Chapter 428 Sponsorship from the Demon King
Thomas’s caravan took action.
· Also taking action were the refugees who were following Kallen. They formed a circle around the caravan, and then knelt down outside the circle to pray, waiting for a miracle to come.
The soldiers with green coins tied to them stood watching from a distance, their eyes either doubtful, awkward, or expectant.
Even they themselves did not realize that until ten minutes ago they were bandits who committed robberies under the guise of justice, but now they have become the escorts of the "pilgrims", fulfilling sacred obligations that they themselves had never imagined.
At the same time, in a carriage, Luo Yan took back the wand in his hand and dispersed the light condensed on the tip of the wand.
What he cast just now was not a platinum-level magic, but a diamond-level AOE spell that he had recently mastered - "Brilliant Shining".
its approximate function is to summon a huge ball of light, and then smash it hard at the enemy.
Unlike the fire-based AOE spell "Fire Burning Sky" which has a wide range of effects, and the earth-based AOE spell "Meteor Fall" which emphasizes concentrated output, light attribute AOE spells usually have the effect of "identification of friend or foe", which can enhance the output of undead units while avoiding casualties to friendly units.
However, considering that most of the players in the necropolis are undead, this is another useless magic for the Demon King.
Luo Yan wrote down the effects of the spell in a notebook and used a video crystal to shoot them, intending to upload them to "Calamity 0L" as a pie later.
Official website.
Tuff, who was lying on Sarah's lap, yawned, pursed her lips, stretched and said.
"That guy is the apostle of Chaos, right? What are you doing with all this effort? Why don't you kill them all?"
Luo Yan smiled slightly.
"It's just an attempt."
"An attempt?"
Looking at Tafu who was confused, Luo Yan nodded slightly.
"The corrosion of the Eternal Hungry Claw is very special. It is not just one person who is corrupted by Chaos, but everyone. I want to try to see if I can get these lost boys to turn back."
That "Iron Bull" Brennan is much weaker than Alister, and he has just broken through the gold level and reached the platinum level threshold.
It is not difficult to deal with that guy, including the disheveled soldiers behind him, but it is not that simple to deal with the Chaos Corruption in Dusk Province.
According to the records in the Padrich family library, famine is just one of the causes of the corruption of Urgos, the Claw of Eternal Hunger, and its root lies in endless desire.
Just killing the apostle of Chaos will not make the corruption of Chaos disappear. At most, it will be transferred from one person to another.
In fact, it is not just Chaos, but all faiths are like this, and this is one of the reasons why Hell and the Empire can never conquer each other. Whenever one of the battle lines goes deep into the hinterland of the other, what awaits the former is never a once-and-for-all victory, but endless troubles.
When the prophecies of the doomsday are fulfilled, heroes chosen by God will spring up like mushrooms after rain, and each one of them will carry an incredible legend.
They are not only the choice of the gods, but also the choice of everyone.
Looking at the confident Luo Yan, Tafuye lost a sentence.
"Then let them become your believers?"
"Why not?"
Faced with Tafu's rejection, the smile on Luo Yan's face did not change at all, and he frankly admitted his ambition.
"Anyway, they themselves don't know where they are going, just like the nuns they follow. Rather than becoming fertilizer buried in the ground under the bewitchment of chaos, it is better to follow me."
"At least my goal is clear, I only want their faith."
The preparations for the ceremony have been completed, and everything is in accordance with Mr. Colin's instructions.
Thousands of believers prostrate themselves around the convoy and prayed, offering solemn and pious prayers to the gods in their hearts.
Infected by the atmosphere, some soldiers wearing green turbans could not help but cross themselves on their chests, silently reciting the words Saint Sisius above,
Temporarily embrace the Holy Light and repent.
No offense intended - we just thought you were dead, but we didn’t expect that your grace still shrouds this land.
Standing in the open space surrounded by caravans, Kallen looked at Colin who was walking towards him and nodded respectfully.
