A strange sound vibrated on every piece of the brass fortress that was thrown out of the hand, and the more expensive the thing, the clearer the sound, like the warm-up of a concert that belonged to money, and those golden and yellow things were so excited, as if they were also expecting some kind of great power.

Of course, if you want to hear that voice clearly, you have to hold a piece of burning gold in your ear.

I don't know which drunken wise man first discovered this strange thing under what circumstances, and then many drunken dwarves tried it, but they all heard different sounds in the burning gold ore in their hands.

"It's calling me to do business! It says I have this talent! ”

A veteran shouted, and the man next to him immediately responded:

"It said I should be careful with the money in my hand, and said that I was unlucky today, and advised me not to go to the casino, but my hands are so itchy, who will gamble with me?"

"Shut up, I'm listening to it talk to me, well, it's telling me that I shouldn't hide my money under the bed, I should use it to buy what I want, that will bring happiness and satisfaction, and drive me to make more money.

I think it makes sense.

Ha!

Bartender, give everyone a glass of wine, I'll pay for it! ”

"Cheers to the generous, and by the way, listen to the opinion of the coins in your hand, it's really stupid to hide the money under the bed!"

A large group of drunkards suddenly shouted, filling the noisy tavern with a joyous atmosphere.

It didn't seem to be in their minds why coins and burning gold made a light sound, but it was obviously counterintuitive but was considered normal by everyone present, and in areas they didn't pay attention to, the pieces of burning gold ore that were being held in their hands were exuding wonderful energy.

These forces converge to form a special field that envelops the entire brass fortress.

In this field, everyone's feelings and desires are constantly amplified, and all the coins in circulation are contributing to the expansion of this field, and every transaction completed will make the life in it more fanatical.

They don't know why they're so happy, but . It's cool.

"Behold, Dutna, the god of wealth, is manifesting his might, and this is his first cry in the material world, and all who chase riches and dreams will hear that generous encouragement, and all who make good use of riches will receive that supreme blessing."

In the tunnel, the excited Bannock raised his hands and shouted to the gasping High Lord Hadran in front of him:

"We don't have to expect Ms. Gaia to change her mind anymore!

No!

I should probably say that all this was done with His acquiescence, my dear Majesty, and no one got in the way, it was all a choice of fate, and it set sail when we came into contact with the first piece of gold!

Don't be hostile to it, it's just a change!

This change was already happening when we first used Burning Gold, and after hundreds of years of progress, it eventually became a storm that would eventually sweep across the continent.

And me!

I can proudly proclaim to the world that I am the caller of the storm, that I am the leader of change! ”

"Why! Bannock, tell me why you're doing this! ”

The High Lord also felt the special power shrouded in the Brass Fortress.

He could even hear the sound of laughter, like the voice of Dutna Burning Gold who had spoken to him earlier, the ethereal laughter against the backdrop of the collision of millions of coins as it was moving from subspace to the material world.

That is an unstoppable state of affairs.

But Hadran still has one final question.

The High Lord, who had fought all the way through the Ironheart Warriors' position to get here, ignored the hatching Chaos Egg, stared at Bannock, and roared:

"You are the most powerful general of the Brass Dwarves! She was once Lady Gaia's most devout priest! You were my most trusted brother, why? Is there anything sorry for you in this city and our people? Why are you obsessed with destroying this place? ”

"Destroy? No, no, no, my majesty, I never wanted to hurt my people, and I still do my duty, otherwise this fortress would have fallen a month ago. ”

Bannock glanced at the rock buried in the dirt beneath his feet.

He saw that under the continuous blowing of the wind in the cracks of the subspace behind him, the rock was undergoing a wonderful change, and wisps of beautiful crystal clusters "grew" from the rock, which was the transformation of the material world by the subspace power.

He bent down, lifted the stone that was being molded into gold, and explained to Hadlan, who was walking towards him with the blood-stained Gaia Hammer:

"I don't want to hurt anyone, my majesty, I've just gained knowledge, and I must spread it and bring the 'answers' to everyone who wishes to solve the mystery, and you look at me like I'm looking at a world destroyer.

But not so!

I'm not the same person as Twilight.

Those madmen worship the most extreme and ruthless 'original sin' in the shadows of the subspace.

Its only desire is to engulf the world, to bring everything back to the origin of chaos, and to return the world to its rightful destiny without interference from the Creator's external forces.

But I have no interest in the idea of original sin!

I'm not a destroyer, I don't want to see the world end!

I have faced the shadows of subspace while chasing the shadows of the sea, and I have seen the worlds that have been destroyed by them, and I am terrified of the desolate things and the bleak endings, and I don't want the same fate for our side of the world.

But there is no hope of going along the established destiny and change.

Change!

All I want to see is 'change' itself!

For this reason, I pretended to surrender to subspace just to get that glimmer of change, and for this reason, I abandoned Gaia's faith and went to Dagon.

The evil god of the Waves-Fishman allowed me to survive the desperate situation of the soul-bursting, and it was this reason that I was able to use the ghostly tricks of the filthy fish-people to complete the symbolic sacrifice that the god of wealth needed.

