Chapter 176 175 God, your servant has finally returned to you
Chapter 176 175. God, your servant has finally returned to you
"Major, it has been confirmed that the fighting in the warring area has ended! The Transians withdrew from the East Prussian border before dawn and cleaned up the battlefield. They burned the corpses very cleanly and spared us from the wild dogs in the Ring Tower.
Collect the corpse."
In the morning of the next day, Major Frazier, the intelligence chief in the Pioneer Fortress, quickly received the report of the reconnaissance scouts sent out. Through the contact of the calculation orb, he knew that the battle last night had ended.
Judging from the results, the White Oak Chapter escaped.
This made the major relieved.
But before he could figure out how to write the action report this time, another scout brought him another piece of news that made him no longer in the mood for breakfast.
"Your Excellency Major, the fog of war spread by the psionic masters of the Ring Tower has completely receded, but we discovered that the Transians left some 'things' on the border!"
The scout's tone was very strange.
It sounded like he was a little scared, which surprised Major Fraser.
The scouts of the Pioneer Legion are all the best warriors, and it is rare to see their mood swings so violently.
"Open the projection of the calculation orb, let me see with my own eyes what it is?"
The major sent a message, and a moment later, a vague remote psychic projection was activated. After the scout adjusted the angle, a thing that made the major's scalp numb appeared in front of him.
Head!
A total of 600 human heads were piled together to form a strange "tower". Next to it was a broken stone tablet with a line of Transian text carved in blood:
"Dedicate this gorgeous death to the Mother of Night! The scarlet hand always pays with blood!"
"this"
Major Fraser took a deep breath.
He realized that this was a message from Count Cadman to the Ring Tower, but it was more like a direct, concise and rude "declaration of war."
The Ring Tower destroyed Cadman City and nearly wiped out the Blood Vulture clan. The vampires retaliated and eliminated the Ring Tower overnight. The hunting troops also left behind this "degenerate art" that has transcended the act of war.
Taste".
This is by no means the end.
This is the beginning of a new round of hatred.
"Ah, Transia is indeed rich in barbarians and vampires! What these two things have in common is that they will not give in to violence and they are not fun!"
Major Frazier rubbed his brow with a headache.
He knew that once his battle report was sent, it would definitely cause an uproar. Considering that this thing might be regarded as Transia's provocation to the Plantagenet Kingdom, the major decided to talk to his already honored man before writing the report.
Let’s have a private chat with the schoolgirl who has been promoted to Scarlet Archon.
As the king's eyes and ears, he must figure out the true intentions of the lord opposite, and confirm the future development of the White Oak Chapter in Transia for General Loren.
The general is a man who values friendship.
If he could get the news that his old friend's heirs and followers would be well for the rest of their lives, I think the general's guilt over "dereliction of duty" would be much relieved.
With this in mind, the Major turned on the psychic communication amplifier in front of him, and then sent a message to Dame Miriam.
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"Oh yeah! I got the production drawing of 'Hammer Guard'!"
In the Blood Eagle Corridor of Scarlet Castle, little Ashina grabbed the gun production diagram in his hands and cheered loudly.
This was her "special reward" for that mission.
In addition to the weapon map entrusted by Major Fraser to Chapter Commander Natalie, Ashina also received a career-related tip from the old hunter, Sister Marian.
"The powerful and sassy shotgun lady told me that only dwarves and halfling gunsmiths can make such complex firearms."
Xiao Ashina held the production drawing in her hand very dearly, turned to Lan Huahua, who was drinking vampire black tea gracefully beside her, and said:
"Do you think we should look for dwarves locally or something?"
"Don't bother."
Lanhua tasted the unique black tea and said to her friend with the dignity and manners a great traveler should have:
"I asked the NPC. There have been no traces of dwarves or halflings in Transia for a hundred years. This is an out-and-out ghost place. I think instead of looking for them at this time, you should quickly transfer the project.
It’s better to make your own after learning the sub-vocation.”
"Ah? Do it yourself!"
Xiao Weiming scratched his head and said with a grimace:
"But this gun requires master-level engineering to make. How long do I need to practice? Besides, we don't have an engineering trainer here."
"It didn't happen before, but now it does."
Lumina across the table was humming and wiping her beloved musical instrument, and then said to Ashina:
"The Sister Marianne you were chatting with just now is a gunsmith. I heard Niu Niu say that he saw Sister Marianne rubbing the barrel of a gun in the pioneer fortress.
However, you may need a certain amount of personal reputation to learn engineering from her, and your drawing only says that master-level engineering can make a master-level hammer guard, which does not mean that you can't do it as an apprentice.
At best, the quality is reduced.
At most, it’s just a blank slate with no additional attributes, but even such a high-end weapon must be much more powerful than the elite muskets you can find now, right?”
"Aren't you rich?"
Sister Shiliu, who was lying on the table and groaning, even putting a bandage on her face to pretend to be a "wounded person," rolled her eyes and said:
"Go find Aunt Marian to make it! The old hunter can tell the details of this firearm at a glance, which means that others can make it. It's just a matter of more money and less money. But for you, money is nothing
Does it make sense?”
