This Lich Needs More Money

Allen never thought that one day he would look forward to the return of this lich so much. At the beginning, he obviously wanted to crush this lich to ashes.

Only two years have passed, and Allen has gone from a paladin with a profound background to a traitor, and then to the only person who can stand up to represent Ryan.

The time was too short, and Allen felt that he could not keep up with the pace of changes in the world, and could not support the responsibilities given to him by the Holy King.

Amber Xiu looked at Allen's haggard look and felt a little emotional.

Not everyone is Arthur Lane, and he knows this very well.

I once thought I could be on an equal footing with Arthur Lane, but when I personally experienced the torture Arthur had suffered, I realized that the gap between me and him was unimaginably huge.

"Alan, don't hold yourself to Arthur's standards."

Hearing Amber Xiu's words, Allen shook his head and said: "I have no time to think about what His Majesty the Holy King will do recently. After the collapse of faith, almost everyone was devastated, and I tried my best to cheer up only a few people. But now Ryan really has no way to deal with the dwarves and orcs, so I want to ask for your help. No matter what the cost, please save Ryan."

Amberxiu rubbed his nose in embarrassment. Two years ago, he was a lich who cursed Ryan to die every day. Now he has become Ryan's savior. The arrangement of fate is really evil.

"I have a general understanding that you have done a good job in keeping Ryan's overall integrity in this situation."

It's not that Amber repaired her speech, but that Allen did a good job.

After the battle with the dragon, Arthur Lane sacrificed himself, but Lane was technically the defeated country and the culprit.

The entire country is on the verge of collapse.

The orcs had originally thought about taking action directly, and the new orc king also needed to establish his authority. Although winter was almost over, the food crisis had not been completely resolved, so why not bleed Ryan?

Before, we couldn't drag it out, so we had to call a truce. Now that we can definitely win if we fight, there's no reason not to take action, right?

So Allen had just stabilized himself in Lane, and he headed to the Orc Mountains without stopping, hoping to end the war by paying food compensation.

But the more they show weakness, the more excited the orcs will be, making them more eager to invade Ryan.

After Allen confirmed this, he had to challenge the Orc King.

The tradition of the orcs is to advocate bravery, and many things can be resolved through duels. But if an outsider like Allen wants to challenge the Orc King, he must first pass the bloody battle ceremony.

It was a high mountain specially opened as a gladiatorial arena. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there were countless strong orcs waiting for Allen to challenge.

If he could walk from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain in one day, Allen would be qualified to challenge the Orc King.

Over a thousand years since this ceremony was established, a total of thirty-four people have challenged it, but only one has succeeded, and that is the twenty-seventh Orc King.

This is also the simplest and most direct way for the orcs to become king.

But in the past thousand years, only one person has succeeded, because all those guarding the ring are legendary powerhouses, at least twenty in number. And it doesn't have to be a wheel battle. If the strong orcs guarding the ring don't like you, they can always choose to fight in groups.

And Allen is the Lane person whom the orcs dislike the most.

So from the beginning, Allen was jointly hunted down by five powerful orcs.

But in the end, Allen came to the top of the mountain with scars all over his body, and finally his arm was chopped off by the orc king with an axe.

Although Allen failed, the Orc King agreed to Allen's request.

Because during the process of going up the mountain, Allen also severely damaged the twenty legends of their orcs.

If Allen chooses to kill them, the Orc Kingdom will suffer heavy losses, and Allen will not be so seriously injured. Maybe he will still be able to fight when he reaches the top of the mountain.

The Orc King also hesitated for a long time, whether to kill Allen, Ryan's spiritual support, directly, or to take a step back.

In the end, he followed someone's advice, spared Allen's life, and chose to negotiate with Ryan to obtain more benefits.

Allen used magic to treat the broken arm, and then talked with the orcs for a few days. He almost gave in step by step and promised the orcs a lot of compensation, and then he barely stabilized his side.

