Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 195 The Purpose of the Great Shaman
While the citizens of Blackrock City were still celebrating the founding of the kingdom and cheering for their great King, His Majesty the King of the newly established Doran Kingdom had slipped back to his small and dark lair.

Ron climbed up to the pile of treasures, flicked his tail, squeezed away a magic long sword sticking out of his buttocks, found a comfortable sitting position, and then put on a majestic appearance.

Time was running out, and the founding ceremony and military parade were all rushed. Ron only made an appearance in Black Rock City, read a speech prepared for him by the lord's hall, and left all the follow-up matters to Culelli. Ya.

With the establishment of the kingdom, the administrative system of the lord's hall originally set up by Long was no longer applicable.

The Kingdom is now divided into three major administrative provinces, the Polun Province, the Heaton Province, and the Blackstone Province that centers on Blackstone City and radiates more than a dozen urban areas.

Apart from the Blackstone Province, which is composed of more than a dozen cities that have developed rapidly under the influence of Blackstone City, there are five or six provincial-level administrative units under the Bolun and Heaton Provinces, and each provincial-level administrative unit has another Divided into about ten municipal administrative units.

The lord's office was also officially renamed as the administrative office. The level corresponds to the division of administrative levels. The highest is the provincial administrative office, and the lowest is the collar-level administrative office (below the city level, which is approximately equal to the county level).

It's not that Long En doesn't want to let the rule go deep into the grassroots, and bring out townships, groups, brigades, etc., but that the manpower in the administrative department is completely insufficient now.

Originally, when the lord hall was established in Heaton Province, a lot of manpower was transferred away, and now the entire Berun has been taken over suddenly. In addition, the lord hall has been reorganized into an administrative office, and the manpower is even more stretched, which has been transferred to affect the operation of the administrative system of Black Rock City To such a degree, the normal operation of the administrative department can only be barely maintained by expanding enrollment.

Fortunately, the literacy rate in Black Rock City is very high now. Thanks to the Black Rock City Public College’s opening of adult evening classes, it is not difficult to find temporary workers who can read and count.

As for other provinces and administrative departments at all levels, they can only use their talents to their advantage.

There will definitely be chaos in the early stage, but as long as the selection and transfer of personnel is done well, those who are capable will naturally be promoted quickly, and those who are not capable or even secretly corrupt, Ron will definitely not let go.

Recruitment expansion, administrative chaos, such a good opportunity, Ron believes that those nobles who are used to controlling power from above will never let it go. The old nobles in the Duchy of Boren and Heaton still have this strategic vision. Controlling the administrative office is equivalent to regaining control Power, they will definitely take the opportunity to put people in the administrative hall, just like the Viscount Mivit and other nobles who tried to control the Lord's Hall of Meld City and were hanged at the top of the city.

Ron is already considering whether to hang all the hanged guys together for an external exhibition, and maybe even collect tickets.

It's just that Curelia will be busy next time. As the head of the Heishi Provincial Administrative Office and the spokesperson who assists in managing all the territories on behalf of Long En, all major personnel transfers and administrative orders must go through her hands before they can be executed. .

It's a lot of work, but luckily Curelia is a silver dragon, so it's fine if she doesn't sleep for a few days and nights, and her body can still resist... right?

Curelia, who looked like a human but forgot to transform back after dragging a dragon tail, walked into the dragon's nest quickly with dark circles and a pair of bloodshot eyes, holding a lot of documents in her hand, and even Ron didn't even look at it , walked to the corner of the dragon's nest without saying a word, sat down and began to review all kinds of dazzling reports and applications, apologizing to his guilty conscience, and Long En, who wanted to express his concern, closed his mouth embarrassingly.

Then the crystal dragon Lisapana, the commander-in-chief of the military department, Scar, and other high-level administrative and military figures came one after another. After saluting Long En, they each found a stone and sat down.

It's so shabby, there's not even a stool.

After the founding of the country, Ron felt that his own palace should also be put on the agenda. Lisa Pana's palace was almost completed. Palace of Identity.

When everyone was present, Ron solemnly announced the beginning of the first pre-king meeting after the establishment of the Duolan Kingdom.

