Three days before William entered Stormy Island.
The Humans and the local magical beast, the silver-backed monkeys, formed a friendship.
It was a good start.
The silver-backed monkeys did not like to eat the cloud-gulping pythons. They did not even take their corpses with them. This undoubtedly brought great benefits to the City of Dawn.
"There are 33 corpses of cloud-gulping pythons. One of them is an Advanced, 13 of them are Intermediate, and the rest are all Beginner. They are all big fellows. I can make almost 200 sets of high-quality equipment. It's like picking them up for free. It's not a loss." William touched his chin excitedly. He could not help but start to think whether he should be a bad guy or not.
As long as the fur, scales, teeth, and claws of the magical beasts were used appropriately, it would not be a problem to make a set of Gold equipment for the legion …
What was this?
It was awesome!
Good friend.
For any national legion, Gold equipment of the same level was considered top-notch. The empires could not afford to give a large number of Dark Gold equipment to the legion. They could not afford to make too many.
But if they had a legion of Gold equipment and professionals with Advanced bloodlines, they would be invincible in the southeast …
For example, causing the entire island to fight for supremacy with the magical beasts?
Then taking the opportunity to gain some benefits?
"Let's not talk about other things. If I cause a war between two magical beast tribes, I can use the space ring to take the corpses. I will be rich!
Stormy Island is rich in resources. Coupled with the rare ore veins, if I can take over half, no … even one-tenth of the island …
Even if the City of Dawn is invaded by the Darkness, it will still be safe. "William thought of many evil ideas in his mind.
But thinking about the future?
Thinking about the slow reproduction rate of the magical beasts?
William gradually gave up on this idea.
"Sustainable development is the most important thing. If I do this, the initial profits will be very good. It will be very huge. But there are many disadvantages to the extinction of the magical beasts!" William pondered.
The disadvantages were very simple.
The magical beasts on Stormy Island were in a balanced state.
If the balance was broken, it would be like a fuse. The magical beasts would fight for territories and even exterminate the entire tribe.
Because everyone wanted resources, they would take advantage of the enemy's weakness to kill them!
It was similar to the war between the silver-backed monkeys and the cloud-gulping pythons. Because there were too many tribes and there were not enough resources, some had to die. That was why such a war would occur.
Even the Cloud-gulping Python Boss couldn't be bothered to make a move. Winning or losing wasn't much of a threat to it.
This was because the Cloud-Gulping Python Boss was incredibly powerful. As long as it didn't die, its entire race wouldn't go extinct, and no one would dare to destroy its race.
In particular, both sides did not want others to reap the benefits. After all, they had lived for so long and were all beast spirits!
What's more, if all the magical beasts died and there were only a few left, they wouldn't be of any use to train soldiers in the future.
In addition, if too many magical beasts died, they could not be used at all. William's space ring could not hold too many things. The magical beast meat would rot away sooner or later.
After all, Magical Beast meat was one of the most important sources of EXP for professionals. If an NPC wanted to become stronger, in addition to training day and night, they also needed to eat a lot of Magical Beast meat, potions, and so on.
This was how interesting the Gods continent was. Professionals had to rely on all sorts of treasures to become stronger and grow.
The higher the bloodline, the better the talent, and the faster the cultivation.
Those with lower bloodlines would have lower talent and cultivation would be slower.
It was not as easy for them as the players to level up. They just had to complete missions and kill monsters, and they would level up quickly.
But as long as they reached a high level of bloodline, their talents would be considered outstanding, and they would level up at the same speed as the players. That's right, this was one of the reasons why the players didn't dare to be too arrogant in the later stages.
Especially for professionals who were above the Grandmaster level. They could level up faster than the players, provided that they had all sorts of resources.
As long as they didn't die in the early stages …
The later stages were really fierce …
Moreover, with the appearance of the Darkness invasion, the magic of the entire world also started to recover, and it became denser!
This also led to more people possessing better talents …
That was the great era of magic.
That was the golden age of battle energy.
That was the beginning of the fourth era.
In this colorful era, there seemed to be many chosen ones, but in front of countless genius professionals, they didn't shine too brightly.
Moreover, the enemies that the players would face in the later stages were far from these leftovers in the southeast corner …
When that time came, they would venture deep into the legendary continent, the endless sea, and even the Dark World and so on …
When all sorts of wars started.
When the dense magic expanded to the entire continent.
The empires, kingdoms, and grand duchies that had been passed down for thousands of years also entered the era of rapid training.
At that moment.
All the races were fighting for the future.
At that moment.
The throne of the fourth era was not clear.
At that moment.
The races that had unified the continent took out their stored resources to provide to the professionals.
Because …
They wanted to become the masters of the fourth era!
In addition to the military strength that they already had, the lives of the players were getting more and more difficult.
It was not any easier than a wolf in the 32nd era …
When William thought of this, he couldn't help but want to cry …
"I thought I was a prince … but now, I'm like a dead son. I'm so poor that I want to die."
He didn't have enough resources. The geographical location of the City of Dawn was good. It was near the corpses of the Gods, and it had many rare mines. But its resources were too lacking.
"Sigh, I'll take it slow. At least I have to turn Stormy Island into my backyard."
He sighed. The resources would slowly increase. The method of killing the goose that laid the golden eggs was only applicable to individual experts. As a Lord, he couldn't do such a thing until the city was destroyed.
Although he said that, he was not considered to be arrogant on Stormy Island.
He had just reached the Advanced level. If he didn't risk his life and didn't have any luck, he would have to flee if he encountered many Advanced magical beasts!
Magical beasts were not intelligent races.
Their bodies were huge, and their Health Points were so high that it made one's hair stand on end.
Even though they had fatal spots and could be killed in one shot, they could also be killed in an instant …
"And there are too few fools like the cloud-gulping pythons …" William glanced at the corpses of the cloud-gulping pythons. Some rangers were skinning them and pulling out their tendons. Their huge scales were taken off piece by piece, and their thick, long, and sharp teeth were pulled out.
The fresh blood was put into an empty wine barrel and sealed by a Magician.
These valuable materials would be brought back by the Dawn Vessel. The Dwarven blacksmiths would be in charge of creating high-quality armor and weapons. At the same time, the next legion would be brought here.
Without a doubt.
A mere 3,000 soldiers would not be of much use here. Stormy Island would need at least two legions to gain a foothold.
Meanwhile,
Space Archmage Old Band was also coming.
He had finished building the teleportation portal in the City of Dawn. He was going to build another teleportation portal here.
"But the cost of building the teleportation portal is too high …" William felt a stabbing pain in his heart. Although he had never stopped trading with the new Blue Moon Town, the materials for the teleportation portal were too precious.
However, the materials for the Space Gate were too precious. Even if not all elves were disgusted with the half-blood prince, they would not lower the price for him in this kind of transaction. The price was so high that it made people want to vomit blood.
"500,000 gold coins! If I hadn't swindled and stolen from the Iron Nation's treasury … I wouldn't have gotten 500,000 gold coins …"
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