Chapter 170 Your Majesty, we respect and love you (5K)
"...Including Yongcheng, Ningcheng, Jingcheng, Yuncheng, and Luocheng, a total of 103 large and small cities in Daxia have held large-scale walking activities. Preliminary statistics on the number of participants are...one thousand
Two million, and most of the participants are ordinary people."
"Hundreds of thousands of factories... also have production shutdown protests."
The minister moved his throat and said in a harsh voice, "The number of people... will not be less than the number of people running."
The ministers looked at each other, and they all saw shock and worry in each other's eyes.
What is this concept?!
In ancient times... this was the opposite everywhere!
But these people...how dare they?!
How could these people have such courage in the face of His Majesty, the living true God?
Listening to the worried report of the minister below, Mu Cang smiled slightly and said:
"No problem, I have sent 20,000 Cruel Shadows to various places in the early morning, and they are almost there now."
"...The Shadow of Cruelty?"
The ministers in the court looked at each other in shock.
This name sounds... a bit bloody.
"It is my direct legion."
Mu Cang said leisurely, "The best at large-scale...quick...killing."
Kill?
The ministers were shocked.
A minister hesitated and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to kill...the people who participated in the activities and...the craftsmen in the factory?"
"Yes." Mu Cang looked at him in surprise, "What else?"
Hiss——
The ministers gasped and couldn't believe what they heard.
Those are more than 20 million ordinary people?!
How could this be possible!
A minister of the auxiliary state boldly asked: "Your Majesty, I thought that I could send personnel to contact the leaders of the walkers, ask them about their demands, and then gradually persuade the people back. I believe that they were definitely deceived. After all, the people are always kind.
..."
Mu Cang turned to look at him, his eyes indifferent and lonely. The latter suddenly felt that his soul had been frozen, and he could not utter a single word.
"Contact? Inquire? Kindness?"
He glanced at the minister in surprise, "Are you making decisions for me?"
The minister's clothes were soaked with cold sweat in an instant. He fell to his knees in a hurry and kowtowed repeatedly. He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak. He could only cry and beg for mercy in a hoarse voice: "I am not... I am guilty... I don't dare...
Guilty..."
The ministers in the rear were also worried about him.
"Ha, the so-called kindness is just an excuse. In today's rapidly changing era, being stupid and blindly following is a sin."
Mu Cang shook his head and laughed, slowly sat up from the dragon chair, and looked towards the direction of Guangyang Palace with his hands behind his back.
What everyone in that square was thinking could not be hidden from his perception.
There is no need for intrusive thinking at all.
Just the brain waves emitted by these mortals when they think will make them appear in Mu Cang's eyes.
These nobles are all male thieves and female prostitutes, and they are all calling the shots in their own fiefdoms.
When it comes to quality of life and spiritual enjoyment, this good guy is happier than the emperor.
"After going through so many things and such huge changes, you still have the guts to appear in front of me and take a walk? Stop production to protest? Ha, this kind of small plot and little plan is actually done to me. The wealth, power and power are really touching.
Ah, it makes people not even afraid of death. Anyway, words cannot awaken a fool, only death can."
As he spoke, Mu Cang's eyes shone with light, and his spiritual thoughts expanded without limit. In an instant, they enveloped the entire Daxia, 'looking' at all those participating in the walking activities and those who had stopped production.
Just a moment.
He then identified all the planners of various city activities and the leaders who connected other ignorant people.
There are probably more than a thousand people.
At the same time, the entire situation of the production shutdown protests that occurred in large and medium-sized factories in the suburbs, the identities and locations of all leaders and cooperators, etc.
Mu Cang knows everything.
As long as he has a thought at this moment, these people will die instantly.
A seemingly massive protest will quickly collapse with the intervention of various departments as long as the leader dies.
But Mu Cang just doesn’t use this method.
Why should he make concessions to these ordinary people?
So what if it’s ten million?
What about 20 million?
Are they worthy of making concessions?
What does the world think?
The Blue Star will collapse if he thinks about it, why does he care about what the world thinks!
