The Imperial army gathered from the Harbor of Mertil for a few days, and all the temples of Amberi, the goddess of the sea, were torn down, the captive priests were taken away, and Bane's adherents of other gods were the best intellectual sacrifices to please the god of strife. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Ambury suffered heavy losses this time, and this sea overlord will definitely be more cautious if he wants to stretch his palm to the shore in the future.

Compared to the priests, the people of the Federation were not treated so harshly, and the Imperial army was restrained by Jones and did not harass them too much. The Goths expanded their territory almost every year and had developed a unique conquest mechanic. The rights of the people are increased according to the number of years of ownership, and after the preparation of these surrendered areas, corresponding internal affairs officials will be dispatched to govern them. Soon it became its own territory, and the soldiers did not need to waste it.

As a result, Jones was not resisted, and Jones completed the task of replenishing on the spot in the shortest possible time. This is not good news for the Federation, which means that their survival time is once again compressed.

Isa's urgent letters for help were sprinkled like snowflakes wherever they could.

Some of the smaller countries and tribes around the country did not send reinforcements due to the intimidation of the Gothic Empire, but Bane's reputation was too bad. The situation of the Federation inevitably makes them feel sad that the rabbit is dead and the fox is dead, so they all provide more or less material armaments.

Of course, this aid is only a drop in the bucket and cannot compete with the empire at all.

Many students in the Royal Academy have already left, and the war is approaching, and safety has become the biggest problem. Nasus the kobold was one of them, and he left with his baggage. He is just an insignificant kobold, and in his dictionary Xinyi is the least valuable, and for him, the experience of this period of time is enough to brag about it when he goes back. Gargamel's disappointed eyes made him throb, but life is what counts, isn't it?

He wanted to say goodbye to Buck, but he didn't know what Buck was planning to do, and he gave up on it for fear of being despised for him. In fact, they have a common language.

The other is the students who choose to stay, there are many acquaintances of Buck, including the forbidden wizard encountered in the trial, the half-orc Gandru, the halfling gold panning, etc., war is the best training, and any pursuit of strength improvement is inseparable from the washing of blood and fire.

In the city of thorns, the fiefdom of the Bauhinia family, everything is in a big mess, all the horses are fed with fine grain, and the guards are all equipped with refined equipment. This private army, which is not weak in combat, has a strong mark in the history of the Federation. In terms of strength, the Thorn Guards are not inferior to the Lionheart Praetorian Guard, but one is good at offense and the other is good at defense. Lionheart's sharpness is better known to the world.

In front of the Thorn Guard, a middle-aged man dressed in a cloth coat and carrying a long sword. He was none other than the legendary sword Saint Luo Shanhai that Buck had encountered when he was in Valen City. For him, the only pursuit in this life is fame and strength. What could be more worthy of the brilliance of a redbud than turning the tide?

The group crossed the mountains and mountains and headed for the Emerald City. Luo Shanhai was excited by this earth-shattering battle of glory, and in this team, there was another person, who had practiced for more than half a year and made his strength improve by leaps and bounds. But he still can't forget the arrogant words of that rascal, the loud slap. This time, we must defeat him face to face and wash away the shame. Thinking of this, my heart is also hot.

In the Emerald City, the Sith family has long been a thing of the past. Many people regretfully think so, but at least, there is still a trace of this family in this place.

"Chief, business hasn't been doing well lately......" The bearded man put the scimitar on his shoulder and said casually: "The damned Imperial people are coming, and the number of caravans has decreased!" ”

"Then make a bigger business! The Imperials let us have no food to eat, so we went to drink their blood! The man was thin, but his eyes were bloodthirsty and shining, and two thin blades were stuck at his waist. This person is none other than Landier, the last bloodline of the Sith family. He didn't talk empty words, he really found a place to start the business of robbing caravans. It didn't take long, and with its strength and means, it also pulled a team of robbers of a small size.

In the astonished gazes of the crowd, Randuil turned away coldly, he was also a part of the land no matter what.

Another inconspicuous procession, heading in the direction of the Emerald City.

In the monasteries of the Atlantis, Isul won the affection of almost everyone with her gentleness. This kind of pure friendship, she loves it.

The pious and focused self-cultivation atmosphere made her mind clear, but there was still one thing that was hard to let go. News of the Empire's attack had spread here a month earlier. Esul cautiously dodged the guards and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"Sister Luo Wen......" was called away, and Isoer was embarrassed to answer, "I just can't rest assured that he ......"

"Your status is noble, you must not ......leave," Luo Wen said, "I'll see, can I arrange a doorman to pay attention to it secretly, this kid has a lot of secrets, and he won't easily put himself in danger." ”

"Thank you." Ysore was worried, but it was the best thing to do.

Luo Wen knows people's hearts, and she can't help but sigh at this time. If the genre wants to avoid this strife, it should not close the door again. Because the person who received the door was already involved in this dispute.

The followers of Suren do not believe in cause and effect, but they are tainted with cause and effect.

In Valen, a dwarf in greasy clothes walked out of the tavern holding a wine bottle and shaking his head. Coming to the tavern every day to brag and perform illusions is his daily homework.

Back at home, a piece of paper rests on the coffee table. He flipped through it, and it was all about Buck's actions during this time, signed by Barronde.

"This stinky boy ......," he scolded. He is a legendary warrior who does not belong to the Federation, and although the letter from his old friend is only about Buck, he does not understand his old friend's request.

Gerbao winked slyly and said to himself, "Just go and see, it doesn't matter......" He comforted himself, pushed the door open, stepped on a stubby horse, and rode away.

……

With all these people gathered in the Emerald City, Buck didn't have time to think about it, and he had to deal with the fat cat's cross-examination.

The fat cat was a little broken and said, "Why didn't you react?" It stands to reason that the brand should be about to condense the runes......"

The seven deadly sins are the purest desires, and the more you experience them, the more they will trigger them.

Perhaps an opportunity is needed. The fat cat remembered that when it condensed the runes at that time, all kinds of emotions intersected, and there were many flavors. "Why don't you try an illusion potion?"

"Stop dreaming, although I respect you very much, it is also impossible." Buck bluntly refused, this alchemical medicine had great side effects, and he was reluctant to try it.

"There's a problem...... Did Edmund really die at your hands? Buck asked.

"He's a fool, stupid, and has nothing to do with me."

"Since it has nothing to do with you, then how did you get locked up here by him?"

The Seven Deadly Sins of the Fat Cat seemed to have received an insult, "He can also lock me up?" If it weren't for ......"

Speaking of this, the fat cat rolled his eyes, "There's no need to talk to you about this......"

Buck's curiosity burned with curiosity, and he wanted to tear open the fat cat's mouth and continue to listen to him.

"Let's go, let's go......" The fat cat kicked Buck out.

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