Chapter 393: The Goddess Church of Magic
March 14th
Dark Forest.
Clear.
Build the wall, dig deep trenches.
Erect arrow towers, construct bastions.
Various defensive facilities were quickly built.
In addition to the busy kobolds and engineers, there was also a group of young curious faces.
They also had their tasks, to control the construction golems to assist in completion.
They occasionally had accidents, but demonstrated a solid foundation of knowledge and professional skills, always able to make up for it and continue pushing the project forward.
The adventurers who witnessed this scene were now certain.
The Bay Territory's training of the next generation was absolutely unparalleled.
Whenever there was an opportunity, they would arrange for them to "show their skills."
Even if they failed, they could summarize the reasons for failure.
Within just three days at Bull Fort.
A sufficiently strong outer defensive line had been built.
The 5-meter wide and deep trench surrounding Bull Fort ensured that enemies could not immediately attack the walls.
The magic-resistant wall was 8 meters high and 6 meters wide.
Each side had 64 heavy crossbow platforms.
There were 1,300 crossbow shooting ports.
The lookout arrow towers, standing as high as 30 meters, not only allowed an easy overlook of the battlefield.
On each arrow tower, over 30 heavy crossbows could also precisely shoot at threatening enemies.
As long as they had flesh and blood, no one would want to take such a weapon head-on.
The outer wall was already strong enough.
The inner wall, which was two meters higher, made people shiver.
Numerous strong bastions, large and small, could effectively resist enemy ranged attacks, also preventing them from quickly capturing the inner wall.
To take this place, one had to fight through bastion after bastion.
At least it could buy enough time!
Besides these visible defensive measures, there were also countless hidden defenses.
Many adventurers began to look forward to it, eagerly waiting for the troll army to arrive, hoping they'd crash against Bull Fort.
Naturally, they too hoped to take advantage!
Inside the Dark Forest, scouts brought news.
The main army of the Gurubashi trolls was on the move!
More than 60,000 troll soldiers were heading towards them in a grand manner.
Adventurers and special teams from the Bay Territory did their utmost to block their march along the way.
Upon receiving this news, the adventurers not only did not feel uneasy, but instead there was a sense of anticipation for battle.
Everyone knew that the defensive operations of the Bay Territory were second to none.
Many adventurers spread the word, attracting more companions to come to this area.
All kinds of exploration and hunting missions were a carnival for elite adventurers.
In just these three days, the Bay Territory had handed out nearly 300,000 gold coins.
The hotter it got, the stronger the adventurers it attracted.
A large number of adventurers from Bloodmoon City and the entire Eastern Province rushed over, joining in this thrilling adventure.
Meanwhile, at this point in time, Matthew did not stay in Bull Fort to command the battle; instead, he brought the polluted demon heart to the increasingly prosperous Bloodmoon City.
Many goods from the Bay Territory were being sold.
Even if purchased here and sold elsewhere, one could still make a considerable profit.
Of course, the main reason for Bloodmoon City's revival was that the city and its lord once again had gold.
As long as Bloodmoon City took action, it could drive the excavation of the city's underground ruins!
Numerous new ruins rich in resources were unearthed, and various stories of wealth spread continuously.
The adventurers who heard the news came in even greater numbers than in previous years.
Of course, a significant portion of them were diverted to the Bay Territory by various missions.
Under these circumstances, Matthew, wearing an arcanist robe, leisurely walked into a relatively deserted street.
Perhaps due to the lack of people, the street appeared particularly desolate.
The wall kept peeling, bricks cracking with gaps.
Various uncivilized behaviors banned in Bay City were rampant here.
Seeing all this, Matthew had no time to lament and reached out to knock on the door of the Goddess Church of Magic.
Two sturdy female knights came out, scrutinized Matthew's arcanist robe, their expressions turning from cold to gentle.
"Honored Arcanist, what brings you to the goddess's church?"
Although their tone had softened, Matthew could sense their determination to drive him away, so without hesitation, he said bluntly in a low voice:
"We have seized a tainted demon heart, and it is incredibly mysterious and dangerous..."
Demon?
Heart?
That can't be good!
Hearing about such a serious matter, the two female knights immediately let Matthew in and sent someone to inform the church personnel.
Demons were inherently dangerous, and those capable of condensing a heart in the real world were at least of a high rank.
The fact that Matthew could kill such a terrifying troll already spoke of his strength and background.
About two minutes later.
Led by them, Matthew walked through a corridor displaying various battle scenes.
Matthew glanced around briefly and found many of the illustrations were of special monsters he had never seen before.
This fully showcased the foundation and strength of the Goddess Church.
Besides the impressive gallery, Matthew keenly noticed that the entire church had already begun to "rust."
Matthew made no comments or opinions about what he saw until he entered the spacious hall.
The hall was quite empty, with nearly 2,000 chairs densely covering the back.
The entire hall was silent.
Beneath the huge statue of the Goddess of Magic.
An elderly man with slightly white hair was deftly flipping through the "scriptures."
Remembering the effort he had put in before, going through all the struggles.
After nearly three months, he had finally met the old man.
Besides a line of text, everything else was a question mark.
Level 25 Legendary Priest!
Legendary Peak!
One of the spokespersons of the Goddess of Magic!
Mad Dragon - Barrett!
The second legend Matthew had met!
A powerful being capable of tearing apart a demon lord with his bare hands!
Matthew directly took out the tainted demon heart, intending to capture Barrett's attention immediately.
His plan succeeded!
The tainted demon heart was extremely eerie, and even in the hall of the Goddess of Magic, it continued to emit an unsettling aura.
Barrett voluntarily stopped reading the tome, slowly raised his head, and fixed his gaze on the demon heart in Matthew's hand.
A massive pressure emanated from Barrett.
A faint golden sacred light burst out from the elder's extended finger.
Eighth Circle - Divine Spell, Purification!
The dazzling pale golden light swiftly enveloped the demon heart.
After getting rid of this troublesome item, Matthew immediately retreated to a distance and watched from afar.
Sure enough, as the holy golden light entered the demon heart, it caused a series of crisp crackling sounds.
Matthew felt relieved, glad he hadn't planned on studying the power of the Blood God.
Otherwise, no matter what method he used, he wouldn't be able to escape such an eerie situation.
Recklessly using the power of time or fate would instead draw more of the Blood God's "attention."
Without preparation, it could easily be fatal.
At first, the demon heart swelled and pulsed.
Until Barrett took another step forward, extending his slightly withered palm and pressing it against the gradually reddening demon heart.
The demon heart immediately calmed down, playing dead without moving.
He placed it inside a pitch-black box, then turned to Matthew and said:
"You're here? The goddess has been waiting for you for a long time!"