I Made the Myth Template

Chapter 315 Valkyrie Brunhil

Jordan city.

In the dome temple at the highest point.

Pope Medephedes ended his daily fixed prayer and stood in the golden sunshine at dusk. The temple was bright and empty, and the city echoed with distant bells.

"Harry, call Brynhildr for me."

The old man frowned, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he opened his eyes and calmly ordered the young attendant beside him.

"grown ups."

The attendant in black robes took a step forward, put his hand on his chest, and said respectfully: "The Valkyrie left Heaven Mountain half a month ago."

"Oh, is it so?"

Medephedes nodded, then remembered that Brunhil had asked him to say goodbye before.

"Ah, there are many things that are easy to forget when you get older."

Medephedes shook his head and sighed softly. The wrinkles on his face became more and more profound under the golden sunlight, and the years left strong traces on his body.

He knew that his time was running out.

"If this is the case, then send Archbishop Barton to come..." the Pope ordered.

"As you command!"

The black-robed attendant bowed his head.

Like a shadow in the sun, he quietly left the hall.

Pope Medephedes stood under the statue, motionless, silently thinking about the news he had received from the oracle.

Shortly after.

A strong man wearing a bright red gold robe strode forward and appeared in front of Medephedes.

This man's face was full of flesh, with only a few curled-up yellow hair on his head. Where the bridge of his nose used to be, there was only a black hole, bare and bare, and he looked quite vicious and ugly.

This person is none other than Archbishop Nobadon.

Among the red archbishops, they are also the top group, second only to Brunhil in strength.

Although Nobadon had a ferocious appearance and a tall figure, he seemed quite respectful in front of the old man. When he came in front of Mephides, he waved his robe, half-knelt on the ground and saluted, "My lord, I don't know what you ordered me to do?"

"Changes will occur late, and demons will appear frequently. The construction of the Spirit Bone Tower must be accelerated."

The figures of giant lizard, Adam, willow and other templates appeared in front of Medeides's eyes, and his original old tone became firm and powerful.

"The Tower of Spiritual Bones..."

Nobadon's expression changed slightly.

The Wraith Bone Tower is a building made of a special kind of crystal.

Its function is also very simple. It is a large-scale and unlimited teleportation device. After the construction is completed, the warriors of the gods can descend into the sensory world at a very small cost.

The better the quality of the Spirit Bone Tower, the stronger the gods that can use it to descend.

In theory.

The highest quality spiritual bone tower.

It can even make the God King Kalundia descend into the world of perception.

Of course, the resources required to create a spiritual bone tower capable of carrying the power of the God King are also astronomical.

The main material required for the construction of the Wraith Bone Tower is called Wraith Bone Crystal.

This rare mineral usually appears in places where the world's barriers are relatively weak. The void energy in the subspace reacts with certain elements of the world itself, and then crystallizes and remains. What is finally formed is an extremely rare mineral like the spirit bone crystal.

As for places that are more profoundly affected by subspace, the first place to bear the brunt is the restricted area.

In addition, even if it is not a restricted area, it is still a red area with a similar degree of danger. Not only does it contain deadly radiation, but there are also likely to be various powerful subspace life forms operating in it.

One can imagine such harsh conditions.

If you want to take the spirit bone crystal, the price you need to pay must be quite high.

Previously, in order to mine more spirit bone crystals, Jordan City had treated the slaves in an almost cruel way.

A healthy adult rarely survives for three months after entering a mine. Either he is seriously injured and dies during long hours of labor and whipping, or he suffers from radiation sickness and is brutally cremated. There are also many people who Die in the subspace life.

Nobadon had taken over these matters for a while.

The numb and emaciated slave workers in the mine, the bloody corpses, the twisted and ferocious subspace life... Even as a red archbishop, he was quite shocked when he saw that hellish scene again.

However, it was just a shock.

Nobadon was born into a noble family in the upper city. He had little sympathy with the slaves in the trading city-state. He didn't care how many people died.

What he was worried about was whether he could do this well.

