It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1054 Sun God, can you come out and talk about it, we don’t want blood sacrifice?
Chapter 1054 Sun God, can you come out and talk about it, we don’t want blood sacrifice?
Archmage Baierbo's airship flew quickly along the mountain ridge.
The rulers of the Glorious Holy See are still repeatedly calculating the number of people to mobilize, as well as the marching route and the length of the route!
width!
Water sources around!
How many mountains need to be climbed, how many bridges need to be built, where the mountain roads have collapsed and need to be repaired, how many indigenous people need to be mobilized, how much food is needed in total...
Grete, on the other hand, knew nothing about these things, happily marching on the mountain road. High reflexes? You can collect oxygen in the bubble technique at any time and take a few more beautiful breaths;
Can’t climb the mountain? Riding the Phantom Horse does not consume much physical energy. If you are really tired, you can go to sleep on the floating saucer and tie the floating saucer around the Phantom Horse’s neck.
Supply problem? Just kidding, with the space bag in hand, no one can be wronged, but the caster can't be wronged!
With such strong hard conditions, the journey becomes very enjoyable. Drink tea, chat, and look at the scenery. You can see the snow-capped mountains in the distance and the canyon up close. The majestic and majestic places are dizzying.
The only drawback is...
"Gretel, you're so tanned!" Cerela pouted and muttered:
"The sun is so harsh today, I feel like my face is going to peel off!"
Gretel: "..."
His first reaction was to quickly take a look at the nearby priests of the Sun God. Fortunately, there was no reaction from the priests around him. It was probably because of the language barrier.
Moreover, these priests of the Sun God are not like the mages who always have [Language Knowledge]. Otherwise, if you complain in front of them that the sun is too poisonous, God knows if they will want to beat you.
However, miss, at an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, there will be high-reflection plateaus, and it is true that ultraviolet rays are strong. But you are a dragon! A dragon! You look like an elf on the outside, but your essence is still a silver dragon!
Do you really think that a silver dragon that lives in high mountains, snowy mountains, or in a dragon's nest in the clouds will peel off its skin under this level of sun?
Of course, Serira complained, and that had to be solved anyway. Gretel touched the space bag, took out a piece of silver iodide film, and activated the sun protection magic——
"go!"
A thin, vague black mist rose up from the palm of her hand, covering her head and face, covering Cerela like a gauze. The silver dragon girl's eyes lit up, she raised her thumb to him, and raised her thumb again.
Chin up:
What about yourself!
What about yourself!
Don't let your skin peel off, get red, or get tanned!
"ah……"
Feelings are like Xiang Zhuang's sword dance, intended for Pei Gong. Gretel quickly smiled at her, cast a sunscreen spell on himself, and threw another one to Losia. When it was Idian's turn, the half-stepper
Legend waved his hands calmly:
"I don't need it. This little sunshine is nothing to me."
That is~~~You are a person who can physically enter a high-radiation area and be killed seven times in and seven times out. You can carry radioactive dust in your lungs for hundreds of years~~~The ultraviolet rays in high-altitude areas cannot harm your epidermal cells at all.
Bar?
Gretel silently cursed, and when he turned his eyes, he saw a group of monks of the Sun God looking at him intently, with extremely strange eyes. Look at him, and then look at the dull black mist covering his body, that look seemed to see the devil
generally……
Uh... okay. Gretel could almost imagine what they were thinking: Where are the guests of the Sun God that we agreed upon?
It was agreed that the Sun God would personally issue the oracle, but where are the distinguished guests coming to the royal capital?
This spell seems to be against the Sun God!
Of course, as long as he didn't reprimand him face to face, Gretel could pretend he didn't see it. He shamelessly continued to chat and laugh with Cerela, and continued wandering on the mountain road.
The Phantom Colt landed silently, the Silver Moon Deer walked briskly, and although the alpaca ridden by the locals was short, it walked most smoothly on the mountain road. Uphill, downhill, around the mountain, past the fortress...
One day, two days, three days. Finally one day, the rolling mountains turned into towering city walls, built with thick and huge stones. Gretel raised his head and silently estimated in his heart:
One floor, two floors, three floors...
Although it was not as good as the Nanjing city wall he had seen, it was already remarkable that such a majestic city wall could be built on such a steep mountain!
The monks from the Temple of the Sun came forward to negotiate with the defenders, and then led them into the deep city gate. Gretel took the opportunity to touch it and found that the stone was cut extremely finely, and the gaps between the stones could not be found with the thinnest knife.
Can't insert it.
Moreover, it is completely made of bricks, without using mortar or any other adhesive——
In this country where only bronze tools are available and stone tools are still used in remote areas, it is really amazing that such a huge city wall can be built!
They passed through the city gate and walked on the streets in the city. The street, which was not very wide, was divided into two sides by a canal, with a clear stream flowing in it. Gretel curiously jumped off the phantom pony and reached out to grab a handful.
Stream:
"Wow! It's so cold!"
He shook his hands desperately, wiped them dry, and put them into his arms shivering. Beside him, the priest of the sun god raised his head proudly and pointed to the distant mountain peak:
"This is the melted snow water from the sacred mountain. It gathers in it and flows into our city for the descendants of the Sun God to enjoy."
Gretel really wanted to throw a [Detection Magic] or an identification spell into the snow water to see what kind of sacred substance there was in the snow water...
A commotion suddenly sounded. People hurriedly quickened their pace, pouring out from each house like a tide, and ran towards the front.
Grete and others were swept up by the crowd and rushed to a square. Before Grete could figure out what was happening, a low, powerful, and long whistle began.
"It's the Holy Conch! The king is traveling!"
The middle-aged priest next to Grete whispered softly. He gestured and winked, telling Grete and others to quickly dismount and stick to the roadside. At the edge of the square, people had already knelt down one after another, as if they were being beaten.
Like wheat straw blown down by the wind.
Gretel was not interested in kneeling down. As for Cerela and others, there was no need to expect them to kneel down for mortals. The middle-aged priest looked around nervously, quickly took them into a shop along the street, closed the door,
Lower the curtains——
With a brush sound, Gretel and others quickly squeezed to the window. Losia raised her hand and released the [Mage's Secret Cabin], making the room look dark from the outside. But looking out from the inside, the field of vision was clear and completely dark.
hindered.
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In the square, priests and nobles in gorgeous robes had filled half of the square. A priest led six pure white alpacas and walked towards the highest priest.
Behind the alpacas, a group of slaves with strong bodies and numb faces were led forward. In front of the brazier in the center of the square, a blood tank familiar to Gretel and others had been set up. The priests held complexly decorated bronze knives and treated each other in silence.
.
Gretel: "..."
Sun God, can you come out and talk, we don’t want blood sacrifices?
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