Emperor of Arcane

In response to Alistar's sudden formality, Kane Bloodhoof blinked in confusion.

He originally wanted to mediate between them so that the exchange between the two would not become so sharp.

But now the situation was completely different. Alistar's sudden change made him feel a little uneasy.

Could it be that something happened?

Alistar was controlled by the other party?

Cairne Bloodhoof has encountered such enemies before. They are dangerous, disgusting, and difficult to guard against.

When he carefully observed Alistar's eyes, he did not find any confusion, only joy and excitement.

Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief.

It was true that he was overthinking.

Noticing the interaction between the two of them, Beelzebub waved to the staff in the logistics department and said in a cheerful tone and tone:

"You and the two tauren brothers go to the warehouse."

"Let's see what else they need for wages besides food."

After hearing this, Alistar and Kane Bloodhoof immediately stood up.

The Bloodhoof Tribe has everything but food.

The most scarce items are naturally metal weapons and various sturdy armors.

The strength of the tauren warrior is not weak!

The average challenge level is level 10, which is already outstanding among intelligent creatures.

However, because they lack adequate weapons and equipment, they are often at a disadvantage in battles with dangerous enemies and prey.

The Gulf Leaders relied on their powerful weapons and equipment to allow soldiers whose original strength and professional level were not high to defeat many enemies that were far stronger than them.

Cairne Bloodhoof and Alistar were heading to the warehouse.

The Gulf Territory soldiers in training caught their attention.

The soldiers of the Gulf Territory formed a neat formation and launched an organized attack on the towering city wall.

Dense arrows poured down.

Balls of fire and dust exploded among the soldiers.

Cries of killing, screams, and the sound of swords clashing could be heard all the time.

They could clearly see that the training of Gulf Territory soldiers was infinitely close to the real battlefield.

As the soldiers fought with each other, many others were injured and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, there were no casualties during the training.

Otherwise, Cairne Bloodhoof and Alistar would definitely think that the military training officer of the Gulf Territory must be crazy.

Even so, the heroic figures of the Gulf Territory soldiers fighting hard will always appear in their minds.

Ordinary soldiers are indeed not as strong as tauren warriors.

But their tacit understanding of cooperation and cooperation made the two tauren warriors feel invincible.

The two tauren warriors, lost in thought, came to the warehouse area in a daze.

The violent shaking on the ground immediately attracted their attention.

Before the two of them could make any defensive moves, the staff member had already spoken:

"Record information, open the warehouse door, and follow the mobile tour mode."

Dragoon Golem No. 1 stood up, with a burst of dazzling red light emitting from his eyes. He glanced at the very nervous Kane Bloodhoof and Alistar, and replied in a low mechanized voice:

"After the information is recorded, turn on the browsing follow mode."

As soon as the voice fell, the two Dragoon No. 1 Golems stood up.

They came to stand next to Cairn Bloodhoof and Alistar.

It’s so scary!

No!

Scared to death!

Not noticing the follow-up actions of Dragoon Golem No. 1, Kane Bloodhoof, who was very nervous, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's not like he hasn't fought large enemies before.

But there has never been any kind of enemy like the Dragoon No. 1 Golem in front of him.

Give him a sense of crisis that can kill him immediately!

Alistar next to him raised his thick eyebrows, recalling many memories in his mind.

He confirmed that those were different from the Dragoon No. 1 Golem in front of him, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The staff waved to the two of them, and while walking towards the open door of the warehouse, they introduced with a smile:

"These two big guys will protect us and help us move our things."

"Come and take a look first. In addition to food, our Gulf Territory also has many, many good things."

Bags of accumulated food.

It exudes the unique aroma of rice.

Kane Bloodhoof couldn't help but swallow as he recalled the wonderful taste of lunch just now.

Alistar next to him was looking at the baskets of dried cod.

He noticed a slightly rotating fan on the roof, blowing a cool breeze.

The strength of the Gulf Territory far exceeded his imagination.

Just like those terrifying and dangerous ruins in the depths of the Brave Continent.

Let the "cow" be incomprehensible and elusive.

Kane Bloodhoof, who had just withdrawn his attention from the food hill, was suddenly fascinated by the items in front of him.

