Chapter 102 Hill, who has prepared with both hands
Hill had a strange feeling that there was not much time left for him to stand in the starry sky.
The world is urging him to turn back quickly, otherwise he will never go back.
Finally, he took a hard look at the broken planet. Hill pulled the thread of fate in his hand.
The strong pulling feeling made his heart warm.
Some people are eagerly looking forward to his return.
He closed his eyes and pulled hard. Hill felt himself sinking suddenly, and he returned to his own body.
Then Hill felt the extremely powerful power in his body.
The inheritance of the Earth Bear! Hill gently shook his hand. He could probably smash a mountain with one slap now?
Hill shook his head, forget it, it's not an important matter. If it comes to a situation where he must use his own force, it can save lives!
The most important thing now is the natural consciousness that is cheering around him and the four beautiful law threads still wrapped around his hands.
Hill, from now on, you can control the four laws of wind, water, earth, and wood by moving your fingers.
Fran and Adrian were floating far outside the Hill Valley, looking at the beautiful scenery in the sky.
"The legendary promotion of Natural Warlock is so different." Adrian sighed, "Do the rules appear so beautifully?"
"Hill gave up the rules of fire and thunder." Fran ignored him and sighed, "Maybe he is not interested in understanding the laws of natural destruction? But this is also a part of nature!"
"He doesn't want to become the god of nature." Adrian said, "If he doesn't like the spell of complete destruction, there is no need to waste energy on researching it! It's not like Hill doesn't know how to use it. Warlocks always like to do whatever they want. If
In the spiritual sea, anyone on the spell ring who they don't like can be tortured to death."
"That's not necessarily the case." Fran snorted coldly, "If he really didn't want to become a god, he would study these two spells."
Adrian glanced at Fran strangely, not understanding what he meant.
"Natural gods will not have both." Fran said slowly, "Either life or destruction. Do you want to have both, trying to compete with the will of the world? The world will not allow such gods to appear.
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"Then it's nothing! If Hill wants to follow the path of a mage, he won't choose rules he doesn't like." Adrian muttered, "If it doesn't succeed in the end, there's nothing wrong with becoming a natural god.
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Fran nodded helplessly: "His warlock bloodline determines that his path as a mage is very difficult. It's just a pity for his alchemy talent."
Adrian knew that Frank would be so emotional, because if Hill did not bring the fire law into the legend, the alchemist master would be the end. And he could only be a single type of alchemist master.
He curled his lips secretly. Fran would never understand that becoming a single type of alchemist master was the end point that most people dream of.
Alchemy masters like Fran, who are all kinds of alchemists, are rare in the world, and are extinct geniuses that only appear in 100,000 years, okay?
Adrian really hopes that Frank will soon give up on his extravagant hope of becoming an all-round alchemist.
When he alchemizes instruments, he really follows the blueprints. It would be great if he could make something of legendary level. He really only has the string of alchemy potion! He is just a one-stringed harp player, and he really can’t play the flange.
A harp with dozens of strings!
Adrian looked at the beautiful and clear sky in the valley, secretly envious that Hill could escape from the sea of suffering.
Hill didn't give up on fire and thunder spells for nothing. After all, the lethality of these two spells is enough for a person who wants to become a mage to explore and pursue them.
But although he can already carve several simple fire runes and thunder runes in the spiritual sea, he even has gold runes.
But these kinds of runes are also attracted by other elements, but they always treat Hill with aloofness.
The fire and thunder elements are very close to the wind runes, but even next to the wind runes, Hill is very stagnant when mobilizing.
If you want to use them, the effort required is a little less than when Hill draws the rune models himself. If you use wind runes together, it will be better.
He felt that he could construct spells such as Hot Wheels in the future, but this required Hill to be very familiar with the laws of fire, so it was better to wait for others to invent it.
After all, when he becomes a legend, no matter how long it takes to construct a spell, it will only take a few seconds.
So Hill thought about it for a long time, and finally gave up on the path of perfect rules that he felt uncomfortable with, and decided to enter the world of legend with the four laws of wood, water, wind, and earth.
Hill, who was determined to let nature take its course and not intend to embarrass himself, never considered that if he had both laws of life and destruction, he could even challenge the will of the world and become the most powerful god on this continent.
No matter how powerful his power becomes, Hill's heart is still calm, indifferent, free and easy.
His plan for his life has always been to live a life of freedom, ease and comfort. Hill has never had the ambition to compete with God.
