Chapter 3099 Chaos and Order

It's not that I underestimated Xi Lan and felt that he didn't have that ability, but Xi Lan sincerely didn't want to be friends with the apostle, and even revealed in his words that working with the apostle was like trying to get skin from a tiger.

In fact, this resistance comes from the hatred and fear of the apostles deep in his heart, or in his bones.

Because Xilan and the others were young when they first came into contact with the apostles. Although their worldview was gradually taking shape, it was still not stable and mature enough.

But what matches their immature and stable characters is their powerful strength that stands at the top of mankind. Even Xi Lan admitted that this statement is doubtful and exaggerated, but the word 'powerful' is well deserved. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been named the 'Four Swordsmen'.

Being young and famous may not only bring flowers and blowing kisses, but also difficulties and premature death that may occur at any time.

Compared with those fallen geniuses, Xi Lan is very lucky, or very lucky.

But compared to other adventurers of the same age who are quite powerful but not famous, he is unlucky.

In the Screaming Cave and the others, not only did his friend's girlfriend die there, his friend was seriously injured and frustrated, and even he himself was seriously injured and almost died.

Fortunately, the follow-up support troops arrived in time and the priests were strong, so the three seriously injured among the Four Sword Masters were able to save their lives.

oh? You ask who is not seriously injured?

The sword master who was not seriously injured was naturally the most optimistic among the four sword masters, Bwanga, who was known as the blunt weapon expert.

The reason why he was not seriously injured is said to be because he was the only one who was not controlled by Shilok's negative emotions.

I remember that in the consciousness space, I personally experienced Shilok's negative emotions. Negative emotions such as coldness, madness, irritability, anger, hatred, etc. were intertwined together to form a torrent, which made the entire consciousness space tremble.

If Di Ruiji hadn't taken control in time, the entire consciousness space might have completely collapsed.

Oh, by the way, I remember who Bwanga is. He seems to be the leader of the Bantu tribe. His territory was once invaded and threatened by the ice dragon Skatha. Later, he contacted a group of adventurers and brought Skasa was defeated, but with Skatha's death, another wave of disaster broke out - the blood in Skatha's body was an extremely cold, colorless torrent, rolling down like a river bursting its banks, breaking mountains and rocks along the way, Rush towards Bantu territory.

If the deputy chief hadn't calmly and decisively ordered the entire tribe to withdraw from the Wannian Snow Mountain, the Bantu tribe would have disappeared forever into the dust of history after this catastrophe.

By the way, to this day, the Bantu tribe has long disappeared from the dust of history, but it was not that they were exterminated. Instead, after the melee period began, the Bantu tribesmen, under the leadership of the new chief, participated in the melee, conquered cities and territories, and established It belongs to the Bantu people's own city and country and has been established for a long time.

However, after all, the Bantu tribe is a small family, and the country they established is only above average. After several horrific invasions and anti-aggression wars, they gradually fell apart. In the end, the tribesmen fell apart and integrated into different countries in batches. .

The fire of the race has been preserved, but the glory of the Bantu people no longer exists.

To this day, even if historians follow the ancient ruins and find the descendants of the Bantu people, they may not know the truth about the family.

Back to business.

After finding the hotel, the Blue Witch continued to lie lazily on the bed, and Tuotuo also slept in the temporary nest. One person and one dog seemed to have traveled a long distance, but in fact, I was the one driving the car. Blue Witch was responsible for eating and watching the scenery, while Tuotuo was responsible for sleeping in the back seat, drooling all over the floor.

After leaving the hotel, he walked to the street, avoiding the adventurers who were fighting while being wary of possible surprise attacks.

Fortunately, the adventurers in this town are different from the adventurers in the previous towns. At least they are not the red-eyed or irrational ones. They only attack those who are hostile and avoid those who are not hostile. There are even many adventurer groups who deliberately The fact that the civilians were dispersed before the war was much better than the first town.

I also appreciate their move very much. After all, innocent people are the foundation for promoting the progress of the town and the basis for providing them with food, drink and diarrhea. As for their real enemies, they are the adventurers of other organizations.

When adventurers fight against adventurers, even if they beat them to a bloody head or leave corpses everywhere, they will only be treated as predators of the weak.

An adventurer would be ruthless towards ordinary people, especially innocent ordinary people, even if they only kill one.

After buying breakfast, I returned to the hotel. There were fewer adventurers blocking me along the way.

I was also lucky enough to watch the melee all the way.

I have to say that this kind of melee mode that does not affect civilians and passers-by really makes me feel very novel.

After breakfast, I ran downstairs out of boredom, leaned on the counter, and chatted with the front desk.

There was a young lady at the front desk, about thirty years old, very talkative.

Since there were no other guests in the hall, the young lady told me while eating the melon seeds I brought, "This is the rule issued by the higher-ups."

"Above?" I pointed to the top of my head and wondered, "How high is it?"

The young lady looked around and lowered her voice: "The city lord's order."

"Not an apostle."

I'm a little disappointed.

But it makes sense.

Apostle, a god-like existence, how can he care about trivial matters in the world?

"Hey, those apostle masters don't bother to care about us common people," the young lady said disdainfully, and spitted hard. The melon seed peels flew out like dead leaves in the wind, drawing a line with only a curvature, and landed on it. ground.

"That's right." I nodded, threw a melon seed into my mouth, and hummed, "I feel the same way."

Then, I lowered my voice and said: "But our city lord is very courageous. The towns I passed through were in chaos, let alone the common people. Children are at risk of being hacked to death. You Tell me, what can such a big kid do? Isn’t this crazy?”

As I spoke, I gestured with an angry expression on my face.

"Who says it's not the case?" The young lady snorted and said, "I'm lucky to live here. It wouldn't be the same if I were in another town."

"Hey" I sighed, feeling quite moved, and shook my head, with a melancholy look on my face: "I wonder when this chaos will end."

"Just wait." The young lady threw away the melon seed skin, took out a handful of melon seeds again, and ate them slowly: "There seemed to have been many similar turmoils before, and each time they lasted for a long time. It is said that the longest It lasted for several years, who knows how long it will last this time, just looking at the situation, it won’t last more than a year and a half.”

While she was talking, she pointed to the door and whispered to me: "Did you see it? Did you see it? Another one was chopped to death. Hiss, it's bloody and bloody. It's really painful."