The magical energy that escaped from Erlangist's fingertips gathered the water elements in the air and condensed into a large water mirror in front of Carlos' body.

　　Through the reflection of the light, the water mirror showed the scrutinizing gaze of Bufex, who had been staring at Carlos and was now staring at himself.

　　Bufex reached out and scratched the water mirror with a finger, between the water ripples, the water mirror was cut open a mouth, after the finger scratched, the water mirror healed again, Bufex shot again, seems to be a light shot without much force, but this time the water mirror is directly collapsed!

　　The water mirror was right in front of Carlos, and as it collapsed, Carlos could clearly see a white cyclone in the center of Bufex's palm.

　　As Bufex closed his hand, it slowly dissipated in his palm, the sensation was similar to Carlos's own breaking slash, an elemental energy belonging to the wind element!

　　Just now, it was also the ring-breaking force of this cyclone that worked, directly disrupting the magical energy that Eranster's used to maintain the water mirror, and the water mirror collapsed.

　　"Ahem!

　　Ernst, what's the point of getting a gadget like that, you old fart?

　　!"

　　Bufex gave Eranster a sidelong glance, then said with a couple of light coughs.

　　"You have the nerve to ask!

　　He was quite old himself, and it was not unbecoming to be so disrespectful to the priest-sama!

　　I'm the one who brought you here this time, where do you expect me to show my old face!"

　　Erlangist said in a no-nonsense manner.

　　The two had a small disagreement on their opinion of Carlos, but it was clear that these two still had a good friendship, and the underhandedness was on point, more like playfulness really.

　　"Don't be angry, this is the boy himself is not good, but can't blame others, speaking of this order sacrifice I also when the confusion.

　　Thanks to the God of War's love, directly descending divine revelation within the divine temple, breaking the rules to promote me up, after awarding the robe I didn't properly study the ritual war song, guided by the God of War within the divine temple, letting me come to the Northern Plains, I was also in love with myself, and I ran to the Northern Plains right then and there."

　　"I came to realize that there are still a lot of things I don't know, as for the battle songs I can learn them slowly, it just so happens that Hylia brought with her the Sacrificial Codex, which contains all sorts of battle songs, so the two of you don't have to worry about it."

　　Carlos was afraid that if it went on any longer, these two would start a real fire, and hurriedly and seriously stated his problem, and the solution, which Carlos explained in a reasonable and very sincere manner.

　　"Lord Sacrifice is too modest, becoming an Order Sacrifice at such a young age, I have faith in your ability, with your exceptional talent, you will surely be able to learn the Blessing Battle Hymn very soon, there's no doubt about that.

　　That's why the old man thought that the most important thing to do now is to first build a church for listening to the war songs, and in the meantime you can quietly dive into learning the Blessed War Song."

　　Erlangist said.

　　The Blessing Battle Hymn wasn't too difficult, after all it was still young, and as long as Eranster felt sure that Carlos would be able to learn it, it was only a matter of time, and as for this venue, it was time to prepare for it sooner rather than later.

　　The effects of the Blessed Battlecry have a persistent effect, and to make the effect stronger, the chances of a permanent increase are higher.

　　Compared to the open environment in the slightly closed environment will be more effective, the war song surrounds the ears, can effectively strengthen the song, and the echo also allows the chanter to save more effort, one time is equivalent to two times.

　　Many places have built very spacious ceremonial auditoriums, which not only hold a large number of people, but also have a good echoing effect, and building a good place can make the blessing of the war chant twice as effective.

　　As soon as he heard of the construction, Carlos immediately came to the spirit, his own basement has not yet been settled, this side of the whole thing like the Golden Hall of Vienna, Eranster this is to be busy ah!

　　"I don't know much about construction, but if you have the manpower, I can help!"

　　Carlos said with some earnestness.

　　"No need!

　　The manpower of our two clans is completely enough, besides, I'm an earth-attribute magician, it's faster to do things with magic, build foundations and all, you just need to learn the Blessing Battle Hymn properly, we'll take care of the rest."

　　Eranster said with a smile, and as he said it, he elbowed Bufex, meaning for him to show the same.

　　"Uh sure, as long as you can sing the Blessed War Song, we'll do all the manning, laboring, and all those things.

　　I hope you'll learn it before it's built, and it's good that you don't let the church sit idle."

　　Buffycus said with some reluctance.

