Real elves vs fake elves

"It's really... amazing. Even in the general's mansion, there can't be so many gorgeous armors and weapons, right?"

The place where the equipment was stored was quickly found by the group. When the warehouse was opened, even Terry, who had remained calm, couldn't help but feel emotional and shocked.

The wealth of the Light Elves in the past was far beyond the imagination of the Moon Elves today, and it is a scene that cannot even appear in the most delusional dreams of the current elves.

After Aenarion gave the order, the elves began to count the equipment without saying a word, with no idea what they were thinking. They counted out all kinds of things they had never seen before and had no idea how to use, and placed sets of armor that were completely different in style and so exquisite that they could not be called armor on the weapon racks.

After a whole day's work, all the equipment in the Heart of the Supreme Sacred Tree was finally counted.

"There are 337 pieces of armor, and not a single one is standard. All of them are precision-made products specially ordered." Terry's eyes lit up as she looked at the armor. It was obvious that she liked these things very much. She could never imagine that the former Light People could perfectly combine weapons and works of art into one, achieving a perfect balance between practicality and aesthetics.

"Keep it for now. When I get back, have the craftsmen modify it according to my requirements. If this gets out, others will think that all the people in Lothern are perverts."

But Aenarion's words were merciless. What seemed incomparably beautiful to the other elves seemed to Aenarion like a perverted costume.

These clothes are of course pleasing to the eyes and refreshing in the game, but pleasing to the eyes and refreshing to the mind are one thing, but they don’t look like they can be used in battle, do they?

Especially the one in front of Aenarion. If he really wore it, it would be like hanging a curtain and going out. Even a bikini armor is not as excessive as this.

Terry: “Uh…”

Nelos: "If you ask your craftsmen to make major changes to these equipment, then the enchantments will become ineffective. Think carefully about that."

Aenarion: "...I will pick out a few for you to use later. I'll leave the armor aside, but I have plenty of weapons to use."

Tai Li was delighted again when she heard this. This girl was obviously quite interested in swords, spears, halberds and other things. "Yes, sir. We have counted a total of 114 enchanted longswords, 33 enchanted greatswords, 800 enchanted spears and shields each, 1476 enchanted bows, more than 10 enchanted arrows, and countless small amulets of various types."

This is undoubtedly good news and exciting. Although hundreds of years have passed, the possibility of enchanted weapons that have never been used becoming invalid is not great. Most of them can be put into use again after replenishing energy.

Such a wide variety of weapons and equipment can obviously bring an astonishing improvement to the current Lothern army. It can even be said that the number of these equipment is greater than the number of Lothern’s troops.

But some people always seem to be jealous of others, and Nellos likes to pour a pot of cold water on people when they are excited.

"These are all crappy things. Even the equipment enchanted by my apprentice is better than these enchanted garbage! Hurry up and support my Mage Tower. It won't take long for me to let you know what real enchanted equipment is!"

Nelos was quite disdainful of the sophisticated, gorgeous and even glowing equipment. According to her, these things were just enchanted garbage that fooled people. They consumed a lot of energy and could not increase the power too much. They were failures among failures.

However, no one present wanted to respond to this sister's words. After all, these equipments were already unimaginably luxurious weapons for the current Moon Clan.

After possessing these things, Aenarion's confidence in defeating the goblin overlord named Ork increased further.

Chapter 100 Time is the most precious thing for development

In front of dozens of caravans, elves were carrying astonishing amounts of goods. Their faces were filled with happy smiles, not only because of their king's generosity, but also because they were proud of Aenarion's military achievements.

Such a huge evil god! Such a terrible monster! Our king was knocked down with a back throw and a people's elbow strike! How powerful is that, Brother Feng?

Although I didn’t see it with my own eyes, the cats’ blowing of the balloons all had noses and eyes, which was quite exciting!

As the weapons were loaded onto the caravan one box at a time, Nelos's expression remained the same one of disdain. Anyone could see that he was clearly dissatisfied with these treasures.

"Even the most disappointing apprentice would feel ashamed of these things. Apart from their own value, they are completely useless. It is a waste of precious metals to carve such a crude magic array!"

These ladies criticized

These enchanted items have been criticized for several hours, and the other elves dared not say a word. Who could have expected that she would be so angry about these things.

Aenarion was silent for a moment, but finally decided to stop the guy from criticizing him.

How could he not know that these things were not top-notch stuff? He had no choice!

"According to what you said, the current enchantment level of the Darkborn has surpassed that of the Lightborn back then?"

