Fantasy World Transmigration

The buzzing sound and bloody smell faintly echoed in the air. From the disappearance of the black shadow to the appearance of the red arc light, the time was only a blink of an eye. Until the old mage's body collapsed, not many people reacted. 『≤Top』≤Point『≤Small』≤Say, all that remained in the eyes of the young mage was the deadly streamer, and he couldn’t even recall the flowing swordsmanship.

Almost in the shortest time they could react, rippling red light flowed out from the black shadow's hands, the mage's armor and the defense of magic items, under the crimson light, were like a piece of thin paper Fragile. Just the moment the skin was pierced, life and soul were deprived.

The crimson light blade carries powerful energy, bound by the flow of primitive magic power to form this crimson crystal-like blade, which possesses powerful lethality, and the mysterious shadow is even more elusive like a phantom.

Stepping on the stagnant water, Chen Ang pierced the heart of a guard from a tricky angle. The oscillating force broke the balance of the two fighters standing in front of him. Just an angle adjustment made the two of them interact with each other. pierced the opponent's body. The blade of light echoed gently, sinking into the chest of a rogue behind him.

Without the slightest hesitation!

Chen Ang slid into the darkness, jumped between the two planes along the shadow plane, and in a short moment, calmly danced among dozens of shadow coordinate points. The light blade in his hand turned into red lightning entwined between his fingers, split and entangled in the rain, like hundreds of hair-thin light threads, and swung out along Chen Ang's right hand.

The young mage turned his head at this moment, and he saw dozens of red glowing threads, following the dancing trajectory of the shadow, and disappearing into the deepest part of the shadow. At this time, the guard who was passed by the light blade like a marionette fell down with a bang.

until the body fell down. Only then did someone shout: "Enemy attack!", and a loud horn blew from the high tower, waking up everyone in Waterdeep Castle. Everyone took their positions in an orderly manner. Many spellcasters joined in, and the city guards were even more enthusiastic. Do your best to block the red arc.

Chen Ang moved between the shadows like a stroll in a courtyard. He can appear from the most unexpected places, even a shadow the size of a fingernail may become his jumping coordinates. The mages tried their best to stop him, but the dimensional anchor couldn't hit Chen Ang's figure at all, and the teleportation restriction spell had no effect.

The light blade fluttered, shaking out a little red flower in the air, then thousands of dots, ten thousand dots, shining in every place where Chen Ang flickered. A whole red flower. It represents the simplest change of the light blade, one stretch, one buckle, one cut, one twist, can always cut off the guard's weapon and penetrate into their chest.

Arcane spells are useless, not easily dodged by Chen Ang. It was the light blade that destroyed the spell structure and dissipated into nothingness. The light blade composed of the purest raw magic power can even pick back arcane spells with a stable spell structure when they are not activated. It reflects most enchantment spells.

The guardian formation of the city guard,

It cannot be said that it is not perfect, and the loyalty and fighting will of the guards cannot be said to be tenacious. They have done the best within the scope of their own knowledge system and wisdom, reasonable layout, spell counters and spell responses for spellcasters, and even the spells they memorize are carefully arranged.

But it doesn't work, it just makes it weaker.

"I hope you can exercise restraint!" Chen Ang emerged from the shadows. Following his footsteps, a large circle appeared on the square and moved accordingly. He calmly swept his gaze over these young and determined faces, and said in the clearest voice: "For your life Responsible attitude, I hope you can make your own choices..."

"It has nothing to do with honor, nothing to do with mission. When encountering force majeure, do you choose out of your own heart? Do you want to maintain this order, or choose another possibility?"

"Survive, or resist?"

Red magic filaments are wrapped around the necks of these city guards. These tough magic threads can easily cut through human skin. Everyone knows that as long as Chen Ang moves his fingers lightly, everyone's heads here will fall to the ground.

But no one spoke.

"My lord takes care of me!" These soldiers raised their heads arrogantly and slowly, their eyes met Chen Ang's deep eyes.

"Despicable unbelievers, ridiculous clowns under the glory of the gods, our lives may be deprived by you, but our souls will ascend to the kingdom of God and always accompany our Lord. Even if the body falls into dust, But our souls never yield..."

"You think your thoughts, your will, and your soul belong to you?" Chen Ang spread his palms, a bronze ring reflected the dim light.

"But it's not!"

Ding!

The ring fell to the ground, rolled forward along the beautifully patterned marble floor, and finally hit the boot of a city guard and stopped.

The ordinary bronze ring attracted everyone's attention.

