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Volume 1 Chapter 166 The chaos is finally resolved, and the long journey and great migration

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    "No!" The magician screamed loudly, almost subconsciously.

    When the extremely heavy battle ax coupled with the savage power of the berserker swept past, whether it was the thin leather armor on his body or the damage reduction ability obtained by signing a dark contract with the devil, it was all in the simplest and most direct way.  It becomes meaningless in the face of violence.  The skin and flesh were cut open like butter, and the bones were easily broken. Ennis's upper body suddenly flew up, and the blurred internal organs mixed with a large amount of blood spilled on the muddy ground.

    The unlucky magician died almost instantly. Just when he was about to lose his last consciousness, his senses seemed to reach a peak in an instant.  Ennis felt a pure consciousness that was extremely familiar in his memory, deeply imprinted but unable to be forgotten, penetrated the barrier of space and descended here with a bang.

    "Despicable ant! Your boring life has not pleased me much!" This evil consciousness, accompanied by a chaotic and violent aura, roared crazily in Ennis's mind, "Your soul is mine! Pray.  It can be sold at a good price, otherwise, hahaha!¡±

    "Nosave meJay" A weak breath mixed with a large amount of blood came out of Ennis's mouth unwillingly. The simple name he had shouted countless times could no longer be heard this time.  Say it completely.

    Ennis¡¯s soul, which was slowly leaving his body, was roughly torn off by the evil and violent consciousness, and was thrown into the rift in the plane.  After that, that consciousness seemed to want to stay in this material world for a while longer, but was forcefully pulled back by the irresistible force of plane rules.

    Perhaps it was really due to the brotherly love between the twins, or simply because the duration happened to end, the berserker who ended his brother's life unconsciously woke up from his violent state.  Then, completely unable to accept this cruel reality, Jack opened his mouth stupidly and stood there in shock. He looked helplessly at the body that was broken into two pieces on the ground and was corroded by the remaining demonic power in his body.  It shrank and rotted at a strange speed visible to the naked eye.

    The figure flashed, I don¡¯t know when.  Arati has quietly returned to the back of the bald man.  Swinging both swords.  Blood spurted out from Jack's ankle, and the hamstrings were quickly severed at the same time.  When the weak and heavy body fell heavily to the ground due to lack of support, the master assassin stepped forward without hesitation and struck two more cuts, cutting off the tendons of both hands.

    There is no needless pity, nor is there any wavering. Arati has seen too many tragedies in his half life, and many of them were even caused by his own hands.  Yes.  He had long since passed the foolish stage of bowing his head and weeping for his unrepentant enemies like those weak wretches, begging the benevolent gods to forgive their crimes.

    "Only a dead enemy is the best enemy." Excerpted from the Holy Scriptures of the Assassin Sect.

    The reason why the prisoner in front of him was still breathing was because Arati needed to get the necessary confession from him.  After that, the big guy's life or death will depend on the wishes of his young monarch.

    The shouts in the distance have gradually stopped at this moment.  Although the rioting villagers had a numerical advantage, once Anderson died there was no one to lead them.  Secondly, the powerful force shown by the assassin master in the previous attack greatly weakened their morale. When facing the guards who were armed to the teeth, it was difficult to bring up the desire to fight again.

    In less than a quarter of an hour, the villagers, who had barely managed to save their lives under the trampling of the horses' hooves, finally had to choose to face reality and lay down on the ground and surrendered.  The few stubborn men who didn't shed tears when they saw the coffin had their hands and feet smashed without hesitation by the guards who had received Alarti's advice beforehand and then threw them on the ground, groaning in pain.

    When all the rebels were gathered in the village square, Aite ordered people to "politely" invite all the remaining villagers in the village who had closed their homes and stayed out of the incident, and gathered them near the square.

    Arati gave Anderson the treatment he deserved as a descendant of a noble family.  The body of the rebel leader was simply arranged.  Covered with white linen that could be found in a hurry.  In comparison, the body of his "friend" the sorcerer Ennis, which was broken into two parts, had rotted to the point of being unrecognizable; Jack the Barbarian, whose limbs and limbs had been severed, was tightly bound with iron chains.  To ensure nothing goes wrong; the corpses of other villagers who were "accidentally" killed by the guards during the fight were neatly stacked together, serving as a deterrent.

