Chapter 5 Trade for Trade

"Aren't you very fast? Are you going to run again?"

Lightning retreated to the edge of the protective shield in panic, but this thing was only so big. As long as she couldn't get out, she could just reach out and grab it back wherever she hid.

"You...what do you want to do?" Lightning swallowed nervously.

"It's nothing now, but it won't be so after a while." I showed a devilish smile, and at the same time, a cloud of purple smoke quickly filled the inside of the entire protective shield, turning the absolute barrier into A big purple ball. "Ah! What are you doing?" Lightning's scream came from the absolute barrier.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not a pervert, at least I won't meet one after another. Lightning's scream was normal because I left four sharp scratches on her body. I still maintain my werewolf form, and my claws are no worse than blades. Lightning's armor looked beautiful and its defense didn't seem to be very high. It was simply cut with a few holes.

Lightning was alarmed to find that the surrounding smoke was seeping from her wounds into her body, and the speed was getting faster and faster. "What did you do to me? What kind of smoke is this?"

"Haven't you seen the fog of death?" The protective shield disappeared automatically after the time expired, but I had no intention of pursuing it because there was no need at all. "Others always remind me that if I want to be a leader, I have to have a bit of a bastard spirit, so that I can convince the crowd. But I think that thing is not much better than a stinky fart, and my evil spirit is more effective. A group of people bowed to me The fools under the bastard's temper can be regarded as a bunch of rabble at best, and my death fog can directly create undead creatures. No matter how powerful they are, at least they will sacrifice themselves and put my orders first." Look. I suddenly clenched my fist when I touched the lightning that had begun to twitch due to the evil pollution on the ground. "It's called absolute control."

There seemed to be a thread in Lightning's heart that broke the moment I clenched my fist, and then she sank into darkness, and when she lit up again she was already in the Resurrection Hall. At this time on the edge of the black forest. I was circling around a woman who looked exactly like Lightning. Except for the fact that the color of her armor has changed to pitch black, this woman is completely a copy of the lightning that I just fought with, and no difference can be seen at all.

I nodded with satisfaction. "Yeah! Not bad, at least it looks good. Take off your helmet and let me see your face."

The woman immediately took off her helmet obediently. Her golden hair had completely turned into long purple hair, but her beautiful face was not affected in any way. What color's eyes turned into blood red, and they were still shining. It looks quite scary. If Lightning were still here, she would be very surprised, because this woman looks exactly like her except for the color of her eyes, hair and armor. In fact, they were meant to be exactly the same, because this body was hers. In addition to slowly weakening the opponent and blocking the opponent's sight, the Death Cloud also has a special feature: enemies who die within the Death Cloud will become our puppets. Usually I am too lazy to command those low-level puppets, so I have never turned on this function. Even if the puppets appear, they are dismissed as soon as they are used, and I am too lazy to keep them with me. but. This woman is different, her fighting power is very useful to me, so I reluctantly decided to take her with me.

The puppet's combat effectiveness does not entirely depend on me, but depends on the relative strength of the opponent and me. Under normal circumstances, it will retain most of the opponent's strength during his lifetime. Sometimes if you are lucky, you can copy it completely, and there are even cases where the strength of the original body is exceeded. Lightning's corpse retained 99% of her abilities, which was basically a copy. Even if it faced her, it would take a long time to decide the winner.

Although the benefits of puppets are many. But there are just as many shortcomings. The main thing is that this thing has no brains. The corpse transformed by the Death Cloud has no intelligence at all. What is left is only instinct and obedience to the master. This is one of the reasons why I don't like to summon puppets. But if there is only one, there will be no problem. At worst, just give the order directly. If that doesn't work, let the phantom get on her and control her temporarily.

After confirming her appearance, I asked her to put on the helmet again, and then treated her wounds. Although the puppet is summoned by magic, it still has physical strength. Severe injuries can also damage the ground. However, I can treat her. As long as she is not broken up, she will be fine. Her ability to withstand attacks far exceeds that of her original body. She is still a zombie after all, so she is definitely resistant to attacks.

Leave the Black Forest with this puppet, and then go directly to the Goddess City to find Miluole. When I entered the Goddess City, the guards on both sides of the city gate stared at me in a daze. I could clearly see that the fingers of the two guys holding the spears were turning blue. I leaned over and casually took out a medal and looked at it. The guy immediately went limp like a deflated rubber ball.

"Hahaha. Why are you so nervous?" I patted this guy on the shoulder. "Ask something."

"Excuse me, Sir Envoy." The guard was very polite. What I just showed him is the medal of special envoy, which represents the liaison between different forces. So even if the factions are different, they are still characters who need to be respected.

