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Chapter 512 Torch Mountain

At this time, Dorothea could already sense that the collision of planes was quietly taking place, which was a special existence in the original world.

She knew that the players were a group of people in all planes, and their behavior was extremely opportunistic - they would side with whoever had the upper hand. Now, the players had collectively participated in the counterattack against the undead, and even the player groups in Scorched Earth City that she had close ties with had joined the battle. This meant that the undead in the Endless Sea would face an unprecedented, massive war.

Dorothea waved her hand, signaling all the vampires in the camp to retreat. She looked at Torch Island outside, frowned, and said reluctantly: "The terrain of Torch Island is not dangerous, and there is no natural defense barrier. Facing such a large-scale attack, do I need to make a retreat plan in advance?"

After landing on Torch Island, Helot had roughly inspected the island's defense system. He had to admit that Dorothea was indeed unique in military command. For an island that lacked depth, she did not deploy a large number of low-level undead as in the usual undead wars. On the contrary, the proportion of high-level undead and heroic undead among the defenders on Torch Island was very high. There were all kinds of spell towers all over the island, which could provide effective magic support on the sea and in the air.

The shallow sea area around the island is covered with a large area of ​​bone mudflats, which hide countless spell traps and lurking undead. The offshore waters are polluted by death energy, and all creatures are exterminated. In the farther seas, ghosts patrol around the clock to ensure that any enemy movements can be detected in time.

It can be said that except for the infiltration of a small group of elite troops, it is almost impossible for conventional troops to approach Torch Island without being discovered.

Even in the face of a large-scale attack, Torch Island can effectively resist through its stepped defense system. If the enemy wants to successfully land, they must pay a very painful price.

In addition, Helot also noticed during his ascent that Dorothea's army was transforming Torch Mountain with magic. Once the transformation was completed, the mountain would become a powerful magic cannon, becoming the ultimate weapon of the undead army.

Dorothea invested a lot of resources and energy in this island, and even slowed down its plan to annex other islands. If he chose to withdraw now, even Helot would feel a little reluctant.

"We can make a retreat plan, but if it is possible to hold on, we should try our best." Helot pondered for a moment, then asked, "What is the current production of icy steel?"

Ice steel is the most precious resource on Torch Island and also the greatest value of this island.

"Come with me..." Dorothea led Helot to a corner of the camp, where more than ten huge iron boxes were placed, each with a capacity of one cubic meter. She opened one of the boxes, and inside it were neatly stacked snow-white metal bricks. Dorothea explained, "These are all refined icy steel, and the current output is one box per week."

Helot reached out and picked up a piece of burning ice steel, and found that it was much lighter than he had imagined.

The surface of the metal is cold, as if holding a piece of ice, but at the same time there is a faint burning sensation. The ice element and the fire element form a strange coexistence state in this metal, making its rigidity and toughness easily changeable. This characteristic allows the burning ice steel to not only give the armor the magic defense of ice and fire dual attributes, but also develop more amazing properties through further refining and magic endowment.

Helot couldn't help but imagine that if he could use the opposite coexistence characteristics of the burning ice steel, he might be able to achieve the coexistence of extreme opposite elements such as life and death, holiness and corruption, nature and destruction. Thinking of this, the value of Torch Island in his heart was raised to a higher level.

"Can the output be increased?" Helot asked.

Dorothea spread her hands helplessly. "The raw ore of the burning ice steel is mixed with ordinary iron ore. It is difficult for the low-intelligence undead miners to accurately distinguish which ones are the raw ore of the burning ice steel. Only the indigenous creatures of the Endless Sea can effectively sort them. If we want to increase production, we must capture more indigenous creatures to work. But the current problem is that the death rate of these creatures far exceeds the rate at which we can replenish them."

Just then, the sound of supervisors whipping miners came from the direction of the mine.

Helot frowned and said, "I think you should find a way to reduce the death rate of these creatures."

Dorothea sighed, "Of course I understand this, but we the undead know nothing about the survival needs of the creatures here. The native creatures of this plane are even more fragile than blood slaves, and they seem to die at the slightest touch. Do you have any solution?"

Helot nodded: "Let's go to your mine first."

The mine was located below the Skeleton Behemoth Camp, and Helot followed Dorothea on a tour. The undead soldiers they met along the way saluted them respectfully, while the native miners were too scared to look up, and their hearts were filled with doubts: Why would a human being be so respected by the undead, and even have such a close relationship with the terrible vampire queen?

The indigenous creatures of the Endless Sea are divided into land people, island people and sea people.

The appearance of the land dwellers and island dwellers is similar to that of ordinary humans, with tall and thin bodies, narrow and long cheeks, and three-dimensional facial features. The skin of the land dwellers is off-white, and the skin of the island dwellers is slightly brown. According to human aesthetics, those with outstanding appearances are considered to have exotic beauty.

The sea people live in the sea. They are taller, have fins on their backs, webbed feet and palms, and gills behind their ears. However, they can also breathe with lungs and are amphibious creatures.

Helot did not go deep into the mine, but just walked around the periphery and found many problems.

"Is the mortality rate of sea people very high?" asked Helot.

Dorothea was a little surprised, thinking that Helot had just arrived and made such an accurate judgment: "How did you find out?"

Helotte sighed. She knew this was a blind spot in the knowledge of the undead. She explained, "The sea people live below sea level most of the time. Even if they come to land, they will not stray far from the sea. But this is a mountain with an altitude of 3,000 to 4,000 meters. Even if the sea people do nothing, their bodies are already under great pressure. You still want them to do high-intensity mining work. How can they not die in large numbers?"

Dorothea suddenly realized something and looked at the weak sea miners. They were staggering and looked like they were about to fall and die at any moment. "What should I do? I can't ask them to stop mining, can I?"

