As we all know, the rate of infection and compleatization of oil is not fixed, but can be fast or slow depending on the target and environment.

In general, worlds with balanced mana of five colors, abundant mana, or powerful gods tend to be slower to infect, and there is a chance that it will be eliminated entirely.

Very few worlds will produce something that is useful for refining oil.

The most typical example is the Dominanian plane, which was invaded several times by Old Phyrexia, and finally came to an uneventful time;

There is also a Kaldheim plane with a background similar to Norse mythology.

The former relied on the abundance and balance of mana, coupled with the legacy of two ancient magical civilizations, resulting in the fact that the oil could not easily corrode the core of the world.

The latter, on the other hand, has a World Tree and gods that can connect with the Dark Void.

In particular, Esika, the god of the World Tree, can create a liquid called Cosmos Elixir, which temporarily immunizes all creatures who use it from the effects of shimmering oil.

Of course, in addition to the Universal Elixir, there are many space-time specialties in this universe that can fight against the glittering oil.

For example, Capenna's "Halo" is a special energy drawn from the angels of the world.

There are also creatures that have been shaped by powerful forces, and can even drink the oil as a drink without doing anything at all.

In conclusion, there are many factors that determine the rate of oil infestation.

But in general, metal, mechanical, and undead creatures are the most susceptible to infectation.

This is also the reason why the plane of Mirrodin fell in such a short period of time.

In contrast, those creatures with flesh and blood and their bodies filled with amazing green natural energy are more difficult to infect and transform.

There is no doubt that the fact that the Floating City of Mutahar is almost entirely composed of undead creatures and constructs is the ideal target for infestation.

So it didn't take long for the interior of the massive city pedestal to be filled with multiplying black oil.

As for those undead creatures, they were covered with a heavy and sturdy metal shell during the compleat process.

Some also have high-tech prosthetics such as electronic eyes, multi-functional robotic arms, sharp blade tentacles that can dismantle people in eight pieces, and metal tails that can release high-voltage current.

The Mana Heavy Cannon and the Electromagnetic Cannon have grown lower limbs that can move at will, and can quickly move to any corner of the Floating City as needed.

The most important thing is that the beauties collected by the diary before are now all under a series of transformations, showing a cyberpunk flavor.

In particular, many vampires have their bodies covered, transformed, and strengthened by metal substances to a greater or lesser extent.

Although this did not weaken their strength, on the contrary, their combat effectiveness was greatly enhanced.

But those weird mechanical limbs, organs, and special structures are enough to make people feel creepy.

Countless strategic materials stored in warehouses and garbage to be thrown away are now repurposed by Glitter Oil, creating tens of thousands of non-humanoid constructs out of thin air.

Some of them are small robots that are nimble like insects and octopus, and there are also biomimetic ornithopters that resemble dragonflies for reconnaissance and communication.

In addition, there are many super-large and even super-giant creations.

The skeleton warriors and dead tomb knights, who are the main force of the army, are now dressed in heavy armor that can withstand the impact of ballistas, and the bones are covered with intricate metal supports and linkage structures.

With the power of the oil engine, they are now a highly effective killing machine.

Countless pipelines stretched around the towers covered in shattered crystals, storing the energy collected daily into the massive rock pedestals beneath the city.

What's even more terrifying is that the rock at the base below is crystallizing at an unimaginable rate, taking on a structure like a magic crystal tower.

You don't have to ask to know that the oil is transforming the entire floating city into an enlarged version of the artifact, the Clincinibbon, and at the same time a terrifying super energy storage device.

At this moment, the floating city of Mutahar is like a black hole with infinite gravitational pull, absorbing all the sunlight shining from the sky around it, forming a visual effect similar to an "accretion disk".

The sea below, with a radius of more than 100 kilometers, presents a dark apocalyptic scene.

Obviously, when the rays of light from the sun descended on this planet, all the energy that entered this range was captured and sucked away by the floating city, which is why it became what it is now.

The only good thing is that the location where the Mutahar Floating City is docked is far from the land and the area where human civilization is active, so it did not cause any panic.

It's just that the sea surface is falling rapidly because of the lack of sunlight.

If it continues for a long time, it will inevitably form an ultra-low temperature ice area, which will have a certain impact on the environment and climate of the whole world.

The high-level undead who were gathering in the polar regions and controlling several other floating cities noticed the abnormality here for the first time, and immediately sent people to teleport over to find out the situation.

