Lord of terror

The two people from behind crawled out, their faces were terrified, their thighs were stained with blood, and one person was pierced through the sole of his foot.Three more climbed out, their faces were flushed, and their panic was more obvious.Then there were three more people. When he saw their faces, Baron Guise let out a scream. The guy's face was covered with large blisters, and his eyeballs were squeezed so hard that he couldn't see them. They opened their mouths. , There were also blisters in their mouths, which made them unable to make a sound, and could only lie on the ground and roll in pain.

There are two people left...but there is no movement in the big oven.

Everyone looked at the big oven. Apart from the sweet smell of biscuits, maybe it was an illusion, but they could also smell the aroma of roasted meat.The guards who were holding spears to prevent the slaves from escaping couldn't help but retreat. After retreating, they were worried that they would be reprimanded by the baron, so they stood up straight and looked at the baron.

Fortunately, not only did the baron not notice them, but the baron was also retreating - Baron Guise was not a brutal lord, and he had no special interest in human flesh.

"Cough! Pull people out!" Baron Guise ordered, "Don't let them die in it! How can you sell biscuits in an oven that has roasted human flesh!"

He roared, members of the guard, you look at me, I look at you, and after a long time, I pushed out the two unlucky ones.They are not knights, but ordinary guards. After being covered by the magic net, they have gained meager strength.But in order to increase strength, one must properly perform one's duties (the police, to be precise, Munro's duties are not under the laws and regulations).

But they... Of course they didn't, and sometimes they even violated their duties. Not only did some people's strength not be improved, but they were also sealed because of their incompetence.

——They also have the desire to improve themselves at the beginning, who doesn't want to become a strong person?But most of them have already been smoothed by life, not only unwilling to make a little effort, but even greedy for the benefits brought to them by the little power in the past, how can they be promoted?

The chosen ones cursed and walked towards the big oven with slow steps.

At this time, two people in the oven were still alive, and one of them was named Mikael.It is also rare to be able to have a name as a slave, because he was so cute when he was a child, and was even picked out of the slaves by Baron Guise at one point.Baron Guise did nothing to him, and even got someone to teach him etiquette so that he could be given as a gift when he grew up.

But after the age of 12, Mikael began to grow crazily. What's worse, he developed acne all over his face overnight.Baron Guise hesitated for more than a year, and found that Mikael's acne was really bad, so he bought him an expensive alchemy potion.But after drinking the potion, the handsome boy from a year ago was completely changed.

The alchemy potion perfectly repaired his skin, and did not leave any scars due to the acne. However, his face became longer and wider as he grew up. Although it was obvious that he was still a child, he was just an ordinary child. 12 The stunning youthful beauty before the age of [-] was completely lost.

And because of his elongated height, even with adequate nutrition, he is still skinny and ugly.

Baron Guise was almost insane at that moment, but... he just threw Mikael back into the slave group and didn't want to see him.

Mikael, who returned to the slaves, did not have a good life. The slaves used to be jealous of him, but now they despise him, and they are more happy to mock him and watch him suffer.However, Mikael finally had a few more years of abundant food and a few more years of education than them, so he was stronger than his peers.

After adapting to exclusion and bullying, Mikael grew up.Now Baron Guise has long forgotten that there is such a person as him, but his fellow slaves still habitually exclude and bully him.This time, he was the first to be driven into the oven.

When he had just climbed four or five meters, he could already feel the heat of the oven, and he shouted to push back.But the people next to and behind him pushed him inward, and he bumped into the heating plate of the oven, and he heard his flesh sizzling under the high temperature.

Mikael, who was resisting, kicked his companion in the stomach and strangled his neck, but the people behind him were still pushing him, and he couldn't turn around in the narrow space, so he could only be pushed further and further. deeper.

His companion did not move, and it was not known whether he had been strangled or roasted to death.

Mikael lay on top of him, unable to move.He still felt the pain, the heat, but... his body couldn't move.

Even though life is so painful, he still wants to live.

Is there a god... will he hear my voice?How did I forget?No god will protect slaves.So... what about demons?I want to live, live...