The outer container door is open.

Revealing clothes of the same style as those hanging at the door.

Various patterns.

Fabric so fine that no trace of weaving can be seen.

Clothes of different lengths look like.

Kane Bloodhoof was a little dazzled.

Seeing the various words written on the side of the clothes, Kane Bloodhoof couldn't help scratching his head, and asked the staff a little embarrassedly:

"What does it say on this?"

"What is recorded here is the raw materials, model size, production number, price and other information of the clothes."

Having said this, the staff member suddenly patted his forehead and said to the two tauren warriors in a somewhat apologetic tone:

"Master Beelzebub forgot to tell you something."

"The laws of the Gulf Territory stipulate that the basic salary of each job must reach 30 copper coins per day."

"So, in addition to the promised food, each of you can also receive a daily salary of 30 copper coins."

30 copper coins?

Cairne Bloodhoof and Alistar looked at each other.

Their concept of 30 copper coins was relatively empty, and they were a little worried that the promised grain transaction would be cancelled.

The staff member walked up to a large dark green piece of clothing and quickly introduced the two of them:

"30 copper coins can buy such a piece of clothing."

"They're perfect for your body type."

"Actually, these large-sized clothes were originally prepared for ogre soldiers."

Ogre?

Although Cairn Bloodhoof didn't know what an ogre was, he could understand what the staff said.

They looked at the delicate and tight clothes with bright eyes.

Alistar, who could not even frown despite being armed with swords and axes, was staring at the clothes in front of him very nervously.

Encouraged by the staff, he carefully reached out and touched it.

This kind of clothing specially prepared for ogres is not very smooth and comfortable, but it is durable and strong enough.

Moreover, compared to the linings made of animal skins and linen woven on the two of them, it was comfortable enough.

Alistar was in disbelief and asked expectantly:

“Apart from food, can we buy such a dress in a day’s work?”

The staff was not amused by their excitement and pointed to the price above and said:

"Yes, the price of this dress is 20 copper coins."

"With the remaining 10 copper coins, you can also buy a hat or a pair of shoes."

As the staff talked, they also introduced other daily necessities to the two of them.

Not only did they let them touch and take a look, but they were also given a set as a gift.

Moreover, he said very sincerely:

"This is a gift from Lord Beelzebub to the two tauren warriors at his own expense. I hope you like it."

The two rather dazzled tauren warriors couldn't help but nod their heads.

They showed even more recognition towards Beelzebub, who was already very fond of him.

They wished they could turn back now, thank him properly, and invite him to the Bloodhoof Tribe's hunting party.

It is similar to the real world "cut off the chicken head, burn the yellow paper, and worship the master".

After introducing the daily necessities, the two tauren warriors were already eager to turn around and leave now, running back to the Bloodhoof tribe and calling on everyone to come and help the Gulf Territory.

Who knows, this is not all the "temptation".

The smiling staff member took the two of them to another area.

Various weapons flashing with cold light.

Dazzling metal armor.

The charming metal texture and the gorgeous patterns unique to cold weapons.

It even made the two tauren warriors linger.

More than 10 minutes later.

The tauren warriors, each holding a small dagger, put on neat clothes.

Under the guidance of the staff, they rushed out of Warrior City like a mad rush.

The tauren warriors preparing to respond outside.

Seeing them running so wildly, I couldn't help but feel my heart in my throat.

Is the fight about to begin?

Until the two of them ran over.

There were no enemies or attacks behind them.

The Tauren warriors felt relieved and hurriedly walked over and asked:

"How is the situation? Has the Gulf Territory given you any trouble?"

"What are their thoughts? Are they really letting us work? Or are they planning to capture us as slaves?"

"Where did your weapons go? Were they confiscated by them?"

"Where did your clothes come from? They look pretty good..."

"You two, please talk quickly? Are they really willing to give me food?"

"..."

Hear their questions.

It took a while for Cairne Bloodhoof and Alistar to finally calm down.

I was very happy and detailed, and told everyone about my experiences in Warrior City.

While talking, the two of them took out some bread from the bags they were carrying and distributed it to everyone.

The bread was eaten in a few mouthfuls, and every tauren soldier became excited.

