The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

"I" seemed to be frightened by this sudden situation and froze on the spot.

Zhao Chuanxin is in a hurry.

He even forgot that he was just conscious here.

He subconsciously wanted to use a smart gyroscope.

However, what shocked him was that the smart gyroscope actually appeared.

At the critical moment, the smart gyroscope helped "me" quickly leave the area where the boulder fell.

"boom……"

Boulders hit the ground.

Although he cannot control "my" body, and although he only has his consciousness, Zhao Chuanxin can actually transport items between the two realms without any hindrance.

It is equivalent to being able to directly use "key" transmission.

With this discovery, Zhao Chuanxian felt a little relieved.

At least he won't die easily and lose his life.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the nearby elf scout blew out a sharp arrow. The arrowhead made of will metal penetrated the head of a snake man without stopping, and then pierced the head of the second man, the third man, and the fourth man. The person... didn't fall to the ground until the seventh person's chest was broken because the momentum was exhausted.

I blanched...Zhao Chuanxin said that if he asked the forest elves to help him make an arrow, wouldn't he be able to shoot it directly through an airplane or a tank with a bow?

If you build a warhead, wouldn’t it mean that no bulletproof material can stop it?

But obviously that would be too wasteful.

Maxim was destroyed, and Zhao passed another Madson in an instant.

Tata Tata...

Lazy Yao cut off the small waists of several snake people, extremely cruel!

A snake man spread his hands, and for some unknown reason, flames burst out from his palms, and tongues of fire rushed towards "me".

Zhao Chuanxin knew how powerful this flame was, and could instantly burn the devil's vine to ashes.

"I" quickly activated Lord Runzhi's greeting, and the surrounding water vapor instantly gathered, forming a wall of water in front of "me".

The flames collided with the water wall, and the high temperature caused the water to evaporate, but the water vapor condensed into the water wall again.

Although the snake-man's fire is strong, it is difficult to be effective.

But the forest elves in other places were not so lucky, and countless forest elves were burned to coke.

"I" walked around while shooting, helping other places to resist the flames.

A tree man trampled over, and more than ten forest elves were trampled to death by it.

The elf scout put away his blowgun, took out an elf carving knife that could be extended to more than ten meters long, and cut off one of the tree man's legs with one blow.

Zhao Chuanxin was so excited that his elf carving knife could only extend to two meters.

If there was an elf carving knife more than ten meters long, it could cut off a small boat.

However, behind the elf scout, there were more than a dozen Styx elves attacking it.

Zhao Chuanxin directly passed over a God of War M1907.

Chug tug tug…

Helped the elf scout out of the siege.

The elf scout nodded gratefully to "me".

The battle has entered a fever pitch.

It's not that Zhao Chuanxin has never experienced war, but it was a war with hot weapons. The number of people was usually not too large and the scene was not chaotic.

It’s different now, there’s a big fight with huge crowds of people, flames, boulders, extremely sharp elf carving knives…

As soon as the battle started, the forest elves showed signs of decline and suffered heavy casualties.

The forest elves around Zhao Chuanxin all looked desperate.

At this moment, a uniform but very dense "whistle" sound came from nearby.

The battlefield is extremely tense, and any disturbance will make people alert. This sound in particular makes people have goosebumps all over their bodies.

Both the enemy and ourselves looked at the source of the sound in unison.

Countless huge beetles, with black and shiny bodies, poked out from among the dense vegetation.

A pair of ferocious and sharp jaws, constantly opening and closing, resemble scissors.

A snake man couldn't dodge and was cut into two pieces at the waist, twisting and struggling crazily on the ground.

The elf scout shouted: "It's the Beetle Tribe!"

The Beetle Tribe opened and closed its long jaws and roared in a rich voice: "Forest Elf Tribe, the Beetle Tribe joins the war and will advance and retreat with you!"

The forest elves were refreshed, and Zhao Chuanxin could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It turns out that not everyone in the Shadow Forest is on the same page as the snake people.

It turns out that the forest elves really have "alliance clans".

A long time ago, Zhao Chuanxin had a chance to obtain the armor of the Beetle clan, but at that time he chose Ant-Man's powerful potion.

His sharp eyes discovered that the armor of the beetle tribe did not grow from the body.

A beetle's vital parts were stabbed by the Styx Elf, but the armor remained unmoved, which was different from the tough armor made of war-scarred leather.

The Beetle Tribe's legs flicked, and the Styx Elf was flung away and hit a tree. It bounced back and was cut off by the Beetle Tribe's jaws before it was exhausted.

How much explosive power does this have to bounce so far?

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it carefully and felt that it was not the original explosive power of the beetles, but the help of the armor installed on their legs, because their own movements were actually very slow.

It's really interesting.

But it's not without a solution. At least the snake-man's fire can burn the beetles to death.

With the participation of the Beetles in the war, the war situation suddenly reversed.

Originally, the forest elves showed signs of defeat, but now their morale was rising steadily. Instead, the "Axis" retreated again and again.

At this moment, Zhao Chuanxin's consciousness suddenly fell away.

Energy is running out.

[The Axis tribe retreated and temporarily evacuated. 】

[The leader of the beetle clan said to the leader of the forest elves: We repelled the attack of the bees, learned of their plan, and rushed to help. Fortunately, it was not too late. 】

[The leader of the forest elf clan is worried: Although the snakes and tree people have retreated, they have not damaged their vitality and will come back. 】

[The leader of the Beetle Tribe was silent for a while and said: As far as I know, the bear people and bird people have not joined them. Maybe we can ask them for help. 】

[The leader of the forest elf clan sighed: The bear people are in the north, and the bird people are in the far west. Even if they ask for help, they are beyond reach. 】

[At this time, I interjected: I can ask for help from the city-state civilization on your behalf. Human beings will not sit idly by. 】

[The leader of the Beetle clan looked at me: Fearless Pioneer, we met many years ago. I never thought you could become our most loyal friend. Even in the Shadow Forest, I have heard some stories of your deeds. It is left to the forest elves to ask for help from humans, and I have a task for you.

