Chapter 214 Please, tell me what you want (4k)
This is a difficult point.
The biggest difficulty in future foreseeable actions.
Because there was no large, organized army of angels at his disposal.
Most of the angels either died on the front lines or became the base of the erosion and transformation spell together with Randkil.
——At this time, even if Randekiel ran to the ground and raised his arms, he might not be able to summon three-digit angels.
And the contestants...
Yuan Qingzhuo rubbed his temple silently - as for the contestants of the Martial God Festival, due to what Rash had done before, it was completely impossible to gather them using the previous method.
Because of the previous explosion, the contestants' trust in this kind of thing that requires everyone to huddle together has dropped to freezing point.
Therefore, the only two sources of military strength were cut off.
As for giving chess pieces to ordinary people… chess pieces can indeed enable ordinary people to escape from the ordinary and enter the realm of the extraordinary.
But in the final analysis, an ordinary or exquisite chess piece will only send an ordinary person to the level of tin, or at most mercury.
Ordinary people who have never learned the techniques, have never undergone any quality training, and have never experienced life-and-death struggles will never be able to master them well, even if they possess true supernatural powers.
It's like a child who struggles to pick up a machete. Not only can he not hurt an unarmed adult, but he may also fall headfirst onto the blade and hurt himself.
With such a mercury level, any sliver of white iron among the contestants can beat ten of them.
So, there is no point...
Yuan Qingzhuo sighed slightly in distress and turned his eyes away.
Then he saw Andsia who was escorting the large group of refugees, and also saw the white-haired knight with a cold expression in the crowd, raising his sword and preparing to chop off heads.
No, sister, why is your painting style different from others?
Even in such a crowded passage leading from the outside of the city to the inside, people left a huge empty circle for this simple trial.
Of course, there were also many refugees with ragged clothes and sunken cheeks from hunger who stayed behind, all showing curiosity.
I can only say that it is human nature to watch the fun...
Yuan Qingzhuo sighed secretly in his heart, and then strengthened his listening slightly before looking away.
——The knight can also come up with some kind of judgment method, what an interesting woman...
——Not having enough manpower is a problem and a difficulty.
But it is not unsolvable.
At least, in this Martial God Festival, in this false Mercury sky.
Yuan Qingzhuo believed that if a small number of strong people could work together, it would definitely be more practical than letting the vast majority of small fry try to take advantage of the situation.
The number of contestants participating in the Martial God Festival auditions this time is far more than a hundred thousand... but there should be more than one fake Mercury Tian, so until now Yuan Qingzhuo has only seen about ten thousand contestants.
If we include those he has not seen, the number would at most increase fivefold.
And now about half of the contestants in the royal city have withdrawn.
In other words, the remaining contestants are probably only 10,000 to 20,000 at most.
Most of them are of white iron and mercury grade, accounting for at least 70%.
So, compared to this number that is enough to scare ordinary people, what about the quality of the strong ones?
Yuan Qingzhuo smiled.
Don't talk about him.
Just take the seemingly harmless warlock Vic who is also sitting in the sky - he alone is worth at least thousands, or even tens of thousands of ordinary white iron steps.
It's not just the simple addition of strength, but it takes into account all aspects that Vici can do.
Take building a city wall for example - even if there really were 10,000 White Iron-level contestants available for Yuan Qingzhuo to mobilize, building a kilometer-long city wall that was high enough and thick enough would not be an easy task.
No matter how well and perfectly planned it is, it will still take at least several days.
Not to mention where the raw materials will come from, the attitudes of the contestants will change over time...
But for Vicchi, this kind of thing is just a matter of one spell - if one is not enough, then two.
Veitch can solve this problem perfectly in just minutes - and the cost is just an extra meal in the evening.
Similar problems, whether it is infrastructure, trap construction, or other matters that require a lot of manpower, can be directly handed over to Vicchi.
They are all things that can be solved with a simple technique.
This situation may not be likely to happen to others, but it is commonplace for Vic.
Otherwise, where did the titles "Rorschied's Twins" and "Walking Great Library" come from?
