Hill didn't really think of himself as an elf, and he didn't really care about the safety of the Supreme Forest.
But Lynn will care.
Hill is still willing to do something for this new friend.
Now that Linn knows why the original priest summoned tree men near the High Forest, Hill will no longer care.
Normally, it would be impossible for all of Melikai's men to have problems, especially next to the High Forest. No matter how humorous and cheerful Melikai is, she would not accept such humiliation.
Hill felt that both the singers and the elves seemed to pay more attention to the Dragon Cult.
It seems that the gods of Faerun actually know that the Dragon Worship Cult is causing trouble, but they just don't know how they plan to do it.
Perhaps most of the energy was attracted by the wilderness castle of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen.
In other places, you can only ask your followers to pay more attention and monitor the existence of the Dragon Worship Cult.
In fact, the most important thing is that many of the members of the Dragon Worship Cult are actually believers of other gods. They may no longer worship their own gods, but they just want to gain powerful power.
Therefore, the gods of Faerûn could only remain silent as one after another members of the Dragon Cult appeared inexplicably under their subordinates.
Hill looked back at the screen. The thieves who came in later were not as good as the first ones. They were obviously fools trying to fish in troubled waters.
Almost no one can survive the second round of Blade Volley.
Hill asked Martha to dispose of the bodies. Anyway, she only needed a small bottle of water.
Hill actually has many potions that can destroy corpses and eliminate traces, and they are all by-products of studying alchemy.
He went straight back to his study to think about his next round of spells.
Unfortunately, he originally thought the interval would be 15 days, but it turned out to be 30 days.
He must choose a spell that is in demand and will be used for a long time, otherwise, he may have to wait 60 days.
Sure enough, a real artifact is not that easy to make.
He took the magic book and fell into thinking again, until violent fluctuations of divine power came from outside.
Hill didn't know how Linn made the tip, but what he knew was that the singer was really quick to spread the word.
At noon the next day, the guy next door was caught just as he returned to the temple.
However, in order to save Melikai's face, the forest glade was directly surrounded by green vines, which also emitted a faint light.
Although many rangers rushed over after realizing something was wrong, the appearance of a unicorn made them calm down and stood silently staring at the temple.
Hill watched the beautiful white unicorn walk into the vines again, pulled his hair and blinked.
The rangers were probably just Mielikki, who had some oracle that needed the unicorn to convey, so they all stood outside and waited for the result.
But Hill can feel it. He is a divine creature.
Even if he is not the incarnation of the Unicorn Goddess, he must still be her favored one.
It was obvious that Mielikki was probably mad.
There was something wrong with her man. Not only the priests of other gods discovered it, but he was also an elf.
The relationship between her and certain elven gods is not just good allies, but actually competition. However, this competition does not reach the level of hostility, but more like a competition.
Hill thought she would send out high-level druids from Silvermoon City. For them, who could transform into animals in cold areas, running from Silvermoon City wouldn't be too difficult.
But after she verified it, she directly sent out the unicorn. This kind of creature looks extraordinary, pure and kind, but in fact has a bad temper. It will fight to the death.
And the most important thing is that this is a creature that can jump through space and can even detect enemies in the shadows.
Their enemies are either stronger than them, or they have the ability to tear through space and teleport over long distances, and they also have to avoid being hit by the 'spell interrupt' skill released by the unicorn's beautiful spiral horn.
Hill didn't think his neighbor could do it. This was not a level 14 elite unicorn. The worst divine being could be level 17 or 8.
He carefully sealed his dimensional space and maximized the defense of the mansion technique.
When the unicorn came out, he obviously glanced at Hill.
Hill knew that Melikai had not paid attention to him yet, but as a unicorn who was familiar with natural and divine breaths, it was impossible not to feel the smell emanating from Hill.
Hill didn't feel that his identity needed to be kept secret, but it was enough for the gods to know. He didn't like to have to prove whether his strength was enough to gain respect wherever he went.
Here in Faerûn, no matter how high the level is, there will always be people who want to see if they can kill people who have no backing.
There will be no good results after robbery without any sequelae, even some demigods will take action.
Although Hill was not afraid, he was not willing to start a life of never-ending peace before he finished his studies in Silvermoon City.
The unicorn's work was completed quickly, and the green vine wall suddenly slid towards the big trees on both sides, like a green curtain that opened automatically.
The unicorn had jumped through space and left with the big black bag on its back.
