Lord of terror

Chapter 263

Everyone has a dark side, but when you can't relieve yourself, you will impose darkness on other people, or on God?One or two mild complaints are fine, but if it is deep enough to generate resentment, then you have to think about bearing the consequences.

If the underworld can really be established, it will not only solve Kunz's personal problem, but also solve the problem of the gods being polluted to a certain extent.It is impossible to solve it all in a short period of time. This is too big, but it will be better if you take your time.

And I never expected to hear so many bold ideas from Kunz, the mortician... can only say that he is still alive.When the lawer saw the draft for the first time, the shock of "I'm a big fool" can be said to be a big fuck compared to the current undertaker.

After a few minutes with a dull expression on his face, the undertaker even raised his hand to cover his chest. He felt like he couldn't breathe!And already having a heart attack!Wait, this is not just his feeling, this... this is the sympathy conveyed by his master god!

The mortician covered his chest and looked at Kunz in fear: The name Kunz Monrofi has been doing great things since the day he was born (that is, starting from inheriting the title of baron. After all, before he succeeded, he was a servant. No surname), everyone thought that the current God of War is too big to be a big thing, who knows they are too naive.

"Besides... the underworld can be multi-layered, so..." Kunz hinted and seduced him inexperiencedly.

The mortician was already much better. He straightened his back and said to Kunz, "This matter is not something my Lord can bear."

The lawyer was once proud because Ms. Libra refused the temptation, and now the undertaker is also proud.His lord, after the extreme excitement, quickly woke up from his greedy desires, realizing that this was a grand event shared by all gods, not a private matter for him alone.

"The lord of power should also be very interested in this, right? Then, at least the battle of gods can be temporarily stopped, right?"

"Your kindness is admirable, but it's better not to have too much hope for this matter. Even if the news of the establishment of the underworld is spread..." The undertaker raised his hand. He didn't dare to say, and wanted to make some gestures , but the fingers were raised and lowered, but nothing could be shown.

"Oh!" But Kunz still understood.

If news of the Underworld spreads, it will open up a new battlefield. At that time, instead of the brains of people being beaten into the brains of dogs, the brains of people will be directly beaten into the brains of paramecium—if paramecium has brains.

"Intelligent creatures, it's scary..." Kunz acted like a baby to the captain who was coming home from get off work that night.

The captain, who had just listened to Kunz's story about what he did today, was stiff at the moment. He pinched Kunz's cheek: "You are the one who is scary, my little sun."

"I didn't come up with those first. I just compared the differences between the two worlds." Kunz shrank his head and dodged, but he didn't dodge it so sincerely. The captain was very happy to pinch him.

The captain sighed, and rubbed the position he pinched twice: "Okay...you didn't mean it. And, I have to admit, I also want to see what would happen if a hell was born in our world? Besides, the hell How would you evaluate the good and evil? For example, a monarch is very cruel in private, beating his servants, insulting his wife and children, but he is a wise monarch, reducing corvees, giving money to the poor, and training the army. Specifically I won’t talk about it, in short, the country has become rich and powerful under his governance, so will he be rewarded or punished in the underworld?”

"Reward." Kunz replied, "He is a scumbag, but he is a wise man, so he should be rewarded. However, he owed his family, wife, children and servants, so he should also compensate them."

"Compensation after death? Afterlife?"

"My idea is to build a world of undead after death, where the undead can enjoy life and get compensation. Only the undead who live to the end of the year and are about to collapse and die will go to reincarnation."

"So, you want to gather the Kingdom of God to form a huge kingdom of the dead?"

"Yes. Didn't I tell you this just now?"

"You didn't =. =" The captain had to open his mouth and exhale, otherwise the air that seemed to be trapped in his chest could suffocate him to death.So, the Silent One went to find other gods by himself?For some reason, the captain suddenly felt great sympathy for the main god.It's hard to imagine how much pressure he was under when he said this?

For the gods, this matter is too big a cake even if they want to set up the Kingdom of God, and... the previous magic net was only aimed at the main gods, and it was even a disaster for those little gods .Destruction awaits them.But this time...how many clergy can be established in one underworld?

"Ms. Libra's divine battle is won."

"We won..." At the same time, Ms. Libra was saying the same thing.

