Emperor of Arcane

November 15th.

Bay collar.

Bay City, Underground Laboratory.

Groups of disabled adventurers were lying on temporary operating tables, waiting silently.

The original incomplete parts have been cut open again.

Doing so is not only equivalent to uncovering the scars from the past, but also allows them to experience the painful and powerless feeling again.

However, there was no fear on every adventurer's face, but instead revealed endless expectations.

Before they came to the Gulf Territory, they just wanted to give it a try and find a job that would give them gold coins for free.

Anyway, with their current mutilated bodies, they are no longer able to participate in the battle.

However, fate played another joke on them.

Bay Ridge really didn't need them in the fight, and didn't even modify the "loophole" propaganda because of their physical deficiencies.

The Gulf Territory really found jobs for them and provided professional training for the adults in the Gulf Territory.

Moreover, they also offered more salary than they imagined, with an average of 3 gold coins per month.

Originally, in their view, the Gulf Territory's plan to train adults into professionals had basically no chance of success.

You know, the reason why major forces, organizations, and even churches prefer to select children between the ages of 6 and 15 for training.

This is because humans during this period are in a critical period of rapid physical change and growth.

Starting from this stage to lay the foundation, with only a minimum investment of resources, energy, and money, there is a 30% probability of cultivating professionals.

It is not impossible for adults to become professionals, but it requires more resources and energy, and the probability will be even lower.

But once the work began, they discovered they were wrong.

Under normal circumstances, even for regular soldiers in the territory, the lord would not be willing to invest too many resources.

At most, let them eat enough and train once every three days. Forget about meat and so on. At most, they should drink some bone soup.

In this case, out of 100 people, at most one or two will become professionals.

This is still the group with the best chance of success.

What about the Gulf Territory?

As long as they are willing to participate in weekend training, they can eat meat every meal, as well as specially allocated magic food.

Such a luxurious investment of resources is much better than the training and supplement they received after becoming professionals.

The effect is really good.

After about half a year of training.

The first batch of civilians with better talents and basic skills successfully became professionals with a 12% probability.

Most of them chose to take the soldier assessment. Although not many passed, it also inspired others.

If they can become professionals, so can others!

This kind of training is naturally becoming more and more popular and the scale is getting bigger and bigger.

They also used their personal connections or came forward to speak out and attract other adventurers to the Gulf Territory.

No matter what, thanks to the excellent training results, the salaries and bonuses paid to them by the lord are increasing.

These adventurers originally thought that no matter how rich the Gulf Territory was, this kind of "wasteful" cultivation regardless of cost would not be able to sustain it for long.

But they never expected that the food and resources provided by the Gulf Territory would actually get better and better.

At first, it was konjac and meat cubes.

Gradually, it became enough for me to have enough nutrition and take one nutritional medicine a day.

Until now, the meat of the swamp giant crocodile and the magic-rich mulberries have been added.

Judging from the scale of training in Bay City, the investment in monthly training is as high as 200,000 gold coins.

The adventurers were doubtful for a time.

These citizens who usually participate in work create value and benefits.

It’s not as good as the money the lord spent on them!

The adventurers were envious at first, envious of their luck in meeting a good lord.

Until they received the order from the Lord.

"Train well, the better you maintain your condition, and if your strength can be improved, you will get better treatment."

Regarding the Lord's statement, the adventurers also felt that they should set an example to other territorial citizens.

But gradually, Arnold, who managed them, "quietly" revealed a piece of news to them.

before being selected.

"The lord has a way to cure everyone's physical defects. The stronger the strength and condition, the greater the chance of being selected..."

After being selected.

"If you successfully complete the treatment, you will have the opportunity to join the special force formed by the Lord."

"Even if things don't go well, don't worry too much. At least there will be no problems in life."

In the lounge next to them.

Arnold was explaining to the adventurers and soldiers who were awake.

"Your usual training and hard work have paid off, and the operation was a success."

