Chapter 079: The Cursed Land

Covering the bust of the goddess Tong Liya with a spider silk veil produced by the dark elf (Balker's own), Xiao Yun took Balker and sat on the experimental platform again.　　

In order to facilitate the Green Dragon experiment, half of the heatable bed in this room was dismantled and turned into an experiment table. The purpose of the experiment was to study how to put the phosphate rock into use.

Phosphate rock, the general term for phosphate minerals, is an important chemical mineral raw material. It can be used to make phosphate fertilizers, and it can also be used to make yellow phosphorus, phosphoric acid, phosphides and other phosphates. It is suitable for medicine, food, and matches. , Dyes, sugar, ceramics, military industry and other fields... In this world, it is mainly used as raw materials for mineral dyes and match heads.　　

This is very waste... With the abundant resource reserves of phosphate rock (where there is quartz, coal, and limestone, phosphate rock may be associated), which can be used to dye cloth and make matches? Do those dark elves have a hole in their minds!　　

Uh... With the hegemony of the dark elves in the underground world, this is really impossible to say directly.　　

In short, Xiao Yun's expectation for phosphate rock is not just to engage in match dyes. He has only one goal in his mind: to find a way to make phosphate fertilizers that can be applied on a large scale through experiments. Energy production is the most important thing, mass production!

Through the exploration of the goblins in the past year, two large sedimentary deposits have been discovered within a hundred miles of the tribe. Phosphate reserves...Uh, it is impossible to calculate, mainly because it cannot be explored without instruments and equipment. Xiao Yun even suspects that there are associated mineral deposits. Rare earth...it's a pity, even if it is there, it won't be used.

The current progress... Xiao Yun is struggling to find a way to produce sulfuric acid from pyrite... Uh... This is also a highly polluting chemical project, and what hurts is that Xiao Yun lost high school chemistry more than ten years ago after graduation. For the most part, the formulas are completely forgotten, and I can only do a little experimentation based on the sparse memory. Because dangerous goods are involved, this part is not described in detail...　　

The winter in the northern part of Bloomfield is snowy feast.

In the Samar Snow Mountain in the north of the grassland, the howling cold wind engulfed the world with snowflakes. The pure white snow world is a forbidden area for all non-superior creatures. If someone stands under the snow mountain and looks up, it is impossible to see the mountain top even with exhaustive eyesight. Go to that extraordinary city-the city of the Elven King, the northern city of ice and snow, the untouchable city, the city of the snow goddess, and the eternal city on the mainland of Bloomfield

The snow elf, wearing silver armor and dragging a large cloak, stood on the towering city wall. On his delicate face, he looked relaxed and peaceful. He was happily admiring the unique features of the North Country in winter. When the violent cold wind came from this snow elf. As she brushed her cheeks, her awe-inspiring power suddenly diminished, as soft as a girl's hand stroking a flower, hovering charmingly on the snow elf's face for a while, and then she reluctantly left.　　

"King." 　　

The snow elf turned his head slightly, and it was his imperial army commander who came up to disturb him.　　

"Lord Alston is visiting." The commander of the imperial army humbled his chest and bowed his head.

"I saw him, that green is extra dazzling in the sky." The Elven King turned around, "What is he here." The commander of the Imperial Army looked a little strange: "His son... Lord Balker ran away from home. "　　

The Elven King was taken aback, slowly raising his hand to cover the corners of his lips, his eyes drooping, and he smiled gracefully and silently: "Is that right, the dragon slaying hero did not come to the north, but the entrenched dragon couldn't bear loneliness. Now." 　　

The Elven King and his leader walked down the city wall, passed through the snow-covered square that became more and more pure and immaculate, and returned to the warm spring castle guarded by the magic enchantment.

The dragon guests waited in the reception room of the Elven King. His shoes were still clean and did not stain the Elven King's carpet. It was just that his sitting posture on the sofa was not very decent. He actually leaned across his body and cocked his feet.

The Elven King, who was taking off the cloak under the service of the maid, frowned slightly invisibly. He bypassed the sofa and sat down in the armchair in front of the guests. The elf king raised his eyebrows and looked at the impatient Dragon guests: "Should I say welcome? Alston Aldrich Francis..." 　　

"Don't talk about that. Help me find my son, this is reward." Alston didn't have the patience to wait for the Elf King to repeat his name slowly, and stretched his hand forward.　　

