"Casley... I remember!"
Of course, Leylin is not someone who just takes beatings and doesn't fight back. He will retaliate tenfold and a hundredfold for everything the other party has given him now.
In a war, anything can happen, can't it
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Amidst the howling cold wind, a small team slowly drove out of the gate of Silvermoon City, and there was a tragic atmosphere in the team.
Although he knows that the future is extremely dangerous, he cannot escape because of orders. This is also the tragedy of entering the army.
"Rafiniya! In the Forest of Darkness, due to the large number of trees and thorns blocking it, the knight cannot cooperate with his mount..."
Oran is still introducing some precautions to Rafiniya.
"Don't worry! My martial arts are not bad, I don't need the cooperation of the horse..." Rafiniya patted his black sharkskin scabbard, with a trace of relief on his face.
Although for many high-level knights, mounts often represent half of their strength, but Rafiniya is different.
With her previous experience, she has consciously exercised her ability in this area long ago, and she can still maintain most of her level after losing her mount.
It is in stark contrast to those who can only become heavily armored warriors once they lose their horses.
"That's good... I'll introduce you to the main players in our team!"
Olan said happily, and at the same time introduced other people in the team to Rafiniya.
"Army mage—Leylin, you must have known him a long time ago. Next up is our scout captain, the thief Lanxier!"
Oran pointed to a slender figure wearing a tight leather jacket with half of his face covered.
"And the warrior leader brothers on both sides: Ogg, Odo!"
As the attacking force in the team, the two brothers Ogg and Odo have strong muscles, and they carry heavy weapons such as spears, axes and maces on their shoulders.
Behind them were nearly 20 elite fighters, wearing steel armor such as chain mail, and all of them had the strength of third-level fighters or above, which was not bad.
"Hello!" Brothers Ogg and Odo greeted each other with a smile. The expressions on their faces were very simple and honest, which formed a sharp contrast with the madness during the battle.
"And our medical soldier, who is also the beauty in the team—Priest Jin Qian!"
Oran then came to a blond girl.
The other party was wearing a priest's white robe, and sitting on a summoned white horse mount.
"Sister Oran... don't make fun of her, what beauty..." Jin Qian's face was a little blushing, she had long hair like a golden waterfall, and she had a quiet temperament.
"Originally a team had fifty regular troops, but last time we lost more than a dozen brothers in an encounter, we haven't had time to add..."
Oran took Rafiniya to look at his team, and then there was some loss and regret on his face.
When a dangerous mission was about to be carried out, even she would not dare to introduce any new colleagues rashly, let alone the possibility that there might be other spies among them.
"Rafiniya, you are a knight. As usual, there are two retinues and four grooms. You can get an extra salary every month... Just report your name..."
Oran waved his hand very generously.
"I only have four servants. Sister Oran, you can fill it out..." Rafiniya said nonchalantly. With her wealth, she naturally didn't like this army subsidy, but for many other commoner knights. Words are a fortune.
Even, in order to obtain more gold coins, those commoner knights did not hesitate to reduce the size of their retinues and grooms, but received the same subsidy. Special professors are required.
"Okay, let's have two followers and two grooms..."
Olan glanced at Rafiniya meaningfully, but found that the other party didn't seem to respond at all. He couldn't help shaking his head secretly, and even felt ashamed of his inner thoughts.
"Oh! Look... is it a goblin?"
Rafiniya's mind was obviously not here, and she quickly shifted her attention.
On the wilderness, there were scattered green-skinned dwarfs, exactly the same as the goblins Leylin had seen last time, but they were greedily watching the team, but they didn't dare to rush forward, appearing very timid and timid.
"Yes, don't worry, they don't dare to attack the fully armed human army..."
Oran explained, and then speechlessly saw Rafiniya rush out on his horse, and couldn't help but look at Leylin speechlessly, while Leylin shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression.
"Okay... I finally understand why you had such a tangled expression when you introduced Rafiniya to me..."
Oran rode his horse beside Leylin and rolled his eyes.
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Although the knight girl Rafiniya added a lot of entertainment to the journey, but as the distance from An Zhisen got closer, the atmosphere in the team became more dignified.
