The undead quickly and completely occupied the Acropolis in front of them, and took care of the entire city's residents in an orderly manner according to the same old method.
However, most of the ordinary residents in this acropolis have a light red color instead of a neutral yellow.
Hill was shocked.
It is actually difficult for ordinary people to slip into evil in a place ruled by high-level professionals. After all, everyone is in a position of being oppressed.
And this Acropolis is truly a place where the devil rules. Even some 8 or 9-year-old children are glowing red.
Hill thought about it and felt that these ordinary people probably framed and reported in various ways in order to live a better life in front of the devil, and the lives of innocent people were stained on their hands.
And it's definitely not just occasionally, the whole city makes a living from it.
On the other hand, some knights who are not very young, probably because they have worked hard since childhood and do not interact much with the outside world, are shining with yellow light.
The undead could only disarm them first and then stuff them into the neutral citizen camp.
Apart from hundreds of children and dozens of adults, the only ordinary citizens there were these knights.
On the contrary, the prison camp was almost full.
The undead were rarely in a hurry for a while.
After all, separating children from their parents is considered a crime in the minds of these undead.
It's a pity that when the undead tried to put these parents into a municipal camp, they couldn't pass the oil painting test at all.
On the screen, the undead rarely show their embarrassed side.
Those parents seemed to feel that they had found the weak point of the undead, and were desperately trying to find a way to get the undead to let them go.
There are even some who need to take their children to the prison camp, and they are trying their best to change places.
Of course they knew that those who were sent to the civilian camps would die without burial before these outsiders came.
They are all self-righteous idiots who want to keep a little bit of humanity in a devil's place.
Forget about the children, they will naturally change when they become adults, but those adults are the ones who know what survival means and are left behind by a tacit understanding.
When the devil comes looking for trouble, just throw one out.
However, the army representing justice came.
Those people can actually live a good life! How is this possible?
Especially those mothers who are smart and have taught their children well since childhood, they are close to crazy.
They understand very well that since these people insist on justice, they will naturally have a good impression of children.
Just like those idiots who insist on maintaining their humanity, no matter how good they pretend, they will still show their flaws in front of these tempting children.
Therefore, the streets are full of crying mothers with their children. Some people affectionately do not want to be separated from their children, while others cry out sadly that their children are innocent, but have been led astray. Please give them to the undead.
a chance.
Unfortunately, it was overdone.
Finally, a certain mother secretly pinched the frightened child who was hiding behind her skirt, so hard that the child cried loudly in pain.
The team of undead responsible for escorting were stunned, and their hesitant reaction gave the others courage.
Soon, the sound of children crying one after another became louder.
Neither William nor Hill looked at the picture on the giant screen again.
For the undead, who have very complete laws and regulations and seem to have high moral standards, it is indeed a bit difficult to take children away from their parents, but it is normal to separate parents who abuse their children from their children.
They quickly snatched away the children and escorted the parents, whose names were red, into prisoner camps.
I didn’t let go of those children with famous names either.
It seemed that some adults with bad reputations said something to the undead, and their views on these children changed instantly.
That should be the case with the Acropolis.
William only needs to wait until tomorrow morning, when the sunflowers bloom all over the city, and then find a place to put down the teleportation array.
Hill looked at the undead people on the screen who were excavating several underground floors. They kept screaming. In this small city with 20,000 people, there were not many places without corpses underground.
Hill sighed softly and hung the artifact William exchanged for him on his waist.
He had already put his bracelet with the amulet pendant on Alice.
William didn't even ask him where the original amulet went, why he had to pay so much money to replace it with a spare one, and then put it on himself.
Even Spencer, who had been busy packing his things, didn't show any doubts.
Alice's existence was tacitly known to them.
Hill is actually very grateful to William. The value of artifacts and semi-artifacts is not calculated that way at all.
The Supreme Good Talisman can deal with evil gods and devil kings.
And his semi-artifact oil paintings can only deal with devils below the level of legend.
The blessing power is indeed very strong, but how can there be so many high-level professional soldiers in this world?
For William, it may still have some value, but that is because William is willing to pay for his men.
It is simply impossible for other people to exchange with him like this.
They don't care about the auxiliary ability.
