"I drank too much at a dinner party yesterday, so this chapter makes up for yesterday's events."
Even though the war had ceased for a day, the air in the royal city was still filled with the smell of blood and a slight stench.
The smell is not pleasant, but everyone is used to it.
The ice crystal road has been shoveled away, but the gap in the city wall cannot be blocked temporarily, let alone the collapse of the city gate.
Standing on a city wall near the city gate, Ye Zhongming and Hong Xiang stood together, looking at the soldiers who were cleaning up the ruins and corpses.
Both Hong Xiang and Neo were seriously injured. Even if they were treated by Park Xiuying, who had woken up and recovered her mental strength for half a day, Hong Xiang could only walk around, but his condition was obviously not good, and Neo could only
Lying in bed.
It is estimated that it will take at least three to five sunsets for two people to recover to a state where they can fight. If they want to fully recover, it will even take ten sunsets.
"That's water, cement?"
Ye Zhongming nodded. In fact, it was concrete, but he didn't want to explain so much.
Since the truce began, the engineering team from Yunding came here with a large amount of building materials, plus those originally stored in the royal city, and they began to quickly repair the city wall.
This kind of concrete structure is naturally not as strong as the original bluestone city walls that have been blessed with some special abilities, but it is faster and can block the gap in a few days. After treatment, it can be lifted up.
"This cover has been refreshed?"
Hong Xiang looked at the screen covering the sky above his head. Although Ye Zhongming had already said it, he still asked. After all, this was related to whether the battle would start again.
Ye Zhongming nodded. He couldn't explain some ability rules and the like. He could only tell them the results in a way that the deceased could understand. If there were any unclear points, he would blame them all on the Almighty God...
"How long do you think they will cease fighting?"
Ye Zhongming asked, looking at the Dawn Temple army in the distance who were collecting their own corpses and reorganizing the team with the deceased.
Regarding this aspect, he felt that the kings knew the Dawn Temple better than he did and could make the most accurate guesses.
Before Hong Xiang Wangzun could speak, he saw Lingkun Wangzun walking over.
There was some unwiped blood on his face.
"This dragon is really #￥%...& difficult to handle."
With the national curse from the deceased, Wang Lingkun took the wet cloth handed over by a guard next to him and wiped his face.
"You didn't get killed, did you?"
Nothing can promote the relationship between men more than fighting together. After this attack and defense, Ye Zhongming's relationship with the three kings and even the pool guards became very harmonious, and they could even be called friends.
Once we are familiar with each other, we naturally don’t have so many worries when talking to each other, and the terms of address are also very casual.
"No, I just had a bad mouth. I got angry and beat him up, but those dragon scales are really hard." Ling Kun waved his fist at the two people, and Ye Zhongming and Hong Xiang saw that his fist was broken.
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"Zhong Ming was asking how long the truce will last for the other side." After the king of Kanzi Mountain died, Ling Kun lived the longest among the three remaining kings. Hong Xiang respected his opinion very much.
Ling Kun Wangzun squinted his eyes and thought for a moment: "Under normal circumstances, if we fight again, we need to re-build siege equipment, prepare various materials and equipment, reorganize the military formation, rush to make weapons and armor, and recover lightly injured soldiers.
Restoring morale and all that."
"If you want to launch a full-scale attack like before, it will take at least twenty falling sand days." Ling Kun said as he thought, "But if you just want to constantly harass and test us, then a few falling sand days will be enough."
It's okay, but I judge that they won't do it."
Ling Kun did not say the reason for such a judgment, but both Ye Zhongming and Hong Xiang understood, and the Shuguang Temple now saw that with the help of outsiders like Yunding, it would be difficult for them to capture the royal city. The only hope was
The Holy Father took action himself.
A level nine strong man can crush many normal rules.
It's just that no one knows when this ninth-level strongman will arrive, or what important matter it is for, which makes him temporarily give up the decisive battle here.
The three of them were silent, and they could all feel the worries in each other's hearts.
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In the dark cave, the huge roar of Yangos resounded. This dragon has not stopped since it was captured.
When Ye Zhongming walked in, the voice paused for a moment, and then became more intense.
"Let me go, you humble human being, do you know how great I am #￥%...￥￥@?"
After taking a look at Yangosi who was tied to the stone wall, Ye Zhongming found that there was a blood hole on its chest. It must have been what Ling Kun Wangzun did just now, so that Yangosi could not breathe out the dragon's breath.
Of course, after the previous battle, Ye Zhongming also doubted whether this guy was still capable of breathing fire.
Ye Zhongming drew out the Earth Sand Moon Blade and walked to Yangos' side.
"Get away, you ant, you..."
"I heard that dragons are full of treasures." Ye Zhongming said calmly, looking up at Yangos's dragon face: "Dragon skin and dragon scales can make the best armor, dragon eyes can provide super vision, and dragon horns
Weapons can be made and are extremely sharp, dragon brain can greatly replenish mental strength, dragon meat can enhance physical fitness, and dragon blood can increase the toughness of the skin and improve defense."
As he spoke, Ye Zhongming came to one of Yangos's legs. The Sand Moon Blade in his hand suddenly reversed and hit the dragon's leg hard with the back of the blade. The sound of cracking bones was immediately heard,
And the painful howl of Yangos.
"There are also dragon whiskers, dragon tendons, dragon claws, dragon wings..."
Ye Zhongming seemed to be the one who had just broken a dragon's leg and looked at Yangos calmly again.
"If you don't want me to tear you into pieces, you'd better be quiet."
Yangos stared, breathing heavily, but stopped making any noise.
"Very good, we can continue the conversation this way." Ye Zhongming put away the knife, which made Yangos feel relieved. The knife gave him a very dangerous feeling.
After finding a clean stone pier, Ye Zhongming sat on it, looked at Yangos, and slowly said: "I can imagine why there are living corpses, I can imagine why people have evolved, and I can imagine why there are golden saints.
Light battleship, one can imagine some more advanced beings eager to try and eyeing other life planets."
"But there are still many things I don't understand, such as what the roulette wheel is, what the evolution potion is, what the Jedi are, what the professions and skills are, and how they enter the human body and are mastered."
"You may not know the answers to these, but there is one question you can definitely answer."