Chapter 302: Tyrant

"Resurrection, you mean, the papal see...... No, is it the Pope of the Light who is also involved in this matter?"

It's no wonder that Prince Dio has such a guess, after all, the "Great Resurrection Technique" is almost synonymous with the greatest miracle exclusive to the Holy See of the Holy Light, in other words, apart from the Supreme Pope, the entire continent has not heard of anyone else who has the ability to resurrect the dead. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"As far as I know, the pampered adult has nothing to do with it...... Even I doubt that this Pope has the power to perform this miracle. ”

Although the black-robed mage said a little subtlely, Prince Dior, who knew his true identity, did not doubt his words at all, after all, as the most famous disaster in the mainland, the creator of the conspiracy, and the source of strife...... The conclusions reached by the intelligence system of the legendary Dark Magus Guild "Crystal Lake" are quite credible, not to mention that the "mediocre" qualifications of the Supreme Pope of the Holy Light of this generation seem to be no secret.

"Then what exactly do you mean by 'resurrection'?" Prince Dio asked, "It can't really be the resurrection of the dead, as far as I know, in addition to the supreme miracles of the Holy See of the Holy Light, the only thing that can have the ability to resurrect the dead is the God Destroyer made by the Magic Emperor." ”

"Actually, I have some doubts about this matter, after all, I know best whether the person I killed with my own hands is dead or not, if it weren't for that kid appearing in front of me like this, I wouldn't believe that this kind of thing would happen. You would never guess how chaotic I was at the time, and it ended up disrupting a lot of planned steps at once. In order to confirm this matter thoroughly, I even opened the door to the abyss of hell in advance. I followed the kid into hell, but the hellish labyrinth of the abyss made me miss the opportunity to dissect him...... Maybe I've missed the chance to get a God Destroyer. ”

"You want to kill that. Belch...... Gloria?" Dio asked, playfully, the Chaos Mage from Crystal Lake. Anras, the "spider demon", was silent for a while, then smiled slightly, and said, "He didn't call him by that name when I met him, forget it, it doesn't matter...... Originally, I did plan to kill him again, but I didn't expect that after the collapse of the abyss labyrinth, I actually opened the exit directly to the vicinity of the imperial capital Black Mountain, and here, there is someone who can help me answer the doubts in my heart. ”

"Who is it?"

"Troll...... Rafana. ”

“…… Turns out that's the real reason you came to me. But maybe you're going to be disappointed, I'm not ......."

"No, no, no...... Your Highness, I think you misunderstood me. "Spider Demon" Anlas interrupted with a smile: "Seeing that giant demon again is indeed one of the purposes of my trip to Black Mountain, but that is only a private matter, and it is not the most important thing, and cooperation with His Highness is the most important thing for Crystal Lake." ”

"The 'source of strife' has come to the door...... Hehehe...... It seems that Crystal Lake has seen the 'Seeds of Trouble' in me......" Prince Dior sneered.

"Isn't it, Your Royal Highness, as a member of the Imperial Imperial Family, the thirteenth in the order of the Imperial Throne, you will secretly collude with anti-imperial forces like the Fairy Tale Circus. And then they did not refuse the initiative of such a notorious 'evil organization' as 'Crystal Lake'...... If you are content with the status quo and yearn for peace of mind, that is the greatest blasphemy against the God of wisdom and truth. ”

Prince Dior smiled but changed the subject again: "You just said it." What does this magical image mean by not being worthless?"

"That's right, Your Highness......"

Anras took over the conversation with interest. said: "This magical image is indeed useless because it is blurry. And I don't have the ability to restore it to clarity and truth, but. I can do this with some of the Crystal Lake's ancient and interesting secrets......"

With the wonderful movement of Anras's fingers like that of a symphony orchestra conductor, the blurry magical image began to grow clearer and brighter little by little, until it reached the point where the branches and leaves of the trees were clearly recognizable.

Magical image technology seems simple, somewhat similar to light and shadow magic or illusion, but in fact, the magic principle and the plane laws involved are completely different from the two, and it has a high degree of mystery and secrecy, which is why magic images even have legal value as evidence. Generally speaking, it is impossible to add even a little content to it, let alone fill it in and modify it, but theory is still theory after all, at least His Royal Highness has witnessed how the chaotic mages from the Crystal Lake trample on theory and common sense.

Prince Dior came closer to take a look, his face instantly became serious, in this magical image, across a large forest sea, is a temporary camp built in the snowfield, and in the camp square, many sub-human warriors of different races are waving their right fists neatly, making a chorus shouting, swearing allegiance, and the object of their salute is an armored warrior standing on a high platform, this warrior only has a back, but looking at the unique armor style, it is suddenly the figure of the Imperial Marshal Rethuss.

"You...... This is...... What does it mean......"

Anras's countenance, completely shrouded in darkness, seemed to reveal an indescribable hideousness, and he replied: "Your Highness, since I will be in contact with you, I naturally know some of your true thoughts, regardless of whether our ultimate goals will conflict, but at least for now, our goals are completely identical, and not only us, I believe that as long as you present this magical image to the Supreme Majesty, then many people will be willing to form a temporary alliance with us, after all, ......"

Anras was silent for a moment, and finally said the last words fiercely: "After all, the current world does not need an ancient legend......"

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It turns out that the dragoon general Rhine is indeed a man with super mobility, and in less than half a month, the Snow Needle War Slave Camp where Goron is located has received a large number of subhuman slaves one after another...... He didn't even think about the ability of the Snow Needle War Slave Camp to receive personnel. I only knew that one person was stuffing people here, and as a result, the new war slaves even exceeded the number of the original war slaves several times.

This is the case. Even Goron was a little scrambling, but fortunately, his first batch of war slaves who were transferred == were very successful. It can even act as an interim administrator. Of course, the new slaves were of varying quality, some of them were slaves bought from the slave market and had undergone preliminary training, some were directly transferred from the war slave camps of other dragoon regiments, and some were even just captured from the battlefield or subhuman alien villages. The chaotic situation was not improved until Goron announced the regulations on heavy rewards for whistleblowing and the system of joint sitting.

The so-called joint sitting is to randomly organize a group of war slaves of different races into an independent squad, as long as someone in the squad initiates rebellion== chaos or directly participates. All members were punished regardless of the reason. And the heavy reward report is even simpler, and Goron promises in public that as long as someone can make a credit to his satisfaction, he will unconditionally agree to any of his requests.

The first to receive this reward was a Dark Elf who uncovered a riot== organized by his nemesis, the High Elves, and after resolving the incident, Goron publicly ordered him to speak his mind.

"I want to go home. ”

After the elf said his wish, there was a lot of sneer in the audience, these are basically old guys who have been slaves for some time, and they are very much looking forward to the good show that follows. Because they all know that there is only one way and possibility for a slave who is branded with a magic insignia to escape the fate of being enslaved......

That is death.

After listening carefully to the dark elf's wishes, Goron "purified" himself with shamanic magic in public. forcibly dispersed the magical slave brand on the dark elves, and then, accompanied by more than a dozen slave representatives of various races, sent the ecstatic dark elves to the Hercules airship. Before that, Goron had even been very considerate enough to prepare a small bag of silver coins and a short dagger for him. and a hooded cloak to disguise identity.

Most of the representatives of the war slaves chosen by Goron were the old slaves who had sneered at the time, and the most prestigious of the newly captured slaves. They watched until the dark elf's airship flew off the ground. Only then did he show a look of disbelief.

In the eyes of these people, the initial indifference and mockery were gradually replaced by a burning ray of hope, and before that, they tried to find the hypocrisy and lies hidden in Golon's eyes or movements, but even the most observant goblin soothsayer could not see the guilt in Golon's heart or the pride of the successful plot, even the high-level scouts of the Night Elves with real vision could not find the killer hiding in the shadows.

Thus, the facts extinguished suspicion and hope replaced despair......

The dungeon of the home of the dark elves is thousands of miles away from the Black Forest where the Snow Needle camp is located, and it is unclear whether this lucky guy will be able to maintain his luck until the end, strictly speaking, Goron has not fully fulfilled his promise, but...... All the slaves wanted was hope, and what they saw was a promise that could give them "hope...... Despot.

That's right, it's the tyrant, because the tyrant doesn't let his "subjects" form a solid whole, and the tyrant doesn't even have a dedicated guard to watch over his "subjects", instead, the tyrant encourages his subjects to expose each other, be suspicious of each other, and even divide factions into hostility within the limits he allows. The tyrant's subjects themselves will watch over each other and check and balance each other.

At the same time, a tyrant will not allow his subjects to point the finger of anger at him, a tyrant who keeps his promises is far more popular than those who only talk empty words but do nothing, and subjects who have lost their freedom but have hope are more manageable than the people under any regime, which is the cornerstone of Goron's theory of control and all his actions.

Goron is working hard to create an army of his own for himself, loyal to his kingdom. (To be continued.) )