Chapter 341: Lanqi is also peaceful

The northern border of the Protoss Empire.

The city of Dandelun, located between the Empire's Northern Border Province and the Snowfield Province, is situated between two towering mountains and on a short snow-covered plain.

This independent town is shrouded in ice and snow most of the year, with short hours of sunlight. Like most city-states on the northern border, the nights are longer than the days.

Due to the abundance of resources around, scholars, hunters, prospectors, adventurers and other travelers from the Snowfield Province often stop by to rest.

Standing next to a small square in the center of the town, the three-story building made of dark wood and gray stone has a conical roof covered with thick white snow, like a silver cloak. The wooden wind chimes hanging on the eaves sway in the wind, making dry sounds from time to time.

The best inn to be found in this town, a spacious room on the third floor.

No matter how windy and snowy it is outside, the whole space inside the house is silent under the soft natural light.

Occasionally, the sound of book pages being turned could be heard beside the round, high-legged wooden table.

Apart from this, the only more subtle sound was Sigrid's breathing under the thick quilt on the bed.

Her face looked unguarded, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

I don't know how long this continued unchangingly, but she finally slowly opened her eyes.

Since winters north of the border are very cold, most interior decorations seen in these towns use logs or solid colors to create a warm atmosphere.

Sigrid soon spotted a figure sitting on a chair not far away, holding a book in one hand, as elegant as an old headmaster.

In the dim light, he looked exceptionally tall, wearing a traditional dark suit with a jacket that was smooth and straight, still meticulous. His lowered eyes were deep, with a combination of vicissitudes and enlightenment.

His left hand held the spine of the book firmly, and after a long time, he gently turned the pages with one hand. The sound became particularly clear in the wooden house.

The whole world seemed to be between the pages of his books.

He slowly turned his head.

"Boss Cat went out to buy groceries."

Lanqi probably knew that Sigrid's hazy eyes meant she was hungry, but lunch was not ready yet.

Although you can buy lunch directly from the stores in town, the cat owner says that buying food outside is unhealthy, and the meals he cooks are balanced.

Now that Sid is seriously injured and needs to recuperate, the cat boss begins to be less afraid of her and starts to take care of her.

Even if Sigrid didn't say it, the cat boss knew that she was a hundred times more resilient than she looked lazy.

The wounds on her body were not failing to heal completely, but were repeatedly regenerating and breaking down. She was enduring unimaginable pain all the time. It was impossible for an average human to remain calm like this.

"Oh, I have no strength. My body feels so heavy and I can't move because of the quilt."

Sigrid snuggled in the warm quilt and spoke softly.

The last time she fell asleep it was dark, but now it was daytime.

She would actually sleep for ten hours a day due to the cold weather, and would become unconscious after falling asleep, without any sense of alertness at all.

In order to let her rest peacefully every day, the Son of God and the little black cat would try their best to find a town to rest.

You won't notice it when you're walking on the street, but when you lie inside the house and look out the window, you'll find the falling snowflakes very beautiful.

I believe that these cotton-like snowflakes will soon paint the town white.

"Go to sleep if you're tired. I'll wake you up when Boss Cat is done cooking."

It's not suitable to travel in this weather.

In the late and early months of the northern empire, far more northern residents died from the weather than from bandits and monsters.

"Um."

Sigrid huddled under the covers, half covering her face as she mumbled softly.

The Son of God's already gentle voice now sounded more like a lullaby.

She closed her eyes, but didn't seem to fall asleep right away.

"Son, can you use that big explosion again?"

Sigrid knew that the little black cat was very timid, so she didn't ask in front of the little black cat.

The further you go forward, the closer you will be to the blockade line of the Nirvana Branch.

Even reaching the Snowfield Province was fraught with difficulties, let alone the Box Mountain Province and breaking through the northern blockade.

But on the bright side, this guy is the governor of the Snowfield Province, and Bishop Silent would never have dreamed that the true identity of the Son of Tyrant would be the governor of the Snowfield Province.

As long as we arrive in the Snowfield Province, it is more or less Lanqi’s home court.

"It will take more than ten days to recover."

Lanqi took out the orange epic without any hesitation and showed Sigrid the [Nuclear Fusion Wolf] which was still recovering.

[Nuclear Fusion Wolf] is now in an unusable state. Every time it uses self-destruction, it will be in a state of self-repair for a month after the explosion.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The non-bound packaged purple rare cards that were blown up by it were all reduced to ashes.

Even if it could be used again, there might not be a raw material like the [Abyss Black Worm] that is comparable to uranium 235, and he doesn't have much other fuel on hand.

"So can you beat the sixth level now?"

In the past, Sigrid felt that as long as she was around, it didn’t matter if the Son of God’s combat power was at level 4, 5, or 6. But now that her Son of God has become the backbone of the family, she finally feels that the difference between level 4, 5, or 6 is quite large.

"I can handle the fifth level, but I can't beat the sixth level."

If there was Sid who was comparable to a fifth-level one, the two of them could work together to defeat an ordinary sixth-level one.

But if it is a top-level sixth-level enemy like the Saint of Destruction or the Son of Nirvana, there is no way to defeat them head-on.

[Nuclear Fusion Wolf] Although it is strong, the cooldown of its self-destruction is indeed too long.

[My Great Beloved Poet] is not at hand either. Now I feel like it doesn’t make much difference whether she’s there or not, and it really feels a lot quieter without her around.

All I can say is that the authentic Talia is just so-so, and the pirated version based on it is even more useless.

It seems like a good idea to use the Great Love Poet as fuel for the Nuclear Fusion Wolf in the future. Then she can be quiet for a month, killing two birds with one stone.

But if I did that, maybe she would never listen to me again.

"If the Son of Extinction finds us, how will you fight him?"

Sigrid knew how powerful her former Holy Maiden of Tyranny was, and that the Holy Son of Annihilation who could defeat her was even more powerful.

"Then we can only ask God for help."

Lanqi sighed and closed the book in his hand.

For a moment, Sigrid didn't understand what Lanqi meant by "inviting the gods".

But she could probably sense that he didn't need the consent of the god being summoned to invite him.

"Then I'd like to see who you can invite out by then."

Her Son of God has this mentality. He did not panic when facing the Bishop of Silence and the man in black robes. Now that the Son of God of Silence is surrounded by thousands of enemies, he remains unmoved.

Although following him felt a bit uncertain, she surprisingly felt it was not bad.

These are all plus points for him.

(End of this chapter)