Amon once wondered why the humans of Nethril would adopt such a loose mode of domination in the Aegean plane.Why don't the great arcanists who are high up build a true empire?
Why don't they follow the path of centralization in order to consolidate their authority and interests in this plane?
For a long time, this doubt has been in Amun's heart, in terms of the mode of domination, he has run so many planes, here, it is also unique.Of course, as time went by, the deeper the understanding, Amon gradually developed some understanding of his own.It should be said that this is the Ming system established by the Arcanists after all, and they pursue the truth and knowledge of the multiverse, and the domination of mortals and lands is not their pursuit at all.They built mage towers, floating cities, and even left their homes to launch out-of-plane colonization, in order to obtain sufficient resources to conduct various experiments.In other words, if there are enough resources, they will even nest in the laboratory and not come out for tens or hundreds of years.Don't think it's strange, for the Arcanists, this is normal, in the face of eternal truth and endless longevity, the so-called worldly power is really a floating cloud.In addition, the colonial invasion of the Aegean plane was mainly launched by the controller of the interstellar floating city, the Grand Arcanist Sandreel Toronto, and the other nine Grand Arcanists, including Dekentel and Radsiway.If you want to say that they have a complete relationship between superiors and subordinates, or even have absolute control and management power like the army, it is naturally impossible.They are more like a group of people who partner to start a company, Sandriel is a major shareholder, and the other Grand Arcanists are a group of small shareholders, and the small shareholders do not have the right to decide, but they still have the right to speak, and even, sometimes, when the small shareholders unite, even Sandriel, the majority shareholder, has to be avoided.Then, as a result of the extension of this system, the floating city was high above, and the nine mage towers evolved into nine hills, each in charge of its own affairs.If it is necessary to communicate with each other, to communicate, or even to coordinate some work, the Arcane Society is in charge, and this Arcane Society is also a branch of Netheril's Arcane Society, with Sandriel being the nominal leader, but also an extension of Netherilmin's will.As for the city under the mage tower, as well as the city management system, it is really just to ensure that various rules and decrees are run and implemented, and the so-called aristocracy is also a product of this system.But Netherel is ultimately the Arcanist's Ming, and the ultimate power and rule-maker still belongs to those powerful Arcanists.As for the mining of the mining area, it is another extension of this system, and it belongs to the contract system, and the contractors are the new arcanists.To be more specific, after these arcanists reach a certain level of strength, they can register in the city government hall, make a register, allocate a mine to develop, pay some minerals as taxes on a regular basis, and the rest of the harvest will be all owned by themselves.It can be said that this is a system built entirely around the Arcanist, and for Netheriel, only the Arcanist is their approved people, and the rest is not important.Of course, thanks to the training mechanism of the Arcanist, this system is actually somewhat advanced, because it does not completely block the path of mortals.It is also because as long as you have talent and are willing to work hard, even orc hybrids such as Elolyn have the qualifications to learn arcane arts, and there is the possibility of completing the class jump.From this point of view, the contradiction between the old aristocrats and the new arcanists faced by Dkental is, in the final analysis, the backstage of the aristocratic system, and the competing interests between the old arcanists and the new poor arcanists.Of course, none of this was what Richard had considered, and he couldn't see it from the height he was standing on, he just came to the mine belonging to Elolyn with red eyes.It's not that far from the village of Pige, about five kilometers away, and it's the shady side of a mountain.There are walls and fences built with stakes and stones, towering arrow towers, and magic lanterns that constantly shine down.There are more patrols and guards, and most of them are sturdy half-breed orcs, who are even more cruel than humans after a rigorous selection.Of course, at this time, Richard can perceive many magic traps, maybe there are not many types of attacks, but they are small and exquisite, full of unexpected corners, and will sound a piercing alarm once triggered.But none of this can stop Richard!
