Heroes of Invincible Hidden Architect

Chapter 186 Intermission (3 in 1)

Intermission 1:

"Let me in, I want to see Sir!"

"Luo Shi, let me repeat again, Lord Jazz is not seeing anyone, go back."

Hell and humanity are at war on the Western Front.

In front of Ser Mrak's tent, two knight heroes confronted each other.

Luo Shi has a very high bridge of nose.

He has a thick and dense beard on his chin, and he has not had time to trim it.

This is incompatible with his slightly delicate facial features, but it also gives him a lot of temperament of an iron-blooded soldier.

His dark circles were heavy, and the sunken eyeballs were full of anger.

"Salit Lal! Uncle! I will call you Uncle at the end!
The rear has cut off our food and supplies, do you know what that means? ! "

Luo Shi gritted his teeth.

"This means that Lord Jazz will find a way!

Little lion, remember your identity.

You are just a big captain, this is not something you should worry about! "

The gray-haired Sarrit's eyes were full of coldness, and he said coldly.

"Little lion, you are now a general, not the lord who guards an acre of land!
Lord Jazz has to consider the outcome of the entire Erathia, and the survival of the entire Murak family!
Instead of just staring at the little people under him like you! "

Salit turned up the volume.

"In the army, you either obey orders, or give me promotion to master right now.

When you become a master, come to me to express your nonsense complaints! "

Sarrit's voice was still loud, but his speech slowed down a bit, and he continued:
"Little Lion, Lord Jazz has high expectations for you, and I also have high expectations for you, don't ruin your future.

Now, as Ser Mrak's standard bearer, I command you to go back! "

Luo Shi clenched his back molars tightly.

He really doesn't understand.

Those bastards in Erathia have already targeted the Murak family so clearly, why does the patriarch still tolerate it?

We beat life and death, went down five cities in a row, and our supplies were cut off from the rear, and there is still such a stupid thing.

His leaders carried their own rations and weapons, followed him to the battlefield, entrusted their lives to him, and fought bravely for him.

But now, he wants to make them hungry.

hateful!

Luo Shi stared at Salit, and said word by word:
"Follow! Order!"

"Albert, let's go!"

Luo Shi turned around angrily, strode forward, and left without looking back.

Albert bowed to Salit and was about to leave.

"Albert."

Salit spoke nonchalantly.

"Remember to warn Luo Shi.

Don't think that if you have made some achievements on the battlefield and received a few praises, you can point fingers in front of me.

You are his steward and also his teacher. You are older than him and have rich experience. You must teach him well. "

Albert straightened up and said:

"You are my uncle, he is my master.

My master never recognizes status and identity, he only recognizes truth.

And I only recognize him. "

Albert turned around and ran fast in two steps, following Luo Shi's pace.

"Humph!"

Sarrit snorted, and forcefully pushed the long sword with its scabbard on the ground.The long sword was deeply inserted into the ground.

"Uneducated stuff.

One, two, both.

Little ability, big temper, no distinction between good and bad.

Quan is a fucking reckless man who will die on the battlefield sooner or later. "

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Intermission 2:

Inham stood in the camp, and across from him was Catherine, Queen of Erathia, who was writing the dossier.

"Catherine, I am very skeptical now whether you have the ability to control Lacia.

All of Erathia, know that Sosa is your man.

She reversed.

Makes me wonder if I've been instructed by you. "

Inham stood up straight, holding the angel cross on his chest with both hands.

"On behalf of the Church, I present you with an ultimatum.

If you can't solve Sosa's problem within half a year, the Church Tribunal will take over the Sosa rebellion.

At the same time, you will be deprived of all your real power as a queen and handed over to Roland. "

Catherine touched her forehead with some headaches and said:

"Inham, give me a moment.

I believe that Sosa is loyal to me, and there must be something else behind her rebellion. "

Inham took a deep look at Catherine and said meaningfully, "I hope so."

"My lord, an urgent letter from Viaport City."

A monk hero walked into the camp, handed a letter to Inham, and quickly retreated.

