Chapter 43 Refugees come to vote
McGonagall ran over in a panic: "Master, it's not good. In the river... In the river..."
"What a panic!"
Roger's reprimand made McGracong calm down. The latter took a few breaths and waited until his emotions stabilized before he spoke: "Master, the fishmen in the Nushui River fought for some reason, and many fishmen's corpses floated on the surface of the river."
Why, it turned out to be this.
Roger shook his head repeatedly. McGonagall's biggest disadvantage is that he is too timid and startled when he has a little bit of trouble.
Others don’t know why the fishmen in the Nushui River fight, but can Roger still not know?
Speaking of which, he is the initiator, and he created the fishman battle in the Nushui River.
The ancient evil god's flesh and blood curse ability is indeed powerful. With it combined with Roger's elemental control, as long as Roger has enough strength, it is not a problem for him to create any kind of flesh and blood creatures. Of course, it can be created, and Roger does not guarantee the quality.
The flesh and blood curse applied to elemental creatures may be stronger in body than the genuine ones, but they are things that are quickly spawned, and such things must have fatal flaws.
The defect is nothing else, but in their souls.
Compared with the creatures that are normally fertilized in nature, the genitals produced by the flesh and blood curse are missing in the soul, and the lack of the soul is manifested in intellectual abnormality.
Compared with the genuine product, the IQ is relatively low, and it is not even on the passing line. Except for a very small number of products that can reach normal levels, more than 90% of the products can be summarized in three words, which are - low-energy.
Roger has an example in this regard. The ten spearmen and a team of crossbowmen who fought against the night attacks of the werewolf in the Red Ridge Mountains were the first batch of births under the curse of flesh and blood. These people seem to be no different from normal humans on the surface. If they really want to compare, their physical fitness is far beyond the average level of humans. The use of a certain weapon is comparable to that of veterans who have been fighting on the battlefield for many years. After being blessed by Roger's fighting roar, their personal strength is comparable to that of an apprentice knight.
However, if you get closer and look carefully, you will find that these spearmen and crossbowmen are dull and their eyes are straight. The first feeling that people feel is not as simple as dullness, but that they have intellectual problems, which makes people equate them with fools as soon as possible.
With flesh and blood curse and elemental control, as long as Roger wants him to be able to perform violent soldiers tactics, he didn't do that.
A fool who is proficient in a certain weapon and is strong and strong will not attract others' attention if there is a small number of appearances. If there is a large number of appearances, others can know that there is something wrong with their toes. If Roger really dares to fight against the enemy, the ones waiting for him will definitely be waves of conspiracies after wave until his secret is dug out by others.
Never treat others as fools, only in this way can you live long.
The violent human soldiers were making trouble for themselves, and Roger wanted to increase his strength, so he could not hold two abilities that could combine into a big killer weapon, but could only stare at him, so he took a different approach.
Human soldiers are too eye-catching and cannot be used to violent soldiers. So I can abuse soldiers of other races.
Humans don’t know much about creatures like fishman, and these creatures that always stare at a pair of dead fish eyes and curse with flesh and blood can’t tell anyone else even if their IQ is low, even if their eyes are dull, even if their eyes are straight, others can’t see it.
Who made the image of the fishman always look like that?
As for the problem of low IQ for genital products, it is not a problem in the fisherman community. After all, the IQ of the fisherman is already low enough. How low can it be?
Even the fishman born from the flesh and blood curse is not much different from the genuine fishman's IQ. Is such a creature in line with Roger's wishes?
"It seems that a new fishman clan has entered this section of the river." Roger remained silent, "Just keep keeping someone staring at him. If you want to fight, let them fight. No matter how much death is, it doesn't matter to us. As long as they don't come to harass the town, we will pretend that we didn't see it."
Roger knew very well that killing like this now would last for a while in the Nushui River. It would only take less time until the Black Scale clan created by Roger that there were enough fishmen in the Black Scale clan and the nearby fishmen clan recognized the ownership of the Black Scale clan's river section.
Before this, the Black Scale Clan will launch an attack on all migrating fish clans until the opponent withdraws or destroys them all.
The master is really not worried about the fish man at all, but it is true. With the master's strength, what is a mere fish man worth?
Roger's calm and calm attitude stabilized McGonagall's heart. McGonagall also figured it out. There was a tall man holding on to the sky when the sky fell. Even Roger, the lord of the red-ridge collar, didn't care. What's the use of McGonagall's panic?
Things in the river are gone, but things on the land are coming again.
The town built by Roger was connected to the east by the Nushui River and the Chiji Mountain in the north by the Viscount Solomon in the province of Taimo, and it was not far west by entering the range of the Elvin Forest.
Needless to say, the Nushui River to the east, the werewolves in the Chiji Mountain to the north suffered a loss and had not yet come yet to launch a second attack. Things on land came from either the south or the west.
This is true. Vagrants began to gather on the south and west sides of the town. To be precise, there were far more vagrants in the south than in the west. Those vagrants who appeared from the west actually came from the Tymo Province in the south, but they did not distinguish the direction too accurately, so they took a detour and entered the Elvin Forest, which appeared from the west side of the town.
Seeing that there was indeed a small town at the entrance of Chiji Mountain, I learned from the town's leaders that it was indeed a newly developed territory. The mage lord named Roger was still recruiting the leaders. The refugees were very excited. They were excited, but they dared not get too close to the town.
In addition to being afraid of the fishmen in the Nushui River and the werewolves that will appear at any time, the refugees are more afraid of disturbing the lord Roger. If they fail to seize the opportunity to become the lord, they will probably not be able to get rid of the identity of the refugee in their entire lives.
Chapter completed!