In fact, according to Chen Mo's initial judgment, this He Wuji should be a prudent person.
After hearing that Marquis Abro's reinforcements were about to arrive, He Wuji's first reaction was not to run away but to fight. Then the other party must be sure.
And while these human resistance forces were actively preparing for war, Chen Mo also roughly understood why Emperor Virgil's plan could succeed easily.
Before Chen Mo traveled through time, he had read a lot of otherworldly online articles, in which people who had mastered extraordinary power were clearly divided into different levels, such as bronze, silver, gold, swordsman, sword emperor, sword master, etc.
But after traveling to this world, he discovered that such a thing did not exist at all.
The strength here actually comes from the belief in the gods. The more devout the belief, the greater the power gained.
Of course, the so-called piety here seems to have a unique way of defining it.
Therefore, the human nature that Virgil the Great seized in order to use human nature to resist divinity was not free of charge.
He personally created such an elite human resistance army, which brought variables to his large-scale ritual.
It is true that not all human resistance forces are elite.
For example, there is a wind warrior who claims to be blessed by the wind, but in fact he just runs faster.
There is also a warrior who claims to be favored by the earth, but his physical strength is twice as strong as that of normal humans.
......
Up to this point, Chen Mo was completely sure that the so-called "medieval treasure" was probably just some kind of terrible cognitive bias.
The so-called cognitive bias is simply psychological suggestion.
For example, I told you that when you go out and turn left, there will be a convenience store. I told you that there is a convenience store on xxx Street. I told you that Aunt Wang bought a Coke from the convenience store yesterday afternoon.
In fact, there may not be such a convenience store at all, but because of my hints, you are convinced of the existence of convenience stores.
The name of this dungeon is a trap from the very beginning. If you blindly search for the words and find the Laoshizi treasure, you will definitely be left in this world forever.
You will step by step fall into the psychological suggestion trap set by this copy.
But there is one thing Chen Mo doesn’t quite understand.
If this copy has always existed, then after the failure of the previous mission, Emperor Virgil theoretically became the God of Blood and Chaos, and then the world will enter a new dimension.
But the fact is, it doesn’t.
Will each copy be refreshed after completion?
Even if there are god-level NPCs in the dungeon, can they be refreshed?
This is a huge doubt for Chen Mo, but now is obviously not the time to think about this.
"Good brother, do you want something to drink?" At this time, He Wuji, who had been directing the deployment of the troops, came over and handed over a bottle of red liquid with a smile.
He Wenwen stood next to He Wuji, her short dark green hair exuding the faint scent of sandalwood. Her eyes swept back and forth over Chen Mo's body without leaving any trace.
Chen Mo's appearance is not handsome, but he is very delicate. His eyes seem to see through the world, with insightful colors, which are like the finishing touch, making his originally ordinary face become extraordinary.
He Wenwen felt that this young man suddenly became good-looking.
Chen Mo ignored He Wenwen's gaze and gently picked up the wine glass and smelled it. There was a strong aroma of wine on it.
It's not that Chen Mo is arrogant, but because Chen Mo owns the [Sage Necklace], it is simply unrealistic to use this kind of thing to anesthetize and confuse him.
But it’s okay to smell it, but not drink it.
Chen Mo originally wanted to refuse, but at that time, information about items appeared in front of his eyes.
[Name: Blood Wine]
[Type: Consumables]
【Quality:d】
[Introduction: Blood wine made from the power of enlightened beasts will deepen your affinity for cold weapons after taking it.]
[Note: How can one get drunk with a thousand cups?]
Chen Mo took the glass of wine with a smile and drank it down.
No weird smell.
Seeing how sincere the other party was, He Wuji laughed and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder, "It's refreshing."
......
The Marquis of Abloh smelled the stench in the air that only belonged to the despicable human race, and sneered: "The despicable race dares to hit my niece. I'm really tired of living. Okay, everyone, stay where you are.
, if these scum of the human race want to interfere with the affairs of the Scarlet City, they will have to pass through here no matter what, let's stop them here."
Blood Rose is not only the biological daughter of Duke Bolton, but also the niece of Marquis of Abloh.
This is not a coincidence or accident. The real core blood descendants are more or less related to each other.
They have always reproduced internally, so that they can keep their bloodline pure, and only the pure-blood nobles who are born will inherit the most powerful blood energy.
In fact, these bloodline marquises are not completely obedient to Bolton.
This is a world ruled by power.
There are powerful extraordinary beings in the aristocratic class itself, and they use this as the core to recruit other extraordinary beings.
The strongest extraordinary person becomes the king, and the subordinates and relatives of the strongest person serve as the ruling class. Chains are spread out to form a ruling grid.
A rather primitive form of existence, like a beast dividing its territory.
Along the way, Marquis Abloh issued orders to kill all human beings in the mountains and fields without exception.
After these blood descendants killed people, they hung all the corpses on their flags.
These corpses were flaunted to the public as if they were a warning and a deterrent.
Naturally, He Wuji and his group were not the only ones in the human resistance army, but the rest were all killed after encountering Marquis Abro.
Next to the Marquis of Abro, stood a bald man.
He is 1.9 meters tall, wearing a slim-fitting T-shirt, has strong muscles, and his arms are covered with tattoos.
Green eyes, high nose, deep-set eye sockets.
He bowed and stood next to Marquis Abro, "Your Majesty Marquis, our troops discovered a small group of necromancers. They seem to be the subordinates of the Black-robed Pharaoh, but they seem to have become separated from the Black-robed Pharaoh."
"Black-robed Pharaoh?"
Marquis Abro's eyes lit up.
In his opinion, Blood Rose would probably not be saved, and the human ants were extremely good at hiding. If he went back empty-handed, he would definitely be scolded by Duke Bolton.
And if he can bring back the head of the black-robed Pharaoh, he will definitely be able to eliminate Duke Bolton's anger.
Although a person like the Marquis of d'Abro is in a high and powerful position, he still knows too little about the truth of the world.
Otherwise, at this time, he should consider how to protect himself instead of worrying about how to go back to deliver a mission to Duke Bolton.
"Bring these necromancers here and let me ask them where the black-robed pharaoh is!"
