Hill suspected that it was the clone of the earth elemental god Gu Ramba. Level 25 was not something that any elemental lord could easily break through, and Hill felt the purest divine power of the earth element.
The earth elemental lord and his companions added earth to themselves, and finally turned into a two-story stone man, running around on the Sword Mountain Range.
Hill could only be glad that he had chosen not to let these elemental elves leave the scope of the Mystery Lock.
Looking at the big stone man who was ready to climb the highest peak, Hill gently poked him in the sea of spirit.
Being stared at silently by Hill who was standing on the terrace, the person suspected of being Gulamba calmed down and looked as steady as a mountain.
Hill meditated silently in the spiritual sea: The eternal Guramba is perfect and never changes.
The big stone turned around and walked to the other side of the Sword Mountain Range to see the scenery.
In the end, he only left one sentence for Hill: "Those are all said by the so-called believers themselves, and I don't need to follow their imagination.
The earth never remains the same.”
Hill reluctantly expressed his welcome: "You can play as much as you like here, but if you want to have a good time, try not to use more than level 22 power."
Gulamba agreed briskly.
He doesn't like to pay attention to those human believers and never accepts their beliefs, but sometimes he is moved by their sincerity.
But I don’t know why, these humans always give their elements so many personalities, so even if Gulamba occasionally responds to their calls, he feels bored and has no desire to communicate with them.
The earth is indeed heavy, but it never ceases to change, and it does not mean that we don’t like fun.
There was such a high-level random summons that allowed him to take advantage of it. When Gulamba felt it, he was so excited that he grabbed the opportunity.
This is so rare! Fortunately, this warlock has an earth constitution and can summon earth elements beyond level 2.
The level of these elemental gods is still level 25 no matter how much they are suppressed. The others are only 2 levels short. They can only watch Gulamba happily running to the main material plane.
Although he was prevented from seeing the dragon egg, Gulamba still took a careful look at the warlock who summoned them. No wonder he hinted in the spiritual sea that he appeared as a natural mage.
This natural smell all over your body!
Don’t expect to have a chance in the future for Kashusi, the god of fire element. This warlock will definitely not summon him!
Gulamba twisted his stone waist very happily. There seemed to be some interesting ore underneath, and he wanted to see if he could convert it.
Hill glanced at Gulamba who was blending into the mountains, and could only be glad that he had embedded the mithril box containing Martha's core in the magic circle.
Even if Gulamba can enter, as long as he walks into the magic circle, Hill will be alerted by the siren.
This god shouldn't be that boring either.
Wait, Hill suddenly reacted.
Compared to the bright white crystal below, Gulamba probably prefers obsidian.
Hill stared blankly for a while and found that when the gray-black stone man came out again, it had turned into a deep black.
Fortunately, Gulamba had some ideas in mind and covered it up on the surface. The obsidian would be a bit more dazzling than his current black color, and it would have a special texture under the sunlight.
Hill sighed and could only choose to turn around and return to the room.
At least his territory is absolutely safe. If Talos really comes, it will definitely not end well.
There is Aglaia on the water, and there is the incarnation of the earth elemental god on the land.
Now Hill won't have any problems even if he leaves for a while.
Hill hopes to get a reply from Lynn as soon as possible. He will definitely refuse, but he needs to choose his attitude towards the reply.
At least the other party invited Hill with the tone of a brother of the same race. When he refused, he had to act more solemnly.
For elves with very high self-esteem, one wrong word may turn them into eternal enemies.
Hill doesn't like to encounter such unreasonable disasters.
Hill, who was waiting for a reply, was waiting for the dusty Linn.
He put down the floating disk in surprise and took Linn to the castle, full of doubts in his heart.
"Hill." Linn didn't care to look at the beautiful little castle and just asked hurriedly, "You haven't replied to the letter yet, have you?"
"No." Hill replied slowly, "I want to ask you what's going on. After all, they are from Evermeet Island."
"That's good." Lin En sat down on the couch with relief and turned to look at the empty hall, "Is this hall so high because of that little golden dragon? When did you meet him?
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"When we were in Silver Moon City." Hill did not say the specific time, "Terry was being hunted by the Dragon Worship Cult, and I saved him."
"Is he really the child of Verama Landis?" Linn's attitude was a bit serious.
Hill nodded in confusion: "Yes! Last time Terry's father's Silver Dragon went directly to the tavern to find him. The Harper should know very well, right?"
