Witch Monastery

Hawthorne stood beside him, smiling as he accompanied him on the tour. He then said with emotion, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that you had the power to erect a tall building here from the flat ground."

Hawthorne said modestly: "It's nothing to mention. In comparison, I admire your strategy and courage more."

When hunting the six-armed snake demon on the moon ship, Anastasia told him the whole story: Lyra Silverhand felt that the material world must not be polluted by the Lord of the Abyss any more, and that the Lord of the Abyss must be eliminated as quickly as possible. Then, as a middleman, she helped Lyra contact Wang Du. The two sides reviewed the current situation, and then came up with this plan of taking advantage of the situation.

Wang Du deliberately spread the confidential information and created an illusion of "incompetence" to make Ocas think that this was a good time to attack - this was the first bait.

Later, during the battle, Orcus mistakenly believed that he had defeated the Pala army at a disadvantage by force of his own strength, and the Moon Ship had to take the initiative to show up in order to save the situation - but in fact, the purpose of the second bait was to lure out Orcus.

This guy was really fooled, and after that, the long-lurking Leila Silverhand suddenly attacked, and with the power of the Moon Goddess, she dealt a fatal blow to the Lord of the Abyss.

This was Wang Du's plan, and he had not told anyone before, so Huo Sang was naturally kept in the dark. He knew nothing, but he was busy trying to save the situation and rescue the soldiers, and even the monastery was washed away, suffering considerable losses. Naturally, he felt a little resentful at the moment.

Wang Du was also a smart man. He could naturally guess Hawthorne's current mood and immediately laughed awkwardly.

"Thanks to you, Father Hawthorne." He did not continue to dwell on this topic, but thanked him with emotion, "I can't imagine how many people would have died that night if you hadn't built those tall buildings."

"These soldiers are the most valuable assets of the country. I cannot imagine what will happen to our country if they are sacrificed."

Huo Sang glanced at Wang Du with a strange expression. He thought, you Brahmans are divided into four classes. As the highest class elephant man, how could you care so much about these lowest class humans?

He looked at him like this, and Wang Du felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like this.

But fortunately, before he came here, he had already thought of the next plan and words. So he continued, "Father, I am very grateful for your help. In return, I can promise you that in the future, Po Luo will cooperate with the missionary activities of the Church of the Goddess of Life."

This time, Hawthorne was really surprised: "Huh?"

He was really surprised. This elephant man seemed to really care about the lives of the lowest-level soldiers in Bharat, so much so that he began to improve the living conditions of the grassroots as soon as he took power.

It should be noted that the missionary activities of the Goddess of Life are generally such activities as distributing porridge, curing diseases or cleaning up...

Did this elephant man take the wrong medicine?

Chapter 783 The Spider Queen’s Oracle

On the other side, Wang Du looked normal. He did have this thought, and it was not sudden.

He had studied many wars between Polo and Sein, but he was not intimidated by the hopeless defeat, nor did he attribute all the failures to "the Silver Dragon's despicable attack from a low position."

On the contrary, he saw the essence through these phenomena, especially he keenly discovered that his own conventional troops could not actually gain any advantage when fighting against the enemy.

The main force of both armies are humans. Why are our soldiers so weak and the other side so strong?

Why are our soldiers inefficient, have poor execution, and always have plagues breaking out? With so many lives lost, why don’t the Sein people have these problems?

Wang Du did not blame the grassroots soldiers for not living up to their expectations. Instead, he began to look for his own reasons.

Could it be that we, as leaders, are too arrogant and that is why we fail to lead our soldiers well?

He thought so, and then hoped that the lowest-level human soldiers could receive better education and training.

Although he would inevitably be scolded and ridiculed if he made this idea known to his colleagues, he has been doing this over the years, trying to tap the potential of ordinary Borneo people at the grassroots level.

However, if he wanted to do this in Borneo alone, the resistance was too great. So he thought, could he use external forces to improve the living standards of ordinary people in Borneo?

In his opinion, the appearance of Hawthorne might be an opportunity.

