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Chapter 440 To deal with the magic stick, it is natural to use a more magic stick method

"go ahead!"

"We are the indestructible spearhead of the alliance!"

"We are the steel torrent that sweeps everything!"

"We are ready to give our hearts and are ready to use our lives to realize His Majesty's ideal!"

"Go to the airport!!!"

The engine rumbled, and the skeleton army on the truck was following the howling yellow sand.

Half of his body was exposed on the desert-colored steel turret.

The Mole, holding a telescope in his hand, was looking vigorously at the horizon where the yellow sand rolled in the distance, shouting excitedly with that drake voice.

Even if the turret was so hot that it could fry poached eggs, even if he stood out of the crowd and made him drench his mouthful of sand, this guy who was on his head was still unwilling to get off the tank.

The other three crew members were all sitting on the truck hauling the tank, whispering listlessly at the moment, not caring about Brother Mole's smack talk.

After playing games together for so long, they have long been used to this guy's performance art, and it stopped after a while.

"There are too few ammunition for the 155, why not make a 120?"

"There is no production line for 120 barrels, so I just use 155 barrels."

"Fuck? Is this okay?"

"Haha, you look so surprised that you look like Mengxin."

"It's too hot, sweating is annoying, we should install an air conditioner for the tank."

Hearing the weak speech of the good brothers, Mole put down the binoculars and looked at them dissatisfied.

"What the hell is that? It's too weak! Why don't you bring two more shells!"

Members of the car team: "..."

crazy.

This guy is already stunned.

35 tanks were carried by 35 trucks.

These 12-wheel heavy-duty trucks are the latest product completed by the Alliance with the assistance of the Silver Wing Group - "Dian Niu". Its load capacity is several times that of the Dian Luo, and the maximum load is 80 tons. It is mainly used to carry heavy equipment. .

As for the brave and fearless "armor grenadiers" of the Skeleton Corps, most of them sit on "electric mules" with 4 wheels.

Of course, it is impossible to drive a tank for more than 700 kilometers of off-road.

The T34's 400-kilometer raid back then was considered a miracle in military history.

The motorcycle hours of most tanks are around 500 kilometers. After this number, the engine and suspension have to be overhauled.

Therefore, relying on road or rail transportation, it is more common practice to start after arriving at the destination.

Although the No. [-] tank uses future materials, the alliance's industrial technology is still relatively rough, and its mechanical durability is not outstanding.

If it's really 700 kilometers off-road, I'm afraid that if I can't reach the destination, someone will have to push the tank away.

The skeleton corps entering the desert from the south will advance along the edge of the sandstorm, relying on the rusty gravel to avoid possible high-altitude detection and electromagnetic wave search.

On the other side, Irena, who was standing on the heavy truck, was humming a ditty while frying the eggs she picked up on the engine cover of the tank, not minding the Spirit of the Sand Sea sprinkling some condiments on him from time to time.

The Elf King Fugui, who was squatting on the side of the truck guardrail, kept staring at the map, trying to judge his current position from the desert where there was almost no reference.

"Where are we now?" Irena asked casually.

Elf King Fugui shook his head and said.

"I don't know, no GPS... who knows where I'm driving."

Putting the fried eggs on the iron plate, Irena gave him a funny look.

"Don't go to the Legion's hometown."

The Elf King Fugui put away the map and rolled his eyes.

"Okay, okay, you can shut the crow's mouth now."

"Okay... By the way, how about some fried eggs?"

This fried egg smells really good.

Although the variety of ingredients is a bit strange, Lao Na's cooking skills are really good. The monster steak that is popular on the North Street of Shuguang City is made by him and Brother Chaodan.

But Brother Fugui didn't take the bait immediately, he swallowed and looked at him vigilantly.

"...Are you sure this is just a bird egg?"

Irena looked away subtly and scratched her head.

"I can assure you it's an egg."

Elf King Fugui: "..."

……

On the other side, Petra Fortress.

There is a sign of [Closed Business] at the door of the White Bear Knights' "residence", but there are not many people in the warehouse at the moment.

Even a little crowded.

The man at the head is Sion, the lord of the Petra Fortress.

Behind him are the guards of the castle, the general in charge of the city defense, nobles in luxurious costumes, priests in white robes, etc...

Compared with the boring journey of the Skeleton Corps, the experience of the players of the White Bear Knights is much more exciting.

Seeing that almost all the nobles in the city gathered here, Old Buma felt a slight weakness in his calves, and his heart couldn't stand it.