They were so excited that they couldn't help but feel a mixture of sadness and joy as they looked at the limbs that were slowly growing and taking shape in the petri dish.

Arnold naturally knew them very well, and waited until their emotions calmed down a bit before continuing to explain:

"Normally, everyone is still at their respective jobs, and training will be arranged for everyone at other times."

"The changes in the body are covered by the mechanical limbs equipped by the lord, so we must keep them a secret."

"As for the family, we will arrange to sign a magic confidentiality contract and get some compensation."

"Finally, congratulations to everyone for regaining their lives. The bright future has just begun."

I was busy until night.

Yaya and Matthew had just finished the last operation.

Returning to the core area of ​​the laboratory, Matthew and Yaya had a delicious meal.

This is their habit. As long as they don't pursue enjoyment, they can still live a better life.

Aini, who had recorded a lap, came back excitedly.

She carefully inspected every operation unit to check the physical deformities and ensure that the most authentic and effective information was recorded.

Aini is so concerned because she wants to study better.

Compared to other El elves, Ani takes the prospect of surgical transformation very seriously.

Of course, as the first El Elf to undergo surgery, she also needed to keep detailed records.

That's right, after the Silver Moon family obtained the Tree of Life sapling, Aini was fully responsible for the contact with the Gulf Territory.

Aini, who had made a lot of preparations for this, immediately brought nearly 50 El elves who needed surgical treatment and quickly arrived at the Gulf Territory.

And, Ani is ready.

Once the operation is successful, Aini is even planning to send the families of these elves over.

This is a force that belongs to Aini alone.

During these days in the Gulf Territory, she has deeply understood a truth.

Even within the same group, everyone has their own demands and wants to obtain their own benefits.

After finishing the record and summary of the operation, Aini suppressed the exclamation in her heart and said to Matthew and Yaya:

"There are a total of 573 surgical units, and all of them have met the minimum surgical standards,"

"A total of 512 numbers can enter the next stage and return to normal after 3 days, which requires two weeks of data recording."

"Four people experienced severe reactions. After observation, their condition gradually recovered and returned to normal in about two weeks."

"The three ogres are in good condition, and there are signs that a second head appears."

"The 12 gray dwarves are in good condition. The changes in their body shapes have been told to be covered by ashes."

"The 15 trolls are in good condition, their agility has been greatly improved, and their intelligence has also been improved to a certain extent."

"The 30 Catachan soldiers are in good condition. Their attributes have been greatly improved, and their self-healing abilities are quite suitable."

"The 50 elves are in good condition. Their strength and physique have been greatly improved, and their agility has been further improved. They need to strengthen their thinking training."

"The 402 humans are in good condition, and all attributes have been greatly improved. They need to undergo unified specialty training."

"..."

Aini, who has put in a lot of hard work, is already very familiar with the overall surgical process and records.

Matthew would occasionally let her in on the progress and condition of the surgery.

Counting this batch of reformed warriors, the number of reformed warriors in the Gulf Territory has reached 800.

In addition to the more than 100 special units, Matthew did not want to arrange for all of the remaining 700 people to enter the military camp.

The first is to hide the strength, and the second is because other units also need these modified warriors.

Moreover, as his understanding of the transformation warriors deepened, Matthew discovered that even the same transformation surgery had completely different effects.

Physical type, strength type, agility type.

Three major categories with distinctive characteristics have been clearly distinguished.

Matthew has never been one to wait for problems to arise before figuring out how to solve them.

Ignoring it now will cost you more time and energy in the future.

Most reformed warriors are used to integrating into battles in military formations and can serve as the anchor of the team.

Matthew will not force them to change, forceful melons are not sweet, and the strength of the army does need to be improved.

Fighting within the Netherese Empire is uncommon, but not impossible.

A powerful army can greatly increase the enemy's combat costs and form a powerful deterrent.

Just like those pirates…

For these transformed warriors, more tactics and tactics will be arranged for them in the future.

This requires Angela and other army commanders to study in battle after battle.

