Su Yue took advantage of this time to start drawing pets.
The 5 free attribute points obtained from the previously acquired defeated troops have been allocated.
The remaining item is "1 random pet".
Hopefully, we won't get another Tier 1 Coyote.
That was what Su Yue originally thought.
"Congratulations, player, you have drawn a random pet: Gregory Samsa, a Tier 1 beetle."
A grayish-black, humanoid beetle with complex segmented limbs lay motionless on the ground, not even uttering a sound. Its eyes were dull, as if it had suffered abuse. Its body was covered in white, fuzzy hairs that looked moldy, and its back was covered in sores. Thick yellow slime clung to the sores, making it look utterly repulsive.
But Su Yue stared at the guy in front of him in utter shock.
"The protagonist of 'The Metamorphosis,' the protagonist of Kafka's despairing world?"
"Gregory Samsa?"
He had barely finished speaking.
The huge black beetle, whose limbs were still moving, suddenly froze.
"Do...do you know me?"
He speaks human language.
Su Yue asked in astonishment, "Your father, mother, and your sister who longs to study at the music academy in the Austro-Hungarian capital?"
"!!!"
Black Beetle was so moved that he burst into tears... He actually knew him?
Su Yue said, "Europa, heal his injuries. This man will likely be of great use to our territory in the future!"
Europa doesn't find the repulsive beetle ugly at all. In the Sanctuary's worldview, light contrasts with darkness, and ugliness naturally highlights the existence of beauty; otherwise, the world wouldn't be binary. Heaven without hell would lose its reason for existence.
She smiled gently, her youthful charm captivating Su Yue's gaze.
This also changed Gregory's entire worldview.
Su Yue wasn't in a hurry about the pet rankings; nothing is perfect. He opened the player rankings in the Turin world.
"Ranking by Subordination: First Place: Mysterious Man (Dragon Kingdom)".
"Heroic Lord: First: Mysterious Man (Dragon Kingdom)".
Artifacts, territories, money, and resources—Su Yue still tops the list, quietly awaiting the month-long prize distribution.
He doesn't need to rush for now; he can wait until he gets a pet that's above level 5 within a month.
That's how you climb to the top of the pet rankings.
The moon still has imperfections.
And what about people?
“Gregory should be a talent… He’s the protagonist of a world of despair, I wonder if he can be promoted to a hero.”
He is now looking forward to Sleipnir's ascension to the eighth leg, to see if he can rival Odin's mount.
Su Yue pulled on the reins of Sleipnir's white horse, mounted it, and led the main force to prepare to return and attack the 120 knights.
Unexpectedly, Innsmouth scout Ragnar stepped forward and said, "My lord, 120 third-tier knights, and that rebel lord of Gwolf, Osborne Heywood, have surrendered to you."
"Oh? That shouldn't be the case?"
Su Yue clearly remembered that apart from the two griffins he had left behind, the rest of his forces numbered only close to 100. With the support of his and Europa's commanders, they could only delay 120 Tier 3 cavalrymen.
From a tactical point of view, it seems that they cannot defeat the opponent. Instead, they need to crush the 530-man elite Iron Spear Regiment of the rebels and then turn around.
"The goddess Idya has made her move."
"..."
...
On the other side of the battlefield, Osborn Heywood stared in horror at the mysterious, high-ranking octopus-faced creatures covered in slime and with wings on their backs.
The shapeless monsters were devouring the cavalrymen.
In the distance, an elegant noblewoman, her hair adorned with crimson nail polish, rode a red horse, transforming into a roaring sonic shockwave with unparalleled heroic grace!
“lw'naflh…”
Id Ya uttered the language of an evil god...
Like a tsunami, the sound waves emanated from his hero's position, forming a semi-circle... Osborne Heywood immediately felt an extreme pain. As a fifth-tier hero lord, he cried out in agony as he fell off his warhorse, his ears and vision becoming completely blurred and indistinct.
His surroundings were shrouded in darkness and chaos; the forest before him resembled an oil painting, coated with layers of eerie and distorted colors.
He clearly saw a fourth-rank adjutant, melting like a wax figure, kneeling on the ground in agony.
Kneel before that terrible lady lord.
"Please, forgive me...please, please forgive me!!"
A cavalryman beside him, seemingly unable to bear the strange and bizarre pupils and feeling the impact of despair, raised his silver-white knight's greatsword, about a meter wide, with both arms raised high, and the longsword pierced through his own chest with a "thud".
Fifty cavalrymen screamed and wailed. The reason for saying fifty cavalrymen was that Osborne Heywood could only see fifty surviving cavalrymen in his line of sight; the lives of the rest seemed to be shrouded in a transparent black membrane.
They all knelt on the ground, making a Y-shape.
Some of them grew fleshy buds and moss-like sea grapes on the seabed reefs, while others grew seaweed.
An evil substance, resembling seawater, formed in the air.
Once this substance appears...
It then surpassed the air.
It became a new form that dominated the surrounding environment, and even the physical matter was distorted by the red-horse-riding female lord. Through that image, they seemed to see a black white dwarf! A pitch-black, massive red planet, and a brilliant blue giant star.
A short time passed, but a long time had gone by. Id Ya looked at the troops scattered and collapsing in the dense forest.
