Night was approaching, and the lord's position was full of soldiers walking around to set up celebrations.

Well, it's a celebration, but it's actually an oversized bonfire.

After all, this celebration was not officially held, the cause of the incident was that the soldiers on the defense line were happy to defeat the gnolls, and after hearing about the return of the god-killing heroes, they spontaneously applied for the event, Kuder didn't want to hold such an unplanned celebration at this time, but considering that the soldiers on the defense line had been nervous for a long time, and the matter on the side of the Crimean fortress was too heavy, it didn't hurt to let the soldiers relax when the gnolls had been completely defeated on all fronts.

Therefore, after receiving permission, this position quickly became lively.

The cooks in the rear military town were invited over, and the players who liked the excitement even used an armed airship to transport tons of food to the position, and the staff suggested that the celebration should be held anyway, so that it would be made in the form of a labor army, and a convenient and affordable buffet party could make more soldiers and brothers feel the atmosphere of impending victory.

This was supported by many players, so the Star Soul Eagle, who was still on duty at Wolfsburg, was called back to be the head chef of tonight's celebration.

Considering that most of the chefs on the current defense line are the "apprentices" of His Excellency Executive Baron Chauvin, and His Excellency Chauvin has learned cooking skills with the Star Soul Eagle, so when this guy arrived, all the chefs were very respectful and waited for his command as a "master", not to mention how face-saving that scene was.

Of course, the war is not officially over yet, so the celebration is not served with alcohol, but instead with "sparkling water" made by a group of manufacturing players in the rear.

The newcomers to the game were generally very hands-on, designing manually refueled canners and successfully crafting replicas of Coke and Salt Soda in Transnesia.

It is said that Boss Huo, the wealthy player among the players, is in contact with those newcomers, planning to acquire their technology so that his business territory can expand into the soda circle, which is obviously to replicate the success of a brand in another world.

As it was a celebration to welcome the return of the god-killing heroes, Kudell also sent out an invitation to the other commanders, who had just finished fighting the gnolls in the swamp penalty area and went straight to the lord's position after returning from the battlefield.

It's not that the other generals are specifically giving face to the Translansians, mainly the Plantagenet Kingdom and Nordutov have also sent warriors to participate in the god-killing operation, and the commanders of the two countries should also take this opportunity to pay tribute to the god-killing heroes of their respective countries.

By the time Murphy and Triss and His Highness Khufu arrived at the position belatedly, it was already bustling with activity.

General Kudell sent his own gendarmes to keep order in order, keeping the whole position busy, and the unworthy soldiers gathered around the fragrant barbecue stalls and waited for the fragrant food to be cooked.

Psionists are making ice cubes to chill crates of sparkling water, Starsoul Eagles are spilling "secret spices" onto the barbecue rack with appetizing spices, and some of the ones who can play and sing are already singing in the night.

Farther away, around the dozens of campfires, the soldiers went into merry mode, some dancing, others humming to the tune.

The soldiers held aloft the strange-tasting sparkling water from the rear, prayed for their fallen comrades in the reflection of the flames, and rejoiced in their own survival, and the usually grim-faced commanders also lowered their bodies, wandered among their soldiers with drinks in hand, and said a few auspicious words to celebrate the victory.

The elves who were invited were a bit reserved, and such a straightforward celebration was not quite in line with their tradition, but the dwarves liked it.

The Silver Dwarves and Frost Dwarves are very happy with the food for the celebration, but have a big problem with not serving alcohol, and you humiliate the dwarves by letting them drink juice-flavored sparkling water.

But the military order is like this, and the dwarves will be over with a few loud complaints, after all, the silver lord Ofge is still sitting on it, and no one dares to make trouble here.

However, things always take a turn for the better, such as when the Honorary Elder of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, Ilyich, arrives, and the dwarves' complaints immediately stop.