However, seeing that the young lady who was taken away by the guards came back intact, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been trying to find out about her whereabouts these days, but let alone find out what happened to her, he can't even find out where she was taken.

No matter what.

Just come back.

Surrounded by the crowd, Sesame Paste had an embarrassed expression on his face, at a loss as to what to do.

Sisi, who was standing next to her, looked at the people in the hall calmly, and spoke slowly.

"She is the envoy I mentioned."

As she spoke, she gently took off the hat on Sesame Paste's head.

When they saw the pair of shaking cat ears, almost everyone showed a surprised expression, and even exclaimed.

Except for the others from the Polar Bear Knights and Old Boomer standing in the corner.

Perhaps because he has seen more, he has become accustomed to the unusual pair of ears on the top of the lady's head.

However, when he heard the word "God Envoy", he still had a blank expression on his face.

God... Angel? !

what's going on? !

……

It's no wonder that Old Boulma was surprised, after all, he couldn't join the forum, and players naturally wouldn't bring him along when exchanging strategies.

Go back to five days ago.

The palace of the lord of the Petra fortress.

Under the watchful eyes of all the businessmen and dignitaries in the entire city-state, Sisi admitted on the spot that all the rumors in the city were done by himself.

Whether it's the part that the mercenary leader made up himself, or the rumors that were born out of rumors, she took them all in one go.

And he admitted it confidently.

However, she only denied that it was a fabricated lie, but insisted that it was a prophecy given to her companion by the silver moon goddess in her dream.

The moment she said the phrase "that is God's will", there was an uproar in the palace.

The nose of the old priest in a white robe was crooked, and he angrily called her a blasphemous witch on the spot, and asked the guards to behead her.

Earl Ruskin, who is also a foreign affairs officer, also said that this sounds a bit weird, and the rebuttal he gave is also well-founded.

"...If it is really God's will, why didn't the great god choose a pious believer, such as our Lord City Master, but chose you?"

He paused, his voice full of doubt.

"...A pagan from outside the oasis, what is the reason for the great god to ask you to tell us what to do."

The old priest beside him took up his words angrily.

"That's right! Even with the guidance of the Spirit of the Sand Sea and the Goddess Silver Moon, why did he find you instead of me!"

Anyway, if you die, you can reopen it, and you can still survive if you fight hard. Sisi simply gave it up and turned back unceremoniously.

"Shouldn't you be asking yourself this question?"

He was stunned by this confident voice.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Before the astonished Earl Ruskin opened his mouth, before the nobles reorganized their swearing words, she raised her head and puffed her chest out, as if a god was standing beside her.

"You clearly know that those people have bad intentions, and then watched them break into your house with butcher knives, blaspheme your beliefs right under your noses, and try to awaken the evil spirits that were sealed by the gods 200 years ago! You Knowing everything, but did nothing, not only did not stand up to resist, but buried his head in the sand like an ostrich."

Looking around at these well-dressed nobles, she rebuked angrily.

"Why did the spirit of the sand sea find me? Why didn't he ask his 'most devout' believers for help? Shouldn't you reflect on what you have done to let him down like this!"

This harsh speech completely angered everyone.

It also hurt the self-esteem of countless people.

Especially the nobles headed by Ruskin.

Most of them are surrender factions. They believe that as long as they show their loyalty to the legion, not only can they keep their wealth and status, but their titles can even go further.

Just like the nobles of the Falcon Kingdom, most of the first to surrender were rewarded.

However, no matter what kind of sophistry they use to explain that the surrender is for the thousands of people in the oasis, it can't cover up the fact that they have knelt down spiritually.

The city lord of Petra was also irritated by this sentence, but when he saw Ruskin and other nobles blowing their beards and staring angrily, he suddenly became less angry.

Especially when he calmed down and thought about it.

This is what it says...

Seems to be okay?

If he were the Goddess of Silver Moon or the Spirit of the Sand Sea, seeing how soft his followers' bones were, he would probably think that it would be better to find an outsider.

The only pity is that this girl has nothing to prove, except for some sophistry, she can't produce any visible evidence.

After all, Thain couldn't believe her one-sided words, but he ignored the nobles and priests who clamored to cut her down, but took a compromise approach, and put her under house arrest in a windowless, cold and damp single room in the castle dungeon. .

It's usually where serious criminals are held.

That doesn't mean he intends to torture her, though.

This one is protection.

It is also a test.

When a person is isolated and helpless, the psychological defense is the weakest, especially in a prison cell where there is no sound at all.

Unless one is professionally trained in counter-detection, it is easy to sign a confession of desperation even though no crime has been committed.

