Chapter 11: Humble equipment

In the world of swords and magic, the gods are not immortal.
The ebb and flow of the world, prosperity and death, I do not know how many countries and nations are changing. The same is true of the gods who are high above. Every few hundreds of years and thousands of years, the gods in charge of different priesthoods have their lives and deaths, and they will be changed.
Specific to a certain god, it will also fluctuate in the long time it exists. For example, Bann, the of tyranny, has been repeatedly killed and resurrected; and the murder god, Cyric, who likes conspiracy and intrigue, is purely amusing and likes to die by himself.
Shirek created a copy of the Book of Shire, originally intended to harm people, but ended up making himself an idiot and falling from the realm of the gods.
It wanders around the world, the spirit is good and bad, the powerful divine power is exhausted, and it has reached a very weak point.
The attitude of the murderable who likes to play ghost tricks will never change. It was originally mischievously attached to a Bann believer in an attempt to disrupt the enemy in the back.
But because Zhou Qingfeng interjected his hands, the believer of Bann was arrested, and only one strand of God's thoughts could not change the ending of it. It naturally sought to find the next subject.
Undead, Uncle Zhou appeared.
Compared with other brave and fierce adventurers who only understand brute force, Zhou Qingfeng looks much more ‘fun’. The of murder was ridiculed by him, but inspired memories and remembered who he was. So it simply clings to it.
Although Zhou Qingfeng took office as a tyrant, he was too weak to resist such possession. Cyric was so confident that he would play with this mortal soul and make him pay the price of taunting the gods.
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This body is awkward and can go in and out. The thought in his head is also strange, even if he does n’t believe in God at all, and regards the as a kind of waste-like being, the spirit believes in you for a day or two, as long as it does n’t work
Ordinary people who cannot grow the flowers often drag the Dragon King out of the temple. It didn't rain even after it was hit. This Dragon King was afraid that it would be useless, let alone incompetent.
When understanding the strange logic of Zhou Qingfeng's treatment of the gods, Cyric was extremely surprised and understood why he couldn't escape from this kid. He was a true unbeliever. His mind is completely autonomous, incompatible with this world of swords and magic.
What's even worse is that if this kid dies, the trapped Cirrus will die with him.
This is absolutely unacceptable.
The of murder has only one way to turn this kid into a believer, make his mind leak, and let him worship himself. Only in this way can we counterattack and forcibly possess the kid's body.
But this kid didn't believe in God at all.
The God of Murder, who had encountered a new problem, was silent. It has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and this is really the first time.
Zhou Qingfeng was also silent.
If a zealot is possessed by the gods he believes in, he will rejoice, be willing to dedicate himself, and feel supreme glory.
But Zhou Qingfeng is not a fanatic, he is not even a believer. No normal person likes another consciousness in his body, even if the other person is a god.
After being attached, Zhou Qingfeng briefly experienced fear, fear, helplessness and other processes. But he soon knew that his body was still his own, and that guy named Ciric couldn't control his own destiny.
"Victor."
A shout pulled Zhou Qingfeng, whose thoughts diverged, back.
Todd waved in front of Zhou Qingfeng's eyes and asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"
The corpses on the torture rack were lowered, and the gathered adventurers had dispersed.
The death of believers in Ban was nothing more than to put pressure on the people in Baiya Village. No one said anything, after all, accidents happened every day in the Black Forest, and everyone was used to facing sudden death.
"What are we going to do next?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Will you go to the stucco village to find someone for revenge?"
Todd sighed in annoyance. The cold wind and death in the outdoors made him drunk soberly. "The Goblin plank road was blocked, and the village's supplies were supported for at least a week. If the plank road cannot be reopened within a week, many people will starve to death No.
Whether for myself or for others, I must do something. But now it's getting dark, nobody dares to wander in the black forest at night. So we will go to the stucco village tomorrow. Now we are going to get some equipment and have a good sleep. "
When entering the White Crow Village, Todd was empty-handed, and Zhou Qingfeng was empty-handed.
In order to deal with the current difficulties, the ranger Lukans opened his own equipment library and allowed Todd to arm himself. Zhou Qingfeng can also take advantage and get a weapon at his disposal.
The so-called equipment storehouse is just a wooden house with a lock. The house has no windows and must be lit by a torch to see it clearly. Zhou Qingfeng followed Todd in, and in his eyes was dozens of thick heavy weapons placed on rows of wooden frames.
Great axe, big sword, heavy flail.
In order to deal with the terrible monsters in the Black Forest, humans living here are used to using powerful weapons. Todd picked up a big axe and smiled happily.
Although Zhou Qingfeng's strength is not small, he is still ordinary. Those axes can be more than ten or twenty kilograms. Only barbarians can wield the axe used by normal human beings by a few kilograms. Otherwise, they can be exhausted by carrying them alone.
In addition to heavy weapons, there are some armors in the equipment library. Todd picked a piece of heavy leather that was enough to cover most of his vital points. But this type of leather armor is also deadly, Zhou Qingfeng can only turn his head to leave.
The rest is not good enough, there is no exquisite equipment suitable for thieves, not even a dagger capital. No one will fight a monster with a small knife, which is no different from killing a monster.
"Boy, you don't seem to find any suitable weapon." Cyric's voice came out again.
"Shut up, it has nothing to do with you." Zhou Qingfeng said in his heart, but he was really disappointed. Although the equipment may not make him stronger, anyway, it is a psychological comfort.
"If you are willing to pray to me and be my Lord, I may be able to help you." Cyric laughed strangely. "There are many thieves in my followers. I know too much what you need. As long as I am willing, I You can even make an artifact for you. "
Artifacts are something you can't find. Mastering artifacts is something that every adventurer dreams of.
But Zhou Qingfeng sneered, "A guy who has fallen to the point where mortals can only exist, tell me an artifact?"
The breaking of the "Sirui Sutra" is like a needle. Zar'ek is very sensitive. In one sentence, it makes him thunder, "boy, you better see your current situation. With your current strength, several Goblin's siege cannot cope.
If you obey me, I can let you live. Otherwise, after the death of an unbeliever, the soul will travel to the underworld and be sealed on the wall of the unbeliever for hundreds of years of torture. "
The torture of the soul is a terrible thing for believers.
But Zhou Qingfeng didn't matter, and what Sirek said was like a joke. He managed to find a gray, fine-stabbed sword from the corner of the equipment library, and held it in his hand and examined it a few times.
The fine-stabbed sword is like an enlarged embroidery needle, about sixty to seventy centimeters long, very light and has a simple hand guard. I don't know how many years this thing has been left in the corner, the sword body is a bit rusty, and the scabbard is missing.
It's better to do it than it is.
Zhou Qingfeng reached out and struck the slender sword body, which has good toughness and can be used.
Realizing that Zhou Qingfeng actually chose such a broken handle, Ciric immediately mocked: "This thing has a fart in the Black Forest, and even a wolf can't be killed. If you are willing to worship me, I can teach you how to give this handle The sword is enchanted. "
Enchanting is to add additional attributes, such as lifesteal, tear, toxin, powerful elemental damage, or other magical abilities.
But Zhou Qingfeng didn't agree, "Xerek, shut up. What you say, I won't even believe a punctuation mark."
"But you plan to fight with such a junk weapon?"
"Some things always need to be faced."
"You're too arrogant to know your weakness and ignorance at all."
"I know my weakness."
"But if you die, I will die too, completely fall."
"Really? That's great."