Fishing Druid in Another World

After crossing the square platform, they climbed up the stone steps. Soon, the three of them came to the inner part of the bandit fortress.

This place has been deeply polluted and distorted by the evil power of the Blood Moon Cult, giving people the feeling of entering the body of some creature.

But there is no fishy smell, no greasy reflection, and some scenes like the formation of alien secretions.

"This damn guy really built a demon nest!" Victor was reminded of bad memories and couldn't help cursing.

In the underground city of the royal capital, Tielang encountered similar facilities, and because of this, he had a deep hatred with the Blood Moon Cult. Specifically, he exposed this evil to Wang Quan.

As a result, Wang Quan had long been in collusion with it and covered up various shirkings. Later, when he saw that it was exposed to the public, he turned the tables and said that this was Tielang's evil behavior.

As for why Tielang exposed himself, it was said that he had influenced the righteous people who still had conscience.

Including most of the noble faction among Master Waning's disciples, and the liberal little sister who was usually well-protected by everyone, they all became enemies who turned black and white and stabbed him in the back at the critical moment.

And the main reason behind this is the problem of concept.

There are extraordinary people in the world. Although the upper limit of their effectiveness has been declining due to the arrival of the Dharma Ending Age, they can still shoulder some important actions.

For example, prophecy.

When it comes to prophecy, it is biased to rely on witches and sorcerers.

At least there is a type of prophecy that is to review the past and learn the new, combine past data, and make predictions and analyses for the future. Some are like weather forecasts.

Of course, there is indeed extraordinary sensibility and idealism.

However, with extraordinary energy, people's spiritual power can interact with the natural environment more closely and sensitively through the medium of extraordinary power. This is an objective fact that can withstand repeated falsification.

Specifically, for example, in the spiritual tide mist, there are powerful people who predicted the arrival of the spiritual tide in advance.

The feudal rulers represented by the royal power, however, are unwilling to believe it.

This involves the class opposition between mortals and extraordinary people.

With the arrival of the Dharma Ending Age, extraordinary people have become a sunset industry.

There are fewer and fewer people who can awaken extraordinary blood talents.

The casting environment and conditions have deteriorated, and there are more and more restrictions.

If it was like wearing planetary power armor before, being able to fly and jump, being invulnerable to swords and guns, and having a variety of weapons, one person can defeat an army.

Now it has gradually become a glass nuclear bomb, high attack but fragile, even equivalent to an ordinary person holding a sniper or heavy machine gun.

Such extraordinary people can still kill anyone with just one shot, or a group of people can be killed by a head-on confrontation.

But there are already various fatal weaknesses, such as the need to sleep, the need to eat, the head will be chopped off due to negligence, and it will be knocked down by poison.

Under such changes in the situation, the relationship between mortals and extraordinary people has also changed.

This is normal, just like people always feel uncomfortable if they keep a posture for a long time, and they will feel comfortable by adjusting their postures, whether small or large, even in their dreams.

The feudal nobles were originally the white gloves and agents of the extraordinary people. Just like the lords could not run a large stall independently, and delegated power to the housekeepers, deacons, tax collectors, etc.

With the deepening of the Dharma Ending Age, the postures were constantly fine-tuned, and the agent class gradually became the host.

There is not so much fighting and killing in daily life, and development and management are the hard truth, and the proportion is getting bigger and bigger. The force of the extraordinary people is gradually declining, and the power of the powerful is naturally getting more and more important.

In modern times, the extraordinary has transformed into a role that is almost martial arts.

The development of industry and the use of gunpowder and steam engines have completely dethroned the extraordinary from the altar representing advanced productivity, and can only play the role of high-level thugs.

It is indeed necessary.

If you don't have it and others have it, curse them directly, or the extraordinary assassinates them, then the powerful will have no sense of security at all, what's the point?

But most of the production and life do not need these extraordinary people, so naturally they are unwilling to pay for the huge expenses required to support them.

It can be said that interests have always been a concrete main line of many contradictions in human society.

There is a spiritual tide fog in the prediction of supernatural powers.

The powerful are unwilling to believe.

It is not that they do not trust supernatural powers, but that they pretend to be confused and do not want to believe.

Because once they choose to believe, they have to make drastic adjustments to cope with it. This is not cutting flesh, but killing lives.

On the other hand, some people are indeed short-sighted and unwilling to think about long-term things, just like the classic line: In a place where it is doubtful whether you can live normally tomorrow, who would think about the disease that may take your life ten years later?

From the overall point of view, the matter is more than that, and it also includes the bad money driving out the good money in the supernatural field, the power struggle of the secular kingship, and other issues.

The Blood Moon Cult defeated the Iron Wolf, which is a typical case of bad money driving out good money.

