Chapter 42 Fanaticism
Three years ago.
The sun has slowly set.
God is stingy with his glory and refuses to shine for a moment.
A little boy with black hair was standing on the stairs of the moat, using the simple branches in his hand to catch the garbage in the sewage.
There are always some gains in sewage, such as a silk scarf that accidentally falls into the sewer, or something else. After these things are washed, although there are some stains, they can be handed over to the grocery store to exchange for a lot of coins, at least for him.
The footsteps slowly rang, which made Dahl alert.
It's getting late now, and maybe it'll be dark in a short while, and a lot of bad intentions will come out soon.
The reason why Dahl was willing to stay here was just because he would starve to death soon after he couldn't find anything. There was no difference.
The peaceful town of Lor has no mercy to it, and there are not a few who die like him every day.
Dahl can hardly describe what kind of existence it was, but he will never forget that day.
The man seemed to notice Dahl and stopped slightly. Dahl looked at his bottomless eyes and felt only unprecedented panic and peace.
Two very strange emotions actually appeared in his heart at the same time.
"The water outlet will come out in one minute and twenty-seven seconds." The man smiled with interest on his lips. After saying such an unknown word, he continued to walk forward.
Dahl looked at the man blankly, holding the branch in his hand a little confused, so he looked at the water outlet next to him, but soon his thoughts were interrupted by a large number of footsteps.
A large number of knights in armor took neat steps, ignored Dahl and rushed towards the person walking ahead.
"Evil, kill me, sinners of the Cultivation." These knights spoke the words of judgment, pulled out the knight's sword at their waists, and pointed at the Nageri who was still moving forward.
Some knights also set off their bows and arrows to shoot, but unfortunately the arrows are always unable to reach Negri.
The knights' armor shone with light, which made Dahl lower his head. These knights were all big figures in Lor Town and were not something that Dahl could look directly at.
"It's almost done." A ball fell from Negri's hand and rolled behind him.
Negri could feel that there was a ring belonging to the Secretariat. Between these knights, there were members who were not careful enough to expose themselves.
Fortunately, Nageri had already expected that there was an identity identification mechanism hidden in the ring and discovered this dangerous sign. With his experimental idea, he did not immediately activate the ring's self-destruct device, but deliberately appeared nearby to attract the attention of these paladins.
"Everything is interconnected and coupled with each other." The more knowledge Negri gained, the more things he could foresee.
Through the changes in moisture in the air and the flow of air, he can accurately determine how long there will be strong winds and how long there will be raindrops falling.
The more information he knows, the more rules he knows, the more things he predicts.
Omniscience is omnipotence.
So Negri can use bacteria to participate in the water changes in the air to control when it rains.
Everything will be transformed into Negri's gear, pushing it little by little, achieving the purpose he needs.
The circle of knights behind him, Negri had already slipped around them.
Through their footsteps, breathing, heartbeat, Negri got a lot of their data.
And the gears were ready, the streets he walked, the air he breathed, the heat he emitted, and the rings in the hands of those people.
Everything he did was gears one by one, and when he pushed the first gear, everything would have the result he wanted.
So Dahl saw the scene that he would never forget for life.
The ball that rolled down from Negri's hand attracted the attention of the knights.
The careful knight's bow and arrow crashed, and the arrow flew out and accurately hit the ball.
But unexpectedly, after the ball was shot, it suddenly exploded, and some small pieces scattered towards the knights.
Several knights standing in front raised their shields tacitly, and the glory of the magical art shone on it.
The church dared not take it lightly for the members of the Hermitage. Not long ago, they slapped the church in the face.
Moreover, the other party's behavior after being discovered also aroused their vigilance. No matter how they pursued and intercepted each other before, they could not stop them. Moreover, the other party would set some traps, and if they were not careful, they would take care of them.
"The church is innovating. It is said that it is about to establish a new department of power to capture this sinner and make contributions. I may be able to go further." The Red Sun Knight, who led the team, looked at the enemy who was close to him, and this thought flashed through his mind.
But he suddenly realized that the knights holding the shield in front of him had a strange movement.
These knights thought it was not good in their hearts. At the moment when they raised their shields, their bodies changed.
There was a knight who felt his arms sore and his movements were slightly off. He remembered the slightly messy longan weeds on the roadside, with dirty stains on it. He was slightly obsessed with cleanliness and kept pushing it away with his left shield. It was these small movements that made him move distorted the moment he raised the shield.
The other knights are similar, either because of itchy nose, because of their eyes being shined by the setting sun, or because they suffered some minor injuries in the trap before.
The mistakes accumulated bit by bit, making the shield they raised crooked, with several gaps appearing, and small pieces of the ball just shot into the Cavaliers from the gap.
More chaos happened next, because the front row knight unexpectedly did not block it, and the back row knight hurriedly raised his sword to deal with it, or dodged blocking.
But without exception, various problems arise.
The entire knight team was completely in chaos, and the raised knight sword was just about to hit the dodging companion.
In the end, the entire Cavaliers fell to the ground, and some were even seriously injured.
The vibration of the fallen ground loosened the streets' sewers, and a stained ring pulled from the dirt blocks on the wall, rushing out of the drain with the sewage.
Negri's words suddenly appeared in Dahl's mind. Perhaps it was an instinctive reaction. Dahl stretched out with a branch in his hand, and the irregular branches just stabbed the ring.
And now it's just one minute and twenty-seven seconds.
Dahl, who reacted, quickly ran away with the ring. He witnessed the ugly behavior of the knights. If he didn't run away, he would be very likely to be vented.
He survived with the ring, and later joined the Secretariat, and even became a guest of honor for one of the giants through calculations.
"This time the gear will definitely be mine!" Dahl thought with a fanatical expression that the scene of that year has been in his mind for three years.
He was extremely eager for the power of that adult.
Chapter completed!