After reading the letter, Inham spread the letter out and put it in front of Catherine, tauntingly raised the corners of his mouth.

"This is the third time Sylvia has submitted his resignation in the past two years.

Interesting, it's your man again, it seems you have one more trouble. "

Staring at Catherine with burning eyes under the hat of Monk Inham, he said slowly:
"I hope you won't disappoint the Church, Sir Seraph is watching Erathia, Your Majesty the Queen."

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Intermission 3:

"Master Sosa, according to the plan, he is about to arrive in our territory."

A Glorious Crusader takes the reins of Sotha's steed.

The Glory Crusaders, a level 4 and 5 miracle unit, are covered in golden heavy armor. They are the most powerful troops under Sosa, and their combat effectiveness is even higher than that of the 6th and 5th champion knights.

Sosa dismounted and took off his face-covered helmet.

Long, bright brown hair fell down.

The long hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to Sosa's thin chain mail.

"How much supplies do we have left?"

The Glory Crusaders did not speak in silence.

Sousa's heroic sword eyebrows frowned and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"That's it. It's just the ones in your backpack, my lord."

"How could it be used up so quickly? Less than half of the supplies equivalent to 120 supply vehicles are left?"

Sosa couldn't believe it.

The Glory Crusaders lowered their heads and whispered:

"Lord Sosa, you will share the food once you pass through a suffering village along the way.

There are refugees who want to join us, and we have to give out weapons and armor.

All the way here, that's all.

Moreover, due to the increase of militiamen (Level 1 and Tier 1) in the team, the remaining food that could last for a month can only last for another half a month. "

Sosa was choked and speechless.

This is the case.

Now the supplies of all the troops on the front line are basically gathered by the church's forced recruitment of villagers and some small acropolis.

What I have in my hand is only a small part of those villagers who were forcibly recruited.

All the villages we passed on the road were not in a state of famine.

If you divide them, the supplies will be gone, which is nothing more than a normal thing.

Sousa took a deep breath and said, "Persevere, you will be safe when you reach the territory.

I still have gold coins, and I can buy food at that time. "

That's what he said, but Sosa knew clearly that this was just a way to quench his thirst and eat cakes to satisfy his hunger. Now the price of food in Erathia is already more expensive than resources.

But if those refugees were left alone, Sosa couldn't do it.

If it was Her Lady Queen, she would definitely be the same as herself, and she would do better than herself.

Sousa forced himself to cheer up and said:

"Notify the troops. Hold on, you'll be safe in the territory. For Erathia!"

The Glory Crusaders nodded vigorously, and said loudly: "For Erathia! For Lord Sosa!"

Sosa took a deep breath and shouted silently in his heart.

"For human beings! For Her Lady Queen!"

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Intermission 4:

Ernie's letter:
Dear Pope:

See the letter like me, everything is fine, don't read it.

I have escaped from Thunder City with great sacrifices made by my fellow believers and my subordinates.

The oily wheat flowers in the tower have already bloomed. This year, the oily wheat flowers in the tower are golden, which symbolizes wealth.

This color is very nice, I think it looks much better than the parish white.

Whenever I see the parish white oleolis, I think of your blank head.

If our church perishes, it must be during your tenure.

If not, you must be dead.

I am emotionally grateful for your order to free me.

But intellectually, I once again question whether you are capable enough to continue to be the Grand Pope of the God of Wealth.

In order to save me, a total of 36 heroes died, including 4 masters.

This is an unbearable loss for our Goddess of Wealth Church.

Analyze intellectually:

As long as I don't surrender the location of the Arcane Orb, I'm perfectly safe.

A little bit of physical pain and suffering doesn't matter to me.

The sacrifice of 36 heroes had a much greater impact on our church than my pain.

Moreover, using the weak Goddess's mobile phone on me only once every hundred years is really a loss.

This also makes our Church of the Goddess of Wealth irreconcilably stand on the opposite side of the tower forces.

This will lead to the risk of all our church members lurking in the tower being raided.

It will also increase the vigilance of the tower (smudge).

No, I can't say any more, I am so angry that the magic lamp hurts.

