Wizard of All Souls

Sean returned to the makeshift station.

Beside the tent where people come and go, he saw dozens of wooden carts full of goods.

"Has Mr. Huomeid returned?"

Wanting to bulldoze the Weeping Swamp is not as simple as killing monsters and filling the soil.

Their ultimate goal is to transform this place into a land suitable for human habitation and reproduction.

But here is full of miasma, and the swamp mud is highly corrosive, and even ordinary mud has big problems.

There is still a long way to go for people to live normally and crops to grow normally.

It takes a lot of potions to get rid of the miasma.

It is necessary to plant a large number of certain specific green grasses and trees to absorb harmful components in the soil.

need……

"We spent dozens or hundreds of years clearing the monsters and filling up the swamp."

"It will start after that, and it will take hundreds of years to improve step by step from the soil, environment, and climate."

"This process is too long."

"There seems to be no end in sight."

If it weren't for the empire, the paladins of Will, and the support of the three major trade unions, and the continuous investment of a lot of money and manpower, this task would have been almost impossible.

Even so, it takes too much time.

"I don't know how long this policy will be implemented?"

"I heard that Paladin Will advocated it on his own. In case Paladin Will is gone..."

"no, I can not."

"Even if my grandson, great-grandson, great-great-grandson... are all buried in the loess, Paladin Will may not die."

Sean shook his head, shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and walked towards the goods.

When the people unloading things on the wooden cart saw Sean coming, they all stopped to say hello.

"Don't worry about me, you continue."

He looked at the things in the car, "These are all medicinal seedlings? Let's start with herbs that grow in harsher environments? There are so many food and tools, are you planning to build a town here?"

In addition to the eight major cities in Parasu Province, hundreds of new towns have been built over the years.

"I heard that after the Weeping Swamp is resolved, the upper echelon plans to build a ninth city here. I don't know if it's true."

The province of Parasu is very large, three times the size of ordinary provinces.

Now there are only eight cities, hundreds of small towns, and a total population of only a few million, which is really not enough.

"That is?"

Sean's eyes widened suddenly, staring at a lifeless, ten-meter-long black tiger with six eyes in front of him—the six-eyed magic-striped tiger.

The legendary six-eyed magic-striped tiger has a combat power comparable to that of a third-class apprentice. Without the holy armor of the kingdom, his winning rate is only 60%.

"I met it when I was transporting goods, and Mr. Homeide shot and killed it." The person on the side explained.

"Is teacher okay?"

"Slightly injured, drank the potion and is resting in the tent."

Sean, who got the news, hurried towards the tent.

As soon as he approached the tent, he heard teacher Huomeid's hearty laughter.

"Teacher, is anyone else here?"

Sean entered the tent, and his eyes fell on the five dwarves and the two shelves covered with cloth.

Even Teacher Huomeide's injury was put aside, he rubbed his hands nervously and asked, "Has the Kingdom's Holy Armor been repaired?"

"How could our dwarf technology disappoint you?"

The dwarf pulled the cloth off the shelf with a "swish".

Two armors, one black and one white, shining brightly, were suddenly exposed to the air.

Sean and Huomeid stared at the armor with fiery eyes, forgetting to breathe.

Kingdom Sacred Armor - light and dark battle armor.

It is a powerful holy armor created by the fusion of forging and magic patterns together by wizards and dwarves. It has unparalleled power.

It is still in the experimental stage, and he and Homer will try it on, collect data, and then continue to improve.

It has been half a year since the last time it was shipped back to Turin for repairs.

Sean gently stroked the white holy armor, and the cool feeling in his hands aroused infinite heat in his heart.

"There won't be any more accidents this time, right?" Sean asked.

The last time I fought the trolls and slime monsters, the two holy armors were almost scrapped.

"Absolutely no problem!"

The dwarves swear by it.

Sean and Huo Meide looked at each other, "After you get familiar with the new holy armor, you can take revenge."

...

Sean is wearing white holy armor, which emits a soft and holy light under the sunlight.