"Sir, as per your instructions, we have completed the preparations for the ceremony. What else do you need me to do next?"
She seemed to have regarded Mr. Colin as the incarnation of Saint Sith, just as Thomas regarded her as the "saint" chosen by God.
"You don't have to do anything, just watch from the sidelines."
While saying this, Luo Yan walked to the center of the open space surrounded by the caravan, holding a slender wand in his hand.
As he raised his hand slightly, the hard earth and stones under his feet seemed to be given life, and he outlined a series of concave trajectories under the guidance of the tip of his staff.
They are like silver snakes wandering among the grass, circling, connected end to end, intertwined into layers of runes and geometric figures,
Finally, it was printed on the earth together with the sudden green light!
Done!
Looking at the magic array he had completed, Luo Yan had a smile on his face, then took out a magic crystal from his arms and placed it in the center of the teleportation array.
The moment the magic crystal was put down, the surrounding air shrank as if it had been boiled.
Luo Yan took a step back, raised his index finger slightly, and a scroll and a quill appeared out of thin air. He wrote a few lines in the air, then folded himself into the envelope and landed in the center of the teleportation array.
At the same time, the teleportation array in the necropolis.
An undead crow fluttering its bone wings flew into the depths of the maze with an envelope printed with the Demon King's emblem, making a creepy sound as it flew.
"Ga Yiyi! The Demon King's order!"
"The frontline needs food! Send it quickly!"
In just a few breaths, the order spread throughout the maze, and the Demon King's demon generals appeared under the throne in the audience hall and gathered together.
"Frontline? Food? When did our Majesty the Demon King, who worked hard to rule, open up territory for the supreme hell again?" A dark purple robe emerged from the shadows, and Dao Na's figure quietly appeared under the pillars of the audience hall.
The person who came was none other than "Demon General of Thorns" Brancia.
At this moment, the charming face was wearing an interesting smile, and a pair of beautiful eyes were looking at the demon generals.
"Do you have any clues, dear friends?"
"Blooded Blade Demon General" Gerak, who was standing under the throne with a battle ax on his back, glanced at her, and a trace of heat floated out from under the outturned fangs, exuding a warning aura.
"I don't know."
This arrogant woman relies on the position of the Extremis City in the labyrinth and always takes advantage of the law-abiding demon generals like them when the Demon King is away.
He doesn’t have to be as knowledgeable as her, but he also can’t let the other party underestimate his clan—although the Blood Blade Clan has no money, it is by no means easy to mess with!
Not far from Thanos, a blue beetle about half the height of a man crawled out from the shadows. A hoarse voice and icy cold air floated out from under its mouthparts, and its compound eyes scanned the bodies of its colleagues.
"Vargur is always at the disposal of the Demon Lord. As for food, our food, that lord may not like it."
It is the clone of "Cold Iron Demon General" Vargur.
Because the main body is too huge, it cannot come to the audience hall in person to listen to the devil's orders, so it can only send its own clone.
In addition, since it is an insect, it and its clan mainly feed on other insects, the feces of monsters and corpses, so they are usually responsible for their own food.
"Shadow Demon General" Thanos had a look of disgust on his face and stood far away from this smelly and cold insect.
He was already sensitive to smells, and standing next to this guy made his nose smell bad.
"Compared with food, I'm more worried about whether His Majesty has encountered any trouble. Normally, he wouldn't ask us for such a small thing."
Thanos couldn't help but wonder if there was another deeper meaning behind this.
For example—
A precursor to mobilization.
Unlike Thanos who was deep in thought, Brancia had an eager expression on her face and said in a cowardly tone.
"The location of the teleportation array seems to be not far from here. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Gluck glanced sideways at her.
"Don't do unnecessary things."
Blancia pursed her lips and smiled.
"Where? I just want to share the worries of our respected Majesty."
"Haha——." Thanos laughed through his nose, with a playful expression on his face.
He knew very well the little thoughts of this pain demon. He just wanted to show some courtesy in front of His Majesty so as to monopolize the favor of that Lord.
