Divine Civilization

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The dark witch looked up at the castle standing on the cliff, smiled silently, then retracted his eyes, took out a large mask from his arms and covered his face, and took out a pair of thin cicada-like cortex Gloves were carefully placed on both hands.

When she put on her gloves, she took out a small bag wrapped in deerskin from her arms and took out a large transparent glass bottle from the inside.

The liquid in the glass bottle was weird green, and bubbling with bubbles, it looked extraordinarily weird.

"Little baby, it's up to you this time ~"

The sorceress chuckled a little, gently pinched the glass bottle with three fingers, unplugged the stopper, and poured the weird green liquid into the well.

Suddenly, there was a thin splash of water in the well.

A breeze blew across the well, making a humming noise, and instantly overshadowed the slight splash of water.

By the well, the vigil's old man turned over, muttered something in his mouth, and fell asleep again.

Deep in the Oushui well, the weird green liquid slowly spreads out in the water, and the color becomes more and more pale with the passage of time.

Soon, the well water was restored to clear, as if nothing had happened before.

精神 Perceived the change in the well through spiritual power, the witch's pale face slowly showed a strange smile.

This small bottle of "kiss of death" is a potion she made for the residents of this town. Ordinary people don't get into trouble immediately after drinking the well water that has been fed, but it only takes one or two days before the attack occurs.

她 According to her investigation, this well is one of the important water sources in Gelu Town, and it spreads throughout the town of Gelu through groundwater sources, which is the foundation of the people's life in Gelu Town.

Anyone who lives in the town of Gelou and the castle will inevitably escape. When they find something wrong, everything will be late.

Within a week, this small town will become dead!

A repressive evil pleasure made her whole body tremble.

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与 此 At the same time, the kingdom of light is bright.

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Crispy percussion came from the front of the Shenbingtang, with a unique rhythm.

Shenbingtang, a name that sounds very compelling, is an important temple in the kingdom of God, dedicated to the continuous supply of magic weapons and weapons for war angels.

However, Wu Hui's current Shenbingtang is torn down. There is only one furnace, a broken anvil, a second-level blacksmith and two helpers. Compared with the most glorious period of the Shenbingtang, it is just a heaven and earth, really. It was trembling tight.

Alas, it is not easy to build even this ugly and sacred Shenbingtang.

He was the only blacksmith in God's Kingdom, but he managed to scoop it out of a pile of whiteboard spirits, which was considered good luck.

Wu Hui went to the Shenbingtang and flew in: "Jerome, you just sent someone to report that the first weapon is about to be completed. Let me see."

It is not that Wu Hui is unwilling to pose solemnly and solemnly in front of these gods and peoples, but these gods and people are at least devotees themselves. After being transformed by the Yingling Temple, they are re-implanted and strengthened.

No matter what tone you use to speak to them, they think our Lord is right, and everything that my Lord says and do is right.

After several visits, Wu Hui became too lazy to pose with them.

Shen Bingtang has been producing tools before. He has no interest. He has not been here for two days. However, he is still very concerned about the weapons produced by the Shenbingtang.

Most men will be interested in weapons such as swords, guns, and sticks when they are young. He is no exception, but the stress of life and other trivialities gradually grow younger.

What's more, the production of weapons by Shenbingtang is not for fun.

With good weapons and equipment support, Wu Hui's armed organizations will become stronger and reduce the sacrifices of believers.

Yes, Wu Hui is eager for more gods in the kingdom of God, and it is good to help him rebuild the kingdom of God at an early date, but this does not mean that he wants to see believers fighting in battle.

A strong armed force is the only way for the bright theocratic power to be maintained and to be constantly strengthened.

Hearing Wu Hui's voice, Jerome rushed out to see salute.

吴 In the witness of Wu Hui, he personally worked hard to build a long sword for nearly two days, and after quenching, he presented his hands to Wu Hui.

长 This long sword has a wide body and smooth lines. The cold light on the sword flashes, and there is a faint light in the body. It looks very provocative.

"Jerome, try the sharpness of the sword." Wu Hui ordered.

Jerome took the lead and raised his sword to cut off a metal ingot.

Clang!

As the sparks splattered, the metal ingot was cut into a few centimeters of deep sword marks, and the blade did not appear to have a gap.

"Good sword, good sword." Wu Hui's eyes were bursting with praise, "Jerome, you did a good job."

Wu Hui has personally seen the believers fight, and the quality of weapons and equipment directly affects the outcome.

I believe that if a Templar like Langdon had this kind of sword in hand, even if the opponent was wearing chain mail, he could break the sword and kill the enemy.

"Thanks, thank you my lord for praise." Jerome worshiped deeply and excitedly. "But this is not exactly the merits of the subjects. These collected metal materials are all the materials of the sacred nature of the palace of the kingdom of God. The lack of maintenance under the erosion of these materials is far from what they used to be. But the materials used to create mortal soldiers are much better than the materials of the Nether. "

It turned out so.

Wu Hui understood the reason, and at the same time secretly sighed the glory of the old God of Light at the time. Even some of the building materials used the sacred attributes of the best materials, what a special luxury.

However, it is precisely because of this that Wu Hui was regarded as cheap, and he was considered to have contributed a small wave of heritage to him.

Otherwise, even if Wu Hui wants to build weapons for the believers, he can only rely on the believers to collect the fine iron from the plane of the earth and then sacrifice through the gate of heaven.

It is too wasteful to come back once.

It is a pity that because the kingdom of God is constantly collapsing, there is only a small place left in the whole kingdom of God, and there is not much leftover construction waste.

After the construction waste is used up here, it is Wu Hui's turn to collect materials by himself.

"Jerome." Wu Hui thought for a while and said, "I think it will take you more than a day to build a long sword. What if you make a long gun? Or, just make a long gun head."

Most believers do n’t understand fighting skills. According to UU ’s book www.uukannsu.com, according to the history and novels of hegemony that Wu Hui has read before, ordinary soldiers use lances far better than other weapons.

"My lord, if you only build a gun, a subject can build five a day." Jerome answered honestly.

"Five? Still too few." Wu Hui shook his head and said, "You can create more molds for mass production, and weapons and other things can be given to ordinary gods."

"Respect the will of my Lord." Jerome nodded.

"Also, will plate armor or chain mail do it?" Wu Hui asked again.

"Yes, but it takes at least two or three months to make a set."

"Uh ..." Wu Hui had no hope for the productivity of this world. Of course, he vaguely remembered that there was a way to simplify the chain mail production process, but he thought it for a while and had to say, "Then you should do it first. "

I looked back and thought for a while, then taught Jerome.

After Wu handled the matter, Wu Hui was about to drift away.

But at this moment, several gods were carrying some metal garbage towards the Shenbingtang.

Inadvertently, Wu Hui felt something wrong. These gods walked a little bit and looked weak.

Yes, it is weakness.

Compared with the spirit and spirit of the people of the past two days, their spirit and spirit are now obviously weaker. It's just that they are struggling one by one. If it weren't for their footwork floating up, Wu Hui might not be able to see it.

"God, what is going on with these gods, are you sick?" Wu Hui asked.

"Gods are in a state of hunger and weakness. Please provide food as soon as possible to replenish them, otherwise it will have irreparable consequences."

Sweat!

Hungry?

Wu Hui has been suffocating for a few seconds, but the people of God are still hungry?

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