'Snow Cloud Peak' fell into his daily irritable voice again: "Sacred Rain! It's going down! What are the pastors thinking? This TM is a lich at first glance, and you won't add blood to him even if you lay flowers!"

"Water method! After adding BUFF, use 'Storm Rush' to put out the fire! Don't use ice-type spells! Is there some common sense? This is a lich! Ice-type immunity!"

"The wind method can blow some wind, and the wooden method can throw some thorns and other things over... Don't use powerful spells! The two on his head are Iron Stones! Spells below level 8 can be absorbed...Fill them first!

3T preparation! 3T preparation! After the overflow effect of the Ain stone is released, change defense with the main T immediately!

Save some effort if you have a good head! Don’t ask me for blue medicine back then! I’m a poor man! I haven’t even drunk it myself!”

Hill couldn't help laughing, "Snow Cloud Peak" is an ice craft... Majoring in blizzards, you will lose spells without thinking. When you really need accurate attacks, no one in the Undead tribe will expect him to hit the enemy... It's a miracle if you don't hit your own people.

Although the firewall that Lagong repeatedly pulled up was still very harmful, most of the defensive knights standing in the first row supported them... They had too many defense buffs on them, which reduced the effect of the firewall by at least one-third.

The embarrassment of the firewall spell lies in this. If it can be burned, of course it can be cleared instantly, and even swept away the entire crypt... But if it is blocked, it will be damaged and will be reduced.

However, Lagong didn't care and kept using the firewall repeatedly... After all, this spell could still hurt the undead tribe. His purple soul fire flashed in his eyes, probably to calculate the undead tribe's ability to withstand... Most of the dead undead tribes were still lying there, so Lagong had not yet discovered that his purpose could not be achieved from the beginning.

Only a small number of people who wanted to sell things in Agrea chose to return to the city and resurrection, but the rolling fire wall made the lich not pay any attention to the disappearing corpses.

"Is this his talent?" Flann looked at it for a while before asking.

Hill replied softly: "Yes, this is the legendary spell specialty,' and then he was still using the spell energy absorbed by the Iron Stone to supplement his consumption, and his own consumption was very little.

‘Recall spell’, the legendary magic talent, can repeatedly use the spells used before within an hour... If it is a legendary spell, it can only be three times, but there is no limit to the firewall like this.”

Ragong is actually using his own mana... But the undead attack on him can give Ain Stone enough to supplement him. Even if dozens of firewall spells are used at the same time, the consumption is not enough to make Ain Stone fall asleep.

Moreover, the constant ranged weapon deflected barrier of the Lich, causing the short arrow spear that was shot at him to lose its effect.

The battle scenes in the crypt are now in a stalemate.

The undead tribe didn't care much, and they were fighting very hard... Killing wave SS or being killed by wave SS was their daily enjoyment.

Flan turned to ask Hill: "He shows me his information... He looks like a celebrity!"

Hill walked to the bookshelf where the historical biography of legendary figures in the continent of Feren, and found out the information of the rune Lord who had been active in the southern country of Feren, Kalinshan, from thousands of years ago.

Flan is a very proud person. If it weren't for Ragong's interesting super demon expertise, he wouldn't have any interest in a skull... A person who is not even interested in becoming a god would not feel that turning into a dead soul and turning his emotions and reason into nothing. What's the value of his attention to the lich.

Flan bowed his head and looked it over, asking a little incomprehensible: "Why is he underground in the Northern Continent? Kalinshan is not a place that can be reached in a day or two... You said that Torrell cannot use teleportation now, right?"

After Hill discovered that the person who came to Ragong, he understood why he appeared so soon. He couldn't help laughing: "The original territory of Kalinshan belongs to the gods and monsters... Their leaders, the fire monster Mannon and the gods and monster Kalin, turned a large amount of land into deserts and ruins because of endless struggles. More than 7,000 years ago, were imprisoned by the elves in a sacred crystal from Paradise Mountain.

However, a spell plague occurred... The original power of the riot attacked all powerful items that did not belong to Torrell, and the crystal was probably broken."

Vera, who had been hanging on Hill's hair, screamed: "What? Are those stupid descendants of the Qi and Fire Elements going to start a war again?

They are the enemies of nature and should not exist at all!”

