212. Chapter 204 Post-war gains, terrifying ancient secrets


After the enemy's command fled, the killing efficiency of Weilu City's army suddenly increased.

The fierce coalition forces of the Psalm clan were quickly extinguished.

The drow that resisted the most were the first to be eliminated by focused fire!

These descendants of Spider Queen Rose were fierce and ferocious, and had no intention of surrendering. Even if they were surrounded and killed in the end, they did not take a step back.

The posture is not inferior to that of the cold-blooded cavalry.

Lear was also quite emotional when he saw this. It was not just his men who were not afraid of death.

There was also some joy in my heart.

Let people capture a few injured drow elves and try to enslave them.

But deep into his soul, he immediately discovered an extremely powerful force inside that could not be enslaved at all.

Rose, the God of Conspiracy's control over her followers seeped into her bones.

No chance is left for outsiders at all.

Lear could only give up when he saw this.

After the ground battlefield came to an end, the harpies in the sky also noticed something was wrong.

Several waves of attacks failed and scattered violently, fleeing in all directions.

But the next moment, I saw the barren tomb guards swarming in, rushing up and hunting like crazy.

Even the Great Demon joined in the slaughter.

Begin to quickly eliminate these flying units in the underground world.

The mechanical flying dragon that had just easily killed more than two thousand harpies looked at the ground.

Compared to these flying beings, he prefers targets that don't run fast on the surface and spits out the dragon's breath accurately.

But at this moment, Lear asked him to postpone his attack.

Let the cold-blooded cavalry and night hunters begin to encircle the last force of the Anthem Clan Alliance - the night elves.

The army pressed forward.

Their forces were slaughtered crazily, and within a short time, only a group of defeated soldiers were left on the field.

In the end, the army just surrounded them and did not attack again.

The night elves noticed this and stopped in their surprise.

Underground life is not a surface life. It is not shameful to surrender and admit defeat when the situation is not right.

In that barren land shrouded in darkness all the time, preserving life and surviving is the supreme law.

To sacrifice one's life for the sake of honor is the most stupid thing in their opinion.

Living is everything!

When the situation came to a standstill, the cold-blooded cavalry around them slowly dispersed.

Just when the night elves were confused, they saw the night hunters from behind appearing in front of them.

In an instant, all the night elves of the Psalm clan were trembling and their breathing became rapid.

His eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

"How is that possible?!"

"Night Hunters. Why are there so many Night Hunters?!"

Among the night elves, the night hunters are the top class.

You need to go through countless fights and brutal training to be eligible for promotion. Finally, you have to bind activated plants to complete the promotion ceremony.

Even in the Psalm clan, the number of night hunters is only a very small two or three teams.

What appeared in front of them was a number of several hundred, which was completely beyond their imagination.

Even the most powerful night elf clan in the underground world does not have night hunters of this size!

This has a level cap as high as 15, an absolutely legendary unit among the night elves!

When everyone was in shock and confusion, a tall figure with a blood-red crown on its head and a black cloak, majestic and majestic like a mountain, and like the rising sun at noon, could not be looked directly at, slowly floated over.

His face was too young, but his aura was calm and intimidating, and his every move exuded a heart-trembling sense of oppression.

That was the unique aura of the superiors. In his eyes, they seemed as weak as ants.

Before he could speak, a coercion as vast as the stars flowing in the sky and surging as the waves swept over him.

Like a boulder hitting his chest.

My breath is trembling, my soul is crying.

That terrifying aura made them feel the same aura and the same power as the god they believed in!

God? ! !

His eyes were full of fear and panic.

"Surrender or destruction?"

The faint voice, word for word, shook their hearts and made thousands of waves.

The terrifying pressure increased tenfold at this moment.

They can even feel that their souls are creaking and may collapse at any time.

Among the night hunters, Ishani drove the swamp giant-antlered deer to step out and stare at the people in front of her.

"Life is the most precious thing, there is no need to give up survival for illusory things"

"Have you seen the people in front of you? They are all night hunters, night hunters with powerful and terrifying power!!"

"And these are all given by my god!"

"Kneel down and surrender, and all of you will receive the gift of my god and become new night hunters!"

"Kneel down!"

These words immediately hit the hearts of the night elves, and they all became shaken.

Before they could respond, the terrifying pressure around them exploded again, transforming into an unstoppable arrow that penetrated directly into their minds.

It left traces in the soul.

The next second, the fear in the night elf's eyes turned into confusion and helplessness. Then he looked at the majestic figure in the sky, and gradually felt kindness and admiration.

Without strong resistance, these level 10 night elves were all easily enslaved.

Lear made some calculations, and including the injured, the total number of these night elves was still 15 squadrons! !

1,500 people! !

His eyes immediately became excited.

This experience is not in vain!

As long as they are transformed into night hunters, the power in his hands will be enhanced again!

And it doubles the long-range power.

The army on hand suddenly became more abundant.

After coming back to his senses, Lear also felt a little emotional.

Fortunately, he became a god. If he didn't control this power, it would be difficult to survive and thrive in such a terrifying wilderness.