His eyes were burning, and it was obvious that he still wanted to eat.

The other tauren warriors who heard the two of them couldn't help but look at the Warrior City in the distance.

Many soldiers touched their clothes and looked at the sharp daggers, with anticipation on their faces.

Not only food, but weapons too!

Bay collar, good people!

After they returned to the tribe.

Many tauren also learned about this situation from the warriors' mouths and cheered.

If nothing else happens, at least they won't have to go hungry anymore.

After carefully asking Kane Bloodhoof and Alistar about various details, the old chief took a long breath, with a little bit of expectation and solemnity on his face.

He knew very well that the things displayed by the Gulf Territory were just the tip of the iceberg.

But even these daily necessities and weapons and equipment are the wealth that the entire Bloodhoof tribe desires very much.

The other party can obviously capture them directly and steal them as slaves!

But he chose to use this more complicated method to let them "help" with the work.

Such a signal made the old chief take a long breath.

At least, the other party didn't intend to kill them all.

As for the issue of cooperation or not, the old chief already understood it very well from the excitement and anticipation on the expressions of every tauren.

This kind of thing can't be stopped!

However, he had no intention of stopping it.

Follow the "meaning" of the Gulf leader and help him with the work, and don't make him angry.

This feeling of "life and death is in human hands" is not a good one.

But who told the Bloodhoof Tribe to be in decline now?

Without food, I don’t even have the energy to speak louder!

In this way, the old chief chose to agree and arranged for the first batch of 3,000 tauren warriors to go to work in the Gulf Territory.

He personally led a group of patrol scouts and watched their work from a distance.

There were no whips, no chains, and no decent guards to watch over him.

Some of them were just a few staff members wearing civilian clothes and holding drawings in their hands.

Of course, beside these staff, there are always several burly steel golems following them.

To the shock of all the tauren scouts.

Most of the heavy and tiring work is handled by engineering golems controlled by the staff.

The very hard work I imagined did not happen.

Until the sun goes down.

After a busy day, the tauren warriors had a wonderful dinner.

Then they happily returned to the Bloodhoof Tribe with the rewards of their labor on their backs.

Every tauren warrior put on new clothes specially used for work, which made other tauren very envious.

Many tauren are sharing various things they saw in the Gulf Territory with their relatives and friends.

"There is a very powerful dragon in Warrior City."

"She goes to fight deep in the mountains every day, and she can always catch 1-2 deformed flying dragons."

"The deformed flying dragon is the red flying devil we used to call!"

"That silver dragon can catch one with one claw. Those deformed flying dragons don't even dare to resist."

"That's nothing! I remember that in the open space of a factory, there were hundreds of heads of deformed flying dragons, and there were pieces of leather next to them."

"Hundreds of heads of aberrant flying dragons? Are there so many of the aberrant flying dragon colonies that attacked us in total?"

"We don't know this..."

"I know. I heard from the patrolling soldiers that there are two lairs of aberrant flying dragons nearby."

"One of them has been destroyed by the real dragon named "Yang"."

"Now, she is looking for another deformed flying dragon's lair..."

"Today's food is different from yesterday's, but it's all delicious."

"We tasted fresh meat and heard that it was stored in the freezer in the storage space..."

"Tomorrow, they are going to go fishing in those big steel boats."

"I heard that there is a place called Fishing Island in the Gulf Territory, which can harvest hundreds of thousands of catties of fish a day."

"They had more dried fish than they could finish, and they fed some of it to the Leviathan who followed them."

"Leviathan has a very big appetite and can eat one or two tons of food at a time..."

"Those who work are engineering golems, and they are said to have no fighting ability."

"With such a big body and such strength, isn't this a lie?"

"If you ask me, the Gulf Territory is probably really short of manpower, so we just need our help."

"That's right, they can solve the rest by themselves..."

"The Gulf Territory not only sells food and clothing, but also daily necessities such as iron pots, ropes, flints, and axes."

"They are even willing to sell weapons and armor, but they need to use "coins" to buy them."

"The price of a weapon is about 3 gold coins, which is 30,000 copper coins."

"Each soldier can get 30 copper coins every day. If 1,000 people work together, they can buy a handful together."