He knew it so well that for as long as he could remember, he had been carried by his mother in swaddling clothes, picking ore from the rocks, and when he was a little older, he was running around the mines in open crotch pants.At that time, they were also playing with their orc friends like North and Lisa, who regarded it as a paradise and searched almost every corner as the adults worked.However, when he was older, Ivan the Butcher arrived, and he took over from the previous manager as Eloline's partner, and he brought some vicious servant warriors with him, and managed the mines with a high-pressure policy.So, Richard and the others no longer dared to play here, they had to follow their parents to pick ore, and even go down to the dark mines.As a result, life in the orc village became more and more difficult, and they had to seize every bit of time to mine ore in exchange for enough food.Since then, more and more orc slaves have died of exhaustion and illness every month, and the corpse cave in the depths of the pit will be visited almost every few days.Tonight's moonlight was too bright for stealth and concealment, but for Richard at this time, it was as light as lounging in his own backyard.At this time, his perception is particularly sensitive, and within a radius of one kilometer, no matter how faint his breathing and heartbeat are, he will be captured.His aura was also constricted to the extreme, and standing there quietly, it seemed that he could merge with the earth and the moonlight.He easily dodged the horses and traps outside the wall, picked a patrol gap, climbed over the wall, and entered the mining area.Like a ghost in the night, he silently dodged patrolling guards, sentinels, and magic traps to find a storeroom.Here he found what he was looking for, which was a few crates of alchemical items for mining, bursting flint, and burning oil, and a thick sword full of rust but sharpened.Then, about a cup of tea, a violent explosion overturned several warehouses in the mine, and countless sorted ores flew into the sky and rained down.Then the blazing fire engulfed the kitchen and some of the lodging rooms, and also lit the arrow tower, and the raging fire grew bigger and bigger in the night wind, as if it were spreading endlessly.The whole mine had gone from silence to chaos in a very short time, and was full of running and shouting guards, some of whom were rolling on the ground with fire all over their bodies; Some shouted to fetch water to fight the fire, while others ran out of the room in disheveled clothes, as if they had not yet recovered from their senses.Richard, on the other hand, crouched in the shadows of a corner, like a dormant basilisk, stared at the largest and most luxurious single-family house with scarlet eyes.In his body, the frequency of his heart beating faster and faster, and the pure blood of his heart accompanied by the blood flow, filling every inch of muscle and every organ of his body.As a result, a visible sense of power surged and swelled in his body.And his breathing became more and more regular, and with the means of the warriors, this increasingly expanding power was firmly controlled, circulating immortal in his body, like the tranquility before the storm, without the slightest ripple.In front of his eyes, he seemed to see the terrifying ancestor in the path of the ancestors again, the rampant pig monster, who never knew what dodging was, but just went all the way forward, savagely ramming.However, even with such a huge amount of power circulating at high speed in his body, Richard's exposed aura was still dim and faint, and it was inconspicuous in this shadow.Only those scarlet eyes, staring at the door of the villa, letting the outside world be chaotic and noisy, just waiting intently, and also brewing that the butcher Ivan was awakened with a wine barrel, as a partner of Eloline, he is naturally not useless.Almost as soon as he was awake, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the movements of the outside world.Ivan the Butcher is also a powerful warrior, and he is also a well-known person in the mercenary world of Dkentel.He was once the leader of a slave hunting team that captured orcs in the wilderness as a slave trader.This job is extremely dangerous, but it is also a lucrative business, and you can get a lot of money after a trip.There is no doubt that Ivan has also been generous, but he has lived a life of licking blood from the knife for too long, so he is naturally proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, coupled with special habits, it is a splash of wealth that can't stop him from spending.Moreover, often walking by the river, how can there be no wet shoes, in a slave hunting operation, his slave hunting group was surrounded and suppressed by orc warriors, he only escaped nine deaths, but this business without a foundation, but he did not dare to do it.Then, he cooperated with Elolyn, and with some of his former subordinates, he became the manager of this mining area.Maybe it's the resentment in his heart that makes his particular fetish even worse, but it is undeniable that he is still an experienced fighter.There are at least hundreds of large and small mining areas in Dkenttal, and during the day, with the all-seeing eye of the Mage Tower, there is no fear of a sneak attack and a rebellion by orc miners, but at night it is different.The night represents tranquility, but also darkness and chaos.There are those arcanists and nobles who have become more conflicted, and when it comes to fighting each other by any means, they will always pick these mines outside the city to attack.Gathering a few men and launching a successful surprise attack can destroy an opponent's vital economic resources, a tactic that is not commonly used, but there are many in the history of Dkenthal.Most of all, Ivan was well aware that his partner, the Arcanist Eloline, had been at the center of the storm during this time, and that someone would raid the mine, kill everyone, and blow the mine down.However, after listening carefully for a long time, Ivan calmed his heart, because although the outside world was noisy and chaotic, there were mostly footsteps and shouts, no symphony of gold and iron, and no miserable howl before death.This means that there is no mortal battle in the outside world, and there is a high probability that there will be a fire, or a burst flint accidentally exploded.The things used by orcs to open mines naturally can't be high-quality products, and bursting flint is easy to explode, and he has encountered this situation several times.However, Ivan still did not go out to organize firefighting at the first time, but walked to the side of the weapon rack and began to put on his armor.Ivan wasn't a Silver Pedestal Warrior, and it was too heavy, and while it could provide considerable defense and combat power, it also limited speed and agility.Adventurers and slave hunters accustomed to walking in the wilderness will not be able to choose the Silver Pedestal armament, but will be suitable for the lighter Demonic Pattern Constructed Armor.For example, in this set in front of Ivan, it includes several parts such as breastplate, arm armor, knee pads, leg armor, neck guards, etc., made of animal skin and magic guide metal, and its dark red surface is engraved with complex and delicate magic patterns, not only a single piece of equipment can provide good magic blessings, but the whole set can also open a defensive spell called the Earth Shield.Ivan put on the armor suit one by one, and picked up his own weapons, two machetes half a man high, and the edges of the knives were still rusted with blood corrosion, but anyone with some experience saw these two knives, and knew that the knife was stained with blood.Then, Ivan dragged the long knife in his hand and walked out.His steps were fast and violent, and there seemed to be a strong aura of death permeating his walks, with a terrifying coercion.Richard finally got the person he wanted to wait for!