Hill would not consider what rules he had to give up and how much regret he would have.
He will always remember that if it were not for the love of fate, he would still be the little warlock who struggled with the blood of the Earth Bear, and finally became a legend of the earth law with satisfaction.
No matter what happened, Hill could find the big tree growing quietly and freely in his heart, rooted in the soil, silent and proud.
As soon as Hill thought, the wind quickly sent him to the top of the magic tower.
From then on, within the range of Hill's mental power, the wind could quickly transport him to where he wanted to go.
He raised his head and saw the people waiting for him outside.
After looking around at the elements, animals and plants that had entered deep meditation, Hill instantly flew to the mouth of the valley.
He planned to open a door there and welcome Fran and Adrian who were waiting outside.
However, after becoming a legend, Hill's mental power can radiate to far away places.
He finally discovered why Fran was so satisfied with the location of his magic tower.
Unless Hill's mental power is strong enough to reach the level of a demigod, no matter how hard he tries, he will still be hundreds of meters away from Fran's territory.
Hill knew that he still needed to learn more from Frank and stop living recklessly. The luck that nature blessed him with might not always follow him.
As soon as Hill opened the door on the magic cover, Fran and Adrian quickly landed in front of him.
Fran looked at Hill who said hello to him and nodded with satisfaction.
Although it is not an orthodox mage route, Hill's aura is stable and powerful.
The road to legend is going very steadily, so there is no need to worry.
After all, no one knows where the legend will go in the future. That all requires the mage himself to explore and find out for a long time.
And Hill's bloodline determines that he may live longer than anyone else.
After all, it is a long-lived species that can live for at least 10,000 years during the magician period.
Fran never worried about Hill's lifespan. He was only worried that Hill would die in the middle of the journey. But after reaching Legend, a mage who can control the law will not be killed so easily.
Fran walked into the valley silently and took a curious look. He knew something might be going on, so Hill didn't open the defensive shield, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.
"Why are the defenses so tight?" Adrian asked, then stopped and looked at the ordinary animals sleeping in the valley, as well as the sleeping magic beasts and magic plants dotted in circles around the center, "Okay, of course.
Warlock."
"Your valley is probably the only place where intelligent rabbits exist, right?" Adrian sighed, "Although it's useless, it's pretty enough. As long as I don't leave your valley, it might be more pleasing to the eye.
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Hill ignored him. How could there be no mid-level Warcraft Rabbits in this world? It was just that there were relatively few humans.
Rabbits, mice, and even ants and butterflies can actually become Warcraft. But there are too many of them and their life spans are short, so it is difficult for them to survive until the day they awaken and become Warcraft.
Rabbits are the food source for most monsters on this continent, but due to their strong reproductive capacity, they still account for the largest number of species.
But in contrast, their IQs are very low, and the chance of awakening into intelligent mid-level monsters is very small. At most, they will turn into huge low-level rabbits, which are still food, and are more delicious.
But with such a large population, how come there are some with extraordinary talents?
Moreover, the children of Warcraft are basically born as Warcraft, which is much more stable than the inheritance of humans.
Otherwise, how did those monster insects come out? Their brains are smaller, and their awakening is more difficult than that of rabbits.
But as Adrian said, even if they reach the intermediate level, these rabbits will only die if they have more beautiful hair.
After all, it tastes better.
Except that eating intelligent creatures is not allowed here in Hill, outside, who cares whether a rabbit will cry for its own death!
Hill led Fran and Adrian around the sleeping animals and plants and walked into the magic tower.
Liszt had laid out a sumptuous meal waiting for them.
"What are you going to do after you become a legend?" Fran asked Hill calmly. Adrian couldn't help but glance at his teacher. He has just become a legend!
"Didn't my grandfather say that when we get to Legend, the Mage Association will send us information? I plan to wait and take a closer look." Hill replied, "And I want to read more books. When everything about Legend is clear, I will prepare to go out.
Let’s take a look in the wilderness, but that will have to wait until the elves’ matter is over, I always feel it’s not that simple.”
"Yes. Not bad." Fran agreed, "That's how it should be, and the Warlock Tower should also send someone to send you information, and also send you an invitation letter, asking you to become their honorary elder.
This is the most basic respect for legends. No matter which country you belong to, no one dares to change this tradition. You just have to see if the mages sent are from the elven faction, and be careful that they deliberately anger you."
