Hill didn’t dare to say anything, but Warcraft was different.
Even Leopard, who understands human nature very well, is still the type to speak his mind.
"Your friend, do you want that Ibarra?" Merkel suddenly asked, "Look at him flying, he is actually in the row of magicians. How can a legend need to be like that?
Humble.”
Fran nodded: "He is the kind of person who watches with a cold eye and never participates in those messy things. There must be something wrong that has fallen into the hands of others."
"Grandfather, he was the one who informed you that the Mage Association wanted to make things difficult for me, right?" Hill blinked and asked, "How did he tell you? Was he just informing you that someone was looking for trouble, or was he even the one who wanted to make trouble for me?"
Everything about the Elf legend is explained clearly."
"That's very clear." Fran glanced at Hill, "What's wrong?"
"There should be a problem then." Hill sighed, "He may be colluding with the dwarves. Although it may not be the devil."
"Not many people in the Mage Association know about the half-elf legend?"
"There are many people who know that he wants to become a half-elf god. But not many people are willing to say it." Hilton paused, "In the information given to me, the relevant content that appeared later disappeared. The mage who caused the trouble was also worried.
After he became a god, he saw everything written about him. This friend of yours knows too much about it."
"I understand." Fran nodded, "I'm not afraid that the person who becomes a god will know what he said, so he must have made adequate preparations.
If he really has any problem, it should be related to the demonic circle in this place.
He used to be good at magic circles, but not that strong. Later, when he became a legend, he suddenly learned a lot.
He became a legend 20 years earlier than I expected."
Hill said nothing more.
Fran sneered and said: "Taking shortcuts can easily lead to big trouble. It depends on how he goes in the future. Since he is so anxious, it means that in the Mage Association, there are the most people who are inclined to completely clean up the demon mages. Although it will not affect life.
What impact does it have, but who among the people in the Mage Association doesn’t have any ambitions?”
"He didn't become an evil person," Hill said. "He was just paid to do his job."
It's just that the money collected is the resource to become a legend.
By doing this, at most the camp will shift a little.
It's just that he wouldn't want to make people look down upon him if the matter was completely exposed, right? So he turned to Deod Ibarra.
Fran had already cheered up. Now that he knew that his friend was completely different from the one in his memory, the decisive Fran gave up quickly.
"I'm going back." He glanced at Hill, "There are still many things to do with Adrian, otherwise you..."
Hill shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I have something to do."
Fran reached out his hand to pat him on the head, then remembered that his grandson in front of him was already a legend, so he planned to take it back.
Hill put his head on Fran's hand raised in the air.
Fran showed a smile, patted his head gently, turned around and flew back to his magic tower.
Hill, who was dressed in colorful clothes, sat down happily, raised a glass of fruit wine and took a big sip.
He really didn't expect that this person would actually make Fran have such a big reaction.
Hill didn't want his grandfather to feel sad for such an unworthy person, so in desperation, he imitated the behavior Alice often did to please him.
He happily took a swig of wine, and Frank's back showed a sense of joy as he flew down. Hill's good behavior was not in vain.
As for going down to help, that's absolutely impossible.
Hill would be satisfied as long as he had that material, and he would not go out and ask for trouble.
Adrian had only been directing the undead to do things for a long time before he pulled Spencer over to help with a stiff expression.
It's not that the undead don't obey orders, but they always have strange ideas.
And always looking for shortcuts.
Hill has seen many people transporting materials jump directly down.
It was thousands of meters deep underground. Before Adrian even started to build it, he would feel the sky full of flying corpses.
Those guys who happily resurrected from the church and ran over, obviously still want to play.
Hill guessed that they were competing to see who could fall lowest before using their skills to fly.
After all, even mages fell to death, let alone those knights.
Once the undead have that strange sense of victory and defeat, William can't control them.
Spencer stood aside with a pale face, looking at these newly entered undead.
If they are the original group of people, experience is very important to them, and it doesn't matter when they are working hard, but many people are not willing to lose experience just for fun.
But this group of people don't care at all. They are working hard to upgrade. Once something fun appears, they will give up the task at hand without hesitation.
Spencer felt that he might not live long, and dying young would be the best outcome for him.
William didn't know if he had discovered what was going on here.
Spencer suddenly discovered that a group of undead who had entered the previous batch came out of the teleportation formation.
He picked up his tablet and took a look. Sure enough, William issued a task to lead the newcomers, specifically specifying the level requirements.
This group of people have only been here for a short time, and many of them have not yet reached the level of Sky Knights.
