I am God!

Chapter 604 The Extraordinary Occupation of the Dwarves and Bremen's Poems

The Black Hell Legion is a mercenary army, very famous in the iron kingdom of the dwarves, with a reputation for viciousness and notoriety.

They specialize in fighting for the great nobles in the southwestern part of the kingdom, and whoever pays the higher price will fight with them. They often eat at home and eat at home. They are rebellious, but they have been able to survive because the head of the Black Hell Legion is A powerful and capable person who can refine "Dark Warrior".

Most of the people in the legion are prisoners from the prison, or people from the dark world, and some guys who are wandering at the bottom.

One can know the cruelty of being mixed with fish and dragons but has a fierce reputation.

On this day, all kinds of news spread in the city.

"Yesterday, tens of thousands of mermaids swept the waves and activated their forbidden technique "Summoning the Deep Sea", flooding several towns and a large number of villages on our border."

"The forbidden technique summons the deep sea? Are you kidding me? The forbidden technique has not been released for many years. If it is really activated, even the kingdom will be gone."

"At least the news of the mermaid invasion is true, and the war between the land and the sea is about to begin again."

"It's not just our Iron Kingdom. I heard that the Tin Kingdom, the Copper Kingdom, and the Platinum Kingdom, as well as dozens of duchies and pioneering territories, were all attacked at the same time."

"With such a large area, could it be that the mermaids have launched an all-out war?"

"Damn it, I heard that the tree man has also appeared in the northwest, watching over the border of the kingdom. Did they agree to come together?"

"Our place is not far from the sea, what will happen if the mermaid comes?"

"What are you worried about? If the mermaids want to fight, they must mainly fight against the Platinum Kingdom. Our Iron Kingdom is not their main target."

The war seemed to break out suddenly in a silent night, but it spread everywhere.

Everyone thought it was far away, but it was approaching faster than they imagined.

Everyone was worried, as if there was a dark cloud over the city.

Inside the towering walls.

A large number of soldiers are repairing their armor and weapons. Accompanied by swear words and the sound of fighting drills, these are a group of lawless guys who are used to killing people.

But there were a few figures standing in the corner, which made everyone dare not be presumptuous.

That is the highest status among the soldiers.

Darth Vader.

They represent the will of the legion leader, but in the eyes of the soldiers, they are more like a group of living corpses controlled by evil laws, not human beings at all.

The leader of the legion is even more feared by everyone. The guy who wears a black robe all day long and does not show his appearance often buys living people in private. Refined.

After discussing with a distinguished guest for most of the day, the head of the legion came out and announced the order to everyone.

"This time, the kingdom hired us directly."

"Just now, the Treant Alliance has announced a full-scale war against the dwarves. It seems that the kingdom is under great pressure. The army has been dispatched to the northwest to defend the Treant Alliance. We can only launch the development order again."

"We go to take back our town, not only will we get treasure, the king will also promise us a piece of our territory."

The legion leader also seemed a little excited, as if his longing for many years had finally come true.

"That's right, we got the territory development scroll and the altar."

"As long as we take it back and take it back, it's all ours."

All cheered, others were afraid of war, they were not.

In their view, war is an opportunity to make a fortune.

The Black Prison Legion set off from the garrison and headed for the border.

On the way, these guys talked a lot, discussing how much money they could get from this expedition, and how much treasure they could find in those places.

But when they reached the shallow sea, they immediately saw a strange scene.

As the dwarf legion advanced, the legion leader had someone carry a ritual altar into the water, and the sea gradually receded, and the sea became shallower.

When the mermaid came up, the sea water also surged together, revealing the altar they built in the depths of the sea.

Just as mermaids can manipulate the ocean, dwarves can also borrow the power to modify the land.

In this world called Royaan.

Under the shroud of the light of the kingdom of God, those aloof existences endowed each race with the law of survival.

Whoever occupies the world will be able to transform it into a home suitable for his own survival.

