My daughter is amazing

Chapter 129

The current real appearance of the small mountain village is more like the ruins of the battle of gods than the battlefield outside the high mountain castle.

Obviously, this place has been destroyed a long time ago. The peace and tranquility that Luo Er saw before, with singing and dancing, was just the peace that the villagers tried their best to whitewash. As soon as he left, the place immediately returned to its original state.

Fortunately, they still maintained the minimum camouflage. Seen from a distance and from the sky, this place is still ordinary and nothing unusual. Only after actually entering this land, will they find the horror here.

What's more troublesome is that the current environment is full of dangerous undercurrents of energy, and it is impossible to carry out reconstruction work. No matter how powerful the ability to distort reality is, it still has a duration.

"Okay, okay, don't be dazed, hurry up and move, quickly clean up the surrounding area, and try to restore the village to its original state before the village chief returns next time."

The fat man slapped his thick hands, calling everyone to get to work quickly.

"This is a big project. It will take at least a quarter. I just don't know how long the village chief will stay when he goes out this time?"

The sweetheart fruit neighbor said with some concern.

In the entire village, the only intact buildings are the homes of strange villagers, and everyone must clean up all the dangerous hidden dangers here before rebuilding.

There are only 60 people in the village, and it is really hard work to clean up a large area.

If you want to blame, you can only blame that after Luo Er left, everyone was too presumptuous, as soon as they were presumptuous, they came to the first martial arts tournament in the small mountain village, and then it became like this.

"Oh, there's no way, everyone hurry up and do it. I'll go outside and find some building materials. I'll see if I can find a way to let the village chief stay outside for a while."

As the fat man spoke, his figure gradually disappeared in place.

The other villagers also cursed and started their own busyness.

Their main job is to clean up the crystalline substances left over from the battlefield and the collision of huge energies, which is the so-called energy crystals.

The texture of this thing looks a bit like obsidian, but the whole body is light blue, and the surface is covered with a layer of lines formed by the solidification of energy fluctuations.

This thing is very sensitive and unstable. Once it is handled carelessly, it may cause a big explosion and cause a second damage. Therefore, it must be handled with care. You cannot use extraordinary means to be lazy. clean up.

Moreover, these crystals are still scattered everywhere, and many of them are still buried in the soil, which needs to be carefully dug up to find them. This is equivalent to using dozens of people to search the entire village and nearby mountainous areas.

Even though everyone is used to working, the workload is still ridiculously large...

Fortunately, individual villagers can summon some helpers, such as dark mud figurines, stone men covered with a layer of volcanic rock, etc. With the help of these coolies, it is hoped that this major project can be completed within three months.

But like the corn man and the sweetheart fruit neighbor, you can only rely on your own hands.

Everyone is in charge of an area and is busy on their own, while the area allocated to the neighbor who raises pigs is located on the edge of the village boundary, and he is walking slowly with the old sow.

The old sow sniffed here and there, and then groaned twice.

The neighbor who raised the pig walked over, dug up the soil on the surface with his bare hands, and pulled out a lump of energy crystals the size of a fist, and then found a few pebble-sized ones nearby.

The one the size of a fist was thrown into the basket behind him, and the one the size of a pebble was crushed by him and turned into powder.

It seems freehand, but it is actually a very dangerous operation. Even such a tiny energy crystal, once it explodes, is equivalent to an oversized gunpowder keg. Therefore, this is a dangerous operation that can only be performed by professionals. Please do not follow suit. .

This person and one pig were like picking mushrooms in the mountains. After wandering for a while, they picked up a large crystal that was half in a basket.

These crystals can be brought back to the strange villager, who can use them to forge farm tools, rebuild windmills and waterwheels and so on.

But just after the pig-raising neighbor picked up two small stone-sized crystals, he suddenly stopped, and then turned his head to look at a deserted open space next to him.

"Huh? Have you been discovered? It seems that you are not an ordinary person?"

