Global Invasion: I Can Card BUG

Chapter 326 The Situation (4)

The conversation between the Shadow Army headed by Li Motian and the Pope of the Dragon Church is destined not to be known to outsiders.

The major gods live above the Kingdom of God, preparing for the arrival of the Great Era, but due to certain restrictions, it is difficult for them to intervene in the other world before the three-year period arrives.

So they don't know the general situation of the other world next door, and they can predict some future situations with the help of mysterious but difficult-to-control fate-like prophecy spells.

For example, the population of another world is about 70 billion, which is a huge number.

Even if only one-third of them become believers, it is enough to cultivate five powerful gods.

In addition, the gods know very little about the information and strength of the indigenous people in other worlds, and there is an inexplicable interference that makes it difficult for them to obtain such information.

But one thing is certain, located in the starry sky, the Kingdom of God is the stars, and the powerful gods who will turn the world upside down will never pay attention to these indigenous people.

After living for a long time, the gods have enough confidence in their own strength.

However, when the aloof gods were intoxicated with the arrival of the great era and thinking about how to divide the big cake of [different world], they never thought that the indigenous people were quietly lurking into their world.

The rest of the teams are completing their respective missions, and the fourth team headed by Longzel, located in the country of nobility, is not idle either.

In the middle of the night, under the light of the full moon.

An operation unknown to outsiders is going on secretly.

It was spring, and the white snow receded on the snow-capped mountains in the north, revealing the boundless splendor of spring, and the aristocratic country that was close to the country of snow-capped mountains also took advantage of this spring breeze to start spring plowing early.

In a rural town far away from the city, the moonlight was dim, and the dark clouds slightly covered the silver light.

Pieces of green crops are planted in the field, and the dim moonlight coats the ground with a layer of mercury. The fire in the village is dim, and there is not even a slight sound in the silent night. After a long time, there are some wild beasts in the distant forest. cry.

The houses where the peasants live are also dilapidated, but with tiles to shelter them from the rain, they are already much better than the slaves of the lord.

It was already late at night, but the village was a little too quiet, and even the guards who stood guard against the infestation of wild animals at night were gone.

This is the territory of a rural baron. Although it is close to the border and far away from the city, it has a vast area and fertile soil. The baron who manages this place can be considered to have a prosperous life.

On the mountainside not far from the village, a castle manor was brightly lit, and the white magic spar in the room dispelled the darkness.

The full moon tonight is very gratifying. It has been a long time since I have seen such a full moon.

In this world, the so-called calendar and seasons are not under the control of nature, and the moon's ups and downs change completely according to the mood of the moon goddess.

The moon is so round tonight, which shows that Your Majesty is in a particularly beautiful mood.

So taking advantage of this interest, the lord seldom stayed up all night doing his favorite sports, sweating profusely in the silent moonlit night.

Among the slaves I just bought a few days ago, there is one with a pretty face, who is most suitable to be a maid. Seeing her humiliated and pitiful expression but having to surrender to himself, the lord feels very comfortable.

After being exhausted, the lord put on his clothes, walked to the window of the room, and began to admire the deep night outside and the dim full moon in the sky, and couldn't help but regret:

"On a rare full moon night, the moonlight shining here is so dim. The goddess of the moon's favor is a bit unfair."

Sighing, he walked to the table and picked up the medicine soup on it, stirred it with a spoon a few times and drank it. Immediately he felt refreshed, and the fatigue in his body dissipated.

It's a comfortable and pleasant night, with a beautiful woman in your arms, a spacious and bright room, and a large manor.

God of nobility, you are the most fair and selfless great god.

Then he came to the window again. With the vision of a transcendent, he saw the dim lights in the village below the mountain, and he couldn't help frowning and said:
"It seems that I am too kind. Those guards don't go on patrol at this time. How do they do things? They only work 14 hours a day. How dare they be lazy?"

"And the farmers don't seem to be very diligent recently. There will always be people who disappear inexplicably, and other people will help to cover up, and occasionally hold some parties. It seems that we have to beat them."

Forget it, the rare and beautiful moonlit night is not worth getting angry about these untouchables.

The lord put these unpleasant thoughts behind him, and continued to look at his soft big bed.

Ok?
died?
The physique of the untouchables is really not good.

Alas, it seems that the medicinal soup prepared by these mages is still too violent. I didn't expect that at my age, I can still have such a physique!