So I saw that the dwarf and the mermaid fought fiercely around their respective altars in the shallow sea, and no one was willing to retreat.

This is a war of races and a war of homes.

The world is so vast, but the homeland on which to live is so narrow, all life and species are vying for their own living space.

At last.

The black warriors of the Hell Legion proved that they were indeed as powerful as they had been rumored to be. The leader of the legion led his soldiers to completely defeat the invading mermaids.

It can be seen that with the departure of the mermaid, the ocean has gradually retreated to the previous boundary line.

The towns and villages submerged by the sea gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Outside the flooded building complex, a figure looked at the town where most of the buildings had been washed away by the water, and shouted: "Ah!"

Meaning: "All dead."

Naplow looked at his hometown of Anchor Town, and all he saw was wreckage and devastation.

he was thinking.

If he hadn't escaped, he would have died here too.

Naplow was stuffed in a suit of armor, and he, too, was a Darth Vader who went out with the others.

But his skirt armor was so long that it dragged to the ground, and his arm guards, leg guards, and helmet all seemed to be a size bigger.

It looks really funny.

After being controlled by the head of the legion, the other party also studied his power for a long time, but there was basically no gain, and it was impossible to copy it.

At the same time, it is discovered that this power does not seem to be strong, and can only create one strange shadow after another.

Moreover, the created shadow cannot interfere with reality, and has no major lethality, so I gradually gave up.

At this time, another black warrior with a black knife yelled at him.

"Naplow."

"Go in and find the baby."

Naplow immediately followed him and ran towards the anchor town.

When the town was there before, he was chased and fled in embarrassment by the people in the town, but at this moment he wantonly opened one door after another, going wherever he wanted.

He sat in the tavern they had mentioned, and broke into the house of what they said was a great man, the mayor.

He danced and danced with joy in his heart.

He still came to the place he wanted to go, although in this way.

He thought viciously in his heart.

"Hey hey hey!"

"These guys, let's see how you can stop yourself."

"I can go wherever I want, and none of you can stop me."

But at this time, his body moved uncontrollably.

The armor led him to stand up, ran towards a certain corner, and came to the square of the town.

Walking around, it looked like a stuffy can dragged on the ground.

Here.

The legion commander stood on a high place and told everyone.

"From now on, I am the lord here, the master here."

"You are my subjects, my soldiers, and my servants."

Naproses raised his head and looked at the commander of the legion. He had imagined countless times that he wanted to go in and take a look at the town, and thus became the other party's property.

He is the master here and can do whatever he wants.

why?
Maybe it's because the legion commander is strong enough!

Naproseth was extremely envious, his eyes were red with envy, and he also wanted to be like the other party.

"The Legion Commander is very powerful, so he has everything."

"He is the master of all, he can do what he wants, no one can lock him in a dungeon."

"It's only for him to lock up others. Everyone is a prisoner in his black prison."

Next.

The Black Hell Legion established its own pioneering territory here, officially transforming from a mercenary army into a local aristocratic force.

And Naplow was favored by the head of the legion because of his special ability.

He no longer has to go to the battlefield to fight like everyone else, and die under random guns or knives like a consumable.

His task is to replace the legion commander to do some dirty work, to contact and control those affiliated organizations that belong to the dark forces, to sneak into various cities and target locations, and complete various tasks.

Obtain wealth, benefits and power for the current lord and the former legion leader, as well as the prestige that makes people tremble with fear.

Even if he became a glamorous lord, he was still one of the giants in the underground world.

With him, there is also the black warrior with the black sword who was with him before.

In the gorgeous manor, the other party pointed to the owner of the manor and asked Naplow to come forward.

"Kill this despicable and greedy nobleman."

"Naplow, ask his secret."

On the street, he passed by wearing a cloak, touched someone, and killed him.

During the chaotic night, they kidnapped a target and tortured him.

Day after day, he continued to use his power to take the lives of others and obtain their secrets.

He seemed to be tamed, and if he couldn't resist, it seemed fine.

