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Weather, cloudy.

Dark clouds covered the huge wall, the cloudy light was covered by dark clouds, the air was a little cold, and the pedestrians on the street had changed into heavy winter clothes in the dark and snow season, wrapped tightly. In the commercial and residential areas, the huge squares in the slums, and in front of the temple of the Holy See of Light, there are already staff of the Holy See of Light building a high platform for sacrifice, and two days later, in early August, that is, on the first day of the black snow season every year, it is a routine [prayer day], which is extremely grand, whether it is a commoner or a nobleman, will be at home or under the high platform of sacrifice, with the temple sacrifice to pray to the great God of Light, to give blessings, so that all beings will be free from suffering.

On the top of a towering fortress on Mount Dega, several divine envoys were busy building a large spire to the highest point of the fortress, and the cold wind blew the magic robes of several people into a hunting sound, and their hair was fluttering.

"Hurry up, act quickly, and bury the wire first." A spirited old man commanded beside him, it was Ibiza.

Several gods moved swiftly, pulling the wire down the groove on the ground.

"Lao Yi, do you think this thing can really work?" Another short, thin old man asked casually.

Ibiza shook his head slightly, and said: "It's hard to say, when the thunder and lightning come, you will know, no matter what, many of the concepts of thunder magic proposed by this thing know that deep drilling, even if it is not successful, it can be barely included in the three-star magic arts." ”

"That's good." The short and thin old man nodded, "This person should have a deep study of the power of thunder and lightning, and even knows how to use the latest plastic materials as insulators, perhaps the work of 'Bero', he has studied thunder and lightning for decades, and now it is time to be promoted to a master." ”

Ibiza smiled faintly and did not reply, Bero was a friend of the short and thin old man, and naturally won the latter's favor, but in his opinion, among the many divine envoys of the next generation, there were no less than three people who had the talent to make this thing, the only thing that made him regret was that he had asked several of his students two days ago, but it was not them who did it, otherwise, he would have a light on his face when this thing was born.

Thundered~~!

At this moment, there was a sudden low muffled thunder in the sky.

Ibiza and the short and thin old man were slightly stunned, their eyes lit up, and they immediately said, "Prepare quickly, everyone retreat." ”

The oracles who were busy in front of the minaret quickly finished their finishing touches, quickly retreated, and left with Ibiza and the short old man, and went to another tall building next door, where Ibiza and the short old man each put on a telescope with a plastic protector, and looked up at the dark clouds overhead, and a heavy rain was imminent.

At this time, a temple clerk brought several large oil umbrellas, ready to be used by a few people when it rained.

Ibiza looked back and was startled, and hurriedly scolded: "Get this thing away, you want to kill us?" ”

The envoys who were standing with their hands down also noticed the mistake of the young temple clerk, and when the latter was dazed and nervous, they hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the oil umbrella in his hand and threw it into the corridor behind. ”

The young temple clerk suddenly realized his mistake, his face turned pale with fright, his legs trembled, and he trembled in agreement, and hurriedly turned and ran.

A moment later, Ibiza and the others all changed into raincoats and stood on the floor.

Thundered~~!

Thunder and lightning swam in the dark clouds, and electric snakes burst through the sky, illuminating the gloomy heaven and earth suddenly, like an instant of day.

The short and thin old man stared at the giant minaret on the opposite floor, and said in a low voice: "There are those thunder god irons you arranged, and when the thunder is lowered in a while, it will definitely be split." ”

Ibiza snorted, squinting at the minaret giant.

Rumble!

A thunderclap rang out.

The air pressure in the air decreased, the humidity became thicker, and after seven or eight minutes, Ibiza felt a cold nose, but a drop of disaster rain fell, he looked up at the sky, immediately put on the rain hat, and waited quietly.

Bang!!

A thick purple thunderbolt passed through the air, as if the angry Jiao was jumping, and suddenly split out a purple lightning from the middle section, and suddenly hit the metal pole on the top of the minaret giant along the wet rain, and a dazzling purple electric light twisted more than ten meters away from everyone, as if this minaret giant was a divine hand, grabbing the electric snake from the clouds and holding it in his hand.

