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Chapter 1420 1417. The Landless King's Quest

"Have you guessed the identity of the mysterious 'Landless King'?"

When leaving the Sinful Dwarf Tunnel, Murphy asked softly. The Lord nodded at first, but then shook his head and said:

“I witnessed Lord Hadland’s choice with my own eyes. The mine manager a thousand years ago did go astray. I don’t want to whitewash him, but he found his original intention at the last moment and admitted and made up for his mistake with a decisive attitude.

Although the Mother Goddess no longer responded to the prayers of the Brass Dwarves at that time, I am sure that Lord Hadlan was still a devout believer of the Mother Goddess until the last moment. When the Brass Fortress collapsed, the wrath from Gaia overturned half of the Hungry Plains.

This also represents the Mother Goddess losing a believer and friend.

The gods have witnessed death
So, wherever that 'landless king' comes from, I don't think he is my old friend Hadland."

"Your way of distinguishing is a bit too idealistic, but I guess his appearance should be related to the goddess of wealth. Perhaps it is also a transaction that must be fulfilled. It can even be said to be the first transaction after Dutna was born.

Perhaps Hadeland made a last-minute deal with another god, and the content was the second starting point for the Brass Dwarf. "

Murphy expressed his guess, but the Lord did not want to discuss this issue, so Murphy turned to the Lord and said:
"The original plan remains unchanged. We will launch an assault on Abyss City in two days and announce the start of the 'Gray Expedition'. Once the foreign warriors take over the city, we will set out for the Gray Desert.

You lead the Light Chaser ahead and observe the situation near Sinburgh. If possible, help the Sin Dwarves retake the city.

I am somewhat interested in the creation machines under their city. If those machines can still be started, perhaps before I actually go to the greenhouse of life, I can use a "miracle" to inspire a more intense fighting spirit among the foreigners.

It's like throwing out a bait, you know.

Let them burst out 500% courage and initiative to help us take down the two targets in the Gray Desert."

"That's no problem. We can use the Zerg swarms in the Castle of Sin to complete the first real trial for the Holy Blood Corps."

The Lord put his hands behind his back and looked at Murphy. He said:
"But you won't come with us. If we want to go by land, all the routes to the Gray Desert are blocked by the Zerg, so the only option left is the Eternal Rift. So, you want to solve the problem of the Shadow Elves along the way?"

"Don't use the word 'solve', my Lord. It sounds creepy."

Murphy pointed to the sky and said:
"Ms. Rose, a staunch ally of the Order camp who weaves the web of the world and controls all the information in the world, has urged many parties. She hopes to see the Shadow Elves get a precious opportunity to choose before the decisive battle between Order and Chaos begins.

The Abyss Cult, the culprit hidden under the twisted civilization of the Shadow Elves, has also been targeted. My warriors are also eager to go deep into the Eternal Rift to experience the decadent customs of the Shadow Elves. Most importantly, Ms. Rose and one of my warriors have won us a special 'temporary ally'.

If I'm not mistaken, I'm just doing some work along the way there, not only the shadow elves, but also the ratmen.

The really tough nuts will be picked up for us, so this journey won’t take up any more time or delay our advance into the grey desert.

However, according to the Gray Desert Secret Treasure Map I got from the Sinful Dwarf, the Holy Blood Seal and the Greenhouse of Life are in two different directions, so we must have a priority, you see."

"Let's go to the Holy Blood Sealed Land first!"

The Lord said without hesitation:

"If we can bring the Mad Blood Clan back on track, the power of Midnight will be complete. In addition, the 'Scarlet Dawn' left by Sarokdar is also an important asset of the Order Faction. With it, our attack on the Greenhouse of Life will be smoother.

Although it was just a small starship used for reconnaissance, it also had certain firepower.

And that is the precious property of the Blood Eagle Clan.
I mean, if you ever go beyond the stars, that’s the best ship you can have.”

"Ah, your kindness is always so irresistible."

Murphy shrugged and said:

"Then let's do as you say."

"Ah."

