The three guests who got off the road were all wearing cloaks. The leader took off his hat, revealing his short silver hair. At first glance, he seemed to be a young and handsome human man, but his skin was as black as the Balts. Even Moroco, who had seen countless people, couldn't figure out the man's identity for a moment.
The man silently stretched out a hand from his cloak. There was a ring on the middle finger of his hand. There was a woman's emblem on the ring with her arms open. Seeing this emblem, Moroco's entire body tensed up. Then the young man said indifferently, "Now you know what you can do for us, right?"
Moroco's entire body trembled slightly as he said to his trusted aide, "Yuga, close the door. The shop is closed today."
The man named Yuga looked at his boss in confusion. Moroco shouted, "Hurry up and go." Then he quickly closed the shop door. Moroco tried his best to speak in a calm tone, "Please follow me."
He tried his best to restrain himself, but the tips of his fingers trembled from time to time. It was obvious that his heart was not truly calm. It was not his fault. If it were anyone else, they would not be able to calm down. He recognized the ring. Back then, his trip to the Great Wasteland had not gone smoothly. Even the money from selling his family business was quickly lost in the Great Wasteland. In the end, Moroco could only take the risk and enter the Lost Realm.
In the Forgotten Realm, he almost died. Once, he almost died under the sharp claws of this strange beast. Fortunately, a strange old man saved him. Not only did the old man save him, he also gave him a large number of green crystals. That was the capital for Moroco to make a comeback. The old man also promised to continue funding Moroco, and he had kept this promise for decades. Otherwise, Moroco would not have been able to rise so quickly in just a decade. Of course, there was no free lunch in this world, and the old man had his own conditions. At that time, he gave Moroco a ring and told him that when someone with the same ring came to him, he had to do his best to cooperate and assist that person no matter what he needed.
Moroco agreed, and after he made his fortune, he would come to the Desert Boat Shop every day. Because this was the contact point that he and the old man had agreed on. Even if no one had visited this old shop in the past few decades, Moroco believed that one day that person would come.
And today, the person he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
In a hidden room at the back of the old shop, Morocco invited the three of them to sit down and took off a necklace from his neck. On the necklace was a ring that looked the same as the other party. He touched the ring with his hand and sighed with emotion, "Back then, I received the favor of the Forgotten Realm, which is why I have the present Morocco. I had been wondering when the Ring Bearer would come, but I didn't expect that he would have to wait for decades. Since you're finally here today, I won't ask any more questions. Just tell me what you need me to do in Morocco. "
Of course, these three people were Allen and his men. The ring on Allen's finger was given to him by Glise after he told him about the list. It was a token to contact the hidden chess pieces in the Forgotten Realm. '"Mr. Morocco, you've lived in Mokedan for decades," Ellen said without beating around the bush when he heard the big businessman ask the local question directly. I believe you are quite familiar with this city and its people, so I would like to ask you something about this city. "
"Just say it. I'll tell you everything I know." Morocco nodded.
Allen asked casually, "Who is the current City Lord of this city? What kind of person is he?"
"City Lord? That's Lord Gulant. Lord Gulant has been in charge of this city for a long time. This person is one of the generals of the Empire. Oh, there are many generals in the Demonic Shadow Kingdom, but there are only ten people who can be called generals. Lord Gulant is not one of them. As for his strength, he shouldn't be too outstanding among the generals. After all, the Empire and Dobia have been at war for many years. All the generals with some strength have been sent to the eastern region. The generals on the southern front are basically the weakest. But even so, Lord Gulant is still an expert in this city. "
Allen changed the question, "What are the main defensive forces in Mokedan?"
The two of them asked and answered, and in the blink of an eye, the morning passed. Allen's questions were all related to the current situation of Mokedan, but there were very few connections between the questions he asked. For example, the former question was which well-known people were in the city, and the next question might be the distribution of buildings in a certain district. Fortunately, Moroco had lived in this city for decades and knew Mokedan like the back of his hand. He answered whatever Allen asked. After a series of questions and answers, according to what Moroco said, Allen had already pieced together a general situation of Mokedan in his mind.
Mokedan's current population was close to 300,000, which was similar to the wasteland. However, Mokedan's area was not as large as the wasteland, so the population was obviously denser than the wasteland. Now, the nominal City Lord of this city was the Empire General Gulant. According to Moroco's description, Allen could roughly estimate the strength of this General. Gulant's strength should only be at the level of an ordinary Ruler, less than those experts who were piled up with green crystals, but it would not be the hands and feet of an expert like Lola.