"You don't have to be so surprised. This is the focus of my next work." The elephant man said with a smile, "I heard that as long as the women are devout believers in the goddess of life, your monastery is willing to accept them as nuns and help them learn to read and write, but you will not prevent them from getting married and having children?"

Hawthorne nodded: "Yes."

"So, Father, this is a win-win situation, a win-win situation." Wang Du sighed with a bright smile, "After the war, Pala suffered heavy losses. Many mothers lost their sons, wives lost their husbands, and daughters lost their fathers."

“I need to rekindle their hope in life.

So, although it is not convenient for me to come in person, I will send people to encourage them to believe in the goddess of life and take the initiative to join your monastery and become your nuns. "

As he said this, he stretched out his large hand like a palm leaf fan, pointed at the many soldiers kneeling on the ground around him, and said with a smile: "You see, many people are now worshipping this place as a miracle because of what happened that night. Doing this can be regarded as going with the flow, haha!"

He smiled like this, not minding so many people changing their faith. The Ganesha is the racial god of the Ganesha people. He created the Ganesha people, so he only needs the Ganesha people to worship him, and he doesn't care about the worship of other races.

Therefore, although Ganesha is the official belief of Brahma, the Ganesha people do not care how many human believers Ganesha has.

Hearing this, Hawthorne was slightly surprised: "You... want to help me like this?"

"Of course." Wang Du nodded. "As long as you don't prevent them from getting married, remarrying, and having children normally, why shouldn't I help you?"

His plan was to use Hawthorne's external force to improve the knowledge level of the lowest-level Brahma people. Although it was only women for the time being, women would definitely influence their husbands and children, and thus improve the quality of the Brahma people, at least the residents of Port Kendra.

And because this was Hawthorne's behavior, the top leaders of the Bora Kingdom had no control over it, and Wang Du could use Hawthorne's previous performance as a shield to shut everyone up.

In his opinion, the feasibility of this matter is really very high.

As for the improvement of the overall level of the entire Bora...

This may be a long process, which may take decades or even hundreds of years to complete. However, Wang Du can wait, and he believes that his efforts will eventually bring the entire Bharata to a higher level.

As for Hawthorne, he was somewhat surprised at the expression of the elephant man.

But after a moment, he also showed a bright expression.

"Okay, this is a win-win situation, why should I refuse it?" He smiled, "Then I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future!"

Wang Du stretched out his hand and shook hands with him: "I hope everything goes well!"

……

In the city of Menzoberranzan, on the noble heights, at the manor of the Baenrei family, on the altar of the Spider Queen, the current matriarch of the Baenrei family, Kunshel Baenre, is prostrating herself on the huge altar, preparing to listen to the oracle of the Spider Queen.

She was wearing a purple-black magic robe embroidered with white spider webs. At the moment, she was lying on the ground with her plump buttocks sticking up high. The delicate and thin fabric of the robe stuck to her buttocks, outlining the huge round curve, and even slightly concave in the middle of the buttocks, so that the huge plump buttocks were more prominent, which made people's blood boil.

Unfortunately, at this moment, no one could appreciate this alluring scenery. In addition to the twelve candles lit in a circle around the altar, there was only the half-human, half-spider, huge Rose statue in front, watching everything here.

Kunsher Banrui's heart was filled with anxiety. Since a month ago, the elite assassin team she sent out, which was absolutely loyal to the Banrui family, had lost contact with her.

What's wrong with them?

Was he assassinated by another family?

Mission failed and the team was wiped out?

Or did they defect en masse?

Kunshel Banrui didn't know clearly, but no matter which situation it was, the consequences were so terrible that she couldn't bear it and dared not imagine it.

These days, she has been living in deep anxiety, unable to extricate herself. As the dark elf who is best at plotting and scheming, she can even imagine whether the traitors planted in her family by the other seven major families have also guessed this situation.

And those seven mistresses who had always been at odds with her, who were submissive on the surface but secretly plotted and schemed, had they also begun to see this as the best opportunity to overthrow the Banrui family...

