Lord of terror

[When did you understand? 】

[Hold the captain to understand. 】

[Unexpectedly, I thought your attention was all focused on sports.So, what do you do if the gods don't do it right and get out of hand? 】

[At that time, we can only open a continuation of the event for the player. 】

Kunz has great confidence in the players. After all, there are already [-] Tier [-] players in the Flower Planters.These Tier [-] players can be directly resurrected hundreds of times a day, even if they are strong at the captain level, if they meet such a group of players who are not afraid of death, there is only one way to escape.

Meng Luofei has entered a period of calm again. Players are either playing life and construction near the city, or they are going to open cracks and play hell.

The aborigines who received qualified re-education left the asylum in batches, and entered all walks of life in Monroe as free people.

Kunz participated in the entrance ceremony of Monroe No. [-] High School. Those who entered here were all children who had been educated by Monroe since childhood—Monroe’s textbooks are still being revised, and this group of students cannot be said to have accepted it. A group of children with the best education, but they must be a group of children who grew up with Meng Luofei.

They held their chests up high and were full of confidence. When Kunz cast his gaze in a certain direction, the children there would immediately light up their eyes and lean forward. Some children would even stand on tiptoe unconsciously.They hope that the lord of Monrofe, who has brought them a good life, can see them.

Originally, he was very happy today, because these children are the future of Meng Luofei.

"I hope you can all grow into outstanding talents, and I wish you a wonderful life." Kunz only said this sentence, and he himself didn't like too official speeches.

"Long live the Sun Lord! Long live the Lord Monroe!" Suddenly a child in the crowd shouted.

His voice sounded like a switch had been flipped, and all the kids threw up their arms and yelled.Those indigenous teachers, as well as the parents who stood at the end, also shouted together, and the sound of mountains and tsunamis resounded throughout the playground.Outside the school, passers-by also heard the shout, they didn't ask what happened, they just turned towards the direction where the shout came from, and gave out the most fervent cheers.

"Long live the Sun Lord!" "Long live the Lord Monroe!"

Kunz was a little happy at first, but as the shouts became louder and even the glass of the teaching building was shaken, Kunz ran away.

The whole of Monroe is full of screaming, pedestrians on the street are shouting, store owners, employees and customers are running out and shouting, students and teachers of primary and junior high schools are running out of classrooms and shouting in class, even in the hospital, Aboriginal doctors, nurses and patients were also shouting - luckily those who were operating didn't.

Players found it very interesting at first, but later they were a little moved. These aboriginal fanaticism came from their heartfelt gratitude, but then they became a little scared.

Kunz was equally terrified by the frenzy.

【Isn't that good?Your faith has soared a lot. 】

[This kind of fanaticism...is not good. ] Kunz shook his head, Kunz was flying high in the sky, and only here could he not hear those shouts.

The aborigines gathered together, raised their fists high, and shouted long live, while walking through every street in Monroe.Some wrote carols live, others played instruments and joined the crowd.

The tavern owner rolled the barrel to the side of the road, and the restaurant owner also set up a free food stand on the side of the road, as well as candies, ribbons, and so on.

It turned into a carnival, and people didn't return to their homes exhausted until the next morning.

It was also at this time that Kunz had the courage to return to his castle.

The gate of the castle was sprinkled with flowers and ribbons, and some people piled up mountains on the left and right sides of the gate with their own cheese, wine, bread, cakes and fruits.

The guards of the castle stood there, asking with their eyes what to do with these things?

——Of course there are guards in the castle, and players can serve offline. With the increasing population of Monroe, no one can guarantee that ordinary people will not come to the castle to steal because of gratitude. The guards were originally The official Panda Soldier brother, and now there are also indigenous soldiers.

"Last night, no one intended to take advantage of the chaos to enter the castle. They even consciously kept a safe distance from the castle and the guards, and lined up to release things one by one." The guards were also very emotional, and he had experienced a lot. Yes, but I have never seen a scene like last night.

Kunz walked over and took out a doll from the two mountains, which should be a favorite of a little girl. There was a red ribbon tied around the neck of the doll, and the edge of the ribbon was written in childish handwriting: Thank you for giving me the life I have now, may you always be happy and healthy.

