Daomen Invasion

Raphael was frustrated when he heard Xiahe's words. The appearance of magic guns reduced the role of magicians on the battlefield. Many soldiers can do what magicians can do.

Moreover, after the appearance of the magic gun, all mages have more equipment to defend against long-range attacks. It is estimated that they will have to wear armor in the future, so they can no longer easily face the battlefield.

If this idea is known to Xiahe, he will certainly sneer.

In the world of God Week, the technology is extremely powerful, and it produces weapons that can be killed by even the fairy. However, the Taoist priest is still the master of the world of God Week and has the highest status.

What is the most powerful practitioner? It is life itself, not combat capability.

Long life, and accumulated knowledge, one person can complete the inheritance of civilization. This existence is protected even if it has no combat effectiveness.

What's more, on the battlefield, a caster with powerful equipment is much more efficient than ordinary warriors. Soldiers cannot be immune to magical ammunition, and magicians can, just depending on how much you are willing to pay. If these magic ammunition are useless to the magician, it means that there is an output point forever.

When the war reaches a certain height, it is better than who can output enough attacks.

Xiahe no longer talks about this matter, but talks about the scene of fighting with the undead before. The battle of Woods Fortress is a war of torture. Woods Fortress is well-stocked and equipped, and a considerable number of soldiers are elite.

However, such a stronghold was built on the flattened mountain, and was almost beaten down by the undead.

Later, the morale of the soldiers fell badly, and there was a desperate breath in the army. Because the attack of the undead is like a tide, it will never stop. As long as you are on the battlefield, you often have to attack for several hours in a row.

This is very different from the war between human beings. When the undead win by number, the war becomes an interrogation.

It is difficult for you to get time for rest and repeat it.

Unconsciously, the team's speed increased, and there was no rest at noon. Until the sky was getting late, Xiahe glanced at the magic map before stopping the team.

"Encamp in place." Xiahe ordered.

The following soldiers immediately took orders, and the doomed iron rider in the Xiahe Belt was in charge, and the magicians protected the magicians.

Xiahe deliberately speeds up, avoiding some dangerous areas. In fact, not far ahead, it is already a city. The city originally belonged to an earl. After being attacked by the imperial army, it is now stationed in an army of two thousand men of the imperial nobility.

Xinghe wilderness, Xiahe sounded the first day came to this world, the scene is so similar.

It was only then that his star shuttle crashed and his companions died. If it was n’t that accident, he did n’t know what to choose.

There is no farmland and no water source nearby, but there are many magicians in the team, and making clean water is no simple matter.

The camp was built directly beside the road, less than a hundred miles from the city in front, and Xiahe was still on alert.

Feather snake is a good sentinel, can provide a wide field of vision, fly fast, can catch up with the empire's magic airship, most of Warcraft, simply cannot catch feather snake.

In Xiahe's magical tent, Abigail sat comfortably on a large bed. The bed has a frame, covered with light gauze, and in pink gauze, Abigail tilted her feet and took a look at this book.

Xiahe just sat on the floor. Abigail put down the book, patted the bed, and said, "Athra, why do you sit on the ground? Come here."

"Don't go."

"Huh, if Ovilla called you, you would have long ..."

"I'm a mage. Unlike you, you can grow your state when you lie down. My time is precious." Xiahe was not angry.

"Are you bothering me?"

"It's a little trouble, but it's also good. You are a good cannon fodder."

"cannon fodder!"

"Can't cast spells, it's cannon fodder."

"Then Medirelli is also a cannon fodder?"

"Medi Li can now cast spells, the attack distance may not be closer than you."

"I'm coming with you, but I'm not angry!" Abigail said angrily.

"Why, you want to show it?" Xiahe asked provocatively.

"Haha, Asla, you're serious. You want me to be a cannon fodder, but you don't have that skill yet. Speaking of the ability to escape, I will not be worse than you."

Abigail refused to accept the provocation, and opened the conversation lightly.

Xia He looked at her and said, "Abigail, you are an unforgivable person, why come with me?"

Abigail said: "Why do you want me wronged?"

Xiahe looked at Abigail in the red yarn tent, and looked at himself with amber eyes, not wanting to answer for a while. Yeah, why was she wronged?

In other words, she is testing her whether she can bear something.

