Warhammer Wizard

Even without the eyes of the soul, Renn could see Livlin's thoughts, and seemed to have something very important to tell himself, so he smiled and said, "Madam, we can be honest with each other. Please speak up if you have anything to say."

"Okay, Lord Lord."

Livlin was not originally a tangled character, capable and decisive. After several contacts with Rennes, she found that the lord was actually a very frank person, without any pretensions, and possessed an affinity that people could entrust with loyalty.

After organizing the language, she asked: "My lord, I don't know what arrangements do you have for Santra's residence?"

"Naturally merge into Gotham City."

Rehn answered naturally. He saw that Livlin was reluctant to leave the blood elf camp he had run for many years, and wanted to retain a certain degree of autonomy, and said seriously: "Santella Gula must be opened to the outside world after being incorporated into Gotham. , I don’t want to have a place outside the law in my city."

Santra's residence is not in Gotham City. In order to facilitate the blood elves to enter and exit, a teleportation array must be set up to the predetermined elven area.

If only blood elves are allowed in, like an autonomous region, then many problems will arise.

No matter what race they are, they tend to live with their own people. If the privileges of Santer’s residence are not outlawed, the blood elves will treat it as their own race territory, huddling together for warmth, creating a gap with other residents of Gotham City and affecting the cohesion of the entire city.

Rennes did not expect to turn Gotham into a racial melting pot, but he did not want Gotham to become a fragmented society.

Therefore, he must open Santra's residence to all residents.

Livlin sighed when seeing Ren's attitude very firm, "I understand, Lord Lord. Since this is an order from an adult, I can only obey."

"Very good." Renn nodded in satisfaction.

Santra's residence is a camp built by Livlin. For decades, I don't know how much effort has been put into it. She told her to give up in a word, which shows that she is loyal to herself and does not mean to support her own strength.

Livlin thought for a few seconds, and then said: "My tribe and I will abandon this camp and move to Gotham City. But I have a suggestion, please do not disclose Santra's residence to the public. I would rather close it than let outsiders. Come in."

"Why?" Renn vaguely guessed the reason.

"Santra's residence is located deep underground in Abraham. It is part of the remains of the Elf City in the Third Age." Livlin explained: "The former'Abraken' was the richest city in the New World. With countless wealth, when the elves withdrew to Oroan, they only took a small part of it. Most of that wealth was buried underground and turned into treasures."

"For more than three thousand years, the remains of Abraken have hardly been excavated."

She paused, staring at Renn seriously: "And Santra's residence is the gateway to this treasure..."

Renn said in his heart as expected.

When Raistlin and his teammates first came to Abraham, Barracan, the Paladin Ranger, had been talking about the underground treasures here, and wanted to enter Santra's residence.

Livlin said the same now, and it seemed that the treasure was real.

The Third Age lasted more than 5400 years. During this long period of time, Abraham was the most brilliant magic capital in the New World, shining like a jewel. The wealth accumulated over five thousand years is extremely impressive even if it can only be mined.

Renn suddenly realized it in his heart.

No wonder the regent Asjunge and the upper blood elves were so shocked when they knew that Livlin was going to bring Santra's residence into Gotham City.

In addition to Asjunge's personal feelings for Livlin, it was also because of the treasure.

The blood elves are extremely rich and may be one of the most tyrant races of Ellenus. They regard money as dung, but they are unwilling to let go in the face of Abraken's huge treasure.

It's just that Santra's residence is Livlin's personal domain, and they have no reason to refuse.

Thinking of this, Ren couldn't help taking a look at Livlin Gao, only to know how much she had paid and how determined she had been to leave Yongge City.

Of course, Livlin was not totally selfless, she also wanted something.

One is personal prospects.

The second is the future of the blood knight.

"Thank you, Madam." Rehn stood up and said solemnly: "I will take the lady's suggestion and close Santra's residence. I will carry out the excavation of Abraken's treasure myself and invite the lady to help. Anything that is excavated Fortune, ladies can share one-third."

