This Lich Needs More Money

From the beginning, Amberxiu never thought of fighting the abyss with his own strength.

What a joke, he is just a mortal. Zariel has been able to hold on for so long, but he did it with the support of other devil dukes. What virtue and ability does he have to rely on the power of the first layer of hell to block the abyss.

If Zariel hadn't suddenly done this, Amberxiu wouldn't have intervened.

But the temptation of becoming a devil duke is too great. Who can refuse such an opportunity to ascend to heaven in one step? Even if it's not for anything else, it's worth it just to allow the withered rose to reincarnate smoothly.

So, asking for external help is definitely necessary.

The devils in hell are unreliable, so we can only rely on the power of the lawful good.

Fortunately, Amberxiu has a wide network of contacts.

The God of Alchemy is his first backer. This teacher will definitely not be an ordinary person.

Amberxiu took the crystal ball back to hell, walked around the Blood River Fortress, and found a suitable open space.

The magic power was injected into the crystal ball, and a huge projection immediately appeared.

It was a projection of an alchemy factory covering a vast area. Amber Xiu needed to fix the projection first before he could release the factory sealed in the crystal ball.

After carefully comparing it, Amber Xiu put down the crystal ball until the projection was perfectly displayed.

As the crystal ball shattered, thousands of rays of light shot out from the cracks, landing on every corner of the projection, and then "painted" the illusory projection bit by bit, just like a brush filling the picture.

Such a large factory, a huge building like a palace complex, can actually turn from illusion into reality in this way.

Amber Xiu couldn't help but sigh: "This is the power of the gods. It is indeed beyond the imagination of mortals. If I hadn't mastered the power of the laws of hell, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to understand it."

This is a very special way of energy conversion. Amber Xiu couldn't describe it in simple words, but as the master of the first layer of hell, he could clearly sense this process.

It's really interesting. No wonder so many people are trying their best to become gods.

Not only immortality, not only power, but also greatness that cannot be imagined by mortal wisdom.

Amber Xiu watched the construction of the alchemy factory with great interest, staring at it for several hours, until the last touch of color was filled, and the alchemy factory was completely completed.

A rumbling sound began to be heard inside the factory, which was the sound of the machines inside starting to warm up.

Amber Xiu flew around the factory and did not see any internal structure. It was like a completely sealed steel monster. This is an alchemy factory that does not require workers at all. There are only many different feed ports, delivery ports, and waste warehouses. Even the operating table is outside.

Amber Xiu walked to the operating table, operated it for a while, and then ordered the devils to move the corpse waste from the battlefield.

Whether it is flesh or bones, skin and flesh or horned armor, all materials are thrown directly into the same type of feed port, and naturally there will be a conveyor belt to send them into the factory, and then these materials will be split and crushed by the machines inside to make different parts materials.

Don't underestimate the simplicity and crudeness. This is an alchemy technology that perfectly adapts to the hell environment. Just like the hell engine, it can be used by forcing it in, without being too sophisticated.

Amber Xiu asked the devils to deliver hundreds of tons of flesh and blood corpses, some of which were demons, some of which were devils, and perhaps some of which were not completely dead... Anyway, the battlefield is not short of these things. They were all stuffed into the conveyor belt, and the factory began to operate rapidly.

"Let me think about it, let's do something traditional first, and make some death knights for fun."

Amber Xiu operated with both hands on the operating table, and the death knight was among the several basic templates that were called up.

As one of the most classic high-level undead, the most special thing about the death knight is that it must master riding skills. The undead have no normal sense, so ordinary undead can't walk steadily, let alone keep balance and maintain combat power on a galloping mount.

Most necromancers do not have Amber Xiu's soul training technology, they can only make adjustments from the undead body.

How to transform muscles and bones, make the bodies of death knights more suitable for cavalry combat, enable them to support heavy armor and heavy weapons, and quickly master the most basic martial arts, etc.

These are the experiences accumulated by predecessors, which are very precious knowledge among necromancers. Amber Xiu spent a lot of money to learn this.

However, after so many years of research, the template of the death knight has been almost determined, and it is difficult to have any breakthrough improvements, so Amber Xiu just chose the most common version.

The rumbling sound of the factory continued, and black smoke mixed with the smell of blood and burnt came out, but in just a few minutes, ten strong death knights were sent out.

Amber Xiu walked over to check it out. The quality is very good, but the materials are a little wasteful.

According to the display of the console, the materials consumed to make these ten death knights are very much. Under normal circumstances, Amber Xiu personally made these death knights, and the materials consumed may be less than one-tenth.

But the speed of the alchemy factory is something Amber Xiu can't compare with at all. It takes him one or two days to make a death knight, while this factory only takes a few minutes from feeding to processing.

With this kind of efficiency, waste is nothing.

Just like what Amber said, the death of devils and demons is not worth it, no matter how much their bodies are worth, they are just waste.

