Chapter 41: Acting on behalf of Heaven to punish the stone house (Part 2)
Attack Jinyang Academy!
As soon as this was said, the round table fell silent.
Everyone was not surprised or afraid of the Plague's words. Instead, they looked back with shining eyes, full of affirmation and support.
Reincarnators will not succumb to the power of plot.
No matter how difficult it is, how painful it is, how frustrating it is, how desperate it is, they will never give in.
Just like in the world of Tianlong, Xixia has been destroyed, and the reincarnations of Liao are still preparing to kill Huang Shang with Ah Wei's sniper as the core!
This is not seeking death, but rather perseverance.
If reincarnators encounter some trouble and succumb to plot characters, are they still reincarnators?
The advantage of having foresight in the plot, the pride of the time-travelers and even the acquisition of benefits, all mean that they who enter this world are the protagonists.
The protagonist of the plot, the villain of the plot, and the evil king are all on the sidelines!
They are the most awesome!
Even if there is a temporary trough, it is for a better counterattack soon, just like the rebound after a spring hits bottom.
Now, the rebound begins.
Attack Jinyang Academy!
Destroy the first white power established by Shi Zhixuan.
If Jinyang Academy is regarded as the sky of the world, then they will break the sky!
"I agree!"
"I agree!"
"I agree!"
"I agree!"
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When loud and firm voices sounded, the plaguer switched to the face of the white-haired grandfather, showing a kind and gratifying smile.
He found a good opportunity and gained a key leadership title.
Once this is completed, not only your connections but also your reputation will be greatly enhanced.
Maybe some reincarnations don't seek fame and feel that it's ridiculous to fight for that in the main temple.
But in the eyes of the plague, what is ridiculous is a person who does not seek fame.
Because fame and fortune, fame and fortune are combined together.
The circle of reincarnators is actually very similar to the entertainment circle.
Don't be afraid of notoriety, just be afraid of not being famous.
Why do the people still come up with a setting for the top ten when the main temple does not have a ranking setting for the top ten?
Just to become famous.
Especially low-star areas.
Becoming famous can not only gather teammates to form a team, but also have the opportunity to receive high-star recognition and investment.
Yes, invest.
Heirlooms are so ugly, what a great investment.
After all, the top ten who have become famous will also be high-star members sooner or later. Help them now and pay them back in the future. You come and I go back and forth, and you look back and forth. What a good deal.
What's more, not to mention high star rating, even if he is a three-star star, he has been attracted by the Bounty Guild and the Contract Chamber of Commerce.
The former wants him to join, and the latter wants him to lead the team and escort them.
The plaguers all refused.
Because the price paid by the other party is not high enough, and it is not worth his life.
And this time, if he can raise his arms and gather the reincarnations in this extremely difficult world to overturn a mountain that is pressing on him, then his reputation as the "Plague" will reach a new height.
When the time comes to negotiate with high-stars and ask for more investment, the prices offered by the Bounty Guild and the Contract Chamber of Commerce will inevitably rise.
Aren’t these all benefits?
So why don’t you have a name for yourself and be in trouble with yourself?
Getting back to the subject, this time there was no need to even beat anyone, everyone passed directly. The plaguer sat down with satisfaction, nodded his head left and right, and put on the face of a mature young woman: "Since everyone has the fighting spirit, go and do this well,
It’s my duty to do so, and I ask for your help.”
"Wherever! With Lord Plague leading us, we will definitely succeed!"
The Knights of the Round Table were all polite, and after exchanging business blows, one person asked: "Then what are we going to do?"
The Plague smiled: "The core lies in two words to spread rumors!"
The Knights of the Round Table were surprised and heard him start to talk: "Everyone knows about rumors, but how much they know about it must be Fan Fan. From the official explanation, rumors are made through personal imagination, fabricated facts, and through various
There is a way to spread fictitious information. You should all have heard this saying: "
"As a civilized person with the ability to think independently, we must analyze and judge from a factual and rational perspective, instead of following the trend without thinking. Don't understand a person from other people's mouths and eyes, and don't understand someone from other people's words.
Judge something with your mouth and eyes..."