"Libra, we seem to be talking about 'underworld'?" As a god of agriculture, she has been diligently growing wheat for thousands of years, and the baby-backed lady who has broadened her horizons a little in recent years has not turned the corner.

"Power is a new god. When the little gods who follow him leave his camp, then his 'power' will not be so omnipotent." The flower crown girl explained in a sweet girlish voice.

It is the shadows of the gods who are talking about all of this now, and the next moment, they return to their bodies—the bodies on the battlefield of the gods.Countless lights and shadows, large and small, filled this spiritual world. First, Ms. Libra and the others passed the news to their own gods and the enemy gods who collided with them.

The language of the gods is not spoken, but a kind of fluctuation, and a large amount of knowledge can be transmitted in an instant as long as it is touched.

Being stuffed with the fluctuation of "The underworld is good, the underworld is wonderful, don't fight, let's build the underworld together!", the battlefield of the gods suddenly fell into a brief silence.

What is the little god most afraid of?Of course, it is the loss of believers, the disappearance of faith, and finally annihilation.But the underworld... means that as long as you are a god in the underworld, you can at least get the source of power from the underworld.In particular, the underworld is not only facing righteous gods, but also evil gods.Isn't the hell that is facing down, specially used to imprison sinners, their kingdom of God?

On the spot, a little god slipped directly from the side of the Lord of Power to the side of Libra.

As the flower crown girl said, the Lord of Power is a new god. The accumulation of the previous 6000 years is for the Lord of the Sun. The time for changing the name of the god is too short after all. Faith, even many ordinary people don't know Him, and think that the sun is still the sun lord.

He is unstable, and his power actually relies on many subordinate gods. He is currently a coordinator. Once too many small gods leave him, the power to become a bare commander will lose its power.

"I really want to thank the successor of my former priesthood for coming up with a good idea. This method seems to be very suitable for us." Throughout the battlefield, the few little gods who had just slipped past slipped back immediately.

This matter is indeed news from Libra, but in this world, whoever proposes it can only do it.

Although the Silent is in the Libra camp, death is a huge and terrifying authority, not the Silent alone, and many gods are sidelined with this authority.The bloody knight, the god of war, also has the power of death, and there is also a god of disease called the little god of death. They are all gods of death. If they are all assembled, they can also be used.

Those on their side who rebelled in the past are not as good as those who have been following them all the time. It is better to continue to follow the Lord of Power. Even if the underworld is smaller in the future, it is better than living under the fence.

These pressures have returned to the side of the scale: "None of us want to spend a lot of effort to deal with the battle of gods when we build the underworld."

"A truce? It seems that you have a lot of confidence in yourself?" The Lord of Power immediately understood what Ms. Libra was planning, and he decided that the hell he built would gain more faith and be more solid.

"Don't you have confidence in yourself? Sign the contract and cease fighting for a hundred years."

"A hundred years... For ordinary people on the earth, a hundred years is indeed a long time, but after that little guy appeared, too many changes happened in just a few years. Ten years."

"Okay." A slender hand stretched out from Ms. Libra's commandment light group, and a resolute hand stretched out from the black gold light group of the Lord of Power. These two hands were held together. Beside him, more hands stretched out, regardless of whether the main god, the sub-god, the servant god, or just the sub-god with a very low sense of existence, huge hands, small hands, all held together, with the gathering of power , and finally condensed a shining planet in the spiritual world. This is the truce contract of the gods. It is the promise they made to themselves and each other. .

Of course, if the gods don't fight, it doesn't mean that the material world also has a truce.Even the word of God is useless for ambitious people when they are faced with what they think is within their reach.

The world map in Kunz’s office, the map of the area of ​​influence drawn with magic oil paint, will undergo major changes every five days, and Kunz will listen to a lecture on the international situation every half a month. It's the end of the year.

"Are you going to class again today?"

"Ah."

"I'll go too, and... can I bring Uriel?"

"No problem. But, I think he should know everything, right?" After all, my father-in-law works in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and has changed from a special staff officer to a formal official.

