Chapter 158
Leon's smooth return is really good news, and it also makes Sui Xiong and the others finally let go of the hearts that have been hanging, and they don't have to worry about it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
So, it's time to lecture.
"You're so bold!" Sui Xiong frothed, his tentacles waving like a monster from the deep sea in a horror movie, and said angrily, "We all told you how strong Yune Ruo is, and you still dare to provoke him?! Are you stupid or crazy? I really don't know how to write the word 'death'!"
"I just think that with the help of the three artifacts, I can run away if I can't beat it......" Leon defended.
"Run?!Run, you ghost!" Sui Xiong was furious, so angry that his tentacles turned red, "Isn't it great that you are the three artifacts of the eagle?" A level 60 character got together three pieces of epic equipment and ran to the level 80 dungeon to pretend to be forced, believe it or not, a little monster on the side of the road will bite you half of your blood!"
Leon was silent, although he couldn't understand Sui Xiong's words very well, but he could still understand the numbers.
"What kind of character is Yuneruo? He is a strong man who was qualified to fight for the throne of the orc emperor five thousand years ago, and he is a veteran predecessor who is as famous as the Sky Swallowing Dog and the Iron Lion. The Sky Swallower is as famous as the Lord of Light, and Yunero has fought with the Sky Swallowing Dog, in other words, he is a high-grade figure with the Eagle God, and may be stronger than the Eagle God...... Who gave you the unwarranted confidence that you could compete with a master of the same level as him with the help of the three relics left behind by the dead ghost of the Eagle God?"
Leon was dazed by the scolding. For a while, I didn't notice that Sui Xiong was secretly changing concepts. Kalisa stood next to her without saying a word, just nodding her head and nodding her head again. Using this silent way to add persuasiveness to His Majesty's criticism is also increasing his psychological pressure. It's a two-pronged approach. Leon soon couldn't stand it anymore, honestly bowed his head and admitted his mistakes, and promised not to trouble that Yunelo again in the future.
"It's useless to promise, swear an oath!" Sui Xiong said coldly, "If you dare to run to find trouble with that dangerous guy again, you will be crawled into your bed in the middle of the night by Steele!"
Leon's face suddenly turned earthy, and he shouted, "This oath is too vicious!"
"No matter how vicious the oath is, as long as you don't think about breaking it, it's fine!"
Kalisa's face changed, too. Persuaded: "Why Steele!
"If it's Steele, it's a deterrent!"
Sui Xiong was triumphantly threatening Leon, when suddenly a tentacle was gently pulled twice, and when he looked down, he saw a pink pig showing a simple smile and gently tugging at his tentacles.
"Huh?!"
It is a very embarrassing thing to be exposed by the bitter master on the spot when he says bad things about people behind his back. Even if he is as cheeky as a jellyfish god, he is dumbfounded at the moment and doesn't know what to say.
But Steele wasn't going to give him a chance to think of excuses. She smiled, the red and blue flames on her body lingered, and in an instant, she turned into a huge pink pig, raising a big fist like a ram.
"Silk ...... Steele ...... Something to say...... We are all civilized people...... Don't do itβ"
Rumble!
"βFeet. β
One punch knocked down the jellyfish god who did not accumulate virtue. Steele's body flickered with fire, and she turned into a petite and cute pink pig again, and jumped into it. Flew out of the temple.
After a few seconds, Carissa sighed and said, "Miss Steele is getting better and better! When did she master this skill?"
"The power of the furnace (the ability obtained with the perfect wishing technique) of the Wishing Household of Wuramaru Mei (the ability obtained with the perfect wishing technique) ......" Sui Xiong said vaguely.
Calisa and Leon watched as he was stunned by the beating. Now that the bear has not recovered, think about the origin of the perfect wishing technique. I couldn't help but look at each other, secretly amused.
What does it mean to be self-inflicted?
Being so troubled by Steele, Sui Xiong lost the interest in criticizing Leon and turned to another matter.
"What's the matter with the three eagle artifacts?" he asked, "I really haven't heard of anyone who can turn a mortal into a god-like powerhouse with just three pieces of equipment...... Such equipment is simply unheard of!"
"Aren't all so-called artifacts very powerful?" asked Kalisa, "The sword and armor you made for Leon are also very powerful, why do you care so much about the three artifacts of the eagle?"
"These are two different things. Sui Xiong said, "No matter how powerful the artifact is, it can't generate huge power out of thin air. After all, users are only mortals after all. But the three artifacts of the Eagle are different, it can give Leon enough power to fight the gods at once, which is completely contrary to common sense, something is wrong!"
But Leon and Carissa are really not good people to discuss, so Sui Xiong can only go to Morani to discuss.
β...... To sum up, do you think it is because the Eagle God has mastered some skill that is beyond common sense, so that he has the confidence to challenge the Lord of Radiance?"
Morani put down his big glass and said with a smile: "How is it possible! I dare not say anything else, I am much better than him in the blacksmith business! It's not that I look down on him, I can't do anything, how can he do it?"
Sui Xiong thought about it and became more and more puzzled.
As the god of forging of half-orcs, Morani is naturally a professional who could not be more professional. He said it couldn't be, and it certainly couldn't be. If the skill of the Eagle God was so high that even Morani couldn't imagine it, then it shouldn't have been him who was bombarded by the Lord of Radiance, but the Lord of Light who was killed by him in turn.
