Chir died tragically.
After the undead rushed to that place and discovered that almost all of the dozens of corpses controlled by this devil believer were young children, they went crazy.
They won't forget what Hill specifically labeled this guy's head as 'necrophilia, pedophilia'.
Even in interstellar societies that have abolished most of the death penalty, this is still an unforgivable crime.
Moreover, they could not see such a terrible scene, so they had no scruples in taking action.
In the end, the elf city guards who took the holy water to clean up the mess had the tragic result of vomiting until they couldn't eat for half a month.
Hill couldn't even imagine a situation that could be unbearable to these elves who were more knowledgeable than Hill.
He would never be able to run like those curious elves and listen to the detailed descriptions of the city guards on duty that day while vomiting.
So he just entrusted Lin En to send them the highest quality holy water, plus the purest elf wine.
Anyway, although they look a bit miserable, they have a kind of mysterious pride.
Corellon was very happy.
Because of the overly aggressive behavior of the undead, Demogorgon was slow for a second when he retrieved Qil's soul.
Then he was intercepted by the guardian god Tom.
Qi Er's soul was directly burned into the crystal wall.
Toril's deceptive wall of the unbelieving, since the death of Melkor, the former god of death, basically no one can hang on it... If it really existed, probably all the gods would come to watch this spectacle.
No, even demons and demons would give up their bloody battles to visit such a strange existence.
After the wall was built, Melkor himself didn't use it much. It seems that there were only some guys who cursed him, and they were from the evil camp, and then no one ever climbed up.
To put it bluntly, Melkor was selfish and wanted to make some enemies.
When he falls, then the real atheists will go to the wall.
In Toril, a place where you can qualify to believe in God even if you can't take a shit or curse people loudly, those who can meet the standard are probably not anti-social or even completely self-denying. Such perverts are rare even in Toril.
, at least not in this thousand years.
Otherwise, Kelanvor, who succeeded the God of Death, would not always think that the people above were guilty enough to die, and always wanted to tear down the wall directly.
The only thing that really exists and makes evil people frightened is the wandering crystal wall that makes the evil soul with Tom's emblem engraved on his hand completely lose his mind, can only sing weird songs forever, and can never stop walking.
The evil souls that enter there can only escape from it by being completely burned into waste.
Qi Er's ending made everyone who knew the meaning of the crystal wall very happy. Thom has probably never been praised by so many people in his life.
It was truly the most perfect ending to this war.
The reason why Corellon is willing to end this tug of war is because spring is coming in the North, and the major temples in Faerûn have begun to run out of people.
It can't be said that they can't be caught, but that the people behind them are all big shots, and they must have enough evidence before they can take action.
The tug-of-war has already come to their side.
And because winter is so long, spring in the North is very short, so you have to hurry up if you want to plant trees.
Otherwise, the Elf Father really doesn't mind if the two-headed baboon finds the location of the souls of the undead. In that place, even the will of the abyss will be disabled.
Even when he saw it from a distance, he felt terrible.
Corellon has seen many terrifying universes. The black holes formed in some universes can swallow up all the power close to them at a glance. Even he only has a little more energy.
However, the universe where the undead lived made him even more chilly. There was no need for any power in that place, and anyone who went there would be turned into useless ashes.
Those guys in the abyss who are not afraid of death are good to go. If they die, they may not even have a chance to be resurrected.
Unfortunately, for Corellon, it is still impossible to use the homes of allies to destroy their enemies.
He would rather the undead help the elves plant trees.
The undead's space bag is very suitable for this job. An elf only needs to lead them to a suitable place.
When Corellon talked about this matter with Hill, he suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly: He arranged for the undead to do this, and it was obvious that he was not confident about how many elves in the world would respond to the call of his high priest.
Even if everyone knows that this is Corellon's wish, there will still be many elves who will not do it as long as it is not the oracle of the Elf Father.
The Sun Elves and Moon Elves who originally occupied the High Forest...were very capable of making people angry.
Corellon never forces his children, so he can only find a way on his own. Fortunately, there are undead.
The arrival of spring has made the city of Aglaia become more cheerful, especially the addition of the wood elves next door, making the greenery in Aglaia city more harmonious.
When druids pass by street gardens, they can't help but lend a hand.
This mage city lord... is too powerful. Plants that are obviously not suitable for planting together can still grow quite well.