Roughly speaking, he might be slightly weaker than White Devil Luci and on par with Blood Eye Azes.
Secondly, Gulant had three generals under him, and their strength was a level lower than his. These people were the high-ranking combatants of Mokedan, followed by the army of the stronghold city. There were 50,000 Shadow Soldiers stationed here. To be honest, there weren't many troops, but relying on a stronghold like Mokedan, it was still possible to swallow two or even three times his own army. If that was the case, then Allen had a 70% chance of winning the next war. However, according to Moroco, a month ago, the Empire had sent Berserk Demon Bali and three thousand Berserk Shadow Army soldiers to garrison.
According to Moroco, Imperial Generals like Berserk Demon Bali were all experts who had come into contact with Void Origin Energy. In other words, they were close to, or even at the same level as, Allen. Allen's Origin Energy level had fallen to Level 26, so it wasn't impossible for him to fight against such an expert. However, it wouldn't be that easy to defeat or even kill the other party. After brushing all the experts under his command, only Bronze Martial had a chance to kill the Berserk Demon. Even Hubble, the others were still forty to sixty percent likely to win.
Bali Six, Hubble Four.
Berserk Demon Bali also brought an adjutant and three Guild Leaders. These four people were all at the level of an imperial general, especially Bali's adjutant. According to the standards of the Demonic Shadow Empire, the strength of a general's adjutant was between a general and an ordinary general. In other words, it was said that a woman's Berserk Demon adjutant was probably on par with Lola. Finally, there were the three thousand Berserk Shadow Army. When he spoke of this army, Moroco's voice clearly trembled.
Of the several armies of the empire, the Berserk Shadow Army was definitely the most elite army. Almost all of these Berserk Shadow Army soldiers were experts who could fight against a hundred. These three thousand people, together with the stronghold of Mokedan, were probably stronger than the original defenders of the stronghold.
Apart from experts and troops, Mokedan, as a stronghold, was naturally not the kind of city that could be easily taken down. Mokedan City was a hundred meters tall, and the weapon system bag was buckled on the ground and in the air. Its defensive barrier was said to be able to withstand the full attack of a battleship's main cannon, which showed how thick and strong this barrier was. Of course, being able to withstand it was one thing, and being able to withstand the bombardment of the main cannon was another. But no matter what, it was certain that Mokedan's defensive barrier was very strong.
Apart from the defensive barrier and weapon system, Mokedan also had three hundred combat airships. This air force could not be ignored, especially since Allen did not have any combat airships in his hands right now. As for the Fire Falcons, which were used as aerial combat units, they had to rely on their numerical advantage to be able to kill Mokedan's fleet of airships.
"Oh right, when Berserk Demon Bali came to Mokedan a month ago, he brought a secret weapon with him. I heard that it was extremely powerful, according to Grant himself. If they were hit head-on by that weapon, experts below the Sovereign Realm would immediately turn into ashes. Unfortunately, Grant was unwilling to say much about this. I wonder if Bali strictly forbade it, or if Grant himself didn't know much. "
"Secret weapon?" Allen narrowed his eyes. If there really was such a weapon, then he had to be careful. If he was hit head-on, he would definitely die. This was no joke. He gently turned the ring and said, "Mr. Moroco, is there any way to find out the truth about this weapon?"
"This …" Moroco looked troubled and gritted his teeth. "I can only say that I will do my best. You will stay in the city for a few days. I'm afraid I won't be able to find out about something like this in a short period of time. "
"Then I'll stay here for a week. Within a week, Mr. Moroco can find out as much as he can. "
Moroco nodded and said, "Alright, what else do you need me to do?"
"I don't need it for the time being. If I need it, I'll come find you." Allen stood up and said, "It's getting late. We'll take our leave first so that Mr. Moroco won't be suspected."
"I'll send you guys out."
"No need, that's too conspicuous."
Moroco did not insist and let his trusted aide, Yuga, send Allen and the others out. Boarding the road, Allen said to Belmore, "Go back and keep an eye on this big businessman later."
"What, is there a problem with him?" Trisley turned around and asked.
"I'm not sure yet." Allen smiled and said, "But it's always right to be careful."
After watching the car leave, Yuga returned to the shop and saw Moroco. Looking at Moroco's worried expression, Yuga asked, "Boss, who are they?"
"They came from the Forgotten Realm. That person asked questions just now, but the main question was about Mokedan's army and defensive strength. It looks like they want to attack this city. "
Yuga was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "How is that possible? Even if we gather the strength of those people in the Great Wasteland, we still won't be able to defeat Mokedan."
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