Homer was wearing black holy armor, mysterious and elegant, like an elf in the dark night.

The two were originally about 1.8 meters tall, but after putting on the holy armor, they turned into little giants over two meters tall.

The two led an elite troop composed of dozens of adventurers to the depths of the Weeping Swamp.

There are more and more monsters encountered along the way, and they are getting stronger and stronger.

When they came to the deepest part of the Weeping Swamp, before the largest swamp, everyone became nervous.

"You stay here and don't wander around."

After an order, Sean and Homeide walked into the swamp.

The swamp is constantly bubbling, making a sound similar to human wailing-this is the origin of the name Wailing Swamp.

When the two walked in, countless murderous gazes focused on them immediately.

"Three six-eyed magic-striped tigers, six two-headed mangs, seven trolls, twelve marsh-jumping frogs, twenty slime monsters? And..."

There are too many monsters around.

Ordinary third-class apprentices rushing in will be torn to pieces in no time.

Even before they dared to lure monsters one by one.

I remember the last time they broke in wearing holy armor and almost died, even the holy armor was almost destroyed.

"Last time they said it was fine."

"Haha, let's trust them again."

There are too many problems with Wang Guosheng's armor, but the improvement in strength is also very large.

"ha--"

The two roared angrily, and their bodies began to swell.

Mysterious and simple lines appeared on the surface of the Kingdom's Holy Armor, which actually swelled with the size of the two of them.

In less than a breath, the two had turned into a five-meter-tall Gundam.

Except for the color, the shape and equipment of the two armors are exactly the same, both are the holy shield in the left hand and the holy sword in the right hand.

"Aww-"

The monsters howled and rushed towards the two of them.

The two also roared and rushed forward.

The first to rush over was the fastest six-eyed magic-striped tiger.

Sean used the holy shield in his left hand to resist the tiger's pounce, and the holy sword in his right hand slashed, blood splashed immediately, and the wailing sound of the devil tiger sounded in his ears.

"Die to me!"

"go to hell!"

The troll rushed up, the slime surrounded them, and the bogfrog stuck out its tongue and tied the two of them down to the ground...

...

Five dwarves and dozens of adventurers waited anxiously outside the swamp.

Here, they could clearly hear the roaring sound coming from ahead, feel the constantly shaking ground, and see the tree trunk embraced by ten people flying in the sky...

They're nervous, they're excited, they're anxious.

But in any case, they can only wait.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

When the battle started, the sun had just risen, and now the sun was already westward.

Sudden.

The deafening noise suddenly stopped.

"Victorious?"

"Still failed?"

When people could not bear to rush into the battlefield, two huge figures, one black and one white, slowly came out.

The armor is still five meters high, with cracks all over the surface, the holy shield is missing and broken, and the holy sword is also incomplete.

"We have won!" The two of them collapsed to the ground with the last bit of strength.

"Get ready."

The five dwarves rushed towards Sean with tools, tapping on the armor continuously.

After finally opening the armor, they pulled out Sean and Homeide who were bathed in blood and put them into the medicine bathtub prepared in advance.

The two of them were already in a coma, and they kept murmuring in pain.

The others looked nervously at the two people in the medicated bath, while standing aside holding various potion bandages.

The five dwarves tapped on the armor and communicated with each other.

"Shouldn't it? How could it be so rotten?"

"There seems to be a problem with the magic pattern drive core. You can see that people have come out, and the armor has not become smaller."

"I think the protection of the wearer should be strengthened next time."

"No, no, the reason why the people inside are injured is because the armor is not hard enough."

"I think the hardness is enough. It is because of fighting with the enemy for too long that it rots like this. What the holy armor needs to improve is the attack power."

When the dwarves quarreled endlessly.

There was a deafening sound suddenly in the sky.

"Don't go too far—"

Following the loud noise, a column of silt spewed out from the depths of the ground like a fountain, condensing into a mud monster hundreds of meters high - a king-level monster.

The clan was killed, the lair was destroyed, and the king of the slime clan finally couldn't stand it anymore.