But before he could get closer, he was instantly bombarded by the terrifying fire net, and even the corpses and bones were blown into fragments and dust.

To be precise, they only saw the strange magic crystal towers in the floating city of Mutahar through long-range observation magic, and suddenly bloomed with a strong light ten thousand times more dazzling than the sun.

Then the line of sight became gray, and it was impossible to see anything clearly.

When the light faded, all the undead were scattered in the wind as tiny particles that were barely discernible to the naked eye.

It is not known what kind of magic or weapons the other party used.

Know that the unknown is the source of all fear!

Realizing that the enemy had some kind of terrifying power that could easily destroy them, these undead creatures immediately used heavy ice blocks to lock themselves under the huge polar ice, completely cutting off all contact with the outside world, and even giving up the advantage that the few floating cities at hand could fly.

Without him, it's just that I'm simply frightened.

Unbeknownst to them, however, it was all about the activation of the self-defense system of the Floating City of Mutahar when it spotted a threat approaching, and nothing more.

As for the supreme ruler who is the core of the floating city, the diary that has just woken up is standing in front of the mirror in the hall of the central tower, looking at his current appearance in a daze, and the whole person has opened his mouth wide and has not been able to speak for a long time.

The reason is simple!

His wish to regain his manly style came true, but the result was so "lost" as expected.

Because functionally, this guy is indeed endowed with the ability to reproduce by the oil.

But the problem is that the length of this tool is now thirty meters, and each split tentacle is the thickness of an arm, and when combined, it is thicker than the waist of an adult strong man weighing more than 200 kilograms.

What's worse is that the triangular metal scales covered by the tentacles are extremely sharp.

Don't just stab someone in their body and tear them to shreds from the inside.

Of course, compleat transformation is not limited to the lower body.

The upper body and other places also show a very obvious alienation.

But the diary couldn't care about anything else at this time, so he could only stare at the sharp tentacles without tears, gritting his teeth and complaining: "Gan! Although I prefer to watch tentacle monsters and beautiful girl films, the problem is that I don't want to become a tentacle monster!

And this tentacle is so dangerous, how can I play with it in the future?

Do you want to make some mechanical beauties made entirely of metal?

The most important thing is how to wear pants after this? ”

It's just a pity that no one can answer the questions he asked.

Including those vampire beauties who were complebellized, they were all watching this scene with slightly frightened eyes at the moment, for fear that they would become the first victim and be directly pierced and dismembered by sharp penetration.

Just when the diary was starting to go a little crazy, thinking about whether to cut this thing off or try to transform it, Zuo Si, who was waiting to see the joke, appeared out of thin air, and teased with a playful expression on his face: "Yo! Big stallion, what's wrong with you? Is it too hard? ”

"Damn! Don't talk cool there! Help me figure it out! What the is going on? ”

The journal rolls its eyes frantically and waves its tentacles to destroy everything around it to vent its inner irritability.

"It's easy!

This new model of oil is infused with the relationship between divine power and divine blood.

When compleurating the target, it will be affected by the target's own spirit and will to a certain extent.

In other words, your mind was full of yellow thoughts and primitive desires, which caused the oil to greatly strengthen the parts of your body that you craved the most.

So it's all your own making.

How's it going, not surprised, not surprised? ”

Due to the absence of outsiders, Zuo Si did not save any face in the diary, and every word contained a strong sense of irony.

Obviously, he had roughly foreseen the outcome when he handed the oil to the other party, but he deliberately didn't say it.

As a carrier of ontological memory and part of his thoughts, the diary was keenly aware of the undisguised schadenfreude in the owner's eyes, and immediately put on a posture of a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water and asked: "Then what do you say now?"

Don't tell me you're going to watch me hang out.

Anyway, I don't care about anything if I don't have a face or skin, so I'll die directly.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed.

But you're different......"

Boy!

Zuo Si called good guys!

Originally, he just came to see the jokes, but he never thought that the diary could actually threaten him in turn.

What is said to be a tree that will die without skin, and a person who is invincible in the world without skin, this is simply a living example.

However, the diary also apparently knew that against its own master, it was not enough to rely on threats and intimidation.

