Real elves vs fake elves

All in all, after understanding the principles of how the runes in this world work, Aenarion found it extremely nonsensical.

Looking at the runes that appeared before his eyes, Aenarion quickly understood the information contained in them.

"The omniscient magic mechanism has started to work again? Is it stimulated by some unknown energy?"

"The situation inside the Hell Mine

It has become more complex, and the channels inside are constantly changing every moment, as if they have come alive."

"The large number of elemental creatures active in the Hell Mine and Black Drop are stimulated by another inexplicable energy... This should have nothing to do with me, probably."

After reading the relevant information, Aenarion immediately made a rough guess based on the information of Night Raid Group Six, Nine Four Nine Three, Six One Thirty Five.

The omniscient magic mechanism is working again. There are two possibilities. One is that the Slan Demon who once created this machine has awakened again. Although all the Slan Demons were killed by Brave Conan, if these powerful creatures refuse to die, they can force their souls not to leave the mummy. The result is that because of the incompatibility between the soul and the body, they often fall into a long death-like sleep.

The second possibility is that the evil hero Nicholas restarted the machine, but because the timing doesn't match, the possibility is not very high.

The reason why the interior of the Hell Mine is constantly changing is actually very simple. Due to the out-of-control operation of the omniscient magic mechanism, most of the interior of the mine has been integrated with the Netherworld. Due to the special nature of the Netherworld, this constant change is normal.

Finally, a large number of creatures from the elemental world appeared... How did this background force suddenly appear? !

This is just like a game with a Western fantasy background suddenly telling you that it will release a background force called "Zhendan". Of course you will be surprised, and you will pay for it, but you will inexplicably feel a sense of incongruity and surprise.

It can't be that because Aenarion and Neroth came up with the "Way of Elements", the "Golden Forest" and the "Elemental Realm" began to move closer, and those elemental creatures attracted by the "Golden Forest" came to the mortal world, right?

It shouldn't be possible, right?

There's a high probability that this pot isn't yours, right?

I don’t know why, but the more I think about it, the more guilty I feel, as if I really did something wrong.

"I understand. The underground world is already preparing for a world-shaking event. I need to readjust the focus of the Phoenix Court's work."

The Glorious One nodded upon hearing this, and remained silent from beginning to end, as if he couldn't speak at all.

Just as the Phoenix Royal Court began to temporarily shrink its power, Nicholas's journey to wreak havoc in the human world was about to begin. It was unknown how long the sale of various commodities and the guarantee of trade routes would last. For the Phoenix Royal Court now, money was not the most important thing. The most important thing was to accumulate a large amount of materials and then develop productivity.

This is why Aenarion always spends money lavishly. He knows that eventually there will be various bosses who will destroy the entire world of Tema single-handedly. By that time, it will cost 30 million to buy an egg.

As the elves of the Phoenix Court began to strengthen their ties with the dwarves, a storm was brewing on the human side.

Because of the disappearance of the Hyena Knight, the Griffin Principality and the Falcon Principality simultaneously announced that Nicholas was directly responsible for Francis' death. While announcing the deprivation of his noble status, they also issued a wanted order with a high reward.

The Red Dragon Principality was completely destroyed, and the Red Dragon Grand Duke's family no longer had any channels to contact the outside world. According to general experience, the Red Dragon family should be detained and await ransom. The nobles who were related to the Red Dragon family have already put pressure on the Rock Eagle Principality to ask the Rock Eagle Grand Duke to send troops to suppress the rebellion in the Red Dragon Principality.

Because Grand Duke Wolfhound often stayed with Nicholas, he was also highly suspected of "murdering" Francis. The Human Empire will hold a meeting of high lords to discuss depriving Orlando of his status as Grand Duke Wolfhound. The border of the Wolfhound Principality has been occupied by 8,000 soldiers of the Falcon Principality. It is unknown when a war will break out between the two principalities.

Except for the last one, the other three things were just trivial matters in the minds of many human nobles. Depriving the Wolfhound Grand Duke of his status also caused dissatisfaction among a series of small and medium nobles. They did feel that the Falcon Principality and the Griffin Principality were too powerful, which made them, the small nobles, feel insecure.

But in the end, all the nobles of mankind will realize that the above problems will no longer be problems. A terrifying demon has opened its huge kiss, and wherever its sword points, it will eventually turn into a sinking sea of ​​blood.

