Casting spells

Even those dangerous situations are all a play on the premise that both parties maintain a tacit understanding.

It's just that the play is so realistic and vivid, and the other people in the camp have just experienced an unprecedented catastrophe, so no one can see it at all.

As the saying goes, an actor who doesn't understand the audience's inner expectations and desires can never become a truly perfect actor.

Unfortunately!

Regardless of whether the two boys, or the members of the Shadow Guard, are all top-notch actors, and the power they use is the symbol on the stone pillar, ordinary Darente can't understand it at all.

Perhaps some guys who have been exposed to the essence of power can barely feel a trace of inexplicable familiarity, or even resonance, from these symbols.

But these resonances are too weak, and they can't trigger the hidden things in the blood.

"Enough is enough! It's time to bring this to an end. No one can act presumptuously in front of the glorious and great Darente civilization! You must pay the price for your actions!"

The leader of the shadow guard winked secretly, and suddenly stopped all attacks, and the whole person began to slowly sink into the black pond with a diameter of about 200 meters.

First the feet, followed by the legs, the waist, the upper body, and finally the head.

After his body completely disappeared, the bubbles that he didn't listen to suddenly disappeared, replaced by a terrifying silence.

next second...

boom!

A huge wave rose into the sky, wrapping the boy firmly.

The more he struggled, the tighter the sticky black substance wrapped, and finally narrowed the area bit by bit, forming an unbreakable seal.

"Damn it! Leave me alone! Run!"

Realizing that he seemed unable to break free, the boy turned and shouted at his brother.

"Hold on! I will find a way to come back and save you."

Luke put on a nervous look, quickly got rid of the entanglement of the other members of the shadow guard, rushed straight to the side of the clay life, broke free from the restraints at lightning speed, and then directly opened a big hole in the ground to escape .

However, the leader didn't seem to have any intention of pursuing him. Instead, he asked the boy who had become a prisoner with a sneer, "I believe that with your intelligence, you should know what kind of treatment you will receive next, right?"

"It's a pity, I'm afraid you can't do anything to me. Because I have a statement of pardon signed by the parliament in my hand. That is to say, no matter what I do, I am innocent according to ancient traditions and laws." The boy Grinning a sarcastic smile.

"What?! Pardon! How could the parliament grant a pardon to such a vicious criminal like you!" The leader roared loudly in "shock".

From the expression on that face, no one would have imagined that, in fact, this statement of pardon was exactly what he wanted from the speaker.

But now, this statement has become a tool used to attack the prestige of the parliament.

Even a small number of Darente people, who were so angry that they were about to lose their minds after hearing the news, began to awaken the most primitive blood power in their bodies.

A large amount of black matter quickly flowed out from the pores of these people, and finally slowly gathered together...

The first thousand and 390 chapters of incitement

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

Accompanied by a strong beating heart, every Darente who leaked black unknown substance from every pore felt that he was connected to a life form that was so powerful that it could not be described in words.

It's just that this life seems to be in a state of dormancy and deep sleep. No matter how you try to wake it up, you don't get any response in the end.

However, due to the innate sensitivity of the Darente to energy, they could clearly sense that this power, which did not belong to any known type of magic, was slowly flowing towards that powerful life form.

"This...what the hell is going on here?"

A soldier struggled to get up from the ground, staring at his hands that were completely wrapped in black matter.

There is no doubt that he gave up becoming a spellcaster with a higher social status because of his lack of talent.

But now, he discovered that he actually had another kind of talent, and it was far superior to the others around him.

"This is power! The primordial power that exists in the blood of each of our Darentes. In the distant era of theocracy, it dispelled barbarism and ignorance, and brought us the first dawn of civilization. It is also it, Help us defeat one enemy after another and become the undisputed ruler of our home planet. Unfortunately, due to the war with the gods, the council deemed this power dangerous and banned it altogether." 一A member of the Shadow Guard explained selectively.

"Prohibition?! Damn it! Why is it prohibited?" The soldier immediately couldn't help but cursed.

Not only him, many members of the expeditionary force who were "forced" to become soldiers began to grit their teeth to vent their deep dissatisfaction.

After all, for something like this that ruins someone else's future, no matter who it is, they will be angry or go crazy.

You must know that casters and non-casters, in Darent's distinct social hierarchy, can almost be said to be a heaven and an underground.

Especially the soldiers who are always charging on the front line are always cannon fodder for consumption and sacrifice. Every time a war is launched, the casualties are dozens or even hundreds of times that of the caster.

On the contrary, spellcasters can not only enjoy various privileges, but also often focus on protection in battle.

Unless there is a major error in intelligence and judgment, it is impossible for a large number of spellcasters to die in battle.

In fact, within the expeditionary force, the conflict between the spellcaster and the warrior was quite acute. Sometimes the warrior would even choose to stay and perform suicide missions in order to give the spellcaster time to retreat.

It's just that under the inertia of a strong tradition, most people mistakenly regard this contradiction as a kind of jealousy, a kind of jealousy between the untalented and the talented.

But now...

An ancient power has broken the clear class boundaries!

It turns out that magic is not the only power available to the Darente, there is another that can match it, if not better.

As philosophers often say, the most terrible thing in this world is never cruel exploitation and oppression, but the source of turmoil called "hope".

Because hope will break the existing order, and let every people who are willing to live at the bottom of the society realize that their fate can be changed.

If the foundation of the pyramid-shaped ruling structure is shaken, then the collapse of the superstructure has become an inevitable thing.

Undoubtedly, in this conspiracy, the Shadow Guard chose those low-level people who have been treated unfairly for a long time, rather than the casters of vested interest groups.

After all, the former has enough reasons and motivation to fight against the parliament, but the latter has already obtained everything, so there is no need to offend the highest authority of the entire civilization at the risk of ruining a bright future.

Even in order to further provoke the extremely sensitive nerves of the expeditionary army, the leader of the shadow guard found the black slate personally authorized by the speaker from the boy, and displayed the pardon inside it to the public.

Under this kind of fierce attack one after another, not to mention a group of guys who have long been dissatisfied and war-weary, even an ordinary Darente can't help but start to wonder if the parliament is really out. Problems, it is no longer possible to lead the entire civilization to move forward.

"Compatriots! Comrades! I believe you have seen the iron evidence. This time, the performance of the parliament is too disappointing. We must find ways to restrict and supervise their rights to prevent similar tragedies from happening again." Shadow The leader of the guards sternly appealed loudly.

Especially those fighters who have already awakened the power of shadow, received his special care.

In his eyes, these people with the same power are the real ones.Even if it is to preserve power, there must be fierce friction with the parliament.