Chapter 323 The Way of Receiving Guests of the God of War Temple

Under Kane's guidance, Xu Yichen reset on the mirror, then stretched out the hand holding the weapon design, and directly penetrated the mirror.

In another room, Pastor Richard looked at the gems in reserve with an ugly expression, and a lot of them disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the other side of the space, Kane took the paper, and then used a sharp knife to leave a wound on the witcher's hand, and preserved the opponent's blood in a special container.

Before that, Xu Yichen had already described the peculiarity of his blood to Kane, and Kane expressed great interest in it.

"Your blood is extremely special, and it may cause some trouble to our blacksmiths, but it doesn't matter. I will immediately notify the Temple of War in your place when the weapon is successfully forged." Kane looked at the blacksmith in his hand with great satisfaction. Blood, silver flames rippling in it: "Little Li Cha is a reliable guy."

Based on the satisfaction of both parties, the old and new generations of witchers happily ended the call.

Of course, when Xu Yichen came out of the secret room, he saw Pastor Li Cha with a long face at the door.

This Priest of the God of War, taller than the Demon Hunter by a head, with a physique as strong as a bear, looked at Xu Yichen up and down with ferocious eyes, as if he was thinking about the best angle from which to hit him.

The witcher smiled awkwardly. Even though he knew nothing about teleportation arrays, there was no safe and efficient solution to this behavior of teleporting objects across space even in reality.

To transport an apple two meters away would consume the electricity consumption of a city of 200 million people for a year. Xu Yichen subconsciously refused to think about the horrific figure of how much supplies would be consumed here.

Anyway, Pastor Richard said that this time, the Temple of War God treats guests.

After taking three deep breaths, Pastor Richard lowered his elevated blood pressure, and patted the demon hunter's shoulder vigorously with his big hand: "Come with me, let's go to the Temple of Wealth."

Standing on the stone floor, Xu Yichen was slapped down a section abruptly, his two feet left clearly visible footprints on the ground, and the chest and abdomen seemed to have been hit several times with a sledgehammer.

The strength of Pastor Li Cha's strike was exactly on the boundary line where a witcher would endure hardship but not be injured.

All the way up, from the underground back to the ground, behind Pastor Richard, a team of ten people has gathered, except for the witcher, only the paladin Seven is a novice.

The other eight people were all elite soldiers, four paladins, two priests, and two warriors wearing black full-face armor.

The only exposed eyes of these two soldiers revealed the kind of indifference that Xu Yichen can only see in veterans who have served for more than ten years.

While walking, the full-cover metal armor unexpectedly did not make any extra noise, as if they were only wearing a close-fitting soft armor.

If they hadn't left deep footprints on the land, Xu Yichen would have thought that there were some anti-gravity runes engraved on the armor of these two warriors.

Three of the four paladins also wore helmets. The leader, like Priest Richard, did not wear head protection, but a metal ring covering the back of his head exuded a faint luster.

A long scar ran across his throat. Those who survived after their throats were cut were the darlings of fate.

Both priests have a strong physique like that of Priest Richard. The pure metal braided chain armor shone with a magical luster, and the key protective positions were protected by thick plate armor.

One of them used a single-headed flail the size of a child's head, with a thick oak shield behind him, and the other was equipped with a two-handed warhammer.

Campas has always protected all righteous fighters, but he has no power to restrain chickens, but mortals who will stand up to protect the weak at critical moments will also receive his attention.

But it is undeniable that in the eyes of Campas, muscle is also a virtue.

The group headed by Pastor Richard looked violent from a distance, and the witcher and paladin Seven mixed in with them had an incompatible aura.

This gave Xu Yichen the illusion that he and Sai Wen were like two prisoners captured by the armed police and being turned away to the execution ground.

As the group of people moved forward, in the church area like a construction site, both the construction workers and the city guards responsible for maintaining order all avoided the group of people far away.

The witcher felt that Pastor Richard brought these elite fighters who looked like the Temple of War to the Temple of Fortune, not so much as the messengers who greeted Goddess Woking in the past, but as a demonstration and a show of muscle.

In the distance, the Temple of Wealth appeared at the end of the road. Xu Yichen could clearly feel that the road under his feet was smoother, and the buildings on both sides were more luxurious, far more stylish than the environment in the aristocratic district.

The people living here are obviously either rich or noble. With the enhanced senses of the witcher, he can clearly feel the dodgy eyes in the houses on both sides of the road, watching this group of people with curiosity and arrogance. Sturdy fighters pass here.

The Temple of Wealth of the Goddess Woking is built entirely of marble, but its exterior is painted white, which symbolizes purity and fairness. The golden lines outline simple and beautiful lines on the white wall.

The Temple of Wealth is divided into three floors. It is completely different from the sharp-edged fortress-shaped building of the Temple of War God. The round top was also painted a dazzling golden color by the believers of the Goddess of Wealth, shining in the sun.

On this street, the cleaners who are responsible for the cleaning work will compete with each other every year. The sea breeze blows, and the golden powder needs to be repainted every six months.

What impressed the witcher the most was that in the small square outside the Temple of Fortune, a huge gold coin that was one meter high and the thickness of a palm was placed there as a decoration.

"It's not pure gold, don't be blind." Pastor Richard slapped the witcher who was parked in front of the giant gold coin aside: "I tried it, but the weight is wrong, and there are special guards in the dark to take care of it. "

The witcher looked suspiciously at Pastor Li Cha, thinking that the other party might have the same thoughts as himself back then, and he was just now considering whether his Apocalypse horse might drag this thing away.

However, since the senior has passed on his lessons learned to himself, let's forget about it. Originally, Xu Yichen thought that even the gold-plated thing was worth a lot of money.