Why live?What do you want to do if you live?

In a daze, there seemed to be a voice asking him.

Ah... I don't know what to do?I just...wanted to see the sky again and smell the wildflowers...

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Mikael's ankle and pulled Mikael out of the oven!

The guard soldier who pulled out Mikael screamed for water as soon as he came out. Everyone else thought that Mikael was dead, just like the slave who was pulled out earlier - when the guy was just pulled out, There is only half of the skin left on the face, it must have been glued somewhere, and it was torn off during the pulling process.He smelled like roast meat, but even a hungry slave just wanted somewhere to vomit right now.

When Mikael was pulled out, half of the guy's face was on his chest, and it seemed that he was deeper into the oven than the other guy.

Baron Guise took two steps back trembling. He looked at the oven in horror. Now he finally knows how high the temperature of [-] degrees is.

"It's those guys who didn't make it clear, it's their fault." He muttered, looking around but couldn't find his eldest son-in-law, until he ran out of the factory, and found the fat man who was leaning on the tree trunk to vomit, "Dandy Smh! Go get an engineer! Go go! Listen, listen to them..."

"My lord! My lord! He's still alive... That slave is still alive! And, and he's fine! It's a miracle..."

"what?"

Mikael was sitting on the ground in a daze, while the others stood a few meters away from him in awe and horror.Mikael wasn't sure if he was really all right, or if it was just a dying hallucination.He glanced at the entrance of the oven, maybe in fact he was still cooking the last bits of his brain in there.

"Impossible!" Baron Guise shouted and walked in, "No god will protect slaves!"

"Not slaves!" Mikael subconsciously retorted, "We... are workers."

"Really? Then tell me, who is your patron saint?" Baron Guise put his hips on his hips mockingly.

"It's... a ball of fire."

"Fire? The Sun Lord?"

"No, he is...a spark."

"A single spark? What does that mean? Are you sure it's a god and not a demon? How could a god protect workers? It must not be a god, but—hiss!" Baron Guise bit his tongue On the ground, he bit his tongue, and blood even spurted out.

He didn't understand what was going on, and was about to curse, but felt his feet slip!He was clearly standing there, but he fell to the ground on a flat ground. His forehead was in extreme pain, and blood stained his vision all of a sudden.

Baron Guise lay there and did not dare to move. Although he did not know how high a hundred degrees was, he was indeed an educated person. He realized the reason for the bad luck that happened to him in a short period of time—— god!

It is very common to make fun of God verbally, or even weave God into some obscene stories, but there is a premise.Don't do that in God's presence!

In fact, gods are the same as lords and nobles. Leaders and even slaves will curse their masters in private, but doing so in person is courting death.

The god had just performed his miracle in front of them, and there was no doubt that he was still here.Baron Guise denied his miracles, and even believed that he was a devil rather than a true god, which was more serious than foul language.

"Wei, the great Sisi nucleus..." Baron Guise, whose tongue was injured, said inarticulately, "Look at your kindness, look at your good wolf..."

There are quite a few gods that I have never heard of. This should be a certain little god, right?Now that the magic net covers the entire world, because he failed to grab the position of a more respectable professional patron saint, he can only guard the slaves?While Baron Guise kept flattering the god, hoping that he would forgive him for his mistakes, he was still slandering inwardly.While laughing at this little god, he trembled at the other side's god.

Everyone prayed with Baron Guise, especially those slaves who also became workers.

Later Baron Guise rewarded Mikael with a bag of freshly baked biscuits - the ones that were baked with living people.

Baron Guise felt that they all smelled of barbecue, and this kind of biscuits could not be sold.He gave most of these biscuits to the guards, and the rest to Mikael.In any case, this slave is also a guy who has been favored by the gods.

But the other slaves, including several who were burned to varying degrees, got nothing but pain.

"Why you?" When being driven back to the slave's shack, someone asked with a painful expression on his face.

There is jealousy, there is resentment, but there is also a little more fear.After all, who would not fear God?

Mikael hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Because I have a clearer mind and stronger willpower."