　　Bufex's words sounded a little twisted, and this was said in a somewhat conspiratorial manner, with a touch of mockery, and Eranster gave Bufex a sidelong glance, as if to express displeasure.

　　There was even a wink, with the implication that he should reorganize his language, but Bufex didn't even look at it, and finished by putting on a smelly face and ignoring everyone.

　　"Don't mind him, he has such a foul temper, it's been like this for decades, you have a lot of patience, Lord Priest."

　　Seeing that the communication was fruitless, Erlangist had to explain a little to Carlos himself.

　　"Oh it's alright, Patriarch Bufex this is a spur and an incentive for me, I will learn the Blessed War Song as soon as possible!"

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　　Carlos said it like a middle-aged hothead, with a look of youth without limits and stupidity without bounds!

　　These words were said, and Bufex nodded frequently when he heard them, and the Carlos who said this became much more adorable in Bufex's eyes.

　　Carlos is like that on the surface, but he's actually dark inside!

　　Carlos felt that these winged people were born with a little bit of that same conceited little condescension when it came to the wingless races, a sense of I can fly and you can't, and then I look down on you.

　　Looking at this attitude, Carlos has already made up his mind that in the future, when he sings the Blessing Battle Hymn separately, he will sing more Blessing Battle Hymns for the Mys Rat People Clan, and the Olo Owl Clan's will be hung out to dry, so that you can tug at it again in front of Lao Zi!

　　The table is not the same, the full face of a villain, but Carlos has never been a gentleman, and his own rebirth is not to be a gentleman to come, then naturally, how comfortable how to come.

　　If you treat me well, I will naturally repay you twice as much, and if you dare to give me the slip, then don't blame me for disgusting you.

　　This is Carlos' basic philosophy of being human!

　　With that in mind, Carlos has been having a good time.

　　"By the way, you just said that earth-attribute magic is very helpful for building, and I came back from fighting a lot of magical beasts this afternoon, and the amount is too much to have a place to put them.

　　There is an urgent need for an underground warehouse, and digging by human hands is too slow, so I'd like to ask you to help me."

　　Carlos's naive statement gave Eranster plenty of face, and then Carlos took advantage of the situation to voice his request for a basement.

　　"No problem!

　　It's just a show of hands, so tell me how big it's going to be."

　　Erlangist didn't drag his feet, it was painfully obvious.

　　"How big is this? Look out!"

　　Carlos pointed out the window.

Eranster looked in the direction of Carlos' finger, and through the window, Eranster saw the corpses of Wraiths piled up outside!

　　"Jesus!

　　Could it be that there's a wave of beasts coming today!"

　　Erlangist said in surprise.

　　Bouffex, too, came to the window to look, wondering what could have surprised the old fellow so, and after seeing it, he, too, was dumbfounded!

　　Both of them were people who had experienced the beast tide in the Northern Plains, and had seen too many magical beast corpses, but the visual impact brought about by so many piled together was still very strong.

　　If there was more blood flowing outward from the bodies, the shock would have been taken to another level!

　　"This amount," Buffycus was shocked and didn't know what to say.

　　"There is no beast tide coming, and there probably won't be any more in a short time!"

　　Carlos said with some pride.

　　The Northern Plains were adjacent to the Sunset Mountain Range, so they were often attacked by beast tides, and in the face of beast tides, a single-minded defense could not solve the problem at all, speaking of which.

　　Carlos originally also ran to solve the food problem, and then thought that this could effectively curb the problem of the beast tide in the Northern Plains, so he brought more weapons with him, and those six magic guided cannons could not be faulted for being able to have such a large harvest.

　　Thanks to such a highly efficient weapon, the lethality and killing range was great, and it was simply too suitable to deal with these low-ranked magical beasts.

　　Otherwise, you can only use the bow to shoot one by one, at this speed, the magical beasts running behind can burst into the face, and these magical beasts in front have not been cleaned up yet!

　　"Is it those weapons, Lord Priest you led a sweep of the Sunset Mountains!"

　　Eranster slowed down, remembering the weapons he had taken off the human ship with Carlos, who had given himself four magical cannons, and he still had twelve left there!

　　Set those up on the periphery of the Sunset Mountain Range and just blast them inward, so looking at the mountain of magical beast corpses in front of us isn't an extraordinary feat.

　　It's quite possible that there won't be a beast tide in a short period of time, and it will take time for a large-scale beast tide to converge in the Sunset Mountain Range.