The Knights of the Round Table were a little stunned, but some nodded subconsciously.
The Plague laughed: "These words are very pleasant, but the tragedy is that when the human brain processes external information, it will inevitably filter the information, summarize it into a short evaluation, and filter out information that it considers irrelevant to alleviate the problem.
The cognitive load of the brain, this labeling behavior, is precisely the innate laziness of the brain, so 90% of people in this world will succumb to the brain and listen to rumors, and warriors are no exception, unless they can be extraordinary and comprehensive.
extraordinary!"
Someone raised a question: "But Jinyang Academy is the number one force in Baidao. They have maintained the stability of the four parties for so many years. They have done much more practical things than Buddhism."
The Plague laughed: "So what? When real rumors spread, there is no difference between those who do practical things and those who seek fame, because as long as doubt is sown, everything you do is wrong."
Someone else asked: "Then what rumors are you going to spread?"
The Plague gave three thumbs up: "First, Yang Guang's three expeditions to Goryeo, the reason for the failure of the first two was precisely because Pei Ju secretly communicated with the enemy, which led to the failure of the army."
Someone whispered quietly: "It's Goguryeo, not Goryeo."
But after hearing this, the expressions of others changed slightly, and the more they thought about it, the better it became.
Yang Jian passed down such a good family background, but today's Sui Dynasty has become like this. The biggest reason is either the opening of the canal or the three conquests of Goguryeo.
Yang Guang obviously didn't have any handsome men, so he had to rely on laymen to command experts, gather an army of millions, and conquer a small country. As a result, the small country survived, but the big country killed itself.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is Yang Guang's fault and cannot be shunned.
But the wonderful thing is that the plaguers pinned the failure of the first two conquests on Goguryeo on Pei Ju's head.
However, the third time, it was Pei Ju who officially took action, defeated Fu Cailin, and sent Shang Mingyue directly to the royal city to capture the King of Goguryeo alive, and finally allowed the army to make a contribution and destroy the country.
With such contrast, the image of a hypocrite playing tricks on the world is established.
The Plague continued: "Secondly, Junjian among the Seven Swords of Jingyang Academy is Pei Ju's illegitimate son. He plans to fight for the world and then pass the world to this son."
The first is a rumor from the outside, and the second is conquered from within.
What the illegitimate son destroyed was Pei Ju's image of justice in the minds of his disciples. He fought for the world, and even made the disciples in Jinyang Academy who did not want the people to suffer turn against the dean.
The Plague finally said: "Third, Yang Guang is going to die."
After hearing this, everyone finally couldn't help it and took a breath of cold air.
Liangqi-chan tilted her head, her eyes showing disdain.
Hey, it’s a projection...
Then just pretend nothing happened.
But this one is really vicious.
Yang Guang's death was a judgment made by the reincarnator based on history and plot progress.
But for people in this world, including Yu Wenji who decided to kill the king, who is really sure that Yang Guang will definitely be killed?
So this is not only a rumor, but also a prophecy, and when combined with the previous two, it becomes extremely powerful.
It was obviously Yu Wenhuaji who did it, but conspiracy theorists might blame Pei Ju.
Second rumor,
There is no need to make it up, there are naturally good people who help them to fuel the flames, and eventually spread to the entire world.
"Next, are the specific methods..."
Seeing that everyone was frightened, the Plague raised the corner of his mouth and continued.
This is not rhetoric. On earth, he is the leader of a navy organization, with a navy team of thirty people under his command.
Don't think that this number is small, on the contrary, it is already a lot.
Thirty people become 33,000 or even 30,000 people on the Internet, confusing right and wrong, spreading rumors and refuting them, making both sides black and white.
Through their operations, the truth of the matter can be shrouded in layers of fog and no longer known to outsiders.
This is the new era of trolls, taking advantage of people's curiosity and suspicion about novel things and continuing to play with people's hearts.
However, as the Plague explained his bottomless operations one by one, the atmosphere became awkward.
The plague doesn't take it seriously.
He knows that people need face and trees need bark.
