People are in the Ark, I am the mastermind behind them

"You want to be the enemy of fate?"

The inner guard stepped forward slightly. He caught the fatal crossbow arrow with his bare hands, and then stared at the assassin in the distance with ferocious eyes.

The inner guard made a throwing gesture, and he ordered death, so the jet-black thorns pierced the assassin's chest, spreading blood all over the ground.

Taking this opportunity, Fyodor debugged the channel function and found that the interfered loudspeaker device had returned to work.

"Don't panic, your emperor is here!"

The brown-haired man raised his arms and shouted. His words were short, but full of majesty and power.

The fleeing crowd stopped. They looked around and found that His Majesty the Emperor was watching them. The assassins were either subdued or blended into the crowd and disappeared.

"Cavalry Guards, gather in formation to guard against attacks and maintain order!"

Fyodor issued the order. He was more concerned about the safety of the people than catching the assassins. He was afraid of a repeat of the stampedes that killed thousands in the past.

Chapter 69: That great era will finally come

Have you ever seen the warm sun rising in winter?Have you ever seen a sudden burst of light from the darkness?

Until decades later, when Ursus entered the Republic, those citizens who had witnessed Fyodor's heroic appearance were still excited, and they happily described the emperor's wisdom and prowess to their children and grandchildren.

In the huge square, the situation was as chaotic as a pot of porridge.The citizens wanted to escape desperately. The imperial troops and cavalry were cut off by the crowd and could not support them immediately. Assassins and guards struggled with each other, and explosions could be heard from time to time.

Until a voice appeared, everything became a foregone conclusion.

"Don't panic, your emperor is here!"

Fyodor's voice was loud and bathed in the sun. He was like a saint, making every citizen feel in awe.

As a result, the panic was contained, and one after another, the crowd stopped and looked into the distance, towards the carriage, and towards their emperor.

The emperor wore jet black robes, held a scepter, and looked at his enemies with contempt.

The patriots and followers were deeply affected. They felt that the gloom in their hearts had been swept away, and they felt inexplicably infinite power in their hearts.

Yeah, why are they panicking?His Majesty the Emperor is here, what can those assassins do?His Majesty the Emperor will lead them to victory.

These people subconsciously believed in Fyodor. In fact, the New Deal doubled Fyodor's prestige and the people were willing to follow him.

"For His Majesty the Emperor!"

A citizen yelled, and he threw himself at the noble who was fighting with the guards and held him down.

At the same time, although many people did not have the courage to fight the assassins, they silently made way for the soldiers to pass.

The cavalry near the square began to gather their formation. While they were alerting the assassins, they were leading the crowd to prevent possible riots.

As far as the eye could see, all the assassins were subdued, and this farce came to an end.

Fyodor put down his scepter, stepped out of the carriage, and looked a few meters away. There, there stood a human wall, a wall composed of infected people and ordinary people.

It was these people who blocked the first wave of attacks for Fyodor, blocking the Origin Stone bombs and crossbows.

They are Fyodor's staunchest supporters, and they are Fyodor's second sharp sword.

The emperor stepped forward in small steps and signaled the inner guards to put away their weapons.

After getting closer, Fyodor could see more carefully. He could see traces of the Origin Stone on these infected people. Many of them were injured and blood was flowing out of the wounds.

The infected lowered their heads and covered their wounds. They subconsciously wanted to stay away from Fyodor because they were afraid of transmitting the Originium Disease to their emperor.

"You...are all the proud subjects of Ursus."

His Majesty the Emperor's voice rang in the ears of every infected person. These infected people raised their heads, and their expressions gradually changed from fear to excitement.

In Ursus, infected people are looked down upon, they are gray animals, they have no human rights.After suffering from mineral sickness, their social status was completely destroyed.

How long has it been since they heard a word of affirmation?

Many infected people have their eyes wide open and tears streaming down their faces. They feel that even dying immediately is worth it.

