Gardala shook his head and said, "The old man doesn't know very well, in order to find out what the hell those blue dragons are doing, the old man has lost hundreds of excellent elite hunters. But I only heard a few names that I didn't know what to call them, and the Demon Pivot was just one of them, and there were other names such as the Eternal Eye and the Global Demon Net. I also consulted the gods, but the gods also said they didn't know what the hell those blue dragons were up to. ”

Murong Feng nodded slightly, and secretly wrote down these important information.

At this moment, there was a rush of running outside the window, and Gardala looked at it and wondered, "It's the fortress messenger, are those Viku people back killed?" Stop the car! ”

The Troll Courier quickly catches up with the convoy and delivers a secret letter to Gardara.

Gardara opened the secret letter and glanced at it, and her face immediately changed slightly.

Murong Feng is not good at exploring other people's military secrets, so he drinks tea by himself.

"......I see," Caldara put away the secret letter and sighed lightly, and said with a wry smile: "The old man originally thought that our actions were confidential enough, but I didn't expect that people are not as good as heaven. ”

Since Caldara mentioned this, it was obviously not a military secret, and Murong Feng asked in passing, "Lord Prophet, is there another reason for the sudden large-scale invasion of those Viku people?" ”

Gardara nodded, "This secret letter was sent back urgently by the scouts who infiltrated the Howling Fjord, and discovered that the Viku people had made an abnormality, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late. The letter said that in recent months, the Howling Fjord has been hit by severe windstorms and cold spells, which have caused a massive migration of animals and countless plants to freeze to death. In order to alleviate the pressure on food, the Viku people will go north to invade our people. ”

Murong Feng nodded slightly and said, "Plunder and war are indeed the best means to alleviate the food crisis, so those Viku army should not retreat." When they regroup, they may attack the fortress again, and this is to remind the defenders of the fortress. ”

Galdara said, "This secret letter was forwarded by Sakron, and he must have known the seriousness of the matter. The old man is now worried that those Viku people will fail to sneak into the fortress this time, and will find another place to invade the kingdom and plunder. ”

Murong Feng agreed: "Indeed, there are only those who are thieves for a thousand days, and there are no thieves for a thousand days." If those Viku people were to break into pieces and just grab things with a small cavalry force and leave, I'm afraid that a few gods of the nobility would not be able to stop them all. ”

"That's what the old man is worried about." Gardara frowned, and thought hard about what to do: "Now we can only send more people to patrol the border in case of accidents." ”

Murong Feng didn't speak again, after all, she was just an outsider, and it was not her turn to point fingers at these major matters involving the safety of the entire kingdom.

The Temple of Hakoya was two days away from the Daxalon Fortress, and on the first night the convoy camped beside an icy lake. The next morning, before dawn, the convoy pulled out of camp and continued on its way, during which time Gardala sent several groups of messengers, presumably to mobilize troops to patrol the border.

In the evening of the next day, the convoy finally arrived at the Temple of Hakoya, which had struggled through the heavy snow.

It is a magnificent building in the style of a troll, covering an extremely large area, and the temples and stone halls are lined up so that you can't see the end at a glance.

Temple priests and acolytes have long been waiting outside the temple gate to greet the procession.

The High Priestess of the Temple of Hakoya is a female troll covered in black and white patterns, standing out like a beautiful leopard in front of the priests.

"I've seen the Prophet." Wei Ya, the high priest of the temple, who dressed herself like a beautiful leopard, stepped forward and saluted slightly: "The ceremony of inviting the gods has been prepared and can be carried out at any time. ”

Gardara nodded slightly and smiled: "Why haven't you changed at all after many years, and you can reassure me by doing anything." ”

"The prophet has a good reputation." Wei Ya turned her head to look at Murong Feng, looked at him curiously and asked, "He is the Divine Blood Warrior from the Frostbeard Clan?" ”

"Yes." Gardara introduced the two to each other.

Murong Feng stepped forward to salute and salute, and the ceremonial actions were done meticulously.

Wei Ya suddenly sniffed her nose and said in surprise: "You have a very peculiar smell on your body." ”

Murong Feng's heart jumped, and he thought that he had exposed his feet.

