Chapter 413 Legendary combat skills, fist of rage, black and white
Lorna Swamp Border, Black Snake Town.
Under the dark night sky, the Dragon Eagle Knights set up a temporary camp, with campfires crackling and smoke plumes curling up.
There was a gurgling vegetable soup in the cast-iron hanging pot. Violet sat by the fire, absently tearing off a piece of dried meat and throwing it into the open mouth of the dragon eagle lying next to it.
Her eyes flickered, and her mind was filled with the shocking scene of Duke Yeats and His Majesty Louis working together to hunt Hydra today.
The flood of venom spewed by the Hydra corroded all the creatures living in the Lorna Swamp within a radius of 300 kilometers. Deep pools, shoals, coal mines and wetland forests were all destroyed, and deep-water crocodiles, fungus-shelled macropods were destroyed. The notorious social monsters such as the King-jawed Ant and the King-jawed Ant also turned into withered bones.
Such a terrifying monster is like a nightmare!
However, the two not only severely damaged it, but also successfully sealed Hydra in just one day, greatly reducing casualties!
Violet gnawed on the dry bread, the bonfire in her eyes danced, and thought to herself: "Your Majesty's performance is brilliant, and Duke Yeats is not inferior to your Majesty... No wonder your Majesty regards him as a close friend, and in the routine I often use him as a model during meetings!”
Inadvertently, Violet's chin made a "crack" sound, she rubbed her cheeks, picked up the baguette "Bang Bang" and knocked it on the rock twice, muttering:
"The bread made by the army chef is getting harder and harder. Is this bread or a weapon?"
Black Snake Town, Lord's Hall.
The thin lord Zoao Black Snake looked at the blond figure walking slowly into the room. His calm face could no longer contain the excitement. He knelt down on one knee on the spot and choked with sobs:
"Your Majesty...Thank you for coming to the rescue...You are a benevolent monarch, an immortal hero, and a great saint!"
Louis signaled Zoao to stand up and said calmly: "It's not just me alone, Yeats and Berlandi made equally many contributions."
Yeats's performance was actually better than him. Louis would never admit it in front of others, but silently improved his evaluation of Yeats in his heart... The legendary spell "Thor Flash" mastered by Yeats , beyond Louis’ expectation!
"Yeats Berandi?" Zoë Black Snake's confused eyes showed a glimmer of light, "Oh, Duke Honeysuckle! Was he the one who extended a helping hand? I must express my respect to him in person and let the people praise him. Achievements!”
The corners of Lewis’s mouth curled up slightly.
Yeats was his recognized friend, and praising Yeats was equivalent to praising Louis' vision.
Zoao's bragging made Louis very useful, and he still showed the king's demeanor and said calmly:
"Put these trivial matters aside for now. I want to talk to you first about relocating the people..."
The total area of Rona Swamp is 500 square kilometers. Black Snake Town has developed less than 10% of the swamp. However, due to the rioting Hydra, the entire swamp was almost destroyed. Even this 10% was not developed. Declared bankruptcy.
Black Snake Town needs to be moved and rebuilt, and the funds are quite expensive. It is impossible for Louis to pay this amount of money for the local lords, because there is still a big difference between the feudal system and the centralized monarchy.
After explaining his arrangement, Louis left. How to implement it depends on the following countermeasures.
Zuo Black Snake estimated the cost of rebuilding the territory, sighed, and suddenly seemed to have aged more than ten years.
At this time, my scholar suggested: "Lord, you can ask the believers of Mammon for a loan and use the borrowed funds to rebuild the territory."
Zoao Black Snake glared at the scholar: "Don't you need to repay the money you borrowed from those black-hearted businessmen?"
The scholar innocently said: "At least we can survive the current crisis. Furthermore, the lord can completely improve the status of merchants to attract more merchants to flow in and increase the vitality of Black Snake Town."
Zoao Black Snake frowned. As a noble, he naturally despised businessmen, but at that time, he sighed: "This is also due to helplessness."
The night was quiet, and the bright moonlight shone on the surviving woodlands.
Yeats went to the woodland, stood under the moonlight, and prayed to the goddess of the hunt.
With his eyes closed tightly, Yeats heard the trembling breathing of the beasts through his 'animal sense', as if he was still frightened by the shadow of the Hydra.
At this time, Mammon’s voice sounded:
"Huh? Yeats, my strength seems to have recovered a little."
"What's the reason?" Yeats asked calmly with mixed emotions.
On the one hand, Mammon serves as his familiar, and the return of power can enhance the overall combat power. But on the other hand, Mammon is a demon after all. If one day his power exceeds his control, it will be his turn to be a familiar!
