Chapter 410 Confirming that he is indeed not a mage's Hill
Hill glanced at the sky, the dawn was coming soon.
"As soon as dawn rises, attack the winter goddess." He told Alice, "Just hit her once. It doesn't matter whether she dies or not."
"There are no attack spells in Qiuqiu." Alice was a little embarrassed, "It seems that I used it too much before. I was too excited. I will pay attention next time."
"It's okay, there is an oil painting." Hill pointed to the huge oil painting hanging behind him, "He will directly follow you and attack."
Generally speaking, those who can become artifacts actually have strong spirituality and can think independently.
It's just that most artifacts are not interested in communicating with the outside world.
But if someone who doesn't agree with them dares to touch them, it will basically only create a disaster.
Hill's artifact oil painting is considered very kind. If Hill has any reasonable request, he will comply with it.
Probably because those who created his divine power have a favorable impression of Hill.
The Ring of Winter in Hill's hand would not work. Although he was polite to Hill, Hill had to control it himself. Like today, it was simply impossible for him to attack the oil painting just by telling him.
That's another price.
As for the Talisman of Perfection, this kind of single-function artifact rarely has thoughts flowing. Even if it has spirituality, it will not have any manifestations. Moreover, Hill has never used it, and he has not used it when facing evil devils. He has long since
Just dissatisfied.
Alice nodded with satisfaction. She was actually a little hostile towards the Winter Goddess.
Maybe it's because Aglaia actually controls part of Trasil's ice laws, and is working hard to capture all of them.
If Trasil cannot give birth to an ice god before she succeeds, then it will have to be seen whether Aglaia will separate gods.
Alice actually regards these gods who conflict with the priesthood of Aglaia as enemies.
On the contrary, Hill didn't think there was anything wrong because he had known about their existence for a long time.
But for Hill, what he couldn't understand the most was whether the relationship between Alice and Aglaia was good or bad. They fought when they met and always argued in the distance.
Hill's only hope for the two of them was not to cause trouble for each other on major matters, but now it seems that is not the case.
Hill sighed softly. He had better stop thinking like a straight man. The relationship between women is too complicated, whether they are mature or not.
Hill waited quietly. The meteor shower had ended. The two people below seemed to have restored their close relationship and began to attack Hill's defensive formation again.
But the Winter Goddess Ona no longer relied on the Storm King Los, but was chopping feebly ten meters away.
Hill felt that she had finally figured out that if she really got the Ring of Winter, Los would not give it to her.
Even though there were only wind and thunder elements, Los still chose to snatch some of the priesthood of the Winter Goddess. Hill suspected that it was because of the cold wind or something like that.
Then if he had the Ring of Winter that could control ice and snow, wouldn't Lose also take the priesthood of ice and snow?
Los is actually exactly the same as Talos in his original form, possessing endless greed.
Nothing can override the power he controls.
That Los was attacking very seriously, the lightning on his hammer was shining, and he was much more serious than before the hunter was killed.
At least Liszt felt a little pressure and went down to look at the stock of crystal stones.
Perhaps these evil gods really thought that Hill would go out and take a look before the defensive circle was shattered.
After all, Amber's body has been lying on the edge of the magic circle, and many people can't help but come closer to see the results of their victory.
Unfortunately, Hill had long suspected that there were enemies mixed into his magic circle, so how could he be stupid enough to go out and die on his own.
Knowing that there is danger and still showing off one's strength is the fault of the evil god. A normal mage would not be so boring.
It's the mage's job to step out of the magic tower and take a look after the dust has settled for a few days.
However, if it were the hunter, Hill didn't think he would be easily killed.
Although the body of an ordinary legendary mage is not as strong as a legendary knight, it is still strong enough to reach the body of a heavenly knight.
It's just that without training in martial arts, it is of no use except to strengthen the body.
Just like Adrian, who was always called a mage because he was delicate and frail, he was actually much stronger than an ordinary knight.
Just think about how powerful an elemental body is, just think about the undead who can fight with their companions. They don't have any professions when they fight.
Hill felt that they would send hunters to deal with him, probably treating Hill as an ordinary legendary mage.
But now Hill has thick skin. Even if he uses a legendary weapon, if he just cuts it flatly, there will not be even a white mark. The hunter obviously intends to assassinate Hill with his claws, except for a few fingernails.
It just collapses without any other consequences.
Hill slowly outlined the source of the man behind the scenes. It was obvious that he came from the previous world, and he did not know that Hill was a warlock.