The sneaky dwarven master builder wandered among his compatriots, and everywhere he went, he threw out a few bottles of Transancia's special flying wine from the psionic bag, making the dwarves call out to your Excellency.

And the real protagonists of this celebration, the godkillers who have done great things on the battlefields of Mossy Valley, have suffered an old sin tonight.

Although the players are very enthusiastic and very noisy, it is still annoying for every soldier who knows no one to come up and have a few drinks with them, even if it is just sparkling water, it is enough to make the stomach suffer, and the celebration has not been around for an hour, and the players have frequently traveled back and forth between the position and the toilet, which is really difficult.

But everyone gave face like this, and they couldn't be bad, so they just made a gesture of not refusing to come, taking a photo with enthusiastic "fans" or something, and a newly resurrected and straightforward guy like Giant Shark was even willing to have a "friendly match" with those soldiers.

They took off their shirts and punched each other with their fists in front of the campfire, celebrating the hard-won victory in a way that was quite in line with the temper of the Transansians.

Such an occasion made His Royal Highness Khufu a little uncomfortable, as an imperial prince, he rarely got so close to the common people, let alone was surrounded by a group of old and rough soldiers.

But soon His Royal Highness Khufu, who was holding a drink, had no time to care about this, and those generals came to talk to him, and on this occasion he naturally could not relax to represent the dignity of the empire, and the tense reception of one visitor after another made the crown prince quickly become tired, and he began to remember the conversation with the simple soldiers just now.

In that case, you don't need to use your brain, just say "toast to victory" in a loud voice, and you can gain a group of foreign friends.

"Hey, you're from the Songhai Empire?"

Just as Khufu and General Baldwin had finished a less formal but politically charged conversation, a crisp voice rang out beside him, causing the somewhat dazed Crown Prince to look back and see a tall young woman with a strange hairstyle and strange clothes looking at him curiously.

"Who are you?"

Khufu asked with some confusion.

The lady wore the Crimson Keep's administrative badge pinned to her chest, indicating that she was a public servant of Translasia, but next to that badge was a very ornate Quetzalcoatl insignia that Khufu had never seen before, which represented another of her identity.

This may be a priest?

"Your Highness, that's the emblem of Quetzalcoatl, and the unique gold decoration of the royal family of Osiris."

A female Sun priest whispered in Khufu's ear as she explained:

"This lady is supposed to be from the Aztec kingdom of the New World, and although she has not officially established diplomatic relations with the Empire, according to the information brought back by travelers more than a hundred years ago, her homeland is a powerful force comparable to the Empire, ruling over two-thirds of the territory of the New World.

She is a noble princess, so you should be a little more polite. ”

"Hmm."

Khufu nodded, and immediately changed to a more serious posture to salute the princess Chuchute in front of him, but was pouted by Chuchute and commented:

"You're too restrained, aren't you? First time in Transnesia? This land doesn't like serious people, and Nefitari has adapted to the atmosphere, and maybe you should get used to it too.

Now, my name is Chuchut, and my father said that if I had the chance, I should pay a visit to the Songhai Empire, and your travelers had met my grandfather on behalf of the Pharaoh more than a hundred years ago, so can I go with you when you go back? ”

"Of course, Your Highness Chuchut."

Khufu said softly:

"The Songhai Empire welcomes the visit of friends from afar, and your visit to my kingdom will make all the sand seas feel vibrant, but I'm curious, you should be an official official of Transncia now, won't it bother you if you leave like this?"

"I'll be back, and I'm not going to stay there forever."

Chuchut shrugged his shoulders and said very boldly:

"It's just a task that my father has commanded, and after visiting the Pharaoh on behalf of the Aztec kingdom, I'll return to Transia to continue my food. Ahem, I mean, my official job!

I love this place!

The people here are very upbeat and warm, they speak well, and they have great boxing tournaments in the sewers, and I plan to bring this tradition back to my country and hold similar events in Sky King City, which will definitely enrich the martial arts of my people.

