Oracle of Terra

Alas...sin, sin, looking at my buddy's corset, I have evil thoughts, something is really wrong with him, as expected, he drank too much.

Fortunately, it was a hangover. If something happened to my brother after drinking too much, I am afraid that this brother will not be able to do it in the future.

"What's wrong with you? It feels weird."

"It's nothing, I just think it's nice to have you as a brother."

"......................"

Mostima's head hurt even more after hearing it.

"Yes, thank you for your compliment?"

"No thank you."

After sending Mostima back to the bed in the car, Telles got out of the car and saw Tallulah with a delicate face coming over.

"I thought you were the unfathomable type."

"You like to speculate about me."

"After all, the strength you showed and some side things, let me recall..."

"Okay, don't mention that broken snake? I really don't want to be compared with it."

"Then I can only say sorry, Telles, the plan is to start two days later, your RV will arrive at Chernobog for supply first, and then we will meet in the mountains some distance from Chernobog ,right?"

"Yes, just to be on the safe side, I will let Mostima follow your team."

"I heard Hui Jie say that your predictions are very accurate, so I'm counting on you."

"Of course it's fine, as long as my luck isn't too bad that day."

"However, before that, we still need to consider not encountering too many pickets on the way out of the snowfield. Although they are not enough to threaten us, it is not good to draw regular troops. Even if we can fight against bandit-like pickets , but can’t face those noble army groups, passing by Chernobog is dangerous enough in itself.”

"Well, there is no need to worry about the pickets. I can deal with the regular army. The preparation time for these two days is not only to prepare for the pickets we will meet on the road, but also for the regular army we may encounter. Get ready."

Of course, there is also the possibility of encountering the emperor's inner guard, but it's better not to mention this kind of thing, and be careful that the crow's mouth will really become a reality, after all, he is still quite unlucky.

"what happened?"

Noticing Telles' strange pause, Tallulah was a little curious.

"It's nothing, how about the persuasion of those infected people?"

"You don't have to worry about this. I have been advocating the matter of leaving the snow field since before, but now I just turned this matter into reality. Although it may be a little confusing, being able to eat enough for the past few days will make them feel confident about the future." I'm full of expectations, at least no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than the life in Xueyuan."

"It seems that this place is really a place of suffering."

"I don't deny it, but the tenacity of the people of Ursus is also tempered from here."

"Hopefully they can really be tough."

Telles can still feel the hidden dangers behind Tallulah's idealism in the team. In order to better use the crystallization of the infected to improve his own strength, Telles plans to investigate some dangers for him.

It's a pity that there are no Sarkaz infected people, so it can only be said that that old Wendigo is a really rare species.

It would be great if there were more Sarkaz.

Then there is no need to be "protected" by that boss Wei, but to use his own strength to fight for a piece of the world.

"Oh, let's stop talking. I'll go to bed again, but my head still hurts."

"Well, I won't bother you, but Huijie isn't drunk, is she?"

"Hey, Ms. Chen is very self-disciplined. Getting drunk is impossible."

At most, I just drank sake and poured it directly.

"That's right, Huijie doesn't look like she can drink."

I don't think you seem like a master who can drink either.

After silently muttering such a sentence in his stomach, Telles staggered back to the car, threw himself on the bed, and then fell into a deep sleep.

But this time, he had a long-lost dream.

In his dream, he saw a bright-looking young man from Sarkaz.

"Are you the god who lives in this mountain? It really smells like that."

For some reason, when he heard this Sarkaz youth speak, he always felt that something was wrong.

50. The decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City

"Are you the god who lives in this mountain? It really smells like that."

The Sakaz young man with black hair and black eyes has an ordinary appearance, but Telles has a sense of familiarity inexplicably.

But just when he was thinking about whether he had seen this person somewhere, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

And the picture in front of him flickered like a snowflake screen of an old TV malfunctioning, and then the scene in front of him changed, and the young man disappeared. The Sarkaz youth with wide eyes also turned into a tattered Wendigo who looked very embarrassed.

"Hey, it always feels like halfway through the broadcast, I found out that the broadcast was wrong and I was slicing. Is someone watching me?"

Telles always felt bad, but the dream didn't respond, but continued to play after turning the channel bluntly.

"This is?"

The perspective of Telles is still the voice of 'Your Majesty', but it sounds much more angry than the voice of 'Your Majesty' he has heard before.

The previous "Your Majesty" always had an indifferent and majestic attitude, but the current "Your Majesty" seemed to be building something, just glanced at the Wendigo, who looked like a monster with his skull exposed, and walked towards the asked the crow on his shoulder.

"I tell you, my master, he is a wounded soldier who fell at the gate of the village, probably a deserter nearby?"

"A deserter? A Wendigo? That's interesting."

Wendigo Rumao drinks blood and is an extremely brave and brutal warrior, so he naturally does not think that such Wendigo will flee in the middle of the battle. They are natural fighters, they will never run away from the battle, but go forward bravely, Fight to the last moment.

The residents in the village are all his believers. They tied the dangerous wendigo with the iron chain he made and sent it to his workshop, but they didn't treat the wendigo's wound.

After all, he was a vicious race. Although the Sarkaz in his village was strong and strong, he was no match for this big man who was nearly three meters tall.

But after a while, Wendigo seemed to wake up.

'Your Majesty' finished the work in hand, and Telles could see that 'Your Majesty' seemed to be making a bed crossbow?

"Good morning, Wendigo."

Wendigo opened his eyes and stared straight at the white-haired Sarkaz in front of him. He realized that he was tied up, but under the gaze of the white-haired Sarkaz, he couldn't show any signs of resistance. Heartbroken, he recalled the 'monster' his troops had encountered not long ago, with fear on his face.

