Looking at the sealed sarcophagus, Hill lowered his head and blessed this lady with eternal sleep.
"You have to do the rest yourself." He told Terry, "Send her to the stone forest at the back right of the temple in Aglaia, which will be used as a burial place in the future."
Terry happily carried the sarcophagus behind him and walked up step by step.
Hill smiled helplessly, took out a space box he made, and floated the gold and silver treasures on the ground into it.
The things he made with his own hands have the ability to purify. Even if these treasures are stained with some dirt, they can be put away for a while.
The 5 meters underground of the treasure house were turned into obsidian, and Hill made an alchemy stone door for Terry.
He had already remembered who the place he occupied originally belonged to.
The pair of black dragon brothers, nicknamed "Black Death", were obviously two people but pretended to be one.
It's just that they came after the dragon madness ended, and later they were still undercover in the Dragon Worship Cult and stole a lot of slaves and supplies for themselves.
And this necklace pendant, even without asking Terry, Hill knew what it was.
The famously funny mercury dragon, Silver Flame Tastin Yaroslav, is an artifact necklace obtained from a certain mountain range in the North.
No wonder he didn't tell where he found it, otherwise the Black Death brothers would have to fight him to the death.
He must have planned to find out the secret of the particularly powerful black dragon in the Swamp of the Dead, and then discovered this place when he was looking for a place to peek at the 'Black Death'.
Yin Yan's personality is just like that of the young master among the undead. When he encounters a gap, he will definitely give up all business and run down to take a look.
That pendant is really suitable for a dragon.
Hill thought that maybe Terry and the Silver Flame were the same, and they only wanted to find a safe and worry-free treasure house.
To the dragon, this pendant is more valuable than any artifact.
Its original owner was an amethyst dragonborn sorcerer who owned an interdimensional treasure house inherited from his ancestor the amethyst dragon, which also contained countless treasures from this ancient dragon from the Netheril era.
Hill only remembered this, and then dimensional artifacts must have arbitrary door functions, and he didn't remember anything else.
He only glanced at Yinyan because of his out-of-the-box personality, and didn't pay attention to anything else.
The black dragon brothers will not find this place until some time after the dragon madness ends.
Hill has proof of land and enough power to ensure the security of his territory. He is also accompanied by the children of the Silver Moon Dragon Queen.
The two somewhat sinister and cunning black dragon brothers will not cause trouble for him.
There will probably only be one more pair of neighbors living in the north corner of the Swamp of the Dead.
Hill had never thought of occupying that place. It was the temple of Melkor, the fallen god of the dead, and it was also one of the bases of the Cult of the Dragon.
It is said that Melkor's treasure has been hidden there, waiting for people to dig it out, and these brothers have the key. Others will only face death if they go there.
This is not a secret. Anyone with a little ability knows it. Otherwise, such a good location as the Swamp of the Dead would not be so deserted.
When selling land in Waterdeep City and Neverwinter City, they will of course avoid them. Otherwise, no one who wants to take risks will buy it.
Hill really hopes that the Black Dragon Brothers can dig out that area, so that it will be much easier for Aglaia to purify the undead.
The three gods of death are all annoying guys, even if they die into ashes, they will be a lot of trouble.
When Hill flew down from the clouds, he saw Terry sharing the artifact he had just obtained with Aglaia and Martha.
It seems that he has already buried the remains of the sorceress.
Listening to their conversation, it seemed that the golden dragon wanted Aglaia to help him purify the treasure he had obtained.
It seems that his intelligence is much higher than that of Yinyan who picks up things and throws them directly into the treasure house.
After Aglaia extended her hand to help, they happily discussed the pendant's capabilities.
They haven't figured out the identity of the pendant's key yet, but they only found three skills, two of the auxiliary type, which can be used four times a day: one is a random door, and the other is regeneration, which can help restore injured flesh and blood.
An attack type is the demon fire that can be used three times a day. This is a range spell.
These are all skills that are very suitable for dragons.
Hill decided not to remind them and let Terry explore slowly by himself! Such a big surprise would be enough for him to be proud for many years.
As for himself, Hill never thought about taking any artifacts from the world of Toril. The magic books he made himself and the more advanced materials were all brought from Trasil.
The emergence of artifacts is almost the manifestation of the law. If he doesn't want to be involved in this world where there are big troubles every year, it's best not to take away any artifacts created by others.
Those things seemed to be useful when they were made, and even the protoss who were interested in these artifacts would choose to imitate them instead of taking them away.
As for his magic book, although it is also very precious, the knowledge was purchased with money and it did not have any important impact on the laws of this world.
