Chapter 338: A Wave of Unsettled Waves (II)
"Get some people to help bring the wounded back to the temple, and help me to sit down. "The deacon was very glad that if he hadn't had this robe, he would have been directly killed by the priest's magic just now.
The priest, who was only slightly injured, hurriedly helped the deacon to the side and sat down, but said in a low voice: "The people who came with me are all injured, and I can't find too many people for a while." β
The deacon frowned slightly and said, "Then find some of our believers, the believers in Ambo Harbor." β
"Yes, Your Excellency. When the priest saw the deacon sitting down, he hurried out to find someone.
Breathing heavily, it took a long time for the deacon to suppress the panic in his heart, he supported his thighs with both hands, and wanted to stand up to see how many people had been lost this time, but as soon as the palm of his hand touched the clothes on his body, he realized that the inheritance robe he was wearing had already been tattered.
The dense silver thread embedded in the robe completely melted, and all the nodes of the magic array exploded, and now this precious protective robe was draped over himself like a broken sack, and the faint smell of burnt smell rushed to his nose.
The deacon smiled self-deprecatingly, he made a heavy investment this time, and sent all the people who could be sent in the temple, which can be said to be pouring out, facing the temple of the goddess of the sea with only a few dozen people left, and almost died.
It seems that he still underestimated the power of the temple's defensive magic array.
Just as he was summing up the battle, a breeze slowly blew in the air, and he didn't care about it at first, but when the breeze became stronger and stronger, he sensitively knew that something was wrong.
You must know that the reason why Tajus is called the Lord of the Storm is because he has the priesthood of Storm and Whirlwind in his priesthood, as his follower. And he is also a clergyman, and the deacon is very familiar with the wind.
In such weather. The occurrence of winds of this intensity is most unnatural. It must have been the result of external force.
The most important thing is that he just killed all the clergy of the Temple of the Sea Goddess, and the Ocean Goddess also has the priesthood of the sea breeze, and Amber is a harbor.
"Quick, get somebody, we need to go back to our temple immediately. β
"Deacon. The Temple of the Sea has ruled Ambo for so long, and there must be a lot of treasures stored in the temple. "A little further away from the deacon, a priest is bandaging his companion, the magic has long been exhausted, and now he can only temporarily treat his companion's injuries urgently.
"Wait a while, let the lightly injured people guard here, don't go into the temple first, guard the periphery, don't you think this gust of wind is very strange now?"
As soon as the deacon said this, the priest and knight, who were still conscious, immediately changed their faces. Everyone thought of going together.
"I'm going to urge to see if I find anyone. The priest, who was still helping his companion to bandage just now, hurried away with a pale face.
Fortunately, I didn't go far before I found that my companion who had gone out to look for people had come with a group of people, and there was a carriage a little farther away.
"Deacon. This is a merchant in the harbor, and many of her subordinates are our followers, and she is happy to help in this matter. "The priest has returned.
"Oh, what about the others?" said the deacon, wanting to meet the merchant who was willing to help.
"She's a teenage girl. It's night, and it's not easy for her to show up. The priest explained slightly.
This is too. There was a large group of priests, knights, and men. And there are many people who have taken off all the equipment they are wearing because they are injured, and there are definitely not a few people who do not wear a wisp on their bodies.
"Well, then write her down, and when Hui FΓΉ comes, she will have a share of the port's trade. The deacon nodded slightly, such a trivial matter, he didn't need to worry about it, he only needed to remind the people below a little, in the future, this port would belong to the Lord of the Storm, and a little care of the people who helped them could also eliminate the impact of the previous group of young people slaughtering the villagers in the suburbs.
Those who help us will be rewarded, and the believers of the gods will be killed, and whoever tells them not to believe in the Lord of the Storm.
This is the case with the traditional missionary model of Tajus, which is frightening and inhabiting the worship of violence.
The number of helpers brought back by the priest is quite large, and the carriage is enough, as long as it takes one time, it can pull the seriously injured priest and knight back to the temple of the Lord of Storms, in the temple, the deacon can activate the divine array, with the help of holy water, it is not difficult to heal his companions at all.
As for the temple of the goddess of the sea, just arrange some lightly injured knights and priests to be stationed first, and then deal with it tomorrow.
It's not that the deacon doesn't want to move the temple of the goddess of the sea now, but he himself is injured, and if he doesn't hurry back for treatment, if this strange wind is really caused by the anger of the goddess of the sea, he doesn't even have the ability to resist, so it's better to go first.
The carriage dragged the wounded away, and in the distant shop, a masked girl stared at the convoy, her eyes half-squinted, bent into a half-moon shape, and it was obvious that she was in a very good mood now.
Hurried footsteps sounded behind her, and one of the captains who had followed her first came to the door of the room and knocked lightly.
"Come in. β
"Miss, it's windy outside, and it's going in the wrong direction. β
The masked girl turned around, her crescent-shaped eyes changed back to their original state, and she looked at the captain with some solemnity.
"Gollum ......" Captain swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said a little nervously: "This season, this situation generally does not occur, and the wind direction will not be the opposite, now this strange wind is blowing from the Black Iron Port to our side, and the fleet of ships of unknown origin seems to be coming in this direction." β
When the masked girl heard this, her brows immediately furrowed, and she pressed the table in the room and slowly deduced.
"I destroyed the temple of the goddess of the sea, and then the wind rose? Just the direction the fleet was coming? It's strange that there are no ghosts here. The masked girl felt that her deduction was probably correct.
Shu frowned, she said to the captain: "You go back and arrange it at the dock, try to arrange all the professionals we have recruited on that side, be careful when arranging, don't leak the news." β
"Yes, miss. β
The masked girl waved her hand and told the captain to leave.
"The people over there don't know if they remembered this, if it's really the same as what I deduced, then I'll see how you deal with it. The masked girl turned and looked at the Storm Lord's temple from afar, her eyes crooked again.
"The wind is too strong, and if the sail is full, the mast will be blown off!" "In the open sea, in a fleet, the captains of the ships were shouting at the sailors on deck.
The Patriarch sat in the VIP cabin, looking out the window restlessly. (To be continued......)