In the Red Dragon Duchy, outside the castle of the Red Dragon Family, a huge mortar fell with a loud bang, crushing the wailing nobles in the stone trough to death. Blood, minced meat and bones fell around the stone trough. Countless people devoured the flesh and blood with hatred and gnashing teeth, like crazy. Their bloodshot eyes were like wild beasts that were ready to devour their prey, and hatred washed away their already limited rationality.

In addition to these resentful slaves and poor people, some people who were better dressed were also devouring the flesh and blood with sorrow on their faces. They did not want to devour it but dared not not to, because after all, there was a group of grinning orcs standing behind them, and these people did not want to become part of this stone trough.

And at the highest point where everyone could see, Nicholas, who was strong as if he was the savior of the end of the century, sat on the throne with a battle axe in his hand and looked at everything in front of him coldly. He was like a cold god of war, and only war and blood could make his cold consciousness boil again.

Chapter 114 It’s broken! The Dragon King’s son-in-law’s mouth didn’t turn crooked!

Although the Human Empire is nominally a country, the brave Sigmar may have been very disgusted with the elves' political system, so he did not

Create a centralized super empire.

Although the seven human duchies are now one country in name, they are basically in a state of living separately. The Human Empire does not have a so-called "Imperial Court", and the Emperor of the Empire is elected by the Grand Dukes rather than being the only one for eternity. Therefore, the entire Human Empire is in a state of plastic sisterhood.

To put it bluntly, the centripetal force is extremely poor. It is more like a confederation than an empire. I wonder if the heroic feat of the brave men in the past who united all human beings to fight against the enemies of humanity can happen again.

However, judging by the current attitude of the human nobles towards the heroes, it is likely that this will never happen again. Not many people hope that the grand scene of all of humanity being united under one person's banner will ever happen again.

This naturally includes Grand Duke Wordsworth.

As the biological mother of Francis and Nicholas, although she is already in her forties, her appearance is still beautiful because she has taken good care of herself. Due to the powerful strength of the Griffin Duchy and the fact that she is also a mage, this woman seems quite unfathomable.

Now this noble woman is watching the roaring machinery in a workshop. In front of her, a huge steel beast is starting up. The thick black smoke spewing out of the chimney makes it look extremely majestic.

"It is powered by a steam core that was successfully developed by the Engineers Association after more than 150 years of research. Its outer shell is made of 150mm thick fine steel. Each piece of fine steel has been blessed by the Cathedral for more than three years. The main gun is a mm caliber naval gun that was dismantled and installed. Its power is enough to directly destroy the Unyielding Gate of Griffin City."

"And the most outstanding achievement is its secondary gun. This secondary gun, which is made from the smelted holy image on the top of the cathedral, has surpassed our current engineering level. The miracle it created is impossible to replicate."

"Although its caliber is only 75mm, which is only half of the main gun, it can switch into three modes: jet mode that sprays high-temperature steam, rapid-fire mode that fires rapid-fire projectiles, and magic mode that fires magic light arrows."

"The lack of behemoths has always been a pain point for us humans, but after this war machine is created, I dare say that it can completely become a behemoth for us humans!"

"It can solve all enemies of humanity!"

Grand Duke Wordsworth said nothing. She just stroked the giant war machine, feeling the beating mechanical soul inside it. A strong breath of destruction and tyranny rushed straight into her soul along with her touch. This feeling made her familiar and alert, just like...

"Like a hero."

The engineer who was serving nearby: “…Ah?”

Wordsworth: "Nothing. You said before that this war machine can deal with all enemies of mankind?"

The engineer was stunned for a moment. After all, you had just said it again, and he was a little confused about what you meant. So he could only nod and say, "That's right, sir. After our test, even a giant cannot defeat a steam tank."

"These stupid giants can't even touch the edge of the tank before they are killed by the main gun."

Wordsworth: "Very good, then expand the production according to this blueprint. I will approve another 100,000 gold shields for your factory in the name of the Griffin Principality. I hope you won't let me down."

As he spoke, Wordsworth wiped the part of his hand that had touched the tank with a tissue. Seeing the charming figure of the woman leaving, the soldiers and workers on both sides bowed their heads with fanaticism and loyalty.

The Griffin Duchy has been able to achieve its current success and stand out from many duchies to reach the same level as the Falcon Duchy, all because of the efforts of this woman alone.

