CHAPTER XIII
By the time Grand Duke Morse received news of Garamanda's death, three days had passed since the battle.
The day after Lara took out Garamanda, a reconnaissance team of the Earth Dragon God Department found the devastated battlefield and corpses in one place as they passed by, and they were so frightened that they immediately reported it to their superiors. And after a day of confirmation, although the corpses of the fraudster Garamanda and the other four demigods were not found on the battlefield, it can be seen from the corpses of demons and earth dragons all over the ground, and there is not a single human or Angoran Zerg corpse, Garamanda and they are probably more than lucky.
The high-ranking god who came here to investigate, the strongest demon under the demon Grand Duke Morse, is known as the high-ranking god closest to the main god, and the Doomsday Guardian Lord 'Polluter' Kirpence feels that in addition to Garamanda and the four demigods under him, there are four other divine breaths on this battlefield.
Although there are two divine powers that are still very weak, the other two divine powers are even comparable to him in terms of quality, not to mention the fraudster Garamanda who is not as strong as him?
"Tsk, I'm afraid the old liar is really done this time." Although the relationship with Galamanda is average, they are all high-ranking gods and demons under the Demon Grand Duke, and this time Galamanda's death made Kirpens can't help but feel a trace of sadness.
"It's okay for you to like to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but you were really eaten this time, right? I'll do what Archduke Morse instructs, but don't be like the old liar and hit the iron plate myself. Kerpens looked at his scattered men and shook his head at his adjutant: "Give up this stronghold, let's retreat!" β
"Yes!"
Shortly after receiving a message from Kerpens. Grand Duke Morse also received news of the deaths of Garamanda and the other four demigods from the spies he had planted in the alliance between humans and the Angolan Zerg.
"Damn the Titans!" Although Garamanda was not the best of Grand Duke Morse, she had served him for more than a hundred years. Several of his men were superior to Garamanda in strength, but only Curavier could match him in intelligence.
But for the Cullavier who is prone to muddy sex ~ as soon as Chi comes. Or the conscientious Garamanda can better understand his thoughts.
"Kirpns, Kellarul, Monchi," Grand Duke Morse's anger broke through the sky, knowing that they would be retaliated against when he sent his men to infiltrate the rear of the Human Empire to destroy, but he didn't expect to be unaware for a while, and actually let the Titan God Tie Man, who had recently joined the coalition, put on a strap. Although Garamanda strength is average. But the strength to escape from other high-ranking gods is still there. This time he was killed silently, and Grand Duke Morse thought that the Titan God System must have a main god or those high-ranking gods had taken action!
"The subordinates are here!" X2γ
"Hmm."
Kirpens is the Lord of the Doomsday Guardian and the strongest subordinate of the Demon Grand Duke. Lord of the Doomsday Realm of the Twenty-second Layer of the Abyss.
Koralul, on the other hand, is a three-headed Cerberus, whose previous owner was Demogorgon, who was made into an artifact by Morse, the Staff of Demogorgon. After Moss made many promises, he helped him defeat his previous master, and was later recruited by Moss's promise of the status of King of Cerberus, and his title became 'The Path of the Abyss'. He is the master of the Cerberus World on the thirty-third layer of the Abyss.
Monchi was one of the strangest and most mysterious of Grand Duke Morse's men. He spends his days hiding himself in a wide trench coat. Wearing a hideous metal mask, no demon except the Grand Duke of Morse had ever seen him for what he really was, and no demon had ever heard of him before he joined the Grand Duke of Morse.
But every time the task assigned to him by Grand Duke Morse was completed on time. The most strange thing is that he is not like other subordinates who are loyal to Morse, and sometimes even puts forward opinions that are diametrically opposed to the Grand Duke of Morse, and he also has a lot of respect for Morse, but the Grand Duke of Morse will not be angry about it.
Therefore, in the abyss of war, the eighty-sixth wailing abyss belonging to Meng Qi is the calmest place. Out of fear of Monchi, even the most warlike demon in the abyss is reluctant to pay attention to the wailing abyss.
