I am a god in another world

Let me give you a very simple example.

Originally, everyone was in a big pond (the concentration of elements in the whole environment was the same), but the Kingdom of Cel started a new project and built its kingdom into a circular reservoir, pumping water from the surrounding area and giving priority to its own use.

While the water level of the big pond became lower, the water level of the Kingdom of Cel became higher.

When it was windy and rainy, the small pool of the Kingdom of Cel overflowed, and it had little impact on itself, but its neighbors would suffer.

This is just the simplest metaphor, and the situation involving elements is much more complicated than this.

For example, if you want to permanently change the environment, you must have a source of power.

Using regional magic circles to absorb the surrounding elements is a more conventional method.

There is another tricky method, which is to directly connect to the elemental plane and guide the purest elemental power there for your own use to achieve your desired goal.

Compared with the former, the latter has the advantages of low cost and fast effect.

The disadvantage is that a large number of elements introduced will more easily cause an imbalance of elements in the material plane and trigger elemental disasters.

The fact that the Leatherman Kingdom introduced a large number of elements into the totem demiplane is not in this category. That is a demiplane independent of the material plane.

According to the profit-seeking nature of the Cel Kingdom, they must have adopted the second method in the Cel Kingdom.

As long as they can ensure that they can make the most profit, it doesn't matter whether their neighbors are good or bad or whether they protect the natural environment.

"Is there a permanent solution to this problem?" Gavin asked humbly.

"Destroying the Cel Kingdom and destroying their magical agriculture on the Cel Plateau will solve this problem once and for all." The Wind Spirit Witch answered without thinking.

"Haha... The witch lady is really a joke." Gavin laughed as if he had heard a big joke, "This is something that the witch ladies have spent centuries trying to do, and what virtue and ability do I have to do this?"

Although these Haslan witches are reluctant to admit it, it is an indisputable fact that the red robe wizards of the Cel Kingdom are stronger than them.

The war between them and the Cel Kingdom has always been in a passive defensive state, and there are few offensive times.

This is when the Kingdom of Sel has enemies everywhere and there are brutal internal struggles.

As long as they unite a little or reach some kind of deal internally, it will be the beginning of disaster for the surrounding neighbors.

Judging from the national strength shown by the Kingdom of Sel at present, the only one who can destroy them is themselves.

The greater the external pressure, the more they will be forced to unite internally and make them stronger.

"What we can't do may not be impossible for the commander." The wind spirit witch said meaningfully.

The Haslan Witch Council gave Gavin the most lucrative part of the Tukan spoils, and sent Kront and Aesanas to him.

Naturally, they have their own interests to consider.

They want to make it into a sharp spear to deal with the Kingdom of Sel.

As for whether he will fight against the Kingdom of Sel as they wish, there is no need to worry about it.

Even if there is no previously established friendly relationship, the greedy nature of those red robe wizards will push him to the opposite side.

Unless Gavin is willing to accept the manipulation and exploitation of those red robe wizards.

Gavin just laughed and didn't answer the question from the Wind Spirit Witch.

Because there is no correct answer to this topic.

If you show full confidence, you will easily be regarded as arrogant.

If you are too timid, you will be disliked by these Haslan witches.

The Wind Spirit Witch didn't intend to continue to dwell on this topic, and continued to make suggestions: "The easiest way to fight against a magic area is to build another magic area.

After a new balance is reached between the two, those redundant elements will no longer flow in this direction."

"I also want to, but building a magic area is not a matter of a day or a night. You spent nearly a thousand years in the Kingdom of Leatherman.

The Kingdom of Sel has been operating the Sel Plateau for more than two centuries and has invested countless manpower and material resources in it. Until now, they have not been able to build a second Sel Plateau."

Gavin sighed helplessly. Compared with these ancient kingdoms.

His most fatal flaw is that his foundation is too shallow.

Many things require time to accumulate and are difficult to achieve quickly.

Among them, talents of all classes are one of them, especially spellcasters.

The construction of this kind of magic area requires a large number of low- and middle-level spellcasters to assist and maintain it.

The problem of Aesanas cannot be solved by building a few wizard towers that guide elements like the Golden Apple Garden.

If it were that easy, even if the witch Haslan did not do it, those Sesk merchants would have done it long ago.

"There is another solution that only treats the symptoms but not the root cause." The wind witch spoke again.

Gavin hurriedly asked, "What solution?"

"Build a wind-attracting tower on the south side of the Aesanas Plain, turn the passive into the active, summon those extra wind elements, bind and transfer them away.

Although this cannot completely eliminate this magic storm, it can greatly reduce its power and prevent it from becoming a disaster.

You can cooperate with conventional wind control methods, such as windbreaks." The wind witch told the truth

Gavin couldn't help showing a hint of joy and said: "I wonder if the witch can build a wind tower? As long as we have it, the rest of the things will be solved easily."

For him, the windbreak will be a small thing.

He didn't even need to spend time waiting for the trees to grow up. He could ask the Nature Guard Church to help solve the problem and drive an ancient tree directly from the Lesser Forest.