Yuan Qingzhuo estimated that the combined knowledge of the techniques he, Rush, and Caroline knew was probably less than half of what Vic knew - the so-called specialization in skills was just like that.
As for Vic's unwillingness to become a civil engineer first and then a mobile artillery turret?
This one is simple.
Yuan Qingzhuo grinned, clenched his fists, then glanced at Vic who was concerned about his sister's situation, which made the other party feel a chill on his back.
Originally, I thought,
This may also be a kind of specialization.
"Now that we have decided on a general strategy, let's first estimate who we can 'win over'."
Yuan Qingzhuo stood up from the cotton candy-like soft and elastic technique, and many names skipped through his mind - these were the names on the list that Rush gave him before the auditions began.
There is no need to say much about Vina and Andesia.
Looking at their appearance, they would probably choose to stay here and do something for the refugees even without me.
Rather, they are now contributing to the resettlement of refugees - which also helps Yuan Qingzhuo solve a difficult problem.
This meant that Yuan Qingzhuo only had to go to the royal city to deal with those guys whose names had a long string of prefixes.
The two knights might still have concerns in this regard, but Yuan Qingzhuo is different. He can kill a hundred of them just by swinging a hundred punches.
As Vicchi said, if you can't reach an agreement through negotiations, then use your fists.
With Vina's presence, Yuan Qingzhuo believed that the other party would be able to recognize the situation.
And the rest…
Yuan Qingzhuo was shocked to find that, apart from these few "acquaintances", almost none of the remaining contestants whose names he could call out could help him in this regard.
The strong men in the same echelon were there before, but now they are nowhere to be seen - either they have chosen to enter the next round, or they have gone out to play in the wild far away from this crappy place called the Royal City.
It is impossible for Yuan Qingzhuo to lock the opponent's position from hundreds of kilometers away and run into the wild to capture them one by one - he is not a legendary figure, so this is a completely unrealistic idea.
"And... Gluttony?"
After pondering for a long time, Yuan Qingzhuo thought of the little girl who drooled whenever she saw him.
If it was her, then using her own blood as a bargaining chip should be enough to motivate them - the help they would bring would surely be beyond imagination.
But the problem now is that Gluttony never showed up from the beginning.
Yuan Qingzhuo even doubted whether she was staying in this Mercury Sky. In any case, Gluttony's help was out of the question for the time being... Besides, most of the colleagues in the cult could be trusted.
Except for some far-sighted people who are too far-sighted and unwilling to harm their own interests.
Or the Purifiers and Inquisitors who became jealous when seeing the Corrosion Species and continued to hunt in the wild, and the rest of his colleagues in the Royal City should respond to his idea.
The good thing about the cult is that when something really bad happens, you will never be alone, there will always be a bunch of stupid idiots around you and behind you who are willing to die with you.
"Let's get started."
Yuan Qingzhuo patted his cheeks, and finally sorted out the plan in his mind. Then he took a step in the sky, using the dual bonus of the technique and the will of martial arts to take a step of one thousand meters.
After just ten steps, they arrived above a prosperous manor covering dozens of hectares.
Yuan Qingzhuo lowered his head and could see well-dressed servants coming and going, including some knights who were wearing light armor and had reached extraordinary levels.
Even in this difficult situation, the Earl's life did not seem to be affected in the slightest.
"The Count of Iris... Is the flower a good flower, and the person a good person?"
Smiling, Yuan Qingzhuo lifted the spell.
So, he jumped down from a height of four thousand meters into the open space in the center of the manor.
boom! ! !
Before the patrolling knights could react, the figure from the sky had already slammed heavily into the ground paved with expensive stone slabs with a fierce flash of fire and a sound of friction.
The loud noise made the guards draw their swords immediately and face the open space buried by the sudden dust.
Rock slabs and sand flew high into the air due to the falling figure, and then fell back down like gravel thrown by a child, smashing into the carefully maintained flowers.
The largest rock fell from the sky, tearing through the dust, and was then steadily caught by a white hand that suddenly stretched out.
Then put it down gently.
"The guests are already at the door, and the host is not coming out to greet them?"
He asked softly, and what responded to him was the captain of the guards' cold rebuke.
Yuan Qingzhuo raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the tall, yellow-haired man.
