It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1396 Enemy attack! The Glorious Holy See is coming!!! (Monthly ticket adds 13 more updates)
Chapter 1396 Enemy attack! The Glorious Holy See is coming!!! (Monthly ticket adds 13 more updates)
Do you want to reveal the news to the Glory Holy See?
This thought only passed through the mind of Archmage Heins for a moment, and then disappeared into the land of nothingness along with those whistling and flying ghosts.
Bah, he is just a necromancer, and he is a magician who has just advanced to level 19 and is on his way to becoming a half-legend or even a legend.
Should the elves be tied to the parliamentary chariot, and how to tie them up? This kind of thing should be left to the review committee members who are stuck at level 14 to have a headache, quarrel, and come up with a plan;
Then, let those legendary bosses with endless lives make the decision!
Your own brain, energy and attention should not be spent even for a second on such intrigues!
Therefore, Archmage Heins just mentioned this lightly while communicating with the local people. And just such a sentence caused an uproar in the Tower of Babel in Nevis.
"Tell the news? That's for sure!" Crystal Farmer, a member of the Jury Committee of the Pandora's Control Department, was very excited. She leaned forward on her elbows and her eyebrows almost flew out of her forehead:
"The elves have so many legends! There are so many spellcasters! If the Holy See of Radiance offends them and makes them angry, the elves will go out in force, huh..."
"You also know that the elves have so many legends." Opposite her, the member of the prophecy department was covered in black robes. He wished he could even cover his eyes, and only revealed his cold gaze from the gap in the veil:
"Telling the news, do you think that the elves will never find out that we did it, or will they not pursue it if they find out? Do you think that their prophecy is not strong enough to find out who is doing it?"
"Just do it cleaner..."
"Everything has been done, there must be traces." On the other side of the long table, a member of the Department of Protection folded his hands in front of his chest and said coldly:
"Don't think that just because you can beat around the bush and push it to businessmen, adventurers, and natives, you can get away with it. We are smart, and others are not fools!"
"But this opportunity..."
"This must not be done like this!" Councilor Alice Utzman of the Department of Plasticity frowned:
"There are two legends of our school on Elf Island! They sold the news without any communication in advance. What will the Lord of Thunder think and what will the Crown of the Sun think?"
"There's also Little Grete, he's also on Elf Island!" The necromancy review committee member quickly joined in:
"If those elves fall out, the two legends will have no problem protecting themselves, but Little Gretel is different! Even for his safety, we cannot act without authorization!"
The other seven magicians were all staring at him. Especially the one from the plasticity department. One after another, the snowflake-like patterns on the dark blue magic robe were faintly stirring, almost as if the ice blades were flying out:
Don’t we know about little Gretel’s safety? Don’t we care? Do you need to be jumping around like this?
——No matter how loud the Plague Lord is, he is not from your Black Crow Swamp!
However, if the information cannot be disclosed, there must be other backup plans. The jury member from the illusion department remained silent for a long time, and then asked softly:
"We don't want to reveal the information. Can the Glory Holy See find the secret realm of elves?"
This question caused the whole table to fall silent. After a while, the change review committee member whispered:
"It is possible to find it... around the Elf Secret Realm, or around the rain forest, you can directly reach out to the Governor's Region of Pellu in the west, the Governor's Region of Storm Islands in the north, and the Governor's Region of New Granada in the east...
"
Moreover, it is hard to say that in the Silver River Viceroyalty at the southernmost tip of the New World, there are no merchants or adventurers wandering around the rainforest.
In such a large rainforest, the trade between the indigenous tribes and outsiders has never stopped.
"But it may take ten years, it may take twenty years, or it may take longer." The member of the Necromancer Department added coldly:
"The elves will not let the natives enter the secret realm. If we expect something to accidentally leak out of the secret realm, it is better to expect them to ask the oracle directly. - By the way, is the oracle of the Lord of Glory accurate?"
It seems to be somewhat accurate within the scope of the Old World. Whether it is accurate in the New World is a matter of debate.
——It seems that the so-called oracle is a bit like an automatic calculation based on what the believer sees and hears. Where the believer can't see, hear, or walk, God's gaze can't be seen?
"Isn't that great?" The jury member of the Conjuration Department smiled slightly:
"I saw the information two days ago, and it seems that they are fighting for the mineral deposits of Brolin Kingdom. Let them fight, let them work hard, just to have some hope and hang on for dear life, in order to consume their strength!
"
"What if they find it quickly?"
