Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

"Don't think I don't know you, you fake king despised by everyone! In order to maintain your rule, you have killed so many innocent good people and brave men under the banner of doing good for everyone!"

I don’t know how long Angry Mountain has been holding back his words, but his speech is so rhythmic that if you don’t know better, you might think it’s some passionate youth show.

"You are only worthy of living in the shadow of sin and dying in the shameless gutter. It is up to you if you want to stay in the cesspool and live like a maggot, but there are many more beautiful things in this world. Don't smear everyone as being the same as you!"

"Do you think you can cover up everyone's anger by making specious arguments? Ridiculous! This will only make everyone more angry because of your shamelessness, because your existence itself is an insult and slander to happiness and beauty!"

Having said that, he raised his fist high and put on his Boro mask again.

"Minnasang, there is no need to hold back against this stubborn villain. Let's unite and let him see our righteousness!"

The logic is a bit confusing and the reasoning is a bit hard to make sense of, but that's how it works in a debate. Using your brain will only lead to loss. Only the one who talks more seriously will win.

Besides, the one with the bigger fist is the real force. If one can only spread lies to deceive the people but has no ability at all, what's the point of being good at speaking?

So everyone was too lazy to reason with Pisel anymore, he didn't deserve to listen!

The sentiment is exciting.

"Okay, this guy is right! Since the poison has been removed, let's just rebel!"

"That's right! We can avenge the people of Balanta who were oppressed by him! It can also be considered as doing good deeds!"

"Kill! Follow me, let's fight together!"

No matter how dirty they were in their hearts, they now picked up their weapons and prepared to fight this bastard employer!

"How dare you, you foolish and shameless people, gang up on me and betray me!"

Pisel was immediately furious and raised the scepter in his hand. Under the reflection of the evil magic, his hideous face looked like it was painted with a layer of shiny black paint.

With another burst of rustling sounds, like whispers or creepy insects crawling, the evil magic from voodoo began to take effect.

Once bitten by a snake, the mercenaries were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled, and even their steps became hesitant.

However, nothing happened afterwards. Only the poisonous insects on the ground were awakened, and then they starved to death on the spot because there was no food to gnaw on.

Everyone: "???"

Pisel: "Oh yeah, I forgot you guys already vomited, haha... stop right there, you guys... ah!"

Since Pisel already had enthusiastic people helping to solve the problem, Ji Ming came to Sen Zan on his own.

Although he had vomited out all the poisonous insect larvae in his body in time, the huge blow from his body to his mind made him lie on the ground like a dead man.

As for why there is only one in everyone else's body, but there are a bunch of them in his body...it's probably because of Pisel's damn suspicion.

Some people, even though they seem to be unscrupulous, do all kinds of bad things, and look fearless, they might be so scared that they break into cold sweats in the middle of the night when they are sleeping because of the slightest disturbance.

After all, the people who know bad guys best in this world are bad guys. Pisar II, who came to power by murdering his father, killing his siblings, and using force and oppression, knows the dirty deeds hidden in the shadow of this crown all too well.

Therefore, Ji Ming thought about it and did not rush to speak. Instead, he unscrewed a bottle of the fourth generation of rejuvenation and gave it to Sen Zan to drink.

Senzan didn't want to drink at first, but his empty body was still very obedient, and he quickly swallowed the whole bottle.

Seeing that his face finally turned from pale to black, Ji Ming looked through the backstage to check his household registration, sat down cross-legged beside him, cleared his throat and began to talk nonsense.

Low EQ: Senzan, you are a good person.

High EQ: "Senzan, I can see that you are a very sincere person."

"Your eyes are as pure as ever, without any knowledge pollution, and naturally without the greed of those mercenaries. This is good, it is a golden virtue, but to be honest, your loyalty is really misplaced."

Translation: Brother, are you crazy? How can you dare to lick such an incompetent boss?

"You are very young, and you must have parents and sisters at home. I admit and praise that a person who works hard for his family is great, but what did you get by following Pisel?"

Translation: Aren't you afraid that one day he will suddenly go crazy and cook your parents and serve your sister wine?

