Doomsday Totem

Chapter 242 The Wizard
After a while, the fire-casting hammer shook his head and said, "My friend, I'm sorry, but the blessings of the Giant Spirit God cannot be used for transactions."

"En." Tie Slag nodded, expressing his understanding.

"But..." The Fire-Forging Hammer suddenly changed the topic and said with a smile, "We can give it to friends as a gift."

Iron Slag stood up immediately, nodding his head to thank the Fire-Forging Hammer.Then, the Fire-Forging Hammer explained some details to him.The god totem has only one-time effect and is valid for about one year, and the effect of blessing will decline over time.In addition, if he wants to receive the blessing of divine power, he must stay here for one night.Because there are no wizards in the tribe, people have to be sent to a larger gathering place to invite them, and it takes at least dozens of hours to go back and forth.

After listening to the explanation of the fire hammer, Iron Slag raised his watch to check the time. It is now Dr3713-01-22, 2:69 noon in Silver City time, and 100:[-] noon in Sete time.It takes at least [-] hours to complete the blessing.But after he thought about it, the things in the Fortress of Tire were basically arranged, and there was nothing wrong with it, and there was a satellite signal here, and the drive was only three hours away, so he agreed.

After lunch, under the arrangement of the casting fire hammer, Su Yu brought the iron slag to a white tent exclusively for guests.After entering the tent, she lit a small oil lamp.Looking at the faint firelight, the interior space here is very large, and the decoration is also good. There are red stalls on the ground, and tapestries embroidered with exquisite patterns are hung everywhere.

After the light came on, Iron Slag looked at the patterns on the tapestry curiously, one by one.On these patterns, there are bronze giants holding lightning bolts, castles in the clouds, endless seas of flowers, and tranquil riverside huts...

Before coming here, according to Bai Xiaoyun’s introduction, the Alta people have a long history no less than that of human beings, but they advocate personal force and mysticism, they don’t like natural science, they don’t have mechanical civilization, and their overall strength is not much worse than human beings .The top fighters of the Alta people, their combat power can even exceed that of fully armed human holy ranks.However, due to limited talent, they have low control over power, and the more powerful they are, the easier it is to cause space chaos.Therefore, the strong among the Elta are more restricted than other races.

While thinking, Tie Slag looked over the tapestry in front of him and landed on an oversized bed.This bed is at least five meters wide and six meters long, even for the size of an Elta, it is a big bed.But at this moment, Su Yu was sitting on the edge of the bed, blinking her big bright eyes, watching him motionlessly, the implication was completely revealed on the surface.

"Little Havlin~ Do you need to take a nap?" With her eyes facing each other, she stuck out her long tongue and licked her upper lip, asking playfully.

"Not sleepy, thank you." Tie Slag said politely.

Facing this Alta beauty who is more than [-] meters tall and whose arms are longer than his feet, he really can't imagine the scene of their relationship.And she was actually tempting him, I really don't know what she was thinking.However, despite some resistance in his rational thinking, in the deepest part of his heart, there is an uncontrollable curiosity. After all, human beings are always full of curiosity about any new things.However, no matter what, she was the woman who forged the fire hammer, and even if the other party didn't mind, he didn't intend to try.

While staring, he took out an iron fruit from the cloth bag at his waist, threw it over, and said, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Su Yu raised her hand to catch Tie Guo, played with it for a while, then stood up with a smile, and walked over waddlingly while staring at Tie Slag.When the two passed by, she still twisted her slender waist and rubbed him with her thigh...

After Su Yu left, Tie Slag sat cross-legged in the corner of the tent and began a long wait...

Six hours later, at 8:77 p.m. in Silver City time and [-]:[-] p.m. in Sete time, a little fat boy from Alta brought a pot of mulberry pear paste.After taking over the food bowl, Iron Slag took out a gold coin and threw it over.The little fat boy took the gold coin and ran away happily.

Afterwards, Iron Slag crouched in a corner of the tent and ate the dark sticky substance in the basin.However, just as he was eating food that was difficult for ordinary people to swallow, in the Qingyu Manor of the Central Silver City Military Academy, the president of the student union and the vice-chairman of the student union were sitting at the dining table, having a candlelight dinner together.This dining table was covered with a clean white tablecloth and was more than twenty meters long. At one end of each of them, there were eleven candle lamps with bright silver bases facing each other from a distance.

At this moment, they were all quietly eating the exquisite delicacies on the white porcelain plates, and in front of them were dozens of exquisite small silver plates.In the small silver plate, there is either a piece of fruit smeared with a little milky white salad dressing, or a small piece of beef that is cut squarely and poured with a transparent sauce, or two slices are neatly cut, Well-placed duck breast, or a piece of crystal-clear cherry cheesecake exuding seductive luster in the flickering candle...

