The sudden appearance of the Blackstone Tower soon became the center of discussion among the residents of Brandon Stone. As the underground dwellers of the Wild Northlands, the gray dwarves of Brandon Stone City may have felt the power of magic so intuitively for the first time. It only took one night to build such a tall stone tower. This level alone is appalling, and if the gray dwarves were to do it, even if they worked overtime without sleep, I am afraid it would take at least a week to complete it.

But for that terrible necromancer, it was only a blink of an eye.

In the face of this absolute power, Brandon Stone finally calmed down. The sinister and cunning Grey Dwarves certainly understood what that meant, and while they had known that Kadek had invited a necromancer as an archon, not everyone privately agreed with Kadik's approach. Now, however, the opposition has completely vanished. There may still be muttering complaints lurking in the dark shadows of the mines, but no one is stupid enough to question it to their faces.

And Kadek was also pained and happy about this. On the one hand, he enjoyed the awe-inspiring gazes of the gray dwarves who thought he had reached an alliance with the necromancer, and on the other hand, he was worried that the temperamental necromancer would not teach him a "little lesson" because he got carried away.

But unfortunately, it was not so easy to get off the thief ship. Now Kadek has no other way but to use the necromancer's deterrent power to strengthen his position, and to do everything he can to get closer to Jenn.

As for Kadek's idea, Jenn was not interested in paying attention. The grey dwarf archon was a slippery head, and Jenn wouldn't bother to deal with him if he didn't have to. For Jenn, the most important thing is the construction of the dungeon, but unfortunately, although the dungeon system has been upgraded, there is still a tricky problem............

"I think we should stop summoning necromantic creatures, master."

Standing beside Jenn, Enoa's expression was as calm as ever, but there was a deep worry in her eyes.

"yes, I can see that too..............."

Hearing his adjutant's words, Jenn crossed his arms and nodded unhappily. As far as the eye can see, you can see a layer of white mist floating everywhere in the labyrinthine passages of this deep dungeon, white frost covers the ceiling and ground, seeping along the lines on the floor, it looks like a large ice cave in the whole dungeon. A biting chill hit his face, and Jenn was fine, but Bix's face was pale and his teeth chattered.

This is not because there are four seasons of autumn and winter underground, but the reason is very simple, as Enoa said -- there are too many undead creatures they summon.

After his return, Jenn's power expanded even further, and now he has more than a dozen undead creatures in his dungeon. Although the number of such monster patrols is sufficient for a dungeon, it comes with a side effect.

The undead are necromancy, and they are feared by the living not only because they are walking corpses, but also because they themselves are dead, exuding the breath of death wherever they go, so they keep the living away. In the words of Jenn's hometown, it is too much yin.

A dozen undead creatures roamed the dungeon, making Jenn's dungeon now a veritable catacomb. In this lifeless environment, anyone living will be unlucky. If you take too much dead air, you will be seriously ill at least and die at worst. Even if Jenn was a demon, it was definitely impossible for him to stay in such a place for too long, otherwise he would really have to consider turning himself into a lich.

"Just disperse the banshees to patrol the perimeter of the dungeon, and just throw the few remaining walking dead inside."

After thinking for a moment, Jenn was quick to give instructions. Luckily, this is not without its benefits, if it is just an undead creature, the other party may only use this place as a tomb, and this disguise is also very useful for Jenn.

Having said that, the sons of other demon kings are eager to engrave the name of the dungeon as a door number outside, but they have to cover it up carefully......... Hey, that's the gap.

Shaking his head and sighing, Jenn turned and walked towards the study.

"By the way, Enoa, what's going on over there with Verna?"

"At the moment, it's normal, and there is no change."

After that, Verna, who was already alone, was thrown by Jenn to the Blackstone watchtower to take charge of the guard. The half-blood dark elf had no objection to this, and had no intention of running away. She knew very well that after losing the mercenary group, she couldn't make any big waves in the dark region alone. At least by Jenn's side, with this necromancer as a backing, he can still live a little more peacefully. If she left the Blackstone Tower, Jenn couldn't guarantee that the grey dwarves outside would do anything to the lone dark elf with no reinforcements.

