The Alchemy Carriage always runs silently. Sometimes Hill really wants to make some sound of horse hooves.
He left Salar so quietly.
He didn't even expect that the passage from Keslot to Haefasardo was located between William's palace and the Temple of Time and Space.
The wide avenue leads directly to the distance. The magic tower on the back wall of the palace and the bell tower of the temple constitute the last door to leave Keslot.
Even facing Haefasaldo, Xlot is a city without walls.
Hill's carriage left without encountering any obstacles.
As he sat in the carriage, he only thought of one question: Can everyone leave?
So have the players already arrived in Hafa Sardo?
"Sri."
Hill looked at Sri who appeared: "I saw players on the road and counted the number.
Haifa Sardo, I wonder if the border gate is still open?”
Sri asked: "If it's closed, sir, do you want to fly in?"
"The carriage is too conspicuous when it flies." Hill hesitated, "Hefa Sardo, are you in trouble now? Don't come out with a legend and crush me to death.
Forget it, let’s walk through a few doors first. If that doesn’t work, then go from the east side to the sea.
It only takes a few hundred miles to get ashore."
"Okay, sir."
Fortunately, when I was making the carriage, I had extra preparations. Hill thought to himself.
The carriage went very quickly and arrived at the Great Wall on the border of Haefasardo. As expected, the door closest to Salar was tightly closed.
"Sir, the magic arrow tower is open. It seems that the undead want to fly in."
"Are there any undead out there?"
"There are people passing by all the time. There are hundreds of people passing by intermittently."
Hill was silent. If the God of Time and Space has not yet ascended to the throne, his divine power would not radiate too far, and their bodies would automatically dissipate if they were far away from Salar.
Now that the God of Time and Space is in the starry sky, at least the human world cannot isolate His power.
As long as players are not afraid of rushing, they can leave Salar.
Even if you face the risk of having to return to Salar after death, there will still be a large number of players who dare to take the risk.
Although he felt that there was no hope, Hill still had a glimmer of luck. Unfortunately, until night fell, he ran from west to east, but there was still no door to enter.
What left Hill even more speechless was that all the magic arrow towers on the Great Wall of Haifa Sardo were activated.
When Warcraft attacked the city, Haifa Sardo probably never opened so many arrow towers.
How many players have been here?
You may think that Hill has nothing to do with this, and no player has ever told him about it.
Maybe they think that Haifa Sardo's closure of the city is just a NPC closure of the map, and players are not allowed to cross the border?
Then why are you still running around on the map?
Hill was not angry and stayed at the beach for one night.
When he got up in the morning, Hill opened the window and felt the sea breeze.
Here, it finally feels like a strong wind.
The air currents rolling from the east and south directions to the north roared and blew wildly.
Cohen couldn't wait to fly out early in the morning to enjoy the soaring in the strong wind.
Hill knew that Cohen was a World of Warcraft after all, and the wind could not harm him, so he let him go.
Sri suddenly appeared: "Sir, there are undead knocking on the door. They want to buy something."
Hill couldn't help but stretched his head and looked downstairs. Several players were looking up with smiles.
They waved happily to Hill, but Hill just wanted to ask, what are you doing here?
These players probably know Hill's store from the forum.
Hill reluctantly told Sri to open the store and decided not to go downstairs.
Everyone in Black Rose knows that Hill plans to travel, and he probably posted it on the forum. He doesn't want the players to stalk him and wants to go with him.
He wants to go out for a trip, not to cause trouble.
The players lingered in the store for a long time and finally left.
Hill stood on the second floor and saw them walking away along the seaside. Finally, they stopped at a row of wood.
Are they planning to take the boat themselves?
When Sri came up, he couldn't help laughing when he saw Hill's eyes: "These undead people are building a ship on the side of a hill a thousand meters away!"
Hill had nothing to say.
The sea is so rich in materials and shipping is so convenient, why are there no indigenous people building ships to travel?
Sailboats have long existed in this world.
Of course it’s because the monsters in the sea are more ferocious!
No matter how dangerous the wilderness is, humans have also gone deeper into it under the call of the gods.
But in the tens of thousands of years of human history, no god has ever appeared who dared to support humans in marching into the ocean.
Hill dared to take a boat because he was loved by nature and surrounded by water elements.
Most sea monsters will not be hostile to him.
When the players go down, they can only send loneliness to the World of Warcraft.
The elemental body created by divine power is really a big target.
Unfortunately, once the player dies, the elemental body will be quickly dissipated under the control of divine power.
Even if the monster gnaws at it, it will only open its mouth in vain.
Hill converted the store into a carriage, rushed to a place where the players could not see it, and then switched to a blue and white sailboat.
Cohen, who followed him high in the sky, also landed on the top of the raised sail.
Hill stood on the side of the ship and looked back in the direction of Salar.
He had no feelings of separation, nor was he complacent about embarking on the road of life.
Hill only felt like a small boat pushed by fate. Step by step, he had gone from a child who only hid when things happened and just wanted to build a house in the territory to play. Today, he left his comfortable home and traveled around the world.
, pursue the goal of life.
Hill smiled slightly, feeling more harmonious with nature.