Chapter six hundred and fiftieth chapters noisy journey
In a sense, the wars all over the world are not without benefits. At least, our convoy moving north has been much smoother along the way.
The fastest way to become friends with other people and forces? Just show up and have a common enemy.
In the past, bringing so many elves in and out of other countries' borders, escorted by a fleet of floating battleships, was simply making myself uncomfortable.
Even if others don't think you are invading, those elf hunters and the difficulties along the way are endless troubles. Stopping and stopping is the norm, and traveling all the way is just a dream.
But now, the warning has turned into reality. The attack of the abyssal forces has given the entire human society an inexplicable sense of crisis and tension. The mountains and rivers have not changed, and they are facing the big northern countries that have no conflict of interest with themselves, especially arms exports.
In a big country, it is obviously better to have a good relationship than to offend.
The phenomenon of the King of Hell being easy to talk about and being difficult to deal with is often because the "King of Hell" doesn't take care of things very much, doesn't care about the visitors who come to the door, and doesn't strictly supervise his subordinates and establish a disciplinary system.
Now I heard that Ms. Renee, the head of the Lan Alliance, was passing by. Not to mention the passage permission, there were many people from various lords along the road who took the initiative to come to greet the guest, build relationships, and discuss arms sales. They kept talking and chatting, allowing the elves to have a good look at Lan.
The status of alliance in human society.
Of course, an elf is a huge wealth. In the eyes of some people, a convoy is carrying a mountain of gold on the road. Even if it is escorted by warship knights, there are many who think they can make a fortune. There are always random people around us, black people
The men in clothes fly around during the day, and the thieves and spies can play mahjong on the roof beams in the shadows.
In desperation, black dragons and red dragons were sent out to show off, and from time to time they performed dragon roars and breathed fire into the air. For these idle people, these legendary beasts were more "convincing" than steel battleships.
There were more, so there were a lot fewer onlookers that night... As for those who protested that breathing fire in the air on the street was like a monkey trick, asking for an increase in salary, no one cared about it.
And once we go to a sparsely populated area, there will always be people who want to try this opportunity to get rich overnight. Some large mercenary groups are usually mercenaries, but at this time they transform into wandering horse bandits. We have seen this.
Those low-level ambush techniques were used.
Those who set up stalls to sell "medicinal wine", those who dug up roads to stage ambushes, and those who took advantage of the darkness to conduct night raids. The most interesting ones were probably the two like-minded lords who we had drank and chatted with before, and they became among the bandits we defeated.
The most valuable captive.
And after the interrogation, it was discovered that he was still a repeat offender.
It is a taboo to be a lord during the day and a thief at night. Once word spreads, who else would dare to live in such a territory. It would be too shameful for a lord to wander into this land. Not only will the lord's reputation be hit, but also
Even their king will be questioned.
So, we considered the superiors of these lords very considerately and wrote a sincere letter, guaranteeing that for the honor of the nobles, they would keep their secrets. The king of that country was also very moved and sent a large amount of treasures.
and food to express "thank you"... Ahem, this is your favor and I am willing to give it to you. How can you say it is coercion? It is clearly a voluntary labor force.
The entire plane was in a special period of time when a storm was about to come. There were constant storms along the way, but because the human kingdoms began to hug each other for warmth, and because the escorting fleet was strong enough, they did not encounter any huge waves that could capsize the ship.
Half a month has passed, and I can barely get out of bed. Although my magic power is still empty, at least I don’t have to lie down all day to deal with official duties... I swear by my rare diligence. I have worked for at least three years in these half months,
So... I'm thinking of a way to take a three-year break.
I don't intend to interfere in administrative matters. In fact, they are doing a good job. A diligent administrative team coupled with a stable and efficient administrative system is definitely more reliable than a genius who slaps his forehead and comes up with crooked ideas.
My main focus is still on the war on the mainland and the preparations for the Lan Alliance. After all, I am quite good at this aspect of things.
