Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

"Isn't the devil a legend? Why don't you go down for a wave?"

Hill heard the discussion from the players downstairs.

Originally, Fran was holding his cheek in one hand with a solemn expression, while the other hand was recording the introduction of the undead to the devil.

At this time, I also put down my pen with interest, wondering what the undead think about this matter.

"Fart." Yu Luo Fanchen said roughly, "Didn't Noah conspired with the noble temple?

Asking for a dead end!

You see, if the devil can't get into Salar, will he turn around and go back! "

"Don't be stupid." Xue Yunfeng also said, "There are so many undead people, and the opposite is not unknown, and I dare to come and be sure to rely on it.

Just wait for the big boss to come out, and then we will also send it to fight! The merit must be very high! "

There was a chorus below. No matter what conspiracy and tricks were on the other side, no one thought they would lose here.

"The undead really believe in His Majesty the King!" Fran sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Salarians are not so loyal."

No, they are convinced that the game company will never let the players lose out.

There are NPCs who sacrificed heroically, but what does it matter to them? At most, some players who are poisoned by the plot scolded a few days of planning.

Anyway, the big boss time and space, the second boss William will not die, not many people will care who is dead.

Hill silently lowered his eyelids, so no matter how good his relationship with the player is, he would never participate in this kind of battle.

With the lessons learned from the incident in the Black and White Road Territory, no one would be surprised that Hill refused to enter the player's territory.

"Sir, Mr. Fran." Martha appeared, "Mr. Masters who lived on the fourth floor decided to leave and asked me to convey their apologies for having to leave.

They said that the undead clan’s familiarity with the demons must be very fast on His Majesty’s side, and there is no need for them to continue doing useless work.

On the contrary, it was the devil attacking such a big thing. They were a little worried about their home and decided to go back.

It's a pity that they didn't contribute much, and Mr. Fran's kindness in inviting them to participate in such an important matter was wasted in vain. "

Hill wondered: "Go straight away?"

He stood up and glanced at: Those old mages were quite strong, and even in the dilemma of being whispered by the undead, they still insisted on staying in the center of the purification circle.

"They even pretend to be dizzy, so how could they come to say goodbye to us." Fran also glanced outside, "Just leave it alone, pretend you don't know anything. This is your greatest courtesy to them. Up."

"One very interesting thing. Almost all low-level demons have appeared here. There are also many high-level demons. There is no six-armed snake monster that I encountered on the black and white road." The witness was interested. Said, "In other words, behind these abyss gates, the demon lord facing them is probably not the same."

Fran froze for a moment, and squeezed the pen in his hand.

Hill comforted him and said, "Don't worry. Now that the undead know, Your Majesty, they must know better."

Fran shook his head: "Your Majesty's temper, I know very well. If he was really sure to deal with the demons, he would have let the undead rush out and kill these demons.

Noah, such a waste country, he would not take it seriously. "

Hill sighed slightly: "Actually, the reason why Noah cooperated with the noble temple is because of the location of the gate of the abyss, right?

It must be near their border, otherwise the devil would not let go of such a good soul.

Compared to being invaded by the devil, only offending Salar, Noah probably thought it was still worthwhile. "

"The temple of the nobility, in order to separate it from the devil on the surface, it must have used great effort to keep the devil out of Noah." Fran said slowly, "but Noah will not give nothing."

Hill hadn't reacted before, but he thought for a while and suddenly his eyes widened: "They gave the people on the border to the devil?"

"His Majesty will judge that Noah is not necessarily resistant, but that the great nobles in the north of their country ran away a lot.

But their troops defending the border did indeed withdraw to the largest city in the north to garrison.

The gate of the abyss will not appear where no one is.

But the devil came over Salar too fast! It doesn't seem to have been resisted. "

Hillmer closed his eyes silently, and suppressed the unspoken anger.

"This is the real nobleman." Fran said indifferently. "Even those in the Salar who were frightened by His Majesty the King would not make another choice."

"Will they really continue to cooperate with the Noble Temple?" Hill murmured, "That's the evil camp!"

