Emperor of Arcane

Chapter 525 Wildhammer, you don’t want the gray dwarves and the dwarves to perish together, do you? (8000)

Matthew glanced at Wildhammer, who was full of thoughts, but had no intention of speaking for the time being.

The demand of the dwarf kingdom will not increase further at present.

If you want to improve the weapons and equipment produced for the dwarves, Matthew has a better way.

About 10 minutes passed.

Even though there were still some weapons and equipment, Aini and Paris stopped introducing them without explaining them to the elves.

Because Matthew had already come over with Sera and Beelzebub.

Sera attracted the attention of the El elves as soon as she arrived.

They had never seen an elf with a slightly purple complexion and a tall figure like Sera.

It's not that they don't know the drow elves, but the fact is that Sera's image is far different from ordinary drow elves.

Not only is he taller than them, he also doesn't have that sinister and vicious aura, but instead exudes a strong sense of self-confidence.

Beelzebub, who was wrapped in fine gold armor and walked like a hill, gave them a lot of pressure with the aura that he exuded like a substance.

Beelzebub has not yet been promoted to the extraordinary level, but his challenge level is already stronger than some transformation warriors, as high as 19+!

Although these elves who came to the Gulf Territory represented many families of El elves, their status was not low.

But their strength is at the peak of high-level at best.

In fact, high-level combat power basically represents the highest level that normal adventurers can encounter.

Existences at the extraordinary level are either the lord of a city, the commander of an army, or they are struggling to find the path to legend, and rarely participate in daily things and adventures.

Especially when they saw Matthew's sparkling arcanist robes and the two gold stars representing intermediate arcanists.

I couldn’t help but cheer up!

Even though he was still proud of his face, the Elf had to admit it.

After all, the Gulf Territory is not weaker than them.

And the Netheril Empire is even stronger than the El Elves!

"Welcome everyone. The first time will always be with a veil. We need a process of getting familiar with each other."

"But as long as everyone comes over a few more times, we can become good friends."

"Without further ado, let's take a look at the seedlings of the Tree of Life!"

As soon as Matthew finished speaking, the burly Beelzebub, under the astonished gaze of the elves, took out an ordinary small flowerpot.

The green seedlings, swaying slightly under the disbelieving gaze of the El elves, looked very alive.

They hesitated for a while, with still some disbelief in their eyes.

Is this humble little thing really the seedling of the tree of life?

It doesn't look like much!

Seemingly seeing the hesitation in their eyes, Matthew winked at Sera.

The latter took out a few dried magic plants and inserted them next to the tree of life seedlings.

Microgreen light spread from around the tree of life seedlings and fell on these dry magic plants.

Soon, the gray and dry magic plant immediately became plump and plump.

The whole process took no more than 30 seconds, as if it were a specific spell.

However, the El Elf spellcasters who have a very deep understanding of spells can clearly feel that there was no power of any spell just now.

"It is indeed the force of life!"

"Although it is relatively weak, it is indeed correct!"

"Able to replenish the vitality of surrounding creatures with damaged vitality, they are truly the seedlings of the tree of life!"

"It's definitely true!"

"Remove the plants quickly, don't let the Tree of Life seedlings lose too much life force!"

"..."

Seeing these El elves, they were almost excited and surrounded them.

Aini, who already knew what was going on, quickly blocked them and signaled them not to be so excited and to calm down first.

This seedling of the Tree of Life is not yours yet!

Matthew smiled slightly and said softly to the anxious El Elf:

"Don't worry, everyone. The Tree of Life has entered its infancy, and its vitality is quite tenacious."

"Let alone taking care of a few magic plants, even if it takes care of an acre of magic plants, it can easily bear it."

"You see, its condition has not been affected at all..."

See Matthew taking the tree of life from Beelzebub's hand and notice its vivid appearance.

The El Elf, who was a little excited just now, slowly calmed down.

They looked at Matthew's smiling face and immediately felt that this young arcanist lord was not simple.