But in the face of many battle reports that were enough to bury me alive, I didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, I could just ignore it if it had nothing to do with me. And then for a long time, the number of battle reports would increase dramatically. This kind of people
A little understanding of something that is powerful but powerless is enough.
The only thing that attracted my interest, or focused the attention of the entire plane, was the battlefield between Bayer and the Undead. The luxurious lineup of five Undead Emperors appeared at the same time, and every move attracted all the attention.
Everyone was waiting for the information and evaluation of the goblins, but unfortunately, what the goblins finally gave was somewhat disappointing.
"All the ratings of the Undead Emperor are above five stars? Just fool him like this?"
The next information was too disappointing. The information given by the goblins was too vague. Such evaluation only meant that they were definitely stronger than the weaker gods, but everyone knew that the undead emperor was stronger than the weaker gods.
On the other hand, such an evaluation is equivalent to non-existent.
But when the specific battle report came out, it became clear that the goblins could not be blamed, but the cunning and cunning of the ancient dead.
They did not show any special characteristics or rare abilities during the war. What they did was probably continuously summon undead on a large scale, and then used some conventional negative energy necromancy magic attacks. What is remarkable is that they summoned more undead with a wave of their hands than ordinary undead monarchs.
Hundreds of times, negative energy attack magic such as the Finger of Death can be used as a meteorite spell to hit the city.
Everyone knows that what makes the Undead Emperor dangerous is their characteristics and their research field that reaches the upper limit of the Creator. Obviously, these cunning ancients will not reveal their trump cards so easily, and because their era is too old, they have been living in a snail's nest all year round.
In their own territory, the goblins want to find out their trump cards, and it is not enough to just check the past information.
I'm afraid that as long as we look for ancient parties, it won't be a matter of time, and considering the progress over the years, even if there is information, it can only be used as a reference.
And using the Undead Sea Ping to push down the Rainy Night Fortress without taking it seriously also proves the confidence of these guys from one side. At least I personally don't want to face them at all.
I really want to have peace talks with the Tali Republic. If we can reach an agreement, we can save a lot of trouble. But unfortunately, peace often becomes valuable only after the smoke. Negotiations are of no use until they are sure that their goals cannot be achieved.
Meaningless.
I spread out my notebook and took a deep breath. I got up and closed the window. The cold air of early winter made people feel energetic, but it was a bit hurtful to the patient who had just gotten up.
Keeping a diary is my personal habit. It not only records the past, but also reminds me whether I have done something stupid recently and whether I need to make up for it.
But on the current notebook, the most important goals are nowhere to be found.
"Complete the collection of materials for Holy Sword Dawn - waiting for the news of Beifeng. Considering the difference in strength, the success rate is not high, but why do I feel that he will not fail?"
"Using Heng as a channel to communicate with the Republic of Tali and try the possibility of coexistence - it has failed."
"Complete the three-nation alliance with Bayer and Oran, and finalize the arms and grain sales for the coming year - it's done."
There was an additional underline and addition after this, "Considering the impact of the current war, we cannot expect them to be able to fulfill the contract. We can consider looking for the natural camp, but it will be very troublesome to owe those guys a favor."
"With the help of Helent, we have failed to complete the reconciliation with the dragon clan on the surface. These old stubborns will attack me as soon as we meet."
"Continue the Black Templar Church to attack the faith of the God of Holy Light and weaken his ability - it is ongoing, but there is no sign of him being weakened yet."
"Help Heloise complete the establishment of the Northern Elf Empire - it is ongoing, and the location selection is a big problem. I hope it can be finalized within two years."
"Complete the opening of the Ice Plane and the establishment of a new covenant..."
Hundreds of tasks are scattered here and there, and each one is probably regarded as an epic task, but among the many tasks, one is the most important and troublesome.
"Find out Cavins' target——???"
This is the only task for which I put three question marks because I don’t know where to start.