Linn smiled: "Hill, even if they are both harpists, there are differences between the people of Myriel, the God of Singing, and the people of Mystra.
They will send us news, but it will be mixed with a lot of rumors, and we need to distinguish it ourselves."
Hill couldn't help laughing. He thought the Harpers were a very close organization!
No wonder the wood elf priest from Melikai hasn't come yet, and the people from the Harper branch below are not nervous.
It seems that the ownership is not the same, these should be the subordinates of the goddess of magic.
"You did allow Melikai's people to build a temple, right?" Linn continued to ask.
"That's right." Hill smiled faintly, "Aglaia doesn't need that much faith, so anyone can come. Of course, they must be from the good camp."
Lin En lowered his head and asked in a solemn tone: "Then you are indeed from another world? What's your bloodline?"
"My maternal grandmother is a mixture of golden elves and moon elves, and the elven part of my bloodline comes from the golden elves.
But this team is indeed not from Toril, but the faith is still Corellon." Hill said with a smile.
Lynn must have been having a hard time this year. When Aglaia appeared, those of them who were well-informed should have known that she came from another world.
Although Aglaia was recognized by Toriel, Linn was more concerned about Hill's identity, and he did not want to be deceived.
"Nature's favor will not lie, Lynn." Hill said sincerely, "We will only say less, but what we say will be true."
Linn breathed a sigh of relief.
During this period of time, he and Hill had indeed continued to write letters, but their doubts were also increasing, and they reached their peak after Hill led Aglaia to easily defeat Amberli.
Lin En actually couldn't bear it any longer, so after receiving Hill's letter, he simply came over by himself.
He should have thought that even if the forest where Hill was born no longer communicates with the outside world, a powerful mage like Hill at such a young age will not disappear without a trace.
But as long as they are of the same race, his sincerity will not be wasted.
"Where's the letter they gave you?" Lynn changed the subject.
In fact, Hill had always been very kind to him, and Linn could feel it, so as long as he was sure that Hill had not lied to him, Linn became energetic again.
Liszt delivered the letter directly from the study.
"Lynn, this is my Taling Liszt." Hill introduced, "Martha is his subordinate and is responsible for handling external affairs."
Lin En nodded to Liszt and couldn't help but smile: "I'm still wondering why you, a human noble, would choose a female tower spirit."
The butlers of nobles are usually of the same gender as him, with few exceptions. For mages, the tower spirit is their butler.
He lowered his head to read the contents of the letter and sighed: "These elves have actually been rejected by many of their own race.
They have been away for too long and have been scattered for too long. Most elves do not have the desire to build a powerful elven kingdom again.
Only these guys who never forget the glory of their ancestors still want to return to that powerful past.
Totally impossible.
The humans in the world of Toril, even if they become kobolds, will work together to prevent the reappearance of a unified and powerful elven kingdom.
In the end, Myth Drannor will only be a city and cannot become a country.
And the city lord will only be a demon and goblin, not an elf."
He returned the letter to Hill: "Although we admire their courage and persistence, we will never participate in it.
It is no longer possible for the various elven races to unite together, and even Corellon would not have such hope.
This is just the ambition of a group of young people, you should not get involved."
Hill asked curiously: "What do they want me to do?"
"Without the goddess Aglaia, are you afraid of Amberli?" Lin En asked.
"I'm not afraid of weak divine power." Hill replied simply, "It's useless even if Embry comes here by himself."
"If you want to be the Lord of Myth Drannor City, who would dare to compete with you?" Linn sighed, "They hope you can suppress those demons and goblins.
But the main force in the battle is obviously those goblins! How much price do you have to pay if you want to subdue them!"
Hill shook his head: "But I don't want to be a city lord! So what if I go?
I don't have much interest in that city, I just want to see the style of those ancient buildings."
Linn laughed: "So their crusade ended up just having enough fun and everyone went back to their respective homes.
They feel that the city lord of Myth Drannor is what they yearn for, and they feel that as long as you go there, you will definitely be tempted.
He may not have much bad intentions, but he is definitely not lovable."
Hill nodded slowly: "Life on Yongju Island seems very comfortable."
I think this kind of thing is very good, and you will definitely want it too.
Such strange thinking can only occur to those who live a good life and never need to consider other people's feelings.
Lin En understood and showed a smile: "They can come out because they were sent out by Yongju Island to be beaten by reality."
