Start with Island Lord

"Work~~~Work hard~~~Dig all the ore here!"

'Ding ding~~~Dang dang~~Ding ding~~~'

In the belly of the mountain, in an underground mine emitting a faint green light, a bald supervisor waved the whip in his hand as hard as he could, and roared with insufficient breath.

Basket after basket of green ore was transported out of the mine by small mine carts and directly sent to a secret alchemy laboratory also built in the heart of the mountain.

In the laboratory, young wizards with haggard spirits worked hard to extract extremely low content of the luminous element from the ore.

At the same time, in another laboratory, two men were observing the work in the alchemy laboratory through a large water mirror.

One of the men had gray hair, cloudy eyes, and many inexplicable burns on his skin.

He said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the content of the luminous element in the ore is very low, but the toxicity is extremely strong."

"Although the alchemy apprentices are blessed with special protective spells and wear isolated metal clothes, they can only work for fifteen years at most."

The other man was tall and strong, wearing steel-gray full-body armor. He was the mortal body of the Lord of War Hegrid.

He stared at the water mirror: "What about fifteen years after fifteen years?"

"He will die in ten years."

The old wizard looked indifferent, as if he was talking about a very ordinary little thing.

The Lord of War nodded slowly: "It's not bad to be able to use it for fifteen years."

These alchemy apprentices are all orphans, without any family burden, and no extraordinary talents. They are purely consumables.

In fact, in Hegrid's eyes, all mortals are consumables, but some consume longer and some consume shorter, but the essence is the same.

As for those miners, they are not considered human beings in his eyes.

He asked again: "How is the output of the Underlight Element?"

"On average, about 50 colognes of Underlight Coarse Powder can be extracted per month." (Note: 1 cologne equals 500 grams).

Hegrid calculated in his mind that the Underlight Coarse Powder is a powder containing 40% pure Underlight Element. 50 colognes can be concentrated into 20 colognes of pure Underlight Element.

"Not bad."

Currently, he owns ten Underlight Mine Fields, and this is just one of them.

The output of the ten mines combined is about 180 clones of pure Underlight Element per month, and he has accumulated a total of 400 colognes of available Underlight Element.

Speaking of which, he actually did not plan to use these Underlight Elements to build solar weapons, because this weapon is too powerful, and once the relevant knowledge is leaked, it may threaten his rule over mortals.

His original intention was to use them to build a power source that can provide a stable supply of power to provide power for the War Chessboard, Sunset Round Shield, and his own war field.

But the situation changed before the power source was successfully manipulated.

Looking at the "consumables" working hard in the water mirror, Hegrid whispered to the mine manager beside him:

"Leop, let these alchemy apprentices eat better, give them some meat every day, don't let them starve."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"If the miners die, throw the bodies farther away, don't cause plague."

The manager Leop laughed softly: "Master, don't worry, the miners poisoned by the ghost light ore will not rot at all, they will only become dried into mummies."

Hegrid was slightly startled, and then smiled: "Not bad."

He turned and left the ghost light laboratory inside the mountain, and then went to another newly established laboratory.

The purpose of this laboratory is to create solar weapons.

The person in charge of the laboratory is Hegrid himself.

The main work of the laboratory is to concentrate the 40% ghost light coarse powder into more than 90% ghost light fine powder, and use these fine powders to make powerful weapons.

To be honest, although Hegrid knew the basic principles of solar weapons, he knew almost nothing about the details of making them.

The reason for this was that he was not a scholar, but a warrior.

Second, this solar weapon based on the element of phantom light had low power and great side effects, and had long been eliminated by the abyss. His projection in the abyss did not know much about it.

The only advantage of this lowest-level solar weapon was probably that it was simple to make.

But simplicity was only relative to other solar weapons. If you want to make weapons safe, reliable, and perfect, you need to cultivate relevant talents and spend a lot of time, energy, and resources to perfect and improve various technical details.

But Hegrid did not do this. The most critical part was to rub it with his mortal body.

Because he was worried that the relevant knowledge would be known by mortals.

In just three days, he had already rubbed out five solar weapons by hand.

He knew very well that the solar weapons he had hastily made were very rough, very unreliable, and not powerful enough.

But they would definitely explode, and they would be particularly poisonous when they exploded.

Hegrid thought secretly: "It's not a good thing, but it's definitely enough for self-protection."

As long as Rosen dared to use the solar weapon against the War God Realm, he would immediately send a group of death-defying saints to take these things to the natural plane for revenge.

When making the sixth solar weapon, Hegrid couldn't help thinking:

"Perhaps, I shouldn't retaliate passively, but take the initiative to attack."

This idea flashed in his mind and was rejected.

"Hegrid, don't be stupid!"

He scolded himself angrily.

"That guy's phase teleportation technique is very powerful. Not only will you not be able to kill him with an active attack, you will also be ruthlessly retaliated against."

As the Lord of War, his code of conduct is 'either don't do it or do it absolutely. ’

Although he now has a solar weapon, it is far from enough to kill Rosen 100%, so there is no need to do it.

Because if it fails to explode, the daughter Beludandi will be doomed, and the entire War God Clan will be hunted down by that guy. If one of them fails, the entire War God Clan will be extinct.

Therefore, the current situation where both sides are afraid is the best.

