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Chapter 525

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William would not let the players take away his money so easily.

According to His Royal Highness, gold coins should stay in a player's pocket for a while. Sooner or later, they would belong to him. In any case, the goal was to prevent the players from having too much money. Once the players had money, they would become adventurous and would become part of the scenery within a short period of time. Hence, when the players had money, the City of Dawn had to create new activities, gameplay, and strategies.

Only by repeating this cycle could the players ensure that they did not have enough funds. Hence, they would risk their lives to complete missions and work hard for the City of Dawn.

William did not need to be responsible for the auction.

Ever since Odom had left the City of Dawn, the heavy responsibility of being the deputy city lord had been handed over to Lautner, who had nothing better to do.

In addition to being pretentious, this uncle of his was also a calculative person, or rather, a meticulous and meticulous person. These matters could not be left to him, and he would definitely not suffer a loss.

"This way, I'll hand the city's management over to the players. Even if the Holy Temple of Magic carries out assassinations, I won't feel the pinch even if the players aren't afraid of death. Even if they get killed and lose levels, the source of their hatred will still be the Holy Temple of Magic. This will only deepen the hatred between the players and the Holy Temple of Magic.

This was because the Holy Temple of Magic had killed them and wreaked havoc in their cities. This was the same as cutting off their source of income. There was a saying that cutting off a person's source of income was akin to killing their parents!

This was a blood feud! This was the best way to turn players and the Sacred Magic Temple into mortal enemies.

Moreover, even if the players keep dying, they can resurrect, so the city won't fall into complete chaos. "

William thought about it and felt that it was a brilliant move.

Aside from sending players to their deaths, Shi Feng had also discovered the second biggest characteristic of players: money.

Now, the City of Dawn had given them a source of income.

The Magic Sanctuary was the bad guy who had cut off their source of income. You want to fight a protracted war?

For a long time.

Let's fight the players who won't die first.

"More importantly, what kind of people are the players? They are all elite otakus from all walks of life. They know everything in the universe. Although they are not proficient in anything, the players who stand on the shoulders of giants might really make a killing by handing over the city to them to manage."

The prince's heart was as clear as a mirror. This world's business methods were actually very backward. It was far from the 23rd century's business methods.

He believed that as long as these 23rd century players carefully manage and take care of these cities, their economy will definitely become more prosperous.

Not long after.

East Sea City, Green Light City, the five cities of the Sand Ocean, and 23 towns were all auctioned off for the management rights of a version, earning more than 15 million gold coins.

"Spending money to buy an official position? Why do I look like a fatuous ruler?" The corners of William's mouth twitched. The funds would be distributed to the players to continue assassinating the Magic Sanctuary.

Eastsea City was won by the Glory Guild.

Green Light City was won by Golden Age.

The Sand Ocean's five cities and twenty-three towns were quite far away, but with the [Teleport], there was no problem. All of them were divided up by the various large guilds.

Almost immediately after the city management rights were auctioned.

The number of players in the City of Dawn was reduced by half. They marched arrogantly to their respective guild encampments.

When the news reached the ears of foreign players, they were filled with envy and jealousy.

That was because even if some of the foreigners managed to occupy some towns in the Neutral Faction, they wouldn't actually make much profit.

The Hellfire Guild in America was the first guild to own a town encampment. They had even been featured on the official website. They felt that they had surpassed the players of the Legendary continent in some aspects.

But now, the Chinese guilds owned seven big cities and more than 20 towns.

Their number one enemy, the Glory Guild, also owned a East Sea City with a population of more than a million. It was as if they had jumped into a vat of vinegar.

They didn't expect the City of Dawn to provoke a top-notch organization that used sages.

Instead, they found a way to revive the City of Dawn.

It was simply unbelievable.

"What's going on? Is there really a main character who survived from version 1.0 to the later stages of the game?"

"That's not fair. What's wrong with the City of Dawn of the Legendary continent? In other games, there are gods in each version, but in the City of Dawn, there are gods in every version …"

"The Gods planned to be beaten up. If there are such main characters in the Legendary continent, why don't we have them?"

"That's right. It's been four versions. Are the Chinese players born, while we were picked up from the rubbish heap?"

The officials of "Gods" were expressionless. They scoured the forum and copied and pasted the useful information onto the official website.

After all, the game "Gods" was created by the mastermind.

Since they were pursuing the truth, they had to see it through to the end.

What was the meaning of scolding the officials?

Didn't they know that the officials of "Gods" didn't have a damned plan?

When it came to game planning, they felt that the Lord of the City of Dawn was more like a game planner than they were. That's all. I'm done copying and pasting. I'm going online to be a bootlicker. Prince William was awesome.

Apart from the officials' petty thoughts.

Many Nordic players also said, "Ahem, apologies. Actually, we have a main character who will see it through to the end. Although he came late, it seems like he has much more potential than the City of Dawn."

