Chapter 1057 The Birdman Descends from the Sky, Bringing News of Dusk's Defeat, Quack, Good Omen!

When Vam first saw Transasia's dragoons enter battle, he was blessed to confirm that it was a brilliant idea to combine the soul of a berserk warrior with steel that feared nothing to death.

No one knows what kind of strange thinking went into Vam's muscular brain to come to this conclusion, but the most outstanding trait of the Berserker and his minions is their superior execution, and according to the little mummy, almost three days after the end of the Black Plague in Transnesia, a berserker priest from the Frozen Bay secretly arrived in Sico.

Although nominally learning, these barbarians saw it as a test of faith to characterize the action.

After all, for the barbarians, the process of learning is always fraught with all kinds of indescribable "suffering", and without the blessing of faith, it will be difficult for even the most devout berserker priests to successfully complete the process.

Seriously, they'd rather carry a sword and rush at an enemy of a few thousand men than really sit in class and listen to the undead dryly describe how the wet core works.

It was actually quite interesting to watch the group of muscular hunks get together and discuss various problems on the handouts with each other in a physical way, but Murphy didn't have much time to stay in Sico City to watch the fools discuss mechanical problems.

He made an appointment with the little mummy to set out and asked Nephitari about some of the traditions and etiquette of the previous Pharaoh's birthday, and then returned to the Crimson Keep at noon.

As a result, as soon as he flew to the junction of the Under Armour Hills and the county of Cadman, Murphy saw a strange golden flash dancing in the depths of the hills, which made him immediately stop flapping his wings in the air, and then close his eyes and switch to the perspective of the blood-eating vulture, intending to see what was going on there.

In that direction, it should be the wasteland area where Quetzalcoatl's Sun Temple is located.

Said to be a temple, it is actually an Aztec-style pyramid, which was built by Princess Chuchute and by the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, but the construction of this pyramid has been delayed a bit due to the recent construction of a factory area on the Andermar Hills in Translasia.

But at this time, it is also close to the top.

Her Royal Highness Chuchut, the princess of the New World, and a group of new players she recruited in Transnicia who were willing to walk the "Way of the Sun" made it their activity area, and although Big Sister Kurkan had already given "permission", Murphy intended to use "Sun Warrior" as a new class to be developed in the next version, so the current Pyramid of Quetzalcoatl only has the legacy of the Shaman's Way.

This type of profession where most of the abilities are used for support, is a minority in the player group, so the pyramid is far less lively than other areas, except for some fishing guys running around, everyone else does not go to that desolate place, but Princess Chuchut is a very discerning person, and I don't know if there is a "master to guide me", in short, the location of her pyramid is unpredictable, just near the industrial area planned by the Under Armour Hills.

As soon as it thrives, the unfinished pyramid of Quetzalcoatl will immediately become a treasured place for missionary work.

However, as Refnor flew high in the air at several times the speed of sound to the area where the golden glitter beats, in the sharing of his bird's-eye view, Murphy saw the uncanny.

A few "birdmen" are attacking their players!

They flapped their white wings and flew through the air, and they shot at the ground with scorching arrows, chasing a group of players who were practicing shamanic practices all over the ground, crying and crying for hiding places.

The main reason for being beaten so badly is that these guys are all new, they have no combat effectiveness at all, let alone this kind of air combat, of course, there are also brave guys who shoot into the sky with guns, but those birdmen move very quickly, and the bullets can't catch their movement trajectory at all, let alone accurately strike.

"Good fellows! I don't know where these birdmen came from, but how dare they bully my warriors so much in the land of Transnesia? Is it true that Murphy is a soft persimmon? ”

Seeing the misery of his own players being bullied, the anger in Murphy's heart rushed up.

The huge wings of blood like dragon wings flapped, causing him to turn into a detached blood arrow and kill the accident area, and on the other side of the unfinished pyramid, several sturdy and traditional Aztec warriors in the sky warriors would also have angry faces.

