Chapter 514 Must Change Bloom in Blood and Death?

"Hiss, it looks like I caught a big fish."

The president of the Red Maple City branch muttered to himself, because he suddenly discovered that the man in black had a fifth-order level.

Although it looks like it has just broken through the fifth level, but the fifth level is the fifth level.

Fifth rank, it seems not high, the Mage Association can kill at will, but in fact, Mo Lan is the only player in the entire Mage Association who has reached the sixth ring, and the rest is only the fifth ring.

Tier 5 is even rarer in the overall player team, and this is also true among the aborigines. Although Tier 6 exists, Tier 6 is generally the highest combat power, and Tier 5 is already the highest combat power on the surface.

But now a fifth-level "highest combat power" has become a spy.

Seeing the cautious steps of the man in black and the professionally trained movements, the branch president can be sure that this man in black must come from a professional organization with strict training, and he will never be a sudden arrival. Gangster, this kind of profession is not something that gangsters can play.

"Being able to have a spy of this level means that there must be a seventh-level presence in the force.

Only when the seventh level suppresses the background and the sixth level becomes the highest combat power on the surface, the fifth level will merge into this level and become a spy.

And those who have this kind of strength nearby and are related to us must come from the three surrounding empires, or one of the three empires."

The president of the branch muttered to himself, watching the man in black leave Red Maple City for the direction of the Mage Association, with a thought, a message was sent directly to Mo Lan's tower spirit.

Ta Ling immediately paid attention to marking the breath of the man in black after receiving the news, but the man in black paid attention directly after passing through the forest and entering the lake area.

At this time, Mo Lan was studying, and Ta Ling didn't bother Mo Lan.

The man in black was hiding by the lake, and for some reason, he felt terrified, as if there was a giant beast crawling in the blue lake, as long as he took a step forward, he would be swallowed by this giant beast.

The man in black felt the unprecedented oppression, hesitated for a long time, and finally turned and left unwillingly.

Just as Mo Lan recovered from the research, Ta Ling projected the image of the man in black.

"Received a report from the president of the Red Maple City branch, suspected of being a spy from the imperial forces, should you arrest him?"

"Wearing tight black clothes in broad daylight, no wonder they say they are spies."

Mo Lan glanced at it, and said speechlessly, but Mo Lan could also tell that the black clothes were probably not ordinary clothes, but a kind of treasure, a treasure that could assist stealth to hide one's breath.

The most important thing is that this treasure seems to be a standard piece of equipment.

"The forces in the empire? I'm afraid it's the empire, right?

According to the information, it is unrealistic for the idle forces to be able to support such a level of spies.

Moreover, the Marquis of Morse is gone, and some time ago someone was driven back in despair. It is normal for spies to come, and there is a problem if they don’t come. They should be spies from some empire.

However, what is special about the Morse Kingdom today is that it has caught the eyes of these great empires. As long as the emperor is not blind, he will definitely be able to see the huge potential hidden in trains and machinery. "

Mo Lan knew it well and was not surprised. This kind of thing itself is inevitable. Sooner or later, how can someone who can lead an empire be a fool?

"If nothing else, these empires will come first."

Inside a palace stretching for dozens of miles in the core of the Southern Empire.

A majestic old man wearing a crown looked at the information accumulated on the magic paper in front of him. After reading it, he handed it to the minister next to him for viewing, and then passed it to the next person.

After a while, a person spoke up.

"Go to the Kingdom of Morse and ask the projector Mo Lan to offer his mage construction skills, then recognize his title, and pardon the Kingdom of Morse as his fiefdom."

"moron."

A young duke could not help but speak out.

"Duke Hestia, please watch your words and deeds!"

"Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue. I just feel sad for being nobles with you. I feel sad for nobles. It has simply lowered the average IQ level of our nobles. No wonder they are looked down upon by the projectors."

"Duke Hestia, I want to fight you!"

Said a fat-bellied noble with a flushed face.

"quiet!"

The old king wearing the crown on the top spoke softly, but as soon as the words fell, the hall fell silent instantly, even the nobles who had just shouted for a duel did not dare to make a sound.

"Duke Hestia, you are too much influenced by the projector, please pay attention to your words and deeds."

After the king's words fell, the nobles who had just shouted looked at Duke Hestia proudly, but Duke Hestia did not show any strangeness on his face, but spoke out.

"Yes, Your Majesty, but I still think the projector's wisdom is undeniable, so we should absorb part of the projector's wisdom.

Acknowledge their status, let them develop, recruit some to manage the others.

After all, the projectors are an undead race. Past experience tells us that we cannot kill the projectors, and being an enemy rashly will only lead to endless troubles. "

As soon as Duke Hestia finished speaking, some nobles who were originally expressionless raised their thick and fat eyelids.

"Your Majesty, what the Duke of Hestia said is indeed reasonable. I also think that projectors have infinite potential. Not long after they appeared, countless elite-level professionals appeared, and now there are fifth-level professionals.

I think as long as we let go of the suppression and recognize their status, they will be able to break through to the seventh level and become undead master professionals in a short time. When we make good friends with them, our status will naturally be stabilized.

As long as we please them, we will not lose our majesty."

"enough!"

The king sitting at the top spoke slowly.

"Order the Earl of Hongyan to bring the Knights of the Lions to the Kingdom of Morse, and order the projectionist Mo Lan to offer the skills of a mage, and then recognize his noble status and grant Morse the land.

If not, destroy it. "

After the king's words fell, the fat-headed and big-eared nobleman glanced at Duke Hestia proudly, and the others also glanced at him, with a half-hearted sneer on their faces, as if they were saying something.

"Duke Hestia, you are still too young compared to the previous Duke Hestia."

The Duke of Hestia was expressionless when he heard the words, but the only hope left in his heart was completely wiped out.

He couldn't help but recall what a projector had said to him.

"Could it be that change must bloom in blood and death?"

Duke Hestia was lost in thought.

While Mo Lan and others are working hard to create a better environment, players in other regions don't seem to be idle.