"Ange Ange, don't listen to his nonsense. The Sacred Hammer of the Earth cannot be used for farming." Negris grabbed Ange's arm and tried to dispel his idea.
Ange tilted his head: "Can't you smash the rock?"
"Yes, of course it can. The Holy Hammer of the Earth is infused with holy power. Once it is hammered down, everything within a radius of more than ten meters will be turned into powder." Negris said.
"Then we can farm." Ange said, turning around and walking forward again.
"No, no, no, Angni tricked us. The Holy Hammer of the Earth was not his reward at all. The Holy Hammer of the Earth was originally in the Principality of Montenegro. He asked us to get it ourselves. He is a profiteer! Don't be fooled." Nigris added.
Grab Ange.
Ange tilted his head in confusion.
Nigris explained helplessly.
The Duke of Montenegro is a very famous hero of mankind. He played a decisive role in the holy war against the expansion of the Church of Light. He has excellent organizational skills and strategies. Under his command, the coalition forces of various countries have changed.
They are the same team, and they beat the Holy War Army of the Church of Light to the point where they cried for their father and mother."
The Church of Light was beaten to the point of losing its temper and had to accept the reality. It promised that from now on it would no longer use force for expansion, and that the divine power and the imperial power would not interfere with each other.
The Church of Light can preach wherever the sun shines, except for members of the military, political, aristocratic and royal families. It is not allowed to interfere with the operation of secular power, nor to interfere with the military and local government systems.
This agreement was signed by the original Pope and the Duke of Montenegro, so it is called the Montenegro Agreement.
In order to pay tribute to the Duke of Montenegro, the Pope also blessed the weapon used by the Duke of Montenegro, calling it the Holy Hammer of the Earth. The Duke of Montenegro also stated that he and his descendants will hold the Holy Hammer from generation to generation and uphold the Montenegro Agreement.
The execution almost made the Pope faint.
It's a pity that the descendants of the Duke of Montenegro are not very successful. In recent years, few have been able to lift the Holy Hammer of the Earth.
Later, everyone realized that they had been fooled. The Pope was not a blessing, but a restriction. It was originally just a magic hammer that anyone could lift. With the prestige of the Duke of Montenegro, as long as his descendants can lift the hammer, they can easily lift it.
He ordered the allies who fought side by side back then.
Now I am fine and blessed. Ordinary people cannot lift it. No one knows how to lift it. I only know that if you reach the level of a sword master, you will definitely be able to lift it.
But there is also a descendant who is not at the level of a sword master, but because he believes in light, he lifts it inexplicably.
At that time, this descendant was only the 18th heir to the Principality of Montenegro, but because he raised the Holy Hammer, he directly became the number one and became the king of the principality.
Can you see the insidiousness of this blessing? From then on, any heir who wanted to be the king of Montenegro would not hesitate to take shortcuts and believe in the Church of Light.
The heroes who blocked the church's military expansion back then have become the most devout believers in their descendants. From top to bottom, all people in the Principality of Montenegro believe in the church.
"So this is not just a hammer, but a hammer with great symbolic meaning. You can't take it casually. Although an insect plague broke out in the Principality of Montenegro and everyone in the Royal Court of Montenegro died, theoretically this sacred hammer is no longer owned.
But we still don’t want to take it, otherwise we will become the target of public criticism.”
Negris persuaded him earnestly: "Why send food? Because the Principality of Montenegro is now a holy country for all believers. If Anthony can save those people, it will have a great impact on his personal reputation. But he is very
Chicken thief, using a sacred object that does not belong to him as reward, Ange, don't be fooled."
"Oh." Ange nodded, indicating that he understood.
The teleportation array was not closed yet. When he heard Ange, Nigris immediately turned around and said: "Did you hear that? We are not going. You profiteer, you are using something that does not belong to you as payment!"
Anthony's lazy voice came from the teleportation array: "I don't have it. I just talked about the Holy Hammer of the Earth first, and I don't just give the hammer. I need to order a thousand tons of grain and send it to the Principality of Montenegro. The grain plus freight per ton
There are ten magic crystals. The hammer is just included. You can take it away when you pass by. I made a fake one. If you really take it away and put the fake one back, no one will find it."
After speaking, Anthony sent a teleportation request. After agreeing, a silver-gray hammer and a bag of magic crystals were teleported over.
"..." Nigris was silent for a while, and said somewhat speechlessly: "Why do I think it's okay if you don't give the magic crystal, but if you give the magic crystal, it seems like you are insulting us?"
