The Harriman Mountains still silently and resolutely guard the mission of the Night God, isolating the ferocious and warlike nomads from the mountains.
Eternity and hundreds of years of war have not changed it one iota.
Just like the outpost town of Angelo, located under the mountain road, it is as dilapidated and chaotic as ever.
Except for desperate bandits, only refugees who have lost their land are willing to come here to try their luck.
Every time a Prairie God believer wearing feathers and holding a scimitar crosses the Harriman Mountains, the little wealth that Angelo has managed to accumulate will inevitably be sifted away by the scimitar like a comb.
However, in recent months, the important town of Angelo has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Above the dilapidated outpost town, a huge and mysterious magical creation that was extremely incompatible with Angelo was suspended.
It is so huge!
So when it floats into the sky, Angelo has one more dark day every day, at noon, lasting for an hour.
The townspeople call it: Xiaoye.
The God of Dark Night transformed into a mercenary and came to this town, which was nominally part of his mission area, during the small night period.
Looking up, the sun's rays were completely obscured by the huge pyramid, and the whole town fell into darkness and... strange excitement.
Yes, it's lively.
The rays of light that did not seem obvious during the day looked so dazzling under the shadows.
Like a fire of hope.
"You haven't seen it before, have you, young man? This is our only one, Angelo."
A somewhat proud voice sounded in the ears of the God of Darkness.
He followed the sound and saw an old man in ragged clothes with a proud look on his face.
"It seems that the old gentleman knows a lot about it?"
asked the Night God.
The old man looked the God of Darkness up and down with disdain, and said: "You are looking down on me, old man? Although I am illiterate, old man, I am not deaf. How can I not know about the Internet news broadcast every day? There is no Internet news broadcast. , I’m not blind either!”
When the old man said this, he rolled his eyes and changed the subject: "Hey, you just came to Angelo, right? Old man, I have lived here for seven or eight years. I know a little bit about every household. Don't believe me. , even the barbarians over the mountain, I have a way, as long as 300 Internet coins, I guarantee that you will become a local pass in three days."
Ha, it turns out that this old man took the initiative to chat with the God of Darkness, but he was promoting himself.
"Really? Then accompany me to visit Angelo. If you accompany me well, you will be rewarded."
The God of Darkness chuckled and threw away a roll of Internet banknotes.
The old man quickly took it, opened the Internet skillfully, scanned it briefly, and after confirming that it was real money, he suddenly smiled.
The two entered the town. Unexpectedly, the small town of Angelo, which was rumored to be dilapidated, actually exuded a sense of prosperity.
Outside the shops on both sides of the town's main road, various neon lights shine. Against the backdrop of the small night, they not only cover up the simplicity, but also highlight the prosperity.
"I heard that Angelo is not giving birth. What's going on with these beams of light in the sky?"
The God of Dark Night asked casually, a trace of astonishment flashed deep in his eyes.
The reason why he agreed to cooperate with the Internet God and open Angelo to the Internet God was, in the final analysis, to use the Internet God to fight against the Prairie God.
The only value of this town that changed hands repeatedly to him was just a whistle for early warning.
Opening up to the God of the Internet not only results in no losses, but can also leverage the God of the Internet’s prestige to scare the God of the Grasslands and make them dare not act rashly.
At the same time, seize the opportunity to legally possess Angelo.
What
Is this luring a wolf into the house
Haha, his missionary area has long been infiltrated into a sieve by the God of the Internet.
It should be understood that his ability to occupy this mission area was not so much his power as the acquiescence of the Carman gods.
Just use him to act as a buffer zone between the prairie gods.
And his Kingdom of Eternal Night, which is located in the far north, can just attack the east and west and contain the grassland god.
This is a pit.
But for the sake of Seiran, he still jumped in.
For this he paid the price of never extinguishing the flames of war.
In order to fight against the grassland god, he hired the fourth natural disaster. It was this fourth natural disaster that penetrated into his mission area silently.
You must know that the fourth natural disaster is not just for people living in the virtual world, a considerable number of people also live in reality.
They cooperate with each other to form an intricate chain of interests.
The fourth plague is their military guarantee.
They... have also become free agents of the Internet God.
Thinking of this, the God of Dark Night could not help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart.
"Hey, you don't know anything about this. Let me ask you, who are the people who can come here?" The old man reached out and chopped his own neck: "Tell me, these people have their heads pinned to their waistbands. How can people not have something good in their hands?"
"In the past, these good things were either difficult to sell and could only be sold at low prices; or they were too hot and could only be kept. Now, with Internet shopping, hey, there are buyers all over the world, so you should take the opportunity to sell them at a good price. ! To tell you the truth, there are more new faces than familiar faces in the town recently, and they all come here, and there are also some second-rate dealers who come here specifically to buy goods! "
After the old man finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if this thing could come earlier! But it's not too late now."
