Xingyue, another world recasts the glory of human nature

"You mean thing, don't you even understand etiquette?"

N'Zoth threw the heavy metal wine glass in his hand at the servant.

The wine glass hit the servant's face hard, leaving a bloody gash on his forehead.The servant quickly fell to the ground and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Master, please forgive me... I really have something urgent to report to you."

"Outside, those fighter slaves are rioting!"

Hearing this, N'Zos was stunned. In this moment of quiet room, he could indeed hear the roaring outside and the noise and commotion in the audience.

It was clear that something was wrong out there.

Slave riots are not uncommon, but they are quickly suppressed and quelled as soon as they occur. Therefore, riots that have truly reached a large scale have not occurred in the past hundred years.

'Why is it at this time...'

'Why those fighters...'

Several questions suddenly appeared in N'Zos's mind, but N'Zos quickly suppressed these questions.

The top priority is to quickly suppress the rioting slaves and never let the riot spread beyond the arena.

N'Zoth knew very well that even if the slave rebellion that had happened before spread, it would not be a big deal with the suppression of the Unsullied.

But now, most of the Unsullied in the city have been taken out by the city lord.The Unsullied, whose number is less than fifty, are absolutely unable to handle a large-scale riot.

After thinking about this, N'Zos no longer paid attention to the shivering slave lying on the ground, but turned to look at Bai Mang.

"Timothy, I need your help..."

Even the polite names among nobles were gone, and it was obvious that N'Zos was indeed anxious now.

In his eyes, Dimos, as a new noble, got involved in the business of the arena. He had some fighter slaves under his command, which could be used as a force to suppress those aggressive fighters.

However, N'Zos paused in the middle of his words, because he saw that 'Timothy' was smiling with an unknown meaning at the moment, looking at him with a smile.

This gave N'Zos a very bad premonition.

"Timothy, you..."

The next moment, Deimos stood up from his seat and walked quickly to N'Zoth.

N'Zos looked at the dagger stabbed into his abdomen in disbelief.The severe pain caused him to fall to the ground clutching the dagger.

"why?"

N'zoth asked Deimos in confusion, and the dagger accurately pierced his organs. Unless there were members of the Healing Church here, such an injury would be absolutely fatal.

"Did you cause this chaos?"

Timos's abnormal behavior made him subconsciously connect it to the chaos that occurred at this point in time.

But Deimos smiled and said nothing, as if he acquiesced in his guess.

N'Zos's face turned red. He could feel the life force in his body draining away, and his brain was gradually feeling dizzy.

"Are you crazy?!"

Before dying, N'Zoth asked Deimos:

"What can you gain from slave violence? Do you know the consequences of doing so?"

"When the city lord returns with the Unsullied, you will definitely die miserably. No, maybe before the city lord comes back, a slave master like you will be torn into pieces by the angry slaves!"

Seeing N'Zos glaring at him with resentment and confusion, Bai Mian walked to him in a hurry and pulled out the dagger.

"What can be gained from this chaos... If it is the slave owners of Xi'an, then what they can gain is awe and fear. It is the backlash brought by the evil order of Xi'an."

"If they are slaves, they can break free from the tangible shackles of this chaos, and what they gain is the whole world."

"If it's human logic... Starting from this chaos, in the collapse of Xi'an's order, we can plant seeds into this soil and truly take root in this world."

Bai Mao pulled out the dagger, hastening the passage of N'Zoth's remaining life.

"Look, of course I know what's going to happen."

"As for what you said...if the Lord of Xi'an City returns with the Unsullied, I will die miserably."

"The premise is that the city owner can come back in time..."

Just now Bai Mang had received exact information from the deity, and the battle had begun. The United Roman Infantry Regiment had met the Unsullied Legion in the forest.

"You are an obstacle... If you come forward, it may be because your remaining power can awaken the slaves' deep-rooted servility."

"So, I want to lend you your head."

With that said, holding the dagger, Bai Mang took another step forward and chopped off N'zoth's head cleanly.

Splashes of blood covered the face of the slave who came to report the news. This incident also frightened the slave out of his wits.

Holding N'zoth's head in one hand and looking at the trembling slave, Bai Mang sighed.

He closed his five fingers together and formed a hand knife, knocking the slave unconscious, and then his figure and face began to change, turning into the slave's appearance.

Bai Maang carried N'Zos' head and walked out of the room. The arena outside had already become extremely chaotic. Countless free people and nobles were rushing to leave the arena.

And slaves can also be seen here.

............

For Genis, the whole process from the beginning to now of this battle has been relatively smooth.After arousing the fighting spirit of several partners, Genis has completely made no secret of his wishes and purposes.Fight all the way out from the rest room of the arena.

They also met many slaves on the way, some of whom joined Genis's team, while a small number were afraid of such behavior and worried about the consequences of the agitation, so they did not join the team.

Gurnis didn't say much. As he said, this is a battle of choice.Everyone has the right to choose.

Everyone rushed to the kitchen of the arena, found some knives from the kitchen, and then tore down the iron doors and railings in the arena.With these things, this battle is no longer bare-handed.

After leading everyone into the arena, the order of the arena completely collapsed. It turned out that the nobles and free people wanted to flee out of fear.

