Chapter 305: Success [2 in 1 Chapter]
July twenty-nine.
Weather, overcast.
Dark clouds covered the sky above the giant wall, the turbid light was covered by the dark clouds, and the air was a little cold. Pedestrians on the street had changed into heavy winter clothes for the black snow season, wrapped tightly. In the commercial and residential areas, the huge squares in the slums, and in front of the temple of the Holy See of Light, there are already staff of the Holy See of Light building the high sacrificial platform. Two days later, in early August, which is the first day of the black snow season every year, It is a routine [Prayer Day], which is extremely grand. Whether civilians or nobles, they will pray at home or under the high sacrificial platform with the temple priests to pray to the great God of Light, bestow blessings and save all beings from suffering.
On the top of a towering fortress on Mount Dega, several gods were busy building a giant steeple to the highest place of the fortress. Flutter.
"Hurry up, move quickly, and bury the wire first." A spirited old man commanded next to him, it was Ibiza.
Several gods made quick movements and pulled the wire down the groove on the ground.
"Lao Yi, do you think this thing can really work?" Another short, thin old man asked casually.
Ibiza shook his head slightly and said: "It's hard to say, you'll know when the thunder and lightning come, no matter what, many of the concepts of thunder magic techniques proposed by this thing know deep drilling, and even if they are unsuccessful, they can barely be included in the three-star magic technique. ."
"That's not bad." The short and thin old man nodded, "This person should have a very deep research on the power of lightning, and he actually knows how to use the latest plastic materials as insulators, perhaps the work of 'Bello'. He has studied lightning for decades. Now is the time to be promoted to master."
Ibiza smiled lightly and did not reply. Bello was a friend of the short and thin old man, and naturally he was favored by the latter, but in his opinion, among the many divine envoys of the next generation, there were those who had the talent to make this thing. The candidates are no less than three people. The only thing he regrets is that he asked several of his students two days ago, but it was not what they did. Otherwise, if this thing was born, his face would be bright.
Boom~~!
At this moment, a low muffled thunder sounded suddenly in the sky.
Ibiza and the slender old man were startled for a moment, their eyes shining brightly, and they immediately said: "Quickly prepare, everyone backs away."
The busy gods who were busy in front of the spire quickly finished the final finishing work, quickly backed away, followed Ibiza and the short and thin old man to leave here, and went to another adjacent tall building. Ibiza and the short and thin The old man put on a plastic-protected telescope and looked up at the gloomy dark clouds above his head. A heavy rain was imminent.
At this time,
A staff member of the temple sent a few large oil umbrellas, ready to be used by a few people when it rained.
When Ibiza looked back and saw it, she was startled, and hurriedly reprimanded: "Take this thing away, you want to kill us?"
The angels who were standing with their hands down also noticed the mistake of the young temple staff. When the latter was dazed and nervous, they hurried forward and snatched the oil umbrella in his hand, and threw it at the back. In the corridor, there is a metal frame inside this oil umbrella, which is easy to attract lightning. One of the gods scolded: "Bastard, you are blinded by your dog's eyes. If there is a thunderstorm, you dare to let us open an umbrella here, go and get a few sets. Raincoat here."
The young temple clerk suddenly realized his mistake, his face turned pale with fright, his legs were trembling, he agreed with trembling, and hurriedly turned around and ran away.
After a while, Ibiza and others all put on raincoats and stood on the floor.
Boom~~!
The thunder and lightning swam in the dark clouds, and the lightning snakes passed through the sky, illuminating the gloomy world suddenly, like an instant daylight.
The short and thin old man stared at the towering giant on the opposite floor, and said in a low voice, "There are those thunder god irons that you have arranged, and when the thunder goes down, it will definitely smash."
Ibiza snorted and squinted at the tower giant.
boom!
A loud thunder sounded suddenly.
The pressure in the air dropped and the humidity gradually thickened. Seven or eight minutes later, Ibiza felt a chill in his nose, but a drop of disaster rain fell. He looked up at the sky, immediately put on the rain cap, and quietly wait.
Boom! !
A sturdy purple lightning flashed across the sky, as if it were rushing in anger, and a purple lightning suddenly split from the middle section, and it suddenly hit the metal pole on the top of the steeple along the misty rain, a dazzling purple electric light. Twisting more than a dozen meters away from the crowd, it seemed that this giant spire was a divine hand, grabbing the electric snake down from the clouds and holding it in its hand.
