I made the Dragon God in the game

"oh."

Fang Bai nodded and stood there, letting the fat man pull him without moving at all.

"Is it called the Fink family?"

"Yes, yes, this is the Fink family."

The fat man nodded repeatedly, but Fang Bai remained motionless and suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

The doubts that had just surfaced again.

He was a quick-thinking person, but at this moment he suddenly reacted, and doubts were strung together like drops of pearls.

Although the idea of ​​birth was very, very incredible, he swallowed his throat slightly and said with shocked eyes.

"You, you...are that demigod? Did you protect that prophet?"

Have you cultivated into the fantasy space? "

Fang Bai smiled slightly and said nothing, but it seemed that he had said everything.

At this moment, the air-conditioning around him was almost absorbed by the fat man.

The next moment his eyes lit up like a light bulb!

The fat man stared at Fang Bai with piercing eyes, shocked and then ecstatic.

Demigod!

Demigod!

It’s not the prophet who has the backing of a demigod, it’s him, it’s him, it’s him! !

The fat man was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while. After a long time, he patted Fang Bai on the shoulder.

"Fang Bai, are we brothers?"

"No, you were planning to beat me up."

The fat man's face suddenly fell down, as if he was changing his face. It was particularly exciting, and Fang Bai was immediately entertained.

The fat man was happy when he saw this. He turned back to look at the crowd, squeezed in and sat down in front of the prophet in white.

"Come on, you stargazers, give Fatty a marriage test."

The prophet in white's eyes turned red when he saw the fat man, and he wanted to stand up, but then he saw Fang Bai behind the fat man, so he sat down and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I've finished reading, all living beings are alone!"

"Ah! You can curse my fat man, but you don't want to set up this stall anymore, right?"

Fatty takes one every day and slaps his palm on the table.

Fang Bai was happy when he saw this, then turned and left.

The fat man came and his breath was flustered, so he showed up to meet him. Now that the meeting was over and the fat man's mentality had stabilized, he naturally got busy with whatever he needed to do.

But before leaving, Fang Bai glanced in the direction of the royal capital.

Now, he might just walk onto the stage.

Can't hide it.

Mainly because he didn't expect that it would have such a big impact.

He didn't know that breaking through that layer of defense would directly wipe out all the members of the force it symbolized.

He originally just wanted to kill the prophet who maliciously predicted him.

As a result, the entire force was killed together, and a family extermination case shocked the entire royal capital. It shocked the entire royal capital's top management, and indirectly generated a rumor of a dangerous situation in the royal capital.

So much so that Fang Bai felt that the power of faith was gathering faintly, and the popularity of it also increased.

This was not intentional, he was helpless, and he didn't want to.

The main blame is that the Funk family is too weak. They are so weak that they dare to let people predict him.

This made the white-clothed prophet laugh to death. He had never thought that he would get rid of this revenge without waiting for him to avenge it.

Not just one or two people died.

The entire force was completely wiped out, both internally and externally, so much so that even if he wanted to find two little bastards to kill and lose his temper, he couldn't find them.

I will wake up laughing when I sleep.

Fang Bai didn't feel anything when he arrived, but he just felt that this consciousness was really useful.

It's easy to simply wipe them all out at one power level.

Those who do not belong to this force will not be accidentally injured, and those who belong to this force cannot escape.

But there is one question that is very funny.

That's the problem of dual identity.

Take the Funke family as an example. When the Funke family was wiped out, the spies sent out by their family still belonged to their influence, so they died.

The spies sent by other forces to his house also died because they belonged to his house.

So for spies, everything will be affected, which is very miserable.

However, this condition is still quite demanding to achieve.

This time it was just a coincidence.

Fang Bai estimated that from now on, all the prophets would have to be honest during this period, and all forces would not dare to promise the predictions made by the prophets.

Otherwise, one bad thing will be a disaster that will destroy the whole family.

Although as long as you are smarter, understand the rules for hiring a prophet, know the scope of protection, be strict with your words, and have strict warrants, you will not take the blame for the prophet.

