Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1127: Chapter 919: The Long-Awaited Boss Appears

On the giant screen over by the cave, Snow Old Dog, who had found a dark unicorn’s corpse to sit on, was quietly giving orders: ”Within ten minutes, no one is to make a move.

Just wait!

After all, you’re not the ones in a hurry.

Keep an eye on Devis and Luca’s followers, and don’t worry about those other two, they have different targets.”

Though the warrior who threw the crystal ball had already turned into a corpse, no one knew if there were still others with issues.

But this time, it seemed none of Toril’s evil gods chose to stand with the Haber Family... including Bane, who seemed to be deeply colluding with the Kingdom of Sel behind them.

Rose and Bane collaborated to bring out that swordsman, obviously because they didn’t see much future for the Haber Family.

Otherwise, given their style, sending in some cannon fodder to participate would have been normal.

However, despite the Haber Family having both bone dragons and dark unicorns, it was all their own people making the moves.

”Huh? Where are Mask’s assassins? Why haven’t they shown up?” Celene asked in confusion.

”Who do you think delivered that subartifact to the hands of that dead man? It’s a divine artifact! Who would dare hand it over to a doomed spy so early?

He’s not stupid. Even if it’s a one-time artifact, it’s enough for him to escape,” Shaer said bluntly. ”The money the Haber Family offered was just enough for Mask’s followers to risk delivering a crystal ball. Killing is out of the question.”

”Huh?” Celene exclaimed strangely.

”Do you have some misunderstanding about Hill’s intimidation?” Shaer said indifferently. ”His talents pose an unsolvable threat to thieves and assassins in the shadows. Plus, he can use the Power of the Sun!

Mask’s followers have no desire to deal with Hill. The assassination prices here in Agleya are generally more than twenty times the norm.”

Hill couldn’t help but chuckle: ”Isn’t the price so high because the Followers of the Night refuse any assassination tasks related to Agleya!”

Otherwise, the assassination prices related to my territory wouldn’t be that high, considering here in Sword Bay, the Night Followers are the most thriving in the assassination business.

They gave up the market, and fewer dared to take on such tasks, making these in scarce supply naturally valuable.

But there’s nothing much to be proud of in such affairs, as Hill wasn’t keen to bring it up. He certainly couldn’t say, for someone from our family to get killed, you’d have to pay a high price, right?

However, after Shaer’s last trip to the Underdark with the Undead Tribe, she put her friendly relationship with Agleya openly on display, forbidding any schemes against Agleya by her followers.

So now, Agleya’s position in Toril is quite strange... It’s clearly a Kind Alignment territory, yet the strongest evil goddess in Toril is willing to grant it protection.

According to normal Toril laws, this territory should have switched alignment, yet they still strictly require Toril Humans requesting to reside in Agleya City to be of the Kind Alignment, which Shaer surprisingly does not comment on.

And the deities of Kind Alignment that Aggleya typically befriends have had no reaction at all, most notably, even Celene, who has a temple here, has no opinions.

But it’s Shaer!

Facing such a complex situation, the Toril people could only watch silently, while many forces trying to establish relations with Agleya slowed down their efforts.

After all, no one knows if Agleya might be destroyed one day in a battle between the Maiden of the Moon and the Lady of the Night.

Hill was quite satisfied with the current situation; he hadn’t been interested in dealing with so many national powers anyway. Even though most work was carried out by Lynn, some countries delivered national letters that Lynn had to pass on to Hill.

Even because of these idle, contentless, merely greeting national letters that interrupted Hill’s alchemy experiments several times!

He was really fed up!

Do these people even understand the rules? He’s not Elaströ, who enjoys playing politics and relies on God’s favor to ascend as an Archmage!

It was clearly stated long ago that Agleya would remain neutral forever.

If needed, why not hire the Undead Tribe to work? As long as it’s not for bad deeds, the Undead Tribe is very diligent!

Can’t afford the price and hence come to talk relations with him?

Hill had no relations with them whatsoever!

”That’s also because you’re strong! Mask’s people always seek money, not life,” Celene muttered in a slightly disgusted tone, as she always disliked Mask’s followers who liked to use the shadows beneath the moonlight.

Shaer said casually: ”The reason they don’t dare to take action is not because Hill is powerful.

Followers of Mask and Cyric are generally crazy; the more powerful the enemy, the more they feel tempted to strike.

Their obedience merely proves that currently, there’s no way to breach Hill’s defenses.

In Hill’s territory, even in Luskan, it is full of magic circles, right? Is there any place in Toril besides deities’ main temples where it’s full of alignment detecting arrays?

