South, by the sea.
At this time, the north is obviously sunny and sunny, but here is covered with dark clouds, the air is extremely dull, the sea seems to be calm, but it contains faint energy that seems to be able to shake the world, just waiting for a call from heaven and earth.
"Crash." A white bone covered in algae and shells emerged from the sea water.
The white bone walked forward step by step along the waves, and slowly walked onto the snow-white sand.
"Crash." Another bone that had been corroded and made up by seawater appeared.
If you look carefully, you can see a thick rope tied between the two bones, and the rope goes down the second bone and sinks into the sea.
"Crash." The third bone connected by a thick rope came.
These bones walked on the beach and did not move forward, but waited quietly in place, as if waiting for someone.
One after another, the bones emerge from the sea and walk onto the beach. Without exception, these bones are all tied together with thick ropes, but not all the bones are complete. Some of the bones are missing arms or legs. In some cases, only the bone tied to the rope remained, and in others the distance between the ropes was so long that it was obvious that the white bone tied in the middle had disappeared into the ocean.
Some of these bones are humanoid, some are animals, some resemble birds, and even fish.
As time passed, there were more and more white bones on the beach, and slowly, the three-mile-long beach was crowded.
"Hula." A huge black shadow flew in the sky.
A black shadow landed, and it was a bone bird with a black body. The body of the bone bird was not big, and a tall man with a red horn growing in the middle of his head and a crystal inlaid between his brows stepped out of it.
The man stepped on the beach with his feet, and habitually raised his hand to touch the Yuanjing in the center of his eyebrows. His Yuanjing was also red, but lighter in color, which proved that he already had the qualifications of a fighter in the Red Horned Bone Refining Clan, but Not the most powerful.
The color of the single horn and brow crystal of the strongest warrior is also the thickest and brightest. And the clansman with the third eye in the center of the brow is the big witch of the clan. The soul power of these big witches with the third eye is very powerful. They have no fighting power, but they can refine extremely powerful bone tools.
A few more people walked out of the bone bird, all of them looked a little tired without exception. But the strange thing is that none of these people have a single horn, let alone a third eye, and they look like ordinary humans.
The red-horned man didn't even look at those people, but looked at Cong Yuan in front of him, and said, "Go! Check if there are humans and other intelligent creatures nearby."
"Yes." Several men knelt down to answer the order.
The red-horned man looked at them warningly, "Don't do unnecessary things."
"Yes." Several people buried their heads deeply, got up and quickly sank into the clump in front of them.
The bone bird made movement again, and the red-horned man saw the appearance of the Hood, and rushed towards the bone bird.
Hood, a bone-refining wizard with a third eye between his brows, has a single red horn, high cheekbones, and pulled lips. His whole face looks mean and ruthless.
Witch Hood probably has the highest status. Standing at the exit of the bone bird, he seemed to take a few deep breaths of fresh air happily, and sighed with his head up: "Finally, the vitality here is indeed much stronger than that of the Western Continent! Presumably the bones of the creatures here also It will be as special as in the records of my Bone Refining Clan."
The red-horned man bent over, "Big Witch Hood, from now on this Eastern Continent will be the territory of our Bone Refining Clan. Even now, we can get you whatever materials you want."
Hood waved his hand, "It's been a long time since I've eaten fresh meat and fresh melons and fruits. Go look around and get some, preferably tender ones. Don't get me fish, I've had enough!"
"Yes, great witch."
Hood looked at the skeleton soldiers on the beach with a look of annoyance, "The terrain here is fairly hidden, let's rest near here, there are too many skeleton soldiers damaged by the sea, you need to collect more skeletons for me, otherwise these Bone soldiers are not of much use either."
"yes."
"Nello, remember, our group is not the only group of clansmen who landed on the Eastern Continent. If we want to seize more clan lands and get more and better materials, we must be faster than others! In other words, I More bones are needed! Preferably those of creatures with special powers."
