Chapter 272

Whether it is the god position system of the flood system, or the more rudimentary Olympus godhead god system.

Whether it is an ancient godhead that does not rely on faith and worship, or a godhead that cannot be separated from faith and worship.

The so-called gods are nothing more than four words: to win the trust of people.

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The moonlight is high and the night is quiet.

Zheng Hao kidnapped a child and left the small city quietly, without alarming anyone.

The child in her arms is only four or five years old, but as a human race, she is a slave, and her face is yellow and thin, and her nutrition is insufficient.

At this time, the child was still asleep, and Zheng Hao's skills could not startle the child's dreams.

Regarding the abduction of children, although Zheng Hao was educated by the resistance organization to become a hot-blooded warrior on the surface, in fact, his experience over the years is pediatric.

But he also felt that it was better to kidnap the children to the rebels than to keep them in the elven-ruled city and grow from a small slave to a large slave.

However, over the years, the rebel organization has acted unscrupulously and has left a lot of clues, especially the elven nobles, who have been tracking down all kinds of mysterious things.

You think, with your family, you bought slaves and became the lord of the city yourself, but the slaves in the city either died or disappeared for some reason. Then those viviparous elves came to cry out and ask for compensation, could it be that the city lord couldn't do it?!

Zheng Haofang was not far from the small city, and suddenly stumbled upon a strange shadow on the ground in front of him, which was the shadow cast by the moonlight after someone was following him in the air.

He stopped and tapped the child on the head so that he wouldn't be woken up.

Send the child away with softness, and look up to meet the falling green hair.

"City Lord?" Zheng Hao asked in Elven language.

"Humble human, you dare to speak the noble elven language, and you will be caught, and you will tell you what you know. ”

Zheng Hao raised his eyebrows, pulled out the long sword from his back, and the fire fighting spirit stimulated, dyeing the long sword red.

"It's the first time I've played against a noble fruit elf, and it's a great honor. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Hao stepped on his feet and rushed straight forward, and a red light pierced the night, but did not hurt the enemy.

"I've heard for a long time that the elves have a traitor, and today I really saw you as a lowly slave that made me believe it, and made me even more angry. ”

This elf stepped on the void, hung in the sky, overlooking Zheng Hao, and said angrily, but his face did not change at all.

Zheng Hao waved the long sword in his hand casually and praised: "The fruit elf is worthy of being the most noble existence of the elf race, and it can be defended with the elemental affinity. ”

His observation is extremely strong, and he naturally understands that this elf may have followed under his blow, but his body and reaction can't keep up, and the reason why his body suddenly swayed up and avoided the attack was purely the effect of the magic element in the air.

The red light on the long sword was even worse, and it slashed towards the elf in the air, and a fighting spirit slashed away, but the speed did not exceed the last assault, and it was avoided by the elf again.

Zheng Hao also came to a conclusion: "A kind of magic similar to a passive effect? It has a good evasion effect on energy attacks, and the two solutions either do not use energy, or the speed is faster than the reaction speed of the magic elements around him that are activated by him." ”

"But...... Should we be caught and put some pressure on the rebels?"

Zheng Hao couldn't make up his mind, and at the same time dealt with all kinds of magic released by the elves flying in the air. Zero Long Literature Network

"I don't know if the current situation is expected by the rebel organization, but whether it is the death of a fruit elf, or the exposure of the existence of a human slave like Zheng Hao who is vindictive and good at elven language, it is not conducive to the current policy of the rebel organization to cultivate and accumulate strength. ”

"Anyway, it's not me playing chess right now, so whatever. ”

Zheng Hao slashed out a fighting slash again, and then his figure was like lightning, picked up the child who was knocked out by him, leaned over and quickly absconded.

A chase was staged, Zheng Hao's heart was calm, he just ran away, and deliberately avoided the attack from time to time, and he was deliberately injured on his body, but he just didn't fall down, didn't stop.

Until, suddenly, a force inexplicably poured in, Zheng Hao felt the sudden extra power in his body, they seemed to be pouring out from the deepest secret place of the body, obviously feeling that it was his own power, but he had a feeling that he was not owned by himself.

Squinting his eyes, Zheng Hao guessed that this was the power controlled by the ancient godhead possessed by Gerald, and sure enough, it had something to do with humans.

No longer hesitating, Zheng Hao roared angrily, and couldn't control the power that suddenly surged out of his body, venting out, and the colorful fighting spirit flashed by, instantly slashing the elves in the sky, a blood mist.

Panting, Zheng Hao heard the voice in his heart: faith, God, power.

Because he couldn't figure out the power of Gerald's ancient godhead, Zheng Hao complained in the true spirit: This peer seems to be impatient.

At night, Zheng Hao cleaned up the traces and left with the child in his arms. But he did not respond to the "inspiration" in his heart, only as if it did not exist.

Returning to the base of the resistance group, Zheng Hao reported in detail what happened that night, whether it was the inexplicable outpouring of power or the inspiration from the bottom of his heart, he did not hide it.

The organization did not blame Zheng Hao for killing a fruit elf, but just let Zheng Hao have a good rest.

Although Zheng Hao has not spread the freedom in the rebel organization over the years, he has also secretly used the careerist rules as his own tentacles, eroded the surroundings, and almost completely infiltrated the rebel organization.

Back in his room, it was actually an underground cave, very simple, Zheng Hao's mind was connected to the true spirit, and he watched the high-level meeting of the rebel organization that was taking place with the rules of a careerist.

In the hidden depths of the underground, under the protection of the strict magic array, three figures are hidden in the darkness.

A serious middle-aged male voice sounded: "What happened, why did you suddenly summon." ”

A calm and crisp voice replied: "Tonight, when a person was leading someone, he was discovered and tracked by the fruit elves, and an inexplicable force gushed out of that person's body, and the Jedi killed the elves." ”

The last ethereal voice sighed, "Unfortunately, we are not fully prepared, and He is forcing us to act." ”

The middle-aged man's voice was still serious: "There is no such thing as perfect preparation, I will let the orcs and dwarves take the lead." ”

Calm and crisp: "I will shrink the people below and wait for the opportunity." ”

Ethereal voice: "I will go to meet the people who have been inspired by Him this time." ”

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At the end of the meeting, Zheng Hao's thinking returned, waiting silently, and after a while, a black shadow appeared silently, hidden in the darkness of the house.

An ethereal voice sounded: "You heard the voice from the bottom of your heart?"

Zheng Hao opened his eyes, a pair of eyes that seemed to glow in this darkness, staring at a darkness.

"Yes. I'm not sure if it's a sound or not, it seems like an invitation. ”

"Hehehehe......" The ethereal voice laughed eeriely.

"That's not an invitation, it's a temptation. It was He whispering. ”

Zheng Hao said affirmatively: "You know what's going on. ”