I'm a villain, not a devil

On the wasteland, a team is marching rapidly.

Their clothing was a little strange. On the surface, it looked like hollow iron armor, but whenever there was a bump in the road during the march, a light would flicker gently in the gaps between the armor plates, making them look like a bird.

If there were someone familiar present, they would recognize that this was the unique armor manufacturing technology mastered by Grand Duke Yuan Tie. It remained light while still having strong defensive capabilities.

The team size exceeds two thousand, which can almost be said to be the entire private army of Grand Duke Yuantie.

The only person who could allow the empire's only female archduchess to use her private army was her son, the second prince Bai Wen.

After Marshal Wu Xiao gave the order, Bai Wen asked the guard team responsible for the periphery of the imperial capital to delay the enemy, while he ordered this powerful private army to rush to the Ilia political district at full speed.

He was on good terms with the governors of the three major political districts, and when Ilia City was badly damaged, he sent people to help, which was not against military orders. Moreover, the imperial army of other political districts would also respond to his troops.

Bai Wen was determined to get the credit for the enemy army in Ilia City.

In the team, a man also wearing armor looked around from time to time.

He was Moza.

Ever since he "joined" the Second Prince Bai Wen, the other party had given him a position that was neither too big nor too small, which could not be considered as being used or trusted. However, in the case of "Sean's death", his identity was indeed still of use.

This time, when rushing to help Ilia City, Moza was entrusted with some tasks of varying sizes.

It's a test to see how I perform... Riding on the motorcycle-type aircraft, Moza lowered his body slightly with a calm expression.

The leader's voice came through the headset. Her name was Qiqiya, a wanton woman who often wore only pieces of cloth under her hollow armor.

However, Moza knew that Qiqia was an absolute Crimson powerhouse and was quite trusted by Grand Duke Yuantie.

The largest aircraft nearby was carrying her proliferation.

"Everyone, enter the crazy beast area. Speed ​​up. Don't let me see anyone falling behind!" Qiqia's generous voice echoed in the headphones.

The team did as they were told. The energy of various aircraft hummed loudly, and the crazy beasts in the Earth Beast Tide Zone roared one after another.

However, the team was moving very fast, and only a small number of those roaring crazy beasts were able to catch up with the team, and they were immediately killed by the hunting team.

Moza shook his head slightly. It was too hasty. As the Security Bureau had already delayed the process, they would definitely be ahead in progress. There was no need to force their way through the beast tide area and cause a big fuss.

The news came from the eldest brother a long time ago that the tree people had a special way of hiding, so Wu Xiao ordered the logging.

The team led by Qi Qia was only trying to gain speed...

Moza knew very well that if he were the enemy, he would definitely send spies disguised as trees to hide in various beast tide areas.

In other words, the whereabouts of this team had long been exposed to the enemy.

It's not that the team is weak. The enemy raided the energy center of Ilia City and caused a big mess, but after all, they were alone in the deep, and now they must be hiding everywhere.

But if the Second Prince wants to take all the credit, he should make sure that all the enemies are eliminated, instead of rushing over like he is now for fear of being overtaken by others.

Confused...

As expected, when Qiqia led the elite troops to arrive, the enemy had long disappeared. Not only that, the Ilia City Imperial Army, which had been searching for the enemy, also temporarily lost track of the enemy.

Moza stood in an inconspicuous position in the team. It was not until Qiqia was dissatisfied and helpless and asked everyone to take a break that he quietly left and secretly blended into the surrounding buildings.

Moza knew very well that he would be watched all the time and would definitely be noticed if he integrated into the building, but it didn't matter. Since he had already "surrendered" to the Second Prince, it would not be wrong for him to make contributions and gain the right to speak.

The reason he left temporarily was naturally to find the enemy's location.

What the Imperial Army in Ilia City couldn't do, the connections left by his eldest brother could do.

Moza melted into the mud and finally appeared in an uninhabited ruin.

He looked around and cut down all the bushes he could see. He then killed a crazy beast that pounced on him and slowly drew its blood.

Recalling what his elder brother had taught him, Moza drew a line of blood on the ground and silently chanted a prayer.

