Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"Is this the wood elf's teleportation technique?"

This was the first sentence spoken by King Zhao of Cathay who appeared in Teldrassil City in a green light spot.

"Although the wood elves are our allies, this is not theirs, but belongs to the world tree Nordrassil."

The one who answered was the defense guard of Teldrassil, weapons master Wu Ping, who could only exert his best value by squatting at home. He learned that a guest was using teleportation, so he stayed here early.

Also with him was "Adanhu", a demigod tree elder teleported from Athel Loren.

In order to gain goodwill in front of the Moon Son, the ancient tree people who had begun to reserve energy to hibernate in advance at this time, except for the necessary left-behind personnel, all gathered under the Oak of the Age, ready to teleport at any time!

As for?

Athel Loren Treant: As for! Very good! We are about to enter a period of decline. If we don’t show up now, then when will we wait?

"He is right. This is not our teleportation technique, although it is quite similar, but it is the power of Nordrassil, the great world tree."

The tree elder Adanhu confirmed aloud that the hand behind her back was a defensive spell that could be activated at any time.

"Sorry, sorry, I made a mistake. I thought only wood elves had this, don't mind~"

Xuan Lie, who was targeted by a powerful demigod just after he made a complaint, felt numb.

Didn’t they say they were all in the Southern Badlands?

Why are there also here?

He turned his head and looked into the distance, trying to relieve himself of the embarrassment.

"Is that the workshop area? I seem to hear a lot of forging."

He pointed to the eastern city of Teldrassil.

"You guessed it right, that is the blacksmith workshop area. There are now 4200 intermediate blacksmiths and 8 junior blacksmiths. They can produce 48 pieces of equipment every day. What they wear is the equipment made by the craftsmen."

Wu Pingping smiled and showed off the strength of the "Chen Family" according to his lord's instructions.

"Can I take a look?"

Xuan Lie, who was very fond of weapons and armor, had noticed the sophisticated equipment of ordinary militiamen in Vordrassil. Now that he was talking about it, he would naturally not miss it.

"Of course, please take a look!"

The weapons master took out the standard silver sword and tower shield that had been prepared from the linen bag on his waist and handed them over.

"This sword is called Geralt's Silver Sword. It can cause extra damage to vampires, undead, and chaotic creatures. The exquisite tower shield can reduce the enemy's attack strength by 5%. They are all from the Teldrassil Blacksmith District. Sophisticated level magic equipment.”

"Such equipment... a daily production of 48?"

Xuan Lie looked at the silver sword in his left hand and the tower shield in his right hand several times. He was shocked and asked again.

"That's right!"

Wu Ping nodded with great confidence.

Such a small town can actually catch up to one-sixth of Nangao's output!

And it's all of such quality...

No wonder my grandfather asked me to come here!

"Are these equipment for sale?"

At this moment, King Zhao was extremely excited, and he could even think of getting praises from many uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents.

"You need to discuss this with the lord in detail."

"In that case, we won't stay."

Bifang, the arakkoa demigod who had been keeping quiet, took over the conversation. From what he saw and heard from getting off the ship to now, as an intelligence worker who has been trained for thousands of years, if he can't see the other party's intention, then it really can Wipe your neck.

"Yes, yes, yes, let's leave now and I won't disturb you anymore!"

Xuan Lie nodded fiercely.

"Do you need our help? The stronghold under construction in the South Badlands has opened griffon flights, so you two can save some effort."

The weapons master showed a polite smile.

"No need, Uncle Bi Fang can fly faster, it hurts...it hurts..."

Before King Zhao could finish his words, when he mentioned the Crow Man demigod, he looked like he wanted to eat people. He grabbed his collar with one hand and his ears with the other, and disappeared into an afterimage.

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The Holy Light Secret Palace, the third floor of the Holy Light Hall, and the Judgment Hall (temporary prison).

"Where is this?"

I don’t know how long it took, but Elise Zaafan, who had been completely reconstructed by the power of the Holy Light, finally woke up. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a majestic hall.

In the center of the hall is a statue of someone she once wanted revenge on.

The statue moved the moment the "Spider Queen" looked over. He jumped down from the base with a golden war hammer in hand. The distance that seemed far away was only a light step away from his feet.

"Elise, do you know your guilt?!"

The statue raises its war hammer and points it directly at the "Spider Queen".

"Sin? What sin do I have?"

She wanted to move, but found that she was kneeling straight on the ground, with no strength left to mobilize.

"Is it a crime to sacrifice your whole family and clan to the Maw of Despicableness? Is it a crime to drain a hundred thousand Demacians?...Is it a crime to open a portal for the Void Army?"

Every time the statue said a word, it swung the warhammer towards the "Spider Queen", and a memory fragment of her evil behavior floated out, appeared in front of her, and played automatically like a magic projection.

"Elise, I am your father, ah..."

In the dim clan hall, a man covered in blood shouted desperately. Under him were his wife, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and his young daughter.

"Evil Spider God, justice never fails...

At the end of this picture, there is a middle-aged man with a ponytail holding a spear against himself. At his feet is a large mass of blood infected with purple poison. Behind him is a handsome king with a broken crown and almost expired. .

One, two, three, and more and more extremely evil memory projections were knocked out by the golden war hammer, until the hundred-meter-high hall was raised again, and it could not accommodate all its sins.

"Who gave you the courage to steal the power of the Lord of the Void?"

When the last projection appeared, the hall composed of the power of holy light was even slightly dimmed by it at that moment.

In the picture, a purple shadow that occupies the entire sky is pierced into her heels. The Spider Queen, who is about a kilometer tall and glowing with purple light, pinches her waist in two, and in her crazy struggle, she pulls the spider queen into two pieces. It was thrown into the black hole-like mouth.

"what!"

Seeing this scene again, Elise screamed miserably. The severe pain of her bones and flesh being crushed was nothing compared to the pain of her soul being torn apart. She wanted to pass out, but found that she Can't even do this.

"Elise, do you admit your guilt?"

The statue that was exactly the same as the person who resurrected her shouted loudly again. This voice made the Spider Queen, who had been forced to open her eyes wide, experience unforgettable pain and despair for the second time.

"Elise, do you admit your guilt?"

"I...*998

Seeing that the sinner kneeling on the ground still had no intention of confessing, the statue picked up the sledgehammer and shouted loudly every time it hit it.

"Elise, do you admit your guilt?"

This was the 1000th knock on the statue.

"I...I plead guilty!"

During these thousand blows, Elise, who in her previous life used evil means to counterattack the "Vile Maw" of the Evil God of Valoran and became the new generation of Spider God,

In the end, she shed tears of regret in each punishment that was a hundred times more painful than the last.