goddess of revolution

Chapter 410 The battle of the undead, the ore full of impurities is poured into the furnace
"Look, I said earlier, as much as you give us, you will get back twice as much!"

"It's only been a few days, it's come so fast, the master magician still knows his face, duke...haha!"

Barracks No. [-] was full of female immigrants. In a dormitory, twenty or thirty women gathered together and were listening to a middle-aged woman whispering.

Amidst the echoes, a clear voice said: "I want to watch "Suppression of Bandits", and watch the Saintess vs the Lich..."

Stared at by the middle-aged woman, the girl bowed her head and shut her mouth.

The middle-aged woman glanced at the door, and then said: "The Scarlet Lady, whom the Duke believes in, is using slogans like great love to confuse people's hearts, make people abandon themselves, and give sweat, blood, and dedication to the goals they proclaim. soul!"

"A person's self and soul are the most precious. To sacrifice one's soul for others, for illusory things, this kind of thing is no different from the devil in the abyss!"

"What do we hear during the day? What do we see in visions? To give to others, to sacrifice for others, and it would be a disgrace not to! Think, how evil is that!"

"The Duke's minions are doing everything possible to confuse us and disturb our clear hearts. Once we believe in the five principles and four beauties, and believe in great love, our hearts will no longer be at peace! We will be noticed by the red lady, and she will absorb the power of life and soul force!"

"Therefore, we must remain vigilant at all times and advise each other at all times, not to fall into various temptations."

The girl finally couldn't help it anymore: "It's almost over, I don't even know what happened when I watch it tomorrow!"

"To shut up!"

The middle-aged woman scolded: "If you don't want to be ignored by everyone, go watch it!"

The girl pursed her lips aggrievedly, and the middle-aged woman said again: "The duke was just seducing before, but now he is forcing him again. Whether it is temptation or coercion, we must obey on the surface. Life is precious, don't give it up easily. But we are We must loathe, spurn, and hate in our hearts, so that we can have a chance to return to peace."

"The most important thing for us now is to develop more sisters, so that we can communicate with each other and help each other..."

The girl whispered: "Isn't this just talking about friendship?"

"you……"

The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth and was about to curse when there was a knock on the door.

She hurriedly waved her hand, and the women laughed and chatted about family affairs.

When the middle-aged woman opened the door, she first saw a black-haired girl standing far away, then realized something, and looked down.

The chubby halfling greeted with a smile and waved his hands: "Hi, everyone."

The middle-aged woman put on a respectful smile: "Counselor Sam, have you checked the ward in person again?"

"This is not a prison, what are you talking about doing ward rounds?" Sam stood at the door and said politely: "I just heard that you guys gather here every night, so I came to ask if I need help. Our counseling office Everyone is welcome to build various associations and guilds, and if you need a venue, you will be happy to provide it."

"I'm just talking about women's slang, but I'm sorry to be so formal." The middle-aged woman's smile turned bright.

"Really? If you really need something, don't be polite, you can find me or my assistant." Sam pointed to the girl with black hair and long legs behind him: "This is my assistant Mayne."

After confirming that the counselor and his assistant were far away, the middle-aged woman said proudly: "Did you see that? He came to the door just after a little trouble. The Duke is very afraid of us!"

After explaining some confidential matters, the women dispersed, leaving only the middle-aged woman and another young girl in the room.

"The one named Becky, we need to arrange someone to watch over her carefully to prevent her from betraying us."

"Don't be too reckless in developing a sister, you have to test it first and find out her identity."

"Pay attention to cultivating messengers, otherwise you will be exposed sooner or later."

Listening quietly during the meeting, the inconspicuous girl gave orders condescendingly.

The middle-aged woman listened with submissive eyebrows, and said repeatedly: "Yes, Your Highness Winnie, I have already remembered it."

On the stairs leading to the upper floor of the barracks, Mayne muttered, "These women are weird."

Sam sighed: "I knew it a long time ago, but I never figured out what they wanted to do."

Mayne said coldly: "Shouldn't it be enough to arrest two and torture them for interrogation?"

Sam was taken aback. "No, Mayne! This is not a labor camp. Our job is to serve immigrants."

After a pause, he added: "Of course, we must try our best to educate them as people, and beware of saboteurs."

"I'm really not suitable for this kind of thing." Mayne frowned and said, "Just now I thought of kicking open the door, rushing in and shouting to surrender!"

Sam said earnestly: "You haven't really acquired the belief in red justice, and the divine power of justice is very unstable. I want you to do such a thing because I hope you can understand what it means to serve the people."

Mayne clacked his knuckles: "Didn't you just say that you have to educate them to be people first, and if they are not people, you have to deal with them properly."

Sam caressed his forehead: "I'm just talking about it. Now that there are so many people and things are so busy, I can't take care of education. In short, just keep an eye on them."

When we arrived at the office on the third floor, Mayne said, "I think installing a mirage machine in every room is better than doing anything else."

Sam smiled bitterly: "Are you talking about turning them into the kind of people who will die if they can't see the illusion? That's not the people, it's the phantom insects."

