So, Baal was literally forcing them to die.
Although they don’t know why Bal is so confident, they just can’t drive him away. He also provokes them every day, and the three beasts don’t have any better solution.
The Alps have been in a state of disarray lately, with rain every day.
Outside the wasteland, everything was peaceful. Apart from the occasional spies, there were no other changes.
Most of these spies are spies from the Empire, mysterious organizations, or assassin organizations. They are just investigating, and under the protection of the Dolai magic circle, they are basically just determining the location.
The eight wizard towers are divided into eight directions, representing eight different elements. In recent days, wizards have been absorbing elements crazily. Among them, the Thunder Tower is the easiest to absorb elements. After a heavy rain, thunder and lightning roared above the Thunder Tower, the light was brilliant, the sound of lightning continued, and lightning struck one after another, just like the end of the world.
But Leita didn't move at all. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying it. He was actually the first wizard tower to accumulate enough energy, while the other wizard towers were slower.
The entire camp is like an elemental black hole, accepting all elements and incorporating them all into the system of the Earth Fortress.
There are not many powerful creatures in the wasteland, and the more powerful creatures are still hundreds of miles away and cannot sense any movement here.
Dolai stayed here obediently for ten days and finally recovered some strength.
I put all my effort into refining the wizard tower in the past month, and also fought a battle with others. I was exhausted.
Ashe has been in charge of the situation these days, and she is doing a pretty good job, showing the potential to be a housekeeper.
As soon as Dole showed up, Ashe began to report on the work done over the past ten days, especially the requests for cooperation from all parties in Wassenburg.
Dolai listened to the story and felt a little surprised. He hadn't succeeded yet, but there were so many people looking for him to cooperate. You know, there were three level seven disaster-level monsters on Mount Albis, and there was also a ghost of an unknown level lurking there.
In addition to these, the entire wasteland is rampant with monsters, and there is no telling how many crises are hidden. Even if we occupy it now, there are still many things to do, such as surveying the terrain and designing roads and city locations. It will take several years to complete the task, and I don't have that many people. It all depends on myself and Ashe, and it will take even longer. To be honest, it's too early to talk about cooperation.
Besides, Morris and his team couldn't come over now. Even if they did, they would have to sell the potions they made. They could only stay in Watsonburg for now, and only come over after everything was settled here and the trade route was opened.
This won't work without a year or two.
It is indeed too early to talk about cooperation, but we can keep in touch and build up our relationship. If someone is willing to cooperate at a deeper level, we can ask them to help open up the route.
Dolai thought very clearly that he couldn't do it alone. Surveying, expelling monsters, building cities, setting routes, and maintaining roads were all impossible on his own. Without sufficient manpower, this was totally unacceptable. At that time, he would have to formulate some policies to attract ordinary people and migrate some people here.
Of course, this is all later talk. The first path before him now is to take over the entire Albis Mountains, expel or kill the level 7 monsters inside, and then form his own storm domain.
In the past, a level seven monster was like a towering, insurmountable mountain in front of him, but now, a level seven monster can even compete with him.
This is the strong confidence brought by one's own strong strength.
After ten days, except for the Thunder Tower, the energy of other wizard towers has only been half restored. It is estimated that it will take at least fifteen days before they can have definite combat effectiveness.
These ten days were very peaceful, with almost no one coming. The sneak attack and assault that Dole had expected did not come either. It seemed that the mysterious organization had given up on him.
Time slowly passed until September.
It rained a lot in August, and on September 1st, the rain still did not stop.
In the early morning, the wasteland was foggy, as if covered by a layer of clouds. Drops of rain fell slowly onto the deserted land.
At this time, Dolai woke up from his meditation, opened his eyes and looked straight ahead. His gaze passed through the wizard tower, through the ravine, and saw outside the valley.
At this moment, a transparent figure came through the air following the rain and headed straight towards him.
Dolai narrowed his eyes slightly. Is that the assassin?
The original body did not move, but the clone stood up and slowly went forward to meet him.
He crossed the ravine and came outside, where he soon met the transparent figure. The transparent figure slowly revealed his figure and looked directly at Dolai.
"You can indeed see through my invisibility. It seems that you were successful in fishing a few days ago." After the transparent figure saw Duolai, the first sentence he said was to raise his doubts.
Dole looked at the other person, expressionless and even a little solemn.
"If you have a purpose, just tell me directly. Otherwise, you won't have a chance later." Dolai looked at the other party carefully. As a Xuan Corpse Worm, it was easy to see that this was his true form. He wanted to keep the other party. His magic power was ready to go, and even the Golden Corpse slowly came to a place underground to wait.
The Mizukage was naturally sensitive. He noticed something at this moment and his heart trembled. He hurriedly raised his body a little bit higher.
As a last resort, Dolai also began to slowly raise his head. He thought, did this guy see something?
The Mizukage felt a chill in his heart. This guy Dolai also had a golden corpse that could burrow underground for sneak attacks, so it was better to stay away from the ground.
The Nightmare Empire also has a level seven undead wizard, who had survived a life-and-death struggle and gone through untold hardships and effort to upgrade the golden corpse to level seven. Naturally, he knew the information about the golden corpse, but did not want to be killed by it here.
The Mizukage pretended to be calm at this time, and said slowly, "Master Dolai Pharmacy, I'm wondering if there is a misunderstanding between us."
Dorae deadpanned, with an expression that said, "Go on."
Seeing that Dolai was willing to listen, the Mizukage continued with caution, "From the information we have now, we know that you don't have a direct conflict of interest with us, right?"
Duolai shook his head. "Yes, we don't have a conflict of interest, but a life-and-death feud. The Sand Scorpion Adventure Group spread false information and looked for opportunities to kill people. Unfortunately, I was the one who was killed."
The corner of Mizukage's mouth twitched. Why did the story taste so heavy in his mouth?
He had no way to refute, so he could only smile and say, "Then you are fine now, right? I came here this time to represent the Sand Scorpion Adventure Group and reach a settlement with you. What do you think?"
Dolai looked at the Mizukage with a smile on his face. This Sand Scorpion Adventure Group was just a cover. If he reached a settlement with them, wouldn't that mean he didn't say anything?
"May I have your name?"
The Mizukage touched his forehead in an exaggerated manner, then apologized, "Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. Just call me Shadow."
Dolai looked at him and nodded, saying, "Mr. Shadow, have I reached a settlement with the Sand Scorpion Adventure Group? How did we settle it, verbally, or?"
When Mizukage heard this, a smile spread across his lips, like a cunning businessman.
"You killed several of our level six assassins, killed one of our undead warriors, and captured many level six undead. Now, we, the Sand Scorpions, will not pursue your problem. We just need to return the undead that belong to us. I promise that the Sand Scorpion Adventure Group will never trouble you again. On the contrary, we can cooperate to a certain extent. For example, we can order potions from you. How about the price being 10% higher than the market price?"