Broad World

"The gods are on! Man! You have made a fortune!" Recreativo slapped Solaufen hard. + Having been on the surface for many years, she knows how much wealth this is, especially the land, which can definitely be called a great reward.

What does four square kilometers of land suitable for cultivation mean? Stanley Park, located in Vancouver, Canada, is the largest urban park in North America. It happens to be this number. According to normal development, it is enough to cultivate 40,000 acres and 6,000 acres of land. If there are enough farmers to do it Work can produce more than two thousand tons of wheat each year. This alone is enough to guarantee a lifetime of eating and drinking.

You must know that there is no saying that there is a surplus of food in the Faerun Continent. The perennial war has kept the people on this land in a half-starved state, and there is no need to worry about finding a buyer. As for the 100,000 gold coins, it is a huge sum. According to the current purchasing power, as long as it is not squandered at will, it is definitely enough to let Solaufen spend the rest of his life.

In the entire West Hartland King, no nobleman has been able to obtain such a huge reward, and even a heavy court official like Hawke can't match it. But considering that this dark elf male participated in and rescued the only male heir to the royal family, there should not be too many people opposing it.

Solaufen was taken aback by the slap, and then asked in a low voice: "One hundred thousand gold coins are indeed a lot of money, but what's the matter with four square kilometers of land? I don't quite understand the difference between the ground and the ground."

"Idiot! You just need to know that the food produced on those lands is enough to feed more than 5,000 people each year." Replied with jealousy. She is almost envious of the man in front of her, identity, wealth, status, land, all the things that surface people desire. He had them all at once.

"Feed five thousand people?!!!" Solofen shuddered subconsciously when he heard this number. As a dark elf who lives underground. He is very aware of how difficult it is to get food. It is precisely because of this that the dark elf nobles have developed the habit of never raising waste. Once the babies born are defective, they are immediately discarded or killed.

Since there is no sunlight, there is very little food to eat. Except for the very low yield of spore plants, it can only be stocked in moss-covered areas. The city of Ust Nazareth occupies a large natural underground pasture in the tunnel on the east side, so it can barely feed a large population. Otherwise, like other cities, they will expel a group of people when the population grows to a certain level, and let them search for new settlements in the dangerous wilderness.

In Solaufen's impression, food is precious, and countless underground residents are willing to pay the price of their lives for this. He couldn't believe that the human in front of him gave him such a huge surprise as soon as he opened his mouth. The whole person fell into a sluggish state, and he didn't recover for a long time.

"Hehe, it seems that you are quite satisfied with this return. Here, this is a bottle of healing potion. After drinking it, leave here quickly, or go outside the city to avoid it. Or go to the residence of the Geralt family. , Now I'm going to settle the old account with Chasma." Henry passed a bottle of blue potion over.

"The Geralt family? Wouldn't you take control of the third-ranked family of Uster Nazareth in your hands!!!" Solofen asked in horror. He didn't care about his injury, and immediately struggled to stand up, with a layer of sweat on his forehead.

Henry's mouth turned up slightly, and he nodded very proudly: "Yes, all direct blood relatives and family priests of this family, including the mistress, have been eliminated, and they are completely under my control. How is that? I don’t feel surprised, don’t worry, the more exciting ones are yet to come."

"Damn! What do you want to do? Such a big action can easily attract the attention of the gods. It's too dangerous! It's too dangerous..." Solaufen shivered, repeating this sentence subconsciously in his mouth. words.

As a dark elf, he knows best what Rose is a cruel and vengeful deity. The two words that every man hears most when he is a child are that one is never to resist women, and the other is that he is never allowed to offend the queen.

It can be said that Rose's shadow looms over every drow's head. From birth to death, no one can escape. Even if he escapes the ground temporarily, he will be found out one day. She is like a curse, a curse that cannot be cracked, a curse that cannot be escaped even if you die.

Henry can fully understand Solaufen's fear, because Viconia also has the same concerns. But understanding is your understanding, action is action, he squinted his eyes and said with a sneer, "There is nothing to worry about. If she really dares to send an avatar, then I don't mind showing the whole world **** the gods. As for the purpose, It's very simple. I want this city to disappear completely without leaving a trace."

**Naked contempt of the gods!

Spread the destruction blatantly!