He could now understand the surprise and disbelief of the other pioneer lords when they first chose the Silt Swamp.

After calming down, he immediately asked the army to collect the corpses and count the loot.

After spending about twenty minutes, Ishani compiled the information and reported to him one by one.

"Your Majesty, all those escaping harpies have been killed and their bodies have been collected."

"Except for the choice of the night elf god who the big devil said escaped, all the enemies were killed!"

"On the battlefield, we collected more than 1,600 intact long swords used by drow elves. All of them are 2-star grade. They are attached with unique magic and are very sharp."

"Elven longbows of the Chant Clan - more than 2,300, 1-star quality."

"In addition, there are 60 3-star Elf heavy ballistae that have not been destroyed."

“This time the harvest was quite fruitful.”

He paused for a moment and glanced at the busy battlefield not far away before continuing.

"In this battle, we lost 16 squads of cold-blooded cavalry."

"The weapons left behind have all been recovered, and the heavy rock armor was all broken and can no longer be repaired."

"In addition, the armor of the remaining cold-blooded cavalry was damaged, and more than 4 squadrons were close to being broken."

"The night hunters injured more than two hundred people, but no one was killed."

The sacrifices of 16 squads were absolutely negligible in this war against tens of thousands of enemies.

But from the perspective of Weilu City, this is a rare and huge loss.

As for the damage to the armor, it is not a big deal. As long as enough time is given, the heavy armor can be repaired automatically.

Lear nodded.

"Bring the fallen warriors back to the territory and bury them in the Tomb of Heroes. At the same time, record this war in the Hall of Heroes to remember these dead heroes."

"As you wish."

After Ishani answered, her eyes were a little dazed.

After being killed in battle, his deeds are remembered in the Hall of Valor for future generations to admire. This is an honor that is rarely seen in the underground world.

Although I have experienced it several times, every time I see my comrades being buried in graves and enjoying hero treatment.

I still felt sincerely happy inside.

They have not been forgotten.

At least she knew that one day, she would become a legend who would be admired after she fell on the battlefield.

This is a great relief for soldiers who have long been mentally prepared to die on the battlefield.

This seemingly inconspicuous system was quietly changing her attitude and that of all night elves.

Even the entire territory is different because of it.

At this point, the war came to an end with the perfect victory of Weilu City.

Profit from the war - mainly 15 squadrons of night elves.

Transform them into night hunters, and the long-range power in their hands will skyrocket.

Moreover, the Night Hunters are not only a long-range unit, they are equally ferocious in melee combat. But with the cold-blooded cavalry in front, there was no need for them to charge.

In addition, the massive corpses obtained in the war have become the energy of the Scarlet Carrion Land.

Another wave of small profits.

The harvests such as weapons and equipment are not impressive.

In comparison, the equipment manufactured by Weilu City is more powerful - the war just now has tested it.

The price paid was 16 squads of cold-blooded cavalry plus the armor they wore.

Their enemy was the coalition of night elves and drow, and there were two gods behind them. It was a miracle that they only suffered this few casualties.

In addition, after this stronghold was pushed back twice, another hidden threat was eliminated.

The security of Weilu City has been improved.

In this unpredictable situation, any source of danger may become a trigger.

The less, the more peace of mind.

While thinking, he looked towards the open underground passage.

We cannot allow it to be so open, we still need to strictly regulate it.

While thinking, he turned to look at the big demons on the side and pointed at one of them.

"You return to the territory, bring 3 vine fairies over, and build a fortress at the entrance."

On the other side of the underground passage, there is magma charcoal needed for the blacksmith shop, which needs to be mined.

Building a fortress not only protects the safety of the surface, but also provides a safe backing for entering the underground in the future.

"Yes!"

The big devil responded and immediately flapped his wings and left.

Not long after, it came galloping back again.

The little guy, about the size of three fists, was looking at the big devil with some dissatisfaction.

Only after seeing Li Er did he smile again.

After Lear arranged for the vine fairies to build the fortress, he left an army alone to guard it.

Only then did the rest of the people return to their territory.

In the next few days, Weilu City temporarily entered peace.

The fortress in the underground passage is being constructed very quickly and is expected to be completed in another five days. By then, only three or five squadrons of soldiers will be required to garrison and firmly control the passage.

Various other projects are also developing rapidly.

However, although Weilu City has gained time to develop, the surrounding area has not been able to calm down.

News came from the Yeying clan that the tauren who attacked their dungeon had found another exit and had begun to mobilize their army to build a territory in the wilderness.

Judging from his appearance, it was obvious that he was serious.

The number of hard workers it sent to the surface exceeded 50,000, and the number of troops also reached 30,000.

Its leader, the Tauren Chief, has a level as high as 18!

This is a force that the Yeying clan cannot deal with at all.

They had no choice but to shrink and hide in the dense forest of spider webs, relying on their geographical advantages to deal with the enemy.

Fortunately, the dungeon tauren were focused on building the city at the moment and did not attack them.

Otherwise, even if you have a geographical advantage, you will still have to pay a heavy price.

