Chapter 242 The Natives of the Small World

At this time the day before yesterday, Uncle Fu Xi received an assignment from the owner of the manor, asking him to go to the imperial city alone to investigate the rumored “Savior Cult”.

At this time yesterday, Uncle Fu Xi, who had been traveling all night, took a rest at a roadside tavern and inquired about some news.

And now, Fu Xishu was sitting on the roof of the dilapidated temple, staring blankly at the sky in the distance.

In less than two days, he found that the world was completely different from before.

Every once in a while, a meteor would streak across the sky and fly towards the Imperial City.

He could see some blurry human figures in the stream of light.

Fu Xishu felt that he must be crazy, otherwise how could he have such a hallucination.

So he stared at the sky for a whole day and counted a total of 22 shooting stars.

I am probably the same as the crazy guy below, there is something wrong with my brain.

But the frequent earthquakes in this day seemed to confirm his guess.

“Hey, up there, is this the reception base?” someone shouted from downstairs.

When Fu Xishu stretched his head to look, he discovered that a large group of strange people in strange costumes were walking towards the ruined temple.

With just a quick glance, you can find that there are many first-rate masters among them.

These experts did not conceal their auras, and just standing there defenseless gave him great psychological pressure.

“He’s dumb.”

Someone grumbled and then shouted, “Hey, from above, which direction is the imperial city? This should give us some idea, right?”

Fu Xishu was curious and wanted to have a conversation with these people, but when he saw the appearance of the person asking the question, he was frightened and tremblingly pointed in a direction and said:

“There…there.”

“alright.”

Just as ‘Little Hao Duckling’ was about to set off, he was grabbed by ‘Evil Old Duckling’ behind him.

The dwarf jumped up, picked up the slightly trembling NPC, and grabbed him down.

“Let this guy lead the way. If he leads you in the wrong direction, I’ll give you a treat.” ‘Evil Old Duck Chop’ laughed strangely.

“Tooth-beating Festival?”

“Hao Xiao Ya Pai” scratched his head, the green orc’s face was full of confusion.

He seemed to be racially profiled.

However, the NPCs here seem to have never seen other races.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Uncle Fu Xi shuddered and almost wet his pants.

This green-skinned monster can talk, could it be the legendary Yaksha!

Those barbarian soldiers might have been chased by Yakshas and fled all the way here!
While the two were teasing the NPC, other players had already found the guide.

Seeing that the main force was about to leave, the two of them abandoned the NPCs and followed the main force towards the direction of the imperial city.

Uncle Fu Xi got up from the ground, dusted himself off, looked at the strange man going away, and suddenly remembered the manor owner’s instructions the day before yesterday.

Most of these weirdos come from the Church of the Savior.

He stamped his feet, said “Let’s fight”, and followed everyone.

But the players were extremely fast and threw him out of their sight in two or three moves.

This group of players were the ones who were blocked outside the door by the Boss. They all came here on their own and they are all quite strong.

There are old players who came from the Star Stronghold, as well as masters who ran out of [Embers] halfway through but still managed to complete the second half, and some who relied on evil methods such as intercontinental missiles.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the [Magical Girl], the boss blocking the door, which was nearly 1 meters away, was shot into a rotten honeycomb.

Only these players who have been waiting for a long time have the opportunity to enter here.

They had been waiting outside for a whole day and could no longer hold back, ready to kill as many people as possible.

……

Outside the imperial city.

The general guarding the city called them bastards and told the weirdos outside the city to go back to where they came from. The players under the city wall immediately responded, drowning the general with foul language.

“How many horses? How dare you talk to me like that? If you don’t open the city gate, I will kill your whole family!”

“Get your dog emperor out of here!”

“These NPCs are stupid.”

“Don’t just curse. Whoever has more [Good and Evil Value] left should go kill that idiot.”

The general defending the city was furious. He took off the longbow from his back, put an arrow on it and was ready to shoot.

Just then, someone held down the arrow, preventing him from drawing the bow and pulling the string.

He subconsciously wanted to knock away the hand that was in the way, but his arm was also held down by a huge force. Then he turned around and found that the guy who stopped him was an old man in a yellow robe.

“His Majesty!”

The general guarding the city was horrified. He immediately knelt down, knocked his head heavily on the stone brick floor, and begged for mercy: “Your Majesty, I have offended your Majesty and I deserve to die!”

“Kneel down.” [Dog] said coldly, walked to the city wall and looked at the player.

As early as half a day ago, the tens of thousands of extraordinary people who besieged the city were wiped out by the apostles of the God of Creation who arrived one after another.

He witnessed the power of the apostles through the city defense formation.

He had already ordered the generals guarding the city to report to him as soon as they spotted the messengers of the Creation God Cult.

But those gods’ messengers had no intention of entering the city.

After killing the defenders outside the city, they chased into the hinterland without stopping.

After waiting for a long time for the arrival of God’s messenger, this guy not only concealed the news, but also angered God’s messenger and even planned to attack him.

[The dog] is really angry.

You know, the power of the creator god was undoubtedly the strongest even in the mythological era two thousand years ago.

He has an army of God!
[Dog] immediately ordered the soldiers to open the city gate and made a hole in the protective formation to welcome the players outside the city in.

In front of the players, he personally cut off the head of the city defending general, put it in an exquisite box, and handed it to the messenger of God as an apology.

No one wanted to take the box.

But [Dog] was quick-witted and stuffed the box to the person who hadn’t reacted yet.

Looking at the box oozing with blood, the expression of the “faceless muscle man” is hard to describe.

The beheading scene was so shocking that he almost vomited.

The faceless muscle man looked serious and asked in the backstage group chat:
“Is this a show of force for us?”

“Most likely.” The ‘Little Boy in Shorts’ responded: “This NPC has a villain look on his face. He doesn’t look like a good guy.”

Seeing that the messenger of God accepted the apology, a smile immediately appeared on the [Dog]’s face.

He led the players to the other side, pointed at the prosperous buildings in the city, and asked:

“What do you think of my kingdom?”

“Very good.” The ‘Faceless Muscle Man’ held the head and said insincerely.

“Then how about I pass the throne to you?” [Dog] said suddenly.

The “faceless muscle man” tilted his head and blurted out:
“What do you mean?”

“My Lord, I want to give you the throne and nearly a million people to command in exchange for a chance to recommend you.”

“Take me to see the great Creator God. I am willing to become His most pious servant.”

【Dog】Speak sincerely.

As a level 150 hero, he has reached the limit of what a mortal can achieve.

Going one step further is the realm of demigods.

The Dog, who had experienced the mythological age, knew that if a person without talent wanted to become a demigod, he needed authority granted by the gods.

For this, he would rather give up the throne, give up his freedom and become a slave of God.

(End of this chapter)