Chapter 761 The sudden but fateful change of Verana
'Xueyunfeng' fell into his daily irritable shouting: "Holy rain! It's starting to rain! What are the priests thinking? This guy looks like a lich at first glance, and you won't give it to him even if you rain flowers.
Add blood!"
"Water spell! After adding BUFF, use 'Heavy Rain' to extinguish the fire! Don't use ice spells! Have some common sense, okay? This damn lich is! Immune to ice spells!"
"The wind method can blow some wind, and the wood method can throw some thorns or something... don't use powerful spells! The two on his head are iron stones! They can absorb spells below level 8... fill them up first!
3T ready! 3T ready! Immediately switch defenses with the main T as soon as the overflowing effect of Ioun Stone comes out!
If you're accurate, save your energy! Don't ask me for the blue medicine when the time comes! I'm a poor man! I can't even drink it myself!"
Hill couldn't help laughing. 'Snow Cloud Peak' is ice magic... He majors in blizzards and throws spells without thinking. When he really needs precise attacks, no one among the undead would expect him to hit the enemy...
…It would be a miracle if he didn’t hit any of his own people.
Although the fire wall repeatedly raised by Lagon was still very damaging, most of the defense knights standing in the first row of the undead were able to hold on... They had too many defense BUFFs, and the fire wall was reduced by at least one-third.
Effect.
The embarrassment of the fire wall spell lies in this. If it can be burned, of course it can clear the area instantly, and even wipe out the entire crypt... But if it is blocked, its damage will be reduced.
But Lagon didn't care, and kept using the wall of fire repeatedly... After all, this spell can still hurt the undead. The purple soul fire in his eyes flickered, probably calculating the undead's endurance... Most of them died.
The fallen undead were still lying there, so Lagon had not realized that his goal was impossible to achieve from the beginning.
Only a small number of people who wanted to go to Aglaia City to sell things chose to return to the city to resurrect, but the wall of fire rolling back and forth made the lich not pay attention to the disappearing corpses at all.
"Is this his talent?" Fran asked after observing for a while.
Hill replied softly: "Yes, this is a legendary spell specialty," and then he was still using the spell energy absorbed by the Iron Stone to replenish his consumption, and his own consumption was very small.
‘Recall Spell’, a legendary magic talent, allows you to use the previously used spell repeatedly within an hour… If it is a legendary spell, it can only be used three times, but for something like the Fire Wall, there is no need for any restrictions.”
Lagon is actually already using his own mana...but the undead's spell attack on him can replenish the iron stone enough. Even if dozens of fire wall spells are used at the same time, the consumption is not enough to trap the iron stone.
Sleeping.
Moreover, the constant long-range weapons on the Lich deflected the barrier, making the short arrows and spears fired at him useless.
The battle scene in the crypt is now at a stalemate.
The undead didn't care much about it, and they fought vigorously... Killing waves of SS or being killed by waves of SS was their daily enjoyment.
Fran turned to Hill and asked: "Show me his information... He looks like a celebrity!"
Hill walked to the bookshelf that contained the historical biographies of legendary figures in Faerûn and found the information about this Rune Lord who had been active in Calimshan, a country in the south of Faerûn for thousands of years.
Fran is a very proud man. If it weren't for Lagon's interesting metamagic specialty, he would not be interested in a skull at all... A person who is not even interested in becoming a god will not think about becoming an undead.
, what is the value of his attention to the lich who let his emotions and reason disappear.
Fran lowered his head and read through it for the first time, and asked with some confusion: "Why is he underground in the northern continent? Calimshan is not a place that can be reached in a day or two from here... You said that Toril can't be there now.
It’s teleported, right?”
After finding out that it was Lagon who came, Hill understood why he appeared so quickly. He couldn't help laughing: "The original territory of Calimshan belonged to gods and monsters... Their leader, the fire god Manon,
Karin, the harmonious spirit monster, turned a lot of land into deserts and ruins due to endless battles. He was imprisoned by the elves in a sacred crystal from the Paradise Mountain more than 7,000 years ago.
However, the Spell Plague occurred... The primordial power of the riot attacked all powerful items that did not belong to Toril, and the crystal was probably shattered."
Vera, who had been hanging on Hill's hair, screamed: "What? Are those stupid air and fire genasi going to war again?
They are the enemy of nature and should not exist at all!”
