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Chapter 812 What is the world now

The thick dark clouds overhead, which obscured the vast sky, twisted and flowed, as if colliding with the tops of the tall and mighty hard rock barren mountains in the distance, although silent, there seemed to be an invisible dull pressure that shook the cold wind and howled the four fields, constantly hitting the cold heart of the Farymouth in the prisoner car.

The cold wind 'swished' across the thin bushes on the mountainside, making them sway and struggle with difficulty, clinging to the ugly rocks everywhere with their dry roots, trying to avoid the fate of being scraped off the deep cliffs!

How enviable~~ In the steel prison car, Falimouth, who was forcibly taken to the chain of the constant anti-demon field, grabbed the cold black iron cage with his dry and thin hands that were cracking day by day, and tears of defeat unconsciously shed in his sad eyes: At least they are still free, and they still have the right to fight, and what about me? I was betrayed by those high-ranking people with such a heavy sentence. I didn't do anything wrong! Why do you want to treat me like this?!! this is the injustice of fate! Why is this fate?!! what is the way of the world now?!

He cried and struck the damn chains to no avail, but instead attracted more than a dozen men outside to wave the black and heavy iron rod and scold and scold: "What are you knocking?!

Clothed in prison clothes, Falymouth sobbed bitterly and bowed his head to nibble on his cold and merciless bread, and the thought of the spells he was proud of in the past were also crushed by the anti-demon field in the chains around him, and the thought of himself, who had once been respected, was now locked up like a wretched creature in a sturdy and tough prison car, to be looked down upon and scolded by men. Suddenly sorrow came from it, more and more tears rained down, and a little bitterness finally wet the dry and cold bread, so that this ruthless thing finally showed a hint of emotion - although it was only an uncomfortable taste.

"Cry you, mom, size!" The dozen or so men outside the prisoner car grunted more and more dissatisfied: "I'm still crying after eating so well, what kind of world is it now! These are the most fucking hard things to serve." You can't beat them, you can't punish them, and you have to listen to them muttering and complaining all day long. My ears were calloused. ”

The Farymouth in the swarthy cage trembled angrily, and couldn't help but tremble and said: "I was wronged! I'm like this now, and you're still gloating?!" But seeing those few people sneering, "dang, dang~~" knocked on their plates, they came over and sneered: "What are you yelling about? You see what you eat, it's all fine bread! There are raisins on it! What about us? Only this kind of inferior product! If you look at what you are wearing, it is still a cotton cloth with good texture, and it will be good for us to wear linen." You're still not satisfied?! You're still comfortable in the car all day long, and we're going to escort you all the way, are you a prisoner or are we prisoners?"

Falimouth said fiercely: "This is what they are deliberately torturing me! But they deliberately made me lose a qiē magic, and let me blow cold wind and mosquitoes along the way! This is his deliberate revenge on me, to vent his anger on me, an innocent person. I was really wronged!"

The man who was carrying the old sword outside sneered again: "You still have a chance to be wronged by others, how many people in this world don't even have the chance to be wronged!Oops~~ Do you know how many people have died in this barren mountain? Hmph, people don't even have a chance to be wronged." Have you ever heard of the famine in the kingdom of North Sensano in the east? Oh, they're all about the same as us. Maybe the next time we have a famine here, it will be our turn. Either you mages and nobles will be left behind and starved to death in the ravine, or you will become the legendary undead. He looked up to the sky with more emotion than Plymouth and sighed: "Alas~~~ the will of the gods, who knows what is going on? Today is safe, who knows what will happen tomorrow~~hmm?~~ Hey! Look what is flying over there?!!"

Far low in the air over there, a group of sturdy bipedal wyverns flew in!!

When seven or eight majestic two-legged wyverns used their thunderous and ferocious momentum to scare away the chaotic people, they landed next to these prisoner carts with a loud 'whirring' sound, and from these vicious beasts floated down were several medium-sized mages in tricolored robes and holding hideous staffs.

The sturdy door of the prisoner's cart was opened by a series of 'squeak~~ya~~', and Falimouth was the first to be brought to them: "It's a full-fledged mage, it seems that he has committed some kind of crime and has been sentenced." Hey, is it a strong woman, a corrupt person, or a summoning demon and plotting against a colleague?"

Seeing that each of them was not kind and not loyal, Farymouth instinctively said cautiously: "I made a small mistake, and then I was framed for making a big fuss." Several dragoon mages on the other side who were implicitly arrogant and murderous snorted and laughed, "It's another one who doesn't want to tell the truth." Okay, we understand. We've only passed by occasionally, and we've only said that you've been sentenced to a heavy sentence, and your life is probably over. Would you like to go to Queen Shakespeare in the north and live a new life?!"

