I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 225 A desperate start

"Hoo, hoo, hoo"

Mordred sat slumped in the garbage, the series of violent movements just now almost made him collapse.

He gasped for air and vaguely saw that the fallen guy had been trampled into a puddle of rotten flesh.

"Haha, yes, this is what you will become..."

He suppressed the fear in his heart and pressed his right hand on his heart, trying to calm down as soon as possible.

"Wait, there seems to be something wrong with this plot?" Mordred thought in confusion: "Why do you mean that I am also a time traveler, but I don't even have a golden finger?"

At this moment, he finally realized that since the prince was deprived of his noble status, he had completely lost his foothold in this world.

He has become a salty fish that will never be able to turn over, but his situation is worse than in his previous life.

"Hi~hoo." Mordred gradually calmed down, and the water droplets from the eaves hit the ground, making a crisp clicking sound.

After confirming that there was no danger around him, he slowly closed his eyes and began to carefully sort out his memories of this world.

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"Father, what exactly is in New Orlando?" The young prince pointed to the shadow in the distance that looked like a creeping beast, his tone full of curiosity.

"There is nothing there except the lowest scum and death row prisoners." King Oss replied lightly, his words full of contempt.

"Then what do they eat and what do they wear?" the little prince continued to ask.

"Dead people don't need food or clothes." King Aos showed an indifferent expression, "But I think those losers will naturally find a solution in order to survive."

"Dead person?" The prince's young face was full of confusion.

Os did not answer his question.

"Father, can I go there and have a look?"

King Os' face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Mordred, this is not something you should consider. Don't ask me such stupid questions again in the future."

After saying this, he turned and walked back to the palace, leaving the young prince alone in the garden.

"It seems like I'd better go ask my mother." Mordred looked at the huge city wall in the distance. For some reason, the dark shadow seemed to have an inexplicable allure to him.

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In just a few moments, Mordred had sorted out all the memories of the current world, but his face was as pale as a piece of white paper and became extremely ugly.

Because deep in his memory, a corner of the mystery of New Orlando City has been unveiled...

The predecessor of New Orlando is Orlando, which has been the capital of the Essite Empire for hundreds of years.

Orlando symbolizes majesty and sublimity. It is not only the cultural, economic and political center of Exit, but also one of the most prosperous metropolises on the entire continent.

Orlando is adjacent to the sea, with several excellent harbors in the south and a vast frost forest in the north, making it a place where all adventurers will never want to leave.

The capital of Orlando at that time included what is now New Orlando, Los Angeles City in the west and several small surrounding towns.

As early as fifty years ago, New Orlando was established as the new capital of Essite by the rulers of the time. Perhaps this decision will puzzle people today, because it does not seem to be a wise decision.

But under the social background at that time, this decision can be said to be inevitable.

At that time, Esit's national power reached an unprecedented peak. Not only did it have hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers and the Knights of Light directly under the Church of St. Peter, but there were also many satellite countries that were dependent on Esit, and they paid tribute to the empire in large quantities every year.

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However, the most fundamental reason lies in the doubling of the number of "New Orlandoans".

For some unknown reason, the probability of the Essite people being blessed by gods is much higher than before.

God's blessing spread like an incurable plague, not only disfiguring countless Essite people beyond recognition, but also seriously damaging their bodies.

The originally strong Essit people became extremely weak. If the people were like this, the strength of the army would naturally be greatly reduced.

The rare race of people who have been blessed by God has continued to grow in the past few decades, accumulating more than 100,000 people!

This number accounts for 25% of the total population of Essit.

However, the proud New Orlando residents did not take this abnormal phenomenon seriously, but were immersed in morbid joy.

After a long-planned rebellion, the king's head was successfully inserted into the spear point of the Orlando Tower. In this way, the people of New Orlando seized the power of Essit with lightning speed.

From then on, Orlando became the new Orlando, the capital of the kingdom, and the source of evil.

【This is a cursed city!】

Mordred thought in his heart, knowing that he had become one of the worst time travellers.

He had nothing, suffered from serious diseases, and was exiled to New Orlando by his father.

The heavy city gates and the guards patrolling the city walls day and night cut off all possibilities of escape.

And within the city wall, there is a group of monsters that have been alienated by God's blessing and become crazy. Humans are not like humans, and ghosts are not like ghosts.

What's even worse is that Mordred has no means to protect himself.

The prince, who has been pampered since childhood, is good at knowledge from books. As for martial arts and magic, he knows nothing about it.

After witnessing a beggar being brutally killed by a mob by the square for food, his inner despair reached its highest point.

Fortunately, the guys didn't notice Mordred in the distance. They licked the crumbs on the ground and left the scene of the crime, shouting.

"How many days have these crazy people not eaten?"

Mordred stared at the scrawny backs of the thugs. If he had moved slower, he would have had his head smashed now.

"Oakley, it seems you escaped."

Just as he was thinking about the current situation, a strange voice sounded in his ears.

"You, who are you?!"

Mordred was so frightened that he jumped up and looked at the owner of the voice in horror, ready to run away at any moment.

"Don't be nervous, Oakley, I'm your friend."

Mordred took a closer look and found a man leaning lazily on the steps not far away, with his hair tied up and his gray robe kept clean.

Mordred suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, but for a while he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"You have the wrong person. My name is not Oakley."

Mordred looked at the other person warily, showing a confused expression at the same time, feeling very baffled.

[Go, why is this guy’s hair green?]

Mordred looked at the man's green hair and was speechless.

Especially after experiencing the pollution of New Orlando City, the green color seems particularly abrupt.

(End of chapter)