"The quality of those weapons is even better than the daggers we brought back yesterday..."

"My opinion is to buy an ax first, the one uses more iron..."

"..."

The old chief listened to their discussion, and his originally high-spirited heart was slightly relieved.

He met more hopeful eyes, and on his wrinkled face, he squeezed out a smile and said:

"Send 10,000 people tomorrow and ask the Gulf leaders if they need more labor."

Kane Bloodhoof, who led the team, nodded quickly, with a little hesitation on his face.

After hesitating for a while, he still didn't speak.

The old chief noticed something strange about him, but he didn't ask.

He knew that Cairn Bloodhoof was a smart boy, and he also knew that he could grasp the situation and make correct judgments.

Early morning on the second day.

More than 10,000 tauren arrived in Warrior City.

The cheerful Beelzebub smiled at Elio beside him and said:

"Your method is better. We don't need to rush you now. You can come here by yourself."

Elio couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly as he recalled the months he spent in the demiplane of Catachan.

She looked at the tauren queuing up and changing clothes, and said in an expectant tone:

“Let’s start clearing and planting crops as soon as possible!”

“Only by being self-sufficient can we continue to develop.”

"These tauren are all big-bellied men. If you're not careful, you will really be depleted by them."

Lianna, knowing that Alio was joking, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

While looking through various information and data, she said in an expectant tone:

"In three days, we can announce it to the tauren."

Shu You, who was studying silently on the side, looked at the scene of the "very stubborn and unwilling to cooperate" tauren in his memory, working hard and busy one by one under the command of the unarmed staff of the Bay Leader, and the corner of his mouth He couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Is this the "charm" of Bay Neck?

Simple and direct!

Noticing her thoughtful expression, Liana couldn't help but ask her to remind her:

"Don't think too much. You can also study after the new batch of instructors arrive."

“The reason why we in the Gulf Territory have grown so quickly is because we have never been greedy.”

“Everyone who comes to Bay Territory can get the fruits of their labor.”

"They can use this platform in the Gulf Territory to gain more wealth."

“At the beginning, the investment from the Gulf Territory could only be barely recovered.”

"But when their abilities are improved and they can join positions and jobs that create higher value, the Gulf Territory will be able to gain huge benefits, and they will also be able to gain a lot."

Shu You nodded in understanding, although Shu You still didn't understand the Gulf Territory's idea of ​​"teaching a man to fish is worse than teaching him to fish."

But she saw very intuitively that the Gulf Territory used a very peaceful and most beneficial way to solve the problem of the Tauren tribe, which should have been very troublesome, and turned them into a help.

This ability is so enviable that people don’t even know where to find it!

The second day of work ends.

More than 10,000 tauren returned to the tribe bustling with food.

They also received three piercing axes and a set of fully armed metal armor.

There was still a faint smile on the old chief's face, but it was more of deep thinking.

Kane Bloodhoof, who couldn't hold himself back, took the initiative to talk to the old chief.

"Soldier? This is not possible..."

The old chief shook his head and waved to Kane Bloodhoof.

After seeing him gradually regain his composure from his initial excitement, the old chief said to him sincerely:

“Never try to take shortcuts!”

"You must learn to restrain your desires!"

"Before we fully understand the Gulf Territory, we cannot risk the survival of the entire tribe..."

Kane Bloodhoof, who had thought clearly, lowered his head in shame. The old chief smiled and patted his shoulder, comforting him and saying:

"It's not a big deal if you can't be a soldier."

"Since the Gulf leaders are so easy to talk to, you can try asking them if we can engage in other jobs..."

…

"Of course!"

“Warrior City is now broke and needs countless jobs of all kinds.”

"However, different jobs require different skills and knowledge training."

"These trainings are free of charge and take place after everyone's work is completed,"

"In about a week or so, study staff will be able to take the test."

"Those who pass the test will be able to enter new jobs and receive higher labor remuneration."

Beelzebub patiently introduced various work situations in the Gulf Territory to all the tauren.

Many tauren were thinking carefully while eating.

They are not particularly interested in various technologies and knowledge.

However, they are very eager to have their own clothes and obtain their own weapons and armor.