What a coincidence.
They thought of going together.
Although they don't know how that adult did it, they discovered his "secret" a long time ago - he can increase the level of the devil's soul.
Maybe not just the devil.
In short, this incredible ability is something that all demons enjoy. He is willing to do anything for it, just to advance to the diamond level before he dies!
Once he reaches the diamond level, his soul will enter the sequence of high-level demons, and he will never be reincarnated in this rural place, let alone this half-demon, half-demon body.
Thanos is not a pure-blooded "Shadow Demon". Only half of his blood comes from noble demons, and the remaining half comes from lowly and vulgar orcs.
"It would be better for us to complete His Majesty's mission quickly."
Tyrell Moonblade, the leader of the Gray Wind Tribe, coughed lightly, looked around at his colleagues, and expressed his thoughts, "Since everyone wants to be loyal to the Demon King, I propose that we share this batch of food together-"
"The things have been delivered."
A sudden voice came from above the demons, interrupting their conversation.
Blancia was startled and turned around, only to see a petite little devil sitting on a lampstand not far away, admiring her nails lazily.
?!· ?!的ulu)?) by that time?
Only Tyrell, who had a good relationship with the Nightmare Land, gave a wry smile and shrugged his shoulders, as if "pretend I didn't say it".
"Of course when you are quarreling."
Sissi's voice had a hint of sarcasm, as if she was laughing at their preoccupation. Her eyes finally moved away from the bright red nails and fell on Brancia's body.
"Don't you think it's silly? The Demon King is waiting for the meal, but you are arguing about who will deliver this batch of food! No need to discuss, our Nightmare Land is covered!"
What a bunch of ungrateful guys.
When has that gentleman ever wronged you?
Valgul: ".——
Facing Sissi's map cannon, Tyrell's expression was a little subtle.
Ungrateful?
Isn't the problem that everyone here wants to help that gentleman?
Thanks to the Demon King, the demons in the necropolis are getting better and better, just like the Thunder City outside the maze.
Now the subjects of the necropolis have finally had the opportunity to repay the kindness of that gentleman, and everyone wants to dedicate their strength to that gentleman.
Of course, he also understood that Sissi would think that way.
After all, during the most difficult days of the maze, the little devils always had insufficient food to eat.
Hunger left such a deep impression on them that Tyrell actually sympathized with these little guys in his heart.
Thanos sighed, raised a slender index finger, and lightly tapped his temple, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"I often heard that the little devils are a group of guys with brain problems. Because their brains are too small, I always thought that was a rumor, but I didn't expect that "that is indeed a rumor!" Sissi puffed up her chest and said proudly, "Our The red wine is even sold in the Holy City! This is the best proof! "
The red wine made by the little devils contains a unique flavor that is not inferior to the various flavored fruit wines brewed by the night elves of the Gray Wind tribe.
Thanks to the church in Silverpine Town and the sales channels of the Brotherhood of Thunder City, Yossi and Missy have a lot of fun every day - they have a lot of fun making wine, and they have endless grapes.
If we rank them in terms of total production value, I am afraid that only Jueji City and Beifeng City can beat the nightmare land of the Necropolis!
ˆ Thanos:
ˆ: "..."
ˆ Are the two things related?
"Anyway, since your Majesty's problem has been solved, I will take my leave."
As if he didn't want to waste time on talking nonsense, Gluck turned around after saying a few words, and left the audience hall with heavy steps.
Blancia did not leave, but she narrowed her eyes slightly and looked up and down at the Queen of the Land of Nightmares. The corner of her mouth covered in pitch black lipstick suddenly turned up into a smile.
“You guy.—have made another breakthrough.”
"Haha, you noticed it." Seeing that the other party noticed her changes, Sissi's lips curled up with a touch of pride, and she said lazily, "After all, the Demon King trusts me so much, I can't let him down."
She knew that Brancia had always been jealous of her youth, beauty and relationship with the Demon King, but she didn't take this guy to heart at all.
