Chapter 350 Reachable Duck

May 2, Rosary Cross, Temple.

The war that took place in the Brill Forest had nothing to worry about for the higher-ups in the "Temple"—in most people's eyes, the "Rose Cross" sect had more than 70% of the kingdom's believer resources. With abundant resources and strong soldiers, it is absolutely easy to face the stragglers who lost the "Viper Cross" head-on.

Because of this, Bishop Mograine, who is fully in charge of this battle, is in an extremely relaxed mood at this time, and he doesn't even have much expectation for the "decisive battle" report. Apart from praying on time every day, his recent energy is basically focused on Stabilize the authority of one's "cardinal" and prepare for the possible "climbing to the top" in the future

Sixty-one-year-old Mograine has gray hair, is not tall, and his eyes are always calm and majestic. He has been in the position of "cardinal" for seven years, and he is already considered a "rosicrucian". "The "big brother" who speaks very powerfully in the decision-making layer, and if this battle is won, Mograine's status in the sect will rise further, and even reach the point of "one family dominates".

Usually, this means the end of a round of "competition".

Factional strife exists even in religious institutions, and those who oppose Mograine have been suppressed one after another in the past few years, and in order to silence everyone—the only thing he needs now is a big victory.

"Lord Mograine, the latest battle report from the front line."

Walking out of the simple "retreat room", a bishop immediately came to report the information. Mograine stretched out his hand to straighten the red cardinal's robe, and replied, "Tell me briefly."

"Another three heathen squads were destroyed. All the captains judged that the enemy had reached the end of their strength and had no fighting spirit."

"Then continue to attack according to the plan." Mograine didn't have much interest, and didn't even bother to ask extra questions. He just thought for a moment, and then asked: "Rubens is still stubborn about his plan?"

"The Lord Superintendent has been discussing the advantages and disadvantages of dealing with the undead with several other cardinals these days, but he did not mention Rody's name..."

"Heh, it's just a different way—whether it's dealing with the undead or the heretics, Rose Cross, why do we need outsiders? He still can't see the situation clearly."

The bishop next to him just nodded yes, but he didn't dare to express any unnecessary opinions, but he knew very well that it would be difficult for Rubens, who was about to be promoted to "cardinal", to go any further...

At this moment, Rubens did feel tremendous pressure.

Different factions do not mean that the two sides will fight each other, but the differences in concepts will eventually cause the conflict between the two sides to gradually increase... At this time, within the sect, due to Rubens' supremacy, there has been an unprecedented "difference" See"--

Mograini believed that the only obstacle to the development of the sect was the heretics within the kingdom, so he advocated sweeping away dissidents and completely "dominating" the kingdom.

But Rubens firmly believed that "fighting against foreign enemies" was the focus of the sect's next development, otherwise the "Rosicrucian" would inevitably face an unprecedented crisis.

These two concepts have irreconcilable contradictions, and it also means that the struggle between the two sides is destined to intensify——Rubens introduced the name "Rody" and tried his best to persuade the Pope to win him over and promote him. It is ready to be forged into a sharp blade of the "Rose Cross".

But all his efforts are really insignificant in the face of the war promoted by Mograine. Now, even Rubens himself understands that after the victory of this war, the concepts and opinions he promotes may even be abandoned by the Pope for political considerations...

But he has nothing to do.

At this moment, the pigeons flying from Efta to the temple have just flown half of the total distance... As for the messenger on horseback, they have just left the border of Efta's territory.

But in the Forest of Whispering Whispers, Rody was slowly crawling on a giant tree with a pile of ropes on his shoulders.

With a dagger in his mouth, he clasped his fingers firmly on the gaps in the skin of the giant tree in front of him, and silently and quickly came to the canopy—the bottom of this giant tree needs ten people to hug each other, and the canopy is far from the ground. It is more than thirty meters long. At this height of more than ten floors, even if Rody doesn't have acrophobia, he will inevitably feel a little dizzy when he looks down occasionally.

Shaking his sore arms, Rody stood on the thick tree. After confirming that there was the target he was looking for on the top of the tree, he picked up the rope and touched it. After ten minutes, Rody returned to the original place and opened the " Stealth technique", quietly began to wait.

It was the afternoon of May 2nd. For Rody, who was precious to every second, this kind of waiting was far more anxious than facing the most powerful enemy—but fortunately, he only waited for an hour , the target appears in the field of vision.

The chirping of insects in the forest has never ceased, but when a group of giant birds flew towards the canopy from far and near, only their screams and flapping wings were left around...

That's Roddy's goal: the pintail sand cone.

