I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 67 67. I'm Going to Launch an Awesome Charge!

"Markov, you've already used a lot of miracle drugs! Leave the opportunity for others, understand?"

"Father, are you referring to yourself when you say 'others'?"

"Markov, your father is old, his body is not as good as before. If I don't get this miracle drug today, I may not have another chance in the future..."

"Stop talking about age, Father. When you beat me, you didn't seem old and weak at all!"

"I am the Dawn Church's only Cardinal, symbolizing the dawn and Master Ian's face. My strength improving is more important to the Dawn Church!"

"I'm also the Holy Knight Order Commander personally appointed by Master Ian!"

"Markov, can't you let your dad have it?"

"Father, you already have the Ender Pearl and the Bixie Swordplay, can't you let the young people have it?"

"Bastard! Don't you even understand filial piety now! I bled for the Master! I have contributed to the Dawn!"

"Who hasn't? Master Ian said, people can't always lie on their laurels and sleep!"

"I'm your dad! You have to respect the old!"

"I'm your son, you have to love the young!"

"You little bastard! Draw your sword! Today, I'll let you know that your old man will always be your old man!"

"Draw my sword, then draw my sword. If you have the ability, let me drink a few bottles of potion first!"

...

Leaning on the railing of the high platform, Ian watched Leyal and the others arguing below with a smile on his lips.

He didn't remember how many times the usually dignified old gentleman Leyal had ruined his image since coming to the MC world.

Perhaps, every day in the MC world, Leyal is subverting the image he used to leave in everyone's hearts.

But this time, Ian understood Leyal.

In the continent of Rodri, there are actually many ways to temporarily increase strength.

Some berserk magic and bizarre berserk potions of the demon race.

The Dragon King's precious blood of the dragon race.

The Golden Flower of the Beamon race...

Each race has more or less some kind of stimulant-like thing.

Among them, the most famous, besides the Sluggish Spirit Liquid that only the Shadow of Sloth clan under the King of Sloth can make,

is the Moon Essence Pearl of the mermaid clan deep in the sea.

The Moon Essence Pearl is condensed from the Moon Harvesting Clam cultivated by the mermaid clan. One clam, one pearl, harvested every three years.

The Moon Harvesting Clam only lives in the deepest part of the sea, where the moonlight pours down.

It sleeps during the day and floats up at night to collect the moonlight.

A Moon Essence Pearl can increase the strength of a mermaid warrior by more than tenfold in all aspects.

It sounds very powerful, but in reality...

This thing, even all these things in the continent of Rodri, have great limitations.

First, there is the output. Whether it is the Golden Flower or the Moon Essence Pearl, those are the foundations of each race. They will never be used unless it is a time of war or a matter of life and death.

Decades after the end of the Fourth Anti-Demon War, it is still unknown whether these things have accumulated enough to reach tens of thousands.

Second, there is the limitation of their use.

These things have a high degree of attribution. Similar to the Moon Essence Pearl, it can only be used by the mermaid clan. If other races use it, not only will it have no effect, but it will also be highly poisonous.

Third, and also the most important point.

That is, their powerful side effects.

Similar to the Golden Flower, although it can allow the Beamon clan to directly enter the Golden Beamon state, their strength will increase several times.

But this thing requires the Beamon clan to use their essence and blood to operate and catalyze it. Using it once brings them one step closer to death.

So, things that temporarily increase strength are treasures of all races, but also deadly poisons.

They will never be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

However, the human race does not have this kind of trouble.

Because the human race doesn't have it.

The human race stands unshakable in the Hundred Race Alliance, and even has the position of one of the war front commanders, all thanks to two words.

Many people!

The human race is not as strong as the dragon race, not as wise as the elf race, not as good at forging as the dwarf race, and not as good at flying as the wing race...

But the human race also has a specialty that the Hundred Race Alliance cannot match.

They can breed!

Fighting wars all depends on piling up human lives.

Taking the elf race as an example, after the Fourth Anti-Demon War, the elf race was also severely damaged, and the number of people was estimated to be less than 50,000.

Decades have passed, and I heard that it has not yet recovered to 100,000.

What about the human race?