They don't think that Matthew's ability to cultivate the Tree of Life should be related to the great arcanist Kenomanor behind it!

The elves have even begun to think about whether the deal between Matthew and them was made by the great arcanist Kenomanor?

The more they think about it, the more they feel that this is how it should be!

The relationship between the Netheril Empire and the Elf Kingdom of Kor is not as close as it was in previous centuries.

The El elves, who have studied the Cole Elf Kingdom quite deeply, will naturally not let go of their research on the Netheril Empire.

The famous great arcanist Kenoman is famous even among the El elves.

A legendary pinnacle level spellcaster!

One of the most powerful spellcasters in the world!

One of the creators of Floating City!

A great arcanist who has a relatively peaceful attitude towards other races!

The Grand Arcanist who dares to refuse the unreasonable demands of the Kor Elf!

No matter which identity it is, it can make the El elves think about it.

There is a great possibility that the Tree of Life was also written by him!

With this thought, the attitude of the El elves naturally changed.

Matthew's thoughts moved, and he handed the Tree of Life to the El Elf caster on the side who wanted to use it, and then said in a cheerful tone:

"Everyone can take a look and feel the real effect of the Tree of Life."

"I heard that its vitality can delay aging and extend life span. I wonder if it is so magical."

"However, everyone's time is precious, so let the auction begin immediately!"

"The base price of the Tree of Life seedling is the legendary element crystal + 10 million gold coins."

"Every bid you make cannot be less than 1 million, and each person can only bid twice!"

"If you don't have enough gold coins, you can replace them with magic plant resources, magic knowledge, magic materials, and magic equipment, which can be 10% higher than the market price."

"Of course, in order not to hurt everyone's harmony, the maximum buyout price is 50 million gold coins!"

Don’t you desperately need the tree of life?

Then let me see how much you are willing to pay in order to obtain the Tree of Life!

The tree of life is passed in the hands of the El elves.

Each of them is reluctant to let go, and they can't block the burning gaze of others.

After hearing Matthew's price, they immediately gave up some other thoughts.

They looked at each other calmly and saw undoubted determination in each other's eyes.

"16 million gold coins!"

The El Elf mage who reached out to take the Tree of Life offered a higher price without hesitation.

The El Elf standing next to him smiled and took the Tree of Life from his hand, and said in an unquestionable tone:

"21 million gold coins, this is the most gold coins our family can use!"

As soon as these words came out, the other El elves couldn't help but look solemn.

Soon, these quick-thinking guys got together immediately.

The El elf who made the bid was not worried and got together with several elves he knew well.

No one will give in!

This is the tree of life!

Just because it can extend the lifespan of the core members of the Elf family by at least 1/3, it is worth the greater price they pay.

"28 million gold coins!"

"36 million gold coins!"

After a test, both parties confirmed each other's attitude.

The Al elf who was holding the Tree of Life just now raised his hand lightly without hesitation and said before the other party spoke:

"50 million gold coins!"

Several El elves on the other side looked at each other unwillingly, sighed silently, and reluctantly looked away from the Tree of Life.

Aini and Paris, who were watching the battle, had a little bit of joy and shock in their eyes.

Fortunately, they acted in time and had good relations with the Gulf Territory.

Not only did I get the Tree of Life in advance, I also saved 30 million gold coins!

This friendship is really worth it!

Such an astonishing price even the initiator Matthew felt inexplicably shocked.

"These elves are really rich. Judging from their calm demeanor, they obviously still have some money left!"

"Sure enough, if you want your territory to develop well, you still have to fight the autumn wind more!"

20 million Destiny Power was exchanged for two legendary element crystals, plus 80 million gold coins!

With this gain.

Matthew speeds up the construction of the Mage Tower.

Start the surgical arrangements for the next batch of transformation warriors.

Further strengthen and upgrade the production plant in the Gulf Territory.

The increase in the strength of the Gulf Territory means that Matthew can obtain the power of destiny faster!

