Looking at the rows of mature crops in the field in front of them, the corners of the mouths of the logistics members of the hunting group gradually began to rise. Lot looked at the raised corners of these people's mouths, and the corners of his own mouth began to gradually rise as well.
These logistics members were so happy that the corners of their mouths were raised, while Roth was gloating.
"It's amazing! This kind of method is really unheard of!"
"As expected of the Dragon Clan! It's easy to do things that humans can't do!"
"It's simply a miracle! This way, we don't have to worry about food problems!"
These logistics members didn't know the consequences of doing this, and they kept praising Hotoz. Lot looked at the cheerful logistics members with great satisfaction, and then quietly moved behind Ge Wu, making sure that he was not in Hotoz's line of sight.
"Huh?!"
"What's going on!"
The logistics members who were smiling just now stopped laughing immediately because of the vines. I don’t know when it got wrapped around their ankles. Although it is impossible to completely restrain these big men, it can still be done to make them move less easily.
Then they watched He Tozi rush towards them. They were a little panicked for a while, and they were unable to quickly break away from these sudden vines.
"Captain Lot! Help!"
In desperation, they turned and called for help to their most trusted captain. But they found Lot standing behind Gawu, looking at them with a mysterious smile.
"Gu!"
Hotoz had already sprinted in front of them. Although he had no front paws, Hotoz used his dragon wings to pick up the logistics members in front of him, and at the same time rubbed his head against the people in his arms.
"Save us! Lord Gewu!"
Several people tried hard to resist while sending a distress signal to Gewu. But then they discovered in despair that Gawu was also looking at them with a mysterious smile.
Gowu and Lot were standing less than ten meters away from them. Their eyes were filled with an emotion called "joy", and they looked at the suffering people without mercy. several logistics members.
After He Tozi had done enough, Lott stepped forward and pulled up the support members who had fallen to the ground one by one. At the same time, he patted their shoulders and said, "Now I know Why was I brought here?"
A few people could only nod weakly.
"This is the gratitude of the Dragon Clan, just accept it. Haha." Lot shot the bullets that Gawu shot at him at several people in front of him. He was in a good mood and laughed a few times. After making a sound, he slowly left. Only a few people were left standing there, covering the bruises on their bodies.
The feeling of being hugged by a dragon is really uncomfortable. Several people looked at their companions with a wry smile and helped each other.He also slowly left with support. They had to go back and call others to sow the remaining seeds and let others witness the miracle.
As for the idea that I would tear up other people’s umbrellas even if I get caught in the rain, they absolutely don’t have it, yes, absolutely not! We are all good brothers in the same hunting group, how can we dig a hole for each other to jump?
"Let's go, there will be some fields that need your help later." Gewu also came over and said to Hotoz who was still immersed in joy. Hotoz said that there was no problem at all. As long as she could help, even if she died of exhaustion in the field, she would be reincarnated and continue to work.
Archimodo had a panoramic view of this scene not far away, and said to himself: "It seems that those elves are really not talking nonsense. It's a pity that after so many years, there is no one there." Discover this fact."
After saying that, Archimodo chuckled and shook his head.
Andre happened to pass by. He looked at Akimodo who was standing there laughing and shaking his head. He glanced at Akimodo with pity and disgust. "It's really getting more and more crazy. It seems that the price of eternal life is really hard to accept." Andre muttered, sighed and left quickly.
"Oh, we have to work." Archimodo stretched his body, picked up the staff placed aside, and slowly walked to Feng Lai's stronghold to teleport The big bungalow where the door is.
"Mr. Archimodo, what's the matter?" Wuye, who had finished the daily inspection of the teleportation circle, just came out of the door. When he looked up, he saw Archimodo standing at the door. Wuye still respects Akimodo very much. This respect simply comes from the admiration and admiration between mages for the one with higher ability.
"Borrow the portal." Archimodo answered, then looked around and asked, "By the way, why are there so few people in your godly sect?"