"The victor lives forever." Fran said briefly, "Your Majesty the King has long been mentally prepared."

"If they really cooperate with the temple of the nobles and cooperate with the devil inside and outside, they will be treason!" Hill felt incredible, "This is to die with the family!"

"The temple of nobility, in the human world, has been standing for 100,000 years." Fran sneered. "Some people will always think that the new **** will definitely not be able to defeat the **** of nobility and kingship in terms of conspiracy and trickery."

Hill watched Fran recite the full name of the noble **** word by word, murderously lingering.

He looked up at the sky, and there was no sign of divine punishment. Has the nobility and kingship really come down?

In other words, the God Realm of the God of Time and Space has firmly guarded Salar's surroundings. No matter how many times the name of the **** is said, other gods can't punish them?

No, there is another possibility. Hill looked at the players sputtering underneath. There may be some gods. Maybe he has blocked Salar's call?

"What are the demons waiting for?" The witness who had been introduced for a long time couldn't say anything, and the video kept stopping on the succubus.

Soon, you can see what the demons are waiting for.

In the first wave of offensive, everyone knew that they were going to die, even the devil did not want to die in vain.

Therefore, the result of their stalemate for a period of time is that hundreds of thousands of original demons plus cowardly demons, escorted by the stronger defensive demons, attacked the city wall.

"Well, the first wave is the attack by the large, medium and small vomit group." The witness said weakly, "I hope that this time even those Kwasai demons will be killed together."

The players who were sitting slantingly on the city wall began to stand up one after another. Behind the knights standing in armor, a few rows of mages were standing.

Flange sighed slightly. They had inquired that the mage was not an easy job for the undead. Maybe only one out of a hundred people could become a mage.

But no matter what the probability is, in the huge number of undead races, it is a number that makes the world's mage stunned.

Raising the staff every 30 seconds caused a continuous blizzard outside the city wall.

The 6 rows of wizards cast spells in a relay mode, making the city wall a hundred meters away, completely submerged by the heavy snow.

After seeing that the cannon fodder was basically exhausted, Kwasai Mo planned to turn around and go back.

However, wearing a robe and a hood, standing honestly in the last row of mages, waved to call out a row of time-space dragons, the space-cutting big move that had been accumulated for a long time, and released them mercilessly. The quarse demon was cut into pieces.

Hill is very strange, aren't these people hiding in order to surprise behind? Why was it exposed from the beginning.

"Did the spy be found?" Fran said softly, "I don't know who is so stupid."

Hill tilted his head and glanced at his grandfather, who knew everything. When did Frank get such a close relationship with William?

"Your Majesty's alchemy factory suits my liking." Frank didn't need to look at it, knowing that Hill must be full of doubts, "Some of the ideas he put forward also gave me a lot of inspiration. The king. Your Majesty, I'm very generous again, I don't care at all. How many resources are wasted in my laboratory, I will send new ones right away before they run out."

Because you are already a god, do you retain all the memories? Hill was very jealous. If he hadn't always built bridges and houses in the sea of ​​spirit, he would have forgotten all the circuit diagrams of the downpipes, but the concrete proportions were remembered firmly, but it was completely useless here.

Moreover, Hill glanced at Fran. This is the tech tycoon who was stunned by the generous gold master, right?

Hill thought that this was more likely to be the meaning of the **** of time and space. Only the big bosses who live in the laboratory all the year round and pinch funds to live can understand how to make the same type of flanges work honestly.

He glanced at the disapproving Fran again, anyway, it was something that both parties were satisfied with, and Hill didn't need to worry too much.

As a result of the destruction of the cannon fodder, the demons were prepared long ago, but none of the high-level Kwasai demons were able to come back alive, which caused them a lot of commotion.

The current situation is, either all or no magic.

But in the whole, there must be a leader, and it seems that no devil is willing.

"What else do you want?" the witness muttered, "Don't be afraid! Come on! Raise your whip and see where you get the beating of love!"