"The awakener in the deepest part, the reincarnator in the highest place, looking down at this land from the starry sky - the upper storyteller, the thief of time..."

"Your followers are longing for your attention. Please cast your gaze and let the beloved hear my response..."

"..."

After the lengthy and obscure prayer was finished, the blood of the crazy beast evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moza stood there, put on the robe given to him by his elder brother, and waited quietly.

In a moment, he keenly noticed that someone was approaching.

In the center of the ruins, a group of fanatics wearing robes of the Cult of Time were walking barefoot on the ground. The leader was a muscular bald man with a bare upper body. There was a movable spiked nozzle on each shoulder blade of his, which looked weird and evil.

The person who came was Matthew, the web-weaving priest of the Cult of Time.

He was the leader in the trap planned by the Cult of Time and Jude, the governor of the Elijah region.

The huge amount of energy that was originally intended to be injected into Jude's body was finally intercepted by Sean, and finally he briefly acted as Matthew's sleeping master.

It's a 'win-win-win', of course.

Sean ate most of the pure power, Jude received a little, and Matthew was not only given minor powers, but also witnessed the Lord's first coming.

Moza raised his head slightly and took a look at the bald Matthew. Sure enough, according to the information my elder brother gave me, with so many casualties in Ilia City, the Cult of Time that required ritual power would indeed appear nearby, and the leader was Matthew who was more familiar with this place.

Matthew stepped into the ruins, a little confused.

After witnessing the Lord’s coming last time, he could not wait to return to the headquarters of the Vatican and bring the Lord’s teachings to all believers, and he naturally received the supreme reward.

Of course, as a web-weaving priest, his duties would not change. After a large number of dead souls appeared in the city of Ilia, he immediately rushed over to collect the power of death and despair.

So, Matthew was a little confused when he suddenly received the call for a religious ceremony.

He was one of the most successful Web-Weaving Priests. Why would the sect send people into his area of ​​responsibility?

Focusing his eyes on Moza in front of him, Matthew frowned slightly.

He had no special gifts, and he was wearing the most ordinary robes in the sect... How could a spider know the summoning ritual that only the high-ranking members of the sect were qualified to learn?

Who is coming?

"Mi Zhu, which priest do you serve?" Matthew asked bluntly.

It is disrespectful to me to ask a rice spider to perform this summoning ritual and not show up yourself.

However, the first words the other party said made Matthew's eyes widen.

"Matthew? The messenger is right. With a big bald head and a nozzle, he doesn't look very smart."

"God's messenger?!" Matthew exclaimed in surprise subconsciously.

As someone who had direct contact with the Lord during His first coming, how could he not understand the meaning of the term "messenger of God"?

Just as he was about to ask again and verify the other party's identity, suddenly, he saw the other party praying softly for a few words, and a familiar mist penetrated into his body.

It is violent pollution, it is unpurified power...

Although it was only a slight trace, the madness that was enough to corrode everything made Matthew recall the scene at that time.

"You're so lucky that the Lord looked at you for the first time." Moza said coldly.

Playing this kind of cool and pretentious role has always been his comfort zone, and his acting skills are beyond doubt.

Matthew immediately showed a look of surprise: "You, you are?"

Moza shook his robe and said quietly, "Since the last time you received the Lord's attention, the Lord has cast more eyes on you. And I serve the Lord's Messenger."

"Lord God's Messenger? Then, where is that lord now?" Matthew asked anxiously.

Moza snorted coldly, and the latter immediately lowered his head: "Please forgive my presumptuousness, I just want to listen to the Lord's teachings again."

Just as my eldest brother said, as long as we show something trustworthy enough, these fanatics will go crazy...

Moza said calmly: "The Lord of God is carrying out the Lord's mission. It is something you cannot imagine."

"Yes, yes. If your Excellency the Messenger of God needs anything, please feel free to let me know." Bald Matthew's face was full of excitement.

Moza nodded in approval: "At the right time, the Lord of God will come to the Temporary Sect with the Lord's new will, and you will be the guide."

Matthew straightened up immediately. This was a great honor and he couldn't help but be excited.

The Lord God's Messenger will come later... Then the subordinates recruited by the Lord God's Messenger in front of him can be considered as little God's Messengers.