Transformed warriors with higher potential, more flexible fighting styles, will become the sharp knives in Matthew's hands.

Targeting high-risk, high-value, and high-flexibility mission objectives.

Matthew decided to form a special operations team-Thunder Warriors!

"Provide psychological counseling to them as soon as possible, and we must always pay attention to this issue."

Matthew warned Aini, and while the latter was taking notes, he turned to Sera and asked:

"How is the production of Thunder Armor going?"

When Aini heard this, her ears pricked up involuntarily.

Aini, who has seen the powerful power of those 20 sets of magic armor, knows the power of this kind of armor.

It can greatly improve strength, provide powerful defense capabilities, and is even very "light".

Paired with the already powerful transformation warriors, it becomes even more powerful!

In order to manufacture "Thunder Armor", the Gulf Territory has gathered a group of extremely outstanding researchers.

Recalling the experimental process over the past few days, Sera expressed her feelings in detail:

"The reinforcement and defense capabilities are very good, and the attack power is also very strong. There is still a shortcoming in energy storage, and the weight is a bit heavy..."

Matthew nodded silently, and the manufacturing of the Thunder Armor began to take shape, but it still needed time to polish.

However, there is not much time left for them.

After taking a sip of the chilled mulberry juice, Matthew said to Sera:

"Bring more people to try it on, and report any problems to the researchers in a timely manner. The thing has to be worn on your body, and you have the most say."

"Restrict their behavior well, and when they start training, their identities will be unified."

"Now that they have decided to join the Gulf Territory and have shown determination, they are now part of the Gulf Territory."

With a daze flashing before his eyes, Sera nodded firmly and said in a determined tone:

"Understood, I will talk to them carefully."

Sera's pun deeply touched Aini next to her.

She hesitated for a while, but still refrained from saying anything. The situations of both parties were different, and she had her own responsibilities.

"Yeah, I'm going to take a look at the Thunder Armor. Sister Aini, can you come with me?"

Yaya, with gleaming eyes and a cup of cream ice cream in one hand, extended an invitation to Aini.

Nodding without hesitation, Aini picked up Yaya, glanced at the lord who was browsing the arcane newspaper, and sneaked over.

Noticing her little move, Matthew's lips curved into a faint smile, he looked at the page of the Arcane Newspaper, and couldn't help but admire:

"What a talent!"

The Gulf collar recruitment "advertisement" that I paid for not only continued to be ranked first, but also thoughtfully added information such as "refugee," "poor," "slave," and "adventurer."

Matthew had a vague feeling that the other party seemed to have some grasp of the development of the Gulf Territory.

Is this a reminder?

Or a "threat"?

Matthew hoped it was the former. He rubbed his fingertips gently, thinking about the blockade of the Bay Territory, and said to himself with a smile:

"You think we are easy to bully?"

"Then let's give you some surprises!"

These guys are so full that they have to find something to do.

In the past, Matthew would not have been touched by this and would have just wanted to settle down and farm well.

But now it seems that if you don’t mess with others, others will always want to mess with you.

Then strike first to gain the upper hand!

Two days later.

Sewington.

A "grapevine" is being widely circulated.

It was first reported by the Adventurer's Guild. After several rounds of dissemination, it became news that shocked all spellcasters:

"In the middle of the Gray Mountains in the New World, a very large mithril vein was discovered, stretching for dozens of kilometers. Many areas are open-pit mines..."

As this news spread more and more widely, the entire Seventon was boiling.

Even though the Netheril Empire is located in the Loken mining area, there are four or five large rare metal veins in it, and the output is extremely rich, which is a helpful helper for the development and expansion of the empire.

You know, in order to ensure the solidity and stability of the floating city.

The central area inside the city is supported by a sturdy, oversized metal structure.

It can not only prevent it from falling apart after being attacked, but also resist the effects of spells to a certain extent.

Only the Loken mining area, known as the treasure land, has only one small mithril vein, the quality is not very high, and the output is relatively low.

After so many years of mining, it is on the verge of exhaustion.

