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127. Uninvited guests

The current true appearance of the small mountain village is more like the site of a divine war than the battlefield outside the mountain castle.

Obviously, this place had been destroyed a long time ago. The tranquility, peace, singing and dancing that Luo Er saw before was just a peace that the villagers tried their best to whitewash. As soon as he left, the place immediately returned to its original state.

Fortunately, they still maintained the minimum disguise. From a distance and from the sky, this place looked ordinary and nothing out of the ordinary. Only when you truly enter this place will you realize how terrifying it is.

What's even more troublesome is that in the current environment, there are dangerous energy undercurrents everywhere, making reconstruction impossible. No matter how powerful the ability to distort reality is, it will last for a long time.

"Okay, okay, don't stand still, seize the time to get moving, clean up the surrounding area quickly, and try to restore the village to its original state before the village chief comes back next time."

The fat man clapped his hands thickly and asked everyone to get to work quickly.

"This is a big project. It will take at least a quarter. I just don't know how long the village chief will stay when he goes out this time."

Sweetheart Guo's neighbor said worriedly.

The only intact building in the entire village is the home of a strange villager, and everyone must clean up all the dangerous hazards here before they can be rebuilt.

There are only 60 people in the village, and a large area needs to be cleaned, which is really hard work.

The only thing to blame is that after Luo Er left, everyone was too unrestrained. When they were unrestrained, they came to the first martial arts conference in the small mountain village, and then it became like this.

"Oh, there's no other way. Let's hurry up and do it. I'll go outside to find some building materials and the like, and I'll see if I can think of a way to let the village chief stay outside for a while."

As the fat man spoke, his figure gradually disappeared from the spot.

The other villagers also cursed and started their own business.

Their main job is to clean up the crystalline materials left over from the battlefield, which are the so-called energy crystals generated by the collision of huge energies.

The texture of this thing looks a bit like obsidian, but the whole body is glowing with a light blue color, and the surface is also covered with a layer of lines formed by the solidification of energy fluctuations.

This thing is very sensitive and unstable. Once handled carelessly, it may cause a big explosion and cause secondary damage. Therefore, it must be handled with caution. You cannot use extraordinary means to be lazy. You can only use bare hands and simple tools to slowly and slowly handle it.

Clean up.

Moreover, these crystals are still scattered everywhere, and many of them are still buried in the soil. They need to be carefully dug out to find them, which means dozens of people have to dig through the entire village and nearby mountainous areas.

Even though everyone is used to working, the workload is still ridiculously heavy...

Fortunately, individual villagers can summon some helpers, such as black mud men, stone men covered with a layer of volcanic rock, etc. With the help of these coolies, they can hope to complete this major project within three months.

But people like Corn Man and Sweetheart Fruit Neighbors can only rely on their own hands.

Everyone is responsible for an area and is busy on their own. The area assigned to the neighbor who raises pigs is located on the edge of the village boundary. He is walking slowly with the old sow.

The old sow sniffed here and there, then snorted twice.

The pig-raising neighbor walked over, dug up the soil on the surface with his bare hands, and took out a fist-sized energy crystal, and then found a few pebble-sized ones nearby.

The piece that was as big as a fist was thrown into the basket behind him, while the piece that was as big as a pebble was crushed into powder by him.

It seems freehand, but it is actually a very dangerous operation. Even this tiny energy crystal, once exploded, is equivalent to an oversized gunpowder barrel. Therefore, this is a dangerous operation that can only be performed by professionals. Please do not imitate it.

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This man and a pig were like picking mushrooms in the mountains. After wandering for a while, they picked up large pieces of crystals in half a basket.

These crystals can be brought back to strange villagers, who can use them to forge farm tools, rebuild windmills and waterwheels, etc.

However, after the pig-raising neighbor picked up two more crystals the size of pebbles, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at an empty space next to him.

"Huh? Have you been discovered? It seems like you are no ordinary person?"