After a while, he couldn't help but think: "My solar weapon is a bit crude and prone to accidental explosions. Maybe I should train a group of specialized weapon refining mages to help me improve the solar weapon."

This was not the first time that this idea had appeared. It circulated in his mind for a while and finally passed.

"Now that the Natural Empire has developed solar weapons, the relevant knowledge will always be spread throughout the major planes. There is no point in hiding it. It is better to research and improve it early, so that I can have useful weapons in the future."

"But this way, I have to greatly strengthen my control over mortals, and there can be no mistakes."

If something goes wrong and these solar weapons get out of control among the people, it will be difficult for them to fight against the protoss.

We can only move to the moon collectively, otherwise we may be wiped out by mortals.

"Hey~ I'm going to be very busy in the future."

Hergrit was devastated and once again regretted his decision to interfere with the natural plane.

When the sixth sun weapon was completed, instead of being happy, he was secretly worried.

"No matter what, we have become enemies now."

"The natural empire is also developing rapidly. Now I can still use this low-level solar weapon to maintain balance. In a few years, it probably won't work anymore."

"So, if I don't do something, I'm waiting to die."

"But how to do it?"

Hergrit thought hard and couldn't think of any good solution.

So I can only concentrate on rubbing the seventh solar weapon.

When I was halfway through rubbing, I suddenly received the secret message from my wife Margaret’s soul: “My dear, someone is looking for you.”

"Who?" Hergrit was startled and couldn't figure out who was so shameless that he asked his wife to summon him.

"Watchdog of Gaumiral, Attumen, Lord of the Sun."

"What is he here for?!"

Hergrit didn't have the slightest fondness for Gomiral, and was even more disgusted with the light hounds under him.

Because the projection body of Gomiral comes from the "Brilliant Glory" of the past god world, which is now the nightmare abyss.

Hergrit wanted to get rid of the control of the abyss, hoping that the abyss would be closed forever or even disappear completely.

But this Gaumiral wanted to completely open the door of the abyss.

The two sides have different paths, so they naturally dislike each other.

The wife's voice came again: "He said he came to help you deal with the common enemy."

"Common enemy?"

With a thought in Hergrit's heart, the tentacles of consciousness immediately exited the mortal body and returned to the War Temple of Victory Sky Spine.

"Let him come into the palace and see me."

After saying that, Hergrit was waiting on the throne.

After a while, a dark golden figure descended from the sky and landed in the center of the temple. It was Antumen, the Lord of the Sun.

The image of Atumen is a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, with a handsome and gentle face, and thick blond hair.

At this moment, he was holding a sun staff with a white jade and gold head in his hand, and a seemingly inconspicuous one-handed sword hung at his waist.

"Hail to you, great Lord of War."

Hergrit looked at Atumen, and finally fixed his eyes on the one-handed sword.

"You are so small, you dare to run around with the Nirvana Sword. Aren't you afraid of being robbed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Atumen took off the one-handed sword and held it with both hands.

"Lord of War, there is no need to snatch it, for I am planning to dedicate it to you."

"Um?!"

These words were really beyond Hergrit's expectations.

"This is Gaomi Leer's heart. If you give it to me, aren't you afraid that your master will kill you?"

Atumen smiled slightly: "The purpose of dedicating it to you is to lend it to you for a period of time, not to give it to you."

"When you use this sword to kill the enemy and rescue the trapped daughter, you will still have to pay it back."

Hergrit sneered: "What if I don't pay it back?"

Atumen respectfully placed the Nirvana Sword on the ground in front of him.

"It will not be me who asks you for a sword in the future, but my master."

"So, of course you don't have to pay it back, but you don't have to tell me this."

While speaking, Atumen took out another exquisite spiritual scroll and gently placed it next to the Nirvana Sword.

"The magic sword is extremely powerful and requires special sword skills. Please practice carefully according to the content of the scroll to maximize the power of the magic sword."

Hergrit stared at the powerful divine sword on the ground, then looked at Atumen, lost in thought.

Atumen didn't say anything and just waited patiently.

Three minutes later, Hergrit spoke calmly: "You are using me, and I hate being used most."

"No, I am helping you deal with powerful enemies."

Hergrit shook his head: "I don't want to talk nonsense."

"Take the divine sword and disappear from my eyes immediately!"

Atumen was surprised: "Great Lord of War, don't you want to save your daughter?"

Hergrit stood up suddenly and roared loudly.

"Are you deaf? Get out of here right now!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, and a large number of incandescent runes appeared in the air, which was a sign that the war field was about to open.

Atumen was startled, and immediately took the sword and quickly left the Temple of War.

After watching Atumen leave, Hegrit sat down again, motionless, like a statue.

But an idea was turning in his mind: 'Perhaps, this is my chance to gain freedom. '

There are two ways to gain freedom.

The first is to improve the body structure and shield the influence from the abyss.

The second is to completely destroy the abyss.

He didn't dare to think about the second way before, but now, he saw a glimmer of hope.

Because he found that he still greatly underestimated the Natural Empire.

This Natural Empire must have shown the potential to truly threaten the Abyss, otherwise Atumen would not risk borrowing the sword.

He thought secretly: "It is best to let the Abyss and the Natural Empire be destroyed together in the war!"