Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

As we all know, the premise of bargaining is not to let the seller see that you really want this thing.

Otherwise, it would be good if the other party doesn’t raise the price.

Unfortunately, Asmodeus had not thought of this.

After paying a lot of hell's mineral resources, the "poor" mid-life crisis devil was finally able to check the analysis of the intelligence he brought.

The information he brought!

However, Asmodeus was not too dissatisfied, because what Drogo did was really -

It's so devilish!

Sure enough, facing the experienced dragon, Hell still has a lot to offer.

No wonder they have developed so quickly.

worth learning.

Asmodeus, whose thoughts were slipping in a strange direction, came to the laboratory.

The researcher showed the analysis results to the dragon and the devil.

"According to all the data we compared about demons, this group of demons is of different types. Under normal circumstances, they would not work together."

"I know this. No one knows demons better than the devil. Is there anything I don't know?" Asmodeus interrupted.

He paid for several mines, not just to see this.

The researcher continued, "We also compared the movement patterns of these demons, which do not match their own racial characteristics. All the demons that appear in the video exclude extra limbs and only observe the main limbs, which are the limbs with the same structure as humans. It can be found that their movement patterns are highly similar to humans. Therefore, we speculate that these demons may be controlled by humans or intelligent creatures that are highly similar to humans."

After listening to the researcher's story, Asmodeus' eyes widened.

This is a very bold guess.

What on earth are these researchers' brains like? When he first saw this group of demons, he only thought their movements were a bit strange. Who would have thought that only observing limbs with the same structure as humans would be so tricky from such a perspective?

"Is it just inferred from the actions?" Drogo asked, "Is there any more convincing evidence?"

Although what the researcher said made sense, Drogo still felt that it was not reliable to infer based on actions alone.

"There are also records of magic fluctuations," the researcher added. "In addition to the elemental turbulence in the plane rift, the magic fluctuations recorded at this scene also have a fairly stable fluctuation with multiple source points and a fixed frequency output, which is very consistent with the characteristics of a magic device. And here."

The researcher paused the video, zoomed in, and pointed to one of the demons with its neck exposed. He said, "This grayish-white object here is not the structure that this type of demon should have."

Because the picture is enlarged, it is difficult to see it clearly.

But you can still see a small gray-white object on the back of the demon's neck.

The researcher then called up several other images, which also showed similar objects.

Obviously, this thing is not something that the devil himself grows.

"We believe that this should be a control-type magic device, a medium for manipulating demons."

Hearing this, Asmodeus said, "That is to say, this group of demons is related to Felin."

The person who has the technology to develop this thing can only be from the main plane.

"Yes," the researcher affirmed, "so the plane rift may not be connected to the Abyss, but to Felin. It may even be a rift created by these demons, which explains why they are doing similar research work."

"Create rifts?" Asmodeus had never heard of such a technology.

Drogo then said, "It's possible. Since the Church can control the gates of Hell, similar technology should be able to be used to create rifts. It might even be easier."

Asmodeus thought about it and realized that, indeed, because the gates of hell were controlled by the church in the past, all the demons that fled to the main plane to deceive people had to pass through the rift.

In order to be able to travel to Felin more stably, the devils in the past also did a lot of research on rifts. Although they could not create rifts, they had mastered some of the rules for their creation.

Then it is not unreasonable that the main plane with higher technology has the technology to create rifts.

He estimated that if the Drogo Group wanted to master this technology, it would probably take no more than a few months.

Drogo suddenly asked, "If we create a rift, will it be difficult to track? That's why we don't choose a more stable path."

"My main research area has nothing to do with plane teleportation, so it's difficult for me to answer this question from a very professional perspective," the researcher replied in a very rigorous manner. "Based solely on my understanding of magic fluctuations, rifts are indeed more difficult to track."

"Ok."

Drogo scratched his head and decided to arrange someone to study it later.