More than 80 million troops died in the Fourth Anti-Demon War. Decades have passed, and the number of troops expanded by various human countries has exceeded 100 million...

Ian really can't tell whether being able to breed is a blessing or a misfortune.

Many races in the Hundred Race Alliance believe that because God has given the human race a strong reproductive ability, He has deprived them of their strength and wisdom.

But Ian felt that perhaps it was not so.

If it weren't for those corrupt nobles fighting each other and the Hundred Race Alliance being selfish,

Perhaps the human race would be the main force in annihilating the demon race.

Life is like this. After hundreds of years of fighting against the demon race, they have long been accustomed to this stalemate.

It's like a pride of lions roaming the grasslands suddenly encountering a group of tigers.

After a long struggle, the pride of lions feels that although there are occasional frictions and sacrifices, they can still catch prey and it does not affect their survival, so they let it go and maintain this situation.

But the pride of lions probably forgot that this grassland originally belonged to them, and the tigers should not be here either.

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The pride of lions will not unite until it is a time of real life and death crisis.

But when they are about to be exterminated, is unity still useful?

The demon race is like a tiger, they don't like to share like a pride of lions. What they want has always been domination.

But that was before.

From the moment the Dawn Church was born, Ian decided to set a new rule for the Hundred Race Alliance.

What human race, elf race, dragon race... all are children of the Dawn!

They must all charge to the death at the order of the Dawn.

And this great era of Dawn will be opened by alchemical potions!

Ian is confident that alchemical potions have this ability.

...

What does a stimulant with no side effects, a large quantity, and a more significant effect on increasing strength mean?

If it were before, Leyal and the others might not have had a detailed understanding in their hearts. After all, there was no entry point for this kind of thing, even in dreams.

So Ian chose to speak with facts.

Returning to Blackwater City, he transferred an ordinary soldier who had just joined the Papal Army.

He had him take various alchemical potions and fight Markov, who had already advanced to a powerful knight.

The Papal Army, wielding an MC world wooden sword, made Markov, who was holding a Drawing Sword, realize what it meant to create miracles with brute force.

One slash knocked away the weapon, two slashes knocked down Markov, and the third slash went down...

Markov dodged it, but the city wall behind him was not so lucky.

A section of the Blackwater City wall, three meters thick, was cut out with a gap, and the gravel hit Markov's face, making his heart as cold as his demon-slaying knife.

Markov then realized that he really didn't have much credit for defeating Leyal before, it was all thanks to the alchemical potion.

And this soldier was finally defeated by Leyal.

When the effect of the alchemical potion ended, the soldier's face was not red and he was not panting. He even did dozens of push-ups in front of everyone.

Everything Ian said came true.

Instantly increase strength without side effects...

Markov and the others followed Ian back to the MC world in a daze.

More than twenty years of cultivation is not as good as one minute of taking drugs.

So, after practicing and practicing, in the end, you practiced loneliness?

This trance continued until Ian's light sentence ended.

"The blaze rod is the core material for making alchemical potions, and the blaze rod has already been made into a farm. Other required materials can now basically be mass-produced."

"In words that you can understand, we can now make enough of this potion to arm five thousand people a day."

"In the future, as these farms become more and more numerous, there will be so many alchemical potions that you will pour one bottle after drinking one bottle. In the future, this thing will be standard equipment for the army under the Dawn Church."

Now, his head was no longer dizzy, he was no longer panting, and his depressed mood was swept away.

Leyal quickly did a simple multiplication application problem calculation in his mind.

It is known that ordinary people who take the enhancement potion can instantly gain the power to defeat a powerful knight in a short period of time.

Moreover, this potion has extremely high daily output and can reach an endless supply in the future.

Multiply the two factors to get the result.

The Dawn Church will mass-produce powerful knights!

The loyal army belonging to the Dawn Church will all become strong men at the lowest level of powerful knights.

Even after adding MC equipment, their strength will be even stronger...

Of course, the process of derivation has not ended here.

Ian filled in the final derived result for them.

When all the troops under the Dawn Church instantly become powerful knights on the battlefield, what kind of scenery will it be?

...

Get ready!

I am going to launch an awesome charge!