"That's right! Then I'll go ask. Are you guys waiting for me?"
Xiao Ashina jumped off the chair, grabbed the production drawing, and ran out of the Blood Eagle Corridor with a flash of dark steps.
"I said, you two still don't plan to pass the Black Iron Trial?"
Sister Pomegranate looked at her brand-new character attributes and three new melee specialties. She blew the black tea she spent silver coins on to buy from the vampire waiter and said to her two best friends:
"Now more and more trial methods have been developed, and you two must hurry up. I have a feeling that the situation in Transia will not be calm for long."
"Right now, I have contacted Gebao."
Lan Huahua put down the tea cup gracefully, brushed her hair and said:
"He will make a batch of special burning oil for me, and I will go to the sewers to complete the trial at night. Where is Lumina? How do you plan to do it?"
"I'll learn from Xiaowei Ming."
Lumina put the newly polished beloved musical instrument into a box, took aim, and patted the accurately calibrated witcher hunting rifle beside her.
Although the style is old, the quality is extremely high. The standard commander-level shotgun is probably the only one in the current game.
She just spent two "keys" to get this thing out of the witch hunter's "war chest". It is a special weapon with yellow characters. It seems that it belongs to a certain witch hunter master who has died on the battlefield.
Relics.
She said confidently:
"I don't like sewers and ghouls. Those things are too disgusting. I plan to look around for elite creatures, astral beasts or jackal bosses.
And you?
Pomegranate, you have passed the trial, what are you going to do next? Become a vampire?"
"Um."
Sister Pomegranate poked her cheek and said:
"I asked Mrs. Adele about it. She can teach the Blood Vulture Clan's assassination fighting skills, but she suggested that I learn the Thorn Clan's midnight assassination skills, which are superior in skills. That assassination technique happens to have the advancement of fist blades.
The advanced skills suit me very well.
The Earl of White Mountain, who represents the Thorn Clan, will also stay in the Scarlet Castle. After I convert to a vampire, I can start farming by opening the reputation of the Thorn Clan.
Are you sure you won't turn into a vampire? Lumi, Master Murphy values you very much."
"NO!"
Lumina snorted, held her chin and said:
"I want to wait for the elf race to open up, and it will definitely open up in the future! I'm sure of this! Where's the orchid? Do you want to be a vampire happily?"
"No, I think it's good to be human."
Lanhua smiled, patted her shield, and said:
"According to my guess, the racial talents of human beings may be strengthened in subsequent versions. Well, there is a high probability that they will be strengthened! I am a traveler. If I cannot see more scenery and only seek strength, that is not in line with my attitude towards life."
"Ahhhh! The box is dark again! Damn it! I knew there must be nothing good in this ghost blind box! Don't stop me, I'm going to find an explanation from those witch hunters! Everyone draws the same treasure box!
Obviously everyone else has drawn equipment that they can use, why do you give me a physical shield for me, an oak apprentice?
You are playing with me!"
Brother Meow Meow's howl of ghosts and wolves came from far above the corridor, making the three girls look at each other, and then burst into laughter.
Brother Miao Miao's bad luck has struck again, and it looks like there is no cure.
But within a few minutes, little Ashina ran back. She waved her twin ponytails and said happily to the three sisters:
"Done! Aunt Marian charged me 200 gold coins as processing fee, but I have to pay for the materials myself. She promised that the production would be completed within half a month, and she also guaranteed that the quality would be above Seiko Veteran! I have already posted the materials on the forum
Collection stickers.
Oh, by the way, I also brought you a gift to help you pass the Black Iron Trial, my dear Orchid Flower."
As he spoke, Xiao Ashina pulled out a delicate wood-grained kite shield made of sacred oak from the psychic bag, with beautiful mottos on it, and placed it on the table with a bang, and then Orchid popped it into her mouth.
The black tea spurted out, and there was no elegance at all.
She wiped her mouth and said in surprise:
"Don't tell me! Did you buy this shield from Brother Miao Miao?"
"Eh! How do you know? Uncle Meow Meow sold it to me at a 50% discount. He is such a good person. I don't understand why everyone calls him cunning."
"How much have you spent on buying gold coins from other players at high prices in this game? Don't your parents care? You and Mo Mo, two poor guys, have just raised the price of gold coins to 1:20.
Hello!
Don't go too far, you two."
"Well, they don't care about my own pocket money. I am their top priority. Let alone a little equipment. As long as I want to, it is not a problem to buy the entire Scarlet Castle as a birthday gift for me.
Don't talk about this.
Let me tell you the good news, Mrs. Shui finally filled out the application after my hard work. She will probably come to play with us soon.
Great!"
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"This is the church area assigned to us by the lord. Although it is very dilapidated, we need to clean it up and build the church with our own hands. But this is a good start. Fellow parishioners, I am convinced that our God has borrowed the name of Lord Murphy
We bring enlightenment."