Upon hearing this, Nellos raised his head with great pride, "That can't be said to be superior in all aspects, it can only be said that both sides are simply not on the same level. If it were those ancient masters of the Light, they might be qualified to be my apprentice."

"I have been at the forefront of taboo research for many years, and it's not for nothing!"

"Even the basics of equipment enchantment and related teaching materials of the Shenyi were obtained by me."

There was a lot of pride in his words, as if he was invincible and no one else could do it better than him.

Aenarion: "Since the deepborn are so skilled in enchantment, they must have the upper hand in the war against the dwarves?"

Neros: “…”

Aenarion: "Since the Deepborn's enchanted weapons are so powerful, you can surely outequip the Dwarves, or even knock them down and take them as slaves?"

Neros: “…”

Aenarion: "Since..."

"Stop! Don't say anymore!" Nellos' face flushed red, and he looked humiliated. He kept saying some difficult to understand words, such as "the dwarves control all the high-quality mines", "a good cook cannot cook without rice", "overwhelming numerical advantage", etc., which made the atmosphere here extremely depressing. No one dared to show a happy mood.

The wizard is not kidding. If humans can't deal with the dwarves, can't they deal with you?

Seeing that Neroth did not want to brag any more, Aenarion stopped bullying him and walked to a row of caravans.

The things here are much more valuable to Aenarion than those dozen carts of gold shields.

There are all kinds of books here. Even if you exclude those about religion, storytelling, and the little emperor's uncle, it is still a very astonishing wealth.

Glancing back and forth at the books, Aenarion suddenly turned to look at Neroth, the most knowledgeable person in Lothern.

"Wait for those truckloads of gold shields. Pick up three of them first when you return."

With these words, such astonishing wealth was distributed, but what it received in return was not ecstasy, but Nellos's vigilance.

"What do you want to do?! I'm telling you, I've been through a lot and have seen a lot. This much wealth can only buy 20% of the knowledge in my mind at most. More is not a problem, but..."

Before he could finish his words, Aenarion interrupted him and said, "When we get back, we two will take the lead and call a few people who have read books to sort these books into different categories. The four-story building next to the city hall can be used as a large library."

"Ancient knowledge is priceless. What we need to do is to dig it out and preserve it, but at the same time, we must discard the dross and retain the essence. We must always remember how the Light Race disappeared."

In Aenarion's mind, the inheritance and emphasis on knowledge is the foundation for a nation to rise. When the Romans entered Greece, they looted, smashed, burned and robbed other places, but they preserved the Great Library intact; when Liu Bang entered Xianyang, all the generals rushed to take away the gold, silk and other valuables, but He alone went in first to collect the Qin Prime Minister's censor's law and books and stored them; Ci Laogui declared war on the Eight Kingdoms, and in order to deal with the British, the Qing soldiers took the initiative to burn the library where the Yongle Encyclopedia was stored, and in the end even the British army subconsciously went to rescue the books. (In the end, they bought it back, but there were only 500 to 600 volumes of the 20,000 volumes of the Yongle Encyclopedia left. Don't be sad, because they had been sold by the Hanlin for 5 taels each before...)

Upon hearing this, Nelos first glanced at the carts of books, then glanced at the three carts of golden shields, and finally did not say anything about adding money.

The other party has already taken the initiative to add money, what else do you want...

With a creaking sound, the numerous caravans that had been loaded with goods for nearly two days finally began to move. These huge vehicles were pulled by a creature similar to a cow. This creature was hardworking, diligent, strong, easy to feed, and had a docile personality. It could almost be considered a perfect livestock, with almost no shortcomings except for its poor appearance.

Once the Phoenix Court has completely absorbed the knowledge and facilities in the White Deer Nature Park and perfectly mastered the biotechnology of the Light Race, Lothern's productivity will be further improved.

The premise of all this is that it takes time.

"I need time, more time..."

"I need time! More time!"

Inside the dark dungeon, the goblin named Oak looked at the dense army of goblins in front of him, frowned, and came to a conclusion.

Leather armor made of various leathers, spears inlaid with rusty iron sheets, various wild and unruly war beasts, and even mutated goblins with huge bodies, everything was completely unimaginable by the inferior monster race in the past, but all this was not enough for Ork.

“7000个持矛哥布林里面只诞生了6个矛兵教练，13000个剑盾哥布林里面只有11个剑盾教练，3000名枪炮哥布林里面更是只有一个枪炮教练！”

Oak looked at the row of goblins standing in front of him, whose size was similar to that of humans, and calculated with a frown.

"As a reproductive vehicle, humanoids are better than beasts.

