The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Therefore, Baal was simply forcing them to die.

Although they didn't know why Baal was so confident, they just couldn't drive him away. Moreover, he provoked them daily, so the three beasts didn't have any good solutions.

The elemental energy around Mount Albis had been chaotic recently, and it rained every day.

Outside the wasteland, however, it was peaceful, except for occasional scouts, there were no other changes.

Most of these scouts were from the Empire, mysterious organizations, or assassin guilds, merely scouting. Protected by the Doray magic circle, they were basically just confirming locations.

The eight wizard towers were divided into eight directions, representing eight different elements. Recently, the wizards had been frantically absorbing elements. Among them, the Lightning Tower was the easiest to absorb elements. During a rainstorm, lightning roared above the Lightning Tower, with brilliant light, and constant electrical buzzing. Bolts of lightning struck down, as if it were the end of the world.

However, the Lightning Tower remained unmoved, instead enjoying it. It was actually the first wizard tower to accumulate enough energy, while the other wizard towers were slower.

The entire camp was like an elemental black hole, accepting all elements without rejection, incorporating them all into the Earth Fortress system.

There weren't many powerful creatures in the wasteland, and the more powerful creatures were still hundreds of miles away, unable to sense the activity here.

Doray stayed here obediently for ten days, finally recovering some of his energy.

He had devoted all his energy to refining the wizard tower the previous month, and then fought a battle with someone, exhausting him.

These days, Aisha had been in charge of the overall situation, doing a decent job, showing the potential of a housekeeper.

As soon as Doray appeared, Aisha began to report on the work of the past ten days, especially the cooperation requests from various parties in Wassenburg.

Doray listened to the situation and felt a little surprised. He hadn't even succeeded yet, but so many people were looking for him to cooperate. He should know that there were still three level-seven Calamity-class magical beasts on Mount Albis, and a ghost of unknown level entrenched there.

Besides these, magical beasts roamed the entire wasteland, hiding countless dangers. Moreover, even if they occupied it now, there were still many things to do, such as surveying the terrain, and then designing roads and city locations. It would take several years to complete. Furthermore, he didn't have that many people. Relying solely on himself and Aisha would make the process even slower. Talking about cooperation was, frankly, too early.

Moreover, Maurice and the others couldn't come over now. Even if they did, the potions they refined would have to be sold, so they could only stay in Wassenburg for now, waiting until everything was settled here and trade routes were opened before they could come over.

This would take at least a year and a half.

Talking about cooperation was indeed too early, but they could contact each other, build relationships. When the time came, those who wanted to cooperate more deeply could help open up routes themselves.

Doray thought very clearly. He couldn't do it alone. Surveying, driving away magical beasts, building cities, setting routes, and maintaining roads, he couldn't do it all alone. Without sufficient manpower, this matter was completely unfeasible. When the time came, he would have to formulate some policies to attract ordinary people to come and migrate some people over.

Of course, these were all things for later. The first path before him now was to take down all of Mount Albis, drive out or kill the level-seven magical beasts inside, and then form his own Storm Domain.

In the past, level-seven magical beasts were like majestic, insurmountable mountains in front of him, but now, he could contend with level-seven magical beasts.

This was the powerful confidence brought about by his own strength.

In ten days, besides the Lightning Tower, the other wizard towers had only stored half of their energy. It was estimated that it would take at least fifteen more days to have definite combat power.

These ten days were very peaceful, with almost no one arriving. Doray's expected attacks and strong assaults didn't come, as if that mysterious organization had given up on him.

Time slowly came to September.

There was a lot of rain in August, and when September 1st arrived, the rain still hadn't stopped.

In the early morning, the wasteland was misty, as if shrouded in a layer of clouds, and small drops of rain fell slowly, landing on the desolate land.

At this time, Doray woke up from his meditation, opened his eyes, and looked straight ahead. His gaze passed through the wizard tower, through the ravine, and saw outside the valley.

At this moment, a transparent figure stepped through the air with the rain, heading straight for him.

Doray narrowed his eyes slightly, was it that assassin?

His main body didn't move, but his clone stood up and slowly met him.

He passed through the ravine and came outside, soon meeting the transparent figure. The transparent figure slowly revealed his form, looking directly at Doray.

"You can indeed see through my invisibility. It seems you successfully fished a few days ago."

Doray looked at the other person, expressionless, even a little solemn.

"If you have a purpose, you can say it directly, otherwise there won't be a chance later."

Doray carefully looked at the other person. With the Xuan Corpse Insect's perspective, it was easy to see that this was his main body. He wanted to keep the other person here. Magic power was building up, and even the Golden Corpse slowly came to a certain place underground to wait for orders.

The Water Shadow was naturally sensitive, and at this time, sensed something, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly raised his figure a little bit.

Forced to, Doray also began to slowly rise. He thought, did this guy see something?

The Water Shadow's heart was cold. Doray also had a Golden Corpse. The Golden Corpse could sneak attack by burrowing underground, so it was better to be a little further away from the ground.

The Nightmare Empire also had level-seven undead wizards. It was a narrow escape, going through untold hardships and racking his brains to raise the Golden Corpse to level seven. He naturally knew about the Golden Corpse's intelligence, and didn't want to be killed here by the Golden Corpse.

At this time, the Water Shadow pretended to be calm, and slowly said, "Master Doray, I was thinking, is there a misunderstanding between us?"

Doray was expressionless, with an expression of 'you can continue'.

Seeing that Doray was willing to listen, the Water Shadow cautiously continued, "From the information we have now, you and we have no direct conflict of interest, right?"

Doray shook his head, "Yes, we have no conflict of interest, but a life-and-death feud. The Sand Scorpion Adventurer Group spread false news at the time, looking for opportunities to kill people everywhere. Unfortunately, I was the one who was killed."

The corners of Water Shadow's mouth twitched. Why did the story change so much in the other person's mouth?

He couldn't refute it, so he could only smile apologetically, "But you're fine now, aren't you? I'm here this time to represent the Sand Scorpion Adventurer Group and reach a reconciliation with you. What do you think?"

Doray looked at Water Shadow, the corners of his mouth raised, this Sand Scorpion Adventurer Group was originally a cover, to reach a reconciliation with them, wouldn't that be saying nothing?

"What's your name?"

Water Shadow exaggeratedly touched his forehead, and then apologized, "Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet, just call me Shadow."

Doray nodded, "Mr. Shadow, am I reaching a reconciliation with the Sand Scorpion Adventurer Group? How to reconcile, verbally, or?"

Hearing this, the corners of Water Shadow's mouth were constantly smiling, like a cunning businessman.

"You killed several of our level-six assassins, and also killed one of our undead warriors, capturing many level-six undead. Now, our Sand Scorpion will not pursue your problems. Now we only need to return the undead that belong to us, and I guarantee that the Sand Scorpion Adventurer Group will never trouble you again. On the contrary, we can also cooperate to a certain extent, for example, we can order potions from you, how about the price being 10% higher than the market?"