Lord Pa Ying nodded, and as he turned to leave, Murphy behind him rolled his eyes and said:

"There is one more thing I need to tell you. During my previous encounters with Ms. Lily, I used the Creator's program for monitoring the world to leave a location mark on her.

But you see, all Twilight Servants are untraceable, so even the Creator's tracking program only works occasionally.

If I catch Ms. Lily's signal in the near future, I will inform you immediately. After all, that lady's strength is too terrifying. At present, there is no one else in the vampire camp who can contain her except you."

The Lord paused.

He looked back at Murphy with mixed emotions in his eyes.

He seemed to be able to guess that Murphy's words at this time contained certain information, but he finally chose not to expose it. Instead, he nodded and left quietly as usual.

Murphy let out a long sigh and glanced at the administrator interface. All the parts of the 4.0 plot that were responsible for by other dog planners from the development team were summarized here. He, the "king of dog planners", only needed to do a final check before handing it over to Ms. Rose for server release.

"This is probably the last expansion pack for the beta server."

Murphy stroked his chin and thought:

"After finishing the Greenhouse of Life, the only area worth exploring in the material world is the Heart of the World in the New World. Once I enter there, it means that the 'game process' left by [DATA EXPUNGED] has come to the end, and the remaining Star Wars can basically be regarded as the 'side story'.

So, should we conduct a "public beta" to test the waters before the final battle?
If we really want to do something this big, I don’t know if our foreign friends can handle it.”
-
The ruins of the Brass Fortress seemed to have been forgotten by the world since the Black Disaster, as if the Brass Fortress that had protected the continent for hundreds of years had been completely erased from history after a failure.

But this piece of ruins is not as dead silent as outsiders think. On the contrary, in the corner where no one pays attention, the fierce war in this piece of ruins has never stopped since the day the fortress collapsed.

The Golden Dwarves who worship the Goddess of Fortune, the Bronze Dwarf exiles who hold on to their homeland and want to reclaim the ruins, the Skaven warlords who have taken root here, the greedy adventurers who come here in search of the "Golden Mountain" in pursuit of the legend of the birth of the Goddess of Fortune, and some players among the Transian Warriors, etc.

The intricate forces from all over are "joining in on the event" here. Every tunnel, every building, and every structure under the ruins has its own owner, making this place the most brutal "street fighting map" on the entire continent.

The most terrible thing is that each force has its own reasons for not giving up these ruins.

The goddess of wealth was born here, so the gold dwarves regard this place as a holy place.

The Brass Dwarves collapsed here, so the dwarven exiles decided that in order to rebuild their clan they must rebuild the Brass Fortress.

The rats got rid of the control of the dusk here. This is their "free land". Although the rats are generally stupid, they also know that this place is of great significance, and there is a natural underground city under the ruins!
There are abundant resources around, and there is no area in the entire continent that is more suitable for rat people to survive than here.

As for the players.
To be honest, in the guide text titled "The Legend of the Fastest Leveling Around the Continent" compiled for newbies on the forum, the Brass Fortress is the best leveling location for Black Iron Elites to advance to the Silver Rank, right?

There are dense monsters and rich species here, from ratmen to crazy dwarf vault guards and chaos creatures that jump out from time to time, covering all types of enemies from Black Iron to Silver. It is most suitable for honing your skills and the dwarves' lost arsenal contains a large amount of elite equipment.

The best part is that the power of the goddess of wealth is still at work in the ruins, and who knows where you might find a large piece of nugget gold or more valuable gold ore.

Even some old players who are short of money will occasionally come here in groups to hunt for treasures, and they almost come here as a weekly visit. Every time they can take away some valuables more or less, and because of this wonderful feature, it is jokingly called the "Ruins Bank" by players.

Their activeness here also attracted their counterparts on the mainland, especially after a few lucky mercenary groups made a fortune by cooperating with players to explore here, the name of "Ruins Bank" spread across the mainland.

In short, the ruins of the Brass Fortress have become the most famous "lawless place" on the continent.

Because each force is unable to swallow the other, a strange and delicate balance has formed between them. Under the leadership of the players, a "neutral zone" was even established in the ruins of the original throne room in the center of the ruins.