The only associated mythical lock, the spokesperson of the law is still waiting for his spring!
Hill doesn't owe much to the world, and it's far from the world's bottom line. An interstellar travel universe like Toril won't calculate it so carefully.
Hill thought for a while and flew to the stone forest to take a look at the future cemetery.
Seeing the golden dragon placed in the middle of the tomb, Hill couldn't help but look back. Terry seemed to know that this was a dragonborn, and the dragon should have its own way of identifying bloodline.
Hill didn't know much about dragon language, but he still recognized a few words on the stone tablet: Sleep under the watchful eye of Bahamut.
Hill waved his hand gently, straightening the rough stone tomb that Terry had built, and then turned the outside into gray marble.
He took a look at the surrounding environment, moved the thicker stone pillars to the outermost edge, and then transplanted tall northern pine trees between the stone pillars.
Finally, the ground here was turned into relatively thin stone slabs.
Just open a piece when needed.
Then Hill began to depict the sleeping circle and the purifying circle.
Even though Aglaia's temple was nearby, Hill decided to be cautious.
Who knows if Melkor will be resurrected even after he dies and turns to ashes.
There are many necromancers and lichs in the world of Toril.
After completing these tasks, Hill began to work on his own residence.
It was almost dusk, and Hill had to hurry up.
He first transformed a five-meter-thick obsidian foundation, then held his magic book and thought about his future residence.
The magic book emits colorful lights that circle around the foundation.
His fourth chapter officially appeared in this world.
The obsidian began to float slowly, and a small five-story white castle with an area of just over 300 square meters appeared on the foundation.
Hill was modeled after Neuschwanstein Castle, of course, in miniature.
Anyway, William had already built a similar one. Hill suspected that he had never seen Neuschwanstein Castle, but he knew about Disney Castle.
There are also fountains, flower beds and beautifully crafted stone tables and benches in the courtyard.
A 3-meter-high thorn wall was erected on the edge of the obsidian, with various vines and thorns surrounding it.
If you look up from the ground, you can't see anywhere in the courtyard.
As for the center that controls this floating castle, after Hill floated in, he found a small book floating in mid-air in the lobby on the first floor.
Once he holds it in his hand, he can set it to fly or float according to his own will, and even move, and pass through mountains and trees from phase space.
Martha floated up with excitement: "I know this! There is a lot of furniture in the warehouse that can be used in this castle. Where is Liszt? Let him take it out!"
Hill couldn't help laughing, and then released most of the crystal stained glass in his hand: "First replace all the windows with this, and then add a layer outside the wall for the rest.
I don’t want to run into a dragon one day.”
Terry flapped his wings and landed in the courtyard: "Hill, this castle is very beautiful, but it's a bit small. The bigger my dragon's nest is, the better."
Hill turned around and said with a smile: "Martha has a lot of architectural drawings. You can see what you particularly like! A bigger one is fine. I can make the stone platform thicker."
Terry glanced at Martha who was busy directing the puppets: "Then I'll wait. Anyway, you have a place for me to live here."
Hill nodded: "Both the top floor and the first floor are higher, but I think you prefer the top floor?"
Terry nodded happily.
This castle has a large suite on the left and right sides, and Hill and Terry have exactly one suite each.
As for Aglaia, of course she lives downstairs from Hill.
It was a mansion designed after the palace where the romantic king lived. There was even a small waterfall and shallow pool at the entrance.
As long as she is here in Hill, Aglaia's treatment will be based on that of a little master, not a sea goddess.
The majesty and power can be left in the temple below, and Aglaia will still be a relaxed and comfortable little princess when she returns here.
No one passed by in the next two days, which made Martha's decoration work well done.
After the castle was decorated, Martha spent most of her time on the ground, and Hill released Liszt.
Terry would follow Martha every day and discuss with her what his future luxurious dragon nest would be like, so he also stayed on the ground.
But compared to Aglaia, who spent most of her time in the temple trying to purify herself, Terry preferred the big hotel.
Especially the long tavern on the right side of the first floor. He looked at the countless kinds of drinks that Hill brought out and the musical instruments placed on the small stage, which seemed to activate his love for wine and music passed down from the blood of the silver dragon's father.
, almost soaking in the bar of the pub.
After observing Terry for a day, Hill knew that he didn't need to recruit the tavern owner.
Sure enough, when he saw the first batch of guests coming from afar from a high place, Jin Long strongly requested that the tavern be under his control from now on.
Before the nest was built, he had already found a satisfactory job for himself and planned to continue doing it.
This chapter has been completed!