Tower Defense Game: My Eternal Kingdom

Chapter 176 Undercurrent
This is a copper oil lamp in the shape of a lotus flower. There are dark red and black spots on the dark yellow lamp wall. copper.

Copper like gold.

But this oil lamp does not contain any star gold.

In the lamp base carved with lotus petals, a lock of long black hair is soaked in blood, like the wick of an oil lamp.

The flames flickered.

Bubbles the size of rice grains appeared in the viscous blood.

The reddish light shrouded the surroundings, blocking the light from the campfire, making it look like a lampshade.

Holding it in my hand doesn't feel warm at all, instead there is a penetrating coldness, as if being stared at by a terrible ghost.

There is not much blood left in the oil lamp.

After Zhang Yao got this oil lamp, he added oil twice, and the amount of blood he added the second time had already reached 1000 points.

Follow double usage limits.

The next time is 2000.

4000 again.

With Cheng Shen's current blood limit of 5 in the bright red form, he won't be able to use it a few more times.

And this secondary cursed object is not as stable as a man-made cursed object.

There is always the possibility of losing control.

The blood burned by the wick is the nutrient needed for the weird growth in the oil lamp, and this weird power has been evolving all the time.

Just use it.

It is inevitable.

This is also the biggest hidden danger of the cursed object.

Whether it is a secondary cursed object,

Man-made curses.

After all, the strange power is not so easy to control.

There was a golden-red halo in Cheng Shen's eyes, like a flame, and like a slowly flowing slurry, washing and congealing in his eye sockets.

in front of you.

The stained oil lamp was suddenly enveloped in darkness.

That's not pure black.

It was more like a tangle of black hair oozing with dark red blood, like seaweed floating on the bottom of the water.

The dim yellow light of the fire came out from it, and it was stained with a lingering blood color.

In the darkness, Cheng Shen saw a lock of long hair with a curly piece of flesh attached to the root.

It was like a piece of scalp that had been torn off from the head abruptly.

"Is this the weird source of the seal in the oil lamp?"

"No... using the seal is not accurate. Compared with the structure of the man-made cursed object, the existence of the secondary cursed object is more like... deposit."

Cheng Shen was thoughtful.

seal,

deposit.

The oil lamp and the wraith are both vessels of unearthly power, but the two words have very different meanings.

The former is passive collection.

more restrictive.

more stable.

But the corresponding power will be weaker.

And the secondary cursed object is more like Weird has found a place for himself...

Or.

They were originally born in this device.

Therefore, secondary cursed objects such as praying for a thousand paper cranes and the book of curses will return to their original state after the strange power is revived.

Just as they keep being used.

The more power to devour.

The effects and dangers of eerie revivals will also grow.

This,
It is undoubtedly a rule.

If one can determine the effects of the lamp's eerie revival, and find a way to counteract it, it can be used indefinitely.

Moreover, its effect is stronger than ordinary man-made cursed objects.

But therein lies the problem.

How to determine.

Cheng Shen would never defy the law by himself.

He put his palm on top of the oil lamp, and a column of blood poured down immediately, dripped into the lamp socket, filled it quickly, and the flickering flame suddenly became stable, but the aura it emitted became more and more gloomy.

"Adding lamp oil once can burn for three days. If it is used to fight against weirdness, it will speed up the burning... It seems that it cannot be placed next to the well."

Cheng Shen remembered Zhang Yao's description.

I thought about it.

They placed it in an empty room in the center of the territory.

And set access restrictions on the room.

He didn't dare to carry such an unstable cursed object that could get out of control at any time, although, in theory, the system backpack could isolate everything.

But if so.

Why did the kings in the past have to be so troublesome when dealing with weirdness?

Just divide them into countless pieces, make them into cursed objects, and put them in your backpack?

Obviously.

It's an option they've tried and given up on.

……

It was dark after Cheng Shen finished sorting out everything.

The night was dark.

It's like a big dye vat full of black paint that was kicked over.

Infected the world with darkness.

He opened the faction leaderboard.

The damage caused by Sombra to Xuetu is displayed on it.

The hundreds of orc warriors who were killed directly caused the comprehensive combat power of Xuetu's territory to drop by 153 points.

Although it is still in the first position, the gap with Cheng Shen is not far behind.

Moreover, in the process of Cheng Shen's inspection, this number fluctuated again.

