I made the myth template

Merrill murmured, her eyes sparkling.

Before her, in the middle of the vast forest, smoke curled up from the roofs of the farmhouses, dispersed and disappeared in the radiant sky.

The voices of women yelling at their children come one after another, men are plowing and planting food in the forest, everyone's face is shining with happiness, and everyone firmly believes that tomorrow will be better.

"So, my lord, look,"

Merrill's voice was slightly choked, "It's your efforts that make our sacrifice worthwhile, worth it..."

===Chapter 315 Valkyrie Bronhill (First Subscription)===

jordan city.

In the highest dome temple.

Pope Mephides ended his daily prayers and stood in the golden sunlight at dusk. The temple was bright and empty, and the distant bells echoed in the city.

"Harry, call Brunhill for me."

The old man frowned, as if he was thinking about something, he opened his eyes after a while, and gave instructions to the young attendant beside him without haste.

"grown ups."

The attendant in a black robe took a step forward, put his hands on his chest, and said respectfully, "The Valkyrie left Heaven Mountain half a month ago."

"Oh, really?"

Mephides nodded, only then remembered that Brunshire had asked him to say goodbye before.

"Oh, there are always many things that are easy to forget when people are old."

Mephides shook his head, sighing softly, the wrinkles on his face became more and more profound under the golden sunlight, and the years had left thick marks on his body.

He knew that his own time was running out.

"In this case, then send Archbishop Barton to come..." the Pope ordered.

"As ordered!"

The black-robed servant bowed his head.

Like a shadow in the sun, they quietly left the hall.

Pope Mephides, on the other hand, stood under the statue, motionless, silently thinking about the news he had received from the oracle.

Shortly after.

A burly man wearing a bright red gold silk robe strode forward and appeared in front of Mephides.

This person's face was full of flesh, and there were only a few slightly curled withered yellow hairs on his head. Where the bridge of the nose was originally, there was only a black hole left. There was nothing bald, and his appearance was quite vicious and ugly.

This person is Archbishop Nubaton.

Among the cardinals, they are also the top group, second only to Brun Hill in strength.

Although Nubaton looked ferocious and tall, he seemed respectful in front of the old man. When he came to Mephides, he waved his robe and knelt on the ground to salute, "My lord, I don't know what you ordered me to do?"

"Late makes changes, monsters appear frequently. The construction of the spiritual bone tower must be accelerated."

The figure of the monitor lizard, Adam, willow and other templates appeared in front of Mayfedus, and his original old tone became firm and powerful.

"The Spirit Bone Tower..."

Nubaton's complexion changed slightly.

The Spirit Bone Tower is a building made of a special crystal.

Its function is also very simple, it is a large-scale unlimited number of teleportation devices. After the construction is completed, the warriors of the Protoss can descend into the perception world with only a small price.

And the better the quality of the spiritual bone tower, the stronger the protoss who can use it to descend.

In theory.

Highest quality spiritual bone tower.

It can even make the god king Kalendia come to the perception world.

Of course, the resources needed to create a spiritual bone tower capable of carrying the power of a god king are also astronomical.

The main material needed for the construction of the spiritual bone tower is called spiritual bone crystal.

This rare mineral generally appears in places where the barriers of the world are relatively weak. The void energy in the subspace reacts with certain elements of the world itself, and thus crystallizes and remains. What is finally formed is an extremely rare mineral like spiritual bone crystal.

As for the places that are deeply affected by the subspace, the forbidden area is the first to bear the brunt.

Besides, even if it wasn't a restricted zone, it would still be a red zone with similar danger levels. Not only did deadly radiation remain, but there were also various powerful subspace beings that were likely to be active in it.

It is conceivable that in such harsh conditions.

If you want to take spiritual bone crystals, the price you need to pay must be quite high.

Before that, in order to mine more spiritual bone crystals, Jordan City had already treated those slaves in an almost cruel way.

A healthy adult rarely survives for three months after entering the mine. Either he is seriously injured and dies from long labor and flogging, or he suffers from radiation sickness and is brutally cremated. Many people are Died among the warp life.

Nubaton has taken over these things for a while.

The numb and emaciated slave workers in the mine, the bloody corpses, and the twisted and hideous subspace life... Even as the archbishop in red, he was quite shocked after seeing that hellish scene.

However, it was just a shock.

Nubaton was born as a nobleman in the upper city, and he had no empathy for the slaves in the trading city-state, and he didn't care how many people died.

What he was worried about was whether he could do this well.

If done well,

And how much benefit can be shared from the Pope.

"How fast should we mine..." Nubaton asked in a deep voice, his eyes moving slightly.

"at all costs."

Pope Mephides said indifferently that although he was old, he was quite clear about his subordinate's temper. At this moment, he knew what was going on in this guy's mind without even looking at Nubaton.

"After this matter is completed, you will be given a place in the Ark Project." Mephides added casually.

Nubaton's eyes lit up, "Is this really true?"

"That's natural."

After finishing speaking, Mephides seemed a little tired, closed his eyes, waved his hands and stopped talking.

