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Chapter four hundred and ninety-four offerings

"You will regret it. I will take back the conditions and I will watch you suffer to death." Xixu's mouth was covered in blood, and I don't know which kind of creature it belongs to.

"What important things are you going to get in tomorrow's slaves?"

Chen Yi no longer cared about poison. Regardless of whether Zhou Houyuan's norfloxacin was useful or not, this matter has been exceeded most. The focus is now on the real purpose of the Poison Dragon Temple.

He did not believe that Chen Xu released poison just to obtain the magic knight, and it was not that the magic knight was not important. On the contrary, it was precisely because the magic knight was too important that he had to act cautiously.

It's like threatening the French to provide Rafale fighters for free. Although they are indeed selling fighters, arms sales have always been politically considered.

Chen Yi asked himself: What would I do if I wanted to threaten the Temple of the Poison Dragon? There is no doubt that at least the life of a divine knight is best to be an important divine knight.

Similarly, if the target of the Poison Dragon Temple is a Divine Art Knight, then you should spend a lot of money to poison the Divine Art Knight in Xijiang City State, and even Chen Yi himself.

Salmonella? It has no survivability under its original energy, and it makes no sense to use it to threaten the Knight of the Divine Arts.

Whether there is a bacterial laboratory or not, the Knight of the Divine Arts will not die because of diarrhea.

In history, almost all successful cases of the Poison Dragon Temple came from long-term intelligence infiltration and extremely powerful god-level poisons.

None of these appeared in Xijiang City State.

Therefore, Chen Yi had reason to suspect that the real target of the Poison Dragon Temple was slaves, and the Divine Art Knight was just a target to divert his eyes. He would transfer the slaves tomorrow, so he could leave 5 fighting knights and take away what he needed first.

He wants to know what the Poison Dragon Temple needs.

Chenxu was a strong master. He was beaten up by Yin Sen Zun, and his eyes were covered in blood and rotten. What he spit out of his swollen sausage was still "Don't want to know."

Dai Adi, who had just taken four tablets of norfloxacin, appeared with a sharp machete, instead of the non-professional Yin Senyong stared at Chen Xu with both eyes and said, "Next, I will ask you a question. If you don't answer, I will cut off your left arm. Do you understand?"

"snort!"

Dai Adi waved his machete without hesitation and cut off one of his arms.

"What do you want in tomorrow's slaves?"

"snort!"

The second arm was also cut off.

The arms of the long-armed tribe are the most important part of their bodies. Chen Xu fainted with a muffled groan.

Dai Adi woke him up and continued to interrogate.

Except for the Knight of the Divine Arts, everyone else has left, and torture has never been an interesting thing.

After fainting again, Dai Adi said calmly: "Silver of the Yinsen Divine Art Knight, please use the regeneration technique."

Yinmori, who was carrying a small stool to watch the show, said in surprise: "You know a lot."

Since the magical art of "retreat yin" is his own business, it is not like "accepting the oath" or "humble and humble" Yinmori did not make a big announcement. In the class outside the magical art knight, I heard that there are really not many.

"I'm in the intelligence department, and my level is not low." Dai's xingzi was much more calm, but he was never so calm.

Yin Sen Yong smiled, and after a moment, the native Chen Xu got his long arm again.

The "regeneration" of the divine art comes from the belief in "Jingyin" a very small divine art, which is weaker than most healing magic arts. If you want to say anything, it is that it is its outstanding speed and perfect effect.

A basin of water was poured on, and the priest opened his eyes with a muffled voice and smiled: "No arms are cut off the black ones."

"Look at it for yourself." Dai Aji poked his arm with the tip of his knife.

The stinging followed.

Unprepared Chen Xu screamed and then grinned: "Divine Arts are reborn? What a weak Divine Arts Knight."

The surrounding magic knights laughed maliciously, and Yinmori retreated with a red face.

"I'll do it."

Chen Yi quietly posted on the listening scroll.

Chen Xu is a priest with faith. If he is not allowed to reach the level of vague consciousness, it is extremely difficult to get information, especially useful information when listening to the scroll.

Fatigue interrogation also has the same effect if time is sufficient.

Another hour later, Chen Xu began to recall while asking questions.

"Salvation!"

"The best sacrifice to worship the poisonous dragon."

"Give the best offering!"

The mind of a vague person is also a fragment and the jumping Chen Yi must gulp with high-level energy recovery potion to maintain the consumption of the level 8 listening scroll and analyze the useful answer.

This is not easy.

Chen Xu woke up for a moment and fell into a half-difficult state again.

Chen Yi finished the inquiry and whispered: "Among the slaves, some of them are from Ogaku. After being baptized by the "medicine", they are sacrifices prepared to be sent to the main city by the Poison Dragon Temple. Because the accompanying transport team was attacked, they became slaves. We want to separate them."

"The people of Ogaku's tribe are not only liked by the Poison Dragon Temple, but their number is very small. Some temples that are good at potions use their blood to make raw materials and sacrifices." Yin Senguan is a lecherous scholar in the family.

“What are the characteristics of the Ogaku family members who are the best offerings?”

"That's the royal family among the Ogaku people with the surname Ogaku. They have blue eyes and haven't heard of it for hundreds of years." Yin Senguan seemed to remember something and said: "The best sacrifice can enhance the power of the altar and allow the divine knights to obtain more divine power. If the dragon god likes it, it may increase the number of divine magic they obtain.

