The moonlight that Selune transformed into gradually dimmed... It seems that this girl of the moon is not so easy to act in Toril recklessly. It may be only this incarnation that can be used, and it consumes a lot of divine power.

Hill sighed silently and walked to his study... Fortunately, he was in a good mood and never planned to do anything in Toril... Otherwise, just the gods lining up to come to Aglaia would be enough. He failed ten thousand times.

When the undead returned to the hidden town, Vera was still bargaining with the time-space artifact, while Hill and Fran stood in front of the half in Purvi, waiting for the last minute... The power of life surged in In Purvi, the little goblins planted in the small flower ponds of the otherworld whales are blooming brilliantly... The flowers bloom and fail, and they seem to be reincarnated for several springs and autumns in one minute.

Looking at the thick layer of flowers on the ground, Hill felt that his demi-plane might be different from what he thought... But he clearly intended to focus on water!

After all, this is a half plane in Purvi, and Hill really wants to leave a home for this unlucky otherworldly whale that can survive even if he leaves.

But this exuberant vitality... The combination of water and earth seems to have created a half plane that is biased towards Heavenly Mountain...

Standing in front of the door of light in the half plane, Hill hesitated for a long time before he dared to enter, and finally was pushed in by the impatient Flange who was waiting on the side.

Just as Hill had envisioned, the golden door of light was located in a bay in the middle of the continent, immersed in the shallow waves that gently beat the seashore.

There were twinkling stars and silver moonlight in the sky, and the breeze was blowing gently on Hill's face. Compared with the harsh spring breeze in the outside world, it was already a slightly drunk early summer in the half plane. .

Hill walked a few steps and felt the ocean he created... Although there is no holy water like the holy water in Paradise Mountain, it can be regarded as a diluted version of holy water... Moreover, Hill also put a use in the center of the continent. Refined Falls Mountain of the Relic of Grea.

If the undead dare to step into this half-plane, it is estimated that more than half of their strength will be weakened directly.

As for the mainland, most of the mountains and hills are already covered with green... The countless seeds that Hill sprinkled into the half plane at the end have now turned into towering trees and flowers and green grass.

Only the plains in the middle of the continent haven't grown any plants yet... Hill planned to grow some crops here.

"As expected of the half-plane you built!" Faran sighed behind him, "It's not lethal at all. Ah, no, the evil faction will probably be completely suppressed when entering this place... But other than being attacked, you Would you invite any evil faction to enter your half plane?"

Hill showed a wry smile: "Maybe, Lady of the Night?"

"I thought it was William who had a good relationship with her?" Fran didn't care about anything during this time... Hill didn't stop in the open-air garden!

Fortunately, the child Hill was more careful and let Liszt tell him a lot of things, otherwise, how could Fran let himself stay in the laboratory and hide!

But he also knew very well that without Hill's affinity, staying in that garden would only bring trouble to Hill... and no one with a little sane would stay when Shar was talking to Selene. Beside!

It was a miracle that Hill could do it.

Fran stared at the thriving land in front of him, and was speechless for a moment... He was surrounded by warm vitality. If he stayed in this half-plane, his lifespan would be enhanced a lot... He is in the neutral camp. !

He would have this feeling, which only shows that Hill never thought in his heart that he would only welcome the existence of the good camp.

In fact, he has always been very clear in his heart that there is only one reason why Hill has a good relationship with powerful gods like Toril... In their hearts, Hill is harmless.

But Hill, obviously it's just superficially harmless! His ferocity was not seen by anyone.

A mage who can turn the water magic of the auxiliary system into a murderous weapon, a strong man who can tear apart giant dragons without hesitation, who really thinks he is completely harmless, it is estimated that no one will collect the corpse when he dies... Too dead Funny.

But Hill was able to build a half-plane like Heavenly Mountain... No, it was much more comfortable than Heavenly Mountain, at least he couldn't get into that ghost place.

Fran reluctantly thought, obviously his grandson wouldn't play that kind of boring trick to show the enemy's weakness, but Hill's natural law always dressed him from a giant bear to a rabbit. I really don't know how the law of the earth can be so boring. preference...Farland is well aware that water and wind are only secondary laws to Hill.

The only thing that can truly dominate Hill's fate is the earth.