The French player also said, "The King of Gods, Odin. Are you envious?

I don't know if you guys, who don't have any mythological history, can meet your own gods.

A magical fantasy world with an Iron Man???

Haha …

The French player spoke.

The American players were so angry that they gritted their teeth. They had heard about the reincarnation of gods in their continent.

But these gods had nothing to do with their beliefs.

Even God couldn't control them …

The players of the central continent dared to be so arrogant because of their beliefs. Odin was auctioning the management rights of the cities.

Although the timing was about the same, no one would associate Odin and William together. Because the two of them were too far apart, no one believed that they were related.

As for why Odin was doing this, it was because he did not have any subordinates.

He controlled so many cities, and his territory was the size of a kingdom.

But he had only been in the central continent for a few months. There were only a few epic professionals who had joined him. They were not suitable to be a city lord. It was better to hand over the management rights of the cities to the players and let them attract believers for him.

Other things aside.

When it came to multi-level marketing, the way the players talked was not inferior to the bards.

All of them were clever and eloquent.

Because the players had been playing virtual reality games for a long time, they had trained their eloquence and were good at bootlicking.

"D * mn, we're waiting for the national war. We'll kill the players of the central continent and the legendary continent." The American players were the first to be dissatisfied. This caused the players from the other continents to roar and engage in various verbal wars on the forum.

William did not expect that his action of letting Odin stay in the central continent would attract a lot of criticism on the forum.

But then again, after the seven continents got closer, he had his own arrangements. The two camps would definitely cooperate.

Then they would face the pressure from the other continents.

Hmm.

William would definitely not miss out on the national war. He would not attack openly, but he would definitely support the players in his camp in secret.

After all, the Chinese and European players were his children. If they were to be bullied, he would try his best to convince them. He would tell them that William and Odin were good parents who would protect their children.

He did not know what the Magic Sanctuary was up to. After the City of Dawn's defense line retreated, the Magic Sanctuary did not send any more people to attack him other than assassinate him.

But he could vaguely feel that the next attack from the Magic Sanctuary would be a real killer move.

So he had to be careful.

"Level 10. I'm 10 levels away from reaching the legendary level. When that time comes, I'll be able to protect myself. Besides sages, I'll be able to do whatever I want in the legendary continent." William looked at his experience points.

But he had been cashing in recently, and he had been cashing in blood.

Not to mention experience points, the players' pockets were even cleaner than their faces.

So he had to wait for a long time to reach the legendary level.

But no matter what, this version definitely had hope.

He only hoped that the Magic Sanctuary would give him more time. As long as he reached the legendary level, he would not be afraid of the legendary experts. Although he was not invincible when he reached the legendary level, he would not be afraid of them.

William vaguely sensed that the Magic Sanctuary was not attacking him. It seemed that they were worried about something.

But it was because of his background as the Blackleaf Elfin prince. In addition, the other three top powers were planning to attack him.

But at most, it would be difficult for a Martial Sage to attack. But why did they not dare to attack dozens of legendary experts?

At this moment.

William came to the magic tower with a tinge of worry.

Ever since Moses killed the three fellows, he had been in seclusion here. He did not know what he was up to.

Just as William entered the tower, a voice rang out.

A huge magic shield instantly enveloped the entire City of Dawn. It was thousands of meters tall.

He immediately used his insight and discovered that the colorful, rainbow-like magic shield was not ordinary.

This magic shield could not only block the vision of outsiders, but it could also block space teleportation and the powerful attacks of legendary professionals.

When Moses opened her eyes, she said, "The defense of this barrier is enough to withstand the full attack of a legendary professional. Even if there is a crack, it will recover in a short period of time. "At this time, the legendary professionals who dare to enter the City of Dawn are courting death."

"What does it consume?" William swallowed his saliva.

"Magical crystals." Moses glanced at him.

William heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that it was not magical stones. But he could not help but ask, "How much does it consume in an hour?"

"It depends on the attack frequency and intensity. At the highest intensity and attack frequency, 300 magical crystals can last for 10 minutes."

"…" William felt a little heartache. Fortunately, he controlled two magical crystal mines. He had more than 90,000 crystals in storage.

Moses immediately said, "In order to set up this barrier, I used 30,000 magical crystals."

William collapsed to the ground.

Moses helped him up. He seemed to know why William had come. He said in a low voice, "You felt uneasy. I also felt that someone is targeting me. If there are no accidents, the Martial Sage will appear."

William clenched his fists and looked deeply at Moses. "If he really comes, you have to leave quickly. If a sage wants to kill an Epic like me, he has underestimated the Blackleaf Elves behind me."

"Don't worry. I only sensed it. If he really comes, I will know." Moses did not reply directly. He looked calmly at the sky, as if he was still looking forward to the arrival of the Martial Sage.



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