Next, the elven clan took the text version of the Magic Continent "Principle" in Fang Mo's hand, of course, this was modified by Fang Mo, after all, the original version was not suitable for this world's system.

However, even if it is like this, it is also respected as a divine book by the elves of the elf race, and the ideas in the book are exactly what they want to say and do, but they have not been able to form a comprehensive and formal theoretical system like this kind of book.

Seeing it now, I am naturally excited.

Therefore, without waiting for Fang Mo's urging, the elves began to learn with their own people, and gradually spread to the surrounding human villages.

"Hey, have you read the book The Principles of Ink Doctrine?" In a village below the Empire of Light, a civilian quietly grabbed a person beside him and asked.

"Of course I saw it, and after reading it, I realized what the life of the nobles was like? What is our life like? ”

"Yes, yes, the oppression of us by the aristocracy is purely exploitation, the exploitation of our surplus value!" As the two were talking, another civilian came up and stabbed his hands, very simple, but what he said was very reasonable.

"The book says that our current status is that of civilians, but there are even worse than us, that is, those poor slaves, although we are relatively not very free, but at least there is a legal system to protect us, the little nobles at least dare not blatantly beat and kill us, but the slaves are different, let alone the nobles, even if they are subordinates with a little status in the aristocratic family, they can kill them at will!" The civilian who started the questioning said.

"It's all, our lives are worthless in the eyes of those nobles and magicians, they want to kill us, all they need is a small reason, and even, for those who are strong, they don't need a reason!" The civilian, who began to be questioned, spat and said viciously.

"Hey, although we know these things, what's the use, we still don't have the strength to resist those nobles, to resist the landlords who oppress and exploit us......" The commoner who came last shook his head with a disappointed expression.

"Hey!"

The three of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and they all sighed.

"The eldest husband is alive, and he doesn't think about seeking happiness for the people, why sigh here!" Just as the three of them sighed, a big man with a beard and a black staff in his hand appeared in front of the three of them.

The big man was also wearing a black magic cannon, his hair was draped behind his head, and two delicate suns were embroidered on the chest of the mage robe.

"Oh my God, big ...... Big...... The Grand Magister ......" Seeing this, the three of them fell to the ground in defeat.

In this world, although the status of the nobility is the highest, the powerful magicians are also respected.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Seeing this, Dahan hurriedly helped the three of them up.

"Thank you, Lord Magistra!" The three of them trembled, lowered their heads, and waited for the big man in front of them to fall.

What the three of them said just now must have been heard by him, and it is estimated that they are dead.

"What you just said is true?" Dahan looked at the silent three people and asked.

"My lord, we didn't say anything, we all heard from the storyteller!" The second person hurriedly said.

"What about your backbone, don't we have to fight against the nobles and the landlords? It's all like you, how can we succeed, our status will always be like this, there will never be a day when we will come out, our children, our grandchildren, are all commoners, and we will be oppressed by landlords and nobles for generations, can you bear it? ”

The first civilian to speak frowned, looked at the unfortunate man, and said sharply.

"Yes, I want to fight, I want to fight back, but we don't have the strength, compared with those who are often great mages and law saints, we are scum, scum that cannon fodder can't even match!" The second shouted hysterically.

"I can help you!" Just when the three of them were arguing regardless of the identity of the Great Magister in front of them, suddenly, the Grand Magus spoke.

Moreover, as soon as you open your mouth, it is a thunderbolt in the sky!

"Actually, I also came to the Bright Empire under the influence of Mr. Fang Mo, and I am also a civilian, but I was lucky enough to cultivate to the Great Demon Master!"

"I just refused the invitation of a nobleman from the Dahe Empire, so he sent someone to kill our family, and my wife was also ......" Although the big man looked stout, he also burst into tears when he said this.

"Your Excellency, you?" When the three of them heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked, such a strong man would also suffer from the poison of the nobles?

"Over the years, I have been practicing and cultivating, just to take revenge, a few days ago, I took revenge, but I suddenly found that without hatred, I have no future direction......

"At this moment, I got a book, and what the book said made me understand that all this was caused by the nobles, in addition to me, there are countless people like me, who are being oppressed by the nobles, so I came to the Empire of Light, intending to find an organization to rebel against the nobles together!" The big man wiped away his tears and said with a firm look in his eyes.

"According to Mr. Fang Mo's words, we should call each other comrades!" The first man said with a smile.

"Okay, in Shimotachibana Youkyo, you can just call me Comrade Tachibana!" The people of the Dahe Empire are very similar to the island countries of the main world, so the name is closer to the island people.

"Comrade Tachibana!" All three shouted at the same time.

“……”

There are countless similar scenes in the entire Empire of Light, and almost everywhere, there are people who learn new ideas.

Gradually, people in some places began to organize themselves into one organization after another.

On July 38, 16587 in the Magic Continent calendar, seventy-eight delegates from various provinces of the Empire of Light came here on a cruise ship on a lake on the outskirts of the Elven Forest to participate in the first congress.

Fang Mo did not attend this meeting, but sent the civilian Fa Saint he recruited to think of as a human to participate in the meeting on his behalf.

At the meeting, everyone formulated the next policy in detail, and determined the strategic essentials of Fang Mo's rural encirclement of the city, as well as Fang Mo's absolute leadership position.

None of the people were unconvinced, because it was rumored that Fang Mo was a powerhouse at the level of the Law God, which was also an established fact.

In the central cathedral of Guangming City, the capital of the Bright Empire, the pope, who was dressed in a white robe and had the golden sun of the third sister on his chest, looked at what his subordinates had reported.

"It's all true?" The Pope said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty, these days, within the scope of the Empire of Light, this organization is very rampant, civilians, and some slaves, they all call them, the Revolutionary Party, I don't know what it means!" The subordinate said respectfully.

"The views in this are all very advanced ideas, but this will undoubtedly trigger the interests of the nobles, and even, affect our believers!" The Pope himself was not a commoner and did not recognize the importance of this matter, so he only saw immediate benefits.

"Then I'll take someone to suppress them!" Subordinates.

"No, let's wait and see, a small spark, I can't remember the overall situation!" The Pope said lightly.

"Yes!" The subordinate nodded, choosing to believe in the Pope.

However, they don't realize that a spark can also start a prairie fire!

I'm sorry everyone, it's too late for the experiment to end today, and the author has been working the experiment, but it's still not finished until half past eight.

I'm kind of the fastest.

I wrote it quickly after I came back, and I only made it up now, I'm really embarrassed!

(End of chapter)