Infrastructure Throne

The north wind howls and blows through the city wall. There are no stars or moons in the night, and the clouds are all black for thousands of miles.

Shen Qingze stretched out his right hand straight, and an ice blue scale was suspended in his palm, and as the scale continued to rotate, endless blue light spots were separated, flickering faintly, like a starry sky falling between his palms.

[One-time use item: Scale of the Frost Dragon, all hostile targets within 100 meters in front of the player will be frozen by frost, and will continue to receive ice damage for 30 seconds]

From under his feet, the boundless frost stretched out wantonly, bringing everything in front of Shen Qingze into his own territory. Wherever he passed, the sky was filled with wind and snow, and the piercing frost reflected the sky and the earth in a pale color.

The fighting on the city wall gradually stopped, and the soldiers stared at the incredible scene before them in a trance. Frost and snow fell on them like lukewarm feathers, but when facing the orcs, they immediately turned into sharp ice spikes!

In the blink of an eye, all the enemies within a hundred meters in front of Shen Qingze were frozen in solid ice, and the entire north city wall was condensed into frozen soil. The berserk beastman showed various strange postures, motionless in the ice sculpture.

Time seems to be paused.

There are many ice sculptures on the wall, constantly exuding cold air and faint blue light.

Regardless of the surprise, Yan Zui directly fired a shot, and sent the nearest frozen orc flying, the ice sculpture fell from a height, and fell to pieces!

Xiao Meng immediately ordered the soldiers to rush to give the order, and the soldiers came back to their senses, seized the time to do so, and worked together to push all the orcs on the top of the wall to pieces.

The artillery shells were thrown down like money, and clusters of sparks exploded among the frozen orcs in turn!

Under the crazy blow of the two heavens of ice and fire, the orcs were like collapsed bone mino cards. The top ones fell and smashed several in one breath, causing countless casualties in a short time.

Originally, Shen Qingze was sitting in the city lord's mansion, calmly coordinating all the chaotic things in the city. On the main interface of the system, the completion rate of the main task had already broken through the 80% mark. He never expected that, but at this moment, he suddenly stepped back !

There must be something wrong with the front line, and we can't hold it anymore!

The entire interface began to turn red, warning one after another.Shen Qingze, who got the news faster than the messengers, resolutely handed over the City Lord's Mansion to Fan Mizhou and other officials, and rode his horse to the north city wall alone.

At any rate, they caught up when they were about to break the city!

Shen Qingze activated the Frost Giant Dragon Scale, and began to count down silently in his heart. His eyes continued to patrol the battlefield. The figure of Yan Zui who was holding a gun and killing was like a bloody Asura. Ze found him.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Zui jumped off the city wall, grabbing the thick rope tied to the hot air balloon!

"Yan Zui!" Shen Qingze's expression changed suddenly, and he leaned over the battlement to look down——

I saw Yan Zui pulling the rope with one hand and holding the gun in the other, falling rapidly against the wall. The steel gun head rubbed against the rocky wall violently, sparks splashed everywhere, and the ear-piercing whine continued.

This fine steel gun made by Shen Qingze himself, has been tossed so much that it still hasn't broken!

Ping An bless Yan Zui to land steadily.

He blew the whistle with his fingers, and Li Huo, who had already been impatient, rushed out from the city gate with his horse's hooves sticking out. The guards did not dare to slack off, and immediately closed the city gate after releasing the city lord's mount.

There are 20 seconds left in the countdown!

Yan Zuifei got on his horse, and his dark red figure was as swift as a shooting star, dragging a long afterimage, walking among countless orc ice sculptures.

With one shot and one whip, he will kill gods when he meets gods, and Buddhas when he meets Buddhas. All obstacles in front of him will be crushed ruthlessly by him, and he will forge a path of frost!

Suddenly, Yan Zui's eyes focused——

found it!Among the tens of thousands of frozen orcs, the only one who still has the ability to resist the frost attack - the only remaining hidden orc priest!

The short old man with a white beard was holding up a wooden stick condensed with black flames, controlling the flames, and struggling in the frost spreading in all directions.

Witch Bai Ji blesses the entire orc army to become mad, which consumes a lot of energy. The scale of the dragon held by Shen Qingze is so powerful that no one can escape.

Agni raised his horse's hooves high, Yan Zui saw the right moment, and launched the Dragon Spear again!

