Village Building Order Frenzy

Flying at an altitude of one thousand meters, strong wind blows.

There are stars in the sky above, and lights below, and Zhang Yang has forgotten to be proud.

Because he finally knew what Zhao Xianyu had done in the past two thousand years, and where his confidence came from.

Except for the deliberately ignited forest fire, within hundreds of miles of sight, the lights were dense as stars.

What this shows is that it only shows that the population is prosperous and the materials are abundant, so Zhao Xianyu has spare energy to invade other worlds, so he still doesn't worry about accidents in his hometown after leaving only a goddess.

The huge population is the strongest trump card.

And when the population grows, the society is stable, and civilization progresses, even if he gets back the Vengeful Legion of the Earth Goblin, it will actually be of little use.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang quietly landed, but it was still a densely populated place. He could only drive quickly through the darkness, and there was no military blockade or checkpoints along the way.

He easily flees thousands of miles overnight.

But this makes Zhang Yang really desperate.

Because Zhao Xianyu's human kingdom is more prosperous than he imagined.

He was not sure where his location was yesterday, but he didn't see Storm City after he lifted off. Now he has run westward for nearly 1,500 miles, but there are still large tracts of farmland, quiet villages, and prosperity along the way. Small town, strong castle, huge city.

This scared him more than Zhao Xianyu's men sent a hundred thousand troops to chase him down. Yes, it was fear.

He would rather have a hundred thousand army to hunt him down, so that he can still have fighting spirit!

But now, Zhao Xianyu's human kingdom has clearly prospered to a certain extent, with a population of at least tens of millions, rich resources, and firm beliefs. How can this battle be fought?

Therefore, Zhao Xianyu didn't worry about anything at all. He didn't even need to urge his hands to hunt down. Just let Zhang Yang toss him. How long would it take him to cut the root of Zhao Xianyu's faith?

Is it going to slaughter these tens of millions?

"I have already lost the mission of the Salted Fish Terminator!"

Standing on the wide avenue, Zhang Yang slumped, speaking to himself, but also speaking to Jiancun Ling and the civilization he guarded.

As a result, there was no response to the village construction order.

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.

"Actually, I still have a chance. As long as I use whatever means, I can turn this fertile field into a demon within a year. I can use magic words-directly on these ordinary people."

Zhang Yang looked at the peasants who came out to work early in the fields with a gloomy expression.

An alien version of the crisis of demonization, how simple—

Otherwise, the village order and the civilized will (let's put it this way) will not trigger the side quest of the Salted Fish Terminator.

"But I am not Zhao Xianyu, so I chose to give up this mission!"

"I am a human being, and I always need to do something and not do something."

"It's better to go back and fight Zhao Xianyu on the frontal battlefield. The big deal is to defend with the 6th level of the city."

In just a few breaths, Zhang Yang had made a decision, but at this time, he heard the bell. It was from a village next to the road. Hearing the bell, the farmers who had come out to work early were all It was stunned for a moment, and then all hurriedly returned to the village.

Zhang Yang looked at it in surprise, and suddenly stopped a farmer carrying a hoe, and asked in the language of the world: "What happened?"

The farmer looked at the publicity with suspicion for a while, but was not afraid, but said impatiently: "The king is here, how do I know, but something big must happen, foreigner, I warn you not to make any bad ideas. The knights under Master Fat Pig will use their fists to let you know what awe is."

"The king is here, I swear I'm just passing by."

In an instant, Zhang Yang had a new idea, just because of the farmer's mantra, the king is up, shouldn't it be the **** King Goodday or praise our lord?

The farmer ignored him and went straight back to the village. Zhang Yang didn't keep up. He just found a big tree, and at the same time quietly released the soul field, covering the whole village in an instant, and even a mosquito could not escape his control.

He'seeed' the crowd gathered in front of a residential house, and there was a lot of discussion, and the place where the bell rang was in the northernmost part of the village, in a small manor with a two-meter-high stone wall, so this is the master of the fat pig. territory?

But this chubby old man is still extraordinary, which is very interesting.

"The king is here, don't let me know who is doing the ghost, I will break his leg!"