Even a guy who is so bad that he oozes pus often doesn’t want others to call him a villain. If he becomes a bitch, he still needs to erect an arch. This may seem like a curse, but in fact, a bitch who doesn’t want an arch is someone who doesn’t seek to improve.
of.
For example, the Knights of the Round Table, British gentlemen.
They talk about courtesy, justice and honesty, but in reality they burn, kill and loot.
You're all sitting in this position, can't you still see through it?
Fortunately, he has six incarnations.
Even without the cooperation of other reincarnations, one person can turn into an army of trolls and spread rumors like a plague.
This is why he is called "The Plague".
Others may find this nickname unpleasant, but he enjoys it. This is a reflection of his ability.
Now that we have the Knights of the Round Table, we can more or less get help, and our actions will be easier to carry out.
As expected, although everyone is somewhat psychologically repelled by some of these uncensored methods, the mountain of Jinyang Academy is still going to be overthrown.
Compared with confronting those masters and well-trained disciples head-on, this kind of offensive is undoubtedly much simpler.
If that's the case, then don't be pretentious.
Are reincarnators bound by morality, or are they still reincarnations?
"Very good, I will start to install it next... Huh?"
The Plague smiled happily, and just as he was about to make detailed arrangements, a soft sound suddenly sounded.
Not to mention him, even the other Knights of the Round Table heard a thunder sound from where the Plague was.
The rumbling sound was very huge.
"Is it raining?"
They were not near the Plague, so they naturally had no idea what was going on.
But the plaguer knew very well that the place he was in was the western suburbs of Daxing City, and it was also a sunny day.
But at this moment, thunder sounded above his head.
Holding the holographic projector in his hand, he raised his head and looked up at the sky, just when the faces were switching.
Ever since, the two faces looked like this:
Σ(′?Д°;)っ
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One eye was still shining with pride, while the other eye reflected a purple light.
Half of his face was still in a daze of being interrupted, while the other half showed deep fear.
It was too late to react.
A thunderous sword light flashed like a purple dragon and fell straight down.
Click!
The ground where the Plague was located suddenly opened with countless huge cracks, shattering into pieces of rubble, flying wildly.
In the next breath, the garden and even the entire manor disappeared under the purple lightning.
The plaguer who bore the brunt of the attack did not even say a word and was directly turned into a pile of ashes. The aftermath spread crazily with him as the center, forming a doomsday scene like the earth was shattering.
The relic box fell.
Unlike Walker, he doesn't even have trigger-type life-saving items.
This kind of life-saving item is indeed very rare. Even if it has a high star rating, it cannot be taken out casually, let alone the plaguer who has refused the solicitation of the Bounty Guild and the Contract Merchant Guild and is preparing to sell himself at a better price.
But it's not that he has no means to save his life. On the contrary, his six-path incarnation can turn into six separate people within a certain period of time. As long as one of them does not die, then the body is immortal.
Such a unique life-saving ability is more precious than any life-saving props, but it cannot be triggered around the clock. It must be incarnated when he needs it. It can last for several hours at most, which is enough to ensure the completion of some extremely dangerous tasks.
task.
But this time, the man was sitting at home when thunder came from the sky.
The ten strong men who were high-spirited and ready to strike just now were reduced to ashes in front of their eyes through holographic projection.
Then the light on the back of the chair was completely extinguished.
Not to mention the Knights of the Round Table, even the aura of the leader "Arthur" fluctuated for an unprecedented moment.
It proves that this person is still paying attention to the meeting.
But at the next moment, the lights on each seat were scattered and extinguished very quickly.
That feeling is just like the male guest in If You Are the One asking for a virgin, bang bang bang, the lights go out one by one quickly until they return to zero.
After the spring was pressed to the extreme, there was no rebound and the whole thing turned into powder.
Although they don't know why, the horror of this world has exceeded their imagination.
So first retract your head into the shell, motionless, motionless.
In the blink of an eye, the meeting of the Knights of the Round Table, which was still prosperous just now...
It's cold.
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at the same time.
Yumeng Mountain.
The emperor steps on the peak.
The thunder and lightning disappeared, the Buddha statues in the main hall collapsed by high-explosive grenades, and the tea garden towers destroyed by the travelers still told the story of the thrill of the battle just now.