She lived in a tense environment and had been secretly preparing for this. Tonight was one of her preparations. She wanted to ask Rose about the dark elves and what big plans needed to be implemented.

She knelt there quietly, waiting and listening. The circle of candles around the altar was burning quietly, but the flames above suddenly flickered.

Even though there was no wind blowing around, the flames began to dance as if they had a life of their own, and their movements became more and more crazy.

The flickering firelight made the shadows of the statues on the altar and the Queen of Kunsher begin to dance, like a crazy shadow play. Invisible magic descended here, and the oracle of the Spider Queen was about to be issued.

However, after hearing the oracle from the Spider Queen, Kunsher Banrui's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.

The Spider Queen asked them to make persistent efforts to continue to obstruct the enemies of the Undead Lord Orcus and to ensure that this lord of the abyss can exist in the material world for a long time!

This made Kunsher's heart tremble. She originally thought that this was an easy job that could be easily accomplished, and she was planning to cheat other families by claiming that "this was an extremely difficult task."

She never expected that this mission was actually more difficult and dangerous than what she told the other seven families. Even now, they had already lost a lot of money.

No, I absolutely cannot let my family's elite members go to the surface and take such a big risk!

The other seven families should be allowed to take on this

scapegoat!

She thought so, took a deep breath, and had a plan in mind.

At the same time, on the sixty-sixth layer of the bottomless abyss, in the deep pit of the magic web, the Spider Queen Rose was lying in her gorgeous bedroom. Her dark naked body was covered only with a layer of light white gauze woven from spider silk. The curve of her huge breasts was outlined, and the deep red on the top was faintly visible.

With a smile on her lips, she looked at the mirror in front of her, in which appeared the disheveled figure of Ocas.

She nodded continuously, muttering to herself: "Very good, Ocas, stay in the material world for a while and come back later..."

"As long as you can stay in the material world for a few more days, the worlds under your command will be mine, hehehe..."

Chapter 784: March in a Hurry, Before Returning Home

Port of Kandla.

Time moves forward quietly, and in the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

The crisis of Orcus has been basically resolved. After the war that almost destroyed the world, the lord of the abyss disappeared completely.

Although the prophecy can prove that it is still in the material world, quietly licking its wounds in some corner, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback, but at least for now, it can no longer pose any threat to Gendra Port.

The only problem is that the demons and undead creatures summoned and created by the Lord of the Abyss are still threatening the area around the port, making the army of the Kingdom of Pura extremely anxious.

Fortunately, without Ocas, the core of the command, these demons and undead creatures, although huge in number, are just a pile of scattered sand, and have become the best experience babies for the Bornean soldiers and international supporters to gain military merits and records.

It also became a long-lasting source of purification points for Hawthorne.

The more than 20,000 purification points he had spent on building the monastery branch and subsequently repairing and maintaining the monastery were gradually recovered in the past three months. Although it had not yet reached the amount that would allow him to reach level 17, it was not far away.

Even if he made the most pessimistic estimate, collecting only 20 purification points from the altar every day and maintaining such a low growth rate, he would be able to successfully reach level 17 before the end of this year.

As for the monastery branch that he had invested more than 20,000 purification points to build, it was now on track. After all, the threat from Orcus had been basically lifted, so the city gradually began to rebuild, and residents who had to leave their homes and flee far away also returned to the city one after another to rebuild their homes.

Among these people, the belief in the goddess of life spread particularly smoothly, probably because of the amazing miracles that Hawthorne had repeatedly performed and the word of mouth among the soldiers.

But in short, whether it was the soldiers here or the residents who later returned to the city one after another, they all began to establish their faith in the Goddess of Life.

The process of recruiting nuns in the monastery was also very smooth, after all, there was Wang Du's support behind it. Although there were some bumps in the beginning, the human women of the Hengshui tribe, who were at the bottom of the bottom of the Bo Luo Kingdom, could not adapt at all at the beginning, and they were really treated as human beings.

