Narius had a head of messy, fiery red hair. His hair was braided and decorated with gems, metals, or beast teeth. Every tiny item on it was a spoil of war from his enemies, and every one of his enemies was a Legend. But now, these Legends had long become souls under Narius's sword. Therefore, Narius could be said to be a legend among legends.
Unlike Fire Demon and Iron Demon, Narius only had a seat in Dark Castle after Dobia was founded. In that castle, there was a meeting hall that only generals could enter. Frius had left eight seats for generals like him. Being able to enter this meeting hall was in itself an affirmation of Narius's strength.
At this moment, this general, the commander of Stormwind Fortress, was holding Fili's token and looking at the warrior in front of him who could not be considered strong and had an obscure aura. This warrior had been recommended by Fili, so the token was genuine. It was indeed Fili's. Given Narius's understanding of Fili, Iron Demon would not casually recommend a useless person. Therefore, for this person to be able to stand here, he had to be extraordinary. Of course, the bundle of weapons from the demon's bones was not enough to move Narius. At most, it could only help this person earn the right to stay in Stormwind Fortress. Huan? Choose?
"Your name is Isengard?"
Allen said in a deep voice from inside his helmet. "Yes, General."
"Alright, Isengard. The rules here are very simple. The more people you kill, the better you can live. For example, this bundle of weapons from the demon's bones. First, you will receive a month's rations. As for the rest, you can choose between wine and women. The quartermaster will tell you how much war credit you can exchange for. "
"I'm not here for wine or women, Your Excellency." Allen said indifferently, "I'm here to participate in the war. I want to fight. Please assign me missions."
"Interesting. I need someone like you. However, I hope that you are confident and not arrogant. Otherwise, you will easily lose your life. "
Narius removed an iron token from his waist and threw it to Allen. "Take this. You can enter and exit the fortress as you please. Also, you can get all the priority missions from the strategy department. You can choose whatever you can to complete. "
"One last question, where is the strategy department?"
Allen followed an officer appointed by Narlius through the Stormwind Stronghold. This stronghold was actually transformed from a tribal gathering place of the Naglai. It was rare to find such a high ground on this plain, and it could be used as a commanding point. The style of the Grai Giant was also reflected in this crucial point. All the buildings in the stronghold met the requirements of being open and tall. Of course, considering the height of the Grai Giant, it was not surprising that it would be built in such a style. But to humans like the Barbarians and Allen, this fortress was the palace of the gods. Every arch, every pontoon bridge was so tall. Of course, it was not entirely true to say that it was the palace of the gods. After all, the Grai Giant would not decorate this stronghold with unnecessary decorations. However, the arrival of the Dobia army had decorated this place with a somewhat dignified feeling.
Allen arrived at a hall. In fact, this was only a slightly larger room for the Grai Giant, but for Allen, it was a real hall. The hall, which could accommodate more than a hundred people, was as lively as a bazaar. The latest war situation was constantly scrolling on the electronic display on one side, and below it was a strategic map of the stronghold. Inside, different colored blocks were used to indicate which places were currently occupied by the stronghold and which were occupied by the enemy.
From time to time, the officers of the Strategy Department would update the mission requirements. This place was only open to experts, and many experts from Dobia and the Demonic Shadow Kingdom came to join in the fun. Completing the missions of the Strategy Department would allow one to obtain battle merits, which could be used to exchange for various things. From abyss crystals to fine equipment, even soldiers could be exchanged. Obviously, Dobia's meaning was very clear. As long as you can fight, I have plenty of money to pay you. You can do whatever you want!
"Rich and overbearing." Allen whispered. Dobia owned the largest Abyss Crystal Vein on Agares. In terms of wealth alone, it was indeed above the Demonic Shadow Kingdom. No wonder it was so spacious in the Strategy Department of such a local battlefield.
Frius was not short of money.
Under the recommendation of the officer, Allen registered at the Strategy Department, and an electronic chip was installed in his wrist brain. Immediately, his information was displayed. After he turned in the bundle of weapons, a row of numbers quickly appeared in the military merits below. Allen used these quantitative military merits to exchange for a month's rations, and the rest was used to exchange for the lowest grade of interspatial wristband. However, even the lowest grade of spatial bracelets was more than what he currently possessed. However, because he had been recommended by Felix, the strategy department had given him the right to take credit. If he did not have enough military merits, it would be deducted from his next submission. However, this portion of military merits had to be paid back within three days, or the wristband would be taken back, and the military merits deducted would not be refunded.
"Very fair." Allen wore the interspatial wristband on his other hand. This way, he did not have to carry a bunch of weapons around the world like before.
Unsurprisingly, the special treatment given to him by the Strategy Department attracted all kinds of gazes from the surrounding Baltic experts. Just as he was about to leave the hall, a strong expert bumped into him. Allen glanced at him from inside his helmet, then forcefully rammed into him. He did not use any Origin Energy, just the basic strength of his body. He knocked the expert back repeatedly, and then he swaggered off.
Allen did not care about such provocation and probing. To him, these so-called experts were no different from children, and he did not care about what that expert had done. Very quickly, he left the Stormwind Stronghold. According to the mission information given to him by the Strategy Department, he arrived at a dense forest occupied by the Burning Legion.
Three days later, Allen returned to the stronghold. When he walked into the Strategy Department, all the experts in the hall looked at him. Allen's aura had changed slightly. Even though it was still not obvious, anyone could imagine how many battles he had experienced to leave such marks on his tattered armor, as well as the large patches of dents and cracks on it.
"Let's do the accounting." Allen shook the interspatial wristband, and a pile of proof of military merits fell out from it. The officer in charge of counting let out a soft cry from time to time, obviously shocked by these proof of battle merits.
In the end, not only did Allen repay the debt from the spatial wristband, he also obtained a large amount of military merits. He used these military merits to exchange for an exclusive room and a new set of armor in the stronghold. As for his weapon, the Demon Bone Greatsword, which had many sawteeth broken, could still be used. After asking for his own things, Allen left the hall and followed the instructions to his room in the stronghold.
Quantitative military merits could be exchanged for anything in the stronghold, even private residences. Being able to exchange for one's own residence in the stronghold was also proof of one's strength. After all, anyone could exchange for their own residence in the stronghold within a few days. The room was very large. After all, it was the Grai Giant's residence. However, it was obvious that Dobia had made some rooms after taking over, so one room could be used as two rooms. One after another, people delivered furniture. These also needed to be exchanged. However, Allen did not come here to enjoy himself, so the furniture he exchanged was very small and simple. It was only enough for daily living.
After the furniture was delivered, the food was also delivered. However, only three days' worth of food was delivered. After eating, he could go to the quartermaster's office to collect it. There was no need to worry about Dobia doing anything to this place.
It was already night, and there was still continuous artillery fire outside. The war had not been interrupted since the last moment. Allen lay on the hard wooden board, closed his eyes, and recalled the battle in the dense forest over the past three days. He alone killed a thousand-man army of the Burning Legion, including hundreds of devil bones and a large number of middle and low-level combat units. During the entire battle, Allen did not use the slightest bit of Origin Energy. He only relied on his body's basic qualities to sharpen his skills.
As a result, even he felt a little overwhelmed after three days. After all, without using Origin Energy, even if an enemy slashed down with a sword, a thousand-man army would still be exhausted.
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