"Humph."
Mu Cang chuckled lightly and sent a message through the air to Di Raoyue, who was walking towards the square in the distance: "You know what to do, right?"
At the edge of the square, Di Raoyue paused, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he said respectfully in his heart: "Whatever your majesty says, Xiaoyue will do it."
Mu Cang: "Then, let's kill them all. By the way, don't kill too fast, kill slowly so that the TV station can film it clearly?"
"As you command!"
After the voice in his heart disappeared, Di Raoyue took the lollipop... no, it was a high-temperature plasma 'lollipop' that emitted wisps of high-voltage arcs from his mouth, and pressed the switch on the thin rod to turn it off instantly.
It slowly cooled down and then stuffed it into the pocket of the jacket.
At this time, most of the nobles who had already stood up in the square suddenly became commotion after seeing Di Raoyue from a distance.
The surrounding media also pointed their camera arrays over.
"Coming, coming."
"Who is this?"
"It's very strange. He must be His Majesty's special envoy."
"He's here to contact us."
"Hahaha, it seems that His Majesty still cares about us."
"Huh~ I've been worried that the Royal Guards will come, but it seems that my worries are unfounded."
Standing at the front of the noble team, Zhuo Shicheng grinned and rubbed his knees. Although it hurt, his eyes were shining with excitement.
‘The federation’s plan was successful! With so many media here, His Majesty is indeed much easier to talk to. Moreover, walking activities and production shutdown protests have spread to more than 100 cities... he must be very anxious.’
When I am in a good mood, I feel that the unusually tall and cold girl more than 100 meters away looks much cuter.
He smiled and looked at Di Raoyue who was walking slowly, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with the hope of returning to his aristocratic status.
However, why did that girl's eyes suddenly... turn red?! Her eyes are glowing!
Di Raoyue finally walked up to the noble team, her eyes suddenly turned scarlet.
Buzz——
The next moment, two red beams of light burst out and instantly penetrated all the people on the path several meters wide in front.
In less than a second, the sea of tens of thousands of nobles was cleared by high-energy lasers into a narrow death passage filled with blood and blackened corpses, and the entire sea of people was forcibly divided into two parts: left and right.
Zhuo Shicheng, who was only ten meters away from the death tunnel on the left, had his smile suddenly stiff.
Not only him, but tens of thousands of nobles, countless media around him, and even hundreds of millions of viewers who followed the situation in Guangyang Palace through live TV were all stunned.
The scene was deathly silent.
Standing at the end of the death passage, Di Raoyue was half-covered by bursts of black smoke, his eyes turned red again.
"Kill!!!"
A scream like a broken gong suddenly sounded, and everyone at the scene suddenly started crying and running away.
It turned out that some young nobles chatting and chatting behind the crowd were running away like their dead parents, fearing that they would be left alone and die under the next laser beam.
Zhuo Shicheng, who was trapped in the crowd and ran away randomly, was also frightened and turned pale. He clutched his chest and gasped for air as he tried his best to run to the outside.
‘How dare you? So many people are watching? How dare you?!’ As he ran, his head was filled with wild thoughts and he didn’t dare to stop for a moment.
Di Raoyue, who stood motionless on the spot, turned his head and looked to the right again.
Buzz——
Two high-temperature laser beams burst out again, instantly penetrating a kilometer and ruthlessly clearing away hundreds of nobles scurrying along the path ahead.
The few nobles who happened to be at the edge of the beam did not die immediately. Instead, they were cut into several large pieces and scattered on the ground like big scissors. They then crawled crazily on the ground wailing in pain, with dead white and gloomy faces.
full of despair.
The sharp cries and howls and hundreds of carbonized corpses of different sizes made the entire square look like hell.
Di Raoyue did not stop killing. He turned his head quickly, holding two beams of high-energy lasers and slashing them at a wide angle like a Vulcan guillotine.
Swish Swish Swish Swish——
In an instant, thousands of nobles who ran more than a hundred meters away were cut into tens of thousands of smoking corpses.