In other words, I heard that the Songhai Empire also has a lot of 'artisan god relics', right? ”

"Craftsman?"

Khufu asked suspiciously:

"Are you talking about the Creator's Ruins?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you call him the Creator, and we call him 'the craftsman who forged the world.'"

Chuchut explains:

"The Aztec kingdom is protected by Quetzalcoatl, but we have also been blessed by the craftsman, and there is a lot of craftsmanship in the kingdom, and our craftsmen have tried to imitate the knowledge of the craftsman, but there has been little progress.

I've heard that the Songhai Empire is very experienced in this area, so if I can, I'd like to visit the artisans in your country. ”

"I can arrange, Your Highness Princess, of course, the people of Songhai are interested in all the knowledge left by the Creator, so if I can, when you return to your homeland in the future, I also hope that you will allow our travelers to travel with you to your kingdom in search of those lost precious knowledge."

Khufu nodded.

He rarely met a young man of the same status as his youth, so he took the initiative to tell Chuchute many anecdotes and legends about the Creator's ruins, and found a new friend during this celebration.

His Royal Highness Khufu's chief of guard, Sannik, and General Bhopal, who was invited, were relieved.

His Royal Highness is worthy of being the future master of the Empire, and it is truly a blessing for the country that he can establish a personal friendship with the top of a foreign power by attending a casual celebration.

While the two Highnesses were exchanging interesting tales about each other's countries, there was a sudden noise from the celebration below, and there were earth-shattering cheers and whistles, and Chuchute glanced over in surprise, and she saw that the foreign heroes were happy and joyful as if something good had happened, and she planned to go and see the excitement.

Khufu clearly knows better.

He explained, following Chuchut that way:

"It was Lord Murphy who gave his gift to the Godslayers, an acolyte from the Creator."

"Ah, it's the 'Earth Fighter' armor!"

When Chuchut saw the broken power armor that had been placed in front of the campfire, she exclaimed:

"Is there a legacy of the 'Earth Warriors' here? This kind of Earth Fighter armor is also a very rare weapon in the Aztecs! Of course, it is still not as armed as the 'Sky Warriors' guards under his father's command. ”

"Sky Warrior?"

Khufu was surprised and said:

"So, is that a power armor that can fly in the air? Are there many such power engines in your country? ”

"Not much, these weapons are the most proud works of the craftsman, my ancestors searched the land with all their might, and only found a hundred warframes that could still be used."

Chuchute said regretfully:

"It is said that in the disaster of the collapse of the thousand-year-old world, many relics of the craftsmen and gods were destroyed, which is why I hope to go to the Songhai Empire to learn from the scriptures. If the broken armaments can be repaired, the father will be able to form three more guards. ”

"Ugh"

Khufu was shocked, he blinked his eyes and asked in a low voice:

"So, what was your father's guard?"

"Two hundred men and one guard."

Chuchute looked back at him and said suspiciously:

"What? Is that a lot? ”

"It's nothing, I just asked casually."

The crown prince smiled awkwardly.

General Bhopal behind him was already in shock, if Princess Chuchut hadn't bragged, the number of broken power armor that the Aztec Kingdom could not use was at least six hundred!

Scald!

What kind of extraterritorial hegemony is this?

You know, the Songhai people have spent a thousand years searching for the relics of the creator, trying their best to collect the weapons left by the creator, and the number of god-serving weapons that the pharaoh can use is only more than a hundred, and there are energy problems that have plagued the empire for many years that cannot be solved.

It seems that it is time for the Empire to reassess the strength of the Aztec kingdom.

Needless to say, the players are going crazy when they hear Master Murphy personally promise that this set of power armor captured from the battlefield will be given to the Godslayer as a "hidden reward".

The giant shark who had asked Murphy when he would be able to get the power armor to play with it was shocked, and he really just asked casually, and Master Murphy said that he would get back the skull of the Lord of the Hunt in exchange.

