It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 278 Domination
For the Three Gods of Death——

In other words, for the remaining two seats among the three gods.

The Supreme God Cult captured Baldur's Gate and initially took control of the largest city-state on the Sword Coast. With this as the center, they continued to expand their sphere of influence and radiate their power...

This was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise.

For the two veterans who were demoted from their godhood and only have weak divine power left, the most urgent thing now is to recover their divine power as much as possible.

Everything else doesn't matter.

The reason why they stopped paying attention to it before was because they judged that they could take advantage of the chaos to make something big in other areas, or at least make a quick buck.

In comparison, the plan of the Church of the Supreme God seems to be relatively "slow to warm up".

Therefore, it is normal for them to temporarily leave the gods' sight and no longer be the focus of their attention.

therefore--

In less than a month, the plan that had been abandoned here was advancing by leaps and bounds, and it was pushed to the later stage in an instant...

This was naturally enough to attract Lao Deng's attention again.

As for whether they will suspect that this is a greenhorn or not ripe enough, there is no need to worry about that at all.

Because "Mirkor" has moved quickly and started trying to reap the fruits of victory in the name of the King of Skeletons... He didn't even give them a chance to think and directly introduced a competition mechanism.

After all, if you are a little slower, you may not be able to eat hot food.

Since we have been friends for many years, how could we not understand each other's style of doing things?
So...

The God of Murder and the God of Tyranny, these two down-and-out demigods, also plunged headfirst into this pig-killing scheme.

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A foundry in the lower city, near the Gray Harbor Docks, was soon requisitioned.

no disagreement.

No appeal allowed.

After all, facing those city guards who exude a strong aura of iron and blood and are armed to the teeth, basically no one is blind enough to choose to protest at this time.

The masters in the upper city are very careful about their lives.

As for the workers in the factory, there is no need to say more. After all, it is just a job, so it doesn't matter how you do it.

Although the foundry underwent a drastic transformation and earth-shaking innovation immediately after being requisitioned, it was somewhat unexpected for them.

However, the new production line, production workshop and equipment facilities are indeed very easy to use. They directly doubled the production process and production efficiency, and resumed production at an incredible speed.

The foundry was originally used to produce "Iron Guardians" -

A very special construct.

At first glance, it looks like a normal golem.

In fact, a very evil method was used. The internal wetware of the construct was a normal brain implanted in a mind flayer tadpole, and the actions of the construct were controlled by the bugs...

This was originally one of Gotash's plans, to create a large number of Iron Guards to help him control Baldur's Gate.

It's a pity that this plan was shelved not long after it started...

Just like the outdated version of magic, the power of the mind-thirsty monster has also been greatly reduced and can no longer be relied on.

But as the saying goes, there is no garbage in this world, only resources placed in the wrong place... Therefore, the current Supreme True God sect naturally chooses to restart the "Iron Guard Project".

certainly--

Not using the original wetware version of the brain.

The defects are too obvious and the hidden dangers are too fatal, so technology must be upgraded and replaced.

The Gond believers who were originally manipulated were not released. They were still forced to stay in the foundry and ordered to work... After all, it was a cult, so they had to have some professionalism.

How else can one be without bullying men and women and exploiting the people in the village?

Anyway, the Gunde believers are professionally qualified and suitable for this job.

"...work hard, cheer up, and don't be so sad every day. I'm telling you, this is your blessing..."

"...Next, it's not so easy to get Baldur's Gate's household registration and staffing. Don't think your job can't be replaced. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it..."

In the brand new foundry.

A busy and orderly scene unfolds.

The sunlight outside shone through the wide windows onto the pink-haired lady walking between the production lines, as if she were covered in a golden halo.

She has a slim figure and exudes an irresistible charm. She is obviously very young, like a passionate girl.

However, her temperament gives people the feeling of a noble lady. It is not a contradiction, but a harmonious coexistence.

In addition, he lectured everyone in a condescending tone, while waving the whip in his hand, making a crisp sound like tearing in the air.

The sense of oppression is so strong that it makes people feel awe-inspiring.

No one knew her origins, and no one had ever known it before.

But this pink-haired girl naturally took the position and was in charge of the city-state’s most important arsenal and the nearby Gray Harbor Wharf.

Pink-haired girl was like a queen who was supreme over all others. She wore high-heeled boots and a white cloak, patrolling the workshop, and her sharp eyes swept over everyone as if oppressive.

"..."

"..."

The workers were sweating profusely and unconsciously sped up the work at hand, trying to show a diligent work attitude.

Although they did not believe a word of what the other party said, they did not think that this was a blessing. They just felt that they were unlucky for eight lifetimes.

——Who the hell cares about those inexplicable household registration and staffing issues!
——They just want to get rid of this nightmare as soon as possible.

