Hill sat on the terrace and looked at the cliff outside the Temple of Tire.
On the steep slope that is not directly exposed to the aura of the undead, green lawns, low shrubs and interspersed flowers have grown.
Even in summer, this is relatively rare in the North, but it feels normal to appear near the territory of a nature mage.
Several paladins stood on the top of the L-shaped slope like a city wall, patrolling back and forth. Occasionally they would stop to admire the brightly blooming wild flowers as they passed by.
It can be seen from their leisurely steps that the black dragon brothers who might have come to dig for treasure are indeed unlikely to show up.
No matter how arrogant the five-color dragon is, he will never think that he has the ability to deal with Tyr's Holy Knights.
Not to mention the pair of cunning brothers.
They probably didn't come to the northwest of Faerûn at all, but chose another direction.
Then you won't get the key to the temple of Baal on the way.
This key probably fell into the hands of humans, and finally got it by these little guys with money and time.
If it were in the past, no matter how powerful humans were, they would definitely not dare to dig up the temple of the God of Murder, as he might be resurrected at any time.
Just like those temples at Baldur's Gate, they dare not kill the Sons of Baal no matter how much they have a headache.
If the son of Baal had not died at the hands of his brothers and sisters, the remnant soul of Baal in his spirit would suddenly awaken and kill everyone who appeared nearby.
Facing the powerful remnant souls, even demigods can only protect themselves and cannot save anyone.
Everyone in Baldur's Gate feels like they are living on a barrel of explosives, but there is no way they would leave their homes for the sake of possible misfortunes.
The same goes for people in Faerûn. There is Baal's treasure in the temple in the Swamp of the Dead. In fact, many people know about it, but no one dares to enter.
People on this continent believe that Baal's remnant soul will definitely exist in their temple. But when faced with Baal in his heyday, the God of Murder will not let anyone survive by chance.
The deaths of a large number of unknown low-level thieves have further strengthened this idea. At least until now, no one who entered the temple has survived.
But Baal's failure at Baldur's Gate this time gave them enough courage. He has mobilized all his forces in the North in order to be officially resurrected, and the Swamp of the Dead so close will naturally be no exception.
The successful establishment of Hill's territory also strengthened this belief. Baal actually allowed a natural mage to lead the gods of the good camp to establish a territory and an earthly kingdom next to his own.
He definitely doesn't have any power to interfere.
The major cities in the Silver Moon Alliance seem to want to establish a closer alliance.
But they cannot let other countries and city-states be dissatisfied with them.
So simply send these restless children out?
Ben's hesitant look meant that he wanted Hill to investigate on his own, but he couldn't say this anyway.
Their parents have absolutely no idea what stupid things these children want to do.
Even the Temple of Tyr, which is right next to it, has actually acquiesced in this treasure-hunting operation.
Although the Temple of Baal is next to Hill's territory and not within the scope of his mystery, he still has to say hello.
Hill really didn't intend to interfere, and he decided to act stupid just like the semi-holy knights staying in the temple.
Although a lot of the evil spirits beside the Temple of Baal have been eliminated, the danger is still very high. At least there are more than a thousand ghosts in the temple.
Moreover, Hill fiddled with the magic book in his hand and felt a little dazed.
Baal didn’t disappear completely!
Although the residual power in the underwater temple is not strong, the thousands of residual souls firmly controlled in the temple can prove that he is still there.
Hill dared to ignore the existence of the remaining souls in the Temple of Baal because he had this ability.
For Baal, who can only survive in darkness, Hill is simply a natural enemy. The power of exorcism and purification contained in the Water Mystery Lock is not because of the Mystery Lock, but the user Hill's own talent.
Not to mention that he found someone to help him resurrect in the town, he was able to hold on because his temple had strong defenses and the remaining souls were hiding in layers of ghost circles.
You know, the pure water that Neverwinter City spends a lot of money to buy can be enjoyed by people in the Mystery Lock innately.
For people who are injured by devils, devils or even undead, their injuries can be controlled within the scope of the Mystery Lock, and at least they will not worsen.
Hill looked at the Temple of Tyr hesitantly, but do the paladins of the Silver Shield know the tricks in that temple?
Could it be that there is something extraordinary among these young people that can allow them to completely eliminate the remnant soul of Baal?
There's no way Neverwinter Nights and Baldur's Gate will be happening at the same time, right?
As soon as Hill heard that Prince Bane said that the diseases caused by the Arcane Brotherhood needed pure water to be solved, he knew how deep the water in this matter was.
