Surviving The Fourth Calamity-Chapter 327 - 128: Hill, the Guardian of the Demi-God Artifact

For Hill, who could already be considered a master of artifact alchemy, he certainly remembered this complex legendary formation diagram.

Although he still couldn’t understand Fran’s purpose in combining the runes this way, he could comprehend each individual rune.

"How long are you going to keep memorizing this?" Adrian asked secretly, "I gave up after the 200th one. What’s the 206th?"

Hill was just about to speak when Adrian was hit by a discarded crystal ball that flew out of the room.

Hill then silently closed his mouth, not wanting to suffer the same fate.

However, was Fran’s spiritual power really this strong?

It should also be because he had spent a long time honing his skills during his Archmage phase. His basic spells were incredibly proficient, so even if distracted, he would not make mistakes.

Hill sympathized as he glanced at Adrian, figuring he would definitely have a hard time later.

Then he re-focused his attention on the room.

Fran’s refining had reached the final stage of the crystal ball.

Regardless of the color of the spell, once released into the crystal ball, it quietly restrained itself, leaving only a silver-white halo flowing inside.

Soon, Fran began the last step: a silver-white spell of light.

Even for Fran, it took great effort to place this beam of spell light into the crystal ball.

The crystal ball soon burst with infinite light. Strands of rainbow flew out of the Magic Tower.

The brilliance of the magic array had completely dissipated. The crystal ball now floated in midair solely by its own power.

The demi-god artifact had been refined. But even for Fran, the artificer, he needed to rely on his own power to completely subdue this demi-god artifact.

Although it was his own refined demi-god artifact and thus easier to subdue, there was still a chance of failure.

Fran floated gently in front of the crystal ball, eyes tightly shut. This was a battle within his mental sea.

Hill suddenly looked outward.

Then, in an instant, he flew to the sky outside the Magic Tower.

Diamant activated the strongest defense of the territory, and Adrian quickly entered the tower spirit’s core control, just in case. Only Adrian could trigger the self-destruct of the Magic Tower.

Hill then sensed William’s divine power. He was warning those deities or demigods who were watching.

Knowing this area was guarded by the Gods of Time and Space, most of the hostile spiritual forces dispersed.

Even demigods wouldn’t want to offend a god system just for an unsure demi-god artifact.

Deities were out of the question, as their powers hardly reached the range controlled by the Gods of Time and Space.

Yet, there were still a few legends whose spiritual power had not left. Some even snuck closer.

William couldn’t help Fran block the legends; after all, Fran had not pledged loyalty to him.

Hill’s spiritual power swirled. He quickly summoned the four legendary element lords within his territory.

With Merkel in his valley, there wouldn’t be any issues for a short time.

The various laws began to reappear outside Fran’s Magic Tower. Fran was at the most crucial moment.

A demi-god artifact containing all the basic laws made some people unable to resist.

If Fran subdued it completely, they would have no chance.

Hill quietly told the element lords to use their strongest powers and that it didn’t matter who they killed.

Then, he summoned four massive tornadoes around him, the roaring winds tightly cloaking the sky around the Magic Tower.

A legendary longsword materialized in Hill’s hand.

Although he hadn’t yet determined his future weapon, forging a standard legendary weapon was easy for Hill.

Hill, feeling exceptionally angry at that moment perhaps, infused his spiritual power entirely into the natural consciousness, then slashed with his sword at a legendary swordsman who had dashed through a gap in the tornadoes.

Maybe it was because Hill was very angry at this moment. The spell attached to the sword fiercely throbbed with Fury of Thunder.

The legendary swordsman was first sent flying by the immense power of the sword and then struck directly by the black thunder, emitting a strong burnt smell as his body flew far away.

He eventually fell unconscious several kilometers away, creating a deep pit upon impact.

Hill keenly sensed the gasps of many people.

At this moment, they might finally understand what it meant to have the bloodline of an Earth Bear Magician.

This attached spell didn’t require Hill’s spiritual power. He only needed to control the increasingly ferocious tornadoes.

Even if someone managed to get through the four tornadoes and escape Hill’s eyes, there were still four giant elemental lords standing outside the Magic Tower!

The situation stalemated for a while. No one wanted to be the one clearing the path for others.

Hill looked up at the sky, watching the manifestations of various laws slowly drift away. Fran was almost successful.

Unless dozens of legends could simultaneously break all of Hill’s defenses and smash Fran’s Magic Tower, it was impossible for anyone to stand before Fran’s success.

But if that many legends really appeared, even the King of Saral, who had been watching, likely wouldn’t remain idle.