There was a low and hoarse voice in the air, and then three figures slowly emerged.

All three were dressed in black robes with hoods and dazzling mosquito coils embroidered on their chests. The one in the middle was still a clone, only a black robe floating in the air.

It was early morning, the sun was shining brightly, and there was plenty of light, but here in the small mountain village, the light seemed to be distorted, and the surroundings were very dark, making the three men in black robes look like ghosts in the shadows, looming, especially evil.

This is exactly the Eleven Apostles who ambushed the Imperial Investigation Team last time!

"How did you find this place?"

The neighbor who raised the pig asked calmly.

"Hee hee, how can you monopolize such a good place by yourself?"

The other party asked back, his figure floated half a step forward, and then looked at the fist-sized energy crystals in the neighbor's back basket.

"Crystals of such high quality! What a treat!"

The tone of the Eleven Apostles gradually became agitated, and they quickly asked:

"Would you please give me these and get out of here? I will pay handsomely."

The pig neighbor shook his head:

"Please allow me to refuse, you can't give me what I want."

"Heh~ It seems that you like a more direct way?"

The eleven apostles sneered, and the mosquito coil on their chest began to rotate slightly.

And the two servants beside him, exuding the power fluctuations of the eighth-level legend, also stood away from the left and the right, and began to chant something in a low voice.

The neighbor who raised the pigs shook his head and sighed in a low voice:

"Stupid, arrogant, and weak..."

In the shadow behind him, a series of low roars of beasts came, and two blood-red flames lit up, as if some huge monster appeared in the darkness behind him.

Although only a vague outline of that thing can be seen, it is as big as a small mountain.

The three black-robed apostles seemed to have sensed something, their movements froze slightly, and they asked in a low voice:

"It's not right, you are not an ordinary person, nor an ordinary demigod, what are you?"

The neighbor who raised the pigs did not answer.

Only a silvery light flashed in the darkness, and two things that looked like wild boar's tusks emerged from behind the Eleven Apostles, piercing directly through his clone, and holding him high in the air.

And the huge figure behind him also slowly reveals his real body, it is actually a gigantic head with long spear-like fangs, his eyes are shining like flames, his body is covered with a layer of colorful, blade-like mane Hairy giant wild boar.

The giant wild boar still stood there, snorted softly, and immediately, more fangs, like stalactites, suddenly emerged from the feet of the three people opposite them, stabbing at their chests.

The eleven apostles were still pinned in the air by their fangs, and a large amount of black mud-like substance gushed out from the mosquito coil on their chests, splashing onto those snow-white fangs, temporarily stopping their movements.

But these fangs have not been corroded by his power, they are still struggling sharply, and may break free at any time.

The two followers quickly took out their weapons from their arms, trying to fight back.

But in the shadows behind them, a bloody mouth suddenly appeared, biting down on them.

One of them reacted faster and managed to avoid it.

The other one was more unlucky, the upper body was bitten off by the big mouth, leaving only the solitary legs standing in place.

The gigantic wild boar pouted, like cracking melon seeds, and spit out a black robe.

"You... who are you?"

The words of the Eleven Apostles were already full of panic. He kept trying to break free from the fangs in front of his chest, but he was unable to do so. His powerful power, which could have thrown everything into chaos, had no effect on these fangs like white marble. .

This shows that the strength level of the other party is much higher than him, and it must not be only at the level of a demigod.

And the Chaos Cage he used to ambush the Imperial Investigation Team is an ability that needs to be prepared and arranged in advance, and it is suitable for the current situation.

He already regretted it very much in his heart, he shouldn't have come to this place hastily.

But more of a surprise, where did this seemingly ordinary guy come from?

I have only been asleep for more than 50 years, has everything changed outside?

He is obviously not the opponent of this mysterious strong man, so he can only find a way to escape.

Or give up resistance, give up this clone, and obtain more information about this guy at the cost of suffering heavy injuries.