"Look, everything he did is obvious to all. He has angered the public, and not just here. Poor Balanta... The people have always been struggling in a miserable chaos. At least half of this is Pisel's fault! Senzan, in fact, even after losing the crown, he is just a selfish villain. He doesn't deserve your sincerity!"

Translation: Wherever he goes, he is hated by everyone and dogs. You, don't have illusions, this filter that is as thick as bulletproof glass should really be replaced.

"So, Senzan, don't be afraid, think more!"

Translation: Literally, it makes Sen Zan subconsciously enter a state of [thinking], with his mind open, making it easier for him to proceed with the next step of deception.

Upon hearing this, Senzan's face indeed wrinkled into a ball. He looked at Ji Ming, took a deep breath, and suddenly exploded.

Because his eyes were still there, it wasn't the elongated "Maa fak" that uttered this, but just one sentence.

"Okay! I understand!"

After saying that, he angrily slammed the ground, then turned into particles and disappeared on the spot.

Oh, it disappeared. It doesn't matter. Then I will start the second stage of ignoring...

Disappeared!

Ji Ming sat there in a daze for several seconds before he reacted.

No, what does this disappearance mean?

He didn't fight with Pikaka, nor did he commit suicide on the spot, but just went offline directly?

To be honest, Ji Ming said so much not because he wanted Mori Zan to turn against him on the spot.

Indeed, no matter how arrogant Pikaka is, he is just a local rich man with only one acre of land, whether in the real world or in the Yangyue world.

If you guys provoke him, just stay away from him when you meet him in the future and don't deal with him. Can he really send people to China to scalp Ji Ming?

But Senzan is different. His life is really in the hands of Pikaka. If he dares to act rashly, he will be punished offline, and might even be torn into pieces.

Although Ji Ming didn't think he was a completely good person, he had no grudge against him, so why would he lure a big fool into the fire pit?

So he said so much because he actually felt sorry for Mori Zan.

Such a big thing happened today. No matter what the final outcome is, Pikaka will definitely vent his anger on Morizan because he feels humiliated.

Rather than waiting until that time to make him panic and die in confusion, it is better to first remind him of the essence of the matter and then provide some potentially useful guidance.

...At least, give the Warriors a slightly better ending.

As a result, before the awakening process was even completed, he shouted "I understand!" like Archimedes who understood the law of buoyancy, and then ran away.

You bastard, this is not Dragon Farm, what have you realized?

Come on, I just said that casually. I also promised Mother Earth to protect the love and peace of the earth and be a messenger of justice. Please don't make any mistakes.

No, no, I'd better stop fooling players in the future. What if I accidentally instigate the S3 season?

[Ah, I don’t think it’s that exaggerated.]

"Yes! I have an ominous feeling now..."

Hey?

No, why do I feel a little bit refreshed?

……never mind.

After much thought, Ji Ming felt that since it concerned the situation on Earth, he still had to warn his family first. He didn't dare to send it directly to Lao Zhao, so he simply sent it to Canglang.

[According to reliable information from private channels, the Kingdom of Balanta in southern Africa may face a dangerous power turmoil due to in-game influence. Please notify the local embassy to pay attention to safety, keep in touch at all times, and be prepared to issue consular safety reminders.]

Canglang: [???]

Alas, this is about all I can do. I hope poor Senzan is okay (folded hands).

After sending the reminder message, Ji Ming was about to see how the righteous beating was going when he heard a sharp explosion from behind, followed by a series of screams.

Therefore, before he could turn around, he saw something falling at his feet. When he looked closely, he found that it was half an iris.

"Oh no, why did you die?"

All we can say is that the vitality of high-level professionals is indeed tenacious. Even though she was cut in half, Iris could still speak normally.

"I'm not dead yet! Ouch... my skin hurts, ouch... my skin hurts..."

Ji Ming took a look.

"It's all right, Master Knight. Your drum is hanging on the top of the cabinet. It doesn't hurt anymore."

"No, I'm not kidding you! My skin is really hurting... Grandpa, grandpa! Help me pick up my butt!"

"Grandson, I'm here to give you a drum!"

