Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Looking at the chaos ahead, Hill sneered: "An Pengfei, come here."

Hill's voice carried the power of purification. An Pengfei, who had been stunned by the smell of bloody killings, suddenly woke up and found that he was actually standing in the blood pool fighting with his men. He quickly turned around and rushed directly towards Come to Hill's side.

Most of the hundreds of guards in the blood pool were numb, and they rushed back mechanically with An Pengfei.

On the contrary, it was those who did not work hard because they were standing in the corner and their reactions were a little slower.

Of course, An Pengfei, who was standing next to Hill, noticed it. If he hadn't been confused, how could he not have noticed such an obvious betrayal.

His expression suddenly darkened.

It seems that this An Minyi was indeed his confidant. Otherwise, Mr. An, who has long been accustomed to the kind of fighting within the family, would not show such an obvious expression.

Hill patted his shoulder and added a layer of protective spells to him, then took out his magic book and released a series of purification spells.

Even though those crazy 'chosen ones' were being eroded by purification spells, they still persisted in crossing the purification wall under Silbu.

An Pengfei quickly stepped forward and attacked with his weapon.

Hill thought for a moment and cast a layer of purifying enchantment spells on their weapons. Of course, he ignored those few people.

Hill disliked traitors very much.

An Pengfei whispered: "Please also ask Mr. Bolaño to help me sweep the formation."

Hill nodded. It seemed that An Pengfei planned to leave this matter to the An family to deal with. By the way, he would also let other families see the truth about the 'mass grave', even if the dragon bearers of Ben's mark might not be able to see it. , but everyone in the red robe mage has the undead 'chosen one', no matter who they are, they can recognize them at a glance.

Hill was not from Faerûn and did not think that this matter that might cause a conflict between Faerûn and the Shoulong Empire had anything to do with him, so of course he readily agreed.

Although his feelings towards the Shoulong people are getting duller, if Shoulong and Faerun really come to fight, Hill feels that he will only choose neutrality.

However, the first reaction of the Shoulong Empire might be to go to the Japanese Empire, right?

Although their combat effectiveness on land has dropped a lot, the Shoulong Empire's naval fleet and magic ship fleet are still the best in the world.

Only the Elf Fleet could rival them, but its number was much smaller than that of the Shoulong Empire. During the hundreds of years since the Elf Empire had completely retreated, except for the north, the rest of the ocean was almost dominated by the Shoulong Empire.

It was pretty good to fight, Hill thought nonchalantly, it would be best to destroy their country, and he would definitely send a gift to the Shoulong Empire by then.

Hill felt the ground shaking above his head.

He quickly raised his head and felt it.

An Ran, who was obviously injured, stood behind a middle-aged man who looked very similar to An Pengfei, who should be the head of the An family.

Standing next to Patriarch An were four or five similarly dressed men, probably the patriarchs of other aristocratic families. Sheriff Bai stood beside him with a pale face.

A total of forty wizards were muttering words, trying to completely remove the land above the blood pool.

But perhaps because they were from different families, these witches did not use all their strength and had a tacit understanding. The amount of soil removed by each one was about the same.

At this rate, Hill suspected they would have to wait until tomorrow morning to finish digging.

The sun will soon disappear completely into the sky, and the active period of the undead will soon come.

Others are not in a hurry, but An Jia is.

The head of the An family sneered and asked Governor Bai: "Is this the family you strongly support? I don't know what His Majesty the Emperor will think of you? Bai Wu has worked hard for hundreds of years, but it was all destroyed in your hands!"

"What does this have to do with my father?" Sheriff Bai said angrily, "I will bear my own fault! I will return to the imperial capital immediately to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor!"

Patriarch An stared at Governor Bai, and the clan leaders next to him also looked at him seriously.

The fight between aristocratic families has always been invisible but deadly. A real fool cannot be a clan leader at all. Even if he really wanted to compete, he would have died long ago without a burial place.

So it is really rare for them to meet such stupid people in their life circle.

Sheriff Kashiwa is responsible for a P! No one knows him.

The Bai family turned the tables on the aristocratic family. Bai Wu may still be protected by His Majesty the Emperor, but if the Emperor really dares to protect him after such a thing as a mass grave, he has to consider whether he can still sit on the throne. .

Aristocratic families can report this kind of thing directly to heaven. Although God Haotian doesn't like to interfere in mortal affairs, he is always fair.

Just one look into those eyes filled with the fire of karma could shorten Emperor Shoulong's life.

Hill couldn't help but laugh. The head of the An family was trying to take advantage of Governor Bai. He felt that this guy must be crazy to restore Bai Wu's status. Maybe there would be some way to quickly remove the soil. It was impossible for the big wizard to just give Mr. Bai does not pay attention to his son.

