Start a Dungeon

"The bombing is complete, 30% of the ammunition is consumed, the surface is deeply carbonized, and no signs of life are found." The artificial intelligence report voice sounds quite pleasant.

Lott, who was sitting on the sofa, crossed his arms and crossed his legs, quietly watching the scene in front of him.

Not to mention life there, even the ruins and ruins were blown into powder. Looking at it, the entire scorched land was like the surface of the moon, filled with large and small holes.

During the previous bombing process, Lott discovered that there were many other creatures hiding in the surrounding woods. However, it was difficult to judge because they were blocked by the trees, but it was certain that they had an aura that was neither human nor local monsters - that There is no need to say more, plow it with cannonballs first, and then look at the situation.

"Have any survivors been found?" Lot asked.

"Without adults, we can't even get the body." Vickers replied from the side.

Exploded into ashes, the weapons experiment results are gratifying

Then here comes the problem.

Who are these guys? from where? Are you with the lizard monsters?

Lott now slightly regretted not catching one alive for questioning, but what is certain is that they all came from overseas.

"It looks like it's not peaceful outside either." Lott sighed as he looked at the anxious ground in front of him. Then, he thought of a serious problem.

There seems to be no level 40 humans in the area where Lott is now, on this continent.

People with level 40 strength were slaughtered by the first generation lord of the dungeon a hundred years ago. That guy led the knights to other places to look for him until the end. He almost killed every high-level adventurer he saw. His purpose is, firstly, to attract hatred, and secondly, to deprive the neighbors who are surrounded by level 40 monsters of food and let them go to other places. He can just keep this place to himself.

The final result was indeed as he expected. All the fourth-level adventurers died, and the surrounding high-level monsters also left one after another. The dungeon subsequently welcomed a considerable number of novice adventurers and countless energy.

but

The result of this is that without competitors, the first generation felt boring, and finally packed up the baggage and left. The sequelae left behind are:

There have been no high-level adventurers stationed on this continent for a hundred years.

The high-level creatures on other surrounding continents did not have the ability to cross the ocean at that time, but as time went by,

The fact that you can see the lizard monsters and sheep-headed monsters that people are frightened by here is a good proof that they already have the ability to transport armies across the ocean on a large scale.

In the continent where Lot is located, the number of high-level adventurers has never been able to make up.

"Then why didn't they occupy this place as soon as possible?" After listening to Lot's analysis, Maria immediately asked: "If I remember correctly, they must have arrived a few years ago."

"The Lizardmen also arrived a few years ago," Vickers added.

Lot crossed his arms and lowered his head to meditate for a moment, then finally raised his head and said: "Our land is very big, and war is reborn. They should be afraid of the level 40 adventurers hidden in this continent. After all, there are people on every continent. Yes, there’s no reason why this road doesn’t exist.”

"In other words, they won't act rashly until they find a high-level adventurer?"

"Yes, but this situation is almost unsustainable. After all, after so many years of searching, there is still no trace of the fourth-level adventurer. Even if there is, it is only a few, and it can be seen tonight that they are dispatched collectively. They can't hold it any longer."

There is no way, since it is the disaster of the first generation, as his successor, Lott has to bear it, otherwise the entire continent will be destroyed - Orgris being controlled by the lizard people alone will trigger a large-scale fleeing wave, then If the entire continent fell, humans would probably go crazy.

But then again, why do other continents have humans and other different types of intelligent creatures living together, but not this continent?

"We may encounter the answer to this question in the future, so let's put it aside for now." Lott shook his head, looked up at the screen and asked, "Are there any other monsters nearby?"

"Not yet, but I can't guarantee it, sir." Vickers hesitated slightly from the side.

Obviously, this group of sheep-headed monsters cannot be limited to this. There should be many more in the future, but there is no guarantee for high-level units, such as level 40 monsters. After all, this thing is not what the soldiers say they have.

"Vickers, how far can the Scarab's current firepower cover?" Lot asked.

The goblin checked the information, raised his head and said: "The maximum cruising distance of the missile is about 1,000 kilometers. Theoretically, as long as you put one at home, it can cover eight allies in the north, including Orgris."

But the opponent's troops are as high as level 40, and they need to be bombed continuously to ensure that they are blown to ashes. Otherwise, who knows whether the opponent has resurrection skills.

Therefore, the firepower of the Scarab must be accurately accurate to the most reliable range of 100 kilometers, so that regardless of the intensity of the strike or the rescue of allies, everything can be arrived as quickly as possible.

"We only have 6 units, which is far from enough." Lott mused.

"Sir, if you allow us, we can develop an aviation version of the Scarab now. The combat flying saucer mounted on it can double the entire strike range. At least the advance firepower can be delivered immediately."

Upon hearing this, Lott turned around and asked, "How much funding is needed?"

"Three million should be enough."

Lott nodded and glanced at the energy storage device, which showed the amount of 7.8 million.

"Give me the best." Lot said solemnly.

"As you wish, my lord." Vickers bowed slightly beside him, and then led a group of men down.

The domain hall was half empty. Lott leaned on the table and crossed his hands while looking at the big screen in front of him without saying a word.

"What did you think of? My lord" Maria asked as she looked at Lott from the side. She was all too familiar with this feeling.

"Later on, they should have another batch." Lott looked over and muttered, "The scale should be very large by then."

When Maria heard this, she smiled and replied: "Can't we just bombard it with artillery?"

"No, that may change their target to attack the scarabs. We strive not to let any survivors go back to report what happened here."

"Then what's your solution?"

Lott pointed to the ruins of the former cemetery and ancestral hall that were almost flattened by the bombing, and said, "Let's catch turtles in an urn."

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