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Modi stayed in Bitiya City for five days. During this period, Pulan City and Bitiya City changed from being hostile to allies. The two city lords swore to the gods to abandon their hostility, stop attacking each other, and jointly defend against the west. barbarians.One copy of the parchment signed with the names of Mudi and Siculus was left in the city of Bithia, and the other will be brought back to the city of Pulan. The contents of the parchment will be made public on the same day.

From enemies to allies, from attacking each other to fighting side by side, although the Bithia people are still wary of the Pulan people and believe in the gods, the oath made by the two city lords makes them believe that the covenant between the two cities will be very stable .

The covenant of equality is only external. In fact, Siculus was not willing to sign this covenant. Even if Modi was invited into the city lord's mansion, for the first three days, it was only a polite greeting at most, and he avoided it most of the time. Not to mention signing the covenant.

Moody's method is also very simple, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined.As he said, anyone who inherits the blood of the royal family of Aram must abide by the rules passed down from ancient times.

The weak obey the strong.

The golden scepter turned into a long knife, the blue eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, golden scales appeared between the eyebrows, and the tip of the knife touched Siculus' forehead.

The guards in the city lord's mansion and the knights of Puran City drew their swords. Modi's voice was cold, and the long sword did not move an inch, "Siculus Bitia, the heir of the royal blood of Aram, follows the inheritance of the blood, You should know what to do."

Siculus' face was filled with resentment, gray scales covered his cheeks at an extremely fast speed, he tried to fight against Moody, but was bound by a terrifying force, facing the opponent who was regarded as a strong enemy in the past, He could only bend down, put one hand on his chest, in a gesture of surrender to the king.

The ministers of Bithia who rushed over were shocked, the guards of the city lord's mansion also froze, and even the knights of Pulan City were surprised.Siculus' next move made all the Vithians present open their mouths, and their jaws fell to the ground.

The city lord of Bitiya, the rebellious man who controls the sky with a dragon eagle, actually knelt down on one knee in front of another person, and swore an oath of submission to him.

"Siculus Bitiya, in the name of the descendants of the royal family of Aram, I swear to the gods to obey you."

His tone was still resentful, his brown eyes turned into gray vertical pupils, he clenched his fists, silent for a moment, pulled up the hem of Modi's robe, lowered his head, and printed the oath of allegiance.

No one can violate the coercion of the bloodline and the rules of the royal bloodline.

Moody put away the long knife, looked at Siculus who was kneeling in front of him, and bent the corners of his mouth. 400 years ago, his uncle couldn't break free from the shackles of his blood, and this gray scale in front of him was even more impossible.

As for those rebellious barbarians, they will never have the chance to swear allegiance with their lives.

The only thing waiting for them is death.

Modi held the scepter in his hand, killing intent filled the air, even Siculus couldn't help turning pale.On the battlefield, he had seen Moody almost cut off the arm of the strongest barbarian warrior. Now, he had to suspect that it was definitely not the full strength of Moody Pulan.

After the covenant was signed, everyone present was silenced, and the scene that happened in the City Lord's Mansion was not circulated and became an eternal secret.The vast majority of Bithia people only know that the two cities have changed from enemies to allies, and they don't know the affiliation relationship between Mudi and Siculus.

On the sixth day, Modi led [-] Puran knights and left the city of Bithia, along with some merchants who had sold out their goods.

Siculus sat on the back of the dragon eagle and personally sent Modi out of the city.

Dragon Eagle Sim and Black Lizard Artie still hated each other, and fought again in the City Lord's Mansion.The fights were fine, but the guards of the City Lord's Mansion who heard the news were affected, and almost all of them were injured.

The horn sounded, and the camel team set foot on the way back.

The dragon eagle blew loudly, and the black lizard echoed in the distance, it seemed to be a demonstration, and it seemed to be saying goodbye.

Siculus stroked the plumage of the dragon eagle, saw the departing team disappear behind the sand dunes, and looked away, "Sim, go back to the city."

The day after sending Modi away, Siculus suddenly ordered to summon all the tribal chiefs and prestigious elders outside the city, but the witch was not summoned.Unable to guess what Siculus was thinking, the patriarch and elders had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the knights sent by the city lord into the city.

The caravans brought by the Pulan people eased the food crisis of the tribe, and the merchants who left promised that the next full moon would bring them a large amount of livestock.Before the caravan arrived, they could not leave the city of Vithia, let alone offend Siculus.

After the patriarch and elders entered the city, rumors soon spread out that a tribal priestess colluded with the barbarians and tipped off the barbarians, which caused the previous city of Bitia to suffer huge losses in the battle.

When the news came out, the herdsmen could hardly believe their ears.

Miko colluding with barbarians?

