Chapter 120: The Eighteen Princes (1)
In the Flame City Lord's Mansion, in Mo Xuan's bedroom, Mo Xuan sat quietly on the bed, looking from a distance, the whole person was quiet and peaceful, as if it were a perfect sculpture.
"Poof. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Xuan's mouth, and the whole person collapsed.
"WQNMLGB, almost hanged. Pulling out a smile of happiness, Mo Xuan scolded secretly.
However, he was physically injured, but Mo Xuan's spirit couldn't be better.
"This secret technique is really domineering, and the slightest mistake can hurt me. However, the harvest is really good, the spiritual power has increased by about one percent, according to this level of absorption speed, one day I will absorb that large piece of spiritual power, but when I finish absorbing the spiritual power, what will happen?" Mo Xuan muttered to himself.
Just now, Mo Xuan followed the method provided on the scroll to absorb the seemingly endless storm of spiritual power in his spiritual sea, and the scroll said that this secret method could absorb the spiritual power that escaped from others, Mo Xuan thought about it, and even the spiritual power of others could be absorbed, so could he absorb his own spiritual power? Thinking of this, Mo Xuan tried.
The result is very gratifying, the spiritual power in the spiritual sea can indeed be absorbed, and it will not affect his own emotions, but the spiritual power in the spiritual sea is too domineering, if he does not use the magic power to ease and directly absorb it, it will cause damage to the body, if Mo Xuan's reaction just now is slower and he does not stop the secret technique, it is likely that the domineering spiritual power will damage his body.
This phenomenon made Mo Xuan very puzzled, if he could have this kind of phenomenon, his spiritual power would not be controlled, and there was even the possibility of damaging his body, as if the spiritual power in the spiritual sea was not satisfied with this body.
Although I really want to know why, but Mo Xuan didn't spend his time on this, even the crossing exists, this uncontrolled mental power is what Mo Xuan thought of a little stink, is it really a little mental power?
The maid brought her blood to clean up the bedding and carpet stained with her own blood, Mo Xuan moved her body, and when she was bored for a while, she walked around the lord's mansion, and there was no purpose, even if she went, of course, she was still half a step behind him.
"Bang. With a loud bang, one of the gates in the lord's palace was kicked open, and the sound of the gate colliding with the wall startled the crowd who were enjoying the scenery.
"What is so flustered, what kind of system. Mo Xuan did not hesitate to lecture at the door that was kicked open.
In the gate, a very ordinary-looking young man wearing an apprentice's robe, when he heard the voice, he raised his head and saw that the person who reprimanded him was Mo Xuan, his face turned white, uh, although his original face was not good-looking.
"Hey, you're not from the information transmission office, why are you so flustered, what happened?" As soon as Mo Xuan looked at the person, he immediately remembered that this was a person from a department that he had just founded.
Last winter, the heavy snow closed the road, and the Flame City was almost isolated, and all the news could not be transmitted, and for a while, the Flame City was almost isolated on this land. Recognizing the shortcomings in this regard, Mo Xuan decided to establish a messaging department, using Warcraft as a transporter of letters.
In fact, most of the news is transmitted by these low-level flying monsters, and these selected flying monsters know the way, flying fast, and have a long battery life, but most of them are at the bottom of the monsters, that is, the objects that are hunted. But in any case, they are all Warcraft, except for Warcraft, some fierce birds should not want to catch them, so the security of the message is greatly increased.
In addition to flying monsters, there is also a method of message transmission, that is, to use a small space teleportation circle to transmit messages, but this kind of careful space transmission circle is not only very expensive to build, but even the energy required to maintain is expensive, there is only one in Flame City, that is, Augustine gave Mo Xuan an emergency contact, which is why after the outside world came to the information that Augustine had an accident, Mo Xuan could still stay in Flame City steadily.
And because of the particularity of these flying magical beasts, ordinary people can't take care of them, so they can only be handed over to people who are proficient in magic, and because they are all low-level magical beasts, this work is generally done by magic apprentices.
At present, the function of information transmission is very complicated, general mail messages, collected external information, and even special military intelligence are also accepted by this department, so Mo Xuan attaches great importance to this department, so he places this department in his mansion.
"Big, big, big, big, big The apprentice was anxious to get what he was saying, but found that he couldn't utter a complete sentence as if he were stuttering.
The magic apprentice's excitement caught Mo Xuan's attention: "Come, give him a glass of water." ”
Immediately, a maid brought a glass of water to the apprentice.
Mo Xuan motioned for the magic apprentice to drink the glass of water: "Drink it, take a breath." ”
After a while, the magic apprentice's breath calmed down, and as if he remembered something, he took out a long and short piece of parchment from his bosom and called it to Mo Xuan: "Lord Lord, this, this." As he spoke, the magic apprentice's hands trembled, and his whole body was extremely excited.
Mo Xuan stretched out his hand to take the note, opened it and saw that it was densely packed with small characters like a fly's head.
After reading it, Mo Xuan roughly understood that there was only one meaning to be expressed in the letter, that there was an enemy attacking, and there were quite a few of them, and the enemy was currently negotiating, and he would soon meet the division.
White Armor Fortress, Savage Fortress・・・・・・ Corrupted Rhino Fortress. According to the list provided above, Mo Xuan counted it carefully, and there were a total of eighteen large and small forces participating in this war against Flame City, which just made Mo Xuan cry and laugh, no matter how you look at this battle, it looks like the posture of the Eighteenth Route Princes to fight Dong.
These eighteen-way princes cut down Dong, because the internal discord was divided, and the war against Dong became a joke, so the situation he faced seemed to be more serious than Dong Zhuo, in fact, the enemy's internal strife was no worse than that of the eighteen-way princes, did this mean that he could disintegrate the enemy from the inside of the enemy? The more Mo Xuan thought about it, the more interesting it became, and the corners of his mouth gradually smiled.
The magic apprentice who was waiting for Mo Xuan's reaction next to him patted his head: "Am I hallucinating, why does the lord seem to be laughing!
After reading the information, Mo Xuan noticed the magic apprentice beside him, although he had seen him twice, he didn't know his name: "What's your name?"
"Campbell, Campbell of St. Campbell. The magic apprentice said with a promise.
"Heh, your name is loud, but your performance is a little worse, I look forward to you one day becoming the Dharma Saint of Flame City, and the Dharma Saint Campbell also came from the apprentice at the beginning. Mo Xuan patted apprentice Campbell on the shoulder and said encouragingly.
After Mo Xuan walked away, Campbell had red eyes and said excitedly: "I will definitely work hard." ”