The wood elves have long discovered that the Trasil elves were a bit messy when planting, and they always thought that all the seeds would be useless.
This is also one of the reasons why they are dissatisfied with Aglaia City. How can they use plants so roughly?
But with the awkward temper of the wood elves, they are unwilling to take the initiative to teach those weird elves.
So just pointing in the green forest.
However, these flowers, plants and trees grew up in such a mess, and they finally understood the power of this city lord.
But by that time, the airs had already been set up, and the wood elves didn't know how to step down.
Fortunately, the mayor of Lynn was really a good elf and handed them a ladder, and the druids quickly took the opportunity to get down.
It was okay if the wood elves didn't come in before, but now that they are here, they can no longer tolerate the chaos in various small parks in Aglaia City.
However, after they started doing it for the first time, they were still a little scared.
The druids were used to being free, so they started doing it themselves without asking anyone. Halfway through, people came to see them, but they didn't feel anything. It was only when it was over that they remembered that this place had an owner.
However, the owner of this city is worthy of being a natural mage, and he is very tolerant of them.
Lin En came directly to calm them down and even gave them a generous thank you gift.
Then he directly hired these wood elf druids at a high price and handed over the management of the small parks in Aglaia City to them.
This is not bad, the druids quickly integrated into the daily life of Aglaia City.
After all, in this city, although the Trasil elves on the streets seem busy and busy, other elves and major races are very leisurely and at ease.
Every corner of Aglaia City is warm and comfortable, and even the citizens do things very calmly. They are not very rich, but it can be seen that they live very comfortably.
Everything in this city allows outsiders who walk in to discover the gentleness and kindness of the city owner.
The fact that the druids can simply nod their heads and walk out of the forest to become a member of Aglaia City is because they have sensed all this.
Hill, who received Linn's feedback, was actually a little confused. If the plants were dissatisfied, he could detect it.
But every time he walks in the park and communicates with these plants, these plants say they are doing well, right?
Could it be that he made a mistake somewhere?
After spreading the Water Mystery to half of the green forest, and seeing that the druids had tidied up part of the park, Hill went directly to communicate with those plants.
Then he discovered a little helplessly that the plants did feel that their current life was more comfortable, but they did not feel any discomfort before.
Probably because of Hill's life force, they didn't feel the slightest bit of discomfort at all.
There is nothing Hill can do, it is a passive talent.
For him, unless plants that are afraid of fire are planted on the volcano, it is impossible to plant any plants that are not alive, and at least it is not good to plant them.
Hill can probably only watch others do the daily plant research that Druid does.
Fortunately, there were real druids in his city. After they discovered that there were not only adult students in Hill's university town, but also many young children, they quickly found Linn and opened the Druid
Interesting classes in Iraq.
Druids must learn some basic knowledge from an early age, and those pure talents... have become a memory of the past.
Although wood elves have a long lifespan, who in this world knows what day they will be unlucky, so it is more important to pass on their green ring ideas.
No matter how few elf children there are in Aglaia City, they are still more than their entire clan. Many sun elves have followed General Gal's example and left their family's underage children here.
After the attention of the undead was once again drawn to the High Forest by Corellon, the continent of Faerûn seemed to be much calmer.
This is a winter that makes everyone restless, and everyone hopes to have a more comfortable spring.
Even the life of farming is a kind of stability.
However, everyone's peaceful life ended in a terrible earthquake. People watched in panic as the sky above their heads and the earth below their feet fell into fractures.
"Oberon! Take the goblins to Purvey!" Hill shouted when the shaking started.
Looking at the shattered space, Hill held the crystal flower, held up his magic book, and desperately used the mystery lock to seal the city of Aglaia.
His magic power poured out crazily at that moment. Hill, who knew what happened, knew very well that he probably wouldn't need magic in a short time.
The source of magic in the entire world is in chaos. Only artifacts and rare objects are still of some use at this time. Hill can only use all his strength.
Fortunately... Hill held on to the crystal flower and sat in the pool. Fortunately, he didn't get bored and made this mythical strengthening artifact.
It wasn't until he saw the silver light shining directly from Waterdeep City next door, and then saw the same silver light in the distance, that Hill calmed down his wildly beating heart.
Damn Cyric! Damn Shar!
Mystra fell prematurely!
This chapter has been completed!