Nubaton didn't continue to interrupt, bowed back, and left the temple. The gate was closed suddenly, the sun gradually slanted to the west, and the magnificent temple was once again plunged into darkness.

……

at the same time.

Brunshire and Medes, who left the holy city half a month ago, were walking on a slightly deserted path.

The military off-road vehicle in which they left the holy city broke down not long ago.

after all.

The wild environment is quite harsh.

The road conditions are difficult, and the off-road vehicle has been able to drive safely all the way to the present, thanks to Brunhill's superb driving skills.

Fortunately, although the car is broken.But along the way, the distance to the destination is not very far. Going forward for dozens of kilometers is Prince City, one of the twelve trading city-states.

If Brunshire is traveling alone.

She doesn't care about day and night, she just rushes to the city-state in the early morning to recuperate.

But the current situation is different. Today's weather is red moon hanging high again. With Brunhill's vitality, he is naturally not afraid of the so-called radiation, but the little maid Medes is just an ordinary awakened person, and her vitality is ordinary. If If exposed to such an environment for a long time, it is easy to get radiation sickness.

The wilderness is not like the holy city.

Here, any injury cannot be ignored, and a little carelessness can be life-threatening.

"My lord, did I cause you trouble?"

Seemingly aware of something, Medes, who was wearing a gray robe with a hood over his head and was tightly wrapped, whispered, "If you were traveling alone, my lord, it would definitely not be so troublesome."

"It's obviously a maid, but you still need to take care of it..." Medes pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "It's really incompetent."

"Medes, don't say that."

Brunhill took the palm of Medes and led her along a small path, striding forward, "We are friends and have an equal relationship. We each have our own advantages and disadvantages, only when we are together, Only by learning from each other's strengths is the best state."

"Does Lord Brunhill have any shortcomings?" Medes asked in a low voice, feeling an indescribable sense of security in his heart.

"Of course…"

Brunhill said without hesitation, "I can't make delicious meals, and I always accidentally break those furniture when cleaning, and math...those things always give me a headache. "

As she said that, the voice of the Valkyrie paused slightly, and her tone rose, "I found it, the village recorded in the map is ahead, we can rest there."

Meadows stopped.

His eyes turned towards the direction of Valkyrie's finger.

Sure enough, at the end of the road, under the blood-red moonlight, a village with its back against a mountain appeared in front of them.

However, what made Brunhill feel a little bit ominous was that the small town seemed to be burning with fire, and the sound of large-scale armed struggle came from it, vaguely mixed with the sharp cries of children.

"There seems to be something wrong with that village."

The moonlight is bright tonight. Medes is also an awakened person, and his perception ability is far beyond ordinary people. He also discovered the abnormality coming from the village and town.

"Could it be bandits or something?" After all, it was also the first time for Medes to leave the holy city.

Before that, although she had heard a lot of information about the outside world from her mother, but when she really left the prison-like city and was in this world, she would discover the world and the world she really saw. The world in my mother's mouth is still very different.

Here is even more desolate, cruel, with no hope in sight.

But luckily...

Meadows felt the palm tightly holding him, and unconsciously rubbed his head against Brunhill's arm.

Some roads feel long when you walk alone, but short when you walk together.

Brunhill didn't notice Mendes's little movement.

Her pretty brows frowned, and she said in a serious voice, "No matter what, since we have seen this kind of thing, we still have to take a look. I can't just sit back and watch the people of the holy city be oppressed."

"okay!"

Knowing Brunshire's temper, Mendes immediately nodded in support.

……

"Capture all the young and middle-aged men! Whoever dares to resist will be shot to death!"

In the burning village.

A big bald man with a black cross tattooed on his head was roaring at the trembling villagers in front of him. He was over two meters tall, muscular and burly, with a dilapidated half-body kinetic armor on his upper body, and the sound of heavy footsteps as he walked Echoing in the firelight, mixed with the sound of burning wood, in the eyes of those sallow-faced and emaciated villagers, Karu at this moment is like an evil god crawling out of hell.

"okay!"

Behind Karoo, seven or eight young men with guns and tattoos on their arms laughed and walked forward.

All the people in the entire village have been gathered in the square. This is not the first time they have come here to capture slaves. No one in the small village dared to resist Karoo's orders anymore.

At this moment, those tattooed boys rushed into the crowd.

It pulls the prey out of the crowd like picking goods.

Carew was talking about young adults.

But in fact, in the previous repeated harvesting in the entire village, the middle-aged males have basically been captured.

But now, the higher-ups are still trying their best to urge them, so when they started this time, even those teenagers who were only fourteen or fifteen years old were carried out by those younger brothers like chicken cubs.

Not just men...

Even some good-looking women can't escape the hands of these villains.

The above order requires labor, but when it is executed, it is natural to find a way to gain some benefits for itself.

At the beginning, it was gold and silver property, and later, it was food and bacon. Now that there is no food in the village, they simply grab some beautiful girls for fun.

in the firelight.

The guys from the slave hunting team laughed and started to attack their prey.

Although the village girl looked ordinary, when she struggled, her face was terrified, her waist swayed and her body trembled, which was a different feeling.