Hill quickly glanced at Fran and found that he was completely immune to the nonsense of the undead, and could deafly lower his head and retranscribe the common sense of the devil he had just recorded.

"The spy has been caught!" The cry of the undead from below came up.

"Who? I can't think of anyone who is next to William like this."

"Remember that witch Kassel? One of her four great male favorites."

"Who? No impression at all!"

"It's the old king's mistress that Hill sent from the original Haifa. Didn't she give the evidence to William! The one from the Cortez royal family!"

Hill froze, why did he get involved with him again?

"It's the old witch who always scratches her head at William?" A girl's voice came. "Did I remember that Hill called her Granny Kassel? There are more on that video forum!"

"William also annoyed her later. The woman relied on herself for a bit of credit. She went to him every day, wait, eh, old cat, have you seen the video of William pretending to be a fool and asking how old the woman is? Look, the devil hasn't come over yet anyway!"

The old cat didn't say a word, but the live broadcast on the upper left corner and the constantly changing screen told everyone that he knew where to see it.

The first person to appear was Hill, standing there, facing the enchanting, sad-faced Kassel, and said solemnly: "Grandma Kassel, sorry, I'm still young, please keep your distance."

Hill watched the clipped video, choking for a while. The two extra sentences, I don't know which sentence they were cut from, really made them mouth-watering.

Flange was very interested, and even slightly raised Erlang's legs.

The people underneath laughed, and Hill could feel a lot of gazes looking upward.

He leaned back slightly, his hands about to move, trying to close the window.

Fortunately, the old cat knew that his boss was watching, and soon cut to William.

This should be a scene taken from outside the wide open palace door in the Cortez Palace.

William was leaning lazily on the throne to meet the visitors.

A whistle sounded suddenly, and Kassel walked in in an undead gown.

That is the clothes that the most daring girl of the undead does not necessarily wear. Basically, those who dare to wear this one running all over the street are all **** changers.

The top like a bellyband, except for a thin sling around the neck, there is nothing on the back.

The skirt of the lower body is almost a triangle of tulle, wrapped around the waist with a golden chain.

The lens is from left to right, and the person shooting can almost be felt in awe.

William, who was quickly slapped, didn't have any amazing expressions. He saw Kassel's expression almost as if he saw a gorilla scratching his head.

Fran gave a low laugh, and Hill looked over curiously and moved his chair next to Fran.

"His Majesty the King is already a god. He looks at people's soul, not appearance."

Hill glanced sympathetically at William on the screen, what a misfortune!

William might prefer to see a gorilla!

"Master Kassel, speaking of it, I have always wanted to know, you and our king of Salar~www.wuxiamtl.com~ who is bigger?" William said blankly, "How old are you? Is it necessary to keep it secret?"

Kassel glared like a silk, his smile on his face stiffened for a full minute before he turned around impolitely and left.

With the loud laughter and stomping from below, Hill couldn't help but mutter: "Ah, maybe you can understand that lady's betrayal?"

Then **** patted his head lightly.

Following the scene of the battlefield, it was cut back to the center of the screen. The witness seemed to be saying this: "Ms. Kassel will betray, but it is also normal. For a woman, she is not yet 100 years old after all. How can it be compared with the 200-year-old King Salar!"

The witness still couldn't help but smile, "Maybe the two idiot kings of Heva Saldo impressed her too deeply? Let's not mention her, or give the dead a little face."

Hill was a little surprised and was executed directly? What Kassel did was more than just betraying William and passing news to the noble temple.

Flange frowned: "She must be trying to make the disgusting thing like youth potion again!"

A youth potion that uses the blood of a virgin as the main ingredient?

Isn't this the evil potion destroyed by all the temples? Flange doesn't know the recipe, why would Kassel know it?

"It's circulated in most royal families." Fran told Hill directly, "I just didn't dare to kill anyone. No princess did not dare to stay in the country without seeing Salar."

"Don't think about it, otherwise how could there be so many gates of the abyss." Fran buckled the table with his fingers. "The devil moved."