Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill showed a smirk, and the crystal fan fell directly into his palm.

As a gift for a long-lost reunion, the twelve tornadoes are his heartfelt welcome ceremony.

Especially the little **** standing on the mast in the middle.

The three tornadoes slid into the ship directly from three directions, and they absolutely guaranteed that they would stand side by side, face to face and all their feet up to the sky.

A ray of light quickly flew out of a ship and rushed directly to Hill.

The diamond-shaped crystal told Hill the identity of the visitor.

It seems that this artifact of the God of Time and Space has no intention to accompany the undead into the tornado and sway freely.

"Ah ah ah ah~ run away~ Hill became angry from embarrassment~"

"Hill is going crazy~ Go back to the house!"

The undead on the deck ran around, wailing and sprinkling salt on Hill's wound.

The Seraphs of Corellon still don't know what happened, but they can also feel that it is the undead's mouth that is causing trouble.

Even the artifact didn't intend to take care of it, they all flew away before the tornado hit.

Such a slow wind speed doesn't seem to want the life of the undead, at best it can teach them a lesson.

Hill sullenly looked at the sailboat that was turned into the air by the tornado. Those undead who had not had time to rush into the cabin, kept colliding with their companions, and those with bad luck would even hit the board directly. superior.

Even if their pain response is minimized, the intensity of this horizontal shot to the magic ship is enough to let them know what it means to be slapped!

The undead have always chosen dead daoists, and there are many people who close the door after entering, so most of them have not been able to rush into the cabin.

It just happened to all realize what it means to be dim, dizzy, swollen nose and face!

Especially the ship that was taken care of by the three tornadoes, most of them are children in the shape of them, like a bowling ball, being pushed back and forth between the three winds.

The undead were indeed screaming, but the blazing angels who fell above the harbor felt that these guys didn't seem to be afraid, but rather happy.

Or rather excited.

They watched with interest for a while, and several of them simply flew in, trying to figure out why these foreign visitors were screaming and happy.

Lynn and the Elven Crusaders around him looked awkwardly at the Paladins of Tyre who were standing in the harbor with them to welcome visitors from another world.

Although the interaction between the undead and Hill is a bit funny, it is understandable. If you dare to play a prank, you will be retaliated against, and Hill did not want their lives.

However, those seraphs who rushed into the tornado by themselves...

Now I don’t know how many gods and strong men are staring here!

Not to mention the harpists who climbed to the roof to watch the excitement as soon as they remembered the song.

They glanced at the envoy standing at the top of the tower, and then pressed back the thought of stopping the angels to their throats.

The flapping wings and the tiptoes all proved that Lachreel had worked hard to suppress his impulse. At least as the leader, he hadn't rushed in together!

Playing with it is what this famous wayward ghost will do.

The Elven Crusaders just felt a little embarrassed.

Only Lynn looked at the chaos on the sea and suddenly felt black.

What can he do with such a person in the future?

Did Hill say that the undead had their own managers?

When something goes wrong, can he find a timely solution?

Lynn felt that something was wrong. There is a difference between chaos and chaos. Can Corellon and Sullen be the same thing?

Hill looked over there with a calm face. Of course he knew that these undead who dare to make such a fuss must have been mentally prepared for being beaten long ago, and this may even be something that was discussed on their forum.

This is not an activity that can be prepared in one or two days.

But what can he do?

You can't let them lose an experience just for a little prank.

Hill had no choice but to hope that some of the undead who hadn't planned to do this but were implicated would beat these guys several times when they survived the wind.

He thinks it should be okay, someone will faint and spin the flywheel.

Hill glanced at the diamond-shaped crystal in front of him, this divine weapon clone condensed the divine light, and the appearance of the original light was much dim.

Probably because he was worried that Hill would be angry with him.

Hill pointed to the southeast corner: "I can't provide other help. I can't do a lot of things here in Toril.

The forest park over there is a station I prepared for the undead. There is an alchemy square in the middle, so I will leave it to you.

I still have locals here, please pay more attention and control the excitement of the undead. "

The diamond-shaped crystal floated up and down a few times, and a delicate small box appeared in the air.

Hill took it down: "Is it for me?"

The artifact jumped, and it quickly turned into a light and flew directly into the Alchemy Square.

Hill couldn't help but looked up. The golden sun peacock above the clouds told Hill what the **** of time and space was worried about.

This guy seems to be a little bit ready to move.