A low, hoarse voice came from the air there, and then three figures were seen slowly emerging.

The three of them were all dressed in hooded black robes, with dazzling mosquito-repellent coils embroidered on their chests. The one in the middle was still a clone, with only a black robe floating in the air.

It was early in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, and there was plenty of light. However, here in the small mountain village, the light seemed to be distorted, and the surroundings were very dark, making the three men in black robes look like ghosts in the shadows, looming and especially evil.

These are the eleven apostles who ambushed the Imperial Investigation Team last time!

"How did you find this place?"

the neighbor who raised pigs asked calmly.

"Hehe, how can you have such a good place all to yourself?"

The other party asked back, floating forward half a step, and then looking at the fist-sized energy crystals in the basket on the neighbor's back.

“Such a high quality crystal! It’s amazing!”

The tone of the eleven apostles gradually became excited, and they quickly asked:

"Can you please give me these and get out of here? I'm willing to pay you handsomely."

The pig-raising neighbor shook his head:

"Please allow me to refuse. You can't give me what I want."

"Ha~ It seems that you like a more direct approach?"

The Eleven Apostles sneered, and the mosquito coil coils on their chests began to rotate slightly.

The two followers beside him, who exuded eighth-level legendary power fluctuations, also stood away from each other and began to chant something in a low voice.

The neighbor who raised pigs shook his head and sighed in a low voice:

"Stupid, arrogant, and weak..."

In the shadow behind him, there was a series of low roars of beasts, and two wisps of blood-red firelight lit up, as if something huge appeared in the darkness behind him.

Although only a vague outline of the thing could be seen, it was as big as a small mountain.

The three black-robed apostles seemed to have noticed something, their hand movements stagnated slightly, and they asked in a low voice:

"Something's wrong. You're not an ordinary person, nor an ordinary demigod. What exactly are you?"

The pig-raising neighbor did not answer.

Only a flash of silver light was seen in the darkness, and two things that looked like wild boar tusks emerged from the back of the eleven apostles, directly piercing through his clone and holding him high in the air.

The huge figure behind him also slowly revealed his true form. It turned out to be an extremely huge figure with spear-like fangs, eyes shining like flames, and its body was covered with a layer of colorful, blade-like manes.

Hairy giant wild boar.

The giant wild boar still stood there and snorted softly. Immediately, more fangs, like stalactites, suddenly emerged from the feet of the three people on the opposite side and stabbed into their chests.

The eleven apostles were still pinned in the air by their fangs. A large amount of black mud-like substance poured out from the mosquito coils on their chests and splashed onto the snow-white fangs, temporarily stopping their movements.

But these fangs have not been corroded by his power. They are still struggling sharply and may escape at any time.

The two followers quickly took out their weapons from their arms and tried to fight back.

But in the shadow behind them, a bloody mouth suddenly appeared, biting down hard on them.

One of them reacted faster and barely dodged.

The other one was more unlucky. His upper body was bitten off by the big mouth, leaving only his lonely legs standing in place.

The huge wild boar chirped, as if cracking melon seeds, and spat out a black robe.

"You...who are you?"

The words of the eleven apostles were full of panic. He kept trying to break free from the fangs on his chest, but he was unable to do so. His powerful power that could make everything fall into chaos had no effect on these white marble-like fangs.

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This shows that the opponent's power level is much higher than his, and must be more than a demigod.

And the Chaos Cage he used to ambush the Imperial Investigation Team was an ability that needed to be prepared and arranged in advance, and was suitable for the current situation.

He already regretted it in his heart, he shouldn't have come to this place rashly.

But what’s more surprising is that where did this ordinary-looking guy come from?

I have only been sleeping for more than 50 years. Has everything changed outside?

He was obviously no match for this mysterious strong man, so he could only find a way to escape.

Or give up resistance, give up this clone, and obtain more information about this guy at the cost of suffering heavy injuries.