After a lot of nonsense, he immediately licked his face and approached, squeezed out a flattering smile and begged: "For the sake of me, I will never betray you, pull my brother!" I promise that as long as this trouble is solved, I will never say anything about what you ask me to do in the future, and I will definitely show a thousand percent of my strength. ”

"Remember what you said today. Here, take it. ”

Zuo Si threw over a circular device that had been prepared in advance.

The diary hurriedly caught it steadily, and when he was trying to figure out how to use this thing, the sharp rotating blade suddenly popped out from the side, and cut off the roots of the tentacle link on the spot with a lightning speed, and absorbed the broken tentacles at a very fast speed, and finally turned into a weapon that would be controlled by the owner.

As a guy who has long been inappropriate, the diary has obviously long forgotten about etiquette, righteousness and shame, and doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

Immediately pounced on the female vampires who had undergone compleat transformation.

It didn't take long for a restrictive drama to be staged in the hall of the central tower of the entire Floating City.

You don't need to ask to know that this oil transformation tool was made overnight by the blue proetor of the Mirrodin plane, Jin-Gitaxias.

As a cutting-edge scientific research talent, since embracing the new oil and joining Zuosi, he is simply like a fish in water, living in endless surprises every day.

With an influx of knowledge, technology, and magic from other worlds, all kinds of creative inspiration never stopped.

He even succeeded in creating a gathering bee colony based on the structure of a protist in the Mirrodin plane, the Light Moth.

These neo-Phyrexian creations can act like light moths to create a special kind of liquid energy by absorbing the energy emitted by the five-colored mana sun.

And this liquid energy can be turned into an extremely terrifying strengthening potion as long as it is slightly processed by alchemy.

Whoever drinks the potion will instantly gain superhuman speed, strength, reflexes, and vision in a short period of time.

It felt as if time had suddenly slowed down around me.

The stronger the original physical fitness, the stronger this all-round improvement effect will be.

Not only does this flask work on creatures, but it also grants the same power to the undead and constructors.

When the energy is depleted, everything will return to normal in an instant.

Due to its widespread use and lack of any side effects, it was widely used during Monaq's reign in Mirrodin.

It's just that at that time, the Mirrodians relied on catching light moths to refine energy.

Now, with its large colony of gathering bees, Jin-Gitacasas is able to harvest large quantities every day, and is also developing new potions based on the effects of different mana ratios.

For him, who has the most powerful technical strength, it is not a problem at all to make a small device that solves hidden dangers.

If needed, this guy can even dismantle and transform a compleat New Phyrexian creature to the point where they don't even know each other.

Seeing that the problem had been satisfactorily resolved, Zuo Si was obviously not interested in reading the diary and messing around.

After dropping the order to cooperate with Shane VII to transfer the player to another world, and establish a psionic energy transmission system and the corresponding casting environment in that world, he directly cast the teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

……

At the same time, far away in another world, Sean VII opened the chest of the Traceless Stretching Charm and released a thousand elite players with the highest professional level, the strongest combat power.

Since he is a traveling mage himself, and has land links between Plantia Floating City and the continent of Faeron, these players can move normally and use their magical abilities as long as they don't go out of the land's influence.

Feeling the unfamiliar environment around them, as well as the rich magical energy in the air, many people showed expressions of eagerness.

But the discipline and obedience they have cultivated for a long time have made them not act rashly, but set their eyes on Shane VII, a high-level NPC who seems to have appeared recently, and wait for the other party to explain in detail.

Some players even felt that this was supposed to be a closed beta for a new expansion.

So they all looked very excited, excited, and full of anticipation.

You must know that in the previous world, they experienced first-hand what is called almost infinite degrees of freedom, basically doing whatever they want.

As long as you don't violate the laws and rules set by the Floating City, even if you kill the leader of the faction, open the harem, frantically plunder resources, and directly change the direction of history through technology.

Especially the feeling of pulling down those kings and nobles who were originally high up and replacing them is simply refreshing.

Some of the crazier guys have even awakened to the Minotaur attribute, and especially like to have sex with their wives, lovers, sisters, daughters, and even mothers in front of some defeated male aristocrats.

Then admire the other person's impotent and furious appearance, and then get some twisted satisfaction.

Although it cannot be said that there are no good-hearted people among these players, the proportion is definitely not high.

So they are very eager to continue this unscrupulous style of doing whatever they want in the new world.

Others are trying to gather as much information and make plans as possible before other players are allowed to enter the world in large numbers, and then reap as many benefits as possible.

