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Chapter 957, Blood Clan Fighting

Treasure Island, Shannara's Mansion.

The crystal chandelier reflected an amber light. Shannara waved her hand gently, and the skeleton servant pushed open the closed door.

The wealthy merchants who had been so nervous last night were now rushing into the courtyard, talking and laughing.

"I was saying, heroes don't fight easily." The jeweler brushed the snack crumbs off his sleeves. "You came all the way here to attack Treasure Island?"

"That's not what you said last night. You even asked everyone to find a boat to leave the island. Now you're acting like a tough guy." Someone interrupted with a sneer.

The crowd burst into laughter, as if what happened last night had never happened.

After all, if something really happened, they would have called last night.

There is still no news until now, which must be the same as what the fifth elder said, the association stepped in to suppress the conflict between the two sides.

But most people still went to the port together.

See if there are any ships belonging to the Vatican and whether they have been released and allowed to leave.

living room.

The fifth elder of the wood elves stirred the teacup with a silver spoon, making a few crisp clashes. "Is there anything accurate about the Island Master's Mansion?"

Shannella took out her phone, quickly edited a text and sent it out, then said: "The Vatican's fleet has been sunk, Treasure Island is safe."

The battle situation of the ships can be seen through the Emerald Sea Sand Table.

Shannara used her cell phone to keep in touch with the island owner's mansion so that she could receive news from the outside world as soon as possible.

"Sunk it?" The Fifth Elder's eyes narrowed. "Didn't they say that the Association was mediating? Why did they just start a war?"

Shannella said: "The premise of mediation is that both parties are willing to sit at the negotiation table, and obviously the other party is unwilling."

Last night, in order to calm these people down, Shannara announced to the public that the association was mediating the fight between the two sides.

Now that I have said it, I will continue to talk about it in the same way as I said last night.

The Fifth Elder looked a little solemn, and hesitated several times before he slowly said, "Cooperating with Chief Wu Heng seems to be quite risky."

The Wood Elves and Treasure Island had not been working together for long, but things happened one after another.

The relationship with the Holy See has now developed into a direct confrontation.

"Any investment carries certain risks." Shannara stood up at the window, looking outside and said.

The fifth elder raised his eyebrows, "Shannala, your tone right now is like someone from Treasure Island."

"I'm just stating the facts. If the wood elves remain indecisive, their race will only continue to decline." Shannara turned and leaned against the windowsill.

On one side is love, on the other side is race.

Shannara hopes that the two sides will cooperate closely, and even bind the wood elves and Wu Heng together.

The wood elves need a hero to support and secure the race.

Wu Heng needs resources, which are not just money and materials, but more importantly population, land and reputation.

Both sides can get what they need, and Shanara can do better.

The fifth elder pondered for a moment, then said, "Perhaps you are right. I will write a letter to the Council of Elders and send them a complete account of what happened here, and listen to their opinions."

Ding dong~!

As she was talking, Shannella's phone rang and she looked down to check the message.

His eyes lit up slightly.

He raised his head again and said with a smile, "I have to go to the island owner's mansion. You can wait until I bring back accurate information before writing to me."

……

Island owner's house, bathroom.

Warm mist filled the bathroom.

Wu Heng leaned back on the edge of the bathtub, closed his eyes and thought, replaying the battle with the Vatican in his mind.

My current strength is enough to deal with two heroes at the same time on the sea.

I remember that the last time I fought against the previous Pope, I had a very hard time. It can be said that I fought back from a desperate situation.

This time, my combat effectiveness has obviously been greatly improved.

In addition to its own high attributes, it relies heavily on the blessing of [Ze Yin Shu].

Ancient Skills...

Wu Heng opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling, and frowned slightly.

Logically speaking, spells and skills should be continuously optimized and strengthened with the development of the times, but the reality is that those ancient heritages are even more terrifying.

With just one [Ze Yin Shu], he can fight two heroes at sea. What if he has more ancient skills?

"It seems that I need to improve my relationship with that lady." Wu Heng murmured in a low voice.

We should be able to get more information about ancient skills from her.

However, what we should focus on right now is the dynamics of the Vatican and the response of the association.

This ambush at sea almost wiped out the elite jihadists sent by the Holy See, and even the new Pope was killed in their hands.

Are there any heroes in the temple?

Will the god be alarmed by this?
These are all things that you need to pay attention to.

"Fighting heroes shouldn't be a problem, but we still have to be careful about attracting the attention of the gods."

"We still need to speed up the collection of faith."

