Dust of History Chapter 63:

Top-level magic and top-level magic scrolls are basically two concepts. Seal a high-level magic that is complicated and requires a lot of preparation time to become a magic item that can be cast instantly by a junior magic apprentice. From this point of view, this method of casting a spell simply violates the laws of the advanced art of magic. Therefore, the price of this kind of foul is usually astonishing. Needless to say, the production process is troublesome. Even if it is to make a scroll like the Blazing Flame, it will cost thousands of gold worth of gems that can be used as magic boosters.

Not to mention magic of the level of space lock and gravity field, even if it is not a forbidden spell, its value is almost the same. But now it seems very easy to say it from Sedros' mouth, and it is not much more expensive than ordinary magic items.

Sedros was sitting in the chair. In front of the huge body of the tauren priest, he, a human old man with white beard and hair, looked very thin and small. His expression and tone were not dignified, but now the high priest Tima looked at His gaze seemed to be looking up at a giant beast no less than a black dragon.

Sand Fes Mountains.

Several giant peaks soaring into the sky stand between the sky and the earth, and the clouds and mists surrounding the mountains all the year round completely cover the peaks above, making these peaks look like pillars supporting the sky and the earth, stretching and huge. The strong winds in the mountain streams, the occasional thunderstorms and blizzards, even the huge Beamon, thunderbird, and big eagle are nothing but small ants struggling to survive in this majestic and cruel mountain range.

At the foot of the mountain. In a clearing, Gru sat leaning against a rock, closed his eyes and seemed to be resting.

Human beings are extremely small in this mountain range. The wind in the mountain stream can tear people's fragile bodies to pieces, and even the lowest animals here are far taller and stronger than humans. But he just sat there very tired. But it seems as big as the majestic mountain behind it, cold, majestic, awe-inspiring, and not to be offended.

Several tall gray marsupials popped up among the rocks in the distance, and then shrank back immediately. Although these animals are Beamon's main prey, they are actually stronger and more ferocious than ordinary ogres. But this simple-minded animal can't appreciate the aura of Gru. It is other, more immediate reasons that hold them back.

By Gru's side, under his feet, and around him, there were more than a dozen fragmented and mutilated corpses. Each corpse was dozens of times larger than his body, and they were giant beasts standing at the top of the food chain in the mountains: Beamon, Thunderbird, and Great Eagle. These fierce animals are the kings of the Sand Fes Mountains. This open space is not natural, and the huge broken plants and rocks around it indicate that it was forcibly leveled out during fierce battles.

Gru's whole body is reddish brown, which is the color of dried blood. It was no longer possible to tell whether the blood was his own or that of the corpse. The whole person and this open space, the blood, and the smell from the corpse are all in one, making all other animals afraid to approach.

From the clouds high in the sky, there was a sound of gold and iron slashing each other with swords, and it passed through the fierce wind. Gru stood up when he heard the voice. Opening his eyes, a pair of dark and calm eyes looked at the three blue light spots coming out of the clouds.

Three blue dots of light approached here quickly and became bigger. These are three thunderbirds with blue electric light swirling all over their bodies.

This should be the last batch of "challengers." As long as the three Thunderbirds are repelled, the animals here will instinctively admit that this area belongs to his territory.

This is only the outer edge of the mountainous area, and there are no more powerful behemoths and old Thunderbirds. But it remains unimaginably difficult to establish such a territory in these animals that are extremely sensitive to exotic organisms. But as long as it is established, this will be the first step in establishing a base here.

In history, even the most powerful people have never thought of establishing a stronghold in the Sand Fes Mountains. Although there has never been a shortage of people who covet the magic gems here, they all try to collect enough. After getting the ore, I left in a hurry. The conditions here are too harsh, and it is far away from any civilization. Supplies and maintenance are unimaginable.