"Yes, great witch, I have already sent someone out to investigate. Once I find those sacred-blood warriors and supernatural animals, I will report to you immediately."
Similar scenes and similar conversations were also taking place at other seasides during this time.
The characteristic of these people is that there are not many people, the bone soldiers are very damaged, and everyone is very tired, but this is just now, when they rest and recuperate...
"Pfft!" A burly man covered the wound on his chest with a face full of fear.
They are the most common group of savages living by the sea, and the total number of the entire clan is only fifty or sixty people. Seeing that winter is coming, they came out to hunt today when the weather is good—you can’t just eat fish, but there are more than twenty clansmen who come out , now he is the only one left to die.
The strong man turned around, covered the wound on his chest, and staggered to escape back to the tribe. He wanted to go back and report, he wanted...
A bone knife cut off his head from behind him!
Several humans walked into the Shura field, and one of them picked through the pile of dead people, found the youngest corpse, bowed his head and stretched out his hand.
"These savages don't have any sharp weapons or shoes. They should live not far from here. The Hood prefers the soft-mouthed ones. I'm afraid he won't be satisfied with taking them back." The other had two bruises on his face. The man with the mole stabbed the one who was still alive with a spear, and said without emotion.
The man who was about to grab the corpse paused, a piece of white cartilage was exposed at the back of the lowered head and neck, and the long piece of cartilage was tightly attached to the place where the back of his neck connected to the back of his head.
"Really?" The man hesitated, with a painful expression on his face.
The man with the mole beckoned to the others, "I like tender meat that is not sour. It's just a few savages. Let's see if there are any better-looking women there. Let's go!"
The man didn't want to go, but he had to go with him.
The other people didn't speak, and it was obvious that the man with the mole was the leader. Seeing the man lagging behind, one of them turned around, "Hurry up, don't think too much, these are savages from the Eastern Continent, not our people."
The man seemed to be persuaded, and finally followed.
Beihai, Wucheng.
Zhichun opened the stone model and revealed the weapon he had just refined.
The sun shone on the three-foot knife, reflecting a dazzling light.
"This...was made with what?" Everyone was surprised.
The uproar caused by the breakthrough of a ninth-level peak fighter finally calmed down after the appearance of this knife.
Zhichun didn't answer the question, but pointed in the direction of Mucheng with a knife, "Take out your weapons and see whose weapon is sharper and harder!"
Mucheng didn't waste any time, after a brief discussion, someone brought out a bone knife.
Whether the weapon is good is not only the self-introduction of the refiner, but also the on-the-spot test.
Luo Jueming's slave brought the trial items, two pieces of meat, two bones, two pieces of wood, and two stones.
Zhichun smiled disdainfully, counted the knives continuously, and cut all the first three trial items into several pieces.
Mucheng's bone knife was also good, and the two finally stood in front of two stones.
Yuan Zhan tilted his head, "Who do you think will win?"
Yan Mo, who was full in disguise, was a little lazy, "Each has its own characteristics, but the bone knife is at most seven levels, and the sharpness is not bad, but the hardness is probably not as good as that of the metal knife. You said that the Dingyue people refine weapons without fire and medicine?"
"No."
Yan Mo pointed at each other, "It seems that their ability to control metal is very strong, and they can fuse metal. No wonder they are so confident."
"Me too."
"Yeah, the rocks have been split, shall we cut them in half next?"
Yuan Zhan pulled his face down, pulled him, and said emphatically, "I can do it too!"
Yan Mo replied perfunctorily: "I know you can change the composition of various soils, hey! What are you doing!"
A ball of fire burst out from Yuan Zhan's left hand, the flame was so hot that Yan Mo almost jumped three feet away.
Yuan Zhan put away the flame and held Yan Mo, "I have been able to refine the porcelain knife you mentioned, which is very hard and sharp."
Yan Mo was not perfunctory now, and his gaze shifted from the center of the field to the other party, "How about Bi Mo?"
