The explosion of Banshee Fort not only shook the entire wealthy class, but also shook a larger number of civilians. After all, the noble master will not come to clean up the ruins of the streets that have been bombed into deep pits.
Friedman was originally embarrassed by the war, but he used this explosion to integrate people's hearts, financial resources and authority. He didn't care about the ruins of the explosion, and only publicized that this was definitely not an invasion by evil demons, but just destruction by the enemy.
On the second day of the explosion, a coolie team was transferred to the blasthole. They are responsible for backfilling huge potholes so as not to be unsightly.
Everyone who came to the blasthole would be horrified by the destructive power it showed. It even soon became a scenic spot in the city. Regardless of men, women, children, nobles and beggars, they all came to take a look and receive a spiritually shocking education.
This also includes Powell and Johnson.
The two people thought of a genius idea, using the corpse collector's carriage to cross the blockade of the Butcher family and go to Coldwind City to buy and smuggle. They saw kobolds repairing the fort on the way there, and when they came back they found that the blockade was automatically lifted.
But the two were not happy for long. When they returned to Banshee Castle, they were caught by Baron Bishop's men with goods. It is not uncommon to transport goods in a corpse collector's carriage. The success rate is half and half, depending on luck.
The two were not lucky, and went to jail when they entered the city. They were still thinking about making a fortune a second, and they were jailed the next second, but they did not wait for too much regret and fear...
With a bang, the blasted wall of the tribunal's prison cell collapsed. The jailers in the prison are either dead or wounded, and those who are alive are also madly escaping for their lives.
The cell in which the prisoners were held collapsed in the explosion, and some prisoners were crushed under the mound. Powell and Johnson escaped, and instead ran out of prison by themselves.
The two of them lost their money in this trade, and they have to worry about being wanted. But they soon learned that Baron Bishop, who had arrested him, was killed by the bombing, and naturally no one was concerned about the wanted issue.
"I don't know who did it?" Johnson is an illusionist, and the moment he gets caught, he can only catch it with his hands. After escaping, he wanted to come back and take a look at the scene of the explosion.
"Except for the monsters in the Black Forest, who else can it be?" Dudu flew back and forth over the pit, and fell into the bottom of the pit and walked a few steps.
The huge pit with a diameter of more than 30 meters is indeed shocking, and the residents of the city have the courage to walk into the pit, look up and feel the strange angle of the sky at the bottom of the pit, and imagine the power of the explosion.
But more people just dared to stand by the side of the pit and watch, scanning the rubble surrounding the explosion point that was blasted into white ground. The wooden houses were basically destroyed, and many stone buildings were left with charred pillars. The remains of the victims were occasionally found between the broken walls.
This power is completely incomprehensible and can only be attributed to miracles.
The dignitaries curse that this is a sin committed by Victor Hugo and tries to demonize it.
But in the face of absolute power, ordinary people feel that His Excellency Hugo is incredibly powerful. As for the fact that the Lord of the North is an evil, it doesn't matter at all, it can't be beaten anyway.
Next to the blast, a sheriff held a wooden microphone and yelled:
"Look, this is what Victor Hugo, the Cannibal King, did. He is approaching from the north, trying to destroy our city, plunder our property, and bully our wife and daughter.
This big demon is so evil that it is hard to describe. He colluded with many evil people, used the power of taboo, and brought in an army of terror.
If we let the devil come, we will lose everything. If you want to live, you can only resist. Please donate enthusiastically to contribute to the war that is about to begin. "
The sheriff stood on the mound and shouted, his hand holding a tray to look forward to the strange people to raise money for the war.
The ladies and gentlemen of the noble class were willing to unburden their money, and some small civil servants barely lost a lot of money. However, the bottom of the city dodged one after another, and refused to dig out a copper plate.
The sheriff did not expect to squeeze oil and water from these poor ghosts.
The tray came to Powell and Johnson, and both of them slapped their pockets to show that they were penniless. They were really poor, all the goods were confiscated, they didn't make a penny, and they were also full of debts.