I heard Wei Ya say next: "This smell is very similar to the incense emitted every time the gods go down to earth, it seems that your gods favor you very much." ”

Murong Feng smiled and said, "The high priest said that he was just an ordinary hunter in my clan. ”

Wei Ya shook her head and said, "If you are ordinary, then what are those little guys in our tribe?" ”

Murong Feng laughed dryly, not knowing how to pick up the stubble.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Gardala opened his mouth and said, "Since the ceremony of inviting the gods has been prepared, don't let the gods wait too long, let's go in." ”

"Please." Wei Ya turned and invited everyone into the temple.

Murong Feng walked into the gate of the temple and saw a huge square in front of him, and many acolytes were cleaning an open space in the square in the wind and snow.

An altar has been erected in the middle of the clearing, and many offerings have been prepared.

When Murong Feng came, he had already learned from the mouth of Gardara that several Luoa gods worshipped by the Dakalai tribe had to perform tedious and extravagant sacrifices every time they appeared in order to project a clone, unlike the four heavenly gods on the Pandaria continent who could directly descend the clone with their own strength.

And such a god is at most at the level of Mao God in the god realm, and belongs to the lowest level of the immortals.

In fact, it is not difficult to imagine that a small tribe like the Frost Trolls has a maximum of 100,000 people in the sky, but such a small tribe actually has five gods nested together to share the offerings of the trolls, so you can imagine the status of these people in the god realm.

This is actually a common phenomenon in the God Realm, otherwise Murong Feng would not have attracted so many Mao Gods at once after the ban was lifted in the Golden City.

After all, God also wants face, but who is willing to send someone under the fence if he has a little strength.

The ceremony of inviting the gods was very cumbersome and lengthy, the high priest Wei Ya went to the altar and began to preside over the ceremony, Murong Feng and the others could only stand under the altar and endure the cold storm and snow and watch quietly.

The whole ceremony lasted for more than an hour before it came to an end, and a phantus of a leopard appeared on the altar.

Murong Feng's thoughts were flying, secretly thinking that if an enemy suddenly came to the door, you would have to spend more than an hour to ask the gods to descend to earth...... It is estimated that the daylily can grow again.

"Your Excellency the Great Golden Tooth?" Gardara whispered, "The gods are calling you to come forward." ”

"Huh? Oooh. Murong Feng hurriedly retracted his thoughts, and walked forward to look up at the leopard phantom with a straight face.

This leopard phantom is the size of a giant whale, exuding a faint divine might, and is looking down on everyone.

This bit of coercion also shocked those mortals, and Murong Feng didn't feel it at all, but he wanted to pretend to be sincere and frightened to show respect.

"Warriors from the Frostbeard Clan, your deeds are known to the gods." The leopard phantom spoke, his eyes lit up, and he said slowly: "For a reward, you can choose one of the following three things as a reward. ”

Three divine rays of light fell, revealing a silver-white beard, a snow-white fang, and a green stone.

Murong Feng looked at the three items carefully, pointed to the green stone and said, "I choose this." ”

Hakya glanced at Murong Feng deeply, nodded slightly, and said, "Wise choice." ”

Immediately, the green stone automatically flew into Murong Feng's hand, and Hakeya's projection disappeared with it.

Murong Feng held the green stone and felt cold in his hand, as if he was holding a piece of ice jade, but it was delicate and lush, and then look at its attributes.

【Cat Eye Stone】

Materials/Gemstones

Quality: Legendary (Orange)

Application: Jewelry, Engineering.

Description: This gemstone exudes a faint fluctuation of divine power.

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A material of legendary quality, not a loss.

Murong Feng put away the gem with satisfaction, and Gardala stepped forward to congratulate, "Congratulations to Your Excellency on winning the treasure." ”

"It should be me thanking the Prophet." Murong Feng said politely: "If there is no prophet to speak for me in front of the gods, how can I be rewarded by the gods." ”

"You deserve it, no need to thank me." Gardara laughed.

At this time, Wei Ya got off the altar and came to the two of them and said, "Food has been prepared in the temple, and the Prophet and His Excellency the Great Golden Tooth are invited to the table." ”

Murong Feng smiled and said, "Then I will be disrespectful." ”

Murong Feng thought that no matter how big this Hakya Temple was, he would definitely hold a banquet to entertain him, but he didn't expect Wei Ya to say that it was really ordinary food.

A roast of meat sprinkled with a little salt flower, a plate of steamed plant tubers, a pot of weak wine, and gone.

This bit of food was not enough for Dregmal's teeth, and this guy simply ate the Ancestral Dragon Roast that he brought.