Only by completing the panel's requirements as quickly as possible can you ensure that you have enough cards to deal with higher-level threats.

As my thoughts flowed, I thought of the dwarf's strange chessboard.

Control a heroic hero and force him to play a game of grid-moving.

This ability is simply incredible.

"This thing, could it be related to the modern world?"

It seems that the popularity of fantasy culture in the modern world was initially driven by a board game.

What’s even more terrifying is that this strange object seems to have self-awareness and can even actively provoke conflicts and forcibly change the rules of the game.

If the elves and dwarves had not used immunity scrolls, their casualties would have been even greater.

The conflict will then be even greater.

Wu Heng took a deep breath, began to gather his thoughts, and sorted out the things he needed to do next.

First, improve your relationship with that lady.

"It's better to let her become my ghost."

Tied to myself, helping me is helping her.

The second point is to pay attention to the headquarters and the Holy See, so that if there is any danger, you will have an idea of ​​it.

The most important thing is the collection of beliefs.

Only when you become strong can you solve the problem fundamentally.

After thinking everything over, Wu Heng stood up from the bathtub. Water droplets slid down his recovered skin, but some signs of incomplete recovery could still be seen.

He picked up the towel, wiped his body, changed into a set of clean clothes, pushed the door and walked out of the bathroom.

……

Living room on the first floor.

It was already full of people.

Xiao Xiaofei was sitting above the coffee table, describing the scene of the battle with the Vatican with great excitement.

"Then the Pope and the religious leader merged together and turned into another person with six wings and golden light all over his body." Xiaoxiao gestured with his hands, imitating the appearance of two people turning into one person.

Several people sitting around in the room exclaimed.

The maids held their skirts tightly, and Xilagui and Shi Yali also stared. "The most frightening thing is the sword!" Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her voice, "It's so big, even bigger than the one the Pope released last time, it came down with a bang."

The many women in the house also widened their eyes, as if they really saw a giant sword falling from above their heads.

Last night, if you were not resting in your room and looked towards the fighting area, you could also see the golden light rising into the sky.

Then, he continued to tell the story with exaggeration.

Cong Wuheng defeated the six-winged golden man, then killed the Pope and chased after the religious heroes.

She didn't see a large part of the scene, after all, she had returned to Wu Heng's body for a while, but she heard a lot from Granda, plus some of her own ideas.

"Master, are you riding 'Shinny' to chase after the religious hero?" Catwoman Robe's eyes sparkled.

"Of course!" Xiao Xiao said proudly, "With our help, uncle can be killed without a single piece of armor left. If the heroes from the association hadn't come later, they would have been able to kill the religious hero as well."

"Wow! The master is amazing." The maids exclaimed, and then seeing Xiaoxiao's expectant eyes, they added, "Xiaoxiao is amazing too."

"Hehe, it's okay..." Xiaoxiao smiled happily.

Compared to the maids who were cheering excitedly.

Shannara, Xilagui and Shi Yali, who were standing by, all had their eyes wide open and have not yet come to their senses.

Wu Heng killed another Pope, and then chased the religious leader and hacked him all the way.

If the association’s fleet hadn’t come, the religious leader would have been left behind as well.

Has Wu Heng become this powerful now?

One person was able to destroy the entire fleet of the Temple, kill one hero and drive away another.

God!

Even in the story of the hero's selection, this kind of content has never appeared.

After a brief moment of surprise, Shannara was the first to smile.

When I get back later, I want to see what expressions the five elders have.

At this time, footsteps were heard coming from the stairs.

Everyone turned around and saw Wu Heng walking down slowly, with moisture still on the ends of his hair.

"Master!" The maids rushed forward.

"Well, good boy!" Wu Heng patted the heads of several people, then looked at the others below, "Everyone, why are you here so quickly!"

As soon as he came back, Wu Heng asked Minnie to notify everyone to come over.

One is to report safety, and the second is to explain what happens next.

Shannella asked, "Listen Xiaoxiao, you are injured."

"It's just some minor injuries, but it's almost healed." Wu Heng sat down on the sofa and Minnie brought him a cup of tea.

Xiao Xiao immediately came over and said, "Uncle, testify! Philippa insisted that I was bragging!"

Philippa said, "Xiaoxiao, you have a skill. You sank more than 20 ships at once. I have been a captain for so many years, but I have never heard of such a powerful skill."

Wu Heng smiled and said, "Newly learned, after reaching the hero level, the skills will be more exaggerated."

