When the merchant alliance mobilized all their forces to block the march route of the ancient god army.
In the Eternal Realm dungeon.
"Zizzizi..."
Sitting on a comfortable rocking chair was a black iron dwarf who was stuffing a red-hot metal rod into his mouth.
He is the blacksmith mentor of all players in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon - Simba.
Beside him was Mufasa who was stirring the concrete in the tank.
"Cousin, where do you think those little green-skinned monsters have gone? They all ran away together, and there is no one left to make iron."
"I...I don't know. From what they said, it seems that they went to fight the ancient gods."
Mufasa replied.
"Ancient God? Have you started to entertain yourself in this way? Forget it, although I don't have a lot of fun without the apprentices, but it's good to be quiet once in a while."
Simba leaned on the rocking chair and said this comfortably.
Not far away, the top student stood at the door of the portal in a daze.
The succubus Evelin was sitting in the auction house in the sparsely populated trading area of the business district, trimming her nails.
Goblin Moros came towards Simba and Mufasa with two cups of bloody chrysanthemum tea.
In the Lord's Hall, the black dragon Goudan was looking for a machine called a computer. Sherlock took the players away. Goudan managed to sneak in and wanted to take a look at the rolling undead.
In any case, it was another day of peace and tranquility in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon.
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Position No. 10, Eternal Kingdom Underground City Position.
"Great Lord Sherlock, I am the quartermaster responsible for position No. 10 and providing services to the underground city of the Eternal Kingdom during the war. You can just call me quartermaster."
An ooze monster wearing a wet cloak that looked quite in line with the dungeon style said softly to Sherlock who came out of the portal.
Behind Sherlock, in the portal, there were still goblins, goblins and kobolds coming out of it in disorder.
Occasionally there are some chasing and fighting, but most people are laughing and joking.
Of course, there are also some players who are particularly serious and pay attention to the sense of substitution and shout:
"Everyone, be serious! There's a war! Our Lao Xia is so shameless, isn't he?"
In this case, it is naturally of no use.
"Thank you very much for the munitions help provided by Winterfell. Quartermaster, tell me what supplies are currently provided on the battlefield."
Sherlock held his hands behind his back, as if he didn't see the chaotic players behind him, who were plundering the battlefield.
"There is fresh soil, a hundred hand-held magic energy cannons, and 20,000 sets of armor...wait a minute, your troops...are moving away the cooking pots from the position?"
The ooze monster who was introducing military supplies suddenly shouted in panic.
Sherlock turned his head and followed the direction pointed by the quartermaster and saw several Goblin players laying the cooking pot horizontally on the ground and then rolling along the ground towards the portal.
"Oh, this is to show their bravery and fearless spirit of facing death. You imagine, a group of Goblins and Kobolds who are not even afraid of death for their ideals and for the peace of the underground world. They don't need such a thing as a cooking pot at all.
"
Sherlock said expressionlessly:
"Go on."
"Oh... like this, and then... wait, they started to take the tents?!"
The ooze monster shouted in horror.
In the open space behind Sherlock, there were rows of tents, which were of course prepared by Winterfell.
It's just that the players are frantically dismantling these tents from the fixed stakes on the ground, and then transporting them back to the portal behind them in batches.
After seeing it, Sherlock said with confidence:
"They had no intention of surviving the battle, so sleeping was an insult to them and a way of expressing their resentment. Probably."
…………
Beef Ball stood on a high place, watching the absurd things happening on the temporary ally beside him, in the position belonging to the Eternal Kingdom dungeon.
A chaotic formation with no discipline at all, a group of goblins, goblins and kobolds as if they were on a spring outing.
Why did goblins and kobolds appear in such a serious and glorious battle against the Legion of Ancient Gods?
Let’s not talk about the kobolds, a bunch of mad dogs that bite everyone on sight, and the goblins, this bunch of trash, don’t they just rush up with a “Waaaaagh!” and then immediately run back with a “Waaaaagh!”
Beef Ball has even begun to worry that having such allies around will destroy his morale. Fortunately, they seem to be very few in number, only about a thousand people.
Didn't it mean that the Eternal Kingdom dungeon was upgraded to two levels in three months, and even had a black dragon cub as a servant, a genius lich that only meets once in a thousand years?
What is the situation with these miscellaneous armies? Why were they called and hired by Winterfell, and even before the war started, they had already begun to move things on the battlefield into the portal?
In front of Beef Balls, the goblins, goblins, and kobolds had moved all the light items that could be swept away from the position at extremely fast speeds, such as tents and cooking pots.
They were busy in the portal and were very diligent. They didn't look like they were here to fight, but to be porters.
As for those things that cannot be moved, such as large supply boxes containing bags of fresh soil, they will also move the bags of fresh soil out as soon as possible, and then try their best not to damage the supply boxes.
Under such circumstances, it was difficult to transport the big boxes back one by one.
As for the fresh soil, it is not the first target for players to transport it. After all, food is enough to eat. Wooden boxes, tents, etc. have never been seen in the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom.
That's the first goal.
Of course, these players did not move strategic materials, such as hand-held magic energy machine guns and 20,000 sets of armor.
Because these have been marked by Sherlock as [Lord Sherlock’s Private Items].
Unless you don’t want it anymore, just give it a try.
Of course Beef Ball didn't know this. In his eyes, he saw a group of bandits who robbed Winterfell first.
"Commander Beef Balls..."
The goblin lieutenant next to him looked at the beef balls with some concern.
After all, in the 10th area position, Eternal Fire and Eternal Kingdom are arranged as teammates who take care of each other.
The goblin adjutant was inevitably worried when he saw such an ally.
"It's okay, they can't affect us. Such a miscellaneous army will run away as soon as the war starts."
As soon as Commander Beef Ball finished speaking, he heard a "Boom——!"
In the position next door, a fire broke out.
It turned out that there were a few goblins operating hand-held magic energy cannons. It seemed that they were practicing, but they misfired and one of the magic energy cannons hit the crowd of their own people.
In addition to making a small pit, it also blew up a dozen goblins and goblins.
The position suddenly fell into chaos, and faint laughter seemed to be heard.
Beef Ball shook his head. He must have been confused. In this situation, those motley crew must have made fearful cries, curses, and laughter? They didn't exist?
When Beef Ball had completely lost confidence and expectations in his allies, classifying them as trash among the trash, a bipedal flying dragon flew in the distance.
The bipedal flying dragon flew past the tenth area's position very quickly and flew away into the distance.
Beef Ball looked up and watched the two-legged flying dragon leave, and then took the realization back. At the far end of the passage, where it was almost dark and almost invisible, a sound of "Boom, boom, boom..." came.
At the limit of vision, one could see a dense, numbing mass rushing towards this side.
The entire passage was filled with the legions of ancient gods rushing over.
"The whole army is ready for battle——!"
The trumpet sounds in the camp of the eternal fire.
The 20,000-strong legion began to form a formation, and heavy war weapons, under the control of the goblins, were in place one after another. The whole scene was filled with chills.
And on the side of the Eternal Kingdom camp.
The players began to arrange themselves into formations sparsely.
In the distance, the dense army of ancient gods has begun to approach at a speed visible to the naked eye...
(PY "Revolution Goddess" is a relaxing house with multiple female protagonists, guided by the writing principles of materialism and seeking truth from facts, which combines farming and climbing magical technological trees, a witch's light harem, light transformation, hunting monsters, and killing gods.
The author is Caoshang Bandit, the author of "Cao Qing". He is good at driving in the novel and is a fighting hero among veteran drivers.)
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