New Tristram. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Patches of farmland are neatly arranged around the town. The plump wheat fell heavily, swaying slightly with the wind and drizzle. It's a harvest season.

This is New Tristram, a town rebuilt from the ruins of Tristram. Since they are in a separate space, there are no demons in sight, and the civilians are all busy with the work at hand with happy smiles on their faces.

"Lord Akara......"

A shopkeeper who was shouting and selling weapons and equipment suddenly saw a nun come out of the temple in the distance and hurriedly saluted and greeted her.

"May the gods be with you." Akara smiled back.

"Lord Akara......"

Other passers-by also saluted Akara. Since the three worlds have remerged into one world. Two of the three Rog camps were swallowed up by the surging demon army, and only a few hundred professionals escaped.

Thanks to Lanwu's establishment of Tristram as a stable stronghold, the weakest of the Rogue camps survived. When the demon army was surging, Akara and other camp leaders immediately arranged for all the professionals to be transferred to Tristram. And because they are the only remaining heirs to the title, they naturally become the managers here.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, and Akara's brow furrowed slightly. Today, Tristram has not only people from Rog's camp, but also many people who have fled from Lugoin. There were already intractable contradictions at the beginning, but now that they are living together, they will naturally not be peaceful. She didn't know if it was the people from Camp Rog who provoked the people of Rog Camp or the people of Camp Rog who provoked the people of Camp Rog.

"Accept the punishment of the Holy Wrath!"

With an angry shout, the fire flashed in front of him, and he suddenly exclaimed. Passers-by scattered in confusion. Akara rubbed his temples in a sullen manner and shouted, "Virgil, stop. ”

Virgil of the Holy Cult picked up a half-dead professional covered in black smoke, heard Akara's voice and threw it behind him. It took a long time for a few professionals in the same armor as him to catch the unlucky ghost who had bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

"Lord Akara, this is the new Tristram that the Benefactor has painstakingly managed. I don't allow anyone to mess around here. Virgil walked up to the other troublemaker with a clattering sound, grabbed his hand, and threw it behind him, causing the rest of his entourage to scramble for a while.

"Has he woken up?" Akara rubbed her temples in anguish, and changed the subject knowingly. This Saint Cult Army, whose brain is full of muscles, simply can't get in on the oil and salt. After all, they are the last survivors of mankind, and it is okay to stop the riots, but such violent law enforcement is debatable.

Virgil's expression darkened when he heard this, and he silently lowered his head and shook it. Akara looked sad between his brows, and sighed softly.

It's been more than a year. Ever since the Worldstone was destroyed by Tyrell's burning soul with all his might, Ranwu has been unconscious. For this benefactor, Akara had nothing but gratitude. Camp Rog is now able to grow, and it is inseparable from this charismatic. Even Tristram was built at his insistence. If it weren't for his persistence, I'm afraid that everyone, including Rugoin, would have been destroyed by the devil right now.

"Come with me to see him." Akara walked over. This is the only excuse that can make Virgil's piece of wood stop. In the past year, there have been many unlucky people under the hands of this Holy Cult Army. At worst, he was bedridden for half a year, and at worst, he couldn't even save the medicine. It can be said that the new Tristram can have such a stable environment now, and it is inseparable from this evil god.

Virgil obediently followed Akara and left. When the two of them walked away, the entourage couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The evil god is finally gone. Otherwise, New Tristram would have to have two fewer professionals.

The two left the noisy street and arrived at a secluded building in the northeast corner of town. As soon as he reached the door, the door suddenly opened, and Kasha stepped out of it.

"A new potion?" Kasha's eyes lit up when he saw Akara.

"I'm not as good as Eco in pharmacy." Akara shook her head regretfully, causing the sparkle in Kashya's eyes to darken suddenly.

"Go in. I have to go to the barracks. None of those little cubs are honest. Kasha stepped out of the way and headed straight for the barracks at the entrance to the catacombs. Now that Camp Rog and the survivors of Lugoin have converged, the militarized management that Ranwu had mentioned is being carried out in earnest, at the insistence of Akara and others, seeking to twist all the forces of the human survivors into a single rope.

The two entered the small building, but saw everyone sitting in the hall, each frowning. Virgil's expression darkened, and he bowed his head silently. Lan Wu was still unconscious.

"Lord Akara." Ovira walked out of the kitchen with an apron and two plates of food in her hands. Barbara followed, carrying a pair of thick cotton gloves and a large basin of steaming soup. She saw Akara standing in the doorway, took a few quick steps, put the soup on the table, and then stepped forward and led Akara to the crowd.

"It's all spirited." Barbara clapped her hands, completely different from the cold-faced god she had at the beginning. Perhaps freed from her demons, she is now truly like a mother, and no longer like a ruthless person who seeks power.

Flora looked up at her mother and looked down again. The little hand gripped Erin tightly. The latter was still as silent as before, but he held his sister's hand tightly, and his expression was equally gloomy.

Barbara also has nothing to do with her two daughters. Lan Wu has been in a coma for more than a year, although she has not seen it with her own eyes, she knows that her two daughters don't know how many times they have cried under the quilt.

"I thought about it." Eco happily ran down from the second floor with two dark circles under her eyes. As soon as she saw that Akara was also there, she immediately ran over excitedly and pulled Akara up and ran upstairs: "Hurry up, I found a way to revive the benefactor." ”

At this voice, everyone present stood up at the same time and followed closely. Flora and Erin were even faster. One is Rogge, who practices agility. Not to mention the other, the Assassins, how can they do it if they are not agile enough. The two of them ran at the front as soon as possible.

Eco dragged Acala into the room next to the staircase on the second floor, and was about to shout, but Claudia gave him a fierce look.

"There needs to be silence here." Claudia tucked the quilt for Lan Wu, got up and turned around and said solemnly.

"I've found a way to revive the Benefactor." Eco was frightened by Claudia's look, but in the blink of an eye, she got carried away and shouted again.

This time Claudia didn't stop it, and couldn't wait to push Eco to the side of the bed: "Then why don't you hurry up." ”

Eco was not angry, and spread his hands very firmly: "He should have consumed too much mana." As long as you replenish him with enough mana, he will definitely be able to wake up. (To be continued.) )