Chapter 138 Good Luck Robin

On the hill, the fire was blazing.

At the foot of the hill, seventy or eighty caravan members were stunned and dared not move, because from their perspective, all they saw was a large area of ​​fire suddenly burning. They could not see the specific situation at all, and the whole process only took a few seconds, which was not enough to shock them.

This was naturally a situation Zhang Yang was happy to see; he did not want to kill anyone to silence them.

He quickly picked up two red beads from the ground. These were what was left after the two paper figures burned to ashes.

This thing feels slightly cool to the touch, but since it has been disconnected from the village construction order, there is naturally no information prompt.

After a brief thought, Zhang Yang used his limited soul force field to cover one of them. He needed to find out the value of this thing. He couldn't spend 28 portions of dry food, kill two mysterious paper figures, and get nothing in return.

"Huh?"

A second later, Zhang Yang was stunned, because his soul power was unable to penetrate into the bead and was directly bounced back by a certain force.

"It seems that the strength of these two paper figures is higher than mine, so even the items they dropped are so powerful."

Zhang Yang chuckled but was not discouraged because he had plenty of solutions.

Simply throw a bead into the flame, and then use magic power to construct a second closed circle, forming a curved force field for high-temperature compression. Under such high temperature, no matter how many mysteries are hidden inside the bead, it will be useless.

In a flash, the temperature of the flame in the curved force field reached 1000 degrees, but the bead still did not change at all.

Zhang Yang sneered and directly used a portion of dry food, continuing to increase the high-temperature compression intensity.

The temperature of the flame quickly broke through two thousand degrees. At this time, he found that the bead suddenly expanded rapidly, just like a squid spraying ink. A large ball of black mist rushed out, squeaking, as if there were thousands or hundreds of evil spirits hidden inside.

But it's no use.

Under the high temperature of more than 2,000 degrees, especially in the curved force field, the horrifying black fog did not even touch Zhang Yang's sleeves and was burned and dissipated in an instant.

At this point, Zhang Yang stopped the mana output of the second closed circle and closed the curved force field. What appeared in front of him again was a pile of objects like a small mountain.

"Storage orb?"

He thought of this immediately, it seems that he really made a profit this time.

"My Lord, my Lord! There is divinity! Divinity!"

At this time, Zhao Xianyu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shouted.

"What?"

"Sir, there is divinity over there, on those four broken weapons. I can sense the divinity. It's probably left behind by other fallen gods." Zhao Xianyu was so happy that he went crazy.

Zhang Yang immediately picked up a rusty harpoon-like weapon, and instantly, he received a message from the Mountain God's Order.

"You gain 4 units of divinity."

"You have obtained the incomplete throne of the river god."

"You have obtained 5900 points of Pan Faith from the River God's followers."

"You have gained 290 points of integrity from the River God's followers."

"You have gained 7 points of fanaticism from the River God's followers."

"The mountain god Zhao Xianyu requests to share with you."

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Zhang Yang ignored the last message. He was not so happy because the conversation between the two paper figures was very horrifying.

Next, he picked up the remaining three weapons one by one. Sure enough, these were all left behind by other gods in this world. In the end, his Mountain God Order actually gained 13 units of divinity, four incomplete god positions, 45,003 points of pan-faith value, 380 points of integrity value, and 59 points of fanaticism value.

Looks like he made a small fortune.

After a little thought, Zhang Yang decisively converted all his trust points and integrity points into crazy trust points, which is 547 points.

Then he gave orders to Zhao Xianyu.

"Resurrect Broken-Leg Robin immediately!"

"Uh, sir, he is not one of our fanatics, so there is no resurrection option."

"Nonsense! Do you think I don't understand the core secret of faith? I told you to revive, and you will be resurrected. At most, it will consume some more fanaticism points. We have caused a lot of trouble this time, so we must find a scapegoat."

Zhang Yang's mind was very clear. While the caravan members were still not recovered from their shock, he already knew what to do.

He transferred 500 points of fanaticism to Zhao Xianyu, and he himself moved the body of Robin with a broken leg and threw it into the fire.

"Resurrect him, turn him into a fanatic, and grant him divine arts. Give him as much as you can! This is not the time to be stingy. If you dare to keep even a little, I will kill you immediately."

Zhang Yang gave the order quickly, and at the same time decisively input two units of divinity into Broken-legged Robin, as well as an incomplete river god's position and an incomplete mountain god's position.

Then, Zhang Yang picked up a few inconspicuous items from the pile and threw the rest into the flames.

"Sir, sir, there are so many good things in there!" Zhao Xianyu was so anxious that he almost cried, but Zhang Yang was unmoved. After cleaning up everything and making sure that no traces of blood were left, he turned around and ran away, leaving only a huge fire still burning.

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Five minutes later, the people in the caravan bravely walked up the hill and saw Broken-Leg Robin standing motionless in the flames. With those two units of divinity, the flames alone could not burn him to death.

This magical scene shocked everyone.

Until the fire was extinguished and Broken-Leg Robin opened his eyes and walked out with god-like majesty, all the people in the caravan knelt down, conquered by this miracle that they saw right before their eyes. Five fanatics appeared on the spot, and the rest also became faithful believers.

However, Robin with a broken leg has a vacant god position, divinity, divine arts, no less than 300 points of fanaticism, and treasures on him (there are always a few treasures that cannot be burned by fire).

Thus, a god was born.

Zhang Yang watched from a distance and was very satisfied.

As for the mountain god Zhao Xianyu, he was crying because the wealth he just gained could have allowed him to directly upgrade to level 10, but in the end he just had to watch it pass him by. How sad he was.

However, intimidated by Zhang Yang's order, he did not dare to make any noise.

“Let’s go!”

A few minutes later, Zhang Yang left quickly without stopping. This time he didn't even prepare any dry food. He rushed to Storm City in one breath. With the help of the information he got from Broken-legged Robin, he happily disguised himself as a farmer selling melons outside the city.

As for Broken-Leg Robin, he would continue to observe, and he also believed that the guy would return to Storm City as soon as possible, and he would definitely choose to keep a low profile.

As expected.

Five days later, when Zhang Yang was selling melons, he saw the familiar caravan. On the surface, it was just an ordinary caravan, with the characteristics that all caravans had at that time, and without any flaws.

If Zhang Yang had not seen them with his own eyes, he would have almost certainly been deceived.

"I found the right person."

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He spent such a huge price to resurrect the broken-legged Robin, not out of any friendship, but purely because he was attracted by this guy's meticulous mind, ruthlessness, and great ambition.

Most importantly, Broken-Leg Robin is very clear about the reasons and taboos for the fall of other gods in this world.

So he won't repeat the same mistakes easily.

He will only develop in a low-key manner, act secretly, and then continue to expand his power, because only in this way can he survive.

"The masters and sects behind those two paper figures are terrifying. Maybe they can find out something. Now, I am slightly safe. But if I want to be safer, I need Broken-Leg Robin's sacred cause to be in full swing and become more and more powerful. I even need to lend him a helping hand when necessary."

After the caravan disappeared from sight, Zhang Yang continued to sell melons for three days before he arranged a perfect way to leave quietly.

He had to get some more dry food.

Because the fun has just begun.

(End of this chapter)