He thought it was just a joke.

Unexpectedly, Master Murphy actually gave it.

it!

This is the amount of power that a mainline NPC should have!

This is what they imagine the generous and invincible Lord Murphy should do, what is the crown prince of Songhai and the lord of Pa Ying, don't contact me in the future, everyone is really not familiar, mainly because I am afraid that the generous Lord Murphy will misunderstand.

"But the power armor is broken."

Xiao Wei Ming flew over and touched it with item identification, then turned back to the others and said:

"And it's displayed as a quest item.,After getting it, you can trigger a special quest of 'eternal life in the yellow sand'.,It's marked as an epic quest chain.,I guess it's a repair quest, right?

We can't use it directly when we get it, and we have to spend time and energy to repair it before we can put it on the battlefield, but the grade and destructive power of this thing are here, and it is absolutely astronomical to want to repair it. ”

"That's worth it! It's worth it no matter how much you spend! It's worth the ruin. ”

Lao Qin looked at the power armor that was broken but still standing in front of the bonfire like a giant spirit god, and his eyes were shining.

The old man seemed to have seen hundreds of soldiers wearing this thing in the real world, and the veterans and staff officers around him were equally excited.

This thing is a weapon that Lord Murphy defeated with power armor, in other words, it is fully capable of actual combat and create terrifying destructive power, and it is already a mature design that has been proven by technology and tested on the battlefield.

In other words, if you hand in the production drawings and technical parameters of this thing, you can at least get a collective first-class merit, right?

"yes, it's worth it for everything."

Brother Meow in front of the bonfire looked at this set of red weapons with an obsessive look at beautiful women, and he moved his fingers and said:

"So, now there's one last issue that needs to be solved."

"To whom does it be?"

Brother Bang looked left and right at the godkillers around him.

With the same light flashing in everyone's eyes, he hesitated, took the initiative to puncture the window paper, and asked:

"There's only one thing in this way, but there are two hundred god killers, so how should we distribute it?"

"Or else."

The little rich brother, who was sad because of the disappearance of Da Hei, also cheered up when he saw this good thing, he coughed a few times with sparkling water in his hand, and said:

"In order to avoid hurting the harmony of the brothers, I propose that it is better to use RMB."

"Shut up!"

Before he finished speaking, the little rich brother was hit in the head by Lumina not far away with a half-eaten bun, who doesn't know what this guy is thinking, but the problem is that other things can be sold, this thing can't be sold!

"That's it, if you want to show your money ability, you kid should stand aside!"

Boss Huo patted his chest arrogantly at this time and said:

"Brothers, just make a price."

"Go, go, how can such a treasure be measured by such a vulgar thing as money?"

The giant shark was the first to jump out unhappily and shouted:

"It's not full of martial arts at all, besides, what do you want this thing for a commercial player? Placed in your casino for others to enjoy? ”

"I can easily blow you up with this stuff, Giant Shark!"

Lao Huo scolded:

"Although I am a commercial player, I also have a heart to become a strong person!"

"But you rely on it to get away with it, how can you be worthy of the name of the strong? I didn't see your domineering thoughts, Lao Huo! ”

The giant shark put on an unreasonable posture, he stood in front of the power armor, and shouted in the rising flames:

"Brothers, since ancient times, treasures are only worthy of the strong, no matter how this kind of thing is distributed, some people will be unhappy, in order to avoid hurting everyone's harmony, why don't we speak with strength! Right here, right tonight!

Under the watchful eyes of the Maginot Line and the warriors, we start a 100-man bastard!

Don't talk about who bullies whom, all the god killers are here to practice! The one who can stand to the end in such a melee can be worthy of this powerhouse treasure!

What do you say? ”

"yes, I raise my hands in approval! Eating meat and drinking wine is not in line with the way the Translancians celebrate their victory, so let's decide the ownership of the treasure in the favorite way of the land, come on! It's dry! ”

(End of chapter)