"Kirpens and Kellarul, you take a group of people to the Earth Dragons to build a giant cross-border portal. Half of the materials and costs are covered by the Earth Dragon God Department. We are in charge of the other half. "On the eighteenth layer of the abyss, Grand Duke Morse, who was sitting on the throne that originally belonged to Demogogen, took out a huge magic scroll from the spatial ring in his hand, waved his hand and suspended it in front of the two high-ranking gods and demons.
"This is the blueprint of the portal, and you will follow this one. Remember that giant cross-border portals must be built in hidden places. I don't want to hear about the portal being destroyed by humans and bugs a few days before it's built! β
"Yes!"
Kirpence and Kellarul glanced at each other, and the Doomsday Guard followed the huge scroll that spread out several meters, and the two bowed respectfully to Morse and slowly withdrew from the palace of the Demon Grand Duke, and went back to select clever and powerful men, who were bound to complete the job.
After the two high-ranking gods left, Moss motioned to all the guards in the hall to go out, and finally only Meng Qi and him stayed in the palace that was hundreds of meters wide, and the captain of the demon guards who left at the end carefully closed the door of the palace.
In the empty hall, Moss, who was eighteen meters tall, slowly stepped down from the throne and said to Monchi, who was still hiding himself under heavy clothing.
"My dear brother Ragnaros, those Titan gods really disappointed me this time, and actually unexpectedly killed one of my high-ranking gods. As the Fire Demon King, who has been hostile to them for hundreds of years and still has the upper hand, don't you have any proposals for me? β
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Winters in Piltover are no different from other cities, with heavy snow and bitter winds.
But if you really compare it to other cities, the average temperature is much lower than other cities because of the more advanced technology and steel buildings everywhere.
But it is precisely because of the development of technology that most homes and companies are equipped with heating. In this kind of snowstorm weather with more than ten degrees below zero. Everyone prefers to stay at home and do the things they love to do.
Of course, there are guys who can't escape from work even in such bad weather conditions. For example, Dr. Doug, who was treating the silver-haired boy in the arms of the anxious red-haired girl in front of him.
Dr. Doug is a yodeler. Yodelers are a humanoid race with an average height of less than one meter, some with fluff and some not.
Although yodelers may not be tall, most of them have brains comparable to those of humans, and are very talented in both learning and research. On the continent of Valoran, at least 1 in 10 magical or technological researchers are yodelers, and half of the yodelers are in the technology industry. The most famous of these was the famous dean of the Pitoverwolf University and the great inventor Heimerdinger.
As a doctor, Mr. Doug, who has been practicing for over forty years, is no different. Mr. Doug was originally a skilled chief physician at the Scottish Private Hospital in Piltover. After retiring at the age of seventy, he turned down invitations from hospitals and wealthy people and returned to the area where he was born, Piltover's southern district, known as the Piltover slum, to open a small clinic.
Born in Piltover Sud, he knew that security was not very good. But most of the people who live here are kind and friendly. When he was a child, he often went to the neighbor's house to eat.
The reason why it is a 'slum' is that most of the residents here are people who have no skills and can only do the lowest manual work in Piltover, or some of the old and sick and disabled. They don't make much money, so they can't afford to pay the high prices of other parts of Piltover, so they have to live in slum houses of average quality, but they don't leak.
It is because of his personal experience that he knows how inconvenient it is for people here to see a doctor. I feel okay with a minor illness. I didn't dare to go to the expensive hospital that scared people to death, so I could only rely on my body to resist; There is no money to treat a serious illness. Many people take risks and step into a road of no return, or lie at home in despair and wait for death. Even some seriously ill elderly people threw themselves into the river to take poison in order not to drag down their children.
Old Doug could read back then, and he went out from here to become a doctor, and made a lot of money in his life. In his later years, he returned to the slum with his wife, who was a senior nurse, to open a caring clinic to make it easier for people who could not afford to see a doctor here.
