After completing the transaction discussion, the little fire goddess blushed and wrapped the pool of pure spiritual energy belonging to Han Baiyi in her body, turning into a red rainbow and disappearing into the sky.
Han Baiyi looked at the direction where she disappeared from a distance, as if he was in a trance like a great sage.
Bolqi, who was inserted into the pile of rocks by the little fire goddess, stood behind Han Baiyi at some point, with a look of confusion on his face:
"Sir, why did you let her go? And also asked her to increase the intensity of the trial of heretics?"
"Are those sorceresses and other races disrespectful of you? Do you want me to go and reason with them?"
Borqi stuck behind Han Baiyi, his tall body slightly hunched, very close to him. Although his expression was very serious, it gave people a very dog-legged feeling inexplicably.
Han Baiyi glanced at Bolqi, and his eyes casually glanced at the soil on his body and the charred black puncture wound that had been stabbed by a small fire. It looked very serious, but in fact it healed very quickly.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
Fortunately, he thought he had met an honest person!
During the fight, Han Baiyi discovered that the moment Bolqi was thrust into the ground with a sword, his majestic and vigorous vitality did not diminish even half a point, and even became more intense due to the sudden trauma.
a bit.
However, this coward just followed the force of Xiao Huo and crashed into the ground with an "ah" sound, pretending to be unconscious.
Even the Little Fire Goddess herself could see that he was still pretending to be dead in the field - if it weren't for the fact that there were no secrets for Han Baiyi within a few kilometers of the spiritual machine scan, he might have believed it!
Han Baiyi turned his head and faced Bolqi, looking at his loyal face, as if all his advice came from his heart, and he looked like he could kill you at any time, when he suddenly thought of something and raised the corner of his mouth.
"No, no need."
"I have more important tasks to give you."
"Can I trust you? Bolch."
Borqi felt a little guilty when he was stared at by Han Baiyi, and could only resist shamelessly. It wasn't until he heard this sentence that he suddenly realized - it turned out that he had misunderstood, sir, he wanted to reuse me!
"Of course you can trust me!" Upon hearing this, Borch immediately became energetic and pointed at the sky and the earth. He wanted to cut open his stomach and take out all the little hearts inside to show him, "You know me, we
The dragon’s tradition is that only money and faith cannot be betrayed!”
"To me, Bahamut is a thing of the past, and you are the only one I truly believe in."
"Okay." Han Baiyi looked at him seriously and said seriously, "Do you know why I came to this world?"
Borch raised his head and shook his head in confusion.
"It's to trace a special power." Han Baiyi thought as he compiled, "It is a special form of projection that can transcend time and space in the form of a soul, but will not harm the body after death."
"When I first met you before, I traced that power. Unexpectedly, what I met that time was a projection again."
As Borch listened, he suddenly felt a little regretful that he had agreed too early.
Things like transcending time and space, not harming the body after death, etc. sound very powerful at first sight, so I might as well pretend to be seriously injured.
While thinking this, Borch quietly changed his state, pretending to be strong on the outside but strong on the inside, holding on to his dying body, ready to sacrifice himself for his husband at any time.
"What annoys me the most is that this is actually a projection method created by a group of mortals with the highest legendary level. Rumor has it that in this land, this group of mortals is called Wilderness Soul Hunting, also known as...
.Wild Hunt?”
"In addition, since I don't have much to offer, the reward is just a follower who can accompany me across the world..."
"gentlemen!"
The dying golden dragon jumped up from the ground with a whooshing sound, it was like a dragon and a tiger.
"Please sit still!"
"Leave everything to me!"
When Borch heard the words 'most legendary', 'mortal' and 'place', he did not hesitate to take care of them, as if he was ready to sacrifice generously at any time.
Seeing his appearance, Han Baiyi made a hesitant expression:
"Otherwise, let's ask Ciri again? After all, she has the ability to travel through time and space, and I remember that the Wild Hunt seemed to be looking for her before?"
"Sir!" Borch looked at Han Baiyi with a solemn expression, "Xili is still a child who is less than a hundred years old!"
"Although she has the power of time and space, her strength is really insufficient. If the Wild Hunt really has the power to travel through space, and Ciri meets them, it will be a narrow escape!"