The Blood Moon Cult is like using criminals as soldiers, while the Iron Wolf is like a good family son serving as a soldier.

For the powerful who focus on business, cost is really important.

Of course, they know the various disadvantages of cults.

But compared with that, they are more afraid of losing power and bankruptcy.

Let's take the Spirit Tide Mist as an example. For various reasons, the powerful and wealthy failed to make adequate preparations in advance. When the Spirit Tide Mist really came, it was too late to do anything.

In order to avoid becoming a cuckoo bird that freezes to death, sacrificing others has become a strategy.

The Blood Moon Cult uses the lives of the lower class as resources? Give them to them, just in time to reduce the bloated population of the capital.

It's OK to raise troops to invade the vassal's territory. Fighting is good. The royal family is almost the richest noble. The royal army has the highest degree of armed training and abundant manpower. The winning rate of fighting is extremely high. Treating neighbors as granaries, robbing their mothers, and at the same time, they can consume some mouths to eat, and at the same time eliminate noise, firmly grasp the gun in their hands, and let the subjects be in awe. How many birds are there with one stone?

As for Iron Wolf, the solution they proposed was to unite the upper and lower levels, work together, and overcome difficulties together.

A bunch of idiots living in a fairy tale world, what conditions and family background, don't you really have any idea? You are united and work together. If you don't give you a little practice resources, you will all cry. Take this as a starting point. Imagine what it feels like to do a lot of work every day but only eat porridge.

There is no trust basis for unity and coexistence at all.

It can even be said that the cult's fancy way of eating people is more down-to-earth than the one proposed by Iron Wolf, and it is easier to survive the disaster of spiritual tide fog.

Why do cults like to dig holes? Is it just because of the Eastern saying that turbid air sinks?

They also have constructive operations. Mushroom wheat and dark farms are all visible and tangible efforts to survive.

So, although Tielang is righteous, justice cannot be eaten, and justice without doing anything is meaningless, especially when it is your turn to have an itchy scalp and the water is too cold.

Of course, in fact, the powerful are also wrong, but shirking responsibility is part of human nature. In such a context, except for being able to beat some people who can't show anything and love to be a moral model, Tielang can only be used to take the blame.

It's just that as a party, he is still sleeping in a relatively simple atmosphere of right and wrong, and he feels that he has been wronged as June Snow, and he is so moved.

Robo doesn't blame them. They are extraordinary and emotional. They are all people of temperament. What's more, there are limitations of the times. If they are really wise and can see through the world, they won't end up like this now.

More importantly, these don't matter to him.

In the turbulent world, there is very little absolute justice and evil, and most of them are mixed in various survival needs and the right and wrong that are beneficial to needs.

Therefore, if we only look at the problem from this perspective, it is not self-touching, but it is narrow-minded, or subconsciously only picks up things that are beneficial to ourselves.

And if we look at this kind of thing openly, it is actually the same as wearing more clothes when it is cold and wearing less clothes when it is hot. Civilization as a whole is constantly adjusting. It is far-fetched to talk about right and wrong.

Therefore, many principles in the world cannot be confused with the principles between heaven and earth. Sometimes it is better to talk about feelings than to talk about the principles of the world.

It just so happens that Black Robo is running wildly on the road of treating feelings as tools, which makes him look heartless and cruel.

He himself is too lazy to respond, so he lets Dick pretend to be indignant and say some indignant words, such as this demon nest sacrificed many lives, and such killings will be punished.

In fact, kindness is just the gorgeous clothes of civilization. With drastic changes in the environment, the background of the law of the jungle is completely highlighted.

In the Black Forest, strength is the only axiom and the greatest justice. Anything else is just the wailing of a dog, trying to make people laugh.

The elders of the Blood Moon Cult here obviously understand this truth, and did not try to talk nonsense with the three people, delay time, etc. Instead, they used endless arrangements and strategic depth to exchange more time and prepare means to deal with the enemy.

Not long after walking, a new round of monsters appeared.

The magic creature made of young women twists and fuses the limbs to a certain extent. For example, one of the forelimbs of this monster is a torso without legs, and the arms are crossed and half-fused in front of the chest, making the torso more protective and rounder.

The other leg of the monster is made of several human legs twisted into a twisted style.

Overall, it is a huge spider? Crocodile? Centipede? They all have a little meaning, very weird and blasphemous.

The strange thing is that this thing can also produce human head eggs. The human head wrapped in supernatural power will hatch soon after being discharged from its body. The joint limbs will extend from the head, crawling like a spider. The hideous and twisted human face actually has expressions and can bite people. If the vocal cords are not damaged, it is estimated that it can also play magic sound into the brain.