There are many useful ones. Elite goblins are born from human-shaped reproductive carriers. The reproductive carriers made of wild beasts such as wild boars and bison will even cause the born goblins to degenerate to a certain extent if used for a long time! "

The goblin dungeons are connected to each other, and each type of dungeon has different functions, some are responsible for producing food, some are responsible for making equipment, and some are responsible for producing people. But without exception, these dungeons are always in a state of oversaturation, and an astonishing number of goblins die at their jobs every day.

If it were any other race, they would have mutinied or even overthrown the rule of Ork. But the goblins were different. Since the birth of the goblin named "Ok", the entire race seemed to have been reborn. They were all infected by something like madness, exuding a jaw-dropping madness from beginning to end...

It gives people the feeling of madness with a strong self-destructive tendency!

Chapter 101: All gods like to stir up trouble

There are so many goblins, and they are getting stronger and taller. It can be said that they have completely escaped the category of the original dirty and despicable little monsters. They are no longer the pathetic things between wild beasts and intelligent creatures.

But who could have known that these little monsters, who were becoming stronger and stronger, were so fanatically loyal to a monster who was considered short and skinny even among the goblins?

"Just having numbers is not enough. Even the current Warrior Goblins are weak compared to humans. Worker Goblins can't work as long as humans...Humans can work continuously for 14 hours a day. If Goblins were to work at this level, they would probably die of exhaustion in less than a month!"

As Oak spoke, his mind worked frantically, and the blueprint of the "perfect race" of the future was sketched out bit by bit. In his mind, not to mention wisdom, just in terms of strength and physical fitness, it must surpass elves, humans and even dwarves.

Suddenly, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground was heard, and a tall figure slowly appeared behind Ou Ke.

Turning around, Oak looked expressionlessly at the woman who was walking towards him, an elf woman.

"I bow to the mighty name of the God of Desire." The elf girl made a blasphemous gesture and then smiled brightly. "My lord, are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?"

"She is of royal bloodline of the White Deer Royal Court and has the talent of a magician. Before she was arrested, I did everything I could to activate her magician potential. Such a sample must be very important to you."

Oak lowered his head and hid his eyes in the shadows, letting the darkness conceal his fear that could not be hidden at all.

"You... no, what do you want? What can the goblins give you?"

The elf woman in front of him was apparently an ordinary waste elf noble. After plundering this woman, Oak also made her into a fertility carrier according to the usual procedures. Then, the next day, the room carrying this "fertility carrier" was left with only this elf woman who had recovered her original expression and was a little unsatisfied, and more than a hundred breeding goblins who were squeezed to death...

Oak was very disgusted with the sudden appearance of such an uncontrollable guy in the nest. As a leader, he instinctively hated such a guy that he could not control. But he understood that this was another huge opportunity. The benefits that this crazy priest could bring him were definitely beyond the imagination of an ordinary mortal.

"You will know it when the time comes. Now you just need to become stronger and make your race stronger. That's enough."

"Also, through my operation, the dwarves of the Iron Mane Gold Rush have determined that it was the elves who attacked their caravan and kidnapped their princess... Come on, I have completed what you asked. Now it depends on whether you can absorb all the wealth and technology of the Iron Mane Gold Rush."

"Keep an eye on you, Darling."

As he spoke, the Lustful Priest threw a coquettish glance at Oak, then turned around and walked away in a seductive cat-like manner, leaving Oak standing there alone, with a gloomy face and not saying a word.

………………

In the vast forest of elves, the sunlight was blocked by the giant trees, and most places were as dark as dusk. In this gloom, there was naturally a shocking darkness, and the layer of rotten humus on the ground was like the race living here, harboring filth and dirt.

Since Aenarion conquered the ruins, although the Phoenix Court did not announce its gains to the outside world, even the most obtuse person could feel that Lothern must have made a fortune.

First, the army changed their uniforms. Not to mention the regular army, even the sheriffs in Lothern wore dazzling armor. Although most of these "armors" were just a few strips of cloth or a curtain, they didn't look so abnormal because they were covered with fluorescent silk clothes. The elves thought these equipments looked good. Aenarion didn't comment on this strange aesthetic. If he hadn't strongly insisted that they must wear a base coat, I'm afraid some elves would really go out wearing a curtain.

The second is the construction of the Mage Tower. On a seemingly desolate mountain in the suburbs of Lothern, the elves began large-scale civil engineering work. In order to build a Mage Tower as quickly as possible, Lothern drew engineering forces from many places, and even the port operations became slow.