He immediately lowered his head and asked, "Little Divine Envoy, did you summon me here to tell me something?"

Just like what Big Brother said, the fanatics are sharp and proactive when doing things...

Moza cleared his throat: "How is your ritual power collection site going?"

Matthew replied, "We are still collecting them. On the one hand, they are not newly dead. When we came here, some time had passed since their death. On the other hand, the number is too large. So, it may take some time. Do you need this power?"

Moza said, "Keep collecting offerings for the great Lord. I have other things for you to do."

"Please give your orders, my Lord."

"Do you have any news about the tree people who attacked Ilia City?"

Instead of counting on the unreliable Ilia City Imperial Army, it would be better to look for the people from the Cult of Time.

The people of the Cult of Time are better at underground work, and they are sensitive enough to the power of death.

As expected, Matthew gave an answer that satisfied Moza: "Those tree people? Of course, our people have been keeping an eye on them. As long as they continue to kill, we can follow behind and collect death without expending any energy."

The fanatics have indeed been dedicated and responsible in their work.

"Tell me the location of those tree people."

"Yes, my Lord, little envoy of God, but please allow me to ask, are you going to encircle and suppress them or do something else?"

Moza glanced at Matthew calmly, and until the other party lowered his head, he said quietly: "Everything that the Lord's Messenger is going to do comes from the will of the Lord."

Matthew nodded immediately: "Yes, I understand. If you need anything, please let me know at any time!"

……

Qiqia, who had just returned from the Imperial Army in Ilia City, did not look very happy. He did not expect that the group of enemies would disappear so quickly.

She tugged at her clothes in annoyance and looked at her adjutant: "That kid named Moza hasn't come back yet?"

The adjutant replied: "No, he sneaked away nearby and our men lost him."

Qi Qiya licked her lips and said, "That boy is good-looking and worth sleeping with once, but his strength is too low, just an upper king level. I don't know what the Second Prince sees in him."

"Should we wait for him to come back?" asked the adjutant.

Qi Qia frowned and said, "What are you waiting for? What can a kid at the upper level of the king level do? Send the order to cut down the bushes and search for the traces of the tree people."

Just as he was about to pass on the message, suddenly, a subordinate came over and reported: "Moza is back and wants to see you."

Qi Qia frowned slightly: "Bring it up."

Moza came up, and just as Qiqia was about to speak, he said calmly, "I know where the tree people are."

Qi Qiya narrowed her eyes slightly: "Is this what you did just now?"

Moza pushed his eyes: "What else?"

"Oh, you're being rude." Qi Qia waved her hand, "Get on my aircraft and lead the way."

She licked her lips and said, "If you really find the tree man, then I will allow you to sleep with me for one night."

Moza didn't even look at him and walked straight onto the aircraft: "I'm not interested in you."

Qi Qia was not angry, but smiled excitedly: "Then I am even more interested in you."

……

"Lord Zizia, the scouts are back. There's something wrong with the bushes ahead. They are most likely the tree people that attacked Ilia City."

Qiqia looked at Moza in surprise, and then put his eyes to the telescope. The special telescope could see the scene thirty kilometers away. Looking down from above, the bush in the distance was indeed not right.

Qi Qia was not as impulsive as she looked. She licked her lips and asked, "Where are the people from the three major political regions?"

"Judging from the speed, they are almost there."

"Notify them to surround this place..." Qi Qiya showed a cruel smile, "This time, no one can be let go."

……

At this moment, the empire's advance army of 100,000 finally approached the violent sea.

"General, look!"

Just as we started to set up the defense, someone came to report.

The supreme leader of the 100,000-man army happened to be Shi Hai, whom Sean had met once.

Shi Hai picked up the telescope, but what he saw made his pupils shrink suddenly.

Near the coast of the turbulent sea, the thick and deep sea water is no longer visible, and dense "driftwood" floats from the endless coastline.

The driftwood was washed up on the shore, and then they slowly climbed up.

"boom--"

A deep and heavy voice sounded.

Looking sideways, black smoke and red dyed half of the sky.

"Mt. Raya erupted?!"