But the dwarves are still the key, because the orcs only agreed temporarily. Once the dwarves start a war and take advantage, the orcs may send troops to tear up the contract at any time.

But there are no bloody battle rituals among the dwarves that can make Allen fight.

The current dwarf king can only be described as greedy. They not only want to take back the desert, they also want Ryan to completely collapse and then swallow all the benefits.

After hearing Allen explain the current situation, Amberxiu asked: "It's such a mess, do you, Ryan, still want to hold a world conference? The Lord of the Dawn has now won the bet. Didn't he give you any instructions?"

In a world with gods, everything should be subject to the will of the gods.

"The Lord of the Dawn only gave me instructions once after His Majesty the Holy King left." Allen said with emotion: "But I don't understand what He meant."

"Can't even the paladin interpret the oracle?"

Amberxiu was a little surprised. If a priest still relied on devout prayer to communicate with the gods, the paladin was more like a warrior personally selected by the gods. He should be more favored by the gods than the priest.

"It's not that I can't interpret it, but I can't understand it, because the Lord of Dawn didn't order me to do anything, but just told me to follow my heart and never give up hope. Then I will hold this world conference to put an end to Ryan's sins."

Amber Xiu frowned. There was nothing wrong with this. The Lord of Dawn originally taught this.

But at this critical moment, such a vague oracle is equivalent to nonsense.

The Lord of Dawn will not let Ryan be destroyed. Amber Xiu can be 100% sure of this, but what exactly does this person want to do?

Amber knew too little about the Lord of the Dawn, and could not infer His thoughts from His behavior. He simply said to Allen: "Since the Lord of the Dawn has told you to do it, then you don't have to bear any burden. Now tell me the bottom line, what is the highest price Ryan can offer?"

"We can return the desert territory to the dwarves and make a certain war reparations. If converted into gold coins, it is about 6.8 billion."

"Only so much?" Amber was a little surprised. Ryan is such a big country, but it can only take so few gold coins. How could the dwarves agree?

"Ryan is in great chaos, and resources are needed everywhere. This is the limit of what Ryan can take out."

Alan was also helpless. It was good enough for Ryan to maintain its stability now. It was impossible to raise funds with the whole country's strength as before.

"If it's just these prices, the dwarves will definitely not be satisfied, but if I go to negotiate, it's not impossible."

Alan breathed a sigh of relief. Amber Xiu's words meant that he was willing to help, and as long as the lich was willing to help, then no problem would be a problem. After all, it was he who mediated the war between the elves and the dwarves. But Alan was a little surprised. Why didn't the lich talk about the reward first? This was very contradictory to his previous personality.

Alan couldn't help asking: "Master Ultraman, how about you make an offer first? I'm a little uneasy."

Amber Xiu looked at Alan with contempt, and then said: "Do you know how much gold a soul coin can be exchanged for in hell?"

Alan shook his head.

He hasn't been to hell, so who knows.

Amber Xiu laughed and said: "It can be exchanged for about 200 kilograms of gold."

Alan widened his eyes. Is this soul coin worth so much?

Amber continued, "Gold is worthless in hell, it's just that the freight cost of teleporting to other planes is high. Then do you know how many soul coins I have?"

Alan shook his head again, but he estimated that it would be a very huge number, conservatively estimated to be tens of millions.

However, Amber did not give a specific number, but said: "Alan, I am no longer the lich I used to be. I have higher aspirations now. I will help you solve the troubles on the dwarves' side. You don't need to pay any gold coins, but I want you to pay for other things."

"As long as I can take it out, even my soul is fine!" Alan said firmly.

Amber said disdainfully: "Your soul is useless, and if I dare to do it, the Lord of Dawn will slap me in the face."

Alan scratched his head awkwardly.

"What do you want?"

Amber smiled and said: "I heard you say that millions of people in Ryan committed suicide, most of whom were elites who committed war crimes, right? Anyway, they all went to hell, so why not let me use them."