The explosion of Banshee Castle not only shocked the entire aristocratic class, but also shocked a larger number of civilians. After all, the nobles would not come to clean up the ruins of the streets that were blown into deep craters.
Friedman was originally worried about the war, but he used this explosion to consolidate people's hearts, financial resources and authority. He did not pay attention to the ruins of the explosion itself, and only publicized that this was not an invasion of evil spirits, but the destruction of the enemy.
On the second day of the explosion, a team of coolies was transferred to the explosion pit. They were responsible for backfilling the huge hole so that it would not be an eyesore.
Everyone who comes to the explosion pit will be horrified by the destructive power it displays. It has even quickly become a tourist attraction in the city. Regardless of men, women, old and young, nobles and beggars, they all come to take a look and receive a shocking spiritual education.
This also includes Powell and Johnson.
The two people came up with a genius idea and used the corpse collector's carriage to cross the blockade of the Butch family to buy goods for smuggling in Cold Wind City. On the way there, they saw kobolds building a fortress, and when they came back they found that the blockade had been lifted automatically.
But the two were not happy for a long time. When they returned to Banshee Castle, they were arrested by Baron Bishop's men with both people and goods - it is not uncommon to use a corpse collector's carriage to transport goods. The success rate is about 50 to 50, it depends on luck.
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The two of them had bad luck and ended up in jail as soon as they entered the city. One second they were thinking about making a fortune, and the next second they were behind bars, but they didn't have to wait for too much regret and fear...
With a single blast, the walls of the prison cell of the Inquisition were blown down and the roof collapsed. The jailers were either dead or injured, and the surviving ones ran frantically for their lives.
The cell where the prisoners were held collapsed in the explosion, and some prisoners were crushed under the mound. Powell and Johnson escaped with their lives and escaped from the prison on their own.
The two lost all their money on this transaction, and they had to worry about being wanted. However, they soon learned that Baron Bishop, who had arrested them, was killed in a bomb, so naturally no one took care of the wanted matter.
"I don't know who did it?" Johnson is an illusionist. When he was caught, he could only surrender. After escaping, he had to come back to take a look at the explosion site.
"Who else could it be besides the monsters of the black forest?" Dudu flew back and forth over the pit, and even fell to the bottom of the pit to take a few steps.
The huge pit with a diameter of more than 30 meters is really shocking. Residents in the city also bravely walked into the pit, looked up and felt the strange angle of the sky from the bottom of the pit, and imagined the power of the explosion.
But more people only dared to stand by the pit and watch, scanning the ruins around the explosion point that were turned into white ground. The wooden houses were basically destroyed, and many stone buildings only had blackened columns. Occasionally, they could be found among the broken walls.
the remains of some victims.
This kind of power is completely incomprehensible and can only be attributed to miracles.
The rich and powerful cursed this as a crime committed by Victor Hugo and tried to demonize him.
But in the face of absolute power, ordinary people feel that Sir Hugo is incredibly powerful. As for whether this Northland lord is good or evil, it actually doesn't matter at all. He can't be defeated anyway.
Next to the explosion pit, a police officer shouted loudly with a wooden microphone:
"Look, this is the work of the cannibal king Victor Hugo. He is approaching from the north, trying to destroy our city, plunder our property, and bully our wives and daughters.
This big devil is so evil that it's hard to describe. He colluded with many evil people, used forbidden powers, and even recruited an army of terror.
If the devil comes, we will lose everything. If we want to survive, we can only resist. Please donate enthusiastically and contribute to the war that is about to begin."
The Sheriff stood on the mound and shouted, while his men came forward with a tray to look at the strange people asking for donations for the war and military expenses.
The gentlemen and ladies of the aristocratic class were happy to part with their pockets, and some small civil servants reluctantly gave away three melons and two dates. On the other hand, the lower classes in the city shied away and refused to pay even a single copper.
The Sheriff doesn't expect to get anything out of these poor souls.
The tray came to Powell and Johnson, and both of them patted their pockets to show that they were penniless. They were really poor. All the goods were confiscated, they didn't earn a penny, and they were in debt.
"What now?" Johnson asked.
