Using a multi-person teleportation magic circle, Marilyn was brought to Wetland City, and then placed in the manor given to her by Beta.
Compared with the red Fatana area, the Wetland City has a better environment and the temperature is warmer and more pleasant.
Although the cat people have been living in the desert or near the desert since ancient times.
But this does not prevent them from pursuing a better living environment.
If there is no other way, which biological race would want to live in a bad place.
So as soon as she arrived in Wetland City, Marilyn felt very comfortable, and the manor did have the smell left by Roland.
Roland would occasionally go to Wetland City to help Beta build some relatively large buildings.
After all, among all the players now, he is the one who uses the two magics of "fossils into mud" and "mud into stone" the most.
When I was helping here, I lived in the manor here.
I introduced Marilyn to the servants here, then took her hand and went to the gathering place of the cat people.
It's in a community about five hundred meters to the right of Roland Manor.
So when Marilyn entered this place full of cat people, she looked even happier.
Then a black line came from a distance and circled around Marilyn.
It's the black cat Maromasha.
Two cats, one white and one black, hugged each other, crying and laughing.
Roland watched with great pleasure.
There is no way, these two cats are beautiful and cute... Although Roland doesn't like cats very much, this interracial style is still quite attractive.
Ten minutes later, the black cat Malomasha entertained Roland at her home.
Dried rat in honey sauce, fish grilled on a stone slab, and... fresh catnip were all served.
The white cat Marilyn ate with gusto on the side, although she was not short of food in the manor of the red magic tower.
But the food made by humans still doesn't quite suit her taste.
It’s just that she’s not picky about food.
Now these things are originally the special delicacies of the cat people.
The black cat didn't eat. She nodded slightly to Roland and said, "Thank you, Mr. Roland, for sending Marilyn over."
Marilyn is very beautiful, and most young men, as long as they have her, are not willing to let her go.
And Roland was willing to let Marilyn go free, which was quite beyond Maroma's expectation.
"It's okay, it should be. I don't think it's good for her to stay alone in the Red Magic Tower." Roland waved his hand: "How are you cat people living here recently? Are there any inconveniences? Or are there any? People are discriminating and harassing you?”
"No." Maromasha smiled happily.
Forget about discrimination and harassment.
The Golden Son almost doted on them to the heavens.
Provide delicious food, give away fun things... As long as they, the cat people, don't do bad things, they can walk around the wetland city.
This kind of life is simply like being in the Kingdom of God.
"That's good." Roland nodded.
He was the one who proposed to let the Cat People here in the first place. If the Cat People live badly, he has a small responsibility.
Now I am completely relieved.
"Sir Roland, I heard that you are going to invade the Demon Realm?" Malomasha's face looked curious, even with deep admiration.
In that part of the Demon Realm, there are many demons, and the demon gods are even more ruthless. Except for the Dragon Clan in the Main Plane, everyone who hears this is not afraid to tremble.
And it has always been only the demons who invaded the main plane, and then relied on the human coalition and the brave to show their power and push the demons back.
This kind of reincarnation happens once every one or two hundred years on average.
Every time the demons invade, it is a tragedy of blood and tears on the main plane.
But now... The Golden Son actually wants to fight in the demon world.
This is quite domineering.
Something that has never happened before in the main plane.
So it's not surprising that Maroma has such an attitude.
What's more, the place where they live now is the territory of the Golden Son.
Stable, peaceful, prosperous... even an extremely fair city.
It is both civilized and armed.
This kind of race is so loved by the cat people.
After all, cats pursue the perfect combination of elegance and force.
Roland nodded: "You also know?"
In fact, about preparing to go on an expedition to the Demon Realm... Apart from the Son of Gold, the cat people were the first to know.
After all, the cat people live in Wetland City, and when players talk about these relatively public contents, they never worry about anything and just say whatever they want.
The cat people are a natural scout race, and they habitually start collecting intelligence.
After that, I knew what the players would do next, and what they found difficult and troublesome.