——Captain of the guard, not an angel.
With the strength of the sublimation stage, wearing decent equipment and wielding decent authority, it's just barely okay.
——It turns out that not all the extraordinary people in Mercury are angels.
Come to think of it, maybe angels are quite powerful?
Or is it quite difficult to pass the exam, equivalent to the civil servant position on Mercury Day?
The brief thought ended with Yuan Qingzhuo ignoring it. He did not give the guards even another glance and just walked towards the closed door slowly but quickly.
"——Or is the so-called master just a rat that is afraid to see people?"
Amid the boy's teasing, the captain of the guards rushed towards him with a cold shout.
The next moment, the steel sword engraved with the blessing spell seemed to be about to chop Yuan Qingzhuo's head.
But faster than the captain of the guards' sword was the arrow of light that burst out from the house.
Snapped.
Yuan Qingzhuo raised his hand before the other party and tightly grasped the arrow of light that just reached the gap between his fingertips.
This is the first time I have seen such pure light and heat in a mere arrow of light...
I originally thought it was a small shrimp, but unexpectedly I encountered a big fish.
"An angel of the core-casting stage?"
"Hmm? You caught it?"
Inside the house, the angel with his eyes tightly closed frowned frivolously - he was not surprised that the light arrow was caught, but that the subsequent chain spells were not activated.
If activated, a light arrow will instantly multiply to hundreds and then engulf the opponent.
——This guy came only when he had finished his "mission". Did he want to pick peaches?
"Don't worry, Count. The other party is an alien like me."
The angel with closed eyes smiled at the nervous man, then stood up from the mahogany chair and smiled at Count Iris: "It won't be too late for me to talk to the visitor..."
Before he could finish his words, the expensive mahogany door that had been reinforced by magic was smashed to pieces by a punch, and then the punch hit the angel's face at no loss.
So, under the dull gaze of Count Iris, the six-winged angel whom he treated like a guest of honor smashed the entire high-rise building like a rag doll and flew backwards into the manor.
It was not until this second that the sonic boom of the punch and the disdainful words finally arrived...
"Talk about your mother's head - I am now going to clean up these so-called nobles and rich people. If you agree, get out. If you don't agree, leave."
There are spiritual fluctuations coming from afar.
Yuan Qingzhuo didn't care much either. Instead, he looked calmly at the man with the title of Earl and asked calmly, "From now on, your manor will be completely open to the refugees in the lower city."
Hearing this, the Earl's expression changed slightly. He wanted to stand up and say something, but he seemed to think of the angel who was knocked away by a punch before.
The Earl bowed with a flattering smile and said, "Sir, I think we can talk about this matter..."
"Talk?"
Yuan Qingzhuo asked again.
"Yes, regarding the issue of opening the manor, I can contact ..."
Before the Earl finished his Tai Chi, he turned into a headless corpse in gorgeous clothes.
The body fell straight down and hit the expensive wooden floor.
Yuan Qingzhuo withdrew his fist expressionlessly and shrugged to the side: "I told you long ago, talk about your mother's head."
The angel, knowing that he could not stop Yuan Qingzhuo from a distance, now stood aside. There was not a trace of blood or dust on his body, as if the punch just now did not break his cheek.
"I'm just one step away from getting that exquisite chess piece from Iris."
The ethereal voice echoed in the house, causing the blood to tremble slightly.
The angels are angry.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qingzhuo couldn't help but look up and asked, "Exquisite chess piece?"
Before the angel nodded and attacked, Yuan Qingzhuo conjured up a blue knight in his palm as if by magic and threw it to the angel as if throwing away garbage.
The angel's mouth opened and his eyelids trembled.
"It's just a delicate chess piece, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
——There is no need to waste time fighting a six-winged angel at this time.
Yuan Qingzhuo waved his hand: "Don't bother me anymore. Also, I am going to protect these refugees now. If you are willing to help, I can give you another exquisite..."
"It's a word."
The angel suddenly opened his eyes, and his clear golden pupils were filled with the joy of rain after a long drought.
Under Yuan Qingzhuo's stunned gaze, he smiled and said:
"Please tell me what you want."
