The Dark King

"Barton, let the former master of the wall-builder come over and recreate the temple." In the temple on the top of Utto, Du Dian handed the newly designed drawings to Barton, saying: "This project is top secret and cannot be leaked. Materials are supplied in the highest priority and must be built as soon as possible."

When Elinor sneaked in yesterday, Du Di'an noticed the negligence of the temple. Although he placed defense equipment such as cables under the temple, the depth was not enough, and the people who were good at drilling were never just lurking in the temple. Below ten meters, this will cause the power system to be useless.

Barton took the drawings and immediately thought of the person who attacked yesterday. He was secretly guilty and turned and left.

At this time, Noyce came in from the outside and said to Du Di'an: "Master, you have already sent the alchemists transferred by the parliament."

"Yeah." Du Dian nodded. "Is the banquet hall on the west side of the square vacated?"

"It has already been vacated." Neuss said: "According to your instructions, the experimental equipment inside has everything, and it is the highest level of equipment."

"Well, let them go, give them to them, and let them make them as soon as possible." Du Dian took a stack of information from the two books beside the desk and handed it to him. This is what he wrote about the biosensor. The assembly materials of the parts, now he only needs to be at the helm, many things do not need him to personally, like the smelting of these parts, handed over to these alchemists, they are also the people who have been studying technology for decades, experienced, and even some aspects He is also less than good, let them come to be their assistants, it is the most appropriate.

He even prepared to take some of the magical skills that can be used as a task and hand them over to the group of masters in the temple to help with the production.

Noyes took the information and left. Du Di'an thought about the next magic. Now that the war is coming, he must make a few magical techniques that help him the most in a limited time. "For biological weapons, there is a virus. Instead, if you are a single weapon, you can only rely on electricity. If you have a large-scale weapon, the military artillery of the military can be improved. It is impossible to make a missile with the current equipment. The purification technology of raw materials alone is not enough..."

After thinking about it, he finally stopped the plan to continue to expand the new magic. The weapons were not as good as the weapons. Instead of making a lot of things, it is better to use the things currently in control to the extreme.

He immediately wrote and wrote detailed drawings of solar power generation according to the knowledge in the super chip.

"When can I make a laser weapon, it will be awesome..." Du Di'an said in his heart, but he knew that this can only be thought of, and the current process level can not be produced even with missiles, let alone laser weapons. .

When Noyes came back, Du Dian asked while drawing the drawings: "How is the situation in the military, and have people from the slums migrated to the civilian areas?"

"Returning to the young master, the military has already written in the morning, saying that the civilian areas can't live fast. After the people in these slums get permission, almost all of them line up to migrate to the civilian areas to live. The military really worried about this. !"

"What is awkward." Du Dian disapproved, saying: "People in the civilian area can migrate to the business district as long as they meet the conditions. Doesn't this make room?"

Neuss bowed his head: "You don't know the young master. When the poor moved to the civilian area, there was a lot of friction. The military has sent most of the troops to maintain and suppress it, but it still doesn't work. The number is too many. ""

"I don't know that Richelieu has a limited number of people. I only have to migrate 30,000 or 50,000 people a day. How many tens of thousands of troops in their military departments can still look after tens of thousands of people in bad districts?" Du Di'an raised his eyebrows. .

When Neuss stunned, he immediately patted his head and said, "You are still smart, but, in such a simple way, how can the Richelieu adult not think of it, strange."

"He didn't want to, he didn't dare." Du Di'an used a quill to touch the ink and said: "Tell him, be bold, as long as things are done, don't violate my wishes, don't be shackled."

"I know." Noyes understood.

At this time, Barton came in from the outside and said: "Master, your student Edward said that he wants to see you, ask a question."

Du Di'an listened. After thinking about it, he probably guessed what the student wanted to ask. He said, "Let him go to the temple to ask him, and tell him that he can freely enter and exit there during this time."

"Yes, Master." Barton left the temple and went outside. Edward, who had already waited outside the hall, immediately greeted him and said, "Was the Pope, does the teacher want to see me?"