Everyone understood that the only ones capable of gathering dozens of legends were the elves and dwarves.

Really coming to Saral would be courting death.

Hill already sensed those lingering legends outside slowly dispersing.

Fran was about to succeed. No one wanted to be the first soul under a demi-god artifact.

Shortly after the legends left Hill’s spiritual range, the light of the laws above Hill’s head suddenly condensed together and then exploded instantly.

Hill watched as the sky suddenly filled with radiant light. Under the vast rainbows, the Magic Tower emitted a silver brilliance, slowly turning golden within the radiance.

He dismissed the element lords, and then joyfully said to Fran, who suddenly appeared at the tower’s top looking into the distance, "Congratulations, Grandfather."

Fran smiled, pulling the corners of his mouth: "Thank you, Hill."

Then he tossed the crystal ball away.

The demi-god artifact spun slowly, floating a kilometer high above the Magic Tower’s top.

Fran lifted his ring-clad hand and pointed into the distance.

The crystal ball instantly released thousands of spells in that direction.

Hill watched in surprise at this formidable strike. The entire mountain range was obliterated to nothingness.

It seemed to vaporize instantly.

"Tsk, they got lucky, only three died," Fran said coldly.

He then waved his hand, completely burying the deep pit Hill had created kilometers away, "This spell is not bad."

Hill didn’t know if that swordsman had been alive earlier, but he certainly was dead now.

Glancing at the massive crystal ball spinning at the tower’s peak, Hill obediently followed Fran back into the Magic Tower. Adrian was already waiting in Fran’s study.

Hill and Adrian sat dutifully on the sofa in front of Fran’s desk, watching as Fran answered the communicator.

There were many congratulations, but Fran responded coldly.

To those directly asking about the customization price of the demi-god artifact, Fran simply replied, "Five times the materials, only one finished product."

Hill did some calculations, silently clicking his tongue in astonishment.

Fran was already a very wealthy alchemist. Gathering the materials for this demi-god artifact had cost him years of effort.

Probably, not many people in the world could afford such a price.

Hill blinked.

In the realm of Legendary Mages, probably only those in the Mage Association had that kind of wealth.

"Who do you think will be the first to approach?" Fran tossed down the communicator and asked.

"His Highness Valencia from the Sorcerer Tower?" Adrian thought for a moment and answered.

"She has connections with the demigod Magical Beasts of the wilderness, possessing many good things," Fran nodded, "I didn’t know the reason before, but since they are Silvermoon followers, they can probably travel the wilderness."

"Is it related to their mental magic?" Hill asked.

"Yes. Their mental magic might not work well against those with high spiritual power but is quite effective against Magical Beasts. As long as they only move around the wilderness without killing Magical Beasts, there shouldn’t be a problem."

Fran glanced at the pondering Hill: "Unlike your natural talent, their mental magic only makes the Magical Beasts think they’re harmless and doesn’t allow for free interaction. His Highness Valencia’s dealings with the demigod Magical Beasts happened only after she became a legend."

"Those demigod Magical Beasts in the wilderness are spiritually agitated, not entirely irrational. As long as she can calm them down, communication is possible," Fran explained.

Hill nodded in understanding.

One was a natural-born friend; the other was proactively asking, "Can I be your friend without being harmful?"

The difference was quite significant.

Fran turned to Adrian: "Why did you stop at 200? I expected you to follow up to 300!"

Adrian stood up abruptly: "Sorry, Master, I got distracted."

"Have you been making airships lately?" Fran frowned, "Did you spend the rest of your time brewing potions?"

Adrian didn’t dare to speak but didn’t deny it either.

Fran sighed: "You truly don’t like artifact alchemy at all!"

Adrian hesitated but finally nodded: "Yes, Master, I find it very dull."

"You should understand the importance of laws. Even so, are you willing to give up?" Fran asked, "Choosing this path means I truly can’t help you on your legendary journey."

Adrian’s expression rarely turned serious: "Master, I will find my path. I am willing."

Fran nodded: "Then I won’t force you. But you must be able to comprehend the legendary blueprints."

"Rest assured, Master, I have no problems with that," Adrian immediately agreed.

Hill glanced at Adrian, then at Fran.

Fran clearly wanted Adrian to at least achieve the legendary level with three law systems.

But only being related to potion alchemy laws left Adrian with a slim chance.

Therefore, Fran specifically asked Adrian, likely hinting at the importance of multiple laws in their previous conversations.

Yet, even understanding this, Adrian chose to give up artifact alchemy.

Fran could only agree once confirming Adrian wouldn’t regret it.