Those filthy smoke are not meant to hurt anyone, but only to be undisturbed by some nasty fellows and to show the power of wealth to our people!

Let me tell you!

The so-called evil god Dagon, the immortal father of fish and the god of the abyss, is just a failed creation of the shadow of subspace!

The cunning Creator has added certain limitations to that wonderful knowledge, resulting in the creation of subspace being that stupid and stupid, but their failure has opened my eyes to new possibilities for the power of subspace.

As sharp as I finally seized that fleeting opportunity.

Burn gold!

Those strange things that have been infected by the power of subspace, I see the potential of these things, and they are a gift from the Witch Cult. Ah, the Scarlet Witch's dabbling and study of the mysteries of gods and beliefs was enough for me to push my 'creation' into perfection.

She should have been my most perfect companion, but unfortunately, Lady Tracey has now become a mediocre Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, hehe, God is jealous of talent.

But also proven.

I!

I'm the one who gets chosen! I am the messenger of change.

My cooperation with Twilight was based only on the mutual interests of both parties, and they helped me to shape the god of wealth, to inform the mainland of that forbidden knowledge, and when all this was done, I would give up the protection of the Brass Fortress and let them complete their invasion of the city. ”

Bannock explained very carefully, and the stone in his hand also changed in the process, eventually forming the most classic shape of the original gold-burning ore.

He said to Hadland:

"Look! Your Majesty, you need no longer worry about your depleted coffers, for you have unlimited wealth in your hands, which has been bestowed upon Lord Dutner, and I have taught you how to awaken courage in the hearts of the people.

With all of this, you don't have to worry about the Gnolls' assault on the Brass Fortress at all.

That's power!

This is the power of wealth, the power of you, the power of all brass dwarves!

Just make good use of it."

"To hell with your riches and your creations!"

Hadran roared and swung his hammer, smashing Bannock and the burning gold out of his hands.

The blow was merciless, causing Bannock to spurt blood as soon as he landed, but there was no pain in the eyes of the admirers of that subspace, only a trace of regret.

"Well, it seems that you are not the one who knows the power of wealth, you are refusing to accept this change, and you still have Gaia's emblem on your chest, so you are also one of those fools who want to go back to the good old days when you are in trouble, and bury your head in pretending that the world is peaceful and you can't see the changes in the world?"

The guy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and crawled up.

He looked at Hadran with a look of disdain, and said:

"Stubborn fools need to be taught a hard lesson, just as on the battlefields of subspace, the shadows hate the stubborn Gaia the most. Those of you who reject change will not be able to create a new era, and in that respect Twilight has more potential than you!

At the very least, they never refuse all means conducive to achieving their goals on the road to destruction.

But they are not the first to take knowledge from me, and this forbidden knowledge has been spread by my hand for a long time.

The Wave Fishman was given 'Discipline'.

Dagon, the father of fish, is about to be reborn!

The Shadow Elves have been 'enlightened'.

Their Spider Lady is about to be freed from that eternal bondage!

The vampires were given the 'gift'.

Their Mother of Midnight is just one step away from being complete!

But I have left the most precious 'freedom' to my compatriots!

I've shaped it all!

Behold, Lord Dutena is about to enter the hollow hearts of our people, and my master will win a great victory over Gaia!

The minions of the most recalcitrant are about to become the first beings to embrace change.

The best part is that the god of wealth is neutral.

Did you understand? My Majesty!

This means that our people will not be bound in their new faith, and will no longer have the choice to fight for the glory of Gaia, as they did before.

You can befriend the civilization for the benefit of your clan, or you can abandon them for the same reason, and no god will rebuke you, because it's all based on profit.

Master Dutner will favor you for this reason.

I have given you the best thing I can shape to keep our people from being left without a place in the time of change, and you have called me a 'traitor'.

It's disappointing. ”

"I don't understand your gibberish, I think you're crazy!"

Hadran stepped forward with his hammer in both hands, and he roared:

"Whatever you bring, I don't need it! I don't need your so-called 'change', you madman! Just for your own selfish desires, you sold us to Twilight and their gnolls.

You're damned!

Sin deserves death! ”

"Bang"

The High Lord, who was spinning in the air, looked up to see that the Chaos Egg beside Bannock had hatched and turned into an abominable monster, and Bannock stood in front of the crack in the subspace that was constantly pouring power.

He was covered in blood, and he still had fist marks on his face and looked very embarrassed, but this guy didn't realize that death was coming, and he just listened intently, as if listening to the whispers coming from the subspace.

It seems that some kind of guy is talking to him

The existence and area of subspace cannot be calculated, and the shadows that can be born in the vast disordered realm are also as vast as starlight, most of them have little interest in the material world, and only live with the symbols they inherited when they were born, but the occasional glimpse of some overly "active" subspace shadows can also bring unimaginable interference and chaos to this troubled world.

Dusk is by no means the only threat that this continent has to face, in addition to the original sin of primordial chaos that wants to engulf the world, there are many dangers that exist in the shadows.

This is a perfect example of this in the series of actions executed by Bannock, whose so-called "creation" has clearly earned him the "favor" of certain restless subspace shadows.

