Chapter 8 Centralized Ethnic Groups
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Like any normal dragon, Lysatos liked to nap in a treasure pile of gold, gems, and crystals, burying himself when he was bored, or grabbing a handful of gold coins to listen to the tinkling of gold coins leaking through his claws. But he is also a mage, rational and order-oriented. Mix up your wealth like any other uneducated dragon, and end up with a bed of metal ore, and the artistic value of many treasures will be destroyed.
So behind and on both sides of Lezatos are transparent display shelves composed of force field energy, and all the things that are easily crushed are hung in a row. Lezatos can grab and play with it as he pleases, then throw it back, and the Invisible Servants roaming around the treasure pile will put the thing back in its place.
As Hora followed Vlamir through the portal into the half-dimensional dragon's lair, the light reflected from the treasure and the golden dragon scales nearly dazzled his eyes. Even unicorns, who never cared about gold and silver, were shocked by Lesatos's collection.
There are so many magic weapons, armor, costumes, paintings, sculptures...... You can't see the end at a glance. The male cologne was also 7 meters tall on his stomach, but Lezatos easily buried most of his body under the treasure pile, which was long and wide enough for several unicorns to run a short race.
Lezatos struggled out of the pile of treasure, black pearls and platinum coins tumbling to the ground.
"Well done, Vlamy. The dragon's servant accepted the compliment with joy, but said nothing. As an alchemy creature created by the Flame Mage, the Eye and the dragon enjoy a permanent psychic connection, and what Vlamir saw and heard in the green capital, Lesatos knew everything.
"And you, Hora, this is the end of your hundred-year-old contract. ā
"Yes, Flame Mage. Hora carefully found a place to settle in the treasure pile, "Since the collapse of the Great Father of Oaks, the Kingdom of God and the collapse of the Temple of Nature, you have blessed our people for hundreds of years, although there are some methods that I do not agree with, but I still want to thank you for traveling to several planes in search of habitats." ā
"You pay the money, and I fulfill the contract. Alright, come with me to the Seal to free your people. Lesatos flapped his wings and flew out of the riches-laden bedroom, and Hora galloped out.
"Although there are some methods that I don't agree with," Vlamir was left in the dragon's lair, and he learned Hora's words in a strange way, "Picky fellow, I hope that the master will not do business with these spiritual cleaners of the good camp in the future, and waste my saliva." ā
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The place where Resatos was located was a half-plane that belonged to him alone. The Golden Dragon has been running it for 500 years, and it has grown from a small thing that was filled with smoke, lava, and can't even fit a human into it, to a large thing that is now 5oo kilometers in diameter. The half-plane is absorbing the free energy of the astral plane all the time, slowly expanding the boundary area.
There is no sun, moon or stars in the sky, and the light is scattered by the positive energy singularity at the top of the half-plane. The proportion of earth elements is slightly higher, so the half-plane is dominated by 6 lands, with only two rivers and a small lake. Hora ran on the main road of the half-plane, and to his left was the five-square-kilometer Arcane Garden, where hundreds of magical plants from the Heavenly Realm, Hell, Abyss, and Nature's Temple enjoyed a carefully blended environment of earth, water, and positive energy. It only takes one-sixth of the normal growth cycle for the plant to mature, and then it is sent to the real yĆ n chamber to be prepared into various potions.
The vast plains are naturally not only arcane gardens, but also wheat, rice, vegetables, and fruits. Although it doesn't cost as much energy as the Arcane Garden, it can be harvested every two months, and the rest is stored except for the huge amount of food that supplies the dragon.
The plains are tended by the Construct Golem, equipped with a spider-like knuckle, scythe, and two arms of clips. A large construct that had been activated by the [Construct Activation] to coordinate the planting and harvesting of all plants, saw Lezatos flying by, and hurriedly bowed its head and saluted.
To the right of Hora are undulating hills, and although they are all low in height to the plane, they are half-dimensional earth elemental singularities, mostly hard and stony mountains. When Lezatos constructed the hill, he mixed other elements of the earth element. After hundreds of years of development and accumulation, 3 iron ores, 5 copper mines, 1 silver ore, 2 gold mines, 1 pure gold ore, 1 tin ore mixed with precious trace elements, and 1o veins of various gems and crystals have been formed under the hills. What veins are formed is completely random, and Lesatos has no control over it.
The minerals are mined by a group of half-earth dwarves and a handful of Thor Stone. These dwarfs with stony, mottled skin are even more greedy for gem crystals than dragons. Lesatos paid one percent of the ore mined, and the half-earth elemental dwarves willingly signed a permanent employment contract, trapped in a small half-plane for the rest of their lives. Food, ale, and mining tools were provided, and the dwarves could stay in the pit with their hammers and chisels until they died of old age.
