Chapter 1057 1055 The Birdman Descended From the Sky, Bringing News of the Dusk's Defeat. Wow, This Is a Good Omen!
Chapter 1057 1055. The birdman descended from the sky, bringing news of defeat at dusk, croak, what a good omen!
When Wam saw the Transian dragoons entering the battlefield for the first time, he was so happy that it was a wonderful idea to combine the soul of the violent warrior with the steel that was not afraid of life and death.
No one knows what kind of wonderful thinking went through Vam's muscular head to come to this conclusion, but the most outstanding feature of the Berserker and his servants is their super execution ability. According to Xiao According to the mummy, almost on the third day after the Black Disaster in Transia ended, a group of berserker priests from Ice Bay secretly arrived in Xiko City.
Although it is in name only learning, these barbarians regard it as a test of faith to characterize this action.
After all, for the barbarians, the learning process is always full of all kinds of indescribable "sufferings". Without sufficient blessing of faith, even the most devout Berserker priests will have difficulty completing the learning process smoothly.
To be honest, they would rather carry a sword and charge at thousands of enemies than actually sit down and sit in the classroom and listen to the undead dryly describing the working principle of the wetware core.
It was actually quite interesting to watch these big muscular guys get together and discuss various issues on the handouts with each other in a physical way. Unfortunately, Murphy didn't have much time to stay in Xiko City to watch the idiots discuss mechanical issues.
He and the little mummy agreed on a departure time, and after asking Nefertari some questions about the traditions and etiquette of previous pharaohs celebrating their birthdays, he returned to the Scarlet Castle at noon.
As a result, as soon as he flew to the junction of the Under Armor Hills and the Earldom of Cadman, Murphy saw a strange golden flash dancing deep in the hills, which made him immediately stop flapping his wings in the air and close them again. He closed his eyes and switched to the perspective of the blood-eating vulture, intending to see what happened over there.
That direction should be the wasteland area where Quetzalcoatl's Sun Temple is located.
It is said to be a temple, but it is actually a pyramid imitating the Aztec style. Princess Chuchut provided the drawings and was built by the Brotherhood of Masons. However, because Transia has recently built a factory area on the Anderma Hills, As a result, the construction progress of the pyramid was delayed.
But it is also close to the limit at this time.
Princess Chuchut of the New World and a group of new players she recruited in Transia who are willing to walk the "Path of the Sun" use that as their activity area. Although Sister Kurkan has given the "authorization", Murphy plans to use "Sun Warrior" as a new profession developed in the next version, so the current Quetzalcoatl Pyramid only has the inheritance of shamanism.
This career type, which uses most of its abilities for auxiliary purposes, is in the minority among the players. Therefore, the pyramid is far less lively than other areas. Except for some fishing guys running around, no one else goes to that desolate place. However, Princess Chuqiut is a very discerning person, and I don’t know if she has “advice from an expert.” In short, the location of her pyramid is unknown, and it happens to be located near the planned industrial area in the Under Armor Hills.
As long as there is prosperity there, the unfinished Quetzalcoatl Pyramid will immediately become a feng shui treasure for missionary work.
However, when Reifno flew high in the sky at several times the speed of sound to the area where the golden light flashed, Murphy saw something incredible while sharing his bird's-eye view.
Several "Birdmen" are attacking their own players!
They flapped their white wings and flew around in the air, and shot at the ground with burning arrows. They chased a group of players who were practicing shamanism all over the ground, crying for their fathers and mothers, looking for a hiding place. .
The main reason why they were beaten so badly was that these guys were all newbies. They had no fighting ability at all, let alone this kind of air combat. Of course, there were brave guys shooting into the sky with guns, but those birdmen moved very quickly, and the bullets It's impossible to capture their movement trajectories, let alone precise strikes.
"Good guy! Although I don't know where these birdmen came from, they actually dare to humiliate my warriors like this on the land of Transia? Do you really think that I, Murphy, am a soft persimmon?"
Seeing how miserable his players were being bullied, Murphy felt angry and rushed forward.