Barton said: "Your teacher said, let you go to the worship hall. As far as I know, there are a large number of extraordinary people coming to know. Your question may be able to get answers from them. Your teacher also said, let You follow them to learn."

Edward glimpsed, reacted, respectfully said: "Thank you, His Majesty."

"Go." Barton smiled.

Half an hour later, Du Di'an drew the drawings of solar power, and he gently stretched his waist and his body screamed. He looked out into the distance, where the direction of the wall of sighs, Gloria has not returned yet, and I don't know how.

His eyes flashed a little, calling Noyes, saying: "Come around and go around and see what's going on outside."

"Yes, young master."

The carriage was quickly prepared, Du Di'an took Heilisha, and Neuss drove the Utto Mountain in a carriage and patrolled around the business district.

Inner wall area, the peak of the Dragon Virgin.

Hathaway sat on the throne of the dragon's handrail, and looked at a young man in front of him with a cold look. "Is Eleanor still not coming back? How long has she gone to the outer wall area? Exploring a little devil, need to do this. Long time?!"

The young man feared the earth: "His life is a life, this is not a small matter!"

"Hey!" Hathaway snorted, just about to open, and suddenly walked into a figure outside the hall. It was the white-faced middle-aged man. His face was as white as a dead man, with a light smile and a more astounding look. To Hathaway said: "His Royal Highness does not have to ask, Eleanor has not come back until now, and most of them have not come back. This shows that the person in the outer wall area, the eight achievements are His Royal Highness!"

Hathaway stared at him coldly. "How can you see him?"

"Eleanor is ranked 12 on the Assassin's list. She is not an assassination. She only investigates the situation. With her skills, even if she is the Highness of Heraeus, she can find what she wants for up to five hours. She It’s not a fool, it’s not going to wait forever, and a good killer knows how to create opportunities for himself, not just ambush.” White-faced middle-aged humanity: “Now it’s been a long time, she hasn’t passed. Back to the news, it is basically certain that she is dead, even if she is not dead, it is estimated that she has been arrested and become a prisoner."

Hathaway’s eyes flashed and she was flashing with cold light. Of course, she also expected this possibility, but because of this, she was angry and pressed her voice: “Eleanor knows the weight, I have already told the target It may be Heilisha, she will not expose herself so easily, even if she does not detect the situation, she will not be arrested."

The white-faced middle-aged man shook his head slightly and said: "Your Highness, there is an old saying that you have heard of it. If you don't die, you will have a blessing! Helisha did not die in the corpse before His Highness, according to my guess, most of it is When she was in danger, she broke through the limits and forced her potential. The blood was awakened four times!"

Hathaway’s pupils shrank and stood up from the throne in amazement, “Impossible!”

"There is nothing impossible." The white-faced middle-aged man looks calm and said: "The awakening of blood power is inherently unstable. When the mood swings to the extreme, there is a greater chance of awakening. In this case, the family is based on history. The awakening situation has already been counted, so it is understandable that Her Royal Highness was forced into a desperate situation in the corpse tide, and then she was awakened by the blood force to get rid of the difficulties. Otherwise, she can live with her current situation. The chances of coming down are too low, unless there are other masters to help him, but the teenager who was present at the time was a teenager. This boy was just a waste. Which one got her?"

Hathaway's face is ugly, although she does not want to admit it, she does not want to believe it, but she knows that this is indeed very possible!

"Four awakenings... damn!!" She clenched her fists, and her beautiful face was filled with anger and resentment. "At the age of nineteen, she was awakened four times, and she was awakened faster than the genius dragon mother who claimed to be a hundred years old. She Must die!!"

White-faced middle-aged humanity: "If she is awakened four times, she will get some other unknown special abilities. It can be understood to kill Eleanor. Anyway, now 80% can conclude that this person is His Royal Highness, we I must attack as soon as possible, and I can’t give her time to continue growing up, and I have to kill all the nets, and I will kill them with one hit, and I can’t leave any hope!”

