be dead when he gets into trouble, and he always does things in a messy way. If he wants to steal something, he can't even
The entire original design may be completely overturned.
And his subordinate behaved exactly like his master.
The blue dragon hobgoblin managed to hold on longer, although he was already covered in wounds.
"Hill, this should be the second generation, right?" Linn asked with a frown, looking at the blood of the goblin on the ground.
"Yes, the blood shed is no longer dragon blood." Hill answered knowingly, "It won't be like the first generation where you will be hunted down when you come out.
If you want to extract dragon blood from the second generation, you basically have to kill a family.
But if you do that, it will be the same as confronting the blue dragons directly. It doesn’t matter how many people die, but if the entire clan is wiped out, the four blue dragons will definitely take revenge."
Lin En took a look and said with regret, "Then you still want to kill him?"
"Definitely!" Hill replied without hesitation, "Why do you think he suddenly came to see my maze? It's not like he wanted to exercise his sense of direction."
"How did the blue dragon know that you were rich?" Linn muttered, turning his head to the next door, "What is that guy doing? Did he drive away those hobgoblins?"
"It's quite interesting to use thorns to trap those blue dragon hobgoblins. But there is a generation who went over there." Hill smiled faintly, "Those tree elves were not attacked at all and were trapped.
The hobgoblin.”
"Tsk." Lin En sighed impatiently, "The guy next door, because the temple does not have any organization, sometimes there is no cohesion.
There will always be people who are attracted by the powerful atmosphere outside and lose their brains.
However, he is definitely not a Blue Dragon. The Blue Dragon family in the Nese Mountains does not have that IQ.
But he can collude with the five-color dragon, so he is not a member of the Dragon Worship Cult, right?
I’ll go to the temple early tomorrow morning!”
Lin En's expression became very cautious.
The lunatics of the Dragon Worship Cult can cause great harm to ordinary people, including low-level professionals.
If you are not careful, the entire Cuelva will be completely destroyed.
"Maybe you can take a shower first?" Hill glanced at the hobgoblin, who was almost at his limit, and asked Linn, who had eaten another roast chicken.
Lin En looked at Hill strangely, and then looked at his clothes as if he suddenly understood.
Seeing Linn's changing expression, Hill sighed regretfully.
But letting a clean-loving elf walk on the street in dirty clothes is a prank, and letting a believer enter the temple of his main god disheveled is bad.
Although Linn would probably take care of himself before entering the temple, Hill had to say something.
Linn hesitated for a moment.
Logically speaking, he should go home and change clothes first, and then go directly to the temple.
But it didn't matter if he didn't find the oily spot. If he did, he really didn't want to go out on the street wearing these dirty clothes.
Many people must be secretly paying attention to what is going on in the maze.
"Lend me the bathing place." Lin En made a quick decision. Before it was 12 o'clock, he could use a cleaning technique.
Martha appeared immediately and took Lynn to the guest room.
Hill laughed and looked at the dead hobgoblin in the light screen.
This guy is really powerful, Hill thought to himself. His dense forest star attack spell combined with the forest formation has an attack power almost as strong as a heavy machine gun.
Back in Trasil, even high-level demons could be shot to death directly.
Although the level of the maze summoned here was slightly suppressed by Hill, it was definitely much stronger than that time.
But to deal with a blue dragon hobgoblin, it took almost four rounds of strafing, ground stabs, and Hill's ice spear skill to successfully kill him.
Yes, after Hill discovered that the leaf blade attack was not that easy, he directly converted the falling ice into a stronger ice spear, and then forced the hobgoblin of blue dragon blood to death.
This is only the second generation.
Hill finally discovered the weakness of this maze circle. It was no problem to deal with low-level ones, but if the individual's ability was too strong, Hill would have to take action himself or summon elemental spirits.
He couldn't help but sigh. No wonder his magic book hadn't reached the artifact level even though such a powerful spell appeared.
Hill thought it could become a secondary artifact!
He thought about it and felt that the attack power was still a bit lacking. For the next round of spells, he should consider single-target attacks.
Hill looked coldly at the few thieves who had squeezed in to die. The second stage of the maze had not yet gone silent. Switching back to the first stage, they could directly feel what it means to have a thousand arrows pierce the heart.
He looked again at Priest Melikai, who might be the Dragon Cult. He was still there pretending to fight the blue dragon hobgoblin.
Moreover, I may feel that after a long time, no one will pay attention to him, and it becomes more and more fake.
The dryads gave up even trying to escape and watch, and instead scattered into a group in the distance. It looked like nothing, but Hill did not relax his vigilance.
Sure enough, those tree spirits were actually scattered in fixed locations, and near them, there were one or more tree people.
Winter has arrived, and the tree people have fallen into a deep sleep, completely unaware of what their neighbors are doing.
Hill finally remembered that before the wrong priest came to Cuelva to take over, the original priest or druid also wanted to awaken the tree man or tree spirit.
And that one obviously prefers tree people.
Hill frowned, zoomed out further, and finally discovered the focus of the two parties' attention: the Supreme Forest.
Although Melikai's people put some of their efforts into the Supreme Forest, they focused more on defending against the desert.
The types of trees with relatively powerful attack power are all over there.
The trees here in the High Forest are all cypress trees that are unwilling to move even if they are awakened, mixed with some pine and oak trees.
But the person who was suspected of worshiping the Dragon Cult put most of his energy into the Supreme Forest.
Hill no longer paid attention to the dead thieves, but turned to Lin En who came downstairs and said: "That location is so close to the Supreme Forest!"
Linn raised his eyebrows, turned to look at the thief who no longer had any threat on the screen, and said with a smile: "The former pastor of Melikai had a very good relationship with an elder in the forest. It seemed that they
What's the agreement?
As for the other one, my Lord will inform you."
When Hill saw Linn off, he was still thinking that the singer was too talkative!
This chapter has been completed!