"Your will will be carried out, my majesty, but this requires sufficient supply of raw materials. We have used up the inventory of Eternal Peak before."
"Take my warrant to the miners' guild. They will provide you with everything you need. If it's still not enough, I'll find a way."
Snorri waved his hand. He had hesitated to "connect to the power grid privately" without Master Ma's nod before. Using the boundless energy of this world through the giant spiritual vein network, it was enough to experience the feeling of having all the power of heaven and earth under control. Already.
"Spiritual veins are still foreign objects after all. If I want to make further progress, I cannot do without polishing my martial arts skills and increasing my divine power. My martial arts skills have not been hindered by government affairs over the years, but my divine power has become somewhat mixed."
Snorri gained the long-lost purity. He stroked his beard, thought and looked inwards. There were not many people in the world who could rival him, but this also made his name completely hanging on the table of the Four Gods.
"Success is wealth, and failure is wealth. The hidden dangers are not small. If it is used by interested people or even gods again, the trouble will be big."
Although the plan for himself is to use force to defend the contract and the reputation of the "righteous God of Wealth", there are always people with evil intentions who want to take advantage of the wealth and power. The Twelve Apostles have neither the time nor the motivation to identify it - after all, the first stage The KPI he gave was to spread the faith as quickly as possible.
"I will have to convene an apostolic conference, perhaps better to enlarge it, to reunite the minds."
Although he could suppress the conflicting divine powers at the moment, he had to plan for possible growth. When he thought of it, Snorri took out a dedicated transmitter and sent his summons to the apostles on the other side of the old world.
"No matter how fast it is to get here from Kislev, which is the farthest point, it will still take a month. Maybe I will have time to have a good chat with Drazhos."
Fighting with real swords and guns can win the most heartfelt recognition. The elite Chaos Dwarves of the original Azog Legion have become one with the people of the Southland. There is almost no barrier between them, drinking wine, chatting and bragging.
In the past thousands of years, the dwarf leaders did not spread their limited understanding of the dark land, which made it easy for ordinary people to distinguish these "fallen" guys with horns and red eyes from the "lost" Norsca four cities. Equal sign in nature.
"The great demigod, the reviver of the mountains, here comes Drazhoth! The sneak attacks of evil gods are like child's play in front of you. May your glory always shine on the dwarf nations."
The original demon blacksmith rushed in flatteringly. As Hashut's former servants, they knew that the omnipotent bull evil god had to tuck his tail and behave like a young bull in front of Khorne.
And the two demigods that existed in the Dark Land probably relied on the so-called "blood of Hasut" to gain power. The power from this source was naturally taken and taken away, so there was no talk of confrontation.
"You don't have to be so polite. You and your subordinates were personally purified by the ancestral goddess, and you are her priest. Seriously, we are the same generation."
Snorri pushed a cup of Jubilee Diamond in front of him. The Chaos Dwarf's own product was as strong as industrial alcohol. The strong smell of cinders was not something everyone could appreciate.
"I was busy digesting the results of the battle and preparing for the battle of Itaza, so I didn't have the chance to talk to you in detail. Gotrek helped you clean the Black Fortress, and after you joined the expedition, he temporarily took charge of the city defense, but he will always come back to me, your city
You are still the master.”
First, Drazhos was given a reassurance that he had no interest in getting involved in the affairs of the Dark Land at this point. The products there were barren and the environment was harsh, and the geographical location was too far away to have any influence on the general trend of the world.
"I will spread the faith of the ancestor gods and your great achievements among the residents. Maybe you will not mind the green-skin slaves..."
Drazhos stroked his beard. He was a smart guy. After observing the Southland for a few days, he realized that Snorri's belief pool was not limited to the dwarves.
"Let's not talk about these first. I am referring to the military aspect. The news of your return cannot be kept secret for too long. How will the Tower of Zar react? Based on your understanding of Goltz."
"He is a fierce guy who likes to play tricks behind the scenes. He will not take action easily until he understands the situation - the situation on your side and Bafeng Mountain. What's more, there is an iron hand in the north to restrain him."
As Ironhand mentioned when they met in the ice field east of Butcher's Castle, the Brutal Goltz used Blackheart Zatan as his spokesperson after gaining a certain status.
The seat and the new master of the secret society have only met each other a few times.
"Don't think it's so simple. The Bull God may interfere in the mortal world. Although He doesn't think much of you, it's time to make necessary war preparations. Without the demon construct and the half-human bull, your strength will face a window of opportunity.
"
The dwarf demigod warned that Aihetanmu is in contact with the Iron Hand entrenched in Uzkulak. He has held the highest power for many years and knows more than the descendants. How much he is willing to say depends on whether Goltz can suppress him.
To what extent.
"I tried to contact the Tower of Beasts. The demon blacksmith there is a veteran of the same generation as Iron Hand. The ancestor goddess gave me the magic to dissolve petrification. If I make good use of it, it will be a big bargaining chip in diplomacy."
"Maybe it's still not enough. I suggest you go to Pigherd Town to seek cooperation. You know that place, the so-called transit point of the Tusk Road on the Sea, which brings together the northern Ogre Kingdom and you, as well as the specialties of Indy and the Dragon Islands in the south.
.”
Snorri pointed to the southeastern edge of the Dark Land, which is the mouth of the Ruin River, a dirty water system that flows through Zar-Nagrond and is filled with tar, industrial wastewater, and sewage waste.
"It was a mixed place, with several tribes of ogres, the undead in the haunted forest, and explorers from the Far East."
Drazhos muttered that the huge profits of Swineherds Town attracted every generation of black fortress lords, but it became an autonomous port like Marienburg under the insistence of mercenaries from all walks of life who wanted money rather than their lives.
"The True Dragon of Cathay has a profit and an army there. With their help, you will definitely get something."
Snorri decided not to provide more support, which was also a big test for the dwarf young people. He was in urgent need of talents who could both fight and understand internal affairs, and Drazhos had the potential in this regard.
"Understood, I will report to you in time if there is any progress."
After watching him get up and leave, Snorri quietly thought about the curriculum of the two major colleges. These aspects he knew in his previous life could not be called a system and needed to be built together with local intellectuals.
"The growth in the fertility rate also requires sufficient supporting facilities to enable newborns to receive high-quality training. Resources in this area should be coordinated through culture and education."
Many expedient measures are to buy time for sufficient strength, and he must improve the conversion efficiency as much as possible.