But it would be best if another servant escaped...

So he used all his strength to try to attract the neighbor's attention, and at the same time secretly mobilized his power to envelop the surviving follower, intending to send him away.

But at this moment, a shovel suddenly stretched out from the darkness and hit another servant on the head.

This scene looked very funny and illogical, but it just happened.

The servant who was hit on the head began to shrink and shrink rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a rag doll and fell to the ground.

A hand stretched out, grabbed the doll, and looked at it for a long time.

"Oh? So they are the apostles? A bunch of low-class stinky rats."

Looking at the shovel on his shoulder, the sweetheart neighbor walked out of the shadows, threw the rag doll in his hand, and continued:

"They ambushed the people of the empire before, peeped at the divination clues of the empire, and then found this place through further divination."

"Sure enough, if the village chief is not around, troubles will easily arise."

When the Eleven Apostles heard his words, they were stunned. They couldn't imagine how the other party knew about this process.

And the sweet heart fruit neighbor played with the doll in his hand, and continued to say:

"They seem to be preparing a big plan codenamed 'King's Landing'. Once successful, can their organization become the master of the world?"

"But this guy is not the most core member yet, and he doesn't know more details and inside information, so it's useless."

The sweetheart fruit neighbor casually revealed the other party's top-secret plan, as if the doll in his hand had told him everything he knew.

He also sarcastically said:

"Hehe, innocent and funny like a child, I admit you made me laugh."

As he said that, he suddenly exerted force on his hand, and the doll suddenly looked like a porcelain doll, with cracks appearing on the surface, and then shattered into pieces all over the place.

Those fragments fell to the ground, quickly turned into quicksand-like substances, merged into the surface, and became the nourishment of this land.

An eighth-level powerhouse fell and disappeared like a toy.

The eleven apostles who were still alive suddenly felt their scalps go numb.

There are actually two such incomprehensible mysterious powerhouses!

I can't see through their rank, can't see through their power line, and don't know what kind of means they use.

I was in front of them, just like what the other party said.

Stupid, arrogant, and weak...

But fortunately, the other party is also arrogant enough to expose their own existence and strength, as well as the secret organization behind them.

What I have lost is just a clone, and it should not be life-threatening.

After giving up the doppelgänger, contact other apostles, and conduct targeted investigation and research on these two mysterious powerhouses, they may not be so scary anymore.

In the truly extraordinary realm, the unknown and fear are the greatest sources of power.

The Eleven Apostles had already made up their minds. They were going to give up their avatars, blew themselves up, and then hid in the main body in the distance to report the situation.

But at this moment, another voice came from behind him:

"This guy is just a clone. I don't know where the main body is hiding. Let us handle it..."

It was the six coffin-carrying brothers who were similar in stature.

There were not only two people on the opposite side, but three people!

The eleven apostles couldn't help feeling nervous again.

But before he had time to think about it, he felt his consciousness sinking.

Not only the avatar, but the main body also fainted together.

When he woke up again, he found that his body was in a dark and narrow space. Judging from the touch from his limbs, it looked a bit like...

a coffin?

He tried to struggle, but found that he had lost the sensation of his limbs, as if there was only one head left.

At this moment, he heard a muffled voice coming from outside the coffin:

"Are you awake?"

"We already know your plan. It's very interesting. We can save it for the village chief to amuse himself."

"Work harder, don't let the village chief feel bored..."

"As for you, just sleep peacefully..."

As soon as his words fell, the Eleven Apostles immediately heard a melodious and mournful funeral song, which floated into their ears through the coffin.

Are you about to be buried?

He suddenly tensed up, exhausted all his strength, and shouted heart-piercingly:

"Who are you! What is this place!"

There was a pity answer from outside:

"This is the only pure land in the world, where we serve and live."

"Buried here is the honor of your life."

After all, there was a dead silence all around.

And the consciousness and life of the eleven apostles completely disappeared in this dead silence.“What??

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