The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 785: The ability of the legendary master.

Timothyen, the Dark Alliance is in a turbulent civil war. . .

Just like what happens in many wars, the people in that area are also stuck in a difficult life.

The flying flames of war destroyed the land, powerful magic destroyed the city, and the sky was covered by thick clouds because of those vampires in order to facilitate their actions, making the entire Timothy enshrouded in shadow.

The consequences of not being exposed to sunlight, in addition to the vegetation beginning to die, the temperature is gradually decreasing... This change became more obvious after the sudden cold current that hit three days ago.

The livestock were killed by the severe cold, and the crops that were about to be harvested were also killed by the blizzard, turning them into a roll of desperate leaves.

The houses of those poor farmers who could only live in huts were crushed by the snow and lost their homes.

People who are hungry and cold are either involved in a desperate struggle between the rebels and the culprit that caused all of this, or they are displaced. They can only rely on the wild grass and bark covered by heavy snow that have not completely withered.

If a missionary of any religion came to preach at this time, the effect would be amazing.

The problem is that the missionary must first bring enough food, otherwise the hungry refugees will not listen to you even a word. Then you have to have a certain degree of strength to prevent the food used to help refugees and feed yourself from being robbed.

But it’s good to say that the great magician level powerhouse, even if the great magician enters Timothy in an imposing way, as long as it does not infringe too much on the interests of the current ruler in a certain area, the other party will not stand with this kind of already The power at the pinnacle of the Eastern Plains turned against each other.

If it's only an intermediate or high-level magician. Doing this kind of thing is likely to offend the local rulers.

It is probably because of this consideration that a series of religions such as the Pure White Church did not take advantage of this moment to preach on a large scale.

Due to the destruction of the entire palace, the magic marks that Sivi had left there have disappeared. Naturally, there is no way to use the gap magic to directly transmit it, and the snowstorm is not suitable for flying. As mentioned above, he and Saran can only honestly trek to the ruins of the vampire's palace.

As a result, they encountered an astonishing number of refugees on the way...

Looking at the ragged, thin-faced refugees in a trance. Saran frowned: "Sevi. What should we do? Can we do something for them?"

At any rate, her sister used to be Timothy's highest leader. Seeing that Timothy's people have become like this now, she will naturally feel uneasy.

If Siwei was still a great magician, he would at most allocate a certain amount of food from Adric Academy to let them make a living. Then let these refugees go to the rebels.

After all, there is no type of food purchase in the chamber of commerce affiliated with Adric College. Although the college also hoards a certain degree of food for emergencies. But that was hoarded according to the number of Adric's students, and it was only a drop in the bucket in the mouth of these refugees, and it was not worth mentioning.

But it's different now. He has become a legendary master.

"Of course, you can try to persuade them to follow us for a while."

Xivy replied with a smile.

When the vampire girl heard the words, she immediately ran to the refugees. After attracting their attention, she began to speak loudly.

Anyway, this girl also worked as a teaching assistant for Adric for a while (I don’t know why she refused to be a professor), so her eloquence can be considered pretty good, and soon her faces are already numb. The eyes of the refugees of the color seemed to have a little light of hope flickering, looking towards Xiwei here.

Xiwei smiled when she saw this, stood up and walked slowly in the other direction, Sharan nodded to the refugees, and then followed.

The refugees were stunned, and they started talking in a low voice.

"You said we should believe that girl?"

"Hi, old John, we are already like this, what else can we do?"

"I heard that some demons can sacrifice human beings in exchange for power or something..."

"We can't resist, can we just sacrifice us here?"

"Maybe what preparations are needed for the sacrifice...such as the magic circle..."

"Mad, I am almost starving to death, even if sacrificed is better than starving to death, I will go first, and you can figure it out."

A fairly tall man gritted his teeth, walked out of the suspicious crowd, and followed the two Xiwei.

After having the first example, more and more people have followed. Human beings have a herd mentality. When the number of people who have followed reaches a certain number, even if you just vowed to say,'This is definitely a problem. ! The people also followed the crowd.

After a short walk, they came to a forest.

No, it should be said that a place was originally a forest.

Now the trees in the woods have become bare...not only the leaves, but even the bark has been stripped off, and there are even a few tooth marks on the smooth trunks.

This kind of scene is generally funny, but Savi and Saran can’t laugh at all—how much hunger and despair will they try to bite the trunk...

Xiwei doesn't know what happened to the refugees who ate this grove, but it's probably too bad.

Thinking of this, he sighed, stopped, and looked at the woods.

The refugees stopped behind him obediently, seeming to be waiting for something.

After a while, some of the refugees began to whisper uncontrollably.

At this moment~IndoMTL.com~Xiwei finally got the action.

He took out a magic wand from nowhere--this action shocked the refugees, and even some people were already trying to escape in a hurry--then he inserted the wand in the woods and was already in the cold On the ground that was frozen like steel, a few spells that humans could not understand were lightly chanted.

The next moment, as if going back in time, the trees in the woods re-grew bark and leaves, and bloomed a bunch of lovely flowers.

The refugees are dumbfounded, but Sivi’s magic is not over yet.

The little flowers soon withered and fell on the ground and disappeared. Then, the fruit appeared.

The sweet smell of honey filled the air, and fist-sized bread hung on the branches, tempting to covet.

Yes, bread grew on the trees that were supposed to grow fruits.

"These trees can bear a week's worth of bread." Sivi put away his wand, smiled and said to the refugees who were still stupefied: "Before the end of the civil war and the severe cold, it will be enough for you to eat." Continued...)