Lord Of The Magical Beasts 494 Gold Coas

Yang Ling was shocked when he learned the secrets behind the Tailun Continent!

Initially, Yang Ling had only seen that the Tailun Continent was occupied by various large duchies, with the Banto Empire, Rossi Empire, and Delar Empire, each holding a great number of resources. After having personally partic.i.p.ated in the splitting of resources, he realized that he had been ridiculously wrong in the past!

On the surface, much of the resources were held in the hands of the empires of various sizes, but in reality, the Banto Empire and Rossi Empire were just puppets of the various major factions. Basically, every duchy or territory was controlled by the major faction backing them.

The Banto Empire was helmed by the Sect of the Fire G.o.d behind the G.o.d of Fire, the Delar Empire controlled by the Bellimore family where the G.o.d of Swords was, the generations of emperors of the Rossi Empire had to be conferred by the Golden Lion Barker… If even the three great empires were operated this way, it would naturally be the same for the rest of the smaller duchies and territories. It could be said that the high and mighty kings or great leaders in the eyes of an average person were just figureheads for the various major factions.

The powerful controlled everything!

The various Divine-level Experts hiding behind the various duchies and territories were the true lords of the continent!

"The countries to the south of the Ural Mountain Range, other than the Banto Empire and the Livenza Alliance that are near the Magical Beast Territory, are to be delegated to the Dark a.s.sociation. The Livenza Alliance, Amazon Forest, Dark Marsh, Great Alpen Wasteland, and the Gold Coast will be delegated to the Magical Beast Territory!" The G.o.d of Fire held a quill pen, speaking as he drew a large circle on a magical map. This way, the area of the Magical Beast Territory will become over a hundred times bigger.

Gold Coast?

The group shuddered. The Great Alpen Wasteland and Amazon Forest were basically already under the control of the Magical Beast Territory, and it was normal to officially a.s.sign them under the control of the Magical Beast Territory. It was also acceptable to give them the Dark Marsh to the west of the Great Alpen Wasteland. To think that Raymond would even a.s.sign the Livenza Alliance, which had bustling merchant trade to the Magical Beast Territory, nor did they expect him to give them even the Gold Coast!

The Gold Coast was situated to the northwest of the Magical Beast Territory. Even though it was blocked off by tens of thousands of large mountains, its overall area could be said to be connected to the Magical Beast Territory. The Gold Coast had a ma.s.sive area and a long coastline and was occupied by thirty-six medium-sized duchies. It was an area where Barbarians, Beastmen, Orcs, and humans lived together. There would frequently be conflict erupting between countries or tribes. The situation there was chaotic. However, because there was a large number of resources there, the area was always sought after by the various factions. The Church had worked together with the Golden Lion Barker and managed the area for several hundred years, investing a great deal of manpower and resources.

"Sir Raymond, the s.p.a.ce Gap at the Gold Coast is extremely unstable. With the abilities of the Magical Beast Territory, would it be…" The Pope turned steel green, trying his best to think of a way to deal with the situation. The Golden Lion Barker was also unwilling to hand the Gold Coast over just like that and indirectly expressed his disapproval.

"Barker, the s.p.a.ce Gap at the Gold Coast is indeed very dangerous. However, with the current abilities of the Magical Beast Territory, they would be able to deal with it!" Looking at the indignant Golden Lion and Pope, the G.o.d of Fire Raymond said icily, "Many years have pa.s.sed, but your Borg family and the Church had been unable to achieve peace amongst the various tribes in the Gold Coast and ensure the safety of the s.p.a.ce Crack even after you joined forces. Now, it's time to hand over the reins to someone else!"

The Church and the Borg family were ma.s.sively influential and had used their immense strength to suppress the insurgencies in the Gold Coast multiple times. However, not only did the conflict between the various tribes not get resolved, they instead increased in intensity. Now that the s.p.a.ce Cracks in the various lands were getting more and more unstable, both the Church or the Borg family were unable to mobilize even more elites to stand guard at the Gold Coast. In order to ensure the safety of the s.p.a.ce Crack at the Gold Coast, for the safety of the entire continent, Raymond had decided to hand this piece of territory that could be joined to the Magical Beast Territory to Yang Ling.

Even though Yang Ling had just advanced to the divine level, he had the help of Elder Brent and possessed a ma.s.sive Magical Beast Army. He was also backed by a mysterious, powerful family. Handing the Gold Coast to Yang Ling allowed him to truly have a slice of the benefits the continent had to offer and could prevent any accidents from happening to the s.p.a.ce Crack in the area, killing two birds with one stone!

"Sir Raymond, defending the s.p.a.ce Crack is not a problem, but with the Magical Beast Territory's finances, they might not be able to form a large army in a short span of time…" Yang Ling was naturally elated that the Magical Beast Territory's sphere of influence has increased hundreds of times in an instant. However, hearing that he had to defend the s.p.a.ce Crack in the Gold Coast and quell the conflict between over thirty duchies, Yang Ling was a little worried.

It was a good thing that his territory suddenly became bigger, but the speed at which it expanded was too large, and there was no way his resources could keep up. It might become a huge threat if he was careless!

"Yang Ling, after obtaining the Gold Coast, at the very least, you would not have to worry about crystal coins!" Looking at Yang Ling complaining even after he obtained a steal, the G.o.d of Swords who had been observing the proceedings from the side smiled, "s.p.a.ce Cracks are extremely dangerous, but they are also a giant wealth mine. Premium ores from other dimensions would frequently emerge from these s.p.a.ce Cracks, and they are the first candidates when it comes to forging premium weapons. If you do not want these ores after collecting them, you can sell them to the Bellimore family, the more, the merrier!"

