Critically Strikes A Miracle At The Beginning

At present, there are only two hundred times of critical strikes left, and this relevancy scroll is obviously more cost-effective than a thousand times of critical strikes.

After thinking about it for a while, he resisted the urge to start it now, sat cross-legged on the balcony, bathed in the gentle starlight, and began to swallow the medicine pill to cultivate.

The night passed quickly.

Early in the morning, Luo Yu and Shuang'er walked into the portal of Yuzhicheng.

O'malan City, outside the city gates.

In front of him is a shield of starlight, and beyond the shield, a gray fog seals the entire city.

According to the mechanism, if you want to break the blockade, you can only first eliminate all the terrorists in the area of ​​​​the Miasma Mountains, and then shoot them out from the inside to find the buried Miasma launcher and destroy them.

Beside Luo Yu, Jiang Xiaoshu sighed softly: "Teacher, business is blocked now, not only money is lost, but the siphon effect of our Omaran city on the surrounding people is gone."

"Um?"

Luo Yu asked curiously, "Is there already a siphon effect?"

"How much population has been absorbed during this time?"

"The population of 100,000 is dominated by indigenous youths who dare to fight and start their own businesses."

Jiang Xiaoshu said earnestly: "We are well paid, have perfect infrastructure, are full of vigor, and are right in between two war-torn countries."

"Many people come to our city to work in order to escape the war or seek development, which has led to the prosperity of all walks of life."

"I originally planned to build Omaran into a city with a population of more than 3 million within this year. Now, everyone is flat."

Luo Yu looked at the depressed Jiang Xiaoshu beside him, smiled slightly, and reached out to touch her head.

"Well, he is a qualified mayor."

"Try to grow up girl, in the future you will also be a powerful official of the frontier."

"Do you want me to be the prefect?"

"Actually, people don't want to be a frontier official, I just want to..."

Jiang Xiaoshu blushed a little, glanced at Luo Yu secretly, lowered her head and whispered, "I just want to be the teacher's representative of the Chinese class..."

"Huh? What about people?"

A girl's feelings are always spring, but Luo Yu is no longer in front of her eyes.

The Miasma Lock can trap others, but it can't trap Luo Yu, who has the Law of Withering.

At this moment, he is pulling Shuang'er and performing the teleportation technique.

Although it consumes a lot of mana every time it is used, it takes dozens or hundreds of kilometers to take a step, and the speed is very fast.

Luo Yu possesses ten dantians and 18,000 original cells, and his powerful mana can be regarded as the number one in the world.

After a short while, the two appeared in the capital of the Great Wei Kingdom.

The prosperous city of Dawei is not as prosperous as the capital of Gufeng Kingdom, but it is an absolute prosperous city in the region continent where there are tribal chiefs everywhere.

In the large altar square in the north of the city, a grand ancestor worship ceremony is being held, with loud voices and continuous incense.

A middle-aged man wearing a black royal robe and a crown on his head took the lead in kowtowing. For a while, the royal family members and the ministers and people behind them all knelt down to the altar, and the scene was spectacular.

Luo Yu stood on the roof of a tavern and looked at the beautiful princess at a glance.

The Great Wei Kingdom was still dark, and Princess Lin Tingyu, dressed in a solemn black palace attire, knelt on the ground.

This woman's appearance is indeed the rumored beauty of the country. Although she is not as beautiful as Yun Mengyi's peerless beauty, she is also comparable to Anna and Yu Muqing.

Beside Luo Yu, Shuang'er Yingying turned around and put on a black robe.

"Master, I'm going to arrest Lin Tingyu, so that all the brave men from all walks of life will show up."

As he was about to leave, Luo Yu grabbed her and whispered, "Wait a minute."

There was a hint of surprise in Shuang'er's eyes, but she saw that the master was listening.

In the tavern below, several men were talking in a low voice.

"The locust plague in the southwest of the kingdom is serious, and a large number of people have fled to the vicinity of the capital to survive. I heard that there are many sorrows on the road."

"Yes, the major families in the city are gathering refugees and preparing to sell them at this auction for ill-gotten gains."

"Alas, this disaster is severe, and all those who have the strength to escape are young people. Although they are immoral, it is better to be sold as a domestic slave than to die in a famine."

"This catastrophe has disturbed the central city-state. The news spread. It seems that the two brave adults have come over and are going to bring back some refugees, so that they can be resettled and increase their merits."

"Go, what are refugees? The most valuable thing in the auction is the key to the ancient teleportation formation!"

"You mean... the teleportation formations leading to the various Miasma Mountains are about to open? Could it be that those outsiders can really solve the terrors in the Miasma Mountains?"

Luo Yu has a keen hearing and can hear the words of several people without missing a word.

"Oh?"

"Auction, refugees, the portal to the Miasma Mountains?"

"interesting."

Luo Yu's mind turned around and wanted to understand some of the details.

"Yes, since the tribes attacked that day, since they can directly teleport to the Trial Square, there is no guarantee that there are portals that can enter the Miasma Mountains."

"As long as I master one end of the portal in the Great Wei Kingdom, and after conquering the Miasma Mountains, I will be able to open up trade routes and increase population flow."

"My country of Yu has advanced technology and rich people, and the siphon effect of the population must be very powerful!"

"At that time, there will be a steady flow of talents, which will not only improve productivity and make our kingdom stronger, but also make money by developing real estate."

"Yes, real estate is the real super money-sucking monster. Banks cooperate with loans to buy houses, and you can make money while lying down."

Luo Yu's eyes lit up.

I have to say that high luck value is good, and you can hear important information wherever you walk.

"Shuang'er, it's not too late, we'll start right away."

When the voice fell, Luo Yu transformed into an evil mage in a gray robe and holding a staff.

The next moment, he took Shuang'er one step forward and appeared in the sacrificial square.

At this moment, the king, queen, princess, and countless subjects and people were kneeling and worshiping when they suddenly found black qi entangled in it. When they looked up, they were stunned.

I saw two men in black robes standing on the altar, and the endless withering air erupted, condensing in the sky, making the sky full of gray fog.

When all living beings breathe, it is as if their life is to be separated from the body.

"withered……"

"No, it's the terrifying power of the Miasma Mountains! They're here to catch the princess!"

"Quick! Escort!"

The king reacted and shouted in horror.

The soldiers swarmed up immediately, the princes, ministers and the common people fled, and the whole square fell into chaos.

Luo Yu dressed up as a Dread Master with a mask, waved his hand, and a gust of wind swept up.

In the crowd, the bodyguards guarding the princess were blown to the side, Princess Tingyu screamed, and was swept up by the strong wind involuntarily and flew towards the man in black robe.

The next moment, Luo Yu was already holding Xiaoman's waist, struggling but unable to break free.