The wingspan of an adult sandcone is seven meters, and some even reach eight meters. It sounds like this kind of bird should be "dominant", but in fact they are ridiculously long: pointed beak, round body, cocked tail, short Thick legs, it’s a bird, it’s more like a fat duck with its beak pulled into a needle shape. Their belly is white, and their body is covered with brown and black stripes and spots. It doesn’t look like a “high-end atmosphere” at all It feels like the enlarged appearance of some kind of inconspicuous ground beetle.

Looking at these fat, stupid and noisy pintails, Rody remained motionless until the biggest of the group of fat birds stepped into the trap, and then he suddenly pulled the rope in his hand and pulled it ten meters away. The pintail sandcone is firmly bound in its nest

The snipe that was suddenly attacked screamed loudly, and immediately made the whole flock of birds who had just returned to the nest "hula" run away to the distance... They seem to be huge, but they don't have the slightest courage. Didn't even dare to fight back. Rody wasn't surprised by this at all, and rushed to the struggling giant bird, opened the skill bar, and started "domesticating" directly

If you want to reach a destination thousands of meters away in a short time, the speed of riding a horse or rafting along the river cannot be compared with "flying", and the only way Roddy can think of is to use his "Monster Master" suit " With the special effect of "zero conversion rate" for giant creatures, the pintail sand cone is forcibly domesticated, and it carries itself directly to the "temple"

Each "monster hunter" is only allowed to participate in the battle with only one magic pet, but the number of magic pets he can have can reach three. So Roddy temporarily let Nokia find food for himself in the river of Quiet Whispering Forest, and rushed into the forest by himself, domesticating this kind of magical beast that has been ridiculed by players countless times...

"Failure to domesticate"

"Failure to domesticate"

"Failure to domesticate"

Prompts appeared again and again, until the scream of the needle tail sand cone finally weakened, a line of prompts finally popped up on the panel:

"Successful Domestication"

The "soul link" was completed in an instant, and Rody glanced at the attributes of the giant bird in front of him, which can be called a weak chicken, and then looked at the solitary "Flying Acceleration" skill, and sighed that the "useless wood" was not screaming for nothing...

"Pet naming."

"Cuda Duck." Luo Di felt that the stupid look in front of him was similar to the bastard in "Pokemon", so Yu Jian directly applied the name, and after confirming, he immediately cut open the binding of the other party with a dagger The rope pulled the stupid bird with a silly expression all the way down the ground, then put on a three-layer leather jacket and a bag with food and weapons on its back, clumsily grabbed the back of the duck, and shouted :"take off"

While wobbling, the "Kundy Duck" carried Roddy up into the sky, and then began the journey of more than 1,500 kilometers...

The needle-tailed sand cone is an absolute waste in the eyes of players: its attributes are low, its attack and defense can be ignored, and its flying speed in the air is not fast. Compared with the average speed of an eagle, which is close to 200 kilometers per hour, it is only half the level at most.

This timid and noisy fat bird seems to have no use at all other than giving experience. However, Roddy chose it because of its unique quality...

That is what can last 6,000 kilometers without stopping-endurance.

Leonards Canyon, May 3.

The clear sky in the past was covered by countless cloudy clouds, and the canyon, which has not rained for seven months, is about to usher in its first rain this year.

But just when the clouds that had been brewing for a long time were about to drop the first drop of rain, a sudden burst of fluctuation pierced through the countless accumulated dark clouds in an instant.

The crackling sound became a continuous muffled thunder due to countless echoes in the valley. A large circular hole appeared in the black sky, and the blue sky leaked out in the middle - such a strange sight can only be seen when standing in the deepest part of the canyon. In order to truly feel the shock brought by it.

The mages who chanted the spell loudly ignored the deafening crackling sound. Their bodies trembled from the pain of mana exhaustion, but their faces showed expressions of excitement and urgency...

"click"

The altar cracked, the seal was shattered, and after a burst of dazzling purple light scattered, Goethe in black robe slowly took off his hood, and walked forward slowly in the ruins filled with shadowy atmosphere.

In the field of vision, the swaying mage, the shattered stones, and the swirling smoke were all ignored. Goethe stretched forward with trembling fingers, as if breaking through some invisible barrier, and finally grasped the floating in the air. The "Kiss of the Viper" scepter that seems to be breathing shadow elements.

"Om—"

The heads of three vipers with different shapes are scrambling and biting on the tip of the stick. There are purple halos shining in their open mouths. The whole stick is covered with fine snake scales, which feels cold to the touch. And the moment Goethe held it tightly, besides the roaring energy, he felt the newly awakened...

will.