Chapter 88 The Surrender of Engineering Rats

As the big guy raised his hand and fired two heavy artillery shots to kill himself, the Iron Tooth Tribe perfectly demonstrated what it meant to be defeated like a landslide.

The mole people who came out of the hatch surrendered decisively and immediately gave away the guy who instigated them to ride this thing out to cause trouble.

"Demon, Demon Lord! We were forced!"

There was panic on Gabang's face. He then glared angrily at the gear mechanism not far away, pointing there and shouting.

"It's all those guys! They were hiding there watching the fun! They sent Gabang over here to die!"

"That's right! We were all forced to come here!"

Bangbang's head nodded like pounding garlic, and his short and fat body tried to squeeze out from behind Gabang, but he underestimated his waistline and got stuck on the round hatch together with Gabang who was squeezed in front of him.

“Get out of the way!”

"You give way first!"

"%￥#@!"

Watching the two moles getting pinched, Sarah turned her head to look at Luo Yan, shook the dagger in her hand, and asked with her eyes whether she needed to do it herself.

Luo Yan shook his head expressionlessly, then turned his gaze to the gears not far away and raised the magic wand in his hand.

A rat hiding in the tunnel.

What spell should I use? Before Luo Yan could figure out what spell to use, the moles hiding behind the gears panicked and slid out one by one.

"Don't! Don't kill me!"

"I, I, I am innocent!"

"Me too!"

"I surrender!"

"Demon, please spare your life, Lord Demon King!"

"Woo woo woo, we were also forced..."

"My Lord, I have a litter of children to raise..."

Feeling annoyed by the chattering sound, Luo Yan impatiently threw an ice cone and smashed it at their feet.

"That's enough. Shut up! Or I can cut your numbers down."

"Alas!!!"

Looking at the frozen floor, the mole people instantly shut their mouths and huddled together in the corner, just like groundhogs driven into the corner.

Seeing that the little guys had calmed down, Luo Yan nodded approvingly and continued to ask.

"Very good, now I will ask you questions and you will answer them... First of all, how did you know that I am the Demon King?"

A dozen or so mole people looked at each other and encouraged each other to speak first, but after discussing for a long time, they still couldn't agree on a representative.

Luo Yan coughed impatiently.

The moles were so frightened when they heard the cough that they no longer cared about being humble and started talking at once.

"You, you know necromancy..."

"There is no one in the entire maze who looks more like a demon king than you!"

“That’s right!”

"And that evil temperament!"

"It's simply the Devil King! No, the Devil King!"

A group of mole people started to flatter the emperor again, and although each one was more aggressive than the other, none of them hit the mark at all.

Luo Yan looked at them impatiently as they made noise and continued.

"Since you know who I am, why don't you come out and see me?"

The Mole Men trembled and screamed.

"I, we dare not..."

"We came here because we heard that the demon king here was dead..."

"If we knew you were still alive... Pah! If we knew you were here, we would never dare to offend your majesty."

Hearing the interesting information, Luo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You? How many of you are there?"

One of the Mole Men swallowed and spoke in an uncertain voice.

"One thousand... No, maybe ten thousand?!"

Apparently no one had counted them carefully, so he didn't even know how many moles there were in his tribe.

Octo and Bond looked at the group of little guys expressionlessly, while Sarah's attention was completely attracted by the tails running around.

Thinking of the taste of the roasted tail, she couldn't help swallowing.

As if they felt the malicious gaze, the mole people were frightened and made creaking sounds.

That was the sound of front teeth chattering.

When these guys finally stopped their chattering, Luo Yan looked at the three moles closest to him and continued to ask patiently.

"Who among you is Zhuangzhuang?"

He couldn't remember the other two names, so he just remembered this easy one.

“I, I am…”

A skinny mole crawled out timidly. He was a little taller than the little devil, but looked even less courageous than Missy.

Luo Yan stared into those frightened eyes and continued to ask.

"Who is your leader? What is his name? What is your tribe called and where is it located?"

This question stumped him. He hesitated for a long time before he could utter a complete sentence.

"Boss? We don't have a boss... Oh, right! The Council! The Thirteen Fangs Council is the boss of the Iron Fang Tribe!"

parliament?

