The quicksand is like a lonely boat in the angry sea, thrown up and down in the storm, although it is thrilling, but it has never sunk. In this battle, Richard fought extremely hard, and although he finally went to the next city, he already felt faintly bad. Quicksand is like a bubble that can be lightly pressed into the water, but no matter how heavy it is, as soon as she lets go, she will float to the surface.

Again, it seems, is a doomed war.

The war with Quicksand, Richard basically ended in defeat in the past, and this time it looked like it was about to win, but at the last moment, the victory was overshadowed.

The two rested for a moment, this time with quicksand stretching out his arms and wrapping around Richard's neck......

The night is getting deeper, and the war is still going on, this is a contest of the priest's fighting skills, a war between the priest and the magic guide, and a duel between the body and the will.

The Bloodstained Lands fell into a deep dream, and those who should have rested had long since fallen asleep, but those who should have fought were still suffering.

Finally, Richard let out an angry roar and fell down with quicksand.

The war is over, and the first to sit up is the quicksand.

The Divine Favor of the Dragon of Eternity and Time has a perfect body, and the sweat-soaked skin is like moist nephrite, and the luster is as soft as smoke.

Quicksand stretched and yawned, only to feel refreshed, and his eyes were as clear as the stars in the sky. In contrast, Richard crouched on the bed, his tongue sticking out and panting, just wanting to fall asleep.

Quicksand stretched out his little hand, slapped it on Richard's buttocks, and said disdainfully: "The bear-led overseers also want to compete with the gods of eternity and the dragon of time!

When the sun shone again on the bloodstained land, Richard finally crawled out of bed, his whole body aching, as if his hands and feet were not his own. He didn't even have the strength to cast an ice water spell now, so he just staggered to the bathroom and put his head in the cold water to flush it, and then he came to his senses.

The soft voice of quicksand came from the window, and Richard moved in the middle of the 93000 word war, standing at the window and looking out, but saw that quicksand was in the courtyard, telling more than a dozen young boys and girls about the teachings of eternity and the dragon of time. There was also a handsome young man standing next to him, with a faint glow of divine power on his body, and he was actually a fourteenth-level great priest!

This was Siso, the son of Baron Fontaine, Richard's first friend in Faro. In the blink of an eye, this boy has grown into a young man, and he has such outstanding attainments in divine arts, time really has a fantastic power.

The boys and girls in the courtyard also have more or less traces of divine power. The quicksand in the courtyard is all kinds of youthful and beautiful, like flowers full of sunshine and rain.

After half a day and a night, the news of Richard's gathering of followers had already spread to all directions, even those subordinates who did not have a soul connection with Richard could also get information through the brood units around them.

This morning was Richard's scheduled time to inspect the situation on the plane of Faro, but apart from Gonde, only Clark arrived in time. In the conference room, Gangde, Splash, Quicksand, Luoqi and Clark are the core layers of the Richard Legion who stayed in the Blue Water Oasis. As the meeting progressed, the current state of development of the Principality gradually unfolded in front of Richard a grand blueprint for prosperity.

In Faro, Richard's Grand Duchy of Crimson is now a complete behemoth, and although it is still nominally attached to the Kingdom of Sequoia, many nobles privately refer to it as the Kingdom of Crimson.

The word kingdom comes from an ancient language, and although it is not a common term for dividing the kingdom today, it is generally used to refer to a vast land that is revered and feared, such as the kingdom of the gods.

Crimson's strength at this time is not inferior to an empire in terms of armament alone. Now the population of the entire Crimson Duchy has exceeded five million, and there are more slaves than the population, and a standing army of more than 100,000 people has been formed. There is also a 50,000-strong slave army, and the soldiers in it can be converted to civilian status as long as they have served for three years and have made a certain number of military achievements. And this transformation is completely race-neutral. In addition to this, there are more than 150,000 reserve fighters who are trained and can go into battle when needed.

Thanks to the huge amount of wealth generated by the plane trade, as well as the rolling gold coins obtained from the east-west trade route, Crimson's wealth in the past few years has been completely accumulated in a blowout. Even if this windfall profit will slowly fall back to the normal line over time, it is enough to support the big development of Crimson in the same period. With the support of huge military spending, Crimson was able to build an army that far exceeded the normal proportion of the population.

At present, the average equipment level of the Crimson Standing Army is on par with the major ace legions of the Iron Triangle Empire, and the equipment of the slave army is also equivalent to the elite of the regular army of the Iron Triangle Empire. This means that in just a few years, the accumulation of wealth in the Crimson Grand Duchy has caught up with the savings of the Iron Triangle Empire for nearly a hundred years.

