Chapter 262 Hill, who is waiting for his salary to live
Adrian left quickly. There were a lot of things going on in Central City recently, and he was extremely busy. Being away for so long was already the limit.
Knowing that his teacher was just too lazy to care and not afraid to care, Adrien felt relieved.
He didn't want his teacher to return to the embrace of the half-elf queen one day.
If it was an ordinary elf demigod, Adrian didn't think it mattered.
But a queen represents endless troubles.
He didn't want his teacher's journey to the stars to end here.
Even if we go far away and never see him again, that is Fran's eternal pursuit.
Hill threw the magic book he had copied to Adrian, earning a look of amazement.
So many earth law spells!
For Adrian, who likes drug alchemy, it would be great if he could control the laws of the earth during the legend.
Seeing Adrian almost jumping away, the two people on the cloud boat felt a little bit of his mentality.
I couldn't help but smile at each other.
Although caring can lead to chaos, at the very least, all seemingly stupid things are out of the most sincere care.
"Does grandpa plan to stay here in Central City?" Hill probed and asked.
"No." Fran shook his head, "I will come again when His Majesty the King really wants to attack the capital of the dwarf country."
Hill laughed: "Grandpa, do you want to see their artifact that can move freely in the stars?"
"Of course." Frank leaned back on the chair leisurely, "The dwarf thing will be over soon, and I should be setting off. If I can find some inspiration from that artifact, that would be the best.
Safety comes first when going out.”
He glanced at Hill: "What about you? When do you plan to leave?"
"After the earth goddess revives." Hill lowered his head, "I may go to the end of the world after a while."
"Have those bears found you?" Fran reacted keenly.
"Do many people know about it?" Hill raised his head, "Why doesn't anyone help them?"
"Humans appeared too late." Fran sighed, "The bears of the earth no longer believe in any existence outside of their group. They will not come out easily, and others will not be able to enter.
The laws of that place are chaotic, and even gods cannot enter.
Only the beloved of the earth can survive there.
You should understand who is supporting this planet, and the only one who can help with that artifact is the Earth Bear.
The laws of chaos are said to be weakened to a tenth when they fall upon them."
Hill said nothing.
Many times, he suspected that the world looked at him differently because of his Earth Bear bloodline.
"I originally thought that you would follow me and walk towards the stars soon." Fran said with a little regret, "But this world is really good to you, and you don't even need to repay it.
According to my prediction, you will owe the world a lot if you are so lucky, so I never want you to rely on luck to do things.
But you have not incurred any debt at all and are still clean. This only proves that the world only wants to give you blessings and never wants to get anything in return from you.
Then there is nothing wrong with you doing this.
Just because He doesn’t need you to repay Him doesn’t mean you can just pat your butt and walk away.”
Fran touched Hill's head: "It's just, Hill, I still hope to see you on the road, instead of waiting until one day when I want to look back, I find that you are still where you are."
Hill suppressed his excitement and nodded vigorously: "Don't worry! Grandpa, only a little bit of damage is left! I want to go through it, and I also hope that my natural blessing can help the earth recover faster."
"Can your body support it?" Fran asked with concern.
"The bloodline of the Earth Bear will tell me when I can go, so I want to prepare my weapons and armor first." Hill glanced at the beautiful scenery under the boat, "I plan to tell Uncle Adrian then,
I'm going to prepare for the starry sky."
"That's all I can tell him." Frank shook his head, "But when I saw him this time, I can clearly feel that he is much more motivated now than before. Maybe he can be sure before you leave.
What are your own rules?
If you go to the stars and Adrian can become a legend, that would be the best.
We can also worry less, no matter how many backers we have, they are not as reliable as ourselves."
Fran stood up: "Are you planning to continue making armor? Already have an idea?"
"Yes, I have a very interesting idea." Hill said without blinking, "I will go back with my grandfather and show you those drawings by the way. I don't need them anymore."
He had to go back and get the crystal.
This can last at most half a month on the cloud boat.
Hill never thought that in this world, he would have to wait for his salary to live.
Although Fran was a little strange, it was obvious that Hill did not need to go back for this matter, just let the undead hand it over.
But he felt that Hill might be too tired from working on the semi-artifact and wanted to take a rest, so he nodded in agreement.
Hill took out another local magic book and handed it to Fran.
Fran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, no wonder Adrian was so happy.
Hill's guess was correct. The reason why he planned to stay in the magic tower for retreat was to study earth magic.
Although there are very few wood spells, he knows a lot of metal and earth spells, and he is also very familiar with the laws.
Hill can use the wood and earth elements to directly detect the gold element, and of course he can also detect the wood element.
As long as he can find it, Fran believes he can control it.
But before he could find the law of wood, he really needed to correct his two spells a little bit.
And what Hill has in his hands is probably the most complete earth spell in the world.
Although Fran knew that Hill, who was the first to communicate and perfect the laws of the earth, would definitely receive some feedback from the will of the world, he was still a little surprised by so many spells.
After flipping through a few pages of the magic book, Fran couldn't help but glance at Hill. Is this child the god who lost his life when the world was broken?
Although gods will fall, not all of them will die. Like the goddess of hunting, it is purely because she doesn’t want to live anymore.
