Under the scorching sun, the interior of Lahmia's palace was still filled with fluorescent lights and lotus flowers.
The master of Lahmia, Neferata, shrouded in black robes, was staring at the row of black special figures standing in the distance like a city wall with an ugly expression.
The messengers sent out are rushing non-stop to Quata, Ka-Sabai, Lebalas and other places to inform the kings to participate in the coronation ceremony in Khemri not long after.
But Alkadiza had to be held back by Laemia's affairs.
When they returned, nothing happened to Wosolun, the old vampire who was partially corrupted by Chaos, nor did anything happen to his magic school. Instead, there was a big problem in the residential areas of the city.
The slums had shown several minor signs of corrosion a few days ago and had been cordoned off by troops sent by Wosolun and Ulsoran, but the corruption was still spreading inside.
The Ukrainian special forces originally used to guard Nehekhara are tightly sealing off the city to prevent even a single mouse from escaping.
Some dilapidated houses between the slums and the main city have been violently demolished by the Ukrainian special forces, revealing a completely unprotected passage, revealing low-rise earth-and-stone structure bungalows that are crowded together inside.
Alkadiza, who had arrived at the entrance of the slum, climbed on top of the tallest Utopia, trying to observe the interior carefully from a height of more than ten meters.
Because the houses are built too densely, even in this way, it is impossible to see the specific conditions inside. You can only see some areas whose appearance has been obviously changed.
In an earth-yellow building where large plants could not grow, green moss covered the area, and the sound of wailing continued to reach Alkadiza's ears.
The king of Khemri turned over and fell from the top of U***t's head, staring angrily at the black-robed figure on the side.
"Do you plan to continue the blockade? Until everyone inside is tortured to death or starved to death?"
Despite Alkadiza's stern tone, Vosolun's broken bellows-like voice under the black robe still spoke firmly.
"This kind of corrosion, even a little scrap, is already difficult for a spellcaster of my level to handle. If it is an ordinary mortal, I don't believe that anyone can be spared."
He pointed to the oil and other fire starters that had been piled up by slaves and said seriously.
"Usuoran has prepared manpower and materials in the past few days. Once it gets dark, we can burn the entire blocked city to the ground without letting any corruption leak out."
"You want me to burn my people to death?"
Alkadiza's tone didn't seem to have any fluctuations, but who could hear the hidden anger.
Wosolun laughed dryly and said.
"Actually, you are a subject of Neferata. Your Majesty, you are the king of Khemri, and you have not yet completed the coronation ceremony."
A huge force acted on his waist almost at the same time as his words fell, and he was kicked by the newly appeared black-robed man into the room beside him where the earthwork had not yet collapsed.
"shut up."
Covered by the shadows, Neferata's pale face was revealed under the black robe, her cat-like vertical pupils glaring fiercely at her Grand Vizier.
What Wosolan said was indeed correct. Lamia was hers. Because of this, Wosolan's method made her even more unacceptable.
"What if after this city is burned down, other corruption appears in the city? Do you want to burn down the entire Lahmia!?"
The saint of Lahmia bared her fangs and roared, which caused her fair skin to turn almost cyan, but it was not as obvious as when her original brown skin turned white hundreds of years ago.
Before her Grand Vizier could respond, another vampire's scent appeared in the shadows. Before Neferata could turn around, the vampire spoke first.
"No, cousin, you don't understand."
It was Usoran. His strong claws grabbed Neferata's feet to prevent her from continuing to act too aggressively.
"My blood descendants are very talented in physical manipulation and charm. I have sent out three batches before, and none of them...
return! "
"Until last night! Those evil, blasphemous things appeared before my eyes! They must be burned! Even if it really burns the entire Lahmia!"
Wu Suoran tried hard to appear angry, but there was no trace of trust on his cousin's face.
"Vampires like you and I can actually speak evil and blasphemous words? Don't think that I don't know about your little tricks."
His cousin's fangs bit his neck, and blood slowly gushes out, aggravating his blood thirst and making his mouth and tongue feel drier.
Neferata spit out the cold blood and whispered softly in his ear.
"Lahmia is my city and I will not allow it to start burning as long as I am here!"
Arkadiza pulled Neferata over, looked at the blood on her mouth, frowned, and said to Wosolun.
"Let Wu *** Special go in to assist us. We must first know what the situation is inside."
Wosolun immediately shook his head and refused.
"Divine power is not unlimited. Even if I can replenish it with my soul, this precious power can only be used to deal with that Nagash."
"If my people die before the usurper from centuries ago returns, there is no point in resisting him."
Neferata's vertical pupils were fixed on Wosolun and she ordered.
"Grand Vizier, I order you to command the Utopians of Lahmia to fight for Lahmia."
Seeing the determined attitude of one man and one ghost, Wosolun sneered and ordered the soldiers guarding on the side to get his equipment, saying.
"Let's wait until night to do it. If we do it now, we won't be able to maximize our combat power."
Wosolun pointed at the three vampires. In the bright sunlight, even through the black robes, he could feel the stinging pain.
Once the power they draw from the blood is quickly exhausted in the sun, their whole bodies will begin to burn. In such a state, it is not easy to maintain themselves, let alone fight.
Alkadiza nodded, and sat down with everyone in this civilian home.
Time passed quickly, and dusk arrived in Lahmia in silence. At this time, the trading city was under martial law except for the trading area at the dock.
Nowhere in the city of Lahmia was idle.
More city defense troops were deployed to the blockade area, city gates, and city walls.
Worsolon's students, including protons from royal families of various countries, carried the rune disks he had made in advance and dispersed around, using prefabricated runes as the basis to strengthen the surrounding blockade.
When night fell completely, the undead engine and the guide stone were also sent to the blockade area by the slaves with difficulty.