But it's normal for Luskan to have some demons and the like in that ghost place, and there are also quite a few lichs there.
Even the most evil red-robed mage cannot prevail there, everyone is not a good person.
These sailors who appeared in Hill territory were almost like angels there, and they could actually control their desires.
Hill suddenly looked at the sky. He really wanted to know if his territory had been written on a stone tablet.
He should have thought that Slate only wanted the ending, not the process.
It's normal for these horrific things to happen in Baldur's Gate and Neverwinter, but that doesn't mean nearby places aren't involved.
It is not impossible to start from Hill Territory.
When heroes want to achieve great achievements, don't they always step on countless ruins?
But they will die if they die. Hill has just pulled Linn out of one pit and will never let him enter another pit.
The heroes should return to their own homes with all the scars on their bodies to show their tragedy!
Hill gritted his teeth and finally took out his artifact oil painting.
The gentle but brilliant sunshine soon shone on Hill's floating castle, and the oil painting began to absorb the divine power emitted by the decomposing sun of Toril.
The sun god of Trasil has a very stable and peaceful personality, and has no intention of becoming the only sun.
He knew that there were sun gods in other worlds with completely different personalities.
This oil painting is particularly neutral and can absorb any solar power.
Hill hung the oil painting in the attic on the spire of the castle, and he seemed to feel Ransander's curious eyes.
The warm feeling is too obvious. Lansendre seems to have been paying attention to the affairs of Hill for a long time. Should his attention at this time be on Myth Drannor?
When the place was still occupied by demons, he called on his followers to build his own temple there. Why did he pay attention to his side now?
Hill sighed heavily in his heart. Sure enough, this should be the beginning. In fact, the gods have already understood and are paying attention to everything here.
Otherwise Lansendre wouldn't have reacted so quickly.
That's why he was unwilling to take out this artifact, even if it could save everything in the town.
The power of the sun god from other worlds will definitely attract this unconventional optimist immediately.
Wait until night, that Su Lun will definitely pay attention.
The Earth Mother Goddess Chantia is probably okay, she is more stable, and she should have been very aware of Hill's power.
Even if she was interested, she would only turn into an inconspicuous little animal and come over to have a look and feel the power of the earth in other worlds.
Hildu specially planted a rose garden in the forest under his floating castle, hoping that Chantia would like it.
Occasionally, I would also guess whether the little animals that fell in love with the rose garden had her incarnation.
But the gods of the sun and moon in Toril really make people bald.
It's a pity that Toril has a set of methods, and I don't know if there is some quirk in this world that forces all the foreign gods to stay.
Rather than letting Barr appear in his territory, Hill still had no choice but to lose his hair.
He just hoped that he would not see a handsome young man wearing a golden robe and a flower crown in his territory soon.
After the oil painting was hung, Hill found that the air in his territory became fresher, and the anxious wind blowing from the north gradually calmed down.
The beach at the seaside also feels particularly warm, attracting people to sit there.
Some residents have chosen to relax on the beach, and even little girls are bringing picnic baskets.
Pedestrians passing by on the road slowed down and looked at everything on the beach with a smile.
Hill bought a recliner, listened to the romantic music played by the automatic instrument, and planned to take a nap.
But he only slept for about half an hour before he woke up with a crisp and sweet chirp.
Hill sat up, feeling dazed and suddenly sobering up after turning his head.
His eyes were frozen: Is your reaction too quick?
With its long golden tail feathers and proudly erect quills on its head, isn't this the sun peacock incarnation of Lansendre?
Hill looked at the big bird peeking out of the attic window, feeling infinitely confused.
Even if he comes tomorrow, Hill won't find it strange. Ransendall is famous for being too positive.
But so quickly, did Lansander run down without even thinking about it after he found out?
He doesn’t even plan to say hello to his church!
Hill waved his hand and opened the attic window, letting the curious bird hurry in to take a look.
He did not want young and impulsive noble worshipers of the Sun God to come here for pilgrimage.
For many young nobles, serving and adventuring in the service of Lansendre is a last act of defiance before they accept their noble duties.
Those rebellious young nobles in the apartment building are probably followers of the Sun God.
The corner of Hill's mouth suddenly twitched.
Ransendall actually tried to put away the oil painting that Hill had fixed in the middle of the attic!
Fortunately, this is Hill's exclusive artifact, and others, including gods like Lansander, cannot move it casually.
But he did have a deeper understanding of the sun god.