But what is unexpected is that Sheriff Bai has no idea what will happen to their family.

Go back to apologize? He could not even see the emperor's robe and feet before he was dragged out and executed by his entire family.

Of course Hill knew that as long as he waved his hand, the nearly one thousand meters of soil and rock above his head would move away, but why did he do that?

Anyway, he is here, and An Pengfei and the others can't die. Hill has to consider whether to do unnecessary things when others ask him, not to mention that no one wants to ask him yet.

He can't be that active.

The most important thing is that there is a magic circle at his feet ready to go!

This is a hybrid magic circle. The main body is Faerun's large magic sealing circle, but the inside is completely different.

Rather, it is more like the product of a collaboration between a Faerun mage and a certain arcane faction. The lines are very weird.

He is currently trying to outline the strokes of this magic circle. Although he can feel its effect of blocking the ability to cast spells, Hill still can't understand how this is done.

This large-scale magic circle that he had never seen before attracted all his attention. Hill decided to record it in detail first, and then learn slowly.

He's a little happy now.

I thought that this time I went to Menglong, there was nothing to gain except watching a circle of intrigues!

Hill's dissatisfied heart, which could not be calmed down even after receiving many good things, suddenly calmed down.

But he could also see that this magic circle had not been formed for a long time, and many of the runes were obviously ineffective.

Moreover, Hill discovered a very interesting point. This magic circle seemed to be using the power of evil to bind the ghosts.

No wonder these evil spirits stay here guarding the blood pool even though they can leave through the wall.

The people who were tortured and killed are basically evil spirits born after death, and their first reaction is to kill all the living people they see.

It is true that many evil spirits have avenged themselves, but that is not because they have IQ, but because the murderer has not had time to escape.

Hill soon understood why Zhentarim cooperated with the Japanese.

If this kind of magic-sealing array is powerful enough and has enough energy, it might be able to turn those guys in the City of Shadows into prisoners of the Zhentarim.

You can even put them next to the Felin Demon Sunflower as a power bank.

This is really... worthy of the tyrant Bane! This brain is so lively.

Hill was silent and thought, no wonder in the original timeline, when Ghost City attacked Zhentil Castle a few years later, the damage was so heavy that even one of his own princes was killed.

By that time, the mass grave blood pool experiment on Shoulong's side had been successful, right?

Stories about the Shoulong Empire have rarely been circulated, but the Shoulong Empire did turn from prosperity to decline after the first death at midnight, and it was also from that time that the Shoulong Empire no longer had any connection with the Faerûn continent. .

Unlike now, Hill clearly felt that the trade exchanges between the two continents were very close.

Now Hill suddenly understood. Not to mention how rich Haidong Province was due to mainland trade, Haidong Province had always been the source of soldiers for the Shoulong Navy Fleet, and he could also understand the importance of this large province to the Shoulong Empire.

If this place is destroyed, it will indeed be an unbearable burden for this country.

Moreover, such heavy casualties will also have an impact on the heaven. The emperor who sent a fool like Governor Bai to Haidong might have to die suddenly. The Haotian God... always does things directly.

Hill moved his hand again, causing white mist to float near him.

An Pengfei soon discovered that if he was injured, he could just step back a few steps and enter a cloud of water mist, and the injury would be restored quickly.

As for those traitors, they no longer dare to fight at all and can only stand in the corner and think of ways to stop the bleeding. Even though their bodies were dripping with blood, the Archmage could not see them and instead used these people as bait.

The most ferocious undead, who obviously knew that killing could bring benefits to themselves, were destroyed by lightning before those people, but their claws were very long and could sometimes pop out. An Minyi and the others resisted very well. It was difficult, everyone was injured, and it attracted evil spirits even more.

But those guys didn't even dare to show angry expressions. It was Mr. Bolaño's kindness that he was willing to save their lives.

Although it is more likely because the archmage still has a sense of justice that does not want the living to die at the hands of the undead.

An Pengfei felt the pressure on his hand suddenly decrease, and turned to look at the direction of the stairwell: Why hasn't support arrived yet? If Master Bolaño hadn't suddenly come down, An Pengfei might have died here.

There can't be any problems with the two people sent out, right?

"You don't have to worry." Hill noticed that An Pengfei was a little panicked and told him, "An Ran thinks you are too sloppy and has gone back by himself."

An Pengfei smiled bitterly. He had really learned a lesson this time, and he no longer dared to trust his past friends casually.

An Minyi...what is this for?

Is there anything that he, as the future patriarch, cannot satisfy? Would actually choose to betray him.