"You can also sell them to the elves. I'll exchange the premium ores using Water from the Spring of Life!" The Chief Elven Priest smile. The Church and the Borg family were l.u.s.ting over the Gold Coast, while Yang Ling was troubled even though he had easily obtained it.

…

With the explanation from the Chief Elven Priest, Yang Ling finally understood the benefits of the s.p.a.ce Crack, realizing what core benefits truly meant. While he had to send a large army to defend the s.p.a.ce Crack, he could gather premium ores that could not be purchased with money from time to time. Powerful experts would also have to give him an extravagant gift if he wanted to use his s.p.a.ce Crack to get to another dimension. It was much more profitable than just setting up a harbor.

Under the pressure of the G.o.d of Fire Raymond, coupled with the support of the Dark a.s.sociation, G.o.d of Swords and Chief Elven Priest, the Golden Lion Barker did not say anything more. Even though the Pope was extremely unwilling, he had no choice but to hand over the Gold Coast that he had managed for several hundred years. Just like that, Yang Ling got his share of the core benefits in the continent, and the Magical Beast Territory officially became one of the major factions that could influence the situation in the Tailun Continent.

"That's right, Yang Ling, the Law of Lightning, is the strongest law in terms of offense. After pa.s.sing the Lightning G.o.d Tribulation, your understanding of the Law of Lightning would become much faster than an average person. Do not forget to seize the time to learn the law after you get back." Before he left, the G.o.d of Fire Raymond turned around to advise Yang Ling, pausing before he continued, "Also, two months later, the entrance to the Graveyard of Deities and Demons at the northern glaciers will open. When that time comes, let's set off together. You should not miss this opportunity!"

The entrance to the Graveyard of Deities and Demons will open?

Seeing the G.o.d of Fire Raymond head off quickly in a ball of flames, Yang Ling was elated. Even though he obtained the Teleportation Portal that could head directly to the Graveyard of Deities and Demons from the underground tomb, the Graveyard of Deities and Demons was just too dangerous. He did not dare barge in himself with his current abilities. The situation would be different if he headed there together with the G.o.d of Fire Raymond and the Chief Elven Priest. Perhaps, he might be able to obtain a pile of divinities and Divine Weapons after walking a few rounds around the area.

After signing the ceasefire agreement, the three head honchos of the Dark a.s.sociation got busy with taking over their territories, while Yang Ling excitedly scanned through the rewards he got from this battle. The Pope, who had returned to the Holy City through the Teleportation Portal had a sullen expression. He was furious. He had wanted to send the Chief Elder of the Templars to get rid of Yang Ling, the thorn in his flesh. To think that he instead attracted the G.o.d of Fire, causing him to suffer losses instead of obtaining benefits!

"Wilbur, what do you think of this?" After taking a deep breath, the Pope tried his best to calm down.

"Pope, even though we have lost a substantial amount of resources this time around, the south has not typically been within the sphere of influence of the Church, and thus it's not much of a loss for the Dark a.s.sociation to s.n.a.t.c.h it back from us. As for the Gold Coast… A large batch of our elites has always been locked in that area, and we have much to gain after we give up on that area as we can mobilize those elites to another place. Furthermore, we still control two s.p.a.ce Cracks in the Stormy Seas and Holy Mountain. Overall, the loss is not so large that we cannot take it!" Wilbur carefully expressed his opinion.

From his point of view, the Church had lost much after the G.o.d of Fire Raymond led the new division of territories, but it was still something the Church could bear.

"Hmph, Wilbur, you are wrong!" The Pope let out a cold grunt and said icily, "Now, the Dark a.s.sociation has reclaimed their sphere of influence in the south and the Magical Beast Territory had obtained the resource-rich Gold Coast. If we allow them to develop, it might not be too long before they truly become the greatest enemies of the Church. If we do not deal with them now, it would be too late for regrets in the future!"

"Pope, you mean to…" Wilbur was cautious.

"Modify the plan and accelerate its implementation. Personally take a trip to Evil Demon Island and tell that bunch of old monsters that I need the heads of the three head honchos of the Dark a.s.sociation and Yang Ling!" The Pope's expression was ice-cold. He deliberated for a moment before saying coldly, "Immediately release a notice, the Holy Alliance had met with a large-scale rodent plague, and millions of devout believers have unfortunately died. As for what exactly to do, you should be clear of that!"

Cooperate with the Evil Demon Island and secretly harvest the souls of millions of devout believers under the name of a rodent plague?

Looking at the ice-cold expression of the Pope, Wilbur could not help but tremble. Insanity, this was too insane. If things were to get exposed, there would be no turning back for the Church!

"Pope, if Sir Raymond were to know of this, then…" Thinking about the situation where this matter gets exposed, Wilbur felt his limbs turn cold. In fact, he found it difficult even to breathe, as if he had just fallen into a glacier that had been sealed in ice for thousands of years.

"Hehe, Raymond is powerful, but if we summon the main body of a few twelve-winged angels, coupled with the old monsters at the Evil Demon Island, it is no use even if he alone is powerful!" Looking at the pale Wilbur, the Pope let out an icy laugh before leaving quickly.

Behind him, Wilbur was trembling. He felt colder and colder, so cold that he could not breathe!