If His Majesty can make the future of the infected brighter, then the sacrifice of the infected is not meaningless.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

In unison, they knelt down and paid the highest respect to the king of the empire.

Feodor felt that his heart became hot. It was far easier to stay with the people than with the nobles. He looked into the distance and looked at the fence, where there lay the body of an infected person. , that was the first whistler, Lev.

It was he who raised the alarm, who called on people to defend Fyodor.

While Fyodor was in a daze, the guards finally passed through the crowd. They came to Fyodor, and the leading officer saluted Fyodor.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, we have captured more than 100 assassins, and the soldiers are guiding the citizens according to your instructions."

Fyodor nodded, he had plenty of time to settle the scores.In the past, the late emperor had been assassinated hundreds of times. For Fyodor, one assassination was nothing.

"well-done"

"Now, take some of the people and put them in place."

Fyodor pointed to the kneeling crowd, his expression becoming serious.

"Don't embarrass them, don't use any tricks."

The officer was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

"Yes!"

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The next day, the assassination made the headlines in the Ursus Daily News. While the people of Ursus were shocked by the event itself, they were attracted by the human wall composed of infected people and ordinary people.

Even the harshest critics did not hesitate to praise them. They praised the courage of the Ursans. Many progressive writers used this as an example to convey a message to the Ursas: [Infected people are also human beings, and they possess every Ursus. All the good qualities that Sars citizens have].

However, Usas officials did not quickly erase the remarks of these progressive writers. Under the instruction of Fyodor, these remarks gained the soil to survive.

While ordinary people talked about it after dinner, the infected people in Xiacheng District were immersed in sadness.

In front of a newly erected tombstone, a dozen infected people lowered their heads silently. They saw Lev's sacrifice. Even though they did not know each other, they still pooled their money to buy a simple funeral for Lev.

They entrusted a black market middleman to dispose of Lev's body, and then bribed the administrator of the cemetery to erect an unnamed monument for Lev in the name of someone else.

From beginning to end, they did not know the name of the infected person.

There were slight footsteps in the distance. The infected turned around and saw a figure. The figure was completely dark and wore a ferocious gas mask on its head. He was an Ursus officer.

The officer held in his hand a bouquet of daisies, stained with dew, which Fyodor had picked from the garden.

"Don't be afraid, infected people"

The officer put their fears to rest. He came to Lev's monument and bent down to lay down the bouquet.

"May you rest in peace, noble one"

He lowered his head, his dark military coat fluttering in the wind.

The infected looked at each other, and they looked at the bouquet on the ground, with a handwritten note lying inside.

[Outstanding People of Ursus, Loyal Guard of the Emperor, Lev Merkel]

These infected people showed incredible expressions. They opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but they were stuck in their throats and could not say anything.

There is only one person in the entire Ursus who is qualified to give Lev this kind of evaluation.

The sun hung down, shining silently on the stone tablet, and the daisies swayed slightly.

Ursus, and its people, are about to enter a new era.

Chapter 70: The first step of deception

Dream, it’s that dream again, that dream chased by shadows.

The purple-haired girl opened her eyes wide, and she could clearly feel her own consciousness. She understood that what was in front of her was just a dream, and these scenes had been repeated thousands of times.

Sami is one of those places that defies common sense, let alone any way known to man.Its sacredness and distortion are spread throughout every corner of this snowfield.

"Come on, then."

Typhon held out his hand as if that would make him feel safe.In front of her, a twisted and strange dark shadow slowly wriggled.

It was a tentacle, a malice, a condensation of Sammy's deepest fears.Every creature standing in Sami has experienced this emotion unforgettably.It makes the Sami people revere nature and let them know how to survive here.

The expected terrifying scene did not come. When less than a foot away, the shadow stopped and the dream stopped.

"Ok?"

The purple-haired girl seemed to be aware of it, and she showed a somewhat confused expression.

Something that Typhon couldn't understand appeared in Typhon's dream.

Fire and ice, blades and phantoms.