(End of this chapter)
This is a difficult point.
The biggest difficulty in future foreseeable actions.
Because there was no large, organized army of angels at his disposal.
Most of the angels either died on the front lines or became the base of the erosion and transformation spell together with Randkil.
——At this time, even if Randekiel ran to the ground and raised his arms, he might not be able to summon three-digit angels.
And the contestants...
Yuan Qingzhuo rubbed his temple silently - as for the contestants of the Martial God Festival, due to what Rash had done before, it was completely impossible to gather them using the previous method.
Because of the previous explosion, the contestants' trust in this kind of thing that requires everyone to huddle together has dropped to freezing point.
Therefore, the only two sources of military strength were cut off.
As for giving chess pieces to ordinary people… chess pieces can indeed enable ordinary people to escape from the ordinary and enter the realm of the extraordinary.
But in the final analysis, an ordinary or exquisite chess piece will only send an ordinary person to the level of tin, or at most mercury.
Ordinary people who have never learned the techniques, have never undergone any quality training, and have never experienced life-and-death struggles will never be able to master them well, even if they possess true supernatural powers.
It's like a child who struggles to pick up a machete. Not only can he not hurt an unarmed adult, but he may also fall headfirst onto the blade and hurt himself.
With such a mercury level, any sliver of white iron among the contestants can beat ten of them.
So, there is no point...
Yuan Qingzhuo sighed slightly in distress and turned his eyes away.
Then he saw Andsia who was escorting the large group of refugees, and also saw the white-haired knight with a cold expression in the crowd, raising his sword and preparing to chop off heads.
No, sister, why is your painting style different from others?
Even in such a crowded passage leading from the outside of the city to the inside, people left a huge empty circle for this simple trial.
Of course, there were also many refugees with ragged clothes and sunken cheeks from hunger who stayed behind, all showing curiosity.
I can only say that it is human nature to watch the fun...
Yuan Qingzhuo sighed secretly in his heart, and then strengthened his listening slightly before looking away.
——The knight can also come up with some kind of judgment method, what an interesting woman...
——Not having enough manpower is a problem and a difficulty.
But it is not unsolvable.
At least, in this Martial God Festival, in this false Mercury sky.
Yuan Qingzhuo believed that if a small number of strong people could work together, it would definitely be more practical than letting the vast majority of small fry try to take advantage of the situation.
The number of contestants participating in the Martial God Festival auditions this time is far more than a hundred thousand... but there should be more than one fake Mercury Tian, so until now Yuan Qingzhuo has only seen about ten thousand contestants.
If we include those he has not seen, the number would at most increase fivefold.
And now about half of the contestants in the royal city have withdrawn.
In other words, the remaining contestants are probably only 10,000 to 20,000 at most.
Most of them are of white iron and mercury grade, accounting for at least 70%.
So, compared to this number that is enough to scare ordinary people, what about the quality of the strong ones?
Yuan Qingzhuo smiled.
Don't talk about him.
Just take the seemingly harmless warlock Vic who is also sitting in the sky - he alone is worth at least thousands, or even tens of thousands of ordinary white iron steps.
It's not just the simple addition of strength, but it takes into account all aspects that Vici can do.
Take building a city wall for example - even if there really were 10,000 White Iron-level contestants available for Yuan Qingzhuo to mobilize, building a kilometer-long city wall that was high enough and thick enough would not be an easy task.
No matter how well and perfectly planned it is, it will still take at least several days.
Not to mention where the raw materials will come from, the attitudes of the contestants will change over time...
But for Vicchi, this kind of thing is just a matter of one spell - if one is not enough, then two.
Veitch can solve this problem perfectly in just minutes - and the cost is just an extra meal in the evening.
Similar problems, whether it is infrastructure, trap construction, or other matters that require a lot of manpower, can be directly handed over to Vicchi.
They are all things that can be solved with a simple technique.
This situation may not be likely to happen to others, but it is commonplace for Vic.
Otherwise, where did the titles "Rorschied's Twins" and "Walking Great Library" come from?
Yuan Qingzhuo estimated that the combined knowledge of the techniques he, Rush, and Caroline knew was probably less than half of what Vic knew - the so-called specialization in skills was just like that.