"It's hard to track them, and they are secretly transported to Felin. It's very likely that humans are controlling the demon bodies," he summarized the characteristics of these demons. "No matter how you look at it, it looks like military use, using a large number of demons as cannon fodder, and then using human control to solve the demons' brainless shortcomings. I just don't know how to obtain these demons."

As for who wants to fight with demons.

It’s not that Drogo is prejudiced against Loman, but no matter how you look at it, they are the biggest suspects.

The mainland is a powerful country and has the ability to carry out this operation.

They are preparing for war and have the confidence to challenge almost all other countries. This confidence is either due to Emperor Roman being crazy or the massive demonic army.

The coming war is more troublesome than expected.

Drogo asked, "Can you guess what method they use to control the demons?"

Control spells, or possession spells, are not uncommon in Felin's history, and the methods of operation are also very different.

The most common way to control a golem is for its owner to give simple verbal commands.

More complex ones, such as constructs, use different types of controllers with various rune buttons on them, and it takes a long time of training to become proficient in their use.

The appearance of these demons does not quite match the conventional control methods.

"It's hard to tell unless you see the real thing, but judging by the video, it does look very similar..."

"It's very similar to the game Guarding the Ruins." Asmodeus continued.

In his last game, the former Lord of Hell he played had a tail, but he didn't.

So during the game, it feels like there is a tail that can be controlled but not easily controlled, which is very strange.

This is very similar to the situation of these "demon pilots" who can only control the limbs that humans also have.

"It couldn't be you who did it." Asmodeus teased.

After making sure that this matter was not aimed at hell, he had the leisure to joke about it.

At least it looked like Drogo would have to go with him.

"Of course not," Drogo denied immediately, "It was most likely done by a bunch of cult lunatics, the Soul Ascender."

Since the Soul Ascenders can invade consciousness, then it is only one step to control it through the invaded consciousness.

"Soul Ascenders? Those God-making enthusiasts?"

"Have you ever been in contact with it?"

"The church mentioned it."

"Should we inform the church about this as well?" Drogo suddenly asked.

This sentence silenced Asmodeus.

What does Drogo mean by this?
Does he have a good relationship with the church?
The key is that this despicable red dragon can't tell whether what he says is true or false.

Asmodeus looked tentatively into Drogo's little fireball eyes.

Who can tell him whether that little flame represents sincerity or insincerity?

Logically speaking, the communication between Hell and Felin was completely under the control of the church. But the devil didn't like the church, he just couldn't beat them and was scared.

If someone uses demons to stir up trouble this time and starts a war on the continent, maybe it can weaken the influence of the church and test whether the magic goddess, who has not appeared for many years, still has the strength.

So from the perspective of hell, if you are sick, inform the church and let them give you a warning.

There is no benefit in telling the church, they will just think that this is what devout believers should do.

As for Drogo, I heard that the Drogo Group has some cooperation with the church in games and media.

But what about his attitude towards the Magic Goddess...

After a brainstorm, Asmodeus suddenly had an idea.

"It is not allowed in principle if the church is not informed."

Words!

As soon as these words were spoken, the dragon and the devil looked at each other and laughed, making sounds that were very villain-like in cartoons.

After laughing, Drogo said, "If war breaks out, Phelin will probably need a lot of fighting forces."

"The demons have deeply reflected on the damage caused to themselves by the long-term war, and are now a peace-loving group."

Asmodeus's face clearly showed "you need to pay more".

"We can provide some high-quality mineral resources to get the peaceful warriors of Hell to participate in the just war."

"High-quality mineral resources," Asmodeus responded, "Are you going to pay with Hell's mines?"

"What's wrong? Isn't the mine in hell a mine? You are a devil whose hometown is hell, so you can't discriminate against the mines in hell."

"That's what you just tricked me into doing!"

"Hey, please watch your choice of words. How can you call it a 'trap'? This is called friendly business dealings. If you continue to slander me, watch out for Sutton to impose tariffs on hell."