"Don't you know that the goddess is in the city?" Miluole's status is aloof. Of course, the soldier will not know the specific location, but he should still know whether she is in the city or not.

"Yes, I just came back in the morning." Xiao Bing answered respectfully.

"That's good. I'm still worried that the trip will be in vain!"

When I turned around, I happened to see a sword pressed against my neck, and the man holding the sword also had a sword pressed against his neck.

"What's going on?" The person holding the sword against me was Lightning. At this time, she was holding the sword against me with one hand, and the other hand was pointing at the puppet who was holding the sword against her. She obviously discovered that this puppet looked exactly like her, so she reacted so violently. Otherwise, at her level, she would never have faced me at the city gate.

"What's going on?"

"Why is there someone who looks like me here?"

"Oh, are you talking about this? She is not a human being."

"You...!" Lightning thought I was scolding her on purpose.

I said with an innocent face: "She is a puppet. I summoned it from a corpse. It is similar to the skeleton zombie brought by the necromancer, only slightly more advanced."

"Corpse?" Lightning calmed down at first, but suddenly became more excited. "You mean this is my body?"

"Hey, are you recycling the waste? Throwing it out in the countryside will pollute the environment. It's better to use the waste heat." As soon as I finished speaking, I quickly reached out and pinched the tip of the sword around my neck. "Don't get excited. I want to remind you that your body has the same speed as you now. If you want to stab me, she will stab you without hesitation."

"You bastard!"

"I'm not an asshole, you messed with me first."

"Go to hell!" Lightning suddenly took action. She didn't believe that the puppet I summoned could retain all its previous abilities, so she decided to attack. With a bang, two blood flowers flew out, one of which was mine. The other one was of lightning. She scratched a small cut on the side of my neck, but at the same time, there was also an additional cut on her neck. I didn't lie to her, her body really had about the same speed as her.

Lightning covered his neck in surprise. "You're cruel!" After she said that, she jumped up to the city wall. I gestured to the puppet next to me and wiped my neck. The puppet nodded to me, then suddenly disappeared, and the next second it appeared next to Lightning. Lightning was forced to dodge, and two identical people chased and disappeared behind a distant building. It seems that she won't be able to come back in a short time. Killing her own puppet is much more difficult than fighting others. Because only you know your own weaknesses best, although the puppet only has instincts, it is by no means easy to deal with.

After watching them run away, I headed to the temple alone. The Temple of Light in Goddess City is built on a hill in the city center, and the way up is an extra-long staircase. I walked all the way up. People on both sides looked at me with admiration. At first, I thought they knew who I was, so I looked at them with admiration and admiration. It wasn’t until I heard the conversation between the two people that I figured out the reason. After working for a long time, they saw that I, a typical member of the dark forces, dared to walk towards the Temple of Light with such arrogance. That's why he showed this expression.

When we finally climbed to the top of the mountain, the angel guarding the gate immediately focused his attention, but one of the angels seemed to know me. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly explained to the angel next to him and then turned around and rushed into the temple. I stood at the door and didn't go over to say anything, because I knew that the angel must have gone in to report the news.

Sure enough, two senior angels walked out a few minutes later.

"Are you Ziri?"

I nodded. "Milaile asked you to come?"

These two guys obviously received the guidance of Miluole. Otherwise, with the arrogant character of the angel clan, they would most likely start a fight with me when they saw a member of the dark force like me. "We are the personal guards of His Highness Miluole. His Highness knows that you are coming and asked us to take you in."

I nodded. I don't want to hit the smiling person. Of course I won't find trouble if they are so polite. "Take me in."

I followed the two archangels and walked inside. The angels holding the door asked each other confused questions. To them, it was a wonder in the world that a guy like me, who looked like a big devil, could be treated with courtesy by their superiors. There are other players here who have the same idea as them, but some players are not surprised because they also know who I am.

The atmosphere inside the temple was quite strange today. Everyone I saw along the way was in a hurry. And I also found a lot of strange-looking angels, which seemed different from the angels guarding the temple. But I can't tell what the difference is.

Just as I was thinking about it, the angel leading the way suddenly stopped in front of a gate. "The Temple of the Goddess is currently receiving guests, please wait here for a moment."

"OK."

Two angels helped me open the door, which revealed a small reception room. I randomly found a seat and sat down, and the two guarding angels opened the door again. Mi Jiaole didn't keep me waiting any longer, but she was not the only one who came. I was stunned when the door opened.

"Filindil? You...?"

"You didn't expect it, did you?" Philindil was not surprised at my appearance.

"Michele?" I stared at Mielle with questioning eyes, waiting for her explanation.

Michael sat down opposite me casually, and then motioned to the guard to close the door. She waited until the footsteps of the guards outside the door faded away before she explained: "I already knew that you were fighting in France some time ago. The European temples were beaten to pieces by you and have lost their cohesion."

