The Godsfall Chronicles

Water, the most precious resource in the wilderness.

Six years ago, in a desert of silence, a group of excavators came here to dig for rubble, resulting in the unexpected discovery of large amounts of groundwater, and since then the population of the Black Flag camp has grown rapidly, eventually to its present size.

Water created the black flag camp.

Whoever holds water in the wilderness is the master of the wilderness.

The value of water for a queen's bath is about half a month of cloud eagle life. How luxurious is this!

What hurts the eagle so much is that the purified water is just for the bath, and after the queen washes, let it all go and let it run away!

Where is this running water? It's bleeding!

The cloud eagle was so sincere and sincere, he said, "Can you give me all the bath water the queen doesn't want? ”

No offense!

The Bloody Queen was indeed insulted or ironic in her ears, and her eyes suddenly turned cold: "Say it again! ”

The cloud hawk didn't know how to piss off this murderous woman again, and he hurried around the subject, handing over two medicine jars from his arms: “I brought you medicine, I think it's enough to heal your wounds. ”

The Bloody Queen's gaze slowed and she took it away. She turned and shook it cold: "Follow me! ”

The Queen's house is huge.

There is a kitchen, there is a dining room, there is a bedroom, there is a bathroom, there is a toilet… one of the entire floors forms a single oversized room with empty space, no clutter, just a mattress on the ground, this is where the Queen exercises daily and sits down to meditate and pray.

“Take a good look. ”

The Bloody Queen walked to the center of the practice room, slowly closing her eyes and inhaling slowly before her body began to move. She practiced a strange set of movements, which consisted of thirty-six combinations, flowing through the clouds, flowing smoothly and naturally, seemingly very simple at first glance, and actually contained some magic.

The queen was slow, slow, for 20 minutes, and finally finished the whole exercise.

“That's it?” The cloudhawk has been concentrating on observing, even though it feels strange after watching it, it can't say where the cat is tired: “This isn't what you're going to teach me! This is too much! ”

The Bloody Queen snorted: "You can practice before you say it! ”

The cloudhawk whispered, “What's the problem? ”

Under the guidance of the Bloody Queen, the cloud eagle began to practice, making the cloud eagle feel very strange that when he made the fourth move, he felt very tired, and the fifth one began to sweat, and when he made the sixth move, he was in pain.

The seventh move, the eagle finally couldn't help it.

“Ouch! Ouch!”

“It hurts me! ”

The cloud hawk felt like his muscles were torn apart alive, and every cell was squeezed out of energy, a tremendous pain, his ass sitting on the ground, screaming and screaming.

Unbelievable!

A few seemingly very common moves, the Bloody Queen's face is not blushing and all is done, and the eagle is exhausted and can no longer stand it until just the seventh.

The cloudhawk howled for a few minutes to recover. He felt like he had been fooled. He asked angrily: "Do you hunters practice this all day? Are you masochists? ”

The Bloody Queen puts it bluntly: "This is a basic set of physical hammer refinements that allow you to develop your potential as long as you keep practicing, thus accelerating the evolution of your abilities and ultimately making your body stronger. This is just a basic training method for hunters. ”

Just basic training?

The Bloody Queen seems to be able to see through the cloud eagle's mind: "Though it's the foundation, if you can do all thirty-six of the moves and gain some combat experience and the necessary skills, at least you won't be any worse than anyone else in this camp. ”

Is it so amazing?

The evolution of wildlings is inspired by countless life and death grinding, but the cloudhawk never thought it would be possible to increase its strength through systematic training. These hunters do seem to have a set, otherwise how could it be so powerful?

Now, a cloud hawk can't do a whole set of moves, but a cloud hawk can practice 36 moves separately, and finally remember all of them, at least to master a skill that will make you stronger.

“Wait!”

Cloud eagles are not fools.

Is it that easy to get rid of?

The cloud hawk first learned all the moves and completely branded them into his mind. Suddenly it seemed like a dream formula. His righteous words shouted to the queen: “I have not seen the world, but you cannot deceive me like this. You know this is not what I am learning! What I'm going to learn is real skills, special abilities like you! ”

This cultivation method is just to hammer the body to improve health. What the eagle wants is the magical powers of the hunter. The bloody queen wants to destroy him with an entry-level basic kung fu of the hunter? No way!

“Huh, how thick the heavens are!” The Bloody Queen said coldly, "You have no divine enlightenment, no spirituality, and most importantly, no artifact. Do you think learning this stuff will give you strength? Ridiculous!”

“I'm just trying to learn!” The cloudhawk shook his head stubbornly: “What artifact are you talking about? ”

What artifact?

In fact, the artifact is the artifact that the gods give to mortals.

The main criterion for a man to become a hunter is to see if he masters the artifact.

Divine artifacts can be classified according to their properties, including the Divine Artifact of Fire, the Divine Artifact of Ice, the Divine Artifact of Wind, the Divine Artifact of Earth, and so on. The spirit of the vast majority of hunters can only resonate with one type of artifact, which is the most central power and dependence of a hunter.

The gloves worn by the Bloody Queen and the cross around her neck are actually artifacts given to the hunter by the gods. It is because of this powerful equipment that the Bloody Queen possesses incredible supernatural powers!