After the Death Knight is created, the next thing to do is to put in the right soul.

The God of Alchemy has already thought about this.

Amberxiu has now become a god, and has the ability to lend power. His legendary grace power can also be "lent" to others.

This is the difference between gods and mortals.

Amberxiu can completely give this alchemy factory the power of "simulating souls". It is also automatically synthesized using materials. As long as the soul is standardized, the factory can create all the "souls" that are suitable.

Amberxiu did a comparative experiment. Half of the Death Knights were stuffed with souls by himself, and the other half were installed by the alchemy factory.

Then he came to the comparison result, and there was almost no difference between the two.

In other words, this alchemy factory can really mass-produce souls perfectly. The only disadvantage is that it consumes more than ten times.

But this is not a disadvantage at all.

Amberxiu randomly clicked on a few basic targets on the operating table, plague zombies, death knights, cannon fodder skeletons of various forms... A lot of regular undead troops were set up, and then he ordered the devils to stuff materials in.

Fully automatic production, and the undead created will be directly branded with Amber's mark, and will automatically assemble according to his orders, and there is no need to transport them before shipment.

In this way, Amber's undead factory can continuously produce undead troops in a short period of time. In addition to the undead cannon fodder transformed by the withered rose before, Amber estimated that it is almost time to fight a counterattack.

There is no reason to just wait for the invasion of demons, the devil can also take the initiative to attack, right?

In the past, it was restricted by the rules of hell, and only the Blood River Fortress could be used to block the invasion of demons. Because the demons cannot be killed, there is no point in counterattacking, and Zariel is also passive and lazy, just playing badly.

It's different now, Amber has the final say on the Blood River Front.

The new official took office with three fires, the first layer of hell is almost broken, and there is nothing to burn, so Amber naturally has to find a target to start with.

The demons are very good, they came to the door, and Amber naturally had to give them a perfect curtain call.

However, Bayer cannot go on an expedition to the Abyss. This guy is too tied to the Blood River Fortress. If Bayer leaves this familiar battlefield, his ability to lead troops will be reduced by more than half.

Bayer himself is also an unstable factor. God knows what will happen if he goes on an expedition to the Abyss.

Therefore, it is better to keep Bayer under his own eyes. As for the commander of the counterattack... Anger Watson has the ability, and his command ability is unquestionable, but he lacks experience and needs someone to help with the staff.

Amber thought for a long time and finally thought of a candidate he had forgotten.

Taking out the magic mirror, Amber found Parulier who ran away. "Hey, where did you go? I am the master of Avernus now, do you know?" Amber asked.

On the other side of the magic mirror, Parulier seemed to be standing in an erupting crater, looking at the boiling magma.

But there are too many volcanoes in hell. If Amber does not search carefully, it is really difficult to determine where this guy is.

Parulier frowned and said, "What kind of news is this? The whole hell knows it."

"I can easily crush you to death now, do you know that?" Amber said.

Speaking of which, the two of them are still enemies with deep hatred. Parulier relied on her status as a god and spoke very rudely before. Now it's time to let Him know who is the boss.

However, Parulier said indifferently, "Don't make noise, I'm thinking."

Amber asked doubtfully, "What's so good about volcanic eruptions? Aren't you tired of seeing them?"

No matter which level of hell, volcanoes are the most common scenery. There are countless volcanic eruptions every day. What's so good about this for the devil?

Parulier said, "I'm not looking at the volcano. I'm thinking, will I die if I jump in?"

Amber couldn't help but say, "Are you stupid? You can't die even if the volcano explodes."

The devil itself has a very high resistance to fire, not to mention the god-level lust demon like Parulier, who may not think it's hot enough to jump in and take a bath.

"Yes, I won't die, but why would I have such thoughts? Why would I think if I jumped in, would I die? If I wasn't afraid of lava, why would I have the idea of ​​committing suicide by jumping into the lava? Just like humans, they wouldn't choose to commit suicide by taking a bath, they wouldn't have such thoughts, because they know they can't die by taking a bath!"

Amber Xiu was confused. What was this psychopath doing?

Just as she was about to interrupt this meaningless fantasy, Parulil reached out and scooped up a handful of hot magma, then muttered to herself: "Arthas, do you think that it is because I was once a human, a mortal, so in my consciousness, magma can burn people to death. So, even though I have become a god, I can ignore the heat of magma, but I am still just a mortal in my heart."

Amber Xiu asked doubtfully: "Are you trying to say that my essence is still just a mortal?"

"Who cares about you?" Parulil threw away the magma in her hand with disdain, and said impatiently: "From the day my parents sold me to others as a slave, I will not care about anyone, I only care about myself."

Amber Xiu was amused by this crazy woman and retorted: "What a coincidence, I don't care what you are crazy about. So, come back to me."

Amberxiu had already found the location of Paluliel, stretched out his hand to grab it and traveled through the void, catching the madwoman back.

