Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The mansion that Hill summoned this time was an ordinary type that could last for seven days. He felt that he would have a satisfactory residence by then.

The speed and quality of Hill's construction are beyond the reach of most gods.

Considering Terry, Hill specially used casting materials that are easier to enlarge the space this time. Sure enough, a tall stone villa on the prairie appeared inside, and Terry's dragon shape could easily enter the door of the room.

Jinlong happily restored its original shape as soon as he entered, and soared in the air for a long time.

When he fell down after he had played enough, Hill asked him, "How do you know it's not Misrion's ring? That one has fallen a long time ago?"

Terry followed Hill and walked into the house: "The clone of Misrion is still there! My mother specially asked me to smell him, so I smelt it and stay away.

Although the clone is now in the Sharptooth Forest, who knows if there will be a desperate adventurer to bring him out.

Although the guy Misrien was a good person before, his mentality will definitely change a lot after being scammed for so long.

What if you lie to us and make a promise to help him find the real Misrion Ring? That is the crystallization of his divine power, which can directly restore him to weak divine power!

Misrion didn't know how many treasures he had in his hands. It was difficult for the dragon to refuse this temptation, and it was best not to see him.

Fortunately, this one you have is not real, otherwise, there will be dragons to grab it, but the elves should also know where he is.

Few humans know about this. My mother said that sooner or later, a so-called human brave would enter the Sharptooth Forest, and then embark on a brave and fearless journey of seeking the ring.

Finally, I found the broken ring in the corner where I didn't know, and maybe I had to fight against the horns. Let me wait and watch the excitement.

Having said that, is your ring made by Corellon? Is he so strong? "

Hill shook his head: "Not the father of the elves. But it was indeed found in the treasures of the elves."

Terry sighed a few times, "No wonder the Queen of Five Colors has always wanted to rob Corellon's treasure house, there are indeed many good things!"

Hill glanced at him. Even though he hated the five-color dragon queen and her men, these metal dragons didn't seem to treat all the five-color dragons as enemies.

At least some of the news about the Queen of the Five Colored Dragons must have been told by the neutral chaotic camp of the Five Colored Dragons to these metal dragons.

Like the news that the Queen of Five Colored Dragons coveted the Corylon Treasury, there has never been such a legend among humans and elves.

That's a powerful divine power! When the Five-Colored Dragon Empress didn't want to take the initiative to find something by herself, a sharp arrow flew from the sky suddenly.

And the metal dragon, who hates the five-color dragon queen, has never said these things to humans or elves. Only when Terry listened to the story before going to bed would say it casually.

Hill had a feeling that the reason Toril could no longer appear to be locked away was because Mithrion had sealed all the laws related to it in that ring. However, that is the ring of mystery, and anyone who doesn't understand the principle of mystery can't eliminate the defense of that ring and absorb the divine power inside.

Therefore, Misrion is not in a hurry to come out of Sharptooth Forest, he has enough time to wait for a perfect start.

The ring in Hill’s hand is an imitation of the celestial spirits, using the laws prevailing in the universe, and Hill is not a member of the world of Toril, so he can bypass the various settings of Misrion. Successfully comprehended some of the principles of Misuo.

Since this is the case, Hill doesn't need to pay attention to this matter, just wait for a side story to save the locked god.

He now has more important things to do.

Hill stood upright and smiled and said, "Terry, please allow me to introduce you to a new friend."

Aglaia appeared in the hall wearing a long dress of the ocean gradient color. She took her weapon and looked at the golden dragon with curiosity.

Although she could see the dragon outside from the pendant, she couldn't help being curious about facing it directly.

"My daughter, Aglaia, the **** of the sea." Hill said triumphantly.

Terry stared at Aglaia in a daze, then turned his head to look at Hill, and suddenly wrinkled his nose and smelled Aglaia carefully.

The harpoon in Aglaia's hand was about to pierce Terry's big nostrils, and the golden dragon suddenly awoke and roared: "The sea **** of the good camp? Bahamut will go up again, am I still there? Dreaming?"

Aglaia hesitated to look at Terry, who was stomping while shouting. She was a little at a loss, but she also understood that Terry was so disrespectful because she was too surprised. It was not intentional to offend, so she could only look sideways. Hold Hill and wait for him to deal with it.

"Terry!" Hill floated up, grabbing his dragon horn, "have you calmed down? Not every sea **** in the world is of Ambor's kind, okay?"

