"You despicable slaves, how dare you disobey your master's orders, and now I will beat them to death!" roared the herald.

"Yes!" said the herald's attendants, and then rushed forward with whips and sticks, intending to kill Gironde and the others in front of the slaves.

The herald was very disdainful of slaves because he was born into the ruling class, and for him, slaves were no different from pigs and sheep, their lives were not called for death at all, and the killing of a few slaves was nothing at all.

Now these slaves dare to resist his orders, so they must be killed to make an example.

"Whew!" the heavy wooden stick shook the wind and smashed straight at Giron's head, but just as the stick was about to hit Giron's head, the squire was suddenly frozen, and not only that, but Gironde's head also flashed with a golden light!

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, these moths have exploited us for too long, kill these moths, and give us freedom!" Gironde roared and said the lines that Jiang Fei had designed for him a long time ago.

At the same time, Gironde snatched the wooden stick from the squire's hand, and then struck the squire on the top of the head with a backhand.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, not only was the squire's head shattered, but his whole body was smashed into pulp by Gironde's wooden stick!

......Seeing this scene, not only the slaves below and the soldiers escorting him, but even Gironde himself was stunned, he didn't remember that he still had this kind of divine power!

"Huang Tian is a saint, Gironde has become the Chosen One, and he will lead us back to freedom!" Jiang Fei shouted as he hid in the crowd.

"Free ......"

At first, the slaves were a little unfamiliar with the term, but soon the temptation of freedom reawakened their blood, especially with a Chosen One leading them, and this bloody urge to be free could no longer be suppressed.

"Don't be stunned! do what I teach you!" Jiang Fei said directly in Gironde's mind through his spiritual power.

"Oh!oh!" Gironde nodded immediately, he instantly thought that everything that had just happened was related to the Lord yesterday, not only the vision just now, but also the divine power in his body, it must have been given by that Lord!

Gironde guessed right, all of this was Jiang Fei and others secretly making trouble, the yellow light came from the energy agitation caused by Jiang Fei's stimulation of spiritual power, and the big stick dropped by the attendant was instantly fixed because Sylvie used the power of time to calm the attendant, and Gironde suddenly possessed the divine power, and Mulan, who also had the core of power, was secretly transmitting power.

With the help of Jiang Fei and other cosmic powerhouses, Gironde was naturally like a god possessed, and at this time, Jiang Fei was instigated in the crowd, even if he didn't use mental power to hypnotize, the slaves were also instigated by the desire for freedom.

Because he didn't want to be targeted by the "game development team", it was impossible for Jiang Fei to directly use his mental power to bewitch all the slaves, but he only used a small amount of power to temporarily influence a humble little person, which would not attract the attention of the "development team", not to mention that Wei Lun helped Jiang Fei erase the dots and bits of clues in secret.

"Huang Tian has an order, kill the moths and regain your freedom!" Gironde walked towards the herald with a big wooden stick according to the script provided by Jiang Fei.

"You...... You...... Don't come here...... "At this time, the herald was a little scared, where had he seen this since he was a child?

Although the herald is also a martial artist, the natural conditions of Norton Star are too superior, and the excessively comfortable environment leads to a very low level of combat effectiveness of the people here.

At this time, Gironde, who was infused with strength by Mulan, almost had a strength close to the third level, and the herald was completely vulnerable in front of him.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

......

The slaves in the audience shouted in unison, although they did not dare to directly resist these soldiers and rulers at this time, but they had the courage to coax, although this sounds ridiculous and sad, but for these long-enslaved people, this is already a lot of progress.

"Kill!" Gironde roared angrily, it was a sign of his determination and a boost of courage for himself, after all, it really took a lot of courage to kill a nobleman as a slave.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me......" The herald was already so frightened that he collapsed to the ground at this time, looking at the golden glow-possessed Gironde, the herald's heart was already in turmoil.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

......

The noise of slaves in the audience filled Gironde's ears, and at this time there was a faint trace of excitement in his heart, this is the desire for freedom, but also the greed for power, today he is really standing in the spotlight, and is about to become the leader of hundreds of thousands of people!

"Whew!" the big wooden stick shook the wind and slammed into the herald's head.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, the herald's head was smashed into ten thousand peach blossoms, and his entire body was smashed into pulp!

......Seeing that Gironde had really killed this nobleman, the slaves below were in chaos all of a sudden.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!Kill the moths and regain freedom!I am the chosen one, I am Gironde!" Gironde didn't need Jiang Fei to teach this time, he turned into a god stick!

"Lord Gironde, please help us!" a slave yelled in one corner, then fell to his knees.

"Lord Girondin, please give us a way out!"

......

In this era of ignorance and superstition, they obviously believed that Gironde was the chosen one, otherwise how could an ordinary person protect his body with golden light, without being hurt by swords and guns, and still have the divine power to kill a warrior in seconds?

"I, Gironde, can obtain the favor of the Yellow Heavens, and so can you, I am the first Chosen One, but definitely not the last, the Yellow Heaven has an order, kill the moths, I can kill the nobleman, you can kill those soldiers! Kill them, and you can also receive the reward of the Yellow Heavens!" Gironde shouted loudly.

"Is this true?"

"Can we also be the Chosen One?"

......

In an instant, the eyes of those slaves who looked at the escort soldiers were blue, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva as if a hungry wolf had seen a fat sheep.

It wasn't just the slaves who swallowed, the soldiers couldn't help but swallow their saliva, but they didn't swallow it to suppress desire, but out of fear!

Although they had weapons in their hands, the soldiers knew very well that they were much smaller than the slaves, and that if these slaves rebelled, they would not have enough people to stuff their teeth!