Mo Duo, the half mother-in-law who came to see him, naturally did not come empty-handed, not only the rich gifts prepared by the little fox Helena for herself and her former colleagues, but even Mo Duo gave a few gifts, although there were not many things, but they were all good things that money could not buy, just a piece of Mithril with the thickness of a finger made everyone in the Temple of War dumbfounded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

High Priest Tracy looked at the little dwarf with a smile on his face, his face full of love like that of a son-in-law, and it was not until a long time later that he waved his hand to let the people of the Temple of the God of War who were watching the gifts retreat.

"Have you been to the Doge's Palace?" asked High Priest Tracy after a few pleasantries.

Modo nodded, and then asked casually: "I just came from over there, Governor Odo has been in a coma for so long, what is the reason for finding out?" ”

At the beginning, the old werewolf Governor Odo suddenly fell into a coma, and even the chief priest of the Temple of War passed by Black Rock City to check, but still did not find any clue, this has become a strange story in the Orc Empire, Modo only asked by the way at this time, but he didn't expect to get the answer.

"It's not 100% certain, but there's a good chance it's poisoned. High Priest Tracy said solemnly, and seeing Modo's expression of disbelief, she added, "This conclusion is made by the main priest's crown. ”

Hearing this, Mo Duo no longer had any other doubts in his heart, and the conclusion he came to as the chief priest of the War God Temple was naturally eight or nine, and he was still a little curious: "Didn't you even have any clue about the main priest's crown at the beginning?

High Priest Tracy explained, "This is an extremely rare toxin that has not been seen on the continent for at least two thousand years, and His Majesty the Priest has found out the existence of this poison called the Crimson Dream poison from the secret archives of the temple. ”

"The magic of this poison is that after ingesting it, you will fall into a never-ending sleep, and everything is normal for the poisoned person except for this. ”

Then High Priest Tracy went on to say the words that Modo felt extremely cold: "In fact, as long as this poison is identified, the preparation of the antidote is not very difficult, but when the antidote was delivered to me in two days, the old werewolf governor died. ”

Mo Duo couldn't help but slap the table in front of him, and the sturdy solid wood table suddenly fell apart, and he scolded: "There is definitely a big conspiracy in this, and Doret's little white face is definitely not out of it." ”

"What can I do if I know, after all, the Lance family is an old nobleman of the empire, and Dorette is now the official patriarch of the Lance family and a high-ranking nobleman of the empire, even His Majesty Seckert can only suppress him, and he can't be directly arrested and interrogated just based on suspicion. High Priest Tracy smiled wryly.

With a long sigh, Modo could only vent the frustration in his heart like this, to destroy Doret and his men, he and the Iron Leader militia brigade might be able to solve them with just one charge, but this matter can no longer be solved by brute force alone.

Looking at the depressed little dwarf, High Priest Tracy lowered her voice and comforted Modo: "The temple headquarters and the imperial court have already dispatched good hands and secretly formed an investigation team, and they will always catch Doret's clues." ”

"I hope so!" Modo could only say so, and then, accompanied by High Priest Tracy, after enjoying a sumptuous meal, he left Black Rock City directly.

With a depressed mood, Modo hurried towards the area where the brood was located, and it was not until he saw nearly two thousand brand-new barrels from the brood that his mood began to brighten.

With so many barrels wrapped in rust-proof grease, the brood is completely unthinkable, which is completely unimaginable for those barrels that are hand-built in the steel base, and more importantly, these barrels made in the flesh furnace in the belly of the brood are of excellent quality, and they last twice as long as the barrels made by the gray dwarves.

Mo Duo couldn't help but glance at the fat belly of the brood, this size and scale are still not enough! If the scale is ten times and dozens of times larger, and the earth cannon is made when the time comes, then whether it is with the Temple of Light or with the three major races of the underground world, the confidence in his heart will be more sufficient.

After all, the power of the musket is not bad for the warriors below the twelfth level, but for the masters of the twelfth to fifteenth level, it is completely necessary to concentrate the fire to have an effect, if it is replaced by a strong man above the eighteenth level, I am afraid that dozens of shots will not die, as for the legendary powerhouse, this is not a level of weapons at all.

I haven't been here for a few months, and the bad environment around the brood has been devastating, and the ground within a radius of fifty miles has been dug with craters, and countless large holes seem to be on the surface of the moon, without any signs of life.

"Master Modo, two months ago, because all the animals and plants in the surrounding thirty miles were collected, the worker bees needed to go farther away to collect, so in order to deal with the problem of insufficient number of worker bees, I reproduced two hundred collecting worker bees when I could not contact you. The brood devoured the magic cores that Modo kept throwing into his mouth, and at the same time transmitted a message to Modo.

"You're doing a good job. Modo affirmed the Brood's approach and began to have a headache again.

It was still a mistake to choose to plant the seeds of harvest and destruction here, it was safe here, but what he didn't expect was that the demand for animals and plants in the brood was so huge, and now he couldn't think of any way to move the bulky body of the brood.

After the brood is upgraded twice, it is possible to let it grow legs and crawl on its own when choosing the direction of evolution, but the problem arises again, with the huge appetite of the brood, it is undoubtedly the best to migrate it to the highland forest.

However, if the devastating collection of worker bees continues, sooner or later it will come into conflict with the tree of life that controls the small half of the highland forest, and the trouble will undoubtedly be countless times greater than it is now.

Fortunately, the brood is still able to solve the problem of biological resources needed by itself here, and Modo decided to save this problem for later.

After leaving enough steel ingots for the brood again, and pointing out the direction for the promotion of the brood in half a month, Modo rode the fat dragon towards the space-time rift defense line of the highland elf tribe, and the 10,000 elite troops of the Roland Empire had been there for dozens of days, but he had not even been there once.

The brood waited for the fat dragon to fly a hundred miles away, completely disconnected from Modo's psychic connection, and then sent a message to the wilderness.

At one time, more than 200 collector bees flew out of their hiding places, flew over with a goblin corpse in their wide front jaws, threw them into its mouth one by one, and then quickly decomposed into various nutrients.

This was the solution to the lack of biological resources of the brood, and he found a large goblin tribe forty miles away, whose population had been reduced by almost a fifth in two months.

For unknown reasons, the brood kept the secret of his devouring of the corpses of intelligent creatures from the little dwarf.