At this time, in a deserted inner city above the Blood Vulture Corridor, the kind-hearted Sister Jules was leading the two old hunters who came to the Scarlet Castle to explore the way, showing them the future location of the Avalon Temple.
This was once a vampire neighborhood in the inner city.
But those gorgeous and gloomy buildings have been razed to the ground during the astral invasion, leaving only an ominous ruined wall, which also hides the penetrating astral shadow.
Of course, for Sister Marianne, who has been dealing with these things her whole life, astral shadows are not worth mentioning at all. She has at least twenty-seven ways to quickly eliminate them.
What really worried Grandma Marian was the astral creation above her head that looked like a crack in the sky.
Although it was no longer visible to the naked eye, when Sister Marianne raised her head, she could still feel that there was still a steady stream of astral aura extending the trauma into the material world.
"The environment here will be permanently changed, and even affect the lives living here, but this change in life forms is long-term. If we can build the Avalon Temple, the soothing from natural spiritual energy can
This land has regained some life."
Aunt Marianne smiled at Aunt Jules and explained.
The identities of the two were very different. When the Church of Avalon still existed, Mother Marianne could be regarded as a high-level monk, while Mother Jules was just an ordinary missionary walking in the countryside at that time.
scholar.
But in this current era, Marianne and Jules are already the few remaining human believers in Avalon, and their identities no longer matter.
As for the more sincere old Eugene, he was much more excited than the two nuns.
He stood there and looked at the vast area in front of him. In his eyes, he seemed to have a picture of a gorgeous natural temple rising from the ground. He seemed to be able to return to the parish of Grammo Island and stroll among the natural surroundings.
The tree-lined path of the statues is so beautiful that it calms the soul.
He silently recited the name of the god in his heart, and walked forward to see the layout of this place, so as to better plan a good shape for the first new natural temple in ten years.
This guy is not only a fanatical believer, an outstanding silver hunter, but also an architect specializing in spiritual beliefs.
But as soon as he took a few steps, Old Eugene saw a wood carving placed on a wooden table, with a carving knife beside it. It was obviously carving a wooden statue of Avalon.
He turned back to look at the plainly dressed Aunt Jules and asked softly:
"Is this your offering?"
"Well, after Lord Murphy agreed with me to rebuild the temple, I started to offer sacrifices to my god again, as recorded in the canon. The natural Avalon hates beauty and luxury, and the wood carvings made by believers can make him
Pleasure.”
Aunt Jules said in a gentle tone.
Old Eugene said solemnly:
"Then please let me make a ruthless request! My hands are stained with blood while I am busy with the war, and I have to bear the burden of my soul. I am not qualified to offer gifts to my God because I am so violent. I have not done anything with my hands for nearly ten years. Please
Allow me to accept your unfinished work.
I hope to announce the end of my war years and return to my status as a servant of God, so as to offer my God the first natural prayer from a returning person."
"Of course, parishioners, you should wash away the dust of war here and let your souls return to the embrace of our God."
Aunt Jules made a "please" gesture.
Old Eugene took a deep breath, washed his hands carefully, and then stepped forward and picked up the carving knife.
He was obviously a good artist, and it only took him a few minutes to complete the carving that Aunt Jules failed to finish. A vivid wooden carving of Avalon blessing believers appeared on the table.
As he said, Old Eugene wanted to be completely freed from the painful war, so he knelt on the ground, took off all the weapons and armor on his body, and prayed to the sculpture wearing only linen clothes.
Simple Apprentice's Prayer.
Obviously, old Eugene is not just talking, but really intends to devote his faith to his god "from scratch."
A few seconds later, as Aunt Jules and Aunt Marian watched in astonishment, the ordinary wooden sculpture began to be surrounded by emerald green light spots.
At first it was just swaying in the wind, sending fragments of light, but soon an emerald-green psychic wind blew in the ruins, surrounding the three believers and making them feel as comfortable and comfortable as being in a forest.
Protect.
"My God. My God responded."
Old Eugene's eyes widened as if struck by lightning.
This is the first time in the ten years since the collapse of the old religion that he has so clearly felt the will of nature surrounding him, like the gentle soothing and whispering encouragement of the gods.
"God!"
The sincere believers burst into tears at this moment.
This old but determined and strong man knelt down in the ruins, kissing the ground covered with sawdust. Under the purple light of the creation of the star world, the old man shouted with joy and sadness:
"God!
We, the sons who have left home, stumble across the desert of suffering, we, the homeless people, cross the vast ocean of war, and we, the descendants of redemption, cross the mountains of time.
God!
Your most loyal children have finally returned to you."
Amidst the mourning and shouting, everyone in the ruins of Scarlet Castle raised their heads at this moment.
They felt the cool wind blowing at noon, and the clouds came over to block the annoying sunshine, and gentle raindrops fell in the pattering, and soon formed a rain curtain, like an invisible hand sweeping over this land of suffering.
of land.
On September 17, Era 1111, the second month after Murphy arrived in another world, the first autumn rain spread in Transia, and the protection of God Avalon also fell on human believers.