He is not short of money now, but he does not think it is too much.

More money means stronger power, which can speed up the construction of Gotham, and can also be used elsewhere to play a huge role.

The taste of banknote ability is simply not too wonderful.

Livlin spent many years in Abraken and built Santra's residence. There is no one in the world who knows better about fairy treasures than she does. With her guidance, and with her own all-seeing eyes, she will definitely be able to unearth the wealth buried in the ground for thousands of years.

In this regard, Renn has never been stingy.

After giving a one-third of the allocation, he promised: "I will do my best to help the lady ascend to the holy rank, and the blood of the sun is unlimited. As for the treatment of the blood knights, my plan is to merge with the gunwing knights. At that time, I will fully respect the opinions of the lady."

Sure enough, Livlin smiled upon hearing these promises.

"Lord Lord's generosity is admirable, but I don't want treasures." Her words surprised Renn and said seriously: "I am willing to exchange the treasures for Lord Lord's promise, and treat the blood elves living in Gotham City equally."

Renn gave her a deep look.

This blood elf beauty is worthy of her lofty status among the clansmen, and she puts her clansmen's affairs in the first place, which is more important than herself.

"I promise in the name of the goddess of magic."

Renn swore without hesitation that he had no tendency to favor any race. Whether it's humans, elves or dwarves, they are all their own people.

After listening, Livlin was completely relieved.

This beautiful blood elf has outstanding temperament and is pleasing to the eye, but living alone in the same room will eventually cause outsiders to misunderstand her and her reputation is not good. Rehn didn't want a lady of high character to fall into this kind of gossip. He didn't have too many thoughts about her. After talking about the business, he immediately said goodbye.

On the contrary, the Countess Livlin seemed a bit pity, but she did not retain her.

"My lord, I have prepared the Thousand Blood Knights to enter Gotham at any time to serve the Lord Lord." Livlin reported when she walked out of the living room.

"Then let them go with me." Renn agreed immediately.

After a while.

A thousand heavily armed blood knights gathered in the square, lined up, and received Ren's inspection. The Eye of Soul secretly observed the past and found a few blood elves with different minds. He named them on the spot and handed them to Livlin.

The blood elves are not monolithic, they have aristocratic classes and different factions.

Unsurprisingly, these blood knights are the nails that certain blood elf nobles have penetrated into the blood knights. They may not have great malice. They only serve as eyes and ears, but Renn does not want to stay and become a hidden danger.

Livlin looked down upon seeing these blood elves.

Ryan didn't ask Livlin what to do, took the blood knight, and left Santra's residence. The team came out of the black forest of Abraken in mighty, and appeared on the other side of the strait. The dwarf craftsmen under construction saw this elven army from a distance.

"Blood Elf!"

"What are they here for?"

"Are these arrogant guys going to attack Gotham? It's best to blow them up to death with the electric light cannon. See it, and you will get upset when you save it."

The dwarves under the city wall stopped working and looked at the blood elves approaching, yelling and cursing, looking a little irritable.

"Quiet!"

Kerstakin appeared at the head of the city and reprimanded: "Shut up! This is the blood elves who are loyal to Lord Lord. They will also be residents of Gotham in the future. Whoever dares to talk more will try to be my hammer. Hard, or your head is hard."

The king of the hills sounded like thunder, waving his "Mountain Fury" in his hand.

The dwarves shrank their necks and continued to work.

But they still cast their gazes outside the city frequently, murmured a few complaints, or winked at the dwarves around them.

Kerstakin actually knew this well, but didn't care about it.

In fact, he doesn't like elves either.

A few days ago, when he heard Renn say that there will be a group of 25,000 blood elves becoming residents of Gotham, he immediately protested loudly, expressing his unwillingness to live in the same city with the arrogant elves. However, the protest was invalid, and Rennes not only failed to turn his mind, but also taught him a lesson.

Kerstakin was beaten out of temper.

He was also forced to accept Ren's orders to appease and restrain his people.

