I Am the God of Games

Jem's operation was naturally noticed by Xi Wei.

His comment on this is "Grass (a kind of plant), I didn't expect you to answer quickly."

Indeed, although Xi Wei had high expectations for the believers of his players, and felt that the mountain lord and the group of salted fish mountain people would definitely not be the opponents of his believers, but the premise of the game was whether the opponent could capture the elf unification truth. country, that is, Tianya City.

If the other side became shameless, and one or two random people boarded Tianya City, saying that they had captured the true kingdom of the elves, and then invited the weaver of the earth veins to "justice", then Xi Wei would only suffer from being dumb.

But the King of the Mountain is still a god who shows people a positive image after all, and it is impossible for him to directly suppress people without reason.

So even if he wanted to play this kind of dirty routine, at least he had to have his own disciples board Tianya City.

In this way, what Xi Wei has to do is also very clear, that is to let his player believers do their best to stop those mountain people, and none of them can let them board Tianya City!

It can even be made more ruthless, so that they don't know where Tianya City is from the beginning to the end!

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It didn't take long for the players to prepare their horses and horses, and the moment the believers of the mountain lord set foot on the territory of the Valla Empire, the event began.

Not long after that, messengers and material assistance from Lancaster City also came to Crooks, which was being reconstructed.

The current Lancaster has not completely turned to the Church of the God of Games on the bright side. After all, as a large commercial city, Lancaster itself has many churches stationed there, and the religious forces are in a state of mutual check and balance.

Although the lord of the city, Collinf Atherton, had already voted for the Church of the God of Games in secret, his belief itself has not changed because of this, so in a sense, he and the Church of the God of Games are just cooperation.

And the water in Lancaster City itself is also very deep. Many noble ministers have their own little things in their hearts because of their backgrounds and acquired concepts. Will show a little favor, and will not follow the church of the God of Games.

Even after the Twin Cities Cup, knowing the strength of the Church of the God of Games, their thoughts and attitudes have not changed much.

In fact, to them, it doesn't matter who the upper city lord is or which church is in power: Could it be that your God of Games church controls the city, so the city lord doesn't need nobles to govern the territory?

Herman thought so too.

So when he was appointed as a messenger by the city lord, old man Collinf, to come to Crooks with a convoy full of supplies, he was still a little bit reluctant.

Why should our Lancaster supplies be donated to Crooks free of charge?

If it was still the powerful mining city at the beginning, it would be no problem to have a good relationship, but now it has been turned into ruins due to natural disasters (Crooks claimed that the city was destroyed by a landslide). The prosperity of the past has also been covered under the rocks and mud, and God knows how long it will take to rebuild.

In contrast, wouldn't it be better to leave these supplies in Lancaster and reward us nobles who have made great contributions to the Twin Cities Cup?

It's a pity that the lieutenant of the city, Gerald McCorberry, watched too closely along the way, otherwise he would have to deduct half of the fifty carts of supplies to recover some losses for the nobles of Lancaster City!

"Welcome to the Messenger of Lancaster," said Meredith, the lord of Crooks City, who greeted Herman, "It is only in adversity that we can know who our real brothers are.

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In the past, nobles of Herman's level were not qualified to meet Meredith at all, but seeing Crooks City turned into ruins at this time, Herman trembled.

Facing the old man Meredith's welcome, he didn't say anything affirmative, but just perfunctory in that way, and when he was in the tent prepared for them, he turned his head and said to his cronies: "Ke Roux has fallen to this point, even if he invested so much material, he probably won't get much return, for the sake of Lancaster's future development, it's better to keep some of his property."

"But if you bring the property back like this, won't you be held accountable by the Lord Atherton?" His confidant asked with some concern.

"Of course I can't bring it back to Lancaster directly, so after we leave Crooks, you can help me transport my belongings to a nearby big city to buy land for storage."

Herman said with a righteous face: "Everything is for the future of Lancaster!"

The cronies flattered him very discerningly.

The old man Meredith didn't know that the messenger Herman was such a short-sighted person, and thought that the other party was simply tired from the journey, and he didn't urge the delivery of goods.

When preparing for the handover the next day, Herman rushed to the scene, preparing to blackmail a batch of property with bureaucratic accents.

——It should have been like this.

But before he raised his airs and spoke to the old man Meredith, he found familiar players rushing past the Crooks survivor camp.

Although the nobles of Lancaster basically did not participate in the preparation and progress of the Twin Cities Cup, they still had something to watch. Naturally, they knew some believers of the Church of the God of Games who were relatively popular and powerful, that is, players.

For example, the champion with the pink flounder headgear on his head, I really can't forget it...

At this time, these powerful players not only appeared in Crooks, but also seemed to be carrying out some secret activities.

"Mr. Messenger, what's the matter?" The old man Meredith felt a little strange about the behavior of the Lancaster courier in front of him, and it was fine to stop him from handing over the supplies immediately, after all, he was also an old man. Know that there are always some people who want some kickbacks when they do something like this.

But the messenger didn't make a request, and also didn't respond to Meredith's number, which was very puzzling.

But Herman's attention was completely attracted by the players, especially when he saw players dragging unconscious people past the camp one after another.

Occasionally things like 'this guy's stun debuff marker is missing, he's faking a stun! ’ Then a group of players gathered around and beat up the unlucky guy who had been dragged for several miles, until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and then he continued to drag him away.

The worse unlucky ones were directly beaten to death. The believers of the God of Games seemed to be afraid that they would die like that, so they fed Coke to rescue them, and then beat them unconscious and dragged them away...

Just looking at it from the side gives people a feeling that life is worse than death.

As for where it was dragged, I don’t know, I only know that there is no prison dungeon in this camp, and those who were dragged away have never appeared again...

"Your Excellency Herman?" The old man's voice made Herman shudder, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Then, those people who were dragged away are..."

"Please don't worry, those who just want to harm Crooks, your Excellency is our kind friend, how can they harm Crooks' interests?" The old man said kindly: "Then, the material matter ..."

It's just that the benevolent expression on the old man's face at the moment fell into Herman's eyes, but it was extremely eerie.

So he tried his best to restrain himself from trembling, and just said righteously: "Of course there is no problem with the supplies, you take all these things away! I don't agree with taking less than a needle!"