At the door of the villa, in the light of the flames and the moonlight, the terrifying figure that was even half a head taller than most orcs became clearer and clearer, and the two machetes pulled sparks on the ground, accompanied by a piercing sound, like the shadow of death coming out of hell.Obviously, Ivan's appearance made the noise of the entire mining area a little less, and under the terrifying aura, even the veterans of the slave catcher team who had followed him for the longest time were silent.They are also afraid, afraid that this angry butcher will kill people at will to vent his anger.And Richard looked at him as if he had seen a nightmare in his heart, and deep in his soul instinctively feared and feared.In fact, when he was the mine slave Richard, he was so frightened that he couldn't sleep at the sight of this figure.But at this moment, he gritted his teeth and stared at each other deadly.He allowed blood to run down his throat from his cracked lips, letting the fishy sweetness fill his mouth, infecting his heart with any fear, until at last, he transformed it all into the most hysterical rants."
Kill!"
There was a roar, like a burst of thunder, and with this roar, Richard rushed out.The great sword that he had found at random was in front of him, and Richard stepped down, his footsteps landing on the ground, and even splashed circles of air ripples, rippling and making the earth tremble.His posture is so resolute and ferocious that he is like the king of wild boars in the woods, and when he charges, there are only two results.Either knock your enemies to death or kill yourself!
In fact, at this moment, Richard really had the feeling of turning into a terrifying pig monster, and the posture of the charge was extremely arrogant.This is also his harvest in the path of the ancestors, and the savage collision.In fact, if Walter could see this scene, he would be dumbfounded, because this is no longer a simple mastery, but a fusion of his divine will, a real comprehension.Richard didn't start fast, and the distance between him and the butcher Ivan was at least 100 meters, and there were many guards in between, but Richard never wanted to dodge, and he didn't need to dodge.Of course, this also gave Ivan a chance to react, he was startled by Richard's suddenness, but the warrior's instinct did not diminish in the slightest.Almost instantly, his body burned with dark red fighting energy, which was flame-like, with high temperature, but had a corrosive effect, the most obvious thing was that after it spread, the ground it touched made a sizzling sound.The armor he was wearing also lit up for the first time, and on the earth, one ring after another magic patterns appeared, spread, and finally turned into various blessing effects, and formed an earthy yellow protective stance outside Ivan's body.This is the shield of the earth, which seems to be very ordinary, but in fact, it has extremely strong defense, and it is definitely an excellent quality constructed battle armor in the same stage.And Ivan, also wielding a double knife, cut off his head!
Rumble!
This was a roar ten times louder than the previous explosion of the flint, and the air ripples visible to the naked eye were accompanied by dust, directly raising a small mushroom cloud, and the surrounding guards were directly overturned by the shock wave.And this collision attracted the attention of almost everyone in the entire mining area, although it was too sudden for them to react, but the momentum was so huge that they could no longer ignore it.Then, when the smoke cleared, they saw!
They saw the once formidable butcher half-kneeling on the ground, his huge body crumbling, his delicate armor shattered, and blood oozing from his seven orifices, which was terrifying.They also saw a muscular back, outlined by fire and moonlight, resolutely pressing a sword against Ivan's neck.At this time, Ivan was still a little incredulous, he was very confident in his strength, after all, he was a strength warrior, and he relied on this body to eat.He is more confident in his own constructed armor, and he is also confident in the defense of the shield of the earth, and he has survived countless near-deaths, and it was this constructed armor that saved his life.This is also the reason why he didn't even think about it, and directly hit it.But he only felt that there was a power like a sea of overthrows, and an indomitable determination was surging, and that kind of crushing of the will even made him a little trance.Then, just like that, he was put a sword against his throat.Only at this moment did the butcher Ivan see his opponent's face clearly.It was the face of a young Pigorc, very ordinary, but also very hideous, with madness in his eyes, but he was restrained by death, and he seemed extremely calm.Ivan never thought that he would be so humiliated by the orcs, but in order to survive, he still tried to speak.He wants to beg for mercy, wants to negotiate, wants to trade, can give anything, just let him go!
He doesn't want to die!
Richard looked at him, a pair of scarlet eyes looking directly at the other person condescendingly, he saw that the other party had something to say, but he ignored it.He just looked at each other calmly, calmly slid the long sword in his hand, and calmly opened a bloody hole between his neck, allowing the blood to spurt out, staining his face red.Then, the blade is pressed down again, cutting through the throat, neck, spine and muscles.Ivan's head was cut off, and Richard, just carrying his head, turned around, and raised it to everyone present!
And then, there was silence, only the howling of the night wind and the crackling of the flames.I don't know how long it took for screaming and fleeing to become the theme!