It seems that Sombra has fully recovered.

but.

From the point of view of the fluctuation value.

Xuetu seems to have found a way to limit the spread of the shadow curse.

Cheng is deeply regretful.

And some peace of mind.

To deal with a powerful chaos lord like Xuetu, unless he can directly kill it with the force of thunder.

otherwise.

It should never be pushed too hard.

If Sombra went berserk again tonight and caused huge damage to its territory, but didn't kill it, it would definitely break the verbal agreement with Cheng Shen tomorrow, and gather all its forces to join the camp battle.

even.

It is possible to bring Sombra into the battlefield of faction warfare.

Die with everyone.

In this way, the progress of boiling the frog in warm water is the safest.

Even if it can get rid of the black shadow, as long as it still has scruples about the weirdness that Cheng Shen has mastered, it will never dare to put all its eggs in one basket.

……

trade market.

In a small, dimly lit room.

The round table was placed in the middle, and several figures were scattered around, the light just couldn't reach it, and everyone's face seemed to be covered with a veil.

Full of mystery.

It can be seen that they are wary of each other.

"Several of them are 'invited' people, presumably appearing here will naturally understand the purpose of this meeting."

A voice sounded.

No one spoke.

The scene was a little silent.

The man said again: "Everyone, please rest assured that this room has been set with absolute authority, and your appearance and voice will be automatically disguised. Unless that person comes over in person, you will not be able to recognize you."

"And he...I don't think he'd notice such a corner."

"After all, this is not his territory yet. Your choice is too risky. Why don't you just create a private chat channel?"

Someone said in a low voice.

"Don't you think it's exciting to discuss how to overthrow him under his nose?"

The voice before said with a chuckle.

"Ah."

"I think you have a good way of playing dead. If he knows what we are talking about this time, you should know the consequences!"

someone warned.

"If you were really worried about this kind of thing, you wouldn't come here."

That voice was still calm.

Brush it!

A closed folding window was suddenly pulled open, and a ray of light shone in from the blue sky, making the room brighter.

But still can't dispel the haze that hangs over everyone's face.

"Look at this market."

The figure walked to the window, overlooking the crowded street and the two huge buildings facing each other in the distance.

Express emotion:

"Guess how much money this market can bring him in a day? One thousand, three thousand, or five thousand gold coins?"

No one answered.

But some people's breathing has unconsciously become heavy.

"It's fifteen thousand gold coins!"

The man clenched his fist violently.

"We desperately defended against a wave of monsters attacking the city, and the sum of the harvest may be less than three hundred gold.

how many days.

To earn resources equivalent to [-] gold coins? "

The man said softly.

"Moreover, this is just the flow of gold coins.

If the transaction volume of the point system he established is included, the number should double.

Did you see the caravan that appeared today?
You should have seen it all.

However, I guess you can't imagine how much income this trade will bring him. "

The man said one sentence after another.

His voice is very soft.

But these remarks seemed to have their own catalysts, and everyone in the room kept churning.

"He has collected a lot of grain. If it is used for this trade, I think his final harvest will not be less than [-] gold..."

Someone whispered.

"Twenty thousand..."

There was a soft gasp in the room.

The flow of gold coins can only show that the transaction volume in the trade market is very large, but it does not represent the real income.

Can be traded in caravans.

What you get is real benefits.

These huge numbers one after another, which were impossible to appear at this stage, immediately penetrated the last sliver of reason in their hearts.

"This is not fair!"

Finally someone echoed with a low voice.

"It's really not fair."

The man said: "The association belongs to us, and it is maintained by the efforts of each of us. It should not be his money-making tool alone."

This sentence seems very unreasonable.

Although the people present are greedy.

But not shameless... At least they don't directly put shameless ideas on the table when communicating internally.

So no one agrees.

"At today's association meeting, the proposal has been passed, and we will soon be able to establish our own trade market."

someone said.

"This is just a means to check and balance him, and it may not be effective yet."

The man said lightly.

"And we have already lost the opportunity. It is difficult to gain an advantage in a fair competition. He has too many cards. After he completes this trade, it will be even more difficult for us to contain his development..."

"No way, who made him the Orange God?"

Some sneered.

I don't know if I am laughing at myself, or mocking Cheng Shen's arrogance in using this name.

"He is a man, not a god."

The man said emphatically.

"You should be able to see from today's meeting that our speaker..." He was silent for a while.

Obviously, he is not used to Zhang Yao's self-designed title.

But soon went on to say:

"Although he approved our proposal, we can clearly see his dissatisfaction. Even if the relationship between him and Cheng is not the kind of relationship we imagined, there must be deep interest entanglements, which is very detrimental to us."

He said.

"It's a good thing he's stupid."

Someone sighed.

"Yeah, if he wasn't really stupid, how could he pass the last proposal... Of course, it could be because he has absolute self-confidence."

A voice said calmly.

But anyone can hear the deep irony in his words.

Zhang Yao is very strong?

Then why didn't his name appear on the faction leaderboard?

If Zhang Yao felt that he could solve everything, that's why he didn't veto their proposal to participate in this faction battle.

That's hopelessly stupid...

"If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have recommended him to be the leader of the society. Who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would be killed in the middle."

Someone said helplessly.

Immediately caused a series of sighs in the room.

At the beginning, they enthusiastically recommended Zhang Yao as the leader of the club, but they just wanted to recommend a scapegoat who would attract the firepower of the alliance.

If he can survive by chance, he will soon be emptied of power by their alliance and become a puppet.

It all went smoothly.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment Cheng Shen stepped forward and tried his best to turn the tide.

None of them are members of the alliance. Although they have the same thoughts as the alliance, they still focus on countering the alliance at first.

and so.

It was not disposed of in the cleansing within the association.

"Maybe he can convince Cheng to make a move?"

Someone wondered.

"Even if Cheng made a move, he was the only one who fought against the top ten Chaos Lords?

I admit he is strong.

But he just took advantage of the first opportunity to seize the market.

He is not a god. "

The man repeated.

"He has done a lot of incredible things. I don't think it's an exaggeration to be cautious when dealing with him."

someone said.

"That's right, what if? What if he can lead those people to victory in the faction battle?

His prestige will be higher and higher, and if he opens his mouth to run for the speaker... we might as well maintain the current situation. "

A voice echoed.

"Even if he wants to run now, there will be a lot of pressure on us!"

"He won't be elected because the leader is now in office. Have we given up all our plans to guard against him?"

Someone asked in a cold voice.

"of course……

Maybe we should persuade the leader not to participate in tomorrow's camp battle..."

"How to convince him? You all know his character!"

"Then what do you say!"

In such a tense atmosphere, any discord will become a fatal fuse to ignite the powder keg.

"be quiet!"

The organizer activated the mute function, and the room fell silent immediately.

"You are all worried about whether the leader will die, have you ever thought about killing both of them in this faction battle?"

He said coldly.

There was a long silence in the room even after the ban was lifted.

"How is it possible? If I were him, I would definitely not participate in this faction battle! How could it be so easy to kill him?"

Someone questioned.

"If he doesn't participate, I naturally have a way to force him to participate!"

The man sneered.

"Take a look at the faction leaderboard."

he reminded.

"What? How is this possible? Why did the first Chaos Lord suddenly lose so much combat power?!"

"Could it be...!?"

Everyone looked at the refreshed ranking in astonishment.

"This should be done by him... Hehe, I don't know what method he used, but it is obvious that he does not have the strength to confront the Chaos Lord head-on, but will completely anger him."

The man said, "This is our chance."

Everyone was immersed in the shock, and it was difficult to recover for a while. After a long time, someone said: "He is not even afraid of that person, and dares to provoke him. I don't believe that he has no means of defense. How sure are you that you can defeat him?"

"Ha ha."

The figure standing in the dark smiled slightly, "There are people from me in the seed project, and I am going to join hands with the alliance to do this round."

"What!? Are you crazy? Want to join the alliance? We finally beat them down, you want to give them a chance to get up?"

Someone was surprised and angry.

The man's voice turned cold, and he said: "You have to understand one thing, he is the one who brought down the alliance, not 'us'!
As long as he exists for a day, we will be suppressed and unable to move like the alliance!
What's more, the current alliance is already a thing of the past, and it can't afford to make big waves. As long as we make good use of it, we can eliminate both of their threats at once! "

No one in the room responded for a long time, and they were all thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

The man didn't give them much time to hesitate, and walked slowly to the middle of the room and sat down.

"You guys, you can choose."

(End of this chapter)