When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

Bang! Bang! ! Bang! ! !

Not long after Li Shanren left the cemetery, there was an explosion-like sound behind him, accompanied by strong ground shaking.

He looked back and saw a horrifying scene.

Under the dark clouds at night, black tides of mice emerged from the ground like fountains, spreading across the sky.

They stared with small, blood-red eyes and had saw-like teeth. As soon as they rushed out, they looked around for something to bite.

The several corpses lying on the ground were quickly devoured into white bones as if the skin and flesh on them were brushed away with a brush.

This amount of food was obviously not enough to satisfy the hungry rats.

They set their sights on the cloaked men who had not yet had time to leave, making noisy and frantic cries, swarming up, throwing the cloaked men to the ground, climbing on their bodies, and biting them wantonly.

Dark blood soon soaked the cemetery land.

"Fortunately, I ran fast. If I had been slower, I might have been eaten without even the bones."

Li Shanren's scalp felt numb when he saw this. This was no longer like the rats trapped in the warehouse, but a real tide of rats.

In comparison, those in the warehouse are a small team at best.

When Dylanna saw this scene, he directly lifted the old housekeeper in front of him, slightly loosened his grip on the neck, grabbed the other person's collar instead, and asked in a cold voice:

"Do you want to kill yourself too? I don't think those rats will regard you as one of their kind."

"Ahem... Haha, I originally planned to let you fall into their lair, but because of your actions, they have lost control."

The old butler laughed hoarsely, his hood was lifted, and the rain fell on his face in the gully, as if a river that had been dry for many years suddenly started to flow again.

"That's fine. You will all die eventually. It's just a matter of time. It doesn't matter. It's all the same."

Hearing this, Dillenna narrowed his eyes, and the expression on his face became colder.

At this time, Li Shanren, who kept asking Torrett to adjust his direction, was distracted and asked: "I don't quite understand, Mr. Kate, is it worth it?"

"Of course it's worth it. The Holy Son is coming soon, and the Arman family will regain its due glory." The old butler's face showed a fanatical look.

"No, I mean, is it worth it for you to give up your life for something like this? Are you not a member of the Arman family? Haven't you thought about it for yourself?" Li Shanren asked.

"I'm not a member of the Arman family?" the old butler suddenly became excited, "I have dedicated my life, my life, everything to it, and being able to witness its rise is worth it. "

This old man is really loyal to his master.

Li Shanren silently cursed.

"Viscount Arman didn't go to participate in the kingdom's political affairs at all, right?" Direnner pressed, "Where is he hiding now? Where is Yoni Arman?"

The old butler raised the corners of his mouth and gave a meaningful smile, "It is impossible for you to find where the Viscount is. You should think about how to live longer."

Li Shanren looked back at the tide of rats that was spreading in all directions, his eyelids twitching.

If he was allowed to fall into it, it would be better to give him a sword.

"Let's interrogate him slowly later and find a safe place first." Li Shanren suggested.

Dillenna nodded slightly and added: "Before that, we have to gather everyone else first."

......

In Olin City, in the forest on the outskirts of the city, an army of more than two thousand people was ready to go.

The soldiers wore dark purple standard armor and carried a variety of weapons. Each one of them exuded more or less the aura of an extraordinary person.

"Reporting to the Lord Attendant, the first and second formations of the Third Slave Legion of Olin City are ready and can set off at any time."

The knight commander of the legion, carrying a two-handed sword on his back, raised his head slightly and said in a low and emotionless voice, with a thorn collar slightly exposed under his neck.

In front of him, the lazy waiter in black robes rode a pure black Jonian horse and gave the order concisely:

"Let's set off immediately and march quickly, aiming for Farm City."

"Yes."

The knight commander of the legion stood up and left, and then the silent and solemn army seemed to wake up from a deep sleep. Accompanied by orders and slogans, it began to take heavy steps and move forward unswervingly.

However, in such an army, what the soldiers see in their eyes is not perseverance and loyalty, but numbness and emptiness, like puppets at the mercy of others, who have lost their own consciousness and emotions.

Around their necks, without exception, they wore thorn collars symbolizing "slaves."

This is an army formed entirely from slaves and belongs to the "Sloth Order" hidden in the dark side of the world.

The lazy waiter pulled the reins, drove the horse, and slowly followed the army forward.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing there in the woods, watching silently.

The lazy waiter frowned and turned around on horseback to walk towards the woods. But after a while, he saw the figure's face clearly and his expression was shocked. He immediately got off the horse, bent over and came respectfully. Go to the figure.

"Sir, how come you are here?"

"I'm also going to visit the area near Farm City. I'm just on the way." The figure hidden in the woods chuckled.

The lazy waiter was slightly startled and asked: "Is there anything important you have to do in Farm City? If it's just some simple matters, I can try to help you handle it."

"If you can't handle it, I can only do that."

The figure's tone suddenly became calm.

"I'm here just to tell you that I won't care about your Sloth Religion's affairs, but you don't want to interfere in my affairs, otherwise..."

"Yes, you can do whatever you want over there, and we will never interfere." The Sloth Envoy kept saying with a few drops of cold sweat on his back.

"Oh, don't worry, it's not a big deal to you."

The figure laughed and patted the waiter on the shoulder affectionately.

"It's just the fruits that were planted some time ago, and it's time to harvest. However, it seems that some interesting changes have happened over there. If you get too close, you may be affected."

"Can you tell me where it is? I will order the people in the legion to stay away from there." The lazy waiter asked.

"You will naturally know when you get near Farm City."

......

In front of the Iris Hotel, Tifa stared at the dim sky, slightly in a trance. Her long, shiny black hair poured down like a waterfall, and was tied tightly by a simple red hairband near the end, with drop-shaped silver hair. The earrings swayed gently in the evening breeze.

Two figures, one large and one small, suddenly appeared from the end of the road and hurried over.

"How's it going?" Tifa came back to her senses and asked the two people walking in front of her.

There was a hint of fatigue in Eivor's eyes, and he said in a disappointed tone: "I have been to the city lord's official residence and the extraordinary guild, but..."