Calm, sometimes more choppy than chaos.

Chaos is sometimes more orderly than calm.

Stormwind, which has entered a state of war, has not slackened for a moment. The nobles who seem to be mediocre and stupid, the king who seems to be cowardly and powerless, and the marshal who seems to be in a hurry and have no skills, have never been as simple as they seem.

A network of spies, a network of intelligence criss-crosses this Stormwind City.

And when Ren Fan first started to do things, all forces were attracted to him. Then......

Then their eyes lit up, and they felt that this thing was good! If this thing is used well, it can break the king (the nobles, the garbage of everyone here) in my way! Then I'll be able to happily do things the way I want!

So, in silence, the chaotic team quietly joined a group of 'black market thugs' who had been oppressed by the aristocracy for a long time.

Then, a group of thieves began to hint at the unimaginable wealth in the royal city.

Then, a dagger sticks out of the shadows to send the ill-intentioned to the face of death to confess their sins.

Chaotic, yet orderly.

In the face of the king and the military forces, the crooked ways of the nobles became more and more inconspicuous. The aristocrats, who gradually found out that things were not good, began to panic, but the tide of people who were aroused by desire, madness, and the oppression of the past aroused murderous intent was unstoppable. Under the guidance of someone with a heart, a torrent swept through the entire Stormwind City.

The once intertwined and seemingly huge aristocratic system collapsed with a bang.

Of course, no one would have noticed, the Duke of Berval's courtyard had been cleverly avoided, and Sir Lothar's doorway was still in order.

Of course, these were not things that Ren Fan expected. In fact, at the beginning, his idea was simple.

Mobilize the enthusiasm of civilians to defend the city.

How to transfer?

It's simple, give them what they've always dreamed of, give them a great future and a perfect dream, and then smash that dream to pieces.

The orcs are riding their faces, and you still want to live a good life with the money in your hands?

There is nothing wrong with all this. But once you have it, the horror of losing it again will be hard to accept.

To be honest, this plan is very unreliable, and once things go wrong, the damage to the entire Stormwind City can be said to be catastrophic.

It is precisely because of this that Onexia is extremely puzzled by Ren Fan's behavior.

She couldn't understand what this guy was thinking.

Theoretically, this guy should be on the human side!

On the tribe's side, she had also secretly paid attention. If Oni remembers correctly, those greenskins never accept any race other than them!

Could it be that this bastard has anti-human tendencies?

Looking at Ren Fan, who was holding a soft holy light in his hand, healing the wounds of a child in his hand, with a holy smile on his face, Onexia felt extremely confused.

She couldn't read this guy's thoughts, she couldn't understand what this guy was doing.

Of course, it's normal that she can't understand. In fact, almost no one in this world can understand Ren Fan's feelings.

As a veteran player who has lived in another world for more than 20 years and watched this group of human orcs fight in front of a computer screen for more than ten years, it is difficult for Ren Fan to integrate the world in front of him with the real world no matter what.

And the inability to face the world has also made him unable to face things with the mentality of a normal person. He can help others for no reason, be at the forefront for no reason, and forget about death for no reason, but this is not his noble character, just the basic quality of a professional gamer.

The crazy desperate gamble is more like some salted fish trying to use the last bit of resources in their hands to draw the coveted SSR when they are empty-handed. It's not as imagined by the beauties around me, it's the madness of reason after careful calculation.

Anyway, Stormwind City is going to be finished in the end, so I'll do something here, in case I keep it! That's not big money!

Of course, Ren Fan didn't know what kind of impact his one-time commotion had on the world. The sleeping Nozdorm suddenly opened his eyes, and the sand of time floated gently around him as if it had no gravity. Stretching out his hand, the sand of time slowly condensed into a few numbers, frowning, his voice was like a departure:

"The rate of change of the world has changed again, is this also the choice of that door!"

Ren Fan is not a bronze dragon, and he doesn't know what his future will become, let alone what the future of the world can become. After tossing for a long time, he just wanted to go back to his kennel and get a good night's sleep. As for the girl who is like a fart behind her...... Whatever, her bed is quite big anyway, so it's not a problem to squeeze two people. But look at her like that...... It doesn't seem like that's going to happen.

And on the other side of the city, a silent voice crept in with a pale blue fluorescence. In the crowd, many strong men were slightly stunned, and then, by no means, these people who had become the leaders of their respective groups roared, and then rushed towards the direction of the palace.

The tide changed direction, and the nobles, who had not been affected, breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground. Everyone is not stupid, and everyone knows their small actions. Having seen Ryan and Lothar's hands, they decided to be honest for the time being. After all, the patches of black smoke coming from the once luxurious mansion were no joke.

The team that flocked to the royal city quietly disappeared many 'backbones', but under the temptation of the 'endless treasures in the royal city', this team still had no intention of stopping. In the sunlight, the walls of the royal city shone with golden brilliance, as if a brilliant golden wall beckoned to them. Running forward with a hint of madness, but the next moment, the crowd slowed down, and the roaring and angry foul language became smaller and smaller. The people behind for unknown reasons crowded forward, but the people in front were as slow as turtles crawling.

Because on the stone bridge in front of the royal city, there is a man and a horse.

Dressed in the splendid costume peculiar to the generalissimo, with the arrogance peculiar to the nobility on his face, and his head tilted slightly, Lothar stood there alone. The name of the Lion of Stormwind City is known to everyone, and even if there is only one person, no one dares to take the first step.

Even if behind him was the legendary royal city full of gold and silver.

As if he had mustered up his courage, a man in rags rushed out with a howl. But before Lothar could make a move, an inky dagger flashed out of the shadows and slashed across the man's neck. The killing broke out in an instant, and before he could even react, the man felt his knees go limp, and his strength was lost like a tide. Immediately, he fell to the ground and lost his breath.

"Let me see who dares to take a step forward!"