But the core of Crimson is an army of all kinds of broods. Among them, the backbone is as many as 5,000 level 10 knights. This time, the brood did not make any special concealment adjustments, but directly created a thousand centaur riders.

Since the centaur knight does not need to consider the problem of the coordination of humans and war horses, the combat power of the same level is still above the humanoid knight, but the resources consumed are slightly lower. The current brood can produce twelve centaur riders in a day.

Centaurs are an existing race in Faro, but the indigenous-grown centaurs have a low civilization and do not master refining techniques, and only rely on physical superiority to fight. The centaurs produced by the brood are armed to the teeth. This is not an exaggeration, the centaurs created by these broods have huge fangs like orcs, and they are definitely not easy to bite when they are momentarily bitten. This is a weapon that the Dimensional Centaurs don't have.

In addition, perhaps the brood adheres to Richard's habits, or perhaps it is its own innate fighting instinct, it has created as many as a thousand scout bats, which are all over the borders of the Crimson Grand Duchy under the leadership of a dozen distractions, and will also go deep into the various human realms to observe. This is equivalent to hundreds of eyes glued to the border every moment, and any dispatch from other countries will be immediately discovered.

At the same time, the brood also has an air unit composed of thirteen-level lightning wind snakes. These wind snakes have as many as three hundred, and they can shoot lightning equivalent to level 6 magic, and can only fire three shots a day. It may not seem like much use, but this is a unit specifically designed to deal with enemy Sanctuaries or Archmages. The power of their concentration of fire at one time is that even the strong people of the town country will never dare to block it.

Finally, there is the reorganized fourteenth-level elite Darkblade Knight Force. This force, which was two hundred horsemen, remained in the turbulent land and did not participate in battle. This is a special unit specially reserved for Richard, and in addition to Richard, even a commander like Raymond cannot give full play to their combat effectiveness.

The brood is still stuck on the ninth order at the moment, it has completed all the preparations for the tenth order, and what is still lacking now is divinity. The brood currently has as many as 600 divinity points stored, but 500 divinity points are required to build a clone, so the remaining divinity is not enough for the brood to advance to the tenth rank.

At the same time, the large number of resource materials required for promotion is also extremely amazing, basically equivalent to about 10 million gold coins, and the weight has reached nearly 20,000 tons. Even if there is a star chrysalis, it needs to be carried back and forth dozens of times.

In addition, when Richard was promoted to the rank of archmage, the various followers did not stop moving forward.

Gonder is a Sanctuary, Clark is a level 16 priest, Sandru has been promoted to an archmage a year ago, and Tiramisu is a step forward, and is now a terrifying level 19 ogre overseer.

The only ones who didn't take the final step were Crimson and Oral. The Elven Poet and Crimson are both level seventeen, but the difference is that Oral is limited by talent, and his current measurable potential is only the Sanctuary, and due to his dual profession, he has never found a suitable way, so he has not been able to break through the last barrier.

And Crimson suppressed her own strength with the help of the brood, and was still refining her combat skills and soul. The brood has analyzed a large number of powerful skills of the powerhouses of the Sanctuary Domain, which can be directly transplanted to Crimson through guò reconstruction and modulation. But that requires the brood to have this function after the tenth order.

The Church of the Three Goddesses has been thriving, and the rate of expansion is astonishing even in the history of the Faroese gods. In the past, only those powerful divine churches that entered the weak divine power as soon as they ignited the divine fire would have such a grand occasion at the peak of their development.

Now the three goddesses are already weak divine power, and the goddess of spring water who is one step ahead is even more impacting the medium divine power. They have more than 100,000 devout believers, and the number of superficial believers and secular interests on the periphery is even more tenfold, and it is still growing.

Now every day, there is a large influx of homeless people into the Crimson Duchy, trying to find a better life here. The massive wealth not only supports the establishment of a large elite standing army in the Crimson Principality, but also supports the construction of cities, national politics and all aspects of people's livelihood.

Richard's policy of attracting people of all races to settle in large numbers had never changed, and these people were not only leaders and warriors, but also a source of faith. In terms of the collection of the power of faith, the total number of beliefs provided by those devout believers may not be as large as that of a large number of shallow believers, and their greater significance lies in the steady provision of the power of faith and the continuous production of clergy. And the shallow believers are actually in Richard's hands. They are just ordinary people who are trying to make a living, and faith is no more important than the bread and bacon that can save a family.

In Gangde's words, mastering the shallow believer is equivalent to holding the breast/room of the three goddesses.

In terms of plane rules, the stronger the three goddesses, the deeper they are entangled with Richard, which is equivalent to betraying the Faro plane, thus standing on the opposite side.

PS: Are there 3,000 words?q!!