Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 1485 - 63: Familiar Stranger

Assassins blocked outside this district must feel quite frustrated, and how fast Silk Spider awoken by the mastermind can run, Hill certainly doesn’t care.

But he is a bit unwilling to give Aesces any chance to drag him into this chaos.

Hill really wants to know what kind of decision Aesces will make to deal with this madness of the Silk Spider disaster.

In Hill’s view, there are only two solutions to the Silk Spider disaster... Aesces lets go of restrictions on All Gods, or recruits a large number of low-level foreign workers.

In other words, either change his own world attribute or change his management style.

Neither is a good choice.

But if you want to rely on local Professionals to clear out these spiders, it’s really too late.

With one misstep, Aesces might directly face two bronze doors opening right under his nose leading to the Spider Magic Net.

Hill suddenly laughed leaning against the window... Is every world tested in various ways as it grows?

If it passes, all is well; if not... it’s fatal or injurious.

Then he suddenly turned around, pressing his face against the glass: "Purwell! Look at Ellie over there!"

"Hmm?" Then Little Whale suddenly exclaimed, "That Elemental little guy on her shoulder... is it the Wind Elemental Lord we’ve seen before?"

"Then I didn’t see wrong, it really is Wendy!

Isn’t she following Eosca?" Hill muttered.

"Ah! How did she get into Aesces?" Purwell was extremely surprised, "Although her powers are indeed suppressed, Aesces is so independent, how could he let the subordinate of that guy who likes opening portals everywhere into his world?

Besides, isn’t he afraid Lady of Pain might follow too?"

Hill pondered and said, "Ah... maybe, while I was telling you those guesses, Aesces has secretly summoned a small number of people similar to the ’Undead Tribe’?"

This kind of cross-dimensional summon would certainly attract the attention of Eosca who is fighting nearby.

However, after the disaster at Mark City, the God of Portals can no longer enter other’s territory in his true form.

Letting in Wendy, who is less likely to cause problems, seems normal.

And as an Elemental God, even when suppressed to the limit, Wendy can still sense the fate of people.

Even if she’s finding someone not the child of the world, the difference probably isn’t much... As long as the fate is high enough, they’ll meet sooner or later.

Although Hill finds it hard to believe, unless Aesces has formed an alliance with Eosca, Wendy has no other reason to appear in this world.

But if he has to find a Deity to cooperate with, Hill doesn’t think Aesces would choose the God of Portals who’s looking for a new home... this guy occupied many Universes back in the day!

If there’s even the slightest chance, Eosca won’t give up a world so close to Mark City... He can’t possibly go to Toril.

Was dying once not enough?

Hill curled his lips and sincerely exclaimed, "Aesces, you really dare to act recklessly!

Really... dare to go directly!"

Not to mention how much price he has to pay to allow a world to permit him to borrow a human soul projection, the main thing is, Aesces certainly doesn’t understand creatures like players as much as the God of Time and Space and William do.

The God of Time and Space and William back then had crossed numerous spaces and times to find this sci-fi future with a virtual world where they can perfectly blend in.

But Aesces definitely wouldn’t think so much, he’d probably directly seek out Ismael’s world.

Hill leaned against the glass, lowering his head in thought... Which timeline’s visitor would it be?

Hill has read many introductions about Ismael, although this person shows many traces of modern social life, he doesn’t seem to be from the same era, a bit earlier.

That Maple Country, hmm... Hill really doesn’t have much impression, cannot think of it.

Whether it’s on the same planet with him is still a question... After all, there are so many parallel worlds!

But, recalling the parallel worlds the God of Time and Space has walked through... the style of doing things in the World Without Magic is much stricter than Aesces himself, to gain permission, he’d likely have to pay a huge price.

Hill couldn’t help but laugh, his judgment about Aesces was indeed correct, this guy never planned to let Hill help introduce the Undead Tribe from Teraxil.

Maybe, he doesn’t want to share part of his management authority with William?

Does he think that William not daring to go to Toril, doesn’t mean he wouldn’t dare come to Aesces?

It’s truly interesting, won’t Aesces think Ismael is good, so he’d go recruit people from his hometown?

But that country doesn’t have that many people... If he ends up recruiting people from next door, there’s going to be a lot of fun!

Hill propped his chin, thinking it over for a while... then suddenly clapped: What’s the matter, it’s not Teraxil!

It doesn’t affect him anyway!

With Hill’s current capability, no matter how many Level 10 Professionals there are, they can’t become ants that bite the bear to death.