Not to mention his achievements, just the fact that he improved the status of the lower classes was enough to win the support of the common people (not the poor).

For the common people, there are only two ways out: one is to become a nobleman, and the other is to become a filler. Although Wordsworth did not give the common people more ways out, he improved their treatment and their status at the same time, so that they no longer had to face their superiors like slaves as in the past.

Regardless of what he actually thinks in his heart, these actions alone are enough for the common people to support this ruler.

Walking out of the factory and facing the glaring sun, Wordsworth squinted his eyes.

"My son has become successful." Thinking over the recent intelligence, the woman's expression remained unchanged, looking unfathomable. "I originally only suspected that Francis was going to cause trouble, but I didn't expect that his useless brother would suddenly become successful. It's really unexpected."

As she spoke, it was as if the two brave brothers were not her children at all. She was so heartless and ungrateful that it was frightening.

"It would be great if one or two of them were the same as their useless father."

After saying this, the woman walked onto her luxurious hovercraft. This kind of precious elven creation was not something that ordinary dignitaries could obtain. Only dignitaries of the level of the Griffin Grand Duke could own a few.

The maid beside her was helping her master get into the car, but after hearing what the other party said, she couldn't help feeling indignant even though she was a maid.

"Useless father? Didn't you ruin him all your life?!"

"You were able to climb to your current position by using his identity as a descendant of Sigmar. Otherwise, you would be nothing more than the old Grand Duke's useless

An insignificant one among the many descendants."

Of course, these words were just what the maid thought in her heart. She dared not speak out loud to speak up for the middle-aged man who was obese but still honest and kind.

In the Griffin Duchy, Wordsworth is the queen who has the final say.

At the same time, the "promising son" mentioned by Wordsworth was sitting opposite Lord Ganji. In front of them were mouth-watering delicacies, each of which was a delicacy that the common people had never seen or heard of before.

"The Duke of Wolfhound has been controlled. Although he is one of the three great knights, he is controlled by the Bronze Wolf Knight... He is not a straw bag like Hyena who just stands in line. He is a strong man who has truly fought his way out of the sea of ​​blood. Many people believe that if they fight to the death, he is stronger than Orlando."

Nicholas said nothing. He tore the leg of lamb in front of him like a barbarian. The noble gift he once received had completely disappeared. The way he ate now looked even more like a barbarian than the Yankees.

"I'm almost done... This is the last batch of supplies I'm sending to you. Your mother initiated the discussion. She thinks I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a Grand Duke."

Upon hearing this, Nicholas finally stopped what he was doing with the leg of lamb. He raised his head and glanced at the obese man opposite him, and there was finally a hint of emotion in his eyes.

Chapter 115: A skilled and courageous person enters the devil's cave alone

Blackfall, Dwarf Fortress.

With the investment of a large amount of resources and the joint repairs by the elves and dwarves, the agricultural city that the dwarves used as the final fortress finally took shape. Although the current achievements cannot be compared with the resources that the dwarves have invested, these achievements represent something more important to the dwarves -

hope.

Looking at the Dwarf Fortress gradually regaining its vitality and popularity, Aenarion and these dwarves felt that their hard work was not in vain after all.

Although these dwarfs have bad tempers, are short, narrow-minded, petty, alcoholic, and short, but because of their tenacity and loyalty, it seems that no other race in the world is qualified to criticize them.

"King of the Elves, I wonder if you are satisfied with the precious minerals we recently transported to you?"

The dwarf prince Wordsworth laughed when he saw Aenarion approaching, and said that according to the dwarf custom, he should give a big hug at this time, but after comparing the heights of both parties, Wordsworth felt that the hugging form of hugging with the thighs was really indecent, so he could only give up with regret.

"You must be satisfied. Even our most outstanding old blacksmiths are full of praise for the newly mined minerals!"

In response to Wordsworth's self-questioning and answering, Aenarion naturally nodded, still with that sullen expression, but everyone was used to it. Everyone knew that Lord Aenarion had little emotional fluctuation, and because this characteristic was so consistent with the stereotype of the savior, no one even expressed any doubts about this point.

It was as if Aenarion was supposed not to have too many emotional fluctuations.

Wordsworth: "And the war preparedness you mentioned, everyone has been paying close attention to it recently."

"Moreover, during this period of time, our ranger troops and the expeditionary troops have gathered more and more relatives. Now the entire city can operate normally. Except for a small shortage of food, we can barely take care of other things, including self-protection."