But I'm afraid that some people will be careless or simply don't understand, and then be fooled into protecting the prophet, and then be dragged to death by the prophet.

Thinking in his heart, Fang Bai returned directly to the center of the magic circle he had arranged. All the noise from the outside world could not disturb the tranquility beside the dusk plain.

When it is speculated that there is a demigod here, especially when they know that it is a prophet demigod, no one dares to try to offend.

Maybe the people you sent will be used as a medium to allow people to directly attack your force itself.

Although this sounds incredible, isn't there already a lesson learned from the Fink family here?

Do ordinary families dare to do anything?

Don't dare to move.

As for the palace at a higher level, after knowing that this demigod is still a player, it is even more afraid to move.

He didn't even dare to send anyone over when he was inquiring, for fear of angering the player demigod before he could find a way to deal with it.

Let alone fighting, he hadn't even made full preparations for Run.

Just like that, in the silence, time passed by minute by minute.

Forty days passed quietly as if in a glance.

And during these forty days, all the remaining materials had turned into parts with the power of dusk.

These parts were as long as more than ten meters, and the small ones could only be measured in microns. They were neatly stacked in the armored vehicle and in Fang Bai's inner space.

Each of the parts measured in tens of thousands was a real four-refined equipment forged with elemental metals, that is, fourth-level equipment.

Even because the quality of the dusk power integrated was too high, each of them surpassed ordinary fourth-level equipment, that is, they could not compare with real legendary equipment.

Each of them contained extremely strong energy, and the energy fluctuations emitted by them when gathered together were even more shocking. The field formed spontaneously by their accumulation made people feel as if they were standing under a towering mountain.

And all of these were just parts of a structure.

Fang Bai looked around and saw these parts. Some of them were parts needed to manufacture the mecha, some were consumables for replacement and repair, and some were consumable parts for maintenance.

Fang Bai had prepared all of these.

Standing still, he did not forget to count them one by one again when his heart was surging. After all the parts were counted lightly, he closed the carriage and sealed all the aura inside.

After completing this step, Fang Bai threw all the waste and some leftovers generated during the forging process into the forging array.

The power of the forging array was reduced, but it was not completely closed. Instead, it was maintained at a level where it could automatically absorb the elemental power to maintain operation. Let it run for a long time, just like accumulating power and warming the array.

Dusk alloy has extremely superior performance in corrosion resistance and toughness. Although it cannot stimulate the dusk power after being mixed with dusk power, the elemental power stimulated with dusk aura also has extremely superior performance.

This alloy is a very good high-level artificial material. Moreover, it is also the logistics base for the repair parts of this first mecha. The value of dusk alloy has been increased again.

Now that the forging base has been built, it is impossible to give up.

On the other side, Zhang Zhong also led people to set up the warning array, warning array, and defense array circle, and edited the attack logic and attack range in the computing unit.

After completion, these third-level and fourth-level Yuanling Rune heavy artillery will automatically search for enemies and attack in defense mode.

Since the defense array and warning array are set up on the periphery, as long as others do not break the array and force their way in, as long as others do not ignore the warning issued by the warning array, they will not be bombarded and there will be no accidental injuries.

As for those who force their way in after the warning, it is not unfair to be bombarded to death.

Finally, after designing a array that sends information remotely after someone breaks in, the defense system is also arranged.

And during the whole process, the projection spell always covers this area and does not expose it to the world.

After a series of steps are completed, everyone came to Fang Bai and came to the giant armored vehicles that were already in the starting state.

Fang Bai did not say much and looked around.

The same armored vehicle, the same people, the only difference is that the materials have been turned into parts.

And the rest of the structures in Tiangong Pavilion have also been produced.

They are only one step away from the first mecha that can really walk out of the laboratory.

Fang Bai took a deep breath, and his mood couldn't help but become surging when he thought of this.

Without saying much, he just waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

The moment the voice fell, the huge magnetocrystalline engine of the armored vehicle roared, and the surging power was continuously transmitted to the transmission wheel, driving the entire track forward. The armored vehicle, which was like a two-story building, slowly moved forward and strung out in a very short time, like a tiger!