Then Ellie... Hill gazed at the girl standing in the lawn, communicating with the little guy on her shoulder, and sighed gently: "Hey, Purwell, I say, are these worlds not afraid I’d kill off all their children of the world?

Unexpectedly, I was thrown directly in front of her!

Strange, if this girl is what Aesces is preparing as the next master of the epoch, then what was he planning to do with Ismael?

Let him ascend to the Heavenly Realm?

But, given the current situation, a person like Ismael shouldn’t flee at the last moment, right?"

"Maybe Wendy finding her was just a coincidence?" Purwell hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"What’s occasional is called a coincidence." Hill laughed, "When everything revolves around her, that’s called fate.

Destined by the heavens, it’s fate that inevitably will happen."

"Huh? Hmm? Uh~" Purwell made several ambiguous sounds, then cautiously asked, "What about you... don’t you feel like wherever you go, there’s no good luck... you’re almost becoming a Disaster Star?"

"How can it be the same!" Hill almost got defensive, "It’s because I’m lucky!"

"Eh?" Purwell was completely unable to understand Hill’s words, "A lucky person should avoid disasters, shouldn’t they?"

"Disasters for them are not disasters for me!" Hill waved his right hand and said loudly, "Disasters that pose no danger to me personally, that’s called sightseeing!

And look, if I weren’t lucky, how could I have discovered this matter that’s also a threat to Teraxil!

Rose’s conspiracy is so covert; if we really waited for her to expose herself, Teraxil wouldn’t know how much trouble it would be in!

But now! It’s been exposed just because I randomly jumped in!"

Purwell genuinely felt that Hill, who can say such things in a confident manner, has a thickness of skin almost matching that of William who dared to romance Shaer!

"Maybe Ellie will just have some entanglement with that Ismael?" Purwell suddenly realized, "Isn’t he quite fond of beauties!"

"Ellie, isn’t that pretty, is she?" Hill asked in confusion.

"Who are you comparing her with?" Purwell asked sharply, "I’m not even going to talk about you; I suppose you don’t have the brains to.

So... is it the Goddess of Toril, the elf from Agleya City, or the girl from the Undead Tribe who can compete with elves in beauty?"

Hill bewilderedly held out his right hand and pressed down: "Hmm... those fragmented girls are better, Ellie doesn’t compare..."

"Do you have any opinions on Shuni’s taste?" Purwell asked in great surprise, "If she doesn’t count as a top beauty, do you think Heim would fall for it?

Although those are the two most beautiful, the rest aren’t far off either!"

Hill pulled back his hand and scratched his head in some confusion: "How should I put it... if you were like me and had seen the face of the Elven God King of Teraxil, and usually always looked at the Undead Tribe, ah, the normally aesthetic Undead Tribe, you’d probably also become numb."

"Next time I see the Undead Tribe, I’ll ask them for a video." Purwell said resolutely.

"Uh... imagery isn’t that perfect." Hill said with some regret, "It actually halves his beauty.

But it’s still enough, the Undead Tribe has been trying to mimic his image to change their faces, but... all have failed."

Purwell said in shock: "Ah! Such a beauty, you actually watched him swallow a spider!"

"Hmm?" Hill widened his eyes, "It’s not like I made him swallow it!

He deserves it, you know? Deserves it!"

"What did the elves of Teraxil do to you?" Purwell genuinely sighed.

Hill snorted disdainfully and turned to look out the window: "Wendy seems to have not only suppressed her power but also part of her intelligence.

It’s true, elemental creatures’ intelligence is always linked with strength.

Luckily, I told Ellie not to come over recently.

Otherwise..."

"Even if she knows you’re here, she shouldn’t dare do anything to you, right?" Purwell asked curiously, "Could she dare to silence you?"

"Silencing me, she wouldn’t dare, asking me for help though?" Hill chuckled, "After all, I’ve helped her before."

"What kind of reason is this...?"

"Those who’ve been soft-hearted are always prone to being soft-hearted again." Hill blinked, "Especially when it’s just a casual effort.

From last time’s brief encounter, it’s clear this Wind Elemental Goddess understands human nature well."

"Your theoretical knowledge is quite rich too, but unfortunately, when encountering such a clever person, all you can do is avoid them." Purwell said with great feeling.

"You should go and clean, Purwell." Hill spoke with unusual seriousness.

Walking on the lawn with her new friend, Ellie looked up at the beautiful villa next door and sighed lightly.

"Ellie?" Sitting on her shoulder, with a pair of transparent wings behind it, a doll-like little figure grabbed her long hair, "Ellie? Ellie!"

"Don’t worry." She bent her large green eyes, "I will work hard to learn well, and then go see Teacher Belfran!"