Chapter 354: The star gate opened again, the sudden return
Although this city is considered a big city, it still cannot accommodate tens of millions of undead.
Despite the vigorous work on the ground, in fact, not many people were left behind by the mage. Most of them were flying densely in the air and watching others draw pictures.
As for the priests, except for some men, the girls stayed outside the city.
Probably because girls are always easily moved by crying, even though they knew there were many experienced babies in the city, they gave up on their mission to enter the city.
Even many knights and swordsmen who thought they might be moved by the citizens crying for mercy stayed behind.
Even though in their minds these are NPCs, and red names are natural targets for killing, there are still some people who can't do it.
From Salar to Central City, these undead girls who once let the natives off because of their wails and cried out, causing them more trouble in the end, although they still couldn't control their soft-heartedness, they could manage not to look at or take care of them.
Already.
Everyone who let go of the red-named cry was assigned a tracking mission by William.
The evil camp in the fantasy world is not as simple as murderers. Crimes of massacre will not turn their names into crimson.
For many undead people, that was simply a shocking education.
They will still be soft-hearted to those who cry, but they can already ignore it and let more determined people handle it. Isn't the advantage of the undead just that they have more people?
So they simply stayed outside the city.
Seeing that the affairs in the city were almost settled, most of the undead did not stay any longer and bypassed the city, choosing whether it would be easier to continue moving forward or fight.
It would be even better if you were fighting demons and demons. The undead really prefer abyss and hell, and there are no restrictions on fighting.
Unlike the center of the world, which has become a wasteland, there is a straight road leading to the capital of magic.
No need to worry about getting lost, or another unbeatable guide falling from the sky, the undead happily set off along the road.
They almost never stopped. Although there would be tens of thousands of undead people left in each city who did not want to go on, most of them still continued to move forward with great perseverance.
Hill only came to the palace every day to check on the progress of the undead, and stayed in the shop most of the time.
Many undead have returned from the dead, usually those who were at the front of the charge. Many of these people know that Hill opened a store to collect books and materials.
Hill even received several advanced magic books.
As soon as he opened it and took a look, he quickly closed the magic book with his strong willpower.
At this time, the devil no longer hides his existence!
More than half of that magic book is already pure hell text!
Hill bit the tip of his tongue and let the slight pain warn him.
The legendary mage has a very good memory, almost a photographic memory, but he didn't expect to trick himself at this time.
The spell written in devil's writing appeared repeatedly in his mind. Even if the light of the silver moon stabilized Hill's spiritual sea and the radiance of the sun kept purifying his mental power, Hill would still clearly remember this spell.
Method of casting spells.
Hill quickly entered a meditative state without hesitation. He wanted to completely crush this spell model so that he would never use this spell at any time.
This is a dangerous war. Hill's spirit has always been strong, but this time he had to do the concussion and cutting himself. It was really difficult.
Each strike caused Hill unbearable pain, and he, who had always been very tolerant of pain, couldn't help but moan.
But he still succeeded in completely clearing this spell from his spiritual sea.
Hill took a long breath and fell motionless on the floor in the living room.
After lying down for more than ten minutes, Hill got up.
In this world, he has rarely sweated so much even when he has grown up to this age, and he is already a bit rotten.
Hill walked into the bathroom with difficulty and fell into the bathtub. Fortunately, the puppet given by Frank was highly intelligent. He just wanted to take a bath to his heart's content.
He didn't soak for long, and when he felt his energy was restored, Hill sealed the magic books tightly and took them directly to the palace.
Hill didn't even let Spencer get his hands on it, and handed it to William himself: "Your Majesty, I don't know what to do with these books. They are all hell words used by the devil.
The temptation is very powerful.
Just one look at it and you might be tempted to use the magic inside, but once you use it, it's like signing a contract with the devil.
If you use it too much, it will be impossible to preserve your soul."
"I understand." William took the book and was silent for a while, then directly summoned a gap in space: "The God of Time and Space said I'd better not look at it and just throw these things to Corellon.
He is watching from outside this universe!"
It is true that William cannot make the space gap appear in a precise position, but if it is only in a fixed direction, there is no problem.
As long as William brings his own divine power, Corellon cannot fail to see it.
