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Chapter 872 872 Construction

I know that the feral forest Fae tribes like to make tree forts, and I would assume that the Demons do something similar as well, so they will need room that isn\'t so structured, but which is enclosed in the underground.

Some of these areas should be suitable for your tribulation, but I will leave that up to your discretion. Honestly, we designed it around our own capabilities, and never expected to have a retired Demon King, or a King Rank Seraph involved in the project." He explained.

The two powerful creatures smiled at each other, and Wolfe got the feeling that they were actually only here because they had been bored and had noticed the sound of a threat from the lowest planes.

"This looks like it will work for us, but we should expand it to encompass the entire mountain ridge. You won\'t find any other artifacts here, there was nothing else in the area but the hotel before the war." The Seraph declared.

That was handy. While most of the people present were old enough to have been alive, none of them had ever been to this world before this year. If the Seraph could either see it from where he lived, the way that they surveyed the other Realms for dangers and promising lives, or if he had been here in person, it would set everyone\'s mind at ease when the work began.

"Alright, there are monsters here, but how will we convince the feral tribes to move here? I suppose that we could take them by force, but that would defeat the purpose. We wanted them to stop being a problem for others, and if they\'re upset and trying to leave, they will just become a problem for someone new." Wolfe sighed.

The retired Demon King smiled.

"They\'re feral, not stupid. Well, they\'re not particularly bright either, but they will understand the concept if I ask them who wants to move to a new hunting ground with less competition.

There are a lot of them, as they have to keep their population up to ensure their survival, but that leads to competition for resources, and fights for territory. Many of the smaller tribes will welcome the chance, and they all recognize me.

I have been looking out for them for nearly a thousand years, after all." He offered.

That was shocking news. Nobody had expected that he had retired to watch over the tribes. They didn\'t know the extent of his protection against the Fallen Armies, which were a more recent issue, either.

They had all been told that he had retired to spend his golden years in peace, as age caught up to him.

He was one of the oldest living Demons, old enough that many wondered if he were actually functionally immortal. The Seraph were truly immortal in their own way, so it wouldn\'t be outside the realm of possibilities, but even for a King Rank Demon, it seemed impossible.

True Immortality was one final step beyond their powers.

The Seraph pointed at the map. "These markings, what do they mean?"

The Elven Prince smiled. "We intended to make a half dozen zones so that they would have a choice of climates and environments. Partially for the residents, but also so that the visitors might not realize right away that they kept getting sent to the same spot.

We\'re trying to keep them from invading the rest of the world, so letting them think that they\'re appearing all over the world, and that we are a mostly subterranean culture, was intended to keep them from pushing against the limits."

The two King Rank visitors had a silent mental conversation, and then nodded before taking out a notepad and pencil.

The Demon King drew a rough diagram of the valley, and the mountain ridges surrounding it, and then the Seraph began to fill in enlarged versions of the plan that Wolfe and the others had created.

A single mountain should be enough to keep the humans entertained for years, but they had expanded the plans to the entire valley, including under the valley floor, with exits to the surface, where the visitors could enter the subterranean areas, with each entrance leading to a different environment.

That would confuse the humans on an incredible level. They would think that it was a dungeon within a dungeon, a special hidden feature, when it was just a way for the locals to move around when necessary, and to go hunting on the surface.

"Now I feel like I skimped on the development of Forest Grove. This is truly impressive." Wolfe noted as he saw the extent of the plan.

"There is always more time. Besides, it\'s better to build as you need it instead of central planning a generation in advance. Things change, and if you already have things built, you will find that they often don\'t match what you actually need." The retired Demon King explained.

The Fae in the group all nodded in agreement. "We rebuild with every generation so that it matches the current residents. Some history is good, but rigid structure is too limiting. If we\'re going to be in this world for generations, we will have to do the same here.

A few memories, like the shells of the Fortress Cities, but with the interior fully renovated every generation."

Wolfe smiled. "The Guardian of Morgana Fortress City is working on the first renovation now, with a plan to completely restructure the city. I look forward to seeing it when it is done."

The Demons just shrugged. They tended to like the same things as their ancestors did, so some things just never went out of style, and an impressive fortress a thousand years ago would be impressive now, unless the population expanded or new weapons were invented.

"Alright, does anyone else here know how to link a group for spell casting?" The Seraph asked.

Wolfe raised his hand. "I do, and they just have to transfer mana to me. I can filter it and pass it to whoever has control of the array\'s construction."

"Perfect. The Demon King is Earth and Fire specialized, while I am Light and Water specialized. We will pass the construction back and forth, using you as the medium for mana flow. I hope you all have plenty of mana stored." The white winged upper planar being laughed.