…

Armas Kano, the El Elf who got the Tree of Life, even though he paid 50 million gold coins and several favors, he still felt that he was not at a loss.

A considerable part of the 50 million gold coins can be replaced with rare magic plants that can expand production at any time.

If that's not enough, some accumulated spell knowledge can also be used to trade.

After all, knowledge will always exist, and trading a part of it will not make it less.

Moreover, Armas Cano is also very confident in elf magic.

Even if the Gulf Territory or the Grand Arcanist Kenoman wanted to do some research on it, it would take quite a while to master it.

It may not be worth it!

This transaction is very satisfying for both parties, and both think they have made a profit.

Armas Cano completed the transaction as quickly as possible and teleported away with the Tree of Life.

Matthew also gave Aini a hint and quickly stored all the wealth.

The other El elves became a little lost.

At this time, Paris, who was smiling, came over, and under their hesitant gazes, he leaned into their ears and whispered a few words.

The eyes of these El elves lit up, and they immediately looked at Paris with excitement.

Before they could ask, Paris, who did not continue to speak, led them to a large pile of weapons, equipment and supplies.

Half an hour later.

The El elves, who had spent a total of more than 5 million gold coins, left the Gulf Territory in doubt.

Paris assured them again and again:

"Don't worry, everyone, the supplies will gradually arrive in your hands within the next two months."

"As for what everyone is thinking about, you can go back and prepare supplies and gold coins first. See you in three months."

The El elves who wanted to ask for help had no choice but to sneak back first.

They didn't think too much and went back to find Amaskano first to see if the Tree of Life was real.

If it's true!

When did the Tree of Life hatch?

Can this situation be replicated?

…

Lord's Mansion.

In the office.

The overjoyed Butler Ralph happily counted various supplies and gold coins.

With the replenishment of this large amount of supplies, the originally tense economic situation in the Gulf Territory should soon be alleviated.

It's a pity that his idea was a little too beautiful.

"The material order of 7 million gold coins can be put into the balance."

"Other magic materials and 20 million gold coins will be included in the production of the mage tower."

"10 million gold coins each will be allocated to the two research factories Mordenkainen and Victor for the acquisition of production lines and equipment."

"Twenty million gold coins will be used for the transformation of the underground laboratory, the manufacture of the second generation magic armor, and the production of the next batch of transformed warriors."

"The last 10 million gold coins will be used to continue to search for and hunt dragon-blooded creatures."

I saw Matthew neatly and neatly distributing the huge amount of property he had just obtained.

Butler Ralph couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, and the smile just disappeared, and then he could only comfort himself:

"It's okay. It's good to develop step by step. Otherwise, there will be instability in control..."

“The investment of so much wealth and resources can also greatly enhance the potential of the Gulf Territory.”

"It's okay to be nervous now for a better future."

"Besides, at least we have a large order worth 7 million gold coins, and the profit is at least 2 million gold coins, so I can breathe a sigh of relief..."

Although he thought so, when Butler Ralph returned to the office.

Other office staff couldn't help but be cautious.

There's nothing I can do about it, butler Ralph's face is "stinking"...

Yaya, who was happily rolling in the pile of gold coins, couldn't help laughing when he heard the tinkling sound.

"Wow, I can sleep in Jinshan again!"

Matthew, who was about to start experimental research, couldn't help rolling his eyes, but he didn't tell Yaya that all these gold coins would be spent in two or three months.

At least let her be happy for a while now!

October 13th.

Bay collar.

clear.

The confused light rain fell in a steady patter.

The indifferent clouds change into various interesting shapes as the wind blows.

Sometimes like a horse, galloping forward endlessly.

Sometimes he looks like a dragon, soaring into the clouds and mists.

Sometimes like a fish, it loves to hide here and there.

Sometimes like an eagle, it spreads its wings and soars.

Finally, in a golden glow, it gradually dissipated and merged silently into the blue sky.

On the flat and clean cement road, Wildhammer, sitting in front of the carriage, was complaining to Old John with a sad face:

"I have really tried my best. The materials produced in the Gulf Territory are definitely the most affordable and high-quality!"