The huge blood wings like dragon wings flapped, causing him to turn into a blood arrow that flew off the string and headed towards the accident area. On the other side of the unfinished pyramid, several strong sky warriors wearing traditional Aztec costumes appeared. He also looked angry.
Under the orders of King Osiris's captain of the guard, the powerful and pure warriors vowed to destroy the "illegal buildings" used to blaspheme Quetzalcoatl on this strange land!
Well, this is actually a misunderstanding.
The main reason is that this is the first time that the Stonemasons Brotherhood has undertaken the construction of such an "extraterritorial building" and they don't quite understand the Aztec tradition.
Before the Quetzalcoatl's Golden Throne on the top of the pyramid was completed, the fire of the sun was ignited in advance. This obviously did not comply with the ancient rules of the Quetzalcoatl Temple. However, Chuchut also had a carefree temperament, so she thought it was nothing. Anyway, no one in the Old World would notice anything wrong with it.
However, for a true fanatical believer, doing anything outside the ritual is blasphemy!
The most important thing is that this temple that does not follow the rules not only has serious problems with its rituals, but there is no official Quetzalcoatl priest presiding over it, only a group of foreigners who practice the way of the sun.
The Aztecs who were going through the war had seen too many ugly faces of the White Devil stealing divine power on the Holy Spirit Plain. They obviously had a bit of PTSD in this regard. They would see that a group of guys without formal inheritance could actually use the power of Quetzalcoatl. , and in addition, this is the Old Continent, the hometown of the White Devil, so it is normal to have some bad and random associations.
The Aztecs didn't do everything right. They just wanted to arrest these foreigners and interrogate them. However, how could the players suffer a loss?
At the same time as the opponent launched an attack, the players fought back. A long-haired, muscular sister who was lying on the top of the temple with her wings folded, struggling to get up, was the first "victim" of this conflict.
She was hit head-on by an Iron Fist missile, and the roots of her wings were broken.
It hurts so much that it's miserable.
When Murphy entered the conflict zone, several players with weak legs and feet had been tied up with special ropes by the Aztec Sky Warriors. They screamed loudly, causing the newbies on the ground to rush over. After dealing with these powerful "elite monsters", he didn't know that his most powerful support was already above his head.
"Let go of my warrior!"
Amidst the fierce scolding, blood bloomed from the top of his head.
The Sky Warrior, who was carrying the "captive" and preparing to evacuate, was caught off guard by Murphy's "shameless sneak attack" and hit both wings. He was about to fight back immediately, but the Governor, who was full of aggression, was ruffled by a set of blade storm blows. Flying, screaming and falling to the ground.
As for Mengxin, seeing the handsome Mr. Murphy emerge to support them, they immediately started making noises.
Their legs were no longer weak, and their waists were no longer sore. They jumped out of their hiding places with great force and began to shoot African marksmanship into the sky with their firearms in a "faithful shooting" manner to assist their NPCs.
The sky warriors were united and immediately besieged Murphy, but the sun fire arrows they shot and the various burning powers they threw were of no use to Murphy. A Sun Knife given by Quetzalcoatl in hand was enough to kill Murphy. Immune to these fire attacks.
But the Aztec warriors on the opposite side were not immune to Necessary Evil's swift piercing.
After more than a dozen rounds, except for the captain of King Osiris's bodyguard, all the other sky warriors were shot down and then swarmed up by the young players waiting on the ground and tied up in a very inelegant manner.
Tsk tsk, the craftsmanship of this tortoise shell binding is really authentic! It seems that there is indeed talent hidden among the newbies.
When Princess Chuqiut, who had been late to receive the news, jumped down from the vulture, she saw Murphy and the captain of the guard frantically fighting swords in the air like two constantly colliding streams of light. The other party was obviously a skilled martial artist. A master who can keep up with Murphy's super speed and can occasionally counterattack with two swords.
"Ouch! Stop fighting! We are all our own!"
Chuchute was so anxious that he jumped on the ground and shouted to the sky.
The player next to him saw that the corners of his professional instructor's mouth were still stained with red oil after eating the cold meat buns, and he immediately handed over the handkerchief with a wink.
