"Humph! These elves have the ability to resurrect, don't you still understand why? In this world, who is the great being who can give living beings the ability to resurrect?! ”

"It's the Great Death!"

"No matter what kind of existence Eve, the goddess of life that these elves believe in, it must have a great relationship with the crown we believe in!"

"This request for help was designated by the oracle of the goddess, although we were put on a table by the elves, but the contract is real, and it is blessed by the goddess!"

"In this case, to break the contract is to break the oracle of the goddess!"

Looking at Doruru, who was holding his head in embarrassment, the old chief's voice hated that iron could not become steel.

He gasped for a moment, and then said angrily:

"And...... Do you want to go against it? Did you ask those elves if they agreed or not? ”

"These elves certainly have shortcomings, but their combat effectiveness is real, have you ever wondered what provoking them will bring to the city-state in the current situation?"

"That's 20,000 elves who will keep coming to life! Although we don't know what the price they will pay for resurrection, and how many times they will be able to resurrect them, in the face of them, our dungeon with a population of only 50,000 cannot afford it at all! ”

"We are already under attack by the Dark Alliance, and if we turn our faces against our allies at this moment, do you think that the lifespan of our city-state is too long?!"

The old chief roared angrily, and the spit star sprayed Doruru's head and face, but the latter didn't dare to refute at all.

As if tired of speaking, the old chief shuddered and stopped, panting heavily.

Seeing this, Doruru hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively:

"That'...... How do we do that? ”

Looking at the other party's appearance, the chief's eyes became more and more disappointed:

"Hey......"

"It was my dereliction of duty not to educate you well, and it was a serious mistake to make you the next chief."

"You're far worse than Bryn in Blade City, and if you're still so stupid, how can I trust the city-state to you? You simply don't have the qualifications and ability to be the Chief......"

"It looks like I need to reconsider my successor."

Listening to the Chief's words, Doruru's face turned pale and his head lowered even deeper.

The Chief sighed deeply and shook his head:

"I've already told the treasurer, and the promise I've made is still the same, but the new elves can only get one set of equipment."

"That's what Blade City does, too."

After speaking, he glanced at Doruru, and his voice was a little depressed:

"You...... Let's go down. ”

When Doruru heard this, he bit his lip.

He took a deep breath, bowed slightly to his chief grandfather, and turned to leave......

And after Doruru left the Chief's mansion, his face instantly turned gloomy.

He returned to his home, angrily drawing his dagger and smashing all the furniture in sight, while roaring angrily:

"Am I stupid? What's wrong with my thoughts? Aren't I also for the city-state?! ”

"If you suffer a loss, should you endure it?! This is the underworld, this is the Silent Alliance, and it's not the surface! ”

"What about the resurrection? The gods of death can only be resurrected a few times, can those elves still be resurrected indefinitely? Afraid of what they do?! Turn off the teleportation array, they can't come at all! ”

Doruru roared as he smashed everything in the room to pieces, scaring the servants into hiding far away.

And he looked hideous, like a mad monster.

"Death's protection? What about the Grim Reaper? Isn't it under siege from the Lord of Darkness? ”

"Humph! Old stuff...... They even want to cancel my succession! Compare that damn Brin to me! ”

"I knew it! He will always have only his excellent disciple in his heart, and he will never have my grandson! ”

"Humph! Since you're going to do this to me, don't blame me......"

As if he had made up his mind, Doruru gradually calmed down.

It's just that at this moment, his expression has become very terrifying.

He threw away the dagger in his hand, put on his comical human aristocratic robes, and left the house alone.

He walked to the streets of the city-state of Shanatal, followed the winding road to the business district of the city, and finally came to the gray area of chaos, found a nondescript tavern and walked in.

There were few customers in the tavern, and when Doruru entered, he made his way to the corner of the tavern and found a figure with a pointed hat.

It was a Dark Dwarf mage.

The other party didn't seem surprised by Doruru's arrival, he smiled slightly, and asked with pity:

"Your Excellency Doruru, how are you thinking about it?"

Doruru narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person deeply:

"I can participate in your plan, but I have one request, after the plan is successful, I must be the joint chief of the two city-states of Shanatar and the City of Blades!"

Hearing his words, the dwarven mage raised his eyebrows slightly, and then chuckled:

"Mr. Doruru, this is not a condition, at most...... We support you as the chief of the city-state of Shanatar. ”

Hearing this, Doruru was not surprised, he snorted lightly, and said:

"Hmph, isn't it the same for you to be the chief? And...... If I were to be the chief, I would naturally vigorously promote the conversion work in the two city-states, so that the citizens could return to the true faith as soon as possible......"

"In addition, I have an important piece of information that I can tell you as a gift first, aren't you curious about the origin of these supporting elves?"

……

The defensive war of the city-state of Shanatar entered the mode of protracted warfare.

And as time went on, the frequency of the Dark Alliance's sieges became less and less, even to the point where one side of the Dark Alliance wondered if the other side wanted to end the war.

However, despite this, the besieging army did not retreat, and still put great pressure on Shanatar.

This also shows that the other side has not given up on the war.

Perhaps for some unknown reason, the Dark Alliance temporarily stopped attacking, and instead chose to be stationed outside the city to maintain the situation of the large army.

Of course, because most of these besieging armies are fallen undead, as long as the commander has enough magic, theoretically, they can last forever.

However, the Dark Alliance side was able to maintain it like this, but the players couldn't stand it.

They came to play games, and they weren't really soldiers, and they defended the city day after day, but they couldn't fight a pain, and they couldn't keep up with the experience gain, which became an ordeal for them.

Many players have given up defending the city after holding on for a few days, choosing to return to the surface or explore other areas of the underworld in order to advance as soon as possible.

There are fewer and fewer players on the walls to defend the walls, but they are still at a relative level, which is kind of a balance created by the constant flow of personnel.

In this regard, the high-level of the city-state of Shanatar also complained about it.

However, considering that the pressure on the city's defense is indeed not great now, and the other party also promised in the agreement that once the war started, they would return to support the defense as soon as possible, so they endured it.

In this case, the war in the underground world gradually evolved from a large-scale mission to a war scene on the underground map......

Engaging in war is no longer the main theme of players coming to the Silent City-State Alliance, but business activities and exploring unknown maps.