Queen Shakespeare?!That~~ Isn't that the Divine Red Dragon Queen of the Mith Kingdom?!Farymouth was stunned and said: "Where to go to her? She only rules a small country, and I heard that the laws and regulations there are strict, and ordinary people have a hard time." Where to go for a future?"

Several mages with unkind faces suddenly laughed and said, "You don't know the current shape, Queen Shakespeare is recruiting troops in the north, preparing to capture several small countries around and seize more minerals." Now is the time when she is willing to spend money! Look at you, what are you eating, a few broken breads! If you don't follow us, do you want to be caught in prison and eat bread for the rest of your life?

Falymouth's heart moved slightly, but he was still very reluctant to say: "But ~~ I heard that the people there are very evil, but I'm afraid that we won't be able to please us if we go." What's more, I only know fourth-order spells, and my strength is really not very good. If you are not careful in war, you may die. It's still a bit hanging. It's not as good as ~~"

Before he could make a request to release himself, a mage on the other side who looked like a bandit leader came over and reprimanded us loudly: "Why mother-in-law? Don't you want fame and wealth? What if they are evil? I don't care if they are evil or not, I just care that someone is willing to spend a lot of money to use us, and someone is willing to give us opportunities and status! As for strength, strength can be improved in a way." ”

Farymouth snorted lightly in his heart, squeezed out some smiles on his face and said, "It's been five or six years, and I haven't seen any improvement." How can people like us be promoted so easily. The mage who looked at the bandit leader on the other side raised his sturdy right hand with black gloves and said in a deep voice: "There are ways to improve yourself everywhere, it depends on whether you are willing or not!"

As he spoke, he pulled off his gloves violently, revealing a clawed hand that looked like a demon's thick hand! It was as if he had stomped off the devil's arm and installed it on his own! There was even a faint strange smell! It was terrifying, and his teeth chattered slightly.

Seeing Fallymouth's frightened expression, the leader smiled and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a demon. It's just demonization, and having a certain devil merge with us, with the help and supervision of the god Tiamat, can greatly enhance our abilities. Let's intensify certain spells. I used to think like you, just a lonely and nameless, high-ranking craftsman who helps others make things all day long, and has no hope of getting ahead in his life, not even my children and grandchildren! Fortunately, I met the powerful and majestic god Tiamat, under the care of the divine power of the gods, I fused with a dinosaur, although only a small part of the fusion, but I can already cast a 6th order fire spell, enough to dominate everyone! Think about it, when you have this ability, you become on an equal footing with the viscount or even the earl, You've got a lot of money!"

Falimouth just hesitated and said: "This~~ Is this really good, don't skip words." Then he was taught by the other party: "What is the world now, do you still care what others say? Have people cared what you say? No matter how correct you say, you are still wronged? The strong are stronger! Use every method to improve yourself! You follow the rules, when will you be able to improve? Especially your 'Arcane Federation'. Do you think the rulers in the Guild are good things?!Do you think they are good teachers and seniors?!Phew! They are the biggest merchants! In addition to trying to loot money, you are trying your best to make your lower class have to fight for them. Your life or death, your future, is nothing of to them. For them, your prominence threatens them. It's no wonder that they don't do everything possible to deceive you and suppress you! I'm not afraid to sue you, I used to be a mage of the Arcane Federation! I thought there would be a bright future and a beautiful promotion waiting for me, but as a result~~ After years of struggle, I found out that those so-called beautiful futures and promotions were just dreams that fooled me! People like us can't be promoted in their lifetime, and they can only be their followers for the rest of their lives! It's just that I saw through these damn things and resolutely left. Do you want to work for them all your life, don't skip words.

Seeing the cold eyes of the few mages around him who were not like good people, people did not dare to object. Coupled with the resentment of his own stomach, he finally nodded in agreement. When the chains of the anti-magic field on his body were cut, a burst of magic of 'enduring the environment' returned to him, and he suddenly felt a sense of coldness, and his body was as warm and comfortable as a spring breeze.

This is the superiority of the mage! I've had enough of the damn days of starving and cold winds like civilians. Don't live like that again. They are right, only by improving myself can I deal with those enemies in the open and in the dark, and only then can I keep my spells and status!

He clenched his fists and followed a group of mages who might have been robbers, stepping onto the imprisoned and fierce two-legged wyvern and flapping its wings. In the raging wind, the ambitious self encouraged: "No matter what happens in the future, you must be strong in the face! I want to live, I want to get what others can't! I want those bastards to pay!"

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