Chapter 111 The wind blows the clouds, take the opportunity to take revenge!
Hill firmly demanded that all the two magic plant vines accompanying him enter the pendant space.
The two of them felt that they were vines, not a big tree, and they would die if they fell. Moreover, this was not their true form.
However, Hill would not let them take risks easily.
If these two legendary branches were destroyed, they would have to sleep for many years.
He was only slightly injured at most, and he couldn't afford to let them sacrifice so much.
Before entering, Windmill Jasmine gently placed some of her poison sacs in various corners of the ship.
Hill laughed helplessly.
The most essence of the poison of the legendary magic plant is enough to kill those who dare to sneak attack while the cloud house is broken.
Lily of the Valley gently tied a thin branch with bells of two colors, one white and one gold, into Hill's tied long hair.
In order to reassure her, Hill smiled and promised that he would never take it off.
One of these two bells can protect Hill's spiritual sea, and the other can send out spiritual attacks, which can frighten Hill's enemies in a short time.
Any kind of magic plant cannot only have auxiliary functions. The best defense is offense, which is something engraved in their genes.
It's just that around Hill, these attack skills are never used.
If the white bell of Lily of the Valley is activated at its maximum, it will be enough to make people within a kilometer radius stagnant and unable to move.
After sending the two reluctant magic plants in, Hill's cloud ship had already flown past Dionisio.
The mage kingdom in the northwest is right in front of us.
Hill stood on the already bare deck, pursed his lips.
There was a mess in front of him.
Lands and lands collapsed, trees fell and houses collapsed.
The forest he passed through should be the domain of the half-elf legends.
Their magic towers that have lasted for thousands of years are now full of cracks, and some have even collapsed to the ground. There are giant broken trees everywhere.
Hill took a few glances and saw that many low-level mages were seriously injured, and high-level mages were searching for the injured among the ruins.
Hill crossed the forest directly, crossed the crumbling mountains, and arrived in front of the huge pit.
He couldn't help but swallow before he could control his exclamation.
The huge pit, which was still filled with black smoke after such a long time, was filled with a terrible stench.
Hill knew that it was the smell of a large number of burning corpses.
But he also smelled the faint smell of sulfur.
Hill parked the cloud ship a little further away.
After all, above the pit, someone was furiously cursing Delacruz.
No, it can’t be considered a human, it should be called a half-elf.
Even with a heavy heart, Hill smiled.
Gillensgarne, the legendary half-elf mage who was picking trouble with him, was the first time that Hill had met a real person.
No wonder he believed so easily that he could become a half-elf god.
The long silver-blue hair proves that he has more blood from alien elves in his body.
Compared to Hill's long golden hair, he is the kind of half-elf that elves would like.
Delacross listened to Gillensgain's accusations with an expressionless face. After he went too far, he raised his hand and gave him a thunder. After he dodged in embarrassment, he was followed by a terrifying wall of fire.
The corners of Hill's eyes twitched. The color of the flame was almost the same as Delacross's purple robe.
Is this the strength of the most powerful mage in the world?
A wall of fire is a burning purple flame.
"What does it have to do with you if I blow up my own place?
The collapse of the magic tower only proves your incompetence.
For tens of thousands of years, magic towers are still legendary. In the human world, magicians can build them themselves.
If you are a waste, don't blame others for trying to harm you.
I didn't blow up your side, that's enough to give you face.
Also! The entire land here belongs to me, including your magic tower, which is also built on my territory. I used to be willing to use it for you, so that you are qualified to live here. Now, I don’t want to anymore
"Just get out of here quickly." Delacross sneered and said, "Don't you always claim to be of elf blood? Go back to the Elf Forest!
See if the elves will let you, the future half-elf god, move in!
Idiot! As a mage who wants to become a god, you really disgraced the mage!
Don’t think of yourself as a mage again!
Speaking of which, I really want to kill you more than these devil worshippers!
Hurry up and take your people back to the Elf Forest!"
Hill was very happy to hear it.
It seems that Delacruz hates these mages who betray the truth more than demons!
There are actually many ways for legendary mages to sing their lives, but they must enter the starry sky or the elemental world.
Therefore, legends of laws basically transcend the so-called three thousand years of life.
It would be difficult for human beings to have the ability to enter the starry sky if they were legends of single-line laws. They could only wait for the countdown of life in agony, and no one would think there was anything wrong with their struggles.
But as a half-elf legend who has lived for tens of thousands of years, the power accumulated by Gillensgain can actually enter the starry sky long ago.
But he just didn't want to.
