"I'll leave the rest to you, Liszt." Hill walked towards the magic tower. He wanted to make a good calculation about who he would have to guard against if he arrived in Faerûn.
Anyway, if Wo'jin really dares to take action against him, he can only find allies in the evil camp. The neutral camp will not offend the World Tree God System for such a thing.
Hill stood on the floating ladder and smiled. In the past, after he found out that he had offended a god inexplicably, he would definitely choose to retreat, either give up going to that place, or choose to disappear and circle around the god.
Move within the sphere of influence.
The world is so big and the universe is so vast, why hang yourself on a tree?
However, after passing through the current world of Ferenriel, Hill has confirmed how high his strength is. He now dares to face these disputes and dares to say swear words: He is just a weak divine power, nothing more.
So worried.
Even if Wo'jin himself comes forward to fight Hill directly, he doesn't think he will lose.
If Wojin really dares to vent his anger on Hill, Hill will definitely teach her a powerful lesson.
After all, Woking's temple is actually mainly a relatively developed commercial city in Faerûn, and most of these cities are by the water.
The real center of the continent will only be occupied by the most powerful temple. The Temple of Wealth does not have the ability to prevail. Even in cities with developed commerce, it is the same. If you can buy a good place with money and stay there, it will be good.
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Hill sneered and looked at his fingers. Did Wo'jin think that he would be afraid of Amber, the goddess of the sea?
They are both weak divine powers, which one will Hill be afraid of?
Ever since he met his Crystal Flower Ancestor, Hill has understood why the will of the world chose him to raise the little Poseidon.
Hill may not be able to become a water god, but the sea has opened its arms to him.
No matter how deep the sea bottom is, Hill can easily reach it. Back then, the turtle Bex would have a good impression of him, and it wasn't just that turtle that had a good temper.
Hill's ability to create alchemical supplies that even demigod turtles yearn for has a lot to do with his Crystal Flower bloodline, which is the cleanliness and purity that the deep sea needs most.
Unless Hill takes the initiative to attack, no creature in the sea in any world will harm him casually. That is the feedback that creatures like the crystal flower have received from purifying the ocean for hundreds of millions of years.
If Amber wanted to harm Hill with her little magical power of sea water, it was just a dream. Her other abilities were the illusion of the three-legged cat, and Hill couldn't possibly feel anything.
According to Hill's understanding of this greedy goddess, Amber is more likely to choose to go in and grab some after Hill floods Woking's temple.
Her attitude towards Talos was almost on the verge of rebellion, and it was absolutely impossible for her to help Talos grab the Ring of Winter.
Even the frost girl would prefer that the ring stay in Hill's hands, since it would never be returned to her.
She was afraid that Talos would completely usurp her divine power.
The Furious camp is so torn apart. The reason it can persist until now is not because Talos is so powerful, but because the other three are really incompetent.
Hill weighed his abilities. It might be a little troublesome to encounter Talos, but he wouldn't be completely helpless to fight back, let alone escape.
In fact, as he controls wind, water and earth, his most feared enemy should be the gods who control time and space.
The more powerful he became, the more Hill couldn't understand. How could a God of Time and Space appear in their small world?
As long as he becomes a powerful god, even the World Tree will be afraid of him.
The seeds that Trasil, the world tree god system, has sown may not be taken back.
Hill stepped out of the floating ladder and decided to check Alice's adaptability first.
Then he stopped in front of Alice's study and looked with relief at the good boy who was immersed in copying books.
Although hard work can sometimes make up for one's shortcomings, it may seem like a joke, but if people who are not talented enough are still reasonable and have no intention of comparing themselves with the geniuses who are at the top, then it is still easy to suppress a few so-called geniuses who are not talented enough and have high self-esteem and do not work hard.
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Hill knew very well that although his talent was good, it was incomparable to Fran's extraordinary talent. The only thing he could do was to be careful and do everything several times.
That's why now he has the strength to face these gods without being afraid.
Hill retreated gently, not letting Alice notice his arrival. He really hoped that Alice could find her way soon.
From the beginning, he hoped that Alice would become stronger.
As long as she is strong enough, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks there are, they will go around her.
Hill returned to his study. He also needed to consider how he should proceed in the future and whether he should continue to follow the footsteps of the undead.
But he suddenly felt that he no longer needed to rely on the protection of the undead, and he wanted to walk independently.
In fact, it is also because he has learned enough knowledge in this world, and even in a world like Faerûn, he will not appear so out of the ordinary.