"You are better than us?" The slaves snorted coldly. Those who didn't believe him thought he was deceiving them, while those who believed were full of jealousy. They ignored him and returned to the corner of the shack.

Mikael grabbed the small bag of biscuits and sat down in an empty corner.He did not deceive them, and that was indeed why the gods had given him protection.He buried his head in his knees to hide his smile.

But he was obviously laughing, but why was his knee wet with liquid?At this moment, he was finally no longer a helpless orphan slave, and he also had "parents" behind him.

Mikael was just one of the countless workers who got help that day. Besides him, the miners who were buried in the landslide in the mine saw the light, and he climbed out of the mine with the light.The female worker who was hunched over because of washing all the year round straightened her back.The beast that the shepherd encountered was burned from the inside into black coals...

A god called "Single Fire" was praised by countless people on the earth overnight.

Of course the main gods knew that this spark was the Sun Lord.

The main gods did not publicize this matter, and of course the favored ones would not say it either.

"It's not a good thing for a god to have two names. Different beliefs are likely to divide you." The Herrscher passed on the news of Ms. Libra. He seemed to be in a bad state. blue and black.

"I reserved this position for my father." Ms. Libra should have guessed that Kunz was ready to be honest when the other party had sincerely expressed an alliance with him.

"This is really... my lord is thinking about whether to leave a descendant." Herrscher smiled and froze. It seemed that he wanted to cough, but he suppressed it by himself, "I wish you success."

Herrscher closed his eyes for a moment, he let out a breath subconsciously, and his tense shoulders relaxed.This means that Ms. Libra has left.

Kunz realized that the man was probably in worse physical shape than he was letting on.

Lawrence opened his eyes: "After a while, you will probably face a young man. He lacks experience, and he may be a little ostentatious and overly proud. You can hit him as much as you can, but please give him two more Chance."

"...Are you going to die?"

"It's going to my lord's residence." Herrscher smiled happily.

"..." Kunz wanted to live a lot, but he couldn't express it.

"I know what you want to say. My position is replaced by a newcomer, and God's favor will also be occupied by a newcomer. After all, the future me will be a servant of the gods, not one favored by the gods. As for the living, they will be favored by the gods. But I am already very satisfied. I have monopolized the blessing of the goddess for hundreds of years. As an ordinary person, I am already satisfied. The goddess is powerful and beautiful. In the long time, He should also experience more brilliant beauty with freshness.

Please don't get me wrong, I'm not implying you anything, it's just my own idea, it's my understanding of happiness and love.

Everyone has a different experience with God, a different understanding of love, and a different life.Sorry, I'm leaving. "

Herrscher covered the blood from his nose, saluted Kunz, and left.

With the control of the power of the gods, Kunz knew that the Herrscher could still be saved.The favored ones survived by relying on the favor of the gods. As long as the favor of the gods is still there, even if they only have their souls left and their bodies have become ashes, (as long as the time of death is not too long) the gods can reshape their bodies for them.

Herrscher just endured a slightly stronger consciousness, and his human body began to collapse, but as long as Ms. Libra gives him enough strength to support him, he will be fine!

but……

Since they are called favored ones, when they lose their favor, of course they lose everything.

But Kunz was not qualified to ask the Herrscher, and even if he did, this friend would break with him instead.Everything is the choice of the Herrscher, and to him, this is the ultimate happiness in his life.

All Kunz can do is remember him, and then do what he should do.

Ten days after the first miracle of Spark, those who received his help, regardless of race, had a dream.In the dream, they saw a warm fire, and the light of the fire made them feel comfortable.There seemed to be a person sitting next to the firelight. Although no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't see that person, but they didn't feel scary. Instead, they thought that person was a friend or a relative. When they found out that they couldn't find it, they would subconsciously Sit down and listen to the man's voice.

Mikael woke up from his dream, he clutched his chest, feeling full of warmth.

In the dream, his god told him that although he was a slave, he was not humble, he was...a laborer.He feeds himself with his own hands, he is innocent.And nobles are not noble, the original intention of nobles is not to trample on others, but to protect.