A big rough hand picked up the ring, and he held the ring tightly, feeling an unprecedented fullness, and then the ring in his hand was snatched away!

"This is the ring under my feet!"

The booted guard bared his teeth and threatened, "Don't steal my ring! Thief!"

"That's my ring! It's mine!" The guard who was robbed of the ring was extremely annoyed. He hit the fellow who robbed him of the ring with the hilt of his sword until his head was bleeding profusely. The tightly held hands were loosened. The guard ruthlessly broke his fellow's hand, and the guard who snatched the ring, regardless of the heavy wound on his head, firmly held his right hand.

"It's my baby, it's mine! Ah! . . . "

The grim-faced soldier broke his finger fiercely, snatched the bronze ring from between his fingers, and soon everyone forgot about Chen Ang's existence. They only had the ring in their eyes, and the guards began to move fiercely stand up……

It took only two breaths until the first person used the weapon in his hand, and those steadfast guards were able to point their knives at the hands that tried to possess the ring.

Everyone has an extreme desire for the ring, but they have not lost their minds, or they still have the ability to think, but when this ability is used wholeheartedly to satisfy a need, malice arises. When the first person has the idea of ​​"Kill other people, the ring will be mine~!" This malice is maximized.

The first to put the ring on his finger was enveloped in a thick black mist, with which he began to control the city guards who attacked it, causing them to draw their swords at those next to them. The fight started between the two groups of people, their swords were as firm and sharp as before, but they were facing their fellow robes.

Not only did evil thoughts not drive them mad and confused. On the contrary, it makes these people more rational. They calmly analyze tactics, think about the situation, observe the weaknesses of their comrades-in-arms, and even form alliances and unite. But their core will is only one "take that ring", and they can sacrifice everything for it.

Chen Ang left Water Deep Castle! Because the results just have to wait.

Betrayal and lust, greed and killing are more terrifying than madness. It is selfish reason! The battle in Waterdeep Castle lasted for a long time, from dusk to dawn, not many people died, because the smart and rational contenders consciously maintained a bottom line when they realized that their lives would be threatened.

They'll root out the contenders, make sure they can't get back into the fight for the ring, and they'll set the rules of the game. To protect themselves from harm, so most people will only abolish the opponent's ability to act.

in the castle. It was not a irrational killing, but everyone became very smart. They tried all the means they had learned to fight for the ring, but they would also choose temporary compromises, or even cheat. They unleash their inner beast and go after it. But that beast is cunning.

Cunning enough to learn to compromise and give up.

Order, disruption of order, deceit, betrayal, violence. Allied, in just one night, there was a political drama in Waterdeep Castle, and the city guards, the city sentinels, who tried their best to use up their full potential, exhausted their intrigues and tricks. They are clever, they are cunning, they are like wolves wandering in the web of people.

In this farce, the dark side of human nature is played out.

They are all striving to be the final winner. This is a battle of nearly a thousand smart people. There is nothing that cannot be given up. Even the ring can be compromised and temporarily given up. Everything is for the purpose of becoming the last person holding the ring.

These people learned without a teacher and became top political masters. Chen Ang provided them with extremely advanced theoretical education and ideological works from other worlds. In order to fight for the copper of "power", they tried their best to fight with others, use and be used, betray and form alliances, calculate and tactics.

Under the superficial restraint and order, there are countless invisible, dark and bloody guards who are getting closer to normal people, devoutly learning everything Chen Ang instilled, including the great realism works "House of Cards" and "Workplace". politics". They actively discovered the weakness of human nature, and they organized several teams in the small deep water castle.

They use the worst malice to speculate on others, but reason allows them to maintain a relatively stable and safe order, they cherish their lives, they establish a set of effective game rules, and then rack their brains during operation Cheating and overriding these rules. These people have played out what politics is.

This game of power did not end until three days later. More than 300 people were permanently buried in the garden of Waterdeep Castle. Some of them were stabbed in the back, some fell into the water, and some were collectively executed for violating the rules.

The sorcerer Elminster imprisoned the ring and restored everyone's calmness, but the charm can be lifted, but can the polluted soul? Having penetrated into the dark side of human nature and learned the most cunning political conspiracy, these ordinary guards have also become extremely dangerous. Lies are like their mother tongue, and camouflage is like their skin.

Even among the drow, they are the most outstanding conspiracy masters. Compared with the winners of these games, the nobles of Waterdeep are as immature as children. Feel the fear inside. (To be continued..)

ps: This chapter should be from yesterday,

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