Abigail also looked at Xiahe, who was hesitant and soft in Xiahe's eyes.

"Okay, okay, Asra, it doesn't matter if you're wronged." Abigail didn't want Xiahe to look at her like that, and quickly appeased Xiahe.

"If, I mean if, one day, I want you to betray the goddess for me, are you willing?" Xiahe asked.

"Of course not. It's too bad to betray the gods for you."

"deficit?"

"The goddess is richer than you, Asla, you want to have such a day, you have to work hard to make money."

"Is money important?"

"In any world, money is very important, especially for me, if there is money ..."

Xiahe looked at her, and Abigail stopped talking, and she almost confided the truth, which surprised her. If she has money, she can also become a goddess. This is what the goddess said personally, so the goddess asked her to come over and learn something and then go back.

The outside world, this world, there are too many wonderful, she did not understand.

Whether you want to continue to be a bishop or even be promoted to the pope is your choice. The goddess would not force her, but let her choose.

Unexpectedly, Asla asked this question so quickly.

She doesn't want to choose, because she doesn't know the world yet and wants to see more.

"Medi Li is not so noisy, Freya is also very quiet, Abigail ..." Seeing Abigail stopped talking, Xiahe began to vomit again.

"I'm not them."

"It makes sense." Xiahe apologized solemnly to Abigail.

"Asla, sometimes you are very rude, and sometimes you are very polite." Abigail did not expect Xiahe to apologize to her.

"That's right, Abigail, you are unique. I shouldn't treat you as someone else. You are so noisy and never quiet down."

"Well, I'm afraid that at night, in the temple, I often get drunk." Abigail shook her feet, and on the snowy ankles, the golden bell rang. This bell usually has no sound, no matter whether she is fighting or running.

"I haven't watched you drink recently."

"Don't want to be seen by you."

"How could the goddess let you come over." Xiahe sighed.

"It's a very simple thing to do things for the gods. Now that the goddess is willing to cooperate with you, then I will come over and do whatever I want."

"There is a record about the **** of magic in the Temple of Wealth?" Xiahe asked coldly.

Abigail opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, then stared at Xiahe fiercely, and said, "Yes, but not much. There is no magic **** in this world, how do you ask about this?"

"Perhaps there is a **** of magic in this world."

"That's awful, you magicians, it looks bad, ha!"

"Do you think the bad luck is only the magician? If the magicians don't feel bad, the goddess may be bad."

"However, there are many main gods in this world, how can the **** of magic grow up."

Xiahe sighed and said, "Do you know nothing about the world of the gods?"

"How do you suddenly think of saying this?"

"Well, because I have been thinking about something lately, and suddenly thinking about the problem of the **** of magic, it seems to have opened up some ideas. You are a bishop and you should know a lot about God."

"Say something like this ... I want to drink." Abigail put away the book.

"Then drink it, but can you put the bed away?"

"No, this bed is stronger than your tent. I'm terrible when I go out. In case you're in the middle of the night ..."

"It's midnight now."

"Then you come quickly, let's drink in bed." Abigail smiled, his eyes disappeared, took out the wine bottle, and opened the tent.

Xiahe jumped into bed, took Abigail's bottle, crossed his legs and drank himself.

"Asla, you mean, the magician of this world is dying, want to create a **** of magic?" Abigail also took a bottle of wine and asked while drinking.

"It is said that this is the case with the mage on the green forest side, and then the arcane empire side ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Someone joined, it was a big trouble."

"The magical power of this world is powerful. If there is a magical god, it is at least a high power."

"It's not that easy. It must have been weak at first."

"The problem is that the God of Magic does not need the Kingdom of God at the beginning. After lighting the fire, he can still wander in the world, and the gods can do nothing about it. When he established the Kingdom of God, even the Lord God It's hard to kill it. "Abigail talked, she knew more than Xiahe expected.

"Abigail, have you seen the magic web?"

Abigail pouted and said, "The goddess has seen me, I haven't."

"Magic net, it is easy to make magic go to mysticism, this is the **** of magic means to control the magician. But even in the world where the magic **** exists, there are still many people who do not rely on magic net to cast spells. I definitely do n’t want a magic web to appear, as that would block the magician ’s path of cultivation. "

"Then why did the **** of magic come out?"