But it would be best if another follower could escape...

So he used all his strength to try to attract the neighbor's attention. At the same time, he secretly mobilized his power to cover the surviving follower and wanted to send him away.

But at this moment, a shovel suddenly came out of the darkness and hit another follower on the head.

This scene seems very funny and illogical, but it just happened.

The follower who was hit on the head began to rapidly become smaller and shrunk. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a rag doll and fell to the ground.

A hand reached out, grabbed the rag doll, and looked at it for a long time.

"Oh? So they are the apostles? A bunch of stinky rats."

The sweetheart neighbor looked at the shovel over his shoulder, walked out of the shadows, threw the rag doll in his hand, and continued:

"They previously ambushed the Empire's people, peeked at the Empire's divination clues, and then found this place through further divination."

"Sure enough, when the village chief is away, trouble will easily occur."

When the eleven apostles heard his words, they were shocked and couldn't imagine how the other party knew about this process.

The sweetheart neighbor was playing with the rag doll in his hand and continued:

"They seem to be preparing a big plan codenamed 'King's Landing'. Once successful, can their organization become the master of the world?"

"But this guy is not the core member yet, and he doesn't know more details and inside stories, so he is of little use."

Sweetheart Guo's neighbor told the other party's top-secret plan in an understatement, as if the rag doll in his hand told him everything he knew.

He also sarcastically said without mercy:

"Haha, you are as innocent and interesting as a child. I admit that you made me laugh."

As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force on his hand, and the rag doll suddenly looked like a porcelain doll, with cracks appearing on the surface, and then shattered into pieces on the ground.

Those fragments fell to the ground and quickly turned into quicksand-like material, blending into the surface and becoming the nourishment of the land.

An eighth-level powerhouse fell and disappeared like a toy.

The eleven apostles who were still alive suddenly felt their scalps numb.

There are actually two such mysterious and powerful men who are incomprehensible!

I can't see through their ranks, their routes of power, and I don't know what methods they use.

In front of them, I was exactly as the other party said.

Stupid, arrogant, and weak...

But fortunately, the other party was arrogant enough to expose their existence and power, as well as the secret organization behind them.

What he lost was just a clone, which should not threaten his life.

After giving up the clones, contact other apostles and conduct targeted investigations and research on these two mysterious powerful men. Maybe they are not so scary anymore.

In the truly extraordinary realm, the unknown and fear are the greatest sources of power.

The eleven apostles have made up their minds and are ready to give up their clones, self-destruct directly, and then hide in the main body far away to report the situation.

But at this moment, another voice came from behind him:

"This guy is just a clone. I don't know where the real body is hiding. It's better to leave it to us..."

Those who spoke were the six coffin-carrying brothers of similar stature.

There were not just two people on the opposite side, but three people!

The eleven apostles couldn't help but feel nervous again.

But before he had time to think more, he felt his consciousness sinking.

Not only the clone, but the real body also fainted.

When he woke up again, he found that his body was in a dark and narrow space. Judging from the touch coming from his limbs, it looked a bit like...

A coffin?

He tried to struggle, but found that he had lost all feeling in his limbs, as if there was only one head left.

At this time, he heard a roaring sound coming from outside the coffin:

"Are you awake?"

"We already know your plan. It's very interesting. We can keep it for the village chief to amuse himself."

"Just work harder and don't make the village chief feel bored..."

"As for you, just sleep peacefully..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eleven apostles immediately heard a melodious and mournful funeral song, floating into their ears through the coffin.

Are you going to be buried?

He suddenly became nervous, exhausted all his strength, and shouted heartbreakingly:

"Who on earth are you! What on earth is this place!"

A sympathetic reply came from outside:

"This is the only pure land in the world, where we serve and live."

"It is your honor to be buried here."

After that, the surroundings fell into dead silence.

The consciousness and life of the eleven apostles also completely disappeared in this deathly silence.

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