But when this bad news came, there was also good news that surprised Lear.

The remnant soul of the Spider God, which had not been condensed before, had been praying and offering sacrifices continuously during this period, and finally the Spider Banshee heard the response.

A trace of unique power began to appear on the statue of the Spider God.

This is the prelude to the condensation of the remaining souls.

Lear also gave a positive evaluation to the Night Shadow clan and said that he would try his best to help each other.

At the same time, people were sent to bring all the Yeying clan’s ores back to Weilu City

On November 29, something happened on the other side - the barbarian tribe suffered another major blow.

The dark snake man crawled out of the passage for the second time.

This time, the prepared barbarians forced the snake man back again.

But the opponent was too numerous, and more than 3,000 barbarian warriors had been killed in these two battles.

If it continues, even the ferocious barbarian chief who has an ancient soul hidden in his body and can kill demigods after breaking out will be unable to survive.

The entire tribe of barbarians will be wiped out.

The other party asked him for help for the second time.

The two forces that were close to each other near Weilu City were both suffering terribly from the outpouring of life from the underground world.

After getting the news, Lear thought for a long time. After coming to his senses, he directly ordered two thousand more ogres to be sent from the Broken Star Plane.

The ogres that had been transformed into believers were directly charged into the blacksmith shop to produce equipment.

A large-scale war is imminent, and armament expansion is imminent.

In addition, the alchemy workshop has also begun to increase investment in alchemy activated armor.

On the afternoon of the 29th, in the busy territory, Lear came to inspect the alchemy workshop that was in production.

Although the blacksmith shop undertakes the main equipment task, the equipment it produces are all traditional armor and weapons.

It cannot be suitable for all types of troops.

The alchemy workshop is different. It has gained the knowledge of the ancient goblins and produced alchemical activated armor with a wider range of effects.

It is an excellent way to improve the combat effectiveness of the army in a short period of time.

Seeing Lear's arrival, the busy crowd immediately stopped what they were doing, and everyone raised their chests and saluted him with fanatical eyes.

His posture was extremely humble.

"Your Majesty, I say hello to you."

"Good day, your great majesty, may the swamp be eternal!"

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Since the church was built, residents' greetings have changed to believers praying to the gods.

Full of enthusiasm and respect.

And being able to see the God they believe in every day is not a blessing.

Lear nodded slightly and let them continue working.

At the same time, someone was sent to summon the ancient goblin god.

After two rounds of inspection, the ancient goblin god who controlled the metal body arrived quietly.

Lear's mind moved slightly, and after blocking the voices of the two people, he asked in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty Azaro, the changes in the underground world have become more and more serious. Can you detect what went wrong?"

After wiping out the coalition forces of the Chant clan, he had an in-depth conversation with the ancient goblin god.

But no results were obtained. There was too little information and it was impossible to judge.

But the situation obviously will not stop because of their doubts, and the trend remains the same these days.

Many of the troops patrolling around the swamp discovered traces of underground life.

It is obvious that not only a few forces are heading to the surface, but more beings have also taken action.

The ancient goblin god spoke solemnly.

"Even Rose has already taken action, and the danger that could not be unleashed may be much more ferocious than what appears on the surface."

"It can be inferred from the urgent posture of these forces that the gods have no confidence to survive this disaster, so they can only flee to the surface."

As he spoke, his tone became deeper.

"There is only one possibility to achieve this effect. Their seal is loose."

they?

Lear was keenly aware of this word and asked with doubts.

"Who are they?"

"Lord Lear, do you know what the underground world used to be?"

"Legend has it that the underground world is used to imprison evil gods, so the underground world is also called a dungeon."

"This is not a legend, this is a fact."

The eyes of the ancient goblin god turned dark.

"In the ancient times when goblin civilization had not yet flourished, not long after the Creator God created the world, the ancient gods had just been suppressed into the abyss."

"The God of Creation fell into weakness, the world suffered a large-scale collapse, and the power of chaos and nothingness eroded again"

"The battle between the Creation God and the Ancient God caused a lot of confusion and broken rules. The above divine power, divine personality and divine blood are everywhere."

"After these powers were eroded by Chaos, they strangely formed a monster that cannot be killed - the evil god!"

"The weak God of Creation cannot kill these terrible monsters who possess a part of his power."

"As a last resort, the supreme being created the underground world to serve as a prison to imprison them."

"The life in the dungeon is actually hatched and born under the power of the escaped gods."

"Maybe they also noticed something and wanted to break free from the seal."

"Some time ago, the power of the ancient gods appeared."

"This can explain why the life in the underground world rushes to the surface so crazily."

"Once the evil deity escapes, the entire underground life will collapse and shatter. This will be a world-destroying disaster."

When Lear heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Ancient gods, evil spirits?

These ancient secrets are so damn cruel.

Moreover, this is not false. Kalanis, a fierce being who controls a part of the tyrannical power, has the blood of the ancient gods flowing in her body!

If the ancient goblin god's guess comes true, then the current changes may only be the beginning.

The dangers we will face next are ten times and a hundred times more ferocious. (End of Chapter)

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