But except for the little carrots in Jingka, who had tears in their eyes, no one cared about it.
Huanwan, Shi Feixuan and Bi Xiuxin all looked into the air, looking at the invincible figure slowly rising into the sky, their eyes full of color.
Liao Kong also looked into the air, his body trembling slightly and his eyes closed. If not for the crazy stimulation of Venom's negative emotions, he might have sat down on the ground and passed away on his own initiative.
Lin Yijiang and Dugu Feng were worried that the demon would disappear, but at the same time they felt a vague sense of weirdness that lingered.
Only the coffee owner’s beauty faded.
Because of that figure looking up at the sky...
Strangely powerful.
Indifferent to the point of being unfamiliar.
Just like the sky high above, out of reach.
But no matter what everyone thought, the evil king in white took action again.
The target was clearly a Blackbird fighter jet in mid-air.
As his sleeves fluttered up, hurricanes swept through, wrapping his wings and preparing to tear them apart.
"All demon stars must die!"
"Dad! Dad! We didn't do anything bad!"
When the sound of holding Tianxian in her mouth was heard, lightning and thunder roared in the sky again, and when the Blackbird fighter plane was about to be smashed down, Mystique was so frightened that she transformed into her original form, crying and hugging the life detector.
Not to mention her, the King of Soldiers robot's face collapsed, and he murmured: "World consciousness? Punishment on behalf of heaven? Even if I adjust the phaser cannon, it's completely useless!"
Reincarnators are reincarnations after all. If other possibilities are eliminated, then the remaining possibility, no matter how impossible, is also the answer.
It is impossible for Shi Zhixuan's strength to soar to this level all of a sudden.
In other words, if he could be so powerful, he would have broken the void long ago, and the world would not allow such a powerful individual to exist in the world.
But he didn't leave.
That shows the tolerance of world consciousness.
Even the power of the evil king is precisely due to the help of world consciousness.
This can only be the case.
"It's over! It's all over now!"
Ever since, seeing the Blackbird fighter plane swaying amid the lightning and thunder, the expressions of the Buddha and the brave man below also changed horribly. The latter's waist was slightly bent, and he could no longer break through the sky.
There is no way, the sky is really coming!
In the past, although they were not sure of winning against Shi Zhixuan, they at least still had the strength to fight. In order to regain the remnant soul of the vice-president, the three people outside Jiankang City even fought against Shi Zhixuan, proving that the top ten
of strength.
But now, Shi Zhixuan is no longer a personal power, but a combination of the mighty power of heaven and earth.
They don't understand why this is the case.
But he knows that no one can compete with this power.
Not to mention three-star, even if a high-star reincarnation comes in, there is no way to face the consciousness of the world.
That is the majestic power of a world.
The power of heaven and earth!
Punishment on behalf of God!
What makes them feel most aggrieved is that it is the madman Xingzhe who inspires the hatred between the evil king and the reincarnation!
It's better for him, he will die once and for all, and he will have to drag a bunch of cushions on his back after death!
The momentum of the Buddha and the brave man dropped drastically. Tears also welled up in the eyes of the vice-president, but he was strong enough not to cry.
Huang Shang looked at her with an encouraging look: "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! No matter how big the difficulty is, there is a chance to get over it!"
The vice-president sniffed: "Sister said, there is no point crying in front of real danger. I...I...wow!!!"
After all, I couldn't hold it back.
Huang Shang held her in his arms and looked at someone.
Not only him, but also Xu Yue, Xu Yue, Wuque and Nightingale also looked at that person.
Standing aside, Huang Shang stood calmly and never said a word.
Even the next moment, even the Buddha and the brave man looked over.
In terms of absolute strength, Huang Shang at this time is not necessarily comparable to Shi Zhe, who possesses high martial arts skills, let alone compared to the evil king in mid-air.
But at this moment, he exuded an infectious energy that gave people confidence in desperate situations.
Under the expectant gaze of all the reincarnations, and under the complicated gaze of other forces, Huang Shang stepped out with a Zhuge pen in hand, and the Wenqu star appearing above his head for the first time.