The roar of the black dragon and the uniform running pace of the group of monsters woke up the Thunder Cliff, which had just been quiet. Everyone got up from the warm beds and opened the windows, looking a little confused to see what was going on. Thick puffs of black smoke rose from the direction of the White House, allowing those who woke up to instantly know that something was wrong.

In the afternoon, people drinking tea in the restaurants on the street are discussing what is happening in the early hours of the morning. The streets, which were originally guarded by the workers' march, now have an aura of slaughter, with the black leather clothes of the monsters checking around, and from time to time some people will be taken away for investigation, these troops directly subordinate to the monster city lord have very high rights, no matter what your status you are, you must cooperate with their investigation, otherwise just wait for a few punches, they will use violence to make you submit.

There had never been anything like this in Thunder Bluffs, and most people had minimized travel except for the work they had to do. And for the first time, the entertainment facilities in the Thunder Cliff were not full. Only some people who have no heart or lungs or don't care dare to continue to sing and dance.

"Thunder Cliff Weekly! Special issue today!" The clever newsboy ran into the restaurant at this time, and the loud voice that Ping Yu had trained overshadowed all the noise: "The Sartic radical group intends to assassinate the President of the Federation, and Thunder Cliff is under unprecedented threat! The entire Thunder Cliff will be closely investigated! Eliminate the rebels!"

"Hey, kid give me one!"

"I want it too!"

"And me!"

The concise message quickly attracted everyone's attention, and a pair of large hands holding copper coins reached out to the newsboy in exchange for cheap papyrus paper and quickly read the news on it. The newsboy's announcement just now said it all, but they still wanted to know more details.

In this newspaper, which took a morning to produce, it only said one thing. There is nothing but dense characters, and there are not all kinds of illustrations and patterns like the previous weekly newspapers. The typography is not very rigorous, and occasionally there are some wrong characters mixed in, and it can be seen that in order to get rid of this special newspaper, the person who printed the Thunder Cliff Weekly can be said to be anxious.

"Two hundred Salts with hoods attacked the White House at night and killed a large number of innocent staff?" said a gray dwarf, looking at the newspaper written in the common characters of the mainland, "If these fools are going to die themselves, why should they kill those innocent people? Don't they know that they are also their compatriots?"

"Those who are still alive will be tried in public in the courts the day after tomorrow. The proprietor of the restaurant also read a newspaper with him, and if this was the usual he would have chased away the newsboy who had disturbed his business, but now he was relieved that the boy was the first to come to his shop and not somewhere else.

"The city lord shouldn't be injured, right? I don't know what he's doing, these rebellious guys are really stupid, not to mention that the city lord is not an ordinary minotaur, there is obviously a black dragon in the White House, but he still did such a thing, it's just innocent. ”

Mo Yan, who was in the White House at this time, was looking at a list of dangerous elements listed by the SS, thinking about what to do with these Salters who had not actually made a mistake. Last night's invasion went as he had envisioned, and all the intruders were caught, except for the hooded men who had been killed by the monsters and the SS newcomers.

You must know that even the coercion of the dragon clan is not something that those who don't have special items can bear, let alone the momentum suppression of a demigod. Even though Ellie's abilities were actually far less than they used to be due to her captivity, the power she exuded was still too much for the Salts to bear, and they could only stand there like puppets one by one until the monster guards tied them up one by one and took them to the underground water dungeon.

Originally, Mo Yan could have stopped this attack, but the reason why he even made this attack happened was not just because he was really bored. When he heard that a group of second-hand goods were coming to attack the White House, he thought it was a good reason to do something. Today's Thunder Cliff has been popping up with the continuous influx of Salts, and many of the associations they have formed have also sprung up.

Some people want to gradually take control of this monster city by proper means, by entering the bureaucracy of Thunder Bluff. Others, however, are secretly planning dangerous things in the name of violence. This is something that will inevitably happen, and Mo Yan didn't think about avoiding it at all.

But those people are too waiting, and they don't dare to attack the lair of the most dangerous monsters by relying on a flawed plan like those fools in the early hours of this morning. Those in the shadows have a more refined structure and a more complete plan.