Just a scantily clad pain demon, not worth mentioning!
The Lord Demon King has taste. As Yossi said, only the most elegant, beautiful and naughty little devil in the world will be appreciated by that Lord.
"Hahaha, do you believe it? It's an interesting statement. As the number one demon general, I can't pretend I didn't hear it——" Brancia's smile became more and more charming, and her narrowed eyes seemed to be curved into crescents.
A little demon lord who came from a mere labyrinth in the countryside is worthy enough to compete with himself, the lord of Desperate City, for the position of the number one loyal minister. What a show of shame!
Although for the Magic City, the entire necropolis belongs to the countryside within the countryside, but even the countryside within the countryside has an inner ring and an outer ring.
The sight of the two seemed to spark sparks in the air.
Although it is for completely different reasons.
"Two idiots."
Thanos sneered with his arms crossed, as if he had seen through everything, but had no interest in getting involved.
The self-proclaimed number one demon general is meaningless at all. That master will only be close to demons who are truly loyal to him and demons who can truly share his worries.
No one is more loyal than him!
The thin and tall figure gradually blended into the shadows under the pillars, as if it had never existed.
The beetle clone of the Cold Iron Demon has also left. It seems that this time the Demon King is as sure of victory as ever, and there is no need for it to appear as always.
This is a good thing.
It doesn’t care who is the first demon general, it just wants to stay in the lair and sleep, and it’s best not to let anyone disturb its peaceful dream.
All the demon generals left one after another, including Brancia and Sissi, who was sitting on the lamp holder. They also chose a harsh word for each other and left.
From beginning to end, only the loyal Arakdo remained quiet without saying a word, just like a real spider.
Since that stupid cat also broke through the gold level, he seems to be the weakest among the demon generals under the Demon King.
Only when the Demon King is around, he dares to open his mouth to speak. At the same time, on the other side, under the diligent transportation of the little devils, bundles of bread packed in sacks have been piled on the teleportation array. The rich aroma of grains is permeating the air. In addition to the piles of bread, there are also boxes of bacon and sausages!
Even more than that!
Perhaps because he was worried that he would be thirsty when he was out, a considerate little devil also brought red wine in a wooden barrel!
These are the products of Thunder City.
Compared to bringing a batch of corn from the continent of Janna with unexplained origins, the most traditional bread and bacon in the Os continent are undoubtedly closer to the myth of the Holy Lord’s salvation in the minds of the Os people.
In addition, the maintenance cost of the teleportation array is not only related to the quality of the object and the extraordinary power level, but also related to the delivery distance. It is more economical to deliver to the nearest place than to go farther.
That was, after all, food for tens of thousands of people. It was "airdropped" across the ocean, and even the wealthy Demon King couldn't bear it.
The only thing that surprised Luo Yan was that he thought it would take a while for his subordinates to reach a consensus on the investment ratio, but he didn't expect that Nightmare Land would cover everything directly.
As expected, Sissi is the most sensible.
His love for her was not in vain.
Thinking about this, Luo Yan wrote down her achievements, and then turned his eyes to the nun aside with a gentle smile on his face.
"Let's do this for now, after all, we have not said how long it will take to fill their granaries."
It is more important than letting the believers eat too much at once, letting them eat just enough and then have a head start on the future.
Looking at the food piled in the open space, Kallen was stunned and could hardly close her slightly open mouth and chin.
She thought it would be great if Mr. Colin could get some wheat for making porridge, but she didn't expect that what appeared on the "magic circle" was actually bread!
Not just bread!
There are also meats and even wine!
She couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of sleep foam and said in a trembling voice.
"Is this—·magic?"
Luo Yan smiled slightly and said.
"What brings the miracle is undoubtedly magic, but the "miracle" itself is obviously not. They are created by the hard work and sweat of another group of people, and this is something that neither extraordinary beings nor gods can do. ”
While savoring the profound meaning of this sentence, Kallen nodded in understanding, then looked at him seriously and said in a sincere voice.
h "May I know who they are? Although I may not be able to repay their kindness, please at least give me a chance to pray for them."
h "That's not necessary, they appreciate your kindness."
