My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu.

Chapter 290 Dancing under the Moon
Early the next morning, when Crown entered the blacksmith shop, Del walked up:
"Your Excellency, I was busy all night transferring goods from the mine last night, and now the warehouse is full.

There is another batch tonight, the quantity is slightly less than yesterday.

The inventory in the mine has now been cleared, and the next batch will have to wait for about half a month.

The mine is Mr. Nick's property. I said hello to the manager and settled the accounts at the end of the month. "

The mine mainly produces iron ore and copper ore, and the amount of tin ore is relatively small. In addition, the smelter loads a large amount of finished products on trains and transports them to the Rhine City every once in a while, and there is not much tin ingot inventory.

"It's very efficient. Ask them to send the bill over when you check out, and William will negotiate with Nick directly."

Crown nodded with satisfaction. Now if he wanted to do something, he would naturally have his subordinates help him do it, which would save him a lot of time.

He paused and patted Del on the shoulder: "You must be very tired from working all night. Go back and rest. You will have to keep an eye on me tonight."

"Okay, I'll take my leave," Del responded, nodded and left.

Last night, he only worked as a supervisor for one night and did not get off work. For a second-level transcendent, he could bear one less night of rest.

However, it was indeed hard to work overtime during this period. The bishop sympathized with him, so he went back to catch up on his sleep.

Crown began to forge armor and weapons of extraordinary quality. The more prepared he was now, the more effective the troops who came out of Hamers Parish would be during the war.

The spiritual concentration of the world is getting higher and higher, the number of extraordinary people is also increasing, and the Crusaders have also begun to expand.

Now, there are more than 1,300 Crusaders in the entire diocese, and there are more than ten more second-level extraordinarys than when the new diocese was first established. The stronger the diocese, the more confident he will be as a bishop.

Entering a state of war, his private armed forces were to be incorporated into the parish's troops to walk through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

What he wants is a strong army that obeys his command completely, not a group of ordinary guards.

Crown was extremely efficient. The number of blacksmiths he worked with was five to six times that of other senior blacksmiths. In just over half an hour, he could create a breastplate.

Working without any distractions, time passed quickly, and the morning passed quickly. He asked the blacksmith to take stock of his workload, and went to have dinner first.

A blacksmith gets a commission for making qualified equipment, and the commission for extraordinary equipment is even greater. His work also requires wages. This is different from the profit of the blacksmith shop. The main thing is to distinguish between public and private.

With his current ability, he could earn more than thirty gold spirit coins from the finished product forged in one morning.

After lunch, Crown didn't delay at all and immediately came to the warehouse.

Silver-white tin ingots were neatly stacked, filling the space, leaving only a very narrow aisle.

He first meditated on the golden light spell for a while, and then began to swallow the metal essence.

The aura enveloped the tin ingot, and within a short time, half of the cargo was devoured and turned into a pile of debris.
With the continuous application of abilities, the strength of Yuling is also constantly increasing.

I don’t know if there is an upper limit to Yu Ling’s strength. It would be perfect if I could keep growing with him.

As long as you choose a powerful enough spirit master, his shortcomings will become less and less, and he will become a true hexagonal warrior.

The sun shed its last rays and fell, and the inky night mixed with gray mist dyed the world.

Croun worked all afternoon and finally devoured the tin ingots.

Del had been guarding here half an hour ago. When he saw him finish all the work, he ordered the apprentice waiting at the door to clean up the residue, and then handed over a wet towel with a smile on his face:

"Your Excellency, Butler William is asking you to go back. The restaurant has been preparing meals."

Taking the towel, Kroun wiped his face and hands, and handed the towel back:
"Have a hard night."

"It's not hard work. I didn't move the goods, so how can it be considered hard work?

By the way, Sir, Janice has become a transcendent. The training camp will end next spring. I wonder if I can stay with you. "

Del said carefully, he knew that the bishop still had a few places for guards.

Seriously speaking, Janice is not qualified to be a guard. After all, his daughter is only the most junior exorcist priest. She stays with the bishop, so there is no need to expect to be able to help in the short term.

However, he still had to lower his face and beg. If he had the ability, any parent would plan more for their children.

He knows his talent well. With sufficient resource supply, it is not a big problem to advance to become a third-level extraordinary person. In the past, a third-level extraordinary person was considered a one-sided figure, but looking down from the current situation, this is just a middle-level person. .