From a double divine knight to a three divine knight, this is the favorite of the divine knight.

Chen Yi smiled unaware of it and said, "What about you? Water Dragon, Fire First Draw Wind Dragon Temple also uses sacrifices?"

Yin Senguan knew what he meant and replied: "We don't have to live. However, if we use divine power to find these Ogaku people, we may be able to discover them." Chen Yi nodded slightly.

It was night, and the walkie-talkie and walkie-talkie were fully mobilized.

Two-thirds of the troops gathered, seven magic knights gathered, and all the weapons and individual missiles in stock were brought out.

When the sunlight blew away the dimness of hiding the dirt, the enthusiastic priest Yial saw 30 helicopters above the cargo ship.

He was startled. Several fighting knights lined up like they wanted to resist, and the javelins on their hands were still trembling.

Chen Yi jumped off the helicopter and landed on the deck. Then "Da Yang, Chen Heng and Hu Yang's commandos all slid off the helicopter from the sling and controlled the largest ships.

Yial lifted the corner of his robe and ran to Chen Yi hurriedly and asked, "Your Excellency, what happened?"

The soldiers of Mara City knew the rules of the city-state of Xijiang, and no one even dared to resist.

"How many slaves are there in the Poison Dragon Temple?"

It was like a one-on-one move without foreplay, and Chen Yi's problem made Yi Yaer feel a little bored.

After a while, he gave the number: "Twenty-three thousand slaves"

"It is said that some people infiltrate in, and you all have to listen to me." Chen Heng was ready to go, pressing his gun with his right hand to answer instead of Chen Yi. He already knew the importance of magic and faith.

Despite his weight gain, the main priest finally had a priest's head and made a move away from his position.

Under their control, the sailors obediently stopped the ship to the designated dock and opened the hatch under the surveillance of the Chinese artillery.

Compared with crane guns, the barrel with a fist is naturally more deterrent. Once a flight occurs, the rate of fire of 500 rounds per minute will even tear the wooden boat to pieces before the barrel turns red.

"Unlock the ship!"

"Go forward, lower your head, be careful of your life!"

"Low your head and keep moving forward."

The soldiers yelled and drove the slaves on the ship to the open area, surrounded the barbed wire with skillful movements, and then used barbed wire to separate the slaves.

Yinsen Crown and Yinsen release their divine power to find special sacrifices, which is difficult to do on the battlefield. Without divine knights, they will waste their divine power on slaves, just as hunters will not waste time in the kitchen.

About 10 minutes later, Yin Senguan opened his eyes: "There are 20 special guys."

Yial squeezed his little eyes and said suddenly: "His Divine Knight, are you still satisfied with our slaves?"

"good."

“If you have further requests…”

Chen Yi smiled without saying a word, looking at Yial.

The latter of course knew what he was expressing. Just like Chen Yi's identity, what Yiyal wanted most was the magic knight, not the unknown slave.

He guessed that there might be a big shot among the slaves, but the soldiers of Xijiang City State had taken over the slave management. He had no reason to check it out, and he didn't want to offend Chen Yi.

"I put the gold in Gu Yi's boat." Yial retreated awkwardly.

"I'll go check." Chen Heng took the initiative to take over.

The so-called large ship, that is, a wooden ship weighing hundreds of tons, may only weigh 200 tons, like an ordinary inland ferry." But the wooden boards on the deck are extremely clean, just like those beautiful cruisers, with thick masts supported by pitch-black wood and long metal crossbows.

Inside the cabin, a young priest sat outside the iron cage of gold with the papers in his arms.

Although platinum in the Western Continent is relatively cheap, 200 tons of platinum is quite bad, so they still bring gold, as Chen Yi expected, a lot of gold.

The orange-young gold bricks are piled up like chuáng, and the gold coins in the wooden box are piled up randomly, like dazzling pirate treasures.

After a moment of loss of mind, Chen Heng ordered "moving out all" and thought: Chen Yi is really big.

100 tons of gold are not huge for a country, but extraordinary for Jiangning City. If the Chen family's resources are supported, the continuous gold will definitely burst out ten times its value.

"Your Excellency!" The young pastor holding the document interrupted Chen Heng's imagination.

"What?" "Are you Chen Yi's Divine Art Knight? You need to sign the seal to take away the gold." The young priest was a little timid and did not have the ease he imagined.

Chen Heng shook his head secretly. The pastor holding important documents should be the candidates trusted and optimistic about the priest, equivalent to the mayor's secretary. His performance at this time only shows that he is not yet mature and has little experience.

"Go and ask your priest." Chen Heng waved his hand, without signing or signing.

The priest wanted to bravely stand outside the iron cage, but was timid at the fierceness of the soldiers.

The gold was quickly moved to the deck and then transported to a helicopter.

At the same time, the offerings were also selected.

Ten pairs of bare-headed young men and women looked up and looked at Chen Yi fearlessly. They were less than two meters tall and looked weak among a group of natives. However, compared with the reserved soldiers and the embarrassed priest behind them, they showed a strong spirit.

"They used to be the royal family of the mainland, flowing with the pure human blood from ancient times. Until the Dragon God was furious because of the assassination of the Ogaku people, it is said that they stabbed a dragon to death." Yin Senguan's voice was so low that it could not be lower. If he had not witnessed Jiangning's miracle world, he would never have talked about "death of the dragon".

Even if it is ancient legend, it is very sensitive to discussing the death of the Immortal Dragon.

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