A chirping birdsong reached Cheberkeley's ears, followed by the smell of damp grass and the touch of soft earth...... The familiar feeling came again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Where am I?

Surrounded by towering ancient trees, low-hanging vines, and thick and fluffy fallen leaves underneath, everything is quiet.

Beautiful goddesses, cabins in the silent jungle, magical props...... It's all gone.

Is it just a dream? Which god is using the dream to guide you? It's a pity, but a dream is a dream, and it's time to go to my men.

Cheberkeley stood up, stretched comfortably, and something fell out of his bosom.

A fine iron bracer with a walnut-sized fuchsia stone in the groove of the bracer. In the stone, there was a faint flash of thunder.

All the memories are awakened in the mind in an instant. Unconscious self-deception lies can no longer be made up.

"Belliana, Belliana......"

Cheberkeley clutched his bracers to his heart, tears welling up in the deserted forest.

When all the tears dried up, Cheberkeley straightened up, he had made up his mind to hide it all in his heart, and from this day forward, he would make good on his promise and do his best to seize the opportunity to realize "everything"!

So, where to start?

I must return to Atlas as soon as possible and build up the power to do my bidding. Then knock down the high priests from the clouds. Finally, lead Atlas to victory.

To return to Atlas, the Overseer mission must end as soon as possible, and this stupid and defeated war must end immediately!

I must give a passable account to everyone in Atlas, whether it's the priests or the military bosses.

The culprits who provoked the war must be punished!

What is the chieftain of that tribe called Ao?Your head is the best tool to calm the evil spirit of the Atlas servants, I will borrow it first.

Anxious shouts were heard from afar: "Lord Overseer, Lord Overseer—"

Hmph, you found it so quickly, gods, this will make the test less difficult, just a jungle, it won't be difficult for me!

Cheberkley shouted, "Here I am!"

A small group of Eagle Warriors came running briskly from the dense forest, all of them anxious: "Great, Lord Overseer! It's really you! Are you alright?"

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you come late. Wouldn't it be nice for me?"

The eagle warriors looked at each other, and said in their hearts why this waste snack suddenly rose. But people are Shangguan, as long as you don't blame us for our ineffective search and drying you for three days, you can inflate yourself as you like. At the moment, they all said that the Overseer was wise and powerful, and the jungle was like a leisurely stroll.

Listening to the old-fashioned sycophants of his subordinates, Cheberkeley lost the initial feeling of fluttering like being in the clouds, smiled slightly, and raised a hand: "Stop." How many more brothers from Atlas are there?"

The subordinates immediately looked embarrassed, exchanged glances, and pushed out an unlucky egg. The unlucky man stubbornly said, "The jungle is dangerous, the ants are fierce, brothers...... There are twenty-two more. ”

Cheberkeley sighed: "This is all my miscommand, it has nothing to do with you, after returning to Atlas, I will ask for punishment." ”

The subordinates were again in ecstasy.

According to the Atlas Law, the Lord will be killed in battle, and his retinue will be beheaded - whether it is the War of the Holy Crown or not. Cheberkeley disappeared, and the remnants of his subordinates were in panic all day, but fortunately they were safe and sound, and everyone's heads seemed to be saved, but I didn't expect this guy to take the initiative to take the responsibility, which was simply a blessing from the sun god!

Cheberkeley raised his hand again: "In the past few days, the front line has been defeated again and again, right?"

Subordinates, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what mystery is behind these words, someone boldly said: "The strength of the Shenma Alliance is indeed strong, although there are not many people, but their tactics are very different, and they don't follow the routine......"

"Find your own reason! Among us, there are internal ghosts!"

The crowd looked at each other, what kind of rhythm was this? The Overseer finally showed his true colors, and was looking for a scapegoat? The inner ghost's hat was too big, and it would be a death to wear it!

Someone cautiously asked, "Lord Overseer, ......who is this inner ghost?"

"In this march, the servant army has done its best, they are not elite forces, they have not flinched in the face of a powerful enemy, they failed because they did not understand the enemy's situation, however, the guys who know the enemy's situation have sat back and watched their defeat, trying to preserve their strength!"

