“This is too outrageous. All the attacks against her have turned into assistance for her escape,” Asho quietly retreated to his camp of outsiders and complained, “This is beyond the realm of ‘coincidence’. Could she be the favored girl of destiny?”
“If that’s the case, then aren’t you also the chosen one?” Harvey laughed.
“What?”
“It’s true,” Igura couldn’t help but say, “I wanted to deal with you, but ended up being framed by you and had to join the jailbreak team. Wakas wanted to deal with you, but ended up protecting you during the Blood Moon Trial. And we happened to encounter a necromancer who can control chip processors… We should have planned the jailbreak for years, but because you managed to gather all the key people, we escaped in less than a month.”
“Think about it, the heresy leader, your jailbreak experience is actually more bizarre than that puppet girl.”
“That’s not the same!” Asho defended himself, “Isn’t it normal for there to be many people in prison who are skilled in various jailbreak techniques? It’s like asking people on a train if they bought a ticket. Of course, everyone did!”
“And the jailbreak was all thanks to my amazing willpower, relentless effort, perseverance, and a flash of inspiration at a critical moment. It was all personal effort, without any luck!”
Even Harvey couldn’t help but show a kind smile that said, “I won’t argue with a fool.”
“Double standard dog,” Igura sneered, “Your effort is effort, but others are favored by destiny? Is it so hard to admit that you’re a mess?”
“I call it properly allocating talent resources, letting everyone play to their strengths, letting professionals do professional things—”
Igura sneered, “Indeed, a mess never admits that they’re a mess, and lucky people never admit that luck plays a part.”
“I get it,” Asho suddenly had a look of enlightenment, “You’re suppressing me again. You actually think I’m important, so you bully me with your words, right?”
Igura’s mouth twisted in anger, “You double standard dog…”
“Alright, alright,” Harvey quickly intervened and changed the topic, “If we had jumped in just now, there would have only been a puppet girl with no attacking ability on the other side. But now…”
“And who knows, the other side might be the headquarters of the Four Pillar God cult,” Igura said disdainfully, “And we already know that our dear heresy leader doesn’t have much prestige within his own faction.”
Asho looked at the cave that was bubbling with water, feeling a little absent-minded.
He suddenly remembered that in one of the observation reports collected by Professor Xilin, it was written, ‘There is an underground river on the other side of the virtual realm channel’…
Could it be that they had ended up in the Blood Moon Kingdom?
What kind of tactical switch was this?
Click.
The three foreign outcasts looked up and saw Cleos walking towards them, her beautiful big eyes swollen from crying, her nose twitching, “Are you, are you three foreigners?”
“According to the laws of the Gospel Kingdom, any foreigners must be executed immediately.”
Without giving them a chance to explain, she raised her gun and aimed it at Asho’s forehead, “May the Gospel guide your way.”
Looking at the dark muzzle, Asho suddenly realized that he was still in danger—they were not protected by the local security personnel, but were invading species, equivalent to American cockroaches or southern cockroaches. It was the basic morality of a good citizen to kill them casually!
To them, the Four Pillar God cult was indeed a ferocious beast, but the locals were even more vicious natives!
But compared to the Four Pillar God, the local security personnel were even more despairing—bad guys could still be dealt with by good guys, but if good guys wanted to deal with them, who could interfere?
Just at this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly came from above.
“Wait, Cleos, didn’t we agree that the spoils of war would go to me?”
Someone came to save them!
The three smugglers turned their heads in surprise, thinking that no matter who saved them, they would definitely remember this favor—
However, the next second, their gratitude turned into anger.
“Long time no see, everyone.”
The girl in purple jumped down from the ceiling like a butterfly, slowly landing on the ground, “Although we just met an hour ago.”
The young butler followed closely behind, pointing to the ground still covered in water, and an icy path extended, allowing the girl in purple to step on the clean ice.
These two were the ambushers outside the virtual realm channel, the culprits who sold the bodies of the three smugglers to the Four Pillar God cult, members of the Funeral Affairs Office!”Annan.” Cleos took out a handkerchief and wiped her nose, “Do you want to save these foreigners?”