The reason why the Netheril Empire expanded everywhere and developed the demiplane was to find more mithril veins.

This rare metal is called "the cornerstone of magic".

It is the main material for refining Thorium.

Thorium, named "Goddess Metal".

Its birth is hailed as a gift from the goddess of magic.

Without it, several of the most important strategic weapons of the entire Netheril Empire could only fall into a "standstill" state.

Therefore, when they heard the news, all the spellcasters in Sewendon became excited.

Several elements.

New World, Gray Mountains, super large open pit mines.

Everyone is a spellcaster. If the Gulf Leader can secretly use golems to mine veins, others will naturally do the same.

If this is a rumor, it will cause a lot of excitement in a few days and then disappear.

But in the next few days, more and more detailed information was revealed.

"Go ashore from Brave Continent City, walk 30 kilometers south to enter the Frozen Valley, and then proceed 362 kilometers southeast to reach the super-large mithril vein..."

"The quality is very high and can be sold and used directly after simple purification..."

"There are so many of them, they are everywhere. In addition to being careful of the rat-men, the frost trolls in the Gray Mountains are also a huge trouble..."

All kinds of situations are reflected in the information one by one, which naturally makes many spell casters excited.

Especially those spellcaster lords who have territories and can organize armies and armed forces will inevitably send people to investigate first.

There are also some powerful extraordinary arcanists who have taken the first step and arranged for the manpower to explore the new continent to explore the situation of the Thorium veins.

Interestingly, the news was quickly verified, and extremely high-quality thorium veins were indeed discovered in that area.

But in just a few days, almost all the news was gone.

There was an unmatched force that suppressed the spread of this news.

The spellcasters were not fools and quickly realized something was wrong.

Then, the ferry ticket to the New World immediately increased by 1/3, and the price continues to increase.

The pirate group that blocked the bay's outlet also secretly "disappeared" after unleashing a round of artillery bombardment.

After receiving the news, Matthew looked at the "calm" Sewenden and the territories that were still "stubborn" and whispered leisurely:

"Instead of killing each other in the days to come, it is better to fight against the demon army together and make due contributions to the development of the entire material plane."

Matthew could already imagine it.

When the major spellcasting lords of the Netheril Empire, as well as the Council of Seventon, and even other kingdoms and organizations.

When sending more troops, strength, and wealth than the original time and space to develop the resource-rich Gray Mountains.

Will they abandon the development of the entire New Continent and allow the wave of demons to ravage the entire northern part of the New Continent as before?

"I hope you will be willing to give it up when the time comes!"

The pirate group had just left for two days.

The Gulf Territory spent 2 million resources to purchase 20 magic cannons from the Dwarf Kingdom and placed them at the mouth of the sea.

Thousands of engineering team personnel.

Dozens of large engineering golems.

It took just 10 days.

A large fort facing the sea was built at the mouth of the sea.

Matthew specially named it "Zhenhai".

The Sword of Damocles hanging above his head disappeared, and the Gulf Territory immediately began to use force.

November 25th.

Bay collar.

Misty Swamp.

The deepest center.

The boundless reeds sway leisurely in the wind.

Occasionally, a few puddles and patches of low grass were revealed.

Flocks of birds flew from the north and landed in the silent puddles.

A herd of tens of thousands of gray-brown bison are walking leisurely through the reeds.

They will head to the plains to the southeast, where they will pursue rich new grasslands and thrive.

These bison are physically strong, with each adult male weighing thousands of kilograms.

There are almost no predators that dare to block their migration.

"hiss……!"

With a terrifying and majestic roar, the originally quiet buffalo herd immediately fell into a commotion.

The fear engraved in their bones for thousands of years drove them to flee.

The originally impeccable marching formation immediately fell into chaos, with the strongest adult bison running at the front of the team.

They fled this land of death as quickly as possible.

The old and weak cattle in the rear inevitably fell into chaos.

Until this time, the cold-blooded monsters hiding in the mud swamp revealed their ferocious fangs.