I know the secret of the snake people. In the Holy Fire Canyon, there is an old sacred fire that has been burning for tens of thousands of years. It is the most precious treasure of the snake people. I hope you can steal the Holy Fire. If the Snake Man loses the Holy Fire, his body will become stiff and his movements will be slow. 】

That's the benefit of fame.

[I asked: But how can I find the Holy Fire? Now that I have found the Holy Fire, how can I steal a flame? 】

How on earth is this fire going to be spread?

[The leader of the Beetle Tribe mused: The old sacred fire is at the altar of the Holy Fire Canyon. You can see it as long as you arrive. If you want to steal fire, there are only two ways - the first is to extinguish the flame. I noticed that you have the treasure of Lord Runzhi's greetings. You can try to extinguish it with water. Of course, you will not know whether you can succeed. You know; the old sacred fire will also choose its master, and it is difficult for the old gods to figure it out. The leader of the snake people thousands of years ago once showed off the old sacred fire to our ancestors of the beetle clan, saying that only those with unintentional intentions can make the old sacred fire succumb. Of course, no snake people have yet met this condition. 】

Water? Since it is called a holy fire, can it be extinguished by ordinary water?

[I asked: What does "unintentional and intentional" mean? 】

[The leader of the Beetle tribe shook his head: I don’t know. 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

I don’t know how many words you can say?

[I have two choices: One, accept the mission, and I have a chance to be chosen by the old sacred fire. Once completed, the Beetle Clan leader will create a custom-made pair of Fury Armor for me. Even if it’s not finished, the leader of the beetle tribe will still build me a custom-made pair of berserk armor.

Second, if I don’t accept the mission, as a token of friendship, the leader of the Beetle tribe will give me a breast shield. 】

There is a reward for accepting it or not, and there is a violent armor reward for accepting it regardless of whether it is completed or not. This makes it difficult for Zhao Chuanxin not to be tempted.

At any other time, he might have done the exact opposite.

But now when the life and death of the forest elves are at stake, Zhao Chuanxin hesitated slightly and wrote:

[I choose to accept the task. 】

[The situation is urgent. The Holy Fire Canyon is not far from the forest elves’ territory. I will set off immediately. 】

[To express his gratitude to me, the chief of the forest elves sent elf scouts to accompany me. 】

[The Druid was eager to avenge his tribe and volunteered to go to the Sacred Fire Canyon with us. 】

Next, regain your strength.

Zhao Chuanxin closed the "Old God Code".

This is not a game. If the forest elves are really wiped out by the group, they may become extinct in the world of "Code of the Old Gods".

So this time it's not just about rewards, Zhao Chuanxin cannot help but not take it seriously.

But within a few minutes, Zhao Chuanxin forgot about it and fell into a deep sleep.

Get up the next day, wash up, and go out for breakfast with your apprentice and rice cook.

Zhao Yixian got up earlier because he was really hungry yesterday.

"Zhao Shenxian, shall we continue on our way today?"

"If you're not in a hurry, stay here for one more day."

Zhao Yixian said "Ah": "Is there something important?"

"No."

Zhao Yixian rubbed his face and muttered: "Why are you not in a hurry again?"

The reason why Zhao Chuanxin stayed for one more day was because he wanted to help the forest elves tide over the difficulties safely.

These days, the mountains and seas are all uneven, so if anything happens on the road, it will be delayed.

He glanced sideways at Zhao Yixian: "Are you from Dunhuang? Why do you talk so much?"

Zhao Yixian: "..."

On the street, Zhao Chuanxin saw a banner that read: Wontons in goose soup.

A small breakfast shed with only five tables.

Zhao Chuanxin sat down and said, "Brother, here are ten bowls of wontons. Put more shrimps, more sesame oil, more wontons..."

The waiter was confused: "Sir, do you want twenty bowls?"

"No, just ten bowls. Save money and just put more."

The guy complained: You saved money, but what about us?

Zhao Yixian wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

What a loss.

Benjamin Goldberg didn't care about that much. He sat in his chair and slapped the table as if he had ADHD, just waiting for the meal to start.

When the wontons came, Zhao Chuanxin was eating his third bowl.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of gongs and drums on the street, and the noisy crowd came from far away.

He asked curiously: "Man, what are you doing with this huge crowd of people?"

The waiter took one look at it and said without any surprise: "This is the Spring Festival. It's done by the government. It happens every year. Did your guest see the spring ox framed with five-color paper? That's divination. It's fortune-telling." Good luck next year. When you take it apart, if you look at it, if you have more yellow paper, it will be a good year in the coming year; if there are more white papers, there will be floods in the coming year; if there are more black papers, there will be plagues... Exit from the gate of the magistrate's office on Daoqian Street, turn north and east, until Yingchunfang.”

Zhao Yixian also remembered this and said: "Zhao Shenxian, we are still far away from Yingchunfang. The teahouse and restaurant there must have put up a sign indicating that they are full early in the morning. The gongs and drums are beating, and thousands of people are moving. Everyone wants to cheer. Phew—the spring cow is here... Let’s eat quickly and join in the fun after eating."

After hearing what they said, Zhao Chuanxin remembered, isn't it almost the Chinese New Year?

"Okay, let's go take a look after eating."