“Not saving, but reclaiming what belongs to me.” The purple-dressed girl, Annan, smiled: “As I said before, as a reward for reporting the base of the Four Pillar God heresy to the Red Hat, these three are my spoils of war. You can’t just dispose of them.”
Selling us, then selling the Four Pillar God heresy, playing both sides for a double win, and now wanting to recycle us for further use?
Asho gave Igura a look—see, she’s your kind.
Igura shook his head—she’s your kind.
“They are foreigners.” Cleos said word by word: “Like Serena, they are pests that harm the world and blaspheme the gospel. They must be executed as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the gospel behind their ears disappears, they will go back and inform the evil gods of the foreign lands, leading the demons to trample our fields, cities, and innocent citizens.”
Gospel behind the ears?
“Asho, turn your head to the right.”
“Why not me looking at you…”
While grumbling, Asho obediently turned his head. Igura took a glance and whispered: “There is a light yellow countdown behind the ear, probably starting from 72 hours, the effect is likely to prevent us from spatial movement.”
“That is the divine punishment of the Omniscient Weaver for you demons who attempt to invade the Gospel Kingdom.” Cleos pointed the muzzle of her gun at Asho’s forehead: “Before the countdown ends, we who listen to the gospel will kill all of you blind and foolish demons.”
The three of them looked at each other, and the same thought emerged in their hearts—it seems that the anti-invasion mechanism of this kingdom is not very good. They knew that someone had successfully returned alive from here to the Blood Moon three days ago, so there would be a Hunting Festival on May 1st.
“They can’t do it anymore.” The purple-dressed girl smiled: “After they came to the Gospel, the Virtual Realm passage they traveled through was closed. They can’t go back. If you don’t believe me, you can check the ‘Gospel Book’ to see if I’m lying.”
Cleos hesitated for a moment, “You’re not lying to me?”
“Checking if I’m lying is cheap, right? You’re not even willing to spend this little bit of points? I’ll treat you if it’s too much.”
“No need.” Cleos’s eyes reddened again: “But they are foreigners after all…”
“They are foreigners who, even if you kill, won’t give you any points.” The purple-dressed girl said: “I just checked, these three have no bounties in the ‘Gospel Book’. Killing them won’t improve your Red Hat ranking. On the contrary, our contract clearly states that the spoils of war belong to me. If you insist on breaking the contract, it will greatly affect your Red Hat ranking. You might even fall out of the ‘Red Hat Leaderboard’.”
“But they are not spoils of war…”
“So you admit that they are natural persons? They currently have no criminal records. It’s taboo for a Red Hat to kill a natural person with no criminal record.”
Cleos’s nose twitched, “You guys from the agency always have such twisted logic… But they are foreigners after all, with a high tendency to commit crimes. If you want to take them away, you must have a way to control them.”
“I’ve prepared for that.”
The purple-dressed girl took out three contracts with gold edges and white backgrounds: “Directly exchanged from the ‘Gospel Book’, the contract paper is bound by the Virtual Realm and the Omniscient Weaver, even a four-winged legend can’t break the contract. As long as they sign these three contracts and accept my constraints, they absolutely can’t harm the Gospel. Are you finally satisfied?”
“I swear by the name of Doran, under my command, they will only become a force for the Gospel.”
Cleos lifted the muzzle, seemingly convinced: “If that’s the case…”
They looked at the three pitiful, weak, and helpless stowaways sitting on the ground. Normally, the stowaways should be crying and begging to sign the contract to save their lives.
However, the three of them didn’t say a word, just calmly watching them.
“It seems they are not willing to be constrained.” Cleos once again pointed the muzzle at Asho’s forehead: “Anyway, we have to bury the heretics, it doesn’t matter if we bury a few more—”
“Don’t rush, Cleos.” The purple-dressed girl squatted down and looked at them: “Don’t you want to live? Why don’t you speak?”
The three of them looked at each other, and finally, Asho said: “I do want to speak, but seeing you perform so passionately, I don’t want to interrupt you.”