Although they can disguise their identities to enter the territory, making a move would inevitably trigger the alarm.

But there can’t be flawless defenses in this world; there will still be problems in the future. After all, they’re still quoting instead of simply letting go.

But there won’t be many assassination attempts at the middle and lower levels. Few can afford such high prices to deal with minor minions.

Hill lowered his gaze and laughed quietly, ”That’s enough.”

Which high-level professional in Toril doesn’t have items that prevent fatal spells and assassination?

The stronger one is, the higher the level of strange objects. Like Elaströ, such a strong figure has trigger-type subartifacts on their person.

For example, Hill himself; unless Cyric uses his Demon-Slaying Dagger, which can take out Midnight, there’s nothing to fear.

And he is quite concerned about Lynn, who absolutely does not lack various protective treasures; these are necessities of life in Toril.

However, although Cyric is crazily fierce, this self-proclaimed world king doesn’t personally act on everyone.

So Hill wants to protect the ordinary people and low-level professionals of Agleya.

If a high-level professional really falls unlucky, he can only follow Toril’s tradition: issue a bounty order.

At most, he sets the bounty higher according to his usual wealthy demeanor... defined as high in his own values.

This should be enough to make many skilled killers reluctant to target Hill’s territory... after all, they understand that once a huge bounty hangs there, past allies basically become enemies.

Moreover, with so much money, Shaer’s followers of the night will definitely intervene actively. These night cloaks, most informed in the shadows, intimidate both Mask and Cyric’s underlings.

If those adept at assassination die from someone else’s poisoned dagger, it’s indeed humiliating enough to be known across the Styx.

Hill observed for a moment; the situation on both giant screens is actually quite safe now.

Over at the cavern, due to the Undead Tribe’s rampant outbreak... not entering that obvious second battlefield where a big boss might appear on time made many hate the Haber Mage hindering them... basically, those enemies scarcely have room to struggle anymore.

For those Haber Mages now, it’s just a matter of when they’ll die... after all, the entrance behind them has been sealed, and the collapsed entrance is above the Undead Tribe’s heads.

If they had the ability to escape, they wouldn’t lack even the space to struggle.

Not to mention, the Undead Tribe keeps jumping down there, and it’s visibly increasing.

The area task has already opened; those reacting fastest and most informed have already arrived with a belly of curses... both the Scattered Ones and other families know that the Magic Cult and Black Rose were certainly aware of this task’s issue long before.

But they couldn’t say anything... Edna was still a child when establishing relations with Black Rose!

Who knew how those who only knew fighting every day would have such good luck!

Now aside from those still cleaning up the battlefield and finishing off the remaining foes... Snow Old Dog straightforwardly delegated this task to the later arriving Scattered Ones; most of the Undead Tribe is finding ways to open the closed entrance.

After Earth Mages returned unsuccessful, someone started placing explosives.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ just advised them briefly to ’not implicate Leonard’ ’what the White Dragon can withdraw, quickly withdraw’ then continued looking at the tablet.

Lady White Dragon of the Sanda King, lay beside Leonard, whose face was full of gloom, along with another dragon.

She understood the situation with the Undead Tribe well, so directly sought a familiar Black Rose priest to show them the situation on Sanda King’s side.

Edna and the others are fine now, just spent too much preparation time, appearing slightly mentally fatigued.

Uncertain if the people behind the door anticipated the current situation... though they indeed moved Edna over, she could choose not to walk into these two opened doors... half a day and no reaction.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ kept murmuring, ”Why rush? If there’s no movement after half an hour, toss a few alchemical bombs inside. Exactly to gain some time for the main force.

We’ll soon blow open the door here.

Scattered Ones have arrived; we’ve already gained the initial advantage, we shouldn’t be too greedy with the latter matters, and there are allies, aren’t there!

Eating alone will get you beaten, you know?

If the enemy can’t wait and comes out, that’s your luck. If you can’t defeat them, unleash the big moves; Sanda King has items there.

Try to stall time, make sure not to annihilate... you dying is fine, Edna must not have an accident, understood?

Of course, preferably, others shouldn’t die either.

Protect the White Dragon nicely; they could match a group of knights!”

But maybe the stone door sealed by magic finally showed reaction under the Undead Tribe’s continuous bombardment; the hall finally showed response.

Five mages appeared together, with three or four Ein Stones and a Knowledge Stone floating above their heads.

The clan leader of the Haber Family, stood on the far left, indicating his lowest status here... this must be the millennial mages leading the Haber Family down this path of no return.