As for Vic's unwillingness to become a civil engineer first and then a mobile artillery turret?
This one is simple.
Yuan Qingzhuo grinned, clenched his fists, then glanced at Vic who was concerned about his sister's situation, which made the other party feel a chill on his back.
Originally, I thought,
This may also be a kind of specialization.
"Now that we have decided on a general strategy, let's first estimate who we can 'win over'."
Yuan Qingzhuo stood up from the cotton candy-like soft and elastic technique, and many names skipped through his mind - these were the names on the list that Rush gave him before the auditions began.
There is no need to say much about Vina and Andesia.
Looking at their appearance, they would probably choose to stay here and do something for the refugees even without me.
Rather, they are now contributing to the resettlement of refugees - which also helps Yuan Qingzhuo solve a difficult problem.
This meant that Yuan Qingzhuo only had to go to the royal city to deal with those guys whose names had a long string of prefixes.
The two knights might still have concerns in this regard, but Yuan Qingzhuo is different. He can kill a hundred of them just by swinging a hundred punches.
As Vicchi said, if you can't reach an agreement through negotiations, then use your fists.
With Vina's presence, Yuan Qingzhuo believed that the other party would be able to recognize the situation.
And the rest…
Yuan Qingzhuo was shocked to find that, apart from these few "acquaintances", almost none of the remaining contestants whose names he could call out could help him in this regard.
The strong men in the same echelon were there before, but now they are nowhere to be seen - either they have chosen to enter the next round, or they have gone out to play in the wild far away from this crappy place called the Royal City.
It is impossible for Yuan Qingzhuo to lock the opponent's position from hundreds of kilometers away and run into the wild to capture them one by one - he is not a legendary figure, so this is a completely unrealistic idea.
"And... Gluttony?"
After pondering for a long time, Yuan Qingzhuo thought of the little girl who drooled whenever she saw him.
If it was her, then using her own blood as a bargaining chip should be enough to motivate them - the help they would bring would surely be beyond imagination.
But the problem now is that Gluttony never showed up from the beginning.
Yuan Qingzhuo even doubted whether she was staying in this Mercury Sky. In any case, Gluttony's help was out of the question for the time being... Besides, most of the colleagues in the cult could be trusted.
Except for some far-sighted people who are too far-sighted and unwilling to harm their own interests.
Or the Purifiers and Inquisitors who became jealous when seeing the Corrosion Species and continued to hunt in the wild, and the rest of his colleagues in the Royal City should respond to his idea.
The good thing about the cult is that when something really bad happens, you will never be alone, there will always be a bunch of stupid idiots around you and behind you who are willing to die with you.
"Let's get started."
Yuan Qingzhuo patted his cheeks, and finally sorted out the plan in his mind. Then he took a step in the sky, using the dual bonus of the technique and the will of martial arts to take a step of one thousand meters.
After just ten steps, they arrived above a prosperous manor covering dozens of hectares.
Yuan Qingzhuo lowered his head and could see well-dressed servants coming and going, including some knights who were wearing light armor and had reached extraordinary levels.
Even in this difficult situation, the Earl's life did not seem to be affected in the slightest.
"The Count of Iris... Is the flower a good flower, and the person a good person?"
Smiling, Yuan Qingzhuo lifted the spell.
So, he jumped down from a height of four thousand meters into the open space in the center of the manor.
boom! ! !
Before the patrolling knights could react, the figure from the sky had already slammed heavily into the ground paved with expensive stone slabs with a fierce flash of fire and a sound of friction.
The loud noise made the guards draw their swords immediately and face the open space buried by the sudden dust.
Rock slabs and sand flew high into the air due to the falling figure, and then fell back down like gravel thrown by a child, smashing into the carefully maintained flowers.
The largest rock fell from the sky, tearing through the dust, and was then steadily caught by a white hand that suddenly stretched out.
Then put it down gently.
"The guests are already at the door, and the host is not coming out to greet them?"
He asked softly, and what responded to him was the captain of the guards' cold rebuke.
Yuan Qingzhuo raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the tall, yellow-haired man.