If it is in the bottomless abyss at the moment, then it will immediately attract a large number of demon followers, after all, no one in the entire multiverse will like this tone except them. But unfortunately, this is the main plane now. Although the dark elves can be regarded as chaotic and evil, they are obviously not so bold.

"Eilistraee bless you! You are crazy!" Solaufen even called out the name of the goddess inadvertently, showing how excited he is now.

"Calm, my friend, these things are not as difficult as you think. The most important thing is that I want to use this thing to let all the enemies know how to anger me. Destruction! Only cold-blooded destruction can let those guys control Good your paws to prevent such incidents from happening again."

Henry said this sentence categorically, without the slightest room for bargaining. Although his expression seemed very calm, the anger brewing in his eyes was about to squirt out.

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Solaufen sighed helplessly: "Hey, well, be careful, I will go to the Geralt family to hide now. In addition, the Zasma you are looking for lives in this tower. The sixth floor, and I heard that he was doing a dangerous experiment. Many spies and apprentices wanted to know the secret. But in the end they all died without exception. They didn't have any wounds all over their bodies. However, the internal organs were bleeding heavily. It looks terrifying."

"Don't worry, I know better than anyone what that thing is... how dangerous it is." There was a weird smile on Henry's face.

As the words say, no one in this world understands the usefulness and power of enriched uranium better than him. Unfortunately, Chasma’s research and development speed may not be enough to extract weapon-grade enriched uranium with a purity of more than 90%.

Only a nuclear explosion of this power can pose a fatal threat to Henry. Before that, even if it is detonated, it will be seriously injured at most, so there is no need to be too scared. not to mention. The chain reaction is not so easy to achieve. It not only requires careful calculations, but the most important thing is to know how to detonate. Only when the density exceeds the critical value will the real power erupt.

Know that even if a real (nuclear) weapon is developed, it is difficult to kill the legendary spellcaster. Their life-saving methods are too much. Let’s not talk about the infinite resurrection methods like cloning and the Lich Phylogram. Just blessing and protection can offset more than 60% of the damage, plus triggers. Magic, it's okay if you can't escape.

Of course, this has a premise. That is the power of familiar (nuclear) weapons. If it was a sneak attack, even Ilminster, who is known as the most savvy, would inevitably be slapped.

After watching Solaufen and Recreativo leave. Henry touched his son's head and said, "Come on, let's see what else this old dog can do. Here, take this dimension bag and put all useful things in it for a while."

"Yes, father." Allen replied in a low voice, and then followed closely.

The father and son appeared in the hallway in a swaggering manner. Whenever they met the dark elves on the road, they were either split in half by a long knife or died under magic, except for a corpse in one place. Nothing is left. All the apprentices and mentors had no resistance at all in front of Henry's powerful force, and even screams and calls for help were too late.

The staff of the teacher can easily dissipate 99% of the protection. The long knife created by "Karachi" is so sharp that even the fine gold chain mail can't stop the slightest. It can be said that this is not even a battle at all, it is completely a one-sided massacre.

Seeing his father's great power, Allen trembled with excitement, and followed behind like a hardworking bee, constantly peeling off useful things from the corpse and installing it. He couldn't believe that the dark elf wizards who seemed to be powerful at ordinary times could not even resist in front of his father, just like a puppet, they were easily cut off their heads.

What a powerful force! How awesome! Looking at the round eyes of these guys after they died, it seemed that they didn't understand what was going on. He clenched his fist secretly and shouted in his heart: "This kind of power...this kind of power is what I need...Someday I will have it too!"

There are not many people in the mage tower. Even for the dark elves, there are only a small part of the talents who have spell casting ~www.ltnovel.com~ After half an hour, the first five floors are not only golems and mice There is not a living creature.

Henry didn't leave any troubles at all, from the great (mage) master, down to the apprentice who had just started, and even the (devil) pets. At this moment, he was like a demon from the bottomless abyss, spreading destruction and death to his heart, his boots were dyed red, leaving a row of dark red footprints wherever he passed.

From shock to fear, and finally to numbness, Allen had no idea what expression he should use now. In his eyes, this is not the power that a mortal can have at all, and I am afraid that even the exaggerated story of the bard can't match the scene before him.

Hundreds of wizards and apprentices were killed silently in this way, without screaming, resisting, or alarming the alarm system and patrolling golems, as if everything was as simple as eating and drinking. His father always had a cruel smile on his face from beginning to end, maybe even the devil would be shuddered when he saw it.

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