But if you really have seen the gods, you really have such confidence in your heart, you probably won't fail even this little test.

After he announced that she would be sent to the dungeon for serious criminals, although the nobles were aggrieved, they couldn't say anything.

And that woman accepted the sentence very calmly, although she still insisted on pleading not guilty.

That calm look made Thain wonder if he did something wrong.

But he didn't intend to change his mind, at least he had to lock her up for a month.

If she still insists that this is God's will after a month, I will believe what she said and apologize to her.

However, helplessly, the rumors about the legion and the evil god in the city became more and more uncontrollable, and the movements in the east became more and more disturbing.

If he doesn't make a decision again, the order of the Petra Fortress will be overwhelmed by fear itself before the legion comes.

What's worse, if it turns out that the woman really got God's will, or that the things in the prophecy really happened...

How should I explain to His Majesty the King and the citizens of Petra Fortress who put her into the dungeon?

Do you really want to join the legion with those soft bones?

Thain didn't realize that when he ordered the man to be sent to the dungeon, he was actually caught in a psychological game.

Believe?

Or do not believe?
No matter which one you choose, it may not be a bad result, but you have to prepare for the corresponding price.But if you continue to hesitate, it will definitely be the worst outcome...

Therefore, on the morning of the fifth day after that evening, he finally made up his mind and invited the woman from the small dark room to the guest room of the castle.

That calm and confident look made Thain feel a little more comforted. Maybe what she said was the truth, maybe her judgment was correct...

Thinking that he had locked an honest and brave person into the dungeon, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. Although he didn't apologize in the end, he silently asked the guards to prepare a hearty breakfast and clean clothes for her.

After seeing the table full of delicious food, Sisi who was sitting at the table finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If this is not the last meal.

Then she should have won the bet.

"Do you still insist that you saw Goddess Silver Moon?" Seeing the girl who was eating, Thain suddenly said.

"Yes." There was no slightest hesitation in this affirmative answer. She had rehearsed countless times offline, and even colluded with her friends to make statements.

Even if the NPC in front of her wants to break her head, it is impossible for her to know that she has spent the past five days perfecting the lie, and with the help of everyone, she has filled in the details perfectly.

The reason why the city lord of the Petra Fortress didn't kill her directly was probably because that person still had the idea of ​​​​resisting the Legion in his heart.

And this will be a breakthrough.

She needs to produce strong enough evidence to prove that what she said is true, and the city lord of Petra Fortress also needs a reliable proof to convince herself and other possible nobles and priests.

And all the clues are actually hidden in the book "Oasis under the Zhabal Mountains" and "The Holy Word of the Silver Moon" recommended by the researcher of the academy.

Sisi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the books I bought out of curiosity at the time unexpectedly saved my life.

"Where's the evidence?" As everyone on the forum guessed, the NPC in front of him really said this line.

Having prepared her speech, she replied skillfully.

"My companion and I are both evidence. We saw the same dream. Especially one of my companions, she saw the dream most clearly, and...she communicated with the Silver Moon Goddess face-to-face about the specific content of the prophecy. "

"Can you tell me which companion it is?" Thain's tone was not as tough as before, but with a hint of solicitation.

"of course can."

After enjoying the sumptuous meal and fruit, Sisi wiped his mouth with a napkin, and continued calmly, "But she is timid, you have to keep her safe."

Thain touched his Tianling Cap with his index finger, and said sincerely.

"I swear to the Spirit of the Sand Sea and the Goddess Silver Moon."

Sisi stared at him twice.

"Her name is Sesame Paste."

Thain froze for a moment, the pronunciation sounded weird.

"Sesame paste?"

The corners of her mouth were curved, and her voice had a hint of ease and joy.

"Well, sounds like a cat's name doesn't it?"

Sean nodded blankly.

Although the cats raised in his castle did not have this name, the pronunciation did not seem like a name that ordinary people would use.

After a pause, Sis continued.

"She was a cat who turned into a human during the journey. I know this sounds incredible, and we were also surprised by the changes in her body. We couldn't figure out what happened. Then our knights traveled all the way until we came to Luoyang. Xia Xingxing gradually uncovered a little bit of the mystery of her life experience."

Thain swallowed: "Her background..."

"According to the records in "The Sacred Words of Silver Moon", Goddess Silver Moon loves cats and allows them to enter and leave her bedroom and take care of her daily life. The reason why the cats at the foot of Zhuobal Mountain proudly accept the offerings of believers is because They serve the gods, this is the clue I found when investigating related documents..."

Looking at the stunned Lord Thain, Sisi continued to speak in a firm and serious tone.

