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Under Curt's leadership, the operation to clean up the trade routes lasted for another half a month. (Please search, or just type in to see the latest chapter) The monsters outside the Thousand Laws City have been almost killed, and every merchant is full of praise for the greatly improved security. Curt paid 10,000 gold coins for this, slightly less than the budget given to him by the Council of a Thousand Laws. But Curt believes that the results of his work will be rewarded greatly.

Curt paid all the money he had to pay and then parted ways with the barbarians of the Icestream and Nighthawk tribes. He instructed the leaders of the five mercenary groups to lead the team back to Qianfa City first, and he himself prepared to go to the molten iron pit. The three mages, led by Randall, declined Hoffman's invitation, and they had other things to do. After telling Curt to return to Qianfa City as soon as possible, Randall and the others teleported away.

On the first night back in the molten iron pit, the dwarves were drunk and boiling. On the floor, on the windowsill, and even on the chandelier, unconscious dwarves lay on their stomachs. Hoffman, who was belated, toasted two large beers before stopping to catch his breath. He took out a small package and put it on the table, and said to Curt:

"Take it, you ordered the goods. I almost got my head knocked off with a hammer by the craftsman who took the work, what the hell are you doing with such a delicate little play?"

"Kill. ”

Curt replied honestly, and Hoffman choked. Curt didn't bother to explain further, but carefully put away the package. Inside the package are some of the core parts of the firearm, as well as casting patterns of bullets and cartridge cases. With them, Curt was able to assemble a complete set of guns and ammunition.

At noon the next day, Curt and Hoffman went deep underground. The Dark Elf leader Gasola greeted them and asked the Dark Elves to fetch several large bags of parts. Curt pulled out some parts and looked at them to make sure there were no problems. When he was about to pay, Gasola grinned and said:

"A hundred gold coins per part, thank you. ”

“...... We said it was twenty gold coins for one part. ”

Curt stood up slowly, not too surprised. He nodded to the nonchalant Gasola, looked at the dark elves who were raising their crossbows, and said:

"You seem to think that everyone else is a fool and will be slaughtered by you. In order to cooperate with you for a long time, it is better for me to teach you a lesson first. ”

With that, Curt rubbed his fingers. In a series of bowstring vibrations, two arrows whizzed past them, knocking the crossbows off the dark elves' hands.

Gordon walked from behind and casually pulled out his magic sword. He let out a shout and swept with his sword. So half of the head-thick stalactites were cut off and rolled to the ground.

Gasola's smile froze, and he could tell that the ambush soldiers arranged by Curt were all good hands. Curt stared at Gasola intently, and said coldly:

"I've prepared explosive arrows, are you still sticking to your asking price?"

"Uh...... Let's make money in harmony. ”

Gasola thought about it and backed down. An explosive arrow is an arrow made with a special process that produces bright light and a violent explosion. If it is used by a master shooter like Cameron, it will definitely be able to wipe out all the dark elves.

Curt's successful bluff forced Gasola to relent. They traded at the price of twenty gold coins for one part, which made Curt feel a lot more comfortable. Finally, with Gasola's respect, Curt and his party returned to the ground safely. He said goodbye to Hoffman and the other dwarven friends, and returned to the city of a thousand times with a few of his men.

When Curt returned to the Black Tower, a large group of children greeted him. They greet Gordon, Cameron, Fretia, and even Bloom the Frost Giant, but they are fearful and respectful of Curt. Curt walked forward a little depressed, and the children avoided him.

It wasn't until he arrived at the secret art research room on the seventh floor of the Black Tower that Curt's mood improved. Ani was waiting for Curt in the room, and she looked like she had grown up a little more. Curt looked at Ani with a smile, marveling at the jewel-colored long ponytail that was tied into a high ponytail. Ani's new look looked full of energy, and she leaned on Curt's shoulder and said:

"I haven't seen you for so long, do you miss me?"

"Of course I think, I think about you every day. ”

Curt replied with a smile as he pulled out the parts from his dimensional waist pocket to assemble them. He felt like a father who had come back from a long trip to meet his daughter. There is no doubt that Curt would never want to really become a father-daughter relationship with Ani.

Over the course of a few hours of small talk, Curt told Ani everything he had encountered. Ani listened with great interest, interjecting a few words from time to time. It wasn't until it got dark and Curt had to go to dinner that Ani quietly dissipated. During the month-long separation, Ani's attachment to Curt grew. No one can say exactly what kind of emotion it is...... Maybe it's not even feelings, maybe it's purer than all the feelings combined.