Ibiza and the others' pupils shrank, only to feel a slight tingling sensation on the skin and scalp, a layer of goosebumps aroused all over the body, and the blood in the body couldn't help but speed up, which was not only shocked by the strange picture in front of them, but also stimulated by the electrostatic and electromagnetic field attached to the thunder and lightning.

The lightning lingered on everyone's retinas for less than two seconds before disappearing, and the minaret was still intact.

Ibiza and the short, thin old man raised their binoculars to look at it, and found that the minaret was not damaged in the slightest, and the ground beneath it was not unusual, and they couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat, knowing that this magic work had succeeded!

Rumble!

Another bolt of lightning struck the minaret and wrapped around the metal pole.

When the thunder faded, the ground remained unscathed.

At this time, the rain is getting heavier, and the thunder and lightning are more fierce.

Thundered~~!

When the thunder sounds, there will be thunder and lightning from the air to be pulled down, hit the minaret giant, the ordinary lightning rod naturally can not have such a high lightning rate, but in order to verify the effect of the lightning rod, Ibiza arranged a large number of lightning guide iron around the lightning rod, the probability of lightning falling is greatly improved, and at the same time, due to the huge wall in the wall, it has some impact on the climate, and the height of the cloud layer is generally lower than the place outside the wall, which is also the reason why the lightning in the wall has become one of the main natural disasters.

In successive lightning strikes, the lightning rod was unscathed.

Ibiza and others watched the picture of thunder and lightning shining more than ten meters away at close range again and again, and they had gradually indulged in the magnificence of thunder and lightning from the initial shock, like watching a great art exhibition.

The rain lasted for more than three hours, and Ibiza and the short old man stood in the rain for more than three hours, and even the highest opera masters or musicians could not let them stand in the rain and watch for three hours.

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In the castle.

The oil lamps on the walls burned quietly, and the fragrant light warmed the whole hall, and the windows were all closed, and the rain was gently falling outside the windows, and the two maids stood quietly in one place, and they could see that their legs and feet were a little sore, but they still secretly persevered. While Cage sat on the sofa with Ginise, King and others, eating the newly bought fruit, Dudian stood in front of a window, gently opened the window, and looked at the crystal rain outside, although it looked clean and bright, but when the rain landed, he could see that the stagnant water was pale black.

Of course, it's not all because the ground is too dirty.

"Master, are you cold?" Nicotine stepped forward and said respectfully.

Du Dian didn't look back, and said quietly: "You come here." ”

Nicotine was slightly stunned, but still took a small step forward.

Dudian said: "What do you see? ”

Nicotine was slightly stunned, looked at the gap outside the window, glanced at it a few times, and wondered: "Rain? ”

"Where does the rain come from?"

"This, of course, came from the dark clouds."

"Where do the clouds come from?"

"Uh...... This slave doesn't know. ”

Du Dian was slightly silent, as if he was a little lost, and muttered in a low voice: "Have you ever thought about what the meaning of our human survival is?" ”

Nicotine was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed, and said: "Such a philosophical question, the house slave can't understand, the house slave only knows, my meaning is to serve you well, although I used to be offended and rebellious, but now that I'm older, I don't want to fight anymore, I hope you can trust me again." ”

Dudian withdrew his gaze and glanced at him, and the two looked at each other, Nicotine's gaze calm and sincere. Du Dian retracted his gaze, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Go and prepare a carriage for me, I'll go to the Lane family." ”

"Yes." Nicotine Lian said respectfully.

When Kachi and the others heard that Du Dian was going out, Lao Jin said, "I'll go with you too." ”

"No, you don't."

Kachi peeled the fruit and said casually: "I have been going to the Lane family every night for the past few days, and I won't return until dawn, is it possible that you have taken a fancy to which young lady of the Lane family?" ”

Dudian glanced at him, didn't say anything, and waited for Nicotine to prepare the carriage, and immediately put on his raincoat and got into the carriage.

Riding in a horse-drawn carriage to a butcher's door in a remote town, Du Dian spent two silver coins to buy a two-hundred-pound iron-backed pig, which is a relatively high-end type of pig, and the meat quality is competitive, similar to beef.

