Daomen Invasion

"Let's go back to the storm corner first." Xiahe is still very cautious. The goddess of doom is not like Freya. No one knows the identity of her god. If the goddess of doom leaves alone from the voodoo forest, she might be killed halfway.

After leaving the temple, she could not protect herself.

"Thank you, Master." The goddess of doom grabbed Xiahe and Freya, stepped into the palace, and then jumped inside the temple of doom.

The goddess of doom threw Xiahe's hand and quickly returned to the seat of the god. With her eyes closed, she began to accumulate divine power. Just after this toss, she has suffered the most, and will fall at any time.

"You help the adults to gather 330 sets of costume warriors, and leave the rest to me." Freya finished speaking to the Goddess of Doom and took Xiahe out of the temple.

Looking back, the black Temple of Doom is more than three hundred meters high. It is a monster.

The building where the boulders accumulate has a surprisingly large area.

"Adult, I don't understand what you are doing toss this circle, and you have lost a lot of wealth," Freya complained a little.

"I will run out of time in the future, and more and more people will follow me. Taking the time to come back to solve the problem this time, you see, I don't have to worry about things in Xianfu anymore."

"Two hundred thousand gold coins." Freya is still in pain.

"Don't you see that the quality of my equipment has improved? If you specialize in these, two million gold coins are considered fractions."

In the port far away, dozens of warships were loading and unloading supplies, ready to set sail, Xiahe knew that it was Lynch's team, fighting the Dragon Island.

There are many strong men in the Dragon Island, but they fight each other. Behind Lynch, there is the support of the empire and the two goddesses.

It was night, and the battleships were transferred all night, which was the frontline.

Xia He looked up at the stars in the sky, and then took the magic clock to compare, the calculation error was only two seconds. The powerful computing power of Yinshen seems to have improved many times, which is a good thing for casting.

"Freya, we have to go back as soon as possible."

"Adult, spend money to accelerate the construction of the teleportation circle in the magic tower, and then we go to Metatelin, but the cost is only 300,000 gold coins, and we can earn a teleportation circle."

"What you said makes sense, then go for it, right, send someone to ask Abigail."

"What name?"

"Lord banquet."

"Adult, we are nobles of the Arcane Empire. A group of people are sent by the emperor to help you manage the storm corner in the city. Is it appropriate for her to go over?"

"It's not appropriate, they came to cooperate with me, I am the lord. The things in the temple must be unified in the storm corner, they must also accept, not accept ..."

"I see, I will send someone over."

"Just tomorrow night, I haven't been to the lord's palace for a long time."

Xiahe said, releasing his evil unicorn. He and Freya each rode tall mounts and returned to Stormwind all the way. Although many soldiers patrolling the pier did not know Xiahe, they saw the three-legged golden black on the badge on Xiahe's chest.

When Xiahe returned to the lord's palace, Su Lie came with his men.

"I have seen an adult."

Su Lie's body armor gave Xia He a salute. Xiahe looked at him, and the fifty knights in suits were neat and tidy, but much stronger than the two hundred knights under him.

How did Sulie train?

The spirit of the **** was obscured, and Xiahe's consciousness swept away, and Su Lie let go of the defense, and let Xiahe check. After Xiahe's inspection, she was a little surprised. Su Lie's state had reached level 35, and it was epic!

Freya originally meant this, she didn't need to rush to improve her strength, she could help herself by making five gods.

The thirty-fifth-level epic, even in the empire, is also a very important character.

Legendary strongmen, the eyes are no longer in this world.

"Su Lie, tomorrow night I will hold a banquet to entertain the imperial nobles. How are they doing on weekdays?"

"Those nobles, they were quite honest before. Since Lynch started attacking the Dragon Island, their energy has been put there, adjusting supplies, supplementing soldiers, helping rest, taking care of the rear, and never controlling ours. thing."

"How do you handle the relationship?"

"I have recruited more than a thousand people here, I only train every day, and occasionally go to the northern mountain forest to exercise. The patrols and defenses in the city are all my responsibility, but they come by hand. My army has the privilege and can pass at any time. . "

"This is not good, the power has to be recovered, and everything in Stormwind cannot be given to them."

"Yes."

"What about the magic tower?"

"After he advanced, Cotton Jack practiced with peace of mind to train students. It seems that he also opened an alchemy room and sold a lot of equipment."

Xia Hexin said that it was estimated that Lynch got it back.

The son of the law, you can kill the enemy to get the equipment, the magic tower changes its face, and you can sell it for a good price. But Xiahe knew that the equipment obtained by the son of the law was of little value and there was no room for upgrading.