So he still thinks of a way to create some powerful large-scale magic equipment for Hill!

Otherwise, people will always be regarded as harmless rabbits, and Hill will one day turn from a furry earth bear to a furious bear.

It's all because of Hill's ancestors who like to pretend to be fools... Yes, that guy named Hay Wilson!

If it wasn't for him pretending to be a bear and believing it, how could Hill inherit such a useless talent law!

Hill didn't know that his grandfather was slandering his ancestors, but he just mulled over his arms: "Grandfather, I'll treat this as a vacation villa... The law of this half-plane is a little too biased towards vitality.

Next time I must pay attention, when refining the demi-plane, use less high-level materials that increase vitality.

In this case, I can't even pull the enemy in to fight... Even if my enemy is evil, I might not be willing to pull him in and destroy such a beautiful world. "

Hill still knows himself very well... The three words 'maybe' are all giving him money, and he must not be able to do it.

Faran released a 10-meter-high magic ballista from his space ring: "Just use this, you don't need to consume the power of the law of half planes."

Hill looked up at the powerful weapon exuding terrifying coercion in front of him... How many dragons did his grandfather slaughter in Abel?

What are some other biological materials? In his sense, these materials are stronger than those on the dragon... Could it be the primordial?

Hill turned his head hesitantly and asked, "Grandfather, have you encountered the battle between the primordial dragon and the primordial?"

"When I first entered Abel, I also entered by mistake." Fran said with a blank expression, "The only space fluctuations that can catch an archmage by surprise are these battlefields.

Both sides are too powerful, even hundreds of thousands of years after death, the created space vortex can be irresistible.

The reason why I was hunted by the Abel dragon was that they found out that I came out near the battlefield. "

He showed a cold smile: "Unfortunately, their abilities are not comparable to the ancestors... Kill a dozen and the dragons will retire."

Hill suddenly realized, no wonder the black dragon even sent the mother dragon... The remains left behind by the primordial can at least make a sub-artifact.

Although Abel seems to be closed, Toril's capable archmages are not completely unable to enter that world. Many archmages will secretly go to that world to dig treasures.

When the Primordial One and the Primordial Dragon fought for the control of Abel, a lot of people died on both sides... But these ancient battlefields almost all exist in independent spaces, even if the dragon that has become the Lord of Abel now is not so easy to find.

The excavation of each battlefield can make a dragon family instantly rich... So the daily life of these dragons is to search for relics everywhere.

Those foreign archmages will be firmly watched, but Flange entered by accident, and did not go through the only star gate outside Abel.

Hill walked around the huge ballista a few times, then turned his head to confirm with Flange and asked, "Grandfather, is this a sub-artifact-level ballista? Or is it a replica?"

Fran nodded reservedly: "This is yours, see for yourself how much you can learn... Even if you don't use biological materials, you can try to see if you can use metal to imitate similar materials.

Don't waste the capital the earth has given you. "

Trahir's semi-artifact, it is nothing to get Toril here... As for the sphere of magic in his hand, it is the accidental income of hard work and chance, even if he accumulates the same material again, it is still Flange Doing it himself, he is not sure that he can make a second one that is exactly the same.

But for an alchemy master, an alchemy item that cannot be replicated is not considered a real success... It can only prove his upper limit, not his lower limit.

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He doesn't care about equipment that can't be remanufactured due to lack of materials, as long as he promises he can do it again.

Hill pulled the long hair on his chest: Is his grandfather already so strong?

He could feel that these materials were only leftovers from those two powerful creatures, not the ones with the strongest energy... The sub-artifacts made with dragon hearts and those made with dragon nails have completely different meanings!

Hill rubbed his hands together, and within four years, Toriel shouldn't have any fun that he particularly wanted to know... ah, no... big deal.

He made up his mind that he must research the most suitable metal material in the shortest possible time to replicate a similar magic ballista... Flange only gave him a hint of one, and he could see it at a glance.

His grandfather, he started to do homework again... This time, it was changed from classwork to graduation thesis, and Hill had to put more effort into it.

He silently took out all the puppets in the pendant, summoned Liszt again, and gave him the holiday castle blueprint he had thought of.

I don't want him to take care of things later.

Hill's current mission...is an endless experiment!

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