The situation of Meng Luofei is very special. There is a Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but no diplomats are stationed there. They are sent by other forces to Malay Meng Luofei.Those who don't understand think that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is a "reception department".Faced with people from all walks of life, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs needs to take actions based on different situations through various means such as wooing, negotiating, disintegrating, and resisting to fight for the interests of Monroe.

Kunz secretly watched the scene of their negotiation, the one who directly patted the table and drew the sword, the one who was drinking tea and chatting gently, the one who took the two friends out for shopping, and the one who stood directly at the canal port and said "love to come" There are also those who don’t come and roll.”

It seems simple, but before formally meeting with the negotiating partner, the staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs did not know how much homework they had done.

Kunz admires them, if he is allowed to do it himself...

It's great to have a mother!

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs should be the first to know the content of the lecture on the international situation. How could Ulier not know?

"You should still go to the lectures. Everyone's understanding is different, and what Uriel has learned in the past has changed too much recently, and he doesn't have time to summarize by himself. In addition, you need to learn from people other than Geji Geji. Courtier, express your closeness, little lord."

"???"

"You have more and more human courtiers. The first batch of civil servants and judicial personnel have grown up, and they have begun to emerge. In addition to official affairs, you also have to communicate with them in private matters."

Kunz thought for a while: "Team building?" This time, the team leader was at a loss, "It is to gather the employees together, and everyone will do some activities to enhance the cohesion of the team."

"It sounds... a bit wrong, but that's probably what it means."

"Can listening to lectures be used as team building?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter what you do, what matters is who you do it with."

Kunz's eyeballs moved, and the captain added a bit of stress to the word "dry", always feeling that the captain was referring to something else.But this is a serious matter, and it must be just his mind is wrong.

"Would you like to listen to the class together?"

"Yes, it's good to listen to the class together."

As a result, not only the family of Kunz, the captain, and Uriel, but also prominent indigenous officials came here that day.

Although he knew that there were already many officials sitting inside the door, Kunz was still a little surprised when he really opened the door and looked at the people sitting neatly——when did his native There are already so many officials?

Not counting Mushell and Tavalak who was being dragged by him, the two of them were obviously joining in the fun.Kunz is most familiar with Raimondo, the Viscount Kirke and his wife are also there, but Kirke is from the Ministry of Public Security, Mrs. Kirke is from the Ministry of Agriculture, and the old goblin Honey Stone is from the Ministry of Health Yes, Albert Manton went to the Ministry of Commerce...

There are many other people. Kunz knows their names and abilities, but he cannot be regarded as knowing them, because they are all promoted later.

When Kunz walked in, they all saluted him, not the rituals of believers to gods, but the courtesy of courtiers to lords.

The most important and deepest impression of Kunz in their hearts is undoubtedly not the unattainable god, but the lord who has always been their leader.

Their behavior made Kunz feel a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, his face has been fully trained, allowing him to calmly salute them, and then sat at the front of the classroom.He didn't think that what Meng Luofei had developed to the present was worthy of them.

"...Today we will focus on the current scorching war between the Felipi family of the dwarves at the northwestern tip of the continent, the barbarians, and the human Nankel Empire..."

The captain whispered to Kunz, "The Southern Kyle Empire is the hometown of Herrscher."

Kunz nodded. The world is in chaos, but there are also heroes, and many characters are connected with the gods.If you study carefully, they are all "family members", but the union between the gods did not affect the struggle in the material world, or it did, but Kunz didn't know. Butler J also quietly said that some people in Meng Luofei were sent over by the favored ones (not only the Herrscher, but also some favored ones that Kunz had never heard of). There are also gifts from the evil god), but they are also teenagers, even children.

After all, Monroe is considered a neutral place, no matter which side wins, Kunz can keep it here.Therefore, basically the dependents leave a root in Mengluofei while letting the descendants fight for themselves.

While Kunz was responding to the captain, he was actually feeling chills on the back of his neck. Obviously, everyone who came to class focused more on him.

However, the teacher's class was exciting enough. After about ten minutes, the discomfort in Kunz's neck disappeared, and everyone could go to class with peace of mind.

At the end of the course, everyone left reluctantly—not willing to end such a high-level course like this, but also reluctant to leave Kunz like this.

Kunz had no expression on his face, and left first without hesitation, and then... he was stopped by an emergency.