Although this kind of instability is not a big problem for Mo Yan, it is not something that can be ignored. Now that the SS has been enlarged, it has some evidence that these people are planning something bad, but they have not been able to grasp them so far, and these people are good law-abiding citizens on the surface.

The SS, on the other hand, could not arrest too many people at once, and if they only secretly destroyed one or two organizations, they would cause others to be alarmed and hibernated. Mo Yan needed an opportunity to catch people on a large scale, and this opportunity he needed was now sent by a group of second-hand goods.

After the monsters caught all the intruders, Mo Yan made Jones reveal the dragon body that had not appeared for a long time, and let out a huge roar from the balcony of the White House, and the flames from his mouth burned the items that had been prepared for a long time. Billowing black smoke drifted through the sky, making it look as if the White House had suffered heavy losses.

And the monsters, who had already received the order to reload and prepare, also rushed out of the barracks and headed towards the White House in an instant, deliberately stepping on loud and neat steps and some noise along the way, waking up the residents who were still sleeping, which is the scene that these residents saw in the early morning.

The coercion printed the message that had already been written, and was quickly sold to everyone in Thunder Bluff to make them understand what was going on. In this way, what Mo Yan did next would have a clear reason to cover up what he actually wanted to do, and clearing out the rebels lurking in the city was a good reason to cleanse.

Over the course of the next three days, the SS leading the Monster Legion captured members of various organizations before they could escape. The streets and alleys of the city were filled with loud shouts of "check the water meter," and even the SS soldiers themselves could not figure out what they meant. The dungeon in the White House, which was originally very empty, was instantly filled by these Salts.

And this large-scale operation did have an effect, making the entire Thunder Cliff like a rainstorm, and all the opposing forces against Mo Yan's ruling force were hit. By the way, some spies lurking in the Thunder Cliff were also exposed and arrested because of this almost severe crackdown. In the air of the forces of Thunder Cliff, it is rare to find those spies who are as pervasive as dust, and those organizations and people who oppose Mo Yan.

And those who performed the feat of invading the White House were all sentenced to death without surprise. Even the way everyone died can be said to be strange, and none of them are the same. The usual methods include hanging, decapitation, beheading, splitting, etc., but more often there are ways that have never been seen before, such as the leading man being inserted from the mouth of a sharpened wooden pillar from the chrysanthemum, and inserted there like a barbecue meat.

The corpses will remain at the execution site for a short period of time, and some embalming measures will be made for them so that more citizens can see the scenes of these executions. More than 30 people were executed in different ways at one time, and all of them, after watching the bloody and cruel execution, had nightmares that nightmare, and after that, the whole city was much better for a while.

The execution of these men later became a festival, which was dubbed April Fool's Day throughout the New Elamite Federation. The story of the invasion of the White House has also been turned into a drama that exaggerates the stupidity and ignorance of those people. These things secretly promoted by Mo Yan not only eliminated the fear and tension in the hearts of people in the city, but also made people remember that such a thing happened.

The monster soldiers and the black dragons hovering in the sky made these Salts, who had already carried away a little, recall once again what this place was. Now even the least intelligent people in the city know that it would be a terrible mistake to attack that castle with no defense.

Just after Mo Yan had taken care of the Salts in the city, at this time, Refora and the others had also reached the first big city that blocked their attack route, and the city shield that had been broken and repaired by the Maro people emitted a faint blue light in the distance of the camp. Compared to the mobile shield used by the Legion at the beginning, the city's shield looks thicker and the light it emits is more dazzling.

In this small city, there were nearly 7,000 Maro people defending there. These temporary men, drawn from elsewhere, arrived a day before the Lightning Legion. The only thing they had to do was to delay the legion as long as they could. Now that the Carthaginians' all-out counteroffensive has begun, having an army of slaves making trouble in their belly is enough of a headache for them, and they don't want another strong army to enter it.

Otherwise, in order not to waste the lives of the soldiers on the front line, they would have to give up a lot of the land they had already acquired and retreat. Now the city has delivered a large amount of supplies, in terms of the damage caused by those few small guns. With enough food, they can at least survive the end of the rainy season next year.

(To be continued)