Blood of Mercury - v3 Chapter 39

Chapter 39 Serena

In theory, in order to prevent the leakage of expensive and powerful preservatives, and to prevent the involvement of external sand and dust, El Cart is basically a completely closed environment.

But there are exceptions to everything. Since there are scattered undead outside Elkat, and there are undead pirates raging in the East Sea of ​​Titan, it means that at least there is a place to go in and out.

When Roland was in the game, he basically never came here because he hated Elcatel’s sandstorms. But even so, in order to get live spines, blood worms and the like, he still ran here a few times.

Merchants in Elcatel don’t want gold or silver coins, and even more disdain for gems and enchanted equipment. If they want to buy Elcatel’s things, they can only use books they don’t have, major news from the outside world, as well as legends and secrets. If it weren’t for the undead, it would be impossible to talk about favoritism, and the transaction would be expelled, and those who didn’t want to leave would undoubtedly pay a heavy price.

In the face of a group of fellows who are as lust-free as the monks, even the most outstanding diplomats can run into a wall here. No matter how good they blow, at most they will get a cold and flat “Oh”. This is the reason why Roland decisively followed Arthur instead of following Elucado to unify Elcatel when the plot branched at that time.

The art-filled buildings are the goblin’s institutes and entertainment venues, and the tunnels are the undead’s apartments and shops. Although the pipes don’t seem to be very thick, the space inside is enough to build a three-story building, even if you use one floor to open a store or something.

The fairies and the undead have spent nearly a thousand years here in peace. Perhaps because of the natural affinity of fairies, in the past thousand years, they have been exceptionally harmonious, and there has not been any large-scale conflict. It was as if time stood still at this moment.

But it’s not just time that has stalled, it’s Elcatel’s development as well.

A thousand years ago, even compared to the southern nations, Elcatel’s technology was absolutely oppressive. But now compared with Su Ze, its advantages are almost gone.

Whether it’s the weather controller developed by Su Ze a few years later, or the panacea, flaming light and anthropomorphic golem that have already begun mass production – these are technologies that Elcate does not have today.

A thousand years ago, Elcatel was the only country with space manipulation technology.

Before their city was completely destroyed by the divine radiation of the gods, the teleportation circle was a popular method of travel within the Elkat. They placed transmission nodes like bus stop signs everywhere in units of almost 100 meters. Today, this kind of shelter, or a way of living like a chicken coop, is the result of using the authority in Tyre to detonate the heat of the sun on the ground.

That was a wonderful deterrent.

Losing the protection of the Silver Queen, the proud “peaceful” technology of the Elcats, unable to resist the power of the gods’ authority, their homeland was completely destroyed in an instant. The undead suddenly woke up from their fanaticism and arrogance.

At that time, the authority and divine power of nearly twenty gods were mixed together and poured into the earth, causing a violent dimensional shock. Not only will Elcate’s space technology be completely destroyed, but the vegetation will be completely destroyed, and the greenery will be eradicated from the land.

At that time, some radical undead organized and decided to resist, and then they were captured and thrown directly into the meat grinder to feed the horses, or they were burned into ashes at high temperature and then used to build walls. Facts have proved that without the blessing of the mentor, they are no different from mortals except that they are not very easy to kill.

After realizing this, some undead quickly succumbed.

After a long bargaining period, they exchanged the price of allowing the gods to enter Elkat to preach, demolishing all the statues of saints and more than 90% of the statues of the silver queen, and allowing the gods to buy Elkat’s technology Sad peace.

No one doesn’t want peace, they can only accept it. And the last struggle of those radical Elcats is to destroy almost all the old technology with their own hands. Under the acquiescence of all the remaining undead and goblins, Elkat almost turned into a white field in the end.

The temporary construction of the fortress, the technology in the town, all vanished to nothing, just like the looted town. After that, the fairies created a sandstorm generator to hide the decayed and decayed Elkat. And the gods who have killed the Silver Queen are too lazy to squeeze oil and water from this iron rooster. After that, decades passed, and after the first humans had all died, a whole new city was rebuilt on top of the ruins.

That’s what El Carter is today.

Roland and Elucado walked towards the harp-like building. He didn’t meet anyone along the way, but Roland’s perception told him that he had been targeted by many people.

This is also inevitable. Elcatel is not a place where people come often. Generally speaking, only one or two people from the outside world will join in a year – and 80% of them are wizards who are eager to continue their research. These pseudo-undead self-proclaimed liches do not even have the consciousness to maintain the appearance of human beings, but allow their flesh and bones to rot and decay, and finally only their yellow skeletons are left, or they simply use their spiritual bodies to drive simple machines for research. Of course, that’s not to say they don’t have the ability to revert to humanoid form, and they can always replace their humanoid appearance if needed – it’s just that they don’t have the point of doing so. They don’t usually go out anyway.

And the person Roland was looking for ~www.mtlnovel.com~ was a lich.

When Roland walked under the building, he lightly buckled the outer shell of the building, and said in a clear voice: “sorrso. (White Tower secret language: open the secret layer

As Roland’s voice fell, the harp-like building ding-dong sounded by itself. Along with the slow rhythm of music, ripples appeared in the air, and a yellow skull was reflected like a projection screen.

After a slight pause, an old voice came from it: “gageter? (password?

“without password.”

Roland just said calmly: “I am Orlando. Orlando of the White Tower.”

The other side was silent for a long time before asking, “How to prove it?”

“I know who you are, Oleta. You are the direct disciple of the great wizard Merlin, the original inheritor of the Fifth Tower… or, in other words, the former Keeper of Secrets. You must know who I am, so don’t pretend.”

Roland revealed the secret mercilessly, but the lich didn’t say a word.

He just sighed softly, and without a word, weaved a complex teleportation array with white lines in front of Roland’s eyes.

Roland and Elucado stepped in fearlessly, and when they opened their eyes again, they had already entered the interior of this closed building complex.

“Greetings to you, the three times great His Majesty Roland.”

An ordinary skeleton wearing a robe without any flashes bowed to Roland. Let’s just say respect.

And on Oletta’s shoulder, sat a green-haired girl about the size of an adult’s forearm.

“My sincerest respect to you—”

She asked in a crisp voice: “My name is Seruna! I hope we can be friends… my great kin!” (To be continued.) (Book Fan Lou)