After the captain of the guard in the sky saw the appearance of Princess Chuchut in local clothes, he immediately used a swift blazing sun strike to push back Murphy, then folded his wings and fell towards the ground, holding an Aztec-style obsidian blade. The guard was beside the princess, looking at the vampire in front of him under the shadow cloak with a cautious and fearful look.
What a hell!
As a gold player, I couldn't defeat this strange silver player within a hundred moves.
"Your Highness Chuchut, perhaps you should explain why your people suddenly appeared in Transia and attacked my warriors rudely!"
Murphy flapped his wings and landed on the ground.
He also looked at the tall sky warrior next to Chuchut with a vigilant look.
What a hell!
As a wall-hanging player, he used all his methods, except for activating the star realm acceleration. However, he still failed to break through the defense of this strange golden man within a hundred moves. This guy's fighting power is definitely not as good as Lord Paying or Old Edward, but at least he is on the same level as Old Finock and Palano.
The Aztec Kingdom is really an extraterritorial hegemony. Is it this level to just send someone here to find its own princess?
What I know is that you came here to look for the princess, but what I don’t know is that you are planning to raise the flag on the old continent and go on a sunset expedition.
"I don't know either!"
Facing Murphy's inquiry, Chuchut, who had just enjoyed a delicious lunch at a stall in Stromgarde, also looked confused. She had no idea why one of her father's captains of guards would cross half the world at this time. Suddenly appeared in Transia.
But for her father to send a loyal and brave captain of the guard to come to her, something must have happened in the country, so Chuchut immediately had a conversation with the captain of the guard, who had healthy wheat-colored skin and broad wings.
Murphy strained his ears to eavesdrop.
After hearing that the Aztecs had exhausted all their troops and had made some achievements in assisting the Ganots in driving out the invaders from the Holy Spirit Plains, Murphy's eyes suddenly flashed with joy.
Although I don't know much about the political system in the New World, Dusk is definitely behind this so-called "New Federal Republic". I heard that these losers were beaten up by the Aztecs, and Dusk seemed to be showing signs of abandoning them and running away. , this is definitely the best news Murphy heard today.
"The legacy of the Craftsman God cannot be used? Sure enough, my worries have come true! What happened in the Songhai Empire and the Old Continent has also happened again in our country."
Chuchut's expression immediately became serious, and she explained to the guard in front of her:
"I do know some inside information about this matter. I also participated in the defense war of Port Shardo. I heard the oracle of the Creator, that is, our craftsman god. He has sent down a trial to the whole world. Anyone who can restart the relics that have stopped working will have control and ownership of the relics.
Don't worry!
This is not a sign of disaster, but the arrival of a new era instructed by the gods."
Hearing the princess say this, the sturdy guard's serious expression immediately relaxed, as if this explanation perfectly dissipated the pressure in his heart.
This made Murphy have a deeper understanding of the characteristics of the Aztecs that Chuchut had described to him.
The people of this country are very good at fighting and are also very superstitious. They are similar to the situation of the Songhai people, but compared with the Songhai people who have the enterprising spirit of actively studying the Creator's technology for more than a thousand years, the Aztecs are obviously the kind of prodigal sons with a wealthy family.
However, his "birthplace" is near the Great Forest of the Heart of the World, which is an incomparable advantage. After all, having a good birth is also a very technical thing!
Under Qiuqiut's serious request, the sturdy guard folded his wings, strode to Murphy, and apologized to him very humbly:
"I'm sorry, your Excellency the local governor, my subordinates and I are all devout believers of Quetzalcoatl. We can't tolerate any ceremony that is not carried out according to the temple rituals. In addition, we have seen many scenes of white devils stealing divine power to do evil in our hometown, and this unnecessary conflict occurred when we were not careful.
Please forgive our recklessness with your followers. We will make up for the losses caused by our attack with our own hands.
Her Royal Highness asked us to stay here and assist you. We are happy to complete the construction of the Quetzalcoatl Temple as our atonement."