This is the place to talk.

Except here, every other place is used for fighting.

The neutral zone was exceptionally solemn today, with four of the five camps represented here. Even the place of indulgence that usually served as a place for merrymaking like a tavern was now extremely depressing. The reason for this was probably because the two large insect nests that appeared around the ruins were really annoying.

Those bugs crave genes and biomass, and their unreasonable invasion has caused serious concerns to the ruins camp. The ratmen occupying the outer ring of the ruins have suffered defeats in successive battles and have lost half of their controlled area, forcing the brutal ratmen to send a warlord and his men here to seek help.

The players all went to the Locust Wall, but they left their representatives here, and the leaders of the Blood Rat Gang also sat at the table with gloomy faces. The territory conquered by the players was close to the territory of the ratmen. If the ratmen collapsed, the interests of the players and Transia would also be in jeopardy.

Among these representatives, the Priest of Wealth from the Gold Dwarves was the calmest.

The goddess has issued an oracle asking the Sheild Dwarves to abandon this place and move to the Kavhoka area to build a new holy city. Therefore, their camp does not have much desire for the ownership of the ruins. The only requirement is that the underground birthplace of the goddess cannot be desecrated.

But during this period, the camp of dwarf exiles led by the mysterious "Landless King" was unusually absent.

They have been very aggressive recently and have seized a lot of land from various camps one after another, as if they are determined to restore the "brass orthodoxy".

"What's going on? Why aren't you coming yet?"

The leader of the Blood Rat Gang took out his pocket watch to check the time. This guy who used to make a living in the sewers of Transia has now become a successful man with his whole family benefiting from his success. Under the protection of big sister Dorothy, although they cannot enter the real high-level and gain power, they can now enjoy such a carefree life that they would not have dared to imagine in the past.

The guy stood up and said to the other people at the table:
"The brass dwarves have been making abnormal moves these past few days. It is said that they have sent their troops outside the ruins. No one knows what they are planning to do. They are probably trying to escape! But the bugs will not let go of the others in the ruins.

So, since we are here today, we must show our sincerity. If we don’t destroy those two insect nests, we will all die here.

I suggest, let’s unite!
Each family should send people to the ratmen's territory to stop the locusts from wreaking havoc, and then organize elite warriors to sneak attack the insect nest from behind. I can get some high-quality and low-cost weapons and firepower support for everyone from Transia."

"The Rat People agree to unite! Uniting is good, infighting is bad!"

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Hearing that the Blood Rat Gang offered to support them, the one-eyed Ratman Warlord immediately slammed the table excitedly and said:
"If the rat man dies, you must die too! If the rat man survives, I will give you some of the territory!"

"It is the will of the Goddess."

The wealth priest of the Golden Dwarf played with a few gold coins and said expressionlessly:
"The goddess hates all stubborn lives that don't use wealth and don't make deals, so the Fortune Church is of course willing to help. We will take care of the armed airship in Shardor Port, but the ground forces must all come together."

"I can bring in a lot of colleagues."

The representative of the adventurers, the leader of the barbarian female mercenaries who had participated in the Songhai War as a vassal army, flexed her fingers and said:

"Because of Kafhoka's mess, many of my peers have gone bankrupt. Even some seniors who have retired from the industry are anxious to find work. I can attract a lot of good people. But you know, the more elite they are, the more expensive they are."

"money is not a problem!"

The priest of wealth sneered and said:

"As long as we can preserve the birthplace of the goddess, the Church of Wealth will give them whatever they want. The only requirement is that it be quick! If we allow the locusts to invade, there will be no living people in this ruin in ten days at most!"

"boom"

Just as they were reaching an agreement, the door to the neutral zone was kicked open.

Everyone drew their weapons and turned around, and saw Cartman, the shield dwarf lord from the nearby Borut Pass, striding over. He held the horn of an elite bug in his hand, threw the bloody thing on the table in front of everyone, and then shouted loudly:
"The Landless King has sent out his 'Faithful Army' to support our distant relatives. During this period of time, the Landless King's territory is temporarily taken over by the Shield Dwarves! I don't know what you are arguing about, but the Skaven's position has been breached!

