"Yes." The young sailor warrior stepped out in response, looking at Gavin with blazing eyes, and there was an unconcealed admiration in it.

The other party's age looks like he is nearly ten years younger than himself.

But the ability shown in all aspects made him unreachable, and he had the illusion that he had lived to a dog for more than 20 years.

Another reason why the young sailors led by him had a better impression of Gavin was that he gave them a second chance.

Many of them had their arms and legs torn off while fighting vampires, and if it weren't for the vampire nemesis Gavin brought out, they would have been ruined.

The ring-shaped scars left by the Limited Regeneration Technique not only did not make them feel inferior, but instead made them see it as a symbol of glory.

"From now on, I officially appoint you as the captain of the left-behind team, and this sword is given to you." Gavin pulled out his magic longsword and, after completing the canonization ceremony, handed it to Craigie with his backhand.

This +2 magic sword has a sharp effect, and in the hands of the warrior, it is considered a small masterpiece, which was originally pulled from Osster.

Now in his hands, the use is almost zero, and it occupies the space of the convenience bag in vain.

It is better to take the opportunity to buy people's hearts.

"Yes, thank you Lord for the sword." Craigie respectfully took the magic sword, and there was excitement on his face that could not be concealed.

Good weapons are what every warrior craves.

Magic weapons are even more hard to come by.

Although they were born in the Royal Navy of Tesser, the royal family at that time had been in decline for a long time, and they had no time to take care of themselves, let alone support and equip them.

The Last Watchers were not so easy to handle, and most of their supply weapons were snatched from pirates.

A lot of equipment was lost with the sinking of the Watcher.

Only Copperfield has a few pieces left.

After the other party took the magic sword, Gavin made further arrangements: "These two enlightenment trees will be transferred to your command, escort the women and children to the Black Feather Bridge with you, and then return here with you to help you protect them." ”

"It's really good, so that we can be more confident in completing the tasks assigned by the lord." The look of excitement on Craigie's face was several times that of the one he had just received from the magic sword.

With such two behemoths, it is equivalent to having two self-propelled battering rams, which are full of deterrence.

It's just that they don't provoke others, and those bandit beasts don't dare to provoke them at all.

"While it's highly unlikely that the Drow Vampire Sacrifice will return for revenge, just in case, you can no longer live here, so move your garrison to the Sealed Lands.

Lady Olive will soon complete the purification, and it will be enveloped by a great holy residence all year round, and it will become a sacred place, and ordinary evil beings will not dare to approach it.

I have established good diplomatic relations with the Rose Tower, a thorn village in the Sealed Lands, and as long as you go with the Enlightenment Tree, they will naturally consider you a friend and will provide you with some necessary support. ”

Gavin took his mind to the extreme.

When it comes to safety, you can't be too cautious.

Craigie said in his heart: "The lord has arranged it very thoroughly, and we will definitely do it." “

Gavin finally admonished with a serious expression: "But if you can't do with this kind of support, you don't want it, and during the period of stationing there, you only take what you need, and you must not hunt and cut down wantonly." ”

The elves regard the entire forest as their home, and they usually do not object to taking only what they need.

If they use it as a means to make a fortune, then their attitude is likely to become extremely violent.

Some are more extreme, and even the first one doesn't allow non-jungle races to do this.

The thorn spirit of the Rose Tower is the one with a milder attitude, after all, it is on the edge of the large forest, and there is more contact with other races, so some attitudes are forced to change.

"Understood." Craigie replied with a serious expression.

Although he had no experience in dealing with the spirits, he had not heard much about their legends, and he knew more or less what needed to be avoided.

"Go ahead and do it!" Gavin waved his hand heavily.

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison.

People are divided into groups, and things are gathered by like.

It's not for nothing that the same kind like to gather in groups.

Gavin has tens of thousands of kobold subordinates in the rocks, and hundreds of thousands of kobolds are gathered, which can be regarded as a small battle.

But the resonance was not as good as the unison of hundreds of Tassel refugees, and the blood seemed to boil again.

……

Tesser.

Mill Woods is not far away.

With a flash of magical aura, two figures shrouded in black mist walked out of it.

Even if the setting sun shone on them, there was still no way to disperse the black fog that shrouded them.

One of the figures couldn't help but take a deep breath and let out a satisfied sigh: "It is worthy of being the most war-torn country in recent decades, and the smell of death wafts in the air, this is our holy place." ”

Another Black Mist asked respectfully, "Lord Delilah, what should we do next?" ”

If Gavin was here, he would have reacted to hearing the name.

The other high priestess of the Immortal Nemesis was called by this name.

It is definitely no coincidence that she appeared in her hometown, especially so close to Nottburg.

"Do you need to ask? Of course I want to pay tribute to our dear blasphemer's brother, and I hope he died in an accident as the legend goes, hehe......"

The laughter of the High Priestess of the Immortal Nemesis was full of mockery, she would never believe that it was an accident.

There was no evidence, no need for evidence, all she had was the instincts of the Drow Elves.

As they spoke, the two of them rose into the air and flew in one direction.

The direction of the flight is the burial place of Roon and Oste.

