On the fifth day of the Cold Moon, the royal city of Ogu was heavily guarded inside and outside. The usually passive and lax city guards were replaced by the imperial army. Countless knights were ready to go, and the proud magicians had solemn expressions.
"Anthony, Yuri, which force do you think arrived at Augu City first?" asked a man in his fifties. This man is the nominal king of Augu Continent and the ruler of the nine principalities.
, the founder of the World Gathering, the slayer of the old king, the guardian of the Miracle Plains, and the sole heir of the Lion’s bloodline.
"Reporting to your Majesty, I think it should be the envoys of each principality. The first one is the Knight Principality." Anthony, the Holy Cross Guild President, holder of the Blade of Light, Divine Knight Anthony, replied loudly.<
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"I hope that the orcs from Udun City on the Golden Plains will arrive first, and the best person to come is the old shaman from the Hetula tribe." Yuri, the president of the Secret Magic Guild and the great fire mage, tightened his hands.
Explosive Spark Staff.
These three people are the famous "Augu Iron Triangle", and they are also the cornerstone of the royal power that has always stood firm. According to legend, the three people have been as close as brothers since they were young. The eldest brother is born with supernatural power, the second brother is full of magic, and the third brother is extremely intelligent.
Many years later, they stepped on countless dead bones and broken blades and stood at the highest point of Aogu City.
"Your Majesty, two gentlemen, the goblins from the Alchemy City on the Rusty Plains have arrived." Manuel, the Prime Minister, the whip bearer of the empire, and the chief steward of the royal city, warned.
I saw two more black spots in the clouds in the distance. The huge roar was like locusts passing by. The goblins, as the race with the weakest physical fitness, can compete with the major forces because of not
Force, but countless technological products. Just like the two airships that are getting closer, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed that this kind of thing that only existed in fantasy could one day appear.
"Welcome, your Excellency the great swordsman Pizarro, the warrior of the goblin clan." Anthony, the Blessed Knight, had a smile on his face, but his words were full of contempt.
"Hey, don't you dare. After all, this ancient city is still unchanged for thousands of years. By the way, instead of bickering with me here, why not go to the Miracle Plains first and have a look. If the trolls and the orcs fight,
You, a blessed knight, are in great disgrace." The short goblin messenger looked indifferent, but the information revealed in his words made the Ogu Iron Triangle frown.
However, this is the fact. The trolls from the Sun-Chasing Hills and the City of Weapon Halberds are currently quarreling with the orc envoys. At the end of the evolution, a high-level troll witch doctor walked out of the square and sacrificed a piece of hair.
There was a wand with a foul smell. The orcs showed no fear at all. They saw the strong man who looked like a small siege vehicle roaring angrily, and his eyes instantly turned scarlet.
"That's almost enough. This...this is the territory of humans! Are you...are you here to trade goods, or are you here to fight? Why don't you give me some face and fight another day...how about another day? Ugh.
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Mito, who had been watching with a cold eye, put down his wine bag and walked carelessly between the two warring parties. But before he could finish explaining the big story he had prepared, he vomited due to excessive drinking. This man was from the Flint Basin.
The young dwarf clan leader of Sombra Castle is born with stone skin and powerful martial arts, but he stutters a bit...
The ancient city of Aogu fell into chaos with the arrival of envoys from various ethnic groups. The merchants completed transactions one after another with hands and feet. The wooden door of the bar had long been shattered into powder. The New Year for thieves has officially arrived, but most of the unlucky ones have died.
Mourning Huangquan.
At this time, the banquet hall of the palace was also crowded with people. Goblins and treasurers were hiding in the corner and whispering. Trolls and orcs were still rolling their eyes at each other. Dwarves who were addicted to alcohol occupied the artificial wine fountain. Although King Fernando of Ogu said:
A little helpless, but there is peace of mind in his eyes.
