Chapter 243 Primary Defense

Feeling the reaction of his body, Clown had a vague premonition in his heart that his rock breathing method was going to work!

Del felt exhausted, and every time he attacked, his whole body would ache.

"Ah", he suddenly roared, using all his strength to hit the last blow, and then his body fell to the ground.

"Crack"

The battered wooden stick could not bear the weight and broke with a sound.

At the same time, Clown felt that all the pores on his body were shaking, and countless air currents gushed out, forming a layer of air film on the surface of the body, and joy rose from the bottom of his heart.

He took out a bottle of No. 2 holy water from the cabinet next to him and returned to Del: "Haha, thanks to you, my breathing method has reached perfection."

Del has now reached his limit, and he opened his mouth several times, but couldn't say a word.

He took the holy water and drank it, and after a while, he recovered his breath: "It is my honor to serve you."

Clown waved his hand: "Go and rest, you don't have to go to the blacksmith shop to work tomorrow."

The mining area has begun to produce ore, and the other party is now responsible for supervising the production tasks of the blacksmith shop.

Del himself has the second-level top blacksmithing skills, and is considered an expert. This task is most suitable for him.

"Sir, I will continue to work tomorrow. There is no need to be so pretentious. Just take a night off."

He now has a strong sense of crisis. As the strength of the bishop grows stronger, people like Melissa will definitely not be the last. More and more people will be willing to rely on the bishop.

Work harder now. Even if the strength cannot keep up in the future, the bishop will not treat him unfairly because of his hard work.

He, who was born as a small person, has calculated this account very clearly.

The bishop is a nostalgic person, otherwise he would not promote and train him. As long as this relationship is retained, Janice's path will be easier in the future.

According to the church members at the training base, their daughter is very talented, and she may become a third-level extraordinary person one day in the future.

Becoming a bishop is an achievement that he dared to imagine only in his dreams.

"Don't force it."

"Thank you for your concern, bishop. I will take my leave."

Del left the training ground and closed the door carefully.

With golden light flashing in Clown's eyes, he summoned the golden wall to check.

[Stone Breathing: Extreme] (As strong as a rock, bathing in wind and rain from all directions. Special effect: Primary defense. Reduces physical damage by 15% and elemental damage by 10%.)

The effect is quite good, a passive ability that does not need to be actively released to take effect at all times.

Although his armor stacking plan has changed slightly, with one less layer of armor, it has finally taken shape.

Up to now, Clown only needs to practice fire breath and golden light spell.

With the extremely high physical fitness bonus, those combat skills only need to be practiced during combat.

As for those auxiliary skills, alchemy and forging need to be practiced more.

Alchemy is to produce high-performance explosives, and forging skills allow him to create better soul-infused weapons, which are powerful equipment that surpass extraordinary weapons.

As long as there are high-performance explosives, he will truly become a hexagonal warrior, powerful and 360-degree without dead angles.

Today, in order to make the Stone Breathing method go further, he is now feeling a dull pain in his body, so he returned to the room early to visualize the golden light spell.

. . . .

In the morning, on the large training ground of the mansion, Melissa stood with her hands behind her back, watching the young men who were practicing hard.

Ever since Clown gave her this task, she has devoted herself to this work.

These fifty members were selected by her from the best, even more strictly than the church's selection of Crusaders.

During this period, she also borrowed Clown's name, and many people were very enthusiastic when they heard that they would become the family private soldiers of the bishop.

Although they were private soldiers, the treatment was better than that of ordinary Crusaders.

Better training conditions, more pay, and close contact with the bishop, so many people signed up at that time.

Clown finished the visualization of the Golden Light Mantra, came to the window and looked at the troops on the parade ground downstairs, and sighed in his heart: 'I didn't have such good conditions back then.'

At the beginning of his training, he paid for it himself, and there was no one to guide him. He was completely self-taught.

Thinking of this, he felt that he should tell William, the butler, to develop the potion business, the potion business for ordinary people.

It is too wasteful to use holy water to make ordinary therapeutic potions. The manufacturing process of those ordinary potions is relatively simple. This is an inconspicuous track. You can make money without showing off.

No matter when and in which world, the base of ordinary people at the bottom is the largest.

. . . .

The Sanctuary is adjacent to the Hammers Mine, and the city where the new parish is located is simply called Hammers City.

The mine mainly produces iron ore, and the associated ores are copper and tin. There is a large open-pit coal mine five kilometers southwest of the mine, and the smelting conditions are unique.

It has been more than a month since the mining area resumed production. From the church bell tower in the city, you can see the towering black smoke column in the distance. It is the result of incomplete combustion of coal.

At the gate of the Central Cathedral, Crown got off the carriage: "Wait for me here."

Although the mansion is less than one kilometer away from here, he has been accustomed to taking a car, and it is easy to go from frugality to luxury.