In this way, they can better protect their relatives and tribe.

However, working like this now can indeed make a living.

However, they are still far away from their goals and ideas...

So, under Shu You's silent "watching" and "recording".

Starting from the 4th day, these tauren began to join the training courses held every night.

The first thing they learned was the written language and lingua franca of the Gulf Territory.

They often learn about the various programs and policies of the Gulf region.

Seeing the many things that have happened in Bay Territory from its humble beginnings to what it is today.

When the tauren gradually began to become literate, they learned various techniques.

They have unknowingly integrated into the management and control of the Gulf Territory.

It all happened so naturally, with no bloodshed caused by the use of knives or guns, and no crying sacrifices.

But it was this subtle influence that made Shu You couldn't help but be very happy.

"There is no need to be afraid, because we have already joined the Gulf Territory!"

"Hehe, that's right, we have been our own for a long time!"

Yudala and Ruike happily enjoyed the food, and at the same time, they also taught classes to the tauren part-time.

They are not teaching tauren warriors, but tauren women who are also learning common language and writing.

"The Gulf Council will arrange jobs that are most suitable for you based on your actual situation."

"And, as the busiest construction period is over, we will also provide courses on combat skills and professional training..."

Many tauren women widened their eyes and asked in a somewhat unbelievable tone:

"Can we also do warrior training? Have our own weapons and armor?"

Yondala nodded solemnly, but the joy and expectation in her eyes had long betrayed her escape, and she said to the tauren women in a seductive tone:

"Of course, women can hold up half the sky. They work so hard, and we can't fall behind..."

…

Be cautious from the beginning.

To the later familiarity and relaxation.

It only took the tauren more than a week to fully adapt to the current life.

They accept various work assignments in the Gulf Territory during the day.

For example: build ditches, build dams, dig moats, open up land full of weeds and shrubs, and divert water for irrigation into farmland that the tauren are very "curious" about.

They were not idle at night either.

Some of the most outstanding tauren warriors began to learn the combat skills of warrior professionals.

Many tauren civilians are working hard to learn various knowledge.

Some of them are very familiar with them, such as clearing land, farming, weaving, tailoring, blacksmithing, forging, fishing, and breeding.

There are also some things they have never touched, such as building houses, firing cement, brewing fine wine, and cooking delicious food.

In addition to learning about life, the Gulf Territory is not stingy about sharing the various powers of the professional path with the tauren.

At the beginning, Shu You was a little confused.

A conversation with Lianna directly broke her thoughts and perceptions.

"Yeah, how many copper coins can a commoner like Kuhaha have?"

"Turn them all into professionals, let them have more power and wealth, and then start their business, wouldn't it be easy to make a lot of money?"

Shu You thought it made sense, and soon began to assist Lianna in training some tauren children.

Well, leek cough, training should start from childhood!

Looking at this prosperous scene, Matthew came out of the laboratory and highly praised the work and achievements of Elio and others.

Then, Matthew decisively announced that Elio and others would cancel their acting duties and officially become the leaders of the Gulf Territory's development in the New World.

They deserve it!

Matthew never skimps on rewards!

As long as you are not greedy, everyone can have as much "meat" as you want!

Seeing the tool workers working with greater enthusiasm, Matthew's original anxiety was finally relieved.

Yaya, who was "playing" with little Menglan, came back happily grabbing an armored megalodon.

After handing the megalodon to the royal butcher Locke Far, Yaya just needs to be happy and wait to collect the gold coins.

These days, Yaya has been hunting many nearby monsters in order to obtain enough power of destiny as soon as possible.

Thousands of magical creatures were killed by the fangs.

The various magic materials obtained from them have become the raw materials for the newly built magic item manufacturing factory in Warrior City.

Because of the cleaning of the teeth, Warrior City gained an extremely valuable period of peaceful development.

She also cleaned up the mining area in preparation for subsequent development.

By the way, she also took Xiao Menglan to train and fight with her, teaching her some fighting skills, as well as various spells and arcane knowledge.

Yaya’s favorite thing to do now.

Just watching little Menglan swim around and learn the Mathematical Olympiad model with an embarrassed face.