If there is a conflict between the dwarf and the blood elves, as long as it is found that the dwarf is causing the trouble, the first one will take Kerstakin to convict.

Kstakin didn’t dare to say a word. He knew Ren’s temper very well. He was usually gentle and amiable, but if anyone dared to violate Ren’s will, he would immediately learn what Ren’s anger is. Good end. If the dwarf commits a crime, he will really be held accountable.

And I heard Ren said that a group of dark elves will join Gotham soon.

Drow from the dark realm!

The blood elves are hard to accept, let alone those evil drow... For this reason, Kerstakin has been worried for several days, and has already thought out a lot of ways to control the tribe.

After thinking about it, the blood elf had already stepped onto the shield island on the ice.

Ren and the extreme fighters walked in the forefront, and more than a thousand blood knights followed them, entering Gotham from the unfinished part of the city wall.

The blood elves also saw the dwarves.

The city wall suddenly quieted, only the sound of the blood elves' uniform steps. A tense atmosphere spread, and the blood elves slowed down unknowingly. They stared at the dwarf with big eyes and looked at each other unhappy. Their eyes were like sharp swords, colliding with invisible sparks.

When Ren turned around and came back, he saw the confrontation between two races that were in love and killing each other.

"Kstakin." He called.

"Lord Lord, I am here." The King of the Hill hurriedly turned into a flash of lightning and fell in front of Ryan, awaiting orders.

The eyes of the dwarves and elves were attracted.

"You come to arrange their accommodation." Renn said lightly. As soon as his voice fell, the blood knights had a commotion. Although no one dared to object, most of their faces showed dissatisfaction, believing that Renn was deliberate. Shame them.

"Who has an opinion?" Renn snorted coldly.

His gaze swept across the blood elves, and no one was looking at each other with sharp eyes. Any blood elves that were seen bowed their heads involuntarily.

The dwarves onlookers thought that Renn was biased towards him, and couldn't help being a little proud, and some of the dwarves even laughed with schadenfreude.

Ren turned his head, and the laughing dwarf looked pale as if struck by lightning.

"It doesn't matter what kind of grievances you have, or what race you are, where you are from, it makes no difference in my eyes." Rennes's voice sounded in everyone's ears, full of strong warnings: "Since I have joined Gotham, You have only one identity, and that is the residents of Gotham, my people."

"In Gotham, anyone who provokes a dispute with racial grievances will immediately deprive the residents of Gotham of their status and drive them out of the city once it is verified. Therefore, the murderer will pay for it."

"Except for me, no one has privileges in Gotham. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Of course." Rennes suddenly showed a playful smile, "If anyone thinks that I can overthrow my rule, then you can try."

He didn't want to say any big reason.

The tens of thousands of grievances between elves and dwarves cannot be resolved by a few words, and no one can listen to the theory of racial equality in the previous life. The only solution is to speak with your fists and suppress these messy things.

Some people do not understand the truth, so let them taste the iron fist of dictatorship.

If there is only one person, Ren can not be able to cover everything, but he has a clone, the lightning cast heavenly soldier, the mage clone and the electric light cannon, as well as the planned arcane patrol guards. All trends.

One person can easily suppress the whole city.

The elves and dwarves present were silent, afraid to look at Renn.

Even Kstakin bowed his head to his ears. When Renn waved his hand, he immediately responded, bringing the blood knight to arrange a place for them, and the blood knight did not dare to object.

Ren teleported back to Glamorgan Castle to continue his research.

He has thoroughly mastered the techniques of several puppets, humanoid armors and golems in the world of Ellen's, and is fusing the mechanical knowledge of the previous life to design and build power armor. At present, there has been a lot of progress, and it is possible to produce a finished product in two years.

Time passed unconsciously.

A week later, Renn was still studying in the mechanical alchemy room, and suddenly raised his head.

He was sitting on the stand-in in the office and saw the wind wizard butler Fabian enter the door with a smile of joy, and reported: "Your Excellency, Ms. Viola has sent a message. Northriel has a demonic soul with a thunder and lightning body. !"