Preventing wind and solidifying soil can also be regarded as protecting nature.

Those druids weren't hard to convince.

"The Wind-Calling Tower is not difficult to build. The difficulty is that this kind of tower requires someone who is good at manipulating the wind element to activate it. You can regard it as a special mage tower." The Wind Spirit Witch can naturally control the Wind-Calling Tower. of.

But she obviously wouldn't do that.

After all, this is a long-term job. Even in the Kingdom of Leatherman, Haslam witches will not be easily tied down by such boring and tedious work.

"Is it okay?" Gavin directly showed the image of the storm body.

"An incomplete storm body? It's barely okay. It's still good for him to be in charge. It can use those wind elements as food to strengthen its own elemental origin.

Although the quantity is not large, the value is long-term. Over the years, it is still considerable. "

Wind Spirit Witch recognized the origin of the storm at a glance, and was amazed at it. This unique elemental creature was very rare even in the elemental plane.

Unlike those single elements, the storm body is a complex of multiple elements. It must be born in an extremely harsh environment and is usually difficult to replicate.

Gavin approved of this.

Because afterwards, Gavin invited Catherine to study the storm, simulate and recreate the original scene, and try to spawn more storm bodies.

Storm has shown great potential in warfare, whether it is air raid cover or air-ground coordinated support. In many cases, it can form an army on its own, enough to destroy an army that lacks the protection of a spellcaster.

If it can be mass-produced, the potential can be imagined.

But unfortunately, they cast dozens of revenge storms one after another, and each time they invited Ms. Strategy to give her divine power, but they failed to spawn a second storm body.

The storm was obviously not as simple as Gavin and the others originally surmised, it was just a storm of vengeance blessed by divine power.

Or, it was related to the large number of souls who died on the battlefield, and the large amount of soul energy that escaped was subtly combined with elemental energy and divine power (this was an external condition that Gavin and the others lacked when they reproduced the experiment).

Or, the storm body itself still has the significance of witnessing, witnessing Ms. Strategy's official apotheosis. The law shock caused by this process is not comparable to ordinary divine power, and it will give many things unique meaning.

Even many of the soldiers in that battle quietly completed their transformations. Afterwards, they developed unimaginable potential in aspects related to the Ms. Strategy priesthood, and their growth rate was frighteningly fast.

This is one of the reasons why middle and low-level officers have sprung up under Gavin in the past six months.

Although this is partly due to the large-scale promotion of Ms. Strategy's faith, there are thresholds for ordinary people to access several of Ms. Strategy's major vocations.

It's not just that you believe in Ms. Strategy, you can become an excellent strategic tactician. You also need to have the corresponding talents yourself - not only your IQ is high enough, but you also need to have enough adaptability.

For races with intellectual deficiencies such as kobolds or goblins, it is impossible to cultivate excellent strategies and tacticians. The price paid is definitely not proportional to the gain.

Since the Battle of Madam Strategist's Conferment of Gods, many soldiers in the conqueror's army have experienced an epiphany, and their strategic and tactical abilities have been significantly improved.

Gavin couldn't find a better explanation other than attributing this matter to Ms. Strategy's hidden benefits of becoming a god.

If it was just because of the war, Gavin still had other options to think of.

The Battle of the Gods is neither too small nor too big. There will be no shortage of wars of similar scale in the future.

But if you are a unique witness, it will be more difficult. Such opportunities are rare.

But that doesn't mean there's no chance at all. He has several resources for becoming a god.

You can start preparations in this regard in advance to maximize your benefits.

Ten days later, Gavin secretly sent a group of four people led by Varro on their way to the Xianglong Dynasty to learn scriptures, no, to travel.

In addition to treating Anna, the priest, and Susie, the dragon-turned-kobold, Gavin also arranged for them an additional Xianglong guide, Bian Fusheng.

This man had a complicated background. Before he became a prisoner of the Tukan people, he grew up eating the food of hundreds of families. He not only herded cattle for the landlord's family, but also followed the unscrupulous merchants in business, and even joined the border army to guard the Great Wall.

But it didn't take long before he killed his commander and became a prisoner of death. After the Tukan invasion, he became a prisoner of war. Because he fought bravely and had a good mind, he finally led the army alone.

Needless to say what happened after that, he became a general under Gavin's account.

This kind of person is born for troubled times.

Gavin chose him to accompany Master Varro because he valued his complicated background and was familiar with everyone in the Xianglong Dynasty, making it easier to do things.

As for his original status as a prisoner, he had already been wiped out with the invasion of the Tukan people.

Secondly, due to his origin, his sense of belonging to the Xianglong Dynasty is not that strong.

On the contrary, he was given unprecedented importance in the Far East Territory and Gavin's place, and obtained many things he had dreamed of for a long time, not only an official position, but also a home!

In order to allow these Xianglong people to take root here, Gavin has been actively planning for these Xianglong people to marry, have children and establish new homes here.

Officers at all levels have the highest priority in this matter.

And Gavin really has a good matchmaking resource in his hands - the escort girls in Gowther's Mother's Happy Hall.

