Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1348: Chapter 1138: Hurricane vs Whirlwind

Amid the continuous laughter around them, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ and ’Perfect Bald’ exchanged glances and tacitly changed the subject... After all, they’ve been dealing with each other for so many years and know each other’s secrets too well. Besides, they’re scheming and ruthless; there’s really no need for mutual destruction, let alone providing a spectacle for others.

”Where exactly did you get your information from?

I couldn’t pick up on it at all?” ’Perfect Bald’ rolled his eyes and asked the question he most wanted to know.

”Ah... The reason a secret is a secret is because only I know it.” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said, not even blinking, ”You see, I didn’t even ask where your little sweetheart Edna is, right?”

’Perfect Bald’ looked at him in bewilderment for a moment, but quickly turned his gaze to ’Mobi Chenxin’ on the other side... Baldy felt something was off but knew he couldn’t show it.

After all, Old Dog spoke with certainty, making it clear he knew some secret about Edna... Even if he didn’t know, he could only maintain a confident attitude for now.

Surely, Elder knew.

As for why Snow Old Dog knew even earlier than him... Tsk, Baldy has a wife after all, why would he be watching a little girl?

Only men who can’t find a wife would keep sneaking glances at little girls!

”So, Ink Brush.” Baldy asked with a grin, ”You’ve been with Old Dog for so long, have you seen where the dog’s tail is hidden?”

”Maybe... all I’ve seen is how sharp the dog’s teeth are... so indiscriminate.” ’Mobi Chenxin’ tilted his head thoughtfully and answered earnestly.

’Perfect Bald’ understood immediately: ”Ah... is it Susu or Qiuqiu who’s the unlucky one?

They’re truly the most resistant women I’ve ever seen.

To stick with a boss like Old Dog without abandoning him, such a strong woman is a rare sight indeed.”

”Isn’t the Old Age Striking King able either?” ’Mobi Chenxin’ asked curiously.

”For Elder, it’s mostly murder scenes.”

”What nonsense are you saying?” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said impatiently, ”The vanguard should arrive soon, Ink Brush, your family’s people need to make sure they escape with the Scattered Ones, understood?”

’Mobi Chenxin’ nodded with a wry smile... Their family no longer had enough numbers to be the vanguard or the rear guard.

They could only advance in the middle with the main forces.

”What about those Sorcerer Towers in the swamp?” ’Perfect Bald’ asked in confusion, ”Are we just letting them go?”

”Heh~” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ chuckled, ”They have their own opponents, we just need to finish up here first and then go support them. Who knows... we might just be going to celebrate a friend’s glorious victory!”

”Old Dog! We found that camp! There are thousands of animals in there, all caged up!” ’Rain Falling on Mortal Dust’ flew back hurriedly, ”But that black and gray defense barrier around the camp is quite strong, we estimate it’ll take at least half an hour to break it, Sui Chen feels something’s off, so he sent me to report.”

’Snow Cloud Peak’ immediately called out, ”Everyone, get ready! Drink the acceleration potion, let’s move quickly!”

”Why so urgent?” ’Perfect Bald’ asked curiously.

”Heh~ Ignorant fool~ That’s an Energy Absorbing Array!” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said without looking up, ”You either break it with maximum force in a short time or understand the changes in the array to dismantle it yourself.

Don’t tell me you’ve already started, even if you haven’t... Who could dismantle it?”

”Hill.” ’Perfect Bald’ answered calmly.

”Hill... He’s currently chatting with William’s lover and her sister~ no time to help us with the rough work!”

Though he’s there, Hill still didn’t plan to go down to help; he sat quietly several hundred meters above in the clouds, watching the scenes below: Before the Undead Tribe sealed the place with ice layers, the breeze had already carried silver and gold bells down for him.

Lily of the Valley stretched out its body, climbing over the crystal little hall on Purwell’s back, strings of beautiful bellflowers hanging around the sofa where Hill and Fran sat.

The information wasn’t solely reliant on the Undead Tribe.

However, Hill gazed intently at the cloud layers below... He initially planned to stop above the white clouds, but Purwell had sensed the scent of storm clouds from afar.

He certainly knew who it was... Talos had arrived so early!

Hill was initially puzzled why he didn’t go down himself to take what he wanted... Later, he realized that for Marla, the one he’s most wary of might not be those few nature system deities constantly hunting him, but his own Main God, Talos.

His direct subordinates are certainly the same.

No problem with working for Talos, but letting Talos into the house... are you crazy?

So Talos, not wanting his actions to be exposed, found he didn’t have enough time to break the Defensive Magic Array and simply waited for the Undead Tribe to take action.

Anyway, he could seize it afterward.

No doubt Talos felt there’d be a fight eventually, so why waste his energy from the start?

Though a bit petty, that’s Talos for you... the Lord of Storms is always like this.

