The rise of the Salling is definitely a good thing for the Tormond Temple, who in the Southwest Province does not know that the temple is the behind-the-scenes supporter of the Salling, so this time the Salling Missionary Cathedral was completed, and the temple attaches great importance to it.

The presence of a priest of the scepter himself to preside over the inauguration was undoubtedly representative of the temple's attitude.

Thord also brought an appointment to the Temple of Tormond, or rather a heavy gift to be precise.

This appointment was given to Elder Munstan, who had been specially promoted to the rank of white-robed priest and would henceforth preside over the Chaarland church!

It does not mean just an appointment to a position, but rather indicates that the Temple of Tomund has transferred a part of the power that originally belonged to the Temple to the Thrall, because Elder Munstein is not from the Temple, but a person from the Saarland.

Such appointments were very rare, as the temple was in charge of the divine power, and had strict control over the sanctuary and the missionary offices in various places, and all important positions were assigned directly by the temple, and the local priests, let alone the shamans of the original tribe, were usually not appointed.

Now Leon knew a lot about the temple, so he immediately heard that there was something unusual about this appointment.

But looking at the smiling Priest Thorde, Leon understood again.

On the one hand, I am afraid that it is the support of Faenes and Thord, and on the other hand, the temple is also showing favor to Thrall, so that Sal can stand better and more firmly in the camp of the temple.

However, Leon did not speculate much more about the reason, which was not a bad thing anyway, and it was much better for Elder Munstein to preside over the Sal City Mission than to come with a stranger.

On the other hand, the temple also appointed five gray-robed priests to the church, who were to be responsible for the regular work.

Bell!

The bronze bell that hangs in the attic on the top floor of the cathedral rings, and the loud sound of the bell is heard far and wide, passing through the city of Sal and into the forest and mountains.

This is the first time that the cathedral has been rung since its inauguration, and the twelve bells indicate that something of great importance has happened, and almost all the residents of the city have put down their work and begun to gather towards the central square.

No one knows what happened today, the city of Sal is not big, and a message can be spread from the east to the west of the city in a very short time.

The people had changed into their best clothes early and gathered in front of the cathedral with gifts dedicated to the temple to listen to the voices coming from the distant temple of Tomund.

Most of the inhabitants of Thrall City are from the Wuthering Forest, they come from different tribes, belong to different ethnic groups, but they have all been oppressed and bullied by elven goblins, and they have been displaced in the forest for a lifetime.

Therefore, they understand the value of living in peace and tranquility now, and they have incomparable loyalty to Leon, who led them out of the predicament, and Sal is not the most powerful dominion on the continent, but it must be the most united.

"Sons of God, it is my pleasure to be here to inaugurate the Cathedral of the city of Saarland..."

Priest Thord stood on the highest staircase in front of the church, his golden robes holding his scepter high, and his sonorous voice rang out to everyone's ears.

Leon, Elder Munstan, Cherny, Concordia, Rock Hammer, and others stood by and listened.

Priest Thord did not speak for long, praising the bravery of the people of Thrall and their devotion to the beast god, expressing the temple's joy at the completion of the Sal City Church, and finally sending blessings to everyone on behalf of the temple.

"Opa is above, glory and splendor walk with you!"

"Opa is on top!"

Thousands of voices converged and soared into the sky, the church bells rang for the second time, and the green doves of the forest, which had just landed on the rooftops, flew up one after another, and a low whistling was heard in the wind.

Thord swung his scepter, and a golden flame shot out of the staff's head and flew down on the totem pillar beside him.

The totem stone pillar shines brightly, and a dark golden flame instantly rises from the top, which is the fire of the god of faith, representing the approval of the beast god of the cathedral of the city of Sal.

The earth trembled slightly, and with the cathedral as the center, a huge silver-gray aura rapidly expanded and spread around!

It flooded everyone's insteps, penetrated the rows of houses without condensation, and finally disappeared outside the walls of the city of Sal.

Bathed in the morning light, the city of Sal shone with brilliance, as if it had been draped in a sacred cloak, and its majesty was unbreakable!

This is a unique sign that the Twin Spell Towers open the city's defense circle, and it is equivalent to blessing the entire Thrall City with a layer of mana defense.

In a state of war, this layer of protection can greatly increase the defense against spell attacks, and unless the defense circle is damaged or depleted of mana, the defense will persist as long as it is not actively suspended.

As a medium-sized pagoda, the protective circle in Sal City is absolutely nothing compared to the giant protective circles owned by Ugru and Tomund.