The damn bugs even broke into the precious wine cellar and wreaked havoc there.

Damn!

Are you still chatting here, waiting to die?

Send someone to help quickly!
If the Rat Man dies, we all die!"

"Ah, Dark God curse those damn bugs!"

The ratman warlord screamed and led his men out, and the others followed. This was a moment of life and death, and these villains had to unite.

However, the priest of the Church of Fortune held Cartman's hand as he left. The royal treasurer who once served Lord Hadland whispered:

"Will the Landless King come back?"

"The devil knows."

Cartman rolled his eyes and said:
"He took all the soldiers away, leaving only a bunch of old, weak and sick people to me. What a bastard! He is sure that I will not leave my compatriots alone.

However, the butchers of the Landless King left a message before leaving. If they win this battle, the exiles of the Bronze Dwarves may be able to find a new place to rebuild their country, but don't expect those guys to give up their desire to seize the ruins.

Dwarves are very persistent in their hatred.

We hate shame, and the collapse of this fortress is a shame for all dwarves, including you! However, everyone here has a reason to continue fighting."

Lord Cartman shook his head and said:

"This damn place has been cursed! Peace will never come here. This place will become the stinkiest toilet on the continent. What's even crazier is that we can't let this toilet be taken away by others.

It’s so sad.”

"But that's not a bad thing."

The priest of wealth shook his head, pulled down his hood, took the golden mace from the guard, and said:
"Conflict, like wealth, can inject necessary vitality into the operation of the world. The existence of ruins is the shaping of fate. You and I are in it. You and I are already part of it. Come on, Lord, let us fight for this cesspool."

".This metaphor is so disgusting, really."

"You were the one who said it first!"
-
"Well, the power of Gaia."

In the area outside the Brass Ruins called the "Valley of Divine Punishment", the fully armed "Landless King" looked at the holy warhammer standing in the deep pit in front of him in a falling posture.

This thing has been here since the day the Brass Fortress collapsed. Many people wanted to pull out this real artifact, but no one succeeded.

King Landless looked at the warhammer in front of him, which was already rusty due to wind and rain. He heard stories about this weapon from other dwarves. He felt that he had a strong connection with this holy warhammer, but he had forgotten his past so much that he could not remember whether he had ever touched it.

At this moment, behind him, an entire army of devout exiles composed entirely of brass dwarves were marching rapidly towards the locust wall in the rain.

They had to cross most of the Dark Mountains in two days, which was almost impossible, but the Silver Dwarfs' earth priests bestowed Gaia's blessing on them, making this terrifying forced march possible.

No one knew why the Earth Priests came to support these exiles who had been abandoned by the Mother Goddess, but they came in full force.

"I heard that only the devout who are willing to sacrifice everything for the civilization of the dwarves are qualified to wield this hammer."

The mad Landless King reached out and touched the familiar yet unfamiliar warhammer handle in front of him. He whispered:
"I don't know if I am qualified, great god, you never talk to me, I guess I must have done something to make you angry, I deserve it. But now I want to win another piece of land for those exiles so that they can reproduce.
However, the more I fought, the more I felt that there was always a limit to what the dwarves could do with their fists, but they trusted a half-crazy old man like me, and I had to respond to this heavy trust.

I need a powerful weapon.

I know you don't like me, but please allow me to borrow it for a while!
After this battle, if I survive, I will put it back here.

Please, help us."

As he said this, he grasped the handle of the warhammer with both hands and lifted it up hard.

He could feel the ground beneath his feet scolding and insulting him, but this weapon that no one could lift was lifted off the ground little by little as he pulled it, and was finally lifted into his hand.

"Thank you, great and merciful Mother Goddess."

King Wudi knelt down devoutly, kissing the mark left by the falling hammer. He shouted loudly:

"War, victory, reconstruction and prosperity, and the death of the unwelcome! A second death, a second sacrifice, a second salvation. In your name, all this will be given to you."

(End of this chapter)