Master Fortune said: "A transaction is an exchange of something for another thing."

Not to mention that there is a high probability that my life is not in danger.

Even if I die, the price I pay is much lighter than that of 36 heroes.

I am just a legend, and each of those 36 heroes has the potential to become a legend.

You don't have a solid enough understanding of the cost of saving me and the rewards you get.

I am not afraid of death, I am only afraid of delaying the plans of Lord Fortune.

In my opinion, the best way to prevent you from becoming a sinner of our church is for you to abdicate on the spot and replace him with a more rational Pope.

I hope you will consider my opinion carefully.

I am rushing to the elemental forces for refuge.

The tower has launched an attack on my domain.

However, my cities have already made sufficient preparations, and each city has magic crystal cannons.

The virtues of the human mages in the tower are clear to everyone. If there is no death order, they will give priority to preserving their own troops.

No one will be the first to attack the city to resist the first artillery.

Therefore, as long as the demigod does not make a move, our territory can last for a long time.

During this period of time, I hope you can use your dwindling mind to come up with a way to evacuate the people from our city.

If you can't think of it, please let me know in time, I will take the last resort.

I hope that the oil wheat flowers in the parish will change to another color next year.

Bishop of the Goddess of Wealth: Sincerely, Ernie"

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Intermission 5:

President of the Underground Treasure Chamber of Commerce: Black Elf Safna is holding a tea tray with a tea set made of fire silver on it.

She walked into the small room on the top floor of her magic tower. This room was only 6 square meters in size, pitifully small.

In the room, there is only a bed and a table, and there is only a small window and a door that are less than half a meter long and wide that can lead to the outside of the room.

Although the room is very simple, this room is indeed the most heavily guarded place in the entire Underground Treasure Chamber of Commerce.

There are thirteen layers of magic circles around the room, which can effectively prevent creatures from entering while isolating the space to transmit magic.

Just one question.

These magic circles do not distinguish between inside and outside.

Except for Safna herself, it was extremely difficult to enter or exit the room.

And the owner of this room is Safna's public legal husband.

Male concubine—Xiang Chong.

"Xiang, I made you fantasy black tea."

Shafuna came in gracefully, closed the door, and put the tea tray on the table.

She skillfully arranged the tea set, and carefully added sugar to the fantasy black tea bit by bit.

This was supposed to be the job of a maid, but Safna did it with gusto, as it should be.

Xiang Chong raised his head blankly.

Above his head was a window with glass.

From outside the window, we could see the faintly glowing starmoss in the sky.

Safna brought the prepared black tea to Xiang Chong's side, scooped up half a spoonful with a small soup spoon, cooled it carefully, and poured it into Xiang Chong's mouth.

Xiang Chong opened his mouth unconsciously, took the black tea in his mouth, but didn't swallow it.

Safna looked at her husband with more pity in her eyes. She stood down and squeezed the black tea into Xiang Chong's throat with her tongue.

"Cough cough."

Xiang Chong coughed from choking, and slapped his tail on the bed vigorously.

He closed his eyes in pain, stopped acting, and said directly: "Safonna, you lied to me again.

You agreed to let me go. "

Safna, the head of the Black Elf, showed a kind smile.

"I let you go. But when you reached the stairs, I caught you back.

I can't blame me for this, I can only blame you for walking too slowly. "

Xiang Chong no longer speaks.

He knew that his struggle was powerless.

If you want to blame, blame yourself for exposing your ability in front of Safna.

Anyway, I can't resist, so don't be too hard on yourself.

Xiang Chong took a sip of the fantasy black tea.

This tea, made with special mushrooms and tea leaves, was one of the few respites in his recent miserable life as a prisoner.

He can taste the taste of fate from the fantasy black tea.

Xiang Chong didn't notice that his wife's eyes were getting hotter and hotter as she watched him drink the black tea.

After drinking a pot of fantasy black tea, Xiang Chong suddenly felt hot all over his body, his body was hot, and the tip of his square tail began to shake uncontrollably and quickly.

"Safna you!"

