"Only the battlefield is the best place to collect these medicines and materials. ”

These cultists have cold voices and a style that is even more cruel than that of demons.

For the rulers, it is only a matter of spending a little more gold to forcibly recruit soldiers when they die, but territory is priceless, and they will not miss any opportunity to expand their fiefdoms.

The Celestial Elixir sold by these cultists is the next generation of the Demon Elixir, and the effect is similar to that of Berserk, but the effect is even better, if you use a light wind to throw another colorless and odorless mist-like Elixir into the battlefield, and after coming into contact with the guy who drank the Celestial Elixir, they will seep into the respiratory tract and react, and then transform them into the most ferocious demonic monsters.

If the Black Flame Church wants to conquer the Western Earth Continent, the source of soldiers is a problem, so this potion is indispensable, it can indiscriminately turn other races into demon soldiers of Black Flame.

"Disperse the meeting, do your best to sell the Celestial Elixir to other forces, as for Downton, if someone kills, let's go and pick up the head for nothing, if he really kills Frankfurt, it will become a pawn of the Black Wing Heavenly King. ”

Bishop Blackflame, who was presiding over the meeting, waved his hand and let the cultists disperse.

The activities of the church in the north were all under the command of the Black Wing Heavenly King, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Black Flame, and Frankfurt was divided into the hands of this Black Flame Bishop.

"Downton, I didn't expect that a civilian would come to such a point, the scepter level?

The middle-aged bishop sat on the chair, supported his chin with one hand, looked at Downton in the crystal ball, and showed a look of curiosity and regret, if he was a little persistent back then, he should be the strongest thug under his command now, right?

"The whole army is attacking. Do your best to hunt down the enemy!"

After giving the order, Downton returned to Aoki Town, where he still had a lot of business to attend to.

"Inform Abagon that a nationwide mobilization order be issued for all males over the age of sixteen and under the age of fifty to be conscripted into the army. Double the salary every month!"

Jackson sent out every order Downton, a timid ghoul who did not dare to fight, but who was very good at handling official duties.

"I used to be a government worker, and I was still fat!"

Jackson's memory has been blurred, but every time he mentions it, he is embarrassed and sad. It's like a poet full of stories.

Downton gave Jackson a blank look in his memory and continued to work, but I have to say that this guy's horses are absolutely top-notch, with warm tea, dry towels, melodious harmonica tunes, and just the right amount of shoulder massage. It can always put these things next to Downton as soon as possible, so that he can relieve his fatigue. Get a hint of relaxation.

In the evening, Suya and Barty, covered in blood, entered the hall and reported to Downton that the northern army had been defeated and retreated fifty miles, with more than six thousand dead. More than 10 thousand were captured.

Hu Tao walked in from outside with two glasses of juice, holding a straw in his mouth, and sucking it soundly.

"Hey, it's just that I beat away some miscellaneous soldiers, what's there to be happy about?"

Walnut placed the juice next to Downton. Pouting disdainfully, she will come back in the afternoon and kill those miscellaneous soldiers, it is too boring.

"At our level, of course, it is to deal with miscellaneous soldiers, and the super beast will be handed over to you. ”

Bhatty slapped his ass with a smile on his face, making the corners of Su Yakan's mouth twitch on the side, this minotaur has no discipline than Abagon.

"Humph!"

Little Walnut snorted triumphantly and accepted the compliment.

"Master, how is the loot? I killed a lot of people this time, and you are going to have a lot of blood, right?"

Thyssen stooped into the room and nodded to Suya and Barty as a greeting.

"Take your subordinates as scouts, and you did it!"

Looking at his friend Thyssen, who had formed a deep friendship in the lava secret realm, Downton complained angrily, Krupp giant, that is definitely the best type of attack.

"They do, I'm not at ease!"

Thyssen shook his head, and stopped talking.

Downton originally wanted to say that the barbarians were fine, but looking at the concern and worry in Thyssen's eyes, he suddenly understood that this Krupp was really thinking about himself and wanted to defend the Western Frontier for himself, so he was dispatched, and he believed that if the Western Army was defeated today, Thyssen would definitely assassinate Blackbeard in a desperate way.

"I see. ”

Downton smiled and tossed the juice glass to Thyssen.

"Haha!"

Thyssen caught it, and it poured into his mouth at once, he understood that he was going to assassinate the enemy commander, and Downton knew about it.

This is a dear friend, all in a wordless.

"What are you laughing at? Although the supplies of the Northern Army have been captured, they still can't feed the belly of the ogre, these guys are too good to eat. ”

Abagun walked in, grumbling beyond Downton.

Because of the big victory, Downton of course wanted to reward the three armies, and these natives were as if they had never eaten in eight lifetimes, eating haese one by one, and propping their bellies like a pregnant woman who was pregnant for ten months.

"Master, the supply to the natives must be reduced, and those who are loyal can be rewarded extraly, otherwise there will be no equal treatment, who will still compete for allegiance to you?"

The goblin steward strongly advised.