Fortunately, after three months of subtle influence, these girls have gradually adapted to a life of respect. Everything is on track, and at this moment, there are more than a hundred nuns working and studying in this monastery.

As for the military buildings that help the nuns to change their professions to war domain priests or life domain priests, Hawthorne has not yet built them. It is still early, and he knows very well that many things should not be rushed.

Standing at the gate of the monastery, looking at the streets outside that were gradually being rebuilt, Hawthorne let out a long breath.

Before I knew it, I have been in Borneo for more than half a year.

It's time to go back to Port Liber.

This thought came to his mind. In fact, two months ago, some of the international supporters who came here began to return to their home countries.

Since a month ago, there have been basically no traces of undead creatures or demons along the coast, and most of the international supporters have begun to return. Hawthorne stayed for an extra month because he had a monastery to run here.

But even so, after stopping for so long, he should go back.

Thinking of this, he took out the communication stone and sent a message to the blue dragon Rahman who was far away in the port of Liberl, asking him to send a boat to pick him up.

The funds for his trip to Borneo were all sponsored by the Blue Dragon Bank. They needed to use this to make their own statement, so Hawthorne naturally had to follow their wishes and let them have a share of these honors.

Not long after he sent the message, Rahman personally replied to him, saying that he would make arrangements and everything was fine, but it would take a few days for the ship to travel from Port Liber to Port Gendra, so he asked him not to be anxious and to wait for a while.

Hawthorne was naturally not in a hurry. After getting Rahman's affirmative answer, he took a deep breath, then turned his head and looked in another direction.

Since I'm planning to go back, I can't go back empty-handed. I have to bring some gifts for the nuns.

Well... since Ekta can strengthen herself by sucking the fire energy of the Balrog, can other witches also strengthen themselves in a similar way?

For example...poison?

……

Meanwhile, in Gunder

The original slum site of Lahang is also the current hiding place of the Harun family.

At this moment, in this room, the dark elves of the Harun family were packing up their things, ready to leave Gendra Port.

As the international supporters left one after another, they could feel that the poison market here was basically saturated. Since they couldn't make any money here, leaving here and returning to their hometown in Menzoberranzan naturally became the next choice.

On the big sofa in the center of the room, Birelle Harlan, the eldest daughter of the Harlan family, Hanny's eldest sister, and the main person in charge of the family's poison sales channels, was lying lazily in a thin lavender silk pajamas, showing off her exquisite figure.

Her beautiful black feet were curled up in the air, and her round toes were painted with bright purple nail polish, emitting an alluring glow.

Her dark face was flushed with an alluring blush, as if it was the flush of spring love that had not yet faded. These days, it was all thanks to her selfless dedication that the family's poison was sold so smoothly. Many forces that originally did not need these things also created a lot of demand for them out of thin air.

And her own strong desires were also satisfied on different levels, so it was a win-win deal.

Now, she was feeling very proud and satisfied. The huge income she had generated for the family in the past few months had almost made her the de facto head of the Harun family. Although she had not yet taken that position, the feeling of holding financial power still made her extremely satisfied.

A short, graceful figure flashed across the room. It was her sister, Hannie Harlan. When she caught sight of her body from the corner of her eye, a hint of jealousy flashed in Bileel's eyes.

Dark elves are always jealous, and this becomes even more intense when they are in competition with each other. She licked her scarlet lips and smiled, "Hey, isn't this Miss Hanny, our great prophecy wizard, how is your plan going?"

"So, how is the negotiation with the distinguished and powerful Father Hawthorne going? With your charm, you should be able to take him down with just a flick of your finger, right?"

There are not many opportunities to see Hanny being humiliated. Usually, this wizard sister who can predict the future always has the upper hand in various things, making her, her elder sister, jealous and gritting her teeth.

This time, she had finally gone out in person, and the alliance she had boasted about had failed. Naturally, Bi Leier would not let her go, and had to ridicule her and make up for all the grievances she had suffered from decades of quarreling.