Smoke and dust like a dragon!

Looking back, the entire forging base had disappeared.

The only two outsiders next to them were full of emotion and envy when they saw this scene, and the fat man muttered to himself.

"Oh my goodness, so handsome. I heard that Fang Bai is already researching how to put a cannon on it. No, I must buy one from Fang Bai when I get the money.

I will walk sideways wherever I go in the future. If I see someone who is not happy with me, I will shoot him.

I will blow up his grave."

The fat man wiped his mouth as he thought about it, and his saliva was about to flow out.

The white-clothed prophet's eyes lit up when he heard it, full of envy.

If there really is such a chariot. Hiss.

The white-clothed prophet's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help it. He couldn't help it at all.

Ever since he saw Fang Bai's 27-gun powerful bombardment legend, which directly flattened a mountain into a sea of ​​magma, and the dusk plain was briefly torn open, and since he saw the mushroom cloud that seemed to symbolize destruction, the white-clothed prophet has lost interest in everything.

Only that big guy can attract his attention.

Now what he wants to do most is to ask Fang Bai to buy a cannon.

One is not enough, two is not much, ten is barely enough, if there are hundreds or thousands of them, that would be true romance!

The prophet in white trembled all over just thinking about it, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Now in his opinion, everything is fake, only the cannon is real.

There is nothing that can't be solved by cannons. If there is, it must be that there are not enough cannons.

The prophet in white felt that the image of the mushroom cloud rising at that time had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and he was afraid that he would never be able to erase it in this life, and he was deeply affected by it.

But he didn't plan to erase it.

Why should he erase it?

Is it because there are not enough cannons or the cannons are not beautiful enough?

What prophet? What?

My main method is prediction?

Bullshit, he has found a brand new way.

Prophecy?

No, no, no, that should be called the cannon accuracy of prediction!

Don't predict anything else, just predict where the cannon will be accurate!

In the future, where others go, he will shoot his cannon!

Fang Bai can use dense artillery blockade to create the illusion that others are hitting his cannon.

Then he will use a cannon to create the myth that others are hitting his cannon!

The prophet in white felt that he had found the truth.

This also allowed him and the fat man to quickly find a common topic. Although he still disliked him, at least they had a common topic, a common hobby and a common goal.

Everyone's goal is to get cannons!

Although the first target after getting the cannon may be the opponent, it does not affect the present

"Fatty, let's go, I feel that now is the best opportunity.

It may be too late if it is later."

"Uh, feeling, don't you predict it?"

"Fatty, don't doubt the intuition of a prophet, don't doubt it!!!"

"Okay, okay, you are the prophet and you have the final say.

Come on, come on."

The two of them quarreled and left in another direction.

And the place where they were originally located also returned to peace, a vast expanse, a breeze, a blade of grass blown in the air slowly turned over, fell to the ground, and finally floated into the dusk plain and disappeared.

Everything seemed to enter a new chapter tonight, and unknowingly, Fang Bai felt a gathering of faith again.

This faith seemed to point to him, but it didn't seem to point to him completely.

In the end, it was discovered that this faith seemed to point to Tiangong Pavilion after a good distinction.

However, because he was the Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion, he was the one who held it on his behalf and was blessed by it.

Fang Bai, who was walking on the road, was slightly puzzled.

"How can the power of faith gather in Tiangong Pavilion? What has changed? What impact has it caused?"

Fang Bai thought carefully, isn't Tiangong Pavilion changing something and influencing something every moment?

It seems that the power of faith condensed in Tiangong Pavilion is also quite objective.

If it is a pavilion master, and there is a career path that can break through the legend, then this power of faith may not be unable to allow the pavilion master to break through the legend.

However, Fang Bai feels that after breaking through the legend with the power of faith of Tiangong Pavilion, his own domain and legendary path seem to be closely connected with Tiangong Pavilion, and cannot be separated.

He shook his head slightly and strode forward, and the tracks of the armored vehicle rolled forward beside his ears! (End of this chapter)