Although Paruliel tried to resist, how could she defy the power of the entire world, so she could only be captured directly by Amber Xiu and taken back to the big library.

Amberxiu didn't care what aspect of his life he was thinking about, and said bluntly: "I want to counterattack the abyss and expand the Blood River battlefield to the other half. I already have a candidate for a commander. You can serve as his staff. Is there any problem? ?”

Paruliel frowned and said, "What are you talking about? You have been telling me to end the bloody war, but now you are running to expand the battlefield. Do you know what you are doing?"

Amberxiu was stunned for a moment, and instinctively wanted to explain that it was because the plan could not keep up with the change.

Who would have known that the law of hell liked him so much and made him the master of hell. Of course he stayed out of it before and did whatever he wanted, but now that hell is his home, his position has naturally changed.

Amberxiu could have said this sentence smoothly, but for some reason, Amberxiu couldn't say a word at this time.

Paruliel's words were like a sharp sword piercing his soul again.

"The reason why you want to end the bloody war is because Bayer told you that going to the battlefield is your destiny and an unshirkable responsibility as a sinner. You were so stressed at that time that you risked your life and refused to go to the battlefield. End this war, and now you are the one taking the initiative.

"Alsace, you are still firmly controlled by fate, and you have never broken free."

Amberxiu didn't refute this time because he also thought of this.

After going around in a circle, he finally fell into his fate.

Even though he has become the Devil Archduke of Avernus, he is already a true god. Even so, have you never escaped from the web woven by fate?

If this is the case, who else can transcend destiny?

Do you want to pull Ai Ou down and become a god yourself?

Amberxiu couldn't help but think of Paluliel's nonsense words just now.

Because she was once a human being, in Paruliel's consciousness, lava can kill people, and jumping into lava is suicide. This idea did not disappear until she became a god.

And Amberxiu was deeply imprinted with fate when he was still a mortal. He has always known that fate cannot be disobeyed, so even if he has become a god, he has not escaped the control of fate after all?

If this is really the case, then even if he becomes the god Io, he will not be able to untie this knot.

However, before Amberxiu fell into despair, he felt something was wrong.

This statement sounds so mysterious, but there seems to be something key hidden behind the words and logic, waiting for Amber Xiu to catch it.

It is like a key that can open the door called freedom.

"No, no...it shouldn't be like this..."

Amber Xiu clearly felt that he had touched the key, but he could not sum it up. He had obviously discovered something, but he could not grasp it like smoke and phantom.

But Paruliel laughed and interrupted: "Stop struggling, you will never have a chance to break free. I am different. I am different from you. I chose to become a prophecy mage. I took the initiative to throw myself into my destiny." Embrace.”

Amberxiu was interrupted from thinking by this guy's laughter, and sighed: "This is simply a siege. People inside want to get out, and people outside want to come in. You can do whatever you want."

Although his thoughts were interrupted by Paluliel, Amberxiu didn't pay too much attention.

Because he knew that there was something behind his destiny that he could control. Although he still didn't know what he had just thought of, he was sure that he still had a chance to figure it out.

A moment of confusion will not make Amberxiu lose his fighting spirit. After being harassed by the goddess of fate for hundreds of years, his mentality has long been unstable. Besides, no matter what happens if your mentality collapses, you still have to continue living.

As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, Amber Xiu had already given up his annoyance, and with a sudden brainstorm, he flicked the still fussing Paluliel away.

"You want to be a prophecy mage. You are not even an apprentice now. You are a waste who can't even get started. Don't talk about your fate in front of me. You are determined to be this advisor. Counterattack into the abyss tomorrow!

"I will prepare an army of millions of undead for you, kill a million demons for me and come back to receive the merit. If you can't do it, you will never think about Harvey teaching you in this life."

Paluliel covered her head that was swollen from the blow, saying it was hard to say who would win, but the difference in power was really huge, so big that Paluliel didn't even have a chance to stretch out her hand to resist.

"Tch, I've learned almost all of it a long time ago. William Harvey hasn't read a few books, and his own theory is just the beginning. I've learned most of it a long time ago, and the rest is the same for self-study."

Paluliel doesn't think highly of young Harvey. Although Harvey is already at the forefront on the road to destiny, his eloquence cannot compare with Amber. There are many things that Harvey himself understands, but It's hard to explain to others.

Paluliel took a few classes, and gradually she felt that she had exhausted Harvey's knowledge. The teacher had nothing to say, so there was no need to waste time.

However, Amberxiu said to Paluliel: "I forgot to tell you that Harvey has been promoted to legend."

Paluliel's eyes widened in shock: "Impossible, he was still an apprentice two years ago!"

Amber laughed and said, "What's impossible? This is the fun of fate! Parulier, work hard for me. If you don't work hard enough, the illegitimate son of the goddess will never teach you."

Parulier gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Arthas, you are a born devil!"