Before Xiang Chong finished speaking, Safna grabbed the tip of his tail, and for a moment his whole body seemed to have no bones, and he leaned softly on Safna's body.

Shafuna bit Xiang Chong's earlobe lightly, and said vaguely:
"This time it's really not that I didn't keep my word.

Mainly, Laura said, she wanted a sister~~"

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Intermission 6:

"You said Emperor Kerrigan, how many front-line coaches have been changed in each jihad? Is it useful? Change the soup but not the medicine!"

In the tavern of Hell, Isis (Hell, Specialty Mystic Art) complained wildly to Cyril (Hell, Specialty Hell Flame).

"Ash directed well, so we have to replace it with Riska.

Riska also has reason to say:
'What kind of soldier am I bringing, it's a fire elf.

What kind of miscellaneous soldiers are your soldiers, you asked me to take them'"

Isis knocked heavily on the table, and the flame wine on the table bounced.

"What level is the Western Front now?
Let Ignatis take a bunch of little monsters to fight Mrak, can he fight?

He can't fight!Do you know if you don't have this ability? "

"If this continues, the Western Front will be lost.

After losing on the west line, then on the center line, and then on the east line.

There is nothing to lose next, even Caitlin (not Queen Catherine), who can only earn gold coins, can't beat her. "

Xi Ruier turned the wine glass anxiously, and said hesitantly:

"On the other hand, we hell are better prepared for this crusade than the Castle..."

Isis quickly interrupted:
"Oh, thank goodness for that.

I've already said, if you fight like this, your own hero's stunts are not enough, so what's the use of having more troops?

Can you guarantee that key heroes like Mrak and Queen Catherine will win?
Be pragmatic!
I really want to persuade them to understand their own legendary specialties and the concept of fighting first!
Ash (specialty, bloodthirsty thaumaturgy) played pretty well on the Western Front, why did Emperor Kerrigan replace her?
And punish her!Now you have lost 5 cities in a row on the western front, how do you explain it?

Hell's face is gone! "

Cyril didn't know how to refute, and took a sip of Fireball wine dullly.

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Intermission 7:

Hiding in the underground cave, Ash rolled up a freshly roasted lizard with his own tail, resisted the discomfort, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Since becoming a hero, she has never been so embarrassed.

how many years.

Ash couldn't remember.

How ridiculous that I, a legendary hero, ended up like this?
She thought of what happened two months ago, and her teeth itch with hatred.

He was suddenly dismissed from the post of Marshal, and was about to return to the capital to seek an explanation from Kerrigan Satan the Great, when he was intercepted and killed by four legendary heroes halfway.

After finally breaking out of the siege, he found that the news of his rebellion had spread throughout hell.

The territory was under siege, and the men were dead and caught, and there was no one left, and there were pursuers searching for him everywhere.

There is no way to heaven, no way to enter the earth.

The more Ash thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, and finally couldn't help sobbing in grievance.

"Whoa, I'm a succubus, I've never betrayed my body, so it's easy to fight to become a legend!"

"Originally, I thought that when I became a great nobleman of Ofer, I would open a big ration harem, where elves, humans, great demons, and orcs could eat whatever they wanted.

I have endured it for so long, how many times I have seen good stuff, I have endured it, just to realize my dream.

Now, gone! "

"The territory is gone, the subordinates are gone, the money is gone, and the hope of a harem is gone, all gone!

I managed to save my family fortune.woo woo woo woo. "

Ash twitched her nose.

"Aiden! Aolima! Sherlocks! Remember me! Sooner or later, I will seek revenge from you!"

Ash took a lizard in one bite, chewed up the lizard's bones viciously, and swallowed it alive.

"Looks like you need a little help?"

The enchanting female voice reached Ash's ears, and Ash was startled suddenly.

This voice is as captivating as those succubus instructors in the succubus lair when I was a child.

Ash raised his head vigilantly, and there was a fellow clan standing at the exit of the cave where he was hiding!
She was riding on a beautiful silver unicorn, and the clothes on her body were noble and gorgeous, and in terms of texture, they were not inferior to her own.

