Help, they came out of my dream to catch me!

Chapter 225 Gradually Becoming Ruthless...

"Dad, I'm so cold."

"Stay strong, Sante, the Valkyrie and her flame apostles will come to rescue us soon. They will help us destroy the monsters outside the town, and give us warm food and warm clothes."

In a small town covered by ice and snow, a father and son huddled their shoulders, leaning against the last bit of charcoal that was about to burn out in the fireplace.

"But Lord Valkyrie...will she really come?"

The boy raised his head suspiciously, "I heard yesterday that Uncle Borg next door said that she is actually putting on a show and doing these things to buy people's hearts. She lives in a super super big palace and eats delicious food that we can't imagine. She In fact, they don't care about the lives of us people at all..."

"Sant, don't listen to his nonsense, he is just jealous that the Valkyrie has a better life than him, and thinks that the Valkyrie should be covered in slush and messes, dusty, with scars and marks after the battle, like this To prove her selflessness and greatness, the Valkyrie has saved so many people, isn't she worthy of having a palace?"

The father hugged the child and said in relief:

"Don't think too much, what we have to do now is to have hope, work hard to survive tenaciously, and wait for the day when Lord Valkyrie and her apostles arrive."

"Well, I see, Dad. Wait, Dad, listen up!"

The boy in his arms suddenly widened his eyes in horror, "That voice...is a monster! The monster rushed in! Dad, run!"

Snapped.

What little charcoal was left went out.

The bloodless and ruthless ice and snow monsters brutally slaughtered all the creatures in this town.

"Father, why did the monster rush into the town, Lord Valkyrie...hasn't come yet?"

"Dad, Uncle Borg, Aunt Susan, and... you, why is she... still not here when everyone is dead?"

"Hope...wait...haha, it really is a joke."

"Dad, I'm here to accompany you...Dad..."

The boy had no expression on his face, and walked through the ruined town like a walking dead.

His expression was numb and his eyes were cold. Although he was still alive, he was completely dead.

The monster wielded its sharp and cruel claws and tore the body of the last survivor of the town to pieces.

It was the day when another heavy snowstorm fell in the Northland.

Countless civilians in the Northland died under the cold blizzard and the brutal massacre of countless ice and snow monsters.

Teresia alone has no skills, even with the Ember Organization and other psykers recruited and dispatched from the Lingsi Group, the Northland is so big that they can't save everyone.

The catastrophe heralded the impending recovery of the Ice King, and the catastrophe cost many more lives.

This disaster not only highlights the strength and fear of the Ice King from the side to everyone in the North, but also sets off Theresa's powerlessness and weakness in the face of such disasters.

She is a burning flame, a blazing fire, and a light that brings hope, but she can't even solve this disaster perfectly.

The Ice King has not yet fully awakened, and you seem so stretched. Can you really defeat the Ice King and melt the ice and snow covering the Northland?

Once confidence is lost, the contradictions will suddenly magnify.

There are more and more complaints against Valkyrie, and rumors and undercurrents are becoming more and more widespread.

You still don’t forget to enjoy yourself while fighting on the front line. You live in a big palace and are extravagant and extravagant. Do you know that many of us live precariously without enough food and clothing?

You say you are saving the Northland and everyone, but who knows if you are using this to establish your prestige, suppress opposition forces, amass money wantonly, and use the excuse of crusade against the Ice King to bring all the psychics in the Northland under your command and create benefits? What about the group?

You are so powerful, and you have a cloud of elite soldiers and generals. In the end, so many places were affected by disasters, and so many people in the Northland died innocently. I don't believe that you really can't save them. You must be there when everyone is suffering. Busy enjoying the beauty brought by power, too lazy to put on a show, right?

Some gossip was so bad that even Xia Ming couldn't bear to listen to it, but Teresia didn't care about it, and there was no sullen and angry emotion on her face.

"I have already said that I will fully cooperate with my actions, and there must be no sneaky, slick, and slow-moving actions, but those wastes still allow such rumors to disturb the morale of the army to spread widely in the Northland."

Teresia put down the knife and fork slowly, swallowed a small piece of steak in her mouth, and sneered at the corner of her mouth.

"After so long, my brother and Luge should have helped me select a successor from the company who can take over those trash."

She gracefully wiped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel, and casually threw the confetti into the trash can.

"Then these non-recyclable wastes should also be burned by flames."

puff.

A fire erupted out of nowhere on the ball of paper that fell into the trash can, and was quickly burned to ashes.

In the fourth city.

Bang bang bang!
The executives of the various departments of the Lingsi Group and the heads of the various subsidiaries suddenly widened their eyes in horror, and exploded on the spot like fireworks.

The red flames bloomed and burned, devouring their ugly bodies and sinful souls.

Teresia texts Tried and Ruger.

"I don't want such rumors to disturb the morale of the army to appear again in the future."

A large-scale arrest and punishment operation was staged vigorously in City No. [-], and quickly spread to the entire snow field.

Teresia issued a death order, and those rumormongers and rumor spreaders must be severely punished.

In such a special period of panic, she didn't want anyone to hold her back.

Even if not for herself, for the warriors and soldiers who fought with her, she could not allow them to be slandered.

Her methods were too rough, but she didn't care one bit.

She suddenly felt that what Rose said before was right. In this world with psychic powers, the strength and power of the superiors no longer come from the endowment of the people at the bottom, but from their own extraordinary and strength.

It is the vast number of civilians who rely on them to survive in this troubled world, rather than them exploiting and plundering these civilians to forge a strong self.

That being the case, what do these civilians think and think, and what does it have to do with her?
She doesn't care at all.

She has become more and more selfish and indifferent. In the eyes of the followers around her and the soldiers fighting on the front line, she is still such a bright and blazing flame.

Even if some of the ways of dealing with things are a bit extreme, it must be because she is too young and not smooth enough.

And this kind of sharpness, this kind of innate domineering, isn't it more attractive and involuntarily wanting to follow?
Teresia now doesn't care about all the reactions from the outside world. She only has one goal in her heart, and she only believes in one thing.

Killing the Bing King, ending fate, freeing himself from this so-called responsibility and mission, and living a happy and simple life with Xia Ming and his family.

For this reason, she will use the sword and fire in her hand to wipe out everything that dares to hinder her and stand in her way.

(End of this chapter)