The experience of the unbelievers and the alchemy city rising like a comet, and then falling as quickly as a meteor, and finally disappearing into this continent, touched the heart of the little dwarf Lord Modo.

As long as Mo Duo came a few days late, facing the violent cracking of the forces belonging to those men in black, the fifty or so second-tone mages, then in the end, there was only one result, and Aurora would only follow the untrustworthy, and they made an emergency plan before their death, activating the self-destruction device of the entire Alchemy City.

Modo only inquired slightly, and the so-called self-destruct device was startled by the ruthlessness and determination of the unbelievers, who obviously did not want to let the fruits of their years of hard work be cheapened by their own enemies.

Deep underneath the Alchemy City, there is a calm lava vein.

And the unbelievers are not far from the top of the leyline, arranging a super-large magic array, as long as this magic array is detonated, the originally quiet lava leyline will instantly turn into the most vicious devil, and then destroy everything in the alchemy city.

Overall, the ruins of this great alchemy city are not too bad, and now that they are in the hands of the little dwarf, one day they will regain their incomparable brilliance on the mainland, and the name of the Unbeliever will shine on the continent again......

However, His Majesty the little dwarf Tsar, with his compassionate emotions, took the big elevator back to the first floor, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw an extremely discordant scene:

More than 10,000 Slavs sat on the ground in a circle of 100 people, the fire was burning big, and the large pieces of roast horse meat on them were exuding a charming fragrance.

The forces of the men in black still carried more than a thousand war horses, and in the battle just now, the war bear knights who had killed these thousands of war horses were directly cut to death and could not die again.

Although it was stained with a little blood and minced meat of the men in black, after these Slavs cleaned it twice with snow water, it became a big meal in their mouths.

For these natives who have been struggling on the Silian Ice Sheet for a long time, it is a festival to let go of the meat in their bellies, and it is not a problem for the horse meat to be a little rougher.

It's just a few times in a row, in the generosity of His Majesty the Little Dwarf Tsar, the knights who have already had enough of alcohol addiction feel a little empty, as if something extremely important is missing, and the originally delicious roast horse meat seems to have lost some taste.

In particular, the hundred or so guards who had followed the little dwarf for a while were salivating and preaching that their work in the Iron Collar and the wonderful life of the wine pipe were attracting more and more wine worms in their stomachs, and they were constantly writhing and restless.

In fact, in the very beginning, these elite warriors who followed Konev to the Iron Collar and acted as the little dwarf's personal guard, although under the repeated explanations of the great shaman, did not reject this matter in their hearts, but that's it.

However, after seeing the little dwarf Modo, a series of brilliant victories, and especially the supply of the Red Star Wardga, they have become the loyal of His Majesty the Tsar, and feel that they can become the little dwarf's personal guard, and really do the most glorious and beautiful work in the world.

After the little dwarf Master Modo stepped out of the elevator, he immediately became furious, and he shouted at these Slavs who were bragging: "You unlucky things, you damn it! You don't wait for ......me to eat meat."

Mixed in the crowd, the little dwarf gobbled up a few large pieces into his stomach, and the amount was only after a few catties of roast horse meat, he called the big shaman over and ordered: "I need to completely fence this place to prevent anyone from prying eyes, and at the same time, I must also ensure that the secrets of this place must not be leaked out." ”

"Your Majesty, this is a bit of a hassle, but it should still be possible, and the Bear Knights who know the situation are the most loyal warriors of all tribes, and they will not tell anyone the secrets of this place as long as they tell them. The great shaman swallowed the large piece of fat in his mouth with great effort, and then replied to the little dwarf.

This one-eyed old man, who is not young, eats meat and has combat power that is not inferior to the young guy in the tribe at all, and is even slightly worse than the humanoid beast Konev.

After pinching his fingers and calculating, the great shaman said the plan in his heart to Modo: "Although the area of this ruin is quite large, as long as it is on the outermost ground, as well as this hall and the four city walls, these three places are well equipped with manpower and defense lines, and you can basically meet the requirements of Your Majesty the Tsar." ”

"It's just that this requires the army to carry out this task is relatively elite, and the current eighteen thousand war bear knights are suitable candidates, but if they are stationed here for a long time, it is estimated that the other twelve chiefs will complain about this, after all, this is the most elite force of their tribe. Then the great shaman expressed his worries.

The little dwarf was also a little embarrassed when he heard this, but after thinking for a while, he simply decided to play big: "Big shaman, look, if you don't let these war bear knights first, just stay there for a few months, after the beginning of spring, or simply build the new city of the war bear tribe here, and I will subsidize all the food that is lacking." ”

"What!" exclaimed the great shaman, but then he thought about it carefully, and there was no problem at all.

The most feared curse here has been proved to be completely gone, and the millions of people who once had no faith live here, and there will be no problem with the necessary fuel and water, and the most troublesome food shortage, after the promise of His Majesty the Little Gnome Tsar, is no longer in their concern at all.

The great shaman finally nodded happily: "Your Majesty the Tsar is no problem, we will do everything according to your orders." ”

Even the little dwarf who solved the problem of secrecy completely let go of his worries and joined the carnival of barbecue horse meat again; even the last bit of alcohol was contributed, according to the calculation of time, the fat dragon Xiaohei should be here soon, and after returning to the steel collar, these alcohols are not a thing at all......

In the end, His Majesty the little dwarf Tsar, who was not in a good mood, had a portion of the horse meat given to the free mercenary captives, and at the same time he also instructed Konev that the lucky ones who had had had a meal at the Grand Ferry would be selected and released.

As for the rest of the captives, there will be more than three years of hard work waiting for them.