The appearance of these equipment finally softened the expression of Wosolun, whose face was not very good-looking.
Beside him, in the temporary tent set up by slaves, Usoran and Alkadiza were leisurely discussing the next stage of national policy. At least for Wosoran, this could definitely be called leisurely.
"I hope that sucking the blood of slaves can become a normal thing, so that civilians will not be endangered, but in this case, we have to have enough food to feed the slaves."
"As long as there is enough food and the number of my kind increases, Lamia's combat power can reach a higher level."
Wu Suoran suggested as he wiped his fangs.
Opposite him, Alkadiza listened to his request and was looking at the map distressedly.
There is still too little arable land in Nehekhara. It would be better if it were in other western states. They have fertile soil brought by the flooding of the Daming River, the mother river of the Nehekhara people.
Lahmia, which faces the sea in the east, has only oases brought by some small streams.
The wheat on these lands is not enough to supply the existing population of Lamia, and commercial trade is needed to make up for it, not to mention the large-scale breeding of blood slaves for vampires.
But Usuoran was obviously prepared, and several papyri were placed in front of Alkadiza.
"So, this is my proposal, to subsidize the profits from Lahmia's commercial trade.
Agriculture in Lahmia. "
"If agricultural subsidies are set reasonably enough, landowners will have more incentive to reclaim deserted land into fertile farmland, and scholars studying water conservancy will also receive more abundant financial aid."
As he spoke, Wu Suoran's tone brought out his usual charm trick, which was always very effective in the tavern, no matter whether the other party was a man or a woman.
As if to tempt Alkadiza to make a decision faster, he said again.
"In this way, the cultivation of fields will be greatly accelerated, and we will be able to raise enough slaves to supply us with enough blood. The number of Midnight Nobles will be greatly increased, as will the population of your people. "
"Midnight dignitary?"
Alkadiza asked as he opened the papyri, as if he had not heard the prophecies imbued with magic.
This made Wu Suoran feel frustrated.
He shrugged, leaned back, and crossed his legs.
"Let vampires who are far more powerful than mortals become military aristocrats, take on responsibilities, and promise to do nothing but hold slaves and suck blood on the bed. There will be no room for existence in the future."
"In this case, the vampires of Lahmia can live in harmony with mortals. The only problem lies in the past history."
The royal blood descendant of Lahmia spread his hands. Due to Nagash's rebellion sweeping across Nehekhara, the Nehekhara people's acceptance of vampires, a race that is almost a product of necromancy, is too low.
Seeing the detailed proposals on the papyrus, including plans such as digging a canal between the Daming River and the rivers in Laemia, and using magic to assist water conservancy, Alkadiza nodded.
"Leave those problems to me to solve."
As he spoke, he looked at his lover's cousin.
"Your talent would be too much for you to be a debauched dandy or a conspirator. How about going to Khemri and becoming my Grand Vizier?"
Wu Suoran frowned and held his chin hesitantly.
The authority possessed by the king of Khemri can gradually change the perception of the people of Nehekhara. If everything goes well, vampires can be integrated into Nehekhara in just a few decades.
Being a Grand Vizier, especially the Grand Vizier of Khemri, is quite good, but does he really have to invest so much in the mortal world?
In front of his eyes, those eyes as black as night were emitting a light that seemed invisible to humans.
"Show me the power of the Midnight Nobles."
Alkadiza's voice was filled with unquestionable will, and Wu Suoran replied subconsciously.
"certainly."
The king of Khemri smiled and left the tent, leaving Usolan to pat his face in regret.
Tens of minutes later, "young" men and women wearing exquisite armor that was almost a collection of some kind gathered together, and soon the entrance to the blockade became noisy.
"What? Aren't you destroying the corruption inside? When did the mission change?"
"We shouldn't go on this kind of mission, it's too dangerous!"
The little nobleman wearing red armor walked up to his vampire ancestor and said angrily.
With strength that far exceeds that of mortals, they are certainly sure to kill the corrupted things inside, but the new order is to control the corruption inside.
You must know that none of the first three batches of vampires went back.
His lord said nothing and silently turned into a giant vampire more than ten meters tall.
Under the gaze of the behemoth, the little devils slowly followed the army angrily and helplessly, following the Khemri King who had been in for a while.
Beside Alkadiza, next to the undead engine, ghosts are constantly wandering following Wosolun's guidance.
Suddenly, the ghost looked in the same direction, and a woman's voice came from the shadows.
"Save my baby!"
Only when the shadows were dispersed by the shortened distance did Alkadiza finally see clearly.
A woman’s appearance and oddities.
The extra limbs, like enlarged leech limbs, stretched out from her face, even the child in her hands.
The baby's crying hadn't stopped since she appeared, and it looked like it really needed help.
Before Alkadiza came forward to ask, a black woman followed Wosolun's gesture and cut her and her child into two halves with a knife. The red liquid dyed the ground black, green, White and yellow things were exposed on the ground.
"Don't look at me like that. Her child and she are both hopeless."
Wosolun's hoarse broken bellows voice said coldly.
"At least capture him and let our magician see if he can be cured."
"I tried. Two of my students have been corrupted. Fortunately, they are just civilians and not hostages from other kingdoms."
With that said, Wosolun looked at the remaining Black Agents and said sternly.
"As long as there are signs of corruption, no one is allowed to be left behind."
As he was speaking, dense footsteps came from the shadows beside him, and more and more figures emerged from them.
Just as he was about to order the Black Agents to kill, silky and white hands grabbed him.
It was Neferata, appearing to the side with a bright red armor with spikes on her chin.
"Wasolun! I am the master of Lahmia! I am not allowed to kill people at will."
After flexing her thirsty tongue for a while, Neferata looked at Alkadiza.
"I've tried it, and my charm ability still has a certain effect on these corrupted people."