My daughter's talents are much better. If she can work with the bishop, her future will be bright.

He fully understands how powerful the boss he follows is.

It only took more than a year to advance from the third level to the fourth level. He believed that such a speed of advancement was not an exaggeration to say that it was a god.

"Is Janice already a super?"

Crown was slightly surprised. He thought of the little girl who stubbornly stood in front of him. Unknowingly, the girl had grown to this point. She was a girl under twelve years old.

Even today, when the spiritual concentration of the world is increasing day by day, this performance deserves the reputation of a genius.

Of course you can't compare with him, he is a loser.

"Okay, I promise you."

Crown didn't hesitate and readily agreed.

The more genius you are, the less time it takes to advance. Even if it is not useful now, if you grow up in the future, you can become a powerful warrior on your own.

It is said that Fanny Sith is about the same age as the advanced transcendent, but what is Fanny's family background, and how can Janice compare to her?

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Del immediately saluted solemnly and said, "May the light of the Lord of Flame illuminate your path forward."

He had been a little anxious just now, but now his anxiety was back to its original position.

"Thank you for nothing. From now on, when Janice becomes a strong person, she will inevitably fight for me."

Crown waved his hand: "I'm leaving."

He quickly walked out of the blacksmith shop door and got into the waiting carriage.

When he returned to the mansion, he first drank half a glass of red wine that accompanied the meal. After a hearty meal under the service of the butler, Crown returned to the bedroom and took a comfortable hot bath.

After taking a bath, he stepped out of the bathtub and breathed fire. His body turned golden and red, and the water droplets on his body were immediately evaporated.

Now imagine that the energy of life obtained by the Golden Light Spell and the source of life merge into one. The appearance revealed when his flame breath is running is completely different from that of Cavendi.

The bronze armor rippled like a liquid and then covered his whole body. At the same time, a pair of silver and gold wings grew from behind him.

The metal swallowed this afternoon did not have time to be dyed with the golden light seal, so the color is no longer the more eye-catching rose gold color, but the wings have more than half as many as yesterday.

More tin essence not only means bigger wings, but also greater buoyancy.

If he had enough tin essence, he would be able to float in the air without flicking his wings.

He will need to prepare a few more sets of clothes when he goes out to fight in the future. As more and more metal essences are swallowed up, the thickness of the alloy armor continues to increase. Coupled with the flying magic, he will explode in an instant when fighting occurs.

If the battle is too fierce and consumes all the spirit-controlling power, you can't go naked, right? ! Crown flew out of the rickety window and began practicing his flying thaumaturgy.

He whistled, and Fujin from next door also ran out. One person and one pet flew upwards, and Buster jumped onto the window sill, meowing enviously.

Fu Jin was much more flexible than his master, flying around his master very excitedly.

The mental power of Kroun and the Fire Cube are at the same frequency. Following his thoughts, the spirit control controls the frequency and direction of the wings flapping.

He moves forward and backward in the air, or hovers, sometimes accelerating and climbing, sometimes circling and diving.

Although the speed is not very fast, being able to fly with one's own power is an incredible achievement.

Even if he is the Pope, he still needs to be down-to-earth when walking.

Crown firmly believes that as his proficiency in flying thaumaturgy continues to improve, his speed will become faster and faster.

When his speed could reach Fukin's level, he would go to Rhine City and ask if there were any recent battle plans. If not, he would go to the cultist's camp by himself.

The two-headed chimera was not slow, but he observed that the creature could not catch up with his pet.

Armed with a sharp weapon and a murderous intention, he was not afraid of the enemy's siege at that time. If the enemy was really troublesome, he would run away at worst.

Crown continued to climb upwards. Taking advantage of the fact that the Fire Cube's spirit control power was still sufficient, he wanted to pass through the gray mist clouds and see the bright moon in the sky.

The gray fog is getting thicker and thicker now, making it difficult for the moonlight to shine through and shine on the earth.

In a few years, the moon may become a legend.

Visualizing under the moonlight can produce more moon dew and moon brilliance, and he now stores more sun inflammation liquid and sun essence.

"Quack, quack"

Fujin surrounds its master and soars together.

On the bell tower of Hamers City, the vigilante priest saw an unforgettable scene.

