(I won't tell you that I went to the fields to harvest rice yesterday. The last harvest will be all over again, and we will be gloriously becoming the proletariat. Haha, the deep love and the deep responsibility. In fact, I have forgotten many plot frameworks that I had previously conceived. After writing, I have to often look back on the words I wrote before and read the materials again.

Now I can only finish the Kingdom of Athens and then give up the Queen of the Gods. Futu’s renewal of integrity is not enough, but until now I write the book, I still dare to pat my chest and say that the words we wrote are worthy of ourselves and you. Whether it is the eunuch’s “Dark Judgment” or the “Summoning Total War” that is now about to finish, the words written by Futu are racking their brains and huā coded bit by bit, without being shoddy, nor are they pouring water for no reason to make money.

Not now, not in the future.

This book has 824 hours of subscription and 28,000 collections. If it is to make money by injecting water, I can get five or six thousand yuan a month, but I can't write that kind of book. I can't even read the words I don't have to hold on to. The plot background is too big. I originally wanted to write the ultimate development of a magical civilization, but now I can only write about the establishment of the empire and it's over.

You can curse and vent, but please recall the feelings this book brings to you, whether it is passionate, refreshing, or even depressed, frustrated, cursed, and wish you could blow the headshot of the Buddha. However, after all, we once shouted the name of Sparta, fought with so many great masters of Qidian, and won the third place in the new book monthly tickets, and once collected 8,000 and were on the recommended list, and once fought to the top 30 of the monthly tickets!

If you still remember one of them, please don’t harm the innocent. If you have anything to scold, just come to me.

Thanks.)

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"shoot!"

Amid the sound of bows and arrows, the outer row of mercenaries fell down, and the mercenaries who reacted also took out powerful crossbows and fought back against the people and robbers outside. These mercenaries from the Kingdom of Athens were well-equipped. As long as they registered their identities in the mercenary union and then registered the Athenian military headquarters, they could pay a certain amount of gold coins to buy some military crossbows from the military headquarters.

However, such power is limited to large mercenaries and trade caravans that will contact other races.

The situation in the entire continent is now quite chaotic. You can often encounter robbers of other races in the wild, so the Kingdom of Athens itself has no intention of controlling weapons. Instead, it has opened up some military weapons to some civilian armed forces.

The range of military crossbows is 100 meters, and some alchemists have improved it into three consecutive shots. Although the filling is slow, the explosive power is still very strong in the moment.

Especially in this joint caravan, there were actually twenty or thirty powerful crossbows, and the centaur robbers outside the chariot array suffered heavy losses. The dense offensive slowed down. But soon, they rushed down under the urging of a strong centaur warrior. The several meters high chariot array slightly blocked their pace, but the centaur's jumping ability was good, and many male centaur warriors who were in close combat had already rushed into it.

"Give it to you!" The strong mercenary commander handed a long sword to Murphy and said in a deep voice: "No one can protect you now. If you want to survive, it depends on yourself."

Murphy reached out to take the sword he handed over, smiled and said, "Don't worry! They can't kill me."

After saying that, he raised his hand and recited a spell silently, and then a fireball as big as a basketball appeared in his palm. In the slightly dumbfounded gaze of the mercenary commander, he threw it among the centaur warriors.

Rumble!

The power of the third-level arcane [Fireball] is like a rocket. All the centaurs in the explosion center die on the spot, and those affected by the surroundings are either dead or injured! As a third-level genuine attack spell, the power of [Fireball] is comparable to [Lightning]. Fireball has additional explosion damage and burn damage, while Lightning will jump and automatically attack the adjacent conductive target.

"Magic!..."

The mercenaries were also startled by the sudden explosion, but then they cheered and their morale increased greatly!

The mages of Athens Academy still have some understanding. These mercenaries know the most about how strong they are. Because after the first batch of magic apprentices in Athens Academy graduated, many of them changed their positions and became combat mages of non-academic factions! Since they are combat mages, it is impossible to always do research in the academy.

Some of these mages joined the mercenary union to train themselves, while some directly entered the military organization.

In the more than a year since Murphy left, the number of human mages in the southern plains has increased dramatically. With a population of nearly 10 million, more than 3,000 apprentices who awaken magical talents have gradually been born, which even led to the need to expand the Athenian Academy again. The progress of this talent awakening is still increasing. A new batch of magical apprentices recruited by Athens is spread all over the country, and even the mage students of the semi-elves race have been included. It is expected that the scale of more than 5,000 people will be reached next year.