"You have to ask Ming Shisan about this, but I heard him say a few days ago that there was a sudden increase in refugees from various places. This is the best time to recruit new members. Many people have been temporarily sent to accommodate refugees." Wuye thought about it for a moment and answered. This situation of large-scale immigration of foreign people is rare in this world, and the divine religion will naturally not let go of such an opportunity to strengthen itself.
Those refugees are about to starve to death. They all have green eyes, and they don’t care whether the bread in front of them is made of flour from the Stability Maintenance Society or from the Cult.
"Is that so?" Archimodo nodded. It seemed that the dragon on Bullock's side was working very hard.
"Where to go? We don't have many teleportation circles at our disposal." Wuye turned around and opened the door, and walked in with Archimodo. The portal showing the scene of a distant place glowed quietly. All the people from the Divine Sect have left, and the current portal has been idle for the time being. Wuye has been free these days because of this.Quite a few.
"No matter how many times I have seen it, I will always feel that this is a miracle in the application of magic." Archimodo walked to the portal, looked at the illusory and real scene inside the door, and sighed.
"So the research on magic must be in-depth and cannot be superficial." Wuye added, this is what he has insisted on in his heart for so many years. After sighing, Wuye turned to look at Ah Quimodo asked, "I wonder where Mr. Aquimodo is going?"
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"To Lando's capital." Archimodo answered, and then walked to the control stone platform next to the portal.
"Huh? We don't have permission to teleport in that kind of place." Wuye smiled and shook his head, but did not stop Akimodo's operation. Wuye had already witnessed Ajimodo's magical abilities in private. What shocked Wuye the most was not how high Ajimodo's magical attainments were, but the ability that could be said to be at the top of the mage world. The owner is actually so unknown.
If Ajimodo hadn't taken the initiative to show it, Wuye wouldn't have believed that there were people in the world who could play magic to this extent.
"Now you have it." Archimodo pressed his hand on the operating stone and responded to Wuye. At the same time, the scene inside the portal suddenly changed, showing an interior made of bluestone, with some magic lamps embedded on the walls to provide lighting.
(Due to the fact that the teleportation circle has artificially changed destinations and one-way entrance doors, before a teleportation gate is used, the magic circle will send a teleportation request to the destination in advance. This fluctuation will If the round trip is successful, the person/object standing in the door will be transferred to the target array by the source array. If the wave is blocked/lost/returns early, it means that someone is returning. The transmission permission to use this teleportation magic channel or the destination array is terminated, and the source array will stop transmitting until the random time has elapsed and the transmission request magic wave is sent again. If the round trip is successful, the transmission will be enabled, otherwise the entire process will be repeated. Completed in a very short period of time. The above text is excerpted from Chapter 3, Section 2, Multi-Point Initiation/Detection Mechanism of Basic Application Principles of the Mage Association·Space Array)
"We don't dare to use this." Wu Ye waved his hand. The teleportation circle in Lando's capital is two-way, which means that this gate can now also allow people from Lando's side to come to Feng Lai.
"It's okay. It's about to disappear anyway. Do you want to come with me to have a look?" Archimodo stood in front of the portal, a light blue light shrouded his body, making him The face under the hood is even harder to see clearly.
"Forget it, it's better for me to stay here." Wuye waved his hand. Once Ajimodo left, he was the only great warlock here who knew how to maintain and repair the teleportation circle. . In this case, how could Wuye follow him with confidence?, if something inexplicable goes wrong with the magic circle on the back foot, it will be a lot of fun.
Archimodo turned around and stepped into the portal, appearing in an underground building in Lando's capital.
Since all the defensive forces were deployed on the ground to stop Bullock, when Archimodo stepped out of the portal, the entire room was silent, except for the slight buzzing of the magic circle. Voice.
"It's my turn to perform." Archimodo took off the black hood that he wore all year round, and his gray-white hair spilled out and fell on his shoulders. The staff in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and Akimodo's figure disappeared from the place and appeared in the sky above Lando's capital.