"Is your news very fast?" I stared at Miluole.

Miluole laughed. "Although I know everything about you, you don't know me." As she said this, she took Philindil into her arms. "Do you know what our relationship is?"

I stared at the two of them in surprise for a long time. Seeing how close they are, it's obvious that their relationship is unusual. Looking closer, I was surprised to find that the two of them were somewhat similar. Miluole has a pair of shrewd eyes, and so does Filindir. But this can only be regarded as an intellectual similarity. What is really more distinctive is their eye sockets. The curves and angles of this part are almost exactly the same. "Don't tell me you're twins."

Miluole laughed. "Although it's not right, it's almost the same."

Philindil asked: "Do you know about intermarriage between royal families?"

I nodded.

Miluole continued: "It's good to know this. In various human countries, royal families usually intermarry with each other, so no matter who defeats whom, or who overthrows whom, the result will be the same, because the blood of the royal family is not the same. will be interrupted. They are already connected. In fact, there is only one final result, which is to fool the people. No matter who the people follow to fight, the upper class will rule them in the fights, and among these people, except for the very Except for the fact that individual people can climb to the top in the change of power, in fact, the descendants of these top people have been continuing their rule in various ways."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"This is the reason why our relationship emerged." Mi Luo tightened the arm around Philindil's shoulders. "Similar management methods are also used in theocracy. The goal is naturally to fool believers and lower-level races. You are also considered a superior, so I don't need to deceive you. There will also be an exchange of interests between gods. You also know this. .So in order to preserve our existence, we must use methods similar to those of the human royal family to continue. Filindil and I are the products of such an environment. Do you know what my full name is?"

I shook my head.

"Michel. Holy Glory. Brilliant. Antimis."

Philindil followed: "My name is Philindil. Shengyao. Brilliant. Durulante."

Miluole continued: "We are half-sisters, I am the elder sister, and Philindil is the younger sister. I inherited the surname of my mother's family after I was born, and left the Temple of Light during the first temple split war. Headquarters came to Asia to establish our own business. My sister was born three hundred years after me. She inherited her father's surname. And eventually became the candidate goddess of the temple. Do you know why the Elders helped her so much and rejected Marilyn? Because there are people in the Elders The two elders are our father and grandfather respectively. This is why Philindil receives unconditional support. The two parts in the middle of our names are the same, which is evidence that our blood origins are the same."

"You two are actually sisters! You theocratic nobles are simply... simply..."

"Is it promiscuous?" Mielle said the words I didn't dare to say. "We don't mind, at least our bloodline will never disappear, no matter how the theocratic war progresses. Our descendants will inherit the bloodline of the previous generation, so that the blood of the family can be passed on, even if the surnames are different, and even the appearance has changed. Change, but not erase the family lineage.”

Completely convinced. The views of Europeans are indeed different from those of Asians. They seem to pay more attention to their own feelings, while Asians pay more attention to the feelings of others. If the bloodline cannot be maintained, Easterners will consider adopting a child, although this child will inherit the family name. But actually it has nothing to do with this family at all. However, others will feel that the family is still continuing, so the family's face is preserved. Westerners are different. They don't care what the child's surname is or what others say. Anyway, as long as the child has the blood of the family, that's fine.

I said to Philindil: "So, you came here this time to ask your sister to help you, right?"

Miluole said: "Of course I will support her unconditionally. She has the best relationship with me in the family. So I will help her without her asking. She came here to ask me to help be a middleman. And she needs to ask. The target is you."

"It seems that I hit the muzzle of the gun!"

"The gun is in your hand, and the most you can do is hit the handle of the gun." Miluole said indifferently: "Now it depends on whether you will give me this face."

I smiled: "We thought of going together."

"Oh? Do you also have something to ask of me?"

"Of course." I nodded sincerely. "Do you think I came all the way here to date you?"

"I don't think you're that sentimental person." Mielle actually joked with me. This is unprecedented. But she quickly recovered and said, "Say it. It's your request."

"I just went to Arni's place. She has several types of troops that I urgently need, but she refuses to sell them to me. You should be able to guess the conditions."

Michele replied very quickly: "Okay, I just won't attack Buffalo."

My face was stern. "Miss Michele, please stop joking, okay?"

Miluole smiled slightly and said, "Okay. I'll just return the five occupied cities to her."

"Add another Guangming City." I added.

"Is that stinky girl crazy because of poverty?" Mijuele almost jumped up from his seat.

I said calmly: "To be honest, I actually don't think you and Philindil are alike at all. On the contrary, Arni is more like your sister! Your two personalities are simply cast from the same mold. .”

"That crazy woman, who is the same as her! I am a person of status, how can I be like a stinky girl like her who climbed up through nepotism?"

