Chapter 176 175 God, Your Servant Has Finally Returned to Your Side

Chapter 176 175. God, your servant has finally returned to you

"Major, it has been confirmed that the fighting in the fighting area has ended! The Transians withdrew from the East Prussian border before dawn and cleaned up the battlefield. They burned the corpses very cleanly and spared us the wild dogs of the Ring Tower. Collect the corpse."

In the morning of the next day, Major Frazier, the intelligence chief in the Pioneer Fortress, quickly received the report of the reconnaissance scouts sent out. Through the contact of the calculation orb, he knew that the battle last night had ended.

Judging from the results, the White Oak Chapter escaped.

This relieved the major.

But before he could figure out how to write this action report, another scout brought him another news that made him no longer in the mood for breakfast.

"Your Excellency Major, the fog of war spread by the psionic masters of the Ring Tower has completely receded, but we discovered that the Transians left some 'things' on the border!"

The scout's tone was very strange.

It sounded like he was a little scared, which surprised Major Fraser.

The scouts of the Pioneer Legion are all the best warriors, and it is rare to see their mood swings so violently.

"Open the projection of the calculation orb, let me see with my own eyes what it is?"

The major sent a message, and a moment later, a vague remote psychic projection was turned on. After the scout adjusted the angle, a thing that made the major's scalp numb appeared in front of him.

Head!

A total of 600 human heads were piled together to form a strange "tower". Next to it was a broken stone tablet with a line of Transian text carved in blood:

"Dedicate this gorgeous death to the Mother of Night! The scarlet hand always pays with blood!"

"this"

Major Fraser took a deep breath.

He realized that this was a message from Count Cadman to the Ring Tower, but it was more like a direct, concise and rude "declaration of war."

The Ring Tower destroyed Cadman City and nearly wiped out the Blood Vulture clan. The vampires retaliated and eliminated the Ring Tower overnight. The hunting troops also left behind this "degenerate art" that has transcended the act of war. Taste".

This is by no means the end.

This is the beginning of a new round of hatred.

"Ah, Transia is indeed rich in barbarians and vampires! What these two things have in common is that they will not give in to violence and they are not fun!"

Major Frazier rubbed his brow with a headache.

He knew that once his battle report was sent, it would definitely cause an uproar. Considering that this thing might be regarded as Transia's provocation to the Plantagenet Kingdom, the major decided to talk to his already honored man before writing the report. Let’s have a private chat with the school girl who was promoted to Scarlet Archon.

As the king's eyes and ears, he must figure out the true intentions of the lord opposite, and confirm the future development of the White Oak Chapter in Transia for General Loren.

The general is a man of friendship.

If he could get the news that his old friend's heirs and followers would be well for the rest of their lives, I think the general's guilt over "dereliction of duty" would be much lessened at this time.

With this in mind, the major turned on the psychic communication amplifier in front of him, and then sent a message to Dame Miriam.

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"Oh yeah! I got the production drawing of 'Hammer Guard'!"

In the Blood Eagle Corridor of the Scarlet Castle, Ashina grabbed the gun production diagram in her hands and cheered loudly.

This was her "special reward" for that mission.

In addition to the weapons map entrusted by Major Fraser to Captain Natalie, Ashina also received a career-related tip from the old hunter, Sister Marian.

"The powerful and sassy shotgun lady told me that only dwarves and halfling gunsmiths can make such complex firearms."

Xiao Ashina held the production drawing in her hand very dearly, turned to Lan Huahua, who was drinking vampire black tea gracefully beside her, and said:

"Do you think we should look for dwarves or something locally?"

"Don't bother."

Lanhua tasted the unique black tea and said to her friend with the dignity and manners a great traveler should have:

"I asked the NPC. There have been no traces of dwarves or halflings in Transia for a hundred years. This is an out-and-out ghost place. I think instead of looking for them at this time, you should quickly transfer the project. It’s better to make your own after learning the sub-vocation.”

"Huh? Do it yourself!"

Xiao Weiming scratched his head and said with a grimace:

"But this gun requires master-level engineering to make. How long do I need to practice? Besides, we don't have an engineering trainer here."

"It didn't happen before, but now it does."

Lumina across the table was humming and wiping her beloved musical instrument, and then said to Ashina:

"The Aunt Marian who was chatting with you just now is a gunsmith. I heard Niu Niu say that he saw Aunt Marian rubbing the barrel of a gun in the pioneer fortress.

However, you may need a certain amount of personal reputation to learn engineering from her, and your drawing only says that master-level engineering can make a commander-level hammer guard, which does not mean that you can't do it as an apprentice.

At best, the quality is reduced.

At most, it's just whiteboard equipment with no additional attributes, but even such high-end weapons are definitely more powerful than the elite muskets you can find now, right? "

"Aren't you rich?"

Sister Pomegranate, who was lying on the table groaning and putting a bandage on her face to disguise herself as a "wounded person", rolled her eyes and said:

"Go find Sister Marian to do the work for you! The old hunter can see the details of this gun at a glance, which means that she should be able to make it. It's just a matter of money. But for you, does money have any meaning?"