Those with the highest level followed the large army to attack the dwarf kingdom, while the remaining ones who were not high enough were busy grabbing tasks to complete.
When I saw the limited time missions for them, they appeared very quickly.
Under the influence of that subtle sense of competition, the group of undead who had already gone too far finally calmed down.
Spencer looked back at Wang Chuan. William was still in the mood to take care of things here. It seemed that the matters of the Mages Association had little impact on him!
William really had no impact, William almost died laughing.
This time he was finally convinced that the Elf God King was really a tease.
He watched attentively the synchronous live broadcast that little William played for him.
This guy, wearing a strange blue cloak, quietly touched the river of time and space. When he found that the god of time and space appeared in front of him, he threw out a brilliant red rose.
The God of Time and Space's usually calm face showed panic.
Corellon, the father of the elves, could be either a man or a woman, and William had already popularized his indiscriminate manner.
Fortunately, this god-king seems to be just stupid and doesn't understand the meaning of roses.
From his lame twists and turns, the God of Time and Space could tell that he was here to seek peace, and his expression calmed down.
Probably because of the noble god's love for roses, the Elven God-King, who thought that humans all liked roses, only thought that he had thrown out an olive branch of peace, and was very proud of his god's gift.
From his roundabout words, William finally understood that his goal was those dog bite pictures of the undead.
As for the rainbow picture that gave all the elves the middle finger, he didn't care at all.
William once again confirmed one thing in his heart. Although the elves were dominated by this god-king, not all of them believed in him.
If the hunting goddess had fallen in love with an elf from another faction, the outcome might have been completely different.
If it were William, if he had to marry, he would never choose the strongest opponent, but would add the next strongest person who could compete with the strongest one.
But he glanced at the Elf God King again, his face really shattered everything.
If she is a shrewd and capable goddess, she can probably control herself.
You can never achieve the level of intelligence of a hunting goddess.
William fell into deep thought. The one who could compete with Corellon's son must also be the son of an elf god, but he never felt anything.
Is this Elf God the one who told the Hunting Goddess the importance of the Silver Moon?
But the Elf God King, who initially shattered the halo outside Silver Moon and returned in vain, seems to have believed that the Lord of Silver Moon could reach him?
Otherwise, why would they agree to allow the Lord of the Moon Elves to help their daughter calculate the location of the Moon God?
William gently moved his fingers and contacted little William opposite.
The God of Time and Space, who originally wanted to end the conversation immediately and go back to soothe his frightened heart, quickly received the message and began to chat with the Elf God King.
It has been said that the undead are free souls. The time and space gods only invite them to come to this world to do things, but cannot order them to change their style of doing things.
Unless it violates the terms originally agreed upon, it cannot be forced at all.
Just like William being scolded by a group of people every day, he can only endure it by himself.
Anyway, the elves listen to the King of Gods, so it’s not a big deal. After a few days, when the flowers and plants grow up, the pattern will change.
You see, they painted all the silver wolves as dogs, and Yin Yue even tolerated it.
The Elf God King listened impatiently for a while, and finally said: "That guy Tex relied on the bow and arrows Shanlandri gave him. He never knew respect. He has been coming to make fun of me for the past two days. I don't want to wait any longer.
Already."
He took out a pocket: "I see that you really want all kinds of seeds. These are the seeds that the elves have dedicated to me over the years. In exchange!"
The God of Time and Space was silent for a few minutes, and then nodded in agreement under the impatient urging of the God King.
He really didn't expect that it would be so easy to get words out of this guy's mouth.
He watched the Elf God King sneak away in his cloak, step into the starry sky, and then completely disappear from his perception.
This guy really has enough good stuff in his hands.
"Although this guy's actions are ridiculous, he is not stupid. Did he tell us on purpose?" William on the other side thought for a while and finally came to a conclusion.
"Tex is the god of bows and rangers, right?" the god of time and space said quietly.
"Yes." William laughed, "No wonder Rose takes it so seriously! The illegitimate son of her ex-husband and the nephew of her ex-lover. What a big drama."
William covered his forehead and chuckled.
The illegitimate son that the Elf God King Corellon values very much, it is normal for him to send him to other worlds to become gods.
But William really didn't expect that a son of the god of bows and arrows would follow him out of the car.
And it has been silent.
But again, his father with medium divine power is not enough for him to fight against the Elf God King.
But for Rose to be able to intervene in the affairs of the elves, it must be because of his help.
Why didn't the Hunting Goddess fall in love with this Tex?
