Lord of Rot

Chapter 660 Snail Shell Ship

The last time Li Qi encountered a dragon that knew the current affairs so well was Habakak.

Even Miss Green Dragon Vadana would have spoken harshly and mentioned conditions when she first met Li Qi, and he almost agreed without even thinking about it after hearing that signing a contract could change his life.

However, Li Qi believed that the fundamental reason that allowed the other party to sign the contract so quickly was the strong aura of the dragon on his body.

It is no exaggeration to say that Li Qi possesses all the dragon auras of the Land of Dragons, whether the corpse is complete or only the bones are left, they were all awakened by the gold he poured.

There is no problem in saying that Li Qi is more like a dragon than a dragon.

"Of course the Xing'er clan doesn't have the guts to take action against the giant dragon clan." Jin Long curled up and raised his head slightly as he spoke, looking a little proud.

The Dragon Clan has a high degree of identity recognition for itself, and he believes that Li Qi is an existence similar to the ancient dragon, so he is naturally even more proud. He even thinks that signing a contract with Li Qi is not an insult, but is as sacred as swearing an oath to the Dragon God.

Even if Li Qi didn't think he was a dragon, it didn't stop Jin Long from thinking so.

The glory of blood is above all else.

"The giant dragons scattered in the material plane are not united. Many dragons will die in their eggs. A few will be caught in their infancy or eaten by monsters. Only some can grow up, but because they are born with With the innate talent, dragons don’t need to practice at all, and they can achieve progress that other races can’t even imagine by spending time growing up. Therefore, everyone just lives their own lives.”

Li Qi asked some more information about other giant dragons that Jin Long knew. Especially when he asked about the dragon's grave, Jin Long was very excited.

"You can bring other dragons back from the dead, that's their honor!"

He also said that he could show the way for him.

"But I'm afraid you won't be able to liberate those dragons. Every dragon is paranoid," Jin Long said. "Like some stubborn dragons, they would rather die than betray their friends."

The golden dragon swallowed quickly: "I mean, they will be stupid enough to give up their allegiance to you and loyal to an older bloodline. But those short-sighted dragons will not, they are not as wise as me."

Li Qi always felt that this dragon was trying to justify his surrender before fighting.

But he didn't care. The dragon surrendered alive and could be used as a fertility tool to propagate the dragon clan. Even if it died, it could still be "alive".

He examined the memory of the Xing'er man who had turned into a ghoul.

The Xing'er tribe is a race with a small population. As an advanced race that can span many material plane civilizations and arbitrarily send legendary powerhouses as expatriate workers, its number is less than 50 billion.

You are extraordinary when you are born, and you become a palace when you grow up.

As for whether you can evolve into a legend, you need to work hard and spend money on various supplements.

"No wonder he is so weak." Li Qi finally found the reason why the other party couldn't even resist and was strangled to death by him. It turned out that the other party was forced to become a legend by taking drugs, and because he had never received professional combat training, in a real fight, he might not even be able to deal with the more powerful palace-level players.

Becoming a legend can get you a good job. The man got a 50-year expat job in the Jura plane to monitor the development of this backward civilization.

Because the Xing'er clan can control more than 50 material planes that can be collected and absorbed, they have no energy to go to the Jura plane, so they let it develop alone.

Among them, Li Qi is most interested in the plane fleet, the civilization technology tree of the Xing'er tribe, which is similar to runes, potions + creatures. To put it simply, he is self-proclaimed and controversial, does not like to fight, and likes to focus on scientific research. race.

Not liking to fight does not mean that the other party resists war. They often carry out massacres of natives because of special and rare resources in certain material planes.

There is no mercy in war.

The space ships among them possess top-notch magic levels.

Although there is still a big difference compared with Behemoth, Li Qi cannot copy Behemoth with his current ability. It is better to start in other aspects.

It's a pity that with the ability of this man from the Xing'er tribe, he has no access to the core knowledge of the race. If he wants to get the spaceship technology, he can only go deep into the inside of his race.

There are still a few years before the man returns to the Xing'er tribe. No wonder he is acting more and more arrogantly, because he has no worries at all.

However, Li Qi was not without other gains. The small spaceship that the man came to this world on was still in the Jura plane...

The war fell into an awkward quiet period.

Li Qi was startled by the appearance of the Xing'er clan and the huge racial territory that the other party displayed spanning dozens of material planes.

On the side of the Human Empire, they saw that there was no news about the envoy who went to the Elf Forest of Rhodes with strong confidence. As the time of losing contact became longer and longer, they began to murmur in their hearts.

Could it be that the night elves really dare to take action against the great superior clan?

Even if they find that there is really a strong person involved, know that something is wrong and want to report it to the Xing'er tribe, there is nothing they can do, because the contact is always one-sided.

Moreover, the human empire has to face a new trouble.

Holding the Sword in the Stone, York claims to be the king of the whole realm. With his undefeated record, he has gathered a lot of power and points his sword at the human empire.

Conquering the royal capital and becoming the ruler of the human empire was York's first step towards becoming the king of the entire territory.

……

The king's cries grew louder and louder.

York wears a cape and carries the Sword in the Stone.

Even if the goblins have faded and the war has subsided, the people who followed him have no intention of leaving and returning to ordinary life.

For more than half a year, they captured cities, killed evil lords, and divided up land and property. Their ranks grew stronger and their bellies became more and more round.

No one wants to give up such a good life.

When the number of people snowballed, York didn't summon the greedy green dragon for a long time.

There are even times when the green dragon doesn't even need to appear, and York doesn't need to pull out the invincible sword in the stone. His army will tear everything apart.

Including the so-called dragon knights, they would wisely choose to turn around and run away after seeing York's army.

It is easy to fight one against ten thousand, and it is not difficult to fight against one hundred thousand, but what about one million or two million?

The crowd is enough to swallow up all single experience in this world.

Precisely because of its record of "victory in every battle" and even "victory without fighting", more and more talents are willing to follow it.

If York can really sit on the throne in the end, they will be great heroes. Not to mention becoming a minister under one person, making a small noble, or rewarding a sum of money, and then giving a piece of land to become a small lord should not be a problem.

Everyone thinks so.

Of course, some people have raised objections. There cannot be millions of nobles in the empire.

But with York's words, this objection disappeared.

Then distribute according to work.

Those who contribute more will receive more rewards.

In this way, even if they are just carrying sickles and pitchforks, wearing ripped clothes, and holding straw targets and shields, people are still full of enthusiasm.

In such a fast-paced attack, another small town was captured today. The crowd was directly overwhelmed, and there was no need to put up a posture at all.

York quickly walked up to the lord of Fengwei Town and looked at this strong man who was as strong as a bear but had a snotty nose: "Sir McGinn, you should tell me about your cooperation with those monsters. Those are goblins." , they will defile our wives, daughters, and take away our fields and property. I believe you once cooperated with them, just because the interests blinded your eyes, but now I hope you can wake up, otherwise this sword will judge Everything!" "The goblins won't, Lord York." Sir Mackin looked at York: "They didn't take the land, but you did! They never defiled our wives and daughters, but now your people are doing it. . I don’t believe that the so-called sword in the stone can really make you a king. I only know that you have now become a devil.”

"It seems that our conversation failed." York pulled out his sword: "I will give you the death method that a noble should have. Can you kneel down and let me chop off your head?"

"I will only kneel before my king!"

"Hold him down!"

Following York's order, the surrounding soldiers rushed forward and held down Sir McGinn, forcing Sir McGinn to stretch his neck.

York walked to his side, holding his sword high.

When the sword fell, the head had been chopped off.

"The nobles are greedy for their own land!" York grabbed Sir McGinn's hair and lifted his whole head: "They only care about their own interests. They are like borers in the crop fields, eating up the roots and leaves, preventing the food from growing. Big, let us starve. No need to repent, because they deserve to die!"

But York couldn't stop, and he didn't even have time to fix it. After making sure that everything was searched thoroughly, he moved on to the next place non-stop.

There are too many people and not enough resources.

They can only keep moving forward like locusts. If they stop, they will perish.

It’s just that the end of destruction has long been doomed. The number of people is expanding crazily. People are being carried forward, consuming more and more, and staying shorter and shorter.

There is no production, only consumption.

So much so that York himself felt tremendous pressure, but he knew very well that he had no way to stop.

The nobles along the way received the news early and fled directly with all the food and gold coins in their granaries.

After missing the ball again and again, York could already feel the dissatisfaction of the crowd.

They are more undisciplined than goblins and crazier than locusts.

Bark has become the main food, followed by weeds.

When York heard the news about cannibalism, his first reaction was not even surprise, but a sigh of relief as he had expected it.

The think tanks following York were also racking their brains.

They have come up with coping strategies, such as leaving some people who are unwilling to move forward and giving them land so that they can stay and live locally.

Originally, many people were willing to agree. After all, not everyone wanted to work hard, but looking at the land where even the bark and weeds had been eaten away, I believed that anyone who was not a fool would not stay and wait to starve to death.

The royal city is close at hand.

Various powerful Warcraft Knights, Dragon Knights, etc. led their troops to prepare for battle in front.

It's a pity that the hundreds of thousands of soldiers that the king tried his best to raise seemed weak compared with the number of people under York's command that already exceeded 10 million.

"Break the city!" York could only shout.

He hoped that there would be enough resources in the royal city to meet the needs of tens of millions of people. As long as he could hold on and appease tens of millions of people, he would be able to put away his extended arms and legs and truly become the king of the human empire.

The crowd, which had already gone crazy with hunger, turned into a wave and rushed away.

Both sides suffered casualties on each other. Although the casualties on York's side were faster and more, overall, they were only a drop in the bucket.

Looking at the Wangcheng side, every damage is rapidly reducing their strength.

A life for a life, York's side is destined to win.

York was behind the base camp and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

If we fight like this until the end, our population will be depleted to a reasonable level, and the capital's resource reserves can definitely support it.

What he didn't expect was that a wave of terrifying pressure locked onto him.

"it's him?"

"kill him!"

not good! The opponent's idea is to capture the thief first and capture the king first.

When several powerful monster knights flew towards him with their wings spread, York immediately pulled out the Sword in the Stone, hoping that the sword that could kill Duke Crabbe at will would appear again.

Even if the green dragon appears.

But this time, neither the green dragon nor the sword responded.

The monster swooped down from the air and bit off York's head.

It's just that this battle cannot stop because of the death of one person. The tens of millions of people following York have already reached their limit due to hunger, fatigue, etc., and their spirits have become more and more paranoid.

Defeat may really be a dead end.

……

Li Qi looked at the spaceship the size of a house in front of him.

The outside is wrapped in a thick shell with fine runes carved on it.

The bottom is also made of special magic metal. It can accommodate less than a hundred people inside, and it can only be regarded as a "family car" among the Xing'er tribe.

And it is not equipped with any kind of offensive means internally. The only advantage is that it can carry out plane crossing.

"It is not difficult to rely on this shell ship to return to the main plane of the Xing'er clan, but I need to report every time I go back. I have to wait until the next successor comes in a few years before I can get it back. Passes allowed.”

He plans to take this shell ship to the main plane of the Xing'er tribe. That place is very open and has a plane port for passengers from other planes to transfer.

Rather than opening blind boxes to open unknown dimensions, this method is obviously more suitable for me.

Moreover, the invading army of the Demon Lord belongs to the "evil" side and is on the opposite side of the Xing'er clan.

Maybe you can find some more important information and good stuff.

"The royal city has been breached?" Li Qi belatedly received the message: "If it is breached, then it will be breached. Who is the king now?"

When he concentrated on studying the shell ship, he blocked outside information. Unless there was something really serious, other ghouls could not contact him.

The corrupt maid replied: "There is no king. The king died in the war. Some people are fighting for the Sword in the Stone. They believe that if they master the Sword in the Stone, they can become the king of the whole realm."

"Then let them grab it. Our goal should be farther away, such as becoming the king of the whole territory."

The true king of the whole realm should do it himself, not rely on a sword.

(End of this chapter)