"Well, you can do it!" Downton nodded, "and what about the worthless loot?"

"The officers have valuable goods on them, but according to the rules of the battlefield, whoever grabs it belongs to whom, and the possession of that commander is yours, but that legendary ring has been broken by you, and if it is repaired, it will cost more than a million gold coins, and the hot sand scimitar was taken away by Jackson. ”

Abagon ignored Jackson's eyes and returned meticulously, "The most valuable spar is on you, in addition, the golden ticket plus magic diamonds and other bits and pieces, a total of 220,000 gold coins!"

"Blackbeard is also a commander, so poor!"

Jackson teased and changed the subject, but he found that Downton did not let him go.

"What do you want a cutlass for?"

Downton frowned.

"Fight!"

As soon as Jackson finished speaking, the whole room resounded with boos, and his timid and fearful character had already spread throughout the barracks.

"Hold up the façade, master, your men. How can you not have a legendary armament?"

Jackson is super face-loving, and a superb weapon is enough to deter many crumbs.

"Forget it, you can keep it if you want!"

Downton went to the underground, and even dug up the treasure trove of the Dwarven Empire, and gained a lot. Not to mention this scimitar, and a few personal guards, everyone has legendary weapons, especially Arnold's broken head is the most valuable.

When he saw this warhammer, Arnold fell to his knees and declared his allegiance to Downton for generations, becoming a retainer of the master's family.

Arnold is indeed affectionate and righteous, if he were replaced by other barbarians, he would use the symbolism of broken heads. Go and gather the barbarians and become the leader of the tribe.

"Lord Virtuous Wolf, please lead us in our quest for a place of freedom, right?"

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the town, which shook the glass windows and made Suya and Barty rush out immediately.

"Let's go, let's see!"

Downton could hear it as an ogre's voice and entered the hall. He saw a group of natives kneeling outside, pleading with Charlotte.

"What's going on? Do you feel like they're taking you for a savior?"

Downton stood beside the wolf. Before he could finish asking, he was yelled at.

"Stay away from Lord Virtuous Wolf!"

"You don't deserve to stand next to the Great Shaman!"

The natives looked indignant, as if Downton was blaspheming her by standing beside Charlotte.

"Are you looking for death?"

Jackson jumped out immediately, drew his crossbow from his back, and wound it with a click. Gotta clean up this bunch of guys.

The natives didn't care about Jackson at all, but no one dared to scold anymore, because Thyssen and the others took a step forward in unison, with a grim look full of coercion.

"Blood mallet. You have a hole in your head, why do you want to rebel?"

Little Walnut hates being rude to Downton the most.

"We have found Lord Virtuous Wolf, and we will never be bullied by you humans again, she will lead us to freedom and civilization!"

The people who can stand here are all shamans from various indigenous tribes, who belong to the level of 'wise men', but now they are screaming as unashamedly as fanatics.

"Shut up!" Downton was about to die of annoyance, and with a wave of his hand, half of the hall was shattered, "Charlotte?"

"It's nothing, they misidentified someone. ”

Xia Luo's expression was flat.

"How could I be mistaken, it was you who taught me words, how to communicate with nature, and without you, I would not have become a great shaman. ”

A dying old man was full of tears, kneeling on the ground and looking at Xia Luo with a pious face.

Downton believed that if Charlotte had told this guy to die immediately, he would have done the same.

These shamans are all talking about the past, and in their descriptions, the tribe can have today, all brought by Xia Luo.

"Bloody mallet, which one is this?" Downton teased, "You're not stupid enough to think of Charlotte as some kind of wolf, are you?"

"It's Lord Virtuous Wolf!" Bloodhammer corrected Downton, "In the Dragonhills, the Virtuous Wolf is a greater being than the Goddess of Nature, for it has taught us natives knowledge that no one can afford to look down upon, and has given us hope!"

"What are you kidding? Sister Xia Luo is at most twenty years old, how can she teach you these old men?"

Little Walnut didn't believe it.

"Virtuous wolves don't age. ”

Shamans are simply frenzied and terrifying.

"When I was a child, I saw the face of Lord Virtuous Wolf, and I was able to step into the dragon slayer before the age of thirty, all thanks to the teachings of Lord Virtuous Wolf!"

Blood Hammer had a look of remembrance on his face, with the harsh environment of the dragon hills, lack of food and clothing, no resources, and purely relying on talent to promote to dragon slaying, he really suffered too much.

"You're talking about our mother!" Xia Luo pinched her eyebrows, "Please disperse, we have to go back to do real yàn!"

"No way, why do you look the same as your mother?"

Some shamans question, even if it is their own daughter, there will be some surprises.

"Could it be that Lord Xian Wolf has forgotten the memories of the past?"

"Or is it reincarnation?"

"Anyway, Lord Virtuous Wolf has reappeared, and he must have heard our constant prayers day and night to save us!"

The shamans frantically prostrate on the ground, took off the tribal totems they were carrying, placed them in front of Xia Luo, and offered her the highest etiquette, "Please lead us to see the light again!" (to be continued......