Despite the reputation of the Dark Elves, are the Grey Dwarves vegetarians? Not to mention anything else, which race that can live in the dark underground until now and has not become someone else's slave, which one doesn't have two brushes?

And it's one yellow and one red.

"As it stands, do you think our deal with Brandon Rock is viable?"

Pushing open the door to the study, Jenn yawned, then looked at Enoa next to him. But in response to her master's inquiry, Enoa shook her head worriedly.

"I'm sorry, master, I don't trust the gray dwarves. If it's an occasional transaction, it's fine, but if there's going to be a long-term stable trading channel, I'm afraid that the gray dwarf will have other ideas. ”

"That's a problem..............."

Hearing this, Jenn couldn't help frowning.

At present, Jenn is not short of money, he is not short of ore treasure, but he is short of one very important thing -- that is, food.

Prior to this, Jenn's food was prepared by Enoa, and was basically obtained by hunting underground lizards in the surrounding area. It's not a lot, but because there's only one living person, Jenn, it's enough. Even if Bix is here now, the amount of food for the dwarf is just that of an ordinary human child, so he doesn't have to care about it at all.

But if you want to summon other races of creatures, especially rare creatures, as long as they are alive, they must eat. And the rarer and more powerful the creature, the greater the amount of food, and now the food reserve on Jenn's side is enough for him and Bix, if it is called again, it will be the rhythm of famine. In this way, a large food reserve is required.

And this is where Enoya's worries come from. If they only buy some food once in a while, the gray dwarves won't care. But if regular purchases of large quantities of food are enough to feed an army, no fool can see the problem unless the Grey Dwarf Archon is an idiot.

Not to mention that the money to buy these foods was also a hassle for Jenn. Hiring monsters also has to be paid.,It's a matter of course for a boss to pay employees for food and housing.,People come from another space to work for you.,If you don't even get paid.,Then who wants to do it!

That's why Jenn chose to summon the undead - they don't need to pay, they don't need to eat, and they're not weak. Of course, the undead are not without flaws, like the undead creatures summoned by Jenn now have reached the upper limit, if Jenn summons them again, the dungeon that can't stand the erosion of the breath of death will really be finished.

Because of this, no player in the game has ever built a pure necromantic dungeon -- this is a real "death".

"Looks like a real nuisance..............."

Sitting back at his desk, Jenn muttered to himself as he opened the heavy book in front of him. What the dungeon lacks now is a good circulation system. If Jenn can let go of the location of the dungeon and lure the adventurers, then he can make some money. But now Jenn's dungeon is still very weak, and it can deal with those unorganized and undisciplined fools, and if there is a little stronger team, then his dungeon will have to be overhauled.

And just as Jenn was thinking hard, suddenly, a sweet and crisp voice suddenly appeared, interrupting his thoughts.

"So, how about I help you with this?"

Hearing this, Enoa immediately blocked Jenn's side with an arrow. At the same time, I saw the dim and trembling shadows in the study suddenly burning, expanding, and distorting like flames. Immediately after, a petite and slender figure burst out of the flames with a silver bell-like laugh.

It was a girl who looked about the same age as Enoa, but she was dressed differently from Enoa's eldest lady. The girl in front of her was wearing a black and white tuxedo that only men wear, and her long black leather boots glittered and reflected the light of the candles. The long red hair like a flame with two ponytails hanging down its shoulders looks very capable and old.

I saw the girl walk out of the flames like this, and then solemnly leaned down and saluted Jenn respectfully.

"It's been a long time, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, Jenn. The Cullisgate Chamber of Commerce is here to help, and your needs are our pride......... How can I help you? ”

"What are you doing here? Miss Claris. ”

In the face of the girl's words, Jenn just stretched out his hand, pushed down his glasses, and then asked helplessly.

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