These Calishan gods and monsters who once turned half of Faerûn's southern region into a desert wasteland are terrifying not only for their wanton destruction of nature... but their memories are still left seven thousand years ago.
, human beings are just slave-like existences.
Hill calmly comforted Vera: "Don't worry, the Calimshan people can't deal with these elements, and the undead can't do it."
"How to do it?" Vera held her little wand and said nervously: "Hill, they are elements! Most spells and physical attacks are invalid!"
"When they attack each other, won't they also perish? Just use spells that are opposite to their attributes. The undead are very good at using water magic." Hill thought for a while and added, "And they are immortal.
Clan can modify its own attributes."
Vera thought for a while before saying: "The little goblins born in Toril will be damaged by the nature of Toril and slowly die... My dream cannot collapse before it has even begun.
If the undead are really willing to go to Calimshan to destroy those natural enemies, I plan to go along."
Hill couldn't help but glance at Vera: "Oberon's awakening doesn't need to be so troublesome, right?"
The greenery near Aglaia should be enough to support the goblin god.
"Sier..." Vera lay next to Hill's ear and said, "Can you tell me, is Queen Vera a nice name?"
She returned to the swing she had knitted and started to swing: "Sure enough, there is a reason why Titania is the most wary of me among all the children. Hehehe~ I must be the child most like her... No, that's not the case either. , actually I’m more like another little fairy queen.”
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She tilted her head and looked at Hill: "Hill knows, right? The last sister of Titania, because she accidentally helped receive the gift from the dwarves to Titania... the unlucky sister who was corrupted by the Black Diamond... The Queen of Sky and Darkness now rages in the royal court.
She used to be the most beautiful and the elf princess closest to the throne.
The one before me...the Flower Fairy Queen."
Vera showed a beautiful and sharp smile: "So...why am I the only member of the goblin royal family who was abandoned on the mainland?
Why was my father Oberon so full of guilt for me that he even fell out with Titania after I returned?
In fact, my ending was doomed the moment I was born... I will not let Titania always be happy...
Hill... If I had never thought of this, I would probably still be so happy... But during the thousands of years in the iceberg, I relied on Amaunata's golden cup to live... It seems that I was too smart after being influenced by that cup. !”
Hill sighed and said slowly: "Then... Vera, don't force the goblins who don't like those things to go with you."
Vera nodded casually: "Of course I will act according to your wishes... But Hill, you really don't understand the goblin... The endless pursuit of social status is the daily life of the goblin.
Most of the goblins who follow me want a dreamland of goblins where they can rely on their own abilities to climb to high positions... not a place where there is complete equality and no hierarchy."
Hill smiled helplessly. Of course he discovered that even in Hill, no goblin dared to cross Vera and Oberon to communicate with Hill.
They will only talk to Hill after Vera speaks.
It may be because they have an almost infinite long life, which is so long that they sometimes feel bored. Therefore, goblins always need a goal, so social status is their pursuit.
But Hill doesn't think that all goblins will choose to follow Vera. There are always those who are tired of those fights... Hill will not let the unfortunate people who are forced to appear around him.
Anyway, Vera has already made a promise to Hill, and Hill will not say anything more... But he still sighed in his heart. He has never told Vera about the demiplane, nor has he let her know anything about it. She had entered her own pendant, and it was indeed the right choice.
Hill didn't think that Vera had this idea before the spell plague... The cup really had a secret hand on her... Chaotic Calimshan is indeed the easiest place to worship the sun.
He suppressed his sigh and stretched out a finger to gently touch Vera's hair: "Vera, if you feel bored there, Aglaia welcomes you back at any time."
Vera asked inexplicably: "But, Hill, can't I build my goblin kingdom in Aglaia? Do I have to stay in Calimshan?"
Hill showed an illusive smile: "Of course I won't care about a country of goblins appearing in my territory... But Vera, everything in the world cannot be perfect... It will take a long time for the desert to return to green.
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Vera hugged her little wand, a little hesitant... She didn't want to leave Hill for so long... But a strange sense of mission filled her little body... Vera didn't even know that she was watching
After understanding those things in the past, such a high desire for power was awakened.
She leaned her body against Hill's head and muttered unhappily: "We are obviously on an ocean... It's really annoying not being able to use the space gate."
Hill stared at Vera silently. If it were the little flower fairy before this disaster, she would have felt it was too troublesome and didn't want to do it... Sure enough, there is no free lunch in this world.