After all, just look at the luxurious equipment on these elite players, and you can see what they have done to the world of A Song of Ice and Fire.

Unlike when you first entered, even +1 magic weapons and equipment were considered rare.

Nowadays, there are almost two or three pieces of +2 magic equipment in everyone, and some people even spend a lot of money to buy +3 ones.

Amulets, belts, cloaks, boots, rings, gloves, and bracers all have magical effects.

Consumables that could not be used were also filled with potions, magic scrolls, wands, strong acid bottles, and fiery gels.

Among them, as the representative of the first echelon, the archbishop with a face like an ancient god - Jack, the current priest professional level is LV17, even if it is placed in the Faeron continent, it can be regarded as the number one famous person.

Of course, this is thanks to his original model of armed missionary service, as well as his exploits in almost uprooting the faith of the Seven Gods and the Old Gods in Westeros, and converting thousands of people to Bennu, the god of the phoenix.

Converted to the level in the game of the Old Bone Tree World, it is about fifty-nine to sixty.

Although other elite players are not as fast as Jack's ascension, they generally have LV14 or above, which is equivalent to level 49 to 50 or above in the Tree World game.

In this world, being able to reach level 30 is already called the "Hero Realm", and it is a threshold that only a very few geniuses can touch.

So these 1,000 elite players are already equivalent to a terrifying force that can destroy several countries!

Not to mention the local natives, it is estimated that those low-level NPCs and the "Pleiades" battle maid group in the Great Tomb of Nasarik will not expect to get out alive.

Looking at this group of fully armed and high-spirited players, a very satisfied expression appeared on Sean VII's face, and he said in a slightly deep voice: "I know you must be wondering why Floating City suddenly interrupted your adventure in another world, right?" ”

"yes, it's weird, can you explain?"

A female player nodded cooperatively.

"Absolutely.

In fact, the reason why you are suddenly summoned is because we have discovered an interesting world that requires a team of sufficiently smart, professional, and elite teams to investigate and explore.

First of all, I will pass on to you the language of this world. ”

With that, Sean VII sent a signal to the Mastermind.

Moment!

Almost all of the players present crouched down with their foreheads on their hands, a look of pain on their faces, obviously digesting the information that had suddenly been instilled.

But there is only one person who is unmoved!

That is, Jack, who only has five intelligence attributes, and cannot learn any language at all, let alone receive any information from the mastermind.

However, the big-shouldered combat priest did not panic at all, but took out a handful of dried fruits and threw them one by one into the gap between the fully enclosed helmet near his mouth, and then squeaked and chewed.

Because he knew that a few chosen brothers around him would take care of everything, and all he had to do was pick up the hammer and smash the heads of all his enemies.

After a few minutes or so, the players digested all the information and immediately began to discuss excitedly.

"! Virtual games? Through? Earthlings of the future world? What the hell is this Nima? ”

"Exciting! It's so exciting! So we're going to fight with a fellow from a parallel earth this time? ”

"I don't understand. Is this boss an NPC, or a player like us? ”

"I don't know. But I think the danger of this world must be many times stronger than the last one. ”

"But the same is certainly a big gain. Don't forget that this is a high-magic world, and there may be PVP involved. ”

"Hey, hey! So what are you waiting for, let's hurry up and start exploring this world. ”

……

All of a sudden, all the elite players present became excited, and they couldn't wait to shock the world with a little "Fourth Natural Calamity".

Seeing this, Sean VII immediately raised his arm and made a slightly calming gesture, followed by a smile and said: "Since the protagonist has not yet arrived, I will give you a little time in advance to strengthen yourself.

However, special care should be taken that the range of activity does not exceed the boundaries on the map.

Also, in order not to arouse the alarm of the indigenous inhabitants of this world, you need to spread out for the time being, preferably no more than twenty people in a group.

Remember, once you see a target appearing, don't rush it first.

After all, the other side has a strong logistics base, so this time the Plantia Floating City will also participate in the battle.

I will personally create a battle plan to ensure that I can inflict devastating damage on my opponent in an instant. ”

As he said this, Sean VII's eyes flashed with a terrifying glow, and his whole body exuded the majesty and momentum of the Shaun Empire.

