Alien world

Chapter 811 42. Four-armed...maybe six-armed golem

"We pay heavy tribute to the fallen soldiers, whose sacrifices have sustained our peace..."

Annan, Olmedo, Itilia and a group of Free City officials stood in the cemetery, silently looking at the fifty-seven newly erected tombstones.

This is the final number of sacrifices from the Hellfire Legion and the Fourth Legion: twenty-five from the Hellfire Legion and thirty-two from the Fourth Legion.

There was some resistance when their remains and cenotaphs were prepared for burial in the cemetery. When Annan stood up and said that "they were also fighting for Liberty City," the opposition disappeared.

Dorai, who is already the leader of the goblin tribe, is very grateful to Annan for what he has done for his people - he knows very well that the main ones that humans oppose are the goblins.

"If you want to thank him, thank him." Annan said after coming out of the cemetery.

"Gall?"

"If it hadn't been so angry that it was going to beat up the officials who objected, I wouldn't have known about it."

"I see……"

After mourning, they began the most important thing about this funeral: the necromancer stood in front and resurrected the bones of the soldiers who signed "willing to continue serving Liberty City after death" into skeletons.

The bereaved families who had lost their loved ones, husbands or children covered their mouths and pointed mindlessly at the dancing goblin skeletons and the "clucking" skeletons that had somewhat broken up the solemnity of the cemetery. and sadness.

It's just that the skeleton that climbed up did not ignite the soul fire that represented sanity, and the only heroic spirit in the cemetery was still the lonely Krall himself.

"It's so boring..." Krall hooked up with a few soldiers and prepared to go to the tavern for a drink.

Annan is back, but that doesn't mean that the hellfire of the Great Wall of the North will be left there... War represents death, but death also forces people to progress.

The first decree issued by Annan after his return was to determine the development direction of Liberty City with "alchemy" as its core.

These days, Annan would go to the Mushroom House whenever he had nothing to do, and give all the advice he could to Michael and Dumbledore.

For example, solid artillery shells are too heavy and have too small a range. We need to develop explosive artillery shells.

For example, it is basically impossible for a magic gun to kill two ratmen with one shot. How about making bullets containing countless small projectiles?

For example, it would be too rough to let the white dragon fight while holding the meteor hammer. When swooping down on the elite rat team, it would be easily slowed down by the iron can and take the opportunity to climb up the meteor hammer. Can a white dragon be developed that can both clean up the rat tide and open the can quickly? Dragon weapons?
Annan also thought about inventing a steam engine, but then the Minister of Industry at that time, Soruman Bronzebeard, came to the door with a forging hammer: "You know there are only 24 hours in a day, right?"

So the second decree was: expand the school and recruit alchemists and craftsmen.

Compared to the Bronzebeard who ignored Annan's majesty, Master Dumbledore had a much better attitude, working day and night to develop the prototype of the golem that belonged to Free City.

Major Dumbledore applied the mage's aesthetic sense to the golem:
The knight golem, which is based on the goblin golem, abandons the useless fangs and claws that are easily caught in the iron cans, and replaces them with sharp swords extending directly from the arms. The bright silver knight armor gives it a sense of solidity and driving power. The core is embedded in the golem's head.

Compared to the Goblin Golem, which was specially made to be thick and powerful in order to make up for its shortness and thinness, the Knight Golem is much slimmer in appearance than the Goblin Golem, quite close to the proportions of a heavy armored knight, but its killing speed is by no means inferior. .

However, Annan, who came back from the battlefield, attaches great importance to efficiency - fighting against the rat tide, efficiency means everything.

You are a fast swordsman who can swing three swords per second, but the frequency of the rat tide is thirty per second.

"Why only one pair of hands?" Dumbledore was slightly startled by Annan's question. He continued to say seriously: "With each extra pair of hands, wouldn't the killing speed be increased by one point?"

Then Annan stood next to the knight golem and measured the height with himself.

"It's still a little short, how about adding another fifteen to twenty centimeters?" Annan gestured with his eyebrows. The heads of slave rats and elite rats are almost in this range - low-level rats have no necks, or rather, their necks and cervical vertebrae connected. Rather than slitting their throats, it's more cost-effective to slit their heads.

Annan imagined knight golems with four or even six hands standing in a row, harvesting the rat tide on the front line like a combine harvester...

Speaking of combines... never mind, Bronzebeard has his hands full. And Liberty City's farm skeleton farmers can handle it.

After squatting in the mushroom house all day, when Annan returned to the city lord's mansion in the evening, he suddenly saw a familiar face in front of a house that was being renovated.

The man holding the gem jar in the north not long ago.

How frightened he was at that time, now he is so high-spirited.

Annan asked the patrol guard what was going on, and the guard suddenly said: "Are you talking about Ulthuan? He is a rich man. He bought a house just three days after coming to Free City, and he is still applying for resident status..."

Compared to the endless chaos outside, Liberty City is indeed a paradise for those who yearn for peace.

Passing by the library, Annan didn't see Mr. Victor and knew where he was without even thinking.

Time passed quietly, and during this period, a major event happened in Liberty City: the road from Liberty City to the Watch Territory was officially completed.

On the day of completion, Archduke Girardi came to Liberty City, ostensibly to celebrate the completion of the road, but in fact it was an excuse to stay in Liberty City where he felt at ease - Girardi said that there was wind leaking everywhere in the Watch Territory, and he did not dare to rest at all - His thin figure supported his statement.

So much so that "Glory of Ricanel" found an opportunity to ridicule Girardi as a coward: describing Girardi by using the name of a famous coward in a famous book.

"That's it……?"

Annan flipped through the newspaper in disgust.

Evelin on the opposite side held her chin: "Do you have anything better?"

"Easy... Three Free City soldiers saw a Duchy soldier, and they bet on who could anger this soldier. The first soldier said: Hey, your girlfriend is so comfortable. The Duchy soldier was silent and did not answer. The second soldier said: Your Grand Duke relies on us for protection. The principal soldier shook his body and still did not reply. The third soldier came to the principal soldier and whispered, "You two soldiers are kidding!" He quickly asked the third soldier what he had said. The third soldier said: I told him that we were going to withdraw from the watch area.

“Hahahaha——” Evelin slapped the table and cried with laughter, “It would be wonderful if it were published.”

"But Archduke Girardi is our ally."

"Yeah, what a pity." Evelin blinked: "How about we submit anonymously to "The Glory of Rekaner"?"

"I don't think they'll give me royalties."

"makes sense."

(End of this chapter)