Three insect nests can bring more technologies to unlock.
In fact, Zeger has no financial or resource pressure at all.
But what left him speechless, or rather regretful, was that the time required for the three sciences did not seem to be completed overnight. The Wormhole with further advanced thinking ability would naturally be able to carry out the master's orders better.
But this request from Zeger made the mental core in the wormhole in trouble for the first time.
"The special... energy... is not enough. The current demand... the forced upgrade will take a long time."
"How long?" Zeger was a little surprised. For the zerg with infinite lifespan, time has always been the least valuable thing, but the wormhole would express such a concept.
"It may take hundreds of years... or even thousands of years... to complete my... ultimate mutation... Sir, your reign in this world... should also be over."
Zeger: "..."
He really didn't expect that upgrading the three copies of Bug Lair would be so difficult.
Later, I heard the explanation of the intelligent core in the worm lair. It turns out that the dimension of this world may be low-level after all. The worm lair doesn't feel the opportunity for evolution at all. It seems that the second technology is already advanced enough and has been capped.
, so there is no motivation to upgrade to a third degree.
So the true meaning of this loss is: survival of the fittest?
Instinctively, the insect burrow felt that it had enough to maintain the insect swarm, so evolution stagnated, which really surprised Zeger.
He thought that just like in the game, with the Infection Abyss and resources, he could easily climb from level two to level three.
Then you can recruit the ultimate unit of Zerg, and directly let the Zerg swarm reach its peak!
But one of the mysteries of "survival of the fittest" at the core of evolution is that there is no waste or ink.
So it's not that weird for the insect hole to react like this.
"Okay, I will make Inphisto work harder." These were the original words that Zeger left after the conversation with the insect hole, because as long as there is further stimulation from the Protoss, this restriction will be broken.
It's a pity that Infisto can't give an ideal result now.
Zeger also felt that his judgment was careless. As expected, let’s not say where the real person of the opponent of the gods is.
The set of human magic sticks he left behind has already made Zeger very troublesome - at least now, Zeger does not have the confidence to start a direct war with the Holy See State.
Even if he owns a city.
But once you fight against an opponent of the same level.
This small amount of resources alone is still far from what is needed to support a large-scale war.
In Zeger's expectation, the Holy See's worst trump card is also a golden fleet, right? Otherwise, how can it crush this world with powerful magic?
Therefore, the entire territory of Dongze seemed to be a must-win for Zege.
This is determined by many factors.
"Then... maybe we should first develop a wave of air force to cooperate with Infisto's search?" Zeger glanced at the Hydralisk King who was still on the ground and mopping the floor carefully like an obsession, and finally couldn't help but sigh.
Shouldn't you jump on the hydralisk?
The flying dragon should be the first move.
Maybe the Dragon King would make him feel better than the Hydralisk King?
Because the feeling Hajulisik gave to Zeger has almost fallen below the lower limit, even if the opponent is indeed one of the most powerful Zerg kings in his hands.
Zege, who was so troubled and relieved, did not expect that what he did today would set off a wave of turbulent undercurrents in Wanjin City.
Although in the plan, this was already what Zeger had hoped to foresee.
But some of the deviations that occurred were beyond his imagination.
"My lord..." The hall of Count Dolf's mansion was already filled to the brim with water.
Although the power displayed by Dumbledore is frightening, this behavior can even be described as a terrorist.
However, not everyone in Wanjincheng is a courageous person. In response to Zege's atrocities, he actually dared to openly kill people in the street in broad daylight, and he even killed an important noble heir.
This is absolutely intolerable to many established families - they are naturally on the opposite side of this kind of erratic magician.
"Mr. Parson, I know what you want to say." Dolf lost a descendant, but he was not too sad. He didn't even have time to organize the funeral now. Instead, he organized the people first hand after returning home.
Recruit everyone in the circle.
After all, as Dolf got older, he would have many children and grandchildren, but one less person would be reborn. A magician would restore his body functions, and he could still have children even if he lived to be ninety years old.
However, the lost family prestige and power cannot be restored so easily.
Count Dolf chuckled at the hesitant Viscount opposite and said, "Do you think I am too reckless to do this?"
That's right, Dolf has already sent this information to the Royal Capital via Warcraft Express about the appearance of a powerful wild magician like Dumbledore in Wanjin City.
It shouldn't take long for a court magician to cooperate with the staff of the Magician General Union to handle the matter.
But what makes some Wanjin City nobles uneasy is that they are afraid that people from the royal capital will start to love talents after meeting Dumbledore. What should they do if they beat him up by then?
Most of the nobles among them do not have a deep relationship with the magician community, so they are worried about this.
The earl's words stabilized them.
"The great magician, Roland Katz, the vice president of the union, and I are cousins and we grew up together."
"So do you guys have anything else to ask?"
For a moment, the expressions of everyone present softened.
With Lord Dolf as his background, that boy named Dumbledore will definitely suffer!
They were all thinking this, without any doubt.
A warrior hesitated for a moment, then finally squeezed out of the crowd and stepped forward to stand in the gap left in the center of the crowd.
With a solemn expression, he put his hand on the sword at his waist and knelt down on one knee to salute Count Dolf.
"Sir, even though you say this, before that, we cannot let such a madman who wantonly destroys the order of the city and regard the law as nothing to roam freely in this world."
"Therefore, please send me to eradicate this villain. If I fail, I will never tell you that this was your arrangement. I will bear all the consequences alone."
As soon as these words came out, many of the nobles sitting in the crowd frowned and couldn't help but whisper.
"Bullshit, can you do this? Even if you want to mess around like this, you don't have the ability! That Dumbledore is a great magician!" Some newly promoted nobles began to shout directly.
Someone soon picked up the words and said with a strange tone: "Yes, Your Excellency, according to legend, magicians also have the evil ability to read thoughts. I'm afraid you won't be able to help yourself when the time comes, right?"
However, after some big nobles saw this person coming out, no one spoke directly, making the ridicule untenable.
Those who had not been in the aristocratic circle for a long time began to realize that their judgment might have been wrong.
Until then, old Count Dolf had a smile on his lips.
"It turns out to be Mr. Husserl, the 'Light of the Righteous Path'... It's rare for you to attend our private meeting. Remember the last time you took action was five years ago, right?" The count seemed to want to have a little chat with the warrior.
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But Housser coughed and showed no such interest. He just took out a crystal from his pocket.
"This is my treasure. It can resist any degree of thinking interference and brainwashing, so you don't have to worry about me being controlled."
"And I will also chop off that magician's head, if he really did something bad."
"So, all the adults present, please allow me to go."
Husserl's plain appeal quickly turned the scene into silence.