As if realizing that the workers' awareness was too low, Pink Hair snorted softly, but he didn't intend to continue talking to a deaf person. Anyway, they would understand soon.

Although under the checks and balances of other divine powers, this may not necessarily lead to a wave that sweeps across generations.

But at least in Baldur's Gate and the Sword Coast where its power can radiate most directly, it will inevitably enter the next era of innovation.

This is true from technology to order.

However, many people who are caught up in the wave do not have such a long-term vision and are unable to realize this for the time being.

Perhaps in their minds, the current cult unrest is no different from previous disturbances.

It’s a classic Feren story.

Anyway, it won't be long before it is overthrown by adventurers who appear out of nowhere, and everything will return to the order they are familiar with. It's no big deal.

After leaving the foundry, Pinkhair walked towards the Gray Harbor Pier with an elegant and proud pace, like a queen patrolling her territory.

But before he had taken a few steps, he stopped as if he had noticed something.

She glanced around, then sneered, drew out the blade, and sliced the tip of her slender, white index finger, lightly flicking out a few drops of blood.

"Do it!"

"Kill! Kill her!!"

"We're exposed! Attack!!"

The city was deserted and the streets were quiet. Because of the recent change of regime and stricter control, there were almost no pedestrians.

Most citizens, if possible, are unwilling to go out rashly, and just want to stay at home or in nearby shelters, or in the temples they believe in...

They still need to wait and see for a while before they can determine what kind of ruling strategy this group of rebels and cultists will implement...

But even in such a deserted and lonely street near the port, at this moment, a large number of figures suddenly appeared.

Unfortunately, this premeditated attack did not serve as an effective surprise attack, and did not even have an advantage in numbers.

In the blink of an eye, those few drops of blood turned into huge pools of blood...

The blood pool seemed to be boiling, with violent bubbles bubbling out, and the red color kept rolling...

Countless soldiers were "created" along with the blood bubbles...

In just a blink of an eye, the port area, which had been deserted and empty just now, was directly filled with legions of people and became densely packed.

The expressionless, nameless soldiers, waving their spears or shields, marched forward in unison.

The rumbling sound caused the ground to shake.

This made the attackers on the opposite side dumbfounded. After all, how could a group of people engaged in attacks and assassinations confront the legion head-on - especially when most of their supernatural abilities were ineffective and they could only rely on their own physical fitness and weapons skills.

But the pink-haired queen would not let them off easily. With a sneer, she commanded hundreds of unknown soldiers to surround and kill them one by one with the tightest formation and the neatest discipline.

At this moment, several figures jumped down from the rooftop behind them.

Holding a sharp blade, he was about to take the life of the queen below.

However, almost at the same time, the queen turned around, her long pink hair flying, and she gently raised her hand to return a blew kiss.

It was as if a materialized love heart took shape and hit the assassin leader who was leading the charge and unable to dodge.

The latter was just in a trance, and immediately turned and tumbled in the air, his hands moving at high speed leaving afterimages, showing his unparalleled killing skills.

At the moment of landing lightly on the ground, the other figures had already been beheaded and their eyes were wide open as they died.

The assassin leader who had turned against the queen was also loyally guarding the queen, vigilantly alert to the surrounding environment.

………………

Situations like this.

This was also happening one after another in various parts of the city-state.

In some cases, the bases of those bandit groups were discovered, forcing them to fight to the death.

Some dark organizations hated the Supreme God sect's unruly behavior. After taking over the city, they ignored all the previous unspoken rules and struck them hard, forcing them into a dead end...

In this situation, we can only take the initiative to defend our own interests.

There are bound to be complicated connections among them, perhaps mixed with secret investments from many nobles and lords, or perhaps with some small help from certain priests and temples.

After all, the Supreme God is now so powerful that he has affected other gods and churches.

only--

Although Baldur's Gate had just fallen not long ago, the control that the new forces had over it was beyond the imagination of these thieves' groups or dark organizations.

Whether it's being forced into a passive counterattack...

Or whether it's taking the initiative or not, the result is no big deal...

In addition to the city guards who were armed to the teeth, basically every area was guarded by powerful men who came from nowhere and could easily suppress the villains who had lost their magical powers.

"Piercing——Spear of Deathly Thorns!!"

Roaring the true name of the released treasure and throwing the weapon in his hand viciously, Kuran's mastiff looked coldly at the enemy who disappeared at the end of the street.

The spear cut through the atmosphere, as if locking onto a target, and whizzed away at supersonic speed.

He just needs to wait for the results.

A fierce roar was heard not far away. The spearman in a blue tight leather jacket raised his eyebrows and glanced slightly.

Just then, I saw a huge figure as big as a mountain, wielding a huge sword and axe like a bronze giant, chasing and hacking at a group of crying guys behind the fortress gate in the distance...

(End of this chapter)