Ibiza and the others' pupils shrank slightly, and they only felt a slight tingling sensation on their skin and scalp, a layer of goosebumps aroused all over their bodies, and the blood in their bodies couldn't help speeding up. This was not only shocked by the magnificent picture before them, but also It is also stimulated by the electrostatic magnetic field associated with lightning.
The electric light stayed on the retinas of everyone for less than two seconds, and then gradually disappeared, and the giant spire was still intact.
Ibiza and the slender old man raised the binoculars to watch, and found that there was no damage to the giant spire, and the ground below it was no different.
boom!
Another thunder and lightning fell down, hitting the giant tower and wrapping around the metal pole.
When the thunder light disappeared, the ground remained unscathed.
At this time, the rain is getting heavier, and the thunder and lightning are more fierce.
Boom~~!
When the thunder sounded, the lightning was pulled down from the air and hit the spire. The ordinary lightning rod naturally cannot have such a high lightning rate, but in order to verify the effect of the lightning rod, Ibiza arranged around the lightning rod. A large number of thunder god irons are used to greatly increase the probability of thunder falling. At the same time, due to the huge wall inside the wall, it has some influence on the climate. The height of the cloud layer is generally lower than the place outside the wall, which is also one of the major natural disasters in the wall. for the sake of.
In the continuous lightning strike, the lightning rod was unscathed.
Ibiza and others watched the thunder and lightning flashing at a distance of more than ten meters from a close distance again and again. From the initial shock, to gradually indulging in the magnificence of thunder and lightning, it was like watching a great art exhibition.
The rain lasted for more than three hours. Ibiza and the slender old man stood in the rain and watched for more than three hours. Even the highest opera masters and musicians could not let them stand in the rain. Watching it for three hours.
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in the castle.
The oil lamp on the wall was burning quietly, the fragrant light warmed the whole hall, all the windows were closed, and the rain was falling gently outside the window. The two maids stood quietly in one place. Legs and feet are a little sore, but still insist on secretly. Kaqi, Guinness, Lao Jin and others were sitting on the sofa, eating freshly bought fruit. Du Di'an stood in front of a window, opened the window slightly, and looked at the crystal rain outside, although it seemed It was clean and bright, but when the rain fell to the ground, you could see that the stagnant water was light black.
This is not all because the ground is too dirty.
"Master, are you cold?" Nicotine stepped forward and said respectfully.
Du Dian didn't look back, and said quietly, "Come here."
Nicotine was slightly startled, but still took a small step forward.
Du Di'an said: "What did you see?"
Nicotine was stunned, looked out of the window at the gap, glanced a few times, and asked in confusion, "Rain?"
"Where does the rain come from?"
"This, of course, came from the dark cloud."
"Where did the dark clouds come from?"
"Uh... this slave doesn't know."
Du Di'an was slightly silent, seemed a little lost, and murmured in a low voice: "Have you ever thought about what is the meaning of our human existence?"
Nicotine was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed, and he said, "This kind of philosophical question, the slave can't understand, the slave only knows, my meaning is to serve you well, although I used to be offended and rebellious, but now I'm older. , I don't want to fight anymore, I hope you can trust me again, sir."
Du Dian withdrew his gaze, tilted his head and glanced at him, the two looked at each other, nicotine's eyes were calm and full of sincerity. Du Dian retracted his gaze, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said, "Go prepare a carriage for me, and I'll go to the Lane family."
"Yes." Nicotine said respectfully.
When Kaqi and others heard that Du Dian was going out, Lao Jin said, "I'll go with you too."
"Need not."
Kachi peeled the fruit and said casually: "I have been to the Lane family every night these days, and I only return at dawn. Could it be that you have a crush on the Lane family?"
Du Dian glanced at him and said nothing. When the nicotine was ready for the carriage, he immediately put on his raincoat and got on the carriage.
Taking a carriage to the door of a butcher in a remote town, Du Di'an spent two silver coins to buy a 200-pound iron-backed pig. This is a relatively high-end breed of pigs, and the meat quality is competitive, similar to beef.