A sense of sacredness spread in his heart, and Typhon felt that his consciousness was slowly sinking.

As a warrior and a true Sami, this girl had seen many secrets, but when she saw the scene in front of her clearly, she was still shocked and speechless.

There was light falling from the sky, wings were flying, mass and hymns were sounded at the same time, these sounds were spiraling together, like tens of thousands of people singing together.

Then, from the mountains, from the eternal home and holy place in the hearts of the Sami people, a figure walked down.

His appearance is majestic and unrecognizable, infinitely holy, infinitely vast.The snowflakes flying all over the sky condensed and turned into sharp blades, with flames wrapped around them and clinging to the tip of the blade.

Everything looked like in the myth. The figure slowly held the sharp blade, and then stepped forward. The ancient and profound evil was retreating in front of him.

The sharp blade penetrated the black shadow, the flame burned away the evil spirits, and the fear and powerlessness disappeared.

The purple-haired girl felt that her consciousness was being pulled. She saw the ice and snow melting, and the mountains were silent. In the end, Typhon turned her sights to the majestic figure.

He extended his hand to Typhon in a gesture of invitation.

"you···"

Typhon wanted to step forward, she wanted to know more, but everything had come to an end.

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The purple-haired girl woke up.

Typhon slowly opened his eyes and found that he was lying in the tree house without any demons or beasts around him.

Half a month has passed since that dream shared by the Sami people.The snow priests of several large tribes held a meeting and they interpreted this dream to their tribesmen.

The snow priest told the Sami people that this dream was a manifestation of the kindness and power of the Sami spirit, rather than a prophecy of doom and disaster, and most of the tribe believed it.

However, Typhon did not think so. She had seen the soil soaked in darkness and hunted her fellow humans who had resurrected from the dead.This girl confronts shadows and evil spirits. She is born to be the best hunter.

Typhon understood that disaster was coming, or in other words, disaster had already come.

The nearby cedar tribe was favored by Anma, and the candidate for the snow priest named Simona was also blessed by Sami.Sami's god began to push Sami's people forward.

Sometimes, Typhon also wants to get Sami's favor. In this hunt for evil, she must not lose.

The purple-haired girl sat up. She glanced at the black long bow hanging on the wall, then took a deep breath and prepared to start today's hunting.

In Sami, there is no clear sense of time.Typhon's sleep was very light. She took a nap when it was just dark, but now, the sky was completely gloomy.

The target of her mission is a giant horned beast that has been corrupted by evil spirits. In order to eradicate this threat, Typhon has followed its footprints for dozens of kilometers.

However, before Typhon was ready to set off, there was an untimely knock on the door outside the tree house.

"dong dong dong"

The knocking sound was light and rhythmic, not like the sound of wind beating against the door.

Typhon took off the long bow, then walked to the door, and she opened the door.

Wind and snow poured into the tree house violently, and the temperature inside the house suddenly dropped several degrees. Through the moonlight, Typhon could see clearly who was coming.

Standing in front of the door was a man of medium build and vague face. He was wearing Usas clothes and was not a Sami.

A few months ago, Typhon would not have looked down upon these Ussans, because those foreigners wearing military coats could only kill and plunder, and they were devouring the Sami land bit by bit.

But now, the situation is different. The new chiefs of the Ursas are trying to repair their relations with the Sami people. He has also signed an agreement with several Sami tribes to jointly resist evil spirits.

Based on this, Typhon believed that she could help the outsider if necessary.After all, Ursans are not all bad.

After seeing Typhon's appearance clearly, Lin He felt that the game's portrait was indeed too pale. This Sakaz girl was tall and had an extraordinary temperament. She was a good prospect worth fooling.

After winning the hard battle with [Men], Lin He realized that he should calm down and continue to collect CG to enhance his strength. On the other hand, he should also help the characters in Ark develop.

After all, Mr. Lin, you don’t want to face the demonic annihilation line alone, right?