Surviving The Fourth Calamity

List felt somewhat at ease hearing this.

Although mages from the evil faction can use various methods to wield spells from the Order of Light, Radiant Crystal is different.

This condensation of positive energy, if activated by an evil force, would transform directly into sunlight without causing any harm, regardless of who stands there — good or evil.

It’s a truly peculiar crystal. Normally, positive energy encountering evil forces should launch a full-scale assault.

But it seems this crystal naturally avoids being used by the evil faction against their enemies, leaving no possibility.

Clearly, it’s just a material, yet it never errs in alignment judgment. Therefore, for most decent people, it’s wise to carry two pieces of this expensive item when traveling far for self-defense and to counter those evil big shots who can evade alignment detection spells.

Hill has acquired many such crystals in Toril.

List certainly hopes the Lord of Hell doesn’t find a way to crack the insoluble nature of Radiant Crystal... While the Lord of Hell may not tell his duke of demons followers many things, he would definitely inform his loyal battle angels of methods to bring more fresh blood to Hell.

After all, Hill doesn’t know what kind of world he’ll pass through on his way home!

List, though not asking Hill to be explicit, still felt somewhat uneasy... Hill’s words somehow always seem to manifest. Any time he expresses a ’what if,’ things generally don’t turn out well.

Aesces, however, didn’t think as much as List. After receiving Hill’s response, he observed a bit more before acknowledging, ”You’re right, there’s none of that ignition feeling.

That’s good.

Ah... Almost all the bugs in the Dimensional Space have died, including those little butterflies.

Hm?

Why did he also kill many little Slarans?”

Hill raised an eyebrow: ”Take a closer look, all the light-colored little frogs seem to have disappeared?

The remaining bodies are all turquoise, right?”

”No sign of the light-colored ones.” After a few minutes, Aesces confirmed to Hill, ”I can’t monitor further, that Dimensional Space is nearing Mulholland Pantheon territory, I can’t overstep.”

”Well done.” Hill gave him a thumbs up.

”Hehe~” Aesces laughed smugly, ”Snow Cloud Peak told me, when dealing with any enemy, always put yourself in the most innocent position. Initially, I didn’t quite understand.

I’m so powerful, why should I wait for others to act before I strike?

Isn’t it better to proactively handle someone with malicious intent?

But now I seem to get it a bit~ hehe~

The Divine King of Mulholland’s gaze at me really feels great!”

Hill rolled his eyes speechlessly... Those who can say such things usually have never been beaten up since childhood.

Hill pointed to him: ”You’d better watch those flies and moths left in your desert, don’t let any demons mix in and steal things.

Asmodeus deliberately killed some Slarans and all the flies and moths, clearly just for outsiders to see.

Not only did he use this chance to cover up what harm the maggots would wreak on the Slarans, but he also showed the Abyssal Will his intent to cooperate... Otherwise, normally, the Lord of Hell’s parting move would certainly target the Queen of Chaos.

Moreover, it keeps Toril deities, who observed what happened in the dimensional spaces, uncertain about his true intentions.

If he truly wanted to conceal their cooperation, rather than acting against the seemingly most trivial Slarans, he should have moved against the Queen of Chaos.

Heh~ For most deities in Toril, as long as the Slaran doesn’t target their lands for birthing, hardly anyone would care what they feed the frogs.”

”Understood, I’ll be careful.” Aesces responded earnestly... He sensed why Hill would emphasize this repeatedly with gravity, ”So, you’re leaving so soon?”

”The timing is just right.” Hill smiled slightly, ”Once everything settles down, my whereabouts will likely draw excessive attention.

Even if I can elude it, it’s quite uncomfortable.”

”No farewell to the Undead Tribe?” Aesces clearly didn’t want Hill to leave so abruptly.

”They are accustomed to my departures and only look forward to the next unexpected encounter.” Hill smiled gently at him, ”Life is always filled with partings and reunions, you’ll get used to it.

You can send me messages via the Elemental Realm; I’ll certainly reply.”

”Yes! I’ll definitely write.” Aesces soon found his downtrodden mood fade into nothingness under Hill’s comforting words, reviving his spirited demeanor, ”I know you like gossip, I’ll write plenty for you.”

”Huh...” Hill massaged his temple, ”Well... alright, I’ll respond to your letters.”

”How are you planning to leave?” Aesces could hardly comprehend the layers of emotion nestled in Hill’s words, simply speaking with sincerity, ”Do you need my assistance?

The Lady of Pain seems to have handed over someone and something, appeasing the Elf Deity System’s wrath, thus blocking Eosca’s way out of here.”

”What’s been handed over?”

”Not sure, seems like some Tieflings? Plus some weapons and gear.” Aesces said nonchalantly, ”Although it’s unclear why they seem openly hostile yet reconcile easily.

But if Coron accepts, it’s none of my concern.”

Hill froze for a moment, quickly realizing the truth... It must be those Tieflings contemplating defecting to the Lady of Pain, hoping for favor from Eternity Island Royalty.

No wonder Mark City links to so many worlds, yet the Lady of Pain opts for the troublesome Toril Elves.

The connection between Moonflower Royalty and Coron is a story from whom knows how long ago, most Elves from Eternity Island don’t even venerate the Father of Elves anymore, common knowledge scarcely available.

But the entanglement between Tieflings and Elves is deep; they certainly know the truth.

The masterminds handed over, with the souls of the two Princesses rescued and entering the Elf Deity System, rewarded adequately, hence the typical nonchalant demeanor of the Elf Deity System wouldn’t pursue the affair further.

Furthermore, Coron probably discovered the subtle ties between Abyssal Will and the Lord of Hell.

More than revenge, the future of Elves remains crucial.

No one knows who the first target might be as these two forces ally.

If Hill didn’t have insider knowledge, he couldn’t guess that those two would aim directly at Heavenly Mountain.

Normally, a bit of testing is expected... They’ve fought countless bloody wars for unknown tens of thousands of years!

Are they truly unafraid of being ambushed midway?

Indeed, those Order of Light deities must have created massive sins for both Abyssal Will and the Lord of Hell to trust without a doubt that despite certain post-battle betrayal, neither would quit attacking Heavenly Mountain midway.

”No need for your assistance.” Though tempted, Hill swiftly declined, ”I don’t plan to use any divine power.”

”What does that mean?”

”There’s something called a Random Dimensional Gate.” Hill turned his wrist, ”Where I go will be left to destiny.”