"Then I am too." Mayne rushed into the office and turned on the illusion machine: "It will be the midnight theater soon, and I will die if I don't see the illusion show!"

………………

On the east side of Beta City, Kramer entered a building similar to an immigrant barracks.Rows of backrest seats were placed in the lobby at the center of the ground floor, and many people were scattered here and there, but the huge illusion screen was turned off.

Kramer was very surprised: "Huh? No one watches the Midnight Theater?"

"What's there to see, I've seen enough of what I should see in this life." The person who was asked had a silver complexion and turned out to be a mithril demon warrior, and he answered with a lazy tone rarely seen among demon warriors.

A middle-aged man with normal complexion and unusually attractive eyes said, "It's rare to have such a leisurely day, why are you still looking at those noisy things?"

He crossed his arms and asked in a haughty tone: "Kremer, is your Duke leaving us here to retire?"

Kramer smiled and said, "Your Excellency Linde, it's only been a few days, can't you be idle?"

"I can't use magic anymore. It's harsh to call it that." The middle-aged man curled his lips and said, "Now we are not battle magicians, but old men waiting to die in nursing homes."

"Tomorrow ... is scheduled," Kramer said.

Not only did Linde frowned, but the surrounding battle magicians and magic warriors all looked over, and the ardent anticipation in their eyes was undisguised.

Kramer secretly thought that sure enough, these people turned off the illusion because they were afraid of seeing the war outside.

This is a temporary camp for battle magicians and magic warriors, including more than 100 battle magicians from the former Supreme Council and various lost families, as well as more than 700 magic warriors.

Here they not only have to receive pre-education, but also receive treatment to prolong life and heal the imprint on their souls.

For those who have lost their purpose in life, or their strength, or both, education and therapy are excruciating ordeals.

Kramer knew that these people would rather die in the battle with the undead than do nothing like they are now, lingering on their last legs.

But this is not what Fei Gong wants to see. They have greater value, and their lives should not end here.

"Tomorrow, the soul rehabilitation treatment will start. In addition, the intelligence bureau also hopes to get more information from you about the original council of the Storm Islands and the magician family, and will conduct some interviews with you."

After Kramer finished speaking, he received an expected cold snort.

Linde stood up suddenly, and said out of control: "What's the point of this treatment, that interview!? Tomorrow I will go to the Fort of Miracles! Killing an undead counts as one!"

"go together!"

"Captain, count me in!"

"Let's put on the original uniforms! Let the Duke of Prell and the people here see that the Supreme Council Guards would rather die standing! They will not lose their glory!"

Others responded one after another, and Kramer said loudly: "This is not the Duke's expectation of you! Even if you are going to die, you shouldn't die so worthlessly!"

"What value would that be?"

Linde smiled sadly, and pointed to the Mithril Demon Warrior next to him: "They just don't live long, but their strength is still there. What about our battle magicians? Without strength, no matter how long we live, we are not as good as dogs!"

The mithril magic warrior murmured, "Captain, if you want to change with me, I'd be happy too."

Kramer said: "Without power, can't you start all over again?"

"I used to be a fourth-level magician, so I killed a magician of the same level!"

Linde hit his chest with his fist: "What now? I'm a commoner! Without the sub-level mask, even if all the imprints of the soul dissipate, if I start as an apprentice, when will I be promoted to the fourth level? 30 years or 50 years?"

"Why are you obsessed with levels?"

Kramer took out the recording chip in his personal assistant and said to Mithril Demon Warrior, "Turn on the mirage machine and put the battle records inside."

The screen lit up, and the images changed from scene to scene. At first, Linde and the others squinted their eyes, seeming to resist.Gradually, their eyes widened.

The focus of their eyes was on the weapons of the soldiers. In addition to the original single-shot magic guns and magic guns, they also saw bursts of magic guns.Even ordinary adventurers held their magic guns and spewed out blue flames continuously, sweeping away the undead.

"Although you can no longer cast spells, your souls have not shrunk and are still as powerful as before. As long as you master a spell again, even the most basic magic, you can manipulate such a magical weapon."

Kramer watched their reactions while talking, saw the eagerness in their eyes, and said to himself that it was indeed right to get these live battle records.Unlike the phantom news that has been processed for civilians, these images are all original records, and the bloody cruelty of the battlefield is not concealed.

For these people, they don't care about the bloody cruelty, but it proves that this is the real record.And the role played by the new magic weapon in the war is enough to inspire their confidence.

More importantly, the research on the process of allowing battle magicians to relearn magic is even more significant.From this, Fei Gong can spy more details of ordinary people's acquisition of extraordinary power, which greatly promotes the popularization and education of extraordinary power.

"If we regain our strength, even if it's just one level, we can be like her," Linde whispered.

Kramer looked at the screen, and it was the picture of Catherine, the saint of destruction, holding two magic machine guns and standing on the stone wall to cut wheat.

He whispered: "Yes, Your Excellency Linde, work hard."

Linde didn't speak, but nodded heavily.

………………

In the valley north of Beta City, large and small caves were dug out of the mountain, and small figures with pointed ears climbed out of the caves to enjoy the coolness of the night wind and the warmth of the moonlight.