But Lord Hadran will not think of anything at all.

He just wanted to kill Bannock here before something worse happened, and those Chaos Eggs born from the power of subspace couldn't stop him at all, and as the most powerful ancient one among the dwarves and the holy warhammer in his hand, a few swooping subspace evil creatures were quickly dealt with.

The impact of the spirit made the guilt and anger in the heart of the Supreme Lord turn into a tide that was impacting his will, making his anger even worse, and the destructive power was constantly magnified.

Just a few dozen seconds later, the last Chaos Egg was smashed to the ground by the Lord, and he raised his head, carried his warhammer, and pounced on Bannock who was standing in front of the gap in subspace.

"Shhhh He is about to be born! Listen carefully! ”

Bannock ignored the smashed hammer and shouted.

At the same time, all the items related to wealth and trading throughout the Brass Fortress area exploded in unison.

The dwarves who were looking for pleasure could not even hold down their wallets, and could only see their own money jumping out, constantly beating on all the planes around them, forming an incomprehensible and even indescribable "music".

Lord Hadland's expensive armor and ornaments shook at this moment, forcing him to stop his attack as he was punched in the face by Bannock.

The heavy blow with the corrosive power of the subspace made the lord clutch his head and wail as he landed.

"Hahahaha, He's going to be born!"

The mad servants of subspace threw their wallets and valuables into the air, watching the wonderful thing dance in the air, it was wealth singing, cheering for the birth of their master.

The formless djinn stepped out of the gap in subspace with a graceful stride.

The first step was in this dark tunnel.

In a single breath, all the rocks in the underground tunnels where Bannock and Hadran were located instantly turned into crystal-filled gold ore.

The large pieces of stone turned into brilliant gold nuggets, and the small pieces of broken stone were dotted with colorful gemstones, and the gold coins spilled from Bannock and Hadlan's wallets were multiplied a thousand times more, making this filthy underground tunnel a mountain of gold in an instant, a land of wealth.

He then took the second step.

The "numismatic storm" of the entire brass fortress reached its climax, with humble copper turning into silver, brilliant silver coins turning into gold, and noble gold coins being pushed into gemstone changes.

The value of all valuable things is increasing, and the burning of gold, as a symbol of great power, is also quietly shattered at this moment, turning into the colorful streamer like a rainbow of essence around every wealth owner.

Let their eyes blur, let them be fascinated.

The god of wealth watched all this.

He nodded in satisfaction, and finally took the third step straight into the sky, taking off his hat and saluting, giving an expensive smile to Lord Pa Ying and Old Edward sitting behind him as he rode out of the space tunnel.

The ornaments on Aurora's body were suddenly promoted to the most gorgeous things in the world, and the armor of Lord Pa Ying was also doubled in value at this moment.

Old Edward shrank his head in fright, but Lord Pa Ying only glanced at the god of wealth who was still "ascending to heaven" in his hand, and he hesitated for less than half a second, and then rode the aurora towards his original destination.

This newborn deity doesn't look like a bad guy.

At least compared to dusk, He was simply too polite.

When Lord Dutena Ranjin stood tall in the sky of the material world, the wealth of the entire continent repeated what had happened to the Brass Fortress before, and the treasures of the entire continent cheered, and every piece of money used was singing, and every valuable object created was smiling.

"All things have a price" used to be just a proverb, but from this moment on, it will become the truth.

The world is shaking.

Shaking in all the invisible and tangible places, all the psionics in the whole world felt the change at this moment, as if something intangible was being transformed into a traceable rule.

It's some kind of symbolism that is being materialized.

The god of wealth high in the sky opened his arms, and he closed his eyes contentedly to feel the emotions and breath coming from every coin.

His form is dissipating, after all, it is a subspace creature that cannot stay in the material world for a long time, and he who has obtained the "symbolic crown" should also return to his place of birth to set the rules for all wealth.

And at the moment when Lord Dutena left, Murphy, who was waiting for the message of the Lord in the R-9 base, opened his psionic bag in surprise, and a gold coin jumped out of it and flipped in front of his eyes, it was a fairly ordinary gold Transancian coin, but at this moment, the flickering light on the gold coin seemed to reflect the wealth of the whole world, so that Murphy, who squinted his eyes, reached out to hold it in the next second, and then heard a very polite greeting:

"Hello, Alpha-sama, please take care of us for the first time! Dutner Ranjin was nicknamed 'the god of wealth, trade, commerce and pleasure'.

I am not your enemy, nor do I wish to be yours. ”

"Ugh"

Murphy blinked at this friendly greeting and said:

"How do you prove that?"

"Make a request, and I will do it in order to win your kindness."

"Hmm, let me think about it. My imaginary god of wealth is supposed to be a goddess, and He never defaults."

"Well, as you wish! I will fulfill every worthy promise. ”

The voice responded in a sweet female voice, and then calmed down, and Murphy stared at the gold coin in his hand with an indescribable look, and he whispered:

"Look, Lady Gaia, as I said before, you've lost a cool possibility in your life as a god."

(End of chapter)