Duolai looked at the corridor in front of him and said slowly without hiding anything, "This is a level 7 golden corpse that I got from a ruin. It is currently used together with my clone. Although it can be used alone, it is not very convenient to operate. Therefore, the golden corpse can also be regarded as my clone."
Although Westling had heard the news, he was slightly shocked when it was actually confirmed.
No wonder the head of the family said a few days ago that Dolai now urgently wants a territory. It turns out that he really has the power to suppress.
He looked at the golden corpse carefully and felt a little puzzled.
When the golden corpse does not emit any aura, nothing can be seen from the surface, and it is impossible to associate it with a level seven fighter.
It’s amazing, it’s amazing. The world of wizards is just difficult to understand.
He coughed and said, "I really envy you. You are only level 5, but you can control a level 7 golden corpse. No one in the entire Watsonburg can do this."
Dolai said, "It was just a coincidence for me."
Westlin raised his head and looked ahead, thinking, "Although the highest combat power in this world is level nine, that only appears once every few thousand years and is distributed among various races. There are not many in the whole world. Level eight combat power is also quite rare. Take our northwest for example, there is only one, and he is in seclusion all year round. There are only seven or eight level eights in the empire, so level seven combat power is the daily peak state. You now have level seven combat power. In Watsonburg, you are considered a top family."
"This is incredible. I just realized that my vision as a father is really not as good as my daughter's."
When Duolai heard this, he was originally confident, but then he blushed and said with a smile, "Father-in-law, what are you talking about? Mine is not yours."
Westlin chuckled, and suddenly became cheerful. He said, "That's right. We are family, so we don't have to talk about different things. This time I came back for something related to your territory, and there is an important matter that needs you to do. Let's go in and talk in detail."
Duolai nodded. The affairs of the territory were naturally a big deal.
After walking through the front yard, the middle yard, and the back yard, Dolai soon entered a hall, where he saw Lord Dairuleide.
To his surprise, Alan and another vice president of the Glory Wizard Guild were also there.
He had only met this vice president once and rarely saw him. He only knew that he was a vice president known for his mystery, and that he was in charge of intelligence and was very powerful.
He was a little confused. What was the meaning of today? A matter of a territory had attracted the heads of the three systems of military, politics and witchcraft.
Daruled, Allen, and the man in black who was looking at Dole at the same time and then looking at the man behind Dole were slightly startled at this moment.
The news just now has come that the man in black is Dolai's clone, and his identity as the golden corpse has shocked everyone at this moment.
However, although they were shocked, they did not show it.
As the host, Daluleid waved his hand and said with a smile, "Sit down."
There are two main seats in the living room, which are at the innermost part, one on the left and one on the right. The other seats are placed facing each other, at right angles to the host seat, and in two rows.
Daruled sat on the left of the main seat, while Allen sat on the right, and the vice-president was the first seat in the row on the right.
Westling saw Allen and bowed slightly, "Greetings, Lord Allen." Then he sat down in the first seat on the left.
Seeing this, Dole bowed slightly to everyone and sat next to Westlin. Behind him, the golden corpse stood steadily.
When Alan saw this, he frowned slightly, but quickly calmed down.
They seem to be a family now, not members of their Wizarding Union.
The vice president looked surprised at this time.
Dolai didn't care about these. He ignored Alan and looked at Daluleid and said slowly, "Uncle, what's going on?"
Darulaide nodded and said, "I called you here to discuss this matter. The Third Prince has already promised to give you the territory. Although his current advantage is average, he will definitely not want the territory in the future. It is appropriate to give it to you now. However, although he gives you the territory, he will not be responsible for other matters."
When Dolai heard this, he heaved a long sigh of relief and smiled, "I don't expect him to be responsible for anything. As long as the documents come down and the territory is allocated to me, I can do it myself."
When everyone heard this, they all looked at the man in black behind Dolai and were shocked.
Daruleid looked at Duolai and said earnestly, "We know that you have a seventh-level combat capability and a wizard tower, so you have no shortage of combat capability. However, it is not easy to run a territory. You cannot lack personnel or resources. The money, manpower and material resources required to build a new territory are not a small amount. You came from Watts City, so you should know the difficulty of building the new city of Watts."
Dole nodded, but that was the least of his worries.
He looked at Daluleid, then at Westling, and spoke slowly, "I will not consider these two factors for now. As for the management of the territory, my original intention was not to run it into a place like Watts City, but a completely private territory. I need the territory to improve my meditation method, so the territory is my personal territory and does not need too many people. I may build a city next to the territory, but the territory itself will only have me and Ashe, and my slaves."
This was the excuse he had planned. After all, within the range of the storm, there was no communication between the inside and the outside, so it was difficult to achieve connectivity. He could only be placed outside the storm. As long as someone was detrimental to the city, he could also use the storm to provide direct support.
Upon hearing this, Westling and Daruled looked at each other in bewilderment, as did Allen and the vice president. The urgent need for territory was actually related to meditation. What kind of meditation method was this guy practicing?
He used to practice the Fire Element Meditation Method. After selling the Fire Element Meditation Method in Watts City, he switched to a more powerful meditation method. However, up to now, only people knew that it was related to storms, and no one knew the specific situation.
It’s a bit exaggerated that he needs a territory just to improve his meditation method.
Allen looked at Dolai, then groaned and said, "Dolai, you said you needed a territory because of meditation. Can you tell me more about it?"
Dolai looked at Alan and smiled faintly, "There's nothing much to say. My meditation method is related to storms. I need to form a storm field to constantly observe and speculate. The more complete and real the storm is, the faster my meditation method will progress. Now I have cultivated to the peak of the seventh level. I only need one step to enter the eighth level. By then, I can officially enter the sixth level, or even the seventh level."