Matthew looked at Xiao Menglan who was held in Yaya's arms.

This little guy with clear black and white eyes looked left and right, looking like a moving doll.

Yaya grabbed a handful of dried fish, stuffed some into his mouth, and fed some to Little Menglan.

The two snackers opened and closed their mouths, appearing to be in perfect harmony.

Matthew was not surprised at all that Xiao Menglan learned the transformation technique so quickly.

Magical creatures are intelligent, have bloodline power inheritance, and are willing to put in the hard work to practice as a professional.

Their rate of progress is astonishing!

Of course, the most important point is that the Leviathan community where Xiao Menglan is located has a corresponding professional inheritance.

Patroller of the sea, treader of the tide, ruler of the deep sea!

An extremely complete and powerful career path.

Yaya would think about the horrifically deformed flying dragon in the laboratory, and asked in surprise:

"Haven't succeeded yet?"

Matthew licked his dry lips, turned to look at the property panel with some regret, shook his head slightly and said:

"The Dragon Queen left too little information. It cost a certain amount of money, and I only got one hidden specialty from the aberrant flying dragon that failed halfway through its transformation."

Advanced Feat-Psychic Connection.

After releasing the unit that does not resist or recognize it, a spiritual connection can be established.

Can sense the other person's emotions and general situation, and can issue commands.

To put it simply, this psychic connection expertise should be the basic expertise that allows the Dragon Queen to remotely control many deformed flying dragons.

Matthew believed that the Dragon Queen should have mastered an extraordinary advanced version of this type of expertise.

It may even build a psychic channel similar to a network to complete combat operations similar to an insect swarm hive.

"The Aberrant Flying Dragon is indeed the ace unit of the future "Insect Swarm"."

"Even though it is still in the stage of growth and development, it has already shown great potential."

Matthew sighed for a while, and then felt a little regretful.

He and Yaya worked very quickly, but they still couldn't capture the dragon queen in the first lair!

As for the second deformed flying dragon's lair, Matthew and Yaya have also found its location these days.

However, it has been abandoned.

He and Yaya only caught a few special deformed flying dragons.

Matthew further activated and developed their "abilities" by "catalyzing" these aberrant flying dragons.

However, the survival of the aberrant flying dragon cannot be separated from certain important elements secreted by the dragon queen.

Therefore, after persisting for a period of time, they died one after another due to physical collapse.

In order to maximize their value, Matthew ended their suffering and separated many valuable materials before their bodies collapsed.

Matthew expressed his "thank you" for their hard work.

"What an enemy!"

Yaya was not surprised by Matthew's little bit of bad taste. Instead, he rubbed his hands in anticipation and asked directly:

"Then when will we start research on the sixth surgical transformation?"

Matthew touched his chin, recalling the many knowledge he gained after completely mastering the demigod body, licked his lips and said:

"Subsequent surgical modifications are highly relevant and require more information and data to support them."

"Moreover, a single experimental individual can no longer satisfy the manifestation effects of these extraordinary expertise..."

After hearing Matthew's words, Yaya's eyes immediately became much brighter, and she asked in an extremely expectant tone:

"Huh? We need more experimental subjects?"

"No! We need more willing test subjects!"

Yaya followed Matthew's gaze and looked at the tauren who were training. He blinked in realization and said expectantly:

"The tauren should be pretty good, with strong physiques and strong adaptability..."

Shaking his head in confusion, Matthew looked at Shang Yaya's doubtful eyes and said in a slightly lower tone and tone:

"Tauren are big, have high physique, and are strong. They are quite good candidates for close combat professionals..."

"But if we use them to become the research carrier for the sixth surgical transformation, and drain all their tens of thousands of heads, we won't get much information."

At this moment, Xiao Menglan in Yaya's arms suddenly spurted out water and stared at the two of them with big eyes.

It always feels like you two are discussing something bad!

June 20th.

The continent of braves.

Warrior City.

clear.

Golden sunshine shines on the calm sea.

More than 10 small fishing boats slowly and cautiously surrounded him.

Steel ropes as thick as wrists connect the huge fishing nets underneath the fishing boats.

The densely packed fish kept scurrying around, and when they realized the danger, they tried to escape outside.