Absolutely.

The artifact alone is far from becoming a hunter.

A hunter not only needs to possess powerful artifacts, but also strong spiritual powers, which themselves are not destructive. When resonating perfectly with artifacts, they can create something like nothing and unleash incredible powers.

The more powerful the spirit of the hunter is.

The more powerful the artifact is.

The Holy Light Cross Sword worn by the Bloody Queen is a divine instrument of light. Normally, it appears to be a cross hanging in front of the chest, resonating with it when the Queen instills spiritual energy, so that the true form of the Holy Light Cross Sword is awakened and thus transformed into an indestructible light sword!

The Holy Cross sword falls into the hands of the wildlings, or in the hands of an incapable hunter, and this artifact cannot be of value if it is any stronger.

The status of a hunter is admired not only because of its strength, but also because of the very small number of hunters. Even if divine grace covers the land, this gift is extremely rare. How many more people in the wilderness who are abandoned by God, born with low, humble descent, can unleash this potential?

Dang!

The Bloody Queen threw a black painted steel pipe to the ground.

This steel pipe is not known to be made of any material, smooth but not light, about three feet long, triangular, sharp at the edges, sharp at the top, can be punctured and chopped, and can cause great damage.

The handle of the triple prism pipe, which is metal wrapped around the cylinder, has a threaded surface and also acts as a skid resistance, has a strange mark on the bottom of the pipe, both on the Queen's gloves and on the cross.

The faint fluctuations emitted.

Although very weak, it does exist.

The cloud hawk was very surprised to pick up the steel pipe and say, "Is this also an artifact? ”

Can this guy really hear the sound of the so-called artifact? The Bloody Queen revealed her expression of suspicion, but without going into the matter, she briefly introduced it: "Because trainee hunters cannot control powerful artifacts, the Temple specializes in the construction of low-level equipment, which is called an exorcism stick, and although it is not a true artifact, it also has artifact characteristics. ”

“Do you want to give it to me? ”

The cloud eagle was flattered to pick up the steel pipe and wave it for a few moments, then gently bounced it with his fingers, even if it was used as an ordinary short-term weapon, which should be powerful and at least not as easily broken as an ordinary iron sword.

“This low-level manipulator has long been worthless to me.” There are no emotional fluctuations in the bloody queen's hissing: “I'll give it to you, but I'll pay it back. From now on, we'll be clear. Don't come looking for me again. Now please leave. ”

So desperate?

Do we have to draw boundaries?

Wilderness is not man, wilderness is not life?

The cloud eagle sighed. They spent a few days together. I thought the queen would change her mind about him. I didn't expect her to give a damn.

He silently put away the exorcism stick and made a solemn statement: "Thank you! ”

“Don't thank me.” The queen turns around and leaves the room, but the sighing noise comes in, "sooner or later there is a big battle in the Black Flag camp, if you want to live, escape before it's too late. This is your last warning. We'll take it as if we don't know each other. ”

The cloud eagle walks out of the queen's private house.

He stood in front of the house and felt a little off.

The Bloody Queen is young and powerful. Even if she is afraid in the divine realm, she is no ordinary person. The Cloud Eagle is a waste-picker who struggles to survive from the ruins. The difference in identity between the two is like the sky and cannot be crossed.

It was a complete surprise that the two met.

Just as the two straight lines coincidentally intersect, eventually they are destined to be separated forever.

The cloudhawk shook his head so hard. What do you want him for? They are both an interlude to each other's lives. The cloud eagle helps the queen to survive the most dangerous period, and the queen gives the cloud eagle the most help she needs right now. Now the two of them are completely clear, no one owes anyone. Isn't that nice?

The moonlight spilled over the quiet camp.

The whole camp was quiet and somewhat frightening.

The cloud hawk headed towards the mercenary headquarters with an exorcism stick, but halfway there was a sudden acceleration of the cloud hawk's heart beating and a strong sense of insecurity covering his body, as if immersed in cool water, which was a very dangerous feeling.

“What man?” cried the eagle to the pitch-black alley. “Don't hide, come out! ”

The phrase seemed to shake the darkness down a layer.

The black man rushed out, the knife arrived, the time angle was pinched precisely and unmatched, the blade seemed to concentrate on the whole body power skills, more full of the fierce momentum, plain and vain, seemingly awkward coincidence, no half extra action, definitely hammered out in the battle of Thousand Hammers.

He's a master!

The cloud eagle, like a conditional reflex wielding the exorcism stick, split away, the blade collapsed directly with the short knife, and the triple prism tube showed only a small scratch. While weapons are cheap, the power gap is clear.

The wrist is sore.

The steel pipe almost flew away.

The cloud eagle backed off a few steps, did not have time to stand steady, the black-clothed man knife followed, and worked hard to cut out a beautiful arc, bringing the wind together, the knife completely sealed off the escape space, fortunately, the cloud eagle was quick enough to react and still be able to block it with a hard scalp.

When!

A few sparks splashed in the night.

At last, the cloud eagle could not stand steadily. He was lifted straight to the ground with great force. He rolled a few rounds very loudly. The black man seemed to be wholeheartedly committed to the rest of the dead. Another sword flashed like a meteor and suddenly crossed the night sky to chase him up.