In the early morning, a bright red sun gradually showed the whole picture from the horizon. The light of dawn pierced the darkness before dawn and liberated the earth from the cover of darkness.

The sun shines on an elf girl walking out of the white castle, making her blonde hair scattered behind her become more dazzling,

"Um--"

Body and mind were happy, and there seemed to be a layer of luster flashing around her body. The elf girl bathed in the morning sun and let out a comfortable hum. Her big blue eyes reflected a water-like luster under the rising sun.

The girl hummed lightly, like a deer in the forest, jumping happily in the dragon's castle. Yesterday, the owner of the castle had relieved his concerns with his actions, making her realize that she had not fallen out of favor, and the dragon still loved her body.

Although as an immortal species, she can live well even without relying on the dragon, she has been abandoned for less than half a year after following the dragon, which is really a shame for her self-esteem.

Moreover, dragons can give birth to descendants with any creature that reproduces through both sexes, and the elves are no exception. Lydia also wants to give birth to a sufficiently excellent offspring through Diapolo.

However, when the elves are happy, naturally some people are unhappy. When Lydia entered the castle and walked into the bedroom of Diapolo, she saw many dragon people, and these dragon people also saw her.

Therefore, when the elf walked out of Diapolo's bedroom and came to the outside world, he was naturally targeted by some very caring dragon people.

"This pointed ear stayed in Lord Diapolo's room for a whole night."

"No need to say, we all saw it."

"Well, she looks like something happened to Lord Diapolo."

"Be confident and remove it. Something must have happened. Look at her, it's like a flower watered by rain."

"How could this be possible? Can't we compare to this pointed ear? Where is she better than us?"

"That's right, why?"

A group of female dragon men gathered together looked at Lydia who was gradually leaving the castle, feeling full of indignation.

Originally, they didn't dare to have any ideas about Diapolo. But just yesterday, they saw a sharp ear that was not very good in all aspects walking into Diapolo's bedroom and stayed overnight.

This situation immediately made many female dragon people feel excited. They are so weak and have average sharp ears, so why can't we do it? This is what most female dragon people think.

However, before these female dragons could find a way to send themselves into Diapolo's bedroom, an order fell on them - to assist the elves Lydia, to migrate and escort the human inhabitants.

He didn't care about the insignificant complaints of the Dragon people and sent everything out for the time being, but he had nothing to do. Diapolo focused on improving his strength.

As a one-stop, even when sleeping, his strength can naturally increase. However, this sleep takes a long time. Diapolo doesn't want to sleep at once, and he hates this kind of passive strength improvement.

Therefore, Diapolo tends to improve his strength through active cultivation, but because his own foundation is too strong, the effect achieved in each practice is minimal, and there is not much improvement than that obtained by sleeping.

It is precisely because of this that most dragons are too lazy to practice and feel that they are not strong enough, so they simply find a place to cover their heads and sleep.

But Diapolo is not an ordinary dragon. He is a miracle product born in the Institute of Supreme Research of the Warlock Empire. He has a way to quickly enhance his strength through killing and plundering - Soul-Devouring.

"It's the soul again!"

In the central castle, the dragon that manifests its true body walks around a little annoyed. It takes a high-quality soul to improve its strength, while building forces also requires souls.

The Shadow Corps, a spell product that can only be born through his power, is absolutely loyal and reliable. Diapolo naturally does not mind too much.

The silver-level souls that didn't feel swallowed were naturally used to refine the shadow guards, but no matter how many such weak guards were, it would be difficult to help Diapolo's battle.

Therefore, it is necessary to expand the Shadow Corps, but to increase the upper limit of the Shadow Corps, it is necessary to consume high-quality souls. The nature of the Shadow Corps determines that as long as it is used properly, investment will never lose money.

"Ah, there's nothing I can do."

The dragon's strict dragon eyes swept across the ground and finally turned its gaze to the direction of the sea.

In his plan, the dark area will be one of the places where he will gain souls in the future, but now it is not the time to rush into the dark hell and start killing.

Because now the leader of the Dark Clan who surrendered to him is integrating all the powers that can be connected, and Diapolo is not particularly aware of this.

When integrating the surrounding forces, rushing into the dark area and killing, it is easy to kill friendly forces by mistake, so the Sea of ​​Freedom is the first choice.

"Go to kill the pirates!"