Fortunately, my recent growth rate has been quite gratifying, and I have been able to open the field. Now that I have obtained Hydra's "Immortal Regeneration Technique", I can still suppress Mammon for a long time.
"Because it should be the improvement of the power of faith." Mammon thought for a while and said, "There is a floating city called Westo in the Midgard Continent. The loan shark businessmen there use me as their patron saint. These days, the businessmen The power has become stronger, and the power of my faith has also increased a lot.”
"The decline of feudalism and the emergence of capitalism." Yeats said.
"What do you mean?"
"The spirit of chivalry is gone forever, and what follows is the era of skinning and sucking blood."
"I'm not a vampire."
"You can't tell!"
Yeats and Mammon bickered for a while, but Mammon couldn't defeat Yeats, so she looked at the moon above her head and said:
"It's been so long since you prayed, why haven't you seen the goddess of hunting appear?"
Yeats looked to the sky and said: "Maybe the signal is not very good, just wait a little longer. If it doesn't work, just come back next time!"
Perhaps after hearing Yeats's call, divinity began to surge in the invisible realm of creation. Dots of white light flakes floated in the silvery moonlight, shaped like crystal fireflies, dancing gracefully, which was really beautiful.
As the goddess of the moonlight, the goddess of hunting has less solemnity and mystery in her divinity, and more agility and lightness.
The flying fireflies, carrying the will from the goddess of hunting, quickly approached Yeats. Yeats quickly put away his mind, opened his soul realm, and allowed these divinities to be incorporated into his body.
At the same time, the slightly surprised voice of the Hunting Goddess sounded in Yeats's heart.
"I didn't expect you to hunt Hydra so quickly...and it seems that you didn't get into a hard fight, and you did it even better than Hercules!"
Yeats said modestly: "Doesn't this show that your guidance is good?"
Although the "Bow of Artemis" was not used at all in this battle, the bard's words still had a certain effect, making the hunting goddess' tone rise slightly.
"According to the agreement, I will teach you the archery technique that symbolizes Hydra, the "Hydra Arrow". You must have prepared the required sacrifices. ”
Yeats nodded slightly.
When sealing the remaining snake head of Hydra, Yeats extracted the venom from its fangs and kept it as a gift to Artemis.
Artemis has a much hotter temper than the dignified and elegant Moon Goddess, and it is easy to use poison. In the open woodland illuminated by the moonlight, Yeats displayed a simple altar with a sacred bow and arrow symbolizing Artemis, and placed a vial containing snake venom, a quiver full of arrows, and Artemis The favorite offering of deer antlers is placed on the altar.
Yeats recited prayers, Pan's flute automatically floated beside him, playing ethereal music, and the breeze came slowly, blowing through the silent woodland.
Glittering fireflies danced around Yeats, and a section of silk-like moonlight fell on the altar, covering all kinds of sacrifices. Then in a burst of soft white light, the sacrifices quietly disappeared, turning into silver floating in the sky. White light dust.
Moonlight divinity!
But it is slightly different from the divinity of the Moonlight Goddess. It belongs to the power of the Hunting Goddess.
Yeats stretched out his fingertips and touched them gently. As if inspired, these silvery-white light dust fell on Yeats's fingers, the back of his palms, shoulders, etc., and disappeared into them.
At the same time, in Yeats's soul realm, the already bright moonlight divinity was once again enhanced, forming a moon wheel hanging in half of the sky, accompanied by the misty aurora. The other half of the sky was filled with deep darkness, with shadows and blood surging in the night.
"You have been blessed by the goddess of hunting and learned new combat skills."
"Legendary Combat Technique·Hydra Arrow: The legendary archery technique created by the goddess of hunting inspired by Hydra. She once shot down the sacred bird in the sky with this combat technique.
When used, hold the longbow horizontally and shoot nine light arrows quenched with the venom of the Hydra from the bowstring. Each time the light arrow is shattered, it will split into two light arrows, and the light arrows can automatically track the target. , never miss a beat, never miss a beat. 》
Yeats was shocked.
Legendary combat skills!
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Those who can be called legends are those who can turn the tide of the battle. The key moves that determine victory or defeat can often only be used by the strong ones at the Sanctuary level!
The legendary combat skills that Colin accidentally acquired made him one of the strongest knights in the Golden Lion Kingdom.
And the legendary spell "Thor's Flash" that Yeats obtained from the inheritance left by the God of the Sun at Stonehenge is the key to successfully hunting the Hydra!
I thought that "Hydra Arrow" was just an ordinary archery technique for quenching poison, but I didn't expect it to have legendary power. This really surprised Yeats.
