Flying thousands of meters high in the sky, the strong wind blows against your face.
With the sky full of stars above and lights below, Zhang Yang forgot to be proud for a moment.
Because he finally knew what Zhao Xianyu had done in the past two thousand years and where his confidence came from.
Except for the deliberately lit forest fires, within hundreds of miles of sight, the lights were as dense as stars.
What does this mean? It can only mean that the population is prosperous and the materials are abundant, so Zhao Xianyu has enough energy to invade other worlds, so he still doesn't worry about anything happening to his hometown after leaving only one divine descendant.
A huge population is the strongest trump card.
And when the population grows, society becomes stable, and civilization progresses, even if he brings back the revenge army of earthly wood demons, it will actually have little effect.
Half an hour later, Zhang Yang landed quietly, but it was still a densely populated place. He could only use the darkness to hurry on. He did not encounter any blockades by the army or any checkpoints along the way.
He could easily escape thousands of miles overnight.
But this made Zhang Yang really despair.
Because the prosperity of Zhao Xianyu's human kingdom exceeded his imagination.
He was not sure where he was yesterday, but he didn't see Storm City after taking off. Now he has traveled nearly 1,500 miles westward, but along the way there are still large areas of farmland, quiet villages, and prosperous Small towns, fortified castles, huge cities.
This frightened him more than Zhao Xianyu's men sending a hundred thousand troops to hunt him down. Yes, it was frightening.
He would rather have an army of 100,000 chasing him so that he can still have the fighting spirit!
But now, Zhao Xianyu's human kingdom has obviously prospered to a certain extent, with a population of at least tens of millions, rich products, and firm beliefs. How can this war be fought
Therefore, Zhao Xianyu has nothing to worry about. He doesn't even need to urge his men to hunt him down. He just lets Zhang Yang do the work. How long will it take for him to cut off the roots of Zhao Xianyu's belief
Are these tens of millions of people going to be massacred
"I have already lost the mission of Salted Fish Terminator!"
Zhang Yang stood on the broad road and said slumpedly, saying it to himself, but also to the village founding order and the civilization he protected.
As a result, there was no response to the village building order.
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.
"Actually, I still have a chance. As long as I do whatever it takes, within a year, I can turn this fertile wilderness into a monster. I can use magic words to directly affect these ordinary people."
Zhang Yang looked at the farmers who came out to work early in the fields with a gloomy expression.
An alien version of a demonic crisis, how simple—
Otherwise, the village building order and the will of civilization (let’s put it this way) would not trigger the side mission of the Salted Fish Terminator.
"But I am not Zhao Xianyu, so I choose to give up this mission!"
“I’m human and I always need to do something and something not to do.”
"It's better to go back and fight Zhao Xianyu on the front battlefield. At worst, we can rely on the level 6 royal city to defend it."
In just a few breaths, Zhang Yang had already made a decision, but at this moment, he heard the sound of a bell coming from a village next to the road. Hearing the sound of the bell, the farmers who had come out to work early started to They were stunned for a moment, and then they all hurried back to the village.
Zhang Yang looked at it in surprise, and suddenly stopped a farmer carrying a hoe and asked in the language of this world: "What happened?"
The farmer looked at Zhang Yang with suspicious eyes for a while, but he was not afraid. He just said impatiently: "Your Majesty, how do I know, but something big must have happened. Foreigner, I warn you not to make any bad ideas. The knights under Master Fat Pig will show you what awe is with their fists."
"Your Majesty, I swear I was just passing through."
In an instant, Zhang Yang had a new idea, just because of the farmer's mantra, "The king is supreme, shouldn't it be to say good day to the king of God or to praise our Lord?"
The farmer ignored him and returned directly to the village. Zhang Yang did not follow him. He just found a big tree and quietly released his soul force field, which instantly enveloped the entire village. Not even a mosquito could escape his control.
He 'saw' a crowd gathering in front of a house, talking a lot, and the place where the bell rang was in the northernmost part of the village, in a small manor with a two-meter-high stone wall, so this was the property of the fat pig man. territory
But it's interesting that this chubby old man is actually a super.