Ash observed her appearance, feeling ashamed.

In terms of appearance, I will not lose.

But after nearly a week of fleeing, Ash was disheartened and her hair was disheveled.

Riding on a horse opposite, sitting in the cave by myself, just like a princess meeting a refugee.

No, Ash, you are a legendary hero, you have to stand up!
Cheering himself up in his heart, Ash stubbornly raised his head and said, "My name is Ash, legendary succubus, who are you? How can you help me?"

There is a saying in Yasha Continent, which describes the relationship between a succubus and a succubus:
The succubus meets the succubus and becomes each other's wives.

The succubus who is related by blood will not be mentioned when they meet.

Even if they just meet by chance, they will help each other.

Of course, the premise is that there are no males.

As long as there is a high-quality ration, the succubi will start to intrigue, intrigue, all kinds of scrambles, and tricks.

It is very normal for a daughter to plot against her mother, and for an elder sister to frame her younger sister.

They will not consider sharing until they are exhausted.

After all, high-quality rations are consumables. If other succubi eat more, they will eat less.

This is an instinct engraved in the bones of succubi.

Therefore, once a succubus reaches adulthood, it leaves the succubus lair to wander alone.

Because of this, when this succubus appeared here, Ash's heart pounded.

She is yearning for the help of her compatriots, and she is also afraid that this compatriot is the subordinate of some male hero, who will come to deceive her.

"Dinglingling~" A crisp bell sounded.

Ash saw the succubus flip sideways from the silver unicorn, and fell to the ground with the trembling of the red dress with the hips open.

She gently gathered her long hair over her left shoulder and tied it with a ribbon.

Ash felt cold.

This is the standard that the succubus already belongs to, which means that the succubus has bound a top ration that can last for a lifetime.

(Then they are probably here to catch me.

Who will it be?Aiden or Sherlocks?
Wait a minute, no!Aren't unicorns only available to innocent maidens?
Those two beasts are human scum who have taken refuge in the forces of hell, how could they not do it? )

Just as Ash was thinking about it, the succubus at the entrance of the cave blinked.

Her pupils slowly turned purple.

This pupil color!

Ash was startled.

The pupils of the succubus are all red, and when they are very excited, the pupils will change from round to heart-shaped.

But she had never heard of a succubus who could change the color of her pupils.

"My name is Yu Qier. As you can see, I am the apostle of the goddess of magic. I invite you to join our organization."

He was actually an apostle of the true god.

Ash unconsciously took half a step back.

In the entire Yasha continent, the number of apostles of the true god is even rarer than that of legendary heroes, and they will have almost unlimited lifespans.

To be an apostle of the true God, one must have top talent.

The top-level talent and unlimited lifespan mean that as long as the apostle of the true god is not killed, he can definitely become a demigod!
"What organization to join? If I join, what do I need to do? If I don't join, what will happen to you?"

Yao Qier smiled charmingly: "When you ask these questions, your inner voice has already told you the answer.

Do you have a choice, my sister? "

Ash closed her eyes, her own situation emerging in her mind.

The pursuit of 4 legends, the territory besieged, and the charges of treason.

She sighed resignedly, and replied, "I'll join."

"Smart move."

Between Ash and Rachel, an illusory magic contract is being formed.

This is a contract supervised and signed by the goddess of magic.

Ash, who had already sold himself, stared at the contract unwillingly, and finally found the name of the organization he joined among countless clauses.

Yao Qier changed her tone and said cheerfully:
"Legendary Succubus, Your Highness Ash, welcome to join us. The name of our organization is:

God. "

ps: The first volume is completely over! !

Sprinkle flowers! !
There are more stories in the next volume, and the world view will also unfold!
Long live!

I hope that capable readers can come to the starting point to support the little hamster.

Hamsters will work hard!

It is said that if you put the monthly ticket into the hamster's mouth, the hamster will eat the monthly ticket.

that's amazing!

　"His Demon Fairy"

　　This is a book where the protagonist is soft but hard to eat, and the harem is a three-digit fairy grass, and the speed is fast.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)