The sun is shining in the morning and the earth wakes up.
Inside and outside the dense fog castle are messy and bleak after the war. Broken flags, broken weapons, and separated bodies. The defeated captive was shaken and desperate.
The noble camp was empty, the tent was rotten, and the wood was ashes. The left-behind personnel turned into undead, a small part of them were killed by Zhou Qingfeng, and most of them were still wandering around, spreading outward.
The camp is full of low-lying craters like craters. Each pit is at least ten meters in diameter, and some even dozens of meters in diameter. There was a light rain in the morning, and water accumulated in the bottom of the pit.
A red dragon fell by the bottom of the pit, and the corpse was still intact. Irene and Arcie directed the soul slaves to decompose them, including dragon blood, dragon marrow, dragon bone, borneol, dragon skin, dragon flesh, dragon heart, and dragon soul.
The dragon is similar to the pig, and is full of treasures. Even dragon dung is useful.
Can not be wasted.
Seven little fairies strayed around, leading the soldiers of the dense fog fortress to hunt down the undead, lest these undead creatures cause greater harm. Xili and Sophia were busy making arrangements, and the command team figured out the results of last night's battle.
Everyone was busy, only Zhou Qingfeng was sitting on a rock, staring blankly at the potholes. Last night, he soared all the way to level 20, and there were also a group of maids of level 19, all of them were legends.
This strength can basically go sideways in the main material world.
Brackets—provided that you don’t encounter a thirty-level demigod. Faerun has too many demigods. Among the multiple planes, the twentieth level has just started, as if taking steps to leave the novice village.
Entering the twentieth level, Zhou Qingfeng can freely use his enormous power of faith. Hundreds of ninth-level arcane bombardments last night exhausted the power of faith he had gathered for a long time.
The puppet controlled by Cyric was only at level 20, and it was not surprisingly killed. The red dragon Alatis was about to escape, and he fell to the ground after a thunderstorm.
"Victor, you don’t need to worry in the future. Cyric won’t come to trouble you. The gods thought that the mad “Dark Sun” could not perform their duties. The god Io took the initiative and sealed it in The Kingdom of God's'High Throne' for a thousand years."
Last night's'Inisa' stood by the big rock, her starry eyes flickered, showing great interest in the king of the north. Zhou Qingfeng looked back at the semi-sacred person who had descended from the kingdom of God, and let out a long helpless sigh, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"I am Yin Hong."
The goddess of strategy "Yin Hong", also known as the "Red Knight", regards the god of war Tempus as a father. She became a god for a short time, with a weak divine power, worse than a weak divine power.
This is entirely because Faerun's overall education level is too low, and few people can organize a brain-consuming strategy. The fundamentals are too weak, and the strength of'Yinhong' will always bottom out.
Zhou Qingfeng popularized education in Cold Wind City, engaged in a planned economy, and emphasized discipline and organization. All this is in full compliance with the doctrine of'Yin Hong'.
but... ..
"Where is Enissa?"
"She left."
'Yin Hong' stared at Zhou Qingfeng with a proud smile, "Your confrontation with Cyric is very interesting. The gods of the Pantheon asked me to come and help you. Now that my mission is completed, I have to say goodbye to you. "
The Red Knight stepped back slowly, his figure faded.
"Wait." Zhou Qingfeng stood up from the stone and grabbed Yin Hong's hand, "Can you return Enisa to me? She is just a poor girl. You are a god, let her come back, can you? "
Level 20, I can't read the file. Don't talk about reading files, archives can't be saved.
The 20th power of 2 is more than one million, and multiplied by 10 will break 100 million.
Zhou Qingfeng won the victory but completely lost, and can only ask the goddess.
"Yin Hong" looked down at his grasped wrist and said tactfully: "Victor Hugo, do you know what this action means? In fact, I admire you very much, but I just lack a loyal partner."
'Yin Hong' grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's wrist with a backhand. She whispered with a crimson face: "You want Enissa, I am Enissa. As long as you follow me, I will be yours..."
The 30th-level semi-sacred person, with a light touch on his hand, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't stabilize his body and was about to be pulled into his arms.
But at this moment...
Zhou Qingfeng stretched out several arms behind his back, either white and tender, or black and shiny, or smooth, or gorgeous.... These arms quickly grabbed his shoulders, and drove him back with a cold grunt of unpleasantness.
'Yin Hong' is only the lowest weak divine power, not an opponent of any goddess at all. Realizing that she could not take Zhou Qingfeng away, she was disappointed but not reconciled, "Can I join you? I only want what I need."
Zhou Qingfeng didn't answer behind him, so he acquiesced. After all, many goddesses have different priesthoods, and well water does not offend river water.
After getting permission,'Yin Hong' smiled again. She let go of Zhou Qingfeng's wrist and blinked slyly, "Victor, I will come again. If you want Enisa, you have to meet my requirements."
After'Yin Hong' finished speaking, he jumped directly back and entered the plane channel to return to the Kingdom of God's'Warrior's Sleep'. She just left slowly, just waiting for the silly boy to put on the set.
As soon as the goddess left, Zhou Qingfeng felt miserable. This is completely treating him as a walking humanoid ***, too humiliating, too dignified. It has always been a female upper and male lower style, and there is no initiative at all.
But the next second'Yin Hong' jumped back, smiling and reminding: "The goddess of love Sune was also helping you last night. She was squeezing people, you have to be careful.
In addition, there are Tamora, the goddess of luck, Changti, the goddess of the earth, and Lierla, the goddess of joy. Hmm..., even I sympathize with you a little bit. You'd better arrange a date and let everyone take turns.
By the way, Talona, the mother of the plague, has recently split the priesthood. The independent new miracle seems to condense the two clergy of'medical' and'rescue', and she is likely to come to you too. Because only you can help her. "
"Yin Hong" sighed as he finished speaking, "The competition is too fierce. Victor, if you want to meet Enisa, you have to prioritize my date. You must turn me around once every half month."
In the last sentence,'Yin Hong' said aggressively, confidently, and frankly. After talking, leave immediately, don't give the stupid boy a chance to refuse.
Uncle Zhou is more than miserable now, he just fell into the bitter water and soaked it-Lao Tzu's kidney, you have to take care, the revolutionary work needs you.
The King of the Northland was sad, but was surrounded by hordes of congratulations.
The nobles of the Northland are completely finished. One hundred thousand square kilometers, two to three million people, tens of millions of acres of arable land, countless mountains and wilderness, and these will belong to His Excellency Victor Hugo from now on.
No, with such a powerful force, a duchy can be established, and he is honored as Your Majesty. His Majesty Hugo is still a legendary powerhouse, and he should be given a beautiful and beautiful title.
One person wins the way, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven. This is inevitably a process in which the upstart replaces the old, countless wealth will be transferred, countless powers will be re-adjusted, and the destiny of countless people will change as a result.
The wider the news spread, the more people gathered around Zhou Qingfeng. Everyone wants to take advantage of the opportunity to make a good impression, find a lack of fat, and change positions.
Put in a gold coin now and you will be able to reap endlessly in the future!