Is it imitating a dwarf?

Luo Yan seemed to have seen in the textbook that some dwarves and goblins in the Wanren Mountains seemed to practice a parliamentary system.

Considering that these moles most likely migrated from the Wanren Mountains, and might have once been slaves of dwarves or goblins, this is most likely some kind of cosplay.

"So where do you usually hold meetings?"

Zhuangzhuang said nervously.

"Right, right behind this hall... Sir. Including our tribe, everyone is behind it!"

Luo Yan pointed the road ahead with his magic wand.

"Lead the way."

“Yes, yes…”

Zhuangzhuang responded timidly and walked tremblingly to lead the way. He had not taken two steps when he was almost frightened by a sound from behind and fell.

"Listen up, little mouse, if you dare to play any tricks...I will make you regret coming into this world."

This sentence may not have much deterrent effect coming from other people's mouths, but it is given a completely different meaning when it comes from the mouth of the necromancer.

Zhuangzhuang did not dare to delay. He screamed and ran forward using all four limbs.

"yes--!"

Luo Yan then looked at the other moles and pointed the wand in his hand at Zhuangzhuang's back.

"You follow behind him."

"If he takes the wrong path, remember to warn him."

The mole people responded with sharp cries and quickly caught up with Zhuangzhuang.

"yes!!!"

…

Behind the Mechanical Temple is another empty hall.

However, unlike the previous mechanical temple, there are not so many complicated and strange parts here, nor are there mountains of garbage. Instead, there are rows of densely packed metal shacks crowded in the open space of the hall, like the shelves of a logistics company.

It's obvious.

The platforms and partitions that were originally located in this area were removed, and these metal shacks were made of those materials.

These moles are like locusts, leaving a mess wherever they go.

If the Shadow Weavers were just digging holes on the edge of the maze and building illegal structures, then these guys were doing exactly the work of a decoration team, dismantling all the hard and soft furnishings in the maze without thinking, and then replacing them with their own style.

Luo Yan originally thought that this was some kind of breeding farm, but after asking, he found out that this was actually the gathering place of these mole people.

Tens of thousands of mole people eat, drink, defecate and urinate here.

It was crowded, chaotic, and there was no order at all...even the rats in the North Peak Mine didn't live as shabbily as they did.

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The moles living high up would throw food scraps and feces down below. When the metal shacks below were submerged in feces, the moles below would run up to build new houses, repeating the cycle day after day... until their feces buried their former neighbors upstairs.

Although the environment here is cramped, it does not make them feel crowded. Instead, it provides them with an unparalleled sense of security.

However, on the other hand, this kind of order and sense of security of feeding each other's shit is probably something that only these mole people themselves can tolerate.

Just as Luo Yan expected.

The idea of ​​a parliament might be just right for the dwarves, but it was too advanced for these imitative mole-people.

Even when they were at the critical moment of life and death, no one who was capable of taking responsibility stepped forward.

People around were either there to watch the show or to show the way.

The stinking smell made Sarah frown involuntarily, and she leaned closer to Luo Yan's back... because only there was a fragrant smell.

Luo Yan stopped moving forward.

Because he couldn't help but start to wonder if there was still a need to do this.

Zhuangzhuang, who was crawling in front, stopped, looked back tremblingly and said to Luo Yan.

"The parliament... is just in front, Lord Demon, are you sure you want to go there? I don't remember if there was a meeting there today... maybe it's empty."

Just as he stopped, a number of mole heads popped out from the shadows under the shack, looking nervously at the four intruders in front of them.

Just like the little guys that came out from under the gears, they were all helpless in the face of the intruders and had no idea what to do.

Looking at the rows of densely packed "hamster cages" and those frightened little heads, Luo Yan finally gave up the idea of ​​going deeper and instead spoke slowly in a majestic voice.

“No need.”

"When I got here, they still hadn't appeared yet. That means their existence itself was a mistake. There was no need for them to appear in front of me anymore."

The cold voice made Zhuangzhuang's heart tremble, his hands and feet turned cold, and he closed his mouth in silence, not daring to say another word.

Luo Yan paused for a moment, raised the wand in his hand to infuse magic power into his voice, and then slowly spoke to the settlement in front of him.

