Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1772 - 349: Damn Old Dog

List was taken aback for a moment, then quickly spoke: "There’s no way Teraxil has that thing, right?"

"Hmm." Hill could guarantee this point, "When our planet was being restored, the World Tree checked every corner.

Although the Goddess of the Earth doesn’t interfere in our affairs, she hasn’t let other things go. She’s even closed most of the dimensional doors opened by devils and demons.

Only the Abyssal Gate has a permanent coordinate set by a certain demon lord, making it impossible to change the location through crustal shifts."

"Then..." List was taken aback again and quickly changed his tone, "In the end, wouldn’t it be Toril that gets unlucky for worrying about things that haven’t happened yet?"

Hill glanced at his ear with a slightly aggrieved look but still nodded affirmatively, "Although the scepter is distributed across the multiverse, Toril definitely has the most of them.

Ha~ This is largely related to the attributes of the World Master; after all, AO comes from the God of Order, and the worlds he controls always have the greatest attraction to the Artifact of Order.

Destiny will lead them to Toril."

"Thank goodness." List’s face was full of relief, "Our Goddess of the Earth is truly neutral."

Hill curled his lips and gave him a fake smile.

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"What the hell! What’s that? What’s that?" The shout of ’Perfect Bald’ almost shook the entire hall.

Under the bony wings of that Slaran, a few rows of skulls suddenly floated out... covered in a sticky green liquid... descending to the ground as they flew.

Of course, for the Undead Tribe, who’ve dealt with many planes of the Bottomless Abyss, hundreds more skulls mean nothing.

The frightening part is the countless green tadpoles that float out as soon as those skulls hit the ground... already growing limbs, with tails nearly regressed.

Once they land, they quickly dive into the pile of maggots, feasting happily.

The flies and moths in the sky immediately discovered this group of enemies, flying down and shaking their bodies desperately, constantly attacking the Slaran that had turned into toad-like forms, hoping to divert their attention... However, their combat strength was just too weak.

Although the Slaran couldn’t eat these flying insects, they were also not afraid of the flies and moths’ attacks.

"Ah~ it’s time for a feast, huh~" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ slightly opened his mouth, "Although, indeed, I had some guess about this, but, to think they can actually eat them?"

"What are you talking about?" ’Perfect Bald’ suddenly turned his head, "I wonder what Rose dreamed up such a horrifying thing! Did you teach her?"

"Since when do I only defend?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ raised an eyebrow... Offense is the best defense, which is his motto.

If he let Zhu Meili walk away with such a brazen victor’s smile, it would not be him.

Of course, Hill’s method could solve them once and for all, but ’Snow Cloud Peak’ knew well enough that the amount of Radiant Crystals is limited.

Currently, Heavenly Mountain produces a fair amount, but once those deities’ agents discover why the Undead Tribe needs these things, they’d surely hoard them!

The Toril mages would have to compete with them too... Who’d want maggots in their own backyard, right?

The unpredictability of the Undead Tribe, who doesn’t know now, especially since these guys are very likely to cause trouble by taking certain people’s jobs.

Although Shaer over there doesn’t accept any tasks except formal invitations from the Lady of the Night, and the Night Cloak’s schemes and assassination tasks, making many less worried on that account.

But there’s still Lansendel and his chosen priests, who can issue tasks to the Undead Tribe!

Neutrality, in the hands of those who can keep it, just doesn’t have much good to offer!

They dare to mess with anyone, and dare to cause chaos anywhere.

Plus, as long as they can take on the task, the unafraid Undead Tribe, ha~

As soon as Zhu Meili showed up, apart from those deities connected with the Undead Tribe and their followers, AO would probably be hopping mad at home.

So ’Snow Cloud Peak’ understood well, he must find at least a way to limit these flies and moths.

Then, the attributes of these moths, as Hill had described in his mind, suddenly started merging with the Chaos Sea behind Gaia.

Indeed, the Slaran aspire to chaos, they even desire for the entire multiverse to fall into chaos, preferring to have their Slarans cover every corner... But having such thoughts doesn’t mean a complete lack of rationality.

Especially the Slaran Deputy, who hopes to become a lord himself, ambitious and knows to listen to the right people, surely not completely chaotic?

Moreover, the master of that Chaos Sea is Shila Extinct Toad.

Turning oneself into the undead proves he needs to calm down and think.

Comparing to that worm born in pure death, aren’t these two somewhat similar?

Besides, how can this world have an unsolvable creature?

A predator only might not have been found yet, but doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

Thus, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ tentatively got someone to have a conversation with the hiding Rose.

Not everyone on Black and White Path retreated immediately.

Which family doesn’t have a slightly careless one?

Just let this person mutter ’where is Lucy’ in the corner, ’Snow Cloud Peak’ has business with her and that’s enough.

Never missing any chance, Rose naturally went to find him.

"I was just giving it a try." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ sprawled comfortably on the sofa, "Although I knew there was an Abyssal Lord in the Abyss that has always been hatching Slaran tadpoles, I couldn’t guarantee Rose could contact her.

Instead, the Spider Queen completed the task too well.

She managed to get through to that guy, yes, it’s the 53rd layer phage warm bed lord Ula-Nas..." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ raised his tablet and took a look, "The name’s quite complex~

Rose’s ability in this regard is really admirable, Ula-Nas hardly leaves her territory, and all the beings visiting her land end up becoming hatcheries for her eggs, she doesn’t interact with anyone.

I really didn’t expect she could make contact, let alone get the other to directly reach the presence behind Gaia.

Even drawing the master of the Chaos Sea in.

Sorel isn’t someone easy to command."

"Didn’t lock the door?" ’Perfect Bald’ turned his head around, "The window’s not closed either.

Zhu Meili, how are you feeling?"

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"He’s a bloody dog!" Naturally, Zhu Meili wasn’t feeling great.

While listening to the dialogue coming from the command hall, he looked at the panic-stricken offspring of Little Confused on his tablet and finally couldn’t hold back, jumping up from the giant lizard he was on.

"Didn’t you already know that Snow Old Dog would have a way to handle it?" The female priest asked with some puzzlement.

"But not this fast, not this accurately!" Zhu Meili turned back furiously, "Even though I’ve been in contact with Little Confused, even I could only think of absolute light, or absolute darkness as the weakness of the Worm Mage and Night Butterfly combination.

How did he even come up with this Slaran thing?"

"Normal people would probably rather endure our flie-- little butterflies, than let Slaran into their territory, right?" The knight behind him advised, "Isn’t that thing more disgusting?"

"That’s not the point." Zhu Meili shook his head, "True enough nobody wants Slaran, but if they can touch the larvae and eat them, it proves that there are indeed ways to solve our little butterflies.

Those guys in Toril know much more than Snow Old Dog, it’s impossible they won’t think of other solutions?

Damn, the situation over at Harua is becoming a bit tricky!"

"So what can we do?" The female priest shrugged helplessly, "They won’t be able to research it all that fast anyway, we just need to act quickly and it’ll be fine, right?"

"That’s all we can do." Zhu Meili shook his head, "Damn Old Dog, can’t he let me be happy for just a few more days?"