Humans! Although they are the most numerous, they are also the race with the strongest learning ability. They can even overcome the shortcomings of weak physique by practicing fighting spirit and magic. However, the internal divisions are very serious. The principalities have their own agendas, and even some powerful rebels
, dare to openly challenge the royal power. Therefore, in this banquet hall, the conflicts between various races are particularly important, otherwise the end of humankind being annexed will not be far away.
Fernando thought like this, slowly raised the wine glass in his hand, and spoke a set of prepared words. However, in a certain room in the inner courtyard of the palace, the same plot was about to take place.
"Grrrr! It's been a year since we last met, and I didn't expect that my brother is getting more and more handsome. Do you want me to pick a dark elf beauty for you to play with?" The dark elf envoy from the Whispering Forest squinted his eyes and asked meaningfully.
Seeing that he has a hot body, his black hair spreads like a waterfall on his chest, but his scarlet eyes are a bit scary.
"Put away your clumsy tricks. Are you still so disgusting here? The face of the elves will be completely lost by you!" Nymph, who was stationed at the Horned Eagle Mountain in the Glimmer Forest, said sarcastically.
As a pure-blood elf, she really doesn't want to be in the same room as a dark elf, but she has a mission.
"Oh! You two are like this when you meet. I, the host, am in a bit of a dilemma. As the saying goes, a beautiful woman will envy a married woman when she meets a beautiful woman. I think you two should calm down and calm down." The second prince, Benjamin, will
Two business contracts were spread out on the table, and he persuaded in a funny way. He didn't care about the other party's identity at all, because in his eyes, a beauty is a beauty, so what else can he say except praise.
To put it bluntly, the World Gathering is just an exchange of materials between races. Humans are famous for their paper and clothing; the furs, pets, and dairy products of the orcs are of high quality and low price; the weapons and ale of the dwarves are of excellent quality; as for the technology of the goblins
Products are always rare items that are highly sought after.
Not to mention the dried meat, nuts, potions, and coffee produced by the Trolls; the fruits, wine, perfume, and works of art from the Elves; and the daggers, jewelry, and tea from the Dark Elves.
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The history of the development of any civilization is a long, smelly footcloth stained with dried blood stains, bed bug corpses, and countless humiliations and compromises. War is never a fight.
Behind it stands the interests of the tribe, the hopes for the future, and even some wishful thinking...
Tonight, Augu City is destined to be sleepless. The financial officer's living room is like a vegetable market, sometimes cheering, sometimes scolding. Transaction documents several feet thick are piled on the table, and bright red handprints appear in front of the eyes. The inter-ethnic conflicts
The flow of materials is completed quickly, and humans, as middlemen, make a lot of money.
Three days later, the goblins started the airship again and slowly sailed towards the Rusty Plains; the orcs also mounted their mounts and rushed towards the golden plains in the dust; the elves and dark elves who were indifferent to the world also left one after another.
, the trolls behind them followed closely; as for the dwarves, they first filled their wine bags, and then burped their wine and walked into the Miracle Plain.
The city of Aogu once again regained its peace, but this period of peace seemed very short-lived. Although communication with foreign races is dangerous, if you can handle it accurately, you will be surprised. However, the communication between the principalities is not so wonderful, maybe before
One second everyone was pushing cups and changing cups, and the next second they were exchanging swords with each other, with heads all over the ground and rivers of blood flowing.
The lone wolf flag of the Knight Principality is fluttering in the wind, the two-headed dragon emblem of the Sisai Principality is displayed on the chest, the mountain scorpion pattern of the Sayer Principality is unremarkable, and the evil tiger jersey of the Cambay Principality is deep red.
The rose sword of the Principality of Floy is exquisitely carved, the spider crystal coins of the Principality of Moroniel exude the smell of copper, the elk cane of the Principality of Zeon is plain and simple, the horseshoes of the Frost Riding Castle are covered with dust, and the frozen
The Icefield Butterflies in the Earth Continent are like the lowest and poorest people.