"Huh?!" The nine members of the Stability Maintenance Committee were stunned when they looked at the man who suddenly appeared. Bing took two tentative steps forward and asked, "Are you here to help?"
It's not surprising that Bing said this, because there is really no god in his memory. The great warlock had gray hair like the man in front of him.
"Indeed." Archimodo smiled at Bing. Archimodo did not lie, he was here to help.
"Huh, thank you for your assistance." Bing and the other eight people all smiled. Such strange people and strangers who have the world in mind will be very welcome to maintain stability.
"You're welcome." Archimodo nodded and slammed his staff down hard. The end of the wooden staff came into contact with the purple magic circle lines in the air, making a banging sound as if it hit a solid surface.
The next moment, the magic circle that was still shining gradually began to dim, and finally collapsed. The faces of the three people maintaining the formation suddenly turned pale, and they stumbled and almost fell down.
"What are you doing?!" Bing stared at Archimodo in front of him in shock and anger, and asked loudly.
Archimodo slowly walked in the direction of Bullock, as if he were stepping on steps, his figure raised little by little, "Help, but I didn't say I was here to help you. "
Archimodo stood out of thin air, standing next to Bullock's head, smiling at the nine people below.
The pupils of the nine people invariably experienced earthquakes of varying degrees, and they all looked at Archimodo in disbelief.
"Now, welcome destruction and rebirth." Archimodo glanced down and said with some excitement.
The sound was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone in the nine-member Stability Maintenance Association clearly. The expressions of the nine people changed from shocked to angry.
Xing's figure disappeared from the place, leaving only an afterimage.
"Death! You whimsical idiot!" Xing appeared in the sky above Archimodo. Holding his one-handed sword high, he tensed up his muscles and was about to hit Archimodo's head. Cut it down hard.
AkimoHe raised his head and glanced at Xing again. There was no trace of panic in his eyes, only full confidence and leisure. Xing, who looked at Archimodo, felt that what he was looking at was not a person, but an ancient tree that had existed for who knows how many years but still maintained its vitality.
He was slightly stunned when Bullock slapped him with his claws. Xing, who reacted in a hurry, quickly raised the shield in his right hand to resist. Although he withstood the claw attack, Xing, who had nowhere to borrow or unload his strength, was forced to spin and flew towards the Stability Maintenance Association members below.
"Pfft!"
A large mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from Xing, who was caught by Lie Shifa, and his right hand was hanging limply in an extremely weird posture. But Xing, who was supposed to have his internal organs shattered by the beating, gradually got better after vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood, and his right hand, which had shattered bones, returned to its normal appearance.
"No wonder you need my help. With this speed of treatment, I'm afraid it's not possible to cut off the head and put it back on." Archimodo looked at the line below that was regaining its fighting strength and nodded lightly. This really requires his help, otherwise Bullock will probably have to fight these nine people for several days to end the battle.
Although the ending will not change in any way, neither Archimodo nor the elves want to wait for these few days. As the saying goes, good things take a long time, but Ajimodo has been working hard for two thousand years, and the elves (not including Mo Sen) have been working hard until the road is gone, and they don't want to wait any longer.
"I didn't need you originally, but that guy suddenly came out and had a fight with me. Although he died in the end, he also damaged some things in my body. "Brock said lightly, saying that it was not his cup, but that the equipment was not durable enough.
"Benefit? It's normal, he had the intention to die." Archimodo nodded lightly when he heard this. A few days ago, when he saw Lao Hou died despite the help of advantage, Archimodo knew that Leigh couldn't sit still.
I didn’t expect that he could not sit still so much, and his death was quite inexplicable. Archimodo also thought that Li would be one of the trump cards of the Stability Maintenance Council and would be played in the final stage. But the first card played by the Stability Maintenance Council was to play a small king alone. Even Archimodo, who had lived for two thousand years, had never seen such a play.