The herdsmen who still faithfully believed in the Temple of Otiramus gathered in the city one after another, hoping to prove that this rumor was maliciously slandered by some people.While agitating the nomads, the priestesses of the tribe got in touch with Otiramus.At the beginning, the witches were full of confidence. When they found that they could not send any news at all, they finally realized that the situation was not good and tried to find a way to get out, but it was too late.

The tribal chiefs and elders returned from the city, not only bringing back the city lord's reward, but also fully armed knights.The witches were arrested, taken into the city and locked in a dungeon.Any explanations and cursing are useless, they can only hold their arms tightly in fear in the dark prison cell, hoping that the Temple of Otiramus will send someone to rescue them after they get the news.

After the witch was arrested, some herdsmen made more trouble.Headed by the Duosha tribe, the tribal chiefs and elders unanimously decided to drive out all the tribe members who dared to resist the order of the city lord from the tribe.

It's easy to find excuses, the witch and the barbarians are colluding, and people are always needed to deliver messages.Whether these people betrayed the tribe, the tribe knew it well, but when they were about to be driven away, none of the tribe stood up to speak for them.Many Bithia herdsmen have long been disgusted with the priestesses dominating the tribe and the temples that demand a large amount of cattle, sheep and food every year.

"From today onwards, you are no longer a member of the Dosha tribe."

The head of the Dosha tribe rode on a camel and personally led the people to drive the three most violent tribesmen into the desert, leaving them a small amount of food and water. Looking at their angry faces, he thought of the witch who was taken away and imprisoned. I feel very happy.

For a long time, the ambitious witches have always tried to interfere in the tribal affairs, and even used the oracle to mobilize tribal warriors into the desert at will, but none of them came back.

Whether the tribe is strong or not depends on the men who can recruit and fight well.What the witch has done has seriously violated the authority of the patriarchs and elders. Rather than being emptied of power and the tribe weakened, most patriarchs are willing to be hostile to the Temple of Otiramus.What's more, behind them stood the city of Bithia and the allied Pulan city.

"This is my last mercy, you go."

The three knights struggled to stand up from the ground, the ropes tied to their bodies had been loosened, and they picked up the package containing dry biscuits and water bags with complicated expressions.They may have regretted it, or they may still be obsessed with it, but the last chance to stay in the tribe has been missed, and there is only the desolate desert waiting for them ahead.

On the way back, the chief of the Dosha tribe met two other tribes. Looking at the people whose hands were tied behind the camels, the three chiefs greeted each other with tacit understanding.

Otiramus exploited the nomadic tribes in the east more and more unscrupulously under the pretext of worshiping the gods. The ambitions of the witches were clearly revealed, and they acted unscrupulously relying on the identity of the oracle.

can not stand!

A clan can only have one ruler!

As Lord Siculus said, the continent of Alan believed in gods, and the herdsmen enshrined the gods who controlled the heaven and earth, not the temple of Otiramus, who lay on them like leeches and sucked blood under the pretext of divine voices!

The barbarians invaded, the herds were scattered, the tribe was in trouble, the witch and the temple stood by, the city of Bitiya and Pulan formed an alliance, and the caravan brought by the Pulan people eased the urgent needs of the herdsmen. All these caused the tribe to abandon Miko, the reason why she dared to stand against the Temple of Otiramus.

Faith is important, but the belief of being hungry is questionable.

Siculus acted quickly, and by the time the Temple of Otiramus got the news, the matter had already been settled.All the witches captured in the city were labeled as colluding with the barbarians, and the temple sent people to question them, but they were bitten back.

"The Bithians and the western barbarians are enemies, but the temple conveys the oracle to the entire continent." Siculus sneered at the arrogant messenger of the temple, "The witches colluded with the barbarians, I really want to ask if the temple is also involved in?"

The minister on the side said: "It is said that the temple has long been dissatisfied with not offering more tributes to the city of Bithia."

The envoy was ridiculed and looked gloomy, "Is the city of Bithia going to abandon its belief in the gods?"

"Abandon the god?" Siculus put away his sneer, and stared at the envoy even more unkindly, "The Bithia people's belief in the god has never changed, but they just don't want to continue to support a group of people who do nothing and are not orthodox oracles." the priestess of the

"What did you say?!"

"I made it very clear, a group of hypocritical impostors."

In the end, the envoys of the temple were invited out of the city of Bitiya, and the envoys had only "enjoyed" such treatment in the city of Pulan.

When the herdsmen outside the city saw them, they were no longer in awe, and they no longer offered food and water to them.Want something to eat?Get something in exchange.The messenger's camel is very good.

