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Chapter seven hundred and twenty third Ben believers are working hard

 This was a very rare night in Toril. Even Selun, who had been bright and dazzling since the disaster, was obscured by the firelight rising high.

The undead poured a large amount of combustion powder within a distance of about ten meters from the city wall, and then dropped a row of fire wall spells. In the rapidly igniting flames, the piles of orc corpses gradually turned into fly ash and were melted.

The snow water slowly flows along the city wall to the sea to the west.

The undead have countless basic materials for making fireworks... Even those who are impatient will try to see if they can become an alchemist at first... For them, the high entry material cost of alchemy

, not worth mentioning at all.

And, most importantly, they will not admit that they are handicapped until they confirm that they cannot do it. You must know that those who can make fireworks are in the minority!

The final results of most people are these mixed powders made by crushing with fixed proportions. They are completely defeated after being encapsulated in the outer shell of the fireworks... The undead have many primary alchemical products simply because the base number is too large.

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Therefore, most of the undead try semi-automatic assembly lines such as alchemy workshops. Those who can make money in this profession that tests flexibility and hands-on ability are still in the minority.

But these undead people can also understand... Even in games that don't pay much attention to skills, there are still only a few people who can make money in their daily lives...

On the contrary, everyone is more convinced by the current life professional masters in this game: technical experts always sound more comfortable than professional hawkers.

Although everyone actually relies on their own IQ.

The flames burned more and more fiercely, and the orcs retreated far away... They were accustomed to the cold spine of the world, and they did not worship the flames like other people of their kind.

The only thing that is a bit troublesome is the ice city on both sides. During this period, a large number of mages have been working hard to make up for it. The ocean under the west city wall has been burned to a depth of three meters, and there is already a layer of water inside.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the elves who have been bending their bows and shooting arrows can be considered a rest time.

Although there are not so many opportunities to rest in the other three directions... Although there are many corpses, they were almost burned out in an hour.

However, the temple's defense area is not large, and the number of undead is so large that the defense can be changed once an hour... Only the commanders of each profession work in four shifts, and the duty time is a full 6 hours.

This time, there is no unified battlefield command. Each family is minding its own business, which looks a bit chaotic.

But for the undead, it doesn't matter even if they make a mistake. The advantage of having more people is this... There are a lot of idle and bored people under the city wall, waiting for them to make mistakes!

Hill felt that the most nervous undead on the battlefield were the priests who were watching the defense areas of the Toril people. In order to get the most perfect mission reward, these girls...at least they were girls on the surface...kept holding on

A highly concentrated mental state.

In fact, there are many male priests among the undead, but although their skills are good, their tempers are more violent. Most people cannot tolerate companions who make mistakes all the time, and the same goes for NPCs.

Even if there are a few people with good tempers, generally not many people have the courage to stand among so many girls.

On the contrary, those women's clothing bosses are fearless and get along like a fish in water...

The firelight became lower and lower, slowly dissipating, and the orcs' attack suddenly became more intense.

It’s just the expressions of gnashing teeth on their faces that make people laugh... Without shoes, they stepped barefoot on the still-heated ground, a bit like walking into a barbecue grill automatically.

Obviously they only need to wait another ten minutes for the heavy snow to pile up again, but they don't want to wait for even a second... The moment the flames first stop is when the city walls are most vigilant. The orcs at the Spine of the World may not have this intelligence.

, but those orc leaders will not be without them, and neither will the necromancers.

Hill quietly looked to the north. The hole they dug should be almost to the edge of Luskan. This method of diverting attention was a bit too low-end.

Not sure if there were any new tricks, Hill felt that he had to be more cautious.

Although even if there were any loopholes, it would not cause him to fail... But Hill felt that in this kind of comprehensively dominant war, it would be more embarrassing for him if he gave the enemy a chance due to carelessness.

He is a very thoughtful mage and does not want any mistakes to occur.

Hill expanded his spiritual sea infinitely and quietly perceived everything in Luskan.

Sure enough, 3 minutes after the fighting resumed, Hill's spiritual sense heard the sound of the soil being dug up heavily in the northeast corner.

Hill pulled out a palm-sized pure crystal plate, pressed it gently with his right hand, and searched in his memory how many gaps had been sealed when the mine was repaired.

He closed his eyes and connected the crystal with his mental sea hook to trace it carefully. When he opened his eyes again, a clearly visible and fine-scale three-dimensional map appeared on the tablet.