There was a sound of splashing water.

A huge head poked out from under the mud.

It has gray-green scales that shine in the sunlight.

The big mouth full of fangs is filled with a dizzying stench.

The long neck is a full three to four meters high, and the neck muscles are as thick as half a bison.

One, two, three...

A total of 6 heads blocked dozens of bison.

They all opened their big mouths and spit out dark green turbid acid.

The strong bison didn't even have time to escape and struggle. They were just stained with a little acid and fell down screaming.

The horrific killing lasted only a few dozen seconds.

His vertical pupil-shaped eyes stared greedily at the bison escaping from the surroundings. He hesitated for a moment and then lowered his head.

Several heads gathered around and worked together to bite a bison weighing hundreds of kilograms.

They worked together and tore it into several pieces in an instant.

The turbid blood and internal organs fell down, dyeing the mud into a bloody color.

Each head swallowed hundreds of kilograms of meat. Naturally, they were not satisfied and continued to deal with the fallen bison one after another.

Most of the bison did not die, but could only tremble and moan helplessly.

The corrosive pain and paralyzing venom cut off their possibility of escape, and they could only wait for death to come.

More than ten bison were swallowed by these terrifying heads, and their originally long necks became swollen.

The remaining bison will not die anytime soon.

After digesting the food, these ferocious heads will start their next meal.

It is the overlord of the Misty Swamp, the super predator at the top of the food chain here - the six-headed dragon lizard.

Slowly adjusting her breathing and staring at the head that was about to retract under the mud, Sera drew the bow without hesitation.

The moment the bowstring was pulled apart, the surrounding environment began to slow down.

The slightly swaying reeds seemed to have been pressed on the slow button.

Full bow!

Archery!

The spinning arrows flew out.

It was like a gray lightning bolt, and before the dragon lizard could react, it fell into the eyes of a head.

Poof!

The moving metal arrows, after encountering huge resistance, continued to twist and roll around, creating horrific tearing wounds.

At the same time, the "paralyzing" toxin buried in the arrow began to take effect quickly, spreading to various parts of the body along with the broken blood tissue.

"Roar……!"

The severe pain caused the ferocious head to immediately pull down and hang weakly in the mud, causing a splash of water.

The other five heads roared crazily and pointed in the direction of the bow and arrow.

It saw Sera, driven by severe pain, five heads swinging wildly.

The entire ground arched, and a huge body with six heads connected struggled to stand up.

Hurrah!

Pieces of mud and sewage slid down the dragon lizard's huge body.

The limbs covered with black and blue scales slid quickly on the mud.

The thick, powerful and webbed claws showed very strong thrust, allowing the huge body like a hill to slide and "run" in the soft mud.

That astonishing speed was even faster than the life-threatening running of a bison.

Sera, who felt a huge threat and quickly approached, continued to draw her bow as calmly as before.

The environmental changes that slowed down again represented Serachit's ability.

This time, Sera was no longer targeting the eyes on the head, but the bulging neck of the dragon lizard.

The defensive six-headed dragon lizard has extremely excellent dodge ability.

The huge body cannot be avoided, but the flowing head is quite flexible.

Buzz!

The sound of bowstrings.

The flying arrow pierced the dragon lizard's neck as fast as lightning.

The thick and strong scales were penetrated without exerting their powerful defensive power.

However, compared to the fragility of its eyes, even if its neck was directly pierced, the dragon lizard's head quickly turned around as if it was not affected in any way.

It targeted Sera's location.

If it were in the past, Sera would definitely turn around and run away. At most, she would use bows and arrows to contain and consume her from a distance.

But things are different now.

"Thunder Warrior, attack!"

As a clear shout spread, Sera put away her bow and arrows and flew forward at an extremely fast speed.

She ran towards the six-headed dragon lizard with its mouth open and ready to breathe acidic breath.

Bang!

Bang!

The flying armor-piercing crossbow arrows pierced the sides of the six-headed dragon lizard when it was defenseless.

