Chapter 192: Preparations Before Slaying the Dragon

The Ark eventually left.

Faced with the siege of both camps, less than a third of the remaining witch alliance sat on the boat and left this sad land that carried the blood and tears, hatred and hatred of witches.

The projection of the Lord of Pride dissipated in laughter, and the siege of the seven Godkillers ended in serious injuries, and the Crown and the Conqueror God of War were also wounded, but they were still able to command the army to defeat Prometheus.

The long-running Battle of the Star Gate ended with the victory of the Apocalypse Divine System.

And just when the gods in the sky were attracted to Alexander, the other three god systems had already secretly begun to carry out the "Chains of Worlds" plan......

Helo Morgan, the city of wealth, the capital of gold, and the largest trading place on the outer continent of Prometheus.

It is home to numerous chambers of commerce, including chambers from purgatory, the Church of the Lady Sinking, and the most popular Iliad 'House of Mysteries'.

Even after the war, Helomorgan was still thriving.

When I came to the city gate at night, I felt the air of wealth rushing to my face.

The tall and wide city walls were shining with golden light, and if you looked closely, the walls were painted with gold leaf, and the bricks and stones inside were all added with magic metal, hiding hundreds of forbidden circles and nearly a thousand magic traps.

The extreme defense of the city alone is extremely luxurious, and even the White City and the City of Mages are far inferior.

At the city gates, towers, and fortresses, you can see the Golem Corps on standby, all of them steel golems, about 250~270 cm tall, weighing an astonishing 800 pounds, and a small number of enchanted plug-ins can also be detected on their bodies.

Along the way, the number of golems seen in the field of vision alone is enough for twenty legions, which is only the number of one city gate, the entire city of wealth has eight portals, and according to the records of the database of the night, the city of wealth has buried a large number of golem legions in the ground for war, and the number is far greater than the surface.

In addition, the city defense is also equipped with ballistas, trebuchets, dwarven mortars, light and heavy dwarven cannons, and even magic crystal cannons, and you can also see the dense mage towers in the city and two small mobile floating fortresses parked in the east and west cities from a distance.

Replacing the crowd tactics with a large number of man-made objects, this is frankly not the military level of the Cold Weapon Age, and the city of wealth Helo Morgan has a technological level that surpasses the other city-states of Prometheus for hundreds of years.

If I am not mistaken, the true financiers of this city of wealth are the mystical mages of the Iliad.

Because nearly eighty percent of the shops in the City of Fortune are owned by the Magic Empire.

The gates of the city have been blocked by a large number of refugees.

Wars have raged and countless city-states have been ravaged by invaders, and perhaps in the eyes of the victims, only this magnificent city can find temporary peace.

This is the third group of refugees that the City of Fortune has taken in since today.

Looking far away in the night, I saw a pot-bellied minister on the city wall reading something aloud, and then several groups of guards came to the city gate, and took the refugees away in batches according to the list in hand.

The city of wealth is not a city of goodness, and the purpose of co-opting refugees is to extract the last value from them, and if there is not enough wealth, the bones of the paving road in Helomorgan can only be trampled on by the superiors.

There are also three, six, nine and so on among the professionals.

The caster is undoubtedly the highest of status, and they will be treated with courtesy, free shelter, free food, clothing, and even servants within the Helomorgan, and they will only pay to exist as the highest guardians of the city.

Less-level spellcasters, such as apprentice mages and mage trainees, will be treated more decently, with shelter, food, and work, most of them going to magic factories or mystery shops, and some of them becoming maintenance staff of mage towers.

A large number of warriors and assassins will be uniformly organized and sent to the barracks, a small number of horsemen will be assigned to the more advanced cavalry camps, and a small number of excellent ones will have the opportunity to serve in the city-state knights of Helomorgan.

The blasphemous clergy are taken away by the Sanctuary of Heresy or the Church of the Void God, and in this way, the most of what is left are ordinary people, whose value is to be sent to hard labor, to do the dirtiest and most tiring work, and the food is only kept in a state of barely satisfying.

This is the city of wealth, where 99% of the city's wealth is concentrated in the hands of 1% of the people.

As a visitor, Nightshade only needs to pay a few gold coins to enter the city after the identity of the spellcaster, and because of the noble status of the spellcaster, countless forces have thrown olive branches to him, trying to recruit this powerful and young mage.

The matter of slaying the dragon is not trivial, and Cangye's current strength is too different from the opponent's, so he needs to increase the stakes of victory from other channels.

In the face of a powerful opponent, the weak self can win through strategy, and one of the layers of strategy is to use tools.

For spellcasters, magic is the best tool.

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The Tower of Mysteries, one of the Iliad's well-known Mysteries stores, is recorded in the Night's database for its high-quality goods and good reputation, and of course, the consumption level piled up by quality and reputation is not cheap but high.

Coincidentally, there happens to be a direct chain of the Tower of Mysteries in Hilomorgan.

When you enter the store, you will be greeted by a lavishly decorated lobby with tall shelves filled with a wide variety of goods, including weapons, armor, magic items, accessories, spell books, and puppets for sale.

Two teams of beautiful elven maids greeted them, their expressions full of softness and obedience.

These are specially trained maids who know how to arouse the desires of customers and expand the revenue of the store.

"Welcome to the Tower of Mysteries, I wonder what the guests want?"

took the black tea handed by the maid, drank it all in the night, and then said lightly:

"There's nothing I want here, take me to the LL district."

At present, the area where Cangye is located is the L area, that is, the public area, and the ll area begins to sell high-end goods, and the LLL area and V area above this are only entered by guests with VIP status.

When the maids heard Cangye's words, their eyes lit up, and their expressions became more respectful. One of the most richly dressed and beautiful of the maids stepped out and made an inviting gesture to the night:

"Okay, please come with me, this guest."

Guests who take the initiative to go to the upscale area will also make more objective purchases.

Zone II covers a much larger area, with four or five times more goods in terms of quantity and price than in the mass zone.

Here, Cangye even saw a complete true dragon skeleton, but unfortunately it was only a true dragon that was not yet an adult, and its strength was not at the level of legends.

The maid brought Cangye to the counter in the LL area, where an old man in a mage's robe lay lazily on the table, glancing at Cangye casually.

The Tower of Mysteries is indeed extravagant, the old man in front of him is obviously a mage, and the spell fluctuations transmitted from his body are no less than his own, he should be a spellcaster of extraordinary level.

And in the shadows, Cangye also felt several jerky and obscure spell fluctuations, two of which even made him feel threatened.

At this level of combat power, it is estimated that no thief or robber dares to make any irrational moves.

The old man looked at the night, and his voice was a little interested:

"Mage? Really young, is there anything you want? ”

Nights replied:

"I want the Iliad's original dragon hunting heavy machine crossbow to hunt adult metal dragon standards."