My chosen ones are all the fourth disaster

Now things are going to get serious...

The current players still need time to grow, and they are not strong enough to deal with the power of any church.

The four players outside must be called back as soon as possible!

Ye Zhi's heart sank.

He opened the game forum and updated the task information to the four players, changing the task of finding Edgar to completed.

He continued to ask Prisoner Dao.

"The Watchers forbid praying to the gods. Can you and your two granddaughters really do it?"

The other party's two granddaughters have been personally verified by Edgar, so it should not be a problem.

But Prisoner Dao is not young, as an Eltian who grew up with church education.

Giving up power in old age and practicing again.

It is tantamount to giving up half of his life.

Does the other party really have such determination?

Prisoner Dao's smile turned bitter.

"As long as I can survive, what's wrong with giving up this power that was originally borrowed from God?"

"You are quite open-minded."

Unfortunately, Ye Zhi didn't buy it.

"If that's the case, you three wouldn't be the only refugees who agreed to join."

Even the other party came to Tianshui Town alone.

Obviously, he didn't trust the Watchers.

Joining the anti-God Watchers camp.

It means completely giving up the "miracle blessing", the miraculous retreat that seems to be able to fulfill all wishes.

And with their reputation of being chased by the Chiming Church in recent years.

It's not enough to provide refugees with a sense of security that they can definitely survive.

"I want to hear the truth. What happened outside that made you willing to risk everything to join the Watchers when Edgar didn't come back."

Ye Zhi retracted his "ghost smile" and raised his legs to change his posture.

"According to my reputation among the bards, you will most likely be killed as soon as you come uninvited!"

Prisoner's face froze.

The air became silent.

The compliment failed, and he slowly restrained all the expressions on his face.

"But I bet right, didn't I?"

"You are not the bloodthirsty and brutal god-killing maniac that the church said."

He closed his eyes and continued.

"I am willing to join, just because we will not survive if we stay outside any longer!"

"... Abel Collins is crazy!"

Abel Collins is the name of the mayor of Nari Town.

Judging from the tone of Prisoner Blade when talking about the other party, he is really very dissatisfied with the other party.

Ye Zhi did not interrupt and listened to him patiently.

So.

Because of the death of the two unlucky monks who wanted to attack Ye Zhi in the Wind Plains in a fit of rage.

Nari Town Mayor Abel not only loudly levied taxes, but also expanded the area of ​​farmland without scientific basis.

He spent money to find high-level magicians everywhere to help him survive the difficult winter magic tide.

He also secretly arrested refugees in the wilderness, intending to catch them after things deteriorated beyond control.

Use the lives of refugees to delay the arrival of the demon tide!

Ye Zhi became interested and leaned forward.

"Someone dared to violate the anti-demon agreement set by the Chiming Church? You are so brave!"

Anti-demon agreement:

Monsters are the first enemy of all intelligent races. All races cannot provide food to monsters in any form!

Monsters' food is, of course, other intelligent races.

Although the refugees in the wasteland are left there, they are an eyesore.

But feeding monsters will increase the power of the next demon tide in disguise!

Although the anti-demon agreement was formulated by the Chiming Church.

But except for the semi-intelligent goblins, almost all churches of intelligent races participated and made commitments.

If someone is found to be a traitor, he will face the wanted list of all contracted churches!

It is only a little better than the situation of their watchers.

Prisoner Dao smiled reluctantly: "As long as no one finds out, who knows?"

The wasteland is full of dangers.

Not only the occasional monsters, but also the ferocious beasts and birds of prey that move around will kill many refugees regularly.

No one really cares about the number of refugees in the wasteland, which is increasing every day.

So Abel's behavior has not been discovered until now.

Prisoner Knife has lived in the wasteland for more than ten years and is very sensitive to the number of refugees.

Only then did he get a glimpse of the truth.

But his identity as a refugee is destined to be unable to be reported to the church.

In fact, it is useless to report it.

When the Anti-Demon Covenant was first formulated, the investigation was carried out most strictly.

Six hundred years later.

Sacrificing fellow tribesmen to feed the monsters in exchange for a little survival time.

It has long become an unspoken rule or a gray industry.

As a refugee, Prisoner Knife can only find a way to survive.

Ye Zhi nodded while listening and muttered to himself.

"It turns out that the human upper echelons have been corrupted to this extent."Is it over?"

These years, he has been busy improving forbidden magic and avoiding the church's pursuit.

In fact, he has been out of touch with human society for a long time.

But when he heard that the Anti-Magic Covenant was abused because of the severe punishment and developed into a gray industry, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Perhaps the defect of limiting the range of monster activities is too obvious.

The territory that shrinks every time the magic tide is too inconspicuous in the vast area of ​​the Eltia continent.

So much so that the nobles and bishops hiding in the royal city or other safe areas have begun to ignore the threat of monsters.

"What a damn fluke mentality!" Ye Zhi sighed.

If the magic tide had not affected more people than just those nobles and monks who thought with their butts.

He must let them experience for themselves what kind of monster they have tossed out!

"Except for you, there are no other refugees who recommend themselves? "

"They, they still need time to think..." Prisoner's Blade said vaguely.

Are the nobles the only ones who have a fluke mentality?

Not everyone is as pessimistic and cautious as Prisoner's Blade.

Since it is just a gray industry, the mayor will still have concerns and dare not catch all the refugees in the wasteland at once.

The manpower of Nari Town does not allow him to do so.

So, the remaining people are betting that they will be the lucky ones to survive.

The stop slope near the Giant Oak Forest is dangerous enough and far away from Nari Town.

Abel Collins's hand may not reach here.

Prisoner's Blade sighed and confessed his purpose.

"Yara and Mira are too young and have not yet received the magic talent test. It is the best time to give up the way of praying to the gods."

"I am old, but in order to take care of them, what if I give up my limited power? "

The refugees are all wanted criminals, or useless people who don't even have the weakest qualification of town residents.

The possibility of being reused among the "famous" watchers is very small.

But as long as he can watch the two children grow up.

He will be satisfied...

Ye Zhi admired this old man who was willing to jump into the fire pit for his granddaughters.

Before he nodded, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Wait, you said they haven't taken the magic talent test yet?"

He raised his head and stared at Prison Blade's eyes in disbelief.

The magic talent test is a free test that every child will take at the age of six regardless of their status.

Prison Blade's granddaughters are not even 6 years old?!