In just a few seconds, Di Raoyue killed nearly a third of the tens of thousands of nobles gathered in Guangyang Palace Square.
Her footsteps did not stop.
Turning sideways, his arms suddenly flashed with blue light and transformed into two sharp giant blades, and the booster behind him erupted.
Boom!!
The ground cracked, and Di Raoyue's figure disappeared quickly, crashing into the escaping figures ahead.
Swish, swish, swish!
Silver light flashed, and a whole row of running nobles scattered all over the place.
At the same time, Di Raoyue's eyes turned red again, and he shot towards the large number of nobles who had run out of the square a thousand meters away. With just one sweep, hundreds of people died tragically on the spot.
Some nobles who were neither lucky nor lucky survived for a while, dragging their broken bodies and rolling around in pain on the square, with blood gurgling all over the ground.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Zhuo Shicheng used all his strength to flee wildly outside the square.
Extremely tired and frightened, he suddenly felt that the cold threat behind him was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help showing a look of despair.
At this moment
"Stop it."
Di Raoyue, who had flown behind Zhuo Shicheng and raised his hand to slash diagonally, stopped.
It was Mu Cang's voice that sounded in her heart.
"The remaining tenth is of some use to me, so please come back first."
Di Raoyue replied respectfully in her heart: "As ordered."
The killing stops.
She looked around, trying to find where the media was.
However, I found that the media reporters had already fled in panic, carrying cameras, and could not see clearly from a distance.
Probably because they were afraid that Di Raoyue would kill Xing and they would be killed as well.
Audiences sitting next to TV sets all over Daxia were even more frightened and kept changing channels for fear of seeing more exciting scenes.
But they were wrong.
Other channels are currently broadcasting a killing scene even more terrifying than Guangyang Palace.
Daxia, Luocheng.
The folk customs of this inland city have always been tough, and people have always been willing to fight without pushing too hard.
In terms of public security, it has always been a headache for Daxia's senior officials. It has repeatedly won the "honor" of having the highest crime rate in Daxia.
It can be called a city of violence.
So much so that this city has the highest medical level in limb repair in Daxia.
In this walking activity, Luocheng did not disappoint the public.
Luocheng people who like to join in the fun and fight in groups did not give up this golden opportunity.
Won the first place in the national violence index.
This time there were more than 100,000 people in Luocheng, and they were like a demonic army on steroids, wreaking havoc on the city beneath their feet.
Cars were smashed, shops were robbed, and houses were set on fire.
There were also beatings, killings, taking turns... The whole city seemed to be on fire, and the air was filled with the atmosphere of mania and killing.
It seemed that God couldn't stand it any longer. Large clouds came and blocked the sun. For a while, the sky and the earth were dark.
But at this moment, large pure black shadows suddenly appeared on the walls and on the streets, which were chaotic and chaotic with shouting and killing.
As soon as these shadows appeared, they quickly expanded on the ground as if they were alive, surrounding two groups of strong men who were chopping each other with sticks and knives.
"Hahahaha, kill, kill!"
A bald man with a black snake tattooed on his neck was laughing and slashing wildly with a knife, but in the next second, a thick black thorn penetrated his chest and abdomen and was slammed against the wall.
"Uhhhhh!" He screamed loudly and struggled... to no avail. After the black thorn penetrated into his body, it quickly exploded into countless spikes and sprang out from all over the body surface.
The strong man died with convulsions and pain on his face.
Before anyone else could react, hundreds of spiral thorns suddenly emerged from the shadow field and brutally penetrated them all. With crazy shaking, they were shattered into pieces of corpses everywhere.
In an instant, a large amount of blood completely covered this dilapidated alley.
In other areas of the vast Luocheng, there are also more than a hundred shadow areas.
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Or it can transform into thorns, or it can transform into thousands of blades.
Even ignoring the terrain restrictions, rows of Gatlings were simulated to sweep and massacre people walking.
It often takes just a few seconds to brutally kill all the people around you.
After the killing is over, the shadow field will rush to other places at a speed close to the speed of sound, continuing to copy the killing just now.