"I haven't participated in this kind of battle for a long time."
The seventh-tier Star's retinue beside him.
In the language of the Cthulhu Mythos, he asked: "Mother Goddess, the enemy has been defeated. Shall we continue along the same path?"
Id Ya said, “Let’s proceed the way we came. We’ve already wasted a lot of time watching my beloved Su Yue’s offensive and strategic maneuvering. Let’s deal with the nearby enemies and forces, and while we’re at it, let’s bless the refugees and mortals in the surrounding area. Let’s complete their transformation.”
"yes."
Id Ya looked up at the sky, seemingly seeing through the wind and clouds.
It passed through the distorted reality barrier created by the evil god.
They saw the approach of Hastur, the Wind King.
Hastur, also known as "The Nameless One" and "Lord of the Deep Space," exists in his own domain, Lake Hari... When the lake trembles, it touches the hearts of traditional desert spice merchants, Hastur's followers, the Yellow Seals, and the inhabitants of Calxar.
The world will be swallowed up by yellow sand.
He was imprisoned by the Old Gods on the planet Zarya in the Pleiades. His octopus-like minions, with their sharp claws and tentacles, are absolute enemies of Cthulhu and Id Ya, and he even hunts down their daughter Khesar, who attempted to imprison them.
Against this backdrop.
Id Ya also longed for Su Yue's territory to develop rapidly and become a top-tier entity in the multiverse's material planes, helping them fight against the Wind King's pursuit.
...
"You have achieved a glorious victory, capturing 304 elite Tier 3 Steel Spear Infantry and 102 Tier 3 Imperial Knights. You have obtained: 520,000 gold coins, 402 sulfur ore, 1205 crystals, 402 Tier 3 weapons, and 329 Tier 3 armor pieces."
—"Because of Id Ya's intervention, 102 Tier 3 Imperial Cavalrymen have developed mental problems, with their sanity values approaching their limit."
Su Yue looked at the battle messages in the lord's log.
He exclaimed, "No wonder she's Cthulhu's wife."
The might of the former rulers, in a single encounter, defeated 120 elite Tier 3 Imperial cavalrymen. This brought them a large number of prisoners, and importantly, Su Yue accepted a force of 400 men.
He looked at Europa, the girl in white, and asked, "How much is our army's pay per week now?"
Europa asked, "Do we need to calculate the Scarlet Lady?"
Su Yue shook his head: "Id Ya doesn't count."
Europa: "Then we need to pay the two thousand soldiers about 60,000 gold coins every week... Your territory's tax is one-tenth, and the commercial tax is even higher, which Abraham is in charge of managing, but I don't know much about it. But the current military expenditure in the territory seems a bit too high."
"..."
Su Yue remained silent, referring to the military expenditure of 60,000 gold coins per week.
These Tier 3 units are indeed a bit too expensive.
But we can't just send them away, can we?
What if you don't give the other party the money?
It seems like that won't work either.
A new problem has been presented to Su Yue. He already has 500 soldiers, plus the 704 who surrendered earlier, and now 102 elite Tier 3 Imperial cavalrymen who have surrendered, plus 304 elite Tier 3 Steel Spear Legion soldiers.
Looking at this group of elite imperial troops, it was impossible for Su Yue not to be tempted.
But Europa said, "These Tier 3 Imperial troops consume the most military funds. This is partly due to the cost of armor maintenance, and partly because their status and position as Imperial elites far surpass those of ordinary civilians. It's essentially buying their lives... In this respect, my role in domestic affairs and the economy is not particularly prominent..."
Europa hesitated for a moment, then said, "Perhaps you should talk to Abraham."
"..."
Su Yue remained silent. Indeed, the angels of the Archangel's Sanctuary in Europe were sacred, holy, and majestic. Matters as mundane as military expenditures required dealing with Abraham, the great devil who would later dominate the religious and economic power of the Canaanite realm.
Only this sixth brother could provide him with a satisfactory solution for military spending.
"If all else fails, just wash your hands of it and dump the funds on Abraham? Isn't he the lord of the Silver Palace?"
Not far away, a cavalry scout from the human empire gazed into the distance.
"They're all...all wiped out!"
"The entire imperial rebel army was wiped out by that White Horse Lord?"
He was sent by Count Bartogol Rivers to make contact with Su Yue. This scout had golden hair and wore a gray-black armor. He was a fourth-rank noble cavalryman.
He shouted from afar, "Lord White Horse, please wait!"
"kindness?"
Su Yue, who was in a hurry to solve the military expenses of the Canaan territory and was having a headache because he only had 3,000 farmers to feed, spotted the figure of a noble cavalry scout.
Upon seeing that figure, Su Yue immediately understood.
The power of the human empire has also appeared on his entire chessboard.
In the current chessboard, the clans of the northern mountains of the Dwarven Empire, the rebels of the Human Empire, and the Human Empire's own faction have all taken center stage. Within their own territories, a tripartite division of power has emerged, forming the Holy See of Europa, the St. John's Order; the unique evil god culture of the Cthulhu Innsmouths; and the cult of demons of Abraham and the influence of the Abyss Lord "Lord of Darkness," Grazt.
In such a complex situation.
Su Yue was also unsure whether the Human Empire's attitude towards him was good or bad.
"Hopefully it won't be too bad."
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