During the banquet, Gardala took a sip of light wine, frowned slightly and asked, "Wei Ya, is the food stored in the temple not enough?" Do you want me to send some over? ”

"Thank you for the kindness of the prophet." Wei Ya shook her head and said, "If you save some food, you should be able to support it until next spring." ”

"Your temple is close to the borders of the kingdom, and you have to support not only the garrison but also the invading Viku, so you can't afford to neglect the matter of food and grass. ”

"Of course, I know the importance of this." Wei Ya said calmly: "The food stored in the temple is actually enough for us to eat until next year, as long as we hold a few fewer sacrifices." ”

Gardara's face was slightly embarrassed, and she took a sip of her glass to cover it up.

Dregmar secretly asked Bingya, "Your prophet and this high priest don't seem to have a simple relationship. ”

Bingya gulped down the water and wine, wiped the corners of his mouth and whispered: "Of course it's not simple, High Priest Wei Ya is the great-great-granddaughter of Lord Prophet." ”

Dregmal's face scowled.

Murong Feng learned from the conversation between the two that the situation of the Frost Troll Tribe was not good, especially the food crisis would be an urgent problem for them to solve at the moment, followed by the invasion of the Viku people.

However, these two things collided again, and the entire troll tribe fell into a situation of internal and external troubles.

In fact, these two things can be seen as both crises and opportunities, depending on how those in power solve them.

And the prophet Gardala had already made a decision, that is, to raise troops to the south to pass on internal contradictions!

There are several advantages to this, the first of which is to expand the territory to gain more living space.

The second is to reduce the population and alleviate the food crisis, after all, war is the most convenient way to reduce the population after the plague.

But Gardara didn't count the Viku people and his thoughts, so that his side was still busy preparing for battle, but the Viku people had already killed first.

Although they are both wars, invasion and defense are two different things, after all, invading other people's territory can completely eat according to the place, but defending one's own territory must consume one's own food and grass every day.

Even if Murong Feng didn't guess, he could think that Gardala would definitely not sit back and wait for the Viku people to come to the door again, and would definitely strike first.

And if you want to strike first, then the temple of Hakoya on the border will undoubtedly become the most important stronghold.

If it were Murong Feng to command the army to go south to counterattack the Viku, the first thing to do was to mobilize grain and grass to fill the warehouse of the Hakya Temple.

But Wei Ya is shirking, it is clear that this is not stupid, knowing that once the war is ignited, then her temple will become a front-line fortress. And when the battle is over, whether the temple can still exist is two words.

For a moment, the banquet fell into an eerie silence, with only the chewing sound of a few people.

Suddenly, Murong Feng shook his ears, and then continued to eat meat and drink wine quietly.

After a while, a rush of footsteps came from outside the hall, and when he reached the gate of the palace, he heard a man say aloud: "Report! Front-line emergency military intelligence! ”

"Biography!" Gardara immediately looked up in response.

A troll messenger hurried into the main hall and handed a secret letter to Gardara.

Gardara quickly opened the secret letter and looked at it, and her face changed drastically. Suddenly he stood up and commanded the messenger: "Is what the letter says true? ”

The troll messenger bowed his head and said in horror: "The villain saw it with his own eyes! ”

Galdara's face turned ugly for a moment.

"Prophet, what happened?" Wei Ya asked.

Gardara handed over the secret letter, and Wei Ya took it and looked at it, and her face changed slightly.

"Storm Giant?!! Wei Ya asked in a shocked voice, "Did those Viku really invite the Storm Giants to join the battle?" ”

The Troll Messenger replied, "Yes, High Priest. The villain saw it with his own eyes. The Storm Giant was three or four feet tall, a head taller than the walls of the Daxsalon fortress. And the power is infinite, and the boulder can be thrown with bare hands, comparable to our trebuchet. ”

Gardara's face was as black as the bottom of a pot and he asked, "How was the battle going when you came?" ”

The Troll Messenger bowed his head and said, "Lord Bazhebel cast a forbidden spell to repel that storm giant...... The Prophet asks you to hurry back and take charge of the situation. ”

Galdara slammed into her chair.

"What forbidden arts?" Murong Feng turned around and asked Bingya.

"The villain doesn't know." Bingya shook his head blankly, obviously he didn't know what forbidden spells Zaklon would have.

Dregmar guessed, "Since it's called a forbidden art, eighty percent of it is some kind of life-for-life magic." ”

Murong Feng secretly regretted that he didn't expect a talent to miss out.