"Those Wild Hunts have indeed been looking for traces of Ciri. As soon as she appears, they will definitely be able to find those Wild Hunts, but that is just their projection."
"So, please let me take on this important mission."
Borch's face was solemn, his voice was low, and there was almost a hint of death-heavy heaviness in his tone.
"Then..." Han Baiyi said in a long voice, and Borqi felt his heart was in his throat, "Okay."
Heart dropped.
Borch pursed his lips tightly.
"Yes! Sir."
"Even if they are hiding in the darkest corner of the world, I will definitely fly to the end of the world to pull them out and offer them to you!"
"Yeah, let's go quickly."
Han Baiyi smiled and waved.
Borch turned around and hit the road with fighting spirit and longing for the future.
Han Baiyi looked at Borch's back and sighed silently - it would be great if the Wild Hunt was really hidden in this world.
To be honest, Borch is really useful, especially when clearing out miscellaneous soldiers.
If what happened today had not happened, Han Baiyi would probably still be able to use him very smoothly.
But after the fight with the Little Fire Goddess just now, Han Baiyi discovered something.
There is never any unreasonable loyalty or betrayal in the world.
Facing the earthly incarnation of a god, can Bolch, a legendary professional dragon, really not be able to defeat him?
no.
He took the initiative to leave the stage just to leave the arena for Han Baiyi.
At the same time, he also wanted to find out the upper limit of Han Baiyi's strength.
Borch also had doubts in his heart.
However, without knowing how much stronger Han Baiyi was than him, Borch would not take action easily, let alone use his only life as a bet.
At this time, an incarnation of a god with similar strength to him and the same divine power as Han Baiyi would be a good experimental subject.
Han Baiyi saw it clearly and knew that he was not in his prime. He had just suppressed Xiao Huo with the pressure of carrying the world on his back.
In this case, leaving a time bomb around yourself is obviously not a wise choice.
It's better to find a reason to send him out for a while.
Trust is a state that requires judgment based on relative circumstances.
Han Baiyi chose the conservative route.
Let’s find a way to return to full strength first.
"gentlemen!"
Xili, who was walking from a distance, shouted towards the ruins. She was dragging a man who looked like a dead pig in her hands, and his limbs were twisted into strange shapes.
Shining held the long staff and was slightly farther away from Ciri, as if to indicate that she did not do this.
Shiri came closer and looked at Borch's back as he turned into a giant dragon and flew away into the distance, and asked strangely: "Why did he fly away?"
"I asked him to do something." Han Baiyi waved his hands indifferently, lowered his head and looked at the spy leader whose limbs were twisted off on the ground, "Who is this?"
"He is the spy of Eternal Fire and the person who monitored us yesterday, Mr. Bai."
Shining lowered his head and answered.
"Eternal fire?" Han Baiyi looked at the man on the ground and repeated with a smile, "That's right. Just do it! In addition, some publicity methods are needed to assist."
"By the way, Xili." Han Baiyi turned his head and looked at the heroic girl next to him who was extremely beautiful but had a long scar piercing her left eye and cheek, "Are you interested in joining my church?"
Shirley was startled.
"You, your church?!"
"As expected, you are indeed..." Even Xili, who has always been fearless, couldn't help but become nervous at this time, "I, I am a light believer of the goddess Meriteri, I can really believe in you
?”
"certainly."
Han Baiyi smiled and patted Xili's shoulder to encourage,
"We are not a supreme sect. You have the right to choose."
Xili nodded vigorously after hearing this, and then hesitated: "I am very willing to choose to believe in you. But, I am sorry, I have never asked you about the name of your god before... Our sect is called
What?"
Hearing this question, Han Baiyi was startled and turned his head to look at Shining.
Shining also looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Xili suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Let's call it...Capital Church!"
Han Baiyi scratched his head, he was a waste of naming.
"It's hard to find a different world. As the successor of the dancing shovel class socialism, I have to sneak behind enemy lines to get to know my enemies."
“Let’s try building a church-style capital first.”
When Xili heard this, her big green eyes stared blankly at Han Baiyi, her facial expression gradually stiffened.
"Then...then me?"
"That's right." Han Baiyi smiled and patted Xili's shoulder again, "From today on, you are the Pope of our Capital Church."