After all, the opponent is the head of the powerful Black Prison Legion!
During this time, he also learned some secrets.

The powerful dwarves are called master craftsmen, and they are good at creating all kinds of divine weapons that contain divine power.

They can take out a bone of themselves, or use a part of their body to contain various extraordinary metals, and then refine them into a weapon.

You can borrow the power of God from the Kingdom of God.

And the head of the Black Prison Legion possesses such a magical weapon called the Helmet of the Black Warrior, and also relied on this magical weapon to establish the Black Prison Legion.

Naplow really wants to obtain the method of refining the magic weapon, and one day he will be able to refine his own magic weapon.

A gathering place of an underground force.

Here, dead bodies are everywhere.

This time, they caught a traitor who wanted to break free from the control of the legion commander, pulled out the opponent's spirit, and asked him about the betrayal process.

The black warrior of the black knife seemed to know each other, and said to Naplow with a sigh.

"Never think about what you have, and don't take things that don't belong to you."

"As long as we dedicate everything to the head of the army, we will be able to get what we want."

"There is no good end for a cunning traitor."

Naplow nodded and made a sound.

"Ah!"

He wanted to ask, would he be able to get what he wanted by dedicating everything to the head of the army?

The black samurai thought that the other party thought so too, and said together.

"Yes."

"Dedicate everything to the legion commander, and dedicate your loyalty."

Just as the two were talking like chickens talking to ducks, there was a crisp sound from the corner, and the expressions of the two changed drastically immediately, and they looked over there.

The two drew their weapons, only to see a bound child in a room.

The girl saw the scene outside and asked them.

"Did you come to save me from the temple?"

This seemed to be a meat ticket kidnapped by the other party, and the two suddenly looked at each other in dismay.

Naplow: "Ah!"

And at this time, the black sword warrior seemed to understand what Naplow was saying: "Do you want to save her?"

He looked at the other party in surprise, and he actually wanted to say: "This guy saw us, do you want to kill him?"

The black sword warrior looked at Naplow's eyes, then nodded knowingly.

Looking at the child, he sighed again.

He seems to be a loyal, sentimental person with a bit of a so-called conscience.

When he killed people, he also liked to arrange a name for others.

Such as greedy and despicable nobles, cunning traitors.

This is rare in the Hell Legion, but it is precisely because of this that he has gained the trust of the head of the Hell Legion.

"Throw her here, she will definitely die."

"Innocent children shouldn't encounter this kind of thing, bring it back to the territory!"

In this way, the two brought the child back in a conversation where their brain waves did not match.

The kid also thought it was Naplow's proposal, so he rescued him.

She seemed to appreciate him.

On the way, she always followed him.

Both of them are the same and don't talk much.

But one wants to talk but can't, and the other can talk but doesn't like to talk.

On the way, the black sword warrior was chattering, holding a book in his hand, it was an old book, he was always fascinated by it.

"Do you know of Bremen, a legendary ancient scholar?"

No one answered, so he continued alone.

"He spoke so well!"

"It's like this sentence, it's really great."

He raised the poetry collection in his hand and recited it line by line.

"Everyone is a little man in a bottle, forever bound by something."

"Either from others, or from yourself."

It seems that Bremen's collection of poems should not belong to this world. No one knows where it originated from.

The black knife warrior closed the book with one hand, and then fell into thought.

"But what does the little man in the bottle mean?"

"Can a man get into a bottle?"

"It should be a metaphor!"

When Naplow heard the name of the villain in the bottle, he seemed to feel a little familiar.

"Ah?"

He was asking, who is Breman?
The Black Swordsman looked at Naplow, at his comical way of walking.

I thought that he also felt that this sentence was well said, because the other party seemed to be able to find his shadow in this sentence.

"That's right, that's how it feels."

"You seem to be locked in a stuffy can, and you can't make a sound no matter how you shout."

Naplow was very angry. He felt that the guy in front of him was very annoying. He always explained what he meant by himself, and then pretended as if he knew him well.