"We only found out later that the reason why she became a human was not a coincidence, but because she carried the mission entrusted to her by the Silver Moon Goddess."

"That's why she saw the Silver Moon Goddess on the land illuminated by the sun!"

What happened next was the same as before.

The lord of Sion summoned the famous nobles in the city and the priests of the temple, and took the guards with her to the station of the White Bear Knights.

When Sisi took off the sesame paste hat and announced her identity as "God Envoy", the atmosphere at the scene was once again in an uproar.

But the difference from last time is that after seeing the cat ears on Sesame Paste's head, and seeing the cats in the city being so close to her...

Even the most stubborn old priest couldn't help but feel a little dazed in his cloudy pupils, subconsciously unable to say anything to refute.

The next thing will be a matter of course.

Sisi recounted what he said to the city lord in the early morning, and then repeated it to the nobles and priests who claimed to be devout.

Then she looked at Old Buma, and continued speaking in a sincere tone.

"I'm sorry to keep it from you. In fact, the purpose of our coming here is not just to do business, but to guide Goddess Yinyue."

Old Buma's Adam's apple twitched, shock and disbelief flashed in his eyes.

This argument……

It's not that he can't accept it.

After all, good people don't lie.

After these people rescued him from the looters, they didn't take his cattle and luggage as their own, but kindly returned them to him... This is really not like what ordinary people would do.

After all, it is allowed by the teachings of the spirit of the sand sea to receive rewards from the saved people.

"Then you... the coins you give to those poor people?"

"It is the will of Goddess Silver Moon."

Sisi didn't blush, and said in a positive tone.

"The believers of the Spirit of the Sand Sea are suffering from hunger in the land she guards. There is obviously abundant food and fresh water here, but the people who occupy them are blinded by money. Therefore, she asks us to save those brothers who have been abandoned by you. "

Old Boomer's face was full of guilt.

The Spirit of the Sand Sea had taught them to lend a helping hand to those who were suffering, but he selectively ignored those who were suffering.

Even when this kind girl proposed to help those poor people, he was still weighing the pros and cons, trying to persuade them not to give charity to those poor people with "the golden lion coins will soon be worthless".

really.

My beliefs are still not pious and pure enough...

Standing next to the city lord Thain, Earl Ruskin, who was serving as a foreign affairs officer, had an expression of disbelief written all over his face.

Of course he didn't believe this woman's nonsense, but he couldn't think of a reason to refute it for a while.

In fact, it is normal to think about it.

The sand sculpture netizens on the forum spent five days making up the story, how could it be possible to find out the BUG in it just by listening to it once?

Even if it is forcibly raising the bar.

You have to listen to it twice more to find the angle to raise the bar.

Seeing that group of people standing there silently, Rourou nervously looked at Tail aside, lowered his voice and whispered.

"What the hell are these people trying to do?"

Touching his chin with his tail, he frowned as if thinking seriously.

"Maybe...I'm thinking about that."

Seeing her serious expression, Rou Rou swallowed.

"That thing?"

"Yeah!" Tail nodded seriously, looked at the sesame paste under the focus of everyone's attention, and said in a confident tone, "They must be planning to sacrifice the sesame paste to the evil god who was sealed in the Lost Valley! This is in exchange for the peace of the oasis!"

"Ah???" Rourou exclaimed in a low voice, and hurriedly asked, "You, how did you come to this conclusion?"

If this is true, aren't they in danger?

Thinking of this, Rourou couldn't help feeling weak in his calves.

Other aliens are fine.

That kind of monster that looks too Cthulhu, she still has some physical discomfort.

"Eh? Isn't the combination of a cat girl and a tentacle monster common sense?" Tail froze for a moment, and gave Rourou a strange look, as if wondering why she was surprised, "Isn't that how the books are drawn?"

"..."

The emotions that had been brewing for a long time disappeared in an instant, and Rou Rou moved a little away to the side speechlessly, making an expression that he didn't know this guy.

But being interrupted like this, she was no longer nervous and worried.

The old priest in a white robe took two steps forward, fixed his gaze on the cat ears on Sesame Paste's head for a long time, and then said in a trembling voice.

"You...really saw Goddess Yinyue?"

Although his heart was full of tension, Sesame Paste nodded seriously in order not to disappoint his partner's efforts.

"Yes."

The crowd spread whispers.

The old priest's eyes were shaking with excitement, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, but when he saw the cat in her arms staring at him with amber pupils, he quickly stopped this impolite movement and retracted his outstretched hand up.

