Chapter 514 Evening Wind
In the early morning, the golden sun set like in the past, and the civilians of Greenfield City began their new life in a kind of rejoicing after a disaster.
The disaster suddenly struck, Greenfield City was affected, and many buildings were damaged. The only good thing was that there was a large ritual witch formation and many fifth-level extraordinary beings guarding the Greenfield City. The civilian casualties in Greenfield City were not serious, and when the disaster passed Afterwards, under the command of Archon Iruka, Greenfield City officials immediately implemented an emergency disaster relief plan. On the one hand, they released a large amount of relief materials, and on the other hand, they mobilized troops into the city to maintain order.
Under such circumstances, although the scene of Green Field City at this moment looks a bit miserable, the most important foundation has not been damaged. As long as a large amount of resources are invested, Green Field City will soon be able to restore its old appearance and even become more beautiful. good.
While Greenfield City was busy rebuilding after the disaster, other places in the New World were not at peace. In just one day, several sixth-level extraordinary people fought madly. The movement was so great that it was impossible for them not to notice it. .
Memphitos, Nancheng District, there is a magnificent hall here. The whole body is made of pure white marble. It looks spotless. The majestic and solemn atmosphere settles here, and the sacred breath flows here. This is the Church of Storms. The most important temple in the New World is also the core of the Church of Storms' power in the New World.
Daba, daba, slightly hasty footsteps sounded in the quiet corridor. A middle-aged man with blond hair, blue eyes, and frowning in a navy blue robe walked into a remote place with something special. In the Church of Breath, if there are outsiders, they will find that this middle-aged man is the person in charge of the Church of Storms in the New World, Bishop Leblanc, who bears the important responsibility of spreading the glory of Storm.
"Your Highness Xifeng, the latest news from Greenfield City has come back."
Pushing open the half-opened church door and walking into the small church, which was not gorgeous and could even be called a simple one, LeBron unconsciously lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing anyone, while His Highness was a kind of dignified person. In the mysterious world, they usually refer to those sixth-level extraordinary beings, while in the church, they refer to a kind of person, that is, angels.
After hearing this, the figure kneeling on the ground with his back to LeBron did not reply. He was still completing his unfinished daily prayers, his movements were meticulous, and he was not affected by LeBron at all, as if he had not heard him at all. The same words.
LeBron didn't have any dissatisfaction with this. He stood there respectfully and waited quietly.
As time passed, and as he watched the kneeling figure praying meticulously, LeBron's impatience calmed down inexplicably.
"The angry wind is a manifestation of power, but it is precisely because of this that we need to maintain peace of mind at all times. Only in this way will we not lose ourselves in power. LeBron, you need to keep this in mind."
A quarter of an hour later,
After finishing the prayer, the kneeling figure spoke. His words were gentle, but the gentleness concealed the deepest indifference.
Upon hearing this, LeBron bowed and performed a church ritual.
"Thank you for your teaching, Your Highness, I am impatient this time."
Peace of mind returned, and LeBron returned to his former self.
"I already know about the Green Field City. No one could have imagined that the Son of Winter would own a complete wizard tower, and no one would have thought that in addition to the Son of Winter, there would be an adult in the small Green Field City. Pure blood dragon."
Standing up, letting his waist-length silver-white hair fall down, he faced LeBron face to face. The person who was respectfully called His Highness Xifeng revealed his handsome face that made it difficult to distinguish between male and female.
With just a glance, LeBron immediately lowered his gaze.
"LeBron, you're in trouble, your body is just a container for me."
There was a storm in his blue eyes, as if he had seen through LeBron's inner thoughts. Xifeng spoke again, with a crisp voice mixed with a little richness, a little abrupt, and a different kind of charm.
Hearing this, LeBron did not reply, but still lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Xifeng.
Seeing LeBron's performance, Xufeng did not delve into this topic further.
"Don't Greenfield City want the land in Xicheng District to build a military camp? Give it to them."
Upon hearing this, LeBron, who had been hanging his head, immediately raised his head as if he heard some incredible words.
"Your Highness..."
The corner of his mouth twitched, and LeBron wanted to say something, because the land was prepared by the Church of Storms to build the statue of the goddess. It was not only a manifestation of the glory of the goddess, but also a gift from the Church of Storms in the New World to the goddess God on her birthday.
"My Lord's glory will never fall. In the darkness before dawn, what's the harm in leaving him alone?"
A crisp voice sounded, interrupting what LeBron wanted to say.
Hearing this, LeBron lowered his eyes again.
"I understand, Your Highness."
After bowing again, LeBron turned and left. He understood that His Highness Xifeng's behavior was a gesture of goodwill towards Greenfield City.
In fact, this time Pure Silver Blood united the two evil organizations of Fear Song and Black Sea Church to target Greenfield City. The Church of Storm had already received some news in advance, or maybe the reason why these three organizations of Pure Silver Blood dared to be so decisive The attack on Greenfield City also had the influence of the Church of Storms.
This time in the operation against Greenfield City, although the Church of Storms did not participate from the beginning to the end. After all, they are the Church of the Righteous God and will not associate with the evil god, but the tacit attitude they expressed strengthened the three organizations of Pure Silver Blood. Their determination allowed them to put down their worries. After all, they did not dare to ignore the hidden strength of an old-established Zhengshen Church, and now Greenfield City has shown its extraordinary strength, declaring its strength with three sixth-level extraordinary beings. The Church of Storms naturally wants to express its attitude and even make certain concessions.
"The secret language of nature, the seventh-level secret of the Eternal Tower, that pure-blood dragon should be the nature walker of the Earl of Greenfield City. It seems that the Earl of Greenfield City should have been promoted to the sixth level. He is really a genius. ”
Walking out of the church, to the terrace outside, looking at the sea, the storm dissipated in the blue eyes of the evening wind, leaving only the deepest tranquility, a death-like tranquility. But at this time, there was a tall man behind him, as if filled with The phantom covering the whole world quietly emerged, a pair of pure white wings stretched slightly, and a storm suddenly rose on the sea.
Of course, although there were some sighs in his words, Xifeng's face remained calm, and he obviously didn't care too much about Sean, a genius wizard, because as an angel who has lived for countless years, he has seen too many geniuses. , some are even more exaggerated than Sean, but they cannot cross the most critical step, and everything is just an illusion.
"Sure enough, I still like the sea at dusk. I really can't get enough of it."
The storm swept through, the sea was devastated, and it was a bit sad at dusk.
The evening breeze, the evening breeze blowing at dusk, is a nostalgia for the past and a regret for the impending passing. It is a harbinger of the end and a representative of killing and destruction.
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