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Chapter 683 Hidden Resistance Army

"What is your purpose for selling these? Who ordered you? What is your motive? Have you obtained permission from the lord's palace? Has the city lord allowed you to sell it?!

Who is behind you, and what do you want to do by selling this? Who are you satirizing? What do you want to insinuate? What do you want to destroy? What do you want to subvert? What can't be answered? Then come with me!"

Soon, a city guard squad leader came over and arrested the merchant selling beef jerky on the roadside on the spot.

"Misunderstanding, I am a good citizen! The brand of beef jerky is called Shark's Dad, and the discount candidates are only random today. Tomorrow, the head of the family may come to buy and the discount will be given..."

When the city guards arrived, the player businessman was still trying to defend himself.

"Do you think our city guards will believe your lies..."

"Bang——"

The captain of the city guard team, who was also a player, twitched the corner of his mouth, took out the rope, and prepared to tie this guy's hands and take him away for performance.

But before he could take action, two black balls suddenly rolled out from under the feet of the businessman in front of him, and then exploded suddenly, forming a thick black smoke.

"Cough cough cough...!! Catch...cough...catch him...!"

Caught off guard, the smoke exploded in the face. The city guard was choked until tears flowed out. He choked and roared a warning. Several nearby city guard companions were also attracted and rushed over quickly.

But when the smoke dissipated, the player businessman had disappeared.

"Damn it! He actually dared to attack the city guards and put a wanted order on me. The entire province is offering a reward for his whereabouts!"

Wiping his face that was smeared with smoke, the captain of the city guard couldn't help but feel furious when he looked at the complex terrain around him and the expressions of nearby players who wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

However, when his eyes accidentally glanced at the green-armored elf in the crowd, he couldn't help but pause slightly, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Wait, I seem to have seen you before?"

Upon hearing these words, the elf's expression changed slightly, and then he quickly turned around and fled.

"He is also a criminal on the wanted list! Catch him!"

Finally remembering where he had seen it, the team leader didn't care about the merchant who had escaped before, and directly shouted and led his men to chase the escaping elf.

"What a nostalgic scene..."

Among the crowd, Anvis watched the small team of city guards leave, thoughtfully.

In fact, as the players' strength continues to improve, a large number of professions that originally belonged to the aborigines have been quietly replaced by players.

Especially in high-risk industries such as guards and mercenaries, as the players' strength continues to improve, the indigenous people find that they are facing vicious competition from their peers.

Thanks to being able to resurrect, players have no worries when taking action. Even if they die several times during the leveling process, they are less fearless than when they first entered the game, but after all, they are still not comparable to the aboriginal professionals.

The most important thing is that with the increase in strength, the original city guards can no longer suppress the players. Many players rely on their higher level to take revenge for being chased around by the city guards all day long.

Although the players are scattered and do not pose a threat to the lord's rule, city guards are secretly stabbed in the kidney from time to time, making city guards gradually become a high-risk profession.

Many lords have tried to scare the monkeys, but the problem is that there are often players who are not afraid of death and ill-informed players who do not accept this trick and still go their own way.

After all, for the players, if you cut off one head, another one will be born again. Alas, you just can’t finish cutting it off!

Therefore, after learning from the painful experience, the lords simply opened up the Stranger City Guards, recruited those strangers with sufficient strength to serve as city guards, and let them engage in internal struggles on their own.

In the eyes of the indigenous people of this world, there are more and more traces of belonging to a foreigner.

"It seems that there is no problem. Where are the rebels hiding?"

After observing the city for a while and finding nothing, Anvis finally stopped this ordinary search.

It's normal when you think about it. If they were discovered so easily, then there would be no need for those rebels to talk about lurking.

Then, a destiny coin appeared in Anvis's hand.

As his prophetic level reached the eighth level, many prophetic magics no longer need to stick to their original forms.

"I want to know the whereabouts of the resistance leader lurking in this city."

Silently thinking about the question he wanted to know, Anvis flicked his thumb. With a ding sound, the platinum gold coin drew a beautiful arc in mid-air.

The next moment, a sudden inspiration appeared in Anvis's heart.

"The Lord's Mansion of Cold Crystal City?"

Looking at this result, Anvis couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Has the city lord already rebelled? Or is he simply a fake city lord now, and the original city lord has been silenced by the rebels?"

With his thoughts spinning in his mind, Anvis simply walked directly to the city lord's palace.

No matter what the rebels are planning, it will ultimately fall on those who execute it.

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….….

"You can actually completely control a high-ranking person. This "Book of Yellow Clothes" is really useful!"

At this moment, in the gorgeous bedroom of the City Lord's Mansion, Langton couldn't help but feel very happy as he watched the Lord of Hanjing City leave respectfully, carefully closing the strange dark yellow book in his hand.

On the day of the meeting of heads of state, on the battlefield of the ninth level of the three empires and the strange yellow-robed figure, this strange book suddenly penetrated the space and hit his head. Langton's heart almost stopped beating. He was worried that something would happen.

He was caught by those ninth-level people looking for traces.

Even after escaping from the meeting with the help of Lord Dark Crow, Langton was still worried for a long time. After all, he had heard from his teacher, the deputy commander of the resistance army, Shute, that the prophets knew almost everything.

But as time went by, he finally discovered that the matter seemed to have gone nowhere. No one came to him to pursue the matter of the book.

Langton also understood that there was something strange in this, but the knowledgeable Dark Crow still answered his doubts.

"That book must involve extraterritorial existence, and it is an extremely powerful extraterritorial existence! This means that the methods of those prophets cannot be traced back to this book at all."

In order to help Langton escape from that demiplane before the noses of many ninth-level extremes, Dark Crow forced himself to use his original skills and is currently in a weak state.

After confirming that the book would not attract enemies to him, Langton gradually felt relieved, asked Lord Dark Crow to warn him, and carefully began to try to read its contents.

The content of the book was different from what Langton thought. There was no suspicious text content in the pages, only some strange symbols that occupied the entire page, just like a picture album.

But as he flipped through the pages, Langton seemed to see illusory figures in ragged yellow robes from different angles.

They were suspended there quietly, showing their existence to Langton. Under the ragged yellow robe that seemed to be fluttering slightly, it seemed that the truth of all things in the world was hidden.

Strangely enough, looking at these illusory yellow-robed images, Langton felt that his consciousness became a little hazy, and a large amount of hidden knowledge began to emerge in his mind.

I don't know how long it took, but after being reminded by Dark Crow, he woke up covered in sweat and suddenly found that he seemed to have established a connection with this strange pornographic book.

At the same time, a strange spell-like ability called [Submission] appeared in Langton's spiritual sea.

The description is very simple: all things will surrender to the nameless king.


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