But if there is a large group of powerful and well-equipped orcs, and with the logistical support of Oufu, who is not too far from here, it is indeed possible to establish such a stronghold. The two Beamon cubs captured before have grown up a lot and have been successfully domesticated. A little help from the orcs can ensure the safety of this place and expand the territory. After that, the efficiency of planned surveys, mining and transportation is far from comparable to the small amount of stealing that adventurers have risked their lives for a long time.

After the magicians of the Tower of Fang saw the gems he sent back to Oufu, a group of noble and aloof old men immediately became jealous like misers who have seen the gold for many years, and immediately signed with Oufu in a hurry. established an alliance. Numerous high-level and even top-level magic gems pass through their hands, which means countless high-level scrolls, wands, and magic equipment. This is an incomparable wealth and an incomparable combat power.

Oufu will no longer have the slightest scruples about any power in the mainland. In less than ten years, it will become the most developed, strongest, and greatest empire in the entire continent. That is the empire he built from scratch with one hand and one foot.

Three thunderbirds have already rushed towards their faces. Their bodies as huge as wyverns are covered with blue light. The air is full of violently erupting thunder elements. They were all blown away, and the sound from the bird's beak was sonorous and sharp, like dozens of swords colliding with each other, chopping and breaking. The beak tips of the three Thunderbirds had already brought up condensed thunderballs.

With a low shout, both the thunderbird's chirping and the huge wind were drowned out by the low shout. Gru bent over and jumped up, the rocks under his feet were flying, and he greeted the three thunderbirds with a white grudge. His figure was as inconspicuous as a bug under the three huge birds emitting electric light.

With a click, the head of the Thunderbird headed by it, its beak that could tear apart the heavy steel armor, and the thunderball and lightning that was about to be launched all turned into various fragments all over the sky.

"I didn't expect Lancelot to have such a trick. I didn't expect that the hero in the human world, the knight, would use such a method. I even sent my two sons to Celeste. But Unexpectedly, Lancelot, who had planned it long ago, could still act so naturally, without letting me see any clues..." The unrepressible anger made the voice of High Priest Tima even more dull, and Weng in the room ringing.

As the most outstanding and intelligent tauren. High Priest Tima also has a good understanding of human culture. Although in his own eyes, the means that can achieve the goal are good means, but according to his understanding of human culture and morality, the scheming and city power shown by Lancelot do not seem to match his title of "Paladin" .

"My friend, you like to understand human culture and morality. This is your brilliance, but you are obviously confused by those things. Anyone who can become a hero must be cunning and scheming." Said Rose shrugged. "There has never been a moral hero, only a hero of ability. All creatures are actually the same, and the strong are respected. It's just that human beings are too weak and selfish, so they need more morals and beliefs to comfort them. Come to unite. So don't try to use moral shackles to shackle real heroes. My friend, it's because you don't know heroes well enough." Sedros looked at High Priest Tima, persuading in the tone of a long-time friend.

"But you are a well-deserved hero~IndoMTL.com~Sedros. Knowing you as a friend is the most valuable thing in my hundreds of years of life." The high priest walked to the window. See what's outside. A group of werewolf soldiers were walking by in the square. A few half-orcs have given the city too much vigor and vitality. "Helping the orcs establish such a perfect country. All you have done is indeed treasonous in the eyes of ordinary humans. It is contrary to the basic morality of a person, but if you look at it from a broader perspective, how is this? What a feat, this will be a stroke that will change the direction of the history of the mainland.”

"Thank you for your praise, my friend." Sedros's face had a red light that is unique to young people when they are excited. No matter who it is, it is very happy to hear that their hard work has been affirmed by others . "I can't finish this foundation alone. I'm waiting for you and your people to start together."

"I have already written a letter to King Taize of Tetalia, and he will send troops to meet you near the border. Crossing Tetalia, you can directly enter the wild highland."

"About the settlements of the tauren and the sphinx, I will start building them immediately. Like the settlements of other races, they are all built around Oufu. You can have your own independent beliefs in your settlements. And the way of life, I dare say that apart from being able to bask in the sun, it is no different from living in Negan.”