Maromasha took a bite of the grilled fish and said slowly: "I heard that your scouts went to the Demon Realm but didn't collect any information."
Roland continued to nod, there was nothing to hide.
"How about we cat people come to help." Maromasha looked at Roland steadily, her eyes full of gratitude: "We can live here only because of your protection. Now you are in trouble. And it just so happens that we can help..."
"Can't help!" Roland waved his hand.
Although the top scouts among the players have not yet crossed the portal, a large part of the scout professionals who went there and were killed immediately without even seeing their shadows were mid-range combat power.
The average strength is actually better than that of the Cat Scouts.
There is nothing they can do about it. Even if the cat people send out a dozen or so powerful scouts, it would be good if only half of them can come back.
Players can be resurrected, but cat people cannot.
Hearing Roland's categorical refusal, Malomasa was a little frustrated, and the two cat ears on her head drooped slightly.
The cat people are actually a race that knows how to be grateful.
Now that she had received such a great favor from the Golden Son, she had no chance to repay it, which made her quite depressed.
"You can live in this city and abide by the rules here, which is the best help to us." Roland saw Maroma's thoughts and said with a smile.
"How is that possible!" Maromasha naturally didn't believe it. She felt that Roland was comforting her.
"In addition to us playing... Sons of Gold, Wetland City also needs more other races to form a good productivity cycle." Roland explained: "We can indeed support a city, but we are all professionals and have many things to do. It's very mobile. There may be a lot of people staying here for a period of time, or there may be no one left here in the next month. Just like this expedition to the Demon Realm, our people will go to Sicily in more than ten days. The city was moved, and after half a month, there were not many Golden Sons left here. And there are still too few humans who have moved here. You cat people stay here, both as guardians and as providers of popularity, which can make this city , less lifeless.”
"Other races can do this."
"But the cat people are prettier and cuter, aren't they?"
"Well!" Maromasha's tail was raised high, and the end of the tail kept twisting and turning: "What you said seems to make sense."
After appeasing Black Hunter and throwing the white cat to her, Roland left the city and teleported to Sicily City.
Arriving at the location of the previous dragon cave, Roland saw a hill that had been completely bulldozed, and there were at least five to six thousand tents surrounding the portal that was emitting green light.
Farther away, there were the guards of Sicily City, about a thousand people in total, looking at the group of players in front of them with fear.
Under normal circumstances, a thousand armored soldiers are quite powerful... The city of Sicily is a transportation and trade hub, and taxes are quite high, so it can afford to support a thousand armored elites.
But now, these thousand armored elites all feel weak when they see that at least one tenth of them are elite professionals, and then at least one tenth are master level professionals.
If you can't win, you can't win no matter how hard you try.
Not to mention the strength, the number of people is also overwhelming, how can we fight!
Moreover, there is now an endless stream of golden sons coming from other places.
"It's not like he wants to start another anti-god movement." The commander became more and more anxious.
He was a survivor of a battle to encircle and suppress the Son of Gold more than two years ago.
Now he has been promoted to command the entire city's soldiers.
The Golden Son from two years ago didn't even have an elite level on average, but he had already shown himself to be quite tenacious, fighting to the death, and was quite powerful.
Now, most of them have passed the elite level, and there are even many masters.
This kind of strength is much stronger than before.
If there is another anti-god movement, can the coalition of gods still be able to suppress them
The commander felt a little thirsty.
He has already planned to resign.
The players gathered here at this time are all small guilds.
They are waiting for the arrival of the Grand Guild.
Bi Tai said Phoenix Guild, Mao Xiaopang, Moon Shadow Guild and so on.
Large guilds are different from small guilds. They have a large number of people and are troublesome to mobilize.
Moreover, it will take time to ensure that the logistics line of the big guild is good.
So they are waiting.
The players gathered together and were vaguely divided into several 'camps'. Some played mahjong, some played Landlords, some played simple bowling, some engaged in werewolf killing, or simply told stories.
