Hill looked around carefully again and found that he still couldn't find it. Then he quickly and quietly activated all the defenses of the cloud ship and moved to Fran's magic tower.
Although the flying speed of the cloud ship is slow, its defense is not bad.
Hill, who was afraid of death, stacked the defensive magic array to the limit.
Moreover, even if William has gone to the camp over there, he cannot give up here.
Hill looked at the six large ships standing quietly. There must be a back-up there. He had long felt that William would never allow these ships to stop in such an uneven manner without some reason.
Neatness should be engraved in his bones.
Moreover, Fran's magic tower is actually on the same level as William's royal ship.
Hill took out a pen and paper, drew carefully on the paper for a while, and finally drew a flat hexagram array.
This is the star-guiding array. In addition to the king ship in the center, it also has control over Flan's magic tower.
The biggest skill is rebounding.
I don’t know if it’s because of the location of the magic tower, which looks like a star floating outside the magic circle.
So, when did Fran get this magic circle for William?
Was this prepared in advance?
No wonder all the boats, even those built by Adrian, had been inspected many times by Frank himself.
This is a magic circle that can move flexibly!
What's William's idea? The essence of positional warfare, blocking the front with heavy firepower.
There must be more than just one magic circle. How could William only want to defend?
Will the world's methods of warfare change in the future?
Hill patted his forehead lightly, it was impossible.
Let’s not talk about how many resources are consumed to form these magic circles.
How many kings could afford someone like Fran?
Although William and the God of Time and Space are very careful not to let things from other time and space enter this world.
But the attributeless crystals they brought were enough to surprise the world.
For those who came from other countries, a very important task now is to purchase these attributeless crystal stones from the Salar people.
Although most of them were collected by William, most of the rest were collected by mages like Fran and Hill.
But the undead are very accustomed to using crystals as large gold coins, and the merchants and nobles of Salar can still receive a lot.
A good thing like being able to earn crystals with gold coins has never happened in the past few years. Almost all the nobles in Salar participated in it.
However, although these spies also want to trade directly with the undead, for some reason, if they say a few words, their true identity will be discovered, not only will they be beaten, but they will also be escorted directly to the guards.
If any idiot really dared to resist, the undead would be more direct and kill them all.
If it weren't for people like Hill and Fran, who couldn't be sent away with ordinary crystals, William, who is rich in the world, wouldn't have to dig out space crystals at all.
But William was not afraid of the cost of war caused by simply burning spar.
No matter how envious others are, they will never be able to learn from it, and even if the national treasury is burned, they will not be able to afford it.
Hill turned his attention back to the drawing. Unless someone could smash this Hidden Star Formation in one breath, he would only get a beating from himself.
This is the magic circle that Fran is presiding over.
Moreover, William also knew that the enemy might send out the Fallen Angels, but he still left without caring and went to open the divine realm there.
One can imagine how much he believes in the defensive power of this magic circle.
Hill slowly showed a smile. Considering the dwarf's habitual habit of smashing things, he would probably see a lot of little stars.
Then he pondered for a while and parked his cloud ship in a relatively safe place that would not affect Flan's control of the array.
Even if the array is broken, he can probably hold on to this position for one second longer, which is enough for him to burn the crystal and escape.
Standing in the study, with a crystal ball in front of me, I couldn't help but smile.
"Teacher?" Adrian, who was sitting and looking at the drawings, couldn't help but ask.
"Hill, he has recognized this magic circle and has parked his cloud house at a safe spot."
Adrian stood up and saw the Yun Ship parked quietly through the window.
"It would be great if Hill was a mage!" Adrian sighed sincerely, he was going crazy looking at the drawings recently.
Fran shook his head: "Don't say these useless things. Even if you find a student who likes magic arrays and artifact alchemy, do you still plan to let me teach you? You still have to memorize these array diagrams yourself."
Adrian sighed.
"Why is that guy Spencer sitting on Hill's boat?" He looked again and found Spencer who was happily pouring himself a drink, with a table full of delicious food in front of him.
"He wants to watch the excitement. Where else can he go besides Hill's boat?" Fran pinched the bridge of his nose. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Here he comes!"
There was a loud bang, as if it was exploding on top of Hill's head.
He opened his mouth slightly and looked at the God of Forging, being supported by a dwarf, with the shield hanging around his hand and neck, dragging it in the air.
It's actually connected with chains. Is this a hand shield?
Probably to prevent the time and space rift from swallowing up his shield and never getting it back, he got a temporary chain to carry it with him.
It's a lucky hit, otherwise he would be embarrassed if he accidentally threw away his weapon.
Even though he was hit by his own shield, it didn't make him any better.
However, how much force did he use just now?
He couldn't even stand up, so he had to be supported by the legendary dwarf behind him.
Seeing that the God of Forging was just a little dizzy, Hill praised the dwarf's head, which was indeed as hard as the legend.
Fortunately, in order to smash the magic defense of this camp, he used a shield instead of the long sword hanging on his waist.
But Hill always wanted to know, why didn't he use a hammer?
Isn't it hanging on his back?
Hill stretched out his fingers curiously, and eight tornadoes swept out, carrying countless sand and stone ice.
The legendary dwarf who was supporting the dwarf god of forging instantly let go of his hand and raised the shield he was carrying behind him.
This is a shield warrior.
But he actually only focused on covering his whole body, not caring about the still confused God of Forging, and even used the body of the God of Forging to block one direction.
Hill blinked and looked at the Forging God whose face was covered by sand and stone ice. When he came to his senses, he first looked coldly at the Dwarf Legend behind him, and then raised his shield to protect himself.
Some of what the God of Forging said to the Goddess of Hunting may not be false, and his status in the dwarf community is somewhat wrong.
Hill knew that these dwarves were evil and it was normal to be selfish.
But Hill's tentative attack would at most seriously injure the legend, but he didn't care that the God of Forging would teach him a lesson when he returned.
Not from the same camp?
Hill increased his magic power, the ice turned into sharp swords, and the sand and gravel turned into stone spears. The dwarves had to continue to defend.
What a great opportunity to test the power of your own magic!
A God of Forging who came down without an artifact is so interesting!