[Just now, a large number of people from some countries have gone offline. On the Internet over there, some people say that you promote fascism. 】

[Love to play, don't play. 】Kunz took this doll, he was not afraid anymore.

【Um?Isn't it because of this that you are afraid during the day? 】

【this?Fascist?Those people fanatically support me, are they fascists?How could I be afraid of this?What I'm afraid of during the day is because I don't know whether I can bear their love, whether I can protect them, and enjoy this peace all the time. 】

[Then I want to apologize to you, I was wrong.My dear host, I also wish you happiness and health forever. 】

[My dear Steward J, I hope that the world you need to save in the future can be saved. 】

[This is a big wish, and I hope so too. 】Butler J sighed a little, thinking that when he first received Kunz, he still had the mentality of "whatever you like, destroy it", but...he has also changed a lot.

The new steward of the castle was also dangled from the second floor by a rope and hurried to the gate—the others were also blocked by presents.

"Let's tidy up the food and send it to the orphanage and the asylum. Put the wine in my wine cellar, sort it out and collect things like dolls."

The housekeeper agreed, and Kunz turned around and went to the Executive Yuan to deal with the work.However, the first thing he went to was not his own office, but Lao Wan's.

"Old Wan, didn't you go home all night?" With the "face-changing" skill provided by Kunz, Lao Wan was finally able to meet his family.

Seeing Kunz's relaxed state, Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm waiting for you."

"I want to make a few new laws." Kunz smiled and sat down, "First, it is forbidden to erect any statues for me. I am there, the sun. If you want to see me, you just need to raise your head during the day. Enough."

Wan Wan was taken aback, took out his notepad and pen, and wrote down this item carefully. He looked up at Kunz and asked with a smile, "What about the next item?"

"It's almost August. From this year on, August [-]st will be my Sun Ceremony. On this day, cheer and shout long live the sun. Don't delay work at other times.

Follow sound laws, not my quotes.

If you are a believer in me, offer bread, milk and money to your own children and old people, not to me.

Your good life depends on your own struggle, not on praying to me.

Do not cheat, steal, or frame others. "

Kunz said eight things in a row, which were admonitions and chicken soup.He is the Sun Lord, a god, there is no doubt about it.As a god, he needs the belief of living beings.In the magical world, these two points cannot be changed, but Kunz does not want to become a god like the Lord of Power, that would be terrible.

As a god, he will fulfill his responsibilities and obligations well.Then he hopes that his believers can also be good.

"My thoughts are very rough, is there anything that needs to be added?"

"No, everything is fine." Wan Dan looked at his little notepad, "You..." Wan Dan wanted to say that Kunz is a god worthy of respect, but look at Kunz who is as clear as a child Looking at his blue eyes expectantly, thinking about his character, I felt that this kind of praise probably wasn't what he liked.He closed the small notepad and gave Kunz a thumbs up, "Excellent!"

Kunz smiled, a smile that didn't match his stern and deep face, but he was very happy.

"I think, let's carve it on a stone slab, what do you think?" Just in case, Meng Luofei's situation is different from that of flower growers. Meng Luofei is Kunz's private territory. From the moment the decision was made, it was already Monroe's law.

And these few, simple but practical.Instead of putting them in a tome like the Code, where only a few people can see them, it is better to use a little trick to make them more known to the public.

"it is good!"

Just a few words, the stone slab was carved very quickly, and it happened that on July 30 of this year, the stone slab was carved.Even an ordinary stone slab is made of ordinary stone that is widely used in building materials, and the engraving uses the current printed letters of Monroe.

A stone platform has been placed in front of the gate of the Monroe Administrative Building. Before that, no one knew what it was for, until Kunz took the stone slab and put it on it, and at the end of the slate, he signed it with his fingertips. Write down your name.

Then Kunz left, and Aboriginal civil servants in the building immediately ran up to see what was written on the slate.

Not long after, officials from the Judiciary Building opposite also ran over and copied the words on the slate with respect.

More aborigines came over, and some people even began to stand in front of the stone slab and recite every morning-there are more and more such people.