"We hope to gradually retreat behind the scenes, from affairs officials to aides." In the small conference room, Wan is very direct, "Of course, this is not a change within one or two years, but a plan within ten years."

Kunz has been listening quietly, and he doesn't understand anything.The change in official status is not only because their main energy must still be placed on Blue Star's flower growers, but also because the two worlds will eventually be separated.Moreover, the official meaning is not to let them go, but after supporting qualified indigenous officials, they will assist and supervise them for a period of time before letting go.

This is how Meng Luofei was raised as his own baby.

"Thank you, do you have any research on God that needs my cooperation?" Kunz's answer was also very direct.The only one he can get in return is himself, and he joked, "It doesn't matter if you slice it, God can still live after being cut."

"No, Kunz, don't say that. From the beginning to the end, both of us are mutually beneficial, and thank you very much for everything you have done to the florists." To be honest, from a long time ago, he Watching Kunz is like watching a caring junior.

On the surface, the officials have been busy with Monroe, supporting the entire Monroe world.But the florists who entered first and have maintained their dominant position have benefited amazingly.

The improvement of the physique of super soldiers and almost all citizens is still secondary. They quickly completed the accumulation of basic disciplines about magic science in Monroe, and first began to guide domestic species into magic transition, and they are also the fastest to apply magic technology to blue To be realistic, all this is not as simple as getting to the front.

The current situation is that other countries are still researching "quantum computers", and the flower growers are already saying "Hey~ Lord is flying~" This is not overtaking on a curve, it is directly taking the high-speed rail.

——In addition to the fields of magic science and biology, Kunz also provided a frighteningly rich sample for research in the fields of spiritual research, various fields of medicine, law, and sociology.Because there are too many things obtained from Meng Luofei, there is even a lot of research materials that are too late to study in detail, so they can only be saved in the computer first (although there is no way to transmit real samples to Blue Star, there are graphic records).

With the existence of Kunz, Monroe is a treasure house completely open for them.During official meetings, I often feel ashamed because I feel that I am too unkind.

This will only happen to flower growers, if it is the famous people on the other side of the mountain and the sea...

Of course, no ifs.It's really there, and Kunz won't recognize his mother.

"We..." Kunz was about to speak when his eyes widened suddenly.

【J...】

[As you think. 】

In case he was startled at all, Kunz's expression looked like a heart attack.As soon as he raised his hand, the captain slammed the door open and came in: "Little Sun!"

"The devil... the great seal... broke..."

Laquia, the city of the sky, is docked in the northwest of the mainland. The former Halhart Principality, most of the royal family of the Principality have been killed. Fatiluren is too lazy to support a transitional government, and even too lazy to give this new territory Give it a name, it's called the first district of Laquia.

A large number of civilians were relocated from Sky City. When they were just driven out from Sky City, they cried bitterly and would rather die than leave. Nearly a thousand people were directly killed by the officers in charge of immigration.

But now... the Laquiya people who came to the ground have enjoyed the sweetness.The land here is wide and the air is fresh. It is not full of yellow sand in the legend, and the plants are poisonous. Moreover, every commoner in Laquiya can get two to three lowly locals as slaves!In this world, is there anything more wonderful than this?

Fatiluren, who was lying on the gorgeous big bed, opened his eyes. The next moment, a huge vibration came from the Laquia moored above their heads!

Whether it was a Laqueya or a slave, everyone looked at the sky in horror and screamed. Only Fatiluren looked at the sky, but smiled with glowing eyes.

"This is the real era of great change! Ms. Libra? The Lord of Power? Kunz Monrofi? Or someone else? Let's see who will win. Hahahahaha!"

As for the gods who were divided into two sides to study the issue of the underworld...the master god and the less capable gods and slave gods did not show any surprise. Instead, some gods breathed out and said, "It's finally here."

It doesn't matter if the seal change is only small-scale, but the impact of this change is too great.They have more or less realized that this day will inevitably come.That little Sun Kunz is indeed the culprit, but...they, who couldn't resist the temptation, are also accomplices.

"Take Kunz Monroe to block the seal!" A little god shouted, and was immediately crushed!

The author has something to say: Kunz: (?`Д?)!! Panic! ! !I was very panicked!

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