"Yes! Then I'll go ask. You guys wait for me."

Little Ashina jumped off the chair, grabbed the production diagram, and ran out of the Blood Eagle Corridor with a dark step.

"I say, you two are not going to pass the Black Iron Trial yet?"

Sister Pomegranate looked at her brand new character attributes and three newly added melee specialties. She blew the black tea she bought from the vampire waiter with silver coins in front of her, and said to her two best friends:

"Now more and more trial methods have been developed, you two have to hurry up, I have a hunch that the situation in Transia will not be calm for long."

"Right away, I have contacted Pigeon Bao."

Lanhuahua put down the teacup gracefully, brushed her hair and said:

"He will make a batch of special burning oil for me, I will go to the sewer to complete the trial at night, what about Lumina? How are you going to do it?"

"I will learn from Xiao Weiming."

Lumina boxed her beloved instrument that had just been polished, made a gesture of aiming a gun, and patted the precisely calibrated demon hunting rifle next to her.

Although the style is old, the quality is extremely high. The standard commander-level hunting rifle is probably the only one in the current game.

This thing was something she had just opened from the witch hunter's "war chest" at the cost of two "keys". It was a special weapon with yellow letters. According to the description, it should be the relic of a witch hunter master who had died on the battlefield.

She said confidently:

"I don't like sewers and ghouls, they are too disgusting. I plan to look for elite creatures around, such as astral beasts or gnoll leaders.

What about you?

Pomegranate, you have passed the trial, what are you going to do next? Turn into a vampire?"

"Yes."

Sister Pomegranate poked her cheek and said:

"I have asked Lady Adele, she can teach the assassination fighting skills of the Blood Eagle Clan, but she suggested that I learn the midnight assassination skills of the Thorn Clan, which has better skills. That assassination skill happens to have advanced fist blade skills, which is very suitable for me.

The Earl of White Mountain who represents the Thorn Clan will also stay in the Scarlet Castle. After I turn into a vampire, I can start brushing the reputation of the Thorn Clan.

Are you sure you don't want to turn into a vampire? Lumi, Lord Murphy thinks highly of you."

"NO!"

Lumina snorted, propped up her chin and said:

"I have to wait for the elves to open It will definitely bloom in the future! I'm sure of that! What about Orchid? Do you want to be a vampire happily? "

"No, I think it's good to be a human."

Orchid smiled, patted her shield, and said:

"According to my guess, the racial talents of humans may be strengthened in subsequent versions. Well, it is likely to be strengthened! I am a traveler. If I can't see more scenery and only seek power, it doesn't fit my attitude towards life."

"Ahhhh! The box is black again! Fuck! I knew that this ghost blind box must not have anything good! Don't stop me, I'm going to ask those witch hunters for an explanation! Everyone draws the same treasure chest! Obviously everyone else has drawn equipment that they can use, why do you give me a physical shield as an oak apprentice?

Are you kidding me!"

The ghost howling of Brother Wu Miao came from the top of the corridor, making the three girls look at each other, and then burst out laughing.

Brother Wu Miao's bad luck has struck again, and it seems that there is no cure.

But a few minutes later, Xiao Ashina ran back again, swinging her ponytails and happily saying to the three sisters:

"Done! Sister Marian charged me 200 gold coins as processing fee, but I have to pay for the materials myself. She promised to complete the production within half a month, and also guaranteed that the quality is better than that of the veteran! I have posted a material collection post in the forum.

Oh, by the way, I also brought you a gift to help you pass the Black Iron Trial, my dear Lanhuahua."

As she spoke, Xiao Ashina pulled out an exquisite wooden kite shield made of sacred oak from her psychic bag, with beautiful mottos on it, and placed it on the table with a bang. Then Lanhua sprayed out the black tea in her mouth with a puff, and there was no elegance at all.

She wiped her mouth and said in surprise:

"Don't tell me! Did you buy this shield from Brother Wumiao?"

"Hey! How do you know? Uncle Wumiao sold it to me at a 50% discount. He is such a good man. I don't understand why everyone says he is cunning."

"How much money have you spent on buying gold coins from other players in this game? Don't your parents care? You and Mo Niqiong, two unscrupulous guys, have driven up the price of gold coins to 1:20!

Don't go too far, both of you."

"Tsk, they don't care about my own pocket money. I am their favorite. Let alone a little equipment, as long as I want, it is not a problem to buy the entire Scarlet Castle as a birthday gift for me.

Don't talk about this.

I have good news for you. Mrs. Shui finally filled out the application after my soft and hard persuasion. I guess she will come to play with us soon.

Great!"

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"This is the church area assigned to us by the Lord. Although it is very dilapidated, we need to clean it up and build the church by ourselves. But this is a good start, fellow believers. I have firmly believed that my God has brought us enlightenment in the name of Lord Murphy."