Seeing this scene, the slave was stunned for a moment, and then cheered.

Yes, without being born noble and powerful, what is the difference between slaves and free people?

The cheers of the slaves began to change to a name, and everyone shouted the name of Gurnis.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

An excited but still rational fighter asked Gurnis.

"We must cut off the shackles on our bodies..."

The shackles on the slaves present originated from their masters.

The master of the arena, N'Zoth is Gynis's target.

But when everyone was about to rush into N'zoth's room in the arena, someone had already walked out with N'zoth's head.

Exactly the hundred appearances.

"N'Zoth is dead..."

Bai Mang spoke softly, looking at Genis, the leader of the team.

Looking at the faces, Genis understood something.

He took N'Zos's head from Bai Mang's hand, then raised his head and said loudly:

"Our shackles have been broken, so the next step is to cut off the source of these shackles. This is the source that binds all Xi'an slaves!"

Chapter 78 Egg

What is the source of the yoke that binds all slaves is Xi'an slavery, the order itself.

Order is an abstract concept, but it has its material representation.

The area where the nobles live in the inner city, the center of those nobles and Xi'an, the luxurious mansion built with the blood, sweat and everything of the slaves.

"City Lord's Mansion, move towards the City Lord's Mansion!"

Looking at Genis's back, all the faces merged into it.

A little spark has been ignited, although it is still very weak, but in this Xi'an full of firewood, as long as it is not organized immediately, it will turn into a prairie fire sooner or later.

"Let the wind come faster..."

Bai Mang recited silently in his heart, and his thoughts and will were connected to the remaining 88 personalities dormant in this city.

They may be slaves working hard outside the city, servants serving in noble families, or craftsmen producing goods for slave owners.

After learning about 'his' thoughts through the Secretary's Book of Cangzhi, they all started to take action.

What happened in the arena spread to every corner of the city at an extremely fast speed.

Also spreading are rumors that have been very popular in the past few months.

Rumor has it that there is a new order behind the Forbidden Land, which will bring stability and happiness, as well as liberation and freedom.With the opening of the Forbidden Land, this rumor became even more noticeable.

The invisible wind is blowing, bringing Mars into every part of the city.

................

The owner of White Stone City does not know what is happening in the city now.

He only felt that his hands and feet were cold. After leaving the battlefield, the shock and fear left before completely exploded.

The cavalryman who was originally chasing him had been left behind by the BMW on his crotch. In this confused state, Raff had only one thought in his mind, and quickly returned to his city.

Back in the city, he is still the master of the city.

Back in the city, he can still exist as a 'god'.

But when he entered the outer city in embarrassment, he keenly felt that something was wrong.

The slave who should have been kneeling on the ground to welcome his return no longer knelt on the ground, but stood looking at himself from a distance.

Even sitting on the horse, Raph could no longer look down at these slaves.

But when he entered the inner city, he found that the situation here was even worse. Riots and riots were taking place in the city.

There was no need to ask anyone. When he saw a slave shouting a name incomprehensibly, Raph knew what was happening in the city.

Slaves rioted in Xian!

Unlike the horror he felt after everything he experienced on the battlefield, Raph only felt anger now.

How dare these weeds and pebbles on the roadside...how dare they do this!

Raph subconsciously wanted to order the Unsullied to suppress, but he suddenly realized that the Unsullied had been abandoned by him on the battlefield.

When he realized this, Raph was confused for a moment.

And when he saw the slave who was supposed to be trembling puffing up his chest, and the slave owner who was supposed to be arrogant becoming timid, a kind of fear suddenly arose in Raph's heart.

This fear did not come from the terrifying army that appeared on the forest battlefield in the Forbidden Land, but from the posture of these slaves. In their eyes, the numb fire gradually replaced them.

Raph felt as if he had fallen down from the throne that dominated the life and death of slaves at this moment, and fell back into reality.

He is no longer tall, but has returned to his original appearance, a stooped dwarf.

The fear of this even exceeds the fear of failure on the battlefield and being chased by the cavalry.

He was unwilling to accept it and began to gallop on his horse in a panic, running towards the center of Xi'an City.

The closer you get to Xi'an's center, the more you can feel the power that Xi'an suddenly emerges at this moment.

This power has obviously never been seen before, but it suddenly burst out today.

Yes, this power has always existed, but under the shackles imposed by the Xi'an order, both he and the nobles in the city chose to ignore it.

But once this power burst out, the impact would make Raph feel extremely palpitating.

Raph rode his horse into the center of Xi'an, all the way to the city lord's palace.The City Lord's Mansion is still relatively stable, but one can still feel the terrifying torrent beneath this seemingly stable appearance.

Humans are complex creatures, especially in terms of emotions and thinking.

At least the City Lord's Mansion is still peaceful now. Being in it and sitting back on the City Lord's throne, at least now he can regain some feeling of being a 'god'.

When two different senses collided, Raph became distorted.

"These damn slaves, these damn weeds, these damn mud and stones, how dare you do this!"

But as he recalled everything he had experienced on the battlefield not long ago, he recalled the almost unstoppable slave uprising he saw when he entered the city.

In the end, the perception of reality prevailed.