Aenarion knew that the dwarves had been fighting hard during this period. These strong earthlings were willing to risk their lives for their homes. The strength of the dwarves had gradually been revealed in these guys, and the various mechanical creations brought to the surface were the best example.

"We have restarted the 420mm heavy artillery that we dragged back. After using the blessed shells, its power is enough to tear the Faceless Men into pieces! Not to mention those Faceless Men's lackeys. They can only be turned into dust by the heavy artillery."

Aenarion nodded in agreement with the dwarf's words. He had just seen the giant cannon. Its shape, its intimidating power, and its data were enough to make a geek so happy that he would call her his wife.

Just like the classic saying, there is nothing greater than love in the world, except the special 420mm caliber heavy artillery!

Such a powerful, domineering and wild steel creature would make any ordinary otaku grit his teeth in excitement upon seeing it!

"This time I need you as a transit point. I need to go into the abyss."

These words froze not only Wordsworth but also the group of dwarves and elves serving beside him.

Regardless of the men's surprise, Aenarion continued speaking.

"I have already given instructions for the Phoenix Court. Terry and Eric will coordinate everything. As a transit station, Daxi and Mia will stay here to take charge of the transportation of supplies. As the chief mage, only Neros can try to communicate with me."

"And I am the only one who has entered the abyss."

Wordsworth opened his mouth, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Come to think of it, Aenarion is probably the only one in the Phoenix Court who can go down to the abyss. It's not that the elves are timid, but they are simply afraid that they will become a burden if they go along.

In the eyes of most elves, Aenarion is almost omnipotent.

And in the service of Aenarion

According to those on the right, the word "almost" can be removed.

Now Aenarion's instructions to the dwarves were like instructions from a boss to his subordinates, but the dwarves did not feel the slightest sense of disobedience. Although these guys were very unhappy with the elves, they were still convinced by the big guy.

Wordsworth: "Although we know that you have amazing abilities, the abyss is extremely dangerous and you still need to be careful."

Aenarion waved his hand and smiled, a rare moment. "I know. With your blessing, I will leave tonight."

After increasing the defense level of the Dwarf Fortress several times, Aenarion finally disappeared one night without anyone knowing.

The abyss is located at the lowest known end of the world. According to its depth, it is basically equivalent to the "Moho layer" of the earth.

The surface, the black drop, and the abyss are the three known layers of this world. The three are connected by the hell mines. And because this world is idealistic, the abyss has a heavy netherworld attribute.

In this bullshit world, no matter what it is, once it is contaminated by the underworld, it becomes dirty.

In the Hellmines, Aenarion walked alone.

There was no light and no sound here, but Aenarion seemed to be able to see everything around him clearly. He always walked on the right path without any bumps, which was smoother than walking on a clean avenue under the sun.

Although Aenarion encountered nothing along the way, he was able to infer a lot of history through the buildings in various parts of the hell mines and the rooms that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

After all, the focus of the game "Harem Overlord" is always on do. Ten percent of the plot is settings and history, and the rest is all do!

I didn't feel anything when I was playing the game, but I was even bored watching the plot and pressed skip buttons frequently. After traveling through time, I just felt that the few plots were full of contradictions and confusing logic. This writer deserves to be paid so little.

"The Slan Demons did not completely lose their power after being driven into the underground world. They were obviously in a state of confrontation for a while because the Light People were unfamiliar with the underground world. These unopened weapons and supplies and the transfer orders clearly prove this."

"It can even be said that the Lightborn have never conquered the Hell Mine from beginning to end."

Picking up a sword that was once the standard equipment of the soldiers under the command of the Slann Demons, Aenarion fell into deep thought.

Since they were able to confront Guangyi and not lose, then why did Shilan Mo suddenly fall from grace?

When Sigma Tutu's Lightborn were killing the elves, the Slan Demons did not come out to add insult to injury, which was inconsistent with the setting of the two thousand-year-old enemies.

By the time of Conan Tutu's Slanmo, it was obvious that the Slanmo organization had degenerated into a "Mage Society" type, and could no longer be called a true empire.

Who was it that really pushed Slanmo into the abyss?

Chapter 116 Obtaining inheritance

As Aenarion went deeper into the Hellmines, the environment around him began to change more and more, closer to the Underworld, horrifying and unbelievable changes.