Chapter 683 Hidden Rebels

"What is your purpose in selling these? Who ordered you to do so? What is your motive? Have you obtained permission from the Lord's Mansion? Did the City Lord allow you to sell these?

Who is behind you? What do you want to do by selling these? Who are you satirizing? What do you want to imply? What are you trying to destroy? What are you trying to subvert? Can't answer? Then follow me!"

Soon, a captain of the city guard came over and arrested the merchant selling beef jerky on the roadside.

"Misunderstanding, I'm a good citizen! This brand of beef jerky is called Shark's Daddy, and the discount is only given to random people today. Tomorrow, maybe the head of the family will come to buy it and give a discount..."

Seeing the city guards coming, the player merchant was still trying to explain himself.

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

"Bang——"

The captain of the city guard, who was also a player, twitched his lips and took out a rope, ready to tie up this guy's hands and take him away to improve his performance.

But before he could do anything, two black balls suddenly rolled out from under the feet of the merchant in front of him, and then suddenly exploded, forming a cloud of thick black smoke.

“Cough cough cough…!! Catch…cough…catch him…!”

The city guard was caught off guard and was hit in the face by the smoke. He was choked and tears came out of his eyes. He coughed and roared to warn others. Several of his fellow city guards nearby were also attracted and rushed over quickly.

But when the smoke cleared, the player merchant was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it! How dare he attack the city guards? Put up a wanted order and offer a reward for his whereabouts throughout the province!"

Wiping his face which was blackened by smoke, the captain of the city guard army looked at the complex terrain around him and the expressions of the nearby players who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and he couldn't help but get very angry.

However, when his eyes accidentally swept across the green-armored elf in the crowd nearby, he couldn't help but pause slightly, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Wait, I think I've seen you before?"

Hearing this, the elf's expression changed slightly, and then he quickly turned around and fled.

"He is also a wanted criminal! Catch him!"

Finally remembering where he had seen him before, the team leader no longer cared about the merchant who had escaped before, and shouted to lead his subordinates to chase after the fleeing elf.

“What a nostalgic scene…”

Amidst the crowd, Avis looked at the city guard squad leaving, deep in thought.

In fact, as the strength of players continues to improve, a large number of occupations that originally belonged to the indigenous people have now been quietly replaced by players.

Especially in high-risk industries such as guards and mercenaries, as the players' strength continued to increase, the natives found that they were facing vicious competition from their peers.

Relying on the ability to resurrect, players act without worries. Even if they die several times during the leveling process, they have restrained themselves from the fearlessness when they first entered the game, but they are still no match for the indigenous professionals.

The most crucial thing is that as their strength increases, the original city guards can no longer control the players. Many players, relying on their high levels, plan to avenge themselves 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 occasionally stabbed in the back and kidneys, making city guards gradually become a high-risk profession.

Many lords have tried to make an example of someone to scare the monkeys, but the problem is that there are often players who are not afraid of death or are not well-informed and do not buy into this and continue to do as they please.

After all, for the players, heads are like that. Once you chop one off, another one will grow back. Alas - you just can't chop them all off!

Therefore, after learning from their mistakes, the lords simply opened up the city guards to foreigners, recruited those foreigners who were strong enough to serve as city guards, and let them fight their own internal struggles.

In the eyes of the natives of this world, the traces of foreigners are becoming more and more numerous.

"It looks like there is no problem. Where are the rebels hiding?"

After observing the city for a while, Avis found nothing and finally stopped this usual search.

It's normal to think about it. If they could be discovered so easily, then there would be no point in hiding for the rebels.

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

As his prophet level reached the eighth level, many prophecy magics no longer needed to stick to the original form.

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

Thinking silently about the question he wanted to know, Avis flicked his thumb lightly. With a ding, the platinum coin drew a graceful arc in the air.

The next moment, a sudden inspiration emerged in Avis' mind.

"Hanjing City Lord's Mansion?"

Looking at this result, Avis couldn't help but be stunned.

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

After thinking for a while, Anvis simply walked straight to the City Lord's Mansion.

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No matter what the rebels are planning, it will eventually fall on the shoulders of the executors. . ….…. "It is actually possible to completely control a high-ranking person. This Yellow Book is really useful!"

At this moment, in the bedroom of the gorgeous City Lord's Mansion, Landon looked at the City Lord of Hanjing City who left respectfully, and carefully closed the strange dark yellow book in his hand, feeling very happy.

On the day of the heads of state meeting, on the battlefield between the nine-orders of the three empires and the strange yellow-robed figure, when this strange book suddenly penetrated the space and hit him on the head, Landon's heart almost stopped beating, worried that he would be caught by those nine-orders by following the traces.

Even though he escaped from the venue with the help of Lord Dark Raven, Lanton was still worried for a long time. After all, he had heard from his teacher, the deputy commander of the resistance army, Shuster, that those prophet masters knew almost everything.

But as time went by, he finally found that the matter seemed to have been abandoned. No one approached him to investigate the matter of the book.

Landon also understood that there was something strange about this, but it was the knowledgeable Dark Crow who answered his questions.

"That book must involve extraterritorial existences, and extremely powerful extraterritorial existences! This means that the methods of those fortune tellers cannot be traced back to this book at all."

Because Dark Crow had used his own original skills to help Landon escape from that demiplane under the noses of many ninth-level extreme masters, he is currently in a weak state.

After making sure that the book would not attract enemies, Lanton gradually put his mind at ease. After asking Lord Dark Raven to warn him, he carefully began to try to read its contents.

The content of the book was different from what Landon had imagined. There was no text in the pages, only some strange symbols that took up an entire page, just like a picture album.

But as he flipped through the pages, Landon seemed to see a series of illusory figures in tattered yellow robes from different angles on the pages.

They floated there quietly, showing their existence to Landon. Under the ragged yellow robes that seemed to be fluttering slightly, it seemed that the ultimate truth of all things in the world was hidden.

Strangely enough, while looking at these illusory yellow-robed images, Landon felt his consciousness becoming somewhat hazy, and a large amount of secret knowledge began to emerge in his mind.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but after being reminded by Dark Crow, he woke up in a sweat and suddenly realized 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 Landon's spiritual sea.

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

(End of this chapter)