"There's no way to destroy it?" Spencer frowned and asked, "Do you want me to notify the undead?"
"They think it's okay." William shook his head, "We just don't look at it."
Hell writing affects the soul, but the souls of the undead cannot see that evil characteristic at all.
To the devil, they are no different from mechanical puppets, and the undead in the abyss are more valuable than the undead.
Hill glanced at William: "Why is His Majesty the King in danger? The devil can't affect the gods, right?"
"How is it possible that there is no impact at all?" William laughed and said, "It's just that it is easier for the gods to eliminate this impact, but if you are less vigilant, you will be in bad luck.
Aren’t these born gods in the world of Genns so unlucky?
The Sun God who was killed by the demon probably didn't even show half of his strength.
The same goes for Gernes' world will. After depriving him of the half influenced by the devil, his incomplete condition is dozens of times worse than that of Trasil."
Hill nodded. No wonder Gernes welcomed the gods from another world without hesitation.
"When does His Majesty the King plan to leave?" Hill asked angrily, "I will go with you."
"Almost." William laughed, "When they encounter the first city that cannot be captured immediately, I will follow the undead who have no choice but to return.
I didn't come to this world to watch the undead fight.
I also have my mission."
Hill lowered his head and, like everyone else in the hall, expressed his respect for the king.
Then he translated silently in his mind: When the undead encounter a large number of demigod-level demons, they may not be able to defeat them, and they will probably have to die a lot. At that time, as the highest combat power of Trasil's reinforcements, William must bring the dead with him.
The returning undead set out together to strangle these demons themselves.
When the only resistance in the Kingdom of Magic is humans, William has no intention of stepping forward. The humans in this world will not think that Trasil's visitors are coming to save them, they will only think that they are invaders.
But when high-level devils rise in their cities, they will know that the undead's noisy pleas for the will of the world of Gerns to them to save the world are true.
William, who came forward at that time, would of course be supported by his priesthood of fairness and justice, and the will of the gods of the various deities in Trasil, represented by the undead, would be easily accepted by these humans.
Although Gernes's will to the world was badly destroyed, he at least engraved in his own world laws and core consciousness the subconscious mind that devils and demons are evil and not welcome in this world.
If it were a world that completely surrendered to evil, then even humans would be proud to be devils, and would even merge into the abyss willingly.
But in such a world, Yggdrasil and Corellon would not choose to save it in this way. They would only fight with the devil or demon who did such a thing to see if the world could be destroyed directly.
The reason why these two gods pay so much attention to the world they create is because every world they create uses their origin.
If too many worlds fall into the abyss, it will not only affect their divine power, but may also harm their souls.
They created the world to make themselves stronger, not to cause trouble for themselves.
That day arrived not too late.
The undead who were about to arrive at the Royal Capital in the Magic City were severely attacked by demons at the Royal Capital's Acropolis.
The overwhelming number of mid-level devils, huge high-level devils, and even a dozen hell fiends reduced the number of undead to one-fifth almost as soon as they met.
This was the most tragic defeat for the undead since arriving in Gernes.
Hill, who was staying in his room, had already heard the loud noises throughout the camp, and there were even more angry curses.
He quietly walked out of the door and entered his little shop.
Sure enough, soon some undead came in cursing and selling things. For them, this was really the only relief, especially when they saw that those undead who were not on friendly terms with Hill could only discount their trophies.
When sold to William.
The undead people here in Hill soon became complacent in the envious and jealous eyes of others. They were finally in the mood to chat.
Hill soon heard from their mouths that William issued an order to set off with the second batch of undead entering three days later.
Hill was stunned. Has he been in this world for three months?
Time flies so fast.
Hill waited with complicated emotions for the Star Gate to open again.
He had sealed many magic books in the past two days. William made a big package and threw them together to Corellon.
He stood in his attic and watched the undead pouring out of the star gate.
If there were nearly 100 million undead in Gernes before, this time they really exceeded 100 million, and there were quite a few.
William did not give these undead people much time to adapt, and directly issued the order to set off early the next morning.
The tall king's chariot walked at the front of the team.
Hill, on the other hand, was a little frightened.
He hugged the transparent cat that suddenly jumped into his arms, and tried to calmly get on his carriage.