Master Fat Pig obviously didn't know what was going on. He hurriedly changed into his clothes, and by the way, he pinched the passing maid, and after a burst of laughter, he led the five heavily armed knights to rush out.

Zhang Yang's "gaze" rushed to the scene one step ahead of time. There was a corpse here, a middle-aged man, who was hung upside down from the eaves, and the frozen expression on his face was full of panic.

"The king is here, what's the matter?"

Master Fat Pig finally arrived.

"My lord, Old Anke found this poor bug this morning. He had his throat cut off and his blood was drained, and then he was hanged upside down here."

A knight replied.

"Yeah! The method of committing the crime is a bit like a believer of the evil **** who is in trouble, but he can't escape the sanctions of our lord! Have everyone gathered together?"

Master Fatty asked roughly.

"My lord, all the villagers are concentrated here."

"Very well, I'm pretty sure that the murderer is among you. I want me to pick you out myself or stand up obediently, so that at least I can die in a decent way."

Master Fat Pig's thinking is also very crude.

Zhang Yang looked at it with interest, but he ticked the word Cthulhu in his heart.

The enemy of the enemy must now be a friendly army.

At the scene, the villagers were silent, but they were not very afraid. Obviously, this kind of thing happened frequently.

A few seconds later, there was an extra talisman in the hands of Master Fatty Pig, which was so familiar. It was produced by Zhao Xianyu again, and it must belong to-retreat.

Zhang Yang took back the soul force field without saying a word, and walked out ten miles away. After about ten minutes, he released the soul force field again. Well, he could still catch up with the second half of the drama.

The villagers were already smiling, and the children were watching curiously in a relaxed atmosphere, because the murderer, oh, the evil followers of the evil **** had been found.

One-a girl.

She was tied to a stone platform, which was already dark and full of firewood.

"Sure enough, is this similar to what the hero sees?"

Zhang Yang looked at the girl, her face was pale, her eyes were terrified, but she didn't cry, is she really the murderer? Or was the Master Fat Pig pointed out casually?

In addition, why are followers of Cthulhu always young girls, and why not change their routines?

"Probably because the girl's psychology is the most curious, or the reader likes it most."

Zhang Yang muttered, but didn't miss any details.

If the girl is wronged, he probably won't take action. If she is indeed a believer of the evil god, he must take action.

And he has a high probability that the truth will infinitely tend to the former.

"Priest of the evil god, ugly fallen man, heresy, you dare to appear on my territory and kill my villagers. According to the laws of the empire, I have the right to sentence you to death!"

Master Fat Pig announced quickly, and the villagers looked at them with different expressions. It was the girl's family, who just stood there in grief, silent.

"My lord, please give me courage and strength, the flames will not extinguish my devotion to you."

Seeing that the fire was about to start, a string of soft words suddenly appeared from the girl's mouth, which others could not hear, but Zhang Yang could hear her clearly.

What the hell?

He is really a believer of Cthulhu.

"Boom!"

The flame ignited, and the blatant soul field also shrouded in an instant. At this moment, he sensed that there was really a weak divinity responding to the girl's prayer.

But it's too weak, so weak that it can't even calm down~www.NovelMTL.com~ let alone save this girl from the fire.

The flames were raging, but the girl couldn't feel the slightest heat because of Zhang Yang's intervention, so she instantly became excited, thinking that the **** she believed in had really appeared.

The flame burned violently until the wood burned out, and the girl tied to it remained unscathed.

At this moment, there were fine beads of sweat leaking out of the forehead of Master Fatty Pig, and all the villagers onlookers seemed to have been caught in the fixation method.

Terror was reflected in their eyes.

So Zhang Yang decided to add another fire, a shock of the soul just right, causing everyone to pass out.

Cthulhu, he needs to manifest his spirit, and he must have the ability to deter.

Can these hundreds of villagers be trained to become believers? If you don't ask for honesty, you just need to be faithful.

Zhang Yang decided that he would cooperate with this evil god.

To cut off Zhao Xianyu's foundation does not necessarily have to kill tens of millions of people.