June has entered the midsummer of the world of faith.

The sudden rise in temperature is like an alarm clock, and the "noisy" people have to get out of bed early in the morning.

"It's only half past five? Is it already thirty degrees?"

Sumo listlessly picked up the thermometer on the bedside table, his eyes wandering between the numbers and the time, and sat up with a look of helplessness on his face.

Before, entering the Spirit Island as soon as you closed your eyes was just a mental torture, but now it has become a mental and physical torture.

For those players who have yet to find a place to stay, I am afraid every minute and every second is suffering.

Somo got out of bed. Next to the wooden bedside table was half a pot of herbal tea that he had not finished last night.

Taking the herbal tea, I went to the window and opened it. A wave of heat hit my face. There was a large thermos bucket on the side of the window sill. When I opened it, there was a bucket of crushed ice cubes.

Using a shovel, he added half of the ice cubes and mixed it into the herbal tea. After taking a big sip, he looked out the window.

Although the sky has just turned white, there are already people in twos and threes wandering around the gathering place, and the shops on the street have opened their doors one after another, especially the breakfast shops, which are already steaming with steam.

Compared to the impoverished dead-end area, the prosperity of Yunbu made Sumo feel that this world of faith was much more vivid.

No, it's not Yunbu anymore.

It should be said that it is Fire Fist Town.

After leaning against the window and drinking herbal tea, Somo turned around and went to the bathroom in the bedroom to take a shower.

Xia Fenghan is a person who knows how to enjoy things. As the earth emperor of the Yunxiao tribe, this three-story building built under his personal supervision is much more luxurious than any single-family villa on earth.

Except for the lack of all kinds of electrical appliances, everything else is available.

There is a swimming pool, sauna, gym, and a huge artificial lawn in the backyard, divided into two areas.

One is a place for daily walks, and the other is a place for practicing magical arts.

But now, these facilities are cheaper than Somo.

"No wonder Xia Fenghan wanted the bird to occupy the dove's nest. It was fun to enjoy other people's achievements."

After taking a shower, Sumo put on dry clothes and went to the front hall.

It was exactly seven o'clock when Thomas walked in with two bags of breakfast, and also exchanged greetings with the two doormen.

"Why is it that bun shop again?" Sumo glanced at the familiar logo on the packaging bag, "Priest Thomas, pair up with the proprietress of that shop as soon as possible. Chief, I might even be able to give you a big red envelope."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I have a man." Thomas denied it immediately, but Somo could tell from his evasive eyes that the old priest was definitely about to regain his second youth.

As the saying goes, full and warm thoughts...

"Well, I've been a widow for seven or eight years. It's rare that you can still find this excuse."

"Keep arguing, I'm listening."

Sumo took the bun and took a bite. Judging from the taste, it was indeed good, but he couldn't bear to eat this bun for breakfast every day for a week!

Thomas blushed, raised his legs and was about to leave, but he almost bumped into Kong Geliang who came in hastily.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"High Priest, I'm here to see the patriarch." Finding Somo standing at the door, Kong Geliang continued, "Chief, Delun is here. I just ordered him to be taken to the police station first."

"Dren?"

Sumo was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile.

"This guy will come sooner or later. He is a smart man to come here at this time."

"You are smart. You must have heard the news that we were going to hold a priest ceremony and couldn't help it."

Thomas answered.

Which force will have the greatest impact on Crack 37 due to this major incident?

The Snow Bandit claims to be second, but no one dares to claim to be first.

According to incomplete statistics, almost one-third of the snow bandits stationed in Qinggang City died. Except for a few first-level priests who survived by luck, the rest of the priests were completely wiped out.

Yes, even the four fifth-level priests of Qinggang City died in this turmoil.

If the Fire Fist Tribe had not relocated, Sumo might have taken this opportunity to go to Qinggang City in person and recruit a group of thugs to become his team. But if he moved to the Yunxiao Tribe, the distance would be too far.

It will take half a month, so I can only leave this matter to the people below.

But then again, letting ordinary people deal with snow bandits is not as useful as Delen, an old snow bandit.

"Take him to have a meal, change his clothes and come see me."

"clear."

Kong Geliang nodded and left with Thomas.