On their right side, there is an apple-shaped goblet with a wide mouth, a slender goblet with a narrow mouth, and a goblet with a funnel shape. Ice wine is pale yellow in the funnel glass, and the teal cocktail "Midsummer Night" is served in the funnel glass.

Quietly and silently, the early spring wind with a faint scent of grass passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows, blows the thin white gauze, blows slowly across the long table, and brings the candlelight to dance happily...

During the dinner, an old butler stood with his hands behind his back, walking back and forth between both ends of the dining table with a silver plate in one hand.

After a while, the old housekeeper came to the girl with delicate face, bright eyes and white teeth, bowed his head, and sent the silver plate to her side 23 centimeters away.This distance is not too far or too close. With the girl's sitting posture and arm length, it can be taken at will without affecting the meal.The seemingly random spacing is full of the meticulousness of the old housekeeper for decades.

Taking a closer look, there was a small note in the silver tray.

After a while, the girl slowly put down the knife and fork, gently wiped her small pink lips with a white napkin, then took a sip from the slender goblet, then picked up the small note on the silver plate, and opened it. come and see.

The note said: "Tonight's small green fruit is not bad, please try it." I saw that the handwriting was neat and neat, neat and neat, and it must have come from a woman with a meticulous mind and a clear heart.

After putting away the note, the girl glanced at the silver plate in front of her one by one, then picked up the silver fork, picked up a piece of fruit, opened her small mouth, and took a bite.After eating slowly, she put down her silver fork, took the pen and paper at the left front of the table, and wrote a note.

"Hmm~ It's really good. By the way, I found a guy who looks like that guy yesterday. I don't know if it's him."

Not long after, the girl with a beautiful face and a calm demeanor at the other end of the table gently put down the knife and fork, pursed her lips and wiped her lips, and then opened the note.

Looking at the contents, she was secretly surprised. Although her heart was turbulent, her expression was still as calm as water.Then, she picked up a pen and paper and wrote another note.

"Let's talk and listen."

Soon, the old housekeeper sent the note to the opposite side.

"The man was wearing big sunglasses and couldn't see his face clearly, but his body shape, face shape, and movements were very similar," wrote Yugo Lombard.

"Where did you find it?" Mu Yu Linglan wrote hastily.Could it be that Iron Slag's whereabouts have been discovered by her...

"A mission result inspection video sent by the Thinker Fortress. It is preliminarily concluded that the person may be the leader of the Spartan Warriors." When she saw this note, Mu Yulinglan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately replied : "Have you checked his file?"

"Not yet, I want to leave a surprise and go see him when he comes back." After writing this, the delicate girl tilted her head and thought for a while, before writing another sentence, "Together?"

"Don't think about leaving me behind~" the beautiful girl silhouette with double pupils wrote "swish, swish, swish".

"He is mine." The former wrote a note immediately after reading the latest content, swearing her sovereignty.

The latter glanced at the declaration on the note, then gritted his silver teeth lightly, and wrote down, not to be outdone: "Mine."

"My!" "My!" "My!" "My!" "My!" "My!" "My!" "My!" "My!" "My!"

In this way, the notes from both sides passed faster and faster, and the old butler ran straight out of breath...

It was Dr3713-01-24, at 4:121 a.m. Silver City time, and [-]:[-] a.m. Setth time. After a long wait, the people sent by Fire Hammer finally brought back an Elta wizard.

This wizard is thin, wearing a patched calico robe, shoes twisted from various pieces of cloth, carrying a tattered sack, and his hair is wrapped in colorful strips, messy like a chicken Wo, the full look of a beggar.

A moment later, in Iron Slag's tent, the wizard took out various bottles, cans, and brushes of different lengths from the sack, and while muttering obscure whispers, he painted some strange shapes on Iron Slag's bare upper body. picture of.

While the wizard was writing, he saw that the nib dipped in the mysterious paint emitted a blue fluorescent light.Looking up, the fluorescent light flickers on and off, rising slowly, like a fleeting spark, gradually drifting into the air.

About 10 minutes later, the wizard put away the brush and muttered inarticulately: "Young... Havrin... the power of the giant spirit... will eventually... accompany you... into... the darkness... to protect you ...not to be corrupted by evil...corrupted...degraded...destroyed...despaired...sad...dead..."

As the wizard chanted, the patterns painted on Iron Slag's back and arms gradually faded and disappeared, as if absorbed by the skin.In the dark, he felt a majestic force pouring into his body, rushing towards his limbs, bringing endless power.It didn't take long for this force to subside gradually, and finally dissipated without a trace, as if it had never existed.

After completing the blessing of the divine power totem, Tie Zha stood up, folded his palms together, and performed an ancient ritual to express his gratitude to the wizard.

Facing his salute, the latter didn't react at all, but rolled the whites of his eyes, stretched out his skinny hand, pointed in a certain direction tremblingly, and said intermittently: "Go back...be careful...the north...the swarm ...restless...running...destruction..."

(End of this chapter)