952: Chapter 584: The Potential Value of Blood Horn 952: Chapter 584: The Potential Value of Blood Horn “I plan to use the Shadow Power of Weizemay Manor to drag it back to the Three Rivers Region,” Gaven said astonishingly.
Blood Horn was quite different from Efanso City Hall; its strategic location made it an important hub.
But the location of Blood Horn in Siren Valley was hardly suitable for human habitation without significant effort—it wasn’t exactly a “bird-shit nowhere,” but it was close.
And the Valley itself was vast and scarcely populated; just the pri land alone would suffice for Gaven to develop for decades, if not centuries.
Where would he find the spare resources to develop this place?
“Drag it back to the Three Rivers Region?” Everyone present was shocked, and they reexamined Blood Horn involuntarily.
It was a mountain, not a re stone.
With patience, Gaven explained, “The place is already saturated with Negative Energy.
In its ownerless state, the Shadow Power can easily infuse it and then perform a planar overlay through the Shadow Plane to appear elsewhere on the Material Plane.
This is the basic operating principle of the Shadow Walk Spell, it’s just that this ti it’s not being used on a person but an object.
Blood Horn is just too large, we must carefully plan the exact placent to maximize its function.”
As he explained, he had thought of the perfect place for Yewen Pond—at the mouth of the Lower Ashaba River.
Placed there, it would be a natural super hydro dam.
As for the uses and benefits—there were plenty.
First, it could regulate the water level, ensuring that the Lower Ashaba River remained under control most of the ti.
Second, it would transform Yewen Pond into an actual lake—and one under his control; it was his backyard, although previously not quite in the sa sense.
Third, they could make use of the geographical convenience of the Three Rivers Region to cut an artificial canal, which could not only irrigate the entire region but also serve as the basis for industrial layout, maximizing the water utilization.
Fourth was hydroelectric power.
While harnessing hydroelectric power through pure technological ans was fraught with difficulty, conjuring it through magic was a different story.
It goes without saying how profound the impact of electricity can be on modern civilization.
Fifth, the difficulty of constructing flood prevention embanknts along the Lower Ashaba River would be greatly reduced.
Repairing in water and partly diverting water to work on land are not the sa concept.
These were flashes of insight for Gaven, and the potential discoveries within were bound to be abundant, involving more intricate planning—such as the construction of lakeside dikes and dams, and the far-reaching effects on the upstream valleys, especially Deep Forest Valley.
Valon, the Grand Inquisitor, and others seed thoughtful, while Laurantice, muddled, said, “I understand the logic Lord is speaking of, and indeed, the Shadow Walk Spell is based on this principle, but to drag an entire mountain—such an event is unheard of.”
With understanding, Gaven nodded and said, “This is not sothing that can be explained in a short ti, but I believe that once sir witnesses it, he will understand how it works.”
During this exchange, Gaven’s shadow began to elongate like a conduit, directly connecting to the dark mists of Blood Horn, as the Shadow Power started to surge.
Just as when Gaven had swallowed Efanso City Hall, the slate-gray Shadow Power began to devour the dark mists, turning them into a part of itself.
As the transformation began, Estelle’s figure was the first to erge, followed by Six-ard Serpent Demon, Daphne.
“Ha…
Another new domain of Shadow.
Dilila, that fool, did not co for revenge but to deliver a grand gift to Lord.
With a few more such gifts, she will not only offer herself but also drain the entire treasury of the Undying Goddess of Vengeance,” Daphne said with an unmistakable schadenfreude in her words.
Dilila used to be her direct superior, and according to the nature of the Dwarves Elves, their relationship was not one of close friendship but rather oppressive slavery.
Even though Dilila has revived, Daphne’s days are far from easy, undoubtedly facing the loss of her own shadow and possibly the wrath of the Goddess of Revenge—if the Goddess was still capable of action, that is.
In any case, thoughts of further divine rewards were out of the question.
Gaven then commanded Estelle, “Clear this place and wait for my next order.”
“As you wish,” Estelle bowed and responded, leading the Six-ard Serpent Demon and her group directly into the mists of Blood Horn, preparing to completely eradicate all the Undead within.
This place lacked Death Knights and Death Priests, which were powerful types of Undead, but there was still a substantial number of mindless fodder-like Skeleton Soldiers and Zombies.
There were even so Ghosts, for the Shadow Plane was now connected here, allowing so of its native inhabitants free passage.
“Guiding Negative Energy?
Summoning True Wraiths?” the old Mage Laurantice couldn’t help but express surprise, his gaze involuntarily falling upon the Monastery of the Hamr of Justice’s Holy Warriors.
Noticing their nonchalant expressions, his anxious heart settled.
If these Holy Warriors showed no concern, it indicated that these True Wraiths were not evil.
He began to tune into the Shadow Power that was being guided and quickly discerned sothing unique.
Although it manifested in the form of Negative Energy, it was not pure; it exuded a sense of belonging to soone.
And that presence?
It was indeed that of the young Half-Elf before him.
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