In this world that pays more attention to personal power, the meteor shower can only be used once a day, and ten of them combined are not as good as one perfect talisman.
That is something that can escape from the hands of the abyss lord and the devil in hell.
Even if they are in the neutral camp, they can only use some magical runes to fight against evil.
And although he said that fine gold was not valuable, William also calculated it according to the highest value.
However, Hill's intuition told him that William had to add the fine gold that he could buy from the Earth Bear with crystal stones instead of using a missing piece of star meteorite, just to deceive himself.
In fact, he just lied to himself that it was also Hill who dug the hole, and he was not the only one who dug it and sold it for money.
Hill thought to himself, because William was so helpful, it made William feel that he had dug it himself.
"Hill." William whispered, "Don't leave the palace until the war here with the God of Magic is over. If you want to rest, let Spencer take you to the guest room.
You have to know that the darkness before dawn is always the scariest.
Don’t take it lightly.”
"Okay, thank you His Majesty the King." Hill said sincerely, "But you really can't tell me who is coming?"
William smiled happily: "Of course not~"
Hill let out a breath and decided to rest first. He wouldn't stay here and look at William's proud face after successfully getting through.
When Spencer saw Hill saying goodbye to William, he quickly came over to show him the way.
"Mr. Spencer, don't you know who is coming?" Hill asked reluctantly.
"I'm not sure whether His Majesty the King himself knows who is coming." Spencer said with a smile, "He was just notified by Gernes' World Will that someone wants to seek revenge from the God of Magic.
I hope that His Majesty the King will give way to a battle with the God of Magic.
If His Majesty the King allows, they will pay the highest respect to His Majesty the King.
The word "respect" is enough. Isn't it just to regain some faith? What His Majesty the King needs is not those praises of his own power.
Of course he let him out readily without even asking who it was.
Otherwise, our King, how could he be so strict with his words, he would have been looking at the undead betting with excitement long ago."
Xi couldn't help but smile and followed Spencer into a suite.
"Please have a good rest, Mr. Hill." Spencer stood outside the door and said goodbye to him, "I will let you know when you get there."
"Thank you, Mr. Spencer." Hill closed the door gently.
Hill stepped into his own pendant without hesitation.
After fighting in such dirty air and watching such a disgusting scene, he really wanted to take a bath and rest.
But in William's artifact palace, he was not so ambitious.
Even if he believed in the king's character, he still couldn't bear it.
Alice greeted him happily, and where the queen's crown once stood on her head, there was now a beautiful pendant hanging.
The shrunken Talisman of Perfection is hidden in transparent crystal.
"Hill, how long do I have to stay here?" Alice asked anxiously.
"There are only a few days left." Hill said lazily as he soaked in the bathtub, "The war in the Magic Kingdom doesn't seem to last long.
In other places, if those demons don't want William to succeed first, they will probably start a formal war.
What follows is a big melee, and I don’t know what will happen.
However, with this talisman, I can feel more at ease when you are outside.
But until the Magic Kingdom is over, you still have to stay in the space ~ Alice.
Just in time, you should practice your ability to blend in with sunlight or moonlight."
Alice sighed: "Okay~ I will work hard~ I want to stay with Hill."
Hill stretched out his hand and gently touched Alice's little head: "Follow the undead for a while, and while I'm improving my equipment, I'll take you around."
Alice meowed happily, then raised a paw and touched the pendant on her head: "Isn't this expensive? I've caused trouble for Hill again."
Hill simply told her what she had paid. For Alice, hiding it from her would only make her think more.
It is better to let her know what is there. She knows the value of these things very well. With the temper of a kitten, she will work hard to earn resources of similar value for Hill.
This will also make Alice feel more at ease.
Alice has always made a clear distinction between what Hill gave her and the price Hill paid to protect her.
She can accept the things that Hill gave her because of his love for her. They are the love of Hill's father.
If nothing else works, you must work hard to earn that money back.
In order not to let Alice think too much, Hill immediately talked about William's ambition. He wanted himself, the darling of the earth, to go down to the cave to dig mines. William's idea was a little too wonderful.
However, his complacency ended when Liszt, who had been standing by him all the time, said: "But, sir, you have dug mines yourself, right?"