Frank has always preferred to do more on his own, and never owes anyone a favor.
But not everyone has this kind of consciousness, even the legendary mage.
Fran sighed and shook his head: "De La Cruz still understands that he is still different from the ones above. He really feels that everything you do is of your own free will, not because he asked for help.
His strength is enough to ensure that even if you are not around, nothing will happen to him.
His own people were not destroyed in the hands of those demons. Even if the demon did escape, it wouldn't matter much.
He tried his best, but failed, so there was nothing he could do.
As for humans, if that demon really had the ability to escape, it would only prove that the world deserves to suffer this disaster.
In his heart, if the gods did not intervene, they would not be qualified to ask him why he failed to stop the demon.
Even though this place belongs to him, Delacruz still thinks that His Majesty the King has a greater responsibility than him.
In his heart, His Majesty the King came on behalf of human gods.
The mage's willingness to take action for the entire human race is out of his own will, and the gods' action is their responsibility.
Although annoying, his logic has always been this way.
But the ones above are different.
All of their students and family members were involved, and many died. They wanted revenge.
If you hadn't come, there's a high chance that the demon Babu would have escaped. Maybe even the vice-president could have taken the opportunity to escape.
They know in their hearts that they are the only ones who owe you.
But I'm just looking at you, maybe I want you to die even more, so the dead person doesn't need to repay any kindness.
Do you really think that the will of the world is dead?
You have no grievances and want to leave this world?"
"If they wanted to leave, they wouldn't have stayed in the Mage Association for so long." Hill said nonchalantly, "Except for the president and a few legends of the law who are thousands of years old, no one else has stayed in the starry sky.
It's been a long time.
They probably have to wait until their lives are almost over before they can think of a solution, right?
The legend of the law is tens of thousands of years old. Except for de la Cruz, those who want to leave have already left long ago.
The demonized vice-president is just an example. There are always people who don’t want to leave the familiar life.”
"How did they become legends?" Fran murmured to himself.
"Don't you have to leave this world to pursue the truth?" Hill smiled, "Compared to those people who left without looking back, at least they still believe that this world will never be destroyed!"
"De La Cruz gave them the illusion!" Fran suddenly said, "That person must stay away. He likes to observe why two opposite types of people exist.
They feel this way, maybe it’s because Delacruz is doing some research on human nature.”
Hill was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt in awe, and then decided to stay away.
Such people are no different from devils.
I hope that after de la Cruz leaves this world, he will not encounter the devil king who has become interested in him. Otherwise, if he loses control, his soul will directly fall.
Fran shook his head and asked Hill: "Do you know why you were assassinated?"
"The fact that I am a natural warlock is not the most important reason." Hill held the pendant back on his neck, "Natural warlocks with the blood of the Earth Bear are the enemies in their eyes."
"Then what are you going to do?" Fran said helplessly, "It's not difficult to know your Earth Bear bloodline. Neither the Fran family nor the Perast family has warlock blood, they can only be inherited from the elves.
As for the earth bloodline in the elven heritage, it seems that there is only one type of earth bear.
Although that legend is a joke, elves all agree that half of it is true."
Hill waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, Grandpa, I will be careful in the future. After reaching Legend, it will be too difficult to kill me. If you attack me sneakily, I have a natural consciousness to warn you, and you can directly besiege me. Even if you are summoned by the elemental world, I can only
It takes 10 seconds.
If I hadn't wanted to see how this demiplane spreads, I would have run away long ago.
My elemental lord is still squatting in the elemental world! He is afraid that I will be attacked again."
Fran nodded: "I won't ask you why. Don't tell Adrian either. Even the gods don't seem to know much about this matter. His Majesty the King also looked surprised, and he didn't understand it after it was over.
look.
In this case, don't say anything.
The gods may not be able to hear our conversation, but they may feel it and find the reason directly."
Hill nodded: "Uncle Adrian, do you know about this?"
"I never told him." Fran exhaled, "De La Cruz ran over, don't tell him for the time being. I'm worried that he will cause trouble for Dela Cruz's people.
He doesn't need to take action himself, he can just go to the undead.
Isn't that young master also over there?
If something really happened, Delacruz didn't need to look for clues, he could guess who did it.
Although Adrian won't suffer much, he will still be unlucky.
I don't want my students to be tortured by him."
Hill sighed: "Uncle Adrian, I wish I had found the path to legend as soon as possible."