Luo Yan smiled slightly, looked at Kallen who was still feeling sorry, and continued.
ceddie'] There is no doubt on that pious face, only gratitude for kindness. Kallen nodded seriously and said with suppressed excitement.
"I, I'm going to call the people outside!"
After saying that, she turned around and left the open space surrounded by the carriage to feed the poor people who were waiting to be fed.
Looking at this reckless "saint" lady, Luo Yan stopped her with a smile.
"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."
"Hug, sorry! I thought you had finished speaking." Karen blushed and stopped, then hurried back.
"No need to apologize, I understand your urgency, but there is an old saying in my hometown, you can't eat hot bread if you are anxious. So you must listen carefully to what I say next, it affects whether tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people will be saved in the end."
Luo Yan did not care about her rashness, and spoke out his next plan in a patient tone.
After listening to his instructions, the expression on Karen's face was surprised at first, and then turned into deep admiration, but then a trace of ambition appeared on her face.
She had no doubts about Mr. Colin's wisdom, but it was difficult for her not to worry about whether she could withstand such a scene.
That was not praying for one or two people, nor was it saving a few souls. She had never done anything like that.
"I understand what you mean——.But, can I really do such a thing? Convince the lord of Quemu Territory."
"No one knows, but it's worth your try. And there's a first time for everything, right?" Luo Yan smiled, calming her inner anxiety, "I remember the first time you became a nun, it was also the first time you became a nun."
institutions, I’m sorry—”
"I said don't be sorry. I'm not Saint Sith, so you don't need to repent to me." Luo Yan smiled and patted her shoulder, "Go ahead, I believe you can do it."
But this is fine.
Ignorance is not always a flaw, sometimes it is also a blessing, especially when you are lucky enough to follow the right person."
Not far away, Kallen, who had passed through the wall of the caravan, had come to the believers and walked straight towards Brennan, who was standing on the outside of the crowd.
Looking at the nun in front of him, Brennan grinned and said jokingly.
"I thought you needed three days and three nights."
Looking at the man in front of her who was wearing a bearskin and holding a battle ax and a round shield, she smiled gently, then she stopped her smile and spoke in a solemn and pious tone.
Brennan's expression changed instantly, and his frivolous expression was completely replaced by confusion.
The same happened to the Green Forest Army soldiers standing around, with expressions of disbelief and shock on their faces, and whispers spread one after another.
Had they seen the second sun that dispersed the dark clouds, they would probably have thought that the nun was talking in her sleep.
But now, even the most blasphemous disbelievers can't help but reveal a hint of instinctive trust in their eyes.
Brennan's Adam's apple moved and he stared at Karen intently, trying to find flaws in that pious face, but failed.
“Are you serious?”
He has decided to let them go.
But if she teased him in this way, he would let her know that the gods were not always a shield for her.
"I am extremely serious," Kallen looked at him calmly, recalling the instructions of the true chosen one, and continued, "However, there is another one in the oracle that came down - whoever drinks my flesh and blood must share my flesh and blood equally. "All the people who are suffering."
Brennan frowned, not understanding the oracle of the end of the contract, but he read a disgusting feeling - it seemed that the promise would not be fulfilled immediately.
“What do you mean?”
Karen said patiently.
"What he means is that you can only enjoy the Holy Communion that you need, and then you need to take the remaining Holy Communion to feed the hungry people who are besieged by you."
Her voice just fell, and the soldiers behind Brennan were in an uproar.
Anger was written on the faces of some people. They could not accept that God's favor did not only favor themselves, but also favored their enemies. There were also some people whose faces were filled with fear. They didn't expect Saint Sith to actually see the innermost parts of their hearts - these smart people were well aware of Brennan's plan to drive hungry people to surround Quemu Castle, but they just pretended not to know.
