As Odin had played a series of tricks in the Middle-earth continent, many players who were guarding the Grand Duchies' felt 'that they could not hold on any longer. Hence, before their Camps were destroyed, they calculated their Reputation Points and contribution points and immediately fled to Odin's embrace.
The large-scale defection of these traitors attracted the attention of many factions.
However, Odin's unscrupulous behavior, as if he did not even care about the sages, made people feel a lingering fear, and they did not dare to provoke him.
This was because this world was called the Gods' World. There were too many legends left behind by the Gods. The power of the Gods was still unforgettable. Even though the sages were at the peak of the world, the various factions were scheming against each other. No one intended to become someone else's stepping stone and take the initiative to test Odin's strength.
More importantly …
This group of traitors were too unscrupulous, switching factions as they pleased. They had no loyalty to speak of at all. Perhaps this sudden appearance of Odin would also end up smashing their own feet with a rock.
Odin worked hard every day for the sake of his belief in the Middle-earth continent.
He had to maintain his reputation and prevent the players from easily coming into contact with him.
On the other hand, he had to make the players who had just joined his faction feel a sense of belonging. He had to use all sorts of tricks. It was too tiring.
What was Prince William doing?
Hmm, half of his thoughts were tiring, but the other half was very relaxed.
He had already developed the City of Dawn. Everything was going according to plan. Even if there were problems with the plan, many of his subordinates would solve the problems.
If the Lord had to do everything personally, what were his subordinates for?
As an outstanding Lord, he naturally understood the principle of 'if there was nothing to do, the secretary would do it. If there was something to do, the secretary would do it. Eating, drinking, playing, and having fun were his duties.
His Royal Highness enjoyed the best food and drinks provided by the Red Fire Kingdom every day. Every time he attended a celebration banquet, there would be many beautiful young ladies with beautiful legs dancing beautifully. Not to mention touching them, just looking at them was very comfortable.
When he had nothing to do, he would play mahjong with a group of young men. He would cheat some money and bully these silly people who had just learned how to play mahjong. Brian, who was the most addicted among them, was a complete gambler. He often lost until his eyes turned red.
Last night, after losing all the gold and mana crystals in his Space Ring, he had even lost his Legendary sword. It was truly a tragic sight.
If it wasn't for William, Burned Cinder, and Old Leather persuading him to stop playing, he would have lost all his equipment. Then, he would have to give birth to a pair of underpants.
His Royal Highness couldn't imagine what kind of weapon this guy would bring to the battlefield when the war really started …
In short, there weren't too many ways to have fun.
After all, there was no other choice.
Even if the rich lived in a war fortress, their lives were still as simple and boring as ever.
But are rich people really happy?
No, you can't understand their happiness at all …
What were the players doing?
The Darkness invasion had not ended. They had to work tirelessly every day to deal with the dark creatures. They worked from morning to night, day and night. It was even more tiring than going to work.
But experience, gold, materials, these were all things that could make one stronger.
He was completely willing, and there was no way to stop him.
At this moment.
The Lonely Mountain Squad crossed over mountains and ridges. After traveling for thousands of miles, they finally arrived at their destination.
He didn't know if it was because this team was too strong.
Along the way, besides the assassination during the Darkness invasion, they didn't encounter any other threats.
Well, it was more likely that Gurte and the Dark Shadow Alliance had extorted the Dwarfs, which made them feel a little distressed.
But Odom also knew that even if they arrived at the Lonely Mountain, they couldn't easily open the gate.
According to Odom, even if he didn't wash his feet for three months, he could guess that someone was definitely waiting for him to open the gate of the Lonely Mountain and launch an attack.
Therefore.
An awkward situation occurred.
The Lonely Mountain Squad came to Lonely Mountain, but they did not dare to open the gate, for fear that several legendary masters would suddenly appear and catch them all in one fell swoop. It would be a big loss if the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
But.
Not all of the Lonely Mountain team were Dwarfs. After Lancelot arrived at the Lonely Mountain, he immediately returned home and led the Temple Knights to wipe out the dark creatures.
Akkalou, Kassadin, and the others couldn't fight with Odom for a long time.
So after the Lonely Mountain team arrived at the Lonely Mountain, the number of people was reduced by about half.
Fortunately, there was always a way out.
The Black Lock Kingdom, the Firebeard Kingdom, and the Dulin Kingdom all sent messengers to the Lonely Mountain and signed a contract with Odom.
As long as Odom could really open the gate of the Lonely Mountain, they would recognize Odom Heavyhammer as the Lord of the Lonely Mountain. They would move the kingdom to the Lonely Mountain and serve Odom as the King of the Dwarfs.
What was the content of the contract?
William didn't ask, and he didn't want to know.
Or rather.
If Odom really opened the gate of the Lonely Mountain.
He wouldn't be the deputy city lord of the City of Dawn, but a leader of a force. From then on, the two would be on equal footing. This contract might have a lot of things that he shouldn't know.
Even if William asked, he believed that Odom would tell him.
But it was easy to have a gap in the relationship between people because of some simple questions. William didn't need to know everything.
Those who wanted to achieve great things didn't care about trifles.
In particular, William also believed that Odom wouldn't be too stupid. He had been the deputy city lord of the City of Dawn for ten years, and he had always been cautious. He had participated in all the big and small matters of the City of Dawn. He was smarter than others thought.
After Odom left, it seemed that the City of Dawn would lose a lot of things.
Because many of the Dwarfs who were blacksmiths in the City of Dawn would leave the City of Dawn and return to the Lonely Mountain.