There are also such memory crystals here in Toril, but they are basically made into small crystal balls, but the two are actually about the same size.

Thanks to the God of Time and Space, Trasil's method of processing memory crystals is more scientific and can almost be regarded as standardized... William's alchemy factory has a large number of similar crystal plates for sale, and the price can almost be regarded as breaking a bone...

…compared to similar products made by mages themselves.

Of course, Hill did not hesitate to stock up on a large quantity. Although the production process of this thing was not a secret, Hill did not know how to make luxury goods into industrial assembly line products.

But the God of Time and Space has enough time to find this formula... After he resonated with the river of time and space, time no longer flows at a fixed speed.

Hill looked at his finished product with satisfaction, and then looked at the northeast corner to find their route... At least he had to know how far the necromancers had to dig before they realized there was no way forward.

Well...these necromancers are actually quite cautious. They found the most troublesome road...at least they have to dig another 30 meters to get to the first gap on the drawing, and here Hill fills it with soil. They may

I suspect it was changed due to the original reorganization of the world.

Hill suddenly raised his eyebrows, and he suddenly realized that these necromancers are quite intelligent!

They also considered the possibility that there would be some crustal movement on the Luskan side and part of the tunnel would be buried by the soil... The current road is actually much further than the two outer roads, but if it is according to Luskan's original

This is the only dirt tunnel that has only been initially hardened!

This road is actually very complicated. In some places, it looks like two parallel roads, but they are relatively close. But for Hill, who used to block roads one after another, he still discovered the secret at a glance.

Hill highlighted the twisted path on the map and ordered Liszt: "Send it to the alchemy hall, hand it over directly to the time and space artifact, and explain to him what's going on. He knows how to arrange the undead to stop it.

I don’t know where the undead people outside are hiding, and I don’t know when he plans to end this battle.”

Liszt directly arranged for a bird puppet to carry the crystal plate in its mouth and fly to the alchemy hall behind him.

Hill looked at the vivid wild goose and sighed with envy: Fran's alchemy skills were getting stronger and stronger. When he took a quick look at the wild goose, he couldn't tell the difference between it and the Warcraft wild goose.

Although the energy fluctuations are still a bit large... unless one is particularly familiar with the level of monsters in nature, it is impossible to judge.

Among the puppets Fran gave him, there were only 2 or 30 animals in animal form. It seemed that he didn't do much, maybe just to practice his skills.

But given Hill two more hands, he wouldn't be able to make such an exquisite puppet...

Hill sighed softly. He had to learn too much, but he really couldn't do it. Like Fran, he spent 30 years doing nothing in alchemy and devoted himself to the dismantling and analysis of various magic circles.

above.

He wants too much and cannot be so focused.

"Sir." Liszt came back quickly, "Something happened. The dwarves of Miraba came to ask for help. The necromancer dug through their underground city. Although the gem dragon guarded the main road, they were still worried.

For the safety of the children, we hope that all underage dwarves can be sent to us.

Laila wants to accept this request, but needs your permission."

After going through Hill's head, he understood why Laila, who had already received Hill's independent permission for similar matters, specifically mentioned it... In this situation, a large army of undead must be arranged to pick up these dwarves.

Laila wasn't sure whether the undead would be willing to do this. This was a very risky and thankless undertaking. Who knew if something might happen on the road and the dwarfs would suffer some sacrifices.

Dwarves are not a reasonable race... In the past, this kind of work that could easily offend people was done by Tyr's Knights of Justice.

But Laila didn't know how to talk to Hill about this: she had just joined Hill's territory, and she still had little idea of ​​the relationship between Hill and the undead.

Hill smiled and ordered Liszt: "Just discuss this kind of matter directly with the time and space artifact. Let Laila follow Ruth to the alchemy hall. Her relationship with the time and space artifact is a bit too unfamiliar. Tell Lila that she has to get used to it.

Establish good communication with allies.”

"Yes, sir."

"Wait a minute, let Laila and the time and space artifact also discuss how to solve the problem if the Mirabar dwarf asks for help... You can agree, but be careful not to take risks.

The Necromancer is probably attacking there to allow Luskan to divide his forces."

"Okay, sir."

Seeing Liszt disappear, Hill suddenly laughed. Ben's necromancers probably didn't even calculate how many undead there were.


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