Just like last time, Du Dian asked the butcher to slaughter and bleed the iron-backed pig, pick it up and put it in the carriage, then drive the carriage to the suburbs, leaving the carriage in a small town post hotel near the fortress, and let the proprietress take good care of the carriage. Clean up. He himself dragged the iron-backed pig that had long been thrown into the grass outside the town, and took the night to leave quickly. After a while, he came to a remote place in the fortress. As he expected, on a rainy day, he was on patrol. It is relatively loose, and this fortress is in a remote location, and the savages have never attacked here, resulting in a good number of garrison troops.
Du Di'an carried the iron-backed pig over the fortress quickly, silently. The weight of two hundred pounds was like a hand-to-hand weapon to him, and it was not heavy. After sneaking through the fortress, he immediately followed the night. go.
After a while, Du Dian came to the place where the little splitter was raised. He got into this desolate building, opened the hole covered by the branches on the ground, and jumped into the basement with the iron-backed pig on his back, and suddenly saw that he was tied in the cage. Sleepy little Ravager.
When he landed, the little splitter heard the movement, raised his head slightly, and looked over. After seeing Du Di'an, he suddenly "squeaked" a few times, seeming to be a little excited, and gently rubbed the cage with his sickle arm, ding ding.
Du Dian pulled out his dagger, cut off the trotter of the iron-backed pig, and threw it in through the gap of the tungsten steel cage. The sickle arm of the little splitter immediately crowded up and immediately cut a pig's trotter into seven or eight sections. , pick it up directly from the ground with your mouth and eat it.
The dagger in Du Di'an's hand is a dagger that kills monsters. It cuts the iron-backed pig like tofu, and easily divides its body and throws it into the cage to feed it to the little splitter. Now that just a few days have passed, the small splitter's carapace The color is slightly darker than before, but there is still a layer of unfaded primary nail color on the carapace, which looks like the paint is unevenly applied.
Du Dian has seen the little splitter who was killed by him before. The other party only took five days, and the color of the whole body had already turned extremely dark. The carapace and sickle arm looked very strong and hard, but this little splitter was Some are miserable. It has been four days. Not only has the size not grown much, and the color of the carapace has not completely changed, the main reason is that the nutrition of the food is too poor.
"Little guy, be obedient. After I kill your mother in a few days, we can go outside the wall together, and I can also let you enjoy a little freedom." Du Di'an said to himself while throwing pork to it.
The little splitter quickly ate the pork thrown into the cage, enjoying it and being excited. After all, this was its only meal every day.
After a while, after feeding the little splitter, Du Dian put on a raincoat and took off a small sachet hanging around his neck. Unlike other sachets, it was not the spice in it, but the dry shell of the splitter's plasma.
After leaving the basement, Du Dian took the night to return to the wall.
After several round trips, Du Dian was already familiar with the route. After half an hour, he went around a desolate mountain range. In vain, he saw a dark shadow swaying at the foot of the mountain ahead, like a ghost.
Du Di's heart sank, looked fixedly, and couldn't help but stunned, only to see that in the drizzle, the outlines of these shadows were connected to each other, like a dozen figures, these people were in a team, holding hands Holding a strange long stick weapon, he moved forward quietly in one direction.
Du Di's head jumped, savage? He quietly pushed aside the grass, approached the past, and immediately saw the appearance of these people. They were tall and low, but their complexion was dark and rough, just like people from remote small tribes such as India in the old West, with animal tooth collars hanging around their necks. Holding a weapon inlaid with beast bones and wooden sticks in his hand, and wearing a fine short knife around his waist, it seems a little out of place.
When Du Dian saw these short knives, he suddenly thought of the short knives he picked up outside the wall last time, his face changed slightly, but he did not expect that the short knives were really used by savages.
I saw that these savages had no raincoats on them, and they let the rain fall on them without caring.
At this moment, these savages walked to a steep wall overgrown with weeds. The savages in the front pushed the weeds away and got in. The rest of the people filed in. After the last person entered, they put the weeds back in place from the opposite side. , If he hadn't seen these people enter here with his own eyes, Du Dian estimated that he would not have noticed that there was a savage den here when he passed by.
He sniffed lightly. Although the rain had diluted the smell, he could still smell a smell mixed with humans and beasts. He remembered the smell, turned around and left here quietly.
Although the people in the fortress have always hated savages and regarded them as foreign enemies, they did not feel too strong for Du Di'an. The enemies in his eyes were only monsters. If there was not enough interest, he would not provoke these savages. He, the savage's heritage is no worse than the military forces in the fortress.