These big people are actually me

They had hoped that this group of rich bastards could beat the long-eared people to the ground, but now it's all over, it's a miracle that the business alliance can withstand it.

"Can you fight a little bit?"

The Saragan nobleman shouted this sentence from the bottom of his heart.

These brazen words thoroughly stimulated the Grand Duke of Nuremberg. He covered his heart and pointed at the Saragans in pain and said:

"You bastard! I want you dead!"

As he spoke, tiny sparks began to fall from the surrounding houses. The first-level sealed item would never be as simple as being able to hide people.

But the Saragan nobleman said confidently:

"I'm so sorry, I'm not an idiot who will come over with my own body!"

After finishing speaking, his whole body twisted strangely.In the end, it turned into a pool of foul-smelling and bubbling green water in the surprised eyes of the Grand Duke of Nuremberg!

The body of the plague, the ability that the plague path is very good at is similar to the ability of the clone.It allows the user to remotely control a diseased body that is difficult for others to find out.

That unclean person not only harassed Saragan for many years, but also changed the local super circle.

When the Saragans were afraid of the plague, they couldn't help but worship the plague.

But before the consciousness of the Saragan nobleman was completely disconnected, he heard a very nice voice:

"Send your contract and evidence to the Forest of the Sacred Tree."

In a certain wasteland outside of Nuremberg, the Saragan nobleman who had gradually grown up from a puddle of indescribable fat suddenly patted his head with a headache.

Who said that sentence just now?

And why should I do what she says?

After shaking his head amusingly, the Saragan nobleman who devoted himself to the plague took a sneering look at Nuremberg and quickly left here.

And in the room of the furnace, Miss Elf finally appeared in the sight of the Grand Duke of Nuremberg.

"Elves?! There are so many elves here? How did you get in?!"

The fear of the presence of the elves far outweighed the anger of the Saragans' escape.

Because the latter is at least understandable.

The Grand Duke of Nuremberg backed away in horror:

"You know what we just said? Are you here to assassinate me?"

"No, you were sent by the elves to verify our poaching contract?"

Facing the terrified Grand Duke of Nuremberg, Miss Elf shook her head boredly and said:

"Investigating you is just incidental."

After speaking, he raised his head to the fire and said:

"let me out!"

The next moment, the channel of flame appeared behind Miss Elf.This made the Duke of Nuremberg even more frightened.

"Why can you operate my family's sealed item?!"

Miss Elf ignored the Grand Duke of Nuremberg's fear, she just asked before stepping out of the flame passage:

"Where's your contract with those Saragans?"

"In the third drawer of my study, there is no Bible of the Victory Church. The bookmark inside is a special bookmark that will gradually melt into a contract when placed in water."

"Thank you, and also, burn him!"

Before the Grand Duke of Nuremberg came back to his senses, the terrifying fire filled the entire fire in an instant.

Miss Elf, who left the fire, took a bored look at Mo Gan, who had become ashes, and then went to take away the sinful contract disguised as a bookmark by the Grand Duke of Nuremberg.

Elves don't want to fight because cruelty to animals is no fun.

But this time many things are different.

Miss Elf holding the bookmark continued to leave the main city of Nuremberg and returned to the church as usual.

But on the church side.Miss Elf avoided the hall with the iconography of the gods, and did not return to the ridiculous cage.

Instead, he stood in front of the sleeping Audrey's bed.

A private servant of the king who should never appear?

The corner of Miss Elf's mouth quickly raised and then quickly pressed down, and she said to Audrey:

"Stand up, human girl, it's time for you to come back to Rivendell with me, the great Ra must really want to see you."

The omnipotent speech spirit in the past has failed at this moment.

Even Audrey turned over and went back to sleep.It seems that the speech of the elves is very noisy...

Volume 179: Chapter 178 4 The Revolt of the Slaves! ([-]K)

Such a situation made Miss Elf startled for a moment, this was the first time her ability had failed.

But soon she smiled helplessly and said:

"That's right, my power comes from the Twin Sacred Trees, and her imprint also comes from the Twin Sacred Trees. The same root and the same origin don't mean that you are His Majesty's private servant, and the spirit of speech will not work."

Maybe it was the elf talking to herself that disturbed Audrey, or maybe it was the person standing beside her that disturbed Audrey's spiritual sense, but it didn't matter what it was.

Audrey opened her eyes in a daze, and then saw an elf standing beside her bed.

This made Audrey come over with a jolt of sobriety, and straightened up in an instant, ready to call for help.

Here is outside the church and there must be a vigil for the knights and priests of the church.

Just be able to shout.She will surely be rescued.

But before Audrey yelled out, Miss Elf stunned Audrey with a knife in her hand.

Lingling is indeed useless, but it doesn't mean Miss Elf has no other options.

Supporting Audrey's back with one hand, she stretched out the other hand. Miss Elf, who looked thinner and thinner than Audrey, hugged Audrey up to her waist with ease.

"Don't panic, human girl, I just want to take you to meet Lara."

Audrey obviously couldn't hear this sentence, but Miss Elf still said it.

At the same time, a quilt was pulled over Audrey's thin body to prevent her from catching cold.

After that, Miss Elf left the church as before.

However, the moment she stepped out of the church, Miss Elf shook her feet slightly in surprise. She looked up towards the city wall and said in surprise:

"Humans are fighting among themselves again?"