After returning from the capital of Polon, Ron immediately convened a group of high-level officials to discuss the hill giant's countermeasures.

After discovering the hill giant, Dragon, who was ordered by Ron to return to Black Rock City, has conveyed the news of the hill giant's family going south to Curelia, and Curelia has also made preliminary arrangements for Ron's follow-up Orders were issued very smoothly.

One after another, high-level figures stood up one by one and reported their current preparations and progress to Long En.

"...The firing stability of inscription shells has been solved, but at the same time, the spell model that can be inscribed has also been reduced from middle-level to low-level. The most suitable spell that we can engrave on shells is the three-ring burst fireball, but quantitative production There has been no effective progress on the problem, but through experiments, we have also successfully reduced the difficulty of engraving the third-ring spells, and now we can rely on recruiting low-level mages to fill the production vacancies."

Her hair was dyed a steady brown, tied neatly into a ball, wearing a simple scholar's attire, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, Floris sat back on the stone after reporting.

The high-level military officials who had already received the news did not express much, but the high-level executives who had a little understanding of the research on new weapons all opened their mouths wide.

If the three-ring spell is engraved on the shell, wouldn't that round of volley be equivalent to hundreds of mages releasing the three-ring spell at the same time?

Hundreds of three-ring mages are not difficult to hire for the wealthy Duolan Kingdom, but how many times can you cast three-ring spells?The artillery can be fired all the time as long as the chamber is not overheated!

It’s just that the inability to mass-produce is the biggest problem. Although the additional financial expenditure of hiring low-level mages is nothing, relying on low-level mages to manually draw and engrave spell inscriptions is the same as a manual workshop. The output cannot increase, and the quality Not being guaranteed, this is something Ron can't stand.

But there is really no better solution at present, Ron shook his head, maybe wait for the CNC machine tool to be mass-produced.

Wait, CNC machine?
Ron touched the bump on his protruding chin.

Isn't there more CNC machine tools than machine tools?In this magical world, why do you insist on pursuing CNC, and it is not that there are no substitutes.

Ron looked at Floris: "The current problem is that mortals cannot engrave spell inscriptions, but if we design a machine tool structure that can automatically engrave inscriptions, can this problem be solved?"

Floris's eyes lit up. Although Ron's suggestion was vague, it woke her up a little bit. She was so focused on solving the problem of mortals engraving spell inscriptions that she suddenly realized.

Floris, who was playing the role deeply, saluted Long En as the head of the research department: "Your suggestion is very important, and I will go back to conduct feasibility study, but there are no members in the research team who have researched on constructs. , the progress may be too late."

The manufacturing technology of constructs is not widely spread, this is a technical job, just like making magic equipment or spell scrolls.

But magic equipment and spell scrolls, no matter what level of transcendent they are made of, will not lack sales. Magic equipment and spell scrolls have always been very popular among transcendents.

Only constructs, which are expensive to manufacture, can't be afforded by low- and mid-level transcendents, and can't be used by high-ranked transcendents, and it costs a lot of money to learn.

Therefore, low- and middle-level spellcasters hardly study constructs. Only some high-level spellcasters who can no longer advance on the path of transcendence, or legendary spellcasters who have nothing to do will study constructs if they are interested. body.

"I might be able to help."

Ron looked at Lisa Pana who spoke.

Lisa Pana, who looks like an elegant lady in human form, said: "Among the books I have collected are about the creation of constructs. I have studied them for a while, but I gave up because it was too time-consuming and affected other spell research. The most advanced construct I can make now is roughly equivalent to the strength of the fifth ring, and if it is only used for production, it should be more than enough."

Ron nodded to Lisa Pana, and Lisa Pana responded with an intellectual and gentle smile.

"Hmph, mature, elegant and knowledgeable, can't you win with this?"

Ron asked Floris and Lisapana to study together after the meeting, trying to get the construct machine tool out as soon as possible, and then signaled the people behind to continue reporting.

Wearing a neat military uniform, Scar with medals on his chest stood up and saluted Ron.

