Chapter 145 145. Taming the sandworm, the final puzzle of Roxy
“It needs to be opened carefully...it doesn’t feel like something normal.”
Kloya muttered and chose Receive this gift.
After getting it, I found that there were actually more than a dozen giant purple-red flowers that were as tall as a person, with huge mouths and sharp teeth, and earth-yellow sandworms that were as thick as arms and thirty or forty centimeters long. .
Although the former image is infinitely close to the piranha image in the game I saw in my previous life, it is much more terrifying than that one.
Look at the layers of teeth that look like drops of blood in its big mouth. It exudes a fishy smell and makes people feel quite uncomfortable.
In comparison, those earth-yellow bugs scurrying around seem to be quite pleasing to the eye.
"It seems that it really requires artistic processing. It would be really scary if it were actually held in front of you."
He threw out a few magic prisons to make these guys calm down and took a look. Introduction provided by Lord Gray Sand:
“The Ogre Flower likes to eat all kinds of meat and can produce blood demon crystals...
Wind-eroded sandworms can devour all rocks and favorite minerals and turn them into sand. ”
After reading the introduction, his eyes lit up.
This sandworm is pretty good.
Almost instantly, he thought of how to use these sandworms.
He is currently struggling with the difficulty of mining the magma rocks on the seabed. It will be very troublesome and slow to rely solely on manpower.
If these sandworms can bite open the rock minerals, it will be awesome. It just saves a lot of energy.
The ability of demonic insects is stronger than that of humans, right?
He also plans to dig deeper under the sea to see if he can. Discover more mineral deposits and veins.
As for these ogre flowers...
He thought about it and just took them with him.
He has never seen what the blood demon crystal is. When he gets to the bottom of the sea, he can feed it some blood grass fungi and see what happens.
......
Soon, he came to the underwater ranch.
Of course the first place to come is the place where seabed minerals are mined.
He did not show up, standing aside and watching——
There were shirtless miners holding magic mining picks made of holy white iron and hoeing the magma again and again. Next to them There are also people using frames to carry up the broken magma rock and mined ore in baskets.
The gray demon ants lay on the shoulders of the miners. Whenever they walked to a location with ore, the gray demon ants would touch them with their tentacles.
The humans and the demonic insects work very well together.
The mining speed is also quite fast.
And because this is the bottom of the sea and close to a volcanic community, the fire magic transformed by the magic crystal method inevitably overflows into the bubbles of the air coral.
So it can be said to be quite warm.
So they are almost all rushing here to mine ores. After all, most of the people who survived had some strength and didn't have to be exposed to the cold outside. Even if they were a little tired, at least their bodies were comfortable.
When Croya came here, the Golden Butterflies and the Myconids had already gathered around them. I don’t know what they were happy about, but they just followed Croya in circles.
"You guys are really making a fuss." He helplessly calmed them down one by one.
Then he glanced at the mine, and suddenly saw a familiar person inside, that was... the tortured person.
That is, the man named Ott who was the first to offer his allegiance to him.
At this time, the victim's upper body was also naked, leaving his wounds that stretched like a rift valley exposed, his muscles bulged high, and he was fucked passionately.
I have lost all the restraint and caution I had when I first came here. I will also make some little jokes loudly with other miners that can make people laugh. It seems that I have completely integrated into it.
“Well, you’re actually exposed like this, aren’t you afraid that people will see you?”
Cloya curiously waved to the knight apprentice beside him who was maintaining order just in case: “He How long have you been working here?”
The knight apprentice who was called by him bowed respectfully and replied: "It's been four or five days."
"What about the others?" He found that he said he didn't care about them, but he really didn't worry too much about them.
After all, there are Mu Yaoqu Vine King and so many loyal men. If anything happens, they will definitely come to inform him.
Little things will definitely not bother him.
"A few people are milking and combing the sheep over there, and the others...I don't know." The knight apprentice replied.
"Okay, you can continue to stand guard." Croya also knew that this guy didn't know much, so he waved him back.
"Yes!" The knight apprentice immediately ran back, standing even more upright than before, like a poplar tree.
Cloya walked directly into the mine.
“Master Mage!”
“Master Mage, you are here!”
After people noticed his arrival, they immediately saluted with respect. In their opinion, the good life they were able to live now was all given by Cloya.
And the most important thing is... you can really see your gains.
It is different from the illusory things promised by those churches.
Every piece of ore, every work...
There are harvests visible to the naked eye, and more money and materials can be earned for the family. This feeling of gradually accumulating is Their favorite.
Everyone will have the desire to be needed. In their opinion, they will have a full sense of accomplishment by using their own hands to build Hanjiao Island better.