Somo returned to the main hall after breakfast and began to deal with the large amount of official business accumulated by the tribe.

It has been exactly one month and twenty days since the migration team arrived at Hebu.

In the eyes of outsiders, controlling the Yunxiao tribe in such a short period of time is very incredible.

But for him, it is as simple as eating and drinking.

Limited by the power rules of the world of faith, in the absence of mortal enemies, wars between tribes often end at the end and adopt a best-of-three-game system.

Priests challenge alone, warriors challenge alone, and fight with hundreds of people.

Even if the six major tribes want to engage in tribal war, they must follow this process.

Therefore, despite the fact that there are thousands of soldiers entangled between Yun and Xiao, there are actually only a few dozen or even less than a hundred who are truly capable of fighting.

A simple decapitation operation, after killing these die-hards, what is left is just a pile of loose sand.

Somo did not rush to use troops immediately, but waited until the major event was over before officially going out.

Facing a fifth-level priest and a fourth-level priest, the last bit of luck that many people held on to finally disappeared.

Now, the entire Fire Fist tribe no longer implements the original ethnic system, but has changed to a village system.

Fire Fist Town, the original Yunbu, is now the center of the Fire Fist tribe, focusing mainly on commercial development.

Yunxiao Village, the original Xiaobu, mainly focuses on resource acquisition.

Hecun, the original Hebu, became a place where soldiers were stationed and trained.

"Chief, we've arrived!" Kong Geliang's voice came from the front of the main hall. Sumo looked up and saw Delun, wearing brand new linen clothes, standing behind Kong Geliang. He was stunned.

He looked at Sumo stupidly, his mind seemed to be completely frozen, and he looked at a loss.

Dungeon guard?

Clan leader?

"Sit there and chat for a while." Sumo pointed to the chair on the side of the main hall. Seeing Delen's ghostly expression, he couldn't help but laugh:

"I thought you had guessed it a long time ago. Do you really think that a small dungeon guard has the courage to let the snow bandit out? Can you escape the other guards smoothly and no one will be held accountable afterwards?"

"Su... Chief Su." Delun finally reacted, forcing a smile on his face and sitting down: "I did guess your identity at the beginning, but the oracle given to me by the Stone God..."

"Don't worry, the oracle of the Stone God will not be false. Since you have completed the task, I will faithfully fulfill my promise and help you to be promoted to the priest's seat." Somo picked up the water cup and took a sip, then said with a smile.

"The priest's ceremony will be held in two days. I will tell Priest Thomas then that you can just go there."

Visible to the naked eye, Delen's dim eyes suddenly brightened, "Really?"

"Why are you lying to me? It's just three kilograms of divine mineral. Do you think the Fire Fist tribe doesn't have this kind of material?"

After saying that, Sumo added, "Tell me, what's going on with the snow bandits?"

Delen, who had not yet come to his senses, was stunned for a moment by Sumo's question. It took him a few seconds to react. He smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "It's tragic. The Snow Bandit Organization is currently stationed in Crack No. 37."

It has ceased to exist in name only, with less than thirty of the one hundred and eighty squads left, all the high priests are dead, and the surviving priests are all first-level priests who have just gained power."

"I heard someone said that a sixth-level holy priest was beaten to death with a stick. Is it true?"

"It's true." Delen touched his head and said awkwardly, "Speaking of which, the holy priest was beaten to death by our team. He hid in the sewer pipes for many days and wanted to steal something from the warehouse.

He ate it, but was caught and beaten to death with sticks."

Grass.

This is even more frustrating than Xia Fenghan.

Sumo retracted his contemptuous gaze and couldn't help but glance at Delen.

"Since you can get here, so the Red Moon Team is yours now?"

"Um."

A simple word, but there must be many stories hidden behind it.

Sumo had no intention of going into details, but he just felt that Delen was indeed worthy of use.

"Go down, you won't believe anything I tell you now. Wait until the priest ceremony is over. I will give you a new mission then."

After he finished speaking, Kong Geliang, who was silent next to him, made a gesture of invitation.

Delen stood up in silence and stared at Somo's face for several seconds, as if he wanted to carve this face into his memory.
To be continued...