Apparently, the Immortal Nemesis High Priestess had been well prepared to dig up the roots of Gavin Nott the blasphemer before coming, including his experience at Tesser.

Due to his status as a rebel, Gavin's future cannot be predicted.

But his past is already an immutable established fact, leaving a real trace, and it is not difficult to trace.

The name Gavin Knott is not unknown in Tesser.

The reason is naturally in Zalanda's body, as her fame rises, the name Gavin Nott is frequently mentioned as a background board, especially for his search, Zalanda never gives up.

Delilah clearly had the ability to pinpoint the place where Roon was buried, and when she landed, it was on top of a tomb that had been leveled and ordinary land.

Looking at the small black flowers on the cemetery, Delilah couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I knew, I knew it would be like this, haha...... Mr. Blasphemer, just wait for a cordial greeting from your brother, Dora, and the Circle of Soul Restoration. ”

This small black flower has a special term, the flower of resentment.

As the name suggests, the flower of resentment will only bloom in a cemetery full of resentment, and after three years of blooming, it will completely fall and never grow again, which means that the resentment has been exhausted.

With a wave of her hand, the black mist shrouded all the flowers of resentment, and by the time they were retracted, the small black flowers had all turned into dust and fell back into the dust.

Although this flower is called the flower of resentment, it is not a spell casting material for necromancy, on the contrary, the necromancer regards this kind of loser and defeats the resentment that has accumulated originally.

"Soul Restoration Circle? Do you want to resurrect the soul corpse? Dora was taken aback and said, "Isn't it a bit expensive to do this?" Once successful, you will suffer a negative level for the year and one day of this resurrection corpse's existence, not to mention that this resurrection corpse will not be fully controlled by us. ”

"Is there a more cost-effective deal for a negative level in exchange for an enemy who can't completely kill the enemy?" The laughter of the High Priestess of the Immortal Nemesis could not be concealed, "The resurrection corpse has a common goal with us, so when the time comes, why should we control it?" I believe that after dying a few times, he will take the initiative to ask us for help.

Do you really think that a blasphemer who blasphemes one after another is so easy to deal with?

It wasn't Daphany's self-righteous fool who was killed this time.

It was two drow vampires, and even the goddess's body was desecrated, and Belinda was directly frightened and hid again.

Next, we must be very careful with every step we take. ”

There must be some unknown way of contact between these immortal Nemesis believers.

At the very least, a priest like Delilah has it in its hands, and once something happens to those powerful believers of the immortal goddess of vengeance, they will be the first to get the corresponding news and react accordingly.

"The foresight of adults is by no means comparable to mine." Dora looked convinced, and didn't dare to ask any more.

Today, when the high priest got what she wanted, she was in a good mood, so she explained so much to her.

If you're in a bad mood, it's estimated that you'll be hit with both whips.

Delilah doesn't like to question, not even a kind reminder.

The casting materials of the two necromancers were very well prepared, and before midnight, a dark ritual circle composed of a series of dark materials such as bones and blood was laid out.

When midnight fell, Delilah suddenly crushed the black crystal ball in her hand.

Ahh......hhh

Whoop......

Roar Roar Roar ......

For a time, the demons danced.

Hundreds of souls, frantically flying and roaring, venting their endless anger in their hearts, wanting to tear their enemies apart.

Prisoner Soul Orb.

An evil magical item designed to imprison souls.

It is also one of the reasons why necromancers are notorious.

Souls are the most critical material for many of their spells.

In order to collect this material, many evil necromancers will bury Soul Orbs in densely populated villages and towns, and then spread plagues or undead minions to wage war.

The Prisoner Soul Bead in Delila's hand is obviously how it came about.

Because most of the souls released by her are obviously human beings, the kind that men, women, and children have, and a small part are the weak animal souls of cats, dogs, cows and horses.

For the sake of this Prisoner Soul Bead, eighty percent of a village was slaughtered.

As for Delilah's own hands? It is unknown whether it was this Prisoner Soul Bead obtained from someone else.

No matter how much these souls struggled and danced, there was no way to escape the dark ritual circle.

On the contrary, their appearance completely activated the circle.

They were just a bunch of poor sacrifices, fuel for summoning.

It was soon devoured by the dark circle, and became the driving force to attract more powerful dark forces.

A large, coffee-colored female palm with multiple silver rings appeared out of thin air directly above the Dark Ritual, grabbing at the target below.

Rumble!

The ground exploded.

A large pit three or four meters deep appeared in the same place, revealing a pile of ashes mixed with mud inside.

Seeing this situation, Di Lila, who had already revealed her figure, frowned directly into a pimple: "I didn't expect that there were professionals who helped sweep the tail, but this kind of sacred ritual can only prevent it from turning into an ordinary undead, but it can't prevent it from turning into a resurrected corpse, because revenge is sacred and cannot be stopped, this is the divine will of Chiaran Sari, follow the will of revenge, resurrect, Roon Notte." ”

In the end, Delilah's voice was high-pitched.

When the name of the deceased was pronounced, a terrifying force poured into the palm of the hand that symbolized the immortal goddess of vengeance.

More precisely, the entire palm of the hand was pressed down and directly submerged into the pile of ashes.

Gavin ...... a roar filled with endless anger echoed.

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