The Elven King looked down, and there was a small box on the crystal coffee table, which contained some gorgeous jewelry. The craftsmanship of the dwarves is rather rough in the eyes of the snow elves. The details of this batch of jewelry make the Elven King a little uncomfortable, but the shape is indeed quite unique, and the flower patterns shaped with the unique color of gold and silver are amazing beauty.　　

The Elven King moved his eyes upward, his face expressionless... Mentioning a small box of jewelry, he wanted to drive the Snow Elves. This kind of thing is indeed only done by the Dragons.

"That's not enough?" Alston struggled, and raised his fingers as if paying a great price, painfully, "That's no problem...I'll give out another 10,000 gold coins, how about?" 　　

The Elven King put his elbow to it. On the armrest, fingers lightly held his cheeks and looked at each other indifferently.　　

"Don't be greedy! Just find someone!" Alston called.　　

The Elven King spread his hands, palms facing up, and made a "please" gesture toward the living room door.

Auston's face is green...If he can find someone on his own, he needs to ask: "Wait, that's it, I will show you the statue of the goddess of life in my collection, how, the real goddess, give Take a look, other people don't have such good luck—"　　

Cultivated like an Elven King, his blue veins appeared on his forehead, the slender fingers on the armrests were clenched tightly, and the back of the hand was raised with blue veins. Allston jumped up, picked up the jewelry box and walked out very quickly: "Stingy, just find someone, and I want the lion to open his mouth..." If he doesn't leave, he will probably be beaten. If he wants to transfer the goddess, it will be even more important. impossible. The elf king watched as Auston turned away from the square as a flying dragon and turned to look at the imperial army leader: "If he finds it again within a month, shoot him down with the defending spear." 　　

Imperial army leader's mouth Smoking: "Uh..." 　　

"Finding it so quickly shows that he has not made up his mind to bleed, but just wants to try his luck. If he refuses to return the gold mine in the western part of the Samar Snow Mountain, then there is no need to pass the word for him, I won't I promised." The Elven King calmly said that he has been annoyed by these insatiable green dragons for a day or two. The forest elves will definitely not help these guys who seize the forest with them. They demand it, at least Take the advantage back.

"...Yes." The imperial commander bowed his head.

The Elven King got up and walked inward, and stopped after walking a few steps: "What's the situation on the east side?" 　　

There is the Elven King on the north of Bloomfield mainland, and the Dwarf King on the forest side and the west of the mainland. To the east, it refers Beast King. The winter in the north, which was frozen by wind and snow, was the most active period for the snow elves. The commander of the army immediately replied: "When the first snow fell, the imperial general had just left the grassland from the York Mountains." 　　

The Elven King was a little disgusted and strode forward. Corridor: "The battle between the imperial marshal and the beast king is going to involve the remnants of the prairie, and it is getting worse and worse." The commander of the imperial army quickly followed up: "The tiger clan wants to return to the empire, naturally will not refuse the marshal's extension. The hand that came...I believe they would not choose the battlefield on the grassland. After all, no one would want to alarm the cursed land." 　　

The Elven King stopped in his footsteps: "Send a team to the Tiger King Court, we don't Participate in the dispute between them, but we will not allow too much blood to appear on the grassland." 　　

"Yes." 　　

At the same time, the southernmost part of the Bloomfield continent.　　

The north is already icy and snowy, but people here still only need to wear thin shirts.　　

The royal capital of the Kingdom of St. Bridges, the elderly king sits by the fireplace with a magic cloth blanket on his feet, listening to his beloved young son.

Carlisle Harvey Ferdinand, the second prince of the Kingdom of St. Bridges. Compared with half a year ago, he seems to be a lot more mature now. His skin is darker, his face and hands are a little rough, and he is sitting in his father's life in a straight gown. , Feng Rui's calm temperament made his father very pleased.

"My son, I support what you do." The old king stretched out his hand and gently patted the young son's thick shoulders with a kind smile on his face. "You have a good teacher. in this half a year, there are more nobles who support you than Anthony..." He sighed slightly, "I hope your brothers are in harmony, but I hope St. Bridges can be stronger. Don't blame Anthony, he is your elder brother. ."

When his father said this, he almost bluntly expressed his support. This made Carlisle's eyes feel a little hot, and he almost couldn't control his emotions: "Father, I...I thought you would blame me..."　　