“I was amazed when I stepped in here.”

There was no ups and downs in the plain voice, and the moles who were watching quietly on the side had no idea what he wanted to do and could only continue to watch curiously.

Seeing that more and more eyes were focused on him, Luo Yan no longer spoke politely to these guys and continued speaking in a cold tone.

"I'm surprised."

"I'm amazed at how a bunch of stinky rats have turned my maze into this ugly, smelly mess in just a few months!"

That majestic voice was like a cold winter wind, blowing mercilessly on the faces of every Mole Man.

The biting cold seemed to blow deep into the bones of every Mole Man, and deeply hurt their hearts.

fear.

anger.

Yet indifferent.

This is how these guys reacted.

They were angry about being treated as rats, but they didn't have the courage to resist and could only tremble with their heads down.

Intimidation

This is the most concise way to deal with these cowards.

In other words, this is the best way to tame them.

Luo Yan glanced around.

As expected, everyone whose eyes met his lowered their heads in submission, afraid to meet his gaze even for a second.

With a faint smile on his lips, Luo Yan announced the end of the Iron Tooth Tribe in a majestic voice, like a real villain.

"You probably haven't figured out the situation yet, so let me explain it to you now."

"This is Hell's territory, and you are the intruders who have taken over its nest. Not only have you made a mess of this place, but you have also dismantled the parts that should have played a greater role and turned them into scraps, making those ridiculous garbage that you are so proud of!"

"I'm not interested in talking nonsense with you. You only have two choices - surrender or die."

"I'll only give you ten seconds."

At the same time as the words fell, the wand in Luo Yan's hand flashed with a faint green light, and that pure evil seemed to come from the deepest part of hell.

Seeing that the Demon King was about to cast his evil undead magic, all the mole people panicked and let out chirping cries of fear.

Faced with the threat of death, someone finally reacted. He jumped out of the rat group and crawled on the ground, screaming and shouting loudly.

"Long live the Demon King!"

Seeing someone take the lead, the moles huddled in the tin shacks followed suit, crawling out of their homes one after another and bowing their heads to the ground in panic.

"Long live the Lord Demon! Long live the Lord Demon! Long live Hell!"

"Iron, the Ironfang tribe will always be loyal to you! They will always submit to you!"

"From now on you are our lord! We will follow in your footsteps until death!"

A flurry of voices echoed in the spacious hall. From the panicked shouting, Luo Yan could feel the fear deep in their hearts.

That's enough.

Luo Yan didn't really intend to kill them all after all. Even before he came here, he had already thought of how they could be used.

Following the construction team of the Shadow Weavers, the cemetery will have several more skilled decoration teams and skilled craftsmen who are good at carving inscriptions.

Compared to the difficult-to-discipline rat people, the mole people are still worth training.

"very good."

Facing the mole people who bowed their heads in submission, Luo Yan nodded with satisfaction and extinguished the dim green light at the tip of his wand.

"From today on, I declare the Thirteen Fangs Parliament dissolved. A new parliament has been established, and the members are those rats..."

As he spoke, Luo Yan looked at the little mice that were shivering behind Zhuang Zhuang, and then turned his gaze to Zhuang Zhuang.

"As for you, from now on you will be the chief of the Ironfang Tribe and the leader of these little guys."

Zhuangzhuang looked at Luo Yan in astonishment. He had no time to be surprised at the appointment by this adult. He kowtowed quickly and accepted the order.

"As you command, my lord! Zhuangzhuang will definitely live up to your expectations and discipline these little guys until they are obedient."

All the moles surrounding it looked at this lucky little guy with envy and jealousy, including the "former congressmen" hiding among the rats, with naked gleams in their eyes.

The moles who had previously squeezed him out of the rat colony were now eager to rush forward, tear him to pieces, and replace him.

However, precisely because of this, the little guy named Zhuangzhuang performed even harder, and his furry head was almost bleeding from rubbing it on the ground.

Looking at the little guy who was trying hard to show his loyalty, Luo Yan nodded approvingly, and then threw out the last words.

"I hope your loyalty is more than just words."

"If you have any second thoughts, I will make you deeply understand... what it means that even death is a luxury."

(End of this chapter)