If you die unexpectedly, it is indeed possible to preserve a part of your soul.
Both the Silver Moon Goddess and the Sun God have seen Hill. If they have known each other before, it is impossible for them not to recognize him.
Fran shook his head, he would always know later.
"Why doesn't grandpa stay here in Central City?" Hill was a little curious, "Isn't it easier to sense the law here?"
"There are too many mages." Fran shook his head, "Their various temptations will shake the law. Those who need to sense the path of legend are more suitable to stay here.
Or you need to feel what kind of legend the new law is.
It’s not that I don’t know any wood spells. Although it’s not the magic of natural growth, I at least know a little bit about summoning vines and command entanglement.
For me, what I need more is silence.”
Hill nodded: "I understand."
Hill doesn't have much influence. To put it bluntly, when he takes action now, he uses more rules than spells, so there is still a little difference between him and the mage.
Warlocks are more sensitive to their own laws, and when they find them, they can directly feel the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of the laws.
The mage must figure out the nature of the law bit by bit.
No wonder the legendary warlock pays more attention to this place.
As soon as they discovered it, they almost came in droves.
Hill happily followed his grandfather and teleported back to his small town, finally going back to the carefree life of a wealthy family.
Fran, who followed Hill back to the Magic Tower, turned over a pile of drawings handed over by the undead with great interest.
Hill had shown it to him before, but before seeing the real thing, Frank always thought it was too fancy.
Now I really think it’s pretty good and I can use it as a reference.
After sending Frank off, he asked about the current situation in Liszt's territory. After knowing that everything was safe and sound, and no mage even came to see him, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.
Is he, the master, easier to bully than the territory that cannot be touched?
Also, the undead were everywhere inside and outside his territory. When he flew back, he could see them squatting in the flowers and having a picnic.
And in the valley, who dares to act like a monster in front of Aglaia?
Everyone knows that this is the birthplace of the sea god, and Aglaia can know everything in the valley that she wants to know.
Moreover, here, if Aglaia wants to kill anyone, the will of the world will not stop her. This is the birthplace of gods, and gods certainly have all privileges.
Aglaia is a feared god, but it is understandable that if the Chaos type is really angered, it will not care about the cause and effect, and it is normal to directly pursue him to the ends of the earth.
This is different from the anger of the God of Nobles that ends when he is angry. The revenge of the Chaos type is from morning to night, and what matters is not whether the revenge has been avenged, but whether it has been remembered.
Hill broke off his fingers. The next person who came to trouble him must be chopped into pieces.
He really wanted to try to see if his twelve thin swords could perform the Ten Thousand Swords Technique!
Hill took most of the crystals and various water-based materials and planned to go directly to Central City.
Liszt stopped him and talked hesitantly about Alice's feat.
During this time, he heard those undead people crazily praising Alice for being brave and knowledgeable, which made him feel dizzy.
Hill was stunned, recalling the cute, coquettish and cute Alice in his mind, and felt a little dazed for a moment.
"Cats are small-minded creatures with a strong desire for revenge. If they really hold a grudge, they will chase them for thousands of miles to take revenge."
This little paper on "cat's temper" that he once regarded as a joke might be true?
The choice of the appearance of nature spirits is mostly a reflection of their inner thoughts, so most of the nature spirits choose the deer shape, and only a few choose other forms.
But Hill always thought that Alice chose to become a cat because she was lazy, playful, and curious!
He could only shake his head helplessly. Alice is also a girl. If you don't understand, you can't understand!
He packed up another small box and put some scrolls of water and wood healing and interpretation magic that he had researched into it.
If you can't control the child, at least let her have some medicine when she gets hurt.
Hill told Liszt to issue a message delivery mission immediately, and try to choose undead with a relatively high degree of friendliness as the messenger.
Most of these undead people are known to Alice, and it is easier for them to enter Merkel's territory.
In his letter to Alice, he just thanked her for everything she had done for him, and then expressed his humble old father's ardent expectation. Can he stay in a safe place?
Then he gave Merkel a letter full of resentment and curses: If the stupid leopard can't take care of Alice, quickly send Hill back to the valley! He is willing to take care of Alice for the rest of his life!
Hill, who returned to Central City, was still in a daze.
Can't he even understand a cat? Or, as long as it's a female?
Hill feels that he has become very mature!
Returning to the cloud ship, he filled the power cabin with crystals again and returned to the hidden mode.
Hill calmed down and began to think about building a water-based semi-artifact.
He took out a crystal flower that he had pinched off with his teeth. After so many years, with Hill's perception of plants, he had only grown out five more young crystal flower plants.
No wonder there are so few crystal flowers.
He can only practice once, and then he has to use the ten thousand year crystal flower.
The flowers of the crystal flower increase their ability to help restore physical and mental strength as they grow older. Even if they can grow again, if you want to use them, you will have to wait ten thousand years.
Hill put this semi-artifact to work on later, not because it is easier in a single series, but because it is the most difficult.
The fear of failure actually constitutes half the chance of failure.
Hill gritted his teeth and took advantage of the fact that he was still lucky enough to succeed with the semi-artifact in front of him. He planned to practice it first and start practicing it formally once he succeeded.
