Chapter 1046

The smoke drifted to the side, revealing Du Luo Ken's figure, wiped a cold sweat that didn't exist, and muttered: "She is Black Rope? Almost grabbed the monster of the Emperor, but their strength doesn't look very good."

It's actually very normal. The monarch's will was projected over, attached to an ordinary skeleton, and broke through to the Lord of Mourning in just over ten years, lacking accumulation itself. Just like this, the Black Rope Mercenary Group spent a lot of effort to subdue him.

But the problem is that it's even more shameful. The dignified Undead Monarch, the seven-power unified source, Ang's King, was actually captured alive by a mercenary group. Its bad influence can be seen from Gris. This dead lizard transmits it everywhere when he catches a chance.

If the monarch doesn't wake up quickly, the entire alliance and empire will probably have to circulate a story of a wild mourning being captured alive.

The strength of the Black Rope Mercenary Group is about the level of capturing the Lord of Mourning alive, but Du Luo Ken is already at the level of the Mourning Undead Soldier now. If he accidentally uses too much force and kills Black Rope, it will be troublesome.

As for how troublesome it is, it can be seen from Gris. In order to prevent him from nagging, the monarch erased part of his memory. Du Luo Ken didn't want his memory to be erased by then.

Fortunately, the enemy ran away safely. However, the other mercenaries who came in groups didn't have such good luck. With Liliana guarding outside, none of the remaining airships could run away, and more than three thousand people were captured.

Looking at the full prisoners, Anthony couldn't help frowning: "What's the situation? Who did you provoke? Why so many people? Did you dig a magic crystal mine?"

The Violet Underground City has only tens of thousands of people, most of them are ordinary people, and those with combat power may be only one or two thousand. Now someone organized three thousand mercenaries to attack?

Organizing three thousand mercenaries is difficult, but it is also very easy. Send a reward, and mercenaries will naturally bring equipment to gather.

But organizing them, taking airships to an unknown underground city for a fortress attack mission, is not a simple thing. First of all, you need an organizer who is trusted enough.

The Black Rope Mercenary Group is god-level, and their reputation is not bad. This condition is satisfied.

Secondly, sufficient logistics support, the eating, drinking, and pulling of thousands of people, cannot be completed casually. This order of magnitude of mobilization is a test for the entire system.

However, considering that they are all mercenaries and it is a void mission, many people have spatial ornaments and airships, and the difficulty is greatly reduced.

The last is sufficient benefits. Mercenaries earn mercenary fees. Without sufficient mercenary fees, mercenaries will turn around and hack the employer. The Violet Underground City didn't dig a magic crystal mine, so how could it attract god-level mercenary groups and so many mercenaries to join forces?

Roland, who had just been reborn, was still a bit confused, but rolled his eyes and looked at Anthony resentfully: "It's all because of your food..."

Anthony suddenly reacted: "Food, light disaster? They are eyeing the food of the Omniscient Sea? What is the situation outside now?"

The Lord of Omniscience stored 9.67 million tons of food in advance, and later about 1 million tons were burned by the Undying Divine Fire, leaving 8.6 million tons.

Of the 1 million tons burned, 400,000 tons sprouted, Ang took it to brew wine, 300,000 tons were burned to ashes, Ang took it to extract fertilizer, and 400,000 tons were cooked, distributed and made into various durable foods.

So Ang got more than 8 million tons of food, 200,000 tons of wine, and hundreds of thousands of tons of cooked food from the Omniscient Sea. These things have no meaning at all if they are placed there, and only by circulating can they have value.

And the most suitable for undertaking this task is naturally the Violet Mercenary Group. During this period, Violet sold 200,000 tons of food and 200 tons of wine one after another. As for those cooked grains, either made into rice flowers or pressed into rice cakes, distributed to the residents of the Omniscient Sea to eat.

"So just because of this food and wine, they eyed you? Not necessarily, right? Is the situation outside very serious? Isn't there a little sapling?" Gris asked in surprise.

The light disaster undoubtedly caused damage to all planes in the void. Crops were severely reduced, and insects and small animals died in large numbers. However, the Great Administrator reacted quickly and distributed a large number of World Tree saplings, suppressing the damage of the light disaster.

And the World Tree not only suppressed the damage of the light disaster, but also improved the ecological environment of a plane, allowing various creatures to grow more harmoniously. With the passage of time, it can not only make up for the reduced production, but also increase production, reproduction and income.

This is also a good thing for the little sapling, which can spread branches to a large number of planes. If there is no order from the Great Administrator, super lives like the World Tree taking root on the main plane, the greatest possibility is to be cut down before it grows up.

And the Great Administrator also misunderstood that those saplings belonged to the Lord of Life, so he dared to distribute them so safely.

Is it possible that with the little sapling covering, the food outside is still reduced?

Roland said: "The main planes under the Great Administrator are of course fine, but the entire void is not just main planes. Many small planes have only 30,000 to 50,000, hundreds of thousands, or even 7,000 to 8,000 people. Many of these small planes have become hells, unable to buy food, and almost ate everything they could eat."

Gris asked suspiciously: "These small planes shouldn't grow food, right? For example, the Giant Crystal Plane, where is the place to grow things? Food is all purchased from outside, right? The main plane is not reduced, they just continue to buy it."

Anthony shook his head with a solemn face: "Can't buy it. In this situation, all main planes will definitely tighten food exports. I considered this point, so I let Roland sell food everywhere. I didn't expect to be eyed. It seems that food is indeed scarce enough to make god-level mercenary groups jealous."

Silver Coin said: "It's not necessarily that god-level mercenary groups are jealous, but the forces that can invite Black Rope, the jealous forces will not be small. What should we do now?"

Gris scratched his head: "It feels a bit strange. Listening to you say that god-level mercenaries are very powerful, but they were just chased away in a mess by us. With this level, just catch wild mourning."

Anthony rolled his eyes: "You try to remove the lord, only count us, okay, we are now facing a god-level mercenary group and the forces behind him, the lord has no time to take action, you come up with a plan."

Gris shrank his head and laughed awkwardly: "Then what plan do you have?"

Anthony spread his hands: "Didn't the Great Administrator ask us to spread faith? When is it easiest to spread faith? A year of disaster, isn't it now? It's really fate's arrangement."

"Damn, what fate's arrangement, do you call fate? It's clearly arranged by you." Gris was angry.