"I drank too much at a dinner yesterday, this chapter makes up for yesterday's.

Even though the war has been on hold for a day, the air in the royal city is still full of blood and stinky smell.

This tastes not good, but everyone gets used to it.

The Ice Crystal Road has been shoveled, but the gap in the city wall cannot be blocked temporarily, let alone the collapse at the city gate.

Standing on a wall near the city gate, Ye Zhongming and Hong Xiang stood together, looking at the warriors who were cleaning up the ruins and corpses.

Both the kings, Hong Xiang and Neo, were seriously injured. Even though they were treated by Park Soo-young, who had recovered for a long time, Hong Xiang could only walk down the ground, but his condition was obviously not good. Neo Kingsho could even lie on the bed.

If two people want to recover to a state where they can fight, it will probably take at least three to five sand fall days. If they completely recover, they will even take ten sand fall days.

"That's water, cement?"

Ye Zhongming nodded. Actually, it was concrete, but he didn't want to explain so much.

Since the armistice, the engineering team from Genting came here with a large amount of building materials. In addition to the ones that were originally stored in the royal city, they began to quickly repair the city walls.

This concrete structure will naturally not be as strong as the walls of the bluestone that have been blessed by some special abilities, but the advantage is that it is fast and can block the gap within a few days. After processing, you can push it.

"Is this cover refreshed?"

Hong Xiang looked at the screen covering the sky above his head. Although Ye Zhongming had already said it, he still asked, after all, this was related to whether the battle would start again.

Ye Zhongming nodded. He could not explain some abilities rules, and could only tell them the result in a way that the posthumous person understood. There were some things that were hard to explain, and they were all pushed to the omnipotent god...

"You said, how long will they have a truce?"

Looking at the Dawn Temple Army, who was collecting his own bodies and rectifying the team with the layman in the distance, Ye Zhongming asked.

In this regard, he felt that the kings knew the Temple of Dawn better than him, and could also make the most accurate speculation.

Before King Hong Xiang could speak, he saw King Ling Kun coming over.

There was some unwiped blood on his face.

"This dragon is really #￥%…& not easy to work with."

With the national curse from the layman, King Kun took the wet cloth handed over by a guard next to him and wiped his face.

"You didn't kill me?"

Nothing can promote relationships between men better than fighting together. After this offense and defense, Ye Zhongming and the three kings and even the guardians became very harmonious, and they could even be called friends.

When you get familiar with each other, you naturally don’t have so many concerns when talking to each other, and you also have a random name.

"No, my mouth is too smelly. I was angry and beaten up, but the dragon scales are really hard." Ling Kun waved his fists at the two people, and Ye Zhongming and Hong Xiang saw that his fists were all broken.

"Zhong Ming was asking how many days of truce between the opposite side." As soon as Kan Zishan Wang Zun died, Ling Kun lived the longest among the three remaining kings, and Hong Xiang respected his opinions very much.

King Kun narrowed his eyes and thought for a while: "Normal circumstances, if you fight again, you need to rebuild siege equipment, prepare various materials and equipment, and you also need to reorganize the army formation, rush to build weapons and armor, restore slightly injured soldiers, restore morale, and so on."

"If you want to continue to launch a full-scale attack like the previous one, you will need at least twenty sand-falling suns." Ling Kun said while thinking, "But if you just want to keep harassing and testing us, then a few sand-falling suns will be fine, but I judge that they will not do this."

Kun didn't say the reason for such a judgment, but Ye Zhongming and Hong Xiang both understood that the Temple of Dawn had now seen it. With the help of outsiders like Genting, it was difficult for them to capture the royal city. The only hope was that the Holy Father took action himself.

A level nine strong man can crush many normal rules.

But no one knows when this level nine-level strongman arrived and why important things made him temporarily give up the decisive battle here.

The three of them remained silent and could feel the worries in each other's hearts.

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In the dark cave, the huge roar of Yangos resounded. Since the capture, the dragon never stopped.

When Ye Zhongming walked in, the sound paused for a moment, and then it became even more intense.

"Let me go, you humble human, do you know how great I am #￥%…￥￥@ is?"

After looking at Yangos tied to the stone wall, Ye Zhongming found that there was an extra blood hole in his chest. It should have been what King Kun just did, so that Yangos could not spit out the dragon's breath.

Of course, after the previous battle, Ye Zhongming was also very suspicious whether this guy still had the ability to spit fire.

Ye Zhongming pulled out the Earth Sand Moon Blade and walked to Yangos.

"Get away, you ant, you..."

"I heard that the dragon's body is full of treasures." Ye Zhongming said calmly, looking up at Yanggos' dragon face: "Dragon skin and dragon scales can create the best armor, longan can provide super vision, dragon horns can make weapons, extremely sharp, dragon brain can greatly replenish mental power, dragon meat can enhance physical fitness, dragon blood can increase skin toughness and thus improve defense."

While speaking, Ye Zhongming came to one of Yanggos' legs. The ground sand moon blade in his hand suddenly turned around and hit the dragon's leg with the back of the knife. The sound of bone cracking came immediately, and Yanggos's howling bitterly.

"There are also dragon beards, dragon tendons, dragon claws, dragon wings..."

Ye Zhongming seemed to be the person who broke a dragon leg just now, and looked at Yangos again calmly.

"If you don't want me to break you, it's better to be quiet."

Yangos stared at her eyes and gasped, but she stopped making noise.

"Very good, this can continue to talk." Ye Zhongming put away the knife, which made Yanggos feel much more at ease. The knife gave it a feeling of great danger.

After finding a clean stone pier, Ye Zhongming sat on it, looked at Yangos, and slowly spoke: "I can imagine why there are zombies, why people evolve, why there are golden holy light warships, and some more advanced lives are eager to try and eye other life planets."

"But there are many things I don't understand, such as what roulette is, what evolutionary potions are, what Jedi is, what professions and skills are, how they enter the human body and are mastered."

"You may not know the answers to these, but you can definitely answer one question."
Chapter completed!