"The Floating City will also go to war? Hahahaha! This time it's finally time to play a big one! ”

A player who witnessed the spectacle of a Behemoth-class electromagnetic cannon dropping a cannonball the size of a building onto the battlefield immediately burst into laughter and felt a hint of sympathy for the enemy.

In his opinion, with the frenzied firepower of the Floating City of Plantia, no matter what was hidden in the Great Tomb of Nasalik, it would definitely be blown up.

Soon, with the order of Sean VII, these players with various moods quickly disbanded on the spot, and marched in groups of three or five towards several nearby villages and towns according to the coordinates given on the map.

Their goal is very simple, that is, to ask the local natives a little bit about the situation, and then decide whether to become a soldier and kill on the battlefield to earn experience points and commissions, or become an adventurer to kill monsters in dangerous forests and wilderness to get these things.

Looking at the group of players who gradually disappeared into the dense forest, Sean VII couldn't help but smile playfully, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Now that the seeds have been sown, all that remains is to let them grow savagely and see what kind of fruit they can bear in the end." As for me, let's go and see how much interesting magic there is in this world. ”

As the last word blurted out, he disappeared from the spot in an instant, and immediately appeared in an unknown alley in the capital of the kingdom, Ri Yestij.

Undoubtedly, the powerful half-lich is targeting the headquarters of the Mage's Guild, which towers over the central area of the city.

Although Sean VII didn't think that a group of guys who could even cast the arcane magic of the fourth or even the fifth ring according to the level of the Faren continent could study and create any powerful spells.

But at his level, any hint of inspiration and new ideas is precious.

So it's not the magic itself that matters, it's the ideas and ideas behind it.

But before the half-lich could walk out of the gloomy alley, he saw a closed door suddenly open next to him, followed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a big belly, who was forcibly dragged out by two men who were very rough by the hair.

She was visibly terrified, crying, struggling, and pleading, as if she knew what she was about to do.

But the two men with scars and scars all over their bodies were obviously not merciful people, and directly pulled out sharp daggers with the intention of directly killing the girl with two lives, and then dismembered the corpse and threw it into the trash can to dispose of it.

In desperation, the unknown young pregnant woman can only look at the only outsider in the alley, as if praying that this stranger will become the hero who saves her.

Of course, she knew that these two men and the "Eight Fingers" organization behind them were not easy to mess with, and might bring death to others, so she didn't shout, but simply hoped that this was a strong man who could ignore the other party's threat.

If it were normal, with the ruthlessness and evil of Shane VII, he would definitely not care about the life or death of a young pregnant woman.

But now, he just plans to settle here for a while, so he needs a local guide to show him around and handle some of the more complicated daily tasks.

At the moment when the two men sneered and planned to cut the girl's throat and watch each other die in pain and helplessness little by little, an incomparably terrifying force fell from the sky.

Next Second......

The souls of these two poor creatures were forcibly stripped of their bodies, and they were instantly captured by the half-lich and absorbed into the soul gem.

However, because the process is so fast, and the soul may not be visible to ordinary people, the pregnant girl only sees the two men who are about to kill her, suddenly fall to the ground with a thud, and then the corpse begins to disintegrate, decompose, and stink at an incredible speed until it completely turns to dust.

As an ordinary person, she had seen this kind of scene there, and she was immediately frightened and stepped back against the wall and screamed piercingly: "Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!h ”

But unfortunately, the people in the building thought that this was the girl's wail before she died, so they didn't care, and no one came out to check the situation.

After a few seconds to figure out the situation, she hurriedly covered her mouth, looked at Sean VII who stopped with fear and gratitude, and only after about a minute or two did she muster up the courage to cautiously testify: "Yes...... Did you save me? ”

"Who else could there be?"

Sean VII asked rhetorically with an expressionless face.

The girl swallowed nervously and continued to ask, "Why are you doing this?" And how did you kill those two thugs? ”

"The reason I saved you was that I just needed a local guide, and it was the power of magic that killed those two idiots."

As he spoke, Sean VII raised his hand and released a cloud of negative energy that exuded a cold aura.

"So...... Are you a powerful magic bard? ”

After seeing the magical energy, the girl's eyes were instantly filled with awe.

Because in this world, both magic and martial arts mean great extraordinary power.

In particular, a magic that can kill two strong thugs at a glance in an instant, and it is definitely impossible to be a novice who has just stepped into this field.

"Hehe, you've got too many questions, kid.