Fran shook his head: "This kind of thing can only be looked at by himself. There is nothing we can do if we are anxious."
He looked at Hill, who was sitting on the sofa and hugging his legs: "How do you plan to retaliate? Do you need my help?"
"Those dwarves have no idea what a natural warlock can do." Hill sneered. "Grandpa, there's no need to take action. I'll just send a mission to the undead."
Fran glanced at Hill in surprise and found that he was holding the pendant and turning it in circles.
Although he looked like it was no big deal, Hill was really angry!
Fran thought, Hill was planning to use plants again.
Elf druids also plant a lot of flowers and grass. They know the growth patterns of plants and their functions.
But Hill seems to know more about the characteristics of plants, especially some seemingly meaningless abilities, so he can use them more skillfully.
Hill turned over the pendant, feeling furious.
The vitality of the green butterfly is particularly strong, and after absorbing metals, it will use these metals to strengthen itself.
He discovered it after testing a few waves in the pendant.
If it is a magic plant green butterfly that has absorbed metal, it cannot be chopped off with a knife.
Hill doesn't have low-level weapons.
Moreover, the seeds of Green Butterfly are very genetically stable.
In the next wave, the ability to absorb metal will be stronger and faster.
That is the self-strengthening and self-protection of plants.
If these plants really overgrow the mines, the dwarves have basically no solution other than setting fire to the mountains.
But after Green Butterfly absorbs metal to strengthen itself, if you want to burn them, the metal ore will be burned to the same extent.
The flames of this world can really burn metal to ashes.
Or use an artifact to chop?
In that case, Hill would also feel quite happy.
Fran looked at Hill, whose face was full of intrigues, and smiled helplessly: "Let's observe the demiplane first! We'll talk about other things later."
Hill nodded. The opportunity was rare and he knew what was more important.
Fran took Hill and stayed here for another half a month before that half of the plane was completely destroyed.
Fran felt that if he really passed by a new demiplane, he would definitely not miss it.
Rarely in a good mood, he asked Hill: "How is it? You should have no problem finding the demiplane, right?"
Hill glanced at Fran with a dull expression.
"What's wrong?" Fran stood up. What happened?
"The remnants of that one..." Hill said incoherently, "The one that finally flashed and exploded melted into my pendant."
Fran's face was expressionless for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Although he had known that Hill was very lucky, this was okay, which really made him feel a little incredible.
"How big?" Fran thought for a moment. The entrance to the demiplane should be a medium-sized demiplane.
Hill blinked and held the pendant and looked at it again: "It's about the same size as Central City."
Fran glanced at the sky outside indifferently. If those legends of the law who left knew about it, they would be mad.
One-tenth of a medium-sized demiplane fell directly into Hill's hands.
Hill was very happy. He went back to the valley and moved some of the magic plants in. His valley was almost full of them.
And if you are just cultivating seedlings, any amount is enough.
He can also build a magic tower inside to control it. Hill only needs to release natural blessings every day.
"Adventures always pay off!" Hill smiled proudly.
"It's just your adventure." Fran couldn't help the sour bubbles of jealousy.
After waiting until all the legends had left, Frank took Hill and flew directly to Central City.
"Do you want to stay here?" Fran asked Hill, "or go back with me."
"Let's go back together." Hill quickly replied, "I have a lot of things to do. I'll leave as soon as I send the task. Now I can just leave it to Uncle Adrian, right?"
"It should be." Fran thought so too.
Adrian looked at the two people who came hand in hand and asked in surprise: "The teacher is also here?"
"There is a good thing, only legends are useful." Frank glanced at the busy students, "Hill just asked me to go."
Adrian gave a helpless smile: "Teacher, there is no need to ridicule me. Although I am busy, I really feel something."
When Fran heard the rare good news, he smiled and sat aside without talking.
Hill directly asked Adrian how to send tasks to the undead and where to put the items needed for the tasks.
Adrian blinked and called a mage directly: "Just give him all the things you ask for, and the rewards are the same. You should know the process."
Hill smiled and greeted the little mage, and then took out a storage ring: "Everything is in there, including quest items and rewards. The undead can also increase the friendliness of my territory."
Then he took out the map of the dwarf mine that he recalled carefully in those days: "My request is to plant these flowers all over these bare mountains. The land without green looks too uncomfortable!"