"Your Majesty, don't let me know who is doing this, I will break his legs!"
The fat pig man obviously didn't know what happened. He hurriedly changed his clothes and pinched the passing maid. After provoking a burst of cute laughter, he rushed out with five fully armed knights.
Zhang Yang's "eyes" arrived at the scene one step ahead. There was a corpse here, a middle-aged man, hanging upside down from the eaves, with a frozen expression on his face full of horror.
"Your Majesty, what is going on?"
Mr. Fatty Pig finally arrived.
"Sir, Old Anke found this poor guy this morning. His throat was cut, all the blood was drained from his body, and then he was hung upside down here."
one of the knights replied.
"Well! The way he commits this crime is a bit like a believer of an evil god causing trouble, but he can't escape my lord's punishment! Have everyone been summoned?"
Mr. Fatty Pig asked roughly.
"Sir, all the villagers are gathered here."
"Very good. I'm pretty sure that the murderer is among you. Do you want me to find you out personally, or do you have to stand up on your own? This way you can at least die in a dignified way."
Mr. Fatty Pig’s thinking is also very crude.
Zhang Yang watched with interest, but in his heart he checked the word evil god.
The enemy of the enemy must now be a friendly force.
At the scene, the villagers were silent, but not very scared. Apparently this kind of thing happens often.
A few seconds later, an extra talisman appeared in Mr. Fatty Pig's hand. It looked familiar. It was produced by Zhao Xianyu again. It must be - retreat.
Without saying a word, Zhang Yang withdrew the soul force field and fled ten miles away. After about ten minutes, he released the soul force field again. Well, he could still catch up with the second half of the drama.
The villagers were already smiling, and the children were looking curiously in a relaxed atmosphere, because the murderer, oh, the evil believer of the evil god had been found.
One - a girl.
She was tied to a stone platform, which was already dark and filled with firewood.
"Is this really what heroes think the same way?"
Zhang Yang looked at the girl. Her face was very pale and her eyes were frightened, but she did not cry. Could she really be the murderer? Or did Mr. Fatty Pig just point it out casually
Also, why are the followers of the evil god always girls? Why not change the routine
"Maybe it's because girls are the most curious about their psychology, or readers like it the most."
Zhang Yang muttered, but did not miss any details.
If the girl was wronged, he probably wouldn't take action. If she was indeed a follower of the evil god, he would definitely take action.
And he most likely believes that the truth will be infinitely closer to the former.
"Priest of the evil god, ugly degenerate, heretic, you dare to appear in my territory and kill my villagers. According to the laws of the empire, I have the right to sentence you to death!"
Mr. Fatty Pig announced quickly, while the villagers looked at him with different expressions. Even the girl's family just stood there sadly, silently.
"My Lord, please grant me courage and strength. Fire cannot burn away my devotion to you."
Just as she was about to light the fire, a string of soft words suddenly came out of the girl's mouth. Others could not hear it, but Zhang Yang heard it clearly.
What the hell
He is really a believer of the evil god.
"Bang!"
The flames ignited, and Zhang Yang's soul force field instantly enveloped him. At this moment, he sensed that there was really a faint ray of divinity responding to the girl's prayers.
But she was too weak, so weak that she couldn't even comfort her, let alone save this girl from the fire.
The flames were raging, but the girl couldn't feel the slightest heat because of Zhang Yang's intervention, so she instantly became excited, thinking that the god she believed in had really appeared.
The flames burned rapidly until the wood burned out, but the girl tied to it was still unscathed.
At this moment, beads of sweat oozed out from Mr. Fat Pig's forehead, and all the villagers watching seemed to be under a restraining spell.
Terror reflected in their eyes.
So Zhang Yang decided to add another fire, a just-right soul shock, making everyone unconscious.
The evil god must appear and have the ability to intimidate.
Can these hundreds of villagers in front of us be cultivated into believers? We don’t need integrity, just general trust.
Zhang Yang decided that he would cooperate with this evil god.
Cutting off Zhao Xianyu's foundation does not necessarily require the massacre of tens of millions of people.