Sometimes people know too much doesn't mean it's a good thing, it also means that there will be a huge risk.

So I suggest that you better restrain your curiosity and obediently do your duty.

After all, I saved you, so it means that your life is now mine.

With this money, immediately come forward to hire or buy a carriage for me, and by the way, buy yourself a suitable outfit.

The first stop is the Mage Guild Headquarters. ”

Sean VII directly took out a bag of gold coins from this world and threw them at the girl's feet, not giving the other party any chance to refuse at all.

Of course, the pregnant teenage girl did not dare to refuse.

Because she saw with her own eyes how the two thugs who wanted to kill her died, she could only grit her teeth and pick up the heavy money bag and automatically bring it into the role of a maid.

In addition to the naked death threats, another reason why she is willing to be at the mercy of Sean VII is that she is eager to get the protection of the other party to prevent the killers of the "Eight Fingers" organization from coming to her door.

In addition, the innate superior temperament of Shane VII, as well as the tone and demeanor that is accustomed to giving orders, all make the girl feel that the identity of this middle-aged uncle who looks full of majesty is definitely not simple, maybe he is a great nobleman of the kingdom.

In that case, it would be a blessing to be able to be a maid for the other party.

In this way, the girl who was forced to sell her body and became pregnant by the control of the criminal organization became a servant of the terror and half the lich of her own volition.

She had no idea what a horrific monster her master was, and that she could even single-handedly cause bloodshed and death in this world.

However, unlike some psychopaths who completely dehumanize and engage in genocide at every turn, Sean VII is evil, but he is very calm and reasonable, and has never committed a massacre.

The greatest impact on civilians dates back to a millennium ago, when he fought Ivy Korasagran "Sharp Teeth" over the city, killing almost 70,000 slaves on the spot.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that more than eighty percent of the deaths of these slaves are attributed to Sharp Teeth.

After all, dragons are notoriously large in terms of breath and crushing, and are most likely to cause large-scale accidental injuries.

Just as Sean VII arrived at the headquarters of the Mage Guild under the leadership of a pregnant girl and began to buy all kinds of magic scrolls on a large scale, far away in the south of the west coast of the Faren continent, the "Flying Flame" of Baragath, which had disappeared for a long time, finally returned to people's sight again.

Only this time, instead of attacking towns, caravans, or setting fires to cause sabotage, they killed more than a dozen monster tribes that posed a huge threat to the safety of rural roads, including even two Druid cults that had a record of killing civilians.

If it's just a simple killing, it's not enough to make people feel weird.

You must know that Baragas "Flying Flame" was originally a dragon with a passion for killing and destruction, and many more monsters died at his hands than humans.

What really amazes people is that all of these destroyed monsters and druids have one thing in common, which is attacking those who have purchased the "Vengeance Service".

This is something that has only recently become popular within the territory of the West Coast Empire.

The content is also very simple, that is, as long as you pay a sum of money every month, you can be able to attack yourself and your family inexplicably, and some mysterious force will take revenge on the enemy on behalf of the buyer.

Although at the beginning, most people wondered if this contract was made by a scammer.

But after some merchants who ran the country road bought it with the attitude of giving it a try, they found that it was really easy to use, and all the dragons dispatched by the other party immediately became extremely hot.

After all, it only takes a small amount of money to hire a dragon to avenge himself, which is something that he would not even dare to think about before.

On top of that, this revenge service itself is a huge deterrent, and it will make enemies and even monsters hidden in the shadows dare not act rashly, otherwise they may be hit by the dragon and kill a chicken and dog.

In the same way, revenge services greatly alleviate all kinds of unfair competition, such as hiring murderers, buying monster tribes to ambush rival convoys, harassing their industries, and so on.

Since everyone bought revenge services, there was a terrifying restraint on each other.

Obviously, just by looking at the name, this thing must have been made by Vermes.

To be exact, she has already made a lot of money with this hand, and she has also come up with a performance appraisal method, so that the other evil dragons under her command are responsible for taking care of everything, and she lies comfortably in the lair and counts the money until her hands cramp.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy still operates legally and pays taxes according to the regulations, which makes it impossible to find fault with it at all.

At this moment, this Purgatory Red Dragon was lying in its lair, sharing the spoils with several other relatively young color dragons.

In front of her were two chests of gold and silver coins that had just been delivered by a team of humans.

