Seeing that the cardinals of the Church of the Good God had reached an agreement with Muria, the twelve Grand Dukes of the North who came with them to attend the council looked very ugly.
"Then what should we do?" a bear-like archduke asked with suppressed anger.
"Surrender or leave this continent, you only have these two choices." Frost Queen Clodia, who was sitting next to Muria, raised her head and glanced at the twelve Northland legends, "Oh, by the way, you
There is actually a third option, fight me and then be beaten to death by me."
"You..." A Northland archduke looked at the group of red archbishops sitting together with a look of hope on his face, but to their disappointment, these archbishops were actually closing their eyes and concentrating, watching.
Don't even look at them.
The church has completed the exchange of interests with Muria, and they are naturally nothing. In the eyes of the church, these grand dukes who rule the north are not good things. Now that their needs are met, there is no reason to support them.
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"Okay, okay, let's go." These Northern Dukes stood up and prepared to leave.
"Let's go, where are you going? If you don't make a choice, you still want to leave, what are you talking about in your sleep?" The biting frost began to spread, and faintly, dragon shadows loomed outside the palace, and there was a wave of death.
A sense of crisis appeared in the hearts of these Northern Grand Dukes, and their spiritual senses were giving them frantic warnings.
"I choose to leave this continent," several legendary grand dukes made the choice with ugly faces under the pressure of the dragon shadow from the outside world.
"If I surrender, what kind of treatment can you give me?" Another Grand Duke looked at Clodia with white hair and golden eyes and asked tentatively. He was not willing to lose his current power.
"According to your human rules, what kind of treatment should a legend get? What kind of treatment can you get?" Clodia said with a smile.
According to the rules of the human empire on the main continent, a legend of the level similar to the Grand Duke of the North is just a low-level duke with a false title, and does not have any rights or fiefs. He only receives some crystals as offerings every month.
Pitiful.
"Then I choose to surrender to you, the great Queen Clodia." Under the disdainful gazes of the other grand dukes, the local grand duke immediately paid homage to Clodia with the power of a minister. He thought it was Clodia who said this.
The subcontinent kingdom is treated to legend.
"The matter in the North is over. All that remains is the high yield of frost seeds." Seeing the Grand Dukes of the North who either surrendered or chose to leave, Muria nodded with satisfaction.
Soon, through the channels of the Good God Church, Muria invited six legendary archdruids. They were all powerful legends who were friendly to nature and good at plant modification.
After these great druids heard Muria's request to plant high-yielding crop seeds that could absorb the power of frost in the frozen soil of the North, out of admiration for Muria's idea, these great druids
Rui reduced the general fee. I admire it, but you can't help and pay for it!
Of course, even if it is halved, this is still a very astonishing amount, but now Muria no longer cares about this money. The star gate connecting the world of Soros and the Locusts has been built, and resources from other worlds are continuously being used.
It is mined and then transported to Xinapus. After processing, it is sold directly to the Deep Blue Chamber of Commerce, part of which is to repay debts and part of which is exchanged for various missing resources.
With the support and leadership of Muria, the dragon hunters in the North were quickly wiped out. The professional inheritance of dragon hunters, related skills and weapon manufacturing methods were almost extinct, and became taboo knowledge in the North. At the same time,
, Clodia's great cause of unifying the Northland was quickly completed.
After losing the legendary support at the top, even if the people at the bottom wanted to resist, it was useless. They could only passively accept the fact that they were ruled by a group of dragons. All the resisters were killed to scare the rest of the civilians and rule.
No mercy was allowed in the beginning.
As for the newly born Northland Kingdom, the first thing Clodia did was to send various powerful monsters to collect various ice and snow plant seeds that could grow freely on this continent, so as to achieve high yield, large quantity, and easy reproduction.
Based on the short cycle, all seeds of this type are transported to the Botanical Research Institute in Siraps.
Then the six legendary archdruids invited by Muria jointly researched and cultivated frost crop seeds that could be planted on a large scale by ordinary humans. Under the legendary research, the seeds Muria wanted
The results came soon and preliminary planting began.
After the initial results of frost hybrid crop seeds were obtained, Muria began to assist the newly established Kingdom of the North in the second task. The White Dragon Legion headed by Clodia and the surrendered Northland Human Legend
Together with a large number of soul-level powerhouses, we began the work of moving mountains and reclamating seas.
In the history of the Deprosen subcontinent, this is the first case where the power of legends has been used on a large scale to transform the living environment. The insurmountable mountains and rivers were destroyed by the legends and then transported to the abyss and ravines...
What was originally a natural danger has become a smooth road, and countless deserted places for mortals have been destroyed and turned into habitable places... Using the power of legend to transform nature, in Muria's eyes, this is the true way to use the power of legend.