Legend has it that the goddess Silvermoon possesses her beloved pets.

He could feel that the gods were watching him.

Restraining the excitement in his heart, the voice of the old priest brought a trace of piety.

"What did you... see in the prophecy?"

Facing those unfamiliar eyes, his sesame paste face was full of embarrassment, and he looked to Sisi for help.

'what should I do? '

Sisi, who was standing aside, gave her an encouraging look.

'Just repeat the nonsense I taught you in the group. '

'it is good……'

After a brief eye contact, courage gradually grew in her eyes.

Responding to the pair of pupils staring at her with suspicion, excitement, or hesitation, she made a solemn and holy expression on her face, and lowered her eyelids.Open your mouth slowly.

"I saw a ray of light."

"Light?! And then!" the old priest asked nervously.

Facing the waiting crowd and the eager old priest, Sesame Paste continued speaking at a gentle pace.

"A light hotter than the sun blooms on the land of mortals, and then endless fire burns on the desert... The rivers are evaporated, the oases are scorched, the earth is scorched on the Djobal Mountains, and even the snowflakes are cursed. Count 10 Ten thousand people died in the catastrophe, while the remaining survivors howled in hunger."

Her speech is average, so she speaks very slowly, but her words are very clear.

The description about the doomsday coincides with the records of the "Twilight of the Gods" in the beliefs, myths, and nursery rhymes of the Hump Kingdom.

All this is included in the book "Oasis under the Djobal Mountains".

But the old priest didn't think of going there.

All the nobles present did not think about that.

Although the "apocalyptic catastrophe that caused the god of the sky to fall" was not a secret, it wasn't that anyone who came here would understand the details that would not come into contact with them on a daily basis.

Even putting aside the identity of the "God Envoy" and the bizarre story of "transforming from a cat to a human", a little girl who came to the oasis for the first time, even though she couldn't speak human words clearly, was able to comprehend the "transition from a cat to a human". The catastrophe of the end of the day" is so clearly described, and even basically coincides with the obscure scriptures...

Isn't this a prophecy?
Could it still be a coincidence?

"I don't... it's not that I don't believe it."

Seeing that the city lord of Thain and the old priest were looking at him, Earl Ruskin who interrupted the envoy's speech, bit the bullet and used euphemistic words.

"I believe what she said may be true, but the way to prevent the prophecy from happening may not be the only way to go through war. There may be some misunderstandings in this. I suggest sending envoys to talk to the people in the legion and persuade them to leave that place." Cursed place."

"They will consider the suggestion, it's for their own good after all."

It's not like no one has hit the idea of ​​Lost Valley before.

But the remaining "curse" made them suffer from terrible diseases.

Although some medicines can remove the curse, and even heal the damage caused by the curse, not everyone can afford such expensive things... At least it is unlikely that more than 1 soldiers can use them.

He felt that this matter could still be discussed.

The old priest didn't speak, his fiery eyes were completely glued to the sesame paste—or the envoy.

He already believed in her identity.

The prophecy of the end is not terrible.

If Goddess Silver Moon foresaw all this, she must know how to prevent that terrible thing from happening again in this land.

The Lord Thain thought about it seriously for two seconds, and considered Earl Ruskin's suggestion.

After all, he represented not only himself, but also all the nobles in the Petra Fortress who agreed to join the Legion.

"It makes sense, you're right."

Earl Ruskin had a happy expression on his face after being affirmed by the Lord of the City.

However, before he could say thank you, the city lord looked at the captain of the guard at the side, and continued to speak in a hearty voice.

"Prepare a camel for our Mr. Earl, and send a team of cavalry to follow him, and send him to the Lost Valley to talk to the Legion."

Earl Ruskin opened his mouth wide and looked at the city lord in front of him in surprise. Seeing that the expression did not look like he was joking, a trace of horror gradually appeared on his face.

The captain of the guard clasped his fists and took the order.

"Yes!"

"Big, my lord—"

Ruskin was anxious to speak, but was interrupted by the lying villain standing next to the envoy.

"Let Mr. Ruskin ride a motorcycle," Sisi quickly took over the conversation, blinking and said, "It's more than 150 kilometers, ride a motorcycle faster!"

The city lord Thain was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and waved his hand cheerfully.

"Makes sense!"

"That's it!"

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(Thanks to the leader of "Legend of Light" for the reward!!!)
　When I was writing this chapter, I suddenly remembered that I played Civilization 6 before. While sending tanks to attack the AI ​​city, I used apostles to cleanse the religion... Of course, I haven’t played it recently, and I haven’t had time to play games for a long time.

　
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