"Good job." Croya casually waved a halo of holy light as usual, replenishing their energy and physical strength.
Ott was not given any special treatment, just like everyone else.
Then he took out the wind-eroded sandworms and placed them on top of the magma rocks. These wind-eroded sandworms come from gray deserts. They originally like hot environments, and they are even more fond of rocks such as magma rocks that contain fire magic.
As soon as it was put up, they couldn't wait to drill down.
I saw that their mouths were like drill bits, spitting out some pale white liquid as they drilled, and the magma rock that was extra hard because of the magic was melted away.
While drilling inside, they gnawed at the softened magma rock and spit it out.
The magma rock processed in this way will become like fine gray-black sand, which accumulates in the hole they dug.
More than a dozen wind-eroded sandworms, in less than ten minutes, burrowed into the bottom of the mine, which was about thirty meters wide, and turned it into a sand pit.
It’s all piled up gray-black sand.
There are also minerals in it such as greystone that they spit out because they are unwilling to eat them.
The miners' eyes widened when they saw this scene.
This... They worked hard to mine for a long time, but it was not as good as just drilling a few times with some magic insects.
After surprise, there is worry. If there are these bugs, will they lose their jobs? Will Croya no longer need them to continue mining ores?
Of course Croya was aware of their psychological changes.
To be honest, the speed at which these wind-eroded sandworms gnawed at the magma rock was indeed a bit beyond his imagination.
But it is still impossible to completely replace human power with insects.
Not only cannot they be replaced, he also needs to add a confinement magic to these bugs to ensure that they can dig wherever they want according to human will.
If they were just allowed to dig randomly, they would definitely dig holes into the earth, and there might even be a risk of collapse.
This kind of demonic insect does not have a high IQ, and the consciousness transmitted by the astral body is also a bit vague, so it must be restrained by people.
He thought for a moment, wondering about the magic.
For these sandworms who don't have much intelligence, he plans to use coercion to force them to submit, otherwise it will be too slow to use guidance.
And to imprint the magic to force them, it will probably be troublesome no matter how you guide them.
Generally speaking, he does not use this method, but the specific situation must be treated on a case-by-case basis, and this method must be used to treat these sandworms.
"You pick up the ore first and leave here."
Immediately, he ordered people to pick up the ore that should be picked up first, and then leave the mine.
Don't let these people know what you are going to do next, otherwise your image of being wise and powerful will be affected.
Waiting for everyone to leave, he then waved his hand.
Three pairs of mage hands immediately stretched out and grabbed all the sandworms, letting them struggle and twist inside no matter how hard they tried to escape.
The mage stared at the sandworms, and the magic music coming from him became low and dangerous - he was conveying a consciousness: If they are unwilling to accept control, they will all die.
It’s that simple.
Adapting to the environment in the face of danger is actually an evolutionary desire for these bugs. When Croya clearly conveyed this meaning, they had no choice but to accept it in order to survive.
"Alive..."
The wind-eroded sandworms uniformly conveyed this awareness.
"That's right."
Cloya began to imprint the magic he chose on them with satisfaction.
[Engraving completed, wind-eroded sandworm (magic chain)]
[This magic insect will grow a long magic chain in the head area. When the chain is pulled hard, it will Make them feel pain. 】
With the prompt that the engraving was completed, a long chain made of earthy yellow magic power immediately grew from the head position of these bugs, about half a meter long.
Draged behind their bodies, it looks particularly strange.
Cloya stretched out his hand and grabbed a chain. With just a slight tug, the wind-eroded sandworm made a painful sound of "chichichi".
Then he followed Croya's instructions obediently. As long as he felt that the other party was going the wrong way, he would pull gently and the wind-eroded sandworm would obediently change direction.
Like an old scalper with a nose ring.
“Yes, this is not bad.”
Croya nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly felt something. He stared at the wind-eroded sandworm thoughtfully - the voice of resentment and disgust could actually speed up the progress of his second chapter.
“Isn’t it necessary to have more than just positive emotions?”
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a very special sound coming from the distance.
The sound of music changes from painful to peaceful, with a deep sense of reluctance and dependence on the human world.
Without a doubt.
That is... the music of death.
"...This is a very familiar magic wave, who died?"
Cloya frowned, the second chapter of the Orange Song in his mind was unfolding in an astonishing way speed changes.
The music of death was also integrated into Croya's second chapter. The entire second chapter seemed to be alive in an instant, beating at once.
Countless notes are flying.
Lights of various colors flickered inside the mine.
The countless magical sounds that Croya absorbed spread outward as they beat, instantly forming a huge, solemn and grand sound that could accommodate all sounds...
Symphony.
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