Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Great! What do you need us to do?" the emperor said excitedly.

Sure enough, the gods are generous, and they will not do one thing and keep another.

The longevity of mortals is insignificant to the gods and will not be deliberately restricted.

Just like ordinary people don't care that ordinary ants can only live for a few months to a year, but the queen can live for more than 20 years!

That's longer than many dogs, cats, and even large livestock!

You know it's just a bug, a bug that keeps laying eggs!

Xiao Huan continued to write on the slate.

"Seal a demon and open up this world."

"Sealing demons is easy to understand. Sooner or later, new demon gods will appear," the emperor nodded. "But what does it mean to open up the world?"

The emperor thought about it carefully, this should refer to the card player's game clearance.

For example, defeating all the cards of the opponent, or directly letting the opponent lose all the chips to oneself.

The little milk dog barked twice, but did not answer, but stuttered the ham.

At this moment, however, a knight ran into the palace in a panic:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the enemy has completely blocked the way up the mountain, and it is impossible for us to escape."

The knight was terrified.

The emperor smiled and called a guard to come.

Then the other party demonstrated the "group teleportation" skill to everyone.

This is the group transfer ability of the archmage, supporting twelve people at a time.

This is why Lancelot has never panicked.

Because when he wants to leave, he can leave at any time.

The soldiers immediately quieted down, their morale returned to the highest level, and they were even in the mood to talk about other things.

"That dog is called Fountain of Immortality."

"We paid a huge price just to find a dog?"

"No, it's probably just incidentally. We also caught the little sister of the big mouse, the legendary female demon goddess, but she looks no different from an ordinary girl."

"I think something is wrong. Big Mouse's sister actually lives alone on this mountain. Is this a trap?"

"Trap, it's possible, but what kind of trap is it?"

The soldiers were discussing, when suddenly, someone panicked and said: "No, it's not good, a gray aura appeared in the palace, and all teleportation skills can't be used!"

It was a professional who said this, and although he soon paid the price for his recklessness, the morale of the soldiers was still greatly affected.

Fortunately, the composition of soldiers is mainly professionals and knights.

Everyone can still stay stable, and then do a good job of what they should do.

Organize defenses, feed horses, clean armor, repair weapons...

After doing one thing after another, everyone gradually settled down.

At the same time, the emperor is talking to the puppy and even Weil.

"You rebelled against me. I really don't know why your brother decided to rebel? I gave him everything."

"The reason for the rebellion is the same as you back then, and the king gave you everything." Weil said coldly.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" The emperor was not angry, but laughed.

He was laughing at his own stupidity.

Apart from the starving peasants, there were too many reasons for others to rebel.

Greed, anger, curiosity, idleness is idleness, it is better to rebel and see.

Maybe it will work?

Fail, fail and run away.

Anyway, no one knows who he really is.

This was the information on the Rebels that the Hooks had given him.

"Okay, boy, tell me one last question, how did this dog get here?"

"It came by itself."

"Very good answer, let's go." The emperor ordered Weir to be let go.

This took Vail by surprise!

She originally thought that the other party was going to use her to threaten her brother to catch him without a fight, or to know the weakness of the mice from herself, or to know the weakness of her brother...

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't mean that at all.

This is simply unbelievable.

"I, am I really leaving?"

She asked tentatively when someone broke Vail's chains.

"Let's go."

"You won't let people shoot arrows behind my back, will you? It's always done like this in dramas."

"Won't."

"Won't you tell me that it's just fake when I'm at my happiest?"

"Won't."

"you……"

"If you don't want to go, you can stay."

"I mean, can you give me back the spring water?" Weil pointed to the little milk dog who was eating ham with the idea that he couldn't be satisfied.

"Of course, it is yours." The emperor smiled.

Weir was shocked!

The emperor was so merciful.

However, he was so kind, why did he send their family to the rat farm?

You know it's venting your anger.

Everyone knows that the punishment is usually exile, but it turned out to be raising rats.

You can live for more than ten years in exile, and then find a way to return to your original place.

Rats have never lived for five years.

"Why didn't your kindness show earlier? If it had been earlier, we wouldn't have caused such a big crime." Weil murmured.

It was a pity that she picked up the dog who was gnawing on the last bit of shredded meat.

If it had been earlier, maybe my elder brother would have become a new nobleman, and even a small knight with honor would cherish his honor and pass on the family again.

Instead of setting off a rebellion, become the demon god of the rebellion.

And she then became the legendary witch and other messy titles.

Of course Lancelot understood what the girl was thinking.

No, my kindness was just too early.

If I hadn't been merciful, today's scene would not have happened.

Of course, I may not break through to level 46.

After all, the aristocrats had their guts broken, and the peasants had no guts to rebel before their death in the face of a big empire.

Maybe ten years after his death, he will definitely rebel.

It was the rebellion of the old nobles and professionals who re-divided the empire.

Farmers will also be exploited.

Unlike before, farmers will be organized as the main force of the new rebellion to consume the mana and skill times of professionals.

Because the old nobles already have a full understanding of professionals.

Know how to deal with them.

There must be constant pressure, no chance to sleep, no rest in rotation.

One hundred professionals need one hundred thousand people to oppress and resist.

Moreover, it is a selected 100,000 people, and the cost is very high.

But considering that a hundred high-level players can farm millions or even tens of millions of monsters, it's not surprising at all.

In reality, killing one hundred players with one hundred thousand people is too profitable.

Unfortunately, thought Lancelot, nothing could be undone.

People are dead.

The empire is on the brink of collapse.

No, it's broken.

People fled everywhere, and the plague was rampant.

Everything is a tragedy within a tragedy.

However, I heard that some literature has begun to circulate in the southern port.

"Anyway, you're going to die tomorrow, why don't you let me walk into your heart at night?"

Similar bold literature is too much.

The nobles even wanted to ban it, but they were not afraid at all.

Anyway, I'm going to die tomorrow.

Who cares about that.

Many more daring things are also happening.

For example, many people began to ignore the authority of the emperor.