Chapter 700: The Witch King's tentacles in the Far South

"Hell, who made it so bright?" Li Huamei stood on the inner city wall, looking at the bright light that suddenly erupted in the distance, and her beautiful eyebrows suddenly wrinkled together.

"Turn up our shadowless workbench to maximum power, and let everyone hide in the pit and don't come out!" The daughter of the city lord skillfully commanded the few dozen soldiers: "Tell them not to come out tonight until the ban is lifted." ”

The people of Wangxiang City are accustomed to such black-and-white days, and they will rest during the day, trying not to go out of the dark room where they are hiding.

At night, when they get up and move, the relatively dim moonlight and the sporadic light of the fires used for lighting are unable to produce shadows that can be used by the souls under the influence of the shadowless workbench.

If this point is removed, in fact, the living standards of the common people in Wangxiang City are quite acceptable, and the gold and gold imported from the New World ensure high crop yields.

In the coastal cities, the rainfall is not small, so that these people have no worries about food and clothing all these years.

The Shadowless Workbench was traded by Li Xuanbai and the mages of the New World, not only that, but all the materials that could not be produced by Wangxiang City, such as cloth, fertilizer, spices, weapons and armor, were traded by Li Xuanbai and the mages.

What Wangxiang City needs to pay for is to be responsible for maintaining a few magic items that don't know the purpose, as well as handling some handmade orders thrown by mages.

The mages of the New World also set up a portal in Wangxiang City, and occasionally one or several New Worlders who came to the Far South with a special purpose would appear through the door, and Li Xuanbai needed to send them out of Wangxiang City safely.

This kind of transaction lasted for nearly fifteen years, and after so many years and years, Li Xuanbai sent out a total of nearly 500 people, and none of them ever came back.

The most important object of the transaction is the interest of the mages in the 'Yama', they are very interested in this evil thing that exists in a special form, and the Shadowless Workbench is the product of this interest.

"In addition to that, have you been in contact with other forces?" Yang Yuefan has no interest in this kind of transaction, which does not involve any substantive content.

At present, the attitude of the Loess Region towards the New World remains to be seen, those witch kings are like crazy scientists who are not short of funds, playing whatever is dangerous, but in essence they do not want to destroy the world.

Although they did come close to success several times.

And the staggering number of mage groups in the New World are like a deformed class created by the witch kings to forcibly popularize magical education in order to conduct experiments for themselves.

Most of them may not be qualified to become mages themselves, and ninety percent of them have only completed their primary education, barely feeling the presence of magic, and may be able to unleash a trick or two to reap the amazement of the natives, but the lifelong achievement will stop there.

All the witch kings need is the one who is barely talented, occupying different classes according to their own talents, and the only meaning of existence is to cooperate with the witch kings to do research.

Generally speaking, on the basis of not having a direct conflict, the players in the Loess District do not want to provoke the legendary mages who engage in magic and make them crazy.

The devil knows if they studied a magical version of the atomic bomb.

In addition, watching the scene of continuous internal friction in the snowfields of the northernmost snowfields of North America is also a great pleasure for the new Chinese people.

Not to mention the Loess Region, which has completed its internal reforms, Maozi, who is on the road to reunification, and the EU, which has secretly set up several principalities, even the Black Shu Li in Africa is a little better off than the American imperialist players.

At the very least, those bones are very homely, as long as they don't easily provoke their sleeping territory, the Black Shuli are playing side games in the border area, and it is still a bit oily to engage in even darker natives.

"There is no one else, looking at the current situation of the countryside and city, how dare I expose my existence too much." Li Xuanbai shook his head: "If it weren't for the sudden arrival of those Fang Shi, we would not be opponents, and we would not have reached an agreement with them." ”

"You don't need to explain to me, in the Far South, any decision you make is on behalf of Wangxiang City, and the new government will not hold you accountable." Yang Yuefan gave Mrs. Li a reassurance: "If everything goes well, maybe the cooperation between us and the Witch King will continue." ”

The demand for magical knowledge is the top priority of various countries at present, and the transcendent person surpasses the physical fitness of ordinary people, and initially solves the current situation of backward productivity.

There is no construction machinery on manpower, but this is not a long-term solution, magic still has to be done, both hands to grasp, both hands to be hard.

"Can you tell me about the trouble you've caused?" Mrs. Li finished explaining her affairs: "After all, I am still the city lord of Wangxiang City, and I have to be responsible for the people in the city." ”

"We try to solve it ourselves, and the presence of 'Yama' may be an advantage for us." Yang Yuefan showed a smile: "What we have to do now is just drag out time." ”

That's right, drag on time.

Xu Yichen looked at the boundless souls in front of him, trying his best to maintain efficiency, and at the same time taking small steps back, those black fine sand forcibly expanded the passage.

At this time, he could hold six unjust souls at the same time in front of the demon hunter, and he had to retreat upwards, making the path narrow again.

However, according to his calculations, in about two hours, the fine sand falling from the dead soul would be enough to pave the way to the top of the city wall.

"Head, what are we supposed to do?" The ranger casually shot a few arrows, and the arrows pierced countless souls without hindrance and nailed to the ground without any effect.

In the same way, they couldn't make contact with the demon hunters, but under the influence of the sun, they could communicate.

"The paladins over there have already defeated the greenskins and are clearing the little ones near the walls." Li Yanlong carefully hid himself.

The paladins below were not greenskins, they were all skilled warriors with bows and horses, and their enchanted crossbows could easily penetrate his armor.

Those green skins lying on the ground can testify that the quality of the arms produced by the church is absolutely passable.

Mancini's mercenary squad had been equipped with similar crossbows, but the quality was vastly different.

Xu Yichen looked up at the artificial sun in the sky, and then looked back at the vast number of unjust souls: "You retreat along the city wall, these unjust souls can't get close to the city wall, put this gap to the holy warriors, since they believe in the sun god, this kind of dirty soul should be just the right professional counterpart, right?" ”