    The family members of the rebels collapsed to the ground helplessly, crying loudly, but they were frightened by the blood-stained swords in the hands of the escorts and did not dare to step forward to comfort their relatives.  Those families who had not participated in the rebellion gathered at the other end of the square, whispering in low voices, worrying about their fate.

    Los VillageThe old village chief, supported by the blacksmith Smito, stared blankly at everything in the square.  This sudden but expected tragedy greatly affected this elderly man.  Although the villagers who were shot dead by the escorts probably chose the latter between him and Master Anderson according to their own free will, after all, after living together for decades, how could they just put this relationship aside?  .  As for revenge for them?  That is impossible.  If they intended to have a direct conflict with the legitimate lord of the village, they would not be able to stand here peacefully at this moment.

    "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place" The old village chief hissed and turned his face away unbearably, unwilling to look directly at the crying acquaintances.

    Contrary to the despair of the villagers, for the guards led by Eter, they had just won another victory worthy of complacency.  The evil rebels were defeated of course by the righteous side, and victory went to the noble Lady Isabel and Lord Sebastian. Their bravery earned them great glory. Growing up in this era, the so-called life was nothing more than this.

    Ete stood on a high place and loudly gave the necessary instructions to the villagers of Los Village.  Before Alati, as the martial arts commander, took the initiative to step forward, he was the de facto leader of the team and had to shoulder his responsibilities.  Under the ear-to-ear guidance of old Malone, the young man has grown up enough without even realizing it.  His words were concise, clear and well-organized, and even uneducated farmers could easily understand the key points of this lecture.

    Maybe the people present have not heard the old saying "If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a drink", but what is happening now happens to be the full expression of this saying.

    At Arati's suggestion, Aite mercifully pardoned the villagers who did not actually participate in the rebellion and no longer held them accountable for their evasion. However, just to prevent similar things from happening again, he still carried out severe punishment.  warn.  As for the families of those rebels who raised arms against the Guards, whether they were originally serfs or freedmen, they would be deprived of everything they owned without hesitation and reduced to slaves.

    For the superiors, betrayal is undoubtedly the most unacceptable evil. Even the sect to which the most kind-hearted god belongs cannot tolerate such behavior, not to mention that the priesthood includes the noble god of "justice" Inkaro  .  Although the law involving the whole family seems a bit unsatisfactory, in Delaware, this is also a very common fact that is recognized by everyone.

    "My lordplease have mercy"

    The miserable cries continued for a long time, but the guards were determined and unmoved.  No one is stupider than anyone else. The young men are very passionate. If they change places, they will be the losers. At this moment, I am afraid that the corpses will be thrown away to feed the rotting beasts.

    After extracting some information from the villagers and concluding that the baron here was probably the mastermind of the rebellion, Alati felt a vague sense of uneasiness.  You must know that even if his martial arts skills are as superb as his, he has not yet completely reached the point where he can ignore the absolute advantage in numbers. A sufficient number of human sea tactics is still a big problem for him.  If by any chance Baron Cook was determined to leave their group behind, and sent a dozen fully armed knights to surround them, not to mention the guards with half a bucket of water, even he himself would not be able to do so.  I'm 100% sure that I'll be able to escape safely.

    A wise man will not stand beneath a wall that is about to collapse.  Under the urging of the escort, the villagers of Los Village packed up all their belongings as quickly as possible. In fact, there was nothing valuable to pack. They took their animals, drove their horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts, and left under the command.  Returning to the homeland of our ancestors, we headed towards the unknown destination in the distance.

    Due to the large number of people returning and the slow speed of the ox cart, the group spent nearly half a month on the road.  During this period of time, both the villagers who followed silently and the quasi-slaves whose freedom was restricted by shackles seemed to have accepted their fate, and there was no needless resistance again.  The only thing these poor people can do is to pray devoutly to the gods, hoping that the compassionate gods can guide them to a bright future.

    It wasn¡¯t until they successfully entered the territory of Salanvanya that the guards¡¯ hearts, which had been half-suspended, finally relaxed.  Along the way, although everyone appeared fearless on the surface, almost everyone was secretly praying that several groups of "lancemen" would not catch up with them. Now that the dust has settled, everything is safe for everyone.  On the journey, the guards were a little disappointed.

    Just like this, another two days passed, and the long convoy finally arrived at Fubo Fort.  It had only been more than a month since the escort left, but this somewhat empty land seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes in this short period of time.  (To be continued.)
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