After finishing speaking, he shook his head contemptuously and said:

"Sure enough, it is a low-level race. It has great potential. But it always likes to waste precious life and energy on meaningless things. A hopeless creature."

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Outside Nuremberg, Mozo didn't lose Heather's spy because of the delay in advance, but he couldn't stop him halfway, but let the other party successfully sneak into the mine.

Seeing this, Mo Zuo could only sigh helplessly:

"Hopefully it's still too late."

After finishing speaking, he also mixed into the mine pit where the guards were sparse.

In the past, this place was indeed the most important defensive target.Because the normal operation of the mine is related to whether the high-quality life of the noble slave owners can continue to be maintained.

But it was different now, the elves came to the door, although the lady of the Iron Bank said that she would negotiate with the elves and thus pause the progress of the elves, but everyone knew that it was just a delay of the elves' offensive.

The Iron Vault is a neutral unit and they won't help convince the elves to retreat.

Therefore, the nobles who valued their lives more naturally took away the heavy soldiers from the mining area, and instead placed a group of mercenaries here to guard.

As for the output, the nobles are no longer in the mood to care, as long as these slaves don't run away.

Naturally, the mercenaries who used money to dawdle would not pay much attention to the mining area. Anyway, the aristocratic lords only wanted to prevent the slaves inside from running away.

At first they were a little worried that the slaves would attack their defenses in large numbers.

Later, I was relieved that this group of slaves did not intend to resist at all. If it was not necessary to transport the slag out and dump it, they all suspected that this group of slaves would not have left the mine at all.Even these days, almost no food has been delivered, and these slaves are still digging in the mine day and night.

Seeing this, the mercenaries couldn't help but lament that the group of nobles had really domesticated these slaves thoroughly.

Obviously, the slaves they have seen in other places have to have overseers standing behind with whips or even muskets, whipping people vigorously or even killing people to make the slaves work hard.

As a result, here, my God, there is no supervisor, and a mountain of slag is transported outside every day.

This made the mercenaries standing at the entrance of the mine sigh even more.

Especially seeing that there was obviously more slag today than in the past. After dinner, the mercenaries gathered in twos and threes in front of the slag that was as high as the mountain and were amazed.

It was hard for them to imagine that such a mountain was actually dug out by the slaves in the past few days.

But looking at it, a mercenary asked strangely:

"According to their speed, why are there no other slag mountains around?"

This question caught the attention of the mercenaries, but that was all.

Because the leading mercenary said directly:

"It's not easy. The old ones were transported away for a second smelting. Now those gentlemen have transferred the army to protect themselves. If no one is in charge, no one will be responsible for transporting them."

Very reasonable statement.So there are no mercenaries who continue to think about this issue.

It was also because most of them gathered here that Mozuo easily entered the mine.

Looking at the mine tunnels extending in all directions, even Mo Zuo, who has the ability to write books, felt dizzy for a while.

Writing a book consumes a lot of spirituality. The terrain of this place is too complicated. It is not an ordinary difficulty to successfully find the Heather spy.

Fortunately, Mozuo soon heard something valuable from the slave labor in the nearby tunnel:

"It's going to be dinner in a while, Grandpa Satsuma asked us to go to the big mine to gather!"

Characters such as the large mine collection attracted Mozo's attention. If the Heather spy was going to incite the slaves to riot, then the time for the slave assembly could not be more suitable.

After thinking for a short while, Mo Zuo just picked up a piece of torn linen and wrapped it around his body, then stooped and followed.

This kind of dress is not uncommon in the mine, because the miners here will basically be like this, so it is said that it can reduce the further poisoning of the body by the highly toxic slag.As for the hunched body, it is because many "old" miners will be bent over by the heavy ore.

The longer one lives or is tortured, the more striking this becomes.

Even some real old slave laborers have almost mineralized part of their bodies due to exposure to ore all year round!

It can be said that they may die at any time without saying anything, and they will always be tortured by various strange ore diseases.

With the sad disguise of the slave workers, Mo Zuo came to the so-called big mine with a complicated expression.

This is indeed a very large mine, so large that even normal dragons can fly in it.

Standing at the entrance of the big mine, Mo Zuo couldn't help but stopped in his tracks looking at such a huge mine.Instead of being overwhelmed by the size of the mine, Mozo had seen many bigger and more majestic mines in the dwarven ruins or dungeon-states.

He is looking for large-scale equipment, large-scale equipment for mining. In the extraordinary world, people have developed many incredible large-scale equipment for mining.

For example, King Iron Heart's pangolin mining machine can dig holes even faster than the giant earth-drilling insects cultivated by the orcs.You must know that the latter can dig through the blessed walls of the Great City in a few seconds!

However, with the disintegration of the dwarf dynasty, even if the current dwarf masters gathered together, there is no way to make this kind of miraculous mining machine.

This kind of miraculous mining machine cannot be replicated, but under normal circumstances, large mines will be supplemented with various labor-saving mining equipment.

But not here!

There is no large-scale mining equipment!

At least Mozo couldn't find one no matter how hard he looked.Those nobles didn't buy mining machines in it?

Realizing this, Mozo felt an almost suffocating pressure.

That doesn't come from the body, it comes from the spirit.

Because under normal circumstances, even if there are large-scale mining equipment, such a large-scale mine will take at least ten years or even decades to dig out.

And if there is no corresponding equipment, how to dig out such a mine?

That's just to stack up time at the expense of human life!

Hundreds of thousands of years of time are assisted to do this easily with an unknown number of human lives.