Under the orders of King Osiris's chief of guard, the mighty and pure warriors have vowed to destroy the "illegal buildings" used to desecrate Quetzalcoatl in this strange land!

Well, that's actually a misunderstanding.

It was also the first time that the Brotherhood of Stonemasons had undertaken this kind of "extraterritorial construction", and they did not understand the traditions of the Aztecs.

At the top of the pyramid, the golden seat of Quetzalcoatl was lit in advance, which obviously did not conform to the ancient rules of the Quetzalcoatl Temple, but Chuchute was also a big man, she felt that it was nothing, anyway, no one could find anything wrong in the Old World.

However, for true zealous believers, it is blasphemy not to do things according to the rituals!

On top of that, not only did this unruly temple have serious problems with rituals, but it also had no official Quetzalcoatl priest to preside over it, just a group of Gentiles who practiced the way of the sun.

The Aztecs who are experiencing war have seen a lot of the ugly faces of the White Devil stealing divine power on the Holy Spirit Plains, and they are obviously a bit PTSD in this regard, which will see that a group of guys who have no formal inheritance can actually use the power of Quetzalcoatl, plus this is the hometown of the White Devil Old World, so it is normal to have some bad random associations.

The Aztec Birds didn't do anything about it, they just wanted to arrest these strangers and question them, but how could the players suffer?

As the opponent attacks, the players fight back, and a long-haired muscular sister who is lying on the top of the temple with her wings folded and struggling to get up is the first "casualty" of this conflict.

She was hit head-on by an iron fist missile, and her wings were broken.

It hurts and that's called miserable.

When Murphy entered the conflict zone, several players with bad legs had been tied up with special ropes by the Aztec Sky Warriors, and they screamed squeaky wow, so that the newcomers on the ground quickly shook people over to deal with these powerful "elite monsters", but they didn't know that their most powerful support was already overhead.

"Let go of my warriors!"

In the midst of the scolding, the blood light bloomed from the top of his head.

The Sky Warrior, who was about to evacuate with the "captive", was caught off guard by Murphy's "shameless sneak attack" and was about to fight back, but the Governor, who was full of aggression, was feathered by a set of bladed storms, screaming and falling to the ground.

And Meng Xin's side saw that the handsome Lord Murphy refreshed out to support them, and suddenly became noisy.

One by one, his legs were no longer weak, his waist was not sore, and he jumped out of hiding place very majestically, and began to use his firearms to shoot African marksmanship into the sky in a "faith shooting" posture to assist his NPC.

The Sky Warriors were united and immediately laid siege to Murphy, but the Sun Bolts they shot and the various flaming forces they threw were useless to Murphy, and a Quetzalcoatl's Sun Knife was enough to make Murphy immune to these fire attacks.

But the Aztec warriors on the other side were not immune to the swift piercing of the necessary evil.

After more than a dozen rounds, except for the chief of the guard of King Osiris, the other Sky Warriors were shot down and were hugged by the small players waiting on the ground, and tied up with a very indecent posture.

Tsk, the craftsmanship of this tortoiseshell binding is really authentic! It seems that there are talents hidden in the budding.

When Princess Chucchut, who received the news belatedly, jumped down from the vulture, what she saw was Murphy and the chief of the guard fighting frantically in the air like two constantly colliding streamers.

"Oops! Don't fight anymore! It's all my own! ”

Chuchute was so anxious that he jumped on the ground and shouted at the sky.

The player next to him looked at the corner of his professional mentor's mouth with the red oil left after eating the cold skin and meat sandwich bun, and immediately handed over the handkerchief with a very eye-catching look.

The chief guard in the sky, after seeing the appearance of the princess Chuchut in her local costume, immediately forced Murphy back with a swift slash of the sun, then folded his wings and fell to the ground, and guarded the princess with an Aztec-style obsidian blade, looking at the vampire in front of him under the shadow cloak with a cautious and jealous gaze.

