Mage Joan

Qiao An nodded thoughtfully, and then asked Roland: "Your Majesty, you already have a divine sword in your hand, can you still use this black axe?"

"I really don't use it myself, and the evil artifact is not suitable for giving to relatives and friends. It's better to plug it into the cloud network hub, which can be used as fuel to support the stable operation of the cloud network and expand the territory.

This is the second time Roland mentioned the term "cloud network hub". If Qiao An guessed correctly, this should be the core device of the entire cloud network, like the boiler of the magic steam engine. In order to maintain the cloud network operation, it must be reported regularly. Add fuel to the "furnace".

The energy of the magic steam engine is the magic crystal, and what is the energy of the cloud network hub?

Listening to the implication of the emperor's majesty, it seems that both the "source of divine power" and divine tools can be stuffed into the hearth of the cloud network hub as fuel.

Wouldn’t it be too wasteful to burn a good artifact?

These questions linger in his mind, but it involves the core secrets of the cloud network, and he is not as embarrassed to ask His Majesty for advice.

While hesitating, Roland handed over the last trophy.

"Dr. Vader, this is a'Legendary Gorgeous Belt'. All attributes have been increased by 12 points. I already have the same belt, and this one from Tracy is yours."

Qiao An was not polite with him, took the belt and put it away.

"Your Majesty, the corpse of the evil **** Teresis has high scientific research value, how do we divide it?"

Roland waved his hand happily: "You take it and study it first. After you use it up, pack the rest and send it to me, stuff it into the hearth of the cloud network hub for firewood! Hurry up, let's go back to Shizhu Town and take a look over there. Is the battle over yet."

Qiao An nodded, first took the body of the Cthulhu into the half plane of the star realm, then cast the "transport technique", and returned to Shizhu Town with His Majesty the Emperor.

…

The fighting lasted from mid-afternoon to late night, and it had come to an end.

The Shizhu Town garrison switched from defensive to offensive, dividing the enemies that were still resisting in the negative corner into small groups, encircling them, and annihilating them one by one.

The gunshots in the field gradually became thinner, and the giant eagles and "wing cavalry" hovering in the air also stopped bombing and switched to cruise mode, searching for fleeing enemies.

On the battlefield on the west side of the town, the lord of Winterhold Trim realized that something was wrong from the moment he noticed that the ice giant was out of control, and quickly ordered a retreat, leading the remaining white dragons and frost giants to flee the battlefield.

Benedict Laval, who served the "wine of immortality" and transformed it into a "death knight", saw the Winterhold side withdraw from the battle, the conquest of the cult was defeated, and the remaining cultists had to surrender and flee, "destroyed." "Muzhe" was on the battlefield, and it was hard to undo the destructive ending, so he rode a nightmare horse and left alone, no one knew his whereabouts.

Near the entrance of the town, in a sparse forest shrouded in night and smoke, a frantic roar suddenly came out.

"Oh! Damn! The cunning Sharman has slipped away!"

"It's all because Scala was not careful and let Sharman go!"

"Scala did not deliberately let Sharman away! Scala wanted to catch Sharman and send it to Brother Qiao'an for disposal!"

"Brother Qiao'an is gone! Sharman ran away too! Scala is so angry!"

"Sharman bit Scala with the poisonous snake in his hand, and Scala screamed in fright!"

"Then the despicable Sharman turned into a cloud of steam, and took the opportunity to slip away from Scala's mouth!"

"Sharman is too cunning! Next time you catch him, you must bite to death!"

"Nine mouths bite together, it's so decided!"

"Cunning Sharman, get out, you can't escape!"

…

In the woods, a female troll with an unusually large body came, swaying like a drunk, and running rampant, breaking a row of trees in the way where it passed.

This monster has nine noisy big heads on its neck, and nine pairs of eyes are looking around, trying to find the traces of the fugitive.

Not far behind the nine trolls, in the dark corner of the bushes, there is a cloud of human-shaped steam suspended between the branches and leaves, and it is sneaking at the pursuer.

"Huh! Stupid troll, just because you want to catch Laozi, go and eat!"

Sharman, the "snake hand" who used the "vaporized form" to escape Scala's control, was secretly proud.

"My Sharman has no other abilities. I only have a hard time. I am as strong as a cockroach. I can struggle to survive no matter what the harsh environment!"

"A rare talent like me can definitely survive to the finale of the book if it is placed in a novel to play a negative role!"

Sharman secretly calculated that after Scala left, he would use the "Mantra of Return" to escape back to the headquarters of the Order in the Noose Forest and seek refuge from the Pope.

At this time, Scala, who was drifting away, suddenly burst into tears.

"Brother Qiao'an! Brother Qiao'an, where are you?"

"Woohoo~ Scala accidentally lost Sharman, help Scala get him back!"

…

"Hey... stupid big guy! Do you dare to be a little stupid?" Sharman heard the cry of the incompetence of the nine trolls from a distance, and couldn't help but sneer. Come to help you catch Lao Tzu? It's just a dream, it's ridiculous... Huh? No-yes-right?!"

I don't know if it was a coincidence or Scala's call really reached Qiao An's ears, and a teleporting beam suddenly rose in the forest, and the figure of the young mage emerged.

Seeing this, Sharman was so scared that his soul was about to fly, and he drifted into the depths of the woods in a hurry.

Helplessly, the movement speed of the vaporized form was too slow. Before he could hide it, Qiao An completed the teleportation. He turned around and waved a green light curtain to this side, using the "dispelling technique" to dispel the "vaporized form", forcing Sharman to appear on the spot. , The body was tightly jammed by the dense shrub branches.

Sharman suddenly sweated on his head, desperately breaking free of the branches that were in the way, and just about to cast a spell to teleport, he suddenly felt tight on the back of his neck, and his body was suspended involuntarily.

Looking hard to turn his head, Scala carried his neck with one hand, as if lifting a rabbit, nine heads looked down at the same time, and the fierce expression scared Sharman almost peeed his pants on the spot.

"Haha! Cunning Sharman, I caught you!"

"Idiot! Don't talk nonsense and kill me!"

"I really want to bite you, but I have to ask Qiao'an first."

Scala shook the captive in his hand.

Qiao An walked towards this side, with the help of "mythical warning", at a glance, he could see through the essence of Sharman's lust.

Too lazy to talk nonsense with this clown, raise his hand to hold Sharman's forehead, and perform the 7-ring "Dream Catcher" face to face.

"You, what do you want to do? I warn you not to mess around!"

Sharman also wanted to struggle to resist. He was helplessly pinched by Scala's powerful hands, unable to move, and his own willpower couldn't resist the powerful mana of the young mage opposite. He only felt confused for a while, and then lost consciousness. Falling into a lethargy.