The dragon, who was so idle, spread its wings, flew out of the castle, hiding its whereabouts, and sneaking towards the Sea of ​​Freedom. He did not intend to promote his existence with great fanfare, even if it was an act of punishing evil and promoting good.

Because every killing he will be accompanied by the plunder of his soul. Although there are not many souls that can be seen, there are definitely many such existences in the Sea of ​​Freedom. Once exposed, he will become an evil dragon that is beaten and killed by the world.

Therefore, in the loss of time, a monster legend wandering among the seas and devouring pirates and slave ships gradually appeared on the Sea of ​​Freedom.

As for this legend that describes the hideous, terrifying and ugly whole article, a giant dragon who likes to kill pirates and disdains it.

Just as the legend of the invisible sea monster continued to ferment and even triggered several pirate groups with soul-minded spirit to jointly search, Diapolo had returned to his territory and was preparing to resettle the first group of human inhabitants who arrived around his castle.

"I finally look like a little territory."

Standing at the edge of the central castle, Diapolo listened to the hustle and bustle brought by the wind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The current population composition of his territory is mainly divided into two parts, one part is the human inhabitants of the territory ceded to him by the three major priests, and the other part is the slaves he stolen.

The number of human inhabitants was about 100,000. After the deep dragon Cabrey used his soul power to open up mountains and fill the valleys and opened up a safe way to the Central Castle, Lydia and others spent more than a month moving most of them to three satellite cities near the Central Fortress.

As for the robbed slaves, the number of more than ten thousand, after waking them up, Diapolo distributed a small part of them to Ismail, asking him to use these young men as the first labor force to build the harbour.

As for the rest, Diapolo divided it into dozens of groups according to their living habits, and then placed it around the central castle and near the coast, and established dozens of small villages to reclaim wasteland.

At this time, Diapolo stood on the city wall, and wherever he saw, it was no longer the desolation and silence of the past, but the noise and noise of civilization.

This made Diapolo feel particularly comfortable, just like drinking frozen lemon juice during the summer holidays. But at this moment, a burst of laughter came from afar along the wind.

It is the sound of children playing and fighting. Such a sound means that these children have adapted to the environment they are in today, and it represents...

"It shouldn't be like this."

The excellent vision of the dragons has allowed Diapolo to see clearly the appearance of more than a dozen children playing on the ridges of the fields. They were ragged, pale and thin, and dirty dust marks on their faces. But even so, they smiled happily, with stars shining in their eyes.

"My constituents shouldn't live like this."

The boy closed his eyes, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and began to ponder. Then he slowly let out this breath, and his eyes opened. He had already made a decision.

“It’s time to carry out the next step of territory construction.”

The shadow expanded under the teenager's feet, and ten shadow guards with scarlet glitter appeared,

"Go and invite me the village chief Ismail and those architects."

After giving the order, Diapolo watched these loyal guards sink into the shadows, then turned slowly and walked slowly into the convention hall of the castle.

When he walked into the hall, the people whom he indicated were already sitting at the conference table with pale faces, waiting for the order.

"Mr. Diapolo, what are your instructions?"

The old man invited by the shadow guard from the village by the sea was pale. He was just an ordinary person now and could not stand such trouble.

"How many scholars are there in the village you manage?" Diapolo made it straight to the point.

"The scholars are not counted as me, there are only seven." Hearing Diapolo's words, Ismail thought carefully and replied slowly.

"Seven? It seems that there is no way to literate the whole person for the time being." Diapolo frowned, and then slowly unfolded.

"Then let's build a primary school first and teach all the children in the territory to read."

"Lord, what did you say?" Ismail was slightly stunned when he heard Diapolo's words, and then asked with some disconfidence.

"I see you are so old that you are so old that you can't hear clearly?" Diapolo rubbed his eyebrows.

"I heard it clearly, I just found it incredible, so I confirmed it for the second time."

"What's incredible?"

"As far as I know, no lord will give such an order. Not to mention the literacy of all the people, it is impossible for only seven scholars to teach all the children in the territory to read. So I suggest that a supernatural test be conducted first, and then screen out children with talent for cultivation, and then educate them."

"I'm full. No lord would do this, so now I have it. I just read, what kind of talent does it mean to practice."

"But if ordinary people without talent learn too, the only scholars in our territory can't teach them at all."

"Okay, I get it." Diapolo stood up.

"Lord, what have you done?"
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