But William believed that with his networking ability, Odom would definitely treat him like a brother, so he could only earn more.
…
As time passed.
In the fourth month of the version update.
The Red Fire Kingdom once again took down the two fortresses of the Desert Kingdom.
The epic professionals from both sides fought many times, and the Causeway Bay Fortress was destroyed.
Under the leadership of William, the Red Fire Kingdom had a lot of advantages.
But when the Red Fire Kingdom was about to launch the final battle, Azir, the Desert King, personally attacked.
The Desert King Azir personally took action. With a wave of his hand, he threw out more than a dozen Desert Puppets with Epic combat power. The Red Fire Kingdom immediately lost three Epic professionals. The loss was simply too great.
Now.
In front of the fortress of the Desert Kingdom.
There was a temporary pyramid made of sand.
Above the pyramid, there was a throne made of golden sand.
Azir sat high up on his throne, with a total of 13 tall, expressionless desert puppets in front of him.
In mid-air.
William frowned as he looked at the 13 desert puppets that were holding long spears. They were not simple magic statue puppets, but elemental puppets. There were complex runes in their bodies, and their cores were magical crystals.
As long as the runes and magical crystals were not completely destroyed, they could continuously recover.
In particular, there was a lot of sand at the border of the battlefield, which gave the desert puppets a lot of Health Points.
In addition, they could be controlled by Azir. Even William couldn't destroy their cores or runes.
In short, this group of Desert Puppets with shocking killing power and unafraid of death brought a lot of trouble to the Epic-ranked experts of the Red Fire Kingdom. They also allowed the Epic-ranked experts of the Desert Kingdom to gain the upper hand again.
And the King of the Red Fire Kingdom.
Vikru.
This powerhouse, who had officially stepped into the Legendary-realm three years ago, was also sitting on the Blazing Flame Throne, looking at Azir indifferently.
After a brief exchange of glances.
Vikru sneered and said, "I thought you would allow the fortress to fall and only attack when the king's city is attacked."
Azir was silent. He looked behind him as if he was saying that if William's father-in-law appeared, they could still talk.
As for William?
You're not worthy.
Vikru was angry, but he was shrewd. He knew that Azir, who had become a Legendary expert for hundreds of years, had many tricks up his sleeves. Vikru had only become a Legendary expert for three years, so he was not a match for Azir.
But there was a crucial problem.
Or rather, after seeing the sarcastic smile on Azir's face, he knew that Azir already knew that his father-in-law was being held up by the Legendary powerhouses of the dwarfs, and could not rush over for the time being.
But the main attack had begun.
Out of the remaining 700,000 soldiers of the Red Fire Kingdom, 500,000 of them were wearing their armor and walking towards the battlefield.
If Azir could force the army of 500,000 to retreat by himself, it would not only completely suppress the momentum that he had accumulated over the past two months, but it would also completely suppress the momentum that he had accumulated over the past two months.
The morale of the entire army would also plummet.
It had to be known.
The higher the number of soldiers on the battlefield, the more important the morale of the soldiers. It was even related to the luck of the legion and the fate of the nation.
This was a fact that even the sages recognized. How would Vikru dare to retreat?
But if he did not retreat, the losses would be unimaginable.
This was a difficult problem for Vikru.
Just as His Royal Highness was about to join forces with Burned Cinder and Old Leather to play mahjong …
Vikru suddenly transmitted a message to him. "Can you still use your Legendary technique?"
William was shocked. He thought that Vikru knew something. For example, he had used lead-filled dice to cheat his nephew of a Legendary sword. Fortunately, Vikru was not talking about this. William narrowed his eyes.
The news of him temporarily possessing Legendary combat power and killing Sword Honored Swordsman Golden Sand had spread throughout the continent.
But after he used his secret skills, his aura had plummeted to the point that it was weaker than an Epic professional. Everyone knew about this!
He raised his eyebrows and looked at his two skills that had recovered. He said, "I can use them, but you should know that I won't use them unless I'm in a desperate situation.
"In order to kill Sword Honored Swordsman Golden Sand, I expended at least 100 years of my lifespan.
"You're not giving me any compensation. I'm suffering a huge loss."
Vikru raised his eyebrows. When he heard William complaining about being poor, his heart skipped a beat. But didn't William use them at the Epic Title Conference?
100 years of lifespan?
At most 50 years …
Well, 50 years was not a small amount. Even if William was a handsome Half-Elf, 50 years was a significant amount of lifespan.
Vikru understood the side effects of using such a technique.
But it was for a greater victory.
He made up his mind and said, "I'll use it again. You don't have to help me kill Azir. If you can kill eight of his puppets, I'll give you two top-notch Blood Fruits as compensation."
"That's a loss. Five fruits!" The prince's eyes lit up. Vikru was a wealthy family.
"Three fruits, no more."
"Four fruits. I won't take any less than that. I'll consume hundreds of years of my lifespan every time I use my ultimate skill."
"Didn't you say 100 years of lifespan just now?" Vikru frowned. Did William really think that he was Sunset Glow?
"Ahem, I said something wrong."
"Anyway, just three fruits. If not, I'll retreat."
The prince's mouth twitched. "Then three fruits. But if we defeat the Desert Kingdom, I want an additional city."
Vikru narrowed his eyes. "Okay, I'll give you another city."
A shady deal was made.
When Vikru opened his eyes, flames shot into the sky. He slammed his hands on the Blazing Flame Throne and transformed into a meteor that flew straight towards Azir.
It was a huge battle.
It was about to start.
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