The statue of Oulul was made of a whole piece of ice, and the 'evil-breaking' penetrated between its breasts. The three-meter-high statue was shattered and collapsed with a crash.
The Winter Hall was covered with white ice edges, with frozen and huddled corpses of believers on the floor, and holes on the walls caused by spells. The murals on the dome ceiling shattered, and a large amount of mosaic glass fell down.
The 'Quick Shadow' was the worst. It was bombed to pieces, leaving only rotten bones on the ground. Todd and other orcs were still wielding axes to chop down Oluer's altar, as if they were carrying out violent demolition.
Arcee collapsed due to overload and her body couldn't bear it. Hilly and the goblin were running over, hoping to help her.
The advanced explosive fire technique blasted a scorch of blackness at the door of the hall. Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the blown-up floor, looking at the collapsed and cracked statue of Oulul.
The broken statue of ice stopped in mid-air, because time stopped again.
Sha'er didn't leave and scolded Zhou Qingfeng for being disrespectful - considering the other person's powerful divine status, this was considered an extremely doting behavior.
"Dear Hidden Daughter, I would like to ask a few questions?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at the fragments of Oulul's statue in front of him, and a vague and deep shadow was reflected on the translucent ice.
Just looking at the figure of God brought a strong mental impact to Zhou Qingfeng. After he asked the question, he fell into a sluggish state, his mind went blank, and was gradually eroded by darkness.
Huh..., Sha'er snorted sweetly, which woke Zhou Qingfeng out of his irresistible charm. She said sarcastically: "You humans can't control your inner curiosity and try to pry into the face of God.
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Zhou Qingfeng closed his eyes, his heart was palpitating and he was sweating profusely, and his brain was in pain like needles. He swore that he just glanced at it accidentally, and he was captured all of a sudden. He could only lower his head...
Shar continued: "You still want to know Imasca's secret?"
Zhou Qingfeng made the request last time. He calmed down and said again: "Imasca civilization has been destroyed for thousands of years, and no one understands its writing.
As a person related to the Imasca civilization, I hope to master this dead text. You, who control the secrets and darkness, should be the only existence that can satisfy me."
This flattery was too unskilled, but Shar's cold voice turned into a coquettish smile again.
"Victor, it's useless for you to please me. One of my duties is to be 'secret' and I will never reveal secrets to others easily. Unless..."
Zhou Qingfeng knew what Sha'er's 'unless' was, but he quickly added, "A secret that is completely unknown is not a secret. Only a secret that is pursued but difficult to obtain is a secret. Is my understanding correct?"
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Oh..., Shar let out a low cry of unknown meaning.
The gloved palm patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder again. A long and gentle sigh sounded slowly, and the goddess whispered as if complaining: "It would be great if all my followers were as smart as you. I really hope you can be my chosen one."
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With this tap, Zhou Qingfeng's attribute list naturally jumped out. Not only did he rise to the sixth level of 'Tyrant', but his 'Mastery of Imasca Magic Words', which had been motionless, also skyrocketed.
Jumped from 2% to 10%.
The price of learning the "Gate of True Knowledge" spell has been reduced to one-tenth of the previous price. Third-level arcane spells such as "Fireball" can be mastered with one thousand coupons.
Zhou Qingfeng's maid has also been upgraded to level five, and her soul quality has been upgraded to red, reaching the first threshold of greatly increasing her strength. But just when he was happy and wanted to make some more requests, the time-stopping effect disappeared.
"Victor Hugo, don't be too greedy." The goddess's tone turned cold again.
Oulul's ice statue crashed and fell, smashing the orc warriors who were cutting down the altar and hurriedly fled away. Arcee's body could not bear the load and fell into a deep sleep.
The noisy sound sounded again, making people aware that they were on a fighting battlefield.
When Zhou Qingfeng turned around, Sha'er had left and everything was as usual.
"Victor, Arcee's energy furnace is broken." Healy shouted loudly. She wanted to help Magic Girl up, but Arcee's body was extremely heavy and heavy, and ordinary people couldn't lift her up.
Zhou Qingfeng pinched his head, facing the mess on the ground, and was thinking about whether to load the file and start over again.
A miserable howl sounded in the Winter Hall, "I have made contributions to the territory, and I have suffered for my comrades. You can't do this to me. I want to see the master, I want to see the master!"
The orc warrior avoided the fragments of the ice statue and accidentally stepped on a dead horse's head. The jagged monster's head was stuck in its legs and was kicked into the corner by the orc warrior.
Zhou Qingfeng picked up the head and found that his mount had been blown up and only one head was left.
The soul of 'Shiying' was greatly weakened in the explosion, and he was crying inside the monster's head, "Master, I think I can save it a little more."
"Okay, okay, don't make trouble." Zhou Qingfeng threw the monster's head to an orc warrior and asked the cavalry from outside to clean the battlefield.
Looking around the messy Winter Hall, Old Arad and other nobles who tried to resist were all frozen to death, but Rao still had one breath left.
Todd went over to dig out Rao's body. The fallen chief suddenly stood up and vomited blood, cursing a few words, "Victor Hugo, if you win this game, the next one is waiting for you."
Phils. Long Legs hates you more than I do. Coldwind City is now empty and defenseless, and the careerists in the North will take turns to pounce on this piece of fat. You..., you...
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Rao suddenly spoke, which startled Todd. The orc had a bad temper, and when he realized that it was a dead man who had a harsh mouth, he punched him with his fist.
"How dare you scare me when you're going to die? You talk so much nonsense, shut up!" Todd wore metal finger gloves on his fists. After a few punches from Bang Bang, Rao's head turned into a bowl of tofu that he couldn't hold firmly.
Flowers were scattered all over the ground.
Zhou Qingfeng jumped onto the collapsed altar, ignored the shattered ice statue, and pulled out his 'evil-breaking' heavy sword from the wall behind the altar.
This sword had previously killed the saintly body of Cyric, the god of murder, and this time it had penetrated the statue possessed by the frost goddess Orul.
When Zhou Qingfeng held the hilt of the sword, he noticed that its properties had changed - level 2 enchantment, resistance to undead creatures, resistance to cold and negative energy, detection of evil, and a one-tenth chance of freezing the opponent when slashing.
‘Broken Evil’ was originally a bright silver alloy steel sword body, but now its appearance has become translucent. When you hold it, a cool feeling comes out. The sword body is filled with cold air and is faintly surrounded by ice crystals.
Like...the weapons have also been upgraded.
This result cannot be said to be bad, so Zhou Qingfeng saved a file and decided to take a look at the situation before considering it.
The night's fighting ended here, and it was already past five o'clock in the morning. There was a faint light on the sky, and the sun was about to rise.
Walking out of the Winter Hall and taking a breath of cool air, no one in the entire Cold Wind City can pose a threat to Zhou Qingfeng.
Members of the cavalry team came in and out, and personnel from the inspection office were summoned to search the entire city lord's mansion and clear out all enemies.
Seeing the broken statues, seeing the dead nobles, recalling the shocking changes in the city last night, especially the flame tornado that shone throughout the city at night...
No one fails to show the utmost respect to his lord.
Now there is no Long-Legs family, no Arad family. No matter the nobility or the wizarding group, all the old dignitaries have been wiped out.
There are no internal constraints.
When the first ray of sunlight illuminates the towering spire of the City Lord's Palace, the whole city exudes a new color. All power falls into the hands of one person.
Victor Hugo, the true master of Cold Wind City and the new king of the North.