The lord couldn't help feeling complacent, and touched his fat belly. It's hard to see this kind of figure on a superhuman like him.

But as a nobleman who believes in the God of Nobility, it is only natural for him to become an extraordinary person. A big belly is also a unique honor for nobles. Those pariahs don't know how to enjoy it, so they develop a skinny appearance!

"Let someone move her out tomorrow morning, while it's still hot." He muttered and said indifferently.

He continued admiring the moonlight for a while, pacing back and forth, trying to sing a few lines of poetry like a bard, but his mind was empty and he couldn't think of anything, his fatty flesh swayed as he walked, like a boat rippling on the sea .

A flash of fire at the foot of the mountain in the distance caught his attention instantly.

In the scene that should only be illuminated by the moonlight, a group of orange-red fireworks suddenly appeared. Anyone who is not blind will notice this vision.

"Has there been another lifeless beast running into the village?" The lord's first thought was the guard who came back to inform him of the situation.

But the next scene made him dispel this idea.

The flame was like a signal, and it was like a spark burning in the open field, gradually spreading the flame to an endless distance.

Groups of flames gradually ignited, swaying a brighter orange-yellow light under the silvery full moon.

Those were torches, and the people holding the torches were walking towards the manor. The lord opened his eyes wide and looked far away, and found that most of them were untouchables, and there were even guards guarding the village among them!
They walked over in unison, holding torches in one hand and various agricultural tools in the other, walking steadily, like a long-trained army marching in the middle of the night.

"Damn untouchables, do you want to rebel!" The lord's face changed instantly, and there was a hint of fear and endless anger in his tone.

Don't they understand that, as an extraordinary person, no matter how many untouchables there are, they can only be crushed to death with their hands.

The lord walked to the wall in a hurry, picked up the sword hanging on the display panel on the wall, and shouted sharply:
"Come on! Come on! Where's the guard? Where's the captain of the guard? Hurry up and gather and send all these damned untouchables to the River Styx!"

There were rapid footsteps in the corridor, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The door opened, and a young man dressed as a guard walked up to the lord in a panic and said:

"My lord, those farmers seem to have rebelled, and rushed towards the manor with farm tools."

The lord looked at the young man, he recognized the guard in front of him.

The knight class in their country is generally selected by the nobles to select ordinary people with better talents, and let them train to become knight servants from an early age, and only then have a chance to become an official knight.

This young man is one of the slaves he bought not long ago. He is physically strong and talented. He happens to be a backup candidate for the knight servant, so he asked him to become a guard and put him beside him to observe his character.

"Do you think I'm blind? Can't I see? You quickly call the other guards in the castle, what strength can a group of untouchables have?" the lord shouted holding back his anger.

Yes, he is a transcendent, and those pariahs should be feared, not him, a nobleman!

With the blessing of the god of nobility, he doesn't have to worry about the harm those pariahs can cause.

With the weapon in hand, he gained a lot of courage, and the lord gradually calmed down.

"By the way, my lord, an arrow was shot in the manor just now, and there was something hanging on the arrow." The boy said suddenly.

"What?" the Lord asked suspiciously.

The boy moved closer, reaching into his bosom to take out something.

Afterwards, a scroll was taken out by the young man, who carefully spread it out, finally revealing the dagger hidden in the scroll.

At this moment, the distance between him and the lord is no more than a dimension.

Then, under the stunned gaze of the lord, the young man took out a dagger and stabbed him suddenly.

The lord reacted and wanted to dodge, but the boy moved so fast that he couldn't dodge in time, even as an extraordinary person!

The dagger pierced into the body, and some transparent liquid was smeared on it. The moment it flowed into the body, all the extraordinary power in his body was completely imprisoned.

"Good night, my lord!" The boy's eyes seemed to overflow with anger and hatred, and all his strength was concentrated on the dagger in his hand.

"You shouldn't have hurt her, you bastard!"

The lord fell limply to the ground, lost all his supernatural powers, and was nothing more than an overindulgent, lazy fat pig.

He opened his mouth, just about to say something, but the young man didn't hold back a bit, stuck a dagger into his mouth, and picked out his tongue.

He didn't understand why this young man would be so forbearing. He hadn't shown any abnormalities for so long, but today he showed his long-suppressed anger.

It seemed that I heard shouts outside, which were the angry shouts of the untouchables.

The flames soared into the sky, overshadowing the elegant silver glow cast by the full moon.

How dare they!

PS: After coding this chapter, the author will go to review.

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