Hence, Hill never thought he would be replaced as well.

But thinking back, a thousand years ago, these deities in Toril hadn’t even matched the presence of the Elf Deity System!

However, there’s something else that concerns him even more,

As soon as the Undead Tribe started fighting, the runes on the Defensive Magic Array began to flow... Hill was truly shocked: This Energy Absorbing Array was somewhat similar to the one he used on that Magic Tower in Felunryel, with a very high electrical energy conversion rate.

Although it looks a bit like forced implementation, in many places, it didn’t work at all, and even the energy source was replaced with something like a divine power crystallization... but the main function of this array is still there.

In Toril, I guess there aren’t many arrays that can target lightning as effectively as Hill’s, and most of them are more difficult than Hill’s... it’s impossible without the elemental energy pool of the Magic Tower.

After all, a true Alchemist Master always seeks the best and never settles for just getting by.

Only Hill, who didn’t want to waste too many resources on Felunryel back then, would come up with a defensive array that barely reached the Legendary Stage just to get by.

Hill blinked, a bit confused: That fake Marla was indeed the only intruder who entered the Magic Tower’s interior at the time, but he soon died at the hands of the Murderous Vine.

Could it be that he exposed himself because he gnawed on the runes of the tower’s array?

”Hill?” Fran, who was most familiar with Hill’s style, recognized it somewhat... his grandson had a bit of a compulsion, even liking to arrange magic runes neatly.

Although there’s nothing wrong with it, it wastes time and energy!

Fran had corrected this issue many times, as strong spiritual power should not be used so recklessly... yet young people always seem stubborn.

He frowned and asked, ”Why does it look like something you made?

Did you take on students in Toril?

Well...”

”No.” Hill ran a hand through his hair, slightly confused, ”Grandfather, do you still remember Felunryel?

This is what I used in the Magic Tower over there.

I always thought that Marla was fake... but if it’s real...

Then many things, I’d really need to reconsider.”

Hill couldn’t help but look to the North... could it be that the Fury Camp is real?

No, no, forget Olypher, but Ambori definitely isn’t.

That Felunryel party is obviously smarter and doesn’t like to rely on shrewish scolding antics.

Hill gently blinked: Marla, being able to survive the worldwide hunt until now, must have quite a few secrets and supports.

He looked up at the sky, no wonder Coron’s hunt was all thunder and no rain, never really putting this monkey to death.

The Father of Elves was never one to show leniency outwardly.

What is AO really thinking?

Isn’t he aware his home is almost turned into a sieve?

This ghost place Toril, blessing them with more travelers who each want to kill a god and rise... AO is that biggest and only target.

The God Above Gods!

Tsk~

After consuming the acceleration potion, the Undead Tribe hurried along, arriving at the swamp camp within five minutes.

’Sui Chen’ was shouting frantically: ”Rainfall! Rainfall! Are you still alive? Get a hold of the mages! Damn it, why are they using group fire spells at a time like this?

Even your single-target attacks can reach the ground, with group attacks, what are you trying to do? Send your brothers to the water?”

The corner of ’Snow Cloud Peak’s’ mouth couldn’t help but twitch... although Black Rose had separated melee and ranged into two places, leaving a large distance in between, theoretically, both sides shouldn’t affect each other.

But... the sizzling crackles of the ice surface under the blazing Fire Wall told everyone that if you push a bit more, you could very well find out just how smelly the water in the swamp is!

He took over command with a fierce look: ”All Ice Mages, use rapid freeze on the camp ahead!

Don’t use Blizzard! Don’t you know the wind can turn?”

Damn, we don’t even know if the Lord of the Storm has arrived yet! Using Blizzard, are you trying to first sweep away a wave of corpses?

Using his wealth of language to finally straighten out the battlefield, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ spat fiercely: ”Within five minutes, if this wall doesn’t fall, I reckon you might as well go back to Agleya and cry over the white dragon whelp~

You lot are here, now even the white dragon has grown stronger and more obedient!”

The Undead Tribe had long since gotten used to his sarcastic remarks, although oblivious as to why there was this five-minute limit... but they’re always more obedient than a white dragon whelp.

When the defensive shield finally dissolved into light before them, ’Snow Cloud Peak’s’ roar of ’defense mode!’ and the fierce wind, driving rain, and flash of lightning roared down upon them.

”Damn!” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ looked at a particular cyclone, wrapped in lightning and headed towards him, unable to help but panic a bit... this was clearly in tracking mode!

”Hmm?” A rough voice sounded in the clouds.

Twelve tornadoes suddenly rose around the camp, charging mercilessly towards the whirlwinds rampaging inside the camp.

”Lord of the Storm... I’ve really... wanted to see you for a long time!” Two figures stood quietly in mid-air, watching the gray-black clouds.