After learning that they had sent the black-armored Praetorian Guards in their main city, the bigwigs of Sumir City were all excited, but Theodore, as the Great Elder, still gave a ban on everyone, not allowing them to reveal half a word, in order not to startle the snake, so as not to cause the dungeon to be alerted.

This is naturally clear to everyone.

"And." The old man in front looked at Theodore, frowned, and said, "Great Elder, the nephew of a relative I told you about last time died in the PUBG project here. In fact, the decaying ghost was the son of Count Claes, the 'barbarian' general of the Duchy of Doras, and after learning that the kid had hung up, the Count had activated the teleportation array overnight. ”

As soon as these words were spoken, the fat people present were first surprised, and then all fell silent.

What to do? The subject came to the door, and what would he think if the grumpy savage knew that his son had been killed by the object of the bets of all of you?

"We're just betting, who knows that the rotten ghost is his son."

"yes, at least we made a lot of money in that game."

Listening to the voices of several other people who kept echoing, Theodore, as the Great Elder, sat there silently.

There was an alliance between the city of Sumir and the Duchy of Doras, which can be described as an idiom: embarrassment

And the city-state of Ogris, which is a close match with them but has no alliance agreement, if it learns that Sumir and Doras are in conflict, the bastards will definitely take advantage of the fire in the middle!

Everyone is a villain, and they know very well what virtues each other have.

"When will the barbarians arrive?" Theodore asked, raising his eyelids.

"I've reached the old fat man." A voice full of rough ore sounded, and then a middle-aged man wearing dark golden wyvern armor came in, he had two eyes that glowed with cold light, and when he arrived in the room, he directly glanced at all the fat people present, his attitude was extremely arrogant, and he didn't give them any face at all.

Although Sumir and Doras are nominally allies, they should be said to be rivals, but they are just two companies cooperating with each other for better hunting.

However, due to the relationship between the many cavalry of Doras, it is far superior to Sumir in terms of national strength, which is also why after the fat men saw him, although they had opinions on this guy's rudeness, no one said anything, and they all looked down at the computer and looked at their mobile phones.

"What are your plans?" Theodore didn't say anything about the middle-aged man's rude behavior, after all, the guy in front of him was the hottest barbarian in the Duchy of Doras, and it was a complete waste of time to reason with him.

The Earl stared at Theodore and sneered, "I don't know what you fat men were doing at the time, but my son's revenge must be avenged!" ”

When Osido heard this, he still drooped his eyelids, panting, leaning heavily on the sofa, and said with a nonchalant attitude: "What are you going to report?" For the record, our crows are dead, the night owls are gone last night, and the water in this dungeon is deep. ”

"So what?!" The middle-aged earl waved his hand like a fly, and said loudly, "Lao Tzu brought the killer group over this time, and he definitely wants to make every untouchable here pay for his blood debts!" ”

Are you planning to create terror here?

The fat men were a little surprised, and they all turned their heads to look at the Great Elder in the middle: Shouldn't we stop this madman from messing around? The Black-Armored Praetorian Guard is still on their way, and before they arrive, if they let this madman mess around, they will definitely make the dungeon more vigilant!

Theodore frowned and hesitated, and just about to say something, the Count interrupted coldly: "I don't know what you have in mind, but now I advise you to cooperate with me and share with me the information you have discovered here in the past few days, otherwise it will ......"

This is already a threat, but the fat people don't care, because they know that the guy in front of them is just playing tricks, and he doesn't have the courage to touch them.

Count Claes's status in the Duchy is second to none, but no matter how much he tosses, he still has to obey the orders of the lord.

Theodore pondered for a long time, and finally in line with the principle that more is better than less, he sighed and said, "Okay, after you know the situation here, quickly disappear for me, and don't bother me again in the future." ”

"Humph!"

Count Claes looked at them with his arms crossed, and if he could, he really wanted to slaughter all the pigs' heads one by one.

However, he also knew that once he did this, then his entire family would not be able to live, because the Duke of Doras had a good personal relationship with the old fat man in front of him, so he could not be moved.

When Count Claes got all the information about the dungeon from the fat people, he immediately turned around and left satisfied, what he had to do now was to let the killer group bathe a club first, which could be regarded as giving the lord here a dismount!

"Humph! White Dragon Lord, right?! Wait and see! There's nothing my Bloodshed Killers can't do! ”

The next day at noon, he saw his killer group being bloodied in the PUBG amusement.....

..............

Lott looked at the picture of the fat man and the barbarian count on the tablet, looked up and commanded the artificial intelligence, telling it to drag all the killers to the seventh district to play peek-a-boo with another group of assassination organizations lurking in.

At present, more and more spies from all sides have come to the city, and the three scarabs have taken 1,500 death knights and 70 sorcerers away.

There are still 1,500 Deathriders and 20 Sorcerers in the city.

It's time to increase the number of people.

Thinking of this, Lott turned his head to look at the goblin next to him and asked:

"How much energy do you need to develop flying saucers?"

"Back to my lord, for the sake of insurance, please give us 5 million." Wix replied.

The R&D cost of the scarab beetle actually only used more than 4 million, after the finished product came out, the unit price of one can be made as long as 500,000, plus the ammunition supply cost, a total of 1 million before and after, and three units are 3 million, which is deducted from the 7 million R&D funds consumed.

And if the flying saucer is finished, the cost should be a little smaller.

Lott glanced up at the energy reservoir, which now reads 7.1 million.

Take 5 million as funds, and the remaining 2.1 million will be used to add 2,000 dead riders and 110 sorcerers.

The energy is all gone, which means that there are now 3,500 Deadriders and 110 Sorcerers in the city, and 1,500 Deadriders and Sorcerers on the expedition are 70 respectively.

"If you can, I'd like you to get me the flying saucer right now."

Lott frowned and looked at the large holographic screen in front of him, which showed that the Black Samurai began to ask for directions with a howitzer after finding the direction of the sea......

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