The sharp long spear came out of his hand, and the night was clear and clear. When the tip of the spear pierced the night sky, it made a slight explosion, trembling and spinning at high speed, and drilled a large vacuum out of the frost that pervaded the surrounding fields!

In Bai Jiwu's suddenly constricted pupils, the god of death came screaming!

"Pfft!" Bai Jiwu was pierced through his chest by the huge impact, and fell to the ground, his muddy vision was spinning, and finally there was only a vast ice fog, stained red by the sprayed blood.

The orc army is over!

On the city wall, tens of thousands of soldiers watched the scene. The city lord single-handedly entered the enemy's camp and successfully killed the enemy's witch priest, completing the feat of slaying the dragon!

At this moment, everyone was boiling, and everyone cheered in unison.

Only Shen Qingze clenched the scales in his palms that were about to melt, his lips were tightened, his brows were extremely low, and under the half-bright light, the lines of his face were as stiff as stone carvings.

Come back soon!

There are only nine seconds left in the countdown!

Yan Zui discarded the world-destroying spear, swung his whip, turned around and ran back, the flames carried his master and ran wildly.

The effect of the Frost Dragon's Scale was about to wear off, the frost on the ground gradually began to melt, spider web-like cracks grew on the ice, and the sound of ice cracking cracked.

In a blink of an eye, countless cracked pieces blocked the way of the fire.

Facing the gust of knife-cutting wind, Yan Zui looked up at the city wall, and when he ran to the foot of the city, he was about to be overwhelmed by the orc army, it was too late!

50 meters... 20 meters...

Time passed by every minute and every second, Yan Zui was like a flat boat in a storm, which could be swallowed by the tide at any time.

At the last second before the scales completely melted, Shen Qingze suddenly stretched his brows, with a calm face, supported the wall with one hand, turned over neatly, and jumped down from the top of the city amidst the astonishing exclamations of everyone!

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On that side, Bai Jiwu, who was pierced by a single shot, is not completely dead at this moment.

Dense branches grew all over his body, piercing into the soil, absorbing the nutrients of the earth, maintaining the last trace of life.

His skinny hand tremblingly grasped the black flame stick, propped up half of his head, and pointed to the direction of Shen Qingze at the top of the city. , condensed in the black flame heart.

The clansmen were about to destroy the city, but when this person appeared, the situation would be turned upside down, how abominable!

He didn't know who Shen Qingze was, but such a powerful force shouldn't exist in this world at all!

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Shen Qingze fell rapidly from the top of the wall, and Yan Zui, who was rushing back, suddenly saw this suicide-like scene, and was almost terrified!

"Shen Qingze——!!!"

Even though the burn wound hurt his heart, even if he was about to be buried in the beast tide, he never moved his brows, but at this moment he lost his composure until his face turned pale, and his fingers holding the rein kept shaking.

The orcs who were about to recover from the freeze were crowded at the foot of the city like an arhat, and the falling Shen Qingze was facing the dense army of orcs below, his silver-white clothes fluttering in a mess.

Skill: Resist Halo, activate!

In an instant, the orcs in front of Shen Qingze fell on their backs like they were cutting wheat, the orcs on the periphery were directly bounced away, and the orcs in the center were tightly pressed to the solid ground by invisible and powerful pressure, with nowhere to fly .

That force immediately reacted on Shen Qingze himself, like magnets with the same polarity repelling each other, he himself was bounced up by the halo of resistance.

Shen Qingze seemed to be lying on a trampoline, repeatedly bombing in mid-air to remove all the impact, and finally stepped on the huge bodies of the orcs and landed safely.

Yan Zui's heart choked when he raised his throat.

No matter friends or foes, the city walls are all silent: "..."

Teng Changqing, who was lying on the wall, was about to drop his jaw: "Really...you really deserve to be the officiant!"

So far, the 30-second Frost Dragon Scale effect has completely disappeared.

Shen Qingze is only ten steps away from Yan Zui!

As the power of Bai Jisha dissipated, the berserk state faded from the orc army, and with the addition of a large amount of ice damage, their strength was exhausted, and the injuries that were forcibly suppressed were out of control, and the sequelae became more prominent.

As soon as Shen Qingze landed on the ground, he activated the halo of resistance again!

The effect of the same skill is diminished, but it still opens up a fan-shaped "meat ladder" for the orcs in front of him.

Shen Qingze strode forward with both legs, stepped on the weak orcs all over the floor, and ran in the direction of Yan Zui -

Skills: Glide, launch!

