Chapter 602: Dyed with the Color of Sean
The Lord's room in the Thane dungeon.
"The Warrior Country is green."
Gong Qiying stood at the edge of the altar, staring at the dyed world map in front of him.
The entire Blackrock City was dyed with the green color represented by his Sen Dungeon, which meant that he had completely occupied the city. The lime color represented by the Stonehenge Dungeon was so light that it could not be seen.
However, the city lord Pantheon himself didn't seem to care about it.
Outside of Blackrock City, because the Sen Dungeon is already well-known in the Warrior Kingdom, coupled with Temud's large-scale scattering of battle festival photo stones, it has now completely ignited people's impression of the Sen Dungeon.
The colors represented by other dungeons in the Warrior Kingdom still exist, but their colors are covered with a layer of light green, which is still eroding the colors of other dungeons.
The Thane Underground City has left a deep impression on people across the country.
"Everywhere I go, everything turns green. Why do I feel like Nurgle?"
After complaining a little about why his representative color was green, Gong Qiying closed the world map contentedly.
He felt a little shy when he thought about how people in the Warrior Kingdom were always mentioning the name of Sen Dungeon.
"I have sent the Battle Ceremony Stone to Pantheon and Murdin, but they still haven't replied. I don't know what their reaction will be."
“I wonder if this incident will be enough to give their persistent warrior spirit a second lease of life.”
"However, after the battle festival is over, I have finally established myself here. I don't need to keep an eye on this place all the time anymore. I can relax now."
Gong Qiying felt mentally exhausted for the first time in a long time. He had been busy these days in order to prepare a good battle festival for the adventurers.
As far as the results are concerned, everything is good.
"Go get some sleep, get some sleep first."
He lay on the altar, and by now his body had become familiar with the hard bed.
But at this moment, an envelope suddenly came from the altar and covered his face.
"Who is it, sending me a letter at this time?"
Gong Qiying tore off the envelope and suddenly frowned when he saw it clearly.
"I've never seen a color like this before. Has there ever been a dungeon with emerald green as its representative color?"
"Let me see the name"
"Cangyin Underground City?"
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When the suddenly appearing mad dragon was driven away and the imperial capital gradually recovered from the chaos.
News came out that the war festival was postponed.
"It is said that the important offerings used to worship the heroic spirits of the ancestors at the end of the festival were damaged by the roar of the mad dragon. They are now undergoing emergency repairs, right?"
"I really don't know how long it will take to repair it. Such a big accident happened during this war festival. Will the country be in turmoil in the next few years?"
"Did you all see the mad dragon? It looks much scarier than my soldier brother's description. Is it really that big? It's as big as the entire palace."
"These things are entrenched at the border. Now I don't hate those people who come to the border to seek refuge at all. I will donate some money to them tomorrow."
The Mad Dragon left a deep impression on people with its powerful strength and overly huge appearance.
Previously, this guy only operated on the border, and people in the imperial capital only heard about him from hearsay. No one except the army cared about him.
But today, after actually seeing the appearance and power of the Mad Dragon in real life, the attitude of the people in the imperial capital took a 180-degree turn. They began to strongly call on the country's soldiers to fight and kill the Mad Dragon as soon as possible, or rush to other countries!
This means you don't feel pain when the slap doesn't hit your body.
In addition to the calls for the expedition against the mad dragon, attention to another matter was rising steadily in the imperial capital.
Of course it was the pigeon. No, it was the photo stone brought by the pigeon.
That is the content of the [Battle Festival].
It turned out that while they were paying attention to the war festival, there was a group of people participating in an epic battle in the dungeon.
Not only that, but the fight was also exciting!
And the video recording level is also very high!
For the residents of the Warrior Kingdom who have written battle watching into the underlying code, such exciting live battle scenes are like blood therapy to the Yharnam people, delicious rocks to the Gulon people, and stews to big stomachs, and they cannot be refused!
Thus, the search for the stone that stores the images of the battle festival began.
Because of the mad dragon, the pigeons were killed by the roar before they could scatter the image stones all over the city. Flocks of pigeons fell in the city and were picked up and collected by various people. Some people with ulterior motives began to purchase them from these people at high prices.
Now, as the battle festival unfolds, people want to catch a glimpse of the battle festival and begin searching the city for the pigeons. As a result, photo stones pushed out by interested parties have appeared on the black market, and each stone is sold for hundreds of gold coins. This is a way of taking advantage of people who want to follow the drama.