Powell shook his head at this. He glared at Johnson, frustrated. If this guy hadn't been bragging behind his back, he wouldn't have been pushed by the city's dignitaries to smuggle a second time. But the smuggling was done by a corpse collector, but it was him.
Chosen by myself.
The two of them were tossing back and forth, getting poorer and poorer. What's worse is that war is really coming, and they don't even have the money to escape. God knows what to do next?
At a loss for time, Johnson could only go back to the Wizard's Tower in the city to find someone to borrow some money. He was a spellcaster after all, and although he owed a lot of money, it was easier to make money.
Powell was a secret agent. He wanted to leave but couldn't. But the Butch family was preparing for war and recruiting people aggressively. He tried to find a way to sneak into the Banshee Castle guard and find a position, which could be considered as settling down.
On the other side, Zhou Qingfeng knew about the explosion at the moment. It was not that he was well-informed, but that everything in front of him turned into static black and white.
Huh...that god appears again?
When Zhou Qingfeng thought the matter would not be too big, he heard a sharp female voice scolding, "Victor Hugo, do you know what you did?"
The voice carries the identity of a goddess, the mysterious lady, the current magic goddess ‘Midnight’.
"Dear Mother of Magic, you seem to be very angry?"
"Humble mortal, you are becoming more and more disrespectful to me. I am a being of powerful divine power and the incarnation of the Demonic Network. I have been supporting you, but you are hurting me."
‘Midnight’ was standing behind Zhou Qingfeng, furious, but judging by his voice, it should be negotiable. Zhou Qingfeng could only spread his hands and said, “Your Majesty, what have I done to hurt you?”
"The power of those explosive things you created exceeds the limit that the ninth-level magic network can withstand. I really didn't expect that you, a bastard with a low level, could actually master such a powerful power.
If you continue to mess around like this, sooner or later you will become Karsus again. I must do some precautions."
Karsus was a great arcanist during the Netheril era. His fame was the invention of the "God-Apotheosis" technique, which ended up killing the first generation of the goddess of magic.
Sounds a bit dangerous.
Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help but check the amount of his coupons, and asked after feeling relieved, "What are your preventive measures? You shouldn't be here to kill me. Otherwise, you wouldn't be talking nonsense for so long."
The tone of "Midnight" changed instantly, and Zhou Qingfeng felt an indescribable gentle body pressing against him, with arms surrounding him.
Wait..., I have a bad feeling.
"Dear Your Majesty, you are..."
"I have been repairing the magic network damaged in the 'Year of Turmoil', and I admire your talent. But the explosives you created brought huge destructive power and created a dead magic area. How do you think I should punish you?
you?"
Zhou Qingfeng felt that his mind was a little unclear, and 'Midnight' was sticking behind him, bringing a feeling of bones and souls being destroyed. Under the influence of the huge charm, his whole body became weak, except for one place...
"Your Majesty, I have always respected you very much. If you have anything to say, please tell me..." Zhou Qingfeng was very afraid. If he upgraded again, the coupons would not be enough.
"I won't allow you to conduct any more super-level magic experiments." 'Midnight' whispered.
"no problem."
Just don't let me upgrade.
"I won't allow you to destroy the magic network again." 'Midnight' continued to whisper, "Don't allow you to hurt me again."
These words sound like lines from a third-rate romance drama. But...
"no problem."
Just don't upgrade.
"Also, I want to build a closer relationship with you."
What do you mean? The sense of danger is getting stronger and stronger.
"You play very openly with Wo'jin. Do you like her that much?"
"No, no, no, I was forced."
"Wo'jin is just a weak divine power, but I am different."
"Yes, yes, yes, Your Majesty, you are powerful. You are the incarnation of the magic net. Who can compare with you?"
"Close your eyes."
"Why?"
"So you don't see my face."
"Wait... let's discuss it again."
"This is your punishment."
"No."
An extreme darkness enveloped Zhou Qingfeng's vision, and he could not see anything. But he knew that he was surrounded by the endless magical starry sky, and he was in harmony with each other. After a long time, when he got up again with backache...
Damn it, it’s so powerful that it actually gave me three levels in a row!
I don't live anymore!
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