　　If there is a beast tide in a short period of time, it can only be a high level of magical beasts in groups to run out, there is no need to be more, thousands of eight hundred of the fifth-order, sixth-order magical beasts to run out, Carlos they are completely unable to suffer, in addition to fleeing without a second choice!

　　Sunset Mountain Range as the largest gathering place of magical beasts on the Pan-Continent, there was no need to doubt the strength of the Sunset Mountain Range, there were millions of magical beasts without ten million of the fifth and sixth orders, not to mention, in the depths of the mountain range, there was no lack of powerful existences of the ninth and tenth orders!

　　In the Sunset Mountain Range, the magical beasts of this magnitude were in the tens of thousands, if they fought in the depths of the Sunset Mountain Range, the riot and commotion caused would only be enough to drive out those middle and high level magical beasts, usually it was just small fights of low level magical beasts, which did not have a climate.

　　"Do you see how much underground storage it would take to fit all this in, and would it be a pain in the ass?"

　　Staged as a difficult tone with a hint of concern and skepticism, Carlos' shitty agitation was so obviously done that it was probably the same as just asking if you could do it.

　　"If we let those big old men do it it would be very troublesome, both laborious and time-consuming, and if some brainless people do it, they might not be able to do it in three or five days, if we use magic power to do it.

　　But it's both convenient and quick, Lord Priest, you've come to the right person to find me!"

　　Erlangist stroked his beard with intent.

　　"Hmph!"

　　Though it wasn't directly stated, Bufex was already on the right track, and he snorted at Eranster's words.

　　Carlos thought to himself, sure enough, the set of magic and martial arts being inferior is the same everywhere, those who play martial arts and those who play magic look down on each other, and no one looks down on anyone, and these two are not exempt from this, even though they have been neighbors in the Northern Plains for so long.

　　Despite this, Carlos could see that there was clearly a deeper level of emotion between the two men, and the old boy, Erlangist, was going to brag about how useful his magic was every chance he got.

　　Although Bufex was not happy with the way Erlangist did it, he just slightly skimmed his lips and passed it, it was too much more harmonious than the kind of other people, who shouted and killed at the drop of a hat!

　　These two are also considered to dislike and cherish each other at the same time, a precious and sincere friendship.

　　"Let's go outside, we can't get anything done by watching from here."

　　Erlangist said with a smile, looking rather smug.

　　"That's the last thing I want to see of you!"

　　Bufex dropped such a sentence, then took the lead and walked out, as if he didn't want to stay a second longer.

　　"How can you walk in front of the priest-sama!

　　After you, Lord Priest!"

　　Elanst was more concerned about etiquette, and was about to go up and pull Bufex back, but two steps up and he crossed Carlos's position, which was an act of trespassing, and Elanst realized something was wrong, and hastily retreated back to allow Carlos to go first, with a somewhat comical look.

　　Carlos wasn't a fan of these cumbersome so-called rules and etiquette, and took a very broad view of things like offense or humiliation.

　　For Carlos, as long as it wasn't behavior like pointing his nose and cursing, any other slightly more normal form of communication was quite polite.

　　To be as casually profane as Shelia, to be as disgraceful or insulting as she was, Carlos would have to double the number of times he apologized to others and demanded that they apologize to him, if it really counted!

　　That's too much trouble!

　　"I really don't care too much about this, you don't have to be like this, don't use all these tedious rules on me in the future, let's do it how we feel comfortable, whoever wants to go first can go first, as long as we don't crowd together, whatever!"

　　Carlos pulled Eranster, who had retreated to the back, to his feet, and when he didn't want to go, Carlos pushed him, using practicality to get Eranster to force a change!

　　"How's this going to work!

　　Priest-sama, this won't do!"

　　Even if he was pushed, Eranster was still reluctant; the older he got, the more stubborn he became, and this notion ingrained in his heart was not something that could be easily changed overnight.

　　"If you still think I'm a priest-sama, just keep quiet and walk honestly!"

　　Carlos has a tough attitude!

　　Eranster didn't say anything now, and Bufex had been waiting outside for a while before Eranster and Carlos walked out one after the other.

　　"Have you gotten this old?

　　It takes so long to walk such a little way!"

　　Bouffex is not much younger than Eranster, and even that doesn't stop him from mocking and trolling with it, and enjoying it.

　　"Walk it on the way back in a little while, you don't have to use that big shitty wing, I can fling it so hard you can't see my tail!"

　　Ernst showed no weakness, like a defiant old boy.