"They said it wasn't enough. Actually, don't I understand? I just can't hold on anymore!"

Old John could feel the tremendous pressure on Wildhammer, and was impressed by the lord's precise judgment.

He didn't speak directly, but quietly brought the carriage to the machinery manufacturing factory.

Outside the machinery manufacturing factory that is undergoing expansion, there are many kinds of materials piled up.

The most eye-catching ones are the two huge engineering golems.

They are composed of huge iron frames, with huge hanging towers supported on the top.

Steel cables as thick as arms continuously lift and lower various materials.

Such a strange and novel construction mode made Wildhammer, who was accustomed to using hammers and shovels, a little confused.

He watched the dozens of tons of buildings being slowly lifted and placed, and couldn't help but continue:

"What is this?"

Old John also shook his head, took out the introduction brochure from his pocket, looked at it carefully, and said while browsing:

"It seems that this is called the Tower Crane Golem. It is the largest golem in the Gulf Territory. It was just produced and made to speed up the construction of the machinery factory."

A huge shadow slowly passed over Wildhammer's head.

This time, he didn't feel offended and asked softly thoughtfully:

"Machinery factory? Can it produce the weapons and equipment we need?"

After looking at the role of the machinery factory, Old John couldn't help but shook his head, continued to drive the carriage forward, and replied:

"This is specially used to produce mechanical golems and mechanical equipment."

"According to the Lord, the production equipment of other factories will be produced here in the future, and a considerable number of transformation golems should also be produced by it."

He looked back with some envy, although Wildhammer didn't know the specific situation of the machinery factory.

But currently, this very large factory definitely has quite amazing production capacity.

Wildhammer originally thought that only the machinery factory was under construction.

But he soon realized his mistake.

On the right side of the military factory, more than 10 engineering golems are busy, and a huge factory building is under construction.

In front of them, a factory building has been built, and production seems to have begun.

"Come in, this is a newly opened production line, specializing in the production of various types of equipment for the battlefield in the underground world."

Old John walked into the factory with Wildhammer, pointed at the production line that was already busy, explained to him, and said cheerfully:

"Since it is prepared for dwarves, it must be customized according to the characteristics and fighting habits of dwarves."

"In addition, I suggest that you deploy some dwarf warriors from the front lines of the battlefield and ask them carefully about improvements..."

Looking at the semi-automated production line, Wildhammer couldn't help but pick up a breastplate.

Compared with the previous breastplates, these currently produced models have made some small and practical changes.

While maintaining the same appearance, the protection of the heart and neck areas has been improved, with additional steel plate inlays.

Wildhammer immediately thought that this was to defend against the fatal move of the drow archer.

For the vast majority of front-line dwarf warriors, the only thing that can pose a danger to them is not the numerous cannon fodder of jackal slaves.

It's the drow who hide among the slaves and shoot hidden arrows.

This seemingly inconspicuous change is indeed very targeted at the drow, making Wildhammer quite satisfied.

After hearing what Old John said, Wildhammer felt it was very reasonable and couldn't help but nodded.

However, what makes Wildhammer hesitate is that the very stubborn dwarf army will agree to this arrangement?

Before Wildhammer could react, Old John, who still had many tasks to complete, immediately pulled him to patrol the production line.

Old John pointed to the process that required manual calibration, noticed that Wildhammer was trying not to say anything, and said helplessly:

"As you can see, temporary model changes require more talented people."

"Although they are growing relatively fast, they are still unable to meet more and more production tasks..."

Wildhammer frowned and couldn't help opening his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

After all, he also knew that Bayland had really tried its best, and these young guys were very careful and conscientious in their work.

However, Wildhammer still couldn't tolerate it. There was a better solution, but it was limited by manpower and technology.

As a result, soldiers fighting on the front line cannot obtain better weapons and equipment.