Anthony said lazily: "Then what can I do? The price of food is already low. Ten magic crystals are already several times the premium, and they are still urgent prices. I can't spend millions of magic crystals on this thousand tons of food."
Right? Others will think that I am corrupt. Although I have taken a little bit, I can’t go too far.”
"What about this hammer? You've even made a fake. How long have you been planning it?" Negris asked.
Anthony was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "Look at the handle of the hammer."
Nigris looked at the hammer handle in confusion, but what he saw made his soul shrink: "The Immortal Movement?!"
"Yes, the Immortal Movement. The fake is copied from the real thing. The real thing also has it on it. That hammer is probably a creation of the Immortal Empire. If this is the case, then the thing on it cannot be a blessing, but a seal.
, I got the hammer, I want to know what kind of seal it is and what it is sealed with." Anthony said solemnly.
Nigris was silent. The Immortal Movement was a short piece of music. No one knew who composed it. They only knew that it was found in many of the creations of the Undead Empire, such as guardian gods like Patsy, the buildings in the temple that could automatically repair, etc.
.
If there really is a score of immortal music on the Holy Earth Hammer, then the only possibility is that it is a creation of the immortal empire.
How could the Pope bless the creation of the Immortal Empire? It could only be a seal. Why seal a hammer? Afraid of it? Afraid of a hammer?
Curiosity has arisen, eh, but I just persuaded Ange to give up his idea, and now he changes it?
I couldn't help but complain: "You should have told me this key information earlier, I just persuaded Ange to stop you."
Anthony sneered: "My lord ran away just as I was halfway through my words. Also, did you really try to persuade your lord? Do you want to ask again?"
Nigris suddenly had a bad feeling. He really didn't hear Ange say 'no' just now.
He turned to Ange and asked: "Ange, are we still going to the Principality of Montenegro?"
"Go." Ange said.
"Why!" Nigris was angry. Anthony actually knew Ange better than him?
"Hammer, farm, worms, fertile fields." Ange said.
Nigris covered his face, thinking that he was careless. As long as it involved things like farming and fertilizing the fields, Ange would not give up easily.
…
The bone dragon flew in the air, and Farrar hugged his robe tightly, shivering in the rope net, his teeth chattering: "This... the sky is... too... too... too cold."
"Oh, I forgot that you are still alive, Ange, help him warm up." Nigris said.
To raise body temperature, you don't even need magic. You only need to increase the density and activity of the fire element, and your body temperature will rise immediately. Almost instantly, Farrar felt warm.
"What is the current situation in the Principality of Montenegro? You happened to escape from there, tell us." Negris asked.
Although Ange was deceived into going to the Principality of Montenegro, Anthony could not provide any specific information. He only knew that an insect plague broke out in the Principality of Montenegro. The insects swamped the royal family. The two main cities were still resisting, but there was a shortage of food. Food was sent to the city.
Go inside.
Because there was a large amount of food stored in the royal castle, once the insects entered the palace, they were out of control. The entire royal family, the descendants of the Duke of Montenegro, as well as relatives, friends, loyal servants, etc., were all eaten up by the insects.
As for where the pest plague has spread and how large it is, Anthony has no idea at all, and only Negris can find out for himself.
It just so happened that people like Peleg had been near the Principality of Montenegro before, and they definitely knew more about it than they did.
"Ah? I don't know either. We are not in the Principality of Montenegro, but just nearby. When you asked me, I remembered that the insect plague did come from the direction of the Principality of Montenegro. Did they suffer first?
"
"The Principality of Montenegro is very small. It is just a big Black Mountain. The royal court is on the mountain. There is a city in the northeast and a city in the southwest. The rest of the place is cultivated land."
After some questioning, they found that Peleg knew less about the situation than they did, so they had to put him in the Palace of Rest.
…
The Royal Palace of Montenegro, which was once brightly lit, has now become pitch black, and no other sound can be heard except for bursts of gnawing sounds in the darkness.
The doors, windows, beams and columns in the palace, as long as they were made of wood, were now riddled with holes and badly damaged. Only one or two black beetles could be seen infesting the wood from time to time.
There are white bones on the ground, so clean that no trace of flesh can be seen, only clean bones are left, and some bones have slight signs of gnawing.
Some of the skeletons are in postures that are so exaggerated that normal people cannot pose them. It is not known whether they were moved after death, or whether they suffered unbearable pain during their lifetimes, causing their postures to become distorted.