This guy's whereabouts are a mystery. All we know is that he is currently searching for the real abyss. If we follow this clue to find it, it might actually help him.
I have entrusted the goblins, the Council of Truth of the Mage Country, and the Intelligence Department of the Lan Alliance, but except for the goblins, I don't have much expectations for the others, even the goblins. I'm afraid the chance of getting clues is not high.
Resurrection of Cynthia? Let’s not mention the hatred between the two parties. I don’t think Cavins would be so uncreative. Resurrection of a big devil to destroy the world, and then be defeated by the brave or something. This is such an old routine. If you want to destroy the world, why don’t you do it yourself?
Going into battle, besides, if the world is destroyed and everyone is finished together, who will benefit? I feel that those fairy tales are not logical at all.
Devouring evolution? Even if you don’t mention the pathetic success rate, to be honest, this is not his style. He is similar to me in some aspects. He will only trust the power he gains bit by bit, and it is completely his own.
The most real thing is that just thinking about swallowing something and having some strange creature exist in the body and fused with my own flesh and blood makes me feel very sick.
Taking a step back, he really desires to become powerful by any means necessary, and he is willing to use the dirty means of devouring to evolve. There is no need to go to the trouble of finding the Creator. It is enough to go directly to the God-level trouble. He should not have reached the peak yet.
Bar.
When many low-possibility reasons have been eliminated, no matter how outrageous the answer is, it may be true. I have a few vague guesses, but they need intelligence support. Some of them are possible, which makes me feel that it doesn't matter if I don't stop him, but there is one
, but made me stop him at all costs.
"I hope it's not that. Cavins isn't that crazy..."
"...According to your style of painting, isn't it the one you don't want the most, or the other one?"
Looking at the dead cat yawning next to me, I felt a little helpless. This guy really had a golden crow's mouth.
However, I am still a little grateful to her these days. Ever since I used forbidden magic and my physical strength was exhausted, she has always been by my side to protect me.
What makes people a little sad is that even though I was hurt so badly, many people still came to "visit" me... Facts have proved that many people still want me to die.
The peripheral defense force can deal with ordinary weaklings, but it cannot eradicate the infiltration of top powerhouses. The number of top powerhouses sent away in the past few days is almost three digits, and the murderous gazes of transcendent beings and gods can be felt.
Several times, if we were not vaguely protected by the gods of the underworld, and both sides exercised restraint when the battle was about to begin, the battle of gods would have started long ago.
And there are only four people who have the ability to come to me in various ways, but if Heloise hadn't been here, I might have died four times.
I am afraid that there is really only a thin line between the dead cat and the undead emperor. Those guys who looked like demigods were all easily dispatched by her. Their corpses were hung directly on the main gun barrel of the battleship to warn the newcomers about their craftsmanship.
If you don’t cum, don’t come here and die.
I didn't even bother to ask the other party who sent them. I thought there were many alive, and I thought there were more dead. There was no need to count the many. Now it was clear that it was the period of weakness after the forbidden curse, and the whereabouts were so ostentatious. Those
Those who have grudges and hatred will naturally seize the opportunity. There are also many people who have no grudges or hatred, want to be famous, stand out, and want to offer rewards.
"Dragons, elves, dwarves, humans, orcs, undead, it doesn't make much sense even if you ask, right? This racial distribution shows that the people who want you dead are probably all over the world..."
Heloise's words reminded me that as the only Forbidden Curse Mage in the world who can use multiple Forbidden Spells and still be alive and kicking, no country that is not an ally would expect the Lan Alliance to master such a powerful weapon that can be used repeatedly.
, No, considering that allies are for sale these days, you can’t even count on allies.
Since everyone wants me to die, I am too lazy to guess. Anyway, some unexpected gains can be regarded as a rather satisfying unexpected gift.
"Is there any legendary ice weapon?"
This is an unexpected surprise, but it is also reasonable. What else can touch the extreme of the ice element than releasing the forbidden spell of the ice system. (To be continued.)
