A Letter from William

The ones who had been swimming every which way and splashing each other noticed Hill using divine magic. They immediately picked up speed and rushed over.

They had burned through plenty of skills to keep from smashing face-first into their companions, and they badly needed their mana back!

Better to hit a wall than the teeth of the person next to you!

Even inside the tornado, plenty of them had their recordings on!

One careless move, and they would go straight to the top of the forum's trending list.

Hill really knew how to deal with them. His tornadoes spun erratically and even reversed direction up and down!

One slip, and they would tumble into each other.

The worried-looking ones all felt as though they had bumped into something they shouldn't have. None of them was quite sure what they had hit!

Those who had escaped unscathed swam along happily, planning to head back and take stock of their spoils.

Either way, Hill had achieved his goal.

If he was going to become a laughingstock in Toril, these Undead would have to appear on the forum alongside him.

Hill certainly did not believe their concern for him would outweigh the fun of messing with their own people.

Hill spotted Xue Yunfeng for the first time in ages. He was exchanging pleasantries with Lynn and the others, while the Seraphim leader stood beside them making introductions.

The bald man and his friends, meanwhile, had been stopped by the Silver Shield.

Now Hill understood who had known exactly what they were doing when they saved those Holy Knights.

Only then did he vaguely remember that the Black Rose members had indeed been standing with him back then.

With the Gods and the Chromatic Dragon Queen watching that spot, Hill could not have