Because it was too painful, and the causal thread on his body was so heavy that every step he took was extremely difficult.
It takes a very strong willpower to persevere.
So Gillensgain chose to walk into the arms of God.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with his choice, with a disdainful smile on his face: "What does that matter? Eternal life is waiting for me, I don't have to be like you, doing asceticism in the starry sky all year round!
I will go back to the Elf Forest! The Mage Association should have ceased to exist long ago!
Those demons were not brought in by us half-elves!
Aren’t you always neutral? Look at the monsters you’ve raised! Haha! What kind of face do you have? Delacruz!”
Gillensgarn laughed and flew into the forest.
Hill remained calm and raised his hand to release Ice Storm.
Eight tornadoes carrying ice and snow instantly rolled towards Gillensgain.
After trying his best to avoid it, he stood in the air and was about to curse.
Hill used all his strength and used the Ice Storm skill twelve times almost instantly.
104 huge blue-white tornadoes roared and rotated, wrapping Gillensgain in the middle.
"Ah!" Hill yelled meaningfully, "I'm so sorry. I even placed an ice tornado for people to avoid. I didn't expect that there would be someone standing in the middle. I'm sorry."
Gillensgain kept silent, he was quite smart.
If you really want to speak, you can only fill your stomach with cold wind and snow.
Hill just felt disgusted at him, and the tornado slowly separated one after another, spinning around to the edge of the pit.
Gillensgain broke free quickly and didn't suffer any injuries. At most, he was hit all over his head.
After all, the tornado Hill released was to surround this deep pit. As long as he was not from the evil camp, he would basically have no problem other than losing face.
"Hill Bolaño!" Gillensgain read Hill's name word by word.
Hill almost whistled in celebration, but he still held back and quietly released the Water of Tranquility to restore his mana and spiritual power.
"Mr. Gillensgarn, I have long admired you." Hill said with a smile, "It's our first time meeting you. I'm really sorry to give you such a gift.
It's just that I'm a little worried that some demon will escape, which would be too bad.
But why did Gillensgain stop? I cast a tentative spell in front of me! As long as you fly away quickly, the ones behind you won't touch you at all.
Alas! I didn’t expect that Mr. Gillensgard would react so slowly! I will pay attention next time.”
Gillensgain looked ugly, but could only resist the urge to curse.
Delacross, carrying several legendaries of law, had quietly flown beside Hill's cloud ship.
Although Hill knew that they were trying to take advantage of the tranquil water that Hill had just released.
But Gillensgain doesn’t know that!
He could only swallow the loss of silence and flew back to his magic tower angrily.
Of course, it's the kind that collapsed in half.
"Are you angry?" Delacruz asked Hill with a smile.
"What are you talking about!" Hill showed an innocent smile, "I have forgotten what happened for so long."
Then he stood upright and respectfully bowed to the president: "Good day, His Highness de la Cruz."
Delacruz raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, Fran told you!"
"After all, I am already a legend. I will always have the opportunity to meet you. Of course my grandfather will tell me not to offend my own people." Hill replied with a smile.
"That's right. That means Adrian doesn't know yet. Are you afraid that he will be upset?" Delacruz smiled gently.
"Uncle Adrian accepted the commission from His Majesty the King and temporarily serves as the city lord of Central City." Hill said with a smile, "He has always been fair in his work. People who have come from the Mage Association will be well accommodated."
Delacruz's expression became more kind: "Oh, that's really good. I will ask Villian Lyon, who is following me, to keep silent and wait until the right time to talk! It's just a bit of a pity, I think Adrian is quite suitable.
Of my genre.”
The old man and the young man looked at each other slightly, and both of them knew that there was no point in continuing this confrontation.
"This spell of yours is quite useful!" Delacruz changed the subject first, "I have been worried about what if that guy escapes our sight. We have paid so much, killed so many people, and finally let him escape.
Yeah, that would be so embarrassing."
Hill turned his head and looked at the ice tornado spinning in circles around the huge pit and smiled: "Thank you to the Sun God for his blessing."
Delacruz frowned slightly: "Holy power?"
Looking at his disapproving expression, Hill knew that this mage didn't like any spells that could only be used by the power of gods.
But Hill also felt that De La Cruz wanted too much. The laws were there. It would be great if you could study these sacred spells. If not, you can't condemn people who are born with them.
No one is proficient in everything.
Hill didn't speak anymore. He just stood quietly in the safest place and connected his mental power to the more than 100 tornadoes.
Hill definitely doesn't want to let this devil go.