In that case, what kind of secrets are hidden in the three artifacts of the eagle?
β...... You said that I stole the three artifacts of the eagle back, let's study them quietly, how about it?" The more he thought about it, the more he felt like a hundred claws were scratching and scratching in his heart, and his heart was itching, and he couldn't help but propose, "It......'s a big deal to return it after the research is done."
"Do you need to steal them?" Morani laughed, "I stole them back then, studied them, studied them for years!"
"Damn, have you come up with any fame?"
"Nope. Morani said helplessly. "It's nothing more than something that can absorb the belief in the eagle god in the world and then transform it into divine power. Supposedly, this set of things is not complicated and high-end at all. I can make three or five sets a day with my eyes closed, but I don't know why. I never made the same effect as the original......"
Seeing Sui Xiong's curious baby's appearance, he simply took out a set of imitation eagle three artifacts and handed it to Sui Xiong.
I saw that this set of "Eagle Three Artifacts" was the same as the set of activated states that Leon was wearing at the beginning, and even I could clearly feel that there was a force lingering on it. But if you feel it carefully, you will find that the power is much worse than the one that was worn on Leon at the beginning, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.
"It is built strictly according to the original, from the material to the structure, there should be no difference. He said, "Of course." In terms of craftsmanship, each blacksmith has his own technique. But I can guarantee my reputation that my methods will only be better than those of the Eagle God!"
Sui Xiong took this set of fakes, thought about it, separated an avatar, took this set of imitations, came to Eagle Wing City with the help of the portal, and flew all the way to the battlefield.
Although Leon had returned, the war had only been over for a few hours. Troops from both sides were still stationed near the battlefield. It is necessary to wait for the bodies of the respective fallen soldiers to be collected, and then exchange prisoners of war, and then they can withdraw from the army.
When Sui Xiong arrived, he saw that both sides had sent auxiliaries to clean up the battlefield. Under twilight. The battlefield was dark, and the hideous and tragic corpses were everywhere, which made people shudder.
It's the middle of winter. The weather was cold, and the blood that flowed unbridled a few hours ago. Frozen into ice along with flesh, armor, weapons, and dirt. Although it was not very hard, it also caused great trouble for the auxiliaries. Often, it takes seven or eight minutes for a few auxiliaries. Only then can a corpse be sorted out, carried onto the board cart parked next to it, and wait to be transported back to the camp.
Looking down from the sky, the huge battlefield was full of corpses, and even with Sui Xiong's extraordinary eyesight, he couldn't count how many people had died.
Seeing this scene, he who originally rushed to steal the three artifacts of the Eagle for research was like being poured head-on by a scoop of cold water, and his enthusiasm was all cold.
"That's what it is...... War, ah......"
Stopping on the battlefield where there were still traces of tragedy, he seemed to be able to hear the hoarse shouts of both sides, the neighing of war horses, the collision of weapons, the scene of weapons cutting through the body, blood and life gushing out together, and the anger, unwillingness, helplessness and despair of those who were dying.
Yes, these are still there. Even if mortals can't see it, for the gods, this land has been soaked in "war", and it is unknown how many years will pass before they can return to normal.
"It's a spectacular sight, isn't it?" a figure wrapped in a black robe appeared next to him, taking two steps back in his vigilant eyes, holding a long scythe, looking down at the frozen hell under his feet, "I've seen it many times, but every time I have a new feeling." β
"Why did the Grim Reaper come to the human world?" Sui Xiong couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you supposed to be stationed in the underworld all year round?"
"It's just an incarnation. β
The black-robed man with the long scythe is one of the powerful divine powers, Dio Naruth, the god of death. He established the kingdom of God in the underworld, with all kinds of dead spirits as his followers, and declared that all living have death, and only death is eternal peace.
Among the gods, He is also a being who is deeply feared and unwilling to be an enemy of him. It's just that although he is powerful, he rarely has conflicts with people, except for fighting with the goddess of life and being beaten to the street for a thousand years, there is no clear battle record.
As for the only battle record...... Being able to fight fiercely with the Goddess of Life is in itself enough to prove that He is powerful. You must know that so far, even the powerful divine powers have not dared to confront the Divine Punishment Thunder left behind by the Goddess of Life!
The appearance of the Grim Reaper surprised Sui Xiong. But he immediately understood what the god of death was here for, and with a wave of his hand, the long scythe turned into a cloud of black gas, slashing around the entire battlefield a few times, like countless hooks, hooking many dead souls, and tying them to the blade in a row.
"They are dead, and their souls have nowhere to go, and sooner or later they will become evil spirits. Death sighed softly, "All I can do is give them peace so that they never have to endure the pain of being alive again." β
β...... Thank you. β
The Grim Reaper smiled, and under the black robe, a pair of eyes seemed to be looking at Sui Xiong.
"This is my priesthood and my philosophy, and it doesn't matter if I thank you or not. In fact, you have also glorified my actions, knowing that almost every one of these souls has a strong obsession, and not even one of them is willing to go to the underworld. I forcibly took them away, and I don't know how they will be cursed. β
As he spoke, the Grim Reaper, along with the countless souls chained to the scythe, vanished without a trace.
And at this time, the last afterglow of the sky finally disappeared, and the night covered the earth. (To be continued.) )