Everything is worth it. A mage, especially a high-level mage, will definitely make an astonishing and even all-round improvement in the strength of a force.

Every wizard is a living database, and their most valuable qualities are often not their spellcasting abilities, but their knowledge and brains.

Aenarion's move to build a wizard tower at a high price was tantamount to telling other elves that they had a wizard! This information would surely make almost all the elves in the Elven Forest nervous, and it was estimated that a lot of them would be unable to sleep at night.

Finally, a grand library was successfully built, the kind that Aenarion cut the ribbon for himself. Inside it were many ancient rare books and scrolls of knowledge, and even many unknown secret records and unspeakable taboo knowledge.

All in all, Lothern made a fortune this time, and many elves suspected that he had overthrown an ancient wise king.

Even though almost everyone in Lothern was in high spirits, a group of cats seemed to be bereaved.

In an unknown interrogation room that could not even be detected by magic, a cat boss was crying madly with tears in his eyes.

"My Lord! I really don't know! How would I know that those bastards are spies! If I knew, I would never do business with them! After all, I have been in the lower class for so many years, and I know very well what business I can and cannot do. If I knew that these bastards are nothing, I would not have the guts to earn any money from them!"

The cat cried miserably, the kind of "Old Wu, Old Wu" crying, it was very miserable, it just smelled sad.

But in front of him was an iron-like man. Enari looked at the materials in front of him with an expressionless face. The cat's crying did not even change his expression at all.

Suddenly, the door of the interrogation room opened, and an elf dressed as a secretary walked in, and then whispered something in Eric's ear.

After a brief exchange, the secretary walked out of the interrogation room again. At this time, Eric finally turned his head and looked at the cat boss. His eyes were still so calm and without a trace of aggression, but it made people feel chilly.

"It seems that you are indeed not involved in espionage."

The first sentence made the cat's eyes glow with hope.

"But your actions did cause the Phoenix Royal Court to suffer losses. Now we hope that you can give some cooperation to make up for the losses. What do you think?"

When Maomao heard this, he immediately started howling, pointing his finger to the sky and the earth, and swore a very cruel oath.

"I will definitely cooperate! I will definitely cooperate!!!"

Chapter 102: The Development of Lothern

After a vigorous round of arrests, Lothern's White Tower Swordmaster troops quickly stopped their operations. Apart from arresting a bunch of minor characters, they did not take any detrimental actions against the intelligence workers of other elven forces.

The spies from various forces who were originally frightened were all shaking with fear after experiencing this round!

That's right, a newly established small department with less than a hundred people, how could it possibly fight against these old-timers like them? Wouldn't it be easy to catch these little scoundrels with just a little trick?

With this idea in mind, the "intelligence transmission" work assigned by the Huagu Royal Court is still in full swing, as if it had never been interrupted.

I don’t know why, but the fat cat boss of a cat gang is getting fatter and richer…

In this land of enthusiastic construction and development, time passed quickly. As a rare hot land among the elves, the elves in Lothern felt that there was endless money to be made and endless work to be done during this period. The enthusiasm for development and progress made them full of hope for their future life.

This hope encompasses almost all residents of Phoenix Court. Except for the person at the top of the pyramid, everyone feels that Phoenix Court will inevitably move forward in a better direction forever. The elves are not about to be revived, but are already striding on the road to revival.

With the development and growth of commerce, more and more merchants of all kinds appeared in the streets of Lothern, including humans, lizardmen, and halflings. Even dwarf merchants could be seen sometimes. Although elves still had an absolute numerical advantage in the city, the city began to become diversified unknowingly. When the other blocks of Lothern were completed, it could truly be called a metropolis.

Outside the Phoenix Temple, there is an endless stream of elves coming to worship. Adhering to the slogan "It doesn't cost any money, just believe in it a little bit", the Phoenix Cult abides by the principle of zero threshold and zero consumption, and has absorbed and consolidated a large number of believers. At the same time, while assuming the responsibility of the faith department, it also undertakes Lothern's public service projects. The free clinics held from time to time can even attract believers from other sects to come for treatment.

With the development of the Phoenix Sect, although the elves from different tribes still disliked each other, they were finally able to sit at the same table to discuss things instead of pulling out knives and stabbing each other secretly when they met.

Now, loud eagle cries can be heard from time to time in the sky of Lothern, and giant eagles fly over Lothern from time to time. These huge, strong and noble creatures have finally become members of the Phoenix King's Court. Eric, the part-time captain of the White Tower Sword Saint and the director of the White Deer Nature Park, has finally become a member of the Phoenix King's Court after working and studying hard every day.