Daomen Invasion

Xiahe stood by the window, and downstairs was a quiet street, with dense trees that covered the sun. This is the site of the Adventurer's Union, with mercenaries in leather armour patrolling.

He was thinking, would he stay for one day and leave? Still here to be an adventurer for a while.

There is no aristocratic force in the Iron Wall City, which is controlled by the Adventurer Union, the Temple and the Magic Council. It is impossible to live in the green forest continent without touching these three parties.

If you can get acquainted first, if you go directly to Florence, you have no real experience, and your eyes are black. It's not bad to get some reputation first. Here in the Iron Wall City, there are so many adventurers and low grades.

At least, you should first familiarize yourself with the behavior style of the Magic Council and the Adventurer Union.

Such things cannot be learned in the book.

Xiahe's gaze looked into the distance. Although he was obscured by tall buildings, he still felt the magic tower. There are more than thirty magic towers in the north of the city, where there is a legendary mage sitting in the magic council.

What a terrible power ...

"Freya, you go out for half an hour."

"Master Asra, can it be done in half an hour?" Freya's face was all innocent, and Xiahe couldn't help crying, waving away the **** with the broken setting.

Freya wrinkled her nose and quietly walked out of the living room door and came into the hallway.

At the corner of the stairs, a girl came up, wearing a moon-white priest robe, 16 or 7 years old. The girl's body exuded the power of nothingness. When she entered the hotel, Freya felt it.

If she can eat her, her divine power can increase a lot, but unfortunately, this is not the place of death ...

Freya smiled to the girl priest. The girl priest also smiled, feeling a little weird in her heart, and could not explain the reason. The two passed by, the girl priest turned back, and Freya's figure had disappeared from the stairs. She only saw the raised corner of the black cloak, under the shadow, there was a trace of bright red flowing.

The girl priest shook his head and came to Xiahe's door, raising his hand to knock.

"Come in, the door is unlocked." Xiahe's voice was heard inside, and the girl's hand stopped embarrassingly. So sensitive magician!

She pushed the door open with both hands, crossed the threshold, and saw a young magician sitting on the chair in the middle of the living room, holding a cane in one hand, and gazing at her.

He is really young, maybe not even twenty years old?

Magic robe is very gorgeous, like a silk-like fabric, but has a thick sense of Warcraft leather. Both the collar and the cuffs have unique badges, which should be from the noble lineage of the Arcane Empire. There is a magic seal stone on the cane he is holding. The power in the seal stone disturbed the girl priest.

If the magician attacks ...

No, no, why do you have such a ridiculous idea?

The girl priest gave a little salute and said, "I'm disturbed, Mr. Master."

Xiahe is also carefully looking at the girl priest. She is only 16 or 7 years old, and the greenness on her face is very obvious. The facial features look very ordinary, but Xiahe knows that it is the protective effect produced by her body after the divine magic is stabilized.

"I'm Asra? Xia, which spokesperson do you exist in the world?" Xia He's tone, there is no respect at all.

The girl priest did not feel offended by Xiahe. She said calmly: "My name is Irene, and Chen Xi is my faith."

Xiahe's expression seemed a little more vivid. He smiled naturally, pointing to the chair next to him and said, "Did you come to me because you can't hire a better magician?"

The girl priest was flushed, and she almost thought that Xiahe was an omnipotent god.

"Your Excellency ..."

"Ai Lin, you can call my name directly." Xiahe's consciousness swept through the new space in the Dragon and Tiger Dao and found that he had nothing to entertain the pastor at all. Necromancer does not drink tea or eat fruit.

Xiahe simply took a celadon cup and poured it out to Irene.

"Please forgive my offense." Irene tried to organize the language, but found that no matter how she asked, she would eventually fall on Asla's sentence-she really can't invite other magicians. .

Because she has no money, and this task has to be completed as soon as possible, she can't wait.

Xiahe is laughing. What else can make a god-level believer shy to speak? She must be short of money! But he smiled and smiled, and there was a feeling that he couldn't laugh.

Only came to the Iron Wall City by himself. The **** was still sitting warm, so the priest came to the door. Why doesn't it sound reliable?

Is he concerned by the gods? This **** rhythm!

"I hope I can hire the Master, but I can't even pay the deposit." Irene summoned the courage and told the truth.

"Don't you even have a gold coin?" Xiahe asked with a frown.

"One gold coin still exists ..." Irene's face turned red again. She asked several mages. The deposit was more than ten gold coins. The employment price was more than fifty gold coins. Xiahe said a gold coin must be joking with her.