"You, are you a 'God'?"

"God...? No, as you can see, I am the leader of this village, just a craftsman."

The white-haired Sarkaz pointed to the bed crossbow in his hand. Although the Wendigo couldn't see what it was, he still nodded. Either wander around on this land, or gather believers, build their luxurious temples and kingdoms, and let believers serve them.

As for making tools by beating iron blocks with your own hands, or even living in such a smoky small workshop, that is obviously impossible.

Wendigo showed a somewhat rejoicing look, as if he no longer cared about being tied up.

"You were attacked by a 'god'?"

"........."

Hearing the white-haired Sarkaz's inquiry, Wendigo's horrific face showed fear, but soon he distorted his face due to pain.

"We, we were on the way to finish our work and find a place to stay, that guy suddenly appeared, that monster that sucks blood..."

"Blood Demon God Cainhurst, you and your team are really unlucky."

Hearing Wendigo's brief description, the white-haired Sarkaz seemed to be able to imagine the horrors of his friends and comrades when they were sucked to fuck. When encountering a guy who is as terrifying as a natural disaster, no matter whether it is a city or a village It will not be spared. Of course, that rogue will actively avoid the area with gods, which can be regarded as smart in terms of disasters.

"What about your losses?"

"I don't know. My friends and I fled in all directions. That guy didn't take the initiative to chase us. It's just that our doctor turned into an asshole the first time we met. She obviously still has her own sister to take care of."

The tall and vicious Wendigo's face was covered with tears. He wanted to confide his pain to others. Although he didn't know if this white-haired craftsman was a good match, he really couldn't bear it. The doctor was his good friend. The daughter of a friend, I watched their sisters grow up.

"Is her sister all right?"

"Yes... yes! Alisa is still in town, but..."

Wendigo seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"what happened?"

"It...that monster came from the direction of the town."

"........."

The white-haired Sarkaz's expression didn't change, he just walked up to Wendigo, untied the iron chain on his body, and then found a jar full of scarlet liquid from the box beside him.

"Blood of the Gorefiend?"

Smelling the pungent smell, Wendigo recognized the jar. Some blood demons can purify their own blood through spells and use it as a healing potion, but the smell is pungent and it makes people sick to drink, so it is rarely Someone will eat it.

"Drink it, go and have a look at the town, if there is nothing wrong, bring it to the village."

"Good! Good! Thank you for your help! I will remember this kindness! I am a Wendigo warrior! Urgo!"

"You can call me Kazdel, a craftsman."

"I will never forget your great kindness and virtue!"

As he said that, Urgo drank the blood of the blood demon in one gulp, and then flew out. As for the crow on the beam, after two quacks, it landed on Kazdel's shoulder again. .

"Master, Cainhurst is nearby, do you want to remind other people in the village?"

"No, he won't come near here."

"Oh yes, you are here, look at my memory."

The crow touched the bird's head with its wings very humanely, while Kazdel turned around, created a pitch-black flame at his fingertips, and began to process the solid ore.

"Raven, follow that Wendigo and check the disaster situation along the way. If there are survivors, guide them to the village."

"You want to help them?"

"Give free labor, don't don't want it for nothing, and there is a lot of food in the village. With my protection, there is no need to worry about the production. Not to mention that the more people there are, the surrounding land can be developed faster, and we can also start to advance the village. development of."

Raven nodded at Kazdel's words, and then flew out screaming.

And Telles probably understood, good guy, this majesty still made a fortune by farming, it is better to say that this is the beginning of serious farming. If he wants to bring a bunch of infected people to open up wasteland, he still needs to be serious. The land of eight classics, not the poor mountains and rivers of the tundra of Ursus.

And he took a closer look, the wall of the majesty was covered with agricultural tools and pitchforks, and even a plow that looked like a buffalo, but according to Terra, it should be a pack animal.

This technology has passed the dark ages and transitioned to the feudal age.

"Well... the bed crossbow that resists giant beasts has already laid the foundation, and I'll call someone to try it out later."

While Kazdel installed the finished parts on the bed crossbow, he called the villagers to push the bed crossbow out, and he followed closely. After leaving the workshop, Telles also opened his eyes. There are strong Sarkaz men and beautiful Sarkaz women working on the farmland in the village, and the waterways and roads are all paved with gravel, and he didn't notice it just now because the workshop has a poorer view. , The houses in the village seem to be made of cement.

"Hiss... Your majesty's technology tree is a bit fast."

The whole village is neat and beautiful, and the Sarkaz in the village look like they are thriving. When they see Kazdel, they greet Kazdel warmly, one adult per mouthful.

It seems that His Majesty is really doing a good job in construction.

Unexpectedly, the majesty known as the tyrant in the early days actually started by farming before his fortune.

Real farming flow.

"Lord Kazdel."

A robed, young Sarkaz approached Kazdel.

"What's the matter, Amon?"

This young man named Amon is his secretary. He is in charge of the management of the village when he is making tools in the workshop. He is also a Sarkaz magician, and he looks very shrewd and capable.

"It's like this. After that Wendigo left, another wave of people who seemed to have their vitality drawn came to the village entrance and asked us if they had seen Wendigo."

"Tell them that Wendigo went back to the town to find Alisa, and help them with some water and food."

"Understood, I thank you for your mercy for those people."

Amon saluted Kazdel and then left, while the white-haired Sarkaz looked at the fields that were still being plowed, and this small-scale village that had surpassed some towns and cities with much civilization. squint slightly.

"Teach a man to fish and step into teach a man to fish? There is indeed some truth in this statement."

"!!!"

Telles was a little surprised to see the dream stop here, and then opened his eyes.