"Our powers all come from the Spider God! Other powers are evil!"

In the depths of a certain cave, nearly 200 members of the Didi tribe gathered to listen to the teachings of the patriarch.

Originally, the patriarch seldom spoke directly, and only conveyed the spider god's will when the elders were in dispute, but today the patriarch was extremely excited.

The patriarch paused with his crutches and said, "Daddy and the people who followed him to join the Duke's team are all traitors to the tribe! The Spider God will punish them!"

"Dida!"

He looked at the gray elf boy again, and the latter shivered.

"You go to the person who went to the Duke, that is the new Yasi, and told her that Dadi and the people from our Didi tribe must be handed over immediately! Using power other than the Spider God will anger the Spider God. Could the Duke still Do you want to face the spider god's crusade in addition to the undead?"

Duddy seemed petrified, neither speaking nor moving.

"We have only temporarily left the Spider God, but our souls are still connected to the Spider God! The Duke of Prell provided us with a place of refuge, as well as food and water. We are very grateful, but he has no right to trample on our beliefs and tradition!"

The patriarch glanced at the people in the tribe, and said sharply: "Besides traitors like Dadi, there are people in the tribe who are far away from the spider god. They are confused by those colorful illusions and human mess, and they start to like life on the ground. , this is very dangerous..."

"What's the danger?"

There was a crisp sound, and a gray elf girl appeared at the entrance of the cave, followed by a group of gray elf teenagers or youths.

"Ace..."

The patriarch froze, saw the person behind the girl again, and said angrily, "Daddy! How dare you appear here!?"

Several guards rushed up to arrest him, but the gray elves behind Yasi showed their magic guns, and hit the cave roof with two clanging shots, causing the guards to back away in fright.

"I heard that the patriarch opposed Dadi's joining the army, and I wanted to persuade him, but I didn't expect you to list them as traitors." Yasi said coldly: "I don't want to say anything about your spider god belief. If you say Freedom, talk about liberating slaves, talk about the great love of our lord, if you don’t understand, then say something you can understand.”

With her hips akimbo, she has a small stature and a slender body, but at this time she looks majestic and impressive: "The Godfall Plateau is the territory of the Duke of Prell, and it is the kingdom of faith dedicated by the Duke to our lord, Lady Scarlet! Here, everyone You have to obey the Duke’s rule, everyone is the Duke’s subject! In the name of tribe and faith, preventing others from serving the Duke is to be an enemy of the Duke!”

The patriarch said dispiritedly: "But the Spider God..."

Yasi glared and said angrily: "The entire tribe has already sworn allegiance to the Duke and converted to our Lord! What kind of god in your mere tribe, you have the nerve to compare it with the Duke and my Lord!"

She waved her hand impatiently: "If you dare to stop your tribe from serving the Duke, go back to your own underground world! All the gray elf tribes on the Godfall Plateau are concentrating here, and we are worried that there are not enough caves to house them. .”

The patriarch lowered his head, panting like a broken bellows, but he didn't dare to speak again.

Yasi sneered and said, "I know you are cursing me with the spider god in your heart, but I am not afraid! One day, you will know that the existence that must suck the flesh and blood of mortals to show its power is not a god at all! That kind of existence, we You can twist it into ashes with the flick of your fingers!"

She scanned the crowd again: "Who else wants to join us, stand up now!"

A few gray elf teenagers jumped out, followed by a few young men who came out hesitantly, attracting more people. In a short while, twenty or thirty people stood behind Yasi.

Yasi waved: "Let's go!"

Seeing that his good friend didn't move, Dadi shouted eagerly: "Dida!"

Dida seemed extremely hesitant, looked at the patriarch, then at the parents next to him, and shook his head vigorously.

Out of the cave, Duddy was upset.

He whispered: "Your Highness Yasi, wouldn't it be better if we persuaded the patriarch with the belief of Lady Scarlet and moved him with the great love that everyone deserves?"

"They don't understand," Yasi said, "Don't forget that I'm also a gray elf, and I know very well why they want to hold Spider God so high."

Duddy asked in surprise, "Why?"

On Yasi's small face floated the depth and wisdom that had seen through the thick fog: "Without the spider god, could the patriarch and elders have always held the power of the tribe, passed on from generation to generation, and never changed?"

She said contemptuously: "So, persuasion and moving can make them give up their power and give up continuing to enslave ordinary people like you?"

Duddy thought blankly, and a look of enlightenment gradually appeared on his face.

He looked back at the cave behind him, and said worriedly: "Dida..."

"Make meritorious deeds and temper your faith, Daddy," said Yasi, "don't let Minsi down on you. When you become the red vanguard of Fei Gong, you will come back to liberate your friends and all those who were killed by spider gods." Oppressed countrymen."

"Mins..."

Duddy pursed his lips and nodded heavily: "I won't let her down!"

Gray elves crawled out of the caves and followed behind Yasi. There were hundreds of thousands of gray elves, and the team continued to grow. All of them were filled with eager longing on their immature cheeks.The eyes hidden in the cave, with hatred and fear in their old age, watched the team go away.

(End of this chapter)