If done well,

How much benefit can you get from the Pope?

"How fast should we mine..." Nobadon's eyes moved slightly and he asked in a deep voice.

"at all costs."

Pope Mephides said lightly that although he was old, he was quite aware of the temper of his men. At this moment, he didn't even look at Nobadon to know what this guy was thinking.

"After this matter is completed, you will be given a place in the Ark Project." Medephedes added casually.

Nobadon's eyes lit up, "Is this serious?"

"That's natural."

After finishing speaking, Medephedes seemed a little tired, closed his eyes, waved his hands and stopped talking.

Nobadon was wise and did not continue to disturb him. He bowed and retreated, leaving the temple. The door slammed shut, the sun gradually set towards the west, and the magnificent temple fell into darkness again.

at the same time.

Brunhil and Medes, who left the Holy City half a month ago, were hiking on a slightly deserted trail.

The military off-road vehicle they were riding in when they left the holy city broke down not long ago.

after all.

The environment in the wild is quite harsh.

The road conditions were difficult, but the off-road vehicle was able to travel safely all the way up to now, thanks to Brunhil's superb driving skills.

Fortunately, the car was broken down. But along the way, we were not very far from our destination. A few dozen kilometers further we would reach Prince City, one of the twelve trading city-states.

If Brunhil is traveling alone.

She didn't care about day or night, she just rushed to the city-state early in the morning to make repairs.

But the situation now is different. Today's weather is also full of red moon. With Brunhil's vitality, he is naturally not afraid of the so-called radiation, but the little maid Medes is just an ordinary awakened person with ordinary vitality. If If you are exposed to such an environment for a long time, you can easily get radiation sickness.

The wilderness is no better than the holy city.

Here, no injury can be ignored, and a little carelessness can be life-threatening.

"Sir, have I caused you any trouble?"

As if he noticed something, Medes, who was wearing a gray robe with a hood on his head and his whole body wrapped tightly, whispered, "If you were traveling alone, you would definitely not be so troublesome."

"Obviously I am a maid, but I still need you to take care of me..." Medes pursed his lips and whispered, "It's really incompetent."

"Meds, don't say that."

Brunhil took Medes's hand and led her along a path, striding forward, "We are friends and an equal relationship. We each have our own advantages and disadvantages. Only when we are together, Only by learning from each other's strengths is the best state."

"Does Master Brunhil also have shortcomings?" Medes asked softly, feeling an indescribable sense of security in his heart.

"Of course…"

Brunhil said without hesitation, "I can't cook delicious meals, I always accidentally break the furniture when cleaning, and math...those things always give me a headache. "

As she spoke, Valkyrie's voice paused slightly and her tone rose, "We found it. The village recorded on the map is just ahead. We can rest there."

Medes stopped.

He looked in the direction of Valkyrie's finger.

Sure enough, at the end of the road, under the blood-red moonlight, a village with mountains on its back appeared in front of them.

However, what made Brunhil feel vaguely uncomfortable was that the small village seemed to be burning with fire, and the sounds of large-scale armed fighting came from it, vaguely mixed with the sharp cries of children.

"There seems to be something not good about that village."

The moonlight is bright tonight. Medes is also an awakened person, and his perception ability is far beyond ordinary people. He also discovered abnormalities coming from villages and towns.

"Could it be something like a bandit?" After all, this was the first time Medes left the Holy City.

Before that, although she had heard a lot of information about the outside world from her mother, it was only after she truly left the prison-like city and was in this world that she discovered the world she had truly seen and what she had seen. The world in my mother's mouth is still very different.

It is more desolate and cruel here, with no hope in sight.

But the good thing is…

Medes felt the hand holding him tightly, and his head unconsciously rubbed against Brunhil's arm.

Some roads feel very long when walking alone, but feel very short when walking with two people.

Brunhil didn't notice Medes' little movement.

She frowned and said in a serious voice, "No matter what, since we have seen this kind of thing, we still have to take a look. I can't sit back and watch the people of the Holy City be oppressed."

"okay!"

