"Hmph! These Elves have the ability to revive. Don't you understand the reason behind it? In this world, who is the great being that can revive living beings?! "
"It's the great Death God!"
"No matter what kind of being the Life Goddess Eve that the Elves believe in, she must be closely related to the Lord that we believe in!"
"This request for help is a decree from the Goddess. Although we were tricked by the Elves, the contract is real. We are under the protection of the Goddess!"
"In this case, violating the contract is violating the decree of the Goddess!"
Looking at Doluru, who was hugging his head, the Chief Elder was exasperated.
He panted heavily for a moment, and then said angrily:
"And … you want to violate the contract? Have you asked the Elves if they agree? "
"These elves may have their flaws, but their combat strength is real. Have you ever thought about what would happen if you infuriated them under the current circumstances?"
"These are 20,000 Elves that can revive continuously! Although we don't know what price they have to pay to revive and how many times they can revive, our Dungeon with a population of less than 50,000 can't withstand them! "
"We are already under attack by the Dark Coalition. If we turn against our allies now, do you think that our Dungeon's lifespan is too long?!"
The Chief Elder roared, his spittle spraying all over Doluru's face, but Doluru didn't dare to retort.
As though he was tired from speaking, the old Chief's body trembled as he stopped, panting heavily.
When Doluru saw this, he hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "What's wrong?
"Then … what should we do?"
Seeing Doluru's reaction, the Chief Elder was disappointed.
"Sigh …"
"It's my fault for not educating you well. Letting you become the next Chief is a serious mistake."
"You're far inferior to Blade City's Brin. If you're still so foolish, how can I entrust the Dungeon to you? You don't have the qualifications and ability to become the Chief Elder … "
"It seems that I have to reconsider the successor."
Hearing the Chief Elder's words, Doluru's face turned pale and he lowered his head even more.
The Chief Elder sighed deeply and shook his head.
"I've already told the chief financial officer. The promise that has already been made still stands, but the newly joined elves can only receive one set of equipment."
"This is also Blade City's way of doing things."
With that said, he glanced at Doluru and sounded a little dispirited.
"You … may leave."
Duo Lulu bit her lips when she heard that.
He took a deep breath, bowed slightly to his grandpa, and then turned to leave …
After Doluru left the residence, his expression turned gloomy instantly.
When he returned home, he angrily pulled out his dagger and smashed all the furniture he saw into pieces. At the same time, he angrily roared:
"I'm stupid? What's wrong with my thinking? Am I not doing this for the city?! "
"You've suffered a loss, so should you just endure it?! This is the Underworld, the Darkstill Alliance, not the surface! "
"So what if he's revived? Even the Grim Reaper's Chosen could only resurrect a few times. Could the Elves be resurrected indefinitely? What was there to be afraid of? If we turn off the teleportation array, they won't be able to come over! "
Doluru roared as he smashed everything in the house into pieces. The servants were so scared that they hid far away.
Doluru's expression was ferocious, like a mad monster.
"The protection of the Grim Reaper? So what if he's the Grim Reaper? Wasn't he still besieged by the Lord of Darkness? "
"Hmph! That old thing … actually wants to revoke my right to succeed him! How dare he compare me to that damned Breen! "
"I knew it! In his heart, there's only that outstanding disciple of his, never me, this grandson! "
"Hmph! Since you want to do this to me, then don't blame me … "
As if he had made up his mind, Doluru gradually calmed down.
But at this moment, his expression became very frightening.
He threw away the dagger in his hand, put on his comical human noble robe, and left the house alone.
He walked to the streets of Shatar City and followed the winding roads to the business district of the city. Finally, he came to the chaotic gray area and found an inconspicuous tavern. He walked in.
There were very few customers in the tavern. After Doluru entered, he went straight to the corner of the tavern and found a figure wearing a pointed hat.
It was a Dark Dwarf Wizard.
The other party did not seem to be surprised by Doluru's arrival. He smiled slightly and asked in a sinister tone.
"Your Excellency Doluru, have you thought about it?"
Doluru narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party deeply.
"I can participate in your plan, but I have a request. After the plan succeeds, I must be the joint chief of Shatar City and Blade City!"
Hearing this, the Dwarf Wizard raised his eyebrows slightly, then chuckled.
"Mr. Doluru, this is not part of the conditions. At most … we'll support you to be the chief of Shatar City."
Upon hearing this, Doluru wasn't surprised. He snorted and said, "That's right.
He snorted and said, "Hmph, isn't it the same to you who's the chief? And … if I'm the chief, I'll naturally vigorously promote the conversion of the two cities and let the citizens return to the correct faith as soon as possible … "
"In addition, I have an important piece of information that I can tell you as a gift. Aren't you curious about the origin of these Elves?"
…
The defense of the city of Sanatar had entered a protracted state.
As time passed, the frequency of the Dark Coalition's attacks became lower and lower. It was so low that the Dark Coalition suspected that the other party wanted to end the war.
But even so, the army besieging the city did not retreat and still put great pressure on Shatar City.
This also showed that the other party had not given up on the war.
Perhaps due to some unknown reason, the Dark Coalition temporarily stopped attacking and chose to station outside the city to maintain the situation of the army pressing in.
Of course, because most of the troops besieging the city were fallen Undead, as long as the commander had enough Mana, they could theoretically maintain the situation forever.
However, while the Dark Coalition could maintain the situation, the players could not stand it anymore.
They were here to play the game, not to be real soldiers. Defending the city day after day without being able to fight a painful battle, and the experience gained could not keep up. This became a kind of torture for them.
Many players decisively gave up on defending the city after a few days. They chose to return to the surface or explore other areas of the Underground World in order to level up as soon as possible.
The number of players participating in the defense on the city walls decreased, but it was maintained at a relative level. This was a kind of balance brought about by the constant flow of players.
Regarding this, the higher-ups of Shatar City were also quite dissatisfied.
However, considering that the pressure on the city defense was not great now, and that the other party had promised in the agreement that once the war started, they would immediately return to provide support, they endured it.
Under such circumstances, the war in the Underground World gradually evolved from a large-scale mission to a war scene in the Underground World …
Participating in war was no longer the main theme of the players who came to the Dark Coalition. Instead, it was business activities and exploring unknown maps.
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