"Hahahaha... Your production speed is fast, but the upgrade speed of those adventurers is not slow either..."
Next to him, Pinocchio laughed in a queen-like voice.
She waved the development in her hand, and not long after, a goblin came out of the blue summoning formation.
"We still have to rely on the people in our summoning team..."
The voice of the corpse robber Bone Prison Breath was a little hoarse.
He was an elf a long time ago, and he was the undead king of the Grand Forest in the past.
Now, he is the leader of the Grand Forest Summoning Team.
Unlike Flame Penosio and Frost Krach, they can only summon one Grand Forest monster at a time.
Bone Prison Breath and a large number of zombies activate the large magic circle at the same time, and a large number of them can be summoned at one time.
"Your big magic circle is not comparable to anyone..."
Bone Hell breathed: "No...it was thanks to everyone's division of labor and cooperation that we were able to withstand the pressure from the surge in adventurers this time."
Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing if all the monsters' clones were wiped out.
"Hmph... If we didn't have to complete the anchoring, our speed would be faster..."
Frost Krach's pretty face is cold and cold.
The summoned monsters will only arrive once they are killed by the adventurers of the Pirate World in the dungeon.
Only then will he return here and join the army of making experience clones.
"It's good to pursue speed...but don't forget to take a rest~"
Celia's voice was soft.
"Kanina, are you ready?"
"Ready!"
Kanina just finished speaking.
At the intersection and middle point of each "square array", there are milk tea, bread and wine supply windows.
The milk tea and bread made with the energy of the pirate world are constantly flying out of the window.
Like a "milk tea" bullet line, it flew over the heads of the monsters.
One crooked row, two rows, ten rows, hundreds of rows, thousands of rows...
When the milk tea is falling slowly like raindrops from the sky.
It can be seen that hundreds of figures busy together stopped at the same time.
They have different body shapes and different races, but they take the milk tea in their hands like an army with orders and prohibitions.
"Everyone...let us drink this cup of taro paste..."
"Three brothers drank this cup of milk tea!
"Done..."*n
The whole room was filled with cheers like a landslide and tsunami from the monsters.
The humanoid monster sucks it through a straw and puts it aside to lick it in a more animalistic way.
Gudong, Gudong, Gudong, Gudong - snap, snap, snap, snap -
With tens of millions of monsters moving their mouths at the same time, the scene would be quite scary if the outside world saw it.
After injecting energy, many monsters felt that most of their physical strength had been restored.
Roll up your sleeves and get on with it!
“If you’ve replenished your energy and still have some stamina, remember to go to the lounge next door to recover~~”
Celia's thoughtful reminder echoed over the entire monster ocean.
At this moment, the manufacturer Roger pulled a carriage and came through the specially set aside passage.
He slowly took off his hat and gave a slight greeting to Celia.
"Lord Celia...these are new energies..."
Celia looked at the exquisite carriage that came with Roger, and opened the curtain.
She couldn't help but feel a little surprised on her face.
"So much more than last time?"
"Of course... there are quite a lot of merchants in Hutton Mar and the west coast..."
Roger smiled like a gentleman and said, "Business... this is my old profession..."
Celia smiled and said: "But isn't your business only dealing with nobles..."
"Of course my rules haven't changed..."
"The extra energy here comes from doing business with the upper echelons and nobles of the Kingdom of Drum, Kingdom of Alabasta, and Kingdom of Goa..."
Roger's smile didn't change.
Kelly has already earned enough gold coins to enter this world, and I, Roger, can't fall behind...
Only by entering this world can we collect more world breath and energy...
"Yeah...that's great..."
She controls this energy, and part of it is dispersed into the clone molds around the monsters.
Some of them flew into various energy window stations - milk tea shops.
Roger looked at the many monsters in Grand Forest.
They were making clones in batches, not only of their goblins, cat monsters, and zombies.
A group of goblins not far away were all making experienced clones of the destroyers and dragonmen in the sky city next door.
After all, the armored destroyers couldn't do this kind of work as fast as the goblins.
"Gran Forest's share has been allocated."
Celia gave Roger a sweet smile.
"The items here have been delivered, so I'll take my leave now..."
Roger got on his horse and drove the carriage to the monster room in the Sky City.
Here, there is a phalanx of pterodactyls that are as red as fire, a phalanx of powerful dragons, a phalanx of huge stone giants that squeezes a large area, and a phalanx of destroyers that are constantly charging at each other...
The fighting spirit intertwined, stabbing and slashing, rushing to kill each other.
Among them, some are summoning monsters like the Puppet Master, some are making experience clones, and some are competing with each other.
Combat units such as dragonmen, destroyers, and stone giants are charging and fighting all the time.
Roger slowly entered the dragon-men phalanx, and Lucas immediately sensed it and walked out of the killing phalanx.
After Roger handed over the energy to him, there was another room of the Sky Curtain Beast...
And don’t mention it.
On the west coast, countless adventurers were busy writing prophecy books, but the battle over the empty island began to show a one-sided trend.
Without it, when a certain old bastard arrived at Sky Island on Magadha, a large group of pirate adventurers fled without a fight.
"Damn it...Why does Garp, the naval hero, want to block my good deeds!"
"The navy is busy upgrading and bringing people to write prophecy books everywhere. You have taken advantage of all the benefits. Why don't you let us shoot the shells on Kongdao!"
"That's right, Garp, you're going too far!"
"I've tolerated you for a long time!"
A group of pirates who didn't want to give up what they had got gathered together with the pirates who thought they had activated the power of the invitation and wanted to have a chance with the navy.
They were all clamoring, and many of the weapons in their hands glowed with +3+4 light.
Even the village chief of Sandia did not expect that the navy would suddenly support them.
It can only be said that the Sandians don’t understand the Warring States Period, nor do they understand Garp!
Garp stood alone, with a cross shining brightly behind his majestic body.
The shiny fist made many adventurers on Angel Island find it strange:
What kind of profession is this? Why haven’t I seen it before?
However, the battle that happened next opened their eyes.
"Pfft hahaha...a bunch of garbage at sea..."
Garp grinned.
Since you are so stubborn, it just so happens that I haven't moved my muscles for a long time.
"Do you think I was a naval hero for nothing?"
"When the road is rough, I will naturally take care of it..."
The pirate on the opposite side did not realize the seriousness of the problem at all and continued to shout:
"Brothers, there are many of us, Ghost Swordsman come with me!"
"The sharpshooters are behind, form a team and don't get hurt by accident!"
"Today we will let the so-called naval heroes see how powerful our pirate adventurers are!"
"That's right!"
"Yes! Give him some color to see!"
"rush!"
