Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill floated into the sky and watched as a group of rabbits popped out of the ground, rushing to the middle for a meeting.

He has a headache.

Hill’s beautiful valley, the underground at this moment, should be criss-crossed? .

After the middle level, these rabbits are not as big as their giant counterparts, but they are not too small.

That is, the difference between a pig and a dog is nothing but this world.

The earth element elves have no opinion, which means that these rabbits have the desire to control their own burrowing, at least not so deeply.

But if it is not sent out, these rabbits will really hollow out the mountains one day in the future.

Hill flew over the clouds and looked out of the town from a distance.

These undead fight fiercely, but in fact they are very restrained.

The magic light flying in the sky rarely hits the high walls of the town.

Hill even saw the branches of lily of the valley and stood on the wall to watch the excitement.

In the small town, a large group of priests squatted behind the wall and turned around to add blood, without any intention of going out to die.

I just can feel that there are more and more people.

Whether it is the Xueyunfeng Alliance that ran out of the teleportation formation, or the Doomsday Alliance that rushed outside on horseback, they are still quietly accumulating manpower and preparing for a decisive battle.

No, waiting for the bargaining between their two leaders to end.

Xue Yunfeng will not refuse, and both of them need to settle their past grievances before they have to cooperate.

Even if the boss is changed, the enemy is still the original enemy.

Those are all grievances cut out by each other with one sword at a time.

So for these PVP players, this is the final battle after losing all experience.

What matters is no longer the victory of the gang war.

But the number of deaths is less than that of their enemies.

Hill looked at it for a while and found that the priest inside the wall started to run outside.

It seems that the speed of both parties is very fast, and the negotiation has ended.

Hill even saw Cun Ling and Elder Sanda King, but neither of them brought Warcraft.

The knights on both sides also dismounted, ready to fight.

Is this going to play a game in a completely fair situation?

Both sides have stopped now, standing far enough to organize the team.

In the war that follows, it depends on the command capabilities of both sides and whether the gang can completely complete the command instructions.

This kind of large group combat only depends on the degree of obedience, no matter how strong the ability of a single person is, it doesn't make much sense.

But as far as Hill is concerned, there is no need to continue watching. The comparison is patience and willpower.

In fact, it's no wonder the elves wanted to kill William with decapitation tactics.

Fighting against the undead, no matter how tragic war can only become pure self-consumption.

Hill never understood what the Elf God King was waiting for.

Is it possible that the **** of time and space can't be killed now, and he can be killed in a while? 》

Hill gently fell back to the magic tower and saw Liszt waiting for him.

"What's wrong?"

"I told the hotel owner that someone from the Mage Association might stay in. He asked if he could invite the undead to be the boss for a few days. Anyway, cooking is all about cooking puppets." Liszt said calmly.

"I almost ignored this." Hill suddenly said, "Tell them all to go home and wait. You can entrust the undead to open a shop. The same goes for the female knights. I remember that the defense over there has been strengthened?"

"After the last event was over, high-level puppets have been placed on both sides of the street where the ordinary villagers lived to strengthen the defensive magic circle. Sir."

"That's good, the chances of them being alive are not great." Hill sneered. "Even if someone survives, they don't necessarily have the guts to live in my territory."

Just like Adrian said, Hill's restraint doesn't look like a high-level mage anymore.

Hill didn't care about it in the past two days, because he really made up his mind to kill these idiots for a little bit of benefit.

The dead do not need to consider the reception issue.

I just don't know how many people will come. There will always be people who will escape and die calmly. How can it be that easy.

"Mr. Xue Yunfeng and the opposite gentleman negotiated at the mouth of the valley." Liszt said with a weird expression. "They are just talking about what they say. I can only make sure that they are just discussing today. It’s not the biggest and most ruthless trick."

"Is it fair?" Hill really didn't expect that they would do this after playing a game?

"It has nothing to do with fairness. The two of them discussed for a long time, whether the strangers who came to the video today were sent to search for information from the big foreign families who are about to enter."

"Ah! So didn't all Warcraft appear?"

"Yes, there are also their own monsters in the end times. They seem to have subdued a hyena family and a lizard family."

Although such monsters are not so loyal, they can be raised as long as they are raised well.

Hill nodded. Both of these beasts are good as long as they are full. Although they are easy to rebel, they are also easy to tame.

People in the Doomsday Alliance, as long as they continue to eat and drink, there should be no problem.

As for the two leagues, according to Hill's past experience in PVP, he will never sit down and talk about it until the end.