"Well, my deposit is a morning dawn gold coin, as long as you can afford it." Xiahe had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and decided to take risks and contact the believer of the morning dawn master.

This thing is terrifying, but no wonder Xiahe is sensitive.

Chenxi gold coin is an item given to believers by the master of the morning sun, with a constant blessing on it. The Chenxi gold coin does not have much power, this thing only represents the love and recognition of the gods to the believers. Although it is said that the magician wears it on his body, it will somewhat improve the effect, but the wizard of the arcane empire does not believe in any gods.

Irene also knew this, so she looked weird. She has some gold coins in the morning, and she is not reluctant to take them out.

"My Freya walks in the dark and needs the protection of light." Xia He looked sincerely at Eileen's eyes. Irene has iron gray eyes and always looks firm and pure in faith.

Freya?

Eileen remembered the girl in the black cloak in the corridor, walking in the dark, she was an assassin!

No wonder I feel a little uncomfortable. When I pass by, I feel like I am missing something. If she shot herself at that time, would she die?

"If you like." Xiahe held his cane in both hands, and he was determined.

Xiahe made a temporary intention and wanted a morning gold coin. This thing cannot be robbed, and it is useless to rob it. As for trading? How can believers who can get the morning gold coins be willing to sell God's favor.

"Okay, but ..." Elin panicked a gold coin from her pocket and held it in her hand.

"Chenxi is hope, he will forgive everything." Xia He smiled and gently touched this Chenxi gold coin with two fingers. Irene felt light in her hand, and inexplicably relaxed in her heart.

Longing for light in the dark, Freya should be a person worth redemption?

If God knew that he gave her gold coins, he should not blame.

"Ai Lin, what trouble are you having?" Xia He put away the morning gold coins, and Yan Yuese was authentic.

After sending out the dawn gold coins, the girl priest had a much clearer mind, and she also looked at Xiahe seriously, saying: "I need to go to a newly discovered ruins expedition. There is a caster missing from the team.

"Wait a minute, Irene, please start at the beginning." Of course Xiahe refused to miss the opportunity. This is the priest of the Lord of Dawn, the level should be less than level 10. Senior pastor, he dare not touch it yet.

Irene was obviously hesitant, Xiahe saw her expression, and she slowly released a layer of magical light.

"Swear in the name of magic, Irene, I will keep this secret for you."

When Irene remembered that Xiahe was relatively cold when she met, I heard that she was a believer in the Lord of Dawn, and that was why she had a passion for communication. This magician should have a good opinion of Chen Xi.

"A year ago, I got the oracle."

Aline's words made Xiahe's heart twitch. what does she say? oracle?

If this is a lord of the gods, are you playing with fire when you gather up?

If you play Tao Palace, the worst will be retribution after ten years. UU reading www.uukanshu.com playing with the priest favored by the Lord of Dawn, lowered the penalty in minutes!

Will you go to the shrine tomorrow to give some sacrifices and feel good about it?

Xiahe's palm holding his walking stick was sweating a little, and Irene continued: "God predicted the disaster and pointed me in a vague direction."

"Disaster?" Xiahe's voice was hoarse.

"The disaster that has swept the world has come. The kingdom of God is burning in the flames of war, and the glory is about to disappear."

"Specific?"

"Maybe I am not religious enough." Irene sighed. The second half of the oracle was not clear. She was guided, but she didn't know what the disaster was. She can only prepare for the guardian spirit.

"Oh." Xiahe looked disappointed, but a thunder burst in his heart.

In his opinion, Daomen invasion is the biggest disaster. Because the gods cultivated by the Taoist gates will grow into the heavenly emperor. The heavenly emperor encloses a large number of gods, in charge of mountains and rivers, urban wilderness, and does not let an inch of land pass. Whether it is for the believers of the gods or the unbelievers of the arcane empire, this is a complete disaster.

The Lord of Morning Dawn is a powerful god. According to the saying of this world, it is one of the twelve Lord Gods, with supreme divine power. The Pope who is the Lord of Dawn is a demigod.

Is not normal, he is just a first-class Taoist, equivalent to a magician of level 5, how can it cause the attention of such a powerful god?

"Is there any information? Even if you don't know. Irene, this is also related to the arcane empire." Xiahe said seriously.

"It's a word I don't understand."

"What word?" Xiahe prayed in his heart, don't be a Taoist palace, don't be a Taoist palace.

"Bessain." Irene spit out a vague word in her throat.