Alien world

Chapter 1041 272. The Power of Misfortune
"what are you saying?"

Annan was inexplicably uncomfortable with it. The Iron Girl's tone before was not only cold but also indifferent. It had never been as gentle as it was now.

"Master Olme..." The Iron Girl recognized the voice.

No matter how slow Annan was, he realized that something was wrong. He touched his face and thought, oh, damn, I forgot to pretend...

Annan was terrified because he walked from the carriage to the dungeon with this face...

Fortunately, the Purification Court has been cleaned up and is almost entirely populated by our own people.

The Iron Girl looked at Annan: "I have seriously considered your proposal. It's not impossible..."

What proposal?
Annan thought for a moment before realizing that she was talking about sending to the wilderness to release doom.

"You agree?" Annan asked in surprise.

As for the Iron Girl's relenting, Annan thought that he had finally influenced her.

It's not always about looking good on yourself.

Could the priests of the Church of Doom be as superficial as the succubus?
"But do you really want to do this?" The Iron Girl whispered, as if considering Annan: "You don't like it here, do you? I can cause a lot of trouble to those in power..."

"I still say that civilians are innocent."

"He's such a pushover... but he's not annoying."

"Does releasing Doom require any preparation?"

"No need, as long as you take me where I want to go and take off my shackles..."

Annan hesitated for a moment and said, "I can let you go, but I have one request."

"what?"

"Let go of the Guardian Church," Annan said. "What they did was indeed a bit excessive, but their starting point was the same as mine, just wanting to protect innocent people."

"I promise you, but I have a request."

"You said."

Prisoners are not qualified to make demands, but Annan did not treat the Iron Girl as a prisoner.

"I'm curious about what you're going to do. Let me follow you..."

"You won't spread bad luck to me..." Annan hesitated.

"Controlling bad luck is our gift, just like eating, no one eats noodles up their nose."

That's because you haven't seen Martin. Annan thought to himself, "Okay, I promise you. Tomorrow... No, I'll send you out of the city later."

"How far does your bad luck extend?"

"Half the city will be shrouded in doom."

It's really scary... This is the era when the gods lost contact. If it were normal, wouldn't she be able to easily influence the entire city?

Annan got the map from Renato's confidant and quickly chose the place where the Iron Girl would release the doom - for example, a forest more than 50 miles away from the new capital.

The area is vast and sparsely populated, with only a few hunters active there, ensuring that it will not affect people.

The torture instrument on the Iron Girl is not made of ordinary material, so it cannot pass through the portal. Annan can only use a clumsy method and send it through by carriage.

Just in case, Annan personally escorted the Iron Girl.

After saying something to Renato, Annan handed the Purification Court over to Renato and left the city with his men.

Not long after leaving the new king, a ranger rode up to the carriage and said, "Sir, someone is following us."

The suburban slums are extremely chaotic, with death and crime occurring every day, but they don't dare to provoke the seemingly sophisticated Purification Court.

"Do you need help?" The iron girl asked, lying in a thick blanket to avoid being hurt by the bumps.

"No, they're just a bunch of idiots." Annan said nonchalantly, putting Lemon out to protect the carriage and letting his men get ready to act. "Remember to leave him alive. We'll raid his house when we get back."

The tracking bandits thought they had not been discovered, but as soon as they left the dirty outskirts of the new capital, they were rushed in the face by the soldiers of the foreign aid legion who crawled out of blood and fire. The battle ended so quickly that they didn't even have time to draw their weapons.

This group of people are actually death warriors, but there are too many ways to pry open their mouths in Allen Continent.

As expected, they were working for the nobles on the list and wanted to kill Annan while he was out of town.

"Just you guys?" His men twirled their daggers and sneered.

The assassins were unwilling to give up. Their leader was an elite, so even if ten professionals were not enough, they could still run away... Who knew that Olme would be so afraid of death that he would take ten elites out of the city...

"Remember the nobles behind them and kill them when you return."

"Yes." The subordinate agreed first, then raised his head, "Two, not one?"

"There should always be more punishment for disobedience."

If someone takes action, how can others not know? They are just watching.

If the assassination succeeds, they are safe. If the assassination fails, it has nothing to do with them... How can it be so good?

They hugged each other and even Renato had to give in, but Annan would bite them for no reason. By the time they reacted, they were too weak to fight against Annan.

It took them half a day to reach the forest. They asked the hunter for a map and told him that it would be better not to go to the forest in the next few days. Then they drove to a hunter's cabin.

"Just here."

Annan said, asking the Iron Girl if she would be affected by bad luck.

What if the Shack of Doom collapsed right after she released it...

"No. I will control you for a while after I remove the shackles. You guys hurry up and stay as far away as possible."

"it is good."

Annan asked the others to mount their horses, and he lit the stove first, then moved the Iron Girl to the ground where the stall was laid out, grabbed the shackles between her white ankles, and let Lemon shoot them off.

The torture device only seals the Iron Girl, but has no power to cause any external damage.

"Let's get out of here quickly..." Finally freed from the predicament, even Louise couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"be careful!"

Annan left a word and ran out with Lemon, quickly leaving the forest.

They ran out of the forest and looked back, and the forest was silent.

"It doesn't seem like anything?" muttered one of the men.

"Let bad luck fly for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of winter birds suddenly appeared in the forest. They seemed to be startled by something and fled in a panic.

The power of doom began to emerge.

Several falcons that feed on winter birds came over, but the flock of birds today was different from the past... They rushed around recklessly and were extremely impatient. Not only did the falcons fail to hunt, but they were also dizzy from the impact and fell headfirst.

It seemed as if some huge monster in the forest was startled, and the snow on the treetops fell off. Then a dragon roar sounded, which made the horses restless. A red dragon soared into the sky, chasing after the flock of birds, spewing dragon flames.

As the red dragon enjoyed its feast after waking up from sleep, it did not notice that its wanton dragon breath seemed to stir up the mist over the forest. They gradually condensed into a dark cloud, forming hailstones not much smaller than winter birds, which smashed towards the red dragon that was chasing the flock of birds to eat.

The red dragon flew around in the hail, spewing fire, trying to crash out, but it had lost its way and kept turning around in the range of the hail. Its hard scales were smashed into a bloody mess, and it fell into the forest with a mournful cry.

The dark clouds raged terrifyingly over the forest for a few minutes before gradually dissipating, leaving behind a mess.

Outside the forest, Annan and his men were stunned.

(End of this chapter)