The driver Brown took off his black hat and nodded, "Yes, sir."

Fokine flew onto the roof of the car, and Buster also jumped on it, and the two pets enjoyed the warm sun together.

At this moment, there was no wind, and the years were quiet.

In a month or so, the Farouk Kingdom will enter a long winter. Unknowingly, Clown has been in this world for almost two years.

The shadow of the man who couldn't even kill a chicken on Earth faded away, and now his hands were covered in blood.

There was a roar in the sky, which was the airship that traveled between Rhine City and Hammers.

Clown walked to Fanny's room and greeted her as usual. If there was nothing else, he would go to the blacksmith shop.

In fact, the blacksmith shop was looked after by Del, and he didn't have much work to do there. He spent most of his time visualizing the Golden Light Mantra, or developing new uses for the Golden Light Mantra, or swallowing the metal essence.

Now, the amount of iron essence can wrap the metal clone and himself at the same time.

He knocked on the door, waited for the owner to agree, and pushed the door open.

Finny looked up and said gently: "Sit down first."

Sit? What happened?

Clown thought to himself and sat on the sofa as he was told. If there was nothing wrong, Finny would tell him directly.

Finny took out a document and walked over, smiling:

"The value of the Emerald Heart and the Spirit has been estimated, please take a look at the report."

Clown took the document and flipped through it.

‘The Emerald Heart is about two hundred years old and was formed before the Red Moon. This object has clear textures and is expected to retain one-third of its size after purification. It is estimated to be worth 580 gold spirit coins. ’

‘One Deer Head Spirit, the spirit essence is intact and there is no damage, but it is seriously polluted and may not be completely purified. The value is greatly reduced, and the estimated value is 720 gold spirit coins. ’

The value has been greatly reduced and it is still estimated at so much. Klauen's mouth twitched, thinking that if he could not successfully forge a soul-infused weapon, he would lose a lot.

Since coming to Hammers City, he has obtained gray spirit coins through the channels of the Sith Family.

The daily purification volume remains unchanged, still fifty coins.

Excluding costs and not counting the consumption of talisman water, his daily profit is 35 gold spirit coins.

To forge a soul-infused weapon, the materials used are not only Valyrian steel, but also a certain amount of mithril and thorium.

Thorium is a more expensive material than mithril. One pound of thorium can be exchanged for about three pounds of mithril.

If the forging of the soul-infused weapon fails, all the thorium cannot be recycled, and a certain amount of mithril and Valyrian steel will also be lost.

After calculating everything, he concluded that if the forging of the soul-infused weapon fails, it will at least cause a loss of 1,200 gold spirit coins, and his profit from purifying spirit coins for a month will be gone.

Fanny asked, "Do you have any questions about the price?"

"No."

What questions could Crown have? He was not good at identification and valuation. He could learn identification when he had time, but valuation required close attention to the market, and he didn't have time to waste on these things.

"This is your difference, 320 gold spirit coins."

"Dong, Dong"

As the two were talking, the door was knocked again.

"Come in."

Fanny saw the newcomer and immediately went to meet him, saying gently, "You're back."

Nick hugged him gently and then let go, saying, "I returned to Rhine City last night and just caught up with the airship today. It was so smooth.

You will be on the defense mission tomorrow, but you are leaving when I come back."

"It's necessary for the mission!"

Klauen stood up, walked over and patted his friend's shoulder enthusiastically, interrupting the two people's dog food behavior:

"Congratulations on your return. What is the situation in Lorente now?"

"Not optimistic."

Nick shook his head and continued:

"Those fishmen seem to be endless, but they are still easy to deal with. The use of those guns and high-performance explosives really helped us a lot.

If we rely on our Knights to defend, the casualties must be huge."

Nick said that the evil god of Lorente's mumbling is everywhere at night, and the sound is getting clearer and clearer. Many nights, as long as he falls asleep, he will enter an evil dream containing malice.

On the night of the full moon, he dreamed of a huge monster with a vague humanoid outline, but with a head like an octopus with many tentacles, a body covered with scaly gelatin, huge claws, and a pair of narrow wings behind it.

This monster was very huge. When it poked its body out of the ocean, the originally calm sea surface suddenly turned into a raging wave, with huge waves surging in all directions, and the sun in the sky was also blocked by it.

When it rose from the sea, there was a sense of oppression like the dark clouds before the storm, and it also gave people a strong sense of discomfort, as if the monster was a collection of all the uncleanness and filth in the world

"On the night of the full moon, when I woke up from a weird dream, I found that there was a fishy smell of seaweed on the bed. I knew it was the pollution brought by the dream."

Nick calmed his breath and said, "I took Crown's golden light potion and found that this potion can play a role. Let's buy some Fanny to use."