Earl Baldwin was once one of the few great nobles in the Ottoman Empire. After the collapse of the empire, the independent Principality of Oran survived for decades, symbolically retaining the dwarven blood of the royal family.
For hundreds of years, dwarves have been accustomed to a low-key life and do not "show themselves" easily. Due to their racial talents in forging and smelting, the Principality of Oran is famous for producing excellent armor and weapons, and has continuously provided goods to the countries of the Human Alliance.
Provide high-quality weapons.
Some people once naively thought that this situation would continue, making the Principality of Oran the last reservation for all dwarves. Who knows... but in the end, they still failed to escape the liquidation of the Holy See.
The mention of the Holy See made Bei Gaoyang so angry that he couldn't even remember how much suffering he suffered at the hands of those religious lunatics.
Strange noises continued inside and outside the castle. Count Baldwin was leading people to collect those who refused to retreat to the cemetery. They could no longer be called human beings. They had transformed into ghosts, lost their senses, and had deformed into monsters.
It's not about killing them, it's about keeping them for future copies.
Bei Gaoyang was very satisfied with Bai's city and a high-level dungeon. The leakage of secrets he was most worried about was no longer a problem. The remaining people could all be connected to the magic network and used as NPCs.
He is also planning to build a city on the basis of this camp, and after the second test is over, he will find ways to increase the population.
“Let’s call it Buck City.”
Buck means dawn in Dwarven language, symbolizing that the darkest time before dawn has passed.
Putting the last stroke on the back of young Bob, Bei Gaoyang snapped his fingers and let Xiao Ai connect to this thirteen-year-old boy with dwarf blood. The Magic Network now has a new member, a brand new high-level NPC.
All the explaining and teaching work was left to Xiao Ai.
"You, and you...stand up," he said, pointing to several people in the crowd.
The abandoned people whose names were called walked out of the queue tremblingly.
"Take off your burqa"
"grown ups"
"Don't worry, I'm not a ghoul."
The reputation of the 'thousand-armed demon' is much louder than that of the ghouls. It's better not to explain it, but once it is explained, these people will be even more afraid.
"Don't challenge my patience"
Even if there was no malice, this attitude was extremely bad. The survivors tremblingly took off their burqas, revealing several beards hidden inside.
Sure enough, there are dwarves.
Bei Gaoyang's eyes lit up as he looked at the few purebred dwarves. Dwarves are natural masters of smelting and forging. With them, they will be able to greatly alleviate the increasingly prominent equipment problems of players and greatly reduce system power consumption.
"All the dwarves come out, and the others go back."
Finally, fourteen dwarves were counted. They had big beards, short bodies, and thick limbs... but they were a little timid.
The dwarves used to have a temper that would explode at the drop of a hat, but now they are like a quail?
The rest don't have much value and can only be used as ordinary NPCs.
"From now on, you are the reserve sergeant major of the resistance army." Bei Gaoyang retreated from his fear, and the strange-looking young man Bob said, "The Lord of Buck City, Baron Bob."
The freshly minted young baron was stunned for a moment. At Xiao Ai's prompting, he knelt down on one knee and recited the lines awkwardly: "Yes, my lord...overthrow the oppression and rule of the church and gods, and liberate Canaan...
For, for the Alliance, for the Resistance."
"Um"
With Xiao Ai here, there is no need for him to say anything. Although this young man is immature, if his identity and bloodline are used well, he can also play a big role.
This is not the only tribe of abandoned people in the abandoned wasteland, and not every tribe will choose to cooperate with Count Baldwin like Count Baldwin did. Most of them are filled with hatred, madness and struggle.
"Do a good job, Sergeant Major, and don't live up to their sacrifice."
The young sergeant major's eyes turned red and he choked with sobs and said, "Yes, sir."
"It will be lively soon and my kids will love it, haha..."
"...I have seen them, my lord"
"Oh, when?"
"About seven days ago... my grandfather said they were a new kind of undead, and he also said he saw hope in them."
Bei Gaoyang laughed and said: "Okay, okay, hope, I like this word. Although the old man Baldwin has a granite head, he still has good eyesight..."
In fact, Baldwin's original words were that Rumsfeld was an evil and powerful wizard, a figure that the Holy See wanted to get rid of quickly. Looking at his current appearance, there is no doubt that he is carrying out a huge conspiracy. This new kind of
The undead race may become a terrible plague that will sweep the entire world one day...
It is precisely because of this that he has chosen to cooperate.
The movement outside the castle gradually weakened, and the tall, armored knight came in with a stinking knight, dripping with stinking juice and pus and blood.
"Sir, that's all right," he said.
Bei Gaoyang came outside the castle and saw that the orderly town a few hours ago was already in ruins. A group of full-body armored and masked guards dragged a huge, octopus-like monster toward the open entrance of the cemetery.
go.
Blue blood dripped on the stone slab, corroding shallow pits. The long tentacles dragged all the way, and suddenly they were drawn out like long whips, whipping the last guard in the queue and flying up from the ground.
It fell onto the stone slab in the distance.
Ahem...
The blood clots vomited by the guard were dark, and tangled granulation sprouted after falling to the ground. Just as he was about to burrow into the soil under the stone slab, he was nailed by a long shining sword.
Earl Baldwin drew his long sword, his gray hair bleak in the breeze: "Quick, before sunset."
The cemetery is located under the castle. It seems that it has been prepared for a long time. It is all made of hard stones. It is dark inside, with pairs of glowing eyes looking out. Many of them have seeping irises similar to those of demons, and some
It also mutated into compound eyes similar to those of a beholder.
Once the boulder falls, they will be imprisoned underground and suffer unimaginable torture during the last period of time when they lose their sanity.
Even Bei Gaoyang couldn't help but feel pity.
The finishing work was quickly over, leaving an empty city behind.
Everyone entered the cemetery, only Earl Baldwin was left striding towards this side. He said nothing, but touched Bob's cheek with a trembling hand, then turned around and strode towards the tomb.
"grandfather!"
Bei Gaoyang held down the boy who was about to collapse and sighed quietly.
He has seen too many similar tragedies.
"Remember this moment, don't forget it, I promise, there will be a day when you get revenge."
"...Really, my lord?"
"I never brag"
Baldwin stopped at the entrance, took one last look at the sunshine outside, waved his hand, and the boulder rumbled down, completely sealing the entrance.
"From now on, this city depends entirely on you." Before leaving, Bei Gaoyang said to the young city lord, "The system will tell you what I want you to do. I hope that when we meet next time, you will have learned to be strong and kind."
Forbearance, you must know that the crying city lord lacks prestige in front of my children. They are curious and naughty. Once they find out your details and temper, you will feel uncomfortable."
"I will work hard, sir."
"Well, do it well"
"Sir, can I become your student?"
"Why do you want to be my student?"
"I want to become as evil and powerful as you..."
"What's evil...forget it...if you are just powerful, you don't need to be my student, and the spellcasting talent of dwarf blood is usually not good."
"Then, how can we become stronger?"
"Let me give you a set of player templates. As for what a player is, you will know later."