Mikael once heard the legend of the Great Seal, and Baron Guise would always say, "The ancestors of the nobles saved all of you, you should be grateful! If it weren't for us nobles, you would have been the shit of the devil!"

Mikael didn't feel anything about Baron Guise's words. He even thought about whether working for the devil or being eaten by the devil is much more straightforward than the current life.

But God told him...he really should thank those noble ancestors.And those people gave everything, not for their descendants to become a group of animals.

In the dream, Mikael even saw the memories of long ago, the real experiences of the heroes who fought against the demons.Even the "nobles" do not have much better food and clothing than ordinary people, but when the hideous figure of the devil appears, they will rush out to fight the devil first, but let the ordinary people flee.

They are real heroes, and their descendants are just maggots lying on the corpses of their ancestors and growing themselves fat.

However, the inequality is already there, as long as the great seal is still there, even with the power of the magic net, they cannot resist.

Be patient for the time being, slowly accumulate strength for the time being, and wait for the day when the great seal breaks.

Kunz opened his eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Workers on a large scale are different from teachers in the sense of Monroe. Kunz is sure that Monroe's current teachers are a group of outstanding, child-loving, and true educators.There are even some people in Meng Luofei's official team who are just chasing after power, but there are absolutely no teachers.Even though their current knowledge is not enough, they are all working hard to grow.

Kunz entrusted his power to them without any extra words, and these people will definitely use their power in the most appropriate place.Even Kunz's strength system for the profession of teachers needs to be improved by them.After all, Kunz himself has only been a student, not a teacher. They know better than Kunz what teachers really need, or what direction teachers need to correct.

But the workers... The workers in this world, except for the workers in Monroe, are indeed slaves.In fact, even if it is Monroe, look at the miserable enrollment rate of universities now.

When Kunz was at Blue Star, he saw a passage, "What do you think slaves desire most, is freedom? No, they want a good master more. If that master can turn them from slaves to overseers, then It's even better."

Give them the power directly, and the slaves who are not qualified workers will probably be the first to fight.Half of the people feel that if they have power, they are no longer slaves, and they can treat slaves like an overseer.The other part is to protect fellow citizens.

After the research, the first thing Kunz has to do is to choose some "pioneers" who are clear-headed and strong-willed.In fact, he did not choose it on his own initiative. After connecting his second identity to the magic net through Ms. Libra, Kunz has already established contact with many "workers".

The rules of the magic net determine the target he points to. In the future thousands of years later, those who become professionals will naturally have the power prescribed by their profession. Everything is a law.But now, as a god, Kunz can interfere with this.Those slaves with weak mental will were directly skipped by him-in the collective of slaves who have been starving for a long time, this represents tens of thousands of individual slave workers, often only one or two Qualified.

After the spirit is qualified, the next second pass is the moral pass.

That is to say, today's deeper understanding, of course, Kunz did not choose Flawless.Being a slave, having lived a miserable life, would be impossible without resentment.But if the soul is full of resentment, violence and madness, it will not be the object of Kunz's choice.

For the next third step, more people are needed to help. Some of Meng Luofei's teachers have already started preparing for it a few days ago.

Mikael thought that the next meeting with God would be ten days later, but when the next night fell, he had just fallen asleep, and he had already received God’s favor again—he was sure it was not a dream, although the scene changed, from The dark wilderness with only one bonfire turned into a bright and clean strange street, but the warm feeling here is the same as yesterday.

"Go forward, someone is waiting for you."

This voice is also the familiar voice of God, but...

"you?"

God didn't answer Mikael, he could only go forward, the street turned into green grass.He had never seen such a grassland, it was not high, but dense, clean as if it had just been washed by rainwater, and it was so green that it was eye-catching.A woman in a long yellow dress was sitting on the grass. He had never seen such a beautiful woman, and she was clean, even though the dress didn't look gorgeous, but...

"Ah! I..." Mikael felt a kind of shame, he shouldn't appear in front of such a woman, he felt that his existence was an offense.But he couldn't move back, he only moved half a step, and he felt as if his back was stuck against a wall.