Just when Wildhammer was a little entangled, Old John, who was finally "ready to take action", stopped hiding his purpose. He patted Wildhammer on the shoulder and said:

"Our boys in the Bay Area are very eager to learn, but they just don't have good teachers to teach them."

"Dwarf soldiers who are capable of fighting, although they cannot be deployed."

"However, those injured dwarf soldiers and those dwarves who were affected by the war have no place to resettle for the time being."

“We in the Bay Area are here to help.”

Facing Wildhammer's stunned look, Old John took the Adventurer's Manual and said:

"Hey, don't tell me, maybe this is really okay!"

"Anyway, our Gulf Territory strongly supports those who are willing to work here."

"You must be very aware of the living conditions in our Gulf Territory."

"If they come to the Gulf Territory, their food, clothing, housing and transportation will be absolutely guaranteed."

“Even when it comes to work, they don’t have to do it themselves.”

"As long as they open their mouths and give some careful guidance to the boys in the bay collar, then the job is done."

"Also, our Gulf Territory is large and there are quite a lot of vacant new-build houses..."

Old John's words continued to echo in Wildhammer's mind.

He began to think carefully about the situation in the Gulf Territory.

In terms of food and clothing, it has a very strong Bay collar character.

But judging from Wildhammer's own feelings, it's quite comfortable!

After all, given the poor food situation in the underground world, even if you have the best cooking skills, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

Gulu!

Thinking back on the variety of food and spirits available in Bay Ridge.

Wildhammer couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and a strange thought came to his mind:

"Maybe, we can really try it first."

"At least, it can greatly alleviate the pressure of resettling refugees and wounded soldiers..."

Old John, who arranged the plan, waved to Chris who came up to him and asked in an interesting voice:

"How did you come up with this?"

Scratching his head in embarrassment, Chris chuckled and said secretly:

"Aren't there a dozen more powerful gray dwarves in our team?"

Old John understood the situation, nodded with a smile, and whispered something into Chris's ear.

Chris, who was ecstatic, nodded and ran away.

Old John smiled and looked back, thinking in his heart.

If the stubborn dwarves don't agree, it would be a good idea to recruit more gray dwarves.

After all, the duergar would at least be more obedient.

Of course, considering the relationship between the Netheril Empire and the Dwarf Kingdom, if the plan succeeds, the estrangement can be easily eliminated.

Judging from the current situation of dwarf adventurers coming to the Gulf Territory, it is indeed more consistent with the Lord's policy.

With this thought in his mind, Old John did not wait any longer.

He sent a communication technique to Arnold, who was also able to drink, and made an appointment to "drink" Wildhammer at night.

He has even thought of the words to deliver the final blow:

"Brother Wildhammer, you don't want the dwarf kingdom and the gray dwarves to perish together, do you?"

Fortunately, the Wildhammers, who belong to the group of dwarves with the most flexible brains, did not behave so passively.

He first collected some information and confirmed the current "difficulties" of the dwarf kingdom.

Then, Wildhammer also studied various policies of the Gulf Territory and sent people to understand the implementation status.

He can tell from the feedback.

There are many races living in the Gulf Territory, and the relationship between them can be said to be very good.

The barbarians are quite well-behaved, the ogres are quite obedient, and even the trolls have become civilized.

The most incredible thing is that many kobolds and fishmen also belong to the jurisdiction of the Gulf Territory.

Although there have been some vicious cases of different races attacking each other.

However, Gulf Territory dealt with it promptly and fairly.

On the contrary, it strengthens the effect of everyone living together peacefully.

After dispelling his last doubts, Wildhammer used a special communication device to have a heated discussion with the Dwarf King and the Blacksmith Association.

Finally, the dwarf king, feeling considerable pressure, decided to try this bold proposal.

After the matter was decided, Wildhammer felt a little pressured.

Just as Wildhammer was thinking about how to discuss the arrangements for this matter with the Gulf Territory tomorrow.

The drinking duo knocked on the door.