" How could that be, you are also my son, which father does not want his son to be better? You just want to express that you are qualified to fight for the crown prince, and have not attacked your brother Anthony, although I am old, these things I can still see clearly." The old king sighed, "Anthony...He is so used to being the first prince. Perhaps it is time to let him know that nothing in this world can be stable. "　　

Carlisle raised his hand and wiped his eye sockets, and couldn't help but think of what Teacher A Yun had said-your father was also the little prince who was fighting for the crown prince with his eldest brother. In that battle, he defeated the previous Shilbao. Prince special. If you want to get your father's support, then you must let your father see his shadow from you.　　

Any father wants his son to be like himself and beautify himself. In terms of details, remember to imitate as much as possible. In the general direction, you should be more beautiful than your father when he took you, and he should be more honest. Even if you feel wronged, it doesn't matter. If your father can substitute for you and sympathize with you, the more wronged you are, the better your chances of winning will be.

Carlisle clenched his fist secretly. In the teacher's mouth, whether family affection, love, or friendship can be analyzed calmly and objectively, and coldly measured and calculated. At first he was somewhat disapproving, but now... he is getting more and more. He thought teacher Ayun is right. He used to only look at Anthony's father, but now he is watching him longer and longer.

The old king babbled and told Carlisle to respect and love his elder brother.

Carlisle, who was impatient to hear such words before, listened very attentively this time, because he knew that his father was not persuading him to give up, but for Anthony, who is about to face failure, considers-the prince who fails to seize the throne can succeed the prince. If he can't wait for the next king to change, his son can also get the right to inherit the next rank.

Finally, the old king solemnly took out a key from the pocket watch he was wearing. This is the key to the royal collection of the royal family of St. Bridge that only the crown prince can access. The old king handed it to Carlisle, which is equivalent to advance Putting the crown on his head...Of course, Carlisle was still just a prince before the old king died.

Prince Carlisle shuddered and turned down. The second king, the third king...These handwritten records showed no signs of alteration. The dead kings faithfully left the process and secrets of the kingship replacement in this book. In the thick black book, there is neither evasive nor any concealment—since it is the content that can only be seen by the successors who take over the kingdom, what can be avoided and concealed, it is better to leave the lesson as a warning to future generations. Prince

Carlisle's face became paler and paler. In the handwritten books of these kings, he saw countless terrible conspiracy tricks and vicious calculations... The struggle surrounding royal power has always been bloody and cruel. In contrast, what Mr. Ayun taught him to use righteousness and openness to attack Anthony's reputation and win the support of the old king is as gentle as a kid.

Halfway through the book, Prince Carlisle once again saw the records of the old empire...The huge empire that was once the main force of the human coalition finally collapsed after five hundred years, and in the record of the king of St. Bridges, he I saw the words that people occasionally use to refer to the northern grasslands.　　

"The Cursed Land?!" 　　

Carlisle calmed down and watched this record carefully. After all, this is closely related to his beloved Teacher Ayun.

As a result, Prince Carlisle's complexion became paler and more and more beads of sweat on his forehead... 　　

The destruction of the old empire was partly publicly circulated on the mainland, as if the powerful and incomparable empire disappeared overnight. Many regrets were left behind, and in the royal family's records, the process was far less dignified-the old empire was only destroyed after two hundred years of downhill roads, the royal family was fighting, the aristocracy was decayed, the upper class was chaotic, and the middle class was drunk with dreams and death. Living at the bottom was left without a lot of refugees, and even the population of the six southern countries increased by nearly half during that period. In the end, it was the terrible disaster that people did not even want to mention, and the vagueness of the past...　　

An old empire nobleman launched a territorial war and confiscated one hundred thousand civilian husbands in his own territory, but he was unwilling to give it to him. One hundred thousand civilians provided food. When the civilians were driven to the battlefield by the army, the civilians, who would starve to death if they did not resist, launched a riot.

Such riots are not uncommon, or they are very common on the mainland, and they often do not cause much interest, because riots will be quickly suppressed. How can the unarmed and skeleton-shaped civilian husbands belong to the knights? What about the opponent? Two hundred knights launched a charge, and it only took half a day to subdue the violent 100,000 civilian husbands.　　

But the situation was different this time. When the civilians launched a riot, the army just marched to the junction of the two territories, and a necromancer happened to pass by here.　　

Black Mage is not uncommon on the continent of Bloomfield. This is the continent where the Elven King, Dwarf King and Beast King rule the roost. The power of the Holy See is not as pervasive as other continents.

Desperate folk husbands are like this necromancer asking for help, willing to offer sacrifices at the cost of his broken life. The necromancer gladly accepted the sacrifices of the folk husbands, and he gave these desperate folk husbands willingly to give their lives and only seek revenge. Transform into an army of undead, initiate undead natural disasters.　　

