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Chapter 132: Prelude to the Battle of the Elves

 The prelude to war always begins with the undead.

In the Hill Territory, those who worked hard every day to make alchemy ingredients and equipment have been particularly crazy recently.

Liszt inquired about it.

The reaction of the undead was still polarized.

Those in the casual category, headed by Laomao, have recently been working hard to make handmade products, intending to sell them to those who are new to the game in the future.

Black Rose and the others are also working hard, but this is to hoard war supplies.

There has been a lot of news coming back from Martha recently.

Because the undead are doing the so-called ten shifts.

When many people were tired, they would fall asleep in the small square in front of the lord's mansion and then be woken up by the loud alarm clock, and then rush to work.

For the first time, Martha knew what it meant to work around the clock. She was worried that Hill's alchemy machine was worn out, so she rushed directly to Hill in a hurry.

Liszt has always been broad-minded. After confirming that his level was so high that even if Hill was biased, it would be impossible to create a tower spirit stronger than him, he generously allowed Martha and Siri to use part of the magic tower's circuits.

This allows the two tower spirits to directly enter the magic tower.

You can even take a walk in the valley.

But Martha and Sri were very cautious and never easily went past Lister to talk to Hill.

Ta Ling is always the wisest.

But for Martha, the most important part of the lord's mansion she is responsible for may be the alchemy factory.

After all, the core of control of the town is still in the hands of Liszt.

She was a little anxious.

During this period, Liszt had been focusing on collecting information from the undead, completely ignoring Martha who was wandering around anxiously.

So she got a rare impulse.

Hill comforted the little girl and saw Liszt floating beside him speechlessly.

"That's alchemy equipment, it can be used for tens of thousands of years. It will be fine no matter how the undead use it, it won't break." Liszt tried his best to comfort Martha calmly, and watched the little girl disappear in embarrassment.

"Who did you base your character on on Martha?" Hill finally became a little curious.

Although the artistic sense is good, this flustered, cute and lovable character does not look like the tower spirit, nor does it look like Hill's idol.

"Martha herself! She likes art, works carelessly, is healthy and well-proportioned, and has a sense of movement." Liszt replied.

"Are you based on the Martha in my sports fan novels?" Hill was silent for a while, and then asked in great pain, "Those are the private goods of those authors, and Martha herself claims to own them.

A woman with a will of steel!”

What does this have to do with Martha?

The appearance is already beautified by Hill, and even William would not know who this Martha is standing in front of her.

The personalities are completely incompatible.

At first, Hill found out that his selfishness had been exposed by Liszt, so he was not too embarrassed to contact Martha.

I really didn't expect this ending.

Hill waved his hand and finally understood that the tower spirits were not real people after all, and their thinking was really similar to the so-called intelligent brain.

No matter how rich Liszt's emotions were, it could not change his straight-line style when doing these things.

He only knew that Hill liked reading those novels, but he didn't know that as a fan, he would secretly give various settings to his idol, but what he really loved was the real person.

Hill thought those books portrayed his idols in cute ways, so he liked reading them!

I definitely don’t want my idol to really become like this!

He sighed softly. Fortunately, Sri's character was such that he was not lazy at that time.

Hill could only be grateful for this, otherwise he would have gone crazy if he had asked Liszt to set the tower spirit according to which hot-blooded comic protagonist.

Tumu Man only has so many hobbies, and Hill is really worried that Liszt will surprise him again one day.

Hill nervously told Liszt: "If you have a tower spirit to wake you up in the future, you must follow the rules of someone with a more rigorous work style, especially if you have to deal with outsiders."

Liszt nodded in agreement.

Seeing Hill's somewhat painful expression, he couldn't help but say: "The undead like Martha very much. Every day, there are people who want to talk to her more."

Hill glanced at Liszt and said nothing.

He is usually cute and brainless, and never goes wrong when it comes to serious matters. Of course the undead like to tease her.

Anyway, except for himself and Liszt, no one else would know that this was a game character that Hill had played before.

As long as he ignores this, it will be fine.

Liszt saw that Hill had given up pursuing Martha's matter, so he turned into a notebook and reported to Hill seriously: "The undead said that the expedition will start in one week. It will take another one week."

Time, reach the intersection of the borders of the two kingdoms of dwarves and elves, summon other undead, and build a teleportation array."

So their new information chapter will be officially launched in 2 weeks.

The benefit for veteran players is that they can do pilot missions?

"Mr. Adrian's giant ships have all been delivered." Liszt said, "The undead seem to be assigned places on the ship according to their ranking in the battle merit list. This time, there are 5 ships setting off together, each with 1 million.

