Chapter 769
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After a while, Neuss led two middle-aged men into the Shrine.
They looked at the Temple and then at Dean who was sitting on the Pope's throne. The middle-aged man on the left asked: "Are you the person in charge here?"
Dean indifferently asked: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man frowned as he saw Dean's arrogant attitude: "I'm Stanley, the minister of the royal palace. The one next to me is Lord Henry. He is the right-hand man of her royal highness Urita. We have come to discuss cooperation with you. May I ask where her royal highness Aisha is?"
After saying that, he glanced at the other places.
"She's resting so it's inconvenient for her to meet the guests. I'm in charge of everything here." Dean quietly looked at him. He knew that this person should be the main person in charge of the meeting. His official position was higher than Lord Henry who was next to him. Although the palace minister was equivalent to the Imperial Minister in ancient China and managed all the things in the royal family, but here the palace minister had a wider range of things, including various levels of communication meetings. The people who served as the palace minister were usually earl level, which was also a higher level.
He put away the contempt in his heart and said: "Her Highness Ulita is very appreciative of Her Highness Aisha's character. You must have heard about the attack of the intruders. I won't repeat it. Now the group of intruders have left the giant wall. But there is a possibility that they are lurking in the dark. So just in case, I hope that Her Highness Aisha can respond to the signs and go to support them the next time they appear."
Dean nodded: "Of course. But you know that our outer wall is short of resources. Her royal highness Aisha needs God's marrows to enhance her strength. Do you have any idea? By the way, who is her royal highness Urita? "
"Urita is the only daughter of the ruler of the giant wall. She is the princess of the giant wall. She is replacing the ruler of the giant wall to manage the affairs of the giant wall." Stanley smiled: "The royal family will naturally provide the God's marrows. I'll send someone to deliver it when I return."
"That's fine." Dean nodded: "Her highness Urita should know about our temporary occupation of the outer wall. What does she think about it?"
Stanley's eyes flashed as he smiled: "Her highness Urita has investigated the reason. Her highness said that we can let bygones be bygones if the cooperation goes well. After all, this is an abandoned barbarian land. Her highness Aisha wants it so why not give it to her?"
Dean listened to his tone. Her Royal Highness Ulita's image emerged in his mind. She seemed to be a good person. He said: "Your Royal Highness is so generous. We will come to make amends."
Stanley smiled faintly and did not comment further.
"After talking for so long, aren't you going to give us a chair?" Henry, who was beside him, reminded him with a displeased expression.
Dean looked at him and waved to Neuss to take a seat.
Dean said after both of them sat down: "I've heard that the invaders have lost several people. In my opinion, the possibility of them fighting back is very high. I don't know if Her Royal Highness Ulita is prepared?"
"Her Royal Highness is actively preparing. As long as they dare to come we will catch them off guard!" Stanley replied confidently.
Dean chuckled in his heart. Most of these words were used to stabilize the morale of the army. The invaders wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow unless they had a dominator. He didn't point it out and continued to talk with them about the royal family.
Dean sent them off after half an hour.
The conversation went smoothly. Although Henry had a look of disdain in his eyes, Dean didn't care about it. In the face of the big picture these little people were not worth mentioning unless they did something to interfere with him.
It seems that the royal family is already prepared. If that's the case, I don't have to worry anymore. If they can invite me, they should also invite the Witch Clan and the Monster Research Institute. The combat power of the Monster Research Institute is not inferior to a single Witch Clan. Although there aren't many experts in it, the monsters they tamed are not weak. Dean was afraid of the Monster Research Institute. The first time he sneaked into the inner wall he saw an extremely terrifying monster in the wilderness. It fed on the undeads. In retrospect, most of the monster's strength was at the peak of the outer wasteland.
"However, it's already been three days, yet they still haven't taken any action. It seems like they've learned their lesson from their previous losses." Dean thought. He wasn't worried about the inner wall attacking him in a short time. The longer the delay, the better it would be for him. After all, his power station and saltpeter mines were producing a lot of electricity and fire saltpeter every day.
The more time passed, the more savings he would have.
The next morning Dean received 500 bottles of God's marrows from the inner wall. This was beyond his expectation. It wasn't too much but too little!
He had looted thousands of bottles of God's marrows from the Monster Research Institute.
"It seems that the royal family has sent me away like a beggar." Dean's eyes flashed coldly. He thought that Ulita was a good person but it seemed that it was wishful thinking.
However, his desire for God's marrows wasn't that big. He had a relatively rich reserve of God's marrows after plundering the rocks. It was enough for him to advance to the inner wasteland level. Moreover, Xia Manson and Poland were producing God's marrows every day so he didn't need to plunder anymore.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Dean absorbed God's marrows every day until his body reached saturation. It was almost the same as he expected. His physique had another breakthrough after half a month of continuous absorption. He had evolved from an ordinary pioneer to the peak of the outer wasteland. He was at the same level as the military god.
Moreover, the changes brought about by his physique breakthrough was that his devil body was closer to that of a fiendish devil. His transformed appearance was even more sinister and terrifying, and he had fewer and fewer human characteristics. He estimated that when he reached the inner desolate rank or dominator rank, his body's outer appearance would be completely fiendish.
He didn't know what form the abyssal walker would take after activating the demonic body but it should be very distorted and terrifying.
"I don't know if I can win against an inner wasteland level expert." Dean was eager to try but his reason told him that the chances of winning weren't too big. Although he had the magic marks of the splitter but the magic marks of the inner wasteland powerhouses were legendary magic marks. This was the main limitation of the evolution to the inner wasteland. His advantage over the inner wasteland powerhouses was that he had the difference of deification.