Huh? Does Al Ni rely on nepotism? Isn't she Ling's sister? Could it be...could it be...that Ling is bisexual?

"Well, calm down first. This request is not made by me, and of course I don't want to give her so many benefits. But I am asking for something from others, and I have no choice but to do this! Otherwise, look, can you tell me Can I help you weigh your needs?"

Miluole took three deep breaths in a row and then returned to his seat. She patted Philindil's shoulder, indicating that she could speak. Philindil looked at me, and then said: "Since you left last time, a series of situations have occurred at the headquarters of the Temple of Light in France. That bitch Marilyn killed all my cronies after she returned. Elder. She calls the court a traitor and is mobilizing her followers to attack us. We have just joined Marshal Constantine's army, and the strength in our hands is not enough to resist her counterattack. My grandfather has died in the battle, and I only have The remaining three elders are still alive, and the army seems to be on par with Marilyn. What's worse is that adventurers like you only seem to recognize the people who occupy the main temple as the God of Light, so there are no people in the missions we issued. However, adventurers keep coming to make trouble for us!"

I thought about it for a moment and figured out what was going on. Players will not be interested in the battle between two goddesses, unless they are a large guild like mine. And there are large guilds with enough power to intervene in the competition between theocratic factions. Generally, the interaction between players and temples only involves the release of tasks and professional promotions, and these things are usually done in temples. If you meet an angel in the wild and he says he can help you with job transfer procedures, you will most likely think you have met a liar. Similarly, the temple's dedicated mission release channel is also the office of the temple organization. I have never heard of angels issuing missions all over the street, so few people will pick up the missions of Philindil and the others. Speaking of which, it seems that I have to be blamed. The original intention was to bring Philindil and Marilyn into a state of balance. This way I can check and balance their strength. But I forgot to take the player factors into account. As a result, Marilyn's side seems to be too powerful now, and Philindil will obviously be unable to withstand it soon. If she hadn't been 'forced' to the point of desperation, she probably wouldn't have gone all the way to China to seek help from Miluole.

"It seems that your situation is indeed bad enough, but I am unlikely to help you at the moment, because you should also know that the national war has begun, and as the guild leader of the adventurers, there are many things going on. It is impossible for me to allocate military strength to help you fight at this time. Then I will not have enough people!"

Miluole interrupted me and said: "You don't have to pretend, I know you have other ways. As long as you are willing to help my sister. I agree to your request."

Although I was happy, I still couldn't agree immediately, otherwise things would be difficult to handle later. "That's it!" I deliberately pretended to be embarrassed. "There is no way to do it, but it will consume a lot of manpower. If you help me solve some troop problems, Miluole, I can consider sending the second-line reserve team to help."

The big head has already agreed, so there is no reason to argue with me about the small head. Miluole said very cheerfully: "As long as you don't drag me to help you fight, you can choose any other arms."

"I feel relieved with your words." I stood up proudly and said: "Then I will ask the French side to adjust their strategic deployment tomorrow, and they will take good care of your power. That little girl Marilyn is just for development. It’s quite fierce, she’s still a little girl after all, so don’t worry too much.”

After hearing my agreement, Miluole immediately began to comfort Philindil, and Philindil also left the room happily. Miluole asked me what specific types of troops I wanted, as well as the quantity requirements, so that she could prepare them.

The next day, I informed the guild personnel in France that they had made strategic adjustments, and Michele quickly evacuated the people who occupied the city. However, the city she gave up was a micro-city with a population of only more than 20,000. But no matter how small it is, it is still a city. I took the contract of this city and blocked Al Ni’s mouth.

The conditions on both sides have been met, both sides are very generous, and the soldiers I want have been concentrated in Essinger as I requested. Standing in the small square, he took a general inventory of the soldiers.

As for Heavenly Court: There are 5,000 Lingxiao Palace Guards at level 1,200, and their mounts use Fire Qilin at level 1,300. There are a thousand level 1000 loose immortals, and their mounts are 600 level spears.

As for the Dark Temple: There are fifty people in the 1,800-level purgatory demons as the God-Slaying Team, which is exactly five teams. There is no need for a mount, since the devil can fly on its own anyway. There are three thousand level 1,500 black magic archers, and their mounts are level 700 shadow beasts.

As for the Temple of Light: There are one thousand guardian angels at level 1100. Because they can fly, they are not worthy of mounts. There are three thousand light knights at level 1,500, and their mounts are light-winged pegasus at level 800.

There are a total of 13,050 people from these three parties. There are still 1,950 people left to reach full strength, but there are only a few others. As long as the army in front of me has enough strategic jumps for them to maneuver, it will not be a problem to kill hundreds of thousands of enemies.