During a run-up, Shen Qingze stepped on the fainted orc's shoulder, jumped up, and under Yan Zui's shocked eyes, stretched his arms and hugged the man by the waist!

In the state of gliding, Shen Qingze was as light as a swallow, leisurely suspended in mid-air with Yan Zui in her arms, slowly drifting towards the city wall.

At the foot of the city, the orc army played by Shen Qingze finally recovered from their stupefaction, they all roared angrily, they even forgot about attacking the city, and chased them like crazy.

However, the flying dove orcs were almost wiped out in daytime hand-to-hand combat, and the rest were all land-walking orcs.

Even the tallest elephant orc man, no matter how he shakes his thick trunk, can't reach the two of them. He can only stomp and roar on the ground, unable to rage.

Seeing that the master has attracted all the hatred of the enemy, the pitiful Agni tried hard to reduce his sense of existence, as if he was being treated as a kind of orc, and was carried towards the city wall, but no orc attacked it.

From Shen Qingze jumping off the battlements, to using skills one after another to rescue Yan Zui from the beast horde, everything happened in just a few seconds.

In mid-air, Yan Zui hugged Shen Qingze's shoulders and neck tightly, leaning his head on the man's shoulder, his chest continued to tremble due to the ups and downs of emotions, and his breathing could not calm down for a long time.

He folded his arms, and greedily absorbed the warm body temperature of the other party with the strength of almost strangling him to death.

Yan Zui's voice was hoarse, and his throat was so dry that he was about to burst into flames: "Why are you here? What are you going to do in the city? It's too dangerous here, it's not a place for you, a priest, to stay..."

Shen Qingze lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, and said slowly: "I think, someone here needs me."

As if a ball of hot air was choked in his throat, Yan Zui closed his eyes and did not speak, but silently swallowed the sour and sweet swelling in his chest.

Even in the face of thousands of enemies, he can see death as home, but a single word from the opponent can easily penetrate his armor, reaching the softest part of his heart, and all defenses are defeated at this moment.

That's who he likes.

Even in a desperate situation, he can overcome all difficulties and obstacles regardless of everything, come to himself through thorns and thorns, and reach out to him.

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On the city wall, Xiao Meng and Teng Changqing personally pulled the thick rope of the hot air balloon and threw it towards them.

Yan Zui embraced Shen Qingze with one hand, threw out the long whip with the other hand, wrapped the rope, the gliding state ended, and the two conjoined twins were like pendulums, hanging on the outside of the city wall, waiting for the soldiers to pull them up .

The bastion and archers on the top of the city shot arrows and threw hand cannonballs one after another to cover the two of them. The orcs lost their last chance in the endless rain of arrows, and the morale of the army was slackened.

The roar of the artillery exploded again, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

I don't know which tribe started to flee, and a chain reaction was triggered immediately. The mighty army began to retreat without any rules. Many orcs did not die in the siege battle, but were trampled to death by panicked tribesmen while fleeing.

Bai Jiwu, who was about to disperse his last breath, watched the group lose miserably under Yuanliu City, and was furious!

His extreme hatred and unreconciled anger finally turned into a blazing black flame curse, shot out from the top of the staff, instantly crossed the heads of countless orcs, and enveloped Shen Qingze's face!

"I curse you... in the flames of madness!"

Regardless of the orcs or the human race, the enemy priests will always be the first target to be eradicated at all costs.

At that time, the orcs can still make a comeback in the future!

The cursed black flame arrow came in a flash, and Yan Zui who was hanging under the city wall suddenly changed his expression—the situation was critical at that time, he underestimated the power of the old witch priest, and he didn't have time to make a few more shots!

The body reacted one step before the brain, Yan Zui only had time to push Shen Qingze away in front of him, almost at the same time, the black flame arrow sank into the center of Yan Zui's eyebrows!

A cloud of extremely cold black air enveloped him immediately, like a living thing, it traveled along the meridians of the whole body to the limbs.

Yan Zui's whole body stiffened as a strange feeling of coldness and heat came over him, and he subconsciously clasped Shen Qingze's waist tightly, and blood appeared in front of his eyes.

Shen Qingze's eyes darkened slightly: "Yan Zui, what's wrong with you?"

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The curse successfully invaded, and the remaining strength and mind of the Baiji witch finally completely dissipated.