Without saying a word, Vermes first took one of the boxes for himself, then poured out the other and paid several of his right-hand men one by one.

Although the process was very painful for her, she forcibly endured it at the thought that it was to make more money.

After the box full of gold and silver currency was distributed, Vermes dragged his chin with his front paws and said: "Compared with last month, this month's performance has increased by 30 percent, most of which is close to the Carlin shirt and the steam lake.

Tesser and Am's growth was less than 20 percent.

Those in charge of the area should pay attention.

If the growth is so slow or even negative next month, then I will start deducting your points.

Remember, only by actively exploring the market at all costs can our business become bigger and stronger.

Imagine that just the southern region of the West Coast can bring us so much revenue, and that is to expand the business to the entire continent of Faerun?

In less than a hundred years, we will have a wealth that will make some of the primeval dragons who have lived for thousands of years envious and jealous.

There is also the need to open your mind and use your brain to think about how to develop more fee-based services.

If that dragon dares to rob within the scope of our business, I will immediately join forces to kill him.

How many times have I said it!

Protect merchants, villages and towns!

Only when these mortals become richer and the towns and villages become richer and richer will we be able to make more money from them.

If you can, it's best to try to sign agreements with those villages and towns.

They can afford to pay a lot more than one or two merchants. ”

"Understood! Your Majesty, please rest assured that we will continue to expand our business. If anyone dares to make trouble on our territory, I will not be the first to spare him. ”

A young green dragon who had just joined took his share of the money into his pocket, raised his head and swore a promise.

Not only him, but also several other dragons present also nodded desperately to show their loyalty, quite a bit of a modern enterprise holding an annual meeting and issuing dividends at the end of the year.

After all, they have already tasted the sweetness of this, and as long as Vermes can resist his greed and not swallow it alone, then this model will continue to spread around like a viral pyramid scheme.

Looking at these young juniors who were played with by themselves and became "wage earners", Vermes instantly had a sense of superiority that his IQ crushed the other party, and at the same time understood why Zuo Si would reveal that uncomfortable look every time he looked at himself before.

At this time, she was also sweeping the "salesman" under her with the same eyes, and waved her hand in a slightly arrogant gesture in majesty, signaling that the other party could get out.

Without saying a word, the young dragon immediately returned to the lair with his group and happily returned.

In particular, the red and blue dragons in charge of the Amm and Tyser regions were full of ideas about how to quickly expand their business, and for this purpose, they also specially invited some intelligent humans, elves, and half-elves to form a think tank, and set up offices in various towns.

After all these guys flew away, Vermes yawned lazily and asked without raising his head: "How are those sons of Baal near the marching mountain range now?" ”

"They're killing each other with great efficiency, and a few of them are strong enough to make me feel jealous." Baragath bowed his head and replied in a deep voice.

From that respectful attitude, it was not difficult to see that he had begun to gradually get used to surrendering to the obscene power of the powerful purgatory red dragon in front of him.

There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

There are strange things to monitor his brain 24 hours a day, and he doesn't dare to have the slightest idea of resistance, otherwise he will be detected and severely punished in minutes.

"Oh? What about the elves in the forest of Verdas? What is their current status? Vermes continued to inquire with interest.

Baragas hurriedly replied, "Since I turned around there twice, they have begun to shrink massively, presumably with the help of magical enchantments to hide themselves.

Even patrols around the trade highway stopped.

To be honest, I don't think they're a threat. ”

"Humph! It doesn't matter if you threaten you, and it doesn't count if I say it. ”

Vermes pursed his lips disdainfully.

Just as she was about to say something, the Moon Elf mage Ashmi suddenly walked in from outside and said in a slightly serious tone, "Lord Thus has ordered us to launch an attack on the Sons of Baal entrenched in the Marching Mountains, in an effort to drive them out of the city they have occupied. ”

"Attack?"

Vermes was slightly stunned.

Ashmi nodded slightly: "Yes, attack." After all, the entire south of the West Coast is now an area ruled by Lord Soth. Although he himself did not care about the lives of these sons of Baal, he did not want the civilians to be affected too badly. ”

"Okay, I think I know what to do."

Vermes slowly stood up, and his huge size instantly emerged from the shadows, making the other person in the lair, Yilong, feel his scalp tingle.

Especially Baragas, who has a personal experience, he can't forget the pain of being forcibly crushed in this life.

(End of chapter)