At this moment, after absorbing the divinity coming from the altar, Yeats had an epiphany. His arms, waist, abdomen, and fingers seemed to have been trained thousands of times, and he knew this archery skill like the back of his hand!
"I will share this archery experience with you, but you still need to practice diligently. After all, there are always discrepancies between experience and practice. If you blindly rely on God's guidance, you will lose your way."
The voice of the Hunting Goddess was slightly serious.
The goddess of hunting has the spirituality of a human girl, which is related to her life experience. Like Skach, the queen of the shadow world, she was promoted from a human to a god.
Yeats nodded, kept in mind the reminder of the goddess of hunting, and immediately said:
"If you are hit by my poisonous arrow, is there a way to resolve the poison?"
"You can control the specific toxicity of the venom quenched on the arrow clusters."
"Okay, it just so happens that I am also very knowledgeable about toxicology!" Yeats nodded.
The Hunting Goddess is speechless... Indeed, his understanding of poisons is one of the best among humans. After all, he is also the chosen one by the Dark Night God, and the two goddesses compete with each other!
When she thought of the battles that broke out in the God Realm, the Hunting Goddess felt absurd. Was a mere human being worthy of the two goddesses going to war?
But on second thought, this is not without precedent.
Moreover, Yeats's growth is obvious to all, so he might not be able to truly inherit the legacy of the God of Light and become a being promoted from human to god...
The goddess of hunting had high hopes for Yeats, and gave him some pointers on archery skills before her voice gradually faded away.
Yeats restrained himself from trying out new combat skills on the spot, and prepared to find a secluded mountain to train again, thinking:
"The semi-finals are about to begin, and "Hydra Arrow" and "Immortal Regeneration" can be put into actual combat. ”
"Besides, we still have to continue searching for the demonic artifact."
"I remember that the holder of the Furious Artifact participated in this duel..."
Yeats' eyes flashed, and Hastings' next duel opponent, the gladiator Attas, appeared in his mind.
Attas's appearance is that of a classic Spartan gladiator, wearing a brass helmet, leather shoulder pads and skirt armor, and holding a buckler and a spear.
He once gained the power of the wrathful god and obtained a glove-shaped ritual weapon called the "Fist of Wrath". He successfully led the gladiator uprising in the imperial capital and was a leader with a resolute character. However, it is easy to be mentally affected by the rage ritual.
"The news that Atas possesses the Rage Ritual has probably been leaked. I am definitely not the only one who is concerned about his Ritual."
Yeats secretly thought: "I have to let the Dark Night Sect keep an eye on it secretly... If someone really robs Atas of his "Fist of Fury", I can definitely have someone behind him! ”
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Time passed quietly.
After returning to Parisgia from the Lorna Swamp, Yeats used the Shadow Flame Ritual to contact High Priest Margotha and told her to send someone to keep an eye on the movements of the gladiator Attas.
As the high priest of the Dark Night Sect who is proficient in assassination and espionage, Magosha directly judged that there was another group of people paying attention to Atas, but Atas did not notice it.
"Most of them are from the Thieves Guild." Margotha said, "I know these pickpockets. Many doors wherever Atas goes have signs of being broken and then restored. It's probably the spies of the Thieves Guild who are following him. .”
The magic of blending into shadows is indeed much more practical for reconnaissance than a thief who only relies on his body skills to keep track of people.
"Keep watching. If they take action, report to me immediately."
"Yes!"
While Atas was trapped in the whirlpool, Yeats stewed the bones of the Hydra into an herbal soup, and combined it with the other potion ingredients to successfully refine the "Regeneration Potion", which can be used for the study of regeneration.
The difficulty of practicing the "Immortal Regeneration Technique" is exponentially higher than that of the "Regeneration Technique". However, by eating the tail of the Hydra, Yeats quickly made the "Immortal Regeneration Technique" practical enough.
Hydra's tail can be continuously regenerated, but the regeneration is relatively slow. Generally speaking, it is a sustainable epic resource.
The night before the duel between Hastings and Attas.
Margotha reported to Yeats that Attas's gladiator friend met him in a tavern and got drunk.
"That friend is probably disguised as a disguised mask." Margotha sneered, "It's a pity that it's too clumsy. They are all tricks stolen from the Dark Night Sect!"
Yeats secretly thought: "I hope he can successfully steal the Fist of Fury." ”
"In this way, I don't have to fight head-on with the difficult Attas, and I can justifiably blame the Thieves Guild." Yeats nodded slightly.
This wave, this wave is called black eating black!
(End of chapter)