The surging and flashing thunder exploded beside the arrow.

The defenseless dragon lizard trembled violently all over.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sera drew her scimitar and got close to him.

Her steps were very fast, and the green armor she wore did not affect her movements at all.

The moment he approached the six dragon lizards, he raised his knife to chop them without hesitation.

The six-headed dragon lizard, which had just recovered from the lightning strike, saw this tiny insect dare to rush right in front of its eyes.

Unspeakable anger and pain rushed to its head instantly.

It stood quietly, letting Sera's scimitar slash at its chest.

And its ferocious big mouth has been opened directly, aiming at Sera who has nowhere to dodge in mid-air and starting to accumulate power.

This giant beast with tenacious vitality is best at exchanging injuries for lives.

Unfortunately, it underestimated Sera.

A series of jumping arcs erupted from the dark green armor, jumping into the wounds opened by the scimitar.

"Roar……!"

The angry six-headed dragon lizard endured the severe pain of the electric shock and had no time to make the next move.

Four or five concealed figures suddenly sprang out from the reeds, each holding a sharp weapon high and slashing at the legs of the six dragon lizards.

The armor on their chests was constantly flashing with surging arcs of electricity, bringing unprecedented stimulation to this huge dragon lizard.

The dragon lizard, whose movements were once again slowed down by half a beat, suddenly lost sight of Sera, and unspeakable panic surged into his heart.

It only felt a pain in its neck. The sharp adamantine scimitar had already split open the scale defense, penetrating into it with jumping thunder.

Sera could clearly feel the trembling and contracting rhythm inside this huge object.

The surging thunder turned into the power she controlled, paralyzing the monster again and again.

When the paralysis was about to expire, more and more figures rushed out from the reeds.

They were surrounded by surging thunder, and in a flash of lightning, they hit the six-headed dragon lizards that could not be avoided.

Seeing the ashes in this scene, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, stroking the brand new thunder armor on his body, more than one doubt emerged in his mind.

How do they trigger thunder and lightning?

How is electricity stored?

Could it be said that the territory has thoroughly studied his lightning armor?

impossible!

Thoughts of thinking did not affect Hui Jin's deft movements.

The dragon-hunting crossbow, which required at least two people to operate in a short period of time, roared once again.

Click!

The huge rotating arrow pierced the dragon lizard's leg.

This behemoth, which was so ferocious just now, suffered severe injuries in an instant and was unable to move.

Seizing the opportunity, Sera shouted in a sharp voice:

"It's now!"

Several more thunder warriors rushed out and rushed over like lightning.

They held their spears high in their hands, and with the dragon lizard watching helplessly, they stabbed it into its neck.

The angry dragon lizard twisted its head tenaciously, trying to kill these damn bugs with its deadly acid breath.

However, the Thunder Warriors led by Sera waited until it was full before attacking.

It is precisely because of its bloated neck after eating that it is difficult to sneak over and correct the angle immediately.

As a result, the agile Thunder Warriors had already jumped away, and the dragon lizards who tried to pursue them were keenly aware of the mockery in their eyes.

"How dare these damn reptiles!"

A shadow flashed past, avoiding the sight of the dragon lizard's constantly shaking head, and jumped to the opposite side of Sera in a few tenths of a second.

The two of them swung their swords at the same time!

Poof!

The splattered blood dyed the dragon lizard's sight red.

Three gaping heads, the spinners fell to the ground.

Several balls of foul-smelling acid spurted out from the broken neck and landed on the dragon lizard's back, corroding into bursts of pungent green smoke.

With only the last two heads left, the dragon lizard stared in panic at Sera, who was covered in thunder, and Hartl, who was sheathing his sword.

It smelled the substantial dragon power in the two of them, and bowed its head humbly.

Anger is meaningless, it just wants to live well!

Sera, who sheathed her sword, recalled the stunning blow from Harter's sudden appearance, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"The first battle of the Thunder Warriors, victory!"

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