They have good looks and good skills, but their backgrounds are a bit humble. Under normal circumstances, wanting to marry into a wealthy family is basically wishful thinking.

But if they marry these Xianglong officers, although they are not from a wealthy family, they will have the opportunity to create a wealthy family of their own.

There is not so much free love in this world, especially when it is intertwined with rights and interests.

As long as Gavin feels that it is similar, he will directly grant the marriage.

So far, the effect is remarkable.

Most of the wives of those officers who were given marriages were already pregnant, and the children in their bellies were the real key to binding these Xianglong people - their clan values ​​were very strong, and they would do anything they could to continue their bloodline.

Bian Fusheng was also a member of the ranks of those who were granted marriage. He never thought in his life that he would have the opportunity to marry and have children. Even though he and his wife were different in appearance and living customs, he still accommodated her in every possible way and regarded her as a treasure in this life.

Varro originally wanted to travel to Leatherman Kingdom and experience the unique scenery where dreams and totems merge.

As a result, he was sternly rejected, even with Gai Wen's relationship, it was of no use.

This legendary mage was already notorious, and the Leatherman Kingdom simply did not dare to let him peek into its territory and publish many of its kingdom's secrets to the public.

However, Witch Haslam did allow Gavin's armed cloud rays to enter the airspace of the Leatherman Kingdom.

Gavin sent an armed cloud ray and sent the group of them into the endless wilderness, embarking on a road of investigation and travel.

…

Sesk Plains, Tukan Army Camp.

Rather than saying this is a military camp, it would be more appropriate to call it a huge formation.

The whole shape presents a huge circle, and then it is arranged outwards in circles.

The outermost layer is a relatively independent legion of ten thousand people, and from time to time, a group of Tukan cavalry will roar out from them.

From time to time, a group of Tukan cavalry hurried back, most of them carrying blood stains. Whether it was their own or someone else's, it was unknown.

The entire Tukan army is like a huge bee swarm, busy in order to support this huge group.

"I quit, I quit. Damn it, is there any fairness at all? I led people to work hard outside to collect supplies.

When you come back, will you feed me this stuff? Except for grass roots, they are grass roots. There is no oil or water at all. Even if you lie down and don't move, your belly will rebel soon, let alone go to war! "

A Tukan general threw out the rice bowl in his hand and roared angrily.

"Chief Hada is right. The grain and meat we collected so hard are definitely more than this little bit. Where did they go?"

"Look, how much weight have we lost since the Western Expedition? My belt has already been bundled with two extra squares. If we continue like this, hunger will completely devour us. If we don’t have the strength to fight the enemy, this place will become our grave and we will never have the chance to return to the prairie.”

"How long do we have to wait? This place has become a desert. We have eaten all the living animals within a fifty-kilometer radius. Every time we hunt, we must go fifty kilometers away, and there are enemy arrows and traps everywhere. There we are the prey.”

The food of a high-status Tukan leader was like this, but the food of ordinary Tukan soldiers would be even worse. The complaints and anger in their hearts had long been accumulated to the top, and they were vented out along with them.

Suddenly, the military camp of ten thousand people was extremely noisy, and the crowd was filled with jeers.

"Do you want to rebel?" Along with countless angry shouts, there was also the sound of whips twitching in the air.

A number of killing lamas in red robes came out, and around them were surrounded by a varying number of Tukan people with red ribbons wrapped around their arms.

Their body shapes were in sharp contrast to the Tukan soldiers who were about to lose their appearance due to starvation. They were all fat and strong.

These people are lama slaves and the private property of those killing lamas.

They would only obey the orders of the killing lamas and directly ignore the Tukan leaders.

They are now in Tukan's army, and they also shoulder the responsibility of supervising the army.

It would have been fine if they didn't come out, but once they came out, the conflict was further intensified, and the Tukan soldiers pointed their spearheads at them.

"It's you who do nothing but take away most of the food. You are a group of greedy parasites."

"Why, are you still planning to kill us all? Without us, who will parasitize you and suck your blood?"

"We are brave and fearless Tukan people, not your slaves. If you can, kill us all and sacrifice them all! See if Tian Khan will agree, and see if the sword in my hand will agree!"

The Tukan soldiers instinctively gathered around the Tukan leader, their hands already on their swords.

When there is a conflict between faith and survival and a choice is made between the two, most people will side with survival without hesitation.

Especially, the beliefs of the Tukan people were originally very chaotic and contradictory.

Before being unified by Yamen Khan, they were scattered in the vast and endless wilderness, and many tribes had their own totem beliefs.

Only a small number of them turned to the arms of the killing Buddha.

When Yamen Khan rose to power, in order to control these Tukan people, he had to use the power of the killing lamas to promote this belief on a large scale in the army.

Forcibly merge them together for his own use.

In the process of barbaric development, Yamen Khan granted the killing lamas a series of privileges.

For example, the power of life and death over ordinary Tukan people, and the right to select lama slaves from the Tukan people, etc. (End of this chapter)