Of course, the vast majority of people’s minds are not that complicated, and most of them have reluctance written on their faces. They just want to take the food back to the camp immediately, fill the dry granary, and take care of their next meal.
As for the other hungry farmers·
It is none of their business.
Don't say that the farmers in Quemu collar are not their neighbors, even if those guys are their neighbors, they don't care.
Having already eaten human flesh, they don’t care if a few more people starve to death. They even wish to starve to death a few more people, as they are all future rations.
"The wish I made should be to fill our granary." Brennan said one word at a time, his face gradually darkening, "I'm talking about us, and I don't include Birdwood Collar."
"He will satisfy you, but not today."
Brennan sneered.
"Is it the next life?"
Not intimidated by his momentum, Kallen maintained a calm expression and continued.
"Of course not, it won't take that long, his second promise to you will be fulfilled when the third promise is completed."
Brennan fell silent,
He is not a person who keeps his promises, and the whisper from the depths of his soul repeatedly warned him that he should ignore this ridiculous request and eat the caravan in one bite.
However..——
Another voice also came out of his heart.
Why not give it a try?
He did not ask the other party to fulfill the order of the three wishes, and the other party did not break the promise. Perhaps bringing food to the hungry people in Quemu Territory was part of the plan to conquer the castle.
Secondly, Quemu Castle is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and there are extraordinary people who are not weaker than him living in the castle. It cannot be captured overnight.
Hands and gods were fighting for a long time in his heart, and he finally suppressed the battle ax in his hand, as well as the chattering voices behind him.
"I want to see what tricks you are going to play."
Looking at Brennan who nodded reluctantly, Karen breathed a sigh of relief, and a relieved smile appeared on her holy face.
"Thank you - you gave everyone here a chance to live."
Brennan: "What do you mean."
Karen said in a clear voice.
"The oracle has a second sentence. Anyone who drinks my flesh and blood and breaks their oath will have their souls fall into hell and never have peace. But I thought you would agree, and it was not out of fear, so I didn't say it."
This sentence frightened many people.
Whether it was the refugees lying on the ground or the Green Forest Army soldiers standing around, they could not scare someone who had already sold his soul to the "outer god".
Brennan grinned, as if he heard some funny joke, and put the maroon ax on his shoulder.
"It's really interesting, can I still go to heaven if I do as he said?"
He has already been prepared to go to hell!
Karen shook her head slightly.
"Where you go after death is never something you can decide. It is something you and everyone behind you decide."
Brennan smiled and said nothing, but did not want to continue arguing with her. He raised his shield above his head and shouted at everyone.
"Little ones, do you hear this! Praise Saint Sis! Let me praise him one more time, for the sake of him finally noticing us and feeding us with his flesh and blood!"
After a pause, he shouted in a higher voice.
"Now! Follow me in and enjoy the Holy Communion! Keep your hands and feet clean, eat and poop as much as you can, don't eat and take! Let me see any boy who is reincarnated as a starving ghost and is ignorant, and I will stop his dog's paws myself!"
Perhaps it was because his words were too rude and even profane. These words made his chest throb inexplicably, as if an arrow had been shot in the pit of his heart.
But he is not even afraid of death, so why would he care about the pain?
After saying that, he passed by the nun, swaggered through the prostrate believers, and walked to the open space surrounded by the caravan.
The moment he stepped into this open space, his whole body froze on the spot, as if he had seen heaven on earth.
It was a pile of sacks, with bulging pieces of bread even squeezed out of them.
There are also bacon and fine wine·
He has only seen these things in the castles of nobles. He did not expect that he and his brothers would be able to enjoy it in advance before conquering Quemu Castle. It was a miracle that was more straightforward than the holy light. The ax and shield in his hand fell to the ground with a "chirp".
What fell with it were his steel-like knees that would never bend, and a touch of heat across the corners of his eyes.
"Saint Sis is above.""
It turns out that gods really exist·
At this moment, he completely believed it.