These large black shadows that 'prey' everywhere like intelligent creatures are the super-powered soldiers created by Mu Cang based on the genes and super-power organs of Dark Star Abram, integrating more abilities to study the super-power framework. Each cruel shadow soldier has the ability to ignore physical attacks and continuous artillery attacks, and is very fast. At the same time, it can create a shadow domain covering an area of nearly 10,000 square meters with any simulated cold weapons or even simple firearms.
In actual combat tests, just a cruel shadow can kill a regiment-level modern army with all kinds of weapons and well-trained training.
It doesn't even take any effort.
In this way, under the helicopter aerial photography of some bold media, these originally aggressive walking groups collapsed into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
There were mutilated corpses everywhere in the streets and alleys, and almost half of the city was stained with blood.
All the viewers who saw this scene on TV were stunned.
They suddenly remembered what sociologists had said when Europa was destroyed:
"...The entire Blue Star will become a toy wrapped around his fingers."
Not just Luocheng.
Targeting each city, Mu Cang sent more than a hundred Cruel Shadows.
Every city where walking activities were held was plunged into endless killings.
Similar killings also occurred in factories in various regions of Daxia.
Half an hour later.
All the people and craftsmen who were instigated by the Noble Federation and the Commercial Federation died.
Just as the entire Great Xia was immersed in an atmosphere of blood and fear, a ray of blazing light flew from the end of the sky over every city that had been massacred by the cruel shadow.
Buzz——
This ray of light is like the light that opens up the world.
As soon as Pu appeared, the damaged buildings, vehicles, shops, and facilities in more than a hundred cities and factories all over the country were restored to their original state in an instant.
What's even more amazing is that the corpses of the civilian workers who died after being killed, as well as the large stains of blood they spurted out, were also turned into nothingness by the blazing light.
Except for the more than 20 million people who suddenly disappeared out of thin air on the land of Daxia, this massacre was as if it had never happened, and not a trace of the smell of blood remained.
Right at this moment.
Suddenly!
In the sky above countless cities and factories, human beings with sound limbs and eyes closed appeared one after another.
Ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand...
In just a few seconds, more than 20 million people who were obviously dead appeared again and slowly fell to the ground.
Yes, Mu Cang resurrected all the more than 20 million people who had just been killed by the cruel shadow.
For Mu Cang, who has nuclear-level material manipulation power, the repair and reconstruction of the body is as simple as breathing.
And Xuan Zhi Xuan's soul has almost no secrets in front of him.
In addition to the deepest spirituality of the soul, which Mu Cang is currently unable to analyze and reconstruct, he can easily create the overall structure of the soul and the components of the soul body.
If you want to restart the souls of these 20 million people, you only need to preserve their spirituality.
All in all, as long as the secrets of spirituality are thoroughly studied and understood, there will no longer be any secrets for Mu Cang about mortal life and death.
As soon as their feet touched the ground, these 20 million people suddenly trembled all over, as if some kind of switch was activated, and opened their eyes in confusion.
"I..."
In Luocheng, a tattooed bald man raised his hand in confusion and murmured: "Didn't I die just now? I remember... I was killed by a shadow."
In an instant, the pain, struggle, despair, regret and other emotions before death surged into my heart, and the big man's legs and feet softened and he knelt on the ground.
He opened his eyes wide, with confusion and clarity in his eyes.
That is the clarity of seeing one’s own life from the other side of death.
That is the clarity of passing through the great terror between life and death.
Not just him, but all the more than 20 million people who were resurrected by Mu Cang have this clarity in their eyes.
Many things that I couldn't figure out suddenly became clear to me.
Many things that couldn't be let go were suddenly let go.
Except for life and death, there is nothing important in this world.
At this moment, Mu Cang's voice suddenly echoed across the sky and the earth throughout Daxia:
"Cherish my kindness and go home quickly."
Throughout the summer, more than 20 million participants in walking activities and production shutdown protests all felt like they were waking up from a dream.
They suddenly fell to the ground crying and crying, looking up to the sky and shouting:
