Chapter five hundred and forty fourth William's letter
The group of people who were swimming in the water and had a water fight, discovered that Hill was using magic, and immediately accelerated their speed and rushed over.
They also used a lot of skills to avoid being face to face with their companions. They really needed to replenish their mana!
I would rather hit the iron plate than hit the tooth next door!
Even in a tornado, many people turned on the video!
If anyone is not careful, it will immediately become a hot search on the forum.
Hill is really good at dealing with them. The tornado rotates irregularly and changes direction up and down!
They accidentally rolled together.
People with a worried look on their faces all feel as if they have bumped into something that shouldn't be there. In fact, they have no idea what they bumped into!
Those who were not hit were swimming happily, planning to go back and take stock of their spoils.
Anyway, Hill's goal has been achieved.
There is no problem for him to die in Toril Society, and these undead will have to accompany him to the forum.
Hill definitely doesn't think that caring about themselves will outweigh their pleasure in treating others.
Hill saw the long-lost Xueyun Peak. He and some people were chatting with Lin En and the others. The Seraph leader was standing aside to introduce them.
The bald man and his friends were stopped by the Silver Shield.
Hill finally understood who knew exactly who saved these paladins.
Only then did he suddenly remember that the people from Black Rose were indeed standing with him back then.
At that time, because the gods and the five-color dragon queen were paying attention to that place, it was impossible for Hill to enter the star gate in secret. He planned to drive his small sailboat directly in.
Black Rose probably wanted to hit Hill's boat, but unexpectedly Aglaia rushed over and destroyed the boat.
Then, unfortunately, they were dragged into the broken star gate together.
It can't be considered unlucky. Seeing that they all chose half-elves whose bloodline is closer to humans, you can understand that in the world of the undead, they can make a lot of money.
This is the favorability obtained in advance. Tyr may be able to accept their transfer to the Knights of Justice.
Hmm... The premise is that you don't know that this family mainly rides pigs.
"Have the people from Black Rose been in Trasil all this time?" Hill asked Aglaia, who was sitting next to him.
"Ah?" Aglaia recalled for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes. Most of them have returned to Trasil and often visit our house.
After the Kingdom of Warcraft was disbanded, many Warcraft who left us and had no ambitions returned to the valley to stay.
The undead in Trasil went to see them again to sign a contract.
The priests and swordsmen of Black Rose seem to like wolverines and honey badgers very much, and are looking for them every day."
Hill hesitated for a moment and then said: "Maybe it's their wild boar army that's too numerous?"
The Duchess's family, just by getting married and having children, should be enough to support an army of ten thousand people.
Hill remembered that the last time he met them, these people said that the family only had so many people, and they would not build an affiliated legion like Xue Laogou.
The black rose probably had no other monsters to sign, and the tiger wouldn't do it either. The bald one was only kept because of anger.
Only badgers don't care.
Everyone can make a fuss, no one is afraid of anyone.
Most of the undead didn't care about the welcome ceremony. After enjoying Hill's mana recovery ultimate move, they quickly rushed into the town.
Perhaps because they knew this place belonged to Hill, these undead still took control and let the residential area go.
But shops and hotels welcomed crowds of visitors.
The only pity for them is that they can't buy anything before they have enough money to exchange for it.
Martha is still so fierce, even using Trasil's gold coins won't work.
Liszt also went downstairs, helping to greet the undead who had nothing to do, and entered the alchemy hall to rest and wait for new tasks.
Hill gently opened the box in his hand. Inside there was only a thick letter and a magic tower core, with the divine power of time and space lingering on it.
He opened the letter in the breeze:
Hill, Zhan Xinjia.
I should have said these words to you personally, but unfortunately I can't live with Toril.
Please allow me to offer you my deepest apologies.
What happened to Alice was that I did something wrong.
I think you can understand the things related to the human race. I know that Hill has always been very concerned about the safety of the human race.
However, I have forgotten that as a friend, there are some things that you should at least say hello to.
But Hill, please believe that neither I nor the God of Nobles really care about Alice's life.
He just wants to drive a wedge between you and World of Warcraft.
I just think that when the Noble God’s plan succeeds, Alice should be promoted to the Kingdom of God.
It's just that both of us have forgotten that sometimes we are not the only ones who can make calculations.
We are not alone in the world.
Please forgive me for being arrogant. As a friend, I was really wrong.
I also understand that you will be angry because you really treat me as a friend.
If it was just Alturas who did it, you wouldn't be so angry.
Although it is a bit embarrassing, I must tell you that at that time, I must have been eroded by the poison of faith.
I always feel that the God of Time and Space is fine, but I should not be.
But I am not him after all.
Time and space are the real innate gods, but I am not.
Like the Noble God, I can actually be regarded as a god by faith.
What time and space can do, I have to be very careful, but I was negligent, and the end was naturally disastrous.
It wasn't until Ferenriel, under Naven's advice, that I faced my stupidity.
I actually returned to Trasil early, and the God of Time and Space captured me directly. It was really painful to deprive me of my soul.
I thought I could apologize to you in the next world, but I didn't expect that the star gate would explode.
Fortunately you are safe and sound.
Knowing your whereabouts from the goddess Aglaia, I really breathed a sigh of relief. Although you have always been lucky, the world is most afraid of accidents.
Therefore, Hill, although traveling is important, you must also protect your own safety.
I still hope to see you alive and kicking in Trasil.
This time Corellon hoped that the undead could go to Toril, and I agreed after thinking about it for a while.
Although the Noble God and I have cut off the claws extended by the orcs, some hatred still needs to be avenged.
Toril is very suitable. Most of the orcs there are from the chaotic evil camp. I really hope that we can encounter more undead.
Enclosed is a gift from the God of Time and Space. He has prepared it after hearing about your territory from Corellon.
Although the undead are troublesome, they are still very helpful as long as they are controlled properly.
For those of us who are still in Trasil, as long as you and Aglaia are safe, we don't really care what the undead can do in Toril.
After all, there is no order in that world.
They can even bring about such a horror as the destruction of the world by kind-hearted gods!
Compared with their locals, the undead are actually quite good, but there are a bit too many of them.
Of course, I believe that you have now seen the brand new undead. They are those who look particularly human, but they are actually half-elves.
Corellon said that the humans of Toril were very annoying and completely different from those of Trasil, and it was best to change their image.
Time and Space and I both feel that he just feels that the undead are similar to elves.
You know, because they became elves, many undead people feel that they can squat in the chaotic camp.
Of course, we have completely stopped such terrible thoughts, but I hope you can help pay attention to the fact that the angels sent by Corellon are particularly unreliable.
Be sure to keep those big wings away from the time and space artifact. Sometimes I think their stupidity is contagious.
Also, when the undead go to that world, they must abide by the rules of Toril, which is the magic network.
Corellon is indeed the elven god of magic, helping us redefine professions and spells.
Of course, on the undead side, the rules will change drastically after the universe changes.
They now have two templates, Toril and Trasil.
Of course, there are still differences from Toril. I don't know how Corellon made the magic goddess take a step back. The number of spells used by the undead is not according to the rules there, but according to the spell bar.
But their levels have dropped. The highest level of the undead is now only level 15. This is the price of changing bodies.
People who don't want to change can stay in the original worlds, but basically no one will stay.
Hill lowered his head and smiled. In other words, the game version has been updated. If you want to go to a new map, you have to change the spell panel.
Although originally only the legal professions were to be changed, in order to maintain balance, all professional skills have been changed.
But if they were all replaced by professions in this world, the undead would probably not be able to feel it.
Toril's professions are very diverse, and Corellon's knowledge is rich enough to create dozens or even hundreds of them.
"Sir!" Liszt suddenly interrupted his thoughts, "The undead have set up camp detection on the commercial street!
Several pirates in Luskan have been rounded up."
"Didn't William tell them that they couldn't do this in Toril?" Hill stood up in surprise.
"I asked about the artifact. Only taverns and roads are off limits. But the place where the undead attack is the coffee shop. And, as you know, sir, those pirates have a bad mouth." Liszt showed a wry smile, "Sir,
You have to deal with this matter. The paladins of Tire will never let those people go.
Being able to surround those people like this and prevent the undead from taking action is already very difficult for them."
"Where are the Elf Crusaders?" Hill hurriedly flew up and put down the letter in his hand.
"They were held back by that group of angels." Liszt replied distressedly, "That Angel of Corellon is the impulsive person who likes to eliminate evil the most.
I think it was him who caused the undead to take action. He may have sent some missions.
Otherwise, the undead wouldn’t be looking for trouble on the first day.”
