When Xu Yichen re-set it on the mirror under Kane's guidance, he stretched out the hand holding the weapon design and went straight through the mirror.

In another room, Reverend Richard looked at the stored gems with an ugly face, and a large number of them disappeared with visible speed.

On the other side of the space, Kane took the piece of paper and used a sharp knife to leave a wound on the demon hunter's hand, using a special container to preserve the other's blood.

Before this, Xu Yichen had already described the particularity of his blood to Kane, and Kane expressed great interest in it.

"Your blood is so special that it may cause some trouble for our blacksmiths, but that's okay, I'll notify you of the Temple of War there as soon as the weapon is successfully forged." Kane looked at the blood in his hand with great satisfaction, and the silver flames rippled in it: "Little Richard is a reliable guy. ”

On the basis of the great satisfaction of both parties, the old and new generations of demon hunters happily ended the call.

Of course, when Xu Yichen came out of the secret room, he saw Pastor Richard with a long face at the door.

This God of War Priest, who was more than a head taller than the Demon Hunter and had a strong physique like a bear, looked Xu Yichen up and down with a fierce gaze, as if he was considering what angle to smash it would be the best effect.

The Demon Hunter smiled awkwardly, although he didn't know anything about the teleportation array, this kind of behavior of teleporting objects across space was not safely and efficiently solved even in reality.

Probably teleporting an apple two meters away would consume a year's electricity consumption of a city with a population of 200 million, and how many materials would be consumed here, Xu Yichen subconsciously refused to think about that terrifying number.

Anyway, Richard said that this time, the Temple of War was in for a treat.

After taking three deep breaths, Richard lowered his elevated blood pressure and patted the demon hunter on the shoulder with his big hand: "Come with me, let's go to the Temple of Wealth." ”

Xu Yichen stood on the stone ground, and was slapped down by a forceful slapp, leaving clearly visible footprints on the ground with his two feet, as if he had been smashed several times with a sledgehammer between his chest and abdomen.

The strength of Reverend Richard's attack was just stuck at the line where demon hunters would suffer, but not get hurt.

All the way up, from the underground back to the surface, behind Richard Priest, there was already a team of ten people, except for the demon hunters, only the holy warrior Severn was a novice.

The other eight were all battle-hardened soldiers, four paladins, two priests, and two warriors in black over-armor.

The only naked eyes of these two soldiers revealed the kind of indifference that Xu Yichen could often see in veterans who had served for more than ten years.

In between walks, the full-covered metal armor didn't make an extra sound, as if they were just wearing a close-fitting soft armor.

If it weren't for the deep footprints they left on the land, Xu Yichen would have thought that there were some anti-gravity runes engraved on the armor of these two warriors.

Three of the four paladins also wore helmets, and the leader was like Reverend Richard, who did not wear protective gear for his head, but a metal ring shrouded in the back of his head with a faint sheen.

A long scar ran across his throat, and those who survived after being cut are the darlings of fate.

Both priests had the same strong physique as Richard's, their metal braided chain mail shimmering with a magical sheen, protected by heavy plate armor in key locations.

One of them wielded single-headed chain mail the size of a child's skull, with a heavy oak shield behind his back, while the other was armed with a two-handed warhammer.

Campas has always sheltered all the warmongers with justice in their hearts, but they are powerless, but mortals who will step up to protect the weak at critical moments will also be under His attention.

But it is undeniable that in the eyes of Campass, muscles are also a virtue.

The group led by Richard Priest looked like the violence factor was seriously exceeding the standard from a distance, and the demon hunters and holy warriors Saiwen who were mixed in with it had an aura that was out of place with several other people.

This gave Xu Yichen an illusion, feeling that he and Saiwen were like two prisoners who had been captured by the armed police and were being taken to the execution ground.

As the group advanced, both the construction workers and the city guards responsible for maintaining order in the construction site-like church area avoided the group from afar.

The Demon Hunter felt that Richard Priest was taking these most elite warriors who looked like the Temple of War here to the Temple of Fortune, not so much to greet the messengers of the goddess Waujin in the past, but to demonstrate and flex their muscles.

In the distance, the Temple of Fortune appeared at the end of the road, and Xu Yichen could clearly feel that the road under his feet was smoother, and the buildings on both sides were more luxurious, far more stylish than the environment in the aristocratic district.

The people who lived in this neighborhood were obviously either rich or rich, and the enhanced senses of the demon hunters could clearly feel the dodgy eyes of the houses on both sides of the road, with curiosity and arrogance, watching this group of fierce warriors pass by.

The temple of wealth of the goddess of Waujin is made of marble as a whole, but the exterior is painted white to symbolize purity and fairness, and the golden lines outline the simple and beautiful lines on the white wall.

The three-story Sanctuary of Fortune is a stark contrast to the angular fortress-like architecture of the Temple of the God of War, and its rounded top is also a dazzling gold painted in gold by the devotees of the goddess of wealth, glittering in the sun.

On this street, the cleaners in charge of the cleaning work, every year someone breaks their heads to compete, the sea breeze blows, the golden gold dust, every six months need to be repainted.

What impressed the demon hunters the most was that in the small square outside the Temple of Fortune, a huge gold coin that was one meter high and the thickness of the palm of his hand was placed there as an ornament.

"It's not pure gold, don't look at it blindly." Priest Richard slapped the demon hunter who was parked in front of the giant gold coin: "I tried, the weight is wrong, and there are special guards in the shadows to take care of it." ”

The Demon Hunter glanced at Richard with suspicious eyes, thinking that the other party might have thought the same as his own, and he was just thinking about whether it was possible for his Apocalypse War Horse to drag this thing away.

However, since the seniors have already taught him the lessons of the past, this matter is over, Xu Yichen originally felt that even if it was gold-plated, it was worth a lot of money.