"What should I do now?" Johnson asked.
Powell shook his head. He glared at Johnson, frustrated. Had it not been for this guy to brag behind his back, he would not have been pushed to smuggle a second time by the rich and powerful in the city. But the way of smuggling the corpse collector was his own choice.
The two tossed back and forth, the more tossed, the poorer. What's worse is that the war is really coming, and they don't even have to pay to escape. God knows what to do next
Without time, Johnson could only go back to the Wizarding Tower in the city to find someone to borrow some money. He is a spellcaster anyway, although he owes a lot of money, it is easier to make money.
Powell is a spy, he wants to go but can't. But the Buche family is mobilizing and preparing for war and recruiting people aggressively. He tried a way to get a position in the Banshee Fort security team, and it was settled down.
On the other side, Zhou Qingfeng knew it at the moment of the explosion. It was not that he was well informed, but that everything in front of him turned into static black and white.
Phew... Is that god appeared again
When Zhou Qingfeng thought it would not be too big, he heard a sharp female voice reprimanding, "Victor Hugo, do you know what you did?"
The voice carries the identity of the goddess, the mysterious lady, the current magic goddess'Midnight'.
"Honorable Mother of Magic, you seem to be very angry?"
"Humble mortal, you are becoming more and more disrespectful to me. I am a powerful existence, the incarnation of the magic net. I have been supporting you, but you are hurting me."
'Midnight' stood behind Zhou Qingfeng, angrily, but listening to the voice should still be negotiable. Zhou Qingfeng could only stretch his hands, "My Goddess, what did I do to hurt you?"
"You make those things that explode, and the power exceeds the limit that the ninth-level magic net can withstand. I really did not expect that you, a bastard, are not high-level, and you have such a powerful force.
If you continue to toss around like this, sooner or later it will be another Karsus. I must do some preventive work. "
Karsus was a great arcanist in the time of Netheril. His fame was to invent the "shenzhen art", and as a result, the first generation of magic goddess was destroyed.
It sounds dangerous.
Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help but check the amount of his coupons, and then asked a little relieved: "What is your preventive work? It shouldn't be here to kill me. Otherwise, I won't be talking nonsense for a long time."
The tone of'midnight' changed in an instant, Zhou Qingfeng felt an indescribable gentle body sticking behind him, and wrapped his arms around him.
Wait..., there is a bad feeling.
"His Majesty, you are..."
"I have been repairing the magic net damaged in the'turbulent years', and I appreciate your talents. But the explosives you made bring tremendous destructive power and create a dead magic area. You said how should I punish? you?"
Zhou Qingfeng felt that his mind was a little unclear, and'Midnight' stuck behind him, bringing the feeling of eroding the bones and souls. Under the influence of the huge charm, his whole body became soft, only one place was...
"Your Majesty, I have always respected you very much. If you have something to say..." Zhou Qingfeng is very scared. If he upgrades again, the number of coupons is really not enough.
"I don't allow you to conduct extra-order magic experiments."'Midnight' whispered.
"no problem."
Just don't let me upgrade.
"I don't allow you to destroy the magic net again."'Midnight' continued to whisper, "Don't hurt me again."
The words sounded like lines from a three shed love drama. But...
"no problem."
Just don't upgrade.
"Also, I want to build a closer relationship with you."
What do you mean? The bad sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger.
"You play with Woking very openly. Do you like her that much?"
"No no no, I was forced."
"Working is only weak and supernatural power, but I am different."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, your majesty, you are a powerful divine power. You are the incarnation of the magic net, who can compare to you?"
"Close your eyes."
"why?"
"Lest you see my face."
"Wait... discuss it again."
"This is a punishment for you."
"No."
A piece of extreme darkness enveloped Zhou Qingfeng's vision, and he couldn't see anything. But he knew that he was surrounded by the endless magical starry sky, blending in water and milk-after a long time, waiting for him to get up again with a sore back...
Damn it, the powerful supernatural power is amazing, and I was promoted to three levels in a row!
I'm not alive!
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