Carlisle saw this part of the cold sweat and broke down, let alone a hundred thousand people, the sacrifices of dozens of people, hundreds of people will cause disasters that shake the mainland, quickly turn the page and look down.

The largest territory of the old empire turned into an occupied area of the Scourge in just a few months...　　

Countries crazily cannibalized the old empire territory in the name of conquering the undead army...　　

The necromancer transformed into the Lich King...　　

The chaos and panic continued. In the past ten years, the threat and destructive power of black magic is far less than that of the old empire as a delicious cake and frantically participated in the war, hoping to get better and better. In the end, the Holy See and the Elf King, the Beast King, and the Dwarf King The forces of various countries that had lost their excuses had to stop the carnival, and at this time, the old empire had been completely destroyed, and there were no wreckage left.

The king faithfully wrote down the greedy food of various countries in this incident, and only remembered the whereabouts of the Lich King at the end-it fled to the northern grasslands, the territories of the tauren and the centaur, without knowing it. Why died locally.

On the surface of history, this Lich King was the chief culprit in the destruction of the old empire, and it was indeed terrifyingly powerful. The place where it died was called the cursed land, and the various races agreed that they would never attack the grassland. , In order to avoid a large amount of blood to bring it back to life.

Carlisle was so dazed that he couldn't return to his senses...　　

He saw the beginning part, and thought it was the necromancer who brought the terrible disaster. After all, the black magic is always full of mystery and frightening, and the world's reputation is like this; but In the handwriting of King St. Bridge, the real scary thing is not the Lich King at all, but... the human's heart!　　

The collapse of the old empire is actually a carnival of all nations in the human kingdom!

Needless to say, the northern countries with convenient geography, the northern countries in the Kingdom Federation have the loudest voices, even the weak southern six. Although they can't send troops to fight for territory, they also receive a large number of old empire remnants and wealth... 　　

Carlisle uses Wei Wei The trembling hand closed the black book and pressed hard for a while before breathing calmed down. He closed his eyes and slowly turned his head to the north, showing a wry smile: "You are right, teacher... this world There is nothing to be afraid of except the human heart. What is the deal with the devil? How many people hide the devil in their hearts..." 　　

"Atishoo! Atishoo!"

Xiao Yun sneezed hard! Qiu glancing at him, then he stretched out his paws to hug Xiao Yun, and the fluffy hair on his abdomen covered the back of Xiao Yun's head and back tightly.

"It's okay, I don't have a cold. I guess someone is secretly complimenting me for being handsome." Xiao Yun raised his hand and hugged Qiu's claws, and waved his other hand forward, "Run Mumu, hurry up!" 　　

"Okay!" Mu Mu, who turned into a snow wolf form, responded happily, dragging the sled to run fast, at least 120 steps per hour.　　

Qingyan, who was sitting on the sleigh with him, did not change his body. He was still relatively cold-resistant. At this moment, he put his elbows on his knees and his cheeks on the backs of his hands, lazily looking at the snow scenes that quickly receded on both sides.

"We come out to play without Dahe, she must have been talking about it for a long time with us." The shaved cold wind is not a big deal here in Qingyan, this guy is still able to beat the cold wind and slowly nibble the dried fish.

"It's not called out to play, it's obviously snowing and freezing, and we don't forget our old friend Tauren, and give them maltose and honey!" Xiao Yun held Qiu's fluffy forelimbs in his backhand and slapped people unceremoniously. As a cushion and pillow, "Why are you always obsessed with Dahe and want to talk about interracial love? I won't allow you two to fall in love, you two can't give birth to cubs." 　　

Qiu & Qingyan: "..."

"Do you want to be your partner with Dahe?" Qiu asked.

Qingyan's face turned dark, and the corners of his mouth were drawn and said: "I...you... Dahe an I are friends! Good friends!"

Xiao Yun did not say to respect Qingyan's explanation, using his hands stroked his numbing JIOJIO(jio jio: it is a cute name of foot in Chinese), "It's fine if you don't have it. Why are you excited. Oh, my feet are numb after sitting for a long time, Mu Mu, are you tired from running? Let's change?" 　　

"Not tired!" Mu Mu was jogging and jumping while running.

"If you are tired, change it with me!" Xiao Yun put her weight on Qiu's body more and more, and see, this is indeed a good student with excellent character and academics, how conscious...If they bring Dahe's kind of goods out, you might still put it. All the sledding work pushed him!