——Captain of the guard, not an angel.
With the strength of the sublimation stage, wearing decent equipment and wielding decent authority, it's just barely okay.
——It turns out that not all the extraordinary people in Mercury are angels.
Come to think of it, maybe angels are quite powerful?
Or is it quite difficult to pass the exam, equivalent to the civil servant position on Mercury Day?
The brief thought ended with Yuan Qingzhuo ignoring it. He did not give the guards even another glance and just walked towards the closed door slowly but quickly.
"——Or is the so-called master just a rat that is afraid to see people?"
Amid the boy's teasing, the captain of the guards rushed towards him with a cold shout.
The next moment, the steel sword engraved with the blessing spell seemed to be about to chop Yuan Qingzhuo's head.
But faster than the captain of the guards' sword was the arrow of light that burst out from the house.
Snapped.
Yuan Qingzhuo raised his hand before the other party and tightly grasped the arrow of light that just reached the gap between his fingertips.
This is the first time I have seen such pure light and heat in a mere arrow of light...
I originally thought it was a small shrimp, but unexpectedly I encountered a big fish.
"An angel of the core-casting stage?"
"Hmm? You caught it?"
Inside the house, the angel with his eyes tightly closed frowned frivolously - he was not surprised that the light arrow was caught, but that the subsequent chain spells were not activated.
If activated, a light arrow will instantly multiply to hundreds and then engulf the opponent.
——This guy came only when he had finished his "mission". Did he want to pick peaches?
"Don't worry, Count. The other party is an alien like me."
The angel with closed eyes smiled at the nervous man, then stood up from the mahogany chair and smiled at Count Iris: "It won't be too late for me to talk to the visitor..."
Before he could finish his words, the expensive mahogany door that had been reinforced by magic was smashed to pieces by a punch, and then the punch hit the angel's face at no loss.
So, under the dull gaze of Count Iris, the six-winged angel whom he treated like a guest of honor smashed the entire high-rise building like a rag doll and flew backwards into the manor.
It was not until this second that the sonic boom of the punch and the disdainful words finally arrived...
"Talk about your mother's head - I am now going to clean up these so-called nobles and rich people. If you agree, get out. If you don't agree, leave."
There are spiritual fluctuations coming from afar.
Yuan Qingzhuo didn't care much either. Instead, he looked calmly at the man with the title of Earl and asked calmly, "From now on, your manor will be completely open to the refugees in the lower city."
Hearing this, the Earl's expression changed slightly. He wanted to stand up and say something, but he seemed to think of the angel who was knocked away by a punch before.
The Earl bowed with a flattering smile and said, "Sir, I think we can talk about this matter..."
"Talk?"
Yuan Qingzhuo asked again.
"Yes, regarding the issue of opening the manor, I can contact ..."
Before the Earl finished his Tai Chi, he turned into a headless corpse in gorgeous clothes.
The body fell straight down and hit the expensive wooden floor.
Yuan Qingzhuo withdrew his fist expressionlessly and shrugged to the side: "I told you long ago, talk about your mother's head."
The angel, knowing that he could not stop Yuan Qingzhuo from a distance, now stood aside. There was not a trace of blood or dust on his body, as if the punch just now did not break his cheek.
"I'm just one step away from getting that exquisite chess piece from Iris."
The ethereal voice echoed in the house, causing the blood to tremble slightly.
The angels are angry.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qingzhuo couldn't help but look up and asked, "Exquisite chess piece?"
Before the angel nodded and attacked, Yuan Qingzhuo conjured up a blue knight in his palm as if by magic and threw it to the angel as if throwing away garbage.
The angel's mouth opened and his eyelids trembled.
"It's just a delicate chess piece, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
——There is no need to waste time fighting a six-winged angel at this time.
Yuan Qingzhuo waved his hand: "Don't bother me anymore. Also, I am going to protect these refugees now. If you are willing to help, I can give you another exquisite..."
"It's a word."
The angel suddenly opened his eyes, and his clear golden pupils were filled with the joy of rain after a long drought.
Under Yuan Qingzhuo's stunned gaze, he smiled and said:
"Please tell me what you want."
(End of this chapter)