So, the drunken dwarf became brave, and the half-drunk Wildhammer immediately expressed to the dwarf kingdom:

"Tomorrow, the dwarves who need to be transferred can be transported to the Gulf Territory through the large teleportation circle."

Old John and Arnold also patted their chests.

The Baylords are definitely more than happy to help their dwarf brothers.

Both sides work together to solve their opponents.

Such a dumbfounding scene is actually more trustworthy in the eyes of the dwarf kingdom.

Early morning on the second day.

Wildhammer was hungover and hadn't even woken up yet.

The transfer area in the Gulf Territory has already begun emergency operations.

Soon, thousands of disabled dwarves appeared in front of everyone.

None of them were in very good condition, and their injuries were quite serious.

Fortunately, Matthew was indeed well prepared and arranged for Lao Li to take the young druids, and also called in the priests and paladins of the Church of the Goddess of Magic to stand ready.

The wound was quickly cleaned and bandaged.

Drink the healing potion vigorously.

Druid healing spells are constantly being cast.

Healing Holy Light spells are free of charge.

Most of the injuries were mostly healed, but there were some injured dwarves who couldn't stand it, so Matthew sent them directly to the underground laboratory.

Time and space stagnation is arranged first.

Scalpel preparation of teeth.

After a whole batch of treatment packages, the dwarf warriors with strong physical fitness really survived.

While Matthew was thinking, the second batch of the same number of wounded people was sent over.

This time, Matthew finally thought it through.

"Even with supplies from the Gulf Territory, the situation in the Dwarf Kingdom is not optimistic."

"It just so happens that not a single bit of news has been revealed. It's amazing how stubborn you are."

Fortunately, the Gulf Territory had sufficient reserves of medical supplies and the number of rescuers was basically full, and the second batch of wounded people were also taken down.

When the third batch of injured people arrived, Matthew decisively issued the strategy of "save lives first and treat injuries later".

Let’s save the lives of these dwarves first.

Even if you become disabled in the future, there will be ways to recover and treat you.

Fortunately, more than 10,000 dwarf wounded people were sent over.

The next batch sent over can be regarded as the old and weak, women and children of the dwarves.

The living staff who had been waiting for a long time quickly began to make arrangements.

Three poles in the sun.

When the dazed Wildhammer woke up, he saw batches of dwarves, old and weak, women, children, and children being well placed.

While taking a long breath, he couldn't help but blush.

Even he didn't expect that the news sent to him from China would be so "concealed".

Wildhammer felt heartbroken and helpless at the same time.

Old John, who had woken up early, patted the somewhat depressed Wildhammer, laughed and said:

"This is a good thing. We have saved many more people, and it has greatly eased the pressure on the dwarf kingdom's logistics, allowing them to free up their hands to fight the enemy."

Quickly shaking off his negative emotions, Wildhammer nodded solemnly.

He didn't even bother to eat, he just took a sip of strong wine and immediately joined in the work of settling the dwarves with his men.

A total of 100,000 dwarves were transported to the Gulf Territory within two days.

Fortunately, the Gulf Territory has been doing the work of resettling refugees. Although it is a bit busy, it has successfully completed the task.

As the dwarves were settled, the eager Wildhammer took the initiative to ask the dwarf craftsmen to join the military production task.

Matthew directly agreed to Wildhammer's request.

With the addition of these dwarf craftsmen, the quality and efficiency of the leading factory in the Gulf have been further improved.

From the original production of 20,000 pieces of weapons and armor per month, it has been increased to the production of 80,000 pieces of weapons and armor per month.

However, Matthew refused the offer to let the dwarf "work for nothing".

Even though Wildhammer tried his best to persuade him: "Dwarves cannot let their brothers who help them suffer."

Matthew also made a strong decision that the dwarves, like other workers, would receive wages.

What a joke!

To work under my Matthew, even if you are a kobold, you must receive copper coins!

Otherwise, who will provide me with the power of destiny?

If you make people work without paying them, you will be punished by God!

8,000 today.

Asking for a monthly ticket.

rush!