1. Resuscitation

Under an unknown giant mountain in the distance, the height of this giant mountain seems to have no end in sight, as if it is connected to the sky, and a few faint spatial cracks suddenly seem to appear in the gray-black sky, but they disappear after a while, and in the depths of the giant mountain, the sickle with a black handle and a blood-red blade seems to move. However, the dozens of people with black wings on their backs flying near the south side of this mountain didn't seem to notice any anomalies, and at the same time, there were dozens of people with fleshy wings on their backs in the north of this mountain who didn't notice any abnormalities.

At this moment, in a building resembling an ancient magic tower in a tribe near the resting place and the orc alliance kingdom, an old man, a few magician warriors, and a woman sitting opposite him seemed to be saying something.

That old man was the High Priest of Maysfield who set off to seal the remains of the altar with Yeqing, as well as the magician Dobin and the warrior Quake, as well as the two little magicians.

At this time, Mesfield spoke again: "Your Excellency, I feel as if the blood in my body has begun to flow a lot, and my magical abilities and divine skills have increased in a rapid way. It's as if the seal that held us down seems to have been lifted. ”

Althea nodded and said, "It seems that the prophecy is indeed not wrong, Yeqing really helped us break the seal, I guess he should not die, when the time comes, let's make up for him a fortune." ”

Maesfield suddenly thought of something and said, "If he hadn't died, he would definitely go to the Agoulas Imperial Demon Martial Academy, I remember he talked about it." ”

"Okay, the high priest, you can inform my brother and ask him to bring a fortune or a utensil, and let Orlino go to the Empire of Agoulas to give this to Yeqing as a way to make up for it, after all, Yeqing has not gained anything from this trip. Althea replied.

"Okay, Holy Maiden, apart from this matter, we should be ready for the Grim Reaper to descend on the continent of Agoulas. Once the Grim Reaper is resurrected, the underworld will still fall into the arms of our god, who is also the supreme being. Mesfield said.

"Well, then, as you say, Dobbin, Quake, you go and prepare these things. After Althea finished speaking, Dobinquik and the magician behind him left the magic tower, leaving only Mesfield and the Holy Maiden to continue to discuss other matters.

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The small town of Vic on the border of the Agoulas Empire is not too large, with only one main road and a few alleys running through the town, but because it is located right in the middle of the fiefdom of Count Sima and the orc kingdom, there are many merchants and travelers, so it is very prosperous. There are disproportionately many inns and taverns in the town, as well as many shops for equipment, magic items, and monster skins.

When night falls, the town is brightly lit, and even the wind blows through the smell of wine and food. Dinner is the most relaxing time for people after a busy day. In the lobby of this tavern, the dining room was large, and on the side of the restaurant near the bar, several bards were performing rapping, a few were playing quaint musical instruments, and one of the bards was beating the tambourine in a low voice, singing the stories of the epic heroes, and the story of the Lord of Augulas. The hoarse singing voice is long and long, the slightly rhythmic beating is exciting, the graceful and different tones, and the passionate stories all constitute a unique charm.

These stories may have been told for years, but the merchants who came and went in the tavern were still fascinated. In the drunkenness, glass after cup of liquor was served, the sound of banging and banging, the cheers of the mercenaries, drank in the beautiful music, the smell of wine poured up to the top of the head, and the rhythm of beating the tambourine seemed to gradually capture everyone's heart.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and when it came to an abrupt end, the door opened with a click, and then a foot entered, and a handsome young man and a beautiful young woman entered the hall. At the sight of the beauty, the mercenaries in the tavern whistled, but received no response. And the young man, after looking around, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he strode to the empty table, and then the two of them sat down on the chairs by the table, and the young man looked at the owner or waiter in the bar as if no one was around, and in the noisy and noisy environment, he shouted: "Boss, serve wine, get more wine and barley wine." ”

"Here we are, both. The waiter, who had hurriedly carried two glasses of wine, came running, and then went to fetch a barrel of wine and a barrel of barley wine, and placed them on the table, and when he received the money, the waiter turned away satisfied.

Then the voice of the bard, who had been brewing for a long time, reverberated through the tavern. At this moment, Yeqing has become more and more familiar with Amelia, and I don't know how many times I have drunk wine, constantly exchanging various things and opinions on the current situation, etc., and now Yeqing does not really regard Amelia as a slave, and Amelia has never felt that she is a servant, and the more she drinks, the more she talks, the more thorough the conversation, and it is precisely because of this, the knot in her heart has slowly faded in these days of chatting and exchange.

In the time that followed, the atmosphere of the tavern was good and lively enough, and the mercenaries cheered to their heart's content, and there were no fights or anything that affected everyone's interest. Eventually, when midnight came, the crowd in the tavern began to disperse in twos and threes, and began to look for an inn to stay in the town, and the owner of the tavern was estimated to have made a very good profit today, after all, one only had to look at the old man's smiling face to see the reason, and the merchants and mercenaries did not know how much wine and food they had drunk.

The next morning, Yeqing and Amelia set off normally, after leaving the hotel, Yeqing and Amelia walked along the avenue all the way to the northeast, after passing through the territory of two dukes, more than half a month passed, the road was very calm, Yeqing and Amelia came to the Chosen City, the royal capital of the Agoulas Empire.

Of course, during this period of contact, Yeqing found that Amelia was actually a good girl, but she was not deeply involved in the world, and because she was in a high position all the year round, she was very willful in doing things, and she had to take what she wanted, but now it seems to be much better. Of course, the fallen angel Amelia also thinks that Yeqing is still very good, after all, she is restrained by the contract at the moment and has no power to resist Yeqing, but Yeqing still treats her as a friend, at least she really didn't sell her, or sleep or anything.

However, during this period of time on the road, as long as he was free, Ye Qing was also crazy to step up time meditation and be proficient in various magics, striving to be able to move the level of the mage up as soon as possible, of course, he was very serious about understanding the Bright Starry Sky This Dou Qi, but found that it seemed that with his current level, he was unable to cultivate at all, even if he was cultivating, there was no effect at all.

Of course, this also made Ye Qing feel very discouraged, and after thinking about it, he began to care less about this matter as much as before, after all, he knew the degree of this exercise against the sky, and it was estimated that as long as he completed the first layer, his peers at any stage would not be his opponent. Therefore, from the beginning to the end, he never thought of completing all the cultivation of this Dou Qi, after all, the cultivation of the Heaven-defying Exercise was definitely not something that could be achieved overnight, he only needed to complete the first layer of cultivation.