Even people in the capital who have some spare money can't help but look embarrassed when faced with such a high price, but there are still people who actually buy it.
Everyone who was interested would be overjoyed, but he didn't have time to be happy for long.
A large number of battle festival photo stones suddenly appeared online, and they were not sold on the black market, but on official and genuine channels!
The price is only ten gold coins, and it also supports low-cost rental!
It’s a shame, the people in the black market are at a loss.
Overnight, flocks of pigeons spreading Photo Stones appeared in every major city in the Warrior Kingdom.
In the image stores in cities that have a good response to the image, the photo stones named "Battle Festival" are put on the shelves. Although they will be sold out quickly, they will be restocked soon. The supply is endless, as if there are factories running at full capacity now.
Thanks to this, almost everyone in the country can watch the video of the battle festival!
It was when the image was further promoted that people finally found out which force was promoting it.
It’s the third prince Temud!
People's evaluation of his behavior is.
Well done, keep up the good work!
It can be seen that Temud's move is deeply popular.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, it's sold out!"
The guard ran into Temud's residence and reported in an inevitably excited tone.
Temud didn't seem to be surprised at all. He nodded calmly and said:
"It's all because the video content is attractive enough. Without good content to support it, people would just blame me for dirtying their clothes with flying pigeons."
"No one dares to speak to you like that," the guard chuckled, then asked, "Your Highness, what should we do next?"
His eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Temud. As he could follow the Third Prince, he must be an iron-blooded traditionalist. He also had a great time in the battle festival and experienced the long-lost warrior spirit.
Now that they saw that people from outside were also so welcoming to the battle festival, the guards couldn't help but have other thoughts in their minds, such as taking this opportunity to let the traditionalists turn the tables and give the reformists a slap in the face!
Your Highness must have an ingenious follow-up plan, right? He stared at Temud with shining eyes.
"Just do nothing for now," said Temood.
"Okay, you are worthy of being my prince. I will go and wait for you to say something."
The guard looked surprised. Did he just hear the words "do nothing"?
Temud was amused by his appearance and said:
"We have just distributed the photo stones and people have only just started to look at them. What else can we do? It is not good to rush things."
"Ah, what about after everyone has seen it?" The guard blinked.
"Then there's no need to take action."
Temud also blinked his eyes and said:
"After people have watched the video, they have already had some emotional reactions to it. We cannot control what they think, but we have fully expressed our meaning in the video."
"So we don't need to do anything else. We just need to wait until the seeds sprout, break through the soil, and grow towards the sky."
A confident and peaceful expression appeared on Temud's face. He hadn't felt so comfortable for a long time.
It was as if all the anger in his body had been splashed out along with the blood in the battle ceremony. Now he felt extremely peaceful and felt that he could think calmly no matter what happened.
“.”
The guard looked at him a few more times and whispered, "Your Highness, Wen Zouzou's words are more suitable for His Highness Lan Le. You are a little bit out of place."
"roll."
Temud only said one sentence, expressing his opinion simply and directly.
The guard immediately left with a grin on his face. He felt reassured from Temud's words and actions.
Just as he turned around and had no time to leave, Temud said again: "Wait, I have a special task for you. Help me deliver something."
He handed over the carefully wrapped photo stone and said, "Give this gift to Princess Celina of the Kingdom of Anor."
The guard immediately looked at Temud in surprise and said in disbelief: "Your Highness, are you ready to propose marriage?!"
"Bullshit, who would propose to her?" Temood rejected it outright. "I was just showing off. Didn't she think the story I made up was boring? Now I have a wonderful personal experience. If we meet again in the future, I will use this experience to shut her up!"
"You are really obsessed with winning or losing in strange places."
The guard left Temood's mansion while complaining.
Temood leaned back in his chair. As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of the battle festival that day would appear in his mind, and he couldn't even fall asleep.
He rubbed his dark circles, and seeing that there was no one around, he suddenly smiled as exaggeratedly as if he had drunk the soup of the century, and murmured softly:
"Hey, I must have looked so cool when I rushed towards Latan and blew myself up that day. Everyone could see my heroic figure."
"My dear brother, what are you laughing at?"
A teasing voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. He hurriedly put away his smile and looked over, glaring:
"Lan Le? Why are you here? War Festival?"
“That kind of thing is no longer needed.”
The person who came was Lan Le.
This guy is so quick to come back to Blackrock City so soon.
He smiled kindly and said:
"Brother, can you tell me about the battle festival?"
"I also want to attend it myself."
(End of this chapter)
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