The subordinates were immediately filled with righteous indignation: "Who is this guy?"

"Let's think about it, who will benefit the most from this invasion?"

Someone counted with their fingers: "The unfortunate Hundred Nations Alliance servant army was beaten so that my parents couldn't recognize it, it was definitely not them; although the Shenma Alliance was very strong, after this battle, it was the enemy with us, and it was a bit far-fetched to say that the profit was the greatest; who else could be left? Wait, could it be the Ao ...... who had recently taken refuge What tribe?"

"The Okdavir tribe, that chieftain has a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, it's not a good thing at first glance!"

Someone reacted slowly: "That old thing is quite deferential to us, what do you want......"

Cheberkeley shook his head: "Deference doesn't mean anything. Atlas was so far away that it would take more than ten days for the servants to arrive, not to mention Atlas's direct legions, and we were unfamiliar with everything here, so we had to work with him. As long as he keeps provoking disputes between us and the Shenma Alliance, he can hide behind his back and continue to use the resources and troops we provide to strengthen himself. ”

Since the Overseer had already characterized the hapless O'Connor as "ill-intentioned" and "self-respecting," the fool would excuse him.

Someone suddenly realized: "No wonder! We were attacked by giant ants as soon as we arrived here, as a local, how could O'Connor, a bastard, not know such a dangerous thing? He deliberately sent an insignificant fellow to be a guide to send him to his death, he must have been afraid that the Overseer's wisdom and martial arts would destroy the Shenma Alliance!"

The slow guy stupidly asked, "Why?"

"Do you think, the Shenma Alliance is finished, such a large piece of land will definitely become our direct territory, will the chief O'Connor be able to do it at that time?"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone shouted and shouted, scolding O'Connor for calculating his allies and not dying.

"Lord Overseer!" someone shouted, "we must not let this old dog go, let's hurry back to Atlas and send the legions to kill this old fellow!"

"Good idea! Since the old guy is already going to the Overseer's disadvantage, we can't continue to resupply his territory, we should go straight to the servant army's camp, stock up on food and water, and go back to Atlas!"

"No, the old dog is very good at buying people's hearts, and after a few days of hard work, I have seen it all with several servant army leaders! As soon as the Overseer enters the servant army camp, there must be a traitor who leaks the news to the old dog!"

Cheberkeley smiled faintly: "Everyone, listen to me. ”

The crowd immediately stopped and listened intently to Che Berkeley's arrangement.

"I heard that this jungle is called the Blood Jungle, and as long as a person disappears from the sight of his partner for five minutes, only a puddle of blood remains. In such a dangerous environment, you can find me for three days in a row, this friendship, I will never forget, I Che Berkeley hereby swear to the sun god, in this life, I will never let you down!"

As he spoke, he strode to the middle of the crowd, clenched his left fist, grabbed his left wrist with his right hand and pulled it violently, pulling out a purple-red thunderbolt from the wrist guard of his left hand!

The crowd was shocked, and after three days of not seeing each other, the Overseer became a priest who wielded the power of thunder and lightning?

The purple-red electric light illuminated Cheberkeley's face, and he held the thunder and lightning in his hand and said loudly: "In the past three days, I have met the goddess of thunder and lightning, she has given me the power of thunder and lightning, and told me that cowards and weak people die like ants, and only heroes will live forever in blood and fire! We, the twenty-two people, will become the heroes who save the Atlas! We will become the heroes who will rewrite history!"

The crowd is excited!

Someone shouted: "My lord, as long as you say a word, the hair of the evil moon god, we will also go and pull it off for you!"

Cheberkeley smiled slightly: "Everyone, just the twenty-two of us, go directly to the Okdaville tribe and take O'Connor's head, do you dare?"

Everyone knelt down in unison: "Listen to your lordship!"

Cheberkeley's gaze crossed the dense jungle to the north bank of the Thundering River, where the Okdawil tribe had camped.

O'Connor, your head, I'm going to decide. You and your tribe are destined to be my first stepping stone!

Shenma Alliance, you are very strong, but now I don't plan to fight with you, in the future, there is an opportunity, this time I will let you go! Let's see, one day, I will trample everything under my feet!