A man in a cloak walked slowly into such an environment. Wherever he passed, the insects scattered in all directions. Some turned a corner and gathered behind the man in a cloak, surging like a tide.
After a while, they dispersed again.
The cloaked man walked up to a skeleton, squatted down, and took off the necklace hanging from his neck.
This is a women's necklace with a relatively youthful style. It should obviously be worn around the neck of a beautiful aristocratic girl. However, the beautiful aristocratic girl has turned into a skeleton, so it is not as attractive as a necklace.
"Jie Jie Jie..." The cloaked man let out a breathtaking laugh. He pulled on the necklace a few times, but found that it couldn't be pulled off. He simply stamped on his neck, stamping off the skeletal neck, and took off the necklace.
The cloaked man raised the necklace to his eyes, and after observing it greedily for a while, he put away the bag on his waist. There was a bag hanging on his waist, and it was already bulging with how many things were inside.
Feeling that the bag was full, the cloaked man took it out, tied the bag, and then tapped it lightly with his middle finger wearing a ring. With a swish, the bulging bag disappeared.
The cloaked man took out another bag and hung it on his waist. When he saw a ring on a skeleton, he pulled it off hard. The joint of the middle finger was too big and the ring couldn't be taken out. He stamped it down and crushed his palm.
, take away the ring.
After walking and searching all the way, the cloaked man came to the temple of the Black Mountain Royal Court.
It was originally a magnificent palace decoration style, but suddenly turned a corner and entered a simple and majestic place. The cloaked man immediately knew where he was: "Jie Jie Jie, the Holy Earth Hammer of the Duke of Montenegro should be placed here, right?"
It's a pity that the Holy Hammer blessed by the Pope can't resist my children. If I had known earlier, I guess you wouldn't believe in the bullshit Church of Light and convert to our Chaos Temple."
After circling the temple, the cloaked man could not find the Holy Earth Hammer.
"Hey, where is the Holy Hammer? Has it been taken away? I have never heard of descendants of this generation of Dukes of Montenegro being able to pick up the Holy Hammer." The cloaked man murmured to himself: "Is there a dark room?"
Thinking of this, the man in the cloak whistled, and a rustling whistle came out from his mouth. Under the cloak, a bunch of bugs dripped down like a tide and poured out in all directions.
Soon, the cloaked man found the secret room's mechanism. After pressing it, the ground slowly retreated, revealing a pit underneath.
One hand was embedded in the pit, holding a hammer tightly in it.
"Found it." The cloaked man's eyes lit up and he jumped into the pit impatiently, holding the Sacred Earth Hammer.
The Sacred Hammer of the Earth lit up.
The cloaked man smiled: "Jie Jie, what a pure holy power of light. Unfortunately, I am not a heretic, and these holy powers cannot hurt me."
While talking, I tried to pick up the hammer, but unfortunately, the hammer didn't move at all.
The cloaked man was not surprised. If the Holy Hammer of the Earth was so easy to pick up, the Principality of Montenegro would not have a succession dispute every few decades.
He turned his hand over and found a piece of cloth printed with holy patterns - the Holy Shroud.
He tightly wrapped the Sacred Hammer of the Earth with the hand holding it, then took out a bottle of green liquid and dripped it on the 'hand' holding the hammer. Only a sizzling sound was heard, and the hand holding the hammer kept spinning.
It was emitting white smoke and corroding slowly.
Few people know that this method is used to transfer the Holy Hammer of the Earth when no one can lift it. As long as it is wrapped in the Holy Shroud, the Pope's blessing left on it will become invalid.
Just as the cloaked man was doing this, on his way over, the thin skeleton whose neck was broken by his trampling seemed to be pulled by some force. It struggled to get up, picked up the head on the ground, and tried to take it back.
on the neck.
However, several joints were broken by trampling on it, so naturally it could not be buckled. In the end, I could only hold it under my arm and hobble forward.
The skeleton whose hand bones were trampled to pieces also got up, and with its intact hand he picked up a knife and limped forward.
More skeletons climbed up one after another, as if being pulled by invisible ropes.
Their movement alerted the beetles, and the beetles crawled out of the skull from cracks, dark places, or even straight away, and bit into the bones with their mouthparts.
Click click click, unable to bite, and left, the beetles crawled away like a tide.
Staring at the gradually corroding armrest, the cloaked man didn't realize that there was already a pile of bones standing behind him.