The city of Bithia is just the beginning, and soon the Temple of Otiramus will find that in the eastern desert, more and more tribes are obediently obeying the oracle issued by the temple, and the priestesses in the tribe are not as convenient as before.Especially for the tribes that are vassals of Pulan City and Bitiya City, the life of Miko is getting more and more difficult.Although he has not been arrested like his counterparts outside the city of Bitiya for the time being, he can no longer easily mobilize the warriors in the tribe, let alone dictate the affairs of the tribe.

Soon it will be the day when the tribute will be sent to the temple, but the news sent back to the temple is not optimistic. Some tribes have no sign of leaving at all, let alone preparing the tribute.

At this time, everything that happened at the Tenjin Festival in Pulan City was being passed on by word of mouth by herdsmen and caravans.

The Temple of Otiramus claimed that the heavy rain a few months ago was the result of the great witch's devout prayers to the gods, and many people believed it.But after that, no more rain fell.From hope to disappointment, from conviction to doubt, the status of the Temple of Otiramus in people's hearts began to become delicate.

If there has been no rain, people will not be like this. After a good start but an abrupt end, it is easy to breed dissatisfaction and complaints.

The witches are used to snatching, enjoying everything that does not belong to them, and facing difficulties they have never encountered before, they suddenly become at a loss.

The great witch is still in a coma, and rumors of a new oracle have been widely circulated in the eastern part of the mainland.

The heavy rain in Pulan City, the ponds and oases that appeared outside the city, once again showed the unusualness of this.Some people began to believe that the gods sent down a new oracle, and the city of Pulan was the first to be benefited.

More and more tribes are migrating to Modi's territory. According to the bands and poets who travel to various cities, there is sweet water and lush green grass there.

There are more and more tribes vassalized in Pulan City. Some eastern desert city lords who were plagued by drought, after learning of the covenant signed between Pulan City and Bitiya City, also sent envoys one after another. If the oracle really came to Pulan City , they are willing to form an alliance with Modi and regard him as the lord of the east.

When Modi arrived in Pulan City, there were already two envoys of the city lord waiting at the city lord's mansion.

He Ning in the deserted city didn't know what happened here.

Since the temple was erected again, He Ning spent most of the day hiding inside to study the parchments and copper plates.

The memories passed down are just the tip of the iceberg. There are quite a lot of things recorded in the parchments and copper plates, and they are not limited to the history of the mainland.

From the sheepskin scrolls, He Ning discovered many methods of making tools. Although the descriptions were simple and the accompanying pictures were quite abstract, it still gave him the feeling of digging a treasure.

In addition to tools, there are records of herbs and seeds, and methods of growing grains.It's a pity that there is only the first half of the parchment, and the other parts can't be found anyway.

While looking for the related sheepskin scrolls, He Ning found more than a dozen bundled sheepskin scrolls. He wiped off the dust on them and unfolded them one by one. Putting it all together, what appeared in front of him was a city, majestic buildings, roads extending in all directions, rivers flowing in the inner city, and a temple guarded in the center of the building.

"Looks familiar." He Ning held his chin, knocked on the stone slab covered with parchment scrolls, carefully studied the one with the picture of the temple, and suddenly slapped his head, isn't this the deserted city where he is?

He Ning grinned from ear to ear when he found the layout blueprint of the deserted city. With this, urban reconstruction will definitely be more effective with half the effort.

Sweeping through several houses around the temple, touching the silver button on the left ear, the witch power in the body has been restored to a seven or eighty-eight degree, do you want to try it before the craftsman arrives?

In the evening of that day, a cloud of dust rose up in the deserted city, and the roar that Miya and others were very familiar with sounded.

He Ning stood in front of the steps of the temple, with the silver scepter floating in his palm, with the diffused golden light, lines of witchcraft flowed out around him, surrounding the ruins around the temple.Houses rose one after another, and stone roads carved with ancient patterns also took shape between the buildings.

In the hall of the temple, the Fountain of Life suddenly began to spout, and the water flowed through a section of the recess in the hall, and flowed down the steps, scouring the newly formed road.

After a long time, He Ning's face began to turn pale, the golden light from the scepter also gradually weakened, and there was not much witch power left in his body. Fortunately, he stopped at the last moment so that he could not even move.

He Ning wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the surrounding buildings, took out the parchment and compared it carefully, yes, it should be right.

I really want to put my hips on my hips and be proud. I can build such a magnificent building by myself, which is worthy of praise.

After praising himself, He Ning's face suddenly changed, and a thought flashed in his head, since he can build a house by himself, why do he need those craftsmen?

Thinking of the gold and gems that Moody took away on his own initiative, and thinking of the hundreds of mouths that will come, He Ning's liver trembled, and he hugged the green lizard, "Dude, I'm so stupid, really!"

The green lizard tilted its big head, looked at He Ning whose eyebrows and mouth corners were bent together, flicked its tail, roared, and raised a question mark on its forehead.