Even if Kunz could not listen, he could feel the sound of the believers reciting in the early morning.Most people are sincere and pious, expressing their respect and gratitude through chanting, but some people are perfunctory, or just use this behavior as a means.

Either way, Kunz didn't want to respond to them, Kunz was even a little angry.

He asked them to find the sun for something, but instead of facing the sun, these guys faced the words "face the sun".

[Kuntz, you are about to own an artifact. 】

[Pure sun? 】

【No, no, no, that kind of artifact is just a level of 'instrument made by God'.The artifacts I'm talking about are the scales of Ms. Libra, the armor weapon of the Bloody Knight, and the vines of the Grand Duke of Grapes. 】

[What is it? ] It stands to reason that Kunz should be happy, but he suddenly had a bad feeling.

[Sun slate. 】

【……】really.

[You have already established a certain connection with it, don't you feel it? 】

【…】But I don’t feel happy about it.

[Don't be unhappy, your faith has grown considerably recently.Most of them are positive, only a few are evil.Your washbasin can gradually become larger, don't you want to experience the fun with the captain? 】

Kunz was shaken...

August [-]st, today is the celebration of the sun.Everyone received the announcement that the celebration parade would start from the City Lord’s Mansion Square, but it was still dark. Before the parade started, a group of people had gathered outside the gate of the administrative building, and Buck was one of them. , and even he was a convener.

He is the pig shepherd who was "bought" by Kunz from Viscount Kirk, and now he is a team leader of the second pig farm - he is not dissatisfied with being just the team leader , he is very clear that he can't take a higher position, now his children are either in school, or have a good future, and he and his wife live in a good house that he never dreamed of in the past, eating Good food, decent clothes, all thanks to their lord, to their god.

Buck and the others bent down facing the stone slab, and they recited the short eight rules repeatedly.

Suddenly, a man wearing a hood and cloak appeared from behind everyone. He pushed away those devout prayers and squeezed to the front.

The praying people were a little angry, but thought that this man was just too eager to take a closer look at the slate, so no one stopped him.

Buck, who was standing at the front, was the last person to be pushed away. He felt something was wrong: "What are you doing?!" He intended to grab this person, "Stop him!"

The others hesitated, and only two friends who were familiar with Buck stretched out their hands together, but it was useless. This man was as fast as a mouse that had just escaped from a hole, and none of the three or four big men could touch his hand. clothes corner.

The man was already very close to the stone slab, and he took out a hammer from under his big cloak!

"No!" "Stop!" "You blasphemer!"

People finally knew what he was going to do, and those who stood aside and did not make a move rushed up, but they were too late.The hammer hit the stone slab neatly, and with a bang, the slate shattered into dross.

"Ah!" Buck uttered a heart-piercing scream, and the blood of anger was about to break through the top of his head. He rushed up and pulled off the hooded man's cloak. He couldn't open his eyes, but Buck still grabbed the man's arm by memory, "You sinner! You can't let him escape!"

The first sentence was shouted at the hooded man, and the second was of course addressed to the others.

When he was able to reopen his tear-filled eyes and see the man clearly, Buck froze.

The Hooded Man, Kunz Monroe looked down at Buck: "Am I a sinner?"

"No, no, no, I..." He hurriedly let go of Kunz's hand, and subconsciously wanted to kneel on the ground, but Kunz grabbed his arm.

Kunz supported Buck with one hand, but let go of the other hand. "Bang" the hammer fell to the ground, kicking up a small cloud of dust: "Why do you want to offer a stone slab?"

Buck realized with horror that it was him that Kunz was asking, but he couldn't say a word. If Kunz wasn't still holding his clothes, he would have fallen to the ground.

Averting his eyes from the poor man who couldn't speak, Kunz looked at the others: "Why do you want to offer a stone slab?"

"We are guilty!" Someone immediately confessed, but when they wanted to kneel down, they found that there seemed to be something blocking their knees.

"Don't kneel, you have been taught when you were literacy, right? I'm not accusing or questioning you, I just don't understand, I hope you can clarify my doubts. Why do you want to enshrine a slate? And the stone on this slab The first sentence also says, 'Don't worship any idols about the sun, the sun is in the sky, when you want to see me, at dawn, raise your head' Is that the sentence?"