As last time, Dudian asked the butcher to slaughter the ironback pig and bleed it, pick it up and load it in the carriage, and then drive the carriage to the outskirts, leaving the carriage in a small town inn near the fortress, and let the proprietress take care of it and clean the carriage. He himself dragged the iron-backed pig that had been abandoned in the grass outside the town, and departed quickly in the night, and after a while, he came to a remote part of the fortress, which, as he expected, was relatively loose on patrol duty on a rainy day, and the fortress was so remote that the wildlings had never attacked it, resulting in a good number of garrisons here.

Du Dian carried the iron-backed pig over the fortress quickly, silently, the weight of two hundred catties was like a worthy weapon to him, not heavy, and after smuggling through the fortress, he immediately flew away along the night.

A moment later, Dudian came to the place where the little Splitter was raised, and he burrowed into the desolate building, opened the hole in the ground covered by the branches, and jumped into the basement with the ironback pig on his back, and saw the little Splitter sleeping soundly in the cage.

When he landed, the little splitter heard the movement, raised his head slightly, looked over, and after seeing that it was Du Di'an, he immediately "squeaked" a few times, seemed to be a little excited, and gently rubbed the cage with his sickle arm, clanging.

Dudian pulled out the dagger he was carrying, cut off the trotters of the iron-backed pig, and threw them through the gap in the tungsten steel cage, and the sickle arm of the little slasher immediately swarmed up, and immediately cut a pig's trotter into seven or eight pieces, and directly picked it up from the ground with his mouth and ate it.

The dagger in Du Dian's hand is a dagger for killing monsters, cutting the iron-backed pig like tofu, easily dissecting its body and throwing it into a cage to feed to the little Splitter, and now just a few days have passed, the carapace on the little Splitter's body is slightly darker than before, but there is still a layer of unfaded naïve nail color on the carapace, which looks like the paint is unevenly smeared.

Du Dian had seen the little Splitter who was killed by himself before, the other party was only five days, the color of his whole body had already transformed into extremely deep, the carapace and sickle arm looked very strong and hard, but this little Splitter was a little miserable, it had been four days, not only had it not grown much, but the color of the carapace had not completely transformed, mainly because the nutrition of the food was too poor.

"Little one, be obedient, I will kill your mother in a few days, and we can go outside the wall together, and I can also let you enjoy a little freedom." Dudian said to himself as he tossed it the pork.

The little Splitter eats the pork that has been thrown into the cage and is so happy and excited that it is the only meal it eats every day, after all.

After a few moments, after feeding the little Splitter, Dudian put on his raincoat and removed a small sachet from his neck, which, unlike the others, contained not spices, but a dried shell of the Splitter's plasma.

After leaving the basement, Dudian rode back into the wall by night.

After a few back and forth, Dudian had mastered the route, and after half an hour he had passed a desolate mountain range, and in vain he saw a dark shadow swaying like a ghost at the foot of the mountain ahead.

Du Di was relieved, looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that in the drizzle, the outlines of these black shadows were connected to each other, and they looked like more than a dozen figures, these people were in a team, holding strange long sticks and weapons in their hands, quietly moving forward in one direction.

Dooddy's head jumped, savage? He quietly pushed aside the grass, approached the past, and immediately saw the appearance of these people, tall and low, but dark and rough complexion, just like the people of remote small tribes such as India in the West in the old times, with animal tooth collars around their necks, weapons inlaid with beast bones and wooden sticks in their hands, and a fine short knife around their waists, which seemed a little mismatched.

When Du Dian saw these short knives, he suddenly thought of the short knives he picked up outside the wall last time, and his face changed slightly, but he didn't expect that this short knife was really used by savages.

I saw that these savages did not have raincoats on them, and let the rain fall on their bodies, and they didn't care at all.

At this moment, these wild men walked to a steep wall overgrown with weeds, the first wild man pushed the weeds away, got in, and the rest of the mermaids entered, and the last person at the end went in, and put the weeds back in place from the opposite side, if he hadn't seen these people enter here, Du Dian estimated that he would not have noticed that there was a wild man den here when he passed by.

He sniffed lightly, and though the rain diluted the smell, he could still smell a mixture of humans and beasts, which he remembered and turned to quietly leave.

Although the people in the fortress have always hated the savages and regarded them as enemies outside the borders, they did not have too strong feelings for Dudian, the enemies in his eyes were only monsters, and if there were not enough benefits, he did not want to provoke these savages, and his intuition told him that the background of the savages was no worse than the military forces in the fortress.