Warlord: King of All Clans

As Leo asked this question, a scene provided by Al emerged in his mind.

On the huge circular square, eight huge light gates lit up, distributed around the square.

Those decorative stone sculptures that looked neither like altars nor like guardrails or landscapes were inlaid with densely packed magic crystals, connected by runes in the middle, and glowed brilliantly.

They turned out to be the bases of the Elven portals.

These portals were not like the small portals that Ostara opened casually, but rather large portals that could accommodate three carriages in parallel.

Each portal revealed a different vista, including islands, mountains, deserts, and caves.

Teams of dwarf caravans walked out of the portal in the background of the cave, bringing the best quality ore from the entire continent to the atrium.

Teams of goblin convoys walked out of the portal with an island background, bringing the most abundant seafood in the entire continent to the atrium.

There were also people from the southern border with black hair and black eyes, who brought with them silk, cotton, and grains, which were special products of the southern border.

In addition to the several races that Leo is familiar with, there are also lizardmen, snakemen, sirens and other alien races that he has never seen before.

There were huge crowds of people, filling every corner of the atrium.

Races of various forms, wearing different costumes, speaking different accents, communicate and trade in the common language of the continent created by Chis'el.

Feeling Leo's inner shock, El was overjoyed and said proudly, "Boy, now you know why the courtyard is called the City of All Races!"

Leo said, "I know, I know."

The entire atrium can be said to be surrounded by mountains on six sides, with only a long and narrow canyon leading to the outside world.

Although the canyon is large, compared to the size of a city, it is still very inconvenient to enter and exit the canyon relying only on a road in the middle of the canyon.

Because the atrium has no output, all supplies rely on external supplies. So even though there are only more than 10,000 people in the atrium now, there are already endless convoys transporting food and supplies on the Canyon Avenue. It has reached the point where the Hewan Road Administration is needed to maintain traffic.

Faced with this situation, Leo, like most people, had the same intuitive impression of the atrium as a remote elven mountain city.

All we can say is that Leo is used to living in poverty and his horizons have not been broadened. He knew that the elves were luxurious, but he didn't expect them to be so luxurious.

As Leo digested the scene in his mind, he questioned, "Eight such large teleportation light gates, how much magic power would it consume? Did the elven elders of High Court allow Lord Chis'el to waste so much?"

Al explained: "Not much. The elves' portal technology has long been developed and mature. It doesn't take much mana to maintain the portal. The main thing is that it consumes a lot of mana to open the portal."

"It's like digging a tunnel. Once it's opened, the maintenance costs will definitely not be as high as the initial construction costs."

"Of course, this refers specifically to the elves. For other races, the maintenance cost of the portal is still quite high."

Leo's ulterior motive was exposed. "Can I open one too?"

Al didn't care. "Of course, but the portal is two-way, which means that the other side of the portal also needs maintenance, so the consumption is actually double."

"And I'll be in charge of the maintenance here. For the other side, you'll need to form a special space law team to maintain the operation of the portal."

Leo considered, "The Human Empire still has a portal leading to the Free State of the Islands. I wonder if the Space Law Team in the Imperial Capital can support the operation of the atrium portal."

Ai'er said: "The human race's space technology also comes from the inheritance of the elves. Although the details are different, the overall principles are the same. With a little training, there will be no problem in carrying out daily maintenance."

Leo thought, "I see."

"Then the question is, how many magic crystals are needed to open a portal?"

"Not much, only 300 magic points, equivalent to 300 mid-level magic crystals."

Leo cried, "Not much, not much, only 300 million, um, can it be less?"

Al knew that Leo was poor, so he said considerately, "Then make the portal array smaller and build a small one first. It only costs 100 magic crystals. Hasn't your magic crystal energy storage technology made progress? This way you can get a 50% discount, which is very cheap!"

Leo felt better then, "Then I'll go get ready."

When I was considering whether to go to the imperial capital to meet Little Mouse and discuss the portal business, Al suddenly reminded me: "Emergency information came from the big house."

"explain."

"Olenik has fallen, the Duke of the North is seriously injured, and Riomondo is urgently summoned to Ancerst!"

Leo was shocked. The Grand Duke of the North was seriously injured?

The Grand Duke of the Northern Territory, who had reached the ninth level peak at an early stage and was known as the Sword Saint of the human race, who could seriously injure him except for a Saint-level warrior?

Leo grabbed Freya, who was still counting accounts with a small notebook beside him, jumped onto the back of the black dragon, and then rode the dragon east.

"Al, look after the house for me!"

"OK!"

When Leo soared high into the sky and turned into a black dot, Al's reminder sounded in the minds of many residents in the towns of the river bay at the same time.

"Dear mayors, your Lord Earl has gone out urgently. Please stay at your posts and do not relax."

"Olivia, Leo went to Anhurst, and Fraser stole your son."

“Woof woof woof! Woof woof! Woof woof woof!”

A group of kobolds looked at each other and threw their tools high up in the air, "Great!"

Then they all rushed out to play.

Ever since the appearance of the Alchemical Black Dragon, the northern territory of millions of square kilometers doesn't seem that big anymore.

The journey that used to take ten days on horseback and five days on Pegasus can now be completed in one day.

After all, both humans and mounts need rest, but the Alchemical Black Dragon has already broken away from the scope of flesh and blood, and can continue to fly as long as it is provided with magic energy.

Moreover, Leo's flying skills are becoming more and more sophisticated. He has learned various acceleration techniques and can fly with the help of wind and gravity.

I saw him flapping his wings, flying forward and slowly increasing his altitude.

After climbing to an altitude of ten thousand meters, it began to glide and dive. When its speed increased to the point where it could hardly maintain the stability of its wings, it suddenly made a big turn and folded its wings abruptly, breaking through the wind resistance like a drill and increasing its speed to the limit.

When the buildings on the ground became clear, it suddenly spread its wings, glided for hundreds of meters, flapped its wings again, and continued to repeat the action.

Leo and Freya on the black dragon's back were protected by the magic turbulence and could hardly feel the wind pressure. The physical fitness of the high-level strong men could also withstand the turbulence caused by various flying techniques.

During the flight, Leo would open his eyes from time to time, trying to multitask.

This is not the distraction of talking on the phone while driving, but the true meaning of multitasking, which is equivalent to one person controlling two bodies at the same time.

Without some schizophrenic traits, you can't get started.

At the beginning, when Leo blinked, the black dragon would blink as well. When Leo raised his hand, the black dragon would also raise its wings.

But over time, results began to show. At least during stable flight, I was able to open my eyes and look down at the scenery on the ground.

The people in the territory of Isembol and Abros only saw a huge black shadow flashing across the clouds in the sky.

In less than an afternoon, Leo rushed from the atrium to Anhurst, a thousand miles away.