Helot, who was familiar with Dorothea's governance, shook his head and said, "Why should we let them mine in person? Their job is just to sort out the raw ore of icy steel from the iron ore. You can let the skeletons go into the mine to mine, and then transport the ore down the mountain for these native creatures to sort it. This way, not only can their mortality rate be reduced, but also the speed of sorting the raw ore of icy steel can be accelerated."

Dorothea's eyes lit up. "Yes! Why didn't I think of that? Fortunately you are here... I will immediately transfer these native creatures to the foot of the mountain and send more skeletons in to mine. In the past, I was worried that landslides would kill the miners, so I didn't allow the skeletons to use powerful blasting magic. Now that they don't need to mine in person, the skeletons can use blasting magic to blow up the ore at will."

Helot mourned for the skeleton miners, and then pointed out another problem: "You have another serious problem here." He took Dorothea to the canteen of the mining area, pointed to the dark brown paste in the big pot and said: "Is this powder made from bread fungi?"

Dorothea nodded: "Yes. It is troublesome for living beings to eat. I transplanted bread fungi here and used magic to stimulate their growth. The yield is very large, enough to feed all the living miners."

Helot was helpless: "Your Majesty, the creatures in the Endless Sea are not the blood slaves of the Land of Death. Even if they are blood slaves, if you let them eat this kind of thing and go mining, they won't survive for long."

Dorothea was a little confused: "What should they eat then?"

"Fish, there are plenty of fish in the sea. You can have the undead go fishing, and then send out ships to buy food on land or elsewhere. At the same time, publish it as a task. As long as the price is right, there will definitely be player navigators willing to deliver food for you."

Even though Dorothea couldn't understand everything, she trusted Helot: "Okay, I'll do as you say. Is there anything else that needs improvement?"

Helot looked around and found that there were problems almost everywhere in this mining area: "Sanitation, drinking water, work coordination and allocation... I think you need a professional team to manage these miners."

"I'll leave this mine to you." Dorothea naturally threw this heavy burden to Helot, as if this mine was not hers: "Let's follow the previous division of labor. Leave the fighting to me, and everything else is up to you!"

Helot had to take over such a difficult task just after arriving on the island, so he had to do it even if he didn't want to.

Dorothea: Let her do what she is good at.

"Okay..." Helot took a deep breath, quickly sorted out his thoughts, and responded: "You go and command the army to prepare for war, and leave the rest to me."

Dorothea nodded with satisfaction, patted Helot's shoulder with her hand, and showed a wicked smile on her face: "It's comfortable to cooperate with you! I'm relieved to leave the matter to you!"

After saying this, Dorothea turned and left with brisk steps, as if she had gotten rid of a trouble.

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Helot stood there, watching her figure going further and further away, then turned around to face the problematic mine in front of him, sighing inwardly.

"Who is in charge of this mine?" Helot raised his voice.

Soon, a vampire hurried over and saluted him respectfully, with a hint of nervousness in his tone: "Your Majesty, I have been assigned by Her Majesty the Queen to be in charge of the management of this mine."

Helot nodded slightly, glanced around the mine, and then gave an order: "Stop working immediately and escort all the miners down the mountain. Build a skeleton shelter for them, send the undead to catch some fish, and make sure they are well fed and have a good rest for a day."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The vampire responded immediately without any resistance to Helot's order.

Helot continued to instruct: "Also, mobilize a group of skeleton miners to replace the living miners to enter the mine. Regardless of the loss, speed up the mining speed." He paused, afraid that the vampires would not understand what he meant, so he lowered his voice with a sense of urgency in his tone: "We may retreat from Torch Island to the Land of Death at any time, and we must mine as much icy steel and iron as possible. Do you understand what I mean?"

The vampire bowed his head, his voice low and firm: "I understand, Your Majesty. Regardless of the loss of the skeleton miners, we will mine the ore with all our strength to ensure that we obtain the most resources in the shortest time."

Helot nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "Where is the entrance to the torch cannon?"

The vampire answered quickly, "Deep inside the mines, there is a tunnel that leads straight to the center of the mountain. The Azure Mages were responsible for the design and construction of the flare cannon."

Helot looked towards the mine entrance and said, "Okay, go and do what I told you to do. I'll go check on the progress of the torch cannon construction."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The vampire responded respectfully, then turned around and called another vampire warrior, instructing him, "You lead the way for Your Majesty and make sure Your Majesty is safe."

The vampire warrior immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully to Helot: "Your Majesty, please follow me."

Helot said nothing more, just a soft "hmm", and followed the vampire warrior who led the way, and walked into the dark mine. The light in the cave was dim, and the air was filled with the smell of ore and soil. Glowing ores could be vaguely seen on the walls around.

The order was also sent into the mine.

The creatures who were mining inside lined up and walked out under the escort of the undead overseers. What surprised them was that the undead overseers seemed to be very polite to them, without roaring or whipping them. Even if they walked slowly, they were only urged to walk slowly.

Corresponding to the miners who left the mine, a large number of skeleton miners were driven into the mine, along with many necromancers. As they walked, they discussed the magic they were going to cast, even small earthquake spells.

After exiting the mine, the next step is to go down the mountain.

These miners who had just come out finally learned what had happened from their companions outside.

A human came to the mine, accompanied by Queen Dorothea herself. All the undead here were extremely respectful to that human, and even though Queen Dorothea left and left him alone here, the undead were still cautious in front of him and did not dare to do anything presumptuous.

Even the chief vampire supervisor who sucked blood from people to death at will was as humble as a dog meeting his master in front of that human.

The miners couldn't help wondering: Who is that human? What changes will it bring to our fate?

The living miners were escorted down the mountain by the undead, and next to them were the skeleton miners going up the mountain.