"It's useless to find it." Commissioner Alice of the Plasticity Department snorted coldly from her nose. She is the ice branch, not the flame or thunder branch, and those high-precision research on atoms and the like are not her turn.
——
Even so, she had carefully read and studied every paper written by the Lord of Thunder and every paper written by his disciples.
Although most of them were half-understood and she knew every word, and then nothing happened, she could at least understand a little bit:
Atomic research is not that simple, or in other words, it is very difficult, and the threshold is very high. Moreover, if you don’t understand the theoretical research, you can go directly to the experiment...
Well, when we enter the experiment here, there is an indigenous sun god who is holding on, his body is immortal, and he can withstand the explosion;
The Holy See of Glory is conducting experiments, what are they going to do? Directly invite the Lord of Glory down?
Also, where to do the experiment? Under the jurisdiction of the Glorious Holy See, in the Old World itself, there is no Gobi desert with a radius of several hundred kilometers!
Either, go to the wilderness for experiments, and then be chased and chopped down by barbarians; or, go south across the sea, go to the desert near the Orc Kingdom for experiments, and see if the Orc Kingdom will chop you down?
Or go to a different space to do experiments? Although this is a method, there will always be some subtle differences between the experiments done in the different space and the local ones...
"Let's just keep an eye on the progress over there and release the results slowly." A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she spoke in an unhurried voice:
"As for the papers we have here, those that have not been published publicly will be published one at a time. For these papers, they may not be able to verify them, right?"
"We have already collected more than ten related papers..." the member of the Change Department added weakly.
The Lord of Thunder, your Excellency the [Time and Space Barrier] of the protection department, and your Excellency [Jade Crown] of the transformation department, have collaborated to study those ores, and have written more than ten papers. One paper is published every year...
Hey, in ten years, can the progress of the Holy See reach half the level of detonating the giant mushroom?
"So, don't be anxious, no~~~ don't be anxious. Time is on our side." At the head of the long table, the review committee member of the protection department said with a smile:
"This year, we have a new legend, and in the next ten years, we may have more legends.
We have a new continent, a larger population, and more allies. One day, we will have the strength to fight head-on..."
The matter was settled like that. After reporting it to the legends, Ms. Helena of [Song of Deep Blue] stationed at the Tower of Babel glanced at it and hummed softly:
"You still have some brains and haven't been dazzled by the immediate benefits. Hum, Christine is on Elf Island. If this causes him to quarrel with the Elf Princess..."
The name of the Lord of Thunder is not for nothing. A bolt of lightning killed eight committee members and also wiped out the floor where the jury was located!
There is the Lord of Thunder, the newly promoted [Crown of the Sun] Balbo Legend, and little Gretel here. If we can build relationships in the right way, why do we have to use our brains in every possible way!
The decision of the review committee passed through transoceanic radio waves and reached Archmage Haines. The Archmage shrugged his shoulders comfortably:
"Don't sell information... That's good, no, that's great. It saves me the worry... Well, do you want to tell Viracocha, the sun god, to ban the indigenous people from mining in the rainforest? No, no, no, it's better not to do it.
Superfluous things..."
Archmage Heins happily immersed himself in the research. In the Kingdom of the Sun, there are so many mummies, so many mummies of the past kings - so many mummies with the blood of the Sun God, waiting for him to be lucky!
The magical power in the blood, the combination of the power of the sun and the power of death, is so fascinating! How interesting is the change of the golden light in the chromosomes when it is activated again by the power of nature!
Who has time to take care of the complicated and delicate intelligence work?
Archmage Heins studied hard, and he had no idea whether one month, two months, or half a year had passed. Until his experimental assistant, who was also his disciple, reminded him:
"Teacher, we are going to the Elf Forest to get ore again... Should you go this time, or should I go for you?"
"...I'd better go." Archmage Heins hesitated for a moment, but even though he was reluctant to part with it, he decided to be more careful.
A level 14 magician piloting an airship has a different safety factor than a level 19 magician piloting an airship, and the courtesy received in the Elf Forest is also different.
The former may need someone to guide the way and float slowly outside the secret realm for dozens of days. The latter, even if the elves give them a few blank looks, at least they won't be too left out. They can go straight to the center, dig the mines and leave!
The airship quickly passed over the plateau, passing between the snowy peaks, rising, falling, and bumping. When it left the plateau and rode the wind down, with green everywhere in sight, Archmage Heins sighed happily:
"ah……"
Although he is a necromancer, he can still perceive the beauty of the world. This gentle green stretches to the horizon, which is really refreshing...
"boom!!!"
The sky shook and the earth shook, the airship jolted violently, and was about to explode in the next moment.