The biting cold wind blows across the flat ice field. The blue and white ice rice grown on this ice field absorbs the power of frost, and suddenly sets off billowing waves of wheat like an ocean. Each ice rice plant is covered with shiny and heavy flowers.
Ice rice.
"It's time to leave." Looking at the scene in front of him that represented a good harvest, Muria showed a satisfied smile on his face. Ice crystal rice, this is the result obtained after three years of joint research by several legendary archdruids.
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There seems to be nothing special about this kind of rice, but they can survive and grow in extreme climatic conditions, and their growth cycle is very rapid, and they can achieve two crops a year.
The ice crystal rice produced can basically meet the normal food needs of all ordinary people in the North. Based on the ice fields specially cultivated by the legends, it is estimated that although the ice crystal rice can feed a billion people, it is not out of reach. It is a fantasy.
This is just the first food crop, and the archdruid's research has not stopped.
"It's time to go to the next continent!" Sinapus, who had stayed above the White Dragon City in the Frost Pole for several years, began to move again. This time, Sinapus, who had completed more than 10%, moved at a speed of
Several times before arriving in this frozen continent, Sinaps no longer has to worry about the resources for construction.
Because of Muria's thick-faced and sinister heart, three legendary mages were already in charge of the transformation of Cloud Island in Sinapus at this time, and the transformation progress was far from the same as before.
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"Every day is work, when will it end!" After finishing the rune proofreading work for the day, Hank dragged his tired body out of the rune factory and looked up at the sky.
It's not the blue sky, but the huge city suspended in the sky. Those are the original cloud islands. They cover the sky so that Hank can't see the original sun at all.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen the sun. He was on the bottom cloud island, also known as the Sin Island. There was no concept of night here. It was daytime all year round. People living here only had six hours of rest and relaxation a day.
During meal time, the rest of the time is all about work, and they have nothing to do with entertainment.
"The adults above don't care about our lives at all. Three people in my rune factory have died suddenly this month. They don't get the stipulated time of rest at all. These damn skin-picking factory owners are vampires."
Hank cursed silently in his heart. Every day before falling asleep, he would regret why he chose to become a pirate. Then he was unlucky enough to be caught by Sinapus's Punishment Corps and thrown into the Island of Sin to be repeated.
work to carry out what they call atonement.
There is nothing wrong with the policy formulated by Sinaps. With his current body and the support of his bronze-level fighting spirit, six hours of rest every day is more than enough.
But there are policies from above and countermeasures from below. The big fat man in charge of managing their Rune Factory, for the sake of so-called rewards and performance, regardless of their life and death, works overtime in different ways every day and uses them as consumables.
Even though they were so cruel, none of these murderers dared to resist. Hank, who was full of depression and aggrieved, looked up, and then quickly fell to his knees on the ground, because a red dragon exuding a fiery aura was coming from the sky.
Fly through it.
There is no hope in the so-called resistance here. Resistance is just a way to choose to end one's own life. But not long ago, after a devil appeared openly in front of these villains, no one dares to end his life at will.
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There is nothing more desperate than when the soul falls into the hands of the devil after death. Whether in life or in death, they are the targets of exploitation by Sinapus.
Soon, after walking a short distance, Brother Hang returned to his home, a small space of only thirty square meters. According to the regulations of Sinapus, as long as he did not commit a crime, any creature would
No one has the right to enter here without his permission. Of course, Hank just regards this kind of clause as useless paper. Prisoners like him have no personal rights.
However, at this moment, Hank suddenly felt something was wrong. He had just opened the door with the key and suddenly felt a chill in his body. Then all the noisy and noisy sounds disappeared in his ears, and the place became quiet for an instant.
"What's going on?" Hank suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe. The air around him seemed to have become much thicker, and he could hear needles dropping around him.
This was not normal. Hank knew that the nearly 100-meter-tall dormitory building he was in was home to at least 500 labor reform prisoners. This kind of quietness was very wrong.
Looking at the doorknob in his hand, Hank hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened it and walked in. The ordinary log furniture and a single bed covered with white sheets were all the same as usual, and there seemed to be no difference.
Except for the man who was sitting on the tea table in his room and drinking tea, when he heard the noise, the man slowly raised his head and looked at Hank who pushed in the door with a weird smile on his face.
"Habler, how could you be here?" Seeing the figure of the man in front of him, Hank took a step back suddenly, with a look of horror that could not be concealed on his face.
All this seems normal. Hubler was a pirate who was on the same ship as Hank. After being captured by Sinapus, they were lucky enough to be assigned to work in the same rune factory. They usually rested
Sometimes, the two of them would go to each other's homes to chat for a while.
But this is the biggest abnormality. This guy died suddenly three days ago. Because of the fat man's factory's bottomless extortion and processing requirements, his only companion here has died.
In shock, Hank took a deep breath. When he looked up again, the strong man in front of him had disappeared, as if everything he just saw was an illusion.