At this moment, in an area filled with blood and smoke, a group of survivors had just finished a resistance battle.
"As expected, it's the cannon sold by Mr. Colin. It's really powerful!"
One of the survivors smiled and used massive artillery fire to instantly repel the invading fallen race with almost no losses on his side.
Moreover, the price of each shell is extremely low, so even they can afford it to some extent.
In addition, the fallen race likes to use human wave tactics, and if they rush in in droves, the explosion will be very exciting.
"Although it's useful, you have to use it sparingly, otherwise it won't last until next week. But then again, this exoskeleton power armor is not bad... After I put it on, I can fight against the second-stage special talents."
The survivor quickly picked up the spoils on the ground and sold them directly, trying to exchange them for as much military supplies as possible while the "system" was still open.
After all, if the fallen race came every day, their artillery and explosives could only last for half a week at most. After half a week, they could only fight in close combat, retreat behind the city walls, and fight a painful defensive battle.
The most uncomfortable thing is that it is very difficult for them to pick up the spoils.
Those fallen races would intentionally drag the corpses away and not let them pick them up, and then continue to consume them, making it extremely easy for people to die.
But fortunately, with artillery, they can finally come out to pick up things.
"By the way, I heard that the boss stole a special characteristic and soon became a Beyonder?"
"It seems like he has been praying for the whole afternoon, but he doesn't know when he will succeed..."
As he spoke, the sky suddenly darkened and night arrived.
He looked back at the building in the middle of the territory.
In the spacious hall of that building, the lights were turned up to maximum.
The master of the territory is holding a promotion ceremony.
On a clean and tidy table, there are two oil lamps. In the middle of the oil lamps is a very thin piece of gold foil iron sheet, under which is a sheepskin scroll...
This thing is the qualification certificate he bought from the trading market, and it is also the core material of the ceremony.
According to Colin, all you need to do is turn on the lights in a room, place a table, put two candles or oil lamps on it, put an iron sheet in the middle, and pad it with sheepskin rolls...
Then just perform the ritual prayer.
As long as you are well prepared, pray continuously and chant his name around dark, you can become a "light seeker".
Of course, if you don’t have candles, oil lamps or the like, you can use lanterns as a substitute.
But this is not a big problem, many people sell these on the trading channel...
It's night time now...
When the lord felt that it was getting dark, he immediately stood in front of the table, pretended to pray, and recited a prayer.
"The great master standing above billions of glories..."
"You are the dawn that all the weak long for..."
"You are the God above Gods who brings hope..."
"I will pray..."
As he recited the words, he vaguely felt a hazy, pale golden light emerging in his mind.
He looked towards the table and saw the flame in the oil dish flickering as if blown by a strong wind, but it was obvious that there was no wind in the room.