The color of the eyes on Hathaway’s face gradually gloomy, saying: “I don’t need to say that I know that the last time it’s already dying, she can survive. This time I’m going to be completely smashed. She can live any kind of work!"

"His Royal Highness!"

In the temple of the dragon, a three- or four-meter-wide red bed, quietly lying on a rich and beautiful young woman, the skin is smooth and delicate, wearing a bright red robe, not a blood color, but a flame-like redness, The skirt under her robes spread the entire bed, making the body on the skirt look extraordinarily petite and beautiful.

"I heard that Hathaway has been paying close attention to the external wall area recently."

The old lady who waited on the side, respectfully said: "Miss, His Highness Hathaway secretly sent a maid to the outer wall area, not knowing what to do."

"I have heard that the monastery and the military have also been paying close attention to the outer wall area. Is it something that is worthy of attention recently?" The mother's voice is soft, revealing the purity and elegance of warm water. .

The old man whispered: "Miss, do you want me to send someone to the outer wall to check it?"

The dragon mother sighed softly and said: "How is the alternative holy woman chosen?"

"Miss Hui, on the purity of blood, can reach the level of His Highness, and has not yet found it." Laojiao whispered: "I only found a reluctant approach to His Highness Hathaway, but there is still a gap, but the child's talent is Yes, it is a little stronger than His Highness Hathaway, and he has a fight with His Highness, and may be able to make up for it in the future."

The gentle mother's gentle eyes suddenly faded a few minutes, silent for a while, slowly said: "Little Lisa's talent is the best of our dragons in history, but unfortunately, I have not been able to protect her, I am guilty."

The old man was busy raising his head and said: "Miss, you must not say this. His Highness Hailisha has an accident. No one wants to see it. If you blame it, you will blame Miss Hathaway for being too noisy. Actually, I have to worry about my sister's life!" ”

"I didn't teach me well." The dragon mother shook her head slightly. "We originally had a hope for the dragons to break through. Now, we can only wait a second..."

The wrinkles on the face of the old man were all pulled together and sighed deeply.

The sun slowly swayed across the sky, and the night gradually came.

Lights are lit up in various cities, lighting up the night, and almost every house in the city houses lights. In some families, the housewife, holding the picked vegetables and meat, came to the well in the yard, put the bucket down, shook a bucket of water from the well, began to clean the vegetables, and returned home after washing. Cut the already prepared bread and pour fresh vegetables.

When the wife was cooking dinner, the husband also got off work from the factory. After a busy day, he didn’t want to talk too much. When he got home, he lay on the sofa. After a while, he grabbed the newspaper on the sofa and looked like this. The only entertainment thing in it.

The child who finished the homework was already hungry and looked forward to the table.

The wife will put the prepared dinner on the table and ignite the oil lamp on the table. The dim light of the candle shines on the face of a family of three, happy and harmonious. Several people put their hands together and mourned the prayers from the monastery, and they started the dinner.

Compared to the simple dinner of the average family, the dinners of the nobility are much more gorgeous. In the splendid luxury restaurant, the crystal-like chandelier hangs high on the roof, and the restaurant shines like white.

Red wine and food are brought up by servants one after another.

When the dinner begins, let the owner of the servant massage take the slave dog who is on the ground and come to the restaurant to eat.

The servants waited busy and waited for the drink.

The slave dog is at the feet of the hostess and uses his head to lick the throne of the hostess. This is a skill they have mastered. As long as the hostess is comfortable, he can get a food reward.

Soon, the beautifully dressed lady’s thighs were stunned and crisp, and she smiled. The dining knife cut the unsold steak on the plate, cut it out and put it on the plate, bending it to the feet. Man slave dog.

The slave dog shook his tongue and shook his head, expressing his joy.

In the hands of the nobility, when a person is not as difficult as a servant, he will first be professionally trained to master the language of the slave dog and let him forget his original language.

As a slave dog, no matter what happens, you can't talk.

"Oh..." The slave dog licked the steak in the plate and quickly swallowed it. Then he expressed gratitude and joy, rolled over the carpet on the side, and shook his head.

The lady was teased and grinned.