"You did not offend me, sir. As everyone knows, I am a broad-minded ruler, so you don't have to apologize to me. What you should do is to win the forgiveness of my warriors."
Murphy put his hands behind his back and said in a gentle tone in the crowd of confused little players:
"As you can see, my warriors are devout followers of the power of Quetzalcoatl, but Princess Chuchut herself is not good at the Aztec martial arts philosophy and the skillful use of the true fire of the sun, so can I ask you to Served as a martial arts instructor in the temple, so as to better spread the power and majesty of Quetzalcoatl.
To be honest, Lord Kulkan has promised to spread the heritage of the Sun Warriors in Transia, but we really lack qualified believers and instructors. "
"Well, Princess Qiuqiute is indeed not good at martial arts."
The loyal and brave guard captain said embarrassedly:
"But our princess has a heart of truth, goodness and beauty, and I think this is enough to make up for her lack of strength! As servants of Her Highness, we are also willing to assist Her Highness in spreading the majesty of the gods.
However, I just heard from Her Highness I heard that she will go with you to the Songhai Empire to celebrate the birthday of the Pharaoh, and the Songhai Empire is facing the Trial of the God of Craftsman just like us.
I hope to follow Her Royal Highness the Princess to the desert country.
My Majesty asked me to bring back the solution to the Trial of the God of Craftsmanship so that we can better protect the sacred forest. This is the most glorious mission of the Aztecs, so please allow me this abrupt request. "
"Of course, I am happy to bring guests from outside the domain."
Murphy was eager to have such a powerful guy with him, so that if something really happened in the Songhai Empire, he would have more available power.
He told this news to his players. After hearing that these elite NPCs who were very capable were actually "martial arts instructors" refreshed by the plot, and were responsible for teaching the high-level profession of "Sun Warrior" that sounded very cool to the players, the warriors who were angry about being attacked just now immediately changed their faces.
They enthusiastically gathered around this group of foreign warriors, saying all kinds of flattering words to try to win their favor, which made it difficult for a group of simple Aztec warriors to accept it for a while.
No!
You didn't look like this when you took out the Iron Fist missiles and shouted to attack us just now!
Do you Transians have two faces?
"Sorry, Murphy, people in my hometown are like this, impulsive and superstitious, but please believe me, they are all good people who respect the gods and have no malice."
Qicute stepped forward to apologize to Murphy embarrassedly. The governor shook his head and didn't take it to heart. Instead, he was relieved because he had a few more professional mentors, but he also had a problem hidden in his heart.
Murphy looked at the exaggerated, beautiful and majestic white wings of the sky warriors, then turned back to look at the bald Qiuqiut behind him, and hesitantly said:
"You are also from the royal family of the Sky Clan, why don't you have wings? Look how handsome it is."
"Well, members of the Osiris family don't have wings."
Qiuqiut shrugged and said helplessly:
"The legend over there says that the Earth Clan is the guardian molded by the God of Craftsmanship with the purest clay, the Fiery Clan originated from the sparks splashed from the furnace of the God of Craftsmanship forging the world, and the God of Craftsmanship Clan is a loyal servant who assists the God of Craftsmanship, and only the Sky Clan is the most favored by the God of Craftsmanship.
In order to bless the Sky Clan with flying, the God of Craftsman sent our ancestors into his forge and used supreme skills to weave majestic wings for us.
However, the benevolent God of Craftsman did not want the Sky Clan to forget where they came from when they were controlling the sky, so he did not bless the king of the Sky Clan with wings, reminding the Sky Clan not to be arrogant, and not to give up the mother earth who nurtured us.
There are similar records in the Book of Genesis in the Quetzalcoatl Temple.
Therefore, although we have no wings, we are still the only king of the Sky Clan and even the Aztecs. "
"Did the Creator create the Sky Clan in His forge?"
Murphy blinked, he looked at the sturdy warrior leader and his wings, and after listening to the Aztec creation myth described by Chuchut, a bold idea took shape in his mind. These Aztecs with extremely exaggerated physical fitness.
Could they be a group of artificial people?