Section 43 Regeneration Waves

After countless thousands of years of development in the Bright Camp, there are not many professions that have come out, not to mention thousands, of course Fang Qingshu can't know them all, so as soon as he heard Qing'er say this, he immediately asked curiously: "What is a prophet? How do you know so clearly?"

"The Prophet is a very powerful profession of light!" Qing'er then explained, "We Titan Protoss and Light Protoss have been dealing with each other for hundreds of thousands of years, so we are still very familiar with their details!"

"That's it!" Fang Qingshu immediately said, "Tell me what is so powerful about this prophet?"

"Well, the Prophets are so special, it can be said that they do not have the slightest combat power, but at the same time they are extremely powerful. Qing'er said solemnly: "Their essence is actually very simple, that is, to communicate with the gods, and when you encounter difficult things, you can ask the gods for help." Anything goes, prophecy, fighting, healing, and anything else. ”

"For example, what we were inexplicably peeked at by them this time, if I guessed correctly, it must have been done by Kara asking the gods! Except for the gods, I can't imagine anyone who can avoid the radar detection of the Atlanteans, after all, this is also something worth hundreds of thousands of god coins, how can it be so useless?" Qing'er explained.

"Ah, I remember!" Helena also said suddenly: "It seems that we Atlanteans also have some introduction to the extremely special light profession of prophets, as if they can say that they can have a divine descent technique, which can ask a trace of divine thoughts from the gods to possess them, so as to exert super combat power!"

"Really?" Fang Qingshu expressed doubts about Helena's words, "Since Kara has super combat power, why did she run away, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to kill us all directly?"

"I know why!" Qing'er suddenly said: "The prophet has an extraordinary sense of potential danger, I think the only reason why she doesn't use the Divine Descent to deal with us is that she senses that there is something on your body that threatens her safety!

"Is there something on me that threatens her?" Fang Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "You mean that eighteenth-level scroll?"

"Not bad!" Qing'er nodded solemnly and said: "I estimate that after the eighth-level Kara casts the Divine Descent Technique, she will only be at the level of fifteen at most, and for the spatial dimensional slash of up to the eighteenth level, I am afraid that she will not have the ability to resist, of course, this is also related to the ability of the main god she believes in, if the main god she chooses has strong combat power, it may be better! But in any case, no fifteenth-level person is willing to face an eighteenth-level spell." That's pretty much a life-or-death sentence. ”

"It's not just her who is dying, it's also me!" Fang Qingshu wiped his cold sweat and said: "A fifteenth-level guy? Who knows if you can do it with a scroll? Anyway, I have no bottom in my heart, so it can be seen that don't look at this Kara's fierceness, in fact, he is a little timid, not a person who does big things! The Angel Legion is really a failure, how can such a powerful profession be done by such a stupid person?"

"Hehe!" Qing'er suddenly smiled: "Such a powerful profession is not something that anyone can do if you want to do it, it requires a double test of bloodline and talent." Even in the Angelic Protoss, a prophet is an extremely rare profession. ”

"Oh?" Fang Qingshu asked curiously, "I know the talent, but how can it still have something to do with the bloodline?"

"Of course, the soothsayer needs to communicate with the gods, and the gods are not accessible to anyone, only those with the blood of the gods!" Qing'er smiled, "Do you see the word 'holy' in Kara's name? Only direct descendants of the gods of light are eligible to add this surname." ”

"So that's the case?" Fang Qingshu then suddenly said, "But I heard that those birdmen are all lustful, and there are so many direct descendants, why are there so few prophets?"

"It's just that they don't have talent!" Qing'er explained, "What the prophet needs is not magical control, nor mental power, or anything else, but what it needs is a god surname, which is a genus unique to the gods, and has a little circulation in their direct bloodline. If the descendants of the god surname are very high, they can easily get in touch with the gods through this god surname, and thus become a prophet. ”

"Therefore, the only cultivation of the prophet is to cultivate his own god surname, so that he will continue to grow, the stronger the god surname, the more help he can get from the gods, and in the end, after the prophet's god surname is strong enough, he can be reborn and directly become a god!" Qing'er said with a little envy.

"Oh, it looks like I've messed with a great guy!" Fang Qingshu listened to Qing'er's explanation, and only then did he know how terrible Kara was. couldn't help but complain: "This little girl, knowing that she doesn't blame me, still has to seek revenge on me, it's really unreasonable!