The sky quickly darkened, but Hill was suddenly startled by the thunder outside.
He stood up and looked out the window.
Endless thunder exploded in the sky, and spring in the north has officially arrived.
Some thunderbolts fell directly on the defensive cover above the camp, sparking streaks of fire.
Hill's lightning protection measures had a great effect, and the protective shield did not move.
Hill couldn't help but smile.
"Sir, there is something wrong with this thunder and lightning." Liszt appeared in front of Hill, a little nervous. He also knew that if Los came again, it is very likely that the core inside would become himself.
"Ignore it for now." Hill shook his head. "He only dares to test it out. He doesn't dare to attack me blatantly. Otherwise, the gods from Faerun's kind camp will definitely kill his clone without blinking an eye.
Treat them like false gods and kill them all together.
It might even be possible to get the undead to take action. Talos would never let himself be so humiliated.
As long as I withstand his temptation, there will be no problem.
Can the absorbed electricity be charged into these non-attributed crystals that use up half of the energy? What is the ratio?"
This is what Hill is most concerned about.
The elements in his territory had the habit of slowly imbuing the crystals with non-attributes, which gave him this idea.
However, no matter what kind of crystal it was, he had plenty of it, so he gave up this approach.
On the contrary, after leaving Trasil, Hill discovered this idea again.
The Los Angeles team did produce some thunder crystals last time, but the magic circle was relatively small. Hill was still a little hesitant about whether the absorbed lightning could be completely converted in such a large area as the camp.
"It's okay to charge it in, but it's only half-full, and there are still some crystals that can't bear to be broken. The lightning this time is too scattered, not as concentrated as last time." Liszt replied with a pity.
But Hill is already satisfied, half of it is enough, and he can use it when he returns to Trahill in the future.
After all, this magic circle was too targeted, and he didn't need to be so precise. He just hoped that the magic circle could be used repeatedly based on the enemy's strength.
Thunder rang all night, and Hill welcomed a clear dawn after the rain.
The sun shines gently on the earth, and the enemies hiding in the darkness have quietly retreated.
Hill was a little strange. He didn't think Talos was a god who gave up so easily. Why should he strike with lightning for days and nights to test the limits of Hill's defense?
However, he soon understood.
A thunderous dragon roar came from the south.
Hill frowned. The defensive shield outside the camp that had not been moved all night actually started to tremble under the loud roar.
He could feel it even though he was so far away from the volcanic mountain range at the center of the world. Can the people over there still be alive?
"Tyr! You nosy old blind man!" Hill knew for the first time that he could understand dragon language!
He couldn't help but touch his head. How great it would be if in the original world, he had this kind of ability that was almost proficient in languages!
The information he needed to check at that time was not just from one country. After checking so many languages, half of his hair would fall off.
This is something that only a smart translator can do.
"Tempus! Why are you here?" The dragon suddenly panicked.
Because he has always defended his shortcomings! His own strategy goddess let you humiliate her with a brainless white dragon. Why didn't he come?
Hill was a little curious, why were the two gods descending so silently?
Could it be that it was already hidden in the body of a certain knight beforehand?
Hill turned to Liszt and said: "Turn on the magic tower defense to the highest level!"
"Yes, sir." Liszt closed his eyes and started controlling directly.
"Inform Alice and ask her to be careful. Forget it, let her come to my study!" Hill sighed, "We have to be prepared to run away at any time."
"I guess I won't do anything to you, right?" Liszt was a little confused. "Even if the Five-Colored Dragon Queen arrived in person, she wouldn't come to grab the things first. After all, they are her own eggs."
"Isn't it rare that a battle with powerful divine powers will destroy the world?" Hill shook his head, "It's not a big deal to attack me. The Dragon Queen is greedy but not indifferent. She is lawful.
What I'm afraid of is that the whole of Ferenriel will be shattered into pieces.
We cherish the humans in this world, but the Dragon Queen does not."
When Alice walked into the study, she saw Hill holding a strange ship in his hand and examining it carefully.
"Dad Hill! What are you looking at?" She came to the desk briskly, jumped up to the table deftly and sat down.
"Miss Alice!" Martha, who was floating behind her, couldn't help shouting, "Please go back to the sofa and sit down!"
Alice said "Ah" and then returned to the sofa dejectedly and sat upright.
Hill reluctantly replied: "I'm worried that the world will collapse and I must be prepared."
He held the boat and looked at it quietly for a long time, and finally made up his mind. Although good people are hard to do, Hill still planned to save people.