Warlocks are inherently stronger physically than mages, so hunters will be more wary of warlocks.
With his temperament of running away for three thousand miles when encountering trouble, he might not even sneak into the defensive circle and take risks.
Alice suddenly sat upright. Hill glanced at the sky. Sure enough, the night sky had begun to slowly fade.
Hill felt that Alice was getting closer to the sun and was very sensitive to sunrise and sunset.
He held the amulet and stared closely at Los below.
Alice looked up and took out a similar talisman from her chest, picked it up with the tip of her paw and pressed it against the window.
She just likes the refreshing feeling of swinging the ball with her paws, not that she can't control it with her mental power.
When dawn suddenly appeared, the crystal clear crystal ball behind Alice hit the winter goddess directly.
The rapidly rotating adamantine ball hit her head almost instantly, and the Winter Goddess screamed and retreated quickly.
Hill suppressed his desire to laugh and pointed the amulet at Los, who looked back in panic.
The winter goddess actually put most of her defense power on her face. Unexpectedly, Alice hit her forehead this time.
Ross actually reacted to Hill's attack, but even if he used all his strength to protect himself with thunder and turned himself into a lightning djinn, it would be useless. The Talisman of Perfection is a probabilistic artifact. As long as he is hit, no matter how he defends, it will be useless.
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Seeing Ross roaring and being dragged directly to the ground, the Winter Goddess covered the missing piece of her head and turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, she was still beaten to the ground by the oil painting that had been waiting for a long time.
"Are you going to kill her completely?" Alice's fine gold ball was flying in the air, and her eagerness to try made Hill a little worried.
If it were Alice in the past, she would never want to take the opportunity to kill all her enemies. She really changed a lot during the time she went out with Merkel.
In fact, Hill can sometimes understand why Merkel felt relieved to go into seclusion this time. Although Alice was a lot lazy with Hill, it can be seen that she has learned a lot of tricks in the past few years, and her heart has also improved.
Not so soft anymore.
This is the bad nature of most men. Even a male leopard cannot escape this kind of stupidity. When women are not strong enough, relying on their feelings, I hope they will learn to be independent. When women become really strong, they will naturally take back the love and compassion they had in the past.
went.
Even if these toughness are just for him to pretend to be strong, it will be the same.
Hill smiled: "For the sake of the Ring of Winter, don't embarrass the Frost Girl who is watching outside.
Ross's existence has already made her very embarrassed, so don't do anything too cruel."
Alice nodded, the talisman on her fingertips glowed slightly, and the winter girl was dragged into the ground. By the time she could struggle out, the world should have almost come to an end.
"Sir, what should I do with the body outside?" Liszt asked softly.
Hill took a look and saw that the place where Amber was had been smashed to pieces by the flaming meteorite. If she hadn't been surrounded by sea water even after she fell, the place would have been completely burned down.
"Where's the fake leopard?" Alice asked.
"That's the trophy of the killing vine. He has found a place under the magic tower to absorb it." Liszt bent down and answered.
"Don't worry about it, give the beasts outside a chance." Hill replied calmly, "It's already cooked anyway.
Even if there are still residues, those big trees can still absorb them."
He raised his hand, summoned a gust of wind, sent a large number of sunflower seeds, and used the natural blessing with all his strength.
Although the nearby flowers, plants and trees went against the laws of nature, they grew up instantly in the ice and snow, with lush green leaves and bright flowers.
But even if Poseidon is just a false god, the divine power he exudes is enough to make these plants no longer afraid of the cold.
Hill planted some thorn bushes there. No matter what happened, it would no longer be visible from the Magic Tower.
He had no intention of touching Amber's body. What was destroyed was only the incarnation of the law. There was nothing wrong with the law itself. If the other party was powerful, it would be easy to condense a similar existence.
Therefore, Hill would rather let the body be eaten by wild beasts than take it back for study.
Alice relaxed and found the sofa to lie down. She felt that she had done a good job today and needed to reward herself and relax.
Hill turned to Liszt and said: "No wonder my grandfather has always felt that I am not a real alchemist, and I am indeed very different from a mage."
Liszt couldn't help laughing.
Adrian's adventurous spirit is stronger than Hill's, and if Fran were here, he would never allow himself to abandon the body of a god. Even if there were any sequelae, he would have to study it first.
Hill was a spoiled child, and he actually didn't want to use corpses for research.