Hell yes!

A golden man of his own can't even take this strange silver man within a hundred moves.

"Your Highness, perhaps you should explain why your people have suddenly appeared in Transcia and are rude to attack my warriors!"

Murphy flapped his wings and landed on the ground.

He also looked at the tall Sky Warrior beside Chuchut with a wary gaze.

Hell yes!

As a wall-mounted player, he almost launched the astral acceleration, but he still couldn't break through the defense of this strange golden man within a hundred moves. This guy's combat power is definitely not as good as that of Lord Pa Ying or Old Edward, but at least he is a strong man of the same level as Old Finok and Paliano.

This Aztec kingdom is really an extraterritorial hegemony, is it this kind of level to send someone over to find its own princess?

I know that you are running to find the princess, but those who don't know think that you are going to pull the flag on the spot in the Old World and go on a sunset expedition.

"I don't either!"

In the face of Murphy's inquiry, Chucchut, who had just enjoyed a beautiful lunch at a stall at Riptide Castle, was also at a loss, she did not understand why one of her father's chief guards would suddenly appear in Transcia at this time, crossing more than half the world.

But it must have been something wrong in the country for her father to send a loyal chief guard to find her, so Chuchut immediately had a conversation with the health-skinned chief of the guard with wide wings.

Murphy pricked up his ears and eavesdropped.

Murphy's eyes flashed with joy when he heard that the Aztecs had exhausted their army and had made a lot of success in helping the Garnots expel the invaders of the Plains of the Holy Spirit.

Although I don't know much about the government system on the New World, this so-called "New Federal States" must be behind Dusk's support, and hearing that these doglegs were beaten by the Aztecs, and Dusk seems to have abandoned them and run away, this is definitely the best news Murphy has heard today.

"The Craftsman's Legacy is unusable? Sure enough, my fears came true! What happened in the Songhai Empire and the Old World was repeated in our country. ”

Chuchut's expression immediately became serious, and she explained to the chief of the guard in front of her:

"I do know some inside story about this, I also participated in the defense of the port of Chardo, and I heard the contents of the oracle of the Creator, which is our craftsman god. He has sent the whole world to the test, and anyone who can restart the stalled relics will have control and ownership of the relics.

Don't worry!

This is not a sign of disaster, but simply the dawn of a new era told by the gods. ”

Hearing the princess say this, the sturdy chief of the guard's serious expression immediately relaxed, as if this explanation had perfectly dissipated the pressure in his heart.

This gave Murphy a deeper understanding of the characteristics of the Aztecs that Chuchute had described as him.

The people of this country are very capable and really superstitious at the same time, they are in a similar situation to the Songhai people, but compared to the Songhai people's enterprising spirit of actively researching the creator's technology for more than a thousand years, the Aztecs obviously belong to the kind of losers with a solid family.

However, people's "birthplace" is near the Great Forest of the Heart of the World, which is an incomparable advantage, after all, casting a good tire is also a very technical thing!

At Chuchut's solemn request, the sturdy captain of the guard folded his wings, strode up to Murphy, and apologized to him very humbly, saying:

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Local Governor, my subordinates and I are devout believers in Quetzalcoatl, and we can't stand all the rituals that don't follow the temple rituals, and we have seen too many scenes in our hometown where the White Devil steals divine power and uses it to do evil, so this undeserved conflict has occurred for a while.

Please forgive us and your followers for our recklessness, and we will make up for the damage caused by our attacks.

Her Royal Highness the Princess has asked us to stay here to assist you in completing the construction of the Temple of Quetzalcoatl, which we are happy to atone for. ”

"It is not me who you have offended, Your Excellency, as we all know, I myself am a ruler with a big heart, so you do not have to apologize to me, it is your duty to win the forgiveness of my warriors."