Hora turned her head unhappily, in any case, it was also a form of servitude, and the unicorn's morality was hard to accept. He sped up to his destination.
Lezatos folded his wings, his body swooped in a streamlined pattern, and before he hit the ground, he slammed his wings into the air and landed safely in front of a massive domed building.
The sealing room was originally a place for the caster to conduct covert actions and conversations, so the outer walls were densely packed with anti-detection circles visible to the naked eye. But now it is used to preserve the dormant unicorn race.
As Resatos and Hora stepped inside, they could see nearly a thousand unicorns floating in the air, shrouded in intricate magical aura. Their souls are sleeping, ** at rest, only in this way can the golden dragon run around the universe with a large group of unicorns, and the small half-plane cannot provide them with food and shelter.
The obscure dragon language echoed through the building, and a large amount of natural energy began to pour into the sleeper's body according to the plan. The foal was the first to wake up, and its red pupils were full of mist and were sent to the ground. His mother also landed, but her hooves were limp, and she began to vomit at once, and soon the sound of vomiting became one.
Lesatos received Hora's anxious inquiring eyes, and comforted: "The incongruity of the soul and ** is dizzy and nauseous, and it has been sleeping for hundreds of years only this side effect is already good. The dragon stretched out its right paw and released the second-level divine skill [Calm the Mind]. With the aura of positive energy swept by, the unicorns gradually regained their mobility.
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On the beach where the dragons and elves first came into contact, the stone walls lit up, and Lysatos and Hora were the first to step out of the light curtain, followed by a stream of unicorns.
The fiery red-eyed little unicorn was only 1 year old when he left the Temple of Nature, and he cautiously observed the strange land.
The little unicorn probed a large hibiscus orchid, and the tender yellow stamens exuded a sweet scent, which looked very delicious. Take two steps forward, take a step back, and kick a pebble past. Approaching cautiously, he didn't know that Sarafur didn't have a lot of living plants like the Temple of Nature, and could shoot seed ammunition or wield a vine whip or something.
Just as the little unicorn was about to stuff the delicacy into his mouth, his butt hurt and he jumped up in fright. The other female ran away smiling, and the two cubs engaged in a fierce chase, and for a moment the waves of the valley were filled with the joy of a new life.
Adult unicorns stroll in pairs, stretching their bodies that have been stiff for centuries. Older people pay more attention to the essence of their new home, using a high degree of perception to explore the natural power of the Tia forest, the growth of trees, the quality of the river, and so on.
Lezatos slowed down, keeping pace with Hora, and the approaching unicorns curtsied to their helper.
"Hora, have you thought about your plans for the future?"
"Now that we have formed an alliance with the elves of this land, the way of life of the escapist should change. I looked around the Green Capital last night, and on the other side of the city, there was a nice woodland at the other end of Shattered Star Lake, with scattered clearings and swamps, and it was safe from the elves. ā
"I'm afraid it's not just the way we live that needs to change. ā
Hora turned to look at the dragon, "Speak up, Flame Mage. Your wisdom is very helpful for the survival of our people. ā
"The question is whether it's 'your' or 'your'. From a biological point of view, a species with only 1ooo numbers can easily become extinct. If you don't change the unicorn's social form, the premature mortality rate and inbreeding will soon ruin you. ā
Hora looked down and thought that unicorns were scattered creatures, usually less than 1o in a group, and there were also solitary outliers. These thousand unicorns are hundreds of groups that only gather briefly during the breeding season and their festivals. Foals are vulnerable to death in unhealthy environments such as food scarcity and disease, and there are humans outside the forest......
"I see, from now on there will be no more white-maned tribes and other tribal names, only the Unicorn Alliance, and any insurgency will be punished by me. ā
"Decisive decision. ā
"I still have some questions to ask. The energy of this material plane is strange, not scarce but the flow is lazy. ā
"That's true. Sarafur's location in the Torreel universe was too remote, and the omnipresent web of the goddess of magic, Mystra, had slipped through the backwoods. Although it is a low demon plane, it should have produced a shamanic culture, and a small number of people with energy affinity and physique can use natural power, but they can't talk about control. ā
"Like the princess? She made me feel like the druid of Sivannas, and the whole forest was watching over her. ā
This is true, but unfortunately there is a lack of teaching. ā
Hora paused, and then asked, "What about the gods?" The Tia elves have their own gods, but they are surprised to see me use healing spells, is that a false god?"
"No, it's the true God. The priesthood of the Lord of Rituals should have two priesthoods: [Traditional] and [Noble], but for some reason He did not give believers divine magic. Lesatos stopped and looked at Hora sternly. "I would like to warn you that there are contradictions within the elves, and in the near future, you may have to choose a faction to join. ā
"Interfering in the internal affairs and beliefs of other peoples is not the act of a unicorn. ā
I'm afraid it's not your turn to decide, Lesatos thought to himself.