Minor illnesses are charged three or five coppers, and major illnesses are charged eight or nine silver, and most of the time they lose money to others to see a doctor. Many people living in the slums have known about this caring clinic for more than 20 years, which is almost free of charge. Even some of the thugs who run rampant in the slums will not make a mistake when they see the old Dougs, and no one has ever come to look for trouble near the clinic.
But looking at the anxious red-haired sister who lived next door in front of him and the silver-haired brother who had a high fever and fell into a coma, and his face was abnormally red, even the old Doug, who was used to seeing poor people in this slum, couldn't help but sigh.
Old Doug is over ninety years old this year, not to mention this pair of children, even the parents of this pair of children can be said to have grown up with him.
Like most people in the slums, their families are poor. The father is the lowest construction worker, and the mother suffered from the cold after giving birth to two children respectively, and her heart was already bad, and her health is even worse. I had to stay at home and be a full-time housewife, but from time to time I would sell a few embroidery copies to subsidize the family.
The younger brother of the two siblings is born a little stupid, unlike other children, Ex can only stand at the age of two and can't run at the age of three, since he learned the lingua franca of the Valoran continent at the age of four, he will still say a few words from time to time, "The admiral who doesn't do autumn work is not even as good as a salted fish!" "Africans don't want to smuggle themselves into Europe!" Nonsense like that.
But his parents did not give up because of this, but spent more effort teaching him. Luckily, as an older sister, Vi also takes good care of him, often helping him get rid of those who mock and bully him, many of whom are taller than her, and thus have a lot of fame in the slums.
There are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. Two years ago, the father of the family had an accident on the construction site and fell from a seven-story building with a height of 18 meters and died on the spot.
But fortunately, the boss of their father's construction site still has some conscience, and he paid the family more than a dozen gold coins, looking at the poor pair of orphans, and their parents' funeral expenses also helped. Fortunately, my sister Wei is not young, she has these gold coins in her hand as a foundation, and she has done some small odd jobs, and has received help from the neighbors (mainly the help of old Doug), plus she has a house to live in, and the sister and brother have come over like this in the past two years.
"Vi, don't worry, Ex should just have an ordinary fever. Although the temperature is a little high, there is nothing abnormal in other aspects, and it will disappear immediately after a few injections and some medicine, and it will be fine in a week at most. β
Doug took off the stethoscope next to his ear, took out the thermometer in the little boy's arms and looked at it, turned his head to comfort Wei who was full of anxiety on the side, but looked at Doug's diagnosis and treatment and did not dare to speak to disturb Wei.
"Great, that's great!" As an older sister, Wei went out to work as usual today, and recently she found a job as a cashier, for the sake of her good looks and figure, she has done a good job these days. The boss said that if she can keep it up in the future, he will officially hire her from next month. But she didn't expect that as soon as she got home today, she found that her brother was weak, and his face was flushed on the sofa in the living room, next to the snacks scattered all over the place, so frightened that she picked up her brother and rushed to Grandpa Doug's clinic next door, and even the door of the house was just locked.
"But Grandpa Doug, I turned on the heating at home and put Ax on the sponge couch, how can he still have a fever?" Wei is a little puzzled, although Ex inherited his mother's congenital heart disease and has not been in good shape since he was a child, he will not have a fever in the case of a room temperature of more than 20 degrees and a padded jacket on his body, right?
"I don't know." Doug shook his head slightly, guessing, "Maybe Ex kicked the quilt when he went to bed a few nights ago, or didn't put on his clothes in time when he was playing in the water when he took a shower." His physique has always been poor, and it may not take a few days to attack after suffering from the cold. β
"Yes." Wei nodded thoughtfully. Half a month ago, for the sake of Ex's independence, and at the same time, he blushed and found that Exx had begun to develop, so he tried to let him take a bath and sleep by himself, but now it seems that this decision was wrong. Looking at his younger brother, whose face was flushed, his breathing was short, and he was obviously very uncomfortable, Wei who blamed himself remembered the promotional poster of Piltover 2nd King of Fighters Championship that he saw a few days ago, and silently made a decision in his heart. (To be continued.) )