In this way, the originally mysterious mages began to appear frequently in the eyes of humans.

As long as they obtain the qualification of a magician, they will automatically have the lowest level of lord status, and are born to be one level higher than others. The progress of their promotion of rank after serving the kingdom is faster than others.

This also led to a wave of worship of magicians, and more and more people were eager to awaken the magician's talents.

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"Is this?" Murphy frowned and couldn't help but look at the riotous centaurs. He didn't know much about centaurs, but he still had some understanding of their characteristics. The centaurs in front of him were a little different from what he remembered, but he couldn't say what was the difference. However, when a singing voice came from the group of centaurs, and then a lightning flash appeared, he finally remembered what was the difference!

"Is it the Storm Priest!?"

A trace of murderous intent appeared in Murphy's eyes. With a wave of his hand, a mist-swept figure appeared beside him.

He pointed to the centaurs and said coldly: "Kill them all!"

The figure of Miaoman, who was shrouded in smoke, nodded respectfully, then rushed into the group of centaurs, and she gently opened her mouth. An invisible sound wave appeared among the group of centaurs. Then the centaur priest who was casting magic directly reversed the magic power and exploded into a mass of flesh and blood. The centaur warriors who were hit by ultrasound also fell to the ground with blood and blood.

Hundreds of centaur warriors died dramatically.

There was dead silence around!

The group of mercenaries looked at Murphy with awe and fear, and even the mercenary commander who had just handed him a long sword looked completely stunned.

"You!...Who are you?" said the strong man Zhan Zhanlili.

Murphy showed a smile and looked down at the group of fearful human mercenaries in front of him, and said softly: "You are all for my people!"

After saying that, his figure floated up in the air and disappeared into the night sky with the misty figure!

The strong mercenary commander was stunned for a while, then he seemed to remember something and shouted excitedly: "It's my king! It's His Highness Murphy!"

"His Royal Highness is back!"

The mercenaries were stunned at first, and then cheered.

Because they knew one thing, that is, the once invincible king of Athens, the commander of the Spartans, the guide and pioneer of humanity!

Already back.

After more than a year of mysterious disappearance, the king has returned!

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"I felt the abyss in this plane. It seemed to be the demon legion of the 18th abyss." The graceful figure gradually revealed the appearance of harming the country and the people. She bent down humbly at Murphy and asked, "Master, where should we go now?"

She had noticed one thing, that is, this man seemed to have a very remarkable identity in his own plane!

"Go to the grassland first, I need to deal with some things myself!" Murphy snapped his fingers, and a violent elemental fluctuation suddenly came from the air. Then a huge void tunnel was opened, and then a head as big as a locomotive was stuck out, followed by the second, third, and fourth, and more and more heads were stretched out. Finally, the huge figure of the mud Hydra also crawled out.

"This!...is this the Abyss Hydra?" Queen Akasha of pain showed a look of shock and murmured: "Aren't they already extinct in the steam swamp?"

"No? It doesn't have much abyss breath on it?"

Soon, Ms. Pain discovered the difference between the Hydra in front of her and the Abyss Hydra, because the chaotic aura of the two is essentially different.

The Million Hydra looks to have recovered well over the past year. Not only has nine heads grown, but the largest head is also one size bigger than before. However, it seems that after Murphy left, because no one could command it, its life was a little too moist, because Murphy found that this guy was much fatter than before, and the body under the nine heads was slightly bloated!

A huge lake in the lower reaches of the Nidolia River is completely occupied by it, with no powerful species that competes for food, and no natural enemies that threaten itself. The hydra now eats and sleeps every day. If it weren't for the other eight heads that would always fight with it, I'm afraid it would be more than just bloated. This guy has gained at least thirty tons, and his current weight is definitely about 200 tons!

"Sher!..."

The hydrazon that had just appeared from the void passage seemed to have not woken up yet, and was a little confused. He was summoned here in a daze and wanted to get angry. However, after feeling the breath of Murphy beside him, it was immediately frightened and crawled on the ground with a clever mind.

It's really clear what its owner is.

Once, I saw it too idle, so I asked it to pull a huge iron plow to reclaim the river. Is there a ninth-level quasi-epic war monster in this world to dig the river?

have.

That person is Murphy.

When I think of this, Hydra feels that that period is the most tragic day of my life!


Chapter completed!