Yuan Zhan was silent for a while, "It is better than ordinary bone knives. But I will be able to refine better weapons in the future. I have thought that I can add various ingredients from the clay to the bones, or add bones to the clay." middle… "
"Wait!" Yan Mo's eyes lit up, and he straightened up. He felt that something had been lit up by Yuan Zhan. He desperately grasped the inspiration and made various speculations and combinations in his mind.
Bones, dirt, drugs, metals…
Yan Mo clenched his hands slowly, and suddenly approached Yuan Zhan excitedly, "You said you got the metal composition ratio of that Dingyue man's refining weapon?"
"Ok."
"Baby, you are amazing! I used to think that your brain capacity in technical research is less than one-tenth of your muscle mass, but now I find that I was wrong." Yan Mo seemed to be glowing, Looking at Yuan Zhan's gaze is a love and appreciation that has never been seen before.
Yuan Zhan: ... If you look at me like this again, I will push you down!
"Oh! Gods above, you have given me the greatest inspiration! It's nothing if you don't let me learn the bone refining technique above level ten," Yan Mo gritted his teeth. .
The high priest Mo grabbed his lover's hand, and his hairs stood on end with excitement, "I can definitely create a new method of refining utensils. Do you think it is feasible to add bones and metals? They are essentially soil, but they can be fused together." together, right?"
Yuan Zhan was about to nod, when Yan Mo suddenly said again: "No, no, I was wrong, the bones in this world have a special energy circulation route, I can use bones as the main and metal as the supplement, or vice versa , in short, it is not to smash and re-integrate them, but to follow their respective characteristics and look for phases and attributes. Although gold is a kind of energy, their respective attributes are different, just like there are many types of trees, and there are many types of flames in fire Same. Do you understand?"
Yuan Zhan raised his hand and pinched the priest's face, "What do you need me to do?"
"I need you to help me control the metal in the future."
That is to say, in the future, I will not be locked out if I refine the bone tools silently? In Yuan Zhan's mind, the bright prospect of two people in the same room, one refining metal and the other concocting bones, looking up and smiling at each other from time to time, and occasionally embracing and gnawing, came to Yuan Zhan's mind.
At this moment, Yan Mo's mind was wide open, and he just wanted to end the party immediately, and quickly find a place to test whether his idea is feasible.
Although the two thought differently, they looked at each other so affectionately? For a moment, everything in the outside world disappeared from their eyes. Er Meng accidentally looked back and saw the strange look of the two holding hands. He felt like being struck by lightning and got goosebumps from the thunder.
Of course, many people present saw this scene. People who thought this pair of leader and priest were not normal before felt so even more now.
No matter how Snake Eye sees Yan Mo, he doesn't like it. He has always felt that Yan Mo's aging and shrinking must be due to absorbing a lot of energy from Yuan Zhan, and compared to Yan Mo, he can have an earth warrior who is truly loved by the God of the Earth. The leader, but he can only assist a half-old trash who is selfish, short-sighted, and whose combat power is accumulated by the temple. This psychological difference makes him even more aggrieved.
Ramona, who knew the close relationship between the two, sighed. She didn't know how to intervene between the two. No, it should be said that she didn't know how to get Yuan Zhan, a lucky man, to help her. She felt like she was in the desert The wandering merchant who lost his way in the middle of the world clearly saw the clear water source, but it was like a joke of the gods. He only let her see it, but no matter how close she was, she couldn't really touch the water source.
Cough, Zhichun was angry, because he found that even if he used his metal knife to cut off the bone knife in the hands of Mucheng warriors, not many people looked at him, and everyone was looking at the two Jiuyuan people!
Zhichun glared at Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo angrily, but saw that the two of them were leaning head to head and started talking in a low voice, as if they had forgotten where this place was and what they were doing now.
Two men, a leader and a priest, are so sticky in the public! Simply, simply shameless!
Luo Jue glanced at the two absentees expressionlessly, and announced that he had won the Ding Yue competition, and that he could choose whether to compete in witchcraft or force in the end. At the same time, it is announced that everyone can rest for a while.