Only a beautifully taken care of battlefield was left.
The open space turned into a green grassland, filled with colorful flowers. The heavy snowflakes were still flying in the sky, but disappeared about 1 meter above the ground.
"Dad Hill, what kind of spell is this? Where did the snow go?" Aglaia glared at the light screen sympathetically. She also likes to use ice and snow.
"When the unicorns fought, they tore apart space. The temple just now was almost entirely filled with gaps in space." Hill couldn't help laughing and replied, "She didn't want to expose the scene of the battle, so she had to use great strength to move all the gaps into
Above the ground, the land was plowed again and some flowers and plants were planted."
"Ah?" Aglaia couldn't imagine that scene, so she could only look at Hill and laugh while holding his stomach.
"Well, that unicorn..." Hill said intermittently, "it used its horn as a hoe to plow the land over there."
Although unicorns are annoyed when others think of them as horses, they themselves know very well that this kind of animal that looks like them is used by humans to help cultivate the land!
Hill did not communicate with the nearby big trees when the unicorn was there, but she had already left. Before the priest who presided over the forest temple at the back had not arrived yet, of course he would not fail to inquire with these giant trees.
What happened at once.
There is nothing much to say about the battle. Although the priest has a part-time job, none of his levels exceed level 12. Even though he has more spell slots, he may not be able to kill Linn.
Such a guy, even if he got some power from the Dragon Worship Cult, would never be able to defeat a divine unicorn.
Lynn did not come to see Hill again.
He always thinks too much, probably because he is worried that because he has spread the news, the Dragon Cult's attention will be diverted to Hill.
If Melikai really didn't keep it secret and let people know that it was the Legend of the God of Sing, then the fact that he left Hill in the middle of the night and walked around the temple next door twice before suddenly going to the temple to pray would be enough to arouse the enemy's attention.
Notice.
Hill felt that although Melikai didn't like keeping secrets, she probably wouldn't deceive her allies like this. Otherwise, who else would help her in the future.
She will send the unicorn directly to the main material plane. In addition to being angry and wanting to immediately kill this false believer who uses the power she has given to do bad things, part of it may also be to keep the source of the information secret from her devout believers.
But now that Lin En has made this choice, Hill will not go and say that he is unfounded, and calmly accepts his kindness.
Just take advantage of this time to think about the 9 spells in the next stage.
Not a single thief in his labyrinth has been able to return alive, so it will probably be quiet for a while.
The next person to come will either be someone who is very capable and can find the way in the snow, or they will have to wait until the spring comes and the flowers bloom.
Hill thought for a while and asked Liszt to find a more suitable alchemy carriage.
In fact, Trasil's aesthetics are really deeply influenced by the elves, and he likes to decorate plant patterns in various places.
Carriages are also of that light type, and the more horses in front of the carriage, the better. It is best if they are all white or black.
Hill had seen the caravans that came to buy supplies, and they preferred the ones with high defense at first sight.
It is wide and rough, and every place has a purpose. The carts are not pulled by horses, but by giant bighorns like rhinos.
Hill only needs to choose a simpler, traditional style, and a little bit of arabesque pattern among the few carriages he left behind.
Otherwise, in the later period, he was deeply influenced by the undead and came up with many trendy styles.
To put it bluntly, it is more like the floating sports car described by the undead. Not only does it have no wheels under the carriage, it is floating in mid-air. Even the carriage door uses the so-called scissor-type or fan-shaped door, which is probably a bit too abrupt in Faerûn.
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After telling Liszt, Hill buried himself in his magic book.
He planned to use wind and water elements in the next round of spells and add thunder.
Although he is only good at those two thunder spells, they are enough if they are just used to enrich his attack methods.
Hill set up and overturned again and again. Compared with the smooth sailing in the previous two chapters, this time it was really much more difficult.
Hill knew that this was because he had a heart for gain and loss.
After all, the next chapter might take 60 days to be produced, and he always wanted to get better results this time.
After discovering his inner fluctuations, Hill gave up studying spells and began to read the books delivered by Master Hughes every day.
After getting the mailbox, Master Hughes probably didn't want Hill to think that he was doing nothing with money, so every evening he would take a walk to Hill's maze, take out a large number of books from his ring and throw them into the mailbox.
This mage obviously planned to use the long cold winter to earn more gold bars from Hill, and even copied some fantasy novels and biographies of minor characters.