The branches pierced into the soil all over his body broke into countless small dead branches and rotted in the soil. A little spark sprang up from nowhere and turned into black flames, enveloping his figure all at once.

The short and thin body was burned into a shriveled and rotten wood in the rising black flames, and was disintegrated into fine embers by the cold wind, which dissipated in the vast night in a blink of an eye.

The only surviving witch priest died, and the defeated orcs were in mourning.

They left the corpses of countless companions at the foot of the city, and jumped into the Chiyuan River in a panic. This was an unprecedented fiasco!

On the head of Yuanliu City, the black gold flag has always stood upright and fluttered fiercely!

"The beast slave has escaped! We have won! We have defeated the beast slave!"

"Long live Yuanliu City!"

"Long live the city lord! Long live the chief priest!"

The soldiers cheered uncontrollably on the city wall, and the thunderous cry spread far away, and with the north wind, it floated into thousands of households in the city.

One after another, the good news was relayed among the people and spread throughout the city at the fastest speed.

The workers who worked day and night in the workshop dropped their shovels, the miners in the mines put down their hoes, the women workers in the textile factory wiped their tears with excitement, and the seriously wounded who were carried off the line of fire in the medical hall laughed with relief.

The entire Abyss City was brightly lit, and people embraced, cried, and told each other their joy and excitement. Under the boundless night, they merged into a sea of ​​joy.

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Yan Zui, who was pulled up to the top of the wall, was still leaning in Shen Qingze's arms, his eyes were red, his brows were dark and silted up, his hands clutching his sleeves so hard that his knuckles protruded, it was clearly cursed.

Ignoring the system prompts that kept ringing in his mind, Shen Qingze immediately entered the system store, and the advanced healing potion had been unlocked.

The monthly purchase limit for ordinary potions is five bottles, while for advanced potions there are only two bottles.

Shen Qingze bought them all without hesitation, unscrewed the bottle cap of the high-grade medicine, and gave it to Yan Zui's mouth.

"Drink it."

Yan Zui is determined, and has not yet been easily controlled by the curse. Now he reluctantly holds down the opponent's hand and asks hoarsely:

"More than a thousand people in the guard were injured, and hundreds of people were seriously injured and dying. Is your medicine enough?"

Shen Qingze's movements suddenly stopped, and the muscles on his face twitched unnaturally. There are only a few bottles, even if they are diluted with water, it may not be enough!

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and took a gulp by himself, pinched Yan Zui's mouth open forcefully, and gave it to him mouth to mouth with a firm gesture that could not be refused.

"Cough... you!" Yan Zui's eyes widened, his Adam's apple slipped, and the medicine was choked into his esophagus.

Shen Qingze looked down at him, and said in a deep and slow voice, "Just take a sip."

Like a parent coaxing a disobedient child to take bitter medicine.

He took out the remaining six bottles of medicine from the dimension pocket in his sleeve, handed them to Teng Changqing, and ordered:

"Dilute it with water and divide the medicine according to the degree of injury. At most, it can barely hang the dying person's life. After that, you need to see the doctors in the hospital."

Teng Changqing took the potion silently, his hands were trembling, he said nothing, nodded heavily, turned and left in a hurry.

Shen Qingze's eyes moved back to Yan Zui's face, the high-grade potion was very effective, even though he only took a sip, the blackness between Yan Zui's brows disappeared, and the blood red in his pupils also gradually faded away.

But this is only temporarily suppressing the curse, and it is far from a complete cure.Fortunately, as long as it can be safely delayed until next month, it can be purchased again.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingze felt a little relieved, and brushed the corners of the other's bright red lips with her fingertips, where there were still a few drops of transparent water remaining.

Pressing Yan Zui's lower lip with wet fingers, she couldn't help but put it into her mouth. Shen Qingze's dark eyes were deep, and her voice was hoarse and low: "Lick it clean, don't waste the potion."

The tips of Yan Zui's ears moved, and the blood in his eyes seemed to soak into the end of his eyes, drawing a strong luster.

He gently opened his lips, licked the cleansing potion, and fixed his eyes on Shen Qingze's eyes.

Yan Zui slowly sat up from his arms, suddenly leaned close to the other's cheek, her lips caught the other pair, the wet and soft touch was intoxicating.

Shen Qingze was shocked all over, clasped his hands on the man's shoulders, but heard Yan Zui mutter vaguely: "The things here can't be wasted..."