"It's a nightmare-type thing. It's a bit exaggerated to say that it's low-level, but the style is really disgusting. Maybe this is the purpose of doing it." Rob secretly analyzed and asked Dick to deal with it.

"I'll do it! I'll do it! Burn these evil things and let them rest in peace."

Victor, who had just blessed the sword in his hand with the power of wind, did not show more means after hearing this.

The Molten Demon Corpses rushed forward under Dick's command.

In this indoor battle, it is not conducive to the use of flexible body movements and numerical advantages.

However, the Molten Demon Corpses not only have these two characteristics, but are also tough enough, fearless, and have the characteristics of ignition.

The big claws of the corpse-collecting monster were very powerful. They could cut off the body of the demon corpse in one blow. If they were swung up, they could even blow away three or five demon corpses gathered together. But it only had a pair of claws, and the frequency of swinging was not high.

The demon corpse rushed forward fearlessly, waving its flaming claws to tear and spit flames to burn. Soon, the corpse-collecting monster was covered with scars and burnt black and fire.

When the fire was almost ready, Dick suddenly cast a spell, "Boom!" Like being poured with too much grease and then being hit by open fire, the corpse-collecting monster burst into flames.

Even so, it was still covered in flames and charged towards Dick.

But it was useless.

Dick didn't need to take action. The affinity of the molten demon corpses with the earth element allowed them to be connected to the earth like taking root under their feet.

In this way, it would be as difficult for the corpse-collecting monster to break through their interception as it would be to dig out the roots of a thick tree.

A single tree cannot withstand the impact of a large-tonnage corpse-collecting monster, but a group of demon corpses is a forest. Even if the corpse-collecting monster has the tonnage and horsepower of a tank, it is not enough to open a road in the forest.

It can only entangle with the demon corpses and then die slowly.

As for those spider-shaped human heads, they are quite flexible. They can climb on the side walls and the top wall, and can also jump. But the horror effect of this thing is far greater than its actual combat power.

If each mouth can cast a vicious curse, or can emit sonic attacks, and the eyes can shoot deadly rays, it would be more difficult. It is only a pounce and bite, and the demon corpses are in front, so the threat is very limited.

Even if there are some fish that slip through the net, Victor's wind blade can kill them remotely.

"It must be said that with a fearless meat shield in front, it can indeed deal with most battle situations." Victor said with envy.

He had previously been a little disgusted with Dick's behavior of desecrating corpses, but now he could only say that it smelled really good.

He could fully imagine how miserable it would be to fight against monsters like the corpse-collecting monster in this relatively narrow area without these demon corpses.

"This era has too many restrictions on extraordinary people, and the importance of combat puppets has become increasingly prominent. In recent decades, the reputation of the Magic Machinery Group has been able to shock various countries, and this may be the reason."

Robo's words reminded Victor of the new severe situation he was about to face: "Yes! But it is also because of this that they are arrogant and domineering, otherwise we would not have a grudge with them."

In terms of puppet control, the Magic Machinery Group focuses on being small but elite. One person controls the machine, which is a combat group, and likes to use some strange non-human combat bodies, so the fighting style is also different from fighting with people. You need to beware of various brain-hole killing moves, which is very tricky.

"So, the times wash away some old ideas. It's not bad, it's just out of date and hinders survival. If we can't even survive, there's no need to talk about inheriting the orthodox extraordinary virtues. We are not worthy of it at all."

This time Victor didn't say a word.

Robo didn't say any more nonsense. Some things, just point out, let him think and feel for himself.

If you still can't figure it out, then bury it with those old ideas.

As the saying goes, if you seek benevolence, you will get benevolence. If you want to live as a moral tablet, then let him, respect his fate.

Robo and Victor chatted and sighed here, which did not affect the fierce killing in front.

The corpse-collecting monster is also a heavy meat shield unit with no obvious weaknesses. In the end, it died from structural collapse, just like a pile of charcoal collapsed into a pile of scattered pieces after burning in a blazing fire.

Now, can we meet the elders of the Blood Moon Cult?

No, it's just reluctant to show up. Even if there are no new cards, it will send another corpse-collecting monster to wear it down.

Robo said with a smile: "I now believe that the elder is not reluctant to give up the investment represented by this demon nest, but is in an awkward situation and cannot get out of it even if he wants to."

"Could it be that he hatches himself to upgrade to a demon? Without further ado, we rush in to stop him."

"I don't believe it will be so coincidental. If he is only a few hours away from completing the upgrade, it would be unreasonable to intercept us with fog.

I think he was not well prepared, something went wrong, he was short of a delicious meal, he was embarrassed, unwilling to give up, and he was a little short of upgrading to a demon, so he hunted us.

So I suggest that we act cautiously and see what will happen under the pressure of despair."...