The general meaning is not a problem, but Kunz knows that there should be a difference in the choice of words and sentences. After all, after taking away those few articles, he asked a professional scholar to change the rhetoric.

But it’s not that primary school students take the memorization test, and now no one dares to say that what Kunz said is wrong.

Whether they kneeled or not, they all lowered their heads respectfully.

"Why? Don't keep talking, I'm really not blaming you, I just don't understand."

"I... I just came here when I saw other people coming here and being praised as pious." Someone said with a blushing face, "I'm not pious, I made a mistake."

"It's okay. I know you work hard and live well, that's enough."

"I want to pursue Ella, she came... I just followed." Another person lowered his head even lower.

"This is also understandable. No matter whether your love is successful or not, I wish you happiness in the future. I don't know who Ella is, and don't feel any pressure because of the conversation I have with this boy now. You can choose whoever you like."

"Today is Carnival Day and I couldn't sleep. I just saw them coming out, so I followed them..."

There were more and more people speaking, and Kunz did not blame anyone, he just talked gently with everyone who spoke.

As the person closest to Kunz, Buck could hear the most clearly. He finally realized that the Sun Lord really didn't come to blame anyone, which gradually made him courageous: "I, I just want to thank you!" He said Said in a low voice, almost broken.

"Isn't it good to face the sun directly? Or go to the gate of the city lord's mansion?"

"The sun is too far away. After all, I can't see you at the gate of the city lord's mansion. I just... want to find a place that can be closer to you to thank you, say thanks to you, and pray to that stone slab. You're a lot closer!"

"Yes." "The sun is too far away, it is too conspicuous to go to the City Lord's Mansion." "It seems to be talking to you when facing the stone slab."

"Actually, I tried to confide my thoughts to the sun, but... But looking at the sun, I couldn't tell."

"I'm not very good at getting along with others. Only when I get here can I speak normally in the crowd."

Kunz gradually understood them, and the original dissatisfaction and hatred for iron and iron have dissipated a lot.He shouldn't be too demanding. People come here for different reasons, but as long as they are well-intentioned, it is a good thing.The debris of the scattered stone slabs on the ground flew up, red light flashed in the cracks, and the cracked stone slabs were placed on the stone platform again.

"If you are willing to come, then come. However, when you do something wrong, praying to the slate does not mean that you have redeemed your sins. Only accepting punishment is the only way to redeem your sins."

"Follow your will." As expected of the natives of the magical world, people who had never practiced responded to Kunz's words in unison.

"Even if you can escape the punishment of crimes in life, you will face the final judgment after death." Kunz thinks that this is also a good opportunity to advertise to the underworld.

People were stunned. Before that, the world after death they knew either dissipated or became wraiths. Only the most outstanding pious could enter the Kingdom of God. No one had ever heard of judgment.

They looked at Kunz, but Kunz had disappeared.

The sun is also rising at this time, and the time to gather for the celebration is approaching.

It has been several years since Monroe held the Sun God celebration in August. They broke with the Sun Lord first, and then their lord became the Sun God, but... the August celebration was automatically transformed into the Lord of Power celebration in other places, The celebration of the sun god is gone.Meng Luofei no longer believed in the Sun Lord in the past, and he will no longer believe in the Lord of Power.

Today, their August finally has a holiday again!

cough!Holidays are of course not important, what matters is the sun god in August, their god.

Although it took less than half a month from the issuance of the celebration notice to the start of the celebration, the parade committee still received a large number of applications for parade teams and floats, and the natives and players were half to half.

In this matter, players have an advantage. Needless to say, their imagination and vision far exceed that of the natives. They don’t even need to make special clothing, as long as they return to the state of Geji Geji, it’s OK.With just a yell, players with a unified style have completed their assembly.

But the enthusiasm of the natives made the players admire.

There are many people who quit their jobs and even put all the money they have accumulated so far to make floats, because they do it as a gift to the gods, not for fun.

Ask them what will they do after the celebration when they lose their jobs and savings?These people just smiled happily, expressing their belief that they would still be able to find a job in Monroe.

Kunz threw a huge fireball from the terrace on the second floor, and the fireball exploded into a dazzling flower that bloomed in the morning light.

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