When night came, more than a dozen tents had been erected in the barracks, piles of bonfires were lit in an orderly manner, and simple dry food for the march was cooked on them.
At this moment, Leylin also opened a can in his hand, and threw the solid fish floss inside into the boiling soup.
"It's fish floss! I often ate this food when I was traveling in the south!" Rafiniya, who was sitting next to Leylin, sniffled.
"Really?" Leylin smiled faintly, but did not point out the fact that he was the master behind this industrial chain.
Due to its location and a mature industrial chain, the Temple of Fortune did not go it alone without the Faolan family, but acquired most of the property rights of the fish floss processing factory in the form of a shareholding.
With the support of the other party's huge wealth and trading network, it only took a few years for the sales of fish floss to spread to the Northland, and even became a supplier of military supplies in Silvermoon City. And a sense of pride.
Although there are some imitation products on the market, they cannot compare with the Temple of Wealth in terms of quantity, scale, or technology, so profits can be maintained for a long time.
These messages are delivered at the same time when receiving family remittances every year.
While improving himself, Leylin did not give up his control over the family and other forces.
If it's just for personal use, then [Legendary] or [High-Level Mage] is enough to roam the land of the gods.
But if the goal is to confer gods, personal strength is far from enough.
The aloof gods cannot do without the support of faith.
"Actually, the rules for conferring gods in the world of the gods are not too strict..."
From Leylin's perspective, of course, we can see a lot of things: "If it is a new priesthood, it is easier to get the support of the world's force. Even as long as there are about a thousand devout believers, it is enough to support a new god. It exists... but the old priesthood is very troublesome, the demand has been expanded by at least ten times, and it is easy to be hostile to other gods with related priesthood fields... "
A light flashed in Leylin's eyes: "Of course, there is still the easiest way to become a god, and that is luck! If you have obtained the crystallization of the godhead and divine power of a fallen god, becoming a god is also very simple... It's just that it's very uncertain whether the gods achieved in this way are the original mortals or the resurrection of the original gods... "
In his heart, Leylin actually looked down on those gods who were lucky enough to become gods.
Comprehension of the power of rules does not happen overnight. Even high-level legendary powerhouses may not be able to fully comprehend the power of rules, let alone ordinary people.
With the strength of a child, to swing the big hammer, Leylin doesn't need to continue to deduce what happens.
Of course, Leylin was different, he had half level 7 experience in his body, and with the help of a chip, if he was given a godhead with weaker divine power, it was still very likely that he would be able to digest and support him.
"It's a pity... the good thing about the gods descending from the sky has long since ended... Gods are immortal, even if they die due to unnatural reasons, the gods and artifacts will often fall into the hands of the gods who killed them, and it is impossible for them to flow out..."
"And, this understanding of different rules will only pollute my path..."
Leylin's face was extremely serious.
His foundation is still a bloodline warlock, or the way of a wizard!
A seventh-level rule wizard needs to fully master the power of one rule, and an eighth-level wizard needs to master the power of multiple rules.
Only by finding one's own path and smelting the power of rules into one existence can one truly advance to the peak of the eighth level and peep into the realm of the ninth level!
Leylin, who had vaguely planned his own path, was not willing to mix other powers of rules into it.
"Unless it happens to be the regular godhead that I need, even if other powerful godheads fall in front of me, they will have no effect on me..."
Leylin heaved a long sigh.
"Hey... what are you thinking about?" His expression naturally aroused the interest of Rafiniya next to him.
"I'm thinking about when this pot of fish soup will be good!"
Leylin shook his head. If he told the knight girl next to him that he was considering how to become a god, the other party might think he was crazy or crazy.
A guy who is not even a level 15 [high-level mage] dares to make false claims about being a god, even those legendary powerhouses may not dare!
"Hmm! It's almost there!" Raffinia took a deep breath. Now she obviously has a little more experience in going out than before, and she even seems to have mastered some cooking skills.
"Sorry to bother you two!"
At this time, Pastor Jin Qian walked over directly, and the hem of the white pastor's robe swept across the lawn on the ground, with a special sense of beauty.
"Captain Oran ordered me to inform you that all officers above the rank of squad leader, all go to the tent in the center..."