Jem's operation was naturally seen by Sivi.

His comment on this was, 'Grass (a plant), I didn't expect you kid to answer'.

Indeed, although Xiwei has high expectations for the player believers under his command, and feels that the group of salted fish mountain people of the Lord of the Mountains are definitely not the opponents of his believers, but the condition of the gambling battle is whether the opposite side can capture the elves to unify the true country, that is, Tianya City.

If the other side is shameless, and one or two people climb Tianya City, they say that they have captured the elves to unify the true country, and then invite the leyline weaver to 'administer justice', then Xiwei can only suffer this dumb loss.

But after all, the king of the mountain is still a god who shows people in a positive image, and it is impossible not to talk about it at all, and directly oppress people.

So even if he wants to play this dirty routine, at least he has to have his own followers ascend to Tianya City.

In this way, what Xiwei has to do is also very clear, that is, let his player believers do their best to stop those mountain people, and none of them can let them climb Tianya City!

It can even be a little more ruthless, so that they don't know where Tianya City is from beginning to end!

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It didn't take long for the players to fight their horses, and the event began the moment the mountaineers, who were followers of the Lord of the Mountain, set foot in the territory of the Valla Empire.

Not long afterward, messengers and supplies from Lancaster arrived in Crookes, who was rebuilding.

The current Lancaster is not completely tilted towards the Church of the God of Games on the surface, after all, as a commercial city, Lancaster itself is home to many churches, and the religious forces are in a state of balance between them.

Although the city lord Cowlin Atherton has secretly thrown himself into the Church of the God of Games, his faith itself has not changed much, so in a sense, he is only cooperating with the Church of the God of Games.

And the water in Lancaster City itself is also very deep, and many noble ministers have their own little Jiujiu in their hearts because of their background and acquired concepts, even if they know that the city lord is inclined to the Church of the God of Games in his heart, they themselves will at most show favor a little, and they will not follow the Church of the God of Games together.

Even after the Twin Cities Cup, knowing the strength of the Church of the God of Games, their thoughts and attitudes have not changed much.

In fact, for them, no matter who the city lord above is, and which church is in charge, there is actually no difference: is it possible that the church of your game god controls the city, and the city lord does not need nobles to govern the territory?

Herman thought so, too.

So when he was appointed as a messenger by the city lord Cowlinf, the old man, and came to Crooks with a convoy full of supplies, he was still a little reluctant.

Why did our Lancaster supplies donate to Crookes for free?

If it was still the powerful mining city it used to be, it would have been fine, but now it is in ruins due to natural disasters (Crookes claims that it was a landslide that destroyed the city), and its former prosperity has been hidden under the rocks and mud, and God knows how long it will take to rebuild.

In contrast, wouldn't it be better to leave these supplies at Lancaster and reward us nobles who have contributed so much to the Twin Cities Cup?

It's a pity that the city captain Gerald McCorberry watched too closely along the way, otherwise he would definitely have to deduct half of the fifty carts of supplies and recover some losses for the nobles of Lancaster City!

"Welcome to the messenger of Lancaster," said Herman, who was greeted by the old man Meredith, lord of Crooks City, and said with a pleasant face, "It is in the midst of tribulation that we can know who is the true brother." ”

In the past, a nobleman of Herman's rank was not qualified to meet Meredith, but at this time, seeing the city of Crooks turned into ruins, Herman trembled.

In the face of the welcome of the old man Meredith, he didn't say anything affirmative, just passed perfunctorily, and when he arrived in the tent prepared for them, he turned his head and said to his cronies: "Crookes has fallen to this point, even if he invests so much materials, I'm afraid he won't get much return, for the sake of Lancaster's future development, it is better to keep some of his belongings." ”

"But if you bring your belongings back like this, won't you be held accountable by the Lord of Atherton?" His cronies asked with some concern.

"Naturally, you can't bring it back to Lancaster directly, so when we leave Crooks, you'll help me transport my belongings to a nearby big city to buy land and store it."

Herman said with a righteous face: "It's all for the future of Lancaster!" ”

The cronies were very discerning and patted him on the back.

Old man Meredith didn't know that Herman, the messenger, was such a short-sighted person, and thought that the other party was just tired from the journey, and did not rush to hand over the supplies.

When the handover was about to be handed over the next day, Herman arrived at the scene, ready to hack a batch of property.

- It was supposed to be like this.

But before he could lift the shelf and speak to Old Man Meredith, he noticed a succession of familiar players hurrying past the Crooks survivor camp.

Although the nobles of Lancaster are basically not involved in the preparation and progress of the Twin Cities Cup, they also have watched the game, and naturally know some believers of the God of the Game Church who are relatively popular and powerful, that is, players.

For example, the champion with a pink halibut hood on his head really can't be forgotten......

At this time, these powerful players not only appeared in Crooks, but also seemed to be carrying out some secret activities.

"Mr. Courier, what the hell is going on?" Old man Meredith felt a little strange about the behavior of the Lancaster messenger in front of him, and stopped himself from handing over the supplies immediately, after all, he was also an old man, and knew that there were always some people who would want to take some kickbacks when they did this kind of thing.

But the messenger did not make any requests, and he did not respond to Meredith's words, which was puzzling.

Herman's attention was completely drawn to the players, especially as he saw the players dragging unconscious people past the camp one after another.

Occasionally, things like 'This guy's fainting debuff mark is gone, he's pretending to be unconscious!' Then a group of players surrounded and flattened the unlucky bastard who had been dragged for miles, beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and then dragged away.

The unlucky ones were beaten to death, and the believers of the god of the game seemed to be afraid that they would die, so they fed them Coke to rescue them, and then beat them out and dragged them away......

Just looking at it from the sidelines gives people a feeling that life is worse than death.

As for where it was towed, it is not known, only that there are no prison dungeons in this camp, and those who were dragged away never appeared again......

"Lord Herman?" The old man's voice made Herman shudder and snap back to his senses.

"Then, those who were dragged away were ......"

"Please don't worry, those who just want to be bad for Crooks, Your Excellency is a good friend of mine, how can they harm Crookes' interests?" The old man said kindly, "Well, the matter of materials ......."

It's just that the kind expression on the old man's face at this moment is extremely eerie and terrifying in Herman's eyes.

So he tried his best to restrain himself from showing a trembling appearance, and just said righteously: "Of course there is no problem with the supplies, you can take all these things!" I don't agree with one less needle! ”