The aura of another world in Aglaia's body is too obvious, if Taili was calm enough, he would have discovered it long ago.

Terry, who listened to Hill's words, finally understood what Hill meant after thinking hard for a while.

He exhaled heavily: "From other worlds! That's okay. There are gods who can compete with Ambor for the authority of the ocean, and the entire coastal areas of the world will offer faith for you!"

"Although my father showed me some books about that Ambor, I still can't believe that if a **** even cursed his followers, how could she still exist?" Aglaia asked curiously. Terry.

"Robbery and violence, there will always be people who worship her out of fear.

In order to express his majesty, Ambor even directly attacked his followers. If you don't give her enough gifts, she will overturn the ship with people. "

Terry thought for a while, and pulled out a huge book almost as tall as Hill from his bag: "My mother made a special map of the gods in order to let me know about Toril's many and chaotic gods.

You can only take a closer look at Ambor, she is relatively weak, and it's okay to scold her at the beach.

Other gods who are stronger, if they watch too much, they will feel it.

I'm fine, but you may be dissatisfied with the observation of the gods of the outside world. "

Aglaia nodded heavily, ignoring Hill who was hesitant to talk next to him, and said readily: "Just look at the goddess of the ocean who is the same as my priesthood!"

Aglaia soon regretted it.

She looked at the lifelike portrait, the expression on her face almost collapsed: "This crazy woman is Amber? Why doesn't she have a lower body? At least it must be a fish tail?

Why doesn't she even have clothes? How does she wear a seaweed cloak?

Papa Hill! "

Aglaia looked at Hill weepingly, she couldn't bear the virtue of her own kind.

"This is the poison of faith! Aglea." Hill took the opportunity to warn, "She is still chaotic and evil! It is easier to become ugly. People who know her would not think that such a terrible **** is a beautiful girl. of!"

Looking at Aglaia who was worried, Hill said soothingly: "In fact, Aglaia doesn't need to worry too much. She is just a goddess near the sea. She is too weak to correct people's impressions of her. Instead, it is for people's hearts. Imagine it.

When she was incarnate, she also had a lower body, indicating that she also knows what looks good. "

Aglaia made up his mind and said: "Dad Hill! I will never go evil! I will never absorb faith. I would rather increase my strength slowly, as long as the ocean agrees with me!"

Hill nodded in satisfaction.

Terry was watching and suddenly said, "Hill, you are really a good dad! Much better than the one in my house. He will threaten me with violence."

Hill froze for a moment, and then said in a tone of voice as it should be: "You are a boy! Of course a daughter is different."

Terry snorted indifferently and squatted on the ground: "If I had a younger sister, I wouldn't end up very well."

Hill suddenly thought of his own Olianna, and he could only pull the corners of his mouth: "No matter how naughty children are, they belong to their own family~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Love is still love, and you have to fight.

Aglaia is very well-behaved, so I never need to be so harsh.

You guys who dare to run away from home, of course, can’t be treated the same as our good daughters. Isn’t that too unfair? "

Aglaia, who was frustrated next to him, instantly became happy: "Of course! I am the best-behaved child!"

Jin Long pulled out an unexplained smile: "Ah! Chaos! No one knows which accident or whim will come first!"

Aglaia quickly raised his head, and clenched the harpoon in his hand: "This is the seaside! Do you want to see the flooding to the top of the mountain?"

Terry quickly corrected his attitude: "Hello, Aglea, I hope we can be friendly neighbors. It's up to Hill's face!"

His big golden eyes that kept turning allude to his inner restlessness.

Hill knew a little bit what Terry was thinking.

The nearby Sword Mountain Range gave Ambor a hundred chances that she couldn't drown, but Aglaia's tone indicated that she could do it if she wanted to.

Toril was used to the goddess of the waste ocean, and few would pay attention to her before seeing Aglaia's power.

Although it's a bit shameless, for Hill and Aglaia, this period of inconspicuous time is actually very important.

When Aglaia cleans up part of the swamp of undead, no one can drive her away by banishing alien creatures.

The biggest trouble with the incarnation of the water element she uses now is this.

There is nothing to be afraid of in a fight, but if someone is expelled in this way, Aglaia's face will be greatly embarrassed.

Hill thought about it, and decided to go to the study to deal with his magic book, leaving room for the two older children, who are actually very willful, to communicate.

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