Perhaps because of another reason, the other party's metaphor really annoyed him.

on the road.

A short and stout warrior with a black knife walked in front, followed by an iron can swaying left and right, and a little girl followed closely.

The three returned to the territory, but what they saw was the leader of the army who was in panic.

The other party anxiously paced around the room, yelling a term in horror.

"It's over, it's over."

"The temple is coming to investigate me, they are coming to investigate me."

The Black Sword Warrior and Naplow returned and stood at the door, as if they didn't exist, he ignored them who had completed the task to report.

It seems that he never regarded these black warriors as real people, but as a weapon of his own.

Or.

He was so frightened that he seemed to have completely lost his mind, he couldn't even think, let alone take care of other things around him.

"No, no, I have to run."

"I can't get caught."

He kept babbling about something, and even without seeing the other party's shadow, he was ready to run away.

It seemed that it was a force that he absolutely could not resist.

He had offended many great nobles, and the legion commander didn't care.

But this time the enemy seems to be completely different.

"No, I can't give up here."

"I got it all so hard that I couldn't give up."

However, he was a little bit reluctant to part with the foundation he had created, and hesitated.

But soon, the legion leader noticed that there was a child besides the two of them.

"Who is this?"

The black knife warrior said: "I brought back a child who lost everything. Aren't we short of people?"

The legion commander nodded, but when he stepped forward, he saw the pendant hanging on the child's chest, and his face changed dramatically.

He stepped forward and grabbed the pendant, then pulled it off forcefully.

"The emblem of God?"

"Is this someone from the temple?"

At this time, the name of the temple seems to further strengthen the stimulation of the legion leader.

The head of the legion looked at the black sword warrior with a sharp expression, and blurted out.

"You betrayed me too?"

"I asked you to investigate the traitor, but you too?"

"Yes, you also know that guy, and you are very familiar with it."

"Are you a group?"

Faced with the enormous power erupting from the legion commander, the black sword warrior took two steps back at a loss.

"what?"

However, his two steps back in fright have already confirmed something to the irritated legion leader.

"You still want to run?"

"You want to betray me too, just like the one I asked you to kill?"

The black sword warrior raised his hand and stepped forward, as if he wanted to explain something.

But the legion commander has already drawn out his weapon on guard.

"Shh!"

In a fit of rage, the head of the legion directly killed the black knife warrior, preventing his "escape" or "attack" in advance.

The legion leader killed the other party, and as the other party's blood flowed everywhere, he seemed to come back to his senses a little bit.

"wrong?"

"What's the use of sending a child from the temple?"

"What is this guy trying to do? Bring a child from the temple back, and want to attack me?"

Gradually, he seemed to understand that he killed the other party by mistake.

He hugged his head and said in an extremely irritated manner.

"Damn it, damn it."

"What is the situation, why did it suddenly become like this?"

The legion leader didn't regret killing the black knife warrior, but the death of the other party did make him gradually calm down.

"No matter what, those people have already found me. This identity can no longer be used. I can only avoid the limelight for the time being."

in the corner.

It was the first time that Naplow saw such an out-of-control army commander.

The big man who was domineering in the cities on the border trembled so frightened when he faced the existence called "Shen Temple".

He always thought that the head of the legion was a symbol of being strong and invincible.

But at this moment, he seemed to see something clearly.

"It turns out that this guy is just a weak person."

That little bit of awe and admiration also dissipated.

He lowered his head and looked at the black sword warrior who was still telling him to be loyal to the head of the legion just now, and a burst of disdain suddenly surged deep in his heart.

He faintly became disdainful towards the previously foolish and loyal black sword warrior.

From the corner of his eye, he stared at the trembling legion commander under the power of the so-called temple.

An idea came to mind.

"Such a guy, why should I be afraid of him?"

"Yes!"

"Why should I be afraid of him?"

-

The black sword warrior died, and the legion leader just stripped off the black armor on his body and threw it aside.

