Devil's Journey

Chapter 297 Pirate Maritime Merchants
01:30 Transparent tiny diamond-shaped crystals, exuding a soft halo, this is the zero-level godhead extracted from the pale orb, but to Julian's disappointment, he was unable to integrate this godhead into his body.

Is it because he has not yet reached the fifth level of legend?Julian shook his head. It shouldn't be for this reason. There are even mortals in history who were lucky enough to pick up the godhead, and then ascended to the sky in one step.

Although there are also rumors that the master of the godhead was directly resurrected in the body of a mortal, it shouldn't be like it is now, as if separated by a thick barrier, or different things in two dimensions, completely different things. Unable to fit in.

Maybe it's because he is a demon, the root of the demon is still in the Demon Abyss, if Julian wants to go further, he may have to return to the Demon Abyss.

Unable to absorb the godhead, Julian could only temporarily put it away and experiment later. The pale orb that Julian got along with the godhead can be used.

This death-type sub-artifact has no conditions for use. It is like a succubus without integrity. Anyone can use it, but obviously there is a code lock hidden inside. If Julian can't unlock the code lock If so, hehe, Hopus' head of hatred is still in his hands.

Putting away the somewhat tasteless pale orb, Julian took out another white skull burning with blue soul flames. This magic weapon does not have so many moths.

【Hopeth's Head of Hate】

Equipment grade: legendary high-level magic weapon of the death system.

Equipment conditions: evil creatures, not dark elves.

Equipment Skills: Flame of Hatred, Soul Prisoner, Detect Dark Elf, Hopeth's Research Knowledge.

Equipment special effects: high-efficiency bonus of death spells, high-efficiency bonus of death spell resistance, immunity to death spells below the legendary level, immunity to legendary-level instant death spells, special attack on dark elves.

(I don’t write much about equipment and skills, let’s just make do with it.)
This skull magic weapon is the real equipment that can be used. When Hopus died, he burned himself into this magic weapon equipment, full of resentment towards the dark elves, although he himself is the prince of the dark elves.

But it is clear that the big family of the dark elves is not only "father is kind and son is filial", but also "brothers and brothers are respectful", "sisters are harmonious" and so on.

Julian inspected it for a while, and then put the skull of hatred on his skull throne. As long as he continued to melt, maybe at some point, the skull throne could become an artifact.

At this time, many nobles in the three northern counties fled to the south. Because they were located in the plains, it was difficult to intercept them, so Julian didn't bother. The serfs who came down were all under control.

It's a pity that the population of the three counties in the Northland is not large, and after famine and turmoil, it would be great to gather hundreds of thousands in the end. Adding in the Destiny Cultists, I'm afraid there may not even be 100 million.

In addition, there is another problem, which is the evil disaster. The reason why the Kingdom Army is willing to cede the territory is to withdraw the troops from the front line, hoping to let the Destiny Sect and the Snake God Sect take the lead.

At this time, more than 25 elite frontier troops had already taken advantage of the fact that the demons hadn't noticed, and took the initiative to withdraw southward to join the main force of the Kingdom Army, reaching a group of [-] again, and then preparing to redeploy the three western counties of the Northland, and the deployment time was short It depends on the resistance time of the Destiny Cult and the Snake God Cult.

The Snake God Sect is not clear yet, but the Destiny Sect has no plans to die hard. After Julian plans to gather the serfs, he will not defend the line of defense and retreat gradually, and then use the demons as a whetstone to continue The tempered Heavenly Mandate Army.

The souls of the serfs who died in battle will be collected by Julian because of the gift of the devil, and the serfs who survived will advance to the next step at the cost of life force because of the gift of the devil.

Anyway, even if all the serfs die, the unscrupulous Boss You can make a lot of money.

With the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers, the coldness of the North has finally receded. Dozens of dragon-headed warships sailed into an empty harbor. The defenders and people in the harbor have long since disappeared. The Villiers were greatly disappointed.

"Unfortunately, these southerners were actually beaten away by a group of cult rebels." A scarred face with a beard cursed angrily.

The other Villiers were also friendly exporters, cursing these cowardly southerners for not giving themselves a chance to 'buy goods', it's really abominable.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, walk east along the coast, or go south along the strait, if you meet people, don't do it for now, if you can trade, trade first." A tall and beautiful woman, her face was painted with red oil paint, which made her quite charming. She was wearing a thick animal skin cloak, and there was a hawk standing on her shoulder.

"Chief, is there a wizard asking to see you?" A female warrior in thick chain armor came over in a daze.

The female chief narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a hint of evil spirit, staring closely at the man in black robe who was following the female warrior.

"Wizard, is this how you asked to see me?"

"It's just some small means to avoid trouble." The black robed man's voice was soft and full of arrogance, and there was a hint of weakness in the arrogance.

Then the dazed female warrior regained consciousness suddenly, then turned around and glared at the black-robed wizard, raising the battle ax in her hand.

"Stand back." The female chief held the big bow in her hand and stared at the wizard with a serious expression. The female warrior responded respectfully, and then retreated to the leader's side with the battle ax in hand.

"Witch, tell me, what is your purpose for coming here?"

"I've been hurt a little, and I want to hire you to protect me for a while, how about that?" The man in black then threw a small bag to the other party.

"When I recover from my injury, there will be a final payment."

"Oh, is that so? The employment price of my Eagle Tribe is not low."

The female chief took it with her hand and squinted at it. It turned out to be made of extremely high-grade silk. She raised her eyebrows, and the female chief showed a look of interest.

After opening the bag, the female chief's pupils dilated suddenly, and she couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice, then quickly pulled the bag back up, and said to the man in black with a smile on her face, "It's easy to say, my eagle tribe is the entire Vili The well-known pirates of Ursu, cough cough, the sea merchant group, are absolutely trustworthy, and the guests can rest assured."

The black-robed man nodded noncommittally, and turned his head to look at the tall and fit warriors, both men and women. The Villiers are northern barbarians in the eyes of southerners, perhaps not much better than wild monsters.

The king of Villiers is like a pirate lord, and the whole Villiers is like a large pirate group disguised as a country, from the Principality of Roanick to the Kingdom of Griffins, then to the Kingdom of Lokas, the Principality of Newler, The Principality of Falcon and even the Kingdom of Thalia further south have suffered from it.

Fortunately, after so many years of "friendly" exchanges with the southern countries, the people of Villiers have become a lot more civilized, probably from full-time pirates to half-pirates and half-marines.

(End of this chapter)