"Damn, who made such a bright light?" Li Huamei stood on the inner city wall, looking at the bright light that suddenly burst out in the distance, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned.

"Turn the power of our shadowless workbench to the maximum, so that everyone can hide in the pit and not come out!" The daughter of the city lord skillfully commanded the only dozens of soldiers: "Tell them not to come out tonight until the ban is lifted."

The people of Wangxiangcheng have become accustomed to such black and white days. They will rest during the day and try not to get out of the dark room they use to hide in as much as possible.

At night, they were when they got up to move. The relatively dim moonlight and the scattered firelight used to light were unable to produce shadows that gave the wronged souls an opportunity to take advantage of under the influence of the shadowless workbench.

If this is eliminated, the living standards of the people in the villages in Wangxiang are actually quite acceptable, and the Jinke garbage imported from the New World ensures high yields of crops.

The rainfall in cities in coastal areas is quite large, which makes these people feel free to eat and wear over the years.

The Shadowless Workbench was traded with the mages of the New World by Li Xuanbai. Not only that, cloth, fertilizer, spices, weapons and armor, and other materials that cannot be produced by Wangxiangcheng City were traded by Li Xuanbai and the mages.

What Wangxiangcheng needs to pay is to maintain several magic items that are unknown to use, and to handle some handmade products orders thrown by the mages.

The mages of the New World also built a portal in Wangxiangcheng. Occasionally, one or several New World people who came to the south with special purposes appeared from the door, and Li Xuanbai needed to send them safely out of Wangxiangcheng.

Such a transaction lasted for nearly fifteen years. After so many years, Li Xuanbai sent out nearly five hundred people, and no one came back.

The most important trading object is the mages' interest in "Yan Mo". They are very interested in this evil thing that exists in a special form. The Shadowless Workbench is the product of this interest.

"Apart from these, have you ever had contact with other forces?" Yang Yuefan had no interest in such transactions that did not involve any substantial content.

At present, the attitude of the Loess Zone towards the New World remains to be seen. Those witch kings are like crazy scientists who are not short of funds, playing with whatever dangers they are, but they essentially do not mean to destroy the world.

Although they did succeed a little bit after several times.

The amazing number of mage groups in the New World is like a deformed class created by the witch kings who have done experiments and forced the popularization of magic education in order to make it easier for them to do experiments.

Most of them may not be qualified to become mages themselves. Ninety percent of them have only completed primary education and barely felt the existence of magic. They may be able to release one or two tricks to gain the amazement of the natives, but their lifelong achievements have stopped here.

All the witch kings need is the remaining one who barely becomes talented. They occupy different classes according to their own talents. The only meaning of existence is to cooperate with the witch kings to conduct research.

Overall, without direct conflict, players in the Loess Zone do not want to provoke the legendary mages who have done magic and got mad.

Do you know if they have studied the magic version of the atomic bomb.

In addition, watching the scene where the American imperial players are unable to break through the siege and can only occupy the northernmost snowfield in North America and continue to flee internally is also a great pleasure for the New Chinese.

Not to mention the Loess Zone, which has completed internal reforms, the Russians who are on the road to unification, and the Eu who secretly undermined several principalities, even the Black Shuli in Afiliga is a little better than the American imperial players.

At least, those gangsters are very homeless. As long as they don’t easily provoke their sleeping territory, the Hei Shuli and Li play edge balls in the border areas and play even darker natives, which is still a bit of a pain.

"There is no one else. With the current situation of Wangxiangcheng, how dare I expose my existence too much." Li Xuanbai shook his head: "If those alchemists hadn't come suddenly, we were not opponents, we wouldn't have reached an agreement with them."

"No need to explain to me. In the far south, any decision you make represents Wangxiangcheng. The new government will not hold you accountable." Yang Yuefan gave Mrs. Li a reassurance: "If everything goes well, maybe the cooperation between us and the Witch King will continue."

The demand for magic knowledge is the top priority for various countries at present. The extraordinary person's physical fitness exceeds ordinary people, and has initially solved the current situation of backward productivity.

If you don’t have construction machinery, you can use manpower, but this is not a long-term solution. Magic still needs to be done. If you grasp both hands, you will have to be strong with both hands.

"Can you tell me about the trouble you have caused?" Mrs. Li finished her own affairs: "After all, I am still the lord of Wangxiangcheng, and I have to be responsible for the people in the city."

"We try our best to solve the problem ourselves. With the existence of 'Yan Mo', it may be an advantage for us." Yang Yuefan smiled: "What we need to do now is to delay time."

That's right, delay time.

Xu Yichen looked at the boundless soul in front of him, maintaining efficiency as much as possible, and at the same time, he took a small step back, and the fine black sand forced the passage to expand.

At this time, six unjust souls could be accommodated in front of the demon hunter at the same time. He had to retreat upwards and make the path narrower again.

However, according to his calculations, the fine sand dropped by the dead soul was enough to pave the road to the top of the city wall after about two hours.

"Head, what should we do?" Ranger shot a few arrows casually, and the arrow penetrated countless unjust souls without any obstacles and nailed to the ground without any effect.

Similarly, they could not have contact with the demon hunter, and under the influence of the sun, they could communicate.

"The paladins over there have defeated the green skin and are cleaning up the small man near the city wall." Li Yanlong carefully hid himself.

The paladins below are not green-skinned. They are all skilled warriors. The enchanted crossbow can easily penetrate his armor.

Those green skins lying all over the floor can testify that the quality of the arms produced by the church is absolutely up to standard.

Mancini's mercenary squad had been equipped with similar hand crossbows, but the quality was very different.

Xu Yichen looked up at the artificial sun in the sky, then looked back at the vast number of wronged souls: "You retreat along the city wall. These wronged souls cannot get close to the city wall. Put this gap to the paladins. Since they believe in the sun god, this dirty wronged soul should be professionally matched, right?"
Chapter completed!