You must know that the protective circle of a real big city can form a huge shield to cover the city, and any spell attack will be ineffective until the shield is broken.

But for a small city like Sal City, a medium-sized magic circle is definitely quite a luxury, and not many people understand this, but those who understand are all impressed by Leon's arrogance, and it also makes them believe in Leon's determination and confidence to develop this territory even more.

That night, a grand parade was held in the city of Sal to celebrate.

A month later, the Twin Towers completed the interior decoration and the construction of all related circles, and quietly began to operate, and Aklan, Elder Munstein, and Xue Ni officially settled in the tower.

Master Bronn, who had been in the city of Sal for several months, returned to Tormund with the Templars after all the work, and before leaving, Léon hosted a grand farewell dinner.

The efforts and contributions of this white-robed priest who can be called a genius for Sal Ling will never be forgotten by Leon.

At the same time, the road from Saarland to the Glei area was completed.

After four months, Salling invested a lot of manpower and material resources, and later used all the green-skinned goblins, spending hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

With its completion, the journey of merchants from the Glay region to Saar was shortened from one week to four days, and the key was that the mountains and dense forests of Saar were no longer an obstacle.

From now on, not to mention ordinary gray camels, even heavy-duty freight carriages can reach Saarland through smooth mountain roads, which greatly improves the convenience of transportation.

In this way, the specialties of the Saarland and the Everglades can be easily transported overland to various parts of the Outer Southwestern Province, further promoting the prosperity of the territory.

After completing the road, Leon did not leave the greenskinned goblins idle, and the construction of the road to the northern provinces was put on the way.

Of course, the official start of construction will have to be in the spring of next year, and it is already late autumn and winter is approaching, and Leon does not want to fill a path with the life of the green-skinned goblin.

And Leon was not idle, during this time he entrusted most of the territorial affairs to him, concentrating on cultivating soul power and soul skills, and working hard to impact the third-level mad soul warriors.

Everyone understands Leon's efforts, so no one bothers him easily with nothing important.

......... Boom! Boom!

The roaring river slammed against the black rock wall, instantly shattering into countless foams, but the surging river did not stop and turned eastward in the impact again and again.

The Nucang River, as publicized as in the past, has not changed for thousands of years.

Leon opened his palm, and a crystal snowflake fell silently in his palm, which was immediately melted into water droplets by the heat emitted by his palm.

It's snowing!!

This is the first snow since the start of winter, earlier than the previous year.

Leon let out a long breath and his gaze returned to the other side of the Nucang River—the first time he had returned to the banks of the Nucang River in half a year.

Compared to half a year ago, Leon's appearance has not changed, but those who are familiar with him must be able to feel something.

After half a year of tempering, his external edge has weakened a lot, and his temperament is more calm and introverted, but the occasional flash of his black eyes reveals his inner high-spiritedness.

After two months of diligent cultivation, he quietly rose from the high rank of a second-level soul armor warrior to the top rank, and he was only one step away from a third-level mad soul warrior.

Since it was difficult to break through the bottleneck for a while, Leon left the Lord's Mansion to inspect his territory, relax his mind and broaden his horizons, and maybe he could find an opportunity to break through.

Ten leopard warriors stood behind him, their eyes also falling on the whistling forest on the other side of the Nucang River.

It was once their home.

"Don't worry, we will definitely go back!" Leon understood what they were thinking, and said lightly: "I believe that this day will not be too far away. ”

Phew!

No sooner had Leon finished his words than a feathered arrow burst out from the woods on the opposite bank, and with a roaring sound, it swept across the river several miles wide and hurled towards him.

Leon, who was suddenly attacked by a sneak attack, did not move, after such a long distance, what power did the opponent's arrow have, unless he was holding a legendary artifact.

Sure enough, the feather arrow fell into the river dozens of feet away from him, and this arrow was less like a sneak attack, more like a demonstration or a warning.

However, being able to shoot feathered arrows so far is definitely not something that ordinary archers can do.

A graceful figure appeared silently on the other side, and Leon's eyes were extremely keen, and he could see at a glance that it was an elven archer.

She glanced coldly, then retreated into the forest and quickly disappeared.

Have the elves finally arrived on the banks of the Nucang River? Leon's eyes froze.

Can this great river, which is regarded as a moat, stop the elves' ambitious steps? Leon never had any illusions.

And once the elves cross the Nucang River, Sal will bear the brunt!

(To be continued)