Deification would stimulate the new ability of the magic marks and also strengthen the original ability. But the difference between the physique of the peak of the outer wasteland and the inner wasteland was enough to offset the advantage of the magic marks. The only thing left was the combat experience and the on-the-spot reaction of both sides. It was hard to predict who would win or lose.
"I estimate that I will be promoted to the inner wasteland in a month with the current resources and absorption speed. This is the advantage of having a strong foundation." Dean was looking forward to this peaceful time. Nothing major had happened in the outer and inner wall in the last half a month. The group of invaders seemed to have disappeared but he knew that they were hiding in the dark. He estimated that they were investigating and understanding the giant wall. They weren't as arrogant as before.
This was more dangerous.
Fortunately, this danger wouldn't come to his head first. Once there was a change in the inner wall it meant that they would take action. They would try to get rid of the inner wall and find a way to deal with him. Maybe in the last half a month they had investigated the location of the second base. They also knew about the process of him seizing the outer wall.
"If I can smoothly promote to the inner wasteland level before the war breaks out then I can rely on my deification magic marks ability to fight against the ruler." Dean hoped that the group of invaders would investigate in detail. The longer it dragged on the better his advantage would be. Moreover, Aisha had suddenly awakened for the fifth time. Maybe it wouldn't be long before she would naturally awaken again.
At that time it would be the sixth awakening.
Once she awakened for the sixth time her combat strength would not be inferior to the ruler. In fact she would be stronger than the majority of the rulers!
If such a thing really happened then he would have a complete victory!
However he couldn't figure out the natural awakening cycle of Aisha. If he had a microscope then he could observe the virus fission in his body and calculate it.
Time passed and the giant wall restored its calmness.
The military of the inner wall accelerated the speed of the corpses in the cities. The corpses had been completely suppressed by the time Dean had advanced to the outer wasteland level.
The inner wall started to restore the cities after the corpses were settled. The refugees were transported back to their respective cities and order was restored. Everything was like new grass that was growing on a withered prairie. It was tenacious and full of vitality.
Dean studied the super chip in addition to absorbing God's marrows every day. He sifted out the extremely effective technological items that could be produced in a short period of time. The atmosphere had become an upright faction in the 'Temple of Elements' of the outer wall. The limelight of the atmosphere had overshadowed the other nine factions after Barton was appointed as the Pontiff. Some mages even called it the new century's invention!
With the development of the Qi Element, it also brought about rapid progress in science and technology. Everything was restless, waiting to flourish.
Half a month later.
The nuclear haze that shrouded the sky gradually dissipated. The air returned to normal and the first rain fell after the new year.
The black snow season was coming to an end. The rainy season of the new year was coming.
"I hope that the peace will continue for another half a month …" Dean stood in front of the window and smoked. He blew the smoke out of the window and looked at the rain. The distant mountains and St. Mark's Square were shrouded in a blur.
He finished the cigarette after a while.
He stayed by the window for a while and took a few deep breaths. After dispersing the smoke in his mouth, he returned to the Temple's desk. Aisha was sitting quietly on the chair next to him, accompanying him.
Dean felt that the calmness at the moment was rare. But he knew that the storm would come and the rain would get heavier.
"If only I could make the phonograph …" Dean looked at Aisha with gentle eyes. His heart was full of regret. If he could make the phonograph then he would be able to retain her voice.
Unfortunately, he was busy with things that could enhance his strength at that time.
If it were now, he would rather use one, or even ten, or even a hundred legendary magic to replace a gramophone.
But he had missed it. No amount of remedies would be able to bring it back.
The heavy rain fell rhythmically on the windows of the Temple. It floated over the entire mountain and into the inner wall. The palace that was destroyed had been repaired. Urita was sitting in the hall. She was wearing a light red robe and holding a scepter. She listened to the general who was next to her: "Your majesty, more than a month has passed. The group of thieves has long left. What are we waiting for?"
"General Clinton, don't be impatient. After all Aisha has awakened the fifth time. It will be too difficult for us to recapture the outer wall with our current strength."
"Yes, let's wait for a while."
Several people tried to persuade him.
Ulita looked at Clinton and raised her hand to stop him: "I know what you are worried about but we can't have any more internal friction in the short term. It doesn't matter if Aisha has fifth awakening or not. Even if it is fake she should have at least fourth awakening. We can only rely on force to make her surrender. This group of invaders made us lose two marshals. We have to recuperate for some time."
Clinton sighed: "I'm afraid that they are making progress while we are resting. They are in the dark while we are in the light …"
Urita shook her head: "No need to say more."
The heavy rain bathed the palace. In the heavy rain outside the palace, six figures in raincoats stood in the corner of a building. Their gazes were cold as they stared at the towering palace. After a while, one of them said, "Big Brother, with such heavy rain, they probably won't go out today."
"Brother, this is a good opportunity."
The old man stared at the palace for a moment and nodded: "Let's go!"
"Good!" The others immediately followed. There was excitement in their eyes.
Half an hour later, everyone appeared outside a plaza two districts away from the palace. This plaza was the altar where the palace worshipped the gods. In the center was a towering stone platform with two angel statues on it. In the center was a stone statue that was about ten meters tall. It was an extremely beautiful woman whose age could not be seen. She looked like a young girl in her twenties, but also a mature woman in her thirties. She wore a strange skirt on her lower body.
Everyone who lived in King City knew that this was the well-known Goddess of War, Sylvia!
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