That night, Curt called Cameron. He handed over a freshly assembled sniper rifle capable of firing in bursts and bursts. Cameron had seen firearms at Gordon, and he was happy to have a sniper rifle of his own. Curt simply taught Cameron how to use firearms, in exchange for the other party's gratitude.

"It's my honor to be able to serve you. ”

Cameron clutched his sniper rifle and bowed deeply to Curt. His efforts have been well rewarded, and Curt has never been ambiguous in this regard.

After sending Cameron away, Curt called Gordon and Bloom over. He simply gave Gordon a generic money order, then turned to Bloom with a headache.

"Your physique is too big, I can't find a weapon or armor that fits you. ”

Bloom seemed innocent, after all, it wasn't his decision to grow so big. Curt thought about it for a long time, and finally took out a magic bracelet and gave it to Bloom to wear as a ring. The real name of this magic bracelet is Plus Bracelet, which is capable of doubling the wearer's degree once a day for twenty seconds. It can be used to compensate for Bloom's sluggishness, much to Bloom's great delight.

After rewarding his subordinates, Curt went to his bedroom. He lay on the mattress he hadn't enjoyed in a long time and went straight to sleep. In the world of dreams, Curt's consciousness was suddenly pulled into the magic net. He saw Naza, the psionic monster, wandering through the nets, searching for endless mysteries of magic.

Those who are familiar with the Psics know that they are a race of highly intelligent people. Without the talent for psychic abilities, Curt believes that the vast majority of psionic monsters would choose to become mages. He floated in the void with curiosity, trying to see what Naza was going to do. Curt didn't know if Naza knew his own existence, so he was a little weak-hearted.

For a long time, Nazha was just wandering around in the net. It observes the mysteries of various magic, and occasionally takes out a crystal ball to record. It wasn't until he reached a junction in the magic net that steadily burst out of energy that Nazha stopped. It shook its tentacles and began to prepare for something.

Judging by the way the energy burst works, Curt thinks that he is a good mage preparing a spell. He watched as Naza stretched out two long tentacles and reached into the junction of the magic web. When the tentacles retracted, a mage was dragged to Naza's side. The mage struggled desperately, trying to cast a spell to resist.

'That psychic monster was able to use the magic net as a channel to ingest creatures from other places!'

Curt was amazed by the fact that he had witnessed a skill he had never seen before. Spells allow mages to travel through all planes, even half-planes and astral planes. But the use of magic nets to capture specific targets is unprecedented, and it is simply appalling.

When Curt was shocked, Naza unleashed a psychic blast that broke the mage's resistance. It calmly pried open the mage's skull and feasted on the gray matter inside. After fully satisfying his appetite, Nazha turned back and said nonchalantly:

"I know you're here, Curt. The chain of fate has bound us together, and we are all thieves who have infiltrated the magic web. Actually, the magic net is not a big deal, it is a channel established by the goddess of magic to distribute the magic power to the caster. Guess what, the casters get in return? The goddess of magic was once the most powerful of deities, simply because the use of the magic web was not gratuitous. ”

"Life, isn't right...... Soul is not right...... I see, it's faith!"

Curt muttered a guess and finally found the answer. The mages claim not to worship any gods, or even pray to Mystra, the goddess of magic. But they need to prepare spells to draw energy from the net. What is the difference between such an act and prayer? Faith in the web is the same thing as belief in the goddess of magic.

"You're smart, Curt. That's why the gods joined forces to push the goddess of magic off the throne. ”

Nazha nodded approvingly, and threw the mage's corpse out of the knot of the net. It took out its handkerchief to wipe its tentacles, and said quietly:

"The gods must divide the net, or they will have to worship the goddess of magic. After the battle of the gods, there is now no specific owner of the magic net, but a tool that anyone can use. It never occurred to the mages that they could essentially control the magic net, just like the goddess of magic did back then. If you have enough strength to stand in the center of the web, you can answer the mage's prayers with your magic...... Curt, you too can be a god. ”

"Ridiculous!"

Curt woke up screaming, sweating profusely. It took him a long time to calm down, and it was not easy for him to calm down. Curt couldn't tell if what he saw in his dream was real or false. But he had to admit that, after careful argumentation, Naza's argument was reasonable.

In the case of divine arts, for example, the principle for priests to obtain divine magic is to pray to the gods and pay the price of faith in exchange for new divine magic. So what if Curt stood in the center of the net, waiting for the mages to prepare spells, and give help and response...... He can indeed intercept the faith that the mages give, like a true god.