Then, he said to the little mute who couldn't speak.

"Go and bury him!"

Naplow dragged the body out without saying a word, and at the same time carefully picked up the poetry collection and the pendant that the other party had dropped on the ground.

But when burying the corpse, he suddenly stopped and looked at the face of the tall black warrior.

This was the death of another person he was familiar with, but it was not by his hands.

After taking off the helmet, you can see this bald and strong man with a neatly trimmed beard.

"Ah!"

He pointed at each other and seemed to be laughing at each other.

And at this time, the other party was powerless to retaliate.

Then he took off the gloves he was wearing.

Putting his hand on the opponent's head, he gradually turned the opponent into a ghost.

He seems to have begun to have a habit of turning those familiar people into ghosts and keeping them by his side.

Whether it's a long time acquaintance, or a long time hatred.

But this time, it seems that something different has happened.

After the opponent turned into a ghost, there was a completely different situation from the previous ghost.

He saw the shadow of the black sword warrior climbed up from the corpse pit, and then floated in front of him little by little.

The other party stared at Naplow and sighed again.

"Ugh!"

Then he picked up the book of poems from Naplow's arms and opened his mouth to read silently, but he couldn't hear the sound.

Naplow saw it clearly, and the other party really picked it up.

The other party seems to be a seed of power with inferior talent, but no one has ever opened his talent for him, and no one has taught him to use this power and transform it into an extraordinary profession.

Naplow looked at each other and shouted in surprise.

"Ah!"

This is the first time he has turned a powerful person with a dominant bloodline into a ghost.

It was also the first time he discovered that ghosts can not only scare people, but can also touch reality.

And then.

More and more shadows came out from behind Naplow.

That bit of divine blood seems to have given Naplow a seed.

A seed that fully unleashes the power hidden in his body, the power he obtained from devouring others before.

After hesitating for two days.

Naplow observed that the Legion Chief began to pack his things.

Just today, the legion leader had received the news from a certain channel that the temple had sent someone to investigate him, and the so-called investigation, or capture and killing, was more practical.

As long as the other party confirms that he has used evil methods, he has only one way to die.

"As long as I have strength, I can rise again with another identity."

"No big deal, power is everything."

"Are you afraid that you don't have these if you have power?"

The Legion Master finally made up his mind. He was going to summon the Black Warriors and leave with his servants and treasure.

With one thought, he wanted to recall all the black armor.

However, at this time, there was movement outside.

"who is it?"

The legion commander stopped and looked over.

Like a frightened bird, he seemed to see a shadow through the window, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

He opened the window, but only saw a shadow wearing a light-colored cloak and clothes similar to the previous girl passing by in the distance, and he could faintly see the badge pendant hanging on her neck.

"The temple?"

"Come so fast?"

The legion commander immediately closed the window, his heart beating like a drum.

Then I looked at other places, only to find that more and more shadows appeared in front of the windows and doors.

It seems that there are many shadows appearing around.

"How many people are here?"

The legion leader was so frightened that he couldn't care about anything else. It seemed that the temple had thoroughly verified the evidence of his use of evil methods, and immediately sent a whole God's Punishment Squad.

He was ready to evacuate immediately, he fled directly from the underground secret passage, even prepared to lose his own black warrior.

Those, too, can be remanufactured later.

But what he didn't expect was that the shadow also chased into the underground secret passage, and the speed was extremely fast.

The legion commander had no choice but to stop and fight back.

He waved the weapon in his hand, but the weapon just passed through the opponent's body, and the opponent's weapon pierced deeply into his body.

"how is this possible?"

He looked at each other in disbelief.

But he saw that the one who put the knife into his body turned out to be the black sword warrior he killed two days ago.

During the severe pain and struggle, he saw the other party's transparent body.

He understood something, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Naplow!"

"So it was you who betrayed me..."

He seemed to want to give some order, but the ghost's knife pushed further, making him completely silent.

(End of this chapter)