Before he finished speaking, there really were two golden figures, vaguely dressed in armor and wearing clothes from different eras, one on each leg, dragging an iris that was smoking and had been roasted till it was transparent, and ran over.

They should be the so-called ancestral heroic spirits of the Ancestral Knights, or the ancestors of Iris.

During training, it can assist in learning and improve comprehension. During battle, it can act as an immortal summoned beast, and can treat single combat as group combat, which is quite powerful.

"Hurry up! If you're late you might not be able to connect!"

And there were also masters. A golden figure wearing a crown, a holy robe, with a burly figure and a serious expression emerged from Iris's upper body.

As the ancestor of this family of knights, he obviously has absolute leadership, commanding his two younger generations to begin the docking work between the Iris Space Station and the Iris Spacecraft.

But as we all know, the medical skills of medieval Europe...

We can't really think that the Knights Hospitaller can be doctors just because they appeared in Gaul, not to mention that Iris's ancestors were from the Temple next door.

So their splicing method is roughly equivalent to gluing a broken vase together again by relying solely on molecular thermal motion and mutual friction, without even having bottle 502.

——Master, if it doesn't work, let's just bleed. After all, it can be of some use in some areas, right?

There was no other way, Ji Ming could only "bleed heavily" again and took out a bottle of the fourth generation of rejuvenation and poured it on the wound.

Thanks to the rejuvenation fluid, the tragic blood loss was immediately stopped, and the broken body began to heal.

The three ancestors of Iris were also not vague. They held down the two ends tightly, and thus consumed the two hero fragments and obtained a complete [Iris Temple].

"Okay, okay, this is the fourth generation of rejuvenation, right? The ingredients for this thing are quite simple, but it's difficult to make, so I didn't buy it because it's too expensive... But don't worry, I will definitely return two bottles to you later!"

Iris cheered and climbed up, but before she could congratulate herself on having saved a level, she discovered a huge problem.

"Hey, why is there such a big bulge here...ah? Eh? Ah! Why is my drum in the front?"

The chainmail ancestor and the plate armor ancestor retreated silently, wanting to let the robe ancestor who took the first move out, but was quickly grabbed back by the old ancestor.

"Alas, my poor little Louis! Why have you suffered so much? Is it because you took such a risk without thinking, or because you chose so blindly?"

Iris had no time to pay attention to this pot-pushing old man who looked like the King of Hearts. She was already wondering if she could just put her butt back together like assembling a model.

There was no other way. Seeing that Pisel was in a state of panic, Ji Ming had to perform an emergency surgery on Iris.

“No no no, brother, ah, ah, ah, ah!”

After wiping the blood off his hands, Ji Ming left Iris, who had been forcibly inserted and restored, grabbed the shovel and ran back to the battlefield.

All I can say is that we underestimated the ruthlessness of this African tyrant. Regardless of whether his previous show of weakness was a false conspiracy or a real loss of control, it has now become the perfect prelude to this killer move.

Because after a fierce fight, when everyone thought they were about to win and rushed forward to fight for the head, Pisel broke the scepter with his knee with a snap.

The purpose of breaking it was not to show loyalty to everyone, but to break the cage. Hundreds of resentful infant spirits burst out from the countless gems inlaid on it.

Each of these infant spirits has a combat power of over level 20, and also has various incredible skill bonuses such as the ability to pass through walls, become invisible, cut flesh and break bones, and perform anti-physical attacks.

Although their individual strength is still not as good as that of everyone in the field, they are extremely domineering when they gather together and attack in a group.

There's no need to talk about the follow-up. Just by appearing, he killed several mercenaries who couldn't dodge in time. Even the Iris who was closer was cut into kite and tail. If he hadn't raised his shield in time, he might have been torn into even smaller pieces.

Among the crowd, only Shan Shang can be considered stable. After all, he is known as the demon-slaying ninja, so how can he not have the means to deal with strange things?

He silently cut his palm with the sharp weapon in his hand, smeared his blood on the edge, and with the mask that had been blown out with cracks, he slashed at the laughing infant spirit that flew towards him.