Fang Qingshu was naturally embarrassed to say it directly in front of a group of beauties, so he said it in such an obscure tone, and it was also to tease them.

Sure enough, all the girls immediately heard the sound outside the strings, and they all wanted to clean up Fang Qingshu, but Ruoqin said with a smile: "Sage Yun, only Qingshu and birdmen are difficult to raise!

"Haha!" the women laughed and agreed, unanimously affirming that this was the saint's exact words.

Fang Qingshu originally wanted to fight back, but unfortunately he couldn't say so many people with one mouth anyway, so he was quickly defeated, so he had to cry and laugh and say, "How can you tamper with the words of the saint?"

"If Zhu Xi changes it, I will change it!" Ruoqin said proudly: "Am I not as good as him?"

"That's it, you call that Zhu Xi here, compare with me, and see who is better!" the little girl also said with a smile.

Fang Qingshu immediately made a bitter face, and asked a scholar and the little girl to fight each other? That doesn't mean that the sheep is in the mouth of the tiger? I had to say helplessly: "I won't tell you, I am a Xiucai and a soldier, and I can't tell if I am reasonable!"

"Haha!" Seeing Fang Qingshu admit defeat, all the women laughed proudly. They originally wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but at this time, Highlander, who was watching in the dragoons, suddenly shouted: "Oh no, a group of people have entered the ruins!"

"What?" Fang Qingshu suddenly jumped up in anger and said angrily: "Damn, show me, who is it?"

Speaking of which, it's no wonder that Fang Qingshu was angry, they finally beat away a group of birdmen, but unexpectedly, another batch came, and they went in directly. In case the treasure was taken away by them, wouldn't Fang Qingshu and the others just make wedding dresses for others? Who is Fang Qingshu? How could he suffer such a loss?

Soon, Helena broadcast the images from the satellite in front of everyone with the unique Atlantean projection equipment. Sure enough, they were surprised to find that six people had already crossed the satellite cities on the periphery and were speeding towards the central main city.

I saw four men and two women, four of whom were flying in the sky and two of them were running on the ground. Running on the ground were two strong men, one big and one small. The big strong man was two meters two or three tall, with a big waist and a bare head, and his skin was bronzed, shiny and shiny, like metal.

He carried two huge axes behind his back, and the surface of the axes alone was like the wheels of a truck, and the black axe was full of blood, and at a glance he knew that this axe was not less bloody! Although this person looked fierce, there was a sense of honesty between his eyebrows, and he seemed to be a little stupid.

The other strong man is smaller, only 1.6 meters tall, but he is extremely strong, just like a meat mound. He didn't seem to have any weapons, so he hurried with his bare hands. He looks a little similar to the big one, it seems to be two brothers, and he looks a little older, it seems to be an older brother, but the difference in size is too great.

Among the four people flying in the sky, the first one was a middle-aged scribe in his thirties, wearing a pale cyan Confucian shirt, and stepping on a very wide bronze ancient sword under his feet.

Behind him is a young man, this person is extremely handsome, his face is like snow, his eyebrows are white and his teeth are white, and he has an indescribable chic temperament, which can be said to be angry with Pan An and does not let Song Yu. He was also dressed in a Confucian shirt, but instead of an imperial sword, he had a pair of metal wings made of purple and gold placed on his back.

Fang Qingshu recognized it at a glance, this was actually a very unique flying sword, called Zijin Tianlong Slash, his shadowless flying sword had actually referred to this unique flying sword, so he could recognize it.

This purple gold dragon slash is actually composed of ninety-nine eighty-one sword leaves, which together can form clothes-like wings for defense and flight, and when dispersed, there are dozens of flying swords, which can attack together, and the attack is extremely powerful, it is a kind of xenomorph flying sword that has both offense and defense.

This kind of flying sword is very cumbersome to build, and the materials consumed are also several times that of other flying swords, but it is very easy to use. Fang Qingshu got the inspiration from it, taking its long and removing its short, so as to refine his own shadowless male and female Heavenly Dragon Sword! I didn't expect to meet the original here.

As for the last two women, they are almost identical in terms of clothing and appearance, and they are twin sisters at first glance. They are actually very beautiful, but their faces are always cold, and they are all wearing white palace clothes, which look like two ice sculptures, giving people a particularly cold feeling.

(To be continued)