It’s okay to train soldiers, so let’s talk about cooperation.

Whether it can continue to hold back is a manifestation of conscience.

After all, it depends on how strong the foreign enemy is.

If an alliance can be killed, why turn an enemy into a friend?

How troublesome it would be to find a reason to fight again in the future!

"Don't worry about them." Hill said with a slow smile. "The town is full of undead people on all sides, right?"

"Yes, except for the backer, there is basically no open space."

"The magic circle in the valley is open, and no one is allowed to fly off my head." Hill said with a smile, "Let's see if this messenger has the courage to walk in from a group of fighting undead."

Obviously, no.

Hill looked at the message Liszt had sent.

He didn't even test whether he could fly over Hill Hill, and stopped directly over the border.

If you die without seeing Hill, will you not pay the balance?

Hill thought it was very possible.

The Mage Association’s notification was delivered today!

If it doesn't arrive on time, Hill can't come forward to meet him at all.

It was Hill's kindness to let the old cat go.

Did he think that the undead fighting outside was prepared by Hill for him?

So he dragged his time there, expecting the undead to stop.

Anyway, as long as he enters Hill's territory before the end of today.

Actually, that's right.

This is a battle that everyone knows, and Hill is dissatisfied with the behavior of the Mage Association sending people to look for things.

But in fact it has nothing to do with Hill now.

At this time, the undead had already hit a real fire, and it was impossible for Hill to stop them.

Yesterday, the old cat sent a list of the death records of those who participated in the sneak attack on Hill.

Everyone died 3 or 4 more times after the 6-hour delay in resurrection.

Hill was satisfied.

His resentment towards players is actually not very deep.

For the player, it's just an NPC, what can you do if you kill it?

If Hill is not an intelligent program in their eyes, there is flesh and blood and emotion.

Players won't even have to toss afterwards, and they will only allow the plan to kill NPCs.

Half of the people praised the game for being real.

Hill actually knew it very well.

If he is strong, the undead will not dare to do anything against him, and no one will attack an NPC that can't even see the blood bar.

If he has enough status, William will consider more perfect, and will never let Hill into the dead easily.

At the moment of becoming a legend, Hill can finally admit that all his unwillingness stems from his incompetence.

When he stood in the sun, standing in the moonlight, and felt the moment that a wave of his hand could wipe out the players in front of him, his resentment gently dissipated.

At this time, he could calmly agree to the undead's petition.

His life is now in his own hands, and he no longer needs to wrong himself for survival.

"Sir, why is it so sure that the Mage Association will definitely send someone to look for things? After all, Mr. Frank said that it is possible?" Liszt still felt that it might not.

"Because of my grandfather, I wouldn't say that easily." Hill looked at Liszt, and Taring's way of thinking about problems was too comprehensive, and sometimes seemed rigid.

"The Mage Association must have been prepared for my legend a long time ago. My grandfather's communication has always been extensive, and it is true that he received the news before he came over." Hill laughed, "But he will definitely not say dead~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ What if the association changes its attention after all?"

"If it is changed, Mr. Fran will definitely notify you, right?" Liszt understood. "After all, three days are enough for Mr. Fran to know who has been sent."

Hill nodded.

If he changed people and Fran notified him, Hill would be able to let the undead go to other places to fight.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Wizards Association, Hill is not their own.

It's just a warlock, and it's still different from a wizard.

The future is great, and it has nothing to do with them.

The Warlock Tower remained silent, and Hill didn't know what they were waiting for.

But Hill always hoped that they would appear before the messenger of the Mage Guild came.

Unfortunately, it still doesn't.

Or came, but didn't intend to come with a big fanfare, but planned to see Hill secretly and secretly express his friendship with Hill.

Hill didn't intend to accept this kind of secret gesture, he didn't need to be aggrieved by this kind of grievance.

If the undead didn't accept Hill's task, he would have to think of other ways to hide the people from the dark.

Hill looked at the gift at hand, which William had sent directly two days ago.

He just sent someone to sit in the teleportation array to give gifts, and by the way invited Hill to go to the second palace in a few days. He wanted to hire Hill to cast a natural growth magic for his palace.

Everything is plain and plain, naturally.

But the person sent was appointed by the state minister, and everyone knew what he was here for.

Apart from William, there is no second country or organization that intends to show its friendship with Hill before the Mage Association and Hill's affairs are over.

What they worry about is the Wizards Association plus the Fairy Forest.

It's just that Hill will not consider their so-called last resort.

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