There was also a group of rather boring bards, who started playing the familiar background music of "De~Dede~De" next to the Landlord players.
Players also posted:
'Seventeen cards, can you defeat me? '
'Brother, hurry up. If you don't hurry up, I'll give you a cup of cappuccino. '
Such a line sounds very arrogant.
Roland's arrival attracted the attention of almost all players.
There is no way, his face is too recognizable.
Especially since the hand-made thing came out, more people now recognize him.
Roland walked to the portal.
The surrounding players began to talk about it.
'My day, finally someone of importance has arrived. '
'Only Roland came to F6? '
'Where's Shuke? The paladin should also have the ability to restrain demon creatures. If he comes again, these two masters will take the lead, and we will follow. '
'Only one person came, probably to inquire about the situation on the other side. The scout went in and was killed and came back. Roland probably has something to do. '
'I remember he had a spider that he could throw on the ground and be hard to find. '
'Yes, in the underworld, he relied on that thing to break out of the illusion. '
I have to say that the players’ intuition is still very good.
When Roland came here, he really wanted to use the magic spider to explore the reality on the other side.
He snapped his fingers and used the small wish-making technique.
"I wish that my next spell would not have any magic fluctuations."
Then Roland summoned three magic spiders.
The magic spider is already very small, and its magic power fluctuation is almost non-existent.
But there were still some. Roland estimated that the succubus sensed the weak magic fluctuations, discovered the magic spider, and then destroyed it.
He didn't believe that in that dark demon world, the succubus could spot the almost completely transparent magic spider hiding in the cracks of small rocks more than ten meters away.
So Roland speculated that the remaining magic power fluctuation must have been discovered by the succubus.
But now, with the 'blessing' of the wishing technique, these three summoned magic spiders really do not have any magic power fluctuations.
Then Roland used the magic of turning mud into stone to make a rock dummy more than two meters high.
This is not a summoned creature, it's just a human-shaped stone that Roland simply pulled with magic threads.
Then three magic spiders climbed onto the stone man's body and hid in the uneven places.
Finally, the stone man walked towards the teleportation gate with steps that he would never recognize.
At this time, many players watching the show opened the live broadcast room.
There are various names, mainly shocking ones.
'Shocked that this man would let a stone man do such a thing. '
'It's incredible that spiders have such a relationship with stone people. '
The stone man entered the portal, and Roland immediately switched to the perspective of the magic spider.
After passing through a green space tunnel, the stone man had just stepped out of the magic circle. Before even one of his feet had touched the ground of the demon world, dozens of air cuts suddenly appeared in the air.
These cuts appeared at the same time.
Extremely sharp.
The stone man instantly turned into dozens of pieces and fell to the ground.
One of the magic spiders was also cut off.
But there were two magic spiders that fell to the ground along with the stone man's debris, and were then pressed down by small stones and hidden.
From Roland's perspective, the surroundings were dark. After all, the magic spider had no sight now.
But I can hear the sounds around me.
The vibrating sound of someone walking...from far to near.
Then there was the sound of flapping wings in the air.
"They were smart this time. They sent a summoned creature to check the situation first, but my space cutting is still faster."
The male voice was very deep. Although it was in the language of the demon world, Roland had a good knowledge of the language and could understand it.
"What's going on over there? The magic circle has been activated, but Lord Paimon won't let us pass."
This is a female voice, very seductive and charming. Just listening to it makes people have the urge to watch. It feels like such a voice needs to be marked with a mosaic.
"None of the brats who guided us have come back." The male voice continued: "But I am curious, how long will the army be assembled? There are already thirty thousand. This number is enough for us to conduct a battle on the main plane. Why is Lord Paimon not satisfied and even looking for reinforcements?"
"Lord Paimon's prophecy is very powerful. There must be a reason for him to do this." The seductive female voice made a strange sound, as if she was licking her lips: "I really want to get close to the young men in the main plane. I already have I haven’t tasted them in over two hundred years.”