Ransendel's curiosity came together, and Corellon had nothing to do.

Not every guy who committed evil can still jump like this in front of the suffering master like him.

If possible, Corellon didn't think he would mind killing him directly.

The artifact of the God of Time and Space, he must know who the guy who is staring at him is, so he runs fast.

As long as he enters the Alchemy Square, he can completely assimilate the hut and firmly bind himself and Toriel's spatial law, even if anyone wants to do it, it won't be so easy.

The Time and Space Artifact really used his fastest speed, he didn't want to sacrifice one of his clones just like that.

I was really taken away by Ransendre, he really had to choose to blew himself up!

Otherwise, if the undead and Ransendre are mixed together, Toril may really blow up completely. He is here to help the God of Time and Space for benefits, not to send the God of Time and Space into the bottomless abyss.

That guy's whimsy, no matter what looks good, it turned out to be a big hole that will never be restored.

"Hill." Terry, who was standing beside him, asked thoughtfully, "So you are a bear? Is there a bear **** in your world? No, **** bear...

Not right..."

"The bear of the earth, the descendant of the goddess of the earth of Trahir, is the descendant of the **** of the world tree." Hill interrupted the golden dragon who didn't know what he was struggling with. He didn't want to guess Terry's thoughts, he always felt that Will be more angry.

Terry nodded suddenly, then lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.

The curtain of the study behind Hill moved slightly, and Hill turned his head and looked at the flattering little girl who was smiling.

"Dad Hill~You really can't blame me~" Aglaia lowered her head, looking at him half of her body, one toe moved restlessly, "They guarded me, and what I heard was the first a song!

I really didn't hear the second song at all.

I thought it was a surprise~ so I didn't say anything.

Sorry, father Hill~

I really didn't think so much. "

Hill could only sigh, and gently waved away the depressed air in his heart: "This should be a nursery rhyme in their world. It is estimated that they will sing that kind of song since childhood.

They only need to change the lyrics and post them on the forum, and they don't need to practice together.

Forget it! I was actually mentally prepared for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so cruel. "

Hill believed Aglaia's words, his little daughter hadn't learned to read his poor old father's jokes, and it might not be the case when it changed to Alice.

Not to mention those alchemy huts of the undead, that is, the lord's mansion in their family residence, Aglaia couldn't see what happened inside.

In fact, there is the "Biography of Hill", and his face will be lost sooner or later, but Hill really did not expect that the first day the undead came, he told Toriel that he was from the small town of Aglaia. The lord is a bear.

"Your other half is an elven?" Terry said suddenly, "Which world is so crazy!"

"Terry." Lin En, who didn't know when he came up, said with a sneer, "As a dragon, how do you have the face to say such things?"

"Lynn!" Hill directly blocked the infighting of his own people, "Why did you come up suddenly?"

"How long do you want them to shake over there?" Lynn retracted his glaring eyes at Terry, "How should I deal with their person in charge?"

"Just go directly to the square in the forest park. It's a clone of the divine tool of the **** of time and space in Trahir, who is responsible for managing the undead.

Do you remember the Salar law I showed you? The undead’s management regulations will only be more than that, you have known it in the past.

Let Liszt take you there.

However, you should go to the port first. Someone from the undead is already nauseous, so you can let it go. "

Lynn nodded and left, and dragged Terry away by the way, so that he wouldn't let this golden dragon slack off doing nothing!

Hill waved to cancel the tornado.

The magic ship swiftly avoided all the people who fell in an instant, causing them to fall into the sea one by one.

Hill was a little surprised. With such a ruthless operation, shouldn't the undead who can control the magic ship be undead?

The magic ship soon stopped at the port~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The residents of the small town of Aglaia and some passersby couldn't help standing by the side of the road watching.

When the undead began to stagger off the boat, Hill heard a very loud inhalation sound.

There have never been so many elves and half-elves in Toril's history.

"Hill~Hill~" A familiar shout came from below, "Give me a blue back?"

Hill couldn't help laughing, and gently slumped on the crystal railing of the terrace, Aglaia also floated over and sat on it, the beautiful gradient dress flying in the wind.

There are so many familiar figures on the harbor, they are all still there.

Hill thought that there might be some familiar faces that would not be visible anymore! After all, the time is actually quite long.

He gently beckoned to the bottom, the crystal flower ring on his left hand was shining light, and the magic ‘Water of Tranquility’ appeared so clearly on the continent of Toril for the first time.