Medes knew Brunhil's temper and immediately nodded in support.

"Capture all the young adults! Anyone who dares to resist will be shot to death!"

Among the burning villages.

A bald man with a black cross tattooed on his head was roaring at the trembling villagers in front of him. He was a little over two meters tall, with strong muscles and a burly build. His upper body was covered with a worn-out half-body kinetic armor. There were heavy footsteps as he walked. Echoing in the firelight, mixed with the exploding sound of wood, in the eyes of the sallow-looking villagers, Karu at this moment was like an evil god crawling out of hell.

"okay!"

Behind Carew, seven or eight young men with various tattoos on their arms were laughing and moving forward.

Everyone in the entire village has been gathered in the square. This is not the first time they have come here to capture slaves. After the poor village chief was split in half from top to bottom by the giant ax in Karu's hand, this No one in the small village dared to resist Karu's orders.

At this moment, the tattooed boys rushed into the crowd.

Pulling prey out of the crowd like picking out goods.

Karu is talking about young adults.

But in fact, in the entire village, basically all the prime-age males had been captured during previous repeated harvests.

But now, the superiors are still urging them hard, so when they start this time, even the young men who are only fourteen or fifteen years old are carried out alive by the younger brothers like chickens.

It’s not just men…

Even some good-looking women cannot escape the hands of these evil thieves.

The above order requires labor, but when executing it, you must naturally find a way to gain some benefits for yourself.

At the beginning, it was gold and silver, and later on, it was grain and bacon. Now that the village doesn't even have anything to eat, they just capture some beautiful girls for fun.

In the firelight.

The guys from the slave-catching team were laughing and touching their prey.

Although the village girl looks ordinary, her face is frightened when she struggles, her waist swings and her whole body trembles, which gives her a different feeling.

"Damn bitch, let me go!"

in the crowd.

A frail middle-aged woman was holding her daughter tightly in her arms and crying loudly.

In the woman's arms, the girl looked like she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a childish face and black and white eyes full of fear like a frightened deer.

"Please, please let my daughter go... If it doesn't work, you can take me away."

The women cried out in distress, and the girls screamed.

But in exchange.

But it was just the wanton ridicule of the slave-catching team.

"This bitch is so shameless. He is so old and still wants to seduce us without peeing to see what he looks like!" The young man with a long and narrow scar on his face laughed.

He pushed the woman to the ground.

Ignoring the girl's struggle, he grabbed the collar and pulled her into his arms.

The woman fell to the ground, but screamed like crazy, her eyes were bloodshot and red, and she opened her mouth to bite Scarface's arm.

hiss!

Scarface gasped.

Caught off guard, he was really bitten, and the wound was deep and intense, causing bursts of pain. Dark red blood could be faintly seen in the firelight.

"Damn crazy bitch!"

Volcano-like anger rose in Scarface's heart.

especially.

Many members of the slave-catching team were looking at him and laughing loudly. His face turned red, and the veins on his neck bulged and throbbed. He dropped the girl in his arms, grabbed the woman's hair with his other hand and pulled her away, still on the ground.

"She is a crazy woman. I wonder if you will be as tough-talking as you are now!" Scarface sneered.

He picked up the shotgun in his hand and pointed the black muzzle at the disheveled woman.

Screams came from the crowd.

Not far away, the leader with a black cross tattoo on his head glanced at Scarface and whistled. It was obvious that he did not take the woman's life seriously. Instead of intending to intervene, he pretended to be watching the show. posture, looking at the girl with lustful eyes.

"Bang!"

In the girl's desperate eyes.

Scarface pulled the trigger and the gun went off, but the bullet did not fire. At the moment when the gunpowder exploded, a white and strong hand grasped the barrel of the gun. The alloy-forged gun body was kneaded into a ball like tissue paper. The fragments generated after the explosion penetrated into Scarface's chest, and blood spurted out. And out.

The air suddenly condensed.

Kalu's expression changed slightly, he raised his head, and when he saw the person coming, he found that he couldn't look away.

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