At this time, in the desolate inner city above the Blood Eagle Corridor, the kind-looking Sister Jules was leading the two old hunters who came to the Scarlet Castle to explore the way and pointed out the future location of the Avalon Church.

This was once the vampire residential area in the inner city.

But those gorgeous and gloomy buildings have been razed to the ground in the astral invasion. Only an ominous ruins are left here, and the creepy astral shadows are hidden in them.

Of course, for Sister Marian, who has been dealing with these things all her life, the astral shadows are not worth mentioning at all. She has at least 27 ways to quickly eliminate them.

What really worries Sister Marian is the astral wound above her head that looks like a crack in the sky.

Although it was no longer visible to the naked eye, Sister Marianne raised her head and could still feel the endless aura of the astral world extending the trauma into the material world.

"The environment here will be permanently changed, and even affect the life living here, but this change in life form is long-term. If we can build the Avalon Cathedral, the comfort from the natural spiritual energy can restore some vitality to this land."

Sister Marianne smiled at Sister Jules and explained.

The identities of the two were very different. When the Church of Avalon still existed, Sister Marianne could be regarded as a high-level monk, and Sister Jules was just an ordinary missionary walking in the countryside at that time.

But in this era, Marianne and Jules are both the few remaining human believers in Avalon, and their identities are no longer a difference.

As for the more sincere old Eugene, he was much more excited than the two sisters.

He stood there and looked at the vast area in front of him. In his eyes, the scene of the gorgeous natural temple rising from the ground seemed to appear. It seemed that he could return to the parish of Grammo Island and stroll along the tree-lined path full of natural statues, which was so beautiful that it could calm the soul.

He silently recited the name of the god in his heart and walked forward to see the layout here, so as to better plan a good form for the first new natural temple ten years later.

This guy is not only a fanatical believer and an outstanding silver hunter, but also an architect specializing in spiritual beliefs.

But just after taking a few steps, Old Eugene saw a wood carving placed on a wooden table, with a carving knife next to it. It was obviously carving a wooden statue of Avalon.

He turned around and looked at the plainly dressed Mother Jules, and asked softly:

"Is this your offering?"

"Well, after Lord Murphy agreed to let me rebuild the temple, I started offering to my God again, as recorded in the scriptures. Natural Avalon hates beauty and luxury, and wood carvings made by believers can make Him happy."

Mother Jules said gently.

Old Eugene said solemnly:

"Then let me make an unwelcome request! I am busy with the war and my hands are stained with blood, which makes me bear the burden of my heart. I am so tyrannical that I am not qualified to offer gifts to my God. I haven't made offerings in person for almost ten years. Please allow me to take over your unfinished work.

I hope to declare that my years of war are over, and I will return to the status of God's servant, and offer my God the first natural prayer from a returning person."

"Of course, fellow believers, you should wash away the dust of war here and let your heart return to the arms of my God."

Mother Jules made a "please" gesture.

Old Eugene took a deep breath, washed his hands carefully, and then stepped forward to pick up the carving knife.

He was obviously an expert. It took him only a few minutes to complete the carving that Sister Jules had failed to complete. A vivid wooden sculpture of Avalon of Nature blessing the believers appeared on the table.

As he said, Old Eugene wanted to be completely free from the bitter war, so he half-knelt on the ground, took off all his weapons and armor, and prayed to the sculpture in only a linen shirt, using the simplest apprentice prayer.

Obviously, Old Eugene was not just talking nonsense, but really intended to "start from scratch" to offer his faith to his god.

A few seconds later, under the astonished gaze of Sister Jules and Sister Marianne, emerald green light spots began to surround the ordinary wooden sculpture.

At first, it was just a little bit of light swaying in the wind, but soon an emerald green spiritual wind blew in the ruins, surrounding the three believers and making them feel as comfortable and protected as if they were in the forest.

"My God. My God responded."

Old Eugene's eyes widened as if he was struck by lightning.

This was the first time in the ten years since the collapse of the old church that he had so clearly felt the will of nature surrounding him, just like the gentle comfort and whispering encouragement of the gods.

"God!"

The sincere believer burst into tears at this moment.

This old but firm and strong man knelt down in the ruins, kissed the ground full of sawdust, and under the reflection of the purple light of the creation of the star world, the old man shouted with joy and sorrow:

"God!

We, the sons who left home, staggered through the desert of suffering, we, the people who lost our homeland, crossed the vast sea of ​​war, and we, the descendants of redemption, crossed the mountains of time.

God!

Your most loyal children have finally returned to you"

Amidst the wailing and shouting, everyone in the ruins of Scarlet Castle raised their heads at this moment.

They felt the cool breeze blowing from noon, and the dark clouds covered the annoying sunlight, and gentle raindrops fell in the drizzle, which soon formed a rain curtain, like an invisible hand sweeping across this land of deep suffering.

On September 17, 1111 AD, the second month after Murphy arrived in the other world, the first autumn rain fell in Transia, and the protection of the god Avalon also fell again on human believers.