Smaller fish can easily escape from the palm-sized mesh.

They scurried about happily without seeming to notice any danger.

But for those larger fish, the space is constantly tightening.

No matter how much they scurry around, they can't escape, they can only squeeze in tighter and narrower.

The siege of fishing boats was formally formed, and thousands of big fish were blocked in it.

As the big net began to tighten, the small fish that sensed something was wrong immediately ran out, while the big fish started running around like crazy.

However, their struggle is doomed to be in vain.

Two thick and detailed large nets surrounded the screened fishing nets.

Finally, the turbine exerted force and fished three large nets stacked together.

The catch, which weighed more than ten tons, was hoisted onto a large fishing boat amid a splash of water.

Fish weighing more than ten tons were put directly into the water tank of the large fishing boat.

Dozens of experienced fishermen bled them as quickly as possible, sorted them, and put them in the freezer.

There are more than 20 similar fishing boats, carrying out large amounts of fishing on the sea.

They must not only be supplied to the Tauren, but also prepared for more Leviathan.

The arrival of a new batch of Gulf Territory support not only brought these fishing boats, but also crucial mining and mining tools.

At the same time, they also brought more than 500 elven captives.

Alio handed the list to Matthew and said softly in a calm tone:

"These elves are die-hard members of the Cole Elf Kingdom, and they have committed many murders..."

Matthew naturally understood what Elio meant, but he didn’t have too much psychological burden and answered very calmly:

"They should have died a long time ago. I'm just giving them some small help."

After this mysterious conversation, Elio never saw those elves again.

She also quickly put these things behind her, there were too many things going on in Warrior City.

Mining will begin soon.

…

A few days later.

The death swamp area in the south of Shiwanda Mountain.

Various insects piled up like a mountain.

As a strange wave came, they spread in all directions.

When these bugs completely disappeared into the mire, the last traces left by the elves also disappeared.

After getting the data and information he wanted, Matthew cleaned up the last traces he left and returned to Warrior City very simply.

No one knows that 500 elves were buried here.

As for the bugs who have had enough to eat and drink, they will soon start a new round of killing and cultivating gu.

Bay collar.

Matthew returned to consciousness and nodded to Yaya who had been waiting for a long time.

Another golden phantom appeared in front of her, and then slowly turned into reality.

The eyes of this humanoid phantom were flashing with surprise, and he asked curiously:

"Will they obey?"

Matthew touched his chin, recalling the wonderful stories that happened among the elves in order to survive, and said with great certainty:

"Hmm, elves are just ordinary intelligent creatures."

"They will also be fearful and frightened, and they will also be very selfish and cruel..."

"There is no difference between elves and drow, it's just the environment and education that are different."

Thinking back on this plan that had been in preparation for nearly a year and the rewards it might bring, Yaya’s new vision solemnly nodded:

"Leave it to me next!"

Underground world.

In the slave castle of the second prince Kreize.

More than a dozen elves could not help but show a little fear in their eyes as they listened to the shouts of killing outside.

The elves could hear it, it was the shrill scream of the gray dwarf jailer.

It seemed like something extremely terrible had happened to him.

An invisible wave spread, and the elves couldn't help but feel cold all over.

A well-informed elf commander, feeling the strange fluctuations sweeping through his body, suddenly shouted with a pale face:

"This is...the Mind Flayer!!!"

The three words "Mind Flayer" were like magic, causing the already nervous elf captives to immediately fall into the deepest fear.

They were no longer numb, but struggled wildly, trying to get out of the steel cage.

Regardless of his usual elegance and calmness, the elf commander Tyrell looked at the huge shadow with claws and teeth, slowly appearing from the door.

In his emerald green eyes, he reflected the terrifying monster with tentacles, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself:

"The Mind Flayer reappears...the rumors are actually true!"

“The Council lied to us!!”

Whoosh!

Several tentacles stretched out as fast as lightning.

Before Tyrell could dodge, his entire body was tied up by the tentacles.

amidst the panicked screams of other elves.

He felt the scary slimy tentacles fall on his head and drilled in hard.

"ah……!"

10,000 today

Asking for monthly ticket

rush!