These gods and monsters who once turned half of the southern part of Feiron into desert wastelands were not just their unscrupulous damage to nature... For them, whose memory was still seven thousand years ago, humans were just slaves.

Hill comforted Vera lightly: "Don't worry, the Kalinshan people can't deal with these elements, and the Undead will not be able to do it."

"How to do it?" Vera held her little wand and said nervously: "Hill, they are elements! Most spells and physical attacks are invalid!"

"When they attack each other, won't they also perish? Just use spells with the opposite attributes of their properties. The Undead is very good at using water magic." Hill thought for a while and added, "And the Undead can modify its attributes."

Vera thought for a while before saying, "The little goblin born in Torrell will slowly die out... My dream cannot collapse before it even began.

If the Undead tribe is really willing to go to Kalinshan to eliminate those natural enemies, I plan to follow."

Hill couldn't help but look at Vera: "Oberon's awakening doesn't need that trouble, right?"

The greenery near Agrea should be enough to support the little fairy god.

"Hill..." Vera lay down in Hill's ear and said, "You can raise it, is Queen Vera a very nice name?"

She returned to the swing she knitted and shook: "Sure enough, there is a reason why Titania is most guarded by me among all the children. Hehehe~ I must be the child who looks the most like her... No, not, in fact, I am more like another little goblin queen."

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She looked at Hill with her head tilted: "Does Hill know? Titania's last, because she accidentally helped receive the gift given to Titania by the dwarf... the unlucky sister who was corrupted by the dark diamond... Now the Queen of the Sky Darkness of the Immortal Court.

She used to be the most beautiful little fairy princess and the closest to the throne.

Before me...the flower fairy queen."

Vera showed a beautiful and sharp smile: "So...why am I the only royal member of the Goblin royal family who has been abandoned on the mainland?

Why is my father Oberon full of guilt towards me, and even turned against Titania after I returned?

In fact, my ending was destined at the moment of my birth... I will not let Titania be happy forever...

Hill... If I never thought of these, I would probably still be so happy... But for those thousands of years in the iceberg, I, who lived with the golden cup of Amanata... seemed to be so smart that I was influenced by that cup!"

Hill sighed and said slowly: "Then...Villa, don't force the goblin who doesn't like those things to go with you."

Vera nodded casually: "Of course I will act according to your wishes... But Hill, you really don't understand the goblin... The daily life of the goblin is that of the goblin.

Most of the little goblins who follow me want to get a dream of goblin country that can rely on their own abilities to climb to a high position... rather than a place with complete equality and no level."

Hill smiled helplessly. Of course he discovered that even here in Hill, no little goblin dared to cross Villa and Oberon to communicate with Hill.

They would only talk to Hill after Vera spoke.

Maybe it is because they have a nearly infinite long life, so long that they sometimes feel boring, so little fairies always need a goal, so social status is their pursuit.

But Hill didn't think that all the little goblins would choose to follow Villa, and they were always tired of those fighting... Hill wouldn't let the forced unfortunate people appear around him.

Anyway, Vera had made a promise to Hill, and Hill would not say anything more... But he still sighed in his heart. He had never told Vera about the half-plane, nor had she let her enter his pendant. It was indeed the right choice.

Hill didn't think that Vera had this idea before the spell plague... The cup really had a secret hand on her... The chaotic Kalinshan was indeed the easiest place to worship the sun.

He suppressed his sigh, stretched out a finger and gently touched Vera's hair: "Villa, if you feel bored there, Agrea welcomes you back at any time."

Vera asked inexplicably: "But, Hill, can't I build my goblin kingdom in Agrea? Must be in Kalinshan?"

Hill showed an illusory smile: "Of course I don't care about the appearance of a little fairy country in my territory... But Vera, things in the world cannot be as satisfactory as possible... It takes a long time for the desert to return to green."

Vera hugged her little wand, a little hesitant... She didn't want to leave Hill for so long... But a strange sense of mission filled her small body... Vera herself didn't know that after she understood the past, she would awaken such a high desire for power.

She leaned her body against Hill's head and muttered unhappily: "It's obviously all in the ocean... It's really annoying that you can't use the space gate."

Hill stared at Vera silently. If it were the little flower fairy before this disaster, she would definitely feel very troublesome and would not want to do it anymore... Sure enough, there is no free lunch in this world.
Chapter completed!