Murphy put his hands behind his back, and in the midst of a group of confused young players, he said in a gentle tone:

"As you can see, my warriors are devout followers of Quetzalcoatl's powers, but Princess Chuchute herself is not skilled in the Aztec martial arts and the use of the Sun's true fire, so may I ask you to serve as a martial arts instructor in this temple to better spread the power and majesty of Quetzalcoatl.

Truth be told, Lord Kurkan has promised to spread the legacy of the Sun Warriors across the land of Transasia, but we are short of qualified Faith Chairs and Instructors. ”

"Well, Her Royal Highness Princess Chuchute is indeed not good at martial arts."

The loyal captain of the guard said embarrassedly:

"But our princess has a godly heart that is true, kind, and beautiful, and I think this is enough to make up for her lack of strength! As servants of Her Royal Highness the Princess, we are also willing to assist Her Highness in completing the spread of the majesty of the gods.

However, I have just heard from Her Highness that she is about to travel with you to the Songhai Empire to celebrate the birthday of the Pharaoh, and the Songhai Empire is facing the same trials as we are.

I hope to follow Her Royal Highness to the desert country.

My Majesty has asked me to bring back a solution to the trials of the Craftsman so that I can better defend the sacred forest, which is the most glorious mission of the Aztecs, so please allow me to make this abrupt request. ”

"Of course, I'd be happy to bring guests from outside the territory."

Murphy wished he had such a powerful guy with him, so that if something really happened to the Songhai Empire, he would have more available power in his hands.

He told the news to his players, and after hearing that these elite NPCs who were very capable of fighting turned out to be "martial arts instructors" who had been refreshed by the plot, and were responsible for teaching the players the high-level profession of "Sun Samurai", which sounded cool, to the players, the warriors who were angry about being attacked just now immediately changed their faces.

They enthusiastically gathered around this group of exotic warriors, saying all kinds of flattering words in an attempt to brush up their favor, which made a group of simple Aztec warriors a little difficult to accept for a while.

No!

That's not what you looked like when you pulled out your iron fist missiles and yelled at us!

Do you all have two faces, you Transansians?

"I'm sorry, Murphy, the people of my hometown are like that, impulsive and superstitious, but please believe me, they are good people who respect the gods and have no ill will."

Chuchute embarrassedly stepped forward to apologize to Murphy, and the Governor shook his head and did not take it to heart, but was relieved that he had a few more career mentors, but he also had a hidden problem in his heart.

Murphy looked at the exaggerated, beautiful, and majestic white wings of the Sky Warriors, and then looked back at the bare Chuchut behind him, and he said hesitantly:

"You are also from the royal family of the Sky Clan, why don't you have wings? Look how handsome that is. ”

"Well, none of the members of the Osiris family have wings."

Chuchut shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly:

"The legend of ours says that the Earth Clan is the guardian of the Craftsman God with the purest clay, the Fire Clan is derived from the sparks splashed from the furnace of the Craftsman God's forging world, and the Craftsman God Clan is the loyal servant who assists the Craftsman God, and only the Sky Clan is the most favored by the Craftsman God.

In order to inflict the blessing of soaring on the Sky Clan, the Craftsman God sent our ancestors into his own forge and weaved majestic wings for us with supreme skill.

However, the benevolent Craftsman God did not want the Sky Clan to forget where he came from when he harnessed the sky, so he did not bestow the blessing of his wings on the King of the Sky Clan, as a reminder that the Sky Clan should not be arrogant, let alone give up the Mother Earth that raised us.

There is a similar account in the Genesis book of the Quetzalcoatl Temple.

So we don't have wings, but we're still the only king of the Sky Clan and the Aztecs. ”

"The Creator created the Sky Clan in His Forge of Healing?"

Murphy blinked, he looked at the sturdy samurai chief and his wings, and after listening to the Aztec creation myth described by Chucchut, a bold idea took shape in his mind. These Aztecs with unusually exaggerated physical qualities

It can't be a bunch of artificial people, right?

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