Cthulhu Invasion: Create The Church Of Dawn At The Beginning

Nack town.

Because of the large-scale invasion of the North American state, the Kewei state was almost completely fallen.

A large number of refugees flocked to the small town of Nak.

The town of Nak, which originally had only tens of thousands of people, now has an influx of millions of people.

Fortunately, the town of Nak has been rebuilding the cause.

Facing the influx of refugees.

David Victor, the controller of Nak Town, made an instant decision to build more temporary wooden houses as quickly as possible.

And follow the magic pattern knight to patrol day and night.

It didn't cause too much confusion.

Victor family residence castle.

"My lord, all the refugees have settled down now, but the food is slightly insufficient.

Fortunately, there are already five layers of people who believe in the Church of Dawn."

David Victor knelt on one knee at the moment and said reverently.

"Food? Food will soon be enough"

Ye Qingcheng just looked at the endless stream of simple wooden houses below with his hands behind his back.

After a long time.

With a vague smile, he said lightly.

David." Eighty-eight zero" The food in Victor's mouth is the magical world. There is also a kind of food that grows well and has a high yield called "Wow Kacha".

Also a staple in the common sakya of this world.

After all, meat is something that only spellcasters and magic-weave knights with titles can enjoy.

The town of Nak is tens of kilometers away.

A team of hundreds of people is rapidly flying towards the small town of Nak.

at this time.

The figure of the man in black walking at the front paused slightly.

The team that had been marching stopped abruptly.

"Your Excellency Giselle, you are..."

The silver-level spellcaster behind him looked stunned for a moment, and then asked.

"It's okay, the casters who want to come to our town of Nak have already prepared a huge welcome ceremony"

Giselle smiled slightly.

He said meaningfully in his mouth.

In the dense forest on the side just now, several bronze-level figures flashed away.

"Let's go, don't keep our guests waiting"

finished.

Gisele waved her hand.

A breeze surrounds.

The speed of the entire team exploded again.

Victor Castle.

"Your Excellency the First Bishop, 20 kilometers away from the small town of Nak, I found a team that was coming quickly.

It is estimated that the number of people is not less than a few hundred.

Among them are two hundred bronze-level magic-weave knights and fifty silver-level magic-weave knights.

There are currently twenty casters, but their strengths are unknown."

A silver-ranked magic pattern knight knelt respectfully in front of Ye Feifan and the others.

"It seems that we are really going to catch us all."

Ye Feifei smiled.

"You really think highly of us, actually sending so many people here, then we have to welcome them well"

Chewenster on the side also said with a smile.

"Since His Excellency Archbishop Chewenster is interested in making a move, I will leave it to you."

"Also"

After entering the magical world.

Chevinster has been untouched all this time.

They are all devouring the magic power quietly.

It's just that the magic power has been growing though.

But think about it for a long time.

At this moment, I just have the opportunity and want to practice my hands.

The voice just fell.

Chewenster's figure dissipated into the void like a stream of water.

"A very strong talent, even I can only catch a trace of fluctuations"

Until Chevinster's figure disappeared.

Only then did Ye Feifei sigh in amazement.

To know that it is possible to reach this point.

How much effort Ye Feifan put in.

It can be said that except for task time.

Ye Feifan basically spends his time in hard training.

Liming combat skills have to be practiced dozens or hundreds of times every day, and the breathing method has become instinctive through Dalian's practice.

It's running all the time.

This is why he is called the first bishop.

But Chewenster, who disappeared in front of him, just awakened his devouring talent, and he was already almost equal to him.

"Yes, the human race is really a unique race"

David Victor also muttered to himself with envy all over his face.

Although the Sakya tribe has extraordinary power.

But they don't have the unique talents of the human race. Perhaps this is why the human race can produce such a terrifying powerhouse in just a few years.

"What an enviable race..."

Accompanied by David. I asked envious murmurs.

The room fell silent again.

"Ahead is the town of Nak?"

Giselle asked in surprise to the spellcaster beside him with some doubts.

"This... I am also very puzzled, logically speaking, the town of Nak should be a small town with a population of only tens of thousands.

Just looking at it, "there are at least tens of millions of people"

The silver-level spellcaster beside him suddenly said in surprise.

I saw rows of shadows of wooden houses standing in front of me. These wooden houses were neatly arranged and stretched for an unknown number of miles.

It is thousands of miles away from the information that the existing town of Nak has only a population of tens of thousands.

"Is it because of the refugees?"

At this time.

On the horizon in the distance ahead on the left, a huge team appeared impressively.

At a glance, there are thousands of people.

These people dragged their families with big bags and small bags, and many people were pushing wheelbarrows, moving forward in an orderly manner.

"Your Excellency Giselle, if the resurrection is correct, refugees should gather here. Do you want to..."

talking.

The silver-ranked powerhouse made a throat-slitting gesture.

"No need, the town of Nak has been cleaned up, these people are useful whether they are used as slaves or rebuilding Kwelb...

There was a moment of silence.

Giselle shook her head.

"Everyone is moving forward at full speed, striving to deal with the town of Nak before sunset"

finished.

The whole team moved forward quickly.

"Lord Giselle, look!"

But a few minutes.

The small town of Nak is within sight.

It's just that the closer you get, the more shocking you find it.

Rows of wooden houses are clean but orderly.

Even if the walking figures are away from home, there is not much sadness in their eyes, but a sense of relief.

It seems that it is not a refugee from Kwela State, but a local resident who has lived for a long time.

There was even a devout prayer-like voice faintly heard in his ears.

Just like ordinary Sakya praying to the god of magic when encountering danger.

And at the same time.

The arrival of Giselle's team was naturally noticed.

soon.

Some slightly panicked shouts came from the wooden house.

next moment.

Teams of magic pattern knights holding long swords, led by a white magic pattern knight, stood in front of them.

"The magic pattern?"

Giselle froze.

The magic pattern of the white magic pattern knight in front is completely different from that of the magic pattern knight on his side.

Feel more pure?...no..should be holy!

Moreover, there is a surge of surging power in the body of the white magic pattern knight.

This is completely different from the magical world.

This made Giselle full of doubts.

Curiosity also arose.

"The white magic-stripe knight is kept alive, and the others are killed"

"It's 3.5! Lord Viscount Giselle!"

A silver-ranked magic-stripe knight responded respectfully.

With ten magic pattern knights, he quickly rushed towards the white magic pattern knight in the town of Nak in front of him.

The eyes of this silver-ranked magic-weave knight were even more disdainful.

In his opinion, most of the magic-weave knights in Kwelben didn't even have basic fighting experience.

Only one person is enough!

"Die!"

Accompanied by a roar.

The two sides are still twenty or thirty meters away.

The magic-weave knights in North America have already leapt high.

The huge long sword in his hand had already slashed with a terrifying whistling sound.

"what!!"

But the next moment.

His body flew backwards at a terrifying speed.

I saw the white magic pattern knight who was looking at him indifferently.

Until the giant sword was almost cut in front of his eyes.

This is how to move!

Just move too fast!

The magic pattern knight only felt a blur in front of his eyes.

There was a sharp pain in the chest!.