The God of Dark Night was shocked when he heard this, and became even more angry: "Come earlier? Huh, without the God of Dark Night nodding, the God of the Internet dares to set up a bird's nest here?"
"Young man is a believer of the God of Dark Night? Don't blame me for being harsh. Barbarians come here every year to fight the autumn wind. Every time the guards in the town take the lead in escaping, it is the guards built by the merchants who lead everyone to avoid the barbarians. The God of Dark Night is so powerful, why don't you see him come out? Guan Guan? You can’t even stop a barbarian, but you still want to stop the God of the Internet? It’s a joke.”
The old man looked disdainful, showing no intention of offending the followers of the God of Darkness.
Such is the magnanimity of God, the God of Dark Night was almost furious when he heard this.
He glanced at the old man. The old man's crotched palm in his sleeve was holding a pistol with a magic bullet in the gun.
Obviously this is what the old man relies on to speak freely.
In other words, how many of the Yi Yu generation can survive in a place where there has been a long war
"It seems that the church in this town should be replaced by the God of the Internet!" A smile appeared on the corner of the God of Dark Night's mouth, and his heart felt like falling into an ice cave.
The reason why he paid a private visit to Angelo incognito was actually to gain a deeper understanding of the express sorting center and penetrate into the mission area.
If the situation is promising, maybe he will open more cities.
If something goes wrong, the consequences are obvious.
Now the homeless man's words made him feel bad.
"Don't!"
The old man raised his hand:
"I am actually a believer in the dark night... don't believe it, right? Believe it or not, it's up to you. Although the god of the dark night is bad in every way, where is the pure land in this world? Kvir? Haha, I heard that Kvir has so many rules that are scary. , there are appraisal doors everywhere, and you can only buy long guns. Anyone who buys a small one will be immediately arrested and put in jail. Old man, I can’t adapt to that life. At least I can sleep peacefully next to the dark night church, right? ?”
The God of Dark Night, who was already murderous, was suddenly stunned when he heard this.
"Young man, I guess you are going to scold me as a false believer again. Stop scolding me. I recognize you. I recognize them all. I will believe in anyone who is useful!"
The old man grinned and said something that was definitely blasphemous in the Kingdom of Eternal Night.
But these words made the God of Darkness tremble all over.
There was a vague realization in my heart.
"Let's go, the old man will show you the Angelo Intelligence Center. There must be something you want there."
"Oh, you know what I want?"
"I don't know, but I see that although your clothes are simple, the fabric is not woven. You are dressed as a mercenary, but you have a certain air of dignity. The old man has seen this kind of air in the magician master in his life. You come here, you definitely want it." If it’s not wealth, then what’s left is self-evident.”
The old man smiled and said, proudly saying, "I've seen through you a long time ago."
The God of Darkness, who was awakened by the old man's words, smiled and said: "The old man has good eyesight. Come on, let's drink and chat."
"Hey, why is that a place for you to drink?"
"The alcohol bug in your belly told me."
An old man and a young man smiled and entered the only tavern in the town side by side.
The tavern is not big, but it is packed with people.
The smell of wine, sweat, and cigars... all penetrated the nose.
All kinds of virtual screen lights are piled up, making it dazzling.
The drunken and cowardly curses;
the whispers of second-hand dealers;
There were also a few barbarians mixed in, speaking in incomprehensible dialects and slang.
Various sounds converged into the unique noise and bustle of the tavern.
The old man and the God of Darkness ordered two glasses of wheat beer and found a corner to sit down. They were about to talk, but suddenly there was a sound of curses coming from the tavern.
"Damn it, you Poseidon-less bastard, I think you are jealous of Internet shopping! Go to your uncle's business trap, who are you scolding?"
The angry curse caused countless people to applaud crazily. They were not applauding this man for his injustice, but applauding him for his disrespect and insult to the gods.
It is clear that basic respect for the gods is lacking here.
"Look at the article, what is it about?"
The man who was yelling angrily in front of him zoomed in on the virtual screen and shouted loudly, attracting countless people in the pub to watch.
"What the hell?"
"What are you writing? Read it for me."
The tavern suddenly burst into cheers.
The God of Dark Night glanced at the drunken man who was enjoying the attention of all the people, and opened the Star Network interface with a thought in his heart.
I saw a large number of articles criticizing Internet shopping published in Xingwang News. I don’t know when.
[Beware of the commercial traps of Internet shopping!]
[Internet shopping is increasing the commercial advantage of Parkville and destroying industries in various countries.]
[sad! The advent of Internet shopping has accelerated the process of the multiverse becoming a raw material supplier for the Internet God’s mission.]
[Internet shopping is strengthening the control of Internet finance, and the god of the Internet is also controlling the world through Internet finance.]
Titles like these are everywhere.
'Oh, you can't sit still so soon? This offensive is too desperate. 'The God of Dark Night looked gloating.