Wearing metal armor and having wings on his back, a warrior like an angel flying upwards, the golden bird's aura flashing around him.

The priest knew that the big bird was a pet kept by Bishop Crown. He had also had the opportunity to see the bishop fight with the deer-headed spirit, and knew that the bishop had a suit of armor that fit particularly well.

"People can actually fly. It's impossible for a third-level transcendent to fly. Could it be that the bishop..."

The pastor's breathing quickened unconsciously: "Fuck, I must show off to others tomorrow. This is definitely the most exciting news."

Crown kept going upwards, and when he was about to approach the gray fog, he saw that the gray fog seemed to be a sand dune collapsing upward, avoiding his penetration.

When he completely entered the gray fog, he saw his armor emitting golden light. The gray fog seemed to have encountered a nemesis, all moving away from him, revealing a human-shaped void.

"Quack, quack"

Fujin shouted and flew to his master's side. Croun saw that the pet's body was also shining with golden light. Gray Mist was also very afraid of the crow.

'No wonder I often go out at night. I thought I was using the Golden Light Talisman Water to remove the pollution from the gray fog. I never thought that I was immune to the gray fog.

Besides the Holy Fire, I haven't heard of any other means of immunity to gray fog in the Church.

My golden light talisman can also drive away the gray fog. Maybe I need to make more golden light talismans and pure heart talismans as backup. This way, when my subordinates go to fight in the future, they can also have their own unique methods. '

Crown thought as he flapped his wings and continued upward.

His flying speed was a little faster than last night. In less than two minutes, he had flown out of the gray fog layer and saw the long-lost bright moon.

The first quarter moon spreads clear brilliance, shining silently on the world, but it is blocked by gray fog.

Higher up in the sky, a black curtain is dotted with bright and dark stars.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the cold wind was biting. For some reason, the strong wind could not blow away the gray fog.

The wind blew into the gray mist, and the wind weakened quickly. Croun hovered above the gray mist and saw the mist rolling gently, like a demon with teeth and claws.

I don’t know how the gray fog formed, where it came from, and where it will end up.

After staring for a while, he stopped thinking about this currently unanswered question and continued to practice flying magic.

Today, he wanted to consume the spirit-controlling power of the Fire Cube as much as possible, and he wanted to know how long he could use this self-created skill in combat.

The intelligence of the fourth-level spirit master is much higher. Kroun lets the spirit master monitor the stock of spirit control power by himself, and devotes himself wholeheartedly to the practice.

His movements gradually changed from clumsy to skillful, like an elf dancing under the moon.

The expression on his face became more and more calm, and his proficiency in flying thaumaturgy continued to increase.

When the crescent moon slanted to the west, Crown swooped down. He didn't have much spiritual control power anymore. If he wanted to replenish it quickly, he could only use moonlight. It was a waste to use moonlight now.

He has concluded that based on his current speed, the Fire Cube can support a flight of six hours and twelve minutes at full capacity.

If the flying speed is faster, this value will be reduced.

If fighting in the air, you still have to be careful, because the alloy armor will also consume some of the spirit control power when it is attacked.

Fu Jin, who had been following him for most of the night, had already lost the strength to scream. After returning to the mansion, he couldn't wait to get into the pet room.

Crown flew back to the bedroom, washed himself and lay on the bed, then summoned the golden wall.

The velvet bed is so soft that your whole body sinks into it when you lie down.

[Flying Thaumaturgy: 2046/10000; Level ]

After working on it all night, he gained two thousand proficiency points. If he worked hard on this skill, he could finish it in two or three days.

From the comparison before and after, it can be seen that his flying speed has accelerated a lot.

Crown estimated that as long as the skill reaches the second level, the flying speed may reach or exceed Fujin's speed.

In this case, he can go fishing in the cultist's base with peace of mind.

Let William prepare things tomorrow and prepare for a long battle in the wild.

You only need to come back every three days and enter the land of alienation to harvest the proficiency of the Golden Light Spell.

If everything goes well, the Golden Light Spell and Breathing Technique will be advanced soon. He doesn't know how strong he will become. He only knows that he should be able to walk sideways in this world.

Now I just hope that those cultists can make more two-headed Chimeiras. He needs them urgently.

After turning over comfortably, Kroun soon fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)