Xiao Xiao said to Philippa, as if he was telling her he was not lying to her, “You are not a hero, of course you don’t know.”

"Besides, there's nothing to brag about. I'll be as good as you in the future." Philippa turned her head away unwillingly.

Tiny made a face at Philippa and flew over to Minnie.

Shannella clapped her hands lightly and looked at Wu Heng. "You gathered us here. Is there something going on?"

"Yes, there are some things." Wu Heng put down the teacup.

"First, lift martial law on Treasure Island, and resume shipping and trade. Second, publish the latest newspaper tomorrow, reporting the defeat of the Vatican's troops, the killing of the new Pope by me, and the escape of the religious leader. Wei'er, you will handle this."

Andvier's fox ears moved slightly, and she whispered, "Master, will it cause you trouble if the newspaper directly publishes these?"

"Since we have already broken off relations, we should try our best to increase our influence," Wu Heng said directly.

In fact, his idea is very simple, which is to increase his influence.

Only by doing something incredible can you gather more faith.

"I understand. I'll arrange it this afternoon." Andvier nodded immediately.

"Third point." Wu Heng looked at Shannella, "You are still responsible for the affairs of the churches in various places. Arrange them as soon as possible. Don't be stingy with the money. Spend it as it should be spent."

Over there among the wood elves, several churches are being built.

Calculating the time, it should be almost there.

After all, the buildings are ready-made, and the main thing is some decoration work.

Shannella nodded, "I'll prepare as soon as I get back, and try to do it as quickly as possible."

Wu Heng continued, "McIntosh! Arrange people to strengthen the gathering of information on the island, and prepare to form an intelligence organization around the Emerald Sea."

"Okay!" McIntosh nodded.

"That's all I want to say. The most important thing is to tell you that I'm fine and Treasure Island will be fine." Wu Heng smiled again.

The rest of the people also had smiles on their faces.

Andvielle continued, "By the way, Master, the flag bearer is still in prison, and he kept saying that you can't win."

Wu Heng suddenly remembered this and said, "Xilagui, when you return, write a letter to our headquarters and tell them that this flag bearer is not suitable for the job at Treasure Island and transfer him back. I have already told Chief Claudio about this in advance."

Xi Lagui finally waited for her task and nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll write it when I get back."

"Okay, that's it. Let's prepare for the banquet in the evening and come over for dinner when you're done." Wu Heng said with a smile.

"Great! We can eat again." Robe cheered.

Philippa said, "Can I bring my mother? Let's have something nice too."

"Row!"

After the tasks were explained, everyone went about their own business according to their assigned tasks.

Wu Heng took Xiao Xiao upstairs with him, called the other two ghosts who were chatting, opened the door and walked in.

……

Blood clan, the royal capital.

The click of Lilith's boot heels on the obsidian floor echoed in the empty hall.

The light from the stone wall lamps on both sides stretched the shadows all the way to the throne in front.

On the high platform, the man leaned lazily on the scarlet throne, his dark red robe falling like a bloody waterfall, his fingertips tapping lightly on the armrests, overlapping with Lilith's footsteps.

"You came back earlier than I expected." The man's voice was as rough as gravel. "Should I be relieved or disappointed?"

Lilith stopped in front of the steps, the light from the light stone shining on her face.

"Since you've managed to escape, why would you come back to die?" Lilith's tone was as calm as ever.

The figure on the throne leaned forward slightly, and the bloodshot eyes that looked over were like the eyes of a devil from hell spying on the world, filled with hatred, resentment, and excitement of upcoming revenge.

"Seeking death? I don't think so." The man sneered, and raised his hand to hold up seven clan emblems in the air with blood-red threads. "Guess which hand they signed the letter of allegiance with?"

Lilith snorted coldly, the corners of her robe moved without wind, and blood blades condensed into a ring of thorns behind her, which suddenly shot out!
"Ha~! Have you forgotten who taught you this trick..." The man wanted to say something, but his mouth disappeared the next second.

Then he recovered quickly and shot out the same bloody blades towards him.

The stained glass exploded, and two figures entangled in the night sky.

Lilith's bat wings tore through the thick fog, but were pierced by the scarlet scepter in the next second.

Countless blood spikes burst out from her body.

The man stroked the beating heart on top of the scepter and sighed softly: "After so many years, you really haven't made much progress..."

The scepter suddenly twisted and deformed, turning into a bloody snake that wrapped around his neck.

In the mist, Lilith's body began to reorganize, and blood kept dripping.

(End of this chapter)