Original God: Cthulhu invades, Mondstadt is destroyed at the beginning

Facing everyone who was ready, the speaker raised his hand to signal for silence and spoke in a leisurely tone.

"This time, you will each lead your team and surround the Knights in several directions. When I arrive at the city, you will attack together. Remember, the goal this time is to find the disaster star. Do you understand?"

Everyone shouted in unison.

"understood"

On the other side, just as the speakers led their respective teams and came over in dozens of different directions.

Knights.

Falga sat at the head seat at the long table in the conference room with full dignity.

There were also dozens of people sitting on both sides. Except for Simon, most of them were captains.

There was another person in there too.

That's Bennett.

"Very good, they are about to take action. Our goal this time is simple, to find the leader. Kill him in the street and hang his body in front of everyone."

Suddenly, a knight pushed open the door and said breathlessly: "It's bad. Mondstadt is surrounded by people from all directions, and each team is led by an orator."

Farga clasped his hands together on the table, lowered his head slightly, and his expression remained calm and solemn.

"Well, Mondstadt is surrounded by rivers, and there is only one way in. Locke, Aidan, you two go to resist the resistance team in the city, and the rest of you follow me to the river to wait for them."

Simon still looked intelligent, he adjusted his glasses and asked, "Now they are all dressed the same, have you thought about how to find out the real leader?"

Farga remained calm and composed, completely different from his usual nonchalant demeanor.

"The leader's target is not Bennett, but us, so..."

Having said that, Farga turned his attention to Bennett.

"Bennett!"

Hearing the captain calling him, Bennett immediately stood up and responded.

"This is the most crucial battle for you to reverse your reputation. You have to deal with the leader, you know!"

"clear"

"When all the resistance teams gather, show up and taunt them harshly. Try to draw the attention of all the leaders to yourself."

Simon looked at Farga with some surprise.

However, Farga raised the corners of his mouth, looking as if he was sure of victory.

. . . .

A large-scale crackdown began in Mondstadt.

The two captains directly surrounded the largest resistance group in Mondstadt, and soon a stalemate broke out.

Farga led most of the knights to the city gate.

When we arrived at the city gate, there were already crowds of people on the other side of the river.

There was no end in sight, and the crowd had completely surrounded the city gate, making it impossible to get in or out.

The leading speakers were silent at the front of the team.

They slowly raised their hands. Everyone surrounding them began to shout in unison.

"Ah."

The alarming momentum seemed to be poking a hole in the sky.

On the Knights' side, the momentum was suppressed a lot.

Simon, who was at the front, frowned slightly.

"Did you spot the leader?"

Farga's face was as gloomy as water, and he said calmly: "This cannot be seen, let me try it out."

As he spoke, he walked to the front, less than 20 meters away from the speakers.

"You guys are making it too grand, how about we sit down and talk?"

The speaker at the front cursed directly: "Fuck you, a bunch of corrupt nobles, are you still dreaming of going back to the past? Do you think we won't take action if you just drag it out here?"

Farga immediately excluded this person and ignored him, looking at the other speakers behind him.

"Do you think so too?"

"Hand over the one on the disaster star, and if he promises not to have any evil thoughts, maybe we can stop."

This person can also be ruled out.

Farga shifted his gaze to another person.

"What are you doing here? Are you rebelling against us? Do you think you are still oppressed? Do you think you are still a slave?"

The orator's face froze and he was speechless for a moment because of the refutation.

Someone nearby refuted him: "After all, it's not the case now. When you put the Star of Disaster into the Knights, we were about to become slaves. If we don't resist now, do we have to wait until we are handcuffed before we resist?"

Neither are these two.

Farga kept testing each speaker.

When they finished replying, they made a quick decision.

Just when it was halfway through, someone reacted.

"Don't talk to him anymore, this guy wants to find out the real speaker"

This time, Farga did not deny it in his heart, and began to stare at the man intently.

The orator stared at Farga without hesitation, his chest straightening out. He was just about to say "I am an orator".

Falga suddenly laughed and taunted: "It seems that you are not either."

"You're talking nonsense. How do you know I'm not one of you?" The man became anxious.

Farga ignored the man and returned to his previous serious expression.

Turned around and walked back.

Simon asked: "How is it, have you spotted the real leader?"

"I tried to rule out most of them, but there are still many people who haven't spoken. Perhaps the speaker hasn't arrived yet."

On the other side, the inconspicuous Bennett cautiously suggested: "I heard from Brother Wen before that it was the work of the Abyss Cult. People in the Abyss should have some characteristics, right?"

Falga and Simon were stunned for a moment before they reacted.

Yes, Kevin can’t be there at the scene. Maybe they already know that someone from the Abyss Cult has infiltrated the team.

That person should have been promoted specially to be the leader of this attack.

In other words, this time they are really trying to capture the leader of the Abyss Cult.

Simply put, Kevin caught the fish and they were the ones who killed it.

While they were chatting.

On the other side of the river, the last orator arrived.

That person came to the front and stretched out his hand to signal everyone to mute themselves.

When the scene was completely quiet, the newly arrived speaker took a few steps closer to the Knights.

He motioned for Farga to come over. He looked like he wanted to talk.

Farga came to the orator without fear.

"Are you the real orator?"

"Don't you know? The so-called orator has already gone to the ruins."

The voice is very nice and soft, it's a female voice.

When I heard the voice, it felt like a gentle and elegant young lady was standing in front of me.

Farga's pupils shrank, and he, who was always calm and composed, almost couldn't control his facial expression.

He asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you? How do you know this?"

“I’m just someone who came to help.”

"What help?"

"I'll tell you who in our team is the orator you're looking for."