Quota.”

"So many?" Hill said in surprise, "I remember Adrian said that the boat they built can carry 200,000 people together. That is the limit, and everyone will be squeezed to death. Now, 1 million?"

Then he realized that William still had a space-time master that he could use!

A ship full of space elements can only expand the space god to more than 10 times, so there is no need to be surprised at all.

Maybe you can live quite comfortably.

Unlike the aboriginal people in this world who are used to one person occupying a lot of living space, William must be very good at cutting small rooms.

Hill shook his head and asked Liszt to pay attention to William's movements. Now that the undead mobilization order has been issued, should William officially declare war on the elves and dwarves?

This day came so quickly, Adrian was even locked up in Fran's magic tower, painfully learning how to refine the Wanfa Ball!

William, as he was accustomed to, turned on the giant screen across Salar to broadcast his war declaration live.

He was wearing a black and gold formal suit and sitting in the King's Hall that Adrian had newly decorated for him.

Hill carefully looked at this circular palace, which was mainly black, supplemented by gold, and dotted with various colors of light.

Adrian is really good at this resplendent, luxurious and magnificent style.

William, sitting on the throne, looked particularly majestic.

"For hundreds of thousands of years, this world has been ruled by invading enemies.

Whether it is humans or monsters, including the moon elves who have lost their main god.

In fact, they all live under the control of these invaders.

Even though humans have kingdoms and gods, they still struggle to protect themselves under the force of elves and dwarves.

Human beings have covered their ears and eyes for tens of thousands of years, pretending not to know that their destiny is never in their own hands.

But the world disagrees.

He didn't feel that the weak creatures in his arms could only live in the hands of the enemy.

The monster of war has ascended to the starry sky as a main god, and the eyes of the moon have also looked towards its believers.

The main god of mankind, whether he is good, neutral or evil, does not want to be suppressed by the gods of other races.

Mages and warlocks are also willing to fight to the death for their own world.

So, why wait!

Three days later, I, King Salal, will fly directly to the Elf Forest and the Dwarf Kingdom with the undead army!

Let the elves and dwarves tremble before my army!"

Hill watched William finish the declaration of war majestically and neatly cut off the live broadcast on the giant screen.

He sat on the sofa and fell into deep thought.

William revealed the existence of Silver Moon, why?

Does that Lady Silver Moon want to summon her followers?

"His Majesty the King has sent an envoy." Liszt suddenly appeared.

Does William still want him to participate in the war? Hill blinked strangely. He should know that he, a natural warlock, cannot take the initiative to attack other countries, right?

The will of the world cannot take the initiative to deal with the elves and dwarves, and can only facilitate the time and space god system.

Elves and dwarves have become very closely integrated with this world.

If Silver Moon and Sun had not awakened, if there had not been the prosperity of the time and space divine system, the will of the world could only endure the erosion of these two races.

He happened to be at the Lord's Mansion, and Hill asked Liszt to invite them up.

Here comes Spencer again.

Seeing Hill's surprised eyes, the Heavenly Knight couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Your Majesty the King, I think you will have a better attitude if I come over."

"What do you mean? What does he want to do?" Hill couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Your Majesty the King, I hope you can take me to the Valley of the Wolf King." Spencer had no intention of being secretive, "The Silver Moon Wolf God has established a short-term alliance with the Time and Space God System. While the elves and dwarves are still in this world,

time, the wolves are willing to maintain an offensive and defensive alliance with Salal.

But he didn't want his wolves to risk leaving the valley, so he asked His Majesty the King to send someone to the Wolf King Valley to sign a contract." Spencer took out a long silver rope and placed it on Hill's table with both hands.

Hill couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and picked up the broken rope made of the wolf god's hair.

One sentence was directly transmitted to his spiritual sea: "Hill, please bring these humans to the Wolf King Valley. Although I am not very willing, this is the will of the goddess.

You have the blessing of the goddess. You should know how to use this thing when you get it, right?"

Hill looked at Spencer helplessly: "Are you leaving now?"

"If you can, that's best." Spencer's eyes lit up instantly, "I actually have a lot of things to do, but His Majesty the King said that only I can do this."

Hill nodded, Sirui's shop Hill couldn't move, but he also made other spaceships.

Spencer took out another small box: "This is a gift from His Majesty the King. Thank you very much for your help."

Hill accepted it without hesitation: William knew it well.

Spencer brought all the knights with him, and it was impossible for anyone to bring the ship.

Obviously he wanted Hill to take him away.

This gift probably includes shipping costs.

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