"So evil!"

"Do you want it?"

In the end, Asmodeus accepted Drogo's new deal with an uncomfortable look on his face.

Hell and Drogo rose from business partners to allies in mutual defense.

After realizing that the difficulty and scale of the war might be higher than originally expected, Drogo believed that the current firepower was still not enough.

When it comes to firepower, you can never have too much.

Taking this opportunity, Zhuo Ge decided to go to the weapons department of the Shenzhen Research Institute to see if there were any projects worth putting into production...

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Roman Empire, in the wilderness near the border.

Military station.

Today, all the officers gathered at the main gate of the camp, ready to welcome an important person.

Under the scorching sun, distorted waves floated in the air in the distance.

The officers lined up in armor, enduring the high temperature, their sweat soaking the lining, but they remained motionless.

The funds are sufficient to equip officers with cooling runes, but the most basic soldiers cannot enjoy this treatment, so officers should not enjoy this treatment either.

At least not in public.

Before the Northern Legion showed up, Loman's professional army was definitely the most disciplined army in Felin, far ahead of the noble private armies of other countries.

Even after Roman power declined, this tradition was maintained.

The initial failure was not due to the poor combat effectiveness of the army’s units, but rather to the fact that it was attacked by other countries and had backward productivity.

After a long wait, finally, a group of magic convoys appeared on the distant horizon.

There aren't too many fancy decorations on the magic vehicles, but if someone who understands metallurgy and magic devices looks at them, they can see at a glance that the materials and workmanship of these vehicles are extraordinary.

The convoy slowly drove into the camp. The officers who had been waiting for a long time immediately raised their right hands and shouted in unison: "Long live the emperor!"

If Drogo saw this scene, he would definitely find it very uncomfortable.

The sense of déjà vu is too strong.

However, raising the right hand is actually a more common form of military salute.

It is also a tradition with a long history in Loman.

All we can say is that a certain art student was too closely tied to this action, and forcibly tied the military salute, which was not his original creation, to himself.

In the middle of the convoy, in the most heavily guarded magic vehicle, the elderly Emperor Roman sat in the back seat, resting with his eyes closed, not looking at the loyal soldiers outside the window.

He came to see something more important.

The convoy drove deep into the camp.

This military camp was built at the foot of the mountain, leaning against a small hill that was only three hundred meters above the ground.

A huge cave was dug out on one side close to the camp, and at the entrance was a giant pure gold door nearly half a meter thick.

The huge gate is surrounded by heavily armed guards.

If someone wants to enter here without permission, it should be easier to dig the mountain than to break through this door.

The emperor's convoy went deep into the cave and drove several kilometers inward until it reached the end. The cave turned into a platform with no end in sight. Countless demon carcasses were neatly stored here.

This is the troop that Emperor Roman really wants to review.

A unit that has no fear of death.

The old emperor got out of the car, his hands on the crutches trembling with excitement.

The moment has finally arrived.

More than a hundred years ago, his grandfather discovered a way to capture demons.

A method of synthesizing a demon-specific pheromone.

This allows Loman to pass through the rift and attract small groups of invading demons from hell, directly into the prepared trap.

As technology matured, they even began to capture demons directly from the Abyss.

After a hundred years of accumulation, Roman finally obtained more than one million usable shells.

In his generation, the technology of controlling demons was also iterated through the technology of the Soul Ascenders.

The originally complex and imprecise control is transformed into flexible and direct control after the invasion of consciousness.

The bodies of demons and the consciousness of humans equal a more powerful army than has ever been seen on the continent.

After the decline of Roman, the regret and humiliation of ten generations of emperors will finally end in his hands.

A rare smile appeared on the emperor's face, which had been expressionless all the way.

He turned around and said to the generals around him, "Are you ready, gentlemen?"

"We have waited too long for this moment."

"Very good, then, it is time to remind those traitorous nations of the former glory of the Roman Empire." (End of this chapter)