Alien paradise

"I will give them a chance - a chance to make these thugs pay a reciprocal price with just a little courage."

The words of the divine messenger jumped into Enkui's mind like lightning splitting the dark clouds.

She saw that the guards' attention was completely absorbed by the gods and the riots in the cave camp, and they could no longer care about the residents watching in the outer circle.

She saw gangsters and smugglers running around, looking like a bunch of rats in a panic.

She saw that the company's escorts had also lost their former vigor. They were holding guns, but they didn't dare to point them at the gods. They wanted to leave, but they were afraid of being held accountable by their superiors, so they stood there for a while.

She also discovered that the gods surrounded by lightning in the sky had a bit of an angel in their movements and tone. Maybe the other party's appearance in the Acropolis is God's will.

If this is not an opportunity, then they deserve to be slaves of the company for the rest of their lives!

Enkui took two steps forward and grabbed the guard blocking the crowd. As soon as the latter turned around, he was greeted with a heavy punch.

After knocking the guard down, she picked up the opponent's musket and raised it high, "Now is the time, brothers! Let's go together!"

"Long live Paradise Teaching!"

"For the glory of the Lord of Paradise!"

Everyone tore off the cloth strips covering their sleeves, revealing their uniform red arm bindings, and rushed towards the astonished gang guards!

What Enkui didn't expect was that not only the guys she contacted in advance, but also many onlookers joined the team! Under her leadership, the tide of more than 400 people easily broke through the outer isolation line and poured into the execution ground unstoppably. At this time, the guards and gangsters who reacted turned their guns and shot at the crowd. Some people were shot and fell down, but soon others would fill the gap and continue to move forward with the crowd!

The fear that always existed in people's minds seemed to disappear.

"The enemies at the entrance of the cave have been cleared, prepare to cover my charge!" Zhang Zhiyuan shouted on the side of the cave on the beach while replacing the last magazine.

"I'm in position, come on!" Cui Zhenen and Zhou Zhi said in unison.

He ducked down and rushed out of the hole decisively, preparing to throw the grenade against the enemy's intensive fire. Although the host said that he could not change his body in a short time, Zhang Zhiyuan was still prepared to be shot. After all, there are a lot of gangsters in the camp. If you want to win with a small number, someone must make sacrifices. Only by breaking through this pass can the rapid-fire weapons of the other three people give full play to their firepower advantage.

However, when Zhang Zhiyuan really rushed out of the cave, he couldn't help but be stunned. The enemies guarding outside had fled without a fight, leaving only a pile of guns behind the layers of sand barriers. Looking to the west, I saw a large number of people rushing to the beach, fighting with the gang guards and supervisors... No, a more accurate statement is that the gangs wanted to escape, but were held back by the angry crowd. They did not have enough weapons. , using his fists, feet and teeth, he still beat the shit out of these thugs.

He realized that the battle was over.

Enkui had the same feeling as Zhang Zhiyuan. She found that those vicious security teams were not as strong as expected, or in other words... when all the neighbors dared to stand together and face the enemy's guns, their prestige no longer existed. . She even vaguely felt that even if the gods did not take action, even if there were no explosions in the camp, the more than 400 onlookers alone could achieve the final victory.

Enkui realized for the first time how powerful it can be when hundreds of people have the same goals and beliefs.

What if there are a thousand people?

What about ten thousand people?

The total number of fishermen, vendors, hunters, and craftsmen in the Acropolis is at least 200,000. How did they come to be ruled by the Phlogiston Company, which has less than a thousand people?

Perhaps the greatness of gods does not lie in how mysterious they are or how unfathomable their powers are.

It is enough that gods can guide confused people and connect the hearts of people who do not know each other.

When she strode onto the execution platform and scanned the beach and the cheering people from a high place, a sense of pride welled up from the bottom of her heart.

At this moment, the dark clouds have completely dispersed, and the bright sunshine shines on the earth again, illuminating the golden sand and stones on the ground.

"Sister, take this!" Mare separated the crowd and handed over the bloody flag in his hand.

It was their signal to rise, but in this moment it could also be a declaration of victory.

Enkui took the flag and raised it with one hand, letting the bloody cloth flutter in the sea breeze - "Long live the Lord of Paradise!"

Deafening shouts suddenly erupted from the audience!

"Long live the Lord of Paradise!"

"Long live Paradise Teaching!"

"Long live victory!"

Dozens of rays of light rose into the sky, converging into a vast and pure white light pillar, flying towards a dilapidated bungalow one kilometer away.

The abundant power made Chaoyang couldn't help but groan!

The already bottomed out willingness has rapidly increased, and far exceeded the highest level a day ago. A slight estimate is that there are three to four thousand, which is enough for him to arm a force that can compete with the company head-on. More importantly, there are more than twenty white threads inside, which means that someone has become a loyal believer of the Lord of Paradise and can continuously provide wishes for a long time.

"Mission accomplished, thank you for your hard work." Chaoyang sent a message to everyone.

"Hey, this is just what we should do." Zhou Zhi was the first to reply.

"You're welcome." Naruko Asahara bowed slightly in his direction.

"Are you tired? Let me rub it for you." Cui Zhenen smiled and walked towards Zhang Zhiyuan and squeezed his shoulders.

Although the latter did not speak, looking at the expression on his raised lips from the perspective of other players, it was clear that Zhang Zhiyuan was not averse to such a task.

Most of the people who rushed to the beach did not stop, but continued to run towards the cave camp. Similarly, when the workers who walked out of the cave were surprised to see that the family they had longed for was right in front of them, they were extremely excited. The tired body started running again. The two groups of people met each other and hugged each other tightly, adding a touch of warmth to this beach that was originally full of death.

"It seems that Vanrik Fish wants to see you." Elodie said.

Seeing that the overall situation was decided, she asked Coco Moqi to use the invisibility technique on herself and fly away from the execution ground in advance. After taking off her wig and putting on a black mask, she became the angel of the Paradise Cult again. When Elodie returned to the beach, everyone who had seen her waved to her, and Enkui and others also walked towards her with Vanrick, who was covered in injuries.

"You are me now, aren't you?" Chaoyang smiled, "Besides, when the atmosphere has reached this point, you can't refuse the other person's thanks."

"Not only did you do it, but you did it far beyond my expectations. Please forgive me for doubting you before. The fishermen of the Acropolis all owe you a favor!"

Enkui said excitedly as soon as they met.

Chaoyang could feel that there was a thread of will coming from her.

"I said that the Lord of Paradise never disappoints the people he protects. Now that Vanrik Fish has been rescued, the contract has been concluded." Elodie nodded and replied.

"Are you the divine envoy of Paradise Sect? About the same thing... I heard Enkui tell me." Vanrick pushed away the support of others and slowly stood upright with his own strength. "When we first met, I was Van Rijks. Please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the rescued compatriots.”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand.

Elodie shook hands with him generously, and at the same time looked at the appearance of this "Elder of the Fishermen's Sect" - although Van Rikke was nearly sixty years old, his body was quite strong, and the five fingers he held were calloused, firm and powerful. Not only that, his eyes were bright and sparkling, and they still seemed to be burning with blazing fire. He did not look like a widower who had experienced the pain of bereavement in his later years.

He wanted revenge, his subconscious was telling her.

This flame will never go out until the murderer is brought to justice.