As soon as they heard about the rest time, Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo were more devoted to the question of whether the new refining method of bone and metal was feasible, and other forces also began to swim and connect.
After seeing several people of the same status, the Lord of Tucheng came back and said to his daughter: "Miaoxiang, the Lord of Kongcheng wants you, and I will send you tonight. Take good care of it and try to stay by his side. The owner of Kongcheng doesn't have many children, and even fewer have the blood of the gods. You'd better give him a child with the blood of the gods within a year, and then... "
Miao Xiang's complexion changed drastically, the seat in the empty city was not far from them, and her father actually asked her to marry that middle-aged man with a face like a skeleton? No, this is not a formal marriage, but sending her over to the other party for enjoyment just like sending a slave girl.
Why do you always treat her like this? It was the same for Jiuyuan before, and it is the same for Kongcheng this time! How is she different from her other sisters? Why can the previous princesses marry the prince of the upper city as a princess, but she can only dedicate herself like a lowly slave girl
The Lord of Tucheng saw his daughter's complexion was bad, but he didn't have the patience and leisure to comfort her. He was too busy consolidating Tucheng's power and getting a few more helpers for himself. Besides, what do children do when they are born? If it didn't work, what was he doing with them
He not only instructed Miao Xiang in this way, but he also arranged for the remaining daughters. Because of her bloodline ability, Miao Xiang was the best treated among the girls, and the youngest one, who was only twelve years old, was given to him directly. A ninth-level peak fighter who likes young girls, only to help the other party secretly after they reach the tenth level.
In view of the success of the wooden city exchange earlier, there will be a lot more people coming to Yan Mo during this break.
But this is not the peak, there are only three or five people, Yan Mo thought, the real peak should be tonight, most of the soldiers who have scruples in their hearts will come to him alone at night behind their backs.
Because of these recruited fighters, Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan temporarily stopped discussing.
"Goddess of the night, my lord, the little priest of Jiuyuan, I have a question that I hope you can answer truthfully." An unkind voice sounded.
Yan Mo looked up at the person coming.
It was a soldier wearing a leather armor. Although it was late autumn, the temperature in the desert was still very high during the day. This leather armor was definitely not very comfortable to wear, but the soldier seemed to like and appreciate it very much. Even though his head was sweating from the heat, he didn't take off any of his leather armor.
"Tell me." The other party's attitude was rude, and Yan Mo replied casually.
The leather armored warrior's face darkened. He wanted to break through to a tenth-level warrior, but that didn't mean he would respect a priest from a new savage tribe, especially when he was still so young.
"If you help us break through, will you play tricks on us, such as if someone inadvertently does something bad to you in the future..."
"You mean if you break your oath and betray me, will you be punished, right?" Yan Mo interrupted the other party rudely, "You make a soul oath, and you will be punished by the gods for betraying me and Jiuyuan, or You don't take your battle spirit seriously? Or do you think the gods can be bullied?"
"I didn't say that! I was just asking you..."
"Did you tamper with you when you broke through? Heh, since you swear by your battle spirit, why are you afraid of my tampering?"
"You really did it?" the wallet soldier raised his voice.
"Fart!" The boy's honest and honest face suddenly stiffened, "You make an oath, and naturally the laws of heaven and earth established by the gods will stare at you. Why should I do anything unnecessary?"
"Can you swear you can't do tricks?"
"Swear? Why should I swear? If you don't believe me, you don't have to come to me. It's the same for other people!" The young man said angrily, "Who are you? Which city are you from? Why did you come here to insult me? Anyone Priests can't stand being insulted by such conjectures! Ah Zhan, beat him up!"
So Yuan Zhan happily beat him up...
The priest's behavior is a bit naive, but who makes people look like a child
High Priest Mo has always been able to use it desperately. Some things are suitable for the elderly, and some things are only suitable for children. Why not use him with such a good appearance