Generally speaking, your own lucky appraisal technique can tap the potential of equipment.

However, it seems that the equipment obtained by the children of the law has no improvement effect.

Now in Stormwind City, the Magic Tower operates independently. Regardless of the matter of the Lord ’s Mansion, the Lord ’s Mansion is handed over to Su Lie, and there are a thousand soldiers in his hand. The rest, handed over to the nobles sent by the empire, seemed peaceful.

Xiahe didn't think so. The nobles sent by the empire had to warn themselves well this time.

Everyone has selfishness. His emperor does not have so many people who like him. The nobles sent are certainly qualified in their work, but will they be affected by others? Is there any other noble force to intervene? Things controlled by law.

The last time Xiahe killed the troubled nobleman, Yu Wei was still there, so they were honest.

If they are getting stronger and stronger in the storm angle, the anti-guests may not be lacking.

"You go to the temple, mobilize enough magicians and temple guards, let them come to prepare first, tomorrow I will feast the guests, if they are ... disobedient, you do not have to keep your hands if you listen to me.

"Yes."

"You do it. I'm going to the Magic Tower."

Xiahe threw Freya in the lord's palace and went to the magic tower alone.

Riding the metal elevator, Xiahe went directly to the sixth floor, the element pool was full of power, and the cotton cloth Jack seemed to be ready to fight at any time. Because there is no communication with the element planes, the power of the element pool recovers too slowly. If it runs out, once it encounters a battle, the magic tower is equivalent to half of it.

Xiahe looked at the next floor, the fifth floor of the magic tower, and it really had some more Warcraft, and there were artificially created monsters. Cotton Jack is not an academic or a science lunatic, but Lynch can get a lot of fun.

These creatures have the research value for the magicians of this world, and for Xiahe it is just the appearance.

In the Daomen world, there are many ultimate biological weapons, and the Shenlong is just one of them. For biological research, the Dao Palace is much deeper than this world.

"Austin, what are you doing." Xia He glanced at him suddenly.

A small figure fell off the top of the magic tower, and Tallinn Austin rolled a few times on the ground, holding one-sided glasses, humming and said: "Dear Master, I am not repairing the magic above Array? "

"Why use interrogative sentences, don't you believe it yourself. I said that what you say is also something born in the artifact, why do things always sneaky."

"Why is this sneaky, this is mysterious!" Austin called Qu.

"On you, it's called sneaky, and it's also a little bit frivolous."

Austin is angry, but he is Taring now and can't lose his temper with his master.

"Once Austin, you must know what a true Taring is."

Austin shuddered. The real taling is incapable of autonomy and is a living machine.

"So I said that you are insignificant, it's a compliment to you, understand?"

"I know, I know, my lord, I'm so insignificant!" Austin looked happily.

Xiahe couldn't help crying and crying. What can he say about this kind of retrogression?

"How about Cotton Jack?"

"I'm still doing my duty, but I don't participate in everything in the city. The magic tower looks a bit isolated. I think he likes those children very much, or maybe he wants to take away the magic tower of adults ... maybe this is me Nonsense, I ’m so insignificant, and it ’s not true. "

Seeing Xiahe's complexion, Austin quickly changed his tone.

He slandered Jack in this way purely because Jack controlled the four floors below the magic tower. Although he has two floors above, he can't change it casually. The most common thing every day is to feed the monsters in the five floors.

It was not his turn to do the experiment, he was just a taling.

Constructing a war figure originally had his task, and was later contracted by Freya, and the cumbersome things were handed over to the goddess of doom.

Of course he can't compare with the Goddess of Doom. He has nothing to do every day, so he has to give birth to something.

"Master, that Abigail is here, let her come up?"

"Well ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ let her come to my room." Xiahe left the element pool and returned to his room. His room was vacant all the year round, and the back was the bedroom. There were different rooms on both sides, with an alchemy room and study. Come in front, it is directly a storage crystal cabinet with a bottle of fine wine.

Xiahe took a bottle and put it on the table, waiting for Abigail to come in.

A short time later, Abigail walked through the door with a wine bottle and saw a bottle of wine on Xiahe's table, then froze.

"Abigail, long time no see."

"I only saw you two days ago. Are you perfunctory or tempting me when you say this?" Abigail looked softly at Xiahe.

The regional bishop had a good look. She bypassed the table and took another bottle of wine. She came to the corner and placed a cushion against the wall. Xiahe came and sat on the mat together.

"Drink mine first." Abigail put Xiahe's wine at his feet, opened his own bottle, took a sip and handed it to Xiahe.

Xiahe took it and smelled the smell in the crystal bottle, a little surprised: "Here, is it divine power?"