Chapter 310 New Tristram
New Tristram.
Pieces of farmland are neatly arranged around the town. The full-grained wheat falls down heavily, swaying slightly with the gentle breeze and drizzle. This is a harvest season.
This is New Tristram, a town rebuilt using the ruins of Tristram. Because it is in an independent space, demons cannot be seen here. The faces of the civilians are filled with happy smiles, and they are busy with their work.
"Lord Akara..."
A shop owner who was shouting and selling weapons and equipment suddenly saw a nun coming out of the temple in the distance, and hurriedly saluted and greeted her devoutly.
"May the gods be with you." Akara smiled and returned the salute.
"Lord Akara..."
Other passers-by also saluted and greeted Akara. Since the three worlds merged into one world again. Two of the three rogue camps were swallowed up by the surging demon army without any resistance, and only a few hundred professionals escaped by chance.
Because Lan Wu made Tristram a stable stronghold, the weakest Rogue Camp survived. When the demon army surged in, Akara and other camp leaders immediately arranged for all professionals to move to Tristram. And because they became the only remaining title heirs, they naturally became the managers here.
Suddenly there was a commotion in front, and Akara frowned slightly. Today, Tristram not only has people from the Rogue Camp, but also many people who have fled from Lugaoin. There were already conflicts that were difficult to resolve at the beginning, and now they live together, so naturally there will be no peace. She didn't know whether it was the people from the Rogue Camp who provoked the people from Lugaoin, or the people from Lugaoin who provoked the people from the Rogue Camp.
"Accept the punishment of the Holy Wrath!"
Accompanied by a roar, a flash of fire appeared in front, and there were exclamations. Passers-by scattered in embarrassment. Akara rubbed his temples in depression and shouted, "Virgil, stop it."
The Crusader Virgil just picked up a half-dead professional with black smoke all over his body. Hearing Akara's voice, he threw him behind him. Several professionals wearing armor like him were in a hurry to catch the unlucky guy who ran into the muzzle of the gun.
"Lord Akara, this is the new Tristram that Lord God has worked hard to build. I don't allow anyone to mess here." Virgil walked to another troublemaker with a crackling sound, grabbed him, and threw him behind him, causing the followers to be in a hurry again.
"Is he awake?" Akara rubbed his temples in depression and changed the subject tactfully. This Crusader with muscles in his head was simply unmoved. After all, they are the last survivors of mankind. It's okay to stop the riots, but such violent law enforcement is questionable.
Virgil's expression suddenly darkened when he heard this, and he lowered his head silently and shook it. Akara showed a trace of sadness between his eyebrows, and sighed faintly.
It has been more than a year. Ever since the World Stone was destroyed by Tyrael's burning soul, Lanwu has been in a coma. Akara was only grateful to this God of Grace. The fact that the Rogue Camp can now grow is inseparable from this God of Grace. Even Tristram was built by him. If it weren't for his insistence, I'm afraid that everyone including Lu Gaoyin would be destroyed by the hands of the devil.
"Come with me to see him." Akara walked over. Only this excuse can make Virgil, a piece of wood, stop. In the past year, there have been many unlucky people under the hands of this crusader. At the least, they have been bedridden for half a year, and at the worst, even potions can't save them. It can be said that the stable environment in New Tristram is inseparable from this evil god.
Virgil really followed Akara obediently and left. After the two walked away, the followers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The evil god finally left. Otherwise, New Tristram might have lost two more professionals.
The two left the noisy streets and came to a secluded building in the northeast corner of the town. Just as they walked to the door, the door suddenly opened and Kasha walked out.
"Have you prepared a new potion?" Kasha's eyes lit up when she saw Akara.
"I'm not as good as Eko in pharmacy." Akara shook his head regretfully, making Kasha's eyes suddenly dim.
"You go in. I have to go to the military camp. None of those little guys are honest." Kasha made way and went straight to the military camp at the entrance of the catacombs. Now the Rogue Camp and the survivors of Lugain have joined together. Under the insistence of Akara and others, the militarized management mentioned by Lan Wu was seriously implemented, seeking to twist all the forces of the human survivors into one rope.
The two entered the small building, but saw everyone sitting in the hall, all with sad brows. Virgil's expression darkened, and he lowered his head silently. Lan Wu was still unconscious.
"Lord Akara." Olvera, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen with two plates of food. Barbara followed closely behind, wearing a pair of thick cotton gloves and holding a large pot of steaming soup. She saw Akara standing at the door, took a few quick steps, put the soup on the table, and then walked forward with Akara to the crowd.
"Be more energetic." Barbara clapped her hands, completely different from the cold-faced evil spirit at the beginning. Perhaps because she got rid of her inner demons, she now truly looks like a mother, and no longer looks like a heartless person who pursues power.
Flora looked up at her mother, then lowered her head sadly. Her little hand tightly grasped Irene. The latter was still as silent as before, just holding her sister's hand tightly, with the same sad expression.
Barbara had no way to deal with her two daughters. Although she didn't see Lan Wu's coma for more than a year, she knew that her two daughters didn't know how many times they cried in the quilt.
"I thought of it." Ai Ke ran down from the second floor happily with two dark circles under his eyes. When she saw Akara was there, she immediately ran over excitedly and pulled Akara upstairs: "Come quickly, I found a way to wake up the Lord of the Gods."
With this shout, everyone present stood up at the same time and followed closely. Flora and Irene ran even faster. One was Rogge, who practiced agility. Needless to say, the other was an assassin, how could he not be agile enough. The two ran to the front at the first time.
Eco dragged Akara into the room next to the staircase on the second floor. Just as he was about to shout, Claudia gave him a fierce look and pushed him back.
"We need to be quiet here." Claudia tucked Lan Wu's quilt, stood up and turned around to say seriously.
"I found a way to wake up the Lord of God's Grace." Eco was originally frightened by Claudia's eyes, but in a blink of an eye, he started shouting again.
This time Claudia did not stop him, and pushed Eco to the bed impatiently: "Then why don't you do it quickly."
Eco was not angry either, and spread his hands with great confidence: "He should have consumed too much magic power. As long as he is given enough magic power, he will definitely wake up."