"The Great Lord of Storms, King of Dragons, His Majesty the Great King, according to your instructions, the reorganized Artillery Army Corps and the Third Army Corps recruited from the province of Heaton have all been transferred to the capital. Arriving in the capital, the formation of the Fourth Army Corps in Polun Province is still in progress, and it will not be able to exert effective combat effectiveness in a short period of time."

In order to deal with the tens of thousands of hill giants who moved southward, Long En directly transferred all the newly formed Third Army from Heaton Province.

The province of Heaton is currently defenseless, and it is suitable for some idiots to make small moves. Ron can take the opportunity to fish out all those unstable factors, and then settle them one by one after the hill giants are resolved.

Participating in the battle against the hill giant this time were the First Legion formed by non-human family members, the Second Legion formed by the artillery trained by Black Rock City, the Third Legion of Heaton Province, and the five-colored dragon directly under Long En Legion.

There are as many as [-] participants!

According to the investigation feedback, the number of those hill giants is only more than [-].

Glengo, the hill giant shaman, speculates that the old and young hill giants should be scattered and hidden in the Storm Mountains, and the remaining [-] hill giants are all powerful fighters. The young and strong hill giant.

In the face of a strong enemy, Scar suggested that the legions wait for work at ease and choose a suitable place to ambush the hill giant. Ron also agreed to this plan.

Suddenly, a white dragon landed in front of Long En's dragon's lair, and broke into the dragon's lair without order.

"Urgent report!"

Ron frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, the hill giant has changed!"

In Bailong's narration, Long En and others gradually learned what happened.

The real dragon who was in charge of the investigation in the past few days felt an energy containing the breath of death growing among the gathered hill giants.

And with the passage of time and the attacks and massacres of human towns by the hill giants, this energy has become stronger and stronger.

When a dragon went to investigate today, it suddenly discovered that the hill giants had mutated after the death energy had gathered to a certain extent.

These tall and fat mountain giants suddenly became skinny, their ears turned into long pointed ears, their eyes turned orange red close to blood red, and their skin also turned into a dark gray complexion that was almost black.

A layer of gray mist spread around them, and when they gathered in one place, countless giant faces howling in fear and pain could be seen from the dense gray mist.

Hearing Bailong's description, all the real dragons present frowned deeply.

"It's a death giant."

The death giant is the end of the millennium war between giant dragons and giants. In order to save the empire from destruction, a giant empire sacrificed the souls of all the tribesmen of the empire in exchange for gaining the blasphemous power of death and destruction.

The power of the death giant is much stronger than that of the hill giant.

The massacre along the way seems to be part of some kind of ritual, and the hill giant shaman used this to transform the hill giants of the entire high hill tribe into more powerful death giants.

But it seems to be more than that.

Although the death giants are powerful, they bear a terrible curse. This curse makes their life worse than death. It is hard to say that transforming into a death giant is a good choice.

If it wasn't necessary, Ron felt that no giant would be willing to transform into a death giant.

"What the hell is it trying to do?"

Ron vaguely felt that the mountain giant shaman's purpose was impure, but he couldn't make up a complete clue with his random thoughts.

"That idol may be the key."

Ron decided to go to the Coastal Wizarding Association and ask those legendary mages, who is the hidden existence of that statue.

After letting all the high-level officials leave, Ron told Curelia that he was going to the Coastal Wizarding Association.

Lisa Pana, who never left, frowned tightly and called Ron to stop when he was about to take off.

Ron turned around: "What's wrong?"

Lisa Parna rubbed her temples: "Can you describe that temple again?"

Seeing that Lisa Pana seemed to have thought of something, Ron re-described the structure and decoration of the temple in detail, as well as the broken statue.

"The skull without a chin symbolizes the dead, the unrecognizable figure shrouded under the robe, the standing posture of the scale symbolizing equality, the scrolls and quills placed at both ends of the scale..."

Lisa Pana pressed her eyebrows: "If I'm not wrong, things might be a little complicated."